Zygote Studies

fenrier the same pleasurable treatment she had shown him, and so delicately curled his talons up around the hem of her lingerie.

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1000 Years in the Making Part 3

The world kept with it's timely rotations, time slowing never in it's continuous pace. With it came change in the world as endless as time itself, and only rarely would it ever stop for anything. Synxirazu noticed it, but only subconsciously. He had...

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Heaven's Tower

"I don't know about this." "Oh, don't be such a baby! It'll be fun! Besides, what would you be doing here otherwise unless you really wanted to? And what would you be doing if you _weren't_ here?" He grumbled some, but smiled and shook his head, mane...

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Quest Reward!

Triti's hands trembled as she reached out, all but spellbound by the sight of the dragon's hefty sack slapping against fenrier's drenched groin with each rutting thrust, and then gently cupped them in her palm. they felt heavy, warm. _potent.

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1000 Years in the Making Part 2

He played their first meeting over and over again in his mind. A year had passed since then. He had been so close then, so close they had touched. He cursed his need for oxygen, wishing he could have held his breath a moment longer. But that one time...

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1000 Years in the Making Part 1

"That's it, keep her tethered!" The voice was merciless and sadistic, speaking words she couldn't understand. She growled and yanked her head back and forth, sending one of the two legged flesh creatures flying. Her reward was a spear in the neck. She...

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Natalia

Prologue I don't know. She always seemed a bit different to me. I guess I should have noticed it a little earlier, but we can't all spot a wasp among the bees the first time over. Well, maybe that's a bit of a brutal comparison, but it's the...

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Nothing Seems Possible

Part I The time... Well, no one really cares much about time anymore these days, do they? Moon up, moon down. That's how everyone does it anymore. Who keeps track of such an inconsequential bit of information like...

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Have You No Shame?

She walked casually into the bar, wrinkling her nose at the smell of smoke and urine. The chairs were bad wood, and the place hadn't been cleaned in years. She smirked and looked around. This would be the perfect place to pick up on her next...

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Gamete Exam

fenrier's lesson without trouble today, his mind clear and focused with his body's urges sated. it'd been three months since the 'lab' and her pregnancy showed noticeably, that pretty orange tummy round with eggs... his eggs.

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