Help please..
please help me with this story [https://docs.google.com/document/d/1mcre57f3rxkhwzvdknav-0tz8wgwhlngflygsd\_2bwm/edit?usp=sharing](https://docs.google.com/document/d/1mcre57f3rxkhwzvdknav-0tz8wgwhlngflygsd_2bwm/edit?usp=sharing) ~chaotic folf
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This story is now a full story, but it will not be done here as it is tedious to adjust from its original format. You can however find the next new chapters in the link below, where the full story will take place. [Mare in the...
The Stereotypes return...
The guy pointed at the person wearing the Fursuit. "you fucking lazy ass furfag, animal fucking, pedophile, molesting furry! Go die in mutha fuckin hell where you belong!" The girl in the fursuit literally sweatdropped as the furry hater continued his...
Let's Speed Things Up Here!
#8 of the gray ranger: unforgiven in which i am poor and please give me money hello, my friends! my dear bagginses and boffins, tooks and brandybucks, grubbs, chubbs, hornblowers, bolgers, bracegirdles and proudfoots!
Dear my lover.
please let me fill in the blank...
Stay with me
But i want to say one last thing before you jumpi will live in misery if you jumpi love you, i need youjust please staystay here with me
To Please...
"i live to please master." the neutered zebracorn pants in pleasure, as that thick organ batters his male pleasure gland; each stroke making more and more juice drip out covering the floor.
Bound To Please
Bound to please myad was a shy and timid white-furred cat with bright blue eyes. he was small in stature, measuring only a little over five feet tall with a lean build.
Pleasing the Owner
Lottle's heart sank as she checked the calendar on her computer, an all-day reminder for her Boss was boldly written at the top, something she had overlooked until today. Her white feathers fluffed up in anxiety as she thought about what to do, hating...
Programmed to Please
He also liked pleasing others, after all.
Pleasing the King
"p-please, kovu... n-no moooreee. please-e-e, let me come... l-let me come, kovu, please... i-i..." "yes, simba?" kovu said, whispering on his ear with the same tune. that tune that was doing its part on kovu's work of driving the king to madness.
Mega Pleased
She did not care so much about that though, as long as she continued to get free meals, she would be mega pleased.