Beaver Fever
_ _tilly mumbled, glaring at the grey squirrel while sucking on a plastic fork. removing the utensil, she said, "didn't anyone ever tell you not to bother a cat when they're eating?"
The Counter Proposal - Part One
Jasmine turned the vibration on and the toy came alive with the hum of its buzzing, the grey squirrel poking the mouse's pucker with the toy's head before letting it slowly sink inside her.
Thrown Back: The End
The grey squirrel twisted her body as she kicked away from the tree and hooked onto a branch on evergreen and clambered into the thick needles with a gasping breath.
Liv Takes a Break (A Jeeves Prompt, Posted with Permission)
She'd met the nearly coal-black furred grey squirrel two years ago at this very resort, and for almost seventy two hours straight that first year the two of them had fucked non-stop in one of the resort's communal shower areas, before taking a break to get
The Smuggler
Where once a smiling red squirrel smiled cheerfully at her, now a very scared looking grey squirrel with tired eyes stared back at her. "nikola ebukem." she muttered, trying to reassure herself with the magical phrase.
Satin Circus -- Last Act of the Night
"that's right pete," grey squirrel said. "i saw him leaning on the stand about an hour ago and told him to shove off! he didn't go far, but that's eugene's look-out. i didn't know he was waitin' for his aunt!" "hoagy's right," said a moose.
Distant Earth CYOA part 5
Two half naked young males spilling out of a sleeperpod made for one gained a few tuts of disapproval and a scowl from the grey squirrel.
Melting Ice
"it was the grey squirrel. at the edge of the forest. she has that pastry shop. she makes breads." she nodded. "mm. i know the one." silence. bits of ice could be heard hitting the roof, the windows. ice creaking, groaning.
Revenge of the Rodents
Then, he reached over and grabbed lawrence by the throat before the grey squirrel could react, yanking him off his feet. "and as for you...."
Vadim, Chapter 6: A First Taste
He looked down the trail to see three furs in a school uniform; a grey squirrel, a calico housecat, and that same raccoon. the raccoon smiled as he walked by, but didn't say a word as he and his friends continued down the trail.
Something Fishy
Upon returning his gaze to the grey squirrel before him, chester's whole body shivered from head to toe. little by little, his already small form seemed to be withering before him diminishing into an ever-smaller ball right in front of him.
The Art of Mingling
The grey squirrel asked. her name was daisy, and she was one of the squirrel representatives. she was only twenty-four, but her silver, slate-colored fur made her, at first glance, appear older. or, as she liked to say, 'more mature.' "mm?"