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    "'Bout time we got another reptile in here," Gaz says brightly. "Maybe now Cap'll finally invest in some proper heaters."

    Soap chuckles, smoke leaking from his nostrils when he grins. "Ah'm plenty warm," he teases, drawing Gaz under his wing, the snake wriggling happily, his round pupils shining as his cheeks flush pink. He rests his chin on Soap's shoulder with a tiny hiss, content to curl around him and soak up the heat of Soap's fire.

    "Ghost is out on a mission," Price tells him. "You'll only get to meet him when it's basically wheels-up, unfortunately. He's, ah, a bit of a prickly sort, but impress him and you won't have any problems."

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    12 Mar 2026

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    “Her body’s convinced it's making milk for a calf and it’s not going to let it out for anything but.” Kate had said. “I think your only real choice is to give her biology what it wants - this isn’t going away until she’s bred up and nursing.”

    Heifer Soap is having trouble with her milk. She's having trouble with a few other things too, but it starts with her stubborn, milk-swollen teats refusing to so much as leak. (Now with accompanying art!)

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    05 Mar 2026

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    “Don’t… touch me, Cap,” John wheezes, his fingers curling into claws as he tries to pull at his own vest. The friction of the Kevlar like sandpaper on raw nerves. “I’ll… burn ye.”

    “Jesus,” Price murmurs under his breath, but there is no hesitation from Simon, the man stripping off his gloves, tendrils of frost curled around his fingertips.

    “Simon,” John grits. “Don’t.”

    “You can’t hurt me, Johnny,” Simon murmurs, hands moving to John’s vest, careful movements as helps him rip it off.

     

    For COD Hybrid Week 2026!
    - Mates (Day 1)
    - Sex Pollen (Day 7)

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    04 Mar 2026

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    Soap's unruly behavior would be punished with insults and fists, and in a day or two Soap would get the news that he was to be moved to another unit on a different base.

    Because Soap was a bad dog. Always had been, always would be. It was the first thing mentioned whenever someone introduced him.

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    18 Feb 2026

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    When Ghost had let slip that he would be spending his leave on base alone, Soap's response had fallen from his lips as easily as breathing.

    ‘You’ll come with me then, sir. Can’t have you sitting on your arse alone, can we?’

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    18 Feb 2026