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"And honestly, I have no idea who would want to kill me that badly. I mean the Infinite Dragonflight, sure, but they pretty much hate all bronze dragons. Why put so much effort into killing little old me?" Arenwyn Bladeleaf yawned a little and peered around the rolling forested hills from where she crouched behind the bushes. Next to her the diminutive golden-haired gnome continued talking, possibly more for her own benefit than for her night elf companion. Arenwyn sighed and leaned forward to get another good look down at the surrounding area. The forested hills overlooked a wide road covered in well-fitted stones which ran deeper into the forest to the south. To the north the road connected to a wide, sturdy stone bridge across a small lake, and beyond that were the tall, imposing city walls of the human city of Stratholme. The square walls and towers were utterly unlike the kaldorei architecture Arenwyn was used to from her homeland, but it did make her think of the city of Stormwind which she had visited many times before. "Are you listening? Hey!" a high-pitched voice asked. "Of course, Chromie. My apologies, I was just surveying the terrain. I'm still not sure coming here alone was a good idea," the night elf said, turning to face the timewalker. Chromie was somewhat of a mystery to the night elf warrior, and to almost everybody else. While she was in reality a gigantic bronze dragon with mastery over the flow of time itself, Chronormu ('Chromie' for short) usually chose to appear as a small female gnome. She was in that form right now and seemed even smaller by comparison with Arenwyn's tall, well-muscled form. Chromie's bright white and golden robes were eye-catching and meticulously clean, and her blonde hair bordered on being almost fully white and was arranged into two large buns on the back of her head. Just about the only thing that betrayed Chromie's extraordinary nature on a casual glance were her very bright green eyes which seemed much more experienced and ancient than her form would suggest. Still, it seemed more likely to make someone think Chromie was cute than make them fear her, which was probably one of the reasons the dragon chose that form. But of course, the whole reason the two were in the place and time they were at the moment was that someone did fear Chromie, and wanted her dead. Arenwyn had responded to Chromie's plea to help investigate a strange cross-time murder plot, aiming to kill the bronze dragon not only in the present but also in the past. And one of those past murder attempts was apparently going to happen here, in the city of Stratholme right at the eve of one of the darkest chapters in recent history. "But if the murder attempt here hasn't happened yet... and yet we are here and we know about it... but you are not affected, then..." the night elf said, slowly trying to make sense of what Chromie had told her. The disguised bronze dragon shrugged. "Don't worry too much about it. All you need to know is that if they do get me here then I'll sort of... cease to exist. Which would be very bad for a lot of people, especially me!" "So how do we prevent it?" the night elf warrior asked, studying a farmer as he drove his cart up towards the city gates and was closely inspected by some guards. "Are you going to make us invisible so we can just walk into the city and look for clues?" Chromie rubbed her chin as she seemed to only just now consider this concern. "Oh right. No, I can't maintain that kind of spell too long, and I also need to do some magic which would break that spell. But you're right! Nobody here has even seen a night elf, they would be very suspicious and likely to throw you in a cell or something!" Arenwyn nodded. Looking down at the people moving to and from the city she saw mostly humans, a few high elves with their pale skin and shining blue eyes and some short, thick-bodied dwarves. There were probably a few gnomes in Stratholme as well, though the night elf couldn't see any down on the road. Looking down at herself she agreed that she would call way too much attention to herself. She was about seven feet tall and very muscular in build, wearing a heavy suit of cobalt blue armor with a pair of hefty shoulderpads and two large axes strapped to her back. Her blue skin was almost white in tone, and her beautiful face was framed by a short bob of white hair with a pair of light blue markings across her cheeks. Of course her very long pointed ears and long, sharp eyebrows also made her stand out vastly from the people inhabiting the city. "I could hide out in the wagon of one of the farmers, perhaps, but it will be difficult to move about the city without-" Arenwyn started, but Chromie interrupted her with a joyful squeal. "Oh! Wait! I'm such a dummy! We'll just disguise you!" she said, jumping to her feet and rushing back to the hidden time portal that the two had used to enter this time period. The night elf rolled to her feet and walked over to see what Chromie was doing, confident that they were too far away from the road for anyone to hear their conversation. She watched as Chromie reached into seemingly thin air and pulled out a small bag, which she rummaged around in for a few moments. "Where is it? Hmmm, I could have sworn I had some high elf disguises in here. Oh, wait. No no no, just an old time displacement hourglass. Oh, this could be... oh, ech, no. Why do I even keep that? Oh, another Gorehowl. I really need to remember to return that one to its owner." Arenwyn watched as Chromie pulled object after strange object out of the bag until finally the dragon seemingly found what she was looking for. She pulled out a husk of what looked like very tanned human skin, topped with a thick mass of black hair. The night elf recoiled a little as Chromie tossed the husk onto the ground, where it collapsed in a boneless heap. Undeterred, Chromie kept searching until she found a pile of clothing which she happily tossed down on top of the skin. "Okay! I didn't find the high elf disguises... must have handed them out sometime and never gotten them back... but I did find this one. This will get you into the city all incognito-like!" Arenwyn approached the pile of scattered belongings and leaned down to prod at the strange husk. It was warm and soft to the touch, and the night elf shrugged and grabbed it to lift it up for a better look. She found herself looking at what seemed like the empty skin of a female dwarf, much shorter and stouter than she was but much taller and bulkier than chromie. The skin's face was just a mask with empty eyeholes and a gaping mouth, and the other features of the skin were likewise devoid of mass. Arenwyn experimentally prodded the nipple of one of the skin's breasts and frowned. "Chromie, what is this?" "It's a disguise! I think I told you already, didn't I? I can never remember in what order these things go. But yes, that's one of our special bronze dragonflight chronal disguises. They're designed to make you appear to be an inhabitant of this time zone in every possible way, down to the point where even magic cannot detect you as a timehopper." "I thought you said that your operations have been disrupted a lot in the past," the night elf said sceptically as she turned the skin over to look at the long open seam running from nape to buttocks. "Oh. Well yes, the Infinite Dragonflight know pretty much everything we know. They can disrupt our special magic as well. But I can't find any trace of Infinite activity in this time zone, so you should be totally safe!" The warrior did not seem terribly convinced by Chromie's casual and chipper attitude. "What am i supposed to do, though? Crawl into this tiny thing? I'll tear it in half!" Chromie rolled her bright green eyes. "No you won't. Trust me on this one. I'm a big dragon, right? This disguise uses exactly the same type of magic to compact or expand the wearer to fill the suit perfectly. It's comfy as well!" "Then why don't you use one?" Arenwyn asked, her silver eyes narrowing. Chromie shuffled the tip of her foot into the soft dirt of the forest floor. "Well, um, I find it a bit restricting, to be honest. I like being able to resume my dragon form as fast as possible. But you, not being a shapeshifter, won't have that kind of concern!" The night elf quirked at eyebrow at Chromie and turned the disguise over in her hands again, frowning. She thought the husk looked very unappealing and crude compared to her own form and wasn't very excited to try it. And yet she felt a nagging sense that it might be important. She had encountered Chromie before and had never known the bronze dragon t make light of something serious, and this was probably no exception. Arenwyn tried to picture herself in the form of a dwarf woman, but just found the mental image confusing. "All you need to do is put the disguise on, go into the city, see if you can find any clues as to who is going to try and kill me, and then get out before the whole nasty business starts," Chromie said cautiously. "It shouldn't be dangerous!" The night elf sighed and nodded to the disguised dragon. "Sure, let's try it. I am not sure I can act like a dwarf however." She tried not to sound dismayed when saying 'dwarf'. "Oh that will be easy! The disguise will automatically help you fill in some of the details!" "Uh-huh, so I just put this on and magically become a dwarf?" the warrior said warily. "Pretty much yeah, uh-huh! You have to strip down first, though. Works best against skin!" Chromie said in her almost annoyingly chipper voice. Arenwyn gave Chromie a curious look but the gnome-shaped dragon didn't seem to pay the night elf much attention, as if she had already assumed that the night elf was agreeing to her plan. Instead Chromie hurried around and stuffed the various strange objects she had retrieved back into the sack, leaving Arenwyn to her own devices. Turning the skin in her hands over a few more times, the night elf shrugged and slung it over one shoulder, picking up the bundle of folded clothes under her other arm and walking over towards a clump of small bushes nestled at the roots of a huge tree, a bit further into the forest from the road. She decided to just get the ridiculous masquerade over with as fast as possible so she would feel less awkward about it. She had done a few missions in the past where she had been magically disguised as some other creature than an elf, so it wasn't something entirely alien to her, but it still felt strange. She laid the skinsuit out across a root and put the bundle of clothes down next to it and then began slowly unbuckling her heavy armor, putting each piece of thick plate down carefully on the ground. If anything, stripping out of her armor in the middle of a potentially dangerous forest was much more uncomfortable to her than the thought of Chromie's odd disguise, so it served to take the edge off the situation in a way. As she felt the warm sun on her bare skin Arenwyn sighed a bit, thinking back to happier times back in the dense forests of her homeland. The warm grass tickled her bare feet as she added her heavy boots to the pile of armor, and then slowly tugged her underwear off and tossed it on top. Now feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable, the Amazonian pale-skinned night elf quickly went for the skin and began donning it. "Here goes," she mumbled to herself. Trying to get into the disguise was bothersome to say the least. The seven-foot tall night elf found the skin stretchy, but the size difference still made the whole process difficult. She struggled to get her long, well-toned legs into the shorter but thicker ones of the skin and found the disguise ridiculously stretched out. She examined the rough, tan skin for signs of tears or rips but to her surprise found nothing of the sort. Slipping deeper into the suit she pulled the wide hips of up over her own but found it impossible to keep the loose skin up before pulling the arms over her own. As she wiggled her fingers into those of the suit and marvelled at how detailed the skin was, with each fingernail expertly shaped and each line in the palms perfectly delinated. Realizing she was wasting time, Arenwyn tugged the seam of the suit over her torso as well as she could before grabbing the edges of the mask. Staring down into the inside of the empty face, the night elf wondered if this really was wise. But she did trust Chromie, even if the dragon was a little scatter-brained at times. So the night elf plunged her white-haired head deep into the seam, pushing the face of the mask up against her own and aligning the broad nose over her own. It was uncomfortable and awkward with the long, thick black hair of the suit dangling over her hands and getting into the seam constantly, and she had to struggle to sweep the thick mane aside. With a grunt of awkward discomfort, Arenwyn started pulling the seam of the skin shut, closing the muscular disguise over her own toned pale blue form. It was slow and ponderous but soon she felt the seal click shut at her neck. And then there was a rush downwards as the world around Arenwyn suddenly grew. Blinking, she held up her hands to the sunlight trickling down from above and saw a pair of stout, powerful hands covered in thick, tan skin. She plucked at her fingers but found them solid and firm, with no signs of loose skin or artificial sheen. The nails were firmly planted as well, not giving an inch when tugged. Gasping she flexed her hands into powerful fists and then looked down at her body. She saw a short, broad and muscular form with thick legs and a curvaceous torso which was utterly unlike her true form. The modest breasts on her chest felt real when hefted and the hairless slit between her legs also seemed entirely real. Raising her hands to her face, Arenwyn felt the contours of a broad nose, a pair of thick lips and aristocratic cheek bones. Her fingers entangled themselves in a thick mass of somewhat coarse hair, and she felt a strange, thrilled rush. "Could it really be-" she began before slapping a hand across her mouth. The voice that had issued from her lips was not her own musical voice but the deep, earthy tone of a dwarf female, with a slight twang to some of the words. Reaching over to her neck, Arenwyn found the seam carefully hidden under her false skin, with a very faint ridge the only sign that it existed. The seal itself rested safely under the rim of the dwarf disguise's hair line, where it was fully covered. "Light almighty, this is strange!" the dwarf woman said to herself. "Better get dressed before some pervert wanders along, though." She dove for the pile of clothes that Chromie ahd provided, and started to get put the garments on as fast as she could despite her unfamiliar hands. *** "Well I put it on as ye said, but I feel a bit ... weird," said a voice behind Chromie. The gnome-shaped dragon spun around and had to stop herself from giggling. Emerging from the bushes where the night elf warrior had vanished was a dwarven lady who was so different in appearance and demeanor that nobody would have guessed the two were the same. The dwarf had the stocky, curvy build of a female of her species, with her hair arranged in two very thick braids held together by cords. She wore a two-piece leather harness held together by a thick metal ring between her breasts and adorned by the fangs of wild animals and fur. She wore a pair of thick, studded bracers around her wrists and a pair of similar greaves around her ankles, both lined with thick fur. Her exposed skin was painted here and there in distinctive light blue dye, including a pair of thick rectangular stripes on her face. Her face was very pretty in its own way, with a royal look to her intense dark eyes and slightly pursed lips. "Don' laugh now," the dwarf said, blushing a bit. "I feel naked enough as it is! Are ye sure this will be a good disguise fer me?" Chromie just smiled. "Oh of course. I gave you the Wildhammer dwarf disguise! Isn't it great? It's super realistic, you would be right at home at Aerie Peak right now!" The dwarf rolled her eyes, still blushing. "Yes, alright, but will I be right at home in the human city?" Chromie pondered for a moment, then jumped down from the tree stump where she had been sitting. "Yup! Wildhammers are frequent visitors here. You won't be questioned at all!" "Alright, you may want to hide my armor and weapons while I go in there so nobody finds 'em," the dwarf said with a slightly sullen tone. Chromie gave her a thumbs-up. "Of course! Now you'd better get going. My time sense tells me prince Arthas will be at the city in a few hours, and you absolutely want to be out of there by then! And if possible save my other self too!" "Right, right," Arenwyn said, making a few jabs in the air. "The clothes... what there is of them... only came with a pair o' daggers so I suppose my disguise is some kind of rogue? Well I know how to stab people at least..." Chromie slung the magical bag over her shoulder and was already heading back for where Arenwyn had left her armor. "Anything else?" the dwarf asked a bit hesitantly. "Oh, make sure to be out of there in time!" Chromie said in her chipper voice as she turned the edge of the shrubbery and vanished. Arenwyn looked down at her strange disguise again and sighed deeply. Then she tried to work herself as much into the mindset of her new identity as she could, repeating phrases under her breath. When she felt at least slightly confident in her act, she snuck out of the bushes overlooking the road and down towards the closest farmer's cart. Fortunately her disguise at least had a simple pack for her to carry along her utility gear, as well as some money, and a few gold coins would probably be enough to buy a ride into the city. Complaining quietly to herself about how short her legs were, Arenwyn continued towards her mission. *** The mission proved to be quite a lot more difficult than the disguised night elf had anticipated. She had only the vaguest clues to go on, along with Chromie's directions on what was important in the city. Moving around in a time period that wasn't her own was also eerie, especially with the knowledge that many of the people she saw and talked to wouldn't survive the following few days. Despite being told to hurry, the dwarf-skinned elf couldn't stop herself from helping out here and there, slipping a hint that something bad was about to happen and urging people to leave the city. She had no idea if this is what history said would happen but she didn't care. If she could help just a little, she would do it. As soon as the orphan matron had packed up and taken the children out of the city, there were screams in the distance and Arenwyn saw flames lick the rooftops of Stratholme far away towards the northern edge of the city. Crown Prince Arthas and his entourage of loyal soldiers had arrived just about then, and were now sweeping the city, putting any infected citizen to death to avoid the spreading of the plague. Arenwyn had heard of this tragedy before, of how the necromancer Cult of the Damned had poisoned the grain coming to Stratholme with an extremely virulent plague and how the Crown Prince in his desperation had put most of the city to the torch. As she rushed through the city on her short legs, the false dwarf tried to shut out the tortured screams coming from all around. She needed to keep one step ahead of Arthas and his scouring troops, and she had yet to find this time period's Chromie. She thought that the skin she wore was giving her a modicum of abilities appropriate for it, because she found moving about easier and easier, and when she was jumped by a horrifying zombie that had only hours ago been a Stratholme citizen, she reluctantly chopped the thing to pieces with her daggers before it could lay a hand on her. Continuing her mad rush through the apocalyptic streets she finally managed to find something promising. At the end of a long alleyway she found a small square ringed by tall, imposing buildings where a small figure writhed, wrapped in silk strands as hard as iron. The cocooned Chromie was watched by a vast nerubian monster resembling a beetle, and Arenwyn headed that way. She had already disposed of several black-robed cultists that had tried to stop her, and chopped down a newly created ghoul or two, hopefully laying their poor spirits to rest. As she set about the nerubian beast with her daggers, and quietly wished she had her axes and armor. Still, the transformed night elf proved as deadly as ever, and soon the monster collapsed. As Arenwyn cut the Chromie in the cocoon free, she thanked the timeskipper profusely and turned into her dragon form to escape the doomed city. Arenwyn rushed back through the streets as buildings burned around her. She ran until her lungs were burning and her heart pounding in her chest, evading the armoured patrols of soldiers and packs of ravenous undead as well as she could. Finally she climbed out of the lake soaking wet and aching in every fibre of her transformed being and ascended the hill back up to where Chromie and the time portal were. As she entered the clearing, there was nothing there. Not even the hint that anybody had been there. Arenwyn realized that by staying to help the citizens of Stratholme she had ran out of time. *** Chromie emerged from the time portal she had created and stepped onto the ancient stone floor of Wyrmrest Temple. She sighed deeply, wondering what had happened to her night elf ally. She had carefully instructed the girl to mind how much time she had left, but Chromie had waited in vain. Strangely, however, as she had departed from the horrific time period of Stratholme's fiery destruction the bronze dragon had felt a sense of relief, as if her personal timeline had properly realigned itself and there was no longer any danger to her in that time zone. Then the last second had ticked away and Chromie had been flung back into her native time period like she was a rock set in a gigantic temporal slingshot. "Oh my, I really must prepare another portal," the gnome said to herself, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "I have to find a way to fish her out of there, or at least find her remains if she..." Wringing her hands, Chromie walked up the stairs towards the main audience chamber of the top floor of the temple. The ancient structure had endured extensive damage when the minions of Deathwing besieged it during the Cataclysm, but the industrious efforts of the various dragonflights had restored the spire so well that it almost looked like it had never been attacked in the first place. Chromie's mind was so wrapped up in thoughts of the assassination attempts and her chronal problems that she barely noticed someone walking up behind her. "Ach, there ye are," said a somewhat familiar voice. Chromie spun around and found herself looking at a grinning Wildhammer dwarf woman, dressed in an ornate kilt and top studded with dark blue feathers. The timewalker's green eyes widened in surprise. "Arenwyn? Is that you? But you were too late for me to pick you up!" she chirped. The dwarf rubbed her neck with one broad hand, chuckling. "Aye, well, that I was. I waited for a while for ye to come back, but when ye didn't I made my way south out of Lordaeron and into the Hinterlands. As ye said, the good folks at Aerie Peak took me in in a heartbeat, especially with all the chaos in the human lands." Chromie gasped. "Oh! But that was..." "Years ago now, aye. At first I was going to just depart and go somewhere ta remove this disguise and become myself again. Maybe once the night elves joined the war effort here in the Eastern Kingdoms. But I got somewhat wrapped up in the Third War, and after a few years I started to kind of like my disguise." "You mean you just waited for this moment?" Chromie asked, still surprised. "Aye well, I figured I might as well not go and try and create any of those paradox things ye talked about. And besides, life in the Hinterlands wasn't bad. Plenty o' trolls to fight and adventures to be had. After the Third War ended I travelled to Ironforge and Stormwind and had some more adventures there. Probably passed by my past self in a crowd a few times." Chromie fidgedted a little, nodding. "Look, I was just about to go back and fetch you, but since you're already here..." "Don't worry about it!" Arenwyn said, clapping Chromie on the shoulder. "You didn't have nae choice, I know that. And it was my own damn fault for stopping to help..." "I suppose you want these back now," Chromie said, handing the sack she was carrying over to the dwarf, who accepted it. "What do you want to do next?" The dwarf rubbed her chin, her dark eyes fixed off in the distance. "Not sure. I mean I'd love to stretch my legs again a bit. But on the other hand, riding a griffon is fun and I have a lot of friends at Aerie Peak now. Hmmm. And I got inducted into some top-secret rogue society too." Chromie giggled. "Well you can keep the suit if you want to. Think of it as a gift." The dwarf smiled. "I haven't decided what I'll do next, really." "Well actually," Chromie said after a moment of silence. "I might have need of your help again..." And the adventure continues...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Motherless Incest

Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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Thea and Sam

“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Motherless

Motherless.com! What an original name for a porn site, don't you think? The title doesn't fuck around: your mother would never allow you to watch the kind of filth they’ve got on tap. They pride themselves on being a moral-free zone for sick fucks, where you can find damn near anything. I’m talking about desperate chicks fucking anything that resembles a dick and crazy bitches literally eating shit. When you’re done fapping to the weird vids, you can even find "normal" porno to pass the time....

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

The Fappening
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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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