A little Something Different, Part 4
As I laid with my paws behind my head, I felt lazy. It was getting late in the day, work was done, and school was out. But all the same, I sat up in bed, dropping my paws to my knees. My loose tank top hung over my slim frame, and my shorts fell over...
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 25
._ she struck the soil with her hoe hard enough to bury the blade up to the hilt. the sun was already beating down on them all, even though it was still early morning. she didn't care.
Bucking Behind the Barn
The hoe was tangled up again. he yanked on it until it ripped free from the knot of weeds and vines. by the time it came loose he was cringing and swearing under his breath.
Corruption is Good for the Soul III
The black and white horse turned and picked up his hoe, starting to walk to where he left off. "not your soul, never liked the idea of owning souls.
Earth's New Masters Chapter 26 Gofer's Tale Part 11 Horsey Rides
"first you have to use the hoe to loosen the soil at the base of the plants like this." he demonstrated with the hoe in his hand. "here you try it." he said handing me the hoe. i tentatively took a few swings with the hoe and soon got the hang of it.
True Story
Bros before hoes. and that's what ven felt like, just some hoe. with tears in his eyes he would still admit, "i want to love tyler, i just want to spend time with tyler."
Dragon's Gift - Epilogue (WIP)
#12 of dragon's gift epilogue sakari panted heavily as she wiped sweat from her brow, holding onto a hoe for support. a smile spread across her muzzle as she looked over the freshly plowed field in front of her.
Hot Row to Hoe, Part 1
Here y'are, joss, you can use my hoe while i go find me another one," honey said. "won't be long, i promise!" wiggling her hips, the bear sauntered off, leaving joss staring at her butt with the hoe in his hands and a silly grin on his face.
Breakfast of Corn (Otherwise Untitled)
#69 of short stories a fox quietly cooks hoe cakes, hoping to provide comfort food to the jackalope who's sleeping on his couch.
Charm of the Wolf (A Saint Francis Side Story)
“so if it's not offensive… why are you a hoe?" he asked while immediately regretting the choice of words. “a hoe-- bitch did you just call me a hoe?" ellen said as her eyes narrowed, “mothafucka, i'll cut you dead and bring the body to show ya mamma."
Khloe & Azzy - II. Party Games
Ya always have... or do i gotta smack a hoe?" "nope! she takes really good care of me!" azzy looks up at khloe and smiles. "heh. thanks. i do what i can." "ya tell q yet?" "uhm..." khloe scrolls through her phone.
Carrots
He growled, tossing down his hoe and basket. he was fumbling with the other buckle to his overalls, his usually calm golden eyes now glazed with drifting manic dread.