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Machamp and Gardevoir are left at the Pokémon day care. Machamp gets a little handsy leading to rough sex, he breeds Gardevoir only for their trainer to find eggs when he returns.Gardevoir x Machamp

Day 4 - Ghost Town I started this at 3 AM, got tired, then had to rush to finish it since I wouldn't have time to after 6:30 PM. Day 5 will be backstory day on how Geraldo decided getting an evil tome was a good idea. 'It's been over a week since Beth went missing. Now she's called me out to this place, Why, though?' was the thought that ran through Mark's head as he arrived at the place described in the letter sent to him. The last time he had seen Beth was on the day of his master's funeral along with the rest of the apprentices. On that day, he found himself in what he could only describe as a ghost town. It had like

5– [ Bondage | Darkness ] (FxM) The room was stifling in its silence, heavy with the unspoken tension of Bren’s submission. His wrists were bound tightly above him, arms stretched and secured to the iron frame of the bed, his naked body intricately wrapped in the unforgiving coils of the red rope. Every knot was a reminder of Hazel’s control, of her mastery over his flesh, his will. Each thread dug into him, constraining and caressing all at once, marking him as hers. His eyes, blindfolded, were plunged into darkness, an endless emptiness that heightened every sensation. His skin felt raw, each inch hypersensitive, with every touch

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October 4 - Cunnilingus (continuation from October 2) Ben moaned and squirmed under his sister skilled tongue, she had been pleasuring his hole for the last hour. She might have stop if Sara the ghost kept asking her to teach her something. The two ghost sibling that had trapped them in there were naked on the bed next to them. Sara was sitting on her knees right next to Trish, and Luke the second ghost of the night was on his knees as well. He was kneeling right next to Luke in a similar position as his own. Trish switched between licking and tongue fucking her brother to showing Sara how to do the same to her brother. The two

4– [Cunnilingus | Ghost town] (FxF) The abandoned room creaked under the weight of the storm brewing outside, the wind howling through the cracked windows. Dust clung to the air like memories of what once was, settling thick over the crumbling furniture. Seika’s eyes were fixed on Ivy, her body tense, every muscle coiled, ready to strike. The ghost town outside was a forgotten ruin, but inside this room, there was nothing but the two of them and the years of hatred between them. “Still chasing shadows, Ivy?” Seika spat, her voice low, filled with venom. “I thought I taught you better than that.” Ivy’s smile was a thin, dangerou

Day 3 Shapeshifting The forest whispered in the darkness, the wind weaving through branches like secret voices. Aisling crouched low, her breath steady, her eyes scanning the clearing. She had been here for hours, waiting. The moon's glow broke through the canopy, dappling the ground in pale light. Footsteps approached, heavy and deliberate. The hunters. They always came at night. Aisling's heart raced, but her face remained calm. She closed her eyes, feeling the pull in her chest, the familiar stirring beneath her skin. The hunters wouldn’t find her—not like this. Her bones shifted first, cracking quietly, elongati

Day 3: Tentacles, Necrophilia?, Shapeshifting The undead moved closer. There were too many of them, and after the spell of summoning, we were all weaker than we imagined we would be. The wall behind Luna cracked open and skeletal hands reached out, grasped her, pulled her back against the stone. It was hard to tell if these were zombies, mummies, or something else. They had clearly been mummified, but their bodies were only partially wrapped in the linen that had been used in the process. Bare flesh was exposed along most of their bodies, strangely well-preserved but grey with undeath and glistening with a coat of some kind of slime.

3– [ Necrophilia | Shape shifting ] Onyx stood over Edith’s body in the dim room, the air heavy with silence, his breath barely audible over the weight of what he had just done. His eyes traced the lines of her face, the delicate softness now marred by the violence of his hand. His mind was blank, eerily calm, as if the act of taking her life had stripped him of everything human. For a long moment, he felt nothing. No guilt, no sorrow, no regret. Just the cold, sterile silence of a predator who had claimed his prey. His shape-shifting had been flawless, a ripple in his flesh as he transformed, his body elongating into something mons

Day 3 - Shapeshifting A continuation of the plot from Day 1. I may continue the tale of Geraldo's descent into darkness as we proceed. It had been about one week since the man, Geraldo, had used the shadow creature born from the Book of Shadows to eliminate one of the students of his old master. He didn't know what happened to her after she had been swallowed up by the shadow, nor did he care. The path he had begun to walk would naturally lead to opposition from his former allies. If they couldn't see things his way, he'd have them eliminated, or even tortured into submission. It was on that particular day, where

October 2 - Rimming/haunted house Trish walked forward through the pitch black room, it was well past midnight and the only light that she had was the flash light in her hand. Next to her, her brother Ben shivered with a slight fear as he moved closer to her. He had always been a bit of a baby but that’s why Trish spoiled him. She just found him too precious to say no too. That is the reason why she was here in this run down house at this god forsaken hour. He had come to her begging that she help him. He had received a dare for one of his friends to come stay the night at this house, to prove that had the balls to do so.