Going Through Some Changes

"yes, dad", dripped dee with sarcasm.

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Sweet Dee, Chapter 3: Realization

Kit leans in and licks along dee's butt crack as dee moans loudly, trembling in my arms. i start lifting my hips, fucking dee forcefully as she cries out.

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It's Always Time - Chapter Six: The Dark Side's Light

A classic tale of boy loses goo "dee? dee! is that you? what are you doing here?" dee glanced up at the tall, lean blond man threading his way through the crowd. "hello, yves."

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RJ and Dee

dee meanwhile moaned and suddenly woke up. she mewed and stretched awake, not realizing her new size yet.

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Dee's Humiliation

dee's jaw dropped in shock - the sissy fox he punched out much have been important!

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Regrets About Love

Marc humped into dee while dee humped his cock into the warm paw of his friend, whining for release and moaning deeply.

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Sweet Dee Chapter 2: Seperation

dee pokes her head out from behind me, moving a bit closer to kit. kit leans in, eyeing dee carefully as dee trembles a bit, trying to move back behind me. kit turns and looks at jenny. "mistress, can dee come and play with me?" jenny chuckles.

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It's Always Time - Chapter Seven: We End as We Began

And then it'll be your turn, dee..."] > > dee did not look up. "the taste of tears." > > yves hesitated. "dee?" > > after a while, dee whispered, "just go." > > yves left without another word, closing the bathroom door behind him.

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It's Always Time - Chapter Five: Anything That You Can't Break

"fuck me, dee," she implored, straining then buckling as she masturbated, "please, please fuck me, dee. dee, why won't you fuck me?"

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Chapter Four: Weird Science

dee sighed. "call me dee. who are--" "oh hey!" she said, a pitch perfect repeat. "dee. now are you going to tell me how it went or am i going to have to call in the big guns?" dee reached into a jacket pocket.

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Chapter Three: That Wave

"dee," she pled, "don't look at me like that, like i'm some sort of pervert or something ... dee? dee? what are you laughing at? what's so fucking funny?" dee couldn't draw enough breath to answer.

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