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The heat weighed heavily on Katara. She screwed her face up in her sleep. She couldn't hear the ocean, or the roar of the wind around her home. A long thick hot arm was draped over her chest. She squirmed a little. Her blankets did not feel all that heavy. Which was odd, she was supposed to be wrapped up in furs and pelts. Thick ones that were meant to trap the heat. Keep her nice and warm in her subartic home.
Maybe someone had left the cooking fire on? And that was making the entire igloo over heat? Still that didn't explain why Sokka was clinging to her so hard. She was getting over heated and was drifting out of her slumber.
"Get off me, Sokka." She grumbled as she opened her eyes. Zuko was breathing steadily, his face an inch or two from hers. Katara blinked. Then she remembered. It had been a dream. A wonderful little dream.
She had been back home in the south. She was warm in her igloo. Her father and mother were cuddled asleep on one end of the sleeping room. Her Gran Gran nearest to the fire. And Sokka curled up next to her. He always slept next to the wall. He said he liked the cold of it. But he also did that because he was a good big brother who enjoyed keeping her warm.
Everything had been so vivid. So real. She had thought she was home…But no. She was still in the palace of the fire nation. Her collar was loose around her neck. They insisted that she wear it. Even while she slept.
The wax candle was dripping. She still had a few hours before she would need to get up. Counting time with a candle was strange. But also interesting. She would have never thought of it.
Katara was too awake to fall back asleep. So instead she leaned her head back on the pillow. She stared at the ceiling for a little bit. If she moved Zuko's arm he would definitely wake up. Then she would have to talk to him. And she really didn't feel like talking. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
But the warm room, and the warm arm kept her up. She wondered if she would ever get used to the heat on this strange island. Or if she would return home before that. If she ever returned home. If. Two letters, and they held so much terrifying weight. She used to think 'when' she would return home. She was not stupid though. She knew that things looked bad for her. For her mother as well.
Zuko's breathing was tickling her ear. She glanced over at him. He was sleeping as soundly as a snoozing walrus seal. He looked less stressed when he was asleep. He always looked confused or over stimulated to her. Even when he was sword training, or just reading a scroll, or doing something fun. He always had this strange way of holding himself. Like he expected the world to reach out and slap or pinch him.
She stared at his soft features. His pale chin, the peachy down on his cheek, the fine looking eyebrows. Every inch of his face was carefully sculpted and taken care of. She doubted he had ever even had chapped lips. It was a pampered face. One you had to work to be mad at. Sort of like a lost lobster puppy. Sure you could shoo it away…But you wouldn't feel right about it. He looked soft, his entire face had a strange sense of softness. The same way a flame looked soft.
Katara inched her fingers up and touched her lips. She knew how soft he was. She still remembered what he had done while she had been sleeping. Neither of them had discussed it. She didn't mention it to him. And he never brought it up. She didn't know if it counted as a kiss or not. Both parties should probably be awake for it to count as a kiss right?
She gently moved her fingertips to his lips. They were parted, a little drool was coming out. He looked peaceful. Completely at ease. Even casually beautiful in the light. Katara bit her lips. She had been touching them a lot more…Ever since he had pressed his to hers.
Her first kiss. And it had happened when she was semi asleep. She leaned forward. Closing her eyes, she held her breath. She pressed their lips thinly together. Just a slight press. She hardly shifted. She hardly dared move. Her heart gave a little flutter. Like a butterfly moth was trapped in there.
She lay that way for a minute. Then she shifted backwards. She kept her eyes firmly closed. She didn't want to see him. She wanted to keep how he looked fresh in her mind. Asleep in the darkness.
Zuko's eyes fluttered open. He opened his mouth to say something. And then went back to sleep instead. His lips were wet from where hers had touched. With the faint taste of sweet fruit.
The palanquin bounced back and forth as the fire nation horse ostrich's carried it through the city streets. The few dozen guards ranged around the cart made the civilians move out of the way rapidly. Ursa leaned back on a pile of pillows. She would sometimes brush the lace curtain aside and stare out at the passing city. She was grinning softly to herself. Her black hair caught the sunlight and spun it around her head.
Kya sat at the floor at Ursa's feet. She could peek out the window now and again. But she mostly preferred to sit on the floor and daydream. And eat the small pile of mushrooms beside her. The silver bowl was teetering with the tasty little forest oysters. They were the special kind that made her lips numb. Ursa had kept her on a steady diet of the little velvety snacks ever since she first arrived.
Kya plucked another from the bowl and stared at it. Turning it one way and then another. The mushroom was rather uninteresting. But she just found trouble focusing on anything. Especially after the session she had experienced with the light. The light had been so overwhelming. Her senses felt dull and sluggish. Like she was viewing everything from underwater.
Ursa leaned down and plucked the mushroom from Kya's fingers. Ursa studied it for a moment before swallowing the treat herself. She let out a little naughty shiver. She knew she shouldn't. She knew they were reserved for Kya…But a small nibble now and again couldn't hurt right?
"You are being very patient Kya. We shall arrive at the meeting place soon." Ursa spook to Kya the way she would to a pet. Or to a quiet child. Kya glanced down at the floor. The sunlight hit her collar. The gold bounced off of it and splashed the opposite wall with the brightness.
"Yes mistress." Kya readjusted her loin cloth. It felt smaller and tighter every day that she wore it. Maybe the fire nation royals were replacing her cloths. Just to make her show off more and more of her body. She would not put it past them. The royal couple found strange ways to entertain themselves. Such as what they were doing here today.
The palanquin pulled up to a large mansion. It did not look as impressive as the fire nation royal palace. But there was a certain charm to it. The walls were very finely painted. In red, because what other color would they use? The brick work had a fun pattern that made whirling circles bend the eye and make the sidewalk look longer.
The gates opened and the steeds walked through. They snorted, shook their heads and clawed at the dust for a few moments.
A footman brought a stepping stool. Ursa and then Kya stepped from the royal litter. Ursa took a red and gold leather leash and attached it to Kya's collar. Kya scarfed down a few more mushrooms before Ursa pulled her along. The courtyard was relatively empty. In fact the entire mansion seemed to be very lightly guarded. Almost as if they did not want too much attention dragged to it.
A good way to remain out of the light of suspicion was to not look suspicious. Which in and of itself is rather suspicious. The two women clicked down the hallways. Turned a corner and finally entered a room. Kya hadn't known what to expect. But a bedroom was not it.
The bed that took up part of the room was as impressive as the one in the royal chambers. A four poster with a large red cloth billowing overhead. Enough pillows for multiple villages to have one per person, and the finest silk sheets that fluttered over the mattress.
The room had a long black wood table along one wall. Fine bowls of chilled fruit sat at intervals. Alongside large goblets of wine and spirits. Thick slices of meat still spitting steam were skewered for easy picking. And scattered among the delecacies were sex toys. Straps on slick with lube, dildo's ribbed and bumped for pleasure, whips and chains scattered next to riding crops and ball gags.
Kya couldn't stop staring at everything. This bedroom….Why would they keep it so far off of palace grounds? After all they were the royal family. It wouldn't be that odd for them to have their own private sex room in the actual palace. To move it all the way out here was more then a little odd.
"Ursa. Excellent." Ozai said as he strode forward. He was nude, his erection lead the way. It was slick with desire. His broad shoulders and firm muscular body glistened with scented oil. His erect nipples were sharp enough to cut glass. One had a small chain hanging from it. He smirked at Kya, his eyes roaming up and down the slaves body.
"Why are you taking so long girl? Strip already." Ozai ordered Kya with his gravely voice. It reminded her of a bonfire. The kind that insisted on more and more fuel. But would only belch out smoke instead of warmth. Kya complied, taking off her loin cloth, jiggling her milk jugs out of their tube top. Her nipple rings caught the fire light and flashed like captured embers. Kya gazed down respectfully. Staring at her generous tits, her firming stomach, her wide hips, her thick juicy thighs, her kissable nipples, her long legs, and her strong ankles. She had to admit she looked good.
She was always fond of her body. But seeing so much of it so often gave her a little thrill.
"How goes the training? Yours and those fat sows back at the palace?" Ozai asked Kya. He wrapped an arm around both women and began to force them to walk towards the other door. This one lead into a second room. A light glow was issuing from beneath it.
Kya winced. Her training was still difficult. Learning how to fight was a bit of a foreign thing for her. She was still getting strong, and she had still hunted. But learning how to give pain to another human being took a lot of emotional distance. A distance she had to work on.
"For the glory of the fire nation….I am willing to take any hardships." She responded cautiously. A firm crack to her ass cheek made her jump. Ozai grinned as he rubbed his hand possessively up and down her rump. The stinging was nothing new. But the unexpectedness was unwelcome.
"Good good. And those bitches aren't giving you too much trouble?" The few women that Ursa had deemed good enough to learn the dances were large bootied. They were young. Younger then Kya. They had curvy body's. In fact Kya suspected that one or two might actually be prostitutes that Ursa hired to perform. They learned willingly enough. But they still stared down their noses at her. They whispered among themselves. Pointing and laughing when they knew she was looking. The divide between water tribe 'barbarian' and 'civilized' fire nation citizen was still massive. No matter what power Kya was given she doubted that anyone would ever forget that. This infuriated her, how could she be a member of the fire nation or part of it's property if they refused to even divorce her from her tribe?
Just another bit of mental gymnastics that the fire nation insisted upon. Selfish, strange people made their homes in this land of fire and volcanic dirt.
"The women…Are nothing I can't handle." Kya assured Ozai. Ursa nodded, pleased with this. It wasn't technically a lie, maybe inflating the truth a little. But not a lie. Ozai tossed his head back and laughed before giving Kya's rump a cruel pinch.
"Yes. I am sure that all of this padding can handle a little attention now and again." Kya shivered at his touch. He did have a point though. Sometimes the other women would give her ass a wicked pinch when she walked by. Or a slap, one or two even hip checked her a few times. It was all very juvenile responses to her getting a little bit of authority. But as long as the typical ostracization continued she did not have any hard feelings. She probably would have felt irritated by taking orders from a lower ranked woman as well.
Although it did create a bit of a loop. Kya would teach and give orders on how to properly 'dance'. The women would complain. She would work them harder. They would complain some more. Rinse, lather, repeat.
The room that Ozai pushed the two women in had a single chair and a green light flashing at the far end. The old man with the receeding hairline scurried out of the room as they entered. He bowed fitfully from one to the other before he left.
Kya cocked her head. She did not recognize the woman seated before her. She was earth kingdom. With a sharp chin and long beautiful hair. Pinned up high above her head. Her skin was pale to the point of being translucent. And she stared at the light with open mouthed delight. Her pupil seemed to fill her entire eyeball. She also had one of the biggest asses that Kya had ever seen. Kya had heard that the earth kingdom was known for being generous in the glute department. But this was something else entirely.
They were like the hawks off of a prized ham beef. Something that should be passed around for fine breeding. She was either the epitome of nature or the product of a long line attempting to perfect it. The woman's nails were short but painted with lovely shades of pink and green. Her lips were full and kissable. Her breasts while not massive were nothing to be disappointed about. She was a real beauty.
Kya openly stared. She had never met a woman from the earth kingdom. It was whispered that the water tribe had the most impressive tits out of any of the four nations. That the earth kingdoms hips and asses made them the envy of the globe. And that the fire nation hourglass curves and strong muscles were heartbreakingly beautiful. There were even whispers that the air nomads had perfected every known bout of flexibility, including the love making kind. Kya doubted she would ever see a air nomad. The extinction of their people was too complete. But she counted herself lucky she at least got to see an earth kingdom woman. Especially one of such high class.
"Ursa. This is our Poppy Bei Fong. Our spy in the earth kingdom higher court." Ozai crooned. He left his two women and walked towards Poppy. She still stared blankly at the light. Not even noticing Ozai.
"Such an interesting little device this light. I can't believe you haven't told me all about it." Ozai said as he leaned over Poppy. Ursa stiffened beside Kya. Kya could feel the fear washing over Ursa. Actual terror at what this man had.
"Yessssss. Such an interesting toy. Did you know that you can use it for interrogation? Like getting information from our little spy here. Isn't that right Poppy?" Ozai cupped her chin and yanked it to look at him. She blinked a few times before shaking her head and smiling.
"Forgive me Fire Lord Ozai. I seemed to have nodded off there. What was it we were discussing? Troop movements? Or was it the weak points in the walls of Ba Sing Se?"
"Oh close your dick trap and don't look so surprised. The fire nation has spies all over the three kingdoms. We might be the most powerful nation, but where is the fun in just using physical strength to overwhelm our enemies?" Ozai snapped at Kya. She quickly shut her mouth. She hadn't even known that she was staring.
"You and I have talked enough today Poppy. Let us retire with Ursa and our toy. There is still much to do before you go back home." Poppy stood up primly. Kya was struck again by how short the woman was. Lovely yes, but she barely reached Kya's breasts. In fact she was at the perfect nipple sucking height. Poppy wrapped an arm around Ozai's and waltzed with him back towards the bedroom. Her bare butt cheeks swaying side to side.
Ursa yanked Kya along behind the couple. Quickly catching up and flanking Poppy. Poppy stared at Kya with open curiosity. Clearly she had never seen a water tribe person before.
"You are probably wondering how I came to be. Wrapped up in a conspiracy with these two." Poppy said with a little titer. Kya glanced down and nodded. She was curious. This wasn't exactly the most common situation in the war.
"Don't think poorly of me. I love my kingdom, I love my citizens, I love my daughter. But I am a realist. The Earth King is not leading our nation properly. If we are still being besieged by the Fire Nation after this many decades then clearly we have the wrong leader in charge. The contact between Ozai, Ursa and myself is long and tedious. But we eventually came to an understanding. If I assist them in finding an end to this war…Then my husband, my daughter, and myself will be generously rewarded after the war comes to an end."
"By betraying your own kingdom?" Kya snarked. She covered her mouth. Ursa raised a distressed eyebrow. But Poppy just laughed it off.
"Betray? Oh don't use such a terrible word. I'm helping my nation. After all if the war is over then everyone benefits. The fire nation ruling? The earth king ruling? As long as someone is making sure the crops are planted and taxes are paid does it really matter who sits on the imperial throne?"
Kya blinked in astonishment. This woman was certainly something else! Taking such a blaise approach to geo politics. And such a selfish one too. But treating it all like she was merely being a contentious citizen…Kya had met many strange people since her capture. But this Poppy Bei Fong might just be one of the strangest!
"Now then ladies." Ozai said as they got back into the secret bedroom. "Shall we begin?"
Poppy was a loud eater. She was growling and slurping. Making very public grunts and snorts as she worshipped Ozai's cock. Her tongue was slipping over every last inch of his dick. His foreskin was pulled down and up over and over. His balls slapped the woman's chin. Dragging her make up and leaving a sharp mark there. Poppy's lips almost looked bruised with the amount of abuse she was taking from that dense fuck stick.
Kya glanced over at Poppy in bewilderment. Kya's licking of Ursa's folds were a lot more…delicate…neat…trying to be as careful and aware as possible. She could hardly take the sounds coming out of Poppy seriously! They almost seemed theatrical in their noises.
"Switch." Ozai said with a clap of his hands. Poppy promptly popped off of his penis. Her large round wobble wagon wiggled as she crawled past Kya. Taking Kya's place at Ursa's folds. Poppy's fingers went straight into Ursa's cunt. A bit of spit as lube. Poppy's other hand commenced to pleasure herself. Her fingers diving in and out of her snatch. The earth kingdom noble was soon damp with pleasure. Her toes curling inwards. Her toenails biting into her own massive ass cheeks.
Kya began to bob her head up and down on Ozai's dick. Her nose rubbed at his crotch. Her eyes would widen and close with every bounce up and down. Her throat game was strong. Her tits swayed below her like the tits off of a lactating beast of burden. Kya tucked a stray bit of hair behind her ear. She felt hot in the face, flushed in the chest, and oddly at ease with everything around her. The situation had gone from strange to comfortable to arousing in just a few milliseconds.
Ozai placed his broad palm on Kya's head. And pushed down sharply. She gagged as his cock invaded her throat. Pushing her until her nose crushed against his public hair. She tried to breath through her nostrils but instead began to choke. She gagged and yanked her head back. Her lips slurping up the entirety of his cock. She gasped as she pulled free. Poppy was laughing beside her.
Ursa's cum was juicing down Poppy's chin and across her cheeks. Ursa was leaning backwards on the bed. Panting, hair a mess, face red. Ozai tapped his foot and Kya obediently went back to slurping and sucking on his schlong. His dick stretched out her cheeks. He used it unweildly, like a club, like a weapon. Meant to inflict humiliation and suffering, not sexual escastcy. Still…somehow Kya could not find it in herself to completely hate what was going on.
She had been here for too long. They must have broken her in completely and utterly.
"There is another thing that we discovered with the light." Ozai said casually. Kya glanced up at him questioningly. Her large eyes were shiny with tears of exhaustion and exertion. Ursa glanced at her husband nervously. He grinned the grin of a starved predator. Some spit had wormed out of his mouth. He glanced at Poppy and then whistled sharply.
"Melons taste like dirty lobster crab." Ozai said before clapping his hands sharply. Poppy's eyes grew dim. She stood up sharply. Her arms stiff by her side. She turned and walked with long awakward stride to the middle of the room. She then began to move her hips the way that Kya had.
Kya and Ursa watched in slack jawed wonder. The hips were hypnotizing as hypnotizing as the interregation light. They wobbled one way then the other. They shook with tantalizing ripples. And then she began to clap them. Bouncing up and down on her toe tips. She managed to move her entire body. Poppy was biting her lips. Eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her hands rested on the crown of her head. She moved her lecherous body quickly. Heedlessly. Almost hurting herself with the intensity of her movements.
"Speak." He ordered. A long drawn out squeal came out of Poppys lips. Then a long series of oinks and grunts and snorts. Almost like a barnyard animal that was in heat. Ozai let out a long guffaw at the humiliating act.
"What have you done to her?" Ursa said in horror. Kya scooted a little closer to Ursa's legs. Kya reached up to take a hold of one of Ursa's knees. Poppy continued to twerk with greater ferocity. The clapping of ass cheeks was starting to turn into a full on drum orchestra. Ozai shrugged his response.
"I merely learned that with enough of the light shined in the proper way…you can inflect improvements on a persons psyche. It might be a useful little toy for interrogation, we might be able to get all of the information we want…But this is what we can get if we just push a bit further. Implant certain phrases and triggers and you could have an army of dumb barn yard heifers like this!"
Poppy paused and let out a moan. Her ass cheeks clenched and she orgasmed. Her hands descending down her body to cup her ass cheeks and spread them. Her bare feet sliding over the fine marble floor. As if showing off the cunt and the juice running down her slippery thighs.
Poppy blinked in confusion and shook her head.
"H-How did I get here?" She said in a slightly distressed tone.
"We were merely comparing your style of wagging to Kyas. Slut? Get up there and show her how its done." Ozai reached down and grabbed one of Kya's ears. He yanked at it forcing her to stand and stumble over. Kya joined the shorter woman. The two faced the wall and began to bounce their hips in unison. The clapping of their ass cheeks soon filled the room. Along with the occasional loud wet slap of hip upon hip. Kya looked downwards as Poppy smirked upwards. The little spy stuck her tongue out at the statuesque pet. Kya felt a little pity for the poor woman. Just a little.
Kya grunted and squirmed. She was suffocating underneath all of the thick booty meat being pressed to her face. And the dick hammering in and out of her pussy wasn't helping matters at all either. Ozai has managed to convince Ursa to let them get into a strange sort of stacked position.
Kya was on her back. Poppy was sitting on Kya's face. Poppy's massive ass cheeks spilled over and cushioned Kya's entire head. Ursa then had awkwardly straddled Poppy. Putting her legs on Poppy's shoulders. Then Ursa had leaned forward and rested most of her weight on Ozai's shoulders while he plunged in and out of Kya. Ursa was making out sloppily with Ozai as he fucked Kya's tight cunt. And as Kya's tongue made short work of Poppy's sensitive pussy.
The spy was gasping and licking greedily at Ursa's pussy. Almost as if she was trying to lick the pink right off of Ursa's walls. Ursa was glaring at Ozai. He was smirking back, proud as ever.
"You do look good red faced and fucked stupid my dear wife." He said with that irritating growl in his voice. Ursa snorted and glanced to the side. Kya's abs were dripping with sweat. From the sweat sheeting off of Poppy's back, the droplets plopping off of Ursa's own stomach. And even just the sweat beading out of Kya's pores.
"You are a monster." Ursa responded promptly. Ozai shrugged, he had been called much worse in his life.
"My method's are deeper. How do you even know that the conditioning you've placed on Poppy will stick? She will be trapped in the earth kingdom for at least two more years. If you want to see it happen you would need to test it on your own subjects."
"Or on a little water tribe girl."
"Don't you dare think of trying this on Katara." Ursa warned. She had made a promise to Kya after all. The mental massage was not to be used on the child.
"Fine then. Her mother." Ozai said with a grip to Ursa's firm round butt cheeks. They squished in his hands. She squeezed them together with a scowl. She hated that he actually was super good at getting her off.
"I…Fine. We shall experiment with Kya. But nothing like what you made Poppy do. If we are to mess with her mind…It will be subtler." Ursa said in defeat. She was not happy about it. She wished to fight it. But her mind was reeling from the sexual pressure building up and then overflowing out of her.
Ursa let out a groan and tried to suppress her face. But she still pulled a very embarrassing orgasm face. Her teeth ground and her lips pulled back. One eye rolled and the other bugged out. Poppy's tongue had pulled at her cunt like an expert tailor made strung their needle.
Kya reached upwards and spanked the absolutely hippo horse sized hips. The humongous globes of fat wobbled and shook under her fingers. Poppy let out another deep belly moan. Kya began to slurp up the lady cum as fast as she could stand it.
The next few hours passed in a blur. At one point Ursa and Kya were 69ing while Ozai plunged his prick into Poppy's depths. Poppy on all fours, head thrown back and barking like a pet.
At another point Ursa was being held full nelson as Ozai fucked himself into her tight cunny. Kya and Poppy were kneeling in front of the two. Tongues dancing over what little bit of Ozai's cock slipped out of his wife. Ursa's toes curled and her feet kicked impatiently at the air as he fucked in and out of her. His cock head reaching all the way to her womb.
Still another Kya found herself on her side. Ursa holding her hands. Poppy holding her face. The two women meeting her gasps and groans and pants beat for beat in some strange harmonious grunting lewd slippery orgy. The slapping of Ozai's strong hips making her ears ring with pleasure.
Finally the three women were kneeling in front of Ozai. Their pussy's in a continuous state of orgasm. Small waterfalls of pleasure pulsing out of them with every heart beat. Kya gazed up in rapture as Ozai jerked magnificently at his own dick. He finally let out a deep bellow. Like a dragon claiming his horde. And he released his seed across their faces.
A thick wad splattered right above Poppy's eye. Dripping down over her impeccable eyebrows and fine eyeshadow. She was grinning lewdly.
A rope of cum splashed over Kya's tits. Without even thinking about it she scooped and shoveled it down her gullet. Just like the thick brew she had to eat every day from her dog bowl. Finally splatters of his cum painted his wife's scowling face. But even Ursa had to lick it up. The faint taste of strawberries danced over her taste buds. Ozai grinned down. Almost as if he had conquered the three remaining kingdoms in this act. Earth, Water, Fire, all kneeling before him.
Ursa stared out the window as the palanquin slowly made its way back towards her home. Her hand absentmindedly played with Kya's hair. The breeze felt good on her sweaty face and her tits bounced with every cobblestone they passed over.
"My mistress? Is everything okay? You seem quiet?" Kya asked obediently. She kneeled between Ursa's legs. Her lips juicy with Ursa's cum. Ursa smiled down lovingly at her obedient little pet and patted Kya's head. The same way one would treat a nervous fidgeting animal.
"All is well my dear…I am just…Lost in thought." Ursa responded. Kya smiled imploringly at Ursa before kissing her owner's inner thighs. She then dove back down into Ursa's snatch. Leaving little kisses before diving whole heartedly into the art of pussy eating. Ursa groaned and arched her back. Trying to get more or Kya's wonderful tongue in there. Kya's round bare brown rump was sticking up in the air. And swaying like a pendulum with every sway of the cart. It was nowhere near the size of Poppy's but it was a respectable girth and heft. Hardly an ounce of sag on it. Just like Kya's tits her ass was absolutely exquisite. And just staring at it made Ursa question what she was doing and what she was feeling….
Ursa did not know what trick Ozai was making. What cruel plans and choices the sadistic son of a bitch was going to perform. But she did know she was going to keep her precious Kya with her.
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Also just to be clear. I do not do pedophilia, all characters are aged up in this stuff or aged down depending on the character, no loli, no yaoi, no shota, I don't do watersports (Shit/Piss/fart fetish shit)I don't do stuff like vore or entire bodies getting shoved into places (Shrink play) I don't do blood play or torture (Ball/cock crushing etc) or certain old people, (Yes I am a fucking hypocrite) . Also if you ask for something in reviews that normally means I won't do it. So anyone who asks for that will be disappointed. If you have questions/requests/suggestions PM me instead.
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