Chapter 2C - Second Chances
The weasel and the bear stepped closer, and the weasel began swinging the bat around back and forth by his legs, dragging it against the ground with a metallic scrape.
Hypocrite
Carlyle, a weasel stood guard at motel room door. when he saw the vehicle arrive he signaled that the coast was clear. the bulldog then stepped out the car, greeted the weasel and stepped inside the room.
Dewby's Purchase
In the other room the weasel grumbled as he looked over a few papers. "why is he taking so long?" hissed a voice from the other side of the door leading to the market.
A Little Wager
The weasel looked sharply at the rodent. "...daddy?" "better. and i stopped because i want to do this."
Jeremy 063; A Game Of Predator Versus Prey
She came down from her height to find her captured weasel still lapping greedily at her fluids. she was incredibly impressed at her plucky weasel. indeed, she realized he'd made her lose control of her own strength and had still resolutely pressed on.
On the Road
The weasel sighed as another thick lump dropped out, the argonian chewing it slowly with a long happy groan.
An Impulse Purchase
Scooting the pitiful creature closer, the weasel stuffed his thumb past peculiarly glazed lips.
They Cheat
Tom looked up to the weasel. "cause you're..." "bigger than him, right?" "yes..." "his dick doesn't fill you up quite like mine, does it?" "no..." the weasel leaned in close to tom's ear.
What Lies Beyond the Walls, Book II: Chapter 9
Blitzfur picked up his own lantern and walked away from the weasel, grumbling as he resumed rubbing his back. lillen walked in front of the weasel scout and blinked, taking note of how she looked.
Private Wizard Time
Gil huffed and put his robe and wizard hat back on, the weasel grumbling about the constant interruptions.
Chapter XII: One Last Request
Velasquez let him drop before noticing his weasel comrade, "you're noticeably lax about me killing your fellow soldiers." the weasel shrugged, "they never did nothing for me." he corrected the weasel, "that's anything."
WHEEL: Night at the Races
"oh, don't play ol' rudy like that," the weasel snickered as he sat down next to champagne. he smelled horrible, and the odor almost made the vixen gag. "foreign chicks all wanna ride da wicked weasel."