The Walnut Tree
Poison courses through her veins. She feels it down to her roots. Putting a name to the substance (juglone) Doesn't help her, only makes her feel More connected to her toxic nature. The poison kills all that surrounds her Until only grass...
Steering One's Future CH2 - Bright Moment
walnut, right?" was that right? how can someone's name be walnut? ayliith was taunted and dubbed as bluesnoot, simply because of the color of her nose. now, what sort of life would a hatchling face with a name like walnut?
Steering One's Future CH3 - Muddy Trail
But the truth was dawning on her as soon as she stepped further along with walnut.
The Light in My Darkness
walnut said, hints of sadness and fear creeping into his voice. the suggestion was like a jolt of electricity. "no! no, no, no, no," chiaro said, putting his hands up and waving them at walnut. "god no. please." walnut sighed and shook his head.
The Dream Come True
Now all that was left was for walnut to receive the treatment, and see what happened... --- chiaro sat in the living room, twisted over the back of the couch, watching for walnut to come home.
What's One More?
His mind drifted back to the conversation he had a few months ago with his husband, walnut. 'oh, come on, chi," walnut said. "she's a kid!
The Miracle of Life
He sat up best he could, and saw walnut pacing back and forth near the door. "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." walnut said, his voice barely audible to chiaro.
Almost Time
He gasped as the coarse towel rubbed his throbbing pussy as walnut wiped the semen off. "yeah, uh, i think this sheet is gonna need more than a toweling off," walnut said.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Two)
One has a walnut head with weeds growing out of it and the other an egg head with a flower growing out of it, or if they're hands; one holds a walnut and the other an egg with their respective growths.
One and the Same - Side Story: Life Isn't Fair - Part 1
I am doing well, i see you are in the middle of a 'snack'." he gestured smugly to the squirrel that had just wriggled out of dyyor's grasp and was bounding away with his walnut prize.
Nutting Next Door
The once single piece of walnut was now a ruined mess, just as nuut wished he would be.
Sylvia the Spontaneous Shewolf
Huge breasts with walnut-dark fur puffed through the gaps, spilling wetly out of her shredding chest.