The Lost Temple
The Lost Temple A Story by Dikran O. Based on a concept by Coyotek "We are officially lost." Ksi leaned over her friend's shoulder to get a look at the map she was holding. It was mostly tan, indicating dessert terrain, with a few brown contour...
Children of the Swamp Lantern - Scat/Weight Gain Warning
Jace's entire body was growing, spilling into the handicap stall, surging in size. his foot paws would have burst out of a size seventeen shoe and still they were growing, his ass cheeks as big as the largest pumpkins.
Baby Sef Part 3!!!
There was no one else in the mens room, which had three stalls and fur urinals and one handicap stall. i nervously looked around and then suddenly heard a click and a thud.
Spring Break
He placed one knee on the handicap bench, spread the other and thrust his rump out. he looked over his shoulder, eyes hungry with his stubby tail raised.
Good To Be King
The cheetah laughed and then he turned his back on the lion, bending over against the wall with his hands grabbing the handicap railing.
Date Night
He decided to park in the spot nearest to the building, a handicap spot ("is being a micro a handicap to macros?").
A Competition to Remember
Place your bets now, while our lovely girls choose their handicaps! no purchases are allowed before the match, so spend wisely!"
Model Behavior (Karmakat Entry)
His keen eye for sports handicapping had been the boon that had enabled his family to live so comfortably, in an affluent part of the city, even though his job in classic car tune-ups was his passion in labor.
mappy 18th birthday
Helyeahhhh you're sooo good say mappy moansly good my slutty disability squirrel hehe say frank aahhhhhh yeahhhh i did a cum say frank moansly frank did a cum in mappy's asshole and excally for mappy is it weird for a mentally handicap because mentall handicap
The Risk is the Reward
Without realizing it, he soon felt his fingers turning the latch on the handicap stall.
2 : Cuckolding
In fairness, the handicapped ones were spacious enough.he looked embarassed. "no other options," he shrugged."whatever," i leaned in to his fuzzy-feathery muzzle. "so what are we doing here?" as if i didn't know."depends, are you hungry?""are you?"
A Mentally Handicapped Chorus Line Killed By An Apocalyptic Hailstorm
I am so clearly in despair, for I fear That the person I have come to be has already lain in his grave. A torn entity, free of conscious control to adhere In its aftermath, it will question what it gave. I'm used to the pain, but the guilt is a...