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god creates this world
as a thought experiment
he wants to find out
if there will be anyone
who will think to be thinking
as a thought experiment
he wants to find out
if there will be anyone
who will think to be thinking
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Penny and the Maze
"It was a good restaurant!" "I know, right? We definitely need to come back there" Penny nodded, waving her high piggy tail that reached the top of her back. She looked at her reflection on some shop window while her two friends chatted and sighed. Her mahogany coloration needed a refresh. "Ok, we still have more time before the movie. What should we do?" Eva, a black woman with long braids, asked. "Wanna grab a coffee?" "Ugh, no, there's a huge waiting line..." Tess whined, pointing at the nearby cafe. With her pale face, her huge blue eyes and her golden hair, she truly looked like a doll. Penny frowned, a little bit offended by the rejection, and crossed her arms on her round chest. "Look! An October festival!" The blonde woman squealed. "Let's take a look!" Eva cheerfully agreed. Penny just nodded and followed her friends. The festival was actually not that bad : there were a lot of seasonable products, pumpkin lattes, sugar-coated chestnuts but also beers and even gloves
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BULLET HOLES
Chemical halos Fire and ice Toxic blood Intravenous lover Suicidal pact Murderous intent In wedlock we are the living dead
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Best idol teasing (Sayaka Maizono feet/GTS story)
Warning: This story contains a lot of giantess and foot fetish stuff (and a bit of vore). If you don't like it - don't read it. No spoilers (maybe just a bit for DR1 chapter 1) ========================== "Thanks everyone for coming! See you soon!" with these words Sayaka Maizono ended her idol concert. Ever since she managed to get into Hope's peak academy her life has only gone up: she has more friends, a normal school life and, most importantly, a romantic life. So after saying goodbye to her group, Sayaka went to her room, thinking only about what she was going to do after the concert. When she went to her room she locked the door and reached into one of her pockets to take out... the little man? Or rather her classmate, Makoto Naegi, who was in her pocket throughout the concert. She placed him as gently as possible in her palm before taking him with both palms as if in a bowl. He looked quite happy, though Sayaka seemed nervous S:"You okay, Makoto? I never thought I'll agree on
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