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If you want to use my map, by all means, do what you like with it. I tried to keep weather patterns and prevailing winds in mind when I made it, for a sense of realism.

Please do, i would really want to get my femboy introduced by being fucked by two large monsters, but like, anthro kind, like wendigo or some shit

Of course people knowing about what happened there and using it rule out any sort of corruption was mostly a hypothetical. It would be a bit much to explain to someone who was suspicious. “Yeah, that is why it’s easier to just keep the whole thing discrete as we can. As for what happened there, well it’s a little late to go into much detail, maybe another time we see you. Just it was a big few days. Some of what you experienced, some tension as we figured it all out, figured each other out. Then it all came to an end as we got interrupted and the place destroyed by someone who could be best described as Shinigami’s mom. Though I have ev

Nymphia became curious as she listened to what she was told. That house was mentioned twice if not more before. A place that both Jumi and Mitsuko had been at before they come back from what was a short time away after Shinigami took them both with her. Exactly what happened back there? Nymphia could only assume and with the way the fox handled Mitsuko right in front of them before, she could make a good guess that their bodies had sexual fun with her back there. Still, despite the fact that she kept her mind in control right now, she still wanted to hear about it, "Jumi... I may be the only one to know about the three of you right now aside

Every school has the good ol' social hierarchy of students, in a way or another. This one is not that different... there are the invisible students who catch no one's attention, the average ones, the popular ones, the REALLY popular ones... ... and then there's Linda. Everyone knows Linda. The textbook model student in every conceivable aspect: she has the best grades in the entire school for every subject; she is surprisingly athletic and good in every sport; she is incredibly polite and respectful to every single student and teacher, no one has ever heard of her mistreating anyone. And she was stunningly beautiful. Not in a "

Slut no more January 1st arrived with all the force of a storm: fireworks in the distance, the acrid scent of burned sparklers, and Emma scribbling her New Year’s resolution in a leather bound journal. “This year,” she wrote, pressing the pen into the page, “I will stop fucking every man or women who so much as breathes in my direction. I will focus on myself, my career, and my hobbies. I will be less of a slut.” She read it over twice, satisfied with her decisiveness. Her last relationship—a whirlwind three-week uck fest with a bartender named Lucy—had ended in disaster. She was beautiful, sexy and shameless but after t