A brewing Storm --- Part 1

He wore his silver breastplate proudly, and the massive bisento strapped to his back confirmed lucas' assumption that he was to be brought back, dead or alive. on rake's immediate right was clayre, his second in command, and lucas' ex-mate.

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Entering the Dragon's Cave

It holds you from your breastplate like a cat carrying a kitten and regards you with glowing eyes the size of wagon wheels. "you are male! i demanded females!" bouts of enraged fire lick from the creatures nostrils and cast light across the cave.

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The Ancient War

His breastplate fitted to fit him like a sweater on christmas day. his grieves were a little darker than his normal color though. and his helmet covered his entire face except a narrow strip of metal that was missing so he could see out of his armor.

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Stress Reliever

That good idea solidified with gareth unclasping his own cloak, letting it fall down to the floor, then going down to undo the clasps of his breastplate. verter just stood there, watching.

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Quintessence

She panted, rear filling out as the orbs grew bigger in size, large enough to be constrained by her now suitably named breastplate.

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Chapter 18: Pump

He slapped the sword from her paw, and she screamed softly when he ripped the buckles on her breastplate. the breastplate clattered off in the dirt, and as everyone watched, he reached around and ripped her shirt open.

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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Seventy-seventh Entry

While speaking, without missing a single beat, the warlord peeled off her breastplate and the padding beneath, then let it drop into the waiting hands of some of her minions below, laying her generous, gleaming-scaled cleavage completely bare, her

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The Furry Dead Chapter IX - Foreshadowing and Forests

A movement in the trees should have alerted the priest, but he was too busy remembering how embarrassing it had been when she'd asked for help getting a breastplate on.

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Commander, Friend, Lover

Our hands began to wander: mine to fumbling with his greaves, his to removing my breastplate. we pressed our chests against each other as his hands wander lower too while mine undo his loincloth and proceed to fondle his member.

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"The Wanderer" - Chapter 1 - "Informal Introductions"

Next, i put on my breastplate on, followed by my shoulder guards. my cloak was completely dry now, so covering myself with it was no longer an unpleasant experience.

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Altered Realities: Chapter 1 - World Changes

When i opened the bag, i saw my breastplate and helmet, but what i didn't see were the rattan sword and axes that i normally used. instead i saw actual bladed weapons.

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Desire

The blonde collie was dressed in a silver breastplate inscribed with complex glowing symbols. beneath that she was wearing a short cut gray skirt.

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