Introduction Part 3

His cooked cock... after masturbating, freynis felt fortunate that had managed to find some measure of privacy amidst the questions.

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My Step Dad Castrated My Boyfriend!

He didn't get why tad was staring at him so intently, as he took a big bite out of the burger, but as soon as he tasted the cooked flesh inside, he knew why. "this is venison?" he asked, voice muffled with the greasy, savory, juicy hamburger meat.

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Gryphon’s Pride 1-2

I'm not used to cooking for others, but it is a nice hoby." his beak swung back to the fridge as he spun around, tail and tuft flowing behind him.

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RTSYM: Otters Make Good Conductors

The heat coming from his body was immense, and he was literally cooking from the inside out. his heart continued to beat, as the wattage was not sufficient to cause the heart to stop.

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Sweet Meats

He wrapped the boy's bits up tight, and placed packet on the outer rim of the fire to cook.

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Cooking with Scales: #1 Peter the Arcanine

"hello cooking fans!" he says loudly, almost trumpeting "welcome to cooking with scales! i'm your host, aaron scales, and i'm here to show you the ins and outs of cooking with live prey!...now, today i have a special treat for you guys.

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asfl chap 9 the capture and the tower

"ok looks like i got allot of cooking to do so everybody out except for ranshiin shiron tells me your good with cooking so you can help" dragoxas said standing up.

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Introduction Part 2

A liquid splatter hit it a second later, and freynis followed the trickle upward, already knowing before looking that the source was the steaming tip of dh'rath's cooked penis.

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Can’t Let Him Die Sad

Devin's remains were thoroughly cooked, soft and tender but pressed down into a brick.

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A Wolf's Plea: Calm (Bonus Scene)

There was a cold weight in my stomach. A ghost of what I once knew. It was strange to meet it again here, in an alleyway behind a soup kitchen with a burlap sack of vegetables hung over one shoulder. It was an echo of itself, a scar from hunger...

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The barmaids tale...

Trev chuckled flashing his buddy a wide smile, the rat returning it even as he chewed up cook colt nuts.

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