An Otter Fetish Club

The society of this city was split into guilds and tsumi thought it meant he was part of the administrator's guild. smiling and looking over the medallion curiously tsumi couldn't help but giggle a little bit.

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Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams © tsumi moogle '10 tsumi © his owner. russet © his owner. "g'night dad, kupo!" tsumi called, smiling as he padded down the hall from the bathroom, his father's dopey reply greeting his ears a few moments later.

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The Hangover Remedy

Mog put his paws on tsumi's thighs and tried to push away, but the alcohol fatigued muscles in his arms were no match, and he was soon eye-to-tip with tsumi's cock. "mmmnh!" tsumi moaned as his shaft expanded around mog's muzzle. "oh yeah~!

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A Date with Mr. Chu

Eventually, tsumi bit his lip and nodded slowly, gulping softly. 'it.. it might be, kupo.' tsumi admitted, earning a chuckle and another scruffle of the 'chu's broad mitt-like paw. 'it's alright, tsumi. i know.' freaky said, smirking lightly.

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Bathroom Break

Within, tsumi's eyes wrung tightly shut against the impossible sight.

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Mess with the Beal

>:t mess with the beal © tsumi moogle '12 characters © themselves.

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Meeting the Family

A gift story for my friend twinburner who plays julius, tsumi's older brother, among several other characters.

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On the Grape-Vine

© tsumi moogle '12 characters © themselves. the path had certainly changed, in those past months.

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Lost and Found

'mmnhh.. get comfy then, tsumi. i'm sure someone'll be along looking for you soon.

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Clinic

tsumi's first experience of a public clinic is a shocking eye-opener for the mog as he meets the most extraordinary client. clinic. © tsumi moogle '09. tsumi © his player. kyre © himself. eyes roaming over his cubicle, tsumi smiled.

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Meet, Greet and Eat.

© tsumi moogle '11 characters © themselves 'what's the tiiiime, mister wolf?'

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Stablework

tsumi leant down and nuzzled against him, nipping his beak against his thick braid and tugging his head down, "ah, erf tsumi stop i..."

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