The Am-Drag Stream 5: Rivals Rally
am-drag: and i beat you in my first. limp-dick slut. purplespyre: says the bitch that spent two months on lockdown. am-drag: and survived it! i won. purplespyre: well, **i** won without having to combo two months.
I am, du bist ?Chapter 1: Who am I?
'i am gay' i said with tears in my eyes.
Fantastic Thoughts
However, i am not prepared to begin writing porn or sex, so just keep that in mind. this was fun to write. it began while i was chatting with the deuteragonist of the story, sokatak, and he asked me to write a story with him in it.
Am I Still Beautiful?
"a-am.......am i beautiful?" she asked, in a sobbed whisper. his ears twitched and kaid just looked at her. "w-what kind of question is that?" "a-am i beautiful?" she turned fully to him. he was confused.
Song- This is who I am
This is who i am, yes i am, who i am, i am, and this is who i am, yes i am, who i am, that i am...
Maybe I am a Lioness
'if this is all a dream then i am definitely not going to wake myself up anytime soon.' she thought as she reached behind her back to turn off the shower still cascading down her new feminine form.
I am/Part two
#1 of i am hey guy so i hope you liked the last story because i did so today david and sam or hanging out on the weekend they finished their homework so they don't have to worry and i hope you enjoy. "yeees its the weekend now we can hangout more!!"
I am brave enough.
I am brave enough to die i am brave enough to fight i am brave enough to believe in godi am brave enough to cryi am brave enough to help my foesi am brave enough to help my friends i am brave enough to faili am brave enough to livei am brave enough to go
Why am I different?
Randall was a young fox. Small, wirey, and a little bookish, he was hardly an imposing figure. A good student, he had had occasional problems with bullies, but it had never seemed to his parents that it was much of an issue. That is, until one day last...
See me as I am
See me as i am --- thumb pointed backwards and allowed for the approved customers to go in, giving a nod or two, perhaps a smile in between as they passed through.
That Thing About 2 AM
Somewhere around two am there was a pause just long enough to be awkward when james broke the silence. "hey, sam," asked the wolf. "what?" "don't get mad when i ask this." "shoot." i had no right to ask him to shut up anyway.
Am I Easy or What?
I smiled, and flicked my ears as much as i am allowed to, and press my nose against his cheek briefly, just to smell him again.