Monster

A shy little mouse wearing white robes crept along a rocky path. A plump little rodent who'd be considered a delectable catch by most of the meat eaters in the forest, her meekness was understandable, especially as she was creeping into the territory...

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Refract-urged...

Refract-urged... the room closing in composure broken, my shadowed imagination is about to begin...

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Zoey And Jack The Neera

"didn't you say only urges come once you turn 20?" jack asked confused.

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Asteyr.

After a while, korge's urge to pee began to bother him again. korge remained still and his urge was still secret. however, inside, he was worried that his urge might show somehow.

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Trying out something (breathholding rp)

More urge to breath\* dra: \*nods and shuffles a bit closer to you, noticing your urge as well as my own.

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Tai's Adventure in Diaperhood

Suddenly, that nagging urge reared its head. tai had this urge to sniff, lick, and taste agumon's butt and tailhole for at least a month now. he also had an even stronger urge to smell his farts and eat his poop.

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Dark Angel Ch.10

The urge to touch or always be near him was something i've never felt before. after his errands were all done, we sat by the fountain and relaxed for a bit, watching the sun set.

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Evidence (A Werewolf Story Idea)

She began to pant, a wild exhilaration flooding her being as the urges she once fought were now becoming something she needed to relish; to obey.

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A drive in the park

She howled out in the wind, letting her tongue loll out, satisfying her childish canine urges.

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A drive to the park

She howled out in the wind, letting her tongue loll out, satisfying her childish canine urges.

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Run

I put my game face on, and resist the urge to flee because i know if i keep this up, i will lose myself in you.

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The Hunter

Behind the hunter ride a dozen men, likewise urging their horses on, faces drawn in silent howls lost in the fury of the storm. \*\*\* a limp hand lies in a muddy puddle, the thick water tinged a dark, reddish-brown.

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