Finally, the day happened. Raven had the entire tower to herself. No possible distractions to be had as she could meditate in isolation without worry of someone interrupting it. Crosslegged, she'd levitate within the room, her eyes closed as she repeated the mantra she's always used as her incantation for battle.
 
"Azrath...Metrion...Zinthos," She drawled out, her gravely voice lisping with deliberate tranquility. "Azrath...Metrion...Zinthos."
 
This was a peace

Amy
Pond: Alien Slave Girl Snuff-O-Gram
Tags:
Doctor
Who, Amy Pond, Bill Potts, Heather, F/F, Oral, F/F/F, Fingering,
Willing, Dominant and Submissive, Roleplay, Dissection, Costume,
Cannibalism, Prostitution, Snuff
Amy
Pond always wanted to be snuffed, so when she reports as a Sexy
Green-Skinned Alien Snuff-O-Gram to Heather's dorm room for her
girlfriend Bill's birthday, she gets exactly what she asked for.
_________
Amy
Pond approached what was definitely a college dorm somewhat
nervously. Sh

Brazilian Butt Tours

If you can ask the right questions, if you know which alley to walk
down, if you can flash just the right amount of cash to get the right
people’s attention without getting your throat cut, then you can
make your wildest dreams come true. There are black markets out there
that provide for the most outlandish request and service the most
bizarre clientele with whatever they wish.

Adrian was on vacation, and was looking for something to spend some
recent success o

“Diana Cavendish, I demand a rematch! Or are you too chicken to face me?”
Amanda O’Neill faced Diana with flinty eyes, smirking to hide her frustration. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she stood cockily before the verdette. Diana, who had been discussing some topic or other with her dormmates (they had been speaking too lowly for Amanda to make it out, but Hanna and Barbara had been giggling an awful lot), arched a single lime green eyebrow in response to the fiery-ha

Steelix and Victreebell withdrew as the victorious Charizard loomed behind their trainers. The huge iron serpent and the poisonous man-eating plant both had a sullen, envious air to them as they slinked away, each resentfully eyeing the draconic victor and its beaming, wiggling trophies.
Jasmine and Erika smiled at their retreating, defeated ace pokémon, bidding the loyal monsters adieu even as the Charizard drew in a deep breath, the flame on its tail swelling as it prepared to expel an

The genius mage Lute was in something of a pickle. Her usual bombastic confidence was like a leaf in the breeze, and her attempt at a smile was twisting and tremulous as she was stared down by Fluorspar Selena, general of Grado. The mature, green-haired woman wore a cool expression as she surveyed the bound, naked, slender violette.
“You are an enemy of the empire. My orders are to make an example of any captive combatants.”
“An example?” said Lute. “P-Praytell&hell

“I want to ask you something.”
“Yes? What is it, Princess?”
Elise, the chambermaid and most trusted lady-in-waiting of the princess, turned to face her charge. She saw a fair face lit up with a rosy blush, and clear blue eyes twinkling with eagerness. Golden locks fell in elegant curls about the lovely, youthful features of the princess, who clasped her hands before the breast of her dress, which hugged a plump, perky, precocious bosom. They were in Princess Luca’s

Kari was blushing self-consciously as she stared down into the surface of the boiling water. Steam wafted into her face, a scalding, humid updraft that deepened the redness of her already flaming cheeks, and bubbles swelled and popped to the accompaniment of a steady hissing noise. The sides of the great black cauldron rumbled as they were shivered by the roiling of the water within it, and even from her raised vantage point, Kari could see the redness of the cauldron’s bottom as the fire

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Krast:
Krast was, so far, somewhere into his fourth drink at this
time. Or was it the fifth? Sixth. He knew he was running out of
fingers to count on, that was for sure. The Krogan had immediately
detoured to the bar right after he'd disembarked along with the rest
of his crew, and was quick to spend his newly earned credits on the
Citadel's wide array of booze. By this point the stoutly built
reptile had already burned at least a day's pay on his drinking.
Still better than being bored.Layla:
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Down
Home Country Meals
(A
HiVE Adventure)
(Staring: Big Macintosh,
Cheerilee and Anna Jane )
Big
McIntosh woke at the un-Faustly hour of 5:30 in the morning. Even
though he had the day off today, he did not go back to sleep.
Instead, he carefully climbed out of bed, being careful not to
disturb Anna Jane. His human wife snorted and let out a tiny laugh in
her sleep. Big Mac looked at the window and saw that it was still
snowing gently. The scheduled snow shower was supposed to last until
mid-m

The
werewolf and the praka
By
Strega
It
was a plump little prakafemme the werewolf happened across in the
woods, and that was just the way he liked them. When big males
happened across the little raccoon ladies in town the response was
often to offer a handful of coins and tilt their head toward a
convenient alley. There, if she were interested, the male would
crouch down until her muzzle was just at the right height. Her bright
little eyes would look up at him cheerfully for a few minutes, s