Star Wars/MLP Crossover (rewrite): Chapter I

_The castle ceased crumbling around them, and the blackened crater materialized as the air cleared out the shattered stain-glass windows. The roofless throne room lay exposed to the smoke-filled skies, the fires from the burning cityscape accenting a...

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Clueless chapter 20: You can't tell anyone I'm fat!

Why did I ever think that would be a good idea?!?! Of course a chance to make out with Scott, 'fake-gay' prank or otherwise, was too good to pass up. But it was also too good to be true: no one said anything about him grinding up against my big gay...

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Oh God, Where Art Thou?

                Something about this voice was making me nervous. He was telling us what to do with certain machines, which I mostly had Bolshoi take care of. He was the inventor and mechanic. I had to authorize him through the machine. It had finished...

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The Flawed Creation part 1

The skies were clear as blue crystal around the lush river valley in a clearing a herd of cattle grazed upon the succulent grass peaceful in their daily lunch. That is, until a black shape fell upon them out of the sky. The scream of an old bull went...

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Were-Roscoe - Meet the Weredog Character

You could have been at Sylvia's house celebrating Halloween with all your other friends, but no. Roscoe had to invite you out to one of his "special" trick-or-treats, and now that you're here you're sure it's more trick than treat. How could...

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Happy Birthday, Big Guy [RO]

Happy Birthday, Big Guy A Rocks Off short story By Bunny Hops Koln stumbled into the unlit stairwell of his apartment, barely being able to walk up the steps without his thick, wide shoulders rubbing up against each wall. Light from the street...

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The Scent of Blood

Chapter 2:  The Scent of BloodJune 1, 198822:30 HoursWest Woodburn, Northumberland, North East England    I had less than two hours to catch some rest that night.  My daily schedule put me down for six hours of sleep split across three different breaks...

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"Oh god I am so fucking dead!" - An Anthro Husky Brother on Sister Incest Tale

"oh god..." he moaned as his eyes rolled back in his head and murred all the while. "i cannot tell you how much i wanted to do this sumo!"

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Why You Should Never Fuck Your Sister - A None-Connected Sequel to “Oh God I’m So Fucking Dead!”

"oh god, they're conspiring with each other now! this isn't good!" i whispered to sakura and then sasha asked, "can you open the door please? we really need to talk to you!"

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Lost tapes of Annabelle Hannitt

I got to do something i got... got... mmm...mmm...moooo.... oh god... i look like a cow... and is that... fur?! oh god it is! how much me would be left? would anyone recognise me... oh god will i recognise myself? will i loose my mind?

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At His Whim

oh god. oh god oh god oh god. how the fuck did i wind up here? okay, cat, come on, you can do this. mind's all sorts of hazy, but just need to keep track of things, try and remember back to where things got started. oh god, so full...how does...oh god

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