Elizabeth Moore
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"Can you speak little guy?" I placed my finger in the cage and then slowly rubbed the back of Grifter. But I didn't experience a similar sort of aggression that I was so used to. Instead, the rat looked at me with pity. Pity? A rat showing pity toward me? Just what is going on? "Little guy, are you really a rat or something else?" I asked. Lots of weird things have happened lately and I won't be surprised to learn that little Grifter was actually a prince that was turned into a rat by an…-
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Betsy was the cow of old Yandel. One among a total of ten, and known for its unusually mild nature. I have even seen kids beating that cow with a stick and Betsy just ignoring it. And a cow like that was murdered. 'Huh? Murdered?' Getting closer to the group. I came to the ranch and saw what these men meant by murder. "Who would do this?" Meena said, looking at the horrifically butchered cow that didn't even look like a cow anymore. If not for the bones that were beside the giant mound of…
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"~Such a wonderful world~" I sang and sang, ignoring the mist that had stopped at the precipice of the village. With only my underwear on, the rest of my clothes were still drying on the stick that I was holding on to. "Little guy, how is the view from there?" I asked Grifter who was also bound to the same stick and moved up and down with the beats of the song. Not like he had any choice, to begin with. As I was not wearing any clothes, making it was impossible for Grifter to hide in my pockets…
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It didn't take long for these people to accept me as their own and be free to walk inside their village. They were so welcoming after the information I provided, that they even gave me a small abandoned hut with basic amenities available in it. "For food, you need to work. Come to my home next warning, I want help with some pelts." The old man with a ruddy beard suggested while he pointed toward his home. A home which was hard to ignore as it was the biggest house in the whole village. Which…
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I might be sleeping next to a corpse on the branch of a tree. But let me tell you, it was one of the best sleep I ever had. As for the little rat, when I opened my eyes, it was staring at me creepily. "I don't know if you can understand me, but I won't keep you in bounds for long. It's just for my own safety." Though that was just one reason, the other was that I liked seeing the struggling face of the Grifter that always waited to kill me. Which sounded a bit bizarre if someone were to listen…
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I was curious about how much these rats would eat. I truly was. Hence, I didn't wish to leave this place. But safety was my current priority. And the next target of these rats might be me. Not to mention the family of these two that lurk in these woods. Oh, yes. I forgot to tell you folks about these dreaded woods. While leaving the city after cremating my mother. I sold the property or whatever was left after her death and planned to walk to Christen city. A holy place in name only. But I…
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While growing up, I understood one thing about myself. I never did anything that was not entertaining to me. And more than that, I loved to entertain the masses even more. The event that taught me this fact about myself was a sad day of my life as well, it was the day of my father's passing, which I didn't like one bit. And in an attempt to find something entertaining away from the dead body of my father, I came across some rats that were fighting close to a sewer. To the young me, I found it…
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This year my life got really strange on valentines day, but in a good way. I was sitting at the breakfast table eating the pancakes that mom had just placed on my plate. Dad was still upstairs doing his morning shave and shower routine. Still in her white satin robe, mom sat down next to me and crossed her beautiful legs. They were always so silky- looking and exhibited a feminine strength. Mom loved to sit there and watch me eat. You'd think after all these years I'd have gotten used to it, but the…-
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Vacation with Mom and Gran – Part 2 By Klrxo "TAKE MY FUCKING COCK, MOM!" Alan gasped. The duo were harnessed together in the cowgirl position some thirty-feet off the deck of the cruise ship. The zip-line connection was set on a hinge, allowing them to rock fluidly, like they were humping in some sort of sex swing. The panoramic view of the open sea was breathtaking from this height, but Alan much preferred the view he had of his mother's tits. His face was wedged between the peaks of her…
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Vacation with Mom and Gran – Part 1 By Klrxo "OHHH, SHIT, MOM!" Alan gasped, his sweaty face peeking out from beneath her giant, milk-swollen breast. He loved being smothered by them while they fucked. Sex with his mom just kept getting more and more incredible with each passing day of her pregnancy. Shelly was nearly nine-months along with twins and the changes in her body created a formidable playground for her 19-year-old son. "Fuck me, baby!" she whimpered, throwing her rounded bubble…
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