Thorn Morose

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Consume At Your Own Risk

Farmer Price who finally retires (honorably discharged) from the military after an injury out on the field. Who goes back to where he grew up as a boy. Fixing up the old cottage that's stuck on forest riddled acres.

Farmer Price tilling the only free space of land that isn’t full of conifers. Turning it into a modest little garden that can feed two if so need be. 

Farmer Price who has a wide range of taste for vegetables, planting a variety of corn, squash, pumpkins, cucumber, eggplant, tomatoes, potatoes, herbs, celery and some berry bushes for his sweet tooth. 

Farmer Price who wouldn't normally want to tend to blackberry thorned vines but is deciding to take up a hobby of canning. In hopes of making his own pickled veggies and sweet jams to give away to Kate, Kyle and Simon for the holidays. 

Farmer Price who finally goes out to his modest garden for his first harvest, to his horror, to find a vermin has snuck into the garden and ruined the majority of the crops. Stems, vines and leaves trampled as if the creature had been laying down on them. Most of the cucumbers and eggplants are missing and the pumpkins and large squash have this clear, sticky slick on them. 

What the hell happened here? He thought out-loud.

Farmer Price, who can’t think of a creature that would do this, so, to his curiosity, he sets up a few trail cameras in different parts of the garden to see if he can catch a glimpse of this damned creature.

Farmer Price, who wakes up and checks his phone to see the trail cameras have notified him that it turned on and recorded movement during the night in the ruined garden. 

Farmer Price staring at his screen, wide eyed as he’s faced with a fuzzy bunny cunt trying to put the thickest part of an eggplant in first. Her fluffy tail wagging a mile a minute. 

Stupid bunny. Always gotta start at the tip and end with a thick base. 

Farmer Price who sets up a trap to catch this little vermin and teach her how to properly stuff her cunt. 

Yay! Here is a little imagine that I had in my pretty pussy head. I’m working on turning this into a fic. Engaging with this post will help me stay motivated to write more and stay more on top of updating. Also taking requests! You can DM me on Tumblr or email me at [email protected] 

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