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BFORE YOU POST, KNOW THIS! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:25 No. 8547 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts] Stickied

ALL REQUESTS FOR STORIES OR STORY CONTENT ARE TO GO IN THIS THREAD! ALL STORY REQUESTS NOT POSTED IN THIS THREAD WILL BE DELETED AND THE POSTER MAY BE BANNED. ALL COMMENTS QUESTIONS, AND OTHER OF THE LIKE ARE TO GO HERE AS WELL! Also, if you don't have constructive comments, keep them to yourself. Or you'll get banned for being an ass. This is not /b/, you have been warned.

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Raceplay or religionplay Jim 17/09/26(Tue)22:05 No. 25152 ID: a02f96

I am trying to find any stories of raceplay or religionplay. Preferably white men as the doms. I cant seem to find any online. Its all black power and shit like that. Any help would be awesome. Thanks fellow pervs.




READ BEFORE POSTING! Cowboy!6UZGZTHCak ## Mod ## 10/06/30(Wed)19:11 No. 8546 ID: 5eefb3 [Reply] Locked Stickied

This is a thread for ALL AUTHORS and READERS. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you save your story in a post able form, this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Also, if anyone has something available as far as web space for an archive, please e-mail me at 1subject@live.com.
I also recommend to everyone that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/ channel. Research it and please stop in, any questions you have about well, ANYTHING can be answered there. There are many good different types of IRC clients, some can attach right onto your browser. So find one and set it up.
3litchan is gone as far as I know. Don’t asking nothing more, ‘cause on that subject….I don’t know nothing’, I just work here.
Adios,
Cowboy




Roommates (loli) Anonymous 12/10/06(Sat)11:32 No. 17319 ID: 5c8966 [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

It all started when I was 19, in my first semester at college. I'd moved away from home and into my first apartment, and got my first roommate as well. He was a year younger than me, but unlike me he hadn't spent a year after graduating highschool saving up his money for tuition and rent. His parents died in an avalanche at a ski resort, and between their considerable savings and the payout from the life insurance, he could afford college and not have to work for years. I hadn't known it when I met him at orientation and we decided to share an apartment, but he also had custody of his 11 year old sister.

The apartment was big, and nicer than I could have ever afforded on my own, so all three of us had separate bedrooms (hers was supposed to be a laundry room or something originally.). I also discovered my roommate was a bit of a dick who neglected his little sister.

I don't think it was intentional, more a result of losing his parents and having to adjust his plans for the future to revolve around caring for his sibling, and he probably wasn't ready for that sort of responsibility. But unless he needed to give her a ride or buy her something she needed, he basically didn't interact with her. He also barely did anything with me; maybe once a week he'd play video games with me, but he spent nearly all his time in class or shut in his room studying.

His little sister was cute, with her blue eyes, freckles, and short, light brown hair, but obviously way too young for me. She didn't play with dolls or anything, so I guess she was mature for her age, but she also spent all her time shut in her room when she wasn't at school. And I don't think she had any friends at her new school either.

After a month or so with my new roommates, we'd settled into a routine. If they weren't exactly friendly, they weren't bad either; quiet, clean, and they were the only way I could afford a really nice apartment just a block from campus.

I wish I'd known then what I know now. It'd have saved me a lot of grief.


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Anonymous 17/10/21(Sat)23:50 No. 25166 ID: ddf3f5

OP I SWEAR TO GOD IF THERE'S NO SEX IN THE NEXT ONE.


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OP!!L1ZTV3LGZl 17/10/22(Sun)15:37 No. 25168 ID: 63663e

The post-apocalyptic wasteland was a barren desert, the wind blowing a haze of sand across the ruins of civilization. The stillness was shattered by the roar of multiple V8 engines, a horde of classic muscle cars and hot rods, each with a variety of improvised armor, weapons, and spikes welded to them, screamed their way across the wastelands. The lead vehicle was driven by a man wearing mirrored aviators and a leather bomber jacket, while his companion in the passenger seat chose to wear a neon mohawk, football pads, and assless chaps.

"What a day, what a lovely day!" he shouted, clinging the spoils of their latest raid: a waifu body pillow and a bucket of gold jewelry.

Wielding a sawed-off shotgun, he screamed triumphantly as his car was the first to pass through the gates into the fortress looming over the barren plains like a rusted cancer. The harsh, guttural snarl of the engines died down one by one and the horde of raiders barred the gates behind them, then raced down the tunnels into the bunker below.

Gathering with the women and children of the clan, they waited with bated breath as their leader, a muscular man wearing a hockey mask and Speedo and little else, waved them all into silence.

"I see you! I see you all, my people! Road warriors, the strength of the clan! Women, the caretakers of the clan! Children, the future of the clan! I see you all! But now is the time to listen! Listen to the words of our prophet!"

A figure, clad in a hooded robe, stepped onto the stage as the leader took his own seat, then flipped back the hood, revealing a gas mask. The only sound in the bunker was the hiss of breath through his respirator, and then he held up one hand, fingers shaped to make the letter L on his forehead. The rest of the clan did the same, solemnly chanting, "loli is love, loli is life!"

Then the prophet sat down on the stage and slowly removed his mask, revealing himself to be OP.

"And now, my children, I shall tell you the next chapter of my tale..."
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Anonymous 17/10/22(Sun)22:49 No. 25170 ID: 2e0c2e

>>25168
OP...OP never delivers... What? I don't... The world does not make sense anymore, the fabric of space time has fractures. OP DELIVERED!




Shapeshifter Girlfriend Izu 17/05/10(Wed)23:32 No. 25026 ID: b90e87 [Reply]

# Shapeshifter Girlfriend
### Chapter 1

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Just a quick note, this is my first time writing this kind of stuff so I apologize if there are any redundancy or wrong gramming in the story.

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I'm Michael, just your average guy who works as an IT for a company. Age 23, 6 foot height, average build, not too muscular, not too thin either. No experience with a woman.

After a finishing up all the remaining paperworks a few days before deadline I hit the nearest bar from work to celebrate. Inside the bar, I let out all my stress drinking shot after shot.

I finish up and walk out the bar, looking at my watch and noticed it's already 11:48PM, I felt the need to puke so I headed to the nearest alley not knowing there was someone following me.

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Anonymous 17/10/21(Sat)03:50 No. 25164 ID: 28a7d4

>This world needs more shapeshifter stories

I agree. Thank you, I enjoyed this


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Izu 17/10/22(Sun)15:52 No. 25169 ID: d0fcab

>>25164
I'm glad that you enjoyed it even with my newbie and slightly cringy writing skills.

Although I'm not sure if I will be continuing this story as its plot was not properly planned out.

Though I will be working on a new story regarding a living skinsuit, which should hopefully turn out fine.




The Clarks Anonymous 16/06/05(Sun)18:39 No. 24311 ID: 98fd99 [Reply] [Last 50 posts]

Julie Clark was 10 years old the first time she masturbated. It was a cool night in March, the moon was full, and she used a well washed Gel Pen. With her feet propped up against a wall, a battery operated LED lantern at her side, and a full length mirror ahead of her, she nervously prodded at her tingling nethers with the smooth round plastic cap of her pen.

She froze at every noise, the cat's collar jingling away downstairs, the house settling, an errant branch striking a window. Every single sound was a potential alarm, signaling the approach of her parents to punish her for this wanton act.

That worry soon faded the instant the side of her pen slid across her clitoris. Her free hand swung back to hold her up and grip at the soft blue carpeting of her floor as her muscles instantly malfunctioned. Surprised gasp soon turned to furtive rhythmic pants as each stroke of the pen against the needy nub sent heart pounding, tummy tightening, leg wobbling, toe curling jolts of electric thrill that rocked her pre-pubescent frame like a trailer in Tornado Alley.

She felt moist heat slowly slide down her crotch and saw her hot pink privates glisten in the stark white light of her lantern. If any part of her wanted to be curious, stop, and investigate, it was quickly bound, gagged, and drowned in the river of astonishing sensation. Her body grew tighter, the heat in her belly sky rocketed, the universe around her seemed to shrink to a single point until finally, boom. Stars danced in her eyes, she lost her balance and thumped against carpet hard, writhing and wriggling as she bit her lip to stifle the almost unstoppable squeaks that came along with the explosion.

As her brain stopped clicking the on-off switch of her consciousness and her heartbeat finally slowed, the thing she would remember most about that night came into focus for the very first time.

It was the sight of her eighteen-year-old brother Nick, on the living room couch, fingering his girlfriend, Lori. Of course, at the time, she didn't know that word. All she knew for sure was that she was sitting in his lap, and his hand was past the waistband of her skirt.

That singular moment of voyeurism carried her through repeat sessions for almost a year. Until one day she saw them leave the school cafeteria and sneak over to a shady spot on campus, where Lori gave her brother a blowjob.

His hair was dark down there, she'd lifted his shirt so Julie could see his abs flexing as Lori teased and suckled at him like a popsicle. In that second stolen moment, Nick Clark ceased being just her beloved older brother, but the star supreme of her sexual awakening.
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Anonymous 17/05/17(Wed)17:12 No. 25032 ID: e22b1d

>>24949
Thanks, any progress?


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update? Anonymous 17/10/21(Sat)16:10 No. 25165 ID: 46c830

or is the story dead? :(


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Anonymous 17/10/22(Sun)07:20 No. 25167 ID: 965af2

>>25165
Sorry folks, I just haven't had the motivation to continue.




4 Days on the Road -- by Frequent Traveler 15/09/04(Fri)07:45 No. 23827 ID: e90ee8 [Reply]

This is something that took a bit. Of the 4 days, I will load the first 2 now and the next 2 at a later date. This is story is wishful thinking for me, but for some it may be true, therefore I must preface this story with the disclaimer that any similarities between this story, the people, the location, and the actions with actual real-world events are purely coincidental. (M/f consensual).

Four Days On The Road
Home: As my luck would have it, my job decided to move me across the country. We’ve known about it for a little while and had been planning on our travels across from California to The Heartland. My wife and I spent many days going through the kids’ clothes, toys, and of course… the garage. If there’s anything I have learned about garages, it’s that your cars don’t fit. Especially when you have four kids and they are all spoiled rotten brats. So we had to go through ALL of the boxes to throw away, donate, or sell some items. My wife, my oldest son and I all packed boxes for each room of the house. When it was finally time, I grabbed the rental truck, brought it home and we spent the entire day packing it. That evening, I took our RV to an RV park and got everything set up for the family. I would be making the cross-country trip alone to the storage unit. We hadn’t been able to secure housing for ourselves prior, so a storage unit for a month or so wouldn’t be too bad. Besides, we had an RV, we could live in that for a couple of months until we could buy a house. That evening, after a shower, I was happy to be in a bed. I slept hard.

Road Day 1: We got up, had breakfast, then I grabbed my little duffel bag. We went out to the van to drive to our old house so that I could pick up the rental truck. I hugged and kissed my wife and kids good-bye, got in the truck, and drove off – waving at my family as I left. The first day on the road was going to be rough. I-80 from California to the east becomes a huge expanse of nothing once you pass Reno. I knew this heading out because I had taken that road before while on an RV excursion. Nevada was going to prove to be very hot, very brown, very ugly and very boring. My hope is that both the a/c and the radio would be working. I made it through the winding Interstate highway of Tahoe National Forest and into Reno, NV. The sights and sounds of Reno don’t appeal to me and I kept trucking on. The a/c was working nicely, but the view sucked ass. A couple hours later, I was approaching Winnemucca and noticed I that I was at a quarter tank. Winnemucca would be the last main town until Wendover and I wasn’t looking forward to walking in the desert to a gas station, so I decided to pull in and get some gas. I grabbed some food and filled the tank and got back on the road. Well, it didn’t take but twenty minutes and all of a sudden, I had to use the bathroom. The small town of Valmy was up ahead and there were signs for res Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 15/10/01(Thu)23:01 No. 23881 ID: b039ba

Nice work so far


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Anonymous 17/10/03(Tue)00:20 No. 25155 ID: 94f03e

Man, this was great. When are days 3 and 4 coming?


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Anonymous 17/10/20(Fri)11:37 No. 25163 ID: 92463a

>>25155
This was 2 years ago, dude




The Umbrella Hitch (Mg, loli, voy, slow) AnonyMPC 16/07/18(Mon)18:37 No. 24459 ID: a609fb [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

Sometimes people ask if I'm still writing. And I have been... I rarely stop, really, aside from occasional breaks, it just sometimes gets really slow.. And more annoyingly, I've just not been finishing a lot of stuff... some of what I get excited about writing peters out long before it's finished, leaving me with nothing postworthy. Frustrating, as you can imagine... it feels like a lot of writing for nothing, at least unless I get back to finish it one day. And maybe I will.

But at last, I finally have some stuff ready to go, save editing, and this is the first.

Before you ask, no, whatever ongoing project you were about to ask about is not one of the things I have waiting to post... it may well be somewhere in the mass of unfinished stuff piled up on my hard drive.

The Umbrella Hitch by AnonyMPC (Mg,loli, voy, slow)

Chapter One:

Sometimes I wonder if it was Fate after all, because so many events seemed to conspire to put me at that place and at that time, and if even one of them was different on that afternoon, I probably wouldn't have crossed paths with her.

First, there was that I got off work an hour early. One of my co-workers needed to pay for some emergency dental surgery, and most of us were letting him pick up an hour here or there from our shifts. I certainly didn't mind going a little early, although the weather made it complicated. That was the second thing. The best forecasts said it wasn't supposed to rain until the evening. Yet, just after 1pm, it started to drizzle. Ten minutes later, it was going hard. I'm talking torrential downpour. And it all happened just a few minutes before I started on my long walk home from work.

I didn't have my own car. Sometimes I was able to use my mother's, but usually she needed it, and that day I was out of luck. And there are buses, but not in a convenient straight line between my work and home. In order to get from one place to the other, I would have to make several transfers, waiting at each, often in the very weather I'd be trying to avoid. On the whole it took twice as long as just walking, which itself takes about half an hour. It was a pain in the ass and I kept telling myself to quit and try and get a more convenient job, but I didn't want it to reflect badly on my cousin, who recommended me.
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Asstr update and request Anonymous 17/09/09(Sat)17:15 No. 25138 ID: fc76f5

Hey Anony, thx for the update. Today I missclicked on my favorites and your page in asstr seems to be updated again (title says that your las update was on 2016). Is there any chance to see the scratch of "Magic Marker 2" posted in here? I really want to know what happen next.I really love your work!


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Anonymous 17/09/30(Sat)13:42 No. 25154 ID: 769380

Why not writestream on a different site AnonyMPC?

Also stream MPC5 pls. I'm dying.


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Anonymous 17/10/20(Fri)10:54 No. 25162 ID: 92463a

>>25132
Of all the stories you could've announced being close, Magic Marker is the worst one. Read all of your stories except for that one, I couldn't finish it. The characters were weak and all over the place, and the story just didn't seem to flow that well at all.

Regardless, probably personal preference, I hope this one is bearable to read. Looking forward to your new stuff as always :)




Natalie and Bree Imhotep 11/10/28(Fri)12:33 No. 14181 ID: c675f1 [Reply]

I put my plan into action about 11 years ago. The idea was simple; adopt a baby boy and raise it as a girl. Of course, the actual logistics were somewhat more complex, but that was the idea. In fact, I adopted two children, the boy (who I remaned Natalie) and a girl named Bree. An interesting fact is that a newborn is almost completely androgynous, aside from the genetalia. As they grow (even before puberty), sex hormones will determine wether or not they begin looking like a girl, or like a boy. Once puberty begins, then the sex hormones begin to give people their seconadry sexual characteristics, wide hips, full breasts, public hair, etc... Since the testicles were the source of male sex hormones, the first thing I needed to do was castrate Natalie. I took no pleasure in the act, but I couldn't have those male hormones dropping her voice and broadening her shoulders. Next, I began giving her controlled doses of regular female hormones, in amounts typical for her age. Neither girl would be exposed to the world outside, I would raise them in my own microcosm of morality and practices. If anything I do seems sick to you, then do not fear for the girls, because everything we do is normal to them, and even expected.

11 years later, I have two beautiful girls on the verge of puberty, that time in youth when they are at their deweyist and most beautiful. Natalie has thick, soft, and slightly wavy brown hair going down to her shoulder blades. Her hips are widening, and I can see some beautiful curves developing in her chest, waist, and buttocks. Her penis is still quite small, without those male sex hormones it never grew very much, and there is not any hair around it yet. Bree is lankier then Natalie, slightly taller and skinnier. Her platinum blonde hair is cut evenly at her shoulders, and her bangs are cut evenly across her forhead. She has recently grown faint traces of peach fuzz on her sex, much to her satisfaction.

I first introduced the girls to the experience of having an orgasm by adding some oral sex into the bedtime routine. After they bathed, dried off, and got dressed for bed, I would slide their pyjamas up and give them oral sex. For Bree, I would gently lick her labial folds, and then insert my toung into her vagina and roll it around. After becoming aroused, her clitoris would appear from under it;s protective hood, and I would begin running my tounge over it in long strokes. As Bree was still young, about 8 when I started this, she was still extremly sensitive and it would take little to satisfy her multiple times. When she involuntarily would push herself into my face and begin grunting, I knew she was nearly done. After she had an orgasm or two, she would hop into bed, and I would start on Natalie. Again, I would slide her night gown up, pull her panties to her knees, and enclose her penis within my mouth. If she was not already erect from the excitement of expectation, then I would hold it in my m Message too long. Click here to view the full text.


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Anonymous 15/12/28(Mon)16:13 No. 24060 ID: 2c92a6

>>24045
Proceed.


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Anonymous 16/01/02(Sat)04:05 No. 24066 ID: 3031b2

Oh no, he was a commie the entire time!


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Anonymous 17/09/29(Fri)14:23 No. 25153 ID: beb9f2

Does someone know where i can find a archive of all of Imhoteps works? Something like what Asstr.org is?




A Quiet Evening At Home (Mf+ ped inc beast extreme) Nicholas+Fellheimer 10/08/17(Tue)08:32 No. 9392 ID: 7b23cd [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]

A Quiet Evening at Home
- by Nicholas Fellheimer
(with thanks to PuppyLoverDawn!)

As I waited for the dog's thick cock to unknot from my ass and slowly came down from another orgasm, I opened my eyes and stared across the kitchen floor: in the living room, someone was fucking my youngest daughter on the couch, but I couldn't quite make out who it was. Sliding my face across the slick of spit and cum on the linoleum, I tried to get a better look, but the little whore kept thrashing around. Didn't look like her father, at least not from this angle. Probably one of Jeremy's friends.

Now I started wondering where my husband might have gotten off to. And was our back porch light on? He's probably out there selling tickets to the neighbors. I turned, and a rain of piss spattered across my face. Another of Jeremy's friends - in the study, my middle daughter was putting on some sort of slit-licking show with a young lady I had not yet been introduced to, much to the delight of the boys.

A second stream hit my face, followed by a third. The bathroom was apparently occupied, so someone had announced that the kitchen floor was now the place to piss. A dripping dick was wiped dry in my hair, then slipped into my mouth.

Goodness.

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Maybe I should start from the beginning.
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Anonymous 16/08/03(Wed)20:21 No. 24542 ID: 89f587

im looking for Gangbanged on the Elevator (A Tale of A Reluctant, Rough Group Sex): Bound & Helpless, Amber is Taken by Two Strangers (Taken on the Elevator). it was once on amazon but isnt anymore and i want to read it. does anyone know where i can find it??????


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Anonymous 17/09/12(Tue)19:02 No. 25142 ID: 9e6dc0

anyone know if this author is still posting anywhere else on the internet?


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Anonymous 17/09/16(Sat)09:34 No. 25146 ID: 3ce23c

Here:
https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=15949428




Futanari Funland (Futa on Male; Male on Futa; Futa on Futa) ZeroSchneider 13/09/08(Sun)03:30 No. 19676 ID: 024837 [Reply]

Written by: Zixtank (not me!)

Chapter 1: Locked up is fucked up…

Okay, I’m sure at least one of you guys or girls out there has caught three of the hottest girls at school in the act with each other in the girl’s locker room. Even if you haven’t, that is about what happened to me one day. Hey, my name is Alec, I’m eighteen and in my second year at high school. I have pretty long, black hair and everyone says I look feminine, which pisses me off. Something else that pisses me off is that I’m being teased at by every guy at the school and every girl thinks I look super-cute, but stays away because they don’t want to get bullied. So, how about I just take this story from the beginning, okay?

It was a normal, boring day at my normal, boring school with normal, boring classes. The only class that I actually like is physical education. Reason; I’m actually quite athletic. The thing I hate about it is that my male classmates have a tendency of hiding my gear and every time, they come up with a new place. The first time it’d been hidden in another locker, next time, in showers, so that it was soaked when I found it. Last week it was found in a toilet locker. Today, however, they had found the ultimate hiding spot; the girl’s locker room.

“You want it back, you go get it,” Ken said, looking me straight in the eye with a mocking expression.
“Why are you so afraid,” Johnny asked. “You are a girl, aren’t you? Or perhaps you just don’t want any cooties.” They all laughed and I, still in my gym clothes, walked out of the boy’s locker room and looked over at the girl’s. I decided to be as brave as I could and knocked on; no answer. I knocked again; still no answer, so I opened the door slightly and looked inside. I could hear voices; they were coming from around a wooden wall. I peeked around and my eyes widened to the size of wheel-caps; In the middle of the locker-room were three of the hottest girls in the school having sex with each other. Only, it wasn’t normal sex either, as all three of them had a huge cock hanging between their legs, at least fifteen inches each, along with a pair of tennis ball sized testicles. My jaw dropped and I just couldn’t believe it.

I knew who the girls were. The one on the top, fucking one of the other two’s mouth, was Nicole, the one getting it in the mouth, was Jen, and the one on her back, licking Nicole’s balls and fucking Jen’s hot pussy was Christina. God was that a hot sight.
I then turned around and carefully locked the door. Then I continued to watch them. Then I just couldn’t hold myself anymore, so I sat down on the floor, made sure I wasn’t noticed and then took out my dick and began wapping off to the sight before me, God was it hot.

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Anonymous 14/05/31(Sat)13:30 No. 21857 ID: b1293d

Bump. This is too good to let die.


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bump bump 15/06/28(Sun)15:28 No. 23703 ID: 7c63df

bump


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Anonymous 17/09/20(Wed)17:59 No. 25150 ID: 8d339d

and old bump




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