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Some Leech


I...I am a monument to all your sins...

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Interesting fiction. I'm highly amused.

Nice to see you're still at it! And with a theme I wish I don't more of late;y Ogres and Oubilettes-centered porn. Of course, I know you'll do the theme more justice than I did, especially with the long-standing relating of the center couple.

Hey I know these two :pinkiegasp:

Thanks again for the gift Leech I love u

Amazing job as always

For those who want to see the full cover pic, check out 2924563 on Derpi (and the continuation on 2924568).

Una

Good story. I hope you do a second part someday.

Will there be a second part?

“If we had a proper dungeon master, we wouldn’t be in this predicament -”

Maybe Kennel can help you two out.

While he was a pegasus, a pony typically unable to wield magic, he’d sold a part of himself to become something more - a weretimberwolf.

Which part? Some of his eternal soul?

He was well aware how arguably foolish he was being, realizing that her strength dwarfed his by a considerable margin, yet he wasn’t too concerned. While she may have had him beat in raw, physical power, he was slightly more nimble than she was. Regarding martial prowess, they were roughly on equal footing, although he had several tricks up his nonexistent sleeve.

Random thought: How often did they trash their place during playtime?

The circumstances were less than ideal. On one hoof, stalling and attempting to provoke him could cloud his judgment and give her an opening - on the other, delaying for too long would be her downfall. She could already feel a warmth blossoming in her abdomen, feeling her marehood spontaneously wink and drool because of his insidious influence, so she had to act fast.

Maybe she could escape to another room, buying her time?

The irony was delicious. He’d wanted to get his dick wet, but she doubted he’d ever had a mare be so assertive with him - a fact that only elevated her bliss. Though his accursed scarf did make it a bit harder to breathe, that wasn’t nearly enough to stop her. Rocking her hips forward and back, while pistoning her hindquarters on him, she ground his medial ring against her g-spot.

He may never admit it, but secretly he is probably totally okay with this arrangement.


Good story!
I enjoyed reading it.

The style of the artwork reminds me a lot of Satoshi Urushiara (Plastic Little, Legend of Lemnear)

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