What A Well-Made Bomb Can Do

All i had to do was get to the middle of the staircase, send the dinky little explosive on its first mission, and jump into the vents. how hard could it be? i stayed low to the bars of the staircase, trying to stay in the shadows.

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Chapter Two: Love's Labours Won

Her curious head tilted to the side as she wondered why in her 17 years in existence she had never noticed that dinky looking house before.

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No Dick December

The big, tough looking security guard made a motion to stop him, but the second she saw his miniscule dinky-winky she bust out laughing. she just waved him by, still guffawing loudly.

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Party of Ten VII – The Groom

Right now, it looked pretty realistic; kind of surprising for such a dinky little place. he turned back to avoid tripping as the stairs stopped, his shoes making a crunching sound as his feet sunk into the sand.

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Brutal Tutelage

"it still fascinates me that people fail to compliment the rolling staircases in the entrance, or the exquisitely appointed main hall...but when i show people this dinky little elevator, they act like they've never even been in one before."

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His Magical Mistress 2: Earning Dragonhood

My, my, such a big diaper for such a dinky little dickie." she smiled, patting his crotch, and just like that, his cheeks started burning again.

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A Christmas Curse 4

His meager little cock, no more than two inches after so many different corruptions, bounced up and down, flopping around as if it was nothing more than a dinky little clit at that point.

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A Complex Umbreon & Cat Relationship

The pretty kitty's eyes slowly fluttered open, still with that misty pink color that made it quite clear to the dinky dark-type that she wasn't quite done yet.

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Clueless season 2: Homecoming Out (Part 3)

Daren stood up on his dinky foldable lunch table chair. he slowly began to cup his muzzle with his paws. my tail began bristling and i suppressed the instinct to protract my claws. "daren, don't you fucking dare..."

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[Commission for Xipher] Stop Dragon' my car around

An idea crossed her mind as she picked the dinky device up and gingerly padded over to an empty information desk and set the phone to record video.

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search_for_sane2.txt

I had a family situation i had to deal with this morning," i say as i drag all of my crap into his dinky closet-sized office. "for the sake of time and to save myself some breath, i'll spare you my lecture on punctuality today."

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To much of a good thing!

Looking down at his dinky genitals the big doberman considered. "what are you changing?" the aroused doberman growled. "five thousand per inch, added where ever you like cock or ball's."

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