Memory Lane

He hobbled back to his truck, tossing his gun into the backseat as he frantically searched through a small packsack of medical supplies. if he didn't patch things up at the very least, he'd die a little faster.

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*The Black and the White* Commision for Enry 1

She hobbled her way over to the cave and collapsedcurling into a ball. it wasn't that she was in pain, though granted the log haddone a number on her breathing at that moment.

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Spirit Bound: Chapter 128

She hobbled on her hindpaws around a bookcase crowded with porcelain dolls, smiling broadly at something garret said. she looked at nathanial and asked a question. garret answered and turned to nathanial. "this is zhen. she owns the store."

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Domesticating the Wild Girl

He cut her out of the snare, and used the spare rope to bind her hands and hobble her legs. then he marched her through the forest until they came to the lonesome cabin he called home. the cabin spoke of a simple life.

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Endurance Suits

He took careful, hobbling steps. the chief cast a worried glance at him and he gave her a wink. he grunted, "oh. i'm fine, i guess. who's next?" he looked blearliy at the prince and stood there, bent over as though in pain.

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Rabbit stuffing

Shrugging, he gently slid off the bed and hobbled to the bathroom, feeling anun's semen drip all down his legs and taint. after a hot bath and use of the bathroom, he limped back into the room, noticing the sheets had been changed and everything!

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The Lonely Dragon

Feed me and get me water, let me rest until i can hobble out of here. no idea what i'm doing after that. my fighting days are done the dragon huffed a sigh. "very well."

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Riding Buddies

After a lot of hobbling and struggling to get on the horse, jordan laid across the horse, his butt too sore to sit up.

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Christmas Run

Before she had a chance to turn and hobble away, nic had her not by the chest but the antlers and with a small twist removed them with nary as much as a pop.

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My Furry Friends: Chapter 5

I made my way up the other three flights of stairs, hobbling and hopping. i eventually made it to my room fifteen minutes after arriving back at the dorm. i made my way over to the sofa.

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Extracurricular Lessons in Kobold Hygiene

“w-what are you doing—“ the kobold squeaked, nearly tripping over her hobbled legs as she felt a sharp tug on her collar.

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