Hello! This is Keeper's domain, where cringe is dead and I strive to realize your fantasies... for a price. Enjoy your stay, and I do hope you come to appreciate my work. Or just to chat.
Everyone needs a nice place to rest when their belly's full, after all.~
Or after being someone's meal. Prey rights, wohoo.
I also have absolutely no idea how to edit my profile to make it look tidy and neat, so... I hope you can stand it the way it is! c:
Poppy was sleeping.
Tail curled up against her, laying in the ground, not unlike a tubby cat after too many meals.
Her last meals, however, were stuck in their latex prisons with two smiley faces drawn on each jizz balloon. Balls still growling as they churned out the last bits of bones Poppy was too impatient to actually wait to digest before jizzing out her daughters, a dribble of pre making a sizeable pool right unde
Poppy's not a good mom.
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