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death, fear not, for my secret Rainbow energy is ever with
you, and will never leave you to face your perils alone.”
The last lock-together of look was wordless. Effortless.
Lightening.
Grinding his big body down into the hungry Dark Blue,
Earthbear steeled himself and laughed. He laughed loud
and long.
At the thought of Merar, his Seed shot, Spilling, waste-
fully, triumphantly.
He laughed as long as he had life to cum and spit and
piss and fart and shit against them.

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