Digimon Darkness Chapter 16
\*nudges terriermon gentaly\* terriermon: no....dont take meh fries \*rolling around on the bed obviously dreaming\* wyatt: what are you dreaming about!? \*nudges terreiermon harder\* terriermon: my fries!
Into the Frying Pan
#4 of assassin's way chapter 4: into the frying pan * * * jo soon arrived at the parking structure henry had died in front of. he silently slipped past the security by the back of the structure. the front was too heavily guarded.
Bacon Bits: I Couldn't Even if I Fried
All across the outskirts of the city rundown neighborhoods held their breath. Twilight hinged at dawn as blocks upon blocks of housing braced against the incoming miasma. Viscous polluted fog ran straight through a strip of townhouses. Barred windows...
[Big Story] The CharnCo Cooking Chow: Episode 5
And with that, she dropped the entire package into the frying oil.
Out of the frying pan...
Well, this is my first attempt at putting any story online. This is more or less just a prologue for the main characters, giving something of a background. I welcome any constructive criticism and will continue this series if I get all of your seals of...
Southern Fried Gator
Feel free to pass around and so forth southern fried gator it was just a normal day for jay the computer tech out on a service call today. same old stuff, fix this add that. nothing neat or exciting happens on his calls.
A Nice Day To Fry
"fried ya" the boy moaned out, fingers moving between his spread legs to pump at his dribbling cock.
A Very Delusional Christmas
"really frying your bacon?" the coyote shot him a glare. "i'm gonna fry _your_ bacon." "are you?" valyrym blinked, curling his neck. "because when you say it like _that_, it really sounds like a euphemism." "oh, scavenger."
Out of the Frying Pan into the Fire
November 30. Just a few more hours and I can get out of this goddamn dump they call a kitchen. "Elijah, quit fidgeting already and get that onion soup ready. That's the dude sitting in the corner. Fucker keeps trying to look into the kitchen." Yeah,...
Chapter Four: Fired and Fried
This week was deep-fried tacos with imitation crab meat. that thought by itself, let alone actually trying to put such an abomination in one's mouth, was usually enough to send people hurtling towards the toilets. jacob's domain.
Charr-Broiled or Pan-Fried
He was bottomless, hunched over a frying pan, with a feather quill sticking out of the stump where his cock once was, and he was cooking himself. he shook cyril awake the moment it was done cooking.
Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Flower
Mallory crashed through the thick foliage of the jungle with reckless abandon. She didn't know where she was, where she was going, or even where exactly she was coming from, but she knew she had to get away from it. The tip she had gotten at a local...