First Contact, July 20th 2011, 6:45 AM

Pat was shocked, but he couldn't help pulling out a chicken leg and lowering it to the hungry mouth of his cock.

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Spring Fever

Mickey takes the full sized bag of doritos from his beak and offers them to his “one-hen-harem" before giving her a wink and taking her hand. “so momma hen how was class?" he asks like the cock-of-the-rock he is in his head.

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Rust Red

"we kill foxes...they kill the delicious chickens..." he began to drool at the thought of chickens. "we are the foxes ben, **we** kill chickens!" todd laughed ben's mouth and nose cracking audibly, his face swelling out into a muzzle.

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Kobold Krafts (in the sky)

With practiced ease, tolly flipped bread-covered chicken strips into a pan, working the hot slab of metal as skillful as any chef.

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A Gryphon's Tail, Part I

She was a bit more pointed this time, her smile disappearing as the hen eased one heavy hindpaw forward onto the male's crotch.

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Just had to take it

A single drop of pre clung to his slit, along the mushroom head, and soon the rooster felt wet between his own legs.

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The Last Dance

The freshly fucked hen stood on shaky legs as she tried to recover herself after such an intense ordeal.

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Coming of Age

His tapered tip slipped forward with the barbs rising up around the edges and he crooned towards the hen again. "kei!! kei stop it!"

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Don't Feed the Bears

With a few sprinkles of seasoning, joe prepares the chicken breasts. satisfied with his work, joe slides the chicken in the oven to cook and sets a timer. joe looks at the sleeping bear on his couch and reaches down to fondle him.

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Zion - LotNM Character Prologue (Jillian Nesthen)

The hen looked to the cat, "we'll fix that, shan't we?"

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Negotiating With a Cock

Seemed the rooster was the same, as tsao laid on his side and bodily positioned sly to spoon with.

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Wifwolf Hates The Piano

\>from the kitchen, a chicken cutlet slapped the pan and gave a loud sizzle on impact. \>"she's cookin up some chicken..." he sang raspily. \>anon cleared his throat and tickled the next chord.

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