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Sometimes Life is Accepting That Things Get Hard by Justthislazy for exy_shmexy
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
25 Jul 2023
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Morning wood is a fact of life
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California King, Refrigerator Stacked. by kotabear24
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
19 Jun 2026
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Jean had gained weight.
Significantly.
Jeremy was not complaining. God, he was not complaining. While his usual "type" was big without being lanky, and strong without being bulky, Jean had become…he'd become pretty big and bulky. He'd grown large, and thick, and stocky, and…god, Jeremy just wanted to gnaw on the places where Jean had grown soft over all that muscle.
The worst — best? — worst? — Jeremy couldn't decide — part of this growth, though, was Jean's chest.
"God, someone get this man a bra; my back is hurting watching him run," Cat joked as they ran around campus.
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"When you can speak, I will ask your name and other things that would require your voice," Jean tells him, eyes roving Jeremy's face and throat. "But for now, simply nodding and shaking your head, or blinking if you get tired, will do. We have a lot to cover, so." He trails off and apparently notices the confusion on Jeremy's face, because he says, "I told you we are examining humans. To learn how to best care for you and continue your quality of life, should we take over Earth at any point."
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Jeremy gets abducted by aliens. He should really stop reading those fucking romance books.
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"Aaron just dumped Katelyn over the phone." Nicky wailed.
Slowly, in such a way that would make any horror movie director proud, Neil and Andrew turned to face Kevin again.
Or, Kevin and Aaron have class in the same building. They start walking together in solidarity against early morning classes and start falling for each other along the way.
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Neil wasn't surprised in the least to find a grown — but short — man laying down in the empty stall, not with the way Katana was dancin' in her own. He was, however, surprised to see the man was naked as the day he was born, and brandishing a hoof pick like a knife out in front of him. Pallid and sweating, he looked like he done fell face-down in a sticker patch and run over by cows. Neil stared at him, unbothered, and the man said raggedly, "Back the hell up. I will hurt you."
Neil snorted. "Not like that, you won't," he answered. "You mean to cause any trouble?" Neil asked him, eyeing him critically. "Or you just need some hair'a the dog 'fore I call someone to come collect your sorry ass?"
The man glared up at Neil, but Neil didn't back down. "I could stab you right now," the man threatened, but his tone was sullen, almost chastened. Neil snorted again and the man shifted and winced. "Just give me a minute," he said eventually.
"Sure," Neil nodded. "You take your time. But touch any of my critters or my kids, and I'll shoot you dead, you hear me?"