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Mors Funebris Ch. 2 P 8

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“I am Princess Romilia Smith de’ Cor’Meum. Daughter to the Queen of Hearts, Misrelda de’ Cor’dibus and the Human, Eric Smith… of the place called Earth.” 

“Earth!” Arawn gasped quietly in surprise, as did many of the surrounding Mamono courtiers.
‘A descendant of a denizen from one of the Earth-Shadows? This is decidedly most intriguing! I wonder how he managed to get here!? (1)’

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Cut and Run Ch. 23

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“I noticed that you growled slightly just now.” She observed, “Care to tell me why?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. I looked back at her and sighed again.
“It just gets my goat.” I replied with a shake of my head.
“What does?”
“The assholes. The jokers who thinks it’s funny to corrupt a Unicorn into a Bicorn.” I sighed. “I mean c’mon. Unicorns are Mamono already, why do so many dipshits feel the need to turn one of them into a sex fiend?” I asked grumpily.

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Mors Funebris Ch. 2 P 7

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“She may very well might.” Tia replied testily, barely holding onto her anger. “Why did you leave your nurse behind like that, and what are you doing?” she demanded, shaking slightly. Arawn finally turned and looked at her.
“I left her because of the cat.” He replied, and said nothing more as if this explained everything.
“What cat?” she asked finally. He looked at her with furrowed brows.
“That cat.” He stated as he lifted up his good hand, and pointed at,…nothing.

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Smut and Chum

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“Luke, I’ve got a problem.” He says instead. I raise my eyebrows.

“What exactly?”

“Remember back in episode fifteen, you made a snide ass remark concerning the Oomukade?” He mentioned. I screw up my face in thought for a few seconds, and then it hits me.

“Oh yeah! I think so,” I reply, “Something about them creeping me out, or some such.” I finish, as I repress a shudder at the thought of one of them. Yeah, they really do creep my tail out.

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Mors Funebris Ch. 2 P 6

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The Dragon then returned her attention back to Arawn.

“You!” she shouted angrily. “Do not think to soil me with your touch again Human!” she railed at him. But Arawn’s attention wasn’t on the outraged Dragon, instead it was still fixated on Jenny’s current actions.
She reached up and with a twist, removed the now useless cannon from her chest. Then she casually cast it aside. As he watched, Arawn noted that her chest-armor automatically began to cover the hole within seconds.

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Cut and Run Ch. 21

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It’s been an interesting few weeks since my Old Man came back from his vacation in the Dragon Realm. This is partly due to the ‘souvenir’ that he picked up on his trip: He became one of the rarest forms of Incubus in existence: A Cambion. Which, when you get down to it, is one of the more unusual sexually transmittable conditions a person can pick up on holiday.

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Mors Funebris Ch. 2 P 5

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“OOoooohhh.” Tia moaned softly, as she closed all of her eyes when she rubbed those pliant regions between her major and minor labia. Shifting that wand over to one fist, she then reached up with her free arm and began to stroke her belly fur with a spread hand. There, she deliberately petted against the grain of her fur, eagerly enjoying the sensation of forcing her fur backwards. Why? Because, it always made her feel ‘naughty’.

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Cut and Run Ch. 20

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Unfortunately, my Dad’s old pants didn’t quite fit the new and improved him. They were really meant for a paunchy old dude, not some young buck who was ripped six ways to Sunday. But we made do.

Eventually, we, or perhaps I should say, Pirin, led him to the living room area, and had him sit down. Of which he just ambled along pleasantly following her, scoping out her ass and tail the entire time. She grinned when she noticed his attention.

For the first time that I could ever recall, not once was he trumping or griping about every little annoyance.

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