Choose your own Yiff (Rave)
The panther stared wide-eyed in wonder at it as our hero began to stroke his own hard shaft with the cum, and then rubbed some on the amazed panther's tailhole.
Choose your own Yiff (The bar)
The bar's fulla women, so find your own, bitch!" "dude, she's not interested. just...back off." "you think you can tell me what to do, ya fuckin' punk? i'll show ya!"
Juna: the story in her own words
"juna: the story in her own words" by: juna of sofurry [http://juna.sofurry.com](http://juna.sofurry.com) characters (c) the author i've never been good at spinning a tale but i will try my best. sometimes i'm not good with people.
Don't own me ch 3
He was tortured by his own family, and after they had enough of him, they sold him to the highest bid.
Vexen's Own Story! Part 3
Next one, vexen's own story! will our hero die by the time he reaches the last step, or will someone from below save him? find out what ever happen to samuel l jackson, and where ever kiyotoe is hiding! be sure to tune in folks!
Vexen's Own Story! Part 2
Written By Vexen Alas! It was the afternoon now, my delightful breakfast eaten and the hour of adventure was about. "Quick Watson! We must find ourselves a mystery to solve!" I cheered as me and Watson bolted to our VW hippy van, setting off into the...
Choose your own path Pt6
#7 of choose your own **i believe this is what's called a bluff.** as you search around, you find a rock that's pretty much the same shape and size as the gem sitting innocently on the altar.
Choose your own path Pt3
#4 of choose your own **you are not working together, but oh well, i took the comments and added them up.** as you lift your torch higher, you decide to take the left hand passage, and as you walk down it you notice it curves in a zig zag pattern quite
Choose your own path Pt2
#3 of choose your own **we shall see whether those choices will serve you well, but you must work together, this is not a democracy.** with a casual yawn you begin to get dressed, a light tunic and trousers the basics, and both in dark colours.
A troll after my own heart
The notes came on their own, like they always do, guiding my hands as the sounds reverberated across the empty corridors. the fear of death was gone, the crushing loneliness as well, there was only music and sparkles, putting on a show for me.
Choose your own Path pt18
#19 of choose your own you look a little nervous of the master, and you casually move over to the bed, stripping off your equipment. "if i said yes, could you tell me your name?" you ask timidly, and the master smiles.
Choose your own Path pt17
#18 of choose your own as the master advances on you, you lift both hands, deciding not to draw your sword. "woah, woah. before i get my ass rutted, what is the meaning of this. i thought you said this was a challenge." the master chuckles."