Hello, Majalis. More typos I've caught a glimpse of. Big letters are pointing at scenes where they're found. The typos themselves are also in big letters.
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TAVERN-DRUNK-LEAVE
she asks, wrapping her [MISSING WORD] around your ankle."}
TAVERN-GLORYHOLE-REGULAR-KISSY-END
What YOU DID JUST DID for another man you've never even met goes above and beyond everyday sluttery. With his cum cooling in your stomach, you realize that, come your adventure's end, you're going to have to search for a man who will tolerate that treatment from you... and make him yours
TAVERN-GLORYHOLE-REGULAR-FACIAL-END
You give it TO the occasional kiss to encourage him to give up his nut onto your waiting face.
TAVERN-GLORYHOLE-SUCCUBUS-SERVICE
Her groans and grunts grow more pointed as the throbbing BECAUSES more frequent... and you make sure to kiss the tip as she nears her climax...
WARLOCK-VICTORY-BOTTOM-JOIN
What is it... exactly, that you want?\" she asks, daring to have a little bit of a smirk, though there's still a BIG of curiosity in her appraisal of you. You round your hand to her front, just above her little pouch... which is becoming more of a tent.
BRIGAND-WARLOCK
Alma's the one THE blow first, overstimulated from rubbing against the brigand's rugged cock and your soft pink walls simultaneously, both of which end up floating in a pool of her teleported nut-butter. You feel the already unbearable pressure in your bowels grow and grow... and then the brigand grunts
DRYAD-IMPRESS
You bite into it... it's so sweet and tart that your eyes water a little... well, more THNA a little. Tears roll down your face as you eat the most filling, rewarding apple you could even begin to imagine. It's filling a hole somewhere deep in your soul... you wipe your eyes, finish the apple off, and then, with a contented sigh, you feel... full.
DEMON-KING-DEFEAT-ORAL-NO-GAG-REFLEX
You voluntarily swallowed down her meat sword, BT when it comes back out is up to her
DEMON-KING-DEFEAT-KISS
It is firmly attached to her, and she seems clearly proud and unashamed of it, even as it twitches, THE AND bead of dew begins to drip downward, like molten glass fresh from the furnace. It has an earthy, almost volcanic scent. If you have your \"first kiss\" with this... there's no going back.
DEMON-KING-DEFEAT-KISS-END
[\" must be in the middle of a phrase, not in the end]
\"Ungh... keep it all in your mouth... she grunts out, as she's nutting in your mouth.\"