Sab and Tay Visit The Tipsy Pixie

            “Welcome to The Tipsy Pixie, where we- Um, is that a golden ten foot phallus?”

            “Ignore it,” Sabrith said, setting down the massive statue off to the side. The warrior cat girl looked beaten and tired. Tayelle, who was carrying the balls-end of the statue, set it down a little after Sab, and was caught nearly falling forward with it. She was literally given the shaft. “So, I heard you serve some really interesting drinks here?”

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Amore A Manor

                It was certainly going to be a strange portion of her journal. Naoto Shirogane, Detective Prince, was on a case that had her crossing dimensions yet again. It began with rumors of a new variant of The Midnight Channel that was showing some sort of character from a video game violently thrashing and dishing out threats. Naoto was unable to see the footage herself, but it was worthy of a solo investigation. Curiosity was always one of her weaknesses.

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Breaking Pets

            Sabrith awoke from her dream with a sharp gasp. For a moment she didn’t remember where it was that she was sleeping and was surprised by the sights. She was laid out on the stone floor of a deep dark keep. The floor was a gray stone, surprisingly even and carved. The wall was blunt and covered in dark black iron chains and a single solitary rectangle window, barred by iron, and so small a slice of bread could narrowly fit even without the bars.

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Strong Girls and Strong Feelings

Strong Girls and Strong Feelings

                The rugged cliffs made for an excellent place to train. Kale stood amongst the bronze colored stone, staring out into the vast horizon. She wasn’t normally so contemplative, but this was a special occasion. Not too long ago, this place, and every place ever in her home universe were erased. Destroyed, as if they had never even existed. All of it gone because she wasn’t strong enough. If it weren’t for the decision to bring it all back, well, Kale wouldn’t even be able to think these thoughts.

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Salty Seas and Horny Beaches

            “This seems a good place to set our things down,” Laegjarn said. “Let’s set up here.”

            “Alright,” Laevatein said, as emotionless as ever. The sisters set their towel down on the sandy shore. Laegjarn put the cooler down nearby and wiped her hands down. Laevatein adjusted her bikini rather thoughtlessly as she peered over the calm warm sand, the rolling foamy sea, and the countless other beach goers partaking of the festivals. “Seems the Summer Festival has started for most people already.”

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With Fleece as White As…

            “Hmm, let’s see what it is over there!” The curious girl ran ahead towards the abandoned farm. She was a lot like the hundreds of other trainers who roamed these fields looking for the vast array of Pokemon. Her head was dressed with short brown hair with a green cap with a wooly white ball topped above it all. Over her body was a cute pink dress with a wooly sweater buttoned over it. She ran with such eagerness to go out and explore, a curiosity in her that wouldn’t be sated until she’d seen it all and done it all.

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The Cat Cafe – Sabrith And Tayelle

Sabrith and Tayelle

The Cat Café

                The plate with the little cake was placed atop the covered table. Tayelle looked down at it with a big excited grin. “Oh wow! Look at how adorable it is!” She gestured to it happily. It was a tiny cake, spongy wet and soft. Pink frosting laid atop it all sparkling and cute, painted perfectly into a little cate face.

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A Sexual Ouroboros

Commissioned by MaskofShame! (https://twitter.com/maskofshame)

            The bottle was filled with a fluid black as night. Tharja toiled over it, stirring the materials inside thoroughly with a long glass rod. Noire watched her mother work, her eyes tracing the movement of that wrist. The whirlpool of obsidian fluid curled away beneath Tharja’s dutiful gaze, her sinister purple eyes watching as everything went as planned.

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