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Anonymous 14/04/29(Tue)18:09 No. 21649 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

Cole woke up to the sound of the interstate and checked his phone.

He remained in bed, laying in the divit of his sunken mattress looking at the shadows his ceiling fan made. How they carved across the popcorn-textured drywall and then bent sharply when they reached the corner where the wall began.

This wasn't his idea of entertainment, but still held his attention, much like watching a fire. Watching the shadows helped his hangover. He tried not to overthink it and let the patterns massage his sore brain.

The feeling that he had somehow misplaced his keys came and then he realized what was missing.

Laurie's friend. What was her name? She had been in bed with him when he had fallen asleep. Becky Something. She was related to someone that he had played football with in highschool. He couldn't really remember their conversation because he had been so drunk at the time and mostly had wanted to pass out at that point.

She made him get up off the sofa and show her his room, though. Once they were in his room, she was all over him.

He remembered mumbling that he had a girlfriend, but that it had no effect. He had been so drunk that all he could really do was follow along.

Becky had on her shirt from work the day before still, a camouflage pattern polo shirt from the tractor supply shopand some jeans. Underneath, she had on a sturdy black and white polka dot bra and a lacy black thong. He had watched propped against the wall as she slipped out of those as well and he saw that she was shaved smooth and tanned while naked.
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Anonymous 14/05/03(Sat)19:47 No. 21674 ID: a3754e

Short and simple, and not what I'm usually into, but I liked it

Sextra Terrestrials- The Geelien's [Goo-girl, loli, absorption/mergin Anime+Lover!nBUK81G80s 12/10/27(Sat)20:44 No. 17537 ID: 5d8438 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

ctrl+f: Geelien the following link for detailed info:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BQfq-cNJXMu_-k7P5aXS92wln1fnu8Ex8Yku68MxtrI/edit

otherwise, enjoy




Chapter Summery: Follow the daily life of a teen Geelien and her family lucky enough to be chosen to visit Merkolova as representatives of their race.

- Merkolova, 2012 (earth year equivalent) -
- 4:43 P.M., Nycalus (Monday), second week of February (2) -

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Chapter 11-1 Anime+Lover!IjAskBW1NY 13/11/12(Tue)03:44 No. 20170 ID: 7c6761

Chapter 11 is done ^_^
it comes in three parts

By the way, in the event that I forget about this thread, 7chan goes down or i somehow can't update this thread, you can find this story on FictionPress, with all the formatting in place: http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3104271/1/Sextra-Terrestrials-The-Geelien-s


Chapter Summery: After a lunchtime chat with her friends and confronting the Nex that started the rumor, Celine finally decides who will be her first girlfriend.


- The next day, Telios (Tuesday) -
- 10:40 A.M, Local School, Cafeteria -

“So, how's your day going so far?” asks Gina.
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Chapter 11-2 Anime+Lover!IjAskBW1NY 13/11/12(Tue)03:46 No. 20171 ID: 7c6761



Chapter Summery: After a chat with her new girlfriend concerning a part of their relationship, Celine gets an unexpected invite from Sakura.


- 2:47 P.M. -
- Kellen residence, living room -

Entering her home, Celine happily declares...

“Mom! Dad! You won't believe what happened at school today!”

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Chapter 11-3 Anime+Lover!IjAskBW1NY 13/11/12(Tue)03:47 No. 20172 ID: 7c6761



Chapter Summery: Already delighted with her own little private Shakra exhibition, Celine gets an opportunity that she never thought she'd get.

Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara! or any related characters that appear in this work of fiction.


Just a few steps from the door to the arena, Celine could hear thunderclaps and walking into the brightly lit, sizable room, the first thing Celine sees is the raised circular fighting arena, it was about four feet high and the current occupants were Amu and Utah, already engaged in their training which Celine was quite excited to have such a close view of the action as she hurries closer to the side of the fighting ring.

Amu was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, while Utah wears a yellow sundress. Each of the fighters wore varying amounts of the protective Void Armor, Amu only wore the chest guard, while Utah, along with the chest protection, wore wrist and shin guards, along with long, black flat containers strapped to her legs that Celine knew contained a limited amount of water Utah could readily use.

Celine quickly saw the reason for Utah's extra protection as the twin-tailed blonde was in close range to Amu as they were briefly trading punches and kicks, though many of them blocked or dodged.
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Dan's mom and her boyfriend Anonymous 13/07/16(Tue)23:13 No. 19383 ID: 225153 [Reply]

I've never told anyone this story before. It's true and I still jack off thinking about it 20 years later.

I was 14 and a freshman in high school. My best friend's name was Dan. It was a Friday in spring and I had plans to sleep over at Dan's house and then go to the renaissance festival the next day. We rode our bikes to his house after school and proceeded to listen to music, order pizza, watch movies, the usual.

Dan's mom came home from work at about six that evening. She was totally hot, but I can't remember her name, but I want to say it was Heather. She was shorter than me and skinny, she couldn't have weighed more than 100 lbs or so. She had blonde hair and small tits, but I was always attracted to flat, thin chicks. She looked young, like maybe she had Dan when she was still young, but I never asked about that. When she came into the kitchen from the garage, we were finishing the pizza. She said "Hey guys," and put her purse and work bag on hte counter. She was wearing a business suit that made her look like Christina Applegate in Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead. She did her thing and we went to the other room to play video games.

Later on around nine, Heather's boyfriend showed up. We were watching a movie and we heard him come in and yell "Heather, it's James!" I remember his name because it was the same as my brother's. They went into the kitchen and were talking and laughing and putting beer in the fridge. They were pretty loud and Dan was getting pissed. He yelled "WE"RE TRYING TO WATCH A MOVIE, JEEZUS!!!" They both yelled back "Sorry!" in unison.

A couple hours later, we were in the kitchen gettind more soda and talking about whatever. Heather came from out of her room in jeans and an oversized t-shirt. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra because her nipples were poking out. I remember wondering why they were so hard because it was actually kind of warm in their house. She asked Dan what we were doing tomorrow and if we wanted to go to the beach with her and James. He told her we had plans, and while they were talking, she was getting more beers out of the fridge for her and James. When she bent over, the neck of that huge shirt gaped open. I got a perfect glance for about three seconds. Her tits were small and perky and her nipples looked like pencil erasers. I had an instant hard-on.

When you're 14, it doesn't take much for your dick to get hard. But when you're 14 and you get a glimpse of nice tits, it will control your life until you "take care of it." That's all there is to it. Looking back, I should have just gone to the bathroom, cranked one out into the toilet, and been done with it. But all I did was think about was my friend's mom's tits and how I could possibly get another peek. We continued to watch m Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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Anonymous 13/07/17(Wed)22:50 No. 19396 ID: 225153

Do you guys read the last page of of books first? Do you need to know how a movie ends before you watch it?

Anonymous 13/07/18(Thu)09:01 No. 19397 ID: e9230c

might like to know what genre of book/movie they're getting themselves into. that said... i enjoyed it.

Anonymous 14/04/24(Thu)18:24 No. 21603 ID: 76da3b

i liked it. no tags kept it surprising, like op was surprised...

The Long View Ed Said 13/09/14(Sat)04:40 No. 19712 ID: a1a3c6 [Reply]

(Loli, Shota, inc., kink, etc.)

I held most of my weight on my elbows, and looked down into her eyes. They stared back up at me, wide, maybe a little scared.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.

She sucked in a quick breath and nodded – her lips parting to let her breathe quick and deep, and she opened her thighs a little wider. My balls had been resting on one of them, and I felt them swing free for a moment before landing against her vulva. As I rolled my hips back to get into position, my cock dragged across her mons, and the soft patch of her pubes ticked the underside of shaft. The sudden stimulation sent a shudder through me, and my member burped out a thick rope of precum that I could feel dripping down her tiny mound and labia.

I lined up for the first thrust, looked deep into her eyes, and thought back to the moment that had lead us here.

Part 1

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John Caker 13/10/22(Tue)08:10 No. 19977 ID: cf9877

keep going, this is f-ing amazing

Rain 13/10/24(Thu)09:24 No. 19986 ID: 63b67a

And I begin the wait eagerly. This is absolutely excellent good sir.

Anonymous 14/04/20(Sun)07:41 No. 21580 ID: 2bb384

op this is taking forever

Two Become One grotto 14/03/03(Mon)10:20 No. 21280 ID: 28d1dc [Reply]

Hey, I'm grotto and here's the current version of Two Become One. I originally wrote this story to be posted on 4chan's /d/. The version posted on Oblimo's site here ( http://oblimo.pbworks.com/w/page/5537707/Two-Become-One ) is from summer 2008, and what appears here has been edited significantly since then. Please enjoy... As always, I have many ideas for the story that I've been nursing for years, but I can't promise new chapters within any reasonable timeframe. I will post them when I write them.



Sara sat on her bed, still not quite able to believe what she was hearing. The person beside her seemed to be a ten-year-old girl, wearing a loose gray t-shirt, short brown hair and a baseball cap. "See, feel me, I'm just like normal, right?" Sara hesitantly reached out her hand and grabbed the girl's wrist. She could feel the bones in her arm, the pulse in her veins.

"Ok, now watch." The girl leaned forward and closed her eyes. In less than a second, gigantic breasts swelled into being on her boyish frame, stretching the fabric of the t-shirt. They were ludicrously large, puffing out into mounds around her areolae - C-cups in their own right - and the nipples were clearly visible, erect, three-quarters of an inch wide. The new breasts jiggled with their own momentum as the girl gently shook them back and forth. "Feel them if you want," she said. Sara reached out a hand and patted the monster on the left. It yielded and swayed around a bit. She began to knead, feeling the soft, warm boob tissue, not any different from her own except for the size. Still disbelieving, Sara reached down and tweaked the prominent, hard nipple. It was a firm nub, yielding a bit to her when squeezed, different from the soft breast tissue. The girl let out a squeak of laughter.

"That's too odd," said Sara. "It's not just boobs," said the girl. For a split second, her body lost all its detail, decohering in a blobby mass. She reformed a second later. Now the girl had deep red hair, tied back in a ponytail, wisps escaping to float in the afternoon sun that came down through the window. Gone were the ludicrous breasts. Her face was vaguely similar to before, but now she seemed to be six or seven years older. The T-shirt and jeans had become a beautiful dark green velvet dress, matching her eyes, cut to expose a hint of pearly cleavage. Although she was hardly recognizable, she had the same playful glint in her eyes.

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grotto 14/03/27(Thu)15:33 No. 21442 ID: e66fa8

I will post in this thread when I have more chapters.

Anonymous 14/04/13(Sun)06:07 No. 21540 ID: c714b9

Ive gotta say, this story is one of the best things ive read on this board in a while. I am extremely eager to read more, and so have a question.

Do you know roughly when you will have an update? I check here every few days in hope, but a specific day would be fantastic. I understand if you are unsure, life gets in the way of plans, especially internet ones.

tSade!O9S.2cqv5k 14/04/18(Fri)08:58 No. 21568 ID: e1353d

If you have a RSS reder (NewsBlur, Feedly, etc), you can use my RSS feed for this thread to see when new changes show up.


Bounty Hunter Fel Nanapriss 14/04/15(Tue)07:55 No. 21549 ID: 58b3b2 [Reply]

Hello everyone, I am looking for a story that use to be on Guro-chan. It was called Bounty Hunter Fel. I am hoping that someone saved this story and can post all the parts to it. Thank You.

Anonymous 14/04/16(Wed)06:52 No. 21553 ID: 27eddb


Nanapriss 14/04/16(Wed)13:06 No. 21555 ID: 58b3b2

my mistake. Changing location.

Faerie Tale Anonymous 13/11/07(Thu)22:25 No. 20128 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

(Miniature f, beast, more if you like)

The world can be a scary place when you're only two feet tall.

Razzly had been lost in the woods for several days, dodging around groups of hunters who were after elk mostly, but probably wouldn't mind hunting her as well if they saw her. Luckily, she was slim and silent and short enough that she stood lower than most men's knees. Her red hair was hidden under a white hood that acted as camouflage in the amount of snow that had piled up.

She crossed the heaps of snow like they were a miniature mountain range, careful to step lightly lest she sink up to her waist or deeper. She was near freezing and getting desperate. Something smelled like civilization nearby and she headed over toward it. Many of the houses and lodges in the woods were either temporarily or permanently abandoned, acting as halfway houses for travelers. Sometimes they left things for the next traveler along, sometimes they cleaned the place out.

She climbed softly over a snow drift and eyed a log cabin that stood against a boulder that jutted out of the snow. It looked as likely a place as any. There were four walls and a roof and there was no light coming from the windows.

Her feet were light and quick as she approached . There was no sound coming from inside and the snow drifts were coming down harder now, so she grabbed a thick twig and jammed it between the door and the frame. She was hoping this was the kind of door that nobody bothered putting a handle on.

Sure enough, with prying force using the twig and her back pushing against it, the door parted just enough for her to squeeze inside before she pulled the twig through and let the door close itself behind her.

Inside the room was a decent size, even for a full sized man if he didn't have much with him. The floor was made of straw on top of wood and somehow that made it feel nicely insulated and warm against her moccasins. This was one of the halfway houses for sure. She could smell how many people had been through here. Maybe three in the last month. Their scent was in the ground and in the walls.
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Anonymous 14/04/09(Wed)08:14 No. 21515 ID: 148077

monthly bump. Moar, OP. Keep it up.
>tfw check every couple weeks and no new posts by OP. ;__;

Anonymous 14/04/10(Thu)02:15 No. 21521 ID: 620eb5

Sorry, I've been crazy busy. If someone's into it, feel free to use this as a prompt.

Anonymous 14/04/11(Fri)05:24 No. 21531 ID: 8f8b4d

As tempted as I personally am to take you up on that, I really enjoy your style. I would love to see you continue, I'm patient.

A collection of Short Stories !JUD7F1CtU. 11/06/14(Tue)18:06 No. 12588 ID: e320fb [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

I decided I may as well share what I write when I decide to write something. Most of it will be Futa on Male but anything with MaleSub in it will be included. Anyway, here's the first one involving a dominant Futa and her apparent bitch.

Call girl - A short story.
Tags: Futa on male, futadom, reluctant

The phone rang.
I don't know why, but there was always this sense of anticipation and dread I have with picking it up. Not knowing who it was and knowing who it could be was almost a game of Russian Roulette I had with myself. Now, it happened almost daily. I picked up the phone Gun to my head - pull the trigger. "Hey there, moll" a feline, scratchy yet appeasingly seductive voice replied, female in nature.
"Uuuuh, hey… Tash." I responded, not unnerved but unhappy. "Parents are gone. Come around" she demanded in a domineering tone. "Uuuhh, look, Tash… I don't know about today, it's not really a good t-" "Come around" she repeated, cutting me off. "Tash, I was just about to say that I don't really want to because I'm really busy, and… you know"
There was a disenchanting silence - shredding any hope of worming my way out.
"No. I don't. Come arooound" she said again, this time with the last word drawn out, as if she sounded wanting, but not desperate. "I know you really, really want to" she claimed, her voice thinning to an innocent tone. She was pulling all the strings for this one. She usually did.
"I just-"
"Come around"
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Anonymous 14/03/30(Sun)05:33 No. 21453 ID: 892d48

Bump. I want to see more. Don't be dead.

Status report !JUD7F1CtU. 14/04/10(Thu)13:52 No. 21528 ID: 587f96

Good news, everyone.
I've written and re-written my long story about 3 or 4 times and I've ended with a draft that I like. The characters have depth and grow, the conversation isn't too dull and the story has direction (and a complication!)
I'm at a point where I'm finally happy with it and I've written about 10 chapters (40,000 words), only the first 2 are at a postable standard but I won't start posting till the story is almost finished. One; because I don't want to leave a full story half way through and two; because I like getting feedback from you guys. I want you guys to choose the ending as much as I choose it. I'll be posting a chapter basically weekly all the way through. Expect to see it being posted up in about 3-4 months or before Also, there will be a few short stories here and there from the perspective of people other than the main character popping up.
It'd be fair to note that the story is inspired by real events, of course in these real events there were no dickgirls. It's heavily inspired by Majalis' Raqueal (which I am eternally in love with) and I use a lot of scenes from my short stories. Basically, if you like the stuff posted here you'll like this story. It's slow, very slow, and deals with the mental anguish the main character has upon realising the girl he is in love with has a penis, as do her closest friends.

The basic plot goes like this:
Two friends who've been gypsying around America with guitars end up in San Francisco and upon their first night there they run into a group of Neo-Hippys who, being great people invite our heroes back to their house. The pair don't realise any of them have dicks until they've gotten to know them and had sexual encounters with them because these bitches are crafty. After a few days it behind making itself clear and our heroes flake off and are like lol no fuck that. Then they each go back in secret, driven by curiosity and desire hiding itself in fear. When they both realise they're going back they have a long talk and come to the conclusion that 'they don't mind' as long as they're still girls.
Over time the girls' actions little by little get more and more dominant until finally, after gender bender house party and with the help of strange drugs they give in completely. From this point the protagonist has a serious identity crisis and several love interests, all of whom either pale in comparison to this 'girl', scared off by this 'girl' or taken over by this girl.
The girls also, spending time with our heroes realise what the really want from a partner. There is love, there is loss, there are drugs and there is lots of sex.

I'm getting to a point where I'm happy with it and I'm excited to show it to you guys.

!JUD7F1CtU. 14/04/10(Thu)14:29 No. 21529 ID: 587f96

Oh also, thank you. This is very flattering.
If you want some advice read on, if not, skip to the end.

Short sentences are good only sometimes and for situations where you want to make sure it sounds final or that there is no other option. I like using long sentences because then you can place more imagery and there is more space for transition words - these can give a good sense of who is doing the controlling and who is doing the obeying.

>"Down" she bid me, and I was on the floor on my knees. She was harsher than usual. This was not going to be easy. Then I saw a mischievous light in her eyes. She stood up. "Put your arms under the cushion."
Could become
>"Down" she bid me, and I was on the floor on my knees. She was harsher than usual so I could tell that this was not going to be easy. I saw a mischievous light in her eyes as she stood up. "Put your arms under the cushion."
Which also flows a little better. Lots of short sentences usually make it so that there is a "Then she... Then I... I did... She then... etc" which sounds a little like a shopping list. Try to mix it up a bit. Short sentences are great for things like
"She came." or "My hands were stuck." or something else. It implies finality or a lack of options, especially in dob/sub elit.

Descriptions, man. There are some details which I think are better left as open as possible, descriptions of the protagonist I like to leave as open as possible to allow the reader to insert themselves in there as easily as possible but sometimes descriptions are really important.
>Her tall, slender figure, perfectly shaped legs leading to the cutest and roundest butt you could imagine, a waist so delicate that you would be scared to grab harshly lest you break it… Her hands were as if made up of millions of tiny, white, radiant butterflies. She always has a captivating smile on her face, and you could spend a lifetime looking deep into her dark blue eyes and die a happy man.

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Rent-A-Daughter (Mg, ped, cons, 1st, cosplay, slow) AnonyMPC 11/09/10(Sat)00:32 No. 13668 ID: a609fb [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

The last of my 4 completed stories before I go into hibernation to complete My Private Camwhore 4, is Rent-A-Daughter. Be warned it's a bit slower in pace compared to my other stories, and with very limited actual sex. I'll also be doing a slower posting pace than before because it still needs more editing than the other ones did, but I just hope starting the posting will light a fire under me to edit more.

Rent-A-Daughter by AnonyMPC (Mg, ped, cons, 1st, cosplay, slow)

Chapter One:
It was the biggest moral lapse in my life and yet, at the same time, one of the most fulfilling experiences I’ve ever had. It made me a criminal, but more importantly, it made me a father… at least, sort of.

The day I got a daughter seemed like any ordinary day at first. I was working a little extra, by choice, in my home office, which was the second bedroom of my two-bedroom apartment. I worked from home, making a decent living at a job that let me set my own hours. I considered it a great job, about the only good thing I had going for me.

I’m not making excuses, but when this happened, it was a pretty low period in my life.

I was unhappy, and had been for a while. I knew something big was missing from my life. Most obviously, I was lonely. I hadn’t had a date in three years, and a girlfriend since I got out of college, six years ago. My dating life, when it was active, was not very notable either… my last girlfriend cheated on me and it pretty much wrecked me, making me too shy to try again. I guess subconsciously I didn’t want to let somebody get close enough to hurt me.

I wasn’t just romantically isolated either. I didn’t have many friends aside from the distant, more-or-less anonymous types you make on Internet fan-boards. My parents were both dead, my dad of a heart attack when I was eighteen , and my Mom eight years ago, while I was still in college. Both hit me hard, but I knew my Dad wasn’t healthy. Mom’s death was so sudden and senseless. She was murdered in a robbery by a meth head, who was later killed by police. In the comics this would have made me into a grim vigilante, patrolling the streets looking for justice, but in reality, the whole event just left a hole that my ambition slowly drained out of. It was a wonder I was hired at all when I got out of school, but I had good marks and my company had an aggressive recruiter.

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Anonymous 14/04/09(Wed)07:59 No. 21514 ID: b43944


I have never read anything like this before, and I doubt i ever will again... But, wow... This is truly a brilliant story, I'm not usually into this stuff, and randomly clicked on this on a whim... But I can truly say that I fully enjoyed it, the narrative was amazing, the pace was perfect and it was pretty heart-wrenching when she left... And then it was a brilliant ending that gives closure, I would have hated this to have ended on a cliffhanger... I haven't been able to get it out of my mind for some reason since i first read it 3 days ago... For some reason it really hit me... I dont know why, i'm not anything like this, and I never really even associate myself with 7Chan, leave alone this part of it... So you have truly written a masterpiece here...

I commend you sir, on a truly great story...

Anonymous 14/04/10(Thu)07:59 No. 21525 ID: 7f5ddb

WTF man!

I have never, ever commented on an imageboard before, but this story just forced me to.

This was excellent, I'll save this on a txt.

You're an awesome writer.

Anonymous 14/04/10(Thu)10:31 No. 21527 ID: e04f9a

Have to agree, amazing story, even learned something about myself and why I tend to go for broken women. It wasn't like something that the characters are like, just a scene when I pictured it, it hit me and I understood why I go for those women.

Phantom Limb Dede 14/02/19(Wed)01:28 No. 21166 ID: 620eb5 [Reply]

There was rain the entire train ride and even during the cab ride to the manor. Carolyn was aware of the foreboding atmosphere and maintained an equal appreciation for the phenomena and also a distance from the superstition surrounding chasing omens. This was to be a new start and she was successfully a youth again.

She had essentially stepped into the life of an orphaned heiress, age 17. Her new name was Carolyn Barclay and she had inherited an import export empire from her family when all other heirs died simultaneously in a business plane crash.

She became the figurehead of the company and collected profits while the board of directors ran her family business for her. That was when she was ripe for the picking.

Stepping into a youthful woman's body was an ecstatic sensation. Her skin was clear and smooth with a milky sheen interrupted by a red glow on her cheeks and chest. Her hair was like spun gold, hanging in layers between her shoulders. She stood only five feet and three inches and was just over a hundred pounds.

Had she ever looked so good in the past?

Not nearly.

She had a king size canopy bed now and a room with a 16 foot vaulted ceiling. The master suite was her sanctuary. She examined her new body eagerly in the full length bedroom mirror. What was this? A woman grown and no budding garden patch?

She felt the supple and smooth patch and couldn't believe how firm her mound was, and how anxiously yielding. Even at a slight touch, she became excited and her thoughts drifted to unseemly places.
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The+Other+Rick 14/03/22(Sat)08:07 No. 21396 ID: 9c3ca9

Holy shit deed, you should REALLY continue this story. It looks like it can be very fun.

Anonymous 14/03/22(Sat)13:20 No. 21397 ID: 3d7113

I approve.

Anonymous 14/04/09(Wed)21:12 No. 21519 ID: 57edd4

Love it!

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