_sapphxire_ got home from a long day at the fork-lift park building her new palace.
"golly G!" she remarked. "time to get on that youtube grind."
sapph sat on her Seat of Death Grim Reaper Throne Armchair Design and turned on a TOP TEN BEST EPIC FAILS compilation and her 4k ultra definition LED camera. She watched the epic video with a deadpan expression, for the fact this was the most radical video she had ever witnessed, she opened her moist mouth and exclaimed" cool." damn she was right that dude definitely got a stage 4 concussion it was lit af 🔥
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"lick that subscribe button and leave a comment on the bell so you never miss another one of my super awesome youtube reaction videos." sapph said in her signature emotionless voice. at this point she sunk so far down into the throne you could only see her eyes looking up at the camera and the reflection of her cellular phone. with a swift swipe of her tooth she turned off the camera and uploaded the video to her very popular you tube chanel and went to the bank in her tuxedo. when she got back home from the bank she found a note on her huge green door.
meet me my the cementary at midknight ;)
what a curious note, sapph inquired seemingly uninterested. before obeying the strange letters request she gathered her teeth harvesting kit and feather boa (never leave home without your boa.) she hovered down the custom and only secret passageway in her home leading right to shithead creek cemetery by candelabra light until she reached the end of the dimly lit corridor. she was expecting to meet another prankster there, as she often did, and her psychic abilities did not entirely lie there. instead it was a beaver racing party! though sapph could not stand beavers so the thought of what dreadful being invited her here plagued her mind. sapphs laser eyes scanned the gathering for traces of malice but could only find one besides the beavers.
it was a man! disgusting!! he had beautiful golden locks of heir and electric violet eyes the shade of mud. sapph was sure to check the ass, for she once new a man similar to this though less bastardized. his ass was not thicc nor juicy and voluminous >:( this was outrageous, why would such an assless man invite her to this beaver party.....
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war and peace
Werewolf47 year old sapphxire is just a small town gal until her second cousin suddenly and tragically passes away due to "natural causes" and she enherits his handsome estate and knack for tooth collection. with these newfound powers, she has no choice but...
