A new milkshake place is the talk of the town, but Tanner doesn’t really pay much attention until his staunchly anti-capitalist, “Eat the Rich!” emo roommate applies for a job at the place and practically disappears. Now, he has to know what all the fuss is about—and it’s not like the muscle-bound himbo servers in their tight tank-tops and short shorts are bad to look at.
Nothing good in life is free and Coach has decided it’s right about time for you and Ollie to pay back all the free shakes he’s given you.
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The CSS Methuselah is one of the first colonization ships to be commissioned by the Terra Confederation. Aimed at the nearest habitable planet to the Solar System in order to start the first extrasolar colony, the Methuselah is to be guided through its long journey by one of the most sophisticated artificial intelligences produced by humanity: Enoch. When Captain Frederick Anderson awakens aboard the Methuselah a hundred years after the mission was due to land, he scarcely has time to play with his rock-hard erection before he realizes that something has gone terribly, horribly wrong.
Next year, I’m starting college. I was targeted by a bully because I was gay, in a Southern state. Jason was the worst of them, and it didn’t help that he had a hot, thick southern accent and the shape of someone who works the field.
Yet, there is a thin line between love and hate. I want you to turn him into even more of an imposing bull. I would like it if, by the time I go to the first day of college, that he has the body of a power-lifter. Give him a nose ring and a mohawk that fits the bull name.
However, I want to brand his ass with my name. You don’t need to change his personality much. Maybe make it so that my hand slapping his butt makes him moan like a needy bull, like he needs my hands to milk his breeding bull balls.