the Block

Tag: misc

  • King of Hearts. [nsfw]

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    POV: You are a werewolf bellybutton. King has been cursed. Not the lycanthropy part; he was born with that, and likes it. Getting super size and strength during a full moon? Pretty neat, even with the obvious downsides (insatiable hunger and lust, werewolf hunters trying to insert their silver collections through your guts, etc.). The cursed…

  • Horny Ladies. [nsfw]

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    gd
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    If you’re a demon with a lot of time on your hands, you’ve probably thought of all kinds of interesting ways to pass the time. Sadly, most of that vanilla stuff just won’t get your “icon of sin” pulsing like it used to. That’s just part of turning 4,000… or so I hear! Luckily for…

  • Osprey vs. the Handacles. [nsfw]

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    They came from everywhere at once! Osprey had no time to react, his feathers standing on end only a split second before they grabbed him. What creature owned these slithery appendages, he wondered, and what did it want? As if in response, a flurry of menacing digits made confetti out of his uniform, stretching and…

  • Don’t Go in the Water. [nsfw]

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    Sheila put on a few pounds during the pandemic, but she’s okay with that. You don’t have to be super fit to get what you want, as long as you’re still big. These days her workouts are a little less cardio, and lot more resistance training (you resisting her huge tail, unsuccessfully). Her appetite stayed…

  • Sanguine Solstice. [nsfw]

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    gd
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    Every three hundred years, some strange confluence of the stars and magic bathes our world in vivid darkness. An impossible, total solar eclipse that lasts for 24 hours… the Sanguine Solstice. It’s one of the unholiest vampiric holidays, not only for the luxury of uninterrupted daytime festivities, but also for the alchemical succulence with which…

  • Shark Roll. [nsfw]

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    gd
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    You step into the tiny room and look around, your eyes slowly adjusting to the candlegloom. It’s a sushi bar, alright, but… miniature. You have to crouch a little to avoid bumping your head on the ceiling. The itamae beckons you towards the bar eagerly. You appear to be the first customer of the night.…