Finally Free

The quiet farm boy rested his head in the cool grass of the clearing where he last saw Sophe, his earthen Goddess. He had dreamt of her nightly, her silken skin, her soft scales, her musical voice and rhythmic movements as she wrapped herself around...

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A Forest Tryst

A Forest Tryst Slithering through her forested domain she saw him, his long blond hair sticking to his sweaty brow as he worked. Chopping away at a fallen tree, he was utterly unaware of her scarlet eyes devouring his tanned physique from afar....

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