Open Season Chapter 15: A Force Of Nature
Just keep him on a short leash and i mean choke chain here, or i swear i'm gonna dice him, soak him in buttermilk and ship him back to baton rogue postage due...okay? right...bye." she switched off her phone and turned to the otter.
Beneath the Surface
Strings of drool dangled from the end of the fox's muzzle, the fur at the end of which held the color of buttermilk instead of its usual snow-whiteness.
Cheetah's Spots
"it smells like the buttermilk pancakes mom used to make us all the time when we were still in school. "her saturday morning ones?" zack asked. "yes! here, smell..."
Welcome Home
Yet here you are, finishing up the last of your strawberry buttermilk cake after an exquisite meal. sephos chuckles as he leans forward, keeping his gaze on you. he's completely captivated, and to be honest, so are you. "do you cook a lot?"
Bronze Age Anthro Notes (WIP)
In essence, men would be making fruit products like wine, jams, and dried fruit, dairy products like cheese, butter, yogurt, and buttermilk.
Earth's New Masters Part 10 Airball
We had a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs, flaky buttermilk biscuits with butter and a glass of orange juice. the atmosphere was much more relaxed and i was able to eat seconds.
The Alaska Backdoor
Flour, sugar, butter, cocoa powder, vanilla ice cream, baking soda, eggs and buttermilk. "let's see if you'll ignore this one, sam!" natasha said out loud, with her eyes glistening with determination.
the Pool Boi
Once i stopped feeling the wads, and tasted his buttermilk flavored life seeds, i sucked once more, a little leaking from my mouth as i coaxed the last little bit out of him. he then smiled, and put a hand under my chin.
Taking a Clucking Vacation
What i find funny is, they confirmed that her milk just tastes like really sour buttermilk. welp, can't win on that front now can you. ahem! sorry, i'm getting off track. i'm here to take a vacation as a chicken.
Welcome Home (Vore Version)
Yet here you are, finishing up the last of your strawberry buttermilk cake after an exquisite meal. sephos chuckles as he leans forward, keeping his gaze on you. he's completely captivated, and to be honest, so are you. "do you cook a lot?"
Happy Ending
Thick, fluffy buttermilk pancakes." "oh..." "with pecans and berries." "mmmph..." "and kelp bacon." "you fucking stud..." "fried eggs..." arden leapt up into bryce's arms.
The Lakehouse Chapter 7
The little fox in question was cooking an elaborate breakfast: bacon and eggs, both of which cooked at least three different ways; buttermilk biscuits and cornbread, toast with several kinds of jam and butter laid out for spreading, marmalade, fruit preserves