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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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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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Cut and Run Ch. 17

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“Help me move?” I asked, confused. Then it hit me. ‘Oh, that’s right, I clean forgot! It’s Moving Day!’ I shouted to myself.

“Forsooth oh silly one. ‘Tis thine day of transport, doth thou not remember?” she giggled coyly as she lifted my hand up to her face, and before I could say or do anything, she managed to get one of my fingers into her mouth.

“UHhhhh, Travesty. Please don’t do that!” I asked, as she started to suck on it. I tried to retrieve my hand as quickly as I dared, but when I pulled back, she took a fierce hold of my wrist to keep my finger in place.

Things went rapidly downhill from there.

“Travesty! Please, NO!” I hissed, worried about getting caught by Jamal. But, she didn’t stop. Instead, she continued to leer at me through her eyebrows, as she slurped away on that finger, obviously trying to get me in the mood. 

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Cut and Run Ch. 15

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Idly looking around at all of the Home Improver sales flyers. I noticed that I had managed to wander into the B.O.B. alley.

I almost laughed, after I spied a couple of human women in Aisle 69. They were trying to not be too obvious about checking out what kinds of Battery-Operated-Boyfriends, that Mamono prefer to use.

I’ll give you a hint- those toys don’t use “D” batteries, they’re often powered with car batteries instead.

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