I had this dream

"heh, 'not an ounce of gaydar,' huh? look who was talking..." "oh... oh, lou..." one of her hands grips me closer to her.

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Well that's a new one

"eight ounces of crystal for the basal medium"he said as he poured it into the cauldron, which hissed as the liquid touched it. "next, three ounces of dark chocolate for taste." "chocolate?" i asked, slightly taken aback.

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Waking Up

It was all there for kane, every fatty ounce of him was just massive in every single sense of the word.

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Bathtime

Mac had seen the draolf spawn food from nothing and float it to his muzzle with nary an ounce of effort, and had even once seen the draolf add weight to himself just to cheat out gaining.

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A Rhino named Bruno

She looks at a note and says, "gold is still worth around $1750 usd an ounce over there?" fang answers, "yes." she counts thirteen troy ounce gold bullion bars and then drops twelve of them into a small cloth sack.

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The Blade grows dull

The fox was something of a medical marvel, eating whatever he wanted without putting on so much as an ounce of weight for it.

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Balto's Fanfiction: Insatiable Bitches

Jenna gulped every ounce of his first thick contribution, before backing her head to taste the creamy spunk on her tongue. she still gulped every ounce she could, but her mouth was quickly filled, and seed began to drip out on the ground.

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Love Potion #10 - Part 1

Tied as he was, i could feel his pulsing balls where they pressed up between my thighs, pumping ounce after ounce into my virgin womb. my whines turned to fast, uncontrollable yips as i lost control.

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Guadalupe (1)

.** five ounces of pure festered in maxwell's jacket pocket while his patience wore thin. the stupid prick max sat in waiting for was already two hours late.

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Making Do

It drained him dry, drawing out every ounce of pleasure his body could possibly feel. it was only through careful training and practice that he maintained enough sense of self to sustain his projections. but then it ended.

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Chronicles of Lyandar Chapter 1: Beginings

You won't get an ounce of leave until you pay me for all the damages!" the tigress' normal orange had turned to red with her fury.

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Lion vs You

He says with glee, not an ounce of regret in his voice. why would there be regret? you're just meat, you're just food.

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