The Dragon’s Dungeon, Chapter 1 - Ren: Abduction

The evil machine yanked them farther and farther--ren wasn't sure how much more his body could take before he was damaged permanently. "from this day onward, the words 'i' and 'me' are no longer part of your vocabulary.

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Virtually Real Capter 62: Outta Time

"oh wow, does that mean they're going to worship me, as the only dragon, until vexy returns?" zephyr asked. "you are most certainly not the only dragon." kyle reminded him for the millionth time.

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Summer at the Lakehouse

He could even see faint reflections off his skin, as if it's...some sort of rubber, or vinyl. the surface is only interrupted by a clear plastic valve right in the middle of his belly.

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COLD AS STEEL... UNFINISHED FLEXIBLE SURVIVAL FAN-FIC

On top of all that, immunity to what is being referred to as 'casual infection' - is permanently boosted." "... permanently?" "that's right.

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COLD AS STEEL... THE UNFINISHED FLEXIBLE SURVIVAL FAN-FIC

On top of all that, immunity to what is being referred to as 'casual infection' - is permanently boosted." "... permanently?" "that's right.

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Purple

In an instant the sound of machinery dying was evident, the reactors above her powering down, the singularity in its containment field evaporating before her eyes, the conduits that ran up, down, and around the room growing dim.

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Buck Daly's Sweet Ride (M/M)

Oil and gasoline, hot rubber, a hint of garbage, dirt, lawn clippings.

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Part V- Total Dallaireian Overhaul

Kylson raced after micheal's killer through what remained of the cannery, jumping down from short catwalks and long silent industrial machines where he could.

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Recruiting Procedures of the Questionable Sort

He had to restrain his eagerness as he applied the latex barrier and readied himself. "you've been quiet." nalz said as he put aside the trash and bottle; wrapping the hand slick with lube around the dragon's length, thumb rubbing at the flat tip.

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The Game: Director's Cut

It felt like nothing could have opened them once they were attached, biting down on his spots like some tiny, mechanical dragons. "don't worry, kitty." she lifted a simple remote device with several buttons on it.

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