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Today was an important day, a very important one at that. It was time for Yuki to bring his baked cinnamon rolls to the market to be sold. His cinnamon rolls were incredibly popular for many reasons–one of them being that he stocked them only once a year. The delectable goods were sinful in taste, with his secret boozy glaze that added a flair that no other succubun in all of burrowgatory could achieve. So he took his wicker basket filled with fresh cinnamon b...

Yuki was a dreamer. He could be in a crowd full of other buns and all he would think about was some distant lands. Most of his dreams were nonsensical, many were rather silly, but none of them were sad. Except one. He doesn’t remember when the dream occurred, or whether it was a daydream or a regular one. However, what he does remember is that the dream struck a chord with him. He woke to the smell of a candle bein...

The bitter taste of the columbian brew Delta sipped on reminded her of the events of the past week. She’d fallen hard for a buff lady bun she met at the gym, and fell even more when the said bun asked her out. The fucker cheated though, and Delta doesn’t do that shit. She gripped her cup and grumbled to herself, something about hoping the bitch got crabs. Whatever, the best part of it all was when she caught her, she swiped the money in said cheater’s purse. ...