Bad Friendship
This is my first story on here, and im going to give it my best so please post any comments for me :) * * * Brad walked down the sidewalk, humming to himself. It was his first day of work and he new he was going to love the job. He had been in...
Bad Dragons...
Chapter 2: bad dragons... "get up, animals!". ryuzal was woken by the sudden yelling of a human. he crawled to his feet and then shook loose his mane.
Not as bad as it seems
Not as bad as it seems, by silivenist ((warning: this story contains homosexual acts. if you\*re too young to view this or find this material offensive, then please read no further.
Das Bad
//dazu brauche ich ein bad. aber das wird einige zeit dauern...
Bad News
. ~~~ sorry for the bad story, i'm going to end this series because i've become bored with these two. -\_- hmm should i use a chainsaw or an ice pick? jk next one is the last one!!
Bad Kitties
bad kitty; the ultimate yiff piece (in a salute to the soon-to-be-deceased yiffstar, i figured there's time for one last, great story. something really outrageous,. so, here it is.
Bad Welcome
She hadn't seen anyone in this bad of shape in her entire life. "you can't go anywhere tonight on your own. you're coming back to my place, i'll get some of you things tomorrow. get your ass up, soldier! let's move out!"
Bad Partying
Jeremy instantly got worried, "jenny be careful tonight, you might attract some bad guys." "oh don't worry, i'm plenty capable of taking care of myself," she said getting out of the car.
Bad Hobby
The panda wasn't sure whether this was a good or bad thing. "it's time, big guy," the tiger said. "he's always watching and it's best to cooperate, lest you get another shock."
Bad Eggs.
~\*~\*~\*~ \*Click\* Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard while her lip curled up in a sneer. Green eyes shifted from the picture of the girl to the comment box as she typed her response. _I didn't know they offered stuffed sausage at that...
Bad Kitty
"NEXUS!" Spitfire roared out, punching the wall with a growl. The young, muscular boy ran into her room. His beige fur coat shimmering in the light and dripping with sweat as he walked closer to spitfire. "Yes mom?" "A little birdie told me you slept...
Bad Karma
I had been a bad boy.