Connection
#2 of connection #### basically, i've been feeling pretty muchly completely uninspired, stuck in a rut, all that rot solely because i miss the guy who captured my heart, i'm honestly teary eyed just talking about it. so... i'm going to write about it.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Two
Joey was sitting by himself in the middle of the cafeteria, an uninspiring room of plain white walls and assorted plastic and stainless steel tables and chairs, munching on a blt. mikey smiled as he raised a paw. "joey!"
A Tale of Two Steels (Lorwyn/Phyrexia)
To the kithkin, a gift almost ridiculously uninspired: if they were one wth their communities, why not be one with all life?
A Different Kind of Hunger
It made a rather uninspiring thump as it landed on the jungle floor. only his underwear separated him and his queen from total nudity for her. the queen's eyes were just so enticing...
Renamon's bathroom bash
He looked like a nobody, an overweight, bland and uninspiring example of a bland and uninspiring species and his smug face sent rage pounding through her veins as he walked away.
Locker Room After Hours: Prologue
Even with such uninspiring assets, her pristinely kept fur, piercing amber eyes, and perpetually smug expression all served to give the gal an enchanting, dangerous aura that made males go crazy.
Finding A Daddy
He can't seem to make me cum and he cums after 5 minutes of uninspired fucking. after he recovers he's dressed and gone, and i am frustrated and horny still.
Warmer Climes
Over the course of the next few days we had several occasions to philosophize on our shared interests and the world at large, which i enjoyed greatly, even if the convention itself was lackluster and uninspiring.
Tied Down, Worked Up
Sorry this is about a week later than i would have liked it, but half way through i got all uninspired. anyway, here it is at last.
Love at Christmas (Random Reindeer Porn)
I continue my habit of horrible, unoriginal, and uninspired titles with this random reindeer story. it started out as a joke about rudolph using his antlers to fuck clarice, but ended up a relatively serious erotic story.
Part II-Education
I glanced at my arms, with less flab than my chest, but it was still uninspiring. i didn't try to compare them to the lion arms; i knew they were better. then i looked at my face, my identity. then, i imagined how my anthro face would be seen.
The Intern
I figured i could at least keep up an image of directing him, if i tried, though the language all sounded uninspired, unforceful.