Chapter 60: The Spelunkers.

Giving a harrumph, storm went to reply, but swore as his short legs caught on a hidden void beneath the sleeper, near sending him to his face in the muck.

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The Werewolves of Ashtree Hollow

His navy blue jeans stretched down his legs to a pair of brown, military-style hiking boots, which sunk deeply into the muck as he came down a dip in the path.

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Mr.Htaed

He looked around in the dimly light of his prison cell seeing the same peeling, muck covered walls and the small window with bars on the inside. "glad to see you finally woke up."

The Furry Dead Chapter XIV - Pressure

The panicked horse pushed on, its passing flinging a veritable wall of muck and slime in their wake.

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Dragon on girl

The dragon slaked its hips into me so hard its knot slid right in and tied him to me.the dragon filled me up with so muck cum i thought i would get a baby.

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Four Days

Four days since i accepted that foolish job to find a ruined temple in the middle of all this muck and retrieve some ancient artifact.

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The Revenge Of The Ice-Queen

" putting horses out, mucking out, bringing horses in, feeding said animals." she chuckled. " as well as starting at a meditation class and another fitness class then here."

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Finding New Friends

Tanya moaned quite loudly as the muck was mashed inside her, the bear's cock sliding in and out in a slow rhythm. "ahh, tanya, it feels so g-good!"

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TBW:IQ - Chapter Five: Getting Fitter, Joining Clubs

The young woman hung up the phone then and went to put finch out for the day before she mucked out. once that was done she re-entered the house and rang a tai chi and meditation instructor.

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Chapter 1 - The Temple

"help," felinus mewled, wriggling his legs against the muck, wincing as his shorts were pulled right off, lost in the swirling drain of muck, "it's pulling me under!"

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3 - The Good Son

Slowly he raised his head from the muck. he was in a swamp, a very different swamp, yet recognizable for what it was. he hated swamps. oh how he hated swamps. ash had loved them, loved the feel of mud between her toes, of damp fur heavy with muck.

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Charn's Day at the Spa

He could only see the fellow from the chest up due to the thick muck he was settled in, but what he could see was definitely a treat. he was a big grey furred wolf, his chest pristine white where it went down into the muck.

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