Research is Important! (Fuzzy Magic Micro-fic)
See, harvest mice was a pun. there actually is a species of mouse called the harvest mouse. they're known for having the largest penis to body size ratio in the rodent family. up to 60% of their body length!
Migratory Birds- Chapter 9- Rift
Cheza grinned and gave the smaller harvest mouse a gentle kiss and all of a sudden he picked the crying sorcerer up, carrying the protesting harvest mouse on his arms back inside their house.
Migratory Birds- Chapter 8- Mica
The harvest mouse threw his head around, mumbling senselessly.
A Little Distraction
The harvest mouse woke up the sleeping computers, turned on the central air, and opened the blinds on all the windows.
Open Fire
Luckily, harvest mouses had uniquely prehensile tails. his pink, ropy appendage wrapped around the phone securely, tip resting above the shutter button.
Outlaw (Story Trade for Squirrel)
The fleshy fingers of the harvest mouse twisted the key, turning off the engine. a squeaky sigh. "okay...we made it." "we're alive," confirmed adelaide with a smirk. "no more screw-ups...thank god."
Hot Mess
The harvest mouse stepped back and inspected it, paws on hips. her tail looped about. she nodded. she could live with it. oh, and she was still thirsty.
Snooze Button
'emerson, a harvest mouse, discovers his new squirrel girlfriend charlie is a heavy sleeper who has extremely vivid erotic dreams.' needed something to jump-start my writerly output!
Personal Forecast
The male harvest mouse leaned in and kissed her cheek, his breath billowing visibly around her whiskers, making them glisten with condensation. he gave her gloved paws a squeeze.
Mutual Benefit
Meadow the harvest mouse bumps into a familiar face while out shopping, leading to a mutually-beneficial arrangement.
Snowed In With You
The two harvest mice were snug and warm, golden in color and comfort. fib had safely arrived at meadow's house a few hours earlier, where he was going to stay for the weekend.
Midnight Sun
The harvest mouse squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip. wrestling with herself. don't be silly. i'm not! then stop him? "wait!" she squeaked. pausing, the coyote looked o'er his shoulder.