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"Right, right, that makes sense..." With a slight breath as he'd nod, shaking the sight of the crushed cockatrice head from his mind, Florence would continue to walk along with Beatrix, though he did avert his gaze from the eye she had plucked out, amazed that any part of the monster's head had escaped unscathed from that finishing blow. "...if nothing else, at least they should be happy that their livestock's come back alive. Could you imagine if the egg trade was to be shut down? No omelettes served up at the local inns anymore... that's the real nightmare right there, miss Beatrix."

"Mmnn fuck, Peridot. You feel so good!" He groans as he watches her slide down his length, taking him in much easier than he honestly expected. His hands rest on her green hips, not pushing her hard onto him though. He wants to take his time enjoying this. Once he has been fully buried inside of her, he lets out a deep groan of pleasure, feeling as her slick walls tighten around him. "Now... mmm you rock your hips around... and bounce up and down on me."

He nodded with acknowledgement at her voicing the problems that a brilliantly attractive volunteer would run into in such a clinic. It was at her compliment to him that he began his process of dismissing but she had beaten him to the punch which left his face mildly slack. He didnt really like that he was that predictable, but he couldn't deny that she had him pegged correctly. "I'm alright, honestly." To be honest, there were thoughts he struggled with. As a child born on the ARK, it's easy to imagine exciting new worlds or seeing something other than walls and stars in the vacuum of empty space. As he grew up however there was a realiz

Yeah, just been a busy month at work. You can ask @Harmony Frost she is still waiting for replies from me on other things. It is my hope to be fully caught up by the end of today. I'm really sorry you've had to wait so long.

Name:Bolt Age:Unknown, but young Sex:Male Gender:Male Species:MechaMorph Brief species description:A member of a race of living robots, Bolt’s entire kind had been enslaved and reprogrammed by a nearby race to think that they were robots built as servants by their kidnappers. A glitch in Bolt’s system allowed him to break free of the control and after multiple attempts to get him back under control that failed, they wiped his memory and ejected him into space. He was able to survive for weeks floating in space since he was mechanical, but he could only last so long but luckily he was found by the Ark. Sexuality:

She was just about to insist on sharing when Travis’s stomach gave him away with a loud growl. Goldie giggled, and placed her lunchbox in between them on the bench. She pulled out two forks, almost as if she had been anticipating them eating together like this. That may have been partially true. She did find him rather attractive but he was always so busy at the clinic (as was she) and there was hardly ever any time to sit and talk like this. So this was a rare treat, one she didn’t want to let go to waste. As Marigold divided up the food, using the lid as a plate for Travis—she answered his query, rolling her eyes a bit. “Ah yes, definitely

"Oh Marigold!" It wasnt exactly a jump but he did find himself startled when she came up on him! Travis wasnt used to others sharing their break with him, much less offee part of their lunch! He smiled warmly to her before shaking his head politely. "That's very kind of you, but I'm okay!" There was a loud growl from the pit of his stomach as if his whole body rejected his attempt at politeness! Simultaneously color had left his face that was twisting in pain caused by hunger pangs. "...Maybe just a little." He recanted his rejection of her offer before moving over on the bench to give her some room to sit. He did have some water and had

Oh? Now what did we have here? Yul couldn't tell until he saw her, but it felt like there was something interesting in the air. Just a bit further in and he found the source of this feeling. There was a girl in one of those cells. Notably bigger than him, and... in an odd state between wrath and weakness. "Oh? What's with this one?" The merchant looked at Yul in a bit of shock. On a side note: "Got him!" thought Yul as he finally got the reaction he wanted. "Young master, I really think-" "You're not here to think. You're here to sell, aren't you?" The merchant couldn't disagree here. Plus, it would be better to sell this one off quickly. Aft

Seeing how this is her first time with such human interaction and beyond her knowledge about these acts, she lets Norton explain things as well as he can at the moment, hopefully without ruining the moment between them. Her body seems fairly light, despite being a gem, so the human male can rather easily lift or reposition Peridot."Allright, Norton. I am sure that my massive intellect and speed of learning shall do me well!", she says, still aiming to show her prowess as a researcher and all. She does gives off a long and heavy groan as her pussy is spread by his tip and it intensifies as she lowers herself even more, getting filled further.

As one of the most sought after performers in the Red Light district, Marigold didn’t really need money. She sustained herself through her singing and occasional private shows from the wealthy among the ship. Even officers solicited her services and she had acquired a cushy nest egg for herself. But there was only so much indulgence one could take before having some sort of existential crisis. At least where Goldie was concerned. And so to fill that void and hopefully provide relief to the hardworking individuals at the clinics, Marigold volunteered. Whether it was singing to cheer up patients, running errands or even cleaning bedpans, she di