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Goth
Views: 1,840
Secret bedroom
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Mother of all psychics
Views: 3,470
The Seven
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Sunny
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The Vore List
Views: 5,818
Kaen
Views: 5,626
GTS SUMO
Views: 12,095
Job to care
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Super Short Stories
Views: 8,712
Kakegurui
Views: 4,559
Hairdini
Views: 5,069
Commissions
Views: 20,103
Miroslava
Views: 4,680
Sex change series
Views: 5,806
Sexual Predators
Views: 9,270
Hungry series
Views: 7,922
Life series
Views: 7,407
Eiken
Views: 5,644
Kinga Rozpunka
Views: 8,841
Kiss
Views: 5,990
No Limbs...
Views: 12,375
Alexandra
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Making it work
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Samantha
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50 word stories
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A son's worst
Views: 10,994
Hilde
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Three Strikes rule
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Eva Deva
Views: 9,652
One Lunch Woman
Views: 8,797
Faith the Centaur
Views: 10,248
Mizuki
Views: 15,111
The Hair under the cap series
Views: 5,468
A seat at the bar Cassy adjusted the straps of her black apron, fingers nervously fiddling with a loose thread as she leaned against the bar counter. It was a slow night, the kind where the jukebox hummed out a lazy tune, and the soft clink of glasses was the only competition it had. Not that anyone was drinking from them. The woman in her early 30’s kept alternating between glasses with her rag. Desperately trying
A seat at the bar
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Is this seat taken The evening light reflected on the bus windows like amber honey, diffused and heavy in the stagnant air of a day just past its prime. I always loved this hour. The hush of commuters, the low rumble of the bus engine beneath me, and the faint crackle of worn leather seats trying to bear the load of my abundance. It was a kind of solace, really, being cradled by something so steady when the world often struggled to accommodate a woman of
Is this seat taken
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Gaining girlfriend meets the parents “Red or white Sandra?” said Derek from the basement. Derek and Sandra Goodburn were preparing a feast for their son and his new girlfriend. It would be the first time they have met the fab
Gaining girlfriend meets the parents
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Spoilt The kitchen smelled of rosemary and garlic, a symphony of rich spices steadily saturating the air. Greg stood on his tiptoes, straining every sinew in his tiny frame while reaching for the pots perched tauntingly high on the kitchen's topmost shelf. This wasn’t Greg’s own kitchen, for the simple reason that the
Spoilt
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Cup of Coco The air was sharp and frosted with the crisp bite of winter’s chill, its icy fingers weaving tendrils around the glow of the streetlamps. Snowflakes cascaded in an unhurried waltz from the heavens, blanketing the world in a silent, pristine stillness. Bill tugged his scarf higher, his breath clouding in the air as he trudged up the path . The ma
Cup of Coco
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The Present that keeps on giving Johnny wiped his clammy palms against the denim of his jeans, the warmth of the flat nearly suffocating as he stared down at the cold streets below. While his boiler was working overtime to keep his abode warm, winter was in full swing this Christmas. Though the festivities were doing little to calm his nerves. His heart beat erratically, hammering a rhythm that could have rivall
The Present that keeps on giving
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Teasing Tresses The quaint café was tucked down a cobblestoned alley, shielded from the murmurs of the bustling city. Its window boxes overflowed with flowers, their petals spilling over the edges like a syrupy springtime daydream. Inside, the atmosphere was warm and inviting, all earthy tones of mahogany and burnt sienna, with the occasional pop of teal cushions on the booths. The ambie
Teasing Tresses
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Wash your troubles away Greg didn’t think it was possible to be depressed at a spa. Considering how much money it was, he should be enjoying himself. It was an authentic mountain spring. The sky twinkled with star, which he occasionally made out through the steam. The rocky floor was warm against his bare feet. And the pool was relaxing to the point where he thoug
Wash your troubles away
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Proof is in the Puddin Quarantined succubus Audio log 23 . The flu season is at an all time high. Despite it being summer break, all my “friends” are locked up in home. Either with the virus or trying to avoid it. My hopes of leading
Proof is in the Puddin
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Smothering smooches
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Lubed up Eddie stared out at the sand covered beach with pent up frustration. This was his first college trip, which had built up way too much in his head. Studying geography, he had expected to go abroad. To scale down mountain faces or explore forbidden caves. Instead, he got the local beach. Wearing a pair of swimming trunks and holding a clipboard while his classmates bickered over equipment. It was exactly the sort of atmosphere that was no better t
Lubed up
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S or M? Laura stepped out the taxi with an adjustment of her skirt and hair. Despite returning home from college, she felt an extra need to present herself. Her blonde hair was done up in pigtails and her knee length dress was smoothed out by her delicately small hands. The reason she was so apprehensive was due to what nestled between her legs. Being the only girl she knew with a penis was no easy thing. Her mother Pam had warned her that she would feel
S or M?
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“Sorry I bumped into you” “Sorry I bumped into you” were the words that had just left Sam’s mouth. They came out of his mouth as easily as every other apology. Apologies said with the sincerity of an amateur Shakespearian actor. The boy had only just left the safety net that was education and was now in the jungle of office cubicles. Wearing a suit slightly too big
Sorry I bumped into you
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Job for the Summer Tim wiped his brow of sweat as he brought the lawnmower to a halt. The young lad was trying to earn some cash during the summer break. However despite leaving school, he did not have the best grades or work ethic. He would get too easily distracted and forget about whatever tasks were given to him. There was only one person whose words remaine
Job for the Summer
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Madagascar Masseuse “I thought…Madagascar…didn’t have…mountains!” wheezed Alicia as she continued her hike. The rocky mountains weren’t exactly treacherous, but Alicia was used to getting to her spas by car or stair case. Alicia prided herself on reviewing spas and clinics all around the world. She had been stepped on, twisted and pinched in ways she would rather forget. Sunk in mud and oils with names longer
Madagascar Masseuse
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Mom! Stop destroying! Breast smothering “Adam Gigantea” said a voice from beyond the door. Hearing his full named caused a sigh to leave the boy. He was currently sat outside the classroom of Miss Penny. The boy wasn’t in trouble, because this wasn’t even his school. It was a potential school. The boy admittedly liked the look of the school. Lots of children playing in the
Mom! Stop destroying!
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