Chapter Four: Am I awake or dreaming?

Rad turned back around and looked down at Kale, "Wait you are not human?" Raising an eyebrow now really wanting to know more. "As far as this body goes yes I am, the child that would have lived in this body would have died at birth. His/Our birth...

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Chapter Three: If walls could talk, or was that his cat?

Kale put an odd amount of money on the table not even looking at the ticket. "Come with me?" his eyes pleading. "The only thing I want from you in all this, is for you to feel happiness again." He gets up and holds a hand out to Rad, the whole dinner...

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Awaking of Thomas (part 1.)

Prologue I founded myself standing on the side of the road that winds deep in the forest, the leaves resting on the cool mother earth. The evening sky, begins to paint across the sky leaving some bright specks of starts in the east. The directions...

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Chapter Two: Getting to know, Me or You?

Rad follows Kale in without question thinking he may have some reason for what just happened, yet like before he was not going to question this. Rad takes a seat and waits for someone to show up. "You did not have to go with something like this! Just a...

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Project Freedom Chapter 1: One Last Saturday

In a gated community townhomes lay silently tucked away in neat yards.The blazing sun broking past the early morning clouds. Vehicle not parked in the garages, beamed rays of light off the windows of nearby homes. Sprinkles dancing with sprays of...

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Project F, Chapter 1 Vacation

It was another hot July summer, the sun kissing everything with warmth that only a few would enjoy. The very heat warmed the wind modeled waving sands of the dunes. Only to be carried away with the ocean filled breeze along the beach front. There on...

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Chapter 1, Part 2. Vacation

It always amazed Dusty, how a tongue nearly as big as his own cock, could just work in the swirling motions he was feeling. The very friction of how the tip of his canine cock, would hit softer inner maw padding. Rumbling growls sending waves of...

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