Flash Pulp #18 Hyper Sperm and Male Pregnancy
He didn't even like pickles yet he was sitting with his pants unbuttoned, chewing one like he hadn't eaten in weeks. it was a bit distressing.
ZIGGO interviews CHARLIE BARKIN
Charlie: you forgot about the onions and pickles. those are important. to answer your question, i guess i have always had a liking for spicy things. spicy things are good.
A New Season - Chapter 1
As she read through the list though, it seemed like a better and better idea to have a second body to do stuff, even if it was only simple and mundane tasks like ordering supplies, replacing pickle, and getting tanks refilled.
Mother or stud
"should i go out for pickles and ice cream, maybe?" he set his head down on top of jake's belly and gazed up at the shepherd. there was silence for a while, except for their breathing, and then a slow yawn from raffe.
Seven-Tails, Chapter 3
I poured the rest of the bottle on my hands, which felt dry and pickled now. the burning was not so bad the second time.
Syngeneia Kathairein part 25
I'm in a bit of a pickle, i am forced to do some dark magic infusion into objects. seems the guards are oblivious to my other power."
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Twelve
That's just my leftover peanut butter and pickle sandwich." i tapped my finger against a brown bag that had long ago been smashed by my schoolbooks. "it's only been in there a year or so, so it can't smell _that_ bad yet!" "when can i come out?"
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Twenty Three
My corn fritter turkey sandwich pickled hobo thumbs in toe jam _horsebutt was_ _too big to fit through the trash can!_ "where are we?" ethan moaned, rubbing his skull where the ceiling had clocked him.
Brazen Endeavors part 6
Small jars among them were full of fragrant spices or vinegar and pickled things.
Saschas_Smoky_Detour
Sascha's brow knitted in as she wracked her sleepy, swirl-pickled brains to remember. "i don't... know..." "well then, who are you?" the caterpillar smacked his lips, his eyes roving along her shapely figure.
Metal Pony Sex Dimension: Chapter IV
Yer pickle puddin'." fernando narrowed his piercingly handsome eyes in a look of confusion. "oh, fer-- yer cream pie fillin'. yer muskrat milk. yer corndog squeezins. yer tossed salad dressin'. yer youngin' yogurt. yer stud suds.
Phone Call
"i fuckin' said 'no pickles,'" he muttered to himself. he always hated pickles. i was fine with pickles, but i never ate them when i was with gray. rather, i would remove them from my food and throw them at him.