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[center][b][u] **Prize Fighter Alpha 3** [/u][/b][/center] [center][u]Silver Flame[/u][/center] [center]By XP Author[/center] Bonny shifted her weight just slightly to the right, enough to completely avoid the kick aimed at her head, the...
Photo Finish
Duke's childhood home was not far down his list of favorite places, the muscular shark was more at home ironically anywhere else, that farm and it's accompanying family is more of a torturous and stressful realm of emotional tribulation and competition...
Eggs and Buns
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Vore Month 08/28 - Swim Meet
#13 of vore content warning: vore (ov, av, cv), implied perma, implied digestion, dubious to non-consensual, authority figure pred, college students joining the swim team with a hungry amazonian otter as a coach seems like a bad idea.
Mikey's First Meat
The time had come; Mikey's first heat had started. All of the turtles had to deal with it in one way or another over time, but it was never quite as bad as this. Not only has he been grinding himself on everything, but the brothers soon found out he's...
Public transit to Ostrich tract
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Rise of the Dragons: Transformation
"well yes but-" aurora implied, before she was cut off. "then let them come," marcus declared.
Journeys of Time 17
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Aaron's Change
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No Thanks Required, Part 1
Chip ran his mouth when he was drunk, and that's really where all this started. But I'll come to that. \* \* \* \* \* "Is he sober?" I pretended not to hear her. She nudged me in the pads with her toes. I dollied out from under the Roadrocket and...
Horfie, the Selective Service Elf
March 13, 1883. London, De-Militarized Zone. Santa Claus looked at his coal-powered wrist watch. It was just after midnight. A new day was on the horizon, but a grim, sooty future lay ahead. He preemptively nocked an arrow to his bow and let fly a...
Discrete Details: Part 7
"Discrete Details: Part 7" By S. K. Gwinne August 2018 The words were out before he could catch himself, and for a moment that stretched on terminally Dennis and Wes stared at each other in disbelief. "You do?" Wes asked plainly. "I..." Dennis...