The Procedure game (work in progress)

(work in progress) I woke in a cold damp room, my eyes adjusting to the light pouring in from above. The ground was hard and rough on my webbed feet, it was concrete or stone, the cold floor sent a chill through my body and I realised that I had been...

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Long Hard Day

He could imagine that heat of that male, that base, lusty desire, the blue bird helpless to do anything but accept that mass, again and again, pounding at his rear, hilting again and again.

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Station 285: Part 3

I was cut off as he let out a god awful screech, the sort only a bird could emit, he threw something hard at the shower wall. it bounced off and rolled out of the shower.

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Sargon of Akkad Should Die

birds decried about larger birds trampling their nests, so the sun's light flared at the larger birds, that left with their eyes burnt. "the sun is against free speech!" croaked sargon evilly and stupidly.

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The new dinosaur (part1)

I said "if i can get dinosaur dna than i could make more dinosaur than bird creations" we said our good byes and gena left for the boat.

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Chapter 25: Robin's Desire

"child," the bird said softly and its beak curled in a smile. "my child." robin stopped before the bird and realized the goddess was blind.

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Again... with the dreams!

**I had three dreams last night, the first two where very simple, but you need to know about all three!** I was flying... Over the ocean, only inches away from the small waves and chunks of ice that started to form. I was going farther than I ever...

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The new dinosaur (part 10)

They are darker colored, as many birds are at a young age.

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Letters

The tightly bound scroll, secured to the bird's foot by a vibrant red ribbon, was all it was concerned about, as it was trained to do.

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Heavenly Flight: A Drabble

We are so much more than mortal birds.. we are entities of divine breeding. look upon us and be saved.

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Forget

Then, at length, the other bird spoke, her voice soft and hesitant. "wick?" the small bird blinked a few times, still catching her bearings after the momentary madness. "tallow?" wick tried. the other bird nodded softly.

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Patamon's Fun Time Chapter 5

The bird digimon slowly rotated her body on the post to face sora. the sensation of the hard wood rubbing up against her contracting vaginal walls made her whole body shiver.

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