15 Results in the "Plin’s Love Juice" category
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Plin Ch 1.14
Plin was exhausted and just panting. Even so, he couldn't take his eyes off the hideous c*ck. When Hugo placed the head of his c*ck against the fox's hole, the wet surfaces met, making a squelching sound. He placed his c*ck against the fox's b*tt crack. He had expected it, but when he actually placed it there, his c*ck was indeed too big compared to the size of the other's b*tt. That big c*ck was pressed against the tightly closed place, poking it as if it wouldn't go in, or it slid and rubbed…-
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Plin Ch 1.13
Plin wanted to see with his own eyes what was being done to him because he was scared, but when Hugo finally stuck out his pointed tongue and poked the end of his ur*thra, it became even scarier to watch. "Ah! Ah! Aaauh, ahk! Hngh..." The reddish inner flesh of his ur*thra seemed to be on the verge of being exposed. When he pressed down with his tongue, Plin arched his back and sprang up. He scratched his shoulder and tried to cover his c*ck, but it was useless. As Plin thrashed, the mattress…-
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Plin Ch 1.12
Out of the corner of his eye, Plin saw that the mysterious snake-like being was undressing. He roughly pulled at the end of his tie to undo the knot, not caring that it was choking him. Each time a shirt button caught on his fingernail, it made a regular tock, tock sound. Perhaps because of the shadow, the veins on the back of his hand seemed to wriggle. Even in his perfectly human form, a snake-like sleekness was evident. The framework of his chest was thick, but the line from his bulging pectorals to…-
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Plin Ch 1.11
"Contradiction or not, s*x is supposed to be something you both enjoy... I don't like you, Executive Director, so why would I do it with you?" Plin pressed his stomach to keep his voice from trembling, but he couldn't help his lips from quivering with humiliation. He felt like he was saying something too obvious, but he finished what he had to say until the end. Plin's indignant gaze and Hugo's languid gaze collided. He lowered his eyebrows so that the corners of his eyes drooped and made a face that…-
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Plin Ch 1.10
Plin got out of bed sluggishly. His shoulders, which were not covered by the blanket, were cold. He rubbed his shoulder blades and looked down. The dried white s*men stains on his bare legs and the shape of his tail fur, which was wet, clumped, and hardened, were unfamiliar. His still-er*ct c*ck was also embarrassing. Plin rushed to the bathroom. He lathered up his white tail fur with plenty of fluffy foam and looked in the mirror. His figure was blurred in the steamy mirror. Plin drew a line down…-
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Plin Ch 1.9
Don't worry too much. The reality of darkness wasn't so great. At worst, it was a life of not being able to eat sausages and only eating cabbage soup. That was the extent of the pain. The reason why poverty was limited to that extent of pain was that he had no family to be responsible for other than his own body. If Andrea were there, and he couldn't buy Andrea delicious meat, that would be another kind of pain. Was it fortunate that he was lonely? Plin desperately tried to comfort his own…-
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Plin Ch 1.8
"Is this all?" Hugo searched for 'fox beast-person traits' but was overwhelmed by the seemingly vast but shallow list of information on Forest Wiki and closed the window. There was almost no useful information he could gather from this document that pretended to be neutral but was biased. He held his head and sighed deeply. No matter how much he thought about it, it was suspicious that an extremely rare white fox had appeared in front of him and brazenly hung around, claiming to be a peddler…-
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Plin Ch 1.7
While Hugo licked his lips, a hurried footstep echoed in the stairwell. It was Thibeau. He made eye contact with Hugo and quickly radioed. "Target found on the 9th floor. Control access to 3 floors above and below, including the 9th floor, a total of 7 floors." – Roger that. A concise radio response echoed in the dusty stairwell. Hugo snorted. "B*llshit. Target?" The man, who dared to call his master a 'target', quickly assessed the situation and ran over. Seeing Plin slumped against…-
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Plin Ch 1.6
If that's what the law says, Plin has no choice but to write down the raw materials. Selling within the company required the permission of an executive in the first place, and permission from only the working-level staff was not sufficient permission. Perhaps the sly nature of the fox species was also imprinted on him, he tried to take shortcuts without realizing it. When he tried to grasp the unexpected luck that rolled in as if it were an obvious right, this kind of trouble arises. Plin removed the…-
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Plin Ch 1.5
"Back to the main point." The man straightened his back, which had been leaning back. The leather chair made a soft creaking sound. On the dark mahogany desk, for some reason, was a flyer for Fox Love Juice that Plin had distributed before. The man pointed at the paper with his index finger. "Ah, that..." The man, paying no attention to Plin's bewilderment, picked up the paper and began to read it with his eyes. Plin bowed his head deeply, not remembering what he had written on it. He felt like…-
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