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Long term challenge
"Okay, chat, here are the rules" John speaked to the camera of his notebook. "As soon as I will put the keys of my mask in this jar, time will start ticking. You can send me donations and every two euros will add one minute to my goal time and if I will manage to stay fully locked up in my mask and suit longer, I won. But if I won't last long enough, I'll keep only 2.5 percent for ongoing expenses and will refund the rest" It was a pretty big stunt for him and the preparations took a lot of time. John already adjusted his diet to functional liquid coctails only for last several days as he was not sure of how long his performance will take. After all, he was going to spent in kigurumi mask and latex hada several hours at least and may be a couple of days at most. And he will bet his endurance against curiosity, excitement and thickness of wallets of Internet weaboos. Two hours prior the stream he started his final preparations. At first it was his special pants made of two-layered
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Her, and me
Creaks. Creaks on the wooden floorboards stir you from your rest. With your dreary eyes, you try to pry them open during this late hour. You see small rays of light emanate from what you remember is the bathroom. Part of your mind commands you to get up to close the bathroom door, that brightness is disrupting your sleep. The other half of your mind wins out in laziness, causing you to close your eyes to try to fall back asleep again. You toss around in your bed, failing to fall back asleep immediately. Groaning, you wish that someone else would just close that cursed bathroom door. A minute later, your wish is granted. In the welcoming darkness, you hear footsteps walking towards you and the bed; growing ever so slightly louder. Thump. Thump. Followed by the sound of bed sheets ruffling. Looks like they’re back, the person you’ve been spending your days with as of late. Late night toilet trip huh? You feel slightly annoyed that it disrupted you from your sleep, but its no
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Trapped, Trussed, Transformed
The sharp jab of something hard and blunt into the small of her back had made Yuno profoundly uncomfortable. It wasn't exactly a threat. She was more than human; far, far more than her form would suggest. Slightly evil, eternally mischievous, and with a rather sadistic streak, Yuno was no stranger to being told what to do. Sometimes her partner would switch roles. For an hour, an evening, a day, or longer, Yuno would be the submissive and her friend would be the dominant one. When necessary, Leaci could transform their body as well. All of this generally came at Yuno's command. She wasn't used to being told otherwise.
Hence, when sh
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My gods, a kigurumi story? Yes yes. I admit I'm not into kigurumi as much as other, stretchier mask varieties, but I thought I'd give a go at writing something better than my previous short captions I wrote quite some time ago. I plan on this to be around 2-3 parts and to cover quite a few kinks common to kigurumi fetish, including breathplay, which I'm not normally into but I think fits in this case.
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My gods, a kigurumi story? Yes yes. I admit I'm not into kigurumi as much as other, stretchier mask varieties, but I thought I'd give a go at writing something better than my previous short captions I wrote quite some time ago. I plan on this to be around 2-3 parts and to cover quite a few kinks common to kigurumi fetish, including breathplay, which I'm not normally into but I think fits in this case.
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Haven't finished the story, but want to make a prediction that it's not Riko.