Drone Stone

Drone stone by lurker16 the sphere holds your attention. it shines under the warehouse lights, as black as the cubicle around you. your muzzle reflects across its surface. it is heavier than you expect, with consistency twice tougher than dough.

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Sun Exposure

Uploading my backlog ^^ **sun exposure** **by lurker16** "snow cone?" kitch smiled at the two passer-bys, pointing to the sign beside his cart. "trust me, when you're as hot as this there's _snow_ other option."

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Bro for Show | Part 2: Star of the Show

This is part 2 of a collaboration i did with my talented friend lurker16.

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Milky Way

**milky way** by lurker16 alec lay in the valley and considered the sky. constellations flickered, desperate to leave their mark on the canvas of the universe. his copper belly shimmered in imitation. he held two fingers in his mouth.

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Bro for Show | Part 1: Zebros

Bro for Show Part 1: Zebros _2:39 AM_. Calvin stared at the alarm clock, eyes raw with exhaustion. For the fourth hour in a row, his cock pulsed at mast, slick with the knowledge of what was about to happen. He listened to the slow, deep breaths...

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Balls to the Wall

**Balls to the Wall** For Vince, underperforming was infuriating. It did not matter how, where, or why, but failing to meet his own self-expectations pricked him in an area he did not like to be pricked. Today was no exception. '_I...

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Mounting Pressure

## mounting pressure by lurker16 a big fat d. clyde scowled at the email on his phone. the sender seemed legit. the address checked out with previous emails from college. so how could has grade have dropped so dramatically?

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A Drago-night to Remember

A Drago-night to Remember _by Lurker16_ Dragonite nudged Ben forward with his gut, from a gravel path to the greenery surrounding the lake. The hike had been treacherous, but he urged him onwards hand-in-paw, even going so far as to hoist him atop...

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Passage

Passage Cock and quiet. There were few things Bucephalus asked of the world. These things were even fewer in number than those he had come to expect. When waking in the morning, for instance, he expected his head to remain attached to his body. He...

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Rainstorm

Rainstorm "Girls, I'm home!" Rain clicked the door behind him, shaking away the cold of the outside. His auburn fur glistened with, as luck would have it, rain. The pitter-patter of feet raced towards him. This was a game they liked playing with...

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Second Helping

**Second Helping** "I said _no_! Go lay down, boy." Michael waved his fork, trying to sound as menacing as possible. Still, the dog sat there: drool dripping from his maw and eyes locked to the plate on his lap. Every day Michael put up with this....

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