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Styx was currently in the middle of exercising. doing pull ups on a bar with weights tied to his hooves. the boy grunting as he raised his chin above the bar over and over again. they'd finally reached the next city after having traveled for days.

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Friday night; The night the entire world came out to wander the streets like zombies to satiate their need for partying and drinking. Lydia herself wasn't terribly in love with the idea, but she had some friends that needed an extra groupie for the night and she agreed. "...And that was when I was like 'oh my god, that's crazy bro'!" Someone was busy telling a story for the fourth time at her table, the rest of the table seeming enthused but Lydia needed out. "I'm gonna get another drink!" She yelled over the loud music in the bar, thumbing over her shoulder. Not a soul at the table turned and looked her way. Great, just great, fantastic even. Walking up to the bar and digging in her purse, she fished out her wallet flagging down the bar tender for a Jack and Coke. Waiting at the bar, she turned, surveying the rest of the people subtly. Just a whole lot of drunks, guys trying to get their dicks wet, and- wait a minute. Smack dab right next to her was a woman who didn't look too far from her age group, seemingly sitting alone at the loud bar. No, it wasn't her willingness to come out in such a crowded area with no one else that made her stick out to Lydia, it was something else entirely. Lydia could feel a tingling in the back of her neck, then a burning sensation, grasping the back of her neck and wincing. Owe, shit. Was she drugged? Having an anxiety attack? Migraine? No, but the only other option... "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?!" Lydia yelled over the music to the other patron, her winged earrings jingling as she tried to fix her hair with one hand.

Against character, Ms. Cross wasn’t on the hunt. Not yet, anyway. It was unpleasant to juggle twin hungers, after all. Unfortunately, this bar was a bust. Packed door to door with parties and the heterosexual, both useless to her. Must've been some event going on, for a subculture in her blindspot. Feelin' more and more like the belly more mundane was all she could sate here, but it was fine -- really she'd come to exploit the extended Happy Hour.

Riley kinda figured the only real purpose of places like a Spencer’s Gifts was to walk in with your high school friends or when already intoxicated. Nobody ever shopped there except for gag gifts and to buzzedly ogle the various self pleasure devices on offer. But here was the rebuff! As alternative as they came.

Her head cocked to a side, focusing on the stranger. No, they hadn't met, she concluded, tracing the rim of her glass. Pretty good with names and faces and even matching them together, but she knew about three alt women, and none of them were this tall. Sometimes this happened. Rare but not unwelcome. As a connoisseur of the pick up line, though, she couldn’t let it go unconsidered.

It’s not bad. Invites a response, but that response could well be no, which will just ruin your momentum. "I'm not sure." So if I pass the buck, you need to have a follow up. "Feel like I'd remember you, kitten." That's a freebie. Lets you to move forward with a little confidence. "What do you think?”

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👅 (Neck, from Elegg)

These Nikke were insatiable, but so was she. It was a surprise attack Elegg had launched on Yuki, she doesn't know if she was just having fun or in the mood. But either way, Yuki grabs the playful Nikke by her plush ass and licks her back.

Licks that go into a kiss, that go into nipping at her soft neck.

"Elegg--Come on, you're my partner for the night."

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Haven wandered through the massive desert city, spinning and looking all around taking the wonders of the world in. He was nearby on treaty business and wanted to stop by someone while he was in the area.

“Smithy smithy smithy…” He muttered to himself, dancing through the crowd and heading to a building that was billowing smoke through a chimney every so often, “Aura?” He called into the shack, putting a hand on the door frame.

Even before entering, one can hear the clang of hammer on anvil. The door opens with a cheerful ring of the bell.

"Be with ya in a minute!" A familiar voice calls out. There's a few more hammer strikes before she comes out, wiping the sweat from her brow with a small towel.

"Oh! Haven! Been awhile since I seen ya. What brings you here? Mama giving you trouble again?"

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"Morning Wood Witness" (Elegg)

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Send in "Morning Wood" to have my muse wake up with massive morning wood, and see how they deal with it. Or send in "Morning Wood Witness" to see how my muse reacts to the one next to her having Morning Wood.

"Hmmm..." Ryuko stirred lightly as she slowly woke herself up, stretching her arms over her head before she looked over next to her to find Elegg laying there. With a soft chuckle, Ryuko would wrap her arms around the Nikke as she pressed up against her from behind.

"Good morning, babe~ You sleep we-" She cut herself off before she would notice a bulge from under the sheets between Elegg's legs. "Need some help there, babe~?" Ryuko purred into her ear as she pressed her hips up against the blonde's shapely rear.

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"That should be easy yes!" Caitlyn closes her eyes and focuses on Vi, she tries to imagine what kind of clothes she'd fit in, what she'd wear...when suddenly something in her senses focuses in on a particular.

Black shorts, long black boots, brown crop top jacket and a black top.It looked almost...Demonic. How odd...but her mind was insisting this would fit so...

Snap!

"What do you think?"

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