Lumbear-Jack Drones

Nobody tried to protest, everything was in order despite of the futile that it looked. jack was unconfortable but he refused to question nor to complain, after all: "maximus was superior, maximus must be obeyed".

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The MurrCon 4

It was futile. using both paws and my knee, i crumpled the letter up enough that i was able to find purchase enough to move it to the bed.

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Prologue: Dark Days

Colby said in a futile attempt of persuasion, his face scrunched up with worry and sadness while wringing his body desperately. with no compassion, the sister laughs maliciously.

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Soft Surrender - YCH story for Baffels

Rosa strained against the gag in her mouth, fighting it against the smooth ball with his tongue, futilely trying to push it out of his mouth. the strap made that impossible, the buckle and tight clasp holding it firmly in place.

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The First Anthromorph (sample)

The breathless stifled scream, futile scuffle of thick rubber soles against sterile tiles flooring, and heavy thud of a two-hundred pound bruiser hitting the deck take only a few seconds more.

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Netherwing Night

The futility of her body's preparations was not lost on her and she briefly considered backing down and requesting a more conventional union.

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Never Sleep

Though my attempts are futile, i try every night, relentless. i grit my teeth, and plead once more, knowing it falls upon nothing more than pigment on paper. how you have enchanted my heart sweet love of mine.

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Mortality (a sonnet)

Often spotty memory ideas are immortal, living on to give another generation pause but often they fade out in ages hence and leave no trace to show it ever was when gone am i, i leave nothing behind not statement writ nor even legs of stone while futile

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A weird vent thing, probably will delete later

Perhaps this too is another futile attempt at figuring shit out

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Frustration

Leo writhes on the floor, shoulders and feet pressed into the carpet as he arches his back, one paw rubbing in futility at the front of his belt, the other caressing a nipple, the cuffs around his wrists adding extra weight to his teasing.

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To repent

#1 of poems i regret my actions, undoubtedly so i wish to repent but that is known my heart is heavy, full of regret and i don't expect forgiveness yet don't take this as a futile plea to encourage you to forgive me i just wish for a chance to

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On The Grackle Perched

Stranger from his own the grackle perched upon a jagged stone - who ever knows the cautious woes of birds when people think that nature is absurd the grackle perched upon a jagged stone - who ever knows the cautious woes of man when birds consider futile

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