The Alien (poetry).
?Floating through the space,
floating from menace,
quicking up my pace,
forgetting my dying race,
ending in this place,
sweet like a cake,
loving people fake
they don't want to take
my life away.
Gender Confusion.
?I woke up. I was in a cave, feeling afterglow, unable to stand up. It was raining outside. I closed my eyes to reflect. After my mission and reward, Demiurgus didn't needed me anymore, só I was thrown back to the Sensible Reality. I looked down,...
After Pawing.
I woke up. I realised I was in a cave. How many hours I'm here, I don't know. I just feel afterglow. I try to stand up, but I just can't. What I have just done, send my energy to the end. I close my eyes again, waiting the sleep to come, but all that...
Perfect Pawing.
?The glow of the idea right over my head aroused me all of sudden. My paw entered my diaper and grabbed my hard-on as my tail twitched with the sensation. The idea was floating over me, lightening up an area of 4m² in the middle of deep...