The sun was just beginning to lower, its toes dipping behind the horizon. Jamie, a tall goat man, stepped foot into a familiar place. His sturdy, muscular physique was betrayed only by a soft potbelly sticking out from his middle. A bit of grayish fluff poked out from under his too small shirt. The goat sauntered confidently to his preferred seat at the far end of the bar. Everyone knew it was his, and no one dared take it for themselves.
The dull pangs of hunger in his middle were already begin

Dominic leaned against the door frame, his body was shining from the light of the setting sun as he waited for Rannstra to open the door. He set his arm raised above his head to prop himself against it, his other, holding his reeking dufflebag, full of clothes he ruined from today’s practice. His white shorts left very little to the imagination, since he started his new “diet” and training regimen, his legs had completely filled out his shorts, and even more, to the point where

3 days later, Dominic found himself in an incredibly envious position, ramming Stella Rannstra’s ass with his “Clint-engorged” dick.

Stella, or Dr. Rannstra (or Professor Rannstra as she sometimes but lackadaisly and inconsistently corrected her students), was a hard, HARD smash. At 32 she had curves that females a decade younger would murder for. She had the typical femme-fatal professor look about her, glasses settled just below her line of sight (wh

You didn’t expect your last night alive to be like this. Tied up with nylon rope, blindfolded by the same rope, gagged with a ring to keep your drooling mouth open, and your tiny cock caged up, unable to grow against the sturdy stainless steel. All of this to take away all control you could ever have about your upcoming fate, and yet you agreed to all of it, knowing where it would take you.

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Dominic came back into the locker room after basketball practice. While he had worked up a sweat competing against members of his own team, it was already very evident that they can’t really stop him anymore.

Speaking of them, they came rushing down the steps after him just after their practice got done for the day. Before Dominic

Clint had slept in Dominic’s bed while Dominic slept on the couch, Dominic had insisted on it, while Clint had insisted the other way around. Dominic thought he was being polite when Clint genuinely preferred the couch. If his apartment smelled awful, then his room was a biohazard zone. After the massive move that he made last night however, his mind was on other things, and he was too preoccupied to notice it much.

After getting up in the morning, Clint had notice

I could still feel Easton’s rumbling in my stomach, after a night of watching Jordan get fucking birthed from my fucking dick.

This whole year had been so fucking surreal, I was just this scrawny ass kid at the beginning of the year, but here I am with the high-school mvp in my stomach. When school started I was almost certain I was the one that was going to get eaten by him.

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