Rising Anew-Chapter 6, part 2-
"please dont eaten tarsus, was only wondering what you were, never seened a purple stripy one before, and tarsus was thirsty a little, you has some waters that she wanted to barrows. too far to go to river under hill at nights."
Prologue
"we could head up the street to barrow's. buy one, get one free drafts from noon to 4 today." riley suggests. "that is _damn_ risky to drink on raceday, bud. jeez. nothing inside the track? maybe hang on the infield with some fans?"
Even blue ribbon winners lose...
"can i barrow..." only to sudden freeze, as he see's his older brother laying back flailing his legs as the tiger works between them. "errr... cam..."
New Found Fishes
A mammalian characteristic barrowed for the purpose of bringing pleasure and food to the millions of eggs that she instinctively knew she would be blessed with soon one more tentacle found its way into may's eager cunt as the other five caressed her body
the wrong package
My baskets were full but with my new strength i carried them home with ease, i had no car i used a old factory waste off cut barrow to cart my stuff around i still used my parking area for it as well as my bike if i wanted to go visit friends or go biking.
Midline Shift 33 - Always See It Coming
barrows chick." "why?" "cuz she...she wuz a hell of a lot scarier than you were."
Chiaroscuro
And barrow. he's ... " " ... a bat. the doctor," bic finished. "yeah, i've talked to him." "you know bats are telepathic, right," ezri said. the other two femmes looked to her.
Stable Lads
He still thought he was a stallion, however, and caused enough trouble for ten of the larger lads the yard owner, a chestnut stallion anthro with his forelock flipped back between his ears, wheeled a barrow across the yard at a brisk pace, expertly avoiding
The Exchange 2: Turning Point
Her nipples were like barrows atop her piebald hills, larger still than she'd ever seen them. she'd always assumed cervine morphs were like humans, except with superficial differences.
A Blue Morning
Tipping the barrow over when i’m nearly at the muck heap seems just like that last straw and i hurl a swear to the wind, flinging my hands up as if that’s going to do any good. it doesn’t even make me feel better.
The Sacrifice
Once the other man finished putting down the wheel barrow. the bruiser that held him just tossed him on top of the treasure pile, issac landed on pile with a heavy thump, a sharp crown prodded at his ass. "dammit that hurt!
Slutcat and Sworddog #9
#11 of slutcat the great barrow architects in which slutcat and sworddog apparently must have encountered some extremely industrious spiders, watch a man die of trap-arrows, and consider the supremely intelligent minds who devise a clever combination trap