Coming out of the tent

Always wearing a flannel shirt like the 90s called and wanted their grunge look back.

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Coming Out of the Tent

Always wearing a flannel shirt like the 90s called and wanted their grunge look back.

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Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 1

"that's a keeper, a vip video if ever i saw one," orel's master purred through the microphone, "take a moment skunk then climb in the cubicle, we're only just getting started, it's time i showed you what the grunge pit can do." ~fin

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The Loot of a Lifetime

No zombies or grungs or tyrannosaurus rexes, alive or undead. and most importantly of all, no dragon. what there was however, after hours upon hours of walking in the torch-lit gloom, was gold.

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No Cleaning Deposit

No Cleaning Deposit Written by Leo\_Todrius Commissioned by Corichan The corner of 17th street and Market was usually a quiet, sedate street after dark. An infrequently visited seven-eleven sat on one corner, a fireplace store on another with...

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LB: Epilogue - Requiem For My Harlequin

He wore a grunge band t-shirt we often traded, along with a pair of red-stripped cotton pajama bottoms that outlines the curvatures of his ass.

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Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 2

Moving into the glass cubicle Orel pulled his thick skunk tail in after him then let the door slide shut. It closed with a very definite clunk, sealing him inside the chamber. Dressed in only his singlet, still damp from his earlier orgasm the skunk...

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Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 3

Orel crept cautiously along one of the channels of his new sewer. Deep in the depths of the new sewer he was hunting his master, the controller of the cistern. The large, sleek, living rubber arcanine slipped cautiously through the brightly coloured...

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Who's THE FOOL Now?

It was hard enough to breathe under the dog's ass and every breath you did take was flavored with sweat and grunge. "oh! i know what you're here for! yeah, you must be looking for that iggy special..."

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Prolouge

The only noise in the cafe was the espresso machine whirring and the grunge metal blasting from my ipod. it was nice, almost peaceful. i bent double at the waist to tie my shoe, and aries called out an order.

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Demitri - an old friend with some not so great news

He was well built he used to look emo but know he looks more grunge with muscle. he was a wolf like me but he was the basic grey wolf but he was 5 inches taller then me but he was straight as a "l" he goes straight then bends...over.

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The Vulpine Smile chapter 5

"if you can get past the grunge, it's not so bad," he said, scratching the back of his head. "no worries, i'm the fourth of five children; this is nothing," i replied, looking around the area.

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