Fall of Streak

dirtbag shot him a dark smile and turned around, he pressed a button on the wall. a few walls lift up immediately and showing dirtbag's collection inside. he looked over them and frowned."

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The Adventures of Streak - Season 1 - #7 (Adult)

I turned around and ran towards the two, hoping this would hurt dirtbag more than bedrock. "stop!" yelled dirtbag, now in humanoid form as he turned towards me.

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#1 Streak vs. Dirtbag

I turned around and ran towards dirtbag, hoping this would hurt him more than bedrock. "stop!" yelled dirtbag towards me.

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The Final Story of Streak

"no, i don't think so, sir dirtbag." he said in his smug, posh british accent. he brought his own paw up to caress my arousal through the thin fabric. "ooooh, doesn't look too good for you, streaky!" said dirtbag.

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Return of Streak

Said dirtbag. he laughed, and so did deception. "i have to admit," continued dirtbag. "you're a pretty good lookin' one..." he looked my lithe body up and down, admiring my form inside the skimpy costume.

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Streak, Season 1, #1, Origin of Streak

I screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as dirtbag assaulted my prostate until i was suddenly silenced by dirtbag's face shoving into my own, a deep kiss filling my mouth with the bitter slimy substance, trying not to gag.

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The Adventures of Streak - Season 1 - #4 (Adult)

We're not gonna kill you, streaky..." said dirtbag as he continued his molestation of my shivering behind. "we're just gonna completely ruin you."

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The Adventures of Streak - Season 1 - #5 (Adult)

"he wants us to put him in his place," scoffed dirtbag. "just look at him." indeed, my eyes were rolled back, tongue hanging as bursts of pleasure shot up my spine with each pump of dirtbag's tendril. my chest heaved as my pulse quickened.

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