prequel to GOJ/GNY chapter 8

Chapter 8-Smith/Sakura Pregnancy "How are you today, Smith?" asked Gin smiling. "Oh I'm just fine and all." said Smith. "How's Sakura?" he asked. "Just fine, she's been feeling a lot better lately." Smith said. "She's glowing!" smiled Smith. ...

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Meet Me at the Throne

The streets of Rawrstokka were common with horses and carts, various citizens pulling hauls to their shops from the field or simply going about their business and walking on the street. It was a large, stonework city that many often viewed as the...

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White Elephant Part IV

He was listed as heterosexual on all of his profiles, yet he was heavily tempted by his decreasing bank account, if nothing else.

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Sieg and Marien - A Basitin Love Story - Part 8 - Heat

The warrior's left ear was larger than his right, he leaned a little to the left, and his sword wasn't nearly as straight as she had intended, but nonetheless it was complete.

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Forgiveness

Rope after rope of a permeant seed has been sent straight to her flesh, making her scream with delight, as her own orgasmic liquids started to mix with her husband's.

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A solder's leave

Blitz was a bit depressed as he lost another friend as new troops came to the front. He was hiding his feelings well. Joking with his unit and making bets, "I bet the flareon, roast poke balls and sausage. I get to go on leave with my primary in...

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Guarded - Episode 1

The ram stood up straight and rolled his neck before flopping into a chair and unzipping his heeled boots throwing one of them against the wall with a loud thud. "leo, baby... i don't think that's in the budget for the tour..."

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Guarded - Prologue

Snow white ears flicked in agitation as the young wolf sat there on the stand looking straight ahead, a small pea sized chunk missing from the inner rim of the left one.

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Tales from the Citadel

Head down, back straight, like a good little slave. the footsteps grow louder, along with the swish of expensive fabric... _vas_. my breath catches in my throat and i halter, my paw gripping the sponge harder. had i done something wrong?

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Fixation

"Well, gosh, how awful." Her monotone voice 'sang' through the hallway. Together they shuffled in with several bags of groceries with each sagging under the weight of having been stuffed with far too many items. Mary, a plain looking mouse with grey...

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The Scent of Musk

Cymmie was dancing, her tail swaying as her hips dipped low. The beat of the club music was pounding, the deep bass thrumming through her veins, her golden fur shown beneath the blue lights that flew across the floor, the deep brown tones sparkling in...

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Spirited Young Lady

Vasanta had been to Luke's farm many times before thanks to her parents, Bennu and Yata, who had many friends who would go there on warm nights to party like satyrs and nymphs, drinking homebrew and banging out music. Once they had their own kids, they...

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