The Rehabilitation of Dawn Bellwether Chapter:9
Vernon was not the type to find sheep attractive in any way. he had been around sheep folk his whole life but had never thought of such a thing. he had always been attracted to she wolves.
Last Chance Romance
The ewe repeated again, voice droning, exhausted. the winter chill bit at any exposed flesh, and with the ragged clothes the homeless ewe wore, grace couldn't help but have sympathy nip at her in the same way the cold did.
A Quiet Breakfast
The little white ewe would be the death of her at this rate. she simply had to know.
A Chance to Move On
The last day of practice before her real weekend, a chance to detox and destress, a chance to get a certain sheep out of her head. stupid as it was, she needed it. not that her coworkers really wanted to let her forget it.
Ewe Gnawty Boy: Chuy's Mom
Chuy's Mom "5 'o clock! WAKE UP!" The beaver woman woke up when she heard the guard. "Inmate Rodriguez!" The woman glared at the prison guard, "I have a name, Connie!" The rottweiler guard shook her head then struck the bars. "Get up,...
Ewe Gnawty Boy: Father's Day
The ewe sighed as she sank down upon both of her rams at once. she moaned as their combined girth stretched her wider. chuy moaned and shot streams of his cum out as he saw the rams begin mating the ewe together.
Drom 3: Enter Adelaide.
Said another, looking after the naked ewe. adelaide went down the stairs, enjoying her freedom from apparel.
Drom 6: The last day.
He tensed up, ready to dive at the ewe, but he knew it was futile as she was a few paces away from him. he would never get to her before she pulled the trigger. there was a impotent click as she depressed the trigger.
The Lead Crown, Ch 4.6 Noriene
The sheep looked confused, "pla-cee-boe?"
The New Warden
"now listen up, sheep-bitch. i'm going to say this once, and only once. you have no chance. i know the laws, and i know the collies love their little rules. i know none of the sheep above them would authorize jack shit.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 2 - A Strange New World
Kneeling in front of him was a young ewe, barely more than a lamb, a shropshire from the white tuft of wool on her black head and her black hands.
Sheep-Dog, Ch 4 - You Might as Well be Hung for a Sheep as a Lamb
sheep-dog chapter 5 - you might as well be hung for a sheep as a lamb bobby was returned to his normal duties at the bayfield school, with the exception that he was no longer assigned to supervise work in the fields.