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I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Your wolf butt looks like a heart like theirs too." "Do you like my wolf’s butt?" he huffs, trying to stifle a laugh. "I love your wolf butt and your regular butt. They are both fluffy," I grinned. He scoffs, "How is my human butt fluffy?" "It's a bubble butt," I giggle. "A bubble butt?" he opens his mouth like he's offended, "Is that a bad thing?" "Not at all. Makes me want to bite it when I'm watching you get ready in the mornings. Especially in those one jeans. The Wranglers with the butt-hugging magic."

*I won't hurt you, I promise,* he said, his voice filled with sincerity, as he flew closer to her, his light shining brighter with excitement. * I didn't think it would really work!* she exclaimed, her voice filled with joy and surprise, as she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with delight. *Hi Finn.* He flew even closer to her, his light shining brighter with excitement, and she fluttered even more, her tiny wings beating rapidly, sending sprinkles flying everywhere. *Hi Whisper*, he replied, his voice filled with wonder, *You are beautiful*, he said to her, his words dripping with sincerity, and she blushed, and fluttered even more, her face glowing with happiness. I could hear them giggl

Oh gosh. Fluffy was gnawing on a bone. I quickly grabbed it and threw it to the other side of the tall bushes. Fluffy darted off, and I followed, pretending to be playing with his pet. Creed’s eyes landed on me. I smiled and jumped to find Fluffy, who was now growling playfully, rolling in the tall bushes. Following Fluffy, I could still see him tasting the air with his dragon tongue, but I couldn’t bear to go near him now. My face was not only pink because of the cold, but pink from sheer embarrassment! His eyes followed exactly where I was while I peeked through the bushes, not returning to his wood splitting.

Rufus chuckled, his voice a low rumble. "As ready as I'll ever be," I replied, with a smile. The day unfolded in a whirlwind of thrilling rides and forbidden delights. We soared through the air on the "Lunar Loop," the wind whipping through my fur as I let out a joyous yelp. Rufus won me a giant plush bat at a claw machine, its oversized fangs glinting playfully.

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Eleven said while trying to release her father's hug. "I don't need it, this is my breakfast" Her father said. "Stop dad, my body still hurts" But her father didn't care about that, he put his hands inside Eleven's clothes and slipped into her bra before squeezing Eleven's breasts from behind. "Ahhh.. I like your breasts Eleven, you have beautiful breasts" Her father kept licking and sucking Eleven's neck. "Enough dad! just stop” Eleven said with her body trembling. Her father turned Eleven around and leaned her against the counter behind her.

It's a mixture of fear and trust, uncertainty and gratitude. "So...I kind of named you," I say, breaking the silence. She looks at me with surprise. "You did?" "Yup. I named you Flutter." She coughs, almost choking on the sandwich. "What the hell? What kind of name is that?" "It fits you! Well, not you in this form, but when you were that little fluffy creature," I say defensively. She rolls her eyes. "I'm not a fluffy creature." "I know that now," I say sheepishly. "But it's a cute name, right?"

“Duuuuh... lee.” Flossie turned to Keezy. “Did she say Dudley?” “I don’t think so. They can’t...” “Duuuudley,” said the ogre. “Yes,” said Flossie, getting excited. “Dudley. Where’s Dudley?” “Duuuudley, Duuuudley.” The ogre began slapping her giant mitts together and jumping from foot to foot. Flossie started mimicking her. “Dudley, yes, where? Where Dudley?”

"Not something fun for sure!" The young man pulled out a Pixie flute, took a deeper breath so he could play the notes longer. Suddenly a swarm of insects shone around Wiggy's head, there were so many of them, the light they produced was even brighter than the flames of torches. When the Pixies let out a buzzing sound, Wiggy immediately put his index finger against his lips — telling them to shut up.

She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.