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(done)1. MASTERBATION- Roy
(Done)2. CUMMING UNTOUCHED- Hitoshi and Bokuatchi
(Done)3. THREESOME- Raku & Hitoshi & Bokuatchi
(Done)4. SOUNDING- Raph
(Done)5. WAXPLAY- Raph & Donnie
(Done)6. HUMILIATION- Gabi & Pekoe
7. BLOODPLAY- Bella
8. WEBCAM- Tony & Pink Tony (other)
9. TENTACLES- Janet
10. PUNISHMENT- Mikey & Leo & Shredder
11. HANDCUFFS- Konata & Filbert
12. KNEELING- Butch & Ruby
13. DILDOS- Sketchbook
14. CHOKING- Squid Girl & Konata
15. SEMIPUBLIC- Roy
16. REMOTE CONTROL- Chunky Kong & Lanky Kong
17. MESSY/ ROUGH SEX- Tony & Sketchbook
18. DOM/SUB- King K Rool & Candy Kong
19. CREAMPIE- Tony & Sketchbook
20. MIRROR SEX- Mamamametchi & Papamametchi
21. MONSTERFUCKING- Red Guy & Konata
22. GUNPLAY- Emu & Honami
23. BITING KINK- Haru & Gold Ship
24. GAGS- Konata & Squid Girl
25. DOUBLE PENETRATION- Claire & Andy & Duncan
26. LINGERIE- Bread Mother & Bread Boy
27. HAIRPULLING- Kanade & Mafuyu
28. MULTIPLE ORGASMS- Konata
29. BODY WORSHIP- Claire & Andy
30. BREEDING- Sketchbook & Tony
31. SURPRISE- ITS A SURPRISE!!!

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Hot.
That was the word that kept ringing through Roy’s head.
Hot. Hot. Hot. So so so fucking hot.
Every touch burned.
He wanted it to stop.
And yet, the other half of him wanted more.
It wanted flames to tickle his skin and leave pretty little scars.
Just the thought of his skin boiling from a fire almost sent him over.
His mind was so loud and yet so so quiet.
His hips jerked.
A moan passed his mouth.
Squeeze, pull, push, glide.
No real pattern to it.
His dick bobbed painfully.
He wanted to see how far he could push himself.
Precum glistened on his dick.
Sweet and beautiful.
"Fuuuck"
He positions himself so they go into his ass.
They slide in.
He decides to let himself cum this time.
Fingers much colder than his own go in and out of him.
He moans and gasps. Even though it's only one finger, he feels so full. He bites his bottom lip. Blood pools between his teeth and his mouth. His cock is flushed red. His thumb glides over his slit. Hips rock at a faster pace. Pre-cum dribbles down his length. The cool hardwood floor digs into his knees. They tear from splinters and broken glass. It doesn't stop him. Infact, he keeps rutting his hips. The lifeless hand crackles from his brutality. Drool escapes his mouth. Coated in red from his mouth. His hand starts to cramp. But he's so close to sweet release. The blanket that he had earlier gets coated in his blood and drool. His stomach spasms. Hot, sticky cum erupts from his cock. His balls clench, eager to be emptied. His grip on the arm tightens, so much that its bones fracture. Roy’s vision goes black. Did he pass out? Seems that way. When he regains consesness, he finds his body is utterly numb. His mind is in an utter state of bliss. All he can think is how good he feels. And how hot. The victims house starts to cave in. Shit. He thought he had more time before the thing burnt down. He stands up. Legs feel like jello but instincts kick in. The arm falls to the ground. He moans as the fingers slip out of his ass. His dick starts to harden once more. Flames enter the room. Heat tickles his limbs. He jumps out the window. His outfit in one arm, knife in the other. Adrenaline kicks in, his cock gets harder. He'll have to fix that later. For now he has to run before the cops get to him. Feet move on their own accord. Muscle memory kicking in. He heads the house. There, he will fix his erection. His shoes got swallowed up in the fire. It's ok. The rocks dig into his feet. He moves his knife to the hand holding his outfit. Now, his freehand moves to his cock. He jerks off while running through the woods. His feet start to bleed from the forest grounds abuse. Cum trickles down his cock. He laughs. It just feels so freeing. In the distance, he sees his home. Slightly falling apart. He cums a second time before he even gets to the backyard. He trips and falls. Cum splatters his outfit. Blood trickles from the new wounds on his shins. He moans at the pain. It's going to be a long night.

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Hitoshi had a sex drive of a rock.
Had being a key term.
Until he met the annoying motherfucker called “Bokuatchi".
Bokuatchi would flirt with him.
Hitoshi ignored him, hurt him, and even killed him!
But somehow he always came back (*).

This annoyed the taller boy.
Growing up around gayness being a 'sin' managed to make
Hitoshi hate the idea of sex.
Bokuatchi didn't understand.
He wanted the eye masked to fuck him into next week.
Was that so much h to ask for?
The shorter cat boy would spy on Hitoshi.
In and out of trials.
This pissed off the other cat boy.
So naturally, one day he pinned the shorter one to a wall.
"Ohh~ Hitoshi, finally going to rearrange my guts?"
Hitoshi shook his head yes.
Bokuatchi wanted to get fucked?
Fine.
He'll make Bokuatchi fucking die from getting dicked down.
The smaller cat boy’s eyes shot open.
Really!?
This God of a cat boy is going to fuck him!?
It's a dream come true!
He didn't even care if he was just used as a flashlight and then killed after!

Bokuatchi began to get hard just at the thought.
When he looked down to see the others outline, he was disappointed to find Hitoshi no were near hard.
He whined in disappointment.
Hitoshi internally laughed.
Pathetic little creature so upset that he didn't get hard.
Hitoshi lifted Bokuatchi and turned him around.
His face smashed into the brick wall.
The smaller cat boy was a little grateful he had his eyes closed on to cushion the impact.
The shape moved his hands to grasp the others waist.
Fingers dug deep into his plush hips.
Bokuatchi knew they would leave bruises and the thought excited him.
He moaned out.
Dick strained against its confines.
Precum began to stain his pants.
Hitoshi ripped off the cat boy shroud.
Bokuatchi moaned at the harshness.
He perked his ass up.
His hands slid to the wall.
The shape threw the cloth to the ground and ripped off the smaller cat boy’s pants
Bokuatchi moaned once more.
He spread his legs and arched his back.
One hand traveled its way to his throbbing cock.
Hitoshi dug his hand off Bokuatchi’s hip to slap his hand away from his cock.
Bokuatchi squeeked in surprise.
Hitoshi moved his hand back to Bokuatchi’s hips.
He then started to take off his clothes, tying the arms below his waist.
The shape then brought his semi-hard dick to Bokuatchi’s hole.
"Wait wait! Hold on big guy! You gotta prep me first! Here, I have some lube. Either I can do it or you can do it."
Bokuatchi revealed a bottle of lube from his trashed shroud.
The shape sighed in annoyance.
The shorter one wanted to be fuck, now he doesnt!?
What gives?
Hitoshi slapped the lube out of his hand and retrieved his knife instead.
A long and deep cut was carved out of Bokuatchi’s back.
Bokuatchi moaned loudly.
Blood poured from the wound and down to the curve of his ass.
It was a sight to see.
The blood trickled down to his hole.
A shiver ran up the shorter's spine.
His hands clenched.
Hitoshi shoved a finger into the others unprepared hole.
"AH! HITOSHI!"
Bokuatchi clenched hard, unprepared for the taller ones finger to shove up into his ass.
Hitoshi thrusted his finger in and out.
Blood poured down Bokuatchi’s thighs and Hitoshi’s hand.
He gave no warning when another, equally thick finger was added with the other.
His speed sped up.
The sound of his hand hitting the others ass rang through the small alley.
Moans erupted out of Bokuatchi.
Jeez, was he really going to cum just from getting fingered?
Yes. Yes he was.
Bokuatchi panted.
"Fuck fuck fuck! I'm gonna cum! Please ah~"
Just like that he came.
Hot, sticky cum splattered against the brick wall.
Bokuatchi hips rocked back and forth.
His hole clenched tightly.
Hitoshi pulled his finger out and grabbed his dick.
He lined it up with the shorters throbbing hole.
In one push, his hips met the others.
His dick hit deep into Bokuatchi.
The shape thrusted in and out.
Using Bokuatchi as his own plaything.
Bokuatchi moaned and whimpered from overstimulation.
Hitoshi came inside Bokuatchi with one final thrust of his hips.
A tear fell down Bokuatchi’s cheek.
He had begun to cry from how good it all felt.
Hitoshi pulled out and Bokuatchi dropped to the floor.
His legs felt like jello.
Hitoshi grabbed the shroud and cleaned himself off.
He zipped himself up and walked away.
Bokuatchi lay on the floor.
Cum oozing out of his ass.
His dick was still hard.
He huffed in frustration but smiled anyway.
Dream come true.

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Raku Chan moaned into her hand.
Her hips thrusted into thin air.
Her other hand was busy stuffing fingers into her ass.
She was 3 fingers deep when she heard the door open.
Hitoshi rushed to cover himself.
"It's alright, I'm sure Raku will- RAKU CHAN WHAT THE FUCK!?"
Hitoshi was in his 'normal’ clothes.
Hitoshi was wearing something simular.
Raku however was wearing nothing.
Realizing this only made Raku harder.
Her pupils were so wide that her eyes matched Hitoshi’s.
"I- Ah didnae ken you'd be back sae earlie!"
This was a lie.
The thought of being caught, fucking herself on their shared bed edged him on more than he'd like to admit.
Somehow the British man's eyes managed to get darker at this.
The Scott turned his attention to Bokuatchi.
His pants had an obvious buldge and his eyes darted to look anywhere but at Raku.
Hitoshi noticed this too.
He swiftly closed and locked the door.
Bokuatchi looked startled.
"I, I should go..."
"Only if you want to, but I can see the boner you got King. I say we both fuck him as a ... punishment"
The Austrian blushed harder.
His hands covered the tent in his pants.
"Is- Is that ok with you?"
All the attention in the room shifted to Raku.
Still naked as the day she was born.
She nodded eagerly.
Hitoshi chuckled.
He began to take off his clothes and untie the string holding his pants up.
Bokuatchi followed, clearly shy as his hands shook the whole time.
Raku thre the blankets off of him.
She spread her legs.
Hitoshi walked up to her.
His dick out.
It's tip was flushed red and twitched at the cold air from the room.
"Suck."
The Scott followed directions.
Taking Hitoshi all the way down her throat.
She hollowed his cheeks and moved his tounge.
Hitoshi moaned.
The Austrian slowly stroked himself.
Getting off merely at the show infront of her.
Hitoshi’s hand sneaked its way into the Scottish cat girl’s hair.
She gave her hair a harsh tug.
Raku moaned around his cock.
Hitoshi pulled her off and manhandled him to be on all fours.
He sat at the otherside of the bed.
He pulled the Scott to suck his cock once more.
Now Raku’s ass was on full view for Bokuatchi to see.
His hole winked at him and his dick bobbed, looking for any friction.
"Fuck his arse."
The taller man slowly walked over to the edge of the bed.
His hands went to hold the smallest's hips.
Raku moaned again at the touch.
Her back arched.
Bokuatchi took one hand and pushed two fingers into Raku’s hole.
Moans erupted from her.
This vibrations almost sent Hitoshi over.
He took his cock out of the warmth of the Scottish cat girl’s mouth.
One hand jerked off and the other pulled on Raku’s hair.
Cum splattered over her face.
She moaned.
Cum dibbled off her pussy.
It was so hard, it became painful.
"KING FOK MEH PLEASE"
Hitoshi laughed.
"Well, don't keep her waiting"
The Austrian removed his hands swiftly. He grabbed his cock and lined up.
Raku sobbed.
Bokuatchi froze up.
Hitoshi bent over and grabbed Boku’s hips.
His dick filled Hitoshi’s walls.
They both moaned.
Bokuatchi thusted his hips fast and hard.
"Please, please kin ah spunk?"
"English Soap."
Hitoshi groaned.
The echo of skin on skin filled the room.
"Canne cum? Please?"
Desperation filled his voice.
"Alright Raku."
With her boyfriend’s thumbs up, he came.
Back arched, hole clenched, milking the Austrian for all of his cum
Bokuatchi’s heavy balls emptied in the smaller male.
His grip on his hips became bruiseful.
The Austrain continued to slam into Raku’s .
Breeding her.
Raku moaned at the view.
Bokuatchi pulled out.
Cum trickled out of Raku’s hole.
Now it was a fun game of pass the Raku.
By the end of the night, every hole was filled with cum.
Overstimulation plagued the Scottish cat girl.
Bokuatchi and Hitoshi bred Raku good.
Punishment well fit.

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Raph sat in the dim light of a studio.
He traced a turtle finger over the table’s surface.
He stared at a thin metal rod lying in front of him.
He had found it earlier.
In a black box with lube, a towl, and some pornographic Polaroids.
It had a rounded tip on one end and grooves along its shaft.
He picked it up, turning it over in his hand, staring at his reflection in the metal.
He held the rod in front of him.
The turtle tested its weight.
It wasn't that heavy.
But it was quite cold.
He grabbed the lube.
It dribbled down the rod.
The hand not holding the rod went and rubbed the lube in.
He spread his legs.
Cock already at half mass.
Raph brought the hand he was just using to rub in the lube, and grabbed his cock instead.
He moaned.
Friction setting some kind of lustful fire in his gut.
His other hand brought the lubed rod to the tip of his dick.
He moaned at the cold.
Eyes dropped slightly.
Somehow his face got even redder.
Excitement glossed over him.
He pushed the tip into his cock.
It hurt.
Pain gripped him like a vice.
Yet he continued.
Once the pain settled down, euphoria hit him like a truck.
It felt like he had to take a piss.
He knew he didn't though.
He pushed more of the rod into his dick.
Moans and gasps flooded out of him.
Raph swore he could see stars.
Hips moved to get more friction.
His turtle ass scooting on its seat.
Turtle fingers trailed up his stomach to find his nipples.
He squeezed and pulled them.
His back arched.
The knot tightened.
One hand moved the rod in and out of his dick.
His balls tightened.
Drool pooled out of the corner of his mouth.
His eyes closed as he came.
He quickly pulled the rod out of himself.
White liquid replaced were the rod.
He moaned.
Body numb.
It was the best feeling he ever felt.
His chest slowed down.
Breathing stabilized once more.
He was still on cloud 9, but slowly floating down.
His eyes opened once more.
He looked down at the mess in between his legs.
His hand shook but still grabbed the towl from the box.
He cleaned the mess up and stood.
Dizziness hit him.
His legs threatened to collapse.
He cleaned the rod and put it back in the box.
The closet door opened and Raph placed the box inside it.
He closed the door and went to his bed.
He lay on top of it.
One hand on his stomach, the other beside him.
His eyes closed once again.
As he drifted into sleep he heard three familiar voices.
At least he enjoyed his alone time well.

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Donnie sat on the end of a bed.
Flames danced from his lighter.
He watched.
He was on some random mission.
Waiting for a helicopter to arrive and pick up him and the large Austrian next to him.
Their thighs touched.
Raph was staring at his hands.
Donnie knew how dangerous being trapped in your mind could be.
"Do ya fancy a slag mate?"
His voice was horse from yelling all day.
Raph snapped his head at the British man.
Donnie thought he didn't understand his slang so he dumbed it down.
"I mean, do you wanna... fok?"
The Austrians face practically illuminated from how red his face got.
He shoot his head yes.
Who in their right mind wouldn't have sex with Donnie!?
Donnie’s lighter was turned off and stored on the floor.
He crawled into Raph’s lap and pushed both of them down to lay on the bed.
Raph grabbed the other males hips.
His eyes were wide.
Yes he gave consent but he didn't think Donnie would actually have sex with him!
But he wasn't complaining at how Donnie manhandled him.

Raph’s tact vest was already off.
Tossed on a wooden chair that lay in the corner.
So, Donnie was able to rip off his shirt with ease.
The taller man moaned.
His dick began to stur in his pants.
Donnie gaze drifted over the now topless Raph.
His hands found place on the larger man's pecs.
Thumbs dragged over his nipples.
Gasps flew out his mouth.
Donnie got a brilliant idea.
He grabbed a candle from the side table and his lighter.
The flame kissed the wick on the candle.
It ignited, glowing bright in the dark room.
Donnie tilted the candle a little bit over the Austrian.
Hot wax splashed on his chest and then cooled.
Raph moaned loudly.
One large hand went under his mouth.
Donnie laughed.
He moved the candle to his clavicle.
The turtle under him twitched from the sudden warmth.
Muffled moans filled the room.
Donnie ground down on Raph’s boner.
The other man humped up into him.
Donnie used his unoccupied hand to push his mask up.
He bent over and bit Raph’s shoulder.
Blood pooled from the new wound.
His tounge lapped it up.
Copper taste on his tounge.
The taste brought him back to his younger years.
Going to hard at too big of opponents and getting his ass beat.
Blood would run from his broken noses and split lips.
Raph tasted like blood and sweat.
You could easily tell that he was doing something exercisingly just by the taste.
The smell of his musk filled Donnie’s nose.
He craved more.
Hot wax and bite marks littered the bigger man's abdomen.
Tears prickd his eyes.
He desperately needed more friction.
"Bitte, bitte Si. Please. Need more!"
He practically growled out pleas.
"You wanna fok my arse? Want your cock to fill me hole?"
His words teased Raph.
Sending jolts of pleasure through his spine and down to his cock.
His head bobbed up and down.
He looked so cute and desperate.
Donnie took of his pants.
He often went commando and so didn't have to take off any boxers.
Raph moaned at this new fact.
Donnie’s cock bobbed painfully.
Red tip begging for relief.
Raph guessed he got as much out as he himself did too.
Donnie popped the button of the Austrians pants and unzipped his pants.
Donnie knew that he was driving the other man crazy from the slight pressure.
But finally after the Britt pulled down Raph’s boxers, did he get a view of what he was going to have inside of him.
"Bloody hell! If I knew you were that massive, I woulda fucked you ages ago!"
Raph blushed hard.
His hands covering his whole face in embarrassment.
After all people don't usually complement his dick.
Donnie spit in his hand and jerked the larger turtle.
When his whole dick was covered in his spit, he nelt over his cock.
He lined his hole and the giant cock up.
Donnie practically screamed as his ass was torn apart.
No prep caused Raph dick to practically split him in half.
Blood pooled from his rim.
"SHITE! Don! Don, are you alright!?"
Raph got worried about his dear friend and his ass.

"Ffffffoooook! I'm alright mate. Little bit of a masochist."
Donnie lifted his hips and dropped down once more.
The sound of Donnie’s ultra fat ass plaping on Raph’s fat, extra long dick filled the room.
Raph came inside Donnie.
Donnie came on the wax on the Austrians chest.
Mission successful.

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Pekoe grabbed her hair firmly.
It's texture moved in between her fingers.
She grabbed a hair tie from her vanity.
A messy bun stuck out in the backbof her head.
It's black curls sticking in every direction.
Man she needed to ask Groucho for a brush.
She blew a strand out of her face.
A firm knock hit her door.
Then two more.
In some sort of pattern she couldn't identify.
Her paws clicked on the wooden floor.
One of her paws went to grab the handle to her door.
It creaked open.
Her black hair popped out the door and looked out into the hug island.
She peered down both sides of the island.
The island was dark but lit by the pale glow of the full moon seeping through narrow windows at its far end.
The knocking came again: three quick taps, then a long pause, then two slow ones.
It echoed unnaturally.
Her first thought was that Moose was messing with her.
But she didn't understand why he would annoy her instead of doing his usual banter.
Pekoe’s footsteps were echoed as she proceeded tword the noise.
She followed the island until she reached a staircase.
Once there, the knocking stopped.
Maybe she was hallucinating or had finally lost it.
She looked back one final time and saw nothing.
So she walked back to her house.
Halfway down the island, the thumping started again.
This time she could tell that it was rhythmically thump thump thumping.
She groaned in annoyance.
She spun on her paw and turned back around.
One way or another she was going to find the cause of all this noise.
Walking down the island, she realized the noise was coming from one of the doors.
Gabi’s door to be exact.
She stood infront of it.
Gabi’s sad face staring back at her.
The bear cub noted that heavy breathing could be heard.
Oh no!
Was she hurt!
Pekoe, worried for her friend, busted into the bunny’s room without knocking.
There, she found Gabi and a dildo.
The rabbit snapped her head to the door.
Her eyes practically doubled in size at the sight of the black haired bear cub.
"I- I'm sorry! I heard thumping and and groans and I just, I just thought you were hurt!"
The bear cub’s face illuminated in red.
Embarrassment flooded the room.
Pekoe’s mind was telling her to run, to get out of the room and apologize profusely.
Yet her body stayed frozen.
Her eyes darted all over Gabi’s body.
Almost like it was trying to memorize every detail.
"Close the door please."
Gabi’s voice was rough and desperate.
Pekoe obeyed without even realizing.
Her eyes stayed focused on the show infront of her.
The bunny’s face was red as a tomato.
Her hips rocked back on the dildo.
The bed hit into the wall.
Pekoe took a step forward.
Her hands lay limply at her sides.
Gabi got wetter at the fact she was being watched.
"Your getting off on getting watched aren't you, Gabi?"
She moaned and nodded her head enthusiastically.
Pekoe continued to walk until she was next to the bed. Gabi hadn't stopped rocking her hips back and forth.
The bear cub put a hand on her ass.
Moans erupted from her.
Pekoe gave a firm slap on her ass.
Groans flew from the bunny’s mouth.
Her hips rocked faster and faster.
Bangs came from her bed hitting the wall.
Gabi shouted out Pekoe’s name as she came around the dildo.
Pekoe’s hand moved from her ass to rub on Gabi’s back.
She bit her lip.
Did she really just help her best friend cum all over a Ninja Turtle dildo?
She gave no regrets.
Gabi poped off the dildo with a wet squelch.
She sat on her knees and grabbed the other girls shoulders.
Pekoe fell onto the others bed.
Gabi straddled the bear cub’s hips with her own.
Kisses were placed all over her mouth.
The bunny’s hips ground down ontop of the others.
Both moaned.
It was going to be a long night.
~•☆TIME SKIP☆•~
Moose lay on his back.
Dark circles traced his eyes.
The sound of Gabi and Pekoe moaning and the bed thumping filled his ears.
A single tear rolled down his cheek.
Guess he won't sleep tonight.

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Bella sat on the edge of her bed.
Gaston had gone out for work.
Katt had detention.
Everone else was busy.
So she got some alone time.