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Wildfyre Fightknees hung lavishly from her suspension cables in her expensive office. She was reading a book. It was about rockets and she was PISSED. It was her life's work as an astro scientist to make science sexy. This was not sexy. This was a bore. But she wasn't. She was a BOAR. Nobody was fucking in these pages. All four of her nipples perked irately. How could they do this to her legacy?

She backflipped out of her hooks to stand, on the ground, down to earth, because what would not stand was this injustice. It was time to FUCK UPP NASA.

She walked next door to get there. The whole building looked expensive but boring. They were getting too soft. Soft like the dicks of the fools she would break beneath her feet, which were not hooves becacuse they need to be in stiletto heels.

She opened the door, giggling, but in a strong way, and went to the receptionist. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" said Katniss. (Katniss is Wildfyre's friend. She was a cat. SHIPPING? ;))

"Youre worst enemy," blinked the squirrel receotions vapidly. She was reading reading a gamefaqs magazine even though Wildfyre knew she just read them to impress the bois. Her name was Francisca and she was a fake nerd.

"You don't LIKE violence, Francisca. What is your gamer tag?"

"Go fuk urself wildfire" said Francescas eyes which rolled in their sockets. She pointed to her laptop which said "certified game" by mary mouse.

"IDIOT!" yelled Wildfyre. "This says YOU ARE A GAME not a GAMER!"

Francesca died of embarrassment erotically. It was a beautiful kill. Wyldefire stole the password from her laptop by hacking and then got the security code for the elevator. Katniss had to go home because her government was in trouble.

"this doesn't mean were even" winked wildfire to Katniss and Katniss said "yeah I owe WAY many more things" but like smoke she was gone.

Wyldfyre's orbs bobbed planetarily in the elevator and she popped a squat and made her plan. Once the door opened she rushed into the lobby, tusks ablazing.

"u hav got to to be shatting me" Francesca bellowed. THE ENTIRE SCIENCE OFFICE WAS A SINGLE TAUR WITH A THOUSAND ARMS AND LAGS and there were all nerds. Franciscas juices boiled in rage.

"WHAT ARE U AND HOW DID YOU MAKE THE FUTURE OF SCIENCE SEXLESS?" roars Wyldfire.

"Sex is just an obsolete construct you rube" said the mouths of the taur. "We are going to upload everybody to the cloud and create a non-erotic utopia and everybody will be safe again. This is the only way."

"No u must remamber your membder." She brandished her whip. It cracked like lightning but also like a frozen tree branch breaking because it had cryotech too. "THIS. IS. EMPOWERMENT!" She backflipped into the air and landed onto one of his cocks to ride the taur. He whimpered like a cuck as she crunched him with her thighs, which were so strong they eached looked like a Adonis. All of it was so exotic.

"I learned my lesson but I have to die." blubbered the taur.

"The good one always do. AND I'M A REAL BITCH." spat Wyldepyre. She scraped her stiletto boot against the carpet and sighed. "But how am I to clean up this mess?"

A handsome wolf walked into the floor who worked for the government. He was impressed but also sad for her. "You saved science but you made the biggest mess. "

Wildfyre fell to the ground, sobbing. "I'm a monster but I am who I am. Maybe if I just had... somebody to love?"

"Will you marry me wildfire" said Wolf O'donnel.

"Hell no. But we can breed till we bleed because that's all we know how to do."

"I love you" wolf odonnel sighed.

"I don't know how to love. Love is for the weak."

"My knot can heal u," said wold odonnel.

So they did. He smelled liked musk. They were on the floor and then the countertops. When his knot came in her he howled and she groaned, feeling his puppy batter squelch the insides of her.

When they were done they smoked.

"I'm so happy to be through with this place," said wolf.

"me too," said wydlfyre. "We are mates now."

END?