Wardrobe Malfunction
Weapons of mass destruction wearing cute colors. then, finally, he reached for his boots. miraculously, somehow bread had slept through all of the chaos happening outside his footwear prison.
Meega Bigger
Purposefully straightening his spine as if that was all it took to be a proper, upstanding citizen rather than a genetically engineered weapon of mass-destruction, stitch turned and purposefully strode to open the door.
Moving In. Chpt 1.
Jacob could see crushed pecans within the pie crust, a pie he was still sure was some sort of weapon of mass destruction. explaining the distance he was giving it. "everything in the fridge is up for grabs. there's only one bathroom.
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 12: The First Mission
mass destruction? casualties from conflicts? starvation?" adam thought for a minute as he guided us back inside their house. "no." he said. "i do admit when the dictator came to power he ended the wars, the killing and the hunger.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Fifty
Though he was succeeding in causing mass destruction everywhere he went, gestaul was stumbling and tripping over himself, as if he didn't know how to properly use his body.
Microfiction Collection: Paw Day 2023
To call it musk would be an understatement; a stomp into a city is like deploying a chemical weapon of mass destruction.
Wolf Trouble
Amaroq was a walking, living and breathing weapon of mass destruction. amaroq paused in his training, the vr simulation knew what was about to happen. multiple targets surrounded amaroq, who was now glowing and crackling with psychic power.
Two of spades and the three of hearts
I studied the cards in my grip; depictions of explosions and panoramas of mass destruction boxed in their artwork panels. i could have prevented him from building such a force, but i had no heart to, he is too cute when he is winning. "double kill!"
Chapter 10: Death Comes To All
"weapons of mass destruction. the essex building supplies every alterian army with them. small world huh?" the uneasy fox said nothing and continued crawling as well.
Of Wolves and weasels
He wasn't wearing underwear and it was easy to see why, what hung between the wolf's thighs could only be described as a weapon of mass destruction. he was hung like a horse, his big thick cock hanging down between his thighs.
Companions Chapter 09: Heaven
In the wrong hands, his brain was not just a formidable weapon - it was a weapon of mass destruction. what was i thinking. after an hour's nap, he opened his eyes. "feeling better?" i asked. "never better" he said, sitting up.
Forgotten Friendship part 3
His thoughts are full of darkness, hatred, images of everything he wanted to do to me flashing through my mind along with what seemed to be memories of mass destruction and death. a blood-drenched field riddled with rotting corpses.