Buccaneers of Black Pond Chapter 1
Roger angrily took the stick from billy and threw it into a leafless cherry tree in the church's lawn.
Minimum Wage Wrestling #4
He sees something, a kendo stick? he grabs on it and pulls it out to reveal not a kendo stick, but a giant pixi-stick. "a pixi-stick? what in the holy hell?" he exclaims completely bewildered, "what kind of hardcore match is this?! this isn't hardcore!"
The Foxfire Special
Symond returned moments later with the final course of the meal, a beautiful braixen covered in strawberry sauce and cinnamon sticks, even the wooden stick in its tail had been replaced by a large cinnamon stick.
No Swimming
It was making her stick even harder to hold onto, but if she lost it now there really would be no hope for escaping.
Blood Rose-8
"stick? i like sticks." she said, licking her muzzle and giving him an almost predatory look. "what kind of sticks are you offering?" she purred softly.
First Steps
One split open sleeve later, and i had a bunch packed around the stick. i took strips of the fabric to tie to another stick, so i could do that bow thing. no clue what i'm doing wrong. i must've been at it all day.
Day 12: Weapon
A grunt left my mouth as i pushed more of my weight on my stick. impassive green eyes met mine, judging me with coldness. i jumped back, tusks bared. blood pumped in my ears, my hands clutching my wooden stick.
Goigoi, The Leader Of The Pack
Mey approaches her with the stick. "now relax." "o-okay." reirei tries to relax, although she finds this method a bit over the top. mey sticks the stick into reirei's ass, which makes her moan loudly with some pain.
Tik Tik's Tower 6
"that power the device, and power stick. gods had great desire for tournament, so stick went where they want. tik tik often have great desire, so tik tik can sometime make stick want, but other times, tik tik need another way."
The UmbreGlace Experience: Chapter 4
She quickly let out a burst of fire from her stick toward me. i hadn't feared fire in particular before, but part of me wanted to run away and hide the moment she pulled that flaming stick from her tail.
Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 12
I slowly worked it into a glossy stone that fit perfectly into the socked i'd carved into my walking stick. "i think that'll work nicely." "hmm? what's that?" jes asked, i slipped my walking stick over to her while we traveled.
Pulling the caboose...
As that hot mouth made it's way up his musky sheath to that long pink feline rut stick. hot maw engulfing that long stud stick, raspy tongue scraping over the hard aching flesh.