Wereness 5: The Barn

\<\< Forward \>\> What can I say except it is taking yet another story to get to The Migration. Such as with all good stories...you don't rush its progress. The Migration will actually pick up right where this one leaves off. The following...

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Wereness 4. The Bonding

They were added to distinguish between the telepathy of the existing characters and the telepathic capable animals of this world being portrayed. why different designation?

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Wereness 3. The Decision

We had come home, from the neighboring city and were ready to make all the preparations to move into the agrotownship. we immediately noticed the animals were gone and there were clear signs of someone taking them.

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Wereness 2. The Man

The feet were standard men's medium width, a tad on the flat side, and possibly 14s. the calves were medical textbook quality and possibly a tad on the muscular side.

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Wereness 1. The Mare

As far as you were concerned you were just a typical zoosexual man who wanted life away from the city and with an animal you could love as much as any mate. the both of you had found your rhythm, going at full speed, and were in sync.

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what were they thinking?

The mmp teens were used to things that were strange, but they had no idea what was about to happen.

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We were soldiers

**we were soldiers** we were soldiers going to war. we were husbands with lovers left by the shore. we were the sons of mothers who´d grieve us forever more. we were soldiers going to war.

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Curse of the Were...Horse

Curse of the were...horse? james stopped his work, looking down at his grungy clothing with disgust. he was at his uncle's farm out in the country.

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The Were-Vixen's Bauble

Her breasts were not the only things that were now oversized..._ memories of nights gone by flooded back into his consciousness.

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Mistakes were made...

I know that last line wasn't necessary, but we were still acting, badly, what she believed we were. he wasn't far off, as it turned out.none of us were.

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Were it all a dream...

Her combos were late and her reflexes were slowing as she looked to be getting more strained. it peaked at about half way as there was a loud pop from her, like she just snapped open a bottle of soda.

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