Training of Thought [Patron Reward]

His plugsuit turned freezing cold, except for pockets of heat in key places. his heart. his stomach. his throat. b-between hhhis l-leegss... he was burning up...

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[SNEAK PEEK] Two Tales of a Lost Morsel

A tight grey plugsuit clung to her fertility-goddess figure. she was sunning herself in a little clearing, her mouth open and panting.

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Two Tales of a Lost Morsel

A tight grey plugsuit clung to her fertility-goddess figure. she was sunning herself in a little clearing, her mouth open and panting.

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