A Taste of Dad

A Taste of Dad Bowser's dreams had started to take a strange turn. His lewd ones at least. Instead of the usual female he'd find to plow in some way, shape or form, he had as of late been thinking of males he was around and thought they were kind of...

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A taste of death

_Hi everyone, this one took a lot longer than I expected and to be honest this is probably one of the most disturbing stories I have ever written hence the long gap. Probably one of the harder songs to tackle I hope it worked well._ _Source of...

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An Acquired Taste

Disclaimer - You might consider this story somewhat like the KFC Double Down ®. It contains no fresh ingredients, relies heavily on synthetic materials, and although it might be a wonderful sensory overload as you initially experience it; afterward, it...

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Shared tastes

There weren't many things better than a friend with similar interests. Sure, winning the lottery was probably even better, but Ryl was thinking realistically. And such was the case with Naya. Both of them shared a passion for anything 'booty'. Not an...

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Tasteful Censorship

So Daisuke said he needed help making a few poses, for the class you draw naked people in, and hesitantly we said yes because he is our friend and he needed help. So everyone in the main group had to do a few poses but with tasteful censorship for...

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Bad Tastes

Jeremy was idly going through furaffinity before his day out to the mall. Seeing what there was to enjoy. His eyes rolled when he saw that damn Krystal again! An obese Krystal with stained clothes posing her butt towards the viewer. What the hell was...

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A Taste of Passion

The black dragoness basked on her sunning rock, grey belly plates pressed into the earthen surface. One could tell it was _her_spot by the way the rock had been worn in to cradle her majestic black bulk quite comfortably and she guarded it with a bit...

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Comforting Reflections

Comforting Reflections "Excuse me," murmured the young woman to the old terrier across counter, speaking softly so that he nearly had to lean across the glass to hear her. "How much for that mirror over there?" It had caught her eye as she browsed...

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Tell Me the Taste

Darrien and Tucker sat in the living room, overstuffed with Victorian-era furniture and dusty baubles and books that hadn't been opened in decades. The moonlight filtering through the window caught dust motes here and there. They looked like fireflies...

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Sylvester's Family Tales 23

It was a lazy Sunday at the Pussycat household. Mom was out doing her errands, so the boys were left with Pops. They all listened intently to Mom's car as she drove off, then the trio rushed to the boys' room. Pops had promised the two he'd get them...

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Gammas Racc Snack

CW: oral vore, bone crushing, unwilling prey, pain, gore, implied digestion, violent rimming, clothes tasting Being lost in the sewers is quite a precarious situation when trying to get back home. And unfortunately, a green raccoon has found...

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Zoey And Jack The Neera

Zoey and Jack the neera A Playful Trust Jack shivered with fear as he sat in between the large grapes, feeling every footstep as rose walked up the stairs. Jack can't believe Zoey, his owner left him. Jack wanted to talk but didn't. Looking up...

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