Well.

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Well.
slay the astro ummmmmm!
the desire to write a canon compliant fic of book 6 where Rachel, Cassie, and Marco teach Ax how to act like Jake...
The princess has locked herself in her chambers after becoming so unbelievably addicted to fucking her enormous tits with her massive fat gock, it's literally the only thing she'll do now. She's making such a mess there's milk and cum all over her room, and her subjects swear they can hear her growing even larger? They report sounds of splintering furniture and crumbling walls??
I’m surprised they can report any sounds besides the constant, thundering plap of my hips against my tits, so hung and so busty that there isn’t a position where my throbbing length isn’t sheathed between my massive, full milkers. Growing and growing, feeling the walls of my room grow tight around me, just like how my clothes felt tight when I just started growing, and they’ll both end the same way. A loud snap and relief from the prison hiding my curves from the world. Maids, knights, commonfolk, all gathering to worship the tits that crushed the castle, loving them so fervently that they can’t help but grow even bigger even faster.
my coworker just asked if we could follow each other on tumblr.
i really think it might be over i might be a gourm fictive. wife asked control question and i cant. answer ❗
i have THE tightest grip on reality. with my pinky finger. and im dangling over the edge