Twitter Bites: Diaper Bully (Humiliation)
But it wasn't long before i was surrounded by butch and his two goons, three junkyard dogs ready to give me a pounding. or so i thought. "you think you're real funny, do ya?" said butch, cracking his knuckles.
New Recruit
The junkyard dog himself. the same man who stopped the runaway monorail he was riding years ago. jose nearly ran towards the man. "still alive in here?" scrapheap said as the naked goat made his appearance.
Dust, Blood, and Fur Part One.
He was a mixed canine, or junkyard dog, which is the epitome of a mutt. generations of interbreeding within the canine species left few details of his ancestry, but made him the definition of a ‘cultural melting pot.'
Hermaphrodiary: Entry Three
From what i could gather, he was a junkyard dog. i asked what that meant, and she said, "he is a mutt amongst mutts amongst mutts. you can't really tell his breed since there are so many mixed together.
Blade's Adventures - 04 - The ceremony
He had learned the old guy's game some time ago, also the junkyard's dogs needed sometimes fresh blood and his mother had recently provided to this.
Silas and the Wolfdog 2
"guess those junkyard dogs haven't been treating you right." aspen shook his head. he was far more intelligent than the average dog, even being able to speak but he had nothing to say right now.
Grimm's Fairy Tales - A Scamp's Rabid End
The noxious smell of the junkyard dog's foamy breathes would be last he would smell. the flaring of buster's penis skewered through the length of his small body, the last he would feel.
Junkyard Werewolf
All in all, the big guy was far friendlier than i would have thought for a junkyard dog. i proceeded to move forward and pet his massive muzzle, making sure to keep my face away as his slobbery tongue tried to reach for me.
Lady and the Tramp - Family Ties
Jock sounded like a stray, like a junkyard dog, though he had his own owner not far from the darling's house. _ah, that's why_, angel thought, glancing at the black dog's collar.
No Right
He looked like an angry junkyard dog. jacob had known for some time that his father had some involvement in organized crime, and had generally attributed that as the cause of his menacing appearance. "what do you want?" jacob growled.
Twincentive (Story Commission)
"my brother is old-fashioned, so it took me a while to convince him to let me buy the junkyard dog." "huh?" i perked an ear. "that's what he calls the gas-guzzler!" razor grumbled as he tried unlocking the door.
Stuck in a Rut Part Two: Junkyard Society
Back when he had tried to join the junkyard dogs it had almost been a dead give away that he was a relation to tramp which had almost ended badly with buster so hell bent on revenge.