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Drag Me To Hell 2- The Judge of the Dead

20 votes, average: 4.50 out of 520 votes, average: 4.50 out of 520 votes, average: 4.50 out of 520 votes, average: 4.50 out of 520 votes, average: 4.50 out of 5 (20 votes) (4.50)

“Dude, seriously?” Serafine asks, standing up and holding out her paw as it drips with the sticky evidence of your nighttime emission. “I do the nice thing and let you sleep with me on the furs and you gotta go and have a wet dream all over my hand?” You find that you can’t say … Continue reading Drag Me To Hell 2- The Judge of the Dead

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Late Getting Home

23 votes, average: 4.35 out of 523 votes, average: 4.35 out of 523 votes, average: 4.35 out of 523 votes, average: 4.35 out of 523 votes, average: 4.35 out of 5 (23 votes) (4.35)

What a day. Today was super busy at work so I’m running late getting home. Doesn’t help that I forgot to call my wife until pretty much just now. It also so happens that my phone is dead, so I’m sure she was trying to call me the whole time. She’s not going to be happy when I get home.

I pull up to our place and step out into the brisk night. I take one last deep breath before walking in.

“Where the hell have you been?” an annoyed sounding voice asks right as I step in. In the entry way, with her paws on her hips, was my Hellhound wife.

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Holding Hands

10 votes, average: 2.30 out of 510 votes, average: 2.30 out of 510 votes, average: 2.30 out of 510 votes, average: 2.30 out of 510 votes, average: 2.30 out of 5 (10 votes) (2.30)

The rod of steel was stopped inches from Kazumi’s head before it could enter her brain. Kazumi’s paw was locked around the middle of the blade, and she wasn’t even bleeding. The knight landed on her heels in front of the eight-foot tall beauty, struggling to make her sword move an inch. She couldn’t. Kazumi’s grip on the blade tightened, and then she simply twisted her paw around. The blade shattered into pieces, leaving the empty hilt in the knight’s hand.

The knight gaped at the part of her sword in her hand, her face a picture of shock and awe. She then raised her eyes to Kazumi’s face, and screamed in frustration. She swung the useless hilt at Kazumi’s side, but it was intercepted with a powerful paw gripping her wrist. She turned the knight’s arm around, bringing it behind her back, and grabbed her throat with the other paw in a death grip.

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