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Thread: It's a Long, Hard Knocked Up Life (Candy X Kadavro)

Another hum-drum case that Gabby couldn't refuse. Looking over the files that she had been given to review, she sighed. Juvenile, facing possible jail time for let me see. Loitering, vandalism, and petty theft. You've got to be kidding me. The slender brunette huffed, throwing the case file back into her leather brief case with a disgruntled sigh. Why was it she had all of the shit cases, all the cases that no one in their right mind wanted to take. That was right, because she was a new law student and they didn't want her to fuck up a big case, that was why. She had only been in year at least two years. The first had been her pushing a pencil, fetching this and that, writing up reports, other such irritating stupidity, until she had graduated into another year of law school. Now they were giving her cases. Yay for having the cases and being paid a high wage than she had when she was a pencil pusher. As the taxi zipped through the danker streets of down town, Gabby looked around and shuttered. Of course this is where he lives, why wouldn't it be. Shitty case, shitty living area, probably a shitty client. When the yellow cab pulled over to the curb, Gabby sighed, reluctant to leave the 'safety' of the cab. Giving the man his pay, Gabby forced herself forward, briefcase pressed against her chest tightly. With another loud exhale, Gabby made her way up the stairs to the building, pushed her way into the dank building and made her way up another staircase. When she had reached the correct apartment door, Gabby reached up and knocked softly on the door. Hello? Gabrielle called out, wrapping her fists against the door again, Hello, I'm Gabrielle O'Callaghan, I'm a lawyer with the SS firm. Is anyone home? She called out again
Thread: It's a Long, Hard Knocked Up Life (Candy X Kadavro)

Aaah. Best place about this dump had to be the water. Aaaaaah. Clean enough to drink it strained and warm enough to peel the dead skin from the bear tattoo on his lower back. Aaaahhh! And it did get him warm enough done below, with the right pair of underwear to use as a washcloth. He walked out and got his pair, then returned back to his moaning as he tried getting himself off as he looked over his body again. Ahhh, aaaaah, AHHHHH! Maybe the band wasn't waterproof. 'Well, can't have them think I'm trying to break parole'. Sixteen seemed a bit early in life to go there. He stepped out of the shower, the electric shock distracting him from his 'problem', which began to go down anyways. Leaving the bathroom he headed back to the living room, dumping himself in a chair as he dried machine with his cleaner shirt. 'Ahh, leg hair.' Probably should shave them sometime. While his body hair away from his groin stayed at the level of sixteen year old he still had trouble when it got caught in this. Also didn't do much good in actually catching his sweat and keeping it out of his clothes. Smelled like they had been throwing up lumberjack cologne in there, the way his scent covered the furniture, most of his clothes so musky you could tell by a photo. He didn't make out the noise from the door as the shower was still on and the tracking device gave a loud beep as he dried it, leg over lap, covering his package from view. He paid no mind to the opening in the blinds or to the window and mirror in the showers, planning as he was to get back and remove the rest of the soap and shampoo.
Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

RE Looking for a Dom Female M x FFuta bump
Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

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Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

RE Looking for a Dom Female M x FFuta Bumping
Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

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Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

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Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

bumping
Thread: Looking for a Dom Female (M x F/Futa) - Plots and Pics Inside

SoldierxMistressPrincess sounds good to me.
Thread: Looking for a Beta

hello everyone my name is Moon, though some people call me Kaya or Fox, anything works for me. in recent months i have found myself in a particular dilemma of finding a Beta who can help me with a fanfiction that i am working on, as well as following stories, fanfictions, and possible even books. i would need someone who is very good at Grammar, capitalization, and spellingi get my ea's and my ee's mixed up and i for the life of me can never remember to start Harry's name with a capital H. i write Fanfictions only for Harry Potter so someone with knowledge of the books is a MUST, all seven if you please. i need help with sentence structure and flow sometimes as well and be open to some very dark sexual scenes as well as blood and gore. while that is not particularly present in this current Fanfiction i do have several dark themed ones planned in my head. i might also need help with the plot from time to time and may ask you what you think of an idea or remind me when i've forgotten a 'loose end' in part of the story. i know i seam demanding but that's just what i need because i'm terrible at all of those things. i desperately need help so i can get over the writers block i'm in and correct the... six chapters i have written up but haven't had corrected. for a look at the Roleplay i need help with go here. Heir To The Throne thank you for your consideration.
Thread: Looking for a Beta

ooooh please! someone!? anyone?
Thread: Looking for a Beta

I'll do it. As long as it isn't Yaoi fanfiction.
Thread: Looking for a Beta

....it's a yaoi fanfiction
Thread: Looking for a Beta

... Well, shite. Can't help ya then. My apologies.
Thread: Animal attraction

The afternoon was warm with very little clouds in the air. The ride back to her new husband's estate took awhile but she rode back alone. Her white fur glistened against her little black dress that hugged her ample breasts, showed her tiny waist with it showing the flare of her hips. Her tiger ear flicked as she heard the brakes being pressed. She was one of the rare ones whose stripes were faint. Once the car came to a stop she stepped out of the car as she saw servants rushing over pulling her trunks out of the the car. Sighing as she told a young black cat maid she'd wanted her things placed ina a room away from her husband's. It was clear why Lillian was alone and she knew her husband ran off to his mistress's house to screw her. Her long white hair was flowing around her her shoulders as she stood there watching the progress but she felt alone since she was far from home. With her walking to the steps she looked over to one servant who seemed to have gotten her attention. Maybe it was his scent that made her stop in her tracks.
Thread: Animal attraction

There was an overly large bear in the what would pass for his best suit. Untucked, too tight, sewed together where it riched from his arms, and legs, his body more outlined than if the fur was standing at all ends. Infront was an apronned boar, tusks carved with inscriptions for some reason, who threw an arm up in frustration, heading back towards where many barrels and cases of food where being held, where he swore at some woodland creatures. Hands off or the Master will have you on the Wall! The moose among them snorted, spitting some of the tobacco that he had swiped to the ground. You four, don't look so... The four limber legged stags bolted, their powerful thighs bumping against the leather aprons they wore, blood splattered on two as if from several yeards again. The sideshows went on as the bear turned to a large bull. Listen Warren, it doesn't matter how much you detest it, we need that the herds fattened and their udders bloated. The bull snorted at the part about detesting, then gave a flirting look to the other. Not that I mind Samson, but what got your oats in a vise? He gave an unprovoked swat at the bear's tightly wrapped package as he acted like they were telling jokes. If we don't have the milk, then they can't make the cheese, then can't catch the mouse, then than the Big Boss can't catch the cat, so he heads off to Court and stops taking his lays from the townstead, meaning you can't have your drink and watc- Near drink the bull smacked the bear lightly on the leg. Light for them. A brick in a sock for most. The seams tore a bit and the bear snarled. Listen here, rump roast, if we don't have everything peeerfuct , then they will stop with the dolphin and peacocks and have your workers be both the dinner and the entertainment, while your prize winning balls will be served as a delicacy to the bride and groom. Got that!?! Samson bared his teeth while Warren's nostrils flared. A draft horse drove through them as he carried cases of large candles. In that house that your great-great-great built. Warren looked at the candles being set down. All the honey in the land and you get whatever is mixed from the wax. At least I have a place to fall from, you'll never even get a gold ring for your fat snout! They parted ways, getting back to work, the bear towards the side door, the bull towards the stables. All the blood, sweat, and concentrated testosterone was going nothing to keep the staff calm on this hectitc day.
Thread: Animal attraction

While the two joked in their quarters for the servants Lillian was in her room being helped out of her dress by the black cat. My lady, what do you plan to do today? She asked as she was slender with her looking at her Mistress. Lillian took the dress as she moved away sighing softly. I don't know, Brittany. Perhaps explore abit. She said as she hung her dress up and slipped into a tunic with her getting tan britched on with boots up to her knees. The black cat walked over as she helped Lillian braid her hair. I may go to the stables to see if my husband has taste in horses and stock. She commented as she looked in the mirror seeing the black cat's reflection she wore a tailsmen. She knew the necklace as those who were seen as bad luck had t wear them. Thank you. she commented to the woman she soon left the large house. The scent of wood and flowers filled her nose but she walked off to the side where she heard stallions nickering to have their sacs emptied into the finest mares. Lillian's strides were smooth as if she was sent off to charm school to become a lady but she abandoned the thought. With her getting closer to the stables she could hear the men who did the more labored work roaring with laughter from their haven. Laughing oftly as she entered the stables seeing one golden stallion was being lead from the pastures as he had blood on his hooves. She stood there in shock as the horse reared up then bucked hitting a wolf in his chest that sent him into the bales of hay. Those moments seemed so slow to her as the males went to their friend and the horse got loose heading right at her. Lillian sank her claws into her hand to snap herself out of it but stepped aside when the large beast went by her though she grabbed the lead rope. The power the horse had as he galloped by sweeped her off her feet and she jumed onto his back. WHOA! She pulled hard on that one rope having his head twist to one side. The horse turned in circles, snorting, slamming his hooves in the ground in annoyance. Lillian laid her ears back as she bared her teeth hissing, out of instinct. Shortly the stallion stumbled and fell backwards but Lillian fell with him with her legs tightly wrapped around him and her holding the rope. While on the ground she noticed another stallion being lead off and he was seriously wounded. Mating season...Got to love it... she sighed softly. Can someone get this stud off of me?! She called otu as her leg under the massive horse was starting to go to sleep.
Thread: Animal attraction

The shouts of anger and frustration continued for a time, but as theor deadline was raised up by the delay of the feast they were begining to relax. Too much, in the case of some. It's not funny. The laughs didn't die much as one of horsemen who came with the bride told tales about barncats slipping into the royal stables and- You had to be there. And what about the Nip people talk about? A kidd asked, far too interested in it for someone of his age. Still, cats would better suit his size than most creatures around there. Like the one riding by th- Feki! There was a bit of shouting as a horse got away from it's handlers or- yah, looked like someone was taking a joyride. They watched as it zoomed by. Nice distance. Except for the biter they usually got tackled before passing the rootcellar. Where's- WARREN! Samson roared, heading over to the horse. He was beat by Warren, who just charged and brought down another one heading towards the horse above the smaller person, planning for a cheap win. Only if it's to make some room for me. Warren winked to the cat in the plain clothes, but began to lift the horse off when Samson approached. Another one? Samson asked gruffly. Let's get you to your part of the servant's quarters. Anything broken?
Thread: Animal attraction

Lillian laid there holding the stallion down until Warren approached. Thank god.. She muttered softly but her ears perked up as Samson asked if anything is broken. I'm fine, thank you. Her words were crisp and clear and Brittany, the black cat, ran out in her maid's dress. MY LADY! she rushed to Lillian and checked her over as her hands went over Lillian's back, chest and legs. While Brittany's hands went over Lillian's chest a necklace popped out from under Lillian's tunic showing their master's family crest. Lillian did wince when Brittany grabbed her inner thigh as it was bruised. I'm fine, Brittany... She said as she got to her feet dusting hersself off as she looked to the large males. I'm your Master's new wife. I'm Lady Lillian. She introduced herself as Brittany went off to chew the stable hands asses out for letting the horse get away from them. About that comment... She said looking to Warren smirking. haven't had the chance to be bedded yet. Though doubt you can keep up. she winked at him as she called for Brittany who rushed to Lillian's side but Lillian limped off though her spirits were high. Shortly she looked over her shoulder looking at Warren and Samson. In her mind they were both cute and what she always looked for in a male. Strong, tall and primal in a sense. Though Brittany yanked Lillian inside to tend to the bruise.
Thread: Animal attraction

Maybe she stole it? Warren suggested to Samson, who seemed to be having trouble thinking straight. For starters, he was doing it in his head and not commanding to get what bit of prestige and comfort he could get from the job. It had the desired effect, with Samson shaking his head like a wet dog, eyes opening wide before schooling his face back. No, the Master just seems to have collared this one wuickly. Seems to believe the marriage part more than the past ones did, so I'd say- Same as the other ones? Warren asked with a leer as he brought the two horses under control, pulling them to the ground while smiling back at the Lady. Thought he liked the reuse the tags. Only if they try to escape. Samson nodded grimly, looking back over his shoulders at the limping Lady Lillian. Looks like one of these is doing to feed the hunting hounds. Any suggestion? Samson looked over at the storyteller, thinking about how they might blame him for not being at his post with his Mistress's horses. Let's see if we can find another one to blame. He wouldn't like to lose his racehorse. Considering the Hippo mistress he had in when we started preparing for the arrival... Warren got a somewhat goofy look on his face. Samson grunted, letting Warren take the lead with his domain. Hopefully to Groundskeeper someday. I was with you securing the horses, which is why I let the Mistress leave on her own. Warren heard the half question in it and went for the usual 'gentlemen's agreement'. Yah, think I'll remember that. Also remember how you were having my bring the cats cream tonight. Maids looked like they needed it, heh? Samson nodded and they continued on their way to reinforce their alibis. OOC What should the husband be?
Thread: Animal attraction

OOC Thinking a slender house cat. Since Lillian is a tiger whose form is of a cat. Lillian asked Brittany about the two males who helped her. Brittnay shivered at the two. Rather bothersome pair...I'd stay away from them if I were you. She said as she applied cold wet craags to the bruises inner thigh. Lillian winced but looked out the window at the pair working the horses back into order. Sighing as she closed her eyes as she looked at her necklace at her husband's crest. He played the he left the wedding bands at his home where she'd wait for him. Lillian laughed softly at the thought about him expecting her to wait. Once her bruise was treated Lillian slipped into a dress that was hunter green and nearly skin tight on her. After getting dressed she pulled her shoes on and returned outside once more exploring. While walking in the garden in the back yard she'd look over seeing Warren and Samson talking. She couldn't help imagine either one of the two being her first. Those images made her ache for a male's touch but she believed in her vows and being loyal to even a cheating bastard. After exploring the garden she ventured close to a pen where mares and her foals were grazing. One little white foal snorted at her and slowly ventured to her. Kneeling down as she reached through the railings caressing the foal's cheeks. Hello there... she said softly but giggled as it pushed its head into her chest nuzzling her.
Thread: Animal attraction

The pair had parted ways for a while, only meeting back up when it started to dim. The Master seemed to be off doing the usual and the Mistress was apparently stuck bedridden, leaving the food for getting the good impression on. So, how do you think the two got married? Warren asked Samson, the two taking some joints of meat, slabs of bread, and jugs of spiced wine and mead with them. Dowry seems most likely. Samson grunted, tearing off a fist sized hunk of meat as he laid byy Warren on a stone wall near the mare pens. Doubt he'd go for a brideprice without being able to get a newer model. The bull snorted, undoing his belt and stretching his, a mild ache in his thigh muscles from the usual burden of carrying his arms and torso. Paw me? That got the ursine to cough on the meat befor giving him a look. No. Warren rubbed his muscles, keeping in good spirit. You didn't mind last time. Then came the denial. That was only the one tim- Eighteen. Stalemate. Didn't you want to do something about bringing the cats cream? Samson asked, changing the subject as best as he could. And shouldn't you be the one with the big house, oppulant rooms, and exotic wife? The bull teased in return, the seething in the bear's eyes turning to exasperation. We really have to stop seeing each other.
Thread: Animal attraction

Lillian heard them and ventured closer as her feet carried her quietly closer to hear them speak of her husband. Laughing so the two would hear her. Arranged...By our fathers on a damn bet. As for newer..you also get dumber. she informed them as her once braided hair was loose around her shoulders. She looked from one to the other seeing they were close. Are you two...Lovers? she asked them as she had to look up at them since they seem to tower over her. She may had tripped onto a sensativee subject but the way Warren went on with asking Samson to do a favor and earlier smacking Samson's sac. She saw the actions in which their joking around got her interested in them.
Thread: Animal attraction

Both got a jolt as they found they had company. Samson's hair begin to stand on ends as he snarled before noticing who it was exactly speaking. He was faced by some some of his embarressment by having Warren pull back spill some wine onto his foot, distracting him before he stomped. Only sometimes. Samson sputtered and got back to denying it. I think you milk yourself enough during the day to nod need to resort to sodomy! Warren snorted as he drank some of the wine as he pulled down on the back of the bear's overstretched pants, causing them to rip. He dropped to the ground to prevent them from showing off to the Mistress. You I'll get there eventually my Lord . Samson closed his eyes and breathed in and out steadily a few times befor answering his Mistress. After heavy listing like fighting corraling the horses today, some of us get a bit tense and need our muscles kneaded. Warren continued with the same tone he was using before Samson's explanation. Wait until your birthday...
Thread: Animal attraction

Lillian did turn her head as Samson struggled to keep his pants up from revealing himself to her but she giggled softly. Once he was concealed she looked over hearing the comment Warren made made her lay her ears back as she blushed. Loooking at Samson's form seeing the tears here and there then looked to Warren. Does my..Husband require you to wear suits? She asked as it was clear she was left with a bad taste in her mouth when she said husband. Walking to Samson and pulled her skirt up revealing a hidden knife. Once unsheathed she sliced a piece of fabric from her dress then stepped closer with the knife in her mouth. Reaching around him as she fashioned a belt for him to help hold up his remaining pants. Pulling her knife away as she looked to Warren. I hope I get the same treatment when my birthday comes around. she winked at the men as she didn't want to be playful as she did hope it would happen.
Thread: Animal attraction

What have you gotten us into, you overgrown cow? Samson kept the thought running through his mind and continued the cold glare. When Warren opted not to go the talking, he went ahead and did it himself.We like to look as best as we can, especially when he trying to impress a guest. And then the sage of the great outdoors came to bring us his wisdom. It's tearing up because he's been laying it heavy on the honeyed pigletts. The bear didn't rise to the bait, so the bull went on with what he had hoped he'd blurt out. His larger one got a bit damaged a year or so back. He wanted to one-up the tomcat in the fancy bedroom by his favorite mistress until there was no doubt she was only faking it for the Lord of the Manor. On his pillow, too. All he got was his friend's stoney face, likely planning on how to get a job a few counties away, leaving the bull to do the sucking up to nobs for him. Your birthday wasn't in the past months since the engagement, was it? I'd be forced to make up for forgetting your gift. Samson might have replied, if not for the issue of the tigeress having had her arms streetched around his waist, bosom rubbing his crotch. He spent the time willing himself down, as he a belt would do little good if the front stitches went undone. The stoney face was taking some work to maintain.
Thread: Animal attraction

She smiled as she tied the belt tightly around Samson's waist as she felt something grow hard at her breasts but her finger tips moved over his fur. Please stop wearing suits.. She said as she looked up at Samson but caught herself. Wear something more suited for working. She didn't want Warren running around naked or did she? Smiling at the thought as she atted Samson's chest with her stepping away from him. Hush. She swatted Warren in hopes to get him to stop teasing Samson. My birthday is at the end of this week. I'll be 25. I also know my husband has several mistresses. Doesn't bother me since he won't be bedding me.