Fibbing Coyote

The wolf was most likely annoyed that he was more genre-savvy to this bdsm diaper play stuff than most submissives he played with. it only took a few minutes before terry began to feel strange. his lower colon gurgled and rumbled.

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The Park of Mirari: Chapter 4

Nobody with the slightest bit of genre savviness split the group up if they could avoid it. but... it didn't look like they could avoid it in this case.

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Transfor-Mansion: Chapter 3

"by being genre savvy?" he asked. "basically. so, you wanna try having a go with the computer? maybe you'll have a bit better luck than i did, and we might be able to get a map to what's further inside the mansion." "well..."

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Consume and Cum

"normally, it's the genre savvy guy that goes first. you know, the guy that knows that we're in a horror movie. oh hey! that means you too!" harris shot him a piercing look as sheldon began to visibly shake, sweat rolling off his brow. "dude!"

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The Fall of Sam & Kara

Leaping into action, they realise too late that nefaris has become genre-savvy, and he has been preparing to humiliate his arch-enemies in the most perverse and debauched way his twisted team of scientists and engineers can concoct.

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The Dog Zone

Even their habitual badassery and genre-savviness can't help them to avoid getting furry themselves. ***** features: anthro tftg |humans to canids | semi-consensual | couple: f2m (pov), m2f | m/f | action-comedy | ca. 18k words ***** exploring different genres

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Rennie's Big Day

Suffice it to say, rennie was more than a little genre-savvy, and it took him all of ten minutes of browsing around the internet to put the pieces of this puzzle together, or at least find enough pieces to figure out what the picture was supposed to be.

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Welcome to the Casino!

Somewhere on the third floor mister t.f. tutted to himself, but cassie wasn't omnipresent enough to notice, nor genre savvy enough to care. she watched in awe though, as the bartender worked his liquid magic.

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