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Gay Tentacles From Space!

✍ Scribed by Charlotte Mistry


Tongue
English
Weight
20 KB
Category
Fiction

No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.

✦ Synopsis


When Kane spies a derelict spaceship ripe for the salvaging, he goes in cocky and alone. What he doesn't know is that there's a reason the ship was abandoned. He's about to walk straight into it- and he might not walk back out. Warning: this 4400 word erotic short story contains explicit sex, tentacles, xenophilia, stuffing, bondage and more!


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