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Omph

…

Mmph

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Mmm

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Glrp

...

Buooorp

!”

                “Hehe! Thought you could escape the big bad wolf, huh?

Buu



buu



desu



waaa

!”

                “Weak! Weak, weak, weak! All of you Griffin dolls are just a waste of resources!”



                The Griffin Dolls in question, currently being repurposed as a makeshift throne after their crippling defeat, groaned weakly in response. The girls had been woefully

O’raha Runja didn’t even need to finish reading the flyer to know she was in. The Miqo'te gladiator tore the paper from its nail and rushed her way to coliseum, elbowing both merchants and their customers out of the way and nearly trampling a poor Lalafellin shopkeeper in her mad dash. Once inside, the fiery Miqo'te strode up to the registration desk and slammed the flyer down before the attendant. The Midlander looked startled for a moment, but quickly recovered and even flashed a g

    
Soraka cursed herself for not noticing the changes sooner. The transition must have been instantaneous, or at least imperceptible. One moment, she was walking the familiar forest pathways behind her home, enjoying the warm sun beaming down on her. Taking in the warm rays, Soraka closed her eyes and breathed deeply, letting the scents of the wilds and the crisp, cool forest air fill her lungs. When she re-opened her eyes, however, an unfamiliar section of

It
was just the most logical progression, in the end. The catalysts to
the whole thing were simple: Lamb was sick of Ahri, and people on the
internet were all depraved weirdos. All it took was a little bit of
preparation, a pinch of surprise, and one very, very pissed fox. The
next morning, a lovely photo featuring a smelly pile of bones, white
fur, and dung hit the internet, and Lamb watched her bank account
number roll upwards and upwards.
The
snow-furred huntress had considered a solo career

    
Vayne was the first to meet her end. Quite literally, in fact.


    
Always tumbling into danger, lining up the perfect shot and dodging her opponents’ fire. It was a simple matter for Leona to wear down her stamina. Once the former elite agent had been cornered, all it took was one ion-charged shield bash to the face to bring her down. Once the residual charge cleared from

    

The day the light returned was met by celebration by all in the village. For days, they had waited, watching the hills on the horizon for any changes, fear twisting in their stomachs. Then, on the sixth day, a glimmer appeared over the furthest hill. Their champion, Valkyrie Leona, returned from her trials. With her, she brought a wave of soothing sunlight, banishing the darkness of the moon that had hung over the town for days.

    
Syllektis’ sounds of excitement interspersed the tapping of her feet upon the floor and the angry rumbles coming from her belly as she stalked around the room, preparing her feast. Five bound humans sat atop a table, all gagged, tied, and desperately wriggling their way to freedom. Normally, Syllektis would be appalled with herself for resorting to such rude behavior. Capturing, tying up, and shrinking humans was usually far from her usual repertoir

    
The halls were serene, peaceful, empty. It was almost eerie, in a way. A place designed for people, yet so utterly devoid of them. A realm deprived of its only purpose. It was a hollow, mournful sort of emptiness, one that inspired a wistful feeling in anyone who experienced it.


    
Then the bell rang, and that illusion of serenity was instantly shattered. Doors slammed open, a

    
“Uhm, Trist, are you sure about this?”


    
“Of course, I am! This is gonna be a blast!”


    
“Yeah Poppy, don’t worry so much! Someone so purple could never be un-fun!”


    
“B

    
The synthetic-sweet scent of the pale amber lube began to slowly permeate the room as Leona poured it from its little bottle. A glistening stream of ochre liquid flowed smoothly from the open cap of the small bottle, fell a brief distance through the air, and splashed onto Leona’s massive, throbbing girlcock. The slippery liquid made the surface of her cock tingle as it slowly spread over her member, coating in in a glistening amber layer and drippi

    
The port town as bustling as folks from all walks of life hurried about to complete their last-minute preparations and to finish their goodbyes. Once their belongs were squared away, families hugged, drivers paid, and goodbyes exchanged, everyone made their way to one place: the ship. The S.S. Lusatine was magnificent, truly the largest and most likely the most gorgeous star liner ever built. A ship built to sail the stars, expertly crafted for capacity,

    
The inhabitants of planet Irk had all descended into a full-blown panic. The short, green-skinned humanoids all ran to and fro, bumping into one another, tripping, screaming, and scrambling for cover wherever they could. The massive shadow that had begun to loom over Irk continued to grow as its dominant species fled for cover, fearful of the colossal shape that had begun to blot out the light from their star. The shadow of one massive, thin-fingered hand

    
The man in the black suit tugged at his collar.


    
“Ugh, do we really have to dress up so much? This is just an office party, after all.” He asked, clearly annoyed.


    
His companion smiled at him and rolled her eyes, grabbing at his elbow and tugging him onward.

    
Equustra was thrilled when she received the first text from her friend. The two had hardly spoken in ages, and she pored over the message inscribed on her phone’s screen with great enthusiasm. The simple text would turn out to be just a mere catalyst for a very long chain of correspondences between Equustra and her dear, old friend. It wasn’t until nearly a few hundred messages had passed that the two friends decided they just had to meet up a

    
Three in the morning. A time at which most people would be in bed, sleeping the night away with pleasant dreams. Indeed, most of the people in this small, nondescript, suburban town were currently doing just that, snoring away the hours until morning. It would have been a perfectly normal night, just as any other, if not for a lone midnight visitor perched upon the local water tower.


    

    
It was a fantastic day for a hike in the woods, and Boony intended to take full advantage of it. It felt nice to get out of the city o
nce in a while, Boony was rediscovering. The birds were chirping, the gentle sunlight filtered down through the foliage overhead, and the temperature was just right for being out and about. The lovely weather had inspired the intrepid wolf, and he had decided that a night under the stars would be a great wa

    
Finn passed the time by twiddling his thumbs, stealing glances at the ladder attached to the far wall, and trying his best to ignore just how uncomfortable the couch he sat upon was. Marceline had invited him over to “hang out”, though the number of times she had winked at him while delivering the invite seemed to imply more than just hanging out. Jake had apparently caught on too, and had spent the entire ride over to Marceline’s house

    
Maximillian’s house was a flurry of activity. He and his wife hustled and bustled throughout their modest home, dusting shelves, picking up toys, and generally making sure everything was spic-and-span for their upcoming dinner date. Tonight, one of Max’s oldest, closest friends would be coming to visit him and his new family. Arnold, Max’s oldest chum, had decided after high school to go out and live his dreams of traveling the globe, wh

    

It was always nerve-wracking, no matter how many shows he put on. The dazzling spotlight glaring down onto the smooth surface of the stage ahead. The impatient roar of the crowd demanding his presence. The intoxicating scent of expensive oils slathered upon his and the other performers’ bodies. The sharp bite of the waistband of his g-string as it dug into his body and struggled to keep him decent.

The fear

    
Raucous laughter and hearty cheers rang out from the well-lit, cozy looking Ionian tavern. Inside, throngs of cheerful and inebriated Ionians danced and sang in rapturous revelry. They were all gathered in the tavern to celebrate the fall of the shadowed temple that had suddenly appeared in the woods bordering their village. The massive, darkly ornate edifice had seemingly appeared from nowhere, and then seemed to vanish just as quickly! One day it was th

    
It took Boony quite a while to recapture his lost breath. After his encounter on the beach, the only thing the wolf had energy enough to do was flop down on the sand and attempt to recover his strength. Ten beachgoing girls, drunk on his musk, had fed themselves willingly to his ravenous cock, and the raw experience of the event had left Boony completely and utterly drained. The cummified forms of the ten girls still filled his sloshing sack, and its trem

    
It was a yet another beautiful Saturday morning, and in a very uncharacteristic turn of events, Boony wasn’t lazing the day away in bed. Instead, he had felt the call of the warm sun and gentle breeze, and decided that today would be the perfect day for a visit the beach. So instead of going back to bed and napping the day away, Boony rushed through his morning routine, slipped into his brand-new swimsuit, piled his umbrella and towel into the car,

    
It was a yet another beautiful Saturday morning, and in a very uncharacteristic turn of events, Boony wasn’t lazing the day away in bed. Instead, he had felt the call of the warm sun and gentle breeze, and decided that today would be the perfect day for a visit the beach. So instead of going back to bed and napping the day away, Boony rushed through his morning routine, slipped into his brand-new swimsuit, piled his umbrella and towel into the car,