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A rock band is tired of trying to make a comeback, so they become a tribute band and play their own biggest hits. They turn into a success, with old and new groupies.
I went for a walk, intending to think about my dwarf-with-a-foot-fetish story. Instead I found myself thinking I could write this story, using Daz and the other members of Street5 from Red Hot. Dammit, I have too many other stories I want to finish first!
 
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I was reading a biography about a person who was, among other things, an ultramarathoner, so I typed the word

Ultramarathon

on my ideas list.

But still no idea what to do with it. I don't understand the urge to ruin your joints jogging, let alone marathoning or long distance running, so that's a problem.

I suppose there's a way to tie the hormones triggered while running to sex hormones, but I get stuck with visions of dehydration and total collapse. And the later knee or hip replacements. Not sexy.

So this one needs a pen at the Hyperdimensional Farm unless someone wants to run with it. (groan)
 
Toned, tanned, trim and lean, Mom stunned the room as she strolled in on her typical sky high heels wearing a lime green micro dress more fit for a 20 year old than her mid 40s. Taking a seat on our dark grey couch and crossing her legs, she instantly commanded the full attention of all of us. You could almost hear the dicks hardening. Whether she was my mom, sister, wife or anybody else, I knew I was about to to see some things most could only dream of.



(Inspired a by a web picture I found a while back.)
 
Toned, tanned, trim and lean, Mom stunned the room as she strolled in on her typical sky high heels wearing a lime green micro dress more fit for a 20 year old than her mid 40s. Taking a seat on our dark grey couch and crossing her legs, she instantly commanded the full attention of all of us. You could almost hear the dicks hardening. Whether she was my mom, sister, wife or anybody else, I knew I was about to to see some things most could only dream of.



(Inspired a by a web picture I found a while back.)
I gave that a :love: and I'm not even a momcest fan.
you just described it so well.
 
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"When I'm 64"

Long thought that a story wrapped round the old Beatles hit might work, but never able to find the right mate for this bunny.

There is an audience for more mature stories...

just need the correct varietal of carrots...
 
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"When I'm 64"

Long thought that a story wrapped round the old Beatles hit might work, but never able to find the right mate for this bunny.

There is an audience for more mature stories...

just need the correct varietal of carrots...
That would have been a good one for the Music challenge.
 
Just misread a thread title in story idea forum as "Beasting the Blues" and thought up this free use bunbun. A blues group with a Naga on saxophone, a Minotaur with a harmonica, and a Werewolf with a guitar.

Now posted to the right thread. :p I really need to pay better attention to things.
 
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The professor walks into his darkened classroom early to set up. When he turns the lights on, he discovers the two most gorgeous coeds from his class . It is obvious that they were making out, though they protest that they were just looking for a quiet place to...study.... yeah, that's the ticket...they were studying with their hair mussed, makeup smeared and clothes askew.:p
 
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The professor walks into his darkened classroom early to set up. When he turns the lights on, he discovers the two most gorgeous coeds from his class . It is obvious that they were making out, though they protest that they were just looking for a quiet place to...study.... yeah, that's the ticket...they were studying with their hair mussed, makeup smeared and clothes askew.:p
What if it's a female prof?
 
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