New Diet
It was almost like when she ate that hobo, but not in a bad way. breaking the kiss, she sat up and pushed her body down onto the cock harder. her motions traveled as a ripple, working their way all the way down to her tail.
Am I just His toy?
Want to sleep in my hobo joes...." offending myself to make myself below him as self revenge. "uh.. what? jammies i got. pajamas. but hobo joes? whats that?" i forgot he was a filthy rich bastard...
Knelle's Night at Freddy's Part I
But instead of a dead hobo or one of the allegedly murdered children from the old tales, knelle found the mundane source of the stench: rotten pizza.
Were-What?
He looked more like a hobo than a teenager, so nobody really paid him much attention. as he walked wane tried to fight the fuzzy thoughts in his brain.
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Twenty Five
At first, i thought it was some abandoned hobo's shack, but it was clearly too big for that. a whole clan of hobos? above the front door, a faded and termite-eaten sign hung at a crazy slant. _midnight mansion: where your worst dreams come true!
Clawed Heart Feast
Here, there was most likely a lunatic hobo or drugged-up thug somewhere in those shadows along the wall. in her slight delirium, she lost interest in fear of being raped or robbed and relaxed against his body.
Inside the Elevator
Back in the elevator, she hugged the floor like a hobo. through me, she would get a place to live and much more, depending on what other shit she was going to pull. "beat me to the top, lover. i'll cook you dinner if you do."
Nightmare Plantae
He doesn't appear to be one of the creepy hobos that are not at all uncommon in the neighborhood. 'maybe a trick of the light. uggh, so creepy.' frysco thinks. "it's too bad about this garden. nothing can thrive here. almost nothing.
What happens in Vegas
They'd even taken his wallet and stripped him of his clothing, forcing him to wear items from the casino's lost and found like some sort of hobo, just to drill their message in.
Hypnovember - Day 4: Musk/Scent
The reek paralyzed him while the hobo rat smeared cum all over the spandex suit, all while looking at him with crazy eyes and his tongue out. "i bet you stink too, mr. golden horn. wearing this suit all day should make you sweat a lot. yes. yes.
My Dead Demonic Boyfriend 2
“forget that, are you really living with a hobo?" hal asked. “uhh, i mean he's… kinda hoboish?" he replied. “he wears ratty, smelly, moldy clothes. he's pretty much that even without clothes…" “definitely sounds like a hobo." cas said bluntly.
Journal of a Changed Slave: Ch.1
And instead of just hobos, or strangers, i figured i'd make the best of it by getting back at people who wronged me in the past. oh, here he is now."