Wolven Den

not really. No one's been on. I got maybe two posts today, and one new thread that I'm waiting for Tyy for.
 
not really. No one's been on. I got maybe two posts today, and one new thread that I'm waiting for Tyy for.

Oh damn. I wish I could get my brain to work. It refuses to focus on building a story. Hell I can't even work on a personal wank fantasy cuz my brain ain't trying to hear it.
 
Heh heh. That's okay, my urge to accidentally summon a demon in a thread is rising again
 
lol....One of my threads centered around a young man who accidentally summoned a devil-girl while trying to summon an angel. The specific Devil was Carerra from ViperGTS. A bluehaired, tanned demon with huge tits and one of the biggest sex drives ever. So powerful she was able to fuck three futanari angels into submission.
 
*is tacklepounced, and pinned briefly, before flipping you back onto the pile of furs* Oh really? Lucky you. I'm feeling a bit bunny myself. Thinking of redoing my old Bunny Bounty Hunter thread.
 
*is tacklepounced, and pinned briefly, before flipping you back onto the pile of furs* Oh really? Lucky you. I'm feeling a bit bunny myself. Thinking of redoing my old Bunny Bounty Hunter thread.

A Bunny Bounty Hunter??

Cocks an eyebrow, playfully

Where the hell do you get your ideas, dragon love?
 
I like it. Very interesting idea. I like it... She's a hot bunny too.
 
I can't rid myself of this....a story maybe?

"Is it any wonder that I have given up?" The question was tossed over a bare brown shoulder, the sigh not voiced, but heard nonetheless. "I mean, seriously? What the hell do I keep trying for?"

There wasn't an answer. Marissa knew this. It didn't stop her from wishing she could ease Tessa's mind a little bit, give a bit of cheer, something. She couldn't, not even in jest, so she said nothing, instead listening as her friend gave vent to the feelings she had hidden for the past few months as the end of another doomed relationship came to pass.

"Women are no better than men, probably worse. Why can't I be straight? Fuck!" The last word was echoed by a resounding CRASH as Tessa threw a framed picture of her and her ex at the bedroom mirror. "
 
wanders into my den and curls up into a ball on a nearby cushion, nose to knees. It is a very bad day and though I want company, I don't have the energy to entertain anyone...so I curl up, alone and try to keep my brain from thinking.
 
About the same as usual. Check the China Pearl for the latest idea I am working on.
 
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