The Puppet 4: Catastrophe

Slightly tired from the orgasm, he bent down and swiftly got to work, using his finger to mold the puddle as best he could into a chakra, reciting a mantra quietly as he worked.

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Luna

She closed her eyes, and was slowly guided to sleep by the mantra of gurgles and churns coming from inside her belly. \* \* \* the next morning, when luna woke up, her belly was significantly smaller.

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He Who Would be Master: Chapter 2

He watched his master sleep, mumbling the calming mantras that othello also taught him. "master is strength. i am his power. master is king. i am his knight. master is trial. i am capable..."

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Trial of Faith

"i was repeating the mantras from our meditations in my head instead, prophet." you felt strangely jealous. pride was so devout, and he always knew just what to say.

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Blending In - Part 3

Besides, "when in rome..." was quickly becoming her mantra. "well," she turned away and dropped to all fours. she had long since forgone her flight suit in favor of the locals' loincloths.

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Overworked

He repeated the words like a mantra until his budding headache was reduced to a mild discomfort.

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Low Tide - Part I

Her subvocalized mantra halted as her eyes met eyes of deepest green, set in a wholly human, and horribly familiar face. xiomaro sangre's sorrowful cry resonated throughout the halls of the hospital.

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Dog Town

The temple's guiding mantra was "we are man's best friends." and more often then not, humans required certain services. in this case, bay was to help a human boy with his sexuality.

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Dog Town

The temple's guiding mantra was "we are man's best friends." and more often then not, humans required certain services. in this case, bay was to help a human boy with his sexuality.

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A Little Help From My Friends

I muttered myself, repeating it like a mantra. i tried my hardest to shift my mind away from the thought. "you are a terrible mate..." a new male voice rang, my head collapsing against my pillows, feeling too heavy to keep up.

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Brotherly Love

Lion-o was moaning tygra's name like a mantra. he moaned louder when tygra hoisted his prostate. "r, right there." moaned lion-o. tygra repositioned his thrusts to hit lion's sweet spot harder.

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Scott's Remote | Chapter 20 (NSFW)

He found the mantra she had been repeating to him over and over again now playing in his head. good babies don't make stickies! good babies don't get stiffies! good babies use their diapers! good babies don't have big thoughts!

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