The Witch's Way

He never wanted to go back to the foul tiny hut. he missed the feel of the witch's hands, and eagerly awaited returning to her cozy little hut.

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Sweat, Grime, and Food

It didn't seem to work, until a truly foul explosion rocketed out of his ass and filled the air around the two hogs.

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A Savior

Tom's maw filled up nearly instantly, his taste buds were quick to reject the foul taste of her and his mind wanted to quickly spit it all out but her piss was too strong.

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Desires 3

Hopefully, the truth wouldn't foul his mood. "ah, sweet thing, this isn't an interrogation. rather, an invitation."

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Bound In Beast Flesh -- Bound In Fox Flesh

Soon, you feel a whiff of foul, fresh air, joining the old stink, inside your mask, as a vent of some sort opens before your lips and nose. then, you feel the loosening of the earth and unwrapping of restraints, about your ankles and wrists.

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I, Dacien - Chapter One - Captivity

He'd expected that general darrus would show up when he told the previous minotaur that he would _not_ take the foul-smelling drought. the pale yellow minotaur had looked shocked, and then left.

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Horse CEO's Luxury Toilet

The air was heavy with the stench of foul gas and buttfunk, and a sense of dread washed over me as i lay trapped between my master's massive buttocks.

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Golden Opportunity

foul-mouthed words trailed off into a strangled noise as ares's tendrils took a crushing hold around the dragon's neck, his eyes growing round and terrified, then beginning to roll up as moments passed.

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Cream of Rauliflower [Sketch]

Now fully hard, raul rested his other arm over the side of the tub and relaxed, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of the feeling and the faint, foul tinge of ammonia mixed with day-old fish floating around through the citrus of the bath oils.

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Toilet Trash

Tom tried as best he could to shout at her to please get up, the air was absolutely foul from her passing gas but he was only answered with another expulsion of heated air ripping through her puckered tailhole.

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Amarok, the Wolf God

There was still the foul smell, as if one of his senses needed to confirm it had been real, that this was real. dreams didn't smell, after all. "human, speak!"

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