Whispering Twins (Part 11)

A chocolate lab mutt growled a little. zay turned as the doors opened, pushing zayra up in first, baring his teeth in a sneery growl and followed her in. a faint uneasy ness fell onto the bus, a couple hushed whispers. "oh my gosh, zays on our bus!"

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Alva

"an how did my chocolate lab sleep last night." replied erin. "besides you grinding against my rump in your sleep i said i had a very good sleep." "why didn't you wake me up to fool around?"

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Dragons Don't Need to Shower

Mostly it's just us at the gym this late at night, plus the chocolate lab who works the desk. i sat down on the bench and rubbed my thighs a little. "i'm not sure. probably, i guess.

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Evolution Part I: Chapter Eighteen

Suddenly fat gut rocked the chocolate lab with the force of his behemoth belly, and pink nose grunted, amending, "well fat gut named himself, but you gave the rest of us our names." "so it's only fair that we give you one."

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Pawford Personalities, Ch 2: Dr. Jeckyll and Mr. Hoss

Hoss' reflexes had always been quick, and even being drunk was no exception; the chocolate lab snatched the container out of the air, and slowly turned it around so he could look at the label, "bourbon."

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Evolution Part I: Chapter Thirty-two

I was more than half asleep when he had returned, so the chocolate lab had to repeat himself. blearily, i sat up, feeling the weight of my abdomen reach generously across the ground. "what did you tell them?"

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The Carousel of Spirits

He made eagle a pegasus; he'd given tiger her familiar stripes; froggy was green and freckled; and worthy had exactly the coloring of the chocolate lab who'd been artie's best friend until the day he had passed away.

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Roommate Struggles

Splicer cried out almost surprised that the chocolate lab husky mix obliged the request, withdrawing their knuckle and taking a small step back. he huffed out, taking a moment to readjust his head fur.

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Chapter Six: Mexican Mix

, asks the other knight, a chocolate lab with a canadian accent. what a pair. "if i had a silver every time someone was brought through these doors for assaulting a guard, i'd be as rich as the king himself!", the chocolate lab tells us.

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A Day on Lycra Farms

The younger woman was a chocolate lab/german shepherd mix, her body that of her mother, including one of the only racks to make vega weak at the knees, and the fur pattern of her father.

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The Simple Things. Chapter Thirteen.

It didn't connect as i was shoved out of the way and his fist ended up clipping the chocolate lab right in the chin. richard's head jerked to the side as he fell down next to me. i dropped down with him to brace his fall. "richard."

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Pathfinder Ch 4

Sitting slumped against the wall to one side was a chocolate lab, his hands cuffed to the wall by long chains, his eyes glassy and vacant. clearly he was high on something, though kilian couldn't begin to guess what.

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