Warning: Ahead is mature content, including graphic sex (consensual and not), abuse, the mental effect of said abuse, murder, homophobia, transphobia, and attempted suicide. You have been warned.
Skye stretched, feeling the burn in his ass.
"Was it good for you?"
"Oh, yeah, Pani. That was the best workout ever."
"And your ass looks great!" Skye whirled around.
"Stop looking at my ass, you pervert!"
"Hey, you're the one who Turned me while we were having sex."
"That was three years ago!"
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Fleck nosed into the dusty book's spine, huffing the scent. He loved the smell of old books. His wolf ears and tail flicked with stimulation, similar to how some humans tap their fingers.
"Hey, Fleck. Is that a good book?" Fleck looked up at the human furry named Rouge. She tilted her head, beaming.
"No."
"Then.....why are you reading it?"
"I'm not."
"For once in your life can you act like a person and not a 'Dank Memer'."
"I do what I want, bitch!"
"I dO WhAt I wAnT, bItcH!"
"Dusty cunt!"
"Fur Fag!" They stared at each other and then burst out laughing. They did this every Tuesday.
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Ve watched from the shadows, vis smoky form twisting in and out of existence. Ve had once been a glorious blazing fire, but ve was weakened now.
"Soon, my children."
"Soon..."
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Skye's Blood
FantasySkye, a sassy vampire dealing with his evil ex. Fleck, a bookish werewolf worried about abuse in his pack, along with finding his mate. Pioth, a weakened god in need of help. This is the story of how they met. MATURE
