Private School Woes
Alright lads, gonna set up a fuck box for this one. give us some space!" a beat of silence then, "fuck off!" before feet shuffled out of the room. grumbling and muttering from the people in the area before silence again. "over here, on the table."
My Life As Cereal
You can fly up and get the--" "bitch i feed and house you get me that fucking box of apple jacks or i'll slit your nostril while you sleep shit in your mailbox and then beat up your whole family!!" "gaaah!! alright! jeez!" jostling.
Fun in Tom Nook's Party Part 2
It's called "breeding box" or "sex box" see. it's the latest model imported straight from the good old usa. of course, this model was made for fairies just like...you guys."
That Which Is Desired :: XIII: brawn
For instance, they'd been in this dark, dirty, cramped fucking box for however long. and none of them could move. they couldn't stand up.
All alone with Charlene
Charlene was in love, she finally felt like she had what she wanted all along...she was finally feeling melissa return the favor to her by eating out her sex box for a change.
Fun in a Box... A vigilante takes down a big jock stud who's to famous for the law to handle...
The taste and smell of his once might jewels still thick in his mouth, as he hears the laughter and comments about the fuck box!
Hometown: Oh, Wesley,
I thrust the stupid fucking box into his arms. “sure i…are you sure? this stuff looks kinda sentimental." he looks down at me. “wes, you doin' alright?" a paw moves to my shoulder and i swat it away. “it's trash." “wes, buddy, what–hey!"
Hometown: Until You Know I Mean It
I don't care, of course, i was fine without dad and– dad and his stupid fucking box, why did he have that stupid. _fucking_. box?
Spilling Over
She couldn't remember what was going through her head when she had taken that fucking box cutter to her arm. it was a graphic memory, but clara encouraged her not to shy away from it, whenever possible.
There and Never Back
"grab the fucking boxes!"
Dria Deepthroat [IRAM]
"b-by the spirits, a f-fucking box will do at this point..." he shivered out as he searched the back alley for a suitable shelter.
Bent
I... hey, fuck you, rat; i _did_ live out of a fucking box! oh yeah, you forgot about that bit, didn't you? wanna go see the club i first tried to whore myself out behind? wanna go hit the cruising spots where it started working?