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The rotting breath and slimy saliva of the zombified woman kissing me and the cold undead pussy riding me should have disgusted me, but I'd never felt so alive. I don't know if it was that strange potion the witch fed me or some raw animal instinct, but I didn't care, the decrepit corpse women were like heaven to me. All I could do was please them and be pleased in return. I felt a brief disappointment when the zombie at my mouth pulled her face away, but it was replaced by a further ecstasy when she roughly shoved her sodden pussy onto my face. I couldn't help myself, I licked fervently like a man possessed. Her juices tasted of rot and

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Possible, but unlikely then. A shame. I guess? Not that it matters. Of all places I am absolutely, positively not going to be losing my virginity here! That's just! I would never live that down! It's too weird! Right? And to a stranger of all things! There was a romantic idea, one she had read about and watched, the sort of thing found in books or manga or shows or movies. One dated. Engaged romantically. It took a long time and then something special happened between two people who knew each other really well. That was the proper way to do it. If she could choose then that was how she would do it. The romantic aspect alone made her year

Could use a few more partners maybe, so bumping....

Guilty. I'm a whore for doodles, and the good ones get to be tattoos! The next poster doesn't drink enough water

There we go, Dally attempts an escalation and work wombo combo! Whether he regrets it or not remains to be seen. : p

"Oh, come on, you have got to be messing with me now..." Evi wasn't just playing the part of a cat due to her ears and tail, she almost seemed to actually be a cat. Predatory creatures who knew how to play with their food when they set their sights in something, and now Dalton had inadvertently done that. On the other hand... It was fun to see! If she was a sign of what animal-like people could be going forward, then life truly would never be the same. Still, it was difficult to tell if she was either truly new to all of this or- No, wait, the way her tail flicked... No, she was just messing with him! He should have seen it coming, given how

Guilty. I've watched Avatar: The Last Airbender maybe a half-a-dozen times all the way through, and it is a perfect series (except that Zuko and Katara are obviously meant to be together *grumble grumble*). The next poster regularly writes notes or draws directly on their skin.

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Guilty. Just one, Armor by John Steakley. Next poster has a favorite Nickelodeon show they watch for comfort.

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@Reasoned and everyone else... the new challenge is posted!

THE CHALLENGE Set your scene in a fantasy world - high fantasy, sword & sorcery, elves, goblins, rogues, warriors, succubi, whatever your lewd little heart desires! Deadline Midnight (EST) , 12 July 2025 Limits 1 entry per person no strict word limit, but please try to keep it around 2,000 words- remember, everyone has to read these to vote Prizes 1st Place: 4,000 EcchiCredits 2nd Place: 2,000 EcchiCredits 3rd Place: 1,000 EcchiCredits

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The room was small, soft-lit, and smelled faintly of sandalwood and expensive soap. A bottle of water sat unopened on the nightstand, beads of condensation dripping slowly down its sides. The bed was large, the sheets cream-colored and crisp, folded into a triangle at the corner like this was just any hotel. But it wasn’t. This wasn’t any night, and this wasn’t just any room. Ava crossed one long leg over the other and smoothed her dress, a slinky, low-cut black number she couldn’t afford when she bought it. But tonight felt like the right night to risk looking worth the trouble. Her heels dangled off one toe and she flipped then back up

Pull the box out from under my bed and offer a plug to complete the circle (I can leave the toy box in the middle for anyone else; it's all clean)

The wind spoke in whistles over the glass plains, dragging long silver reeds into gentle bows as it passed. Light shimmered across the crystalline surface of the land. Shards of ancient seabeds, smooth as melted quartz, stretched for miles until they vanished beneath the bruised horizon. Here, nothing grew tall. The sky reigned absolute, wide and endless, painted with the slow swirl of dusk and the distant glow of floating cities that hovered like faded memories above the rim of the world. This was the province of Isareth, one of the last places untouched by the war of the Ascendancy. The sky-ships did not come here, nor the marching eng