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@paddyhara >> plotted starter
The mission had been a success. Or at least that’s what Kara had thought at first. Sure, she’d been hit with some really weird serum, the needle jabbed right into her neck and piercing even her Kryptonian skin, and while it had made her feel dizzy and fuzzy for a moment, she’d thought nothing of it. Everything’s fine, she’d told her team, as they made their way back. I’m fine, nothing’s wrong...
That was before her breasts started to grow, her ass started to round out, grow firmer and larger. Before her mind started to dim a little more with each passing moment. But still, Kara didn’t think anything of it. Everything seemed perfectly fine, even as she realized her top was suddenly too tight, too small, her breasts straining against it since they’d grown in size. “Huh,” she said, tilting her head with a giggling sort of smile, her hands moving to cup her larger tits.
She was so enraptured by them that she didn’t notice she wasn’t alone anymore...
Closed starter
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Abnoba Thordottir stood outside the Avenger’s compound nervously. She knew they were expecting her, but at the same time it was her first day in training with the Avengers and she had some very large shoes to fill, especially since the Steve Rogers was training her.
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It all sounded too good to be true. A rent free apartment sounded perfect for the broke college student. Sierra had tried to get a job but it was hard finding something to work with her class and study schedule. Her parents gave her some money every month but it definitely wasn’t enough to cover rent, food and gas. She was pretty desperate and if this place was like the ad said it would be perfect. She arrived at the mansion and adjusted her skirt as she waited for the manager to give her the tour. She had already sent in her application and hoped it met the standards of this place.
"Let's get you to bed." - Steve for Nat (pre-Endgame)
Send "Let's get you to bed" for your muse finding mine asleep on their desk.
Send “Huh, what?” for my muse finding yours asleep at theirs. [Accepting]
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Natasha had fallen asleep at her desk. She had been working through most of the night. So she had fallen fast asleep. She only roused a little bit feeling Steve’s hand on her shoulder. She rubbed her eyes as she looked over at him. “What time is it?” She asked sitting up.
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The store wasn’t as crowded as it usually was at that time of the day. It meant that she had better time to help and guide any customers who might needed help. She spotted someone who looked as if her was searching for something and she decided to approach him.”Excuse me sir? Do you need help with anything?” Carla asked with soft tone to her voice.
Handler|| Closed
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Eilinora rushed through the SHIELD base, not wanting to be late again for her meeting with her designated handler. She just barely made it in time, the inhuman panting as she entered his office. “Agent Ravenwood reporting for duty sir. Should I prepare for inspection as usual sir?”
Sun, sea and ?
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Draco smirked a bit as he heard her shriek, his hand moving from her clit and then up to her lips for her to taste herself. He was well aware he wouldn’t last for too much longer. Indeed moments later he whispered in her ear. “In or out?” He asked, feeling his own orgasm fast approaching.
Her eyes flew open at his question, her eyes latching onto his intense gaze as she sucked on his finger. He’d never asked before and she never had the courage to tell him her preference because… well… he was, after all, Draco. And the Malfoy heir of old always took whatever he wanted. It struck Pansy, even as he was so obviously near his own crisis that he would stop to think of her. What had happened to him while they’d been separated, she wondered silently.
“Out,” she breathed. Afterall, the last thing she needed was having to fret about a Malfoy pregnancy. She hadn’t bothered with any charms or birth control simply because there hadn’t been a need in the last year or so.