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Arrell the bird goes out hunting wild magic fauna and finds flora that's happy to be found!

This story is a commission for Tracy!

(Other/m, F/m, bondage, transformation, tentacles, rubber, forced orgasms, orgasm denial, anal, sticky rubber "mud" play)

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The New Sapling - Patreon Early Access

Arrell snorted, watching the weak monster flee from him into the bushes. The grey bird loosened the tension on his bow string and slipped the nocked arrow back into his quiver, not even bothering to take a shot. "'It may be best to bring a few friends for backup,'" he quoted in a high, mocking pi...

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