The Hot Springs
The jungle was beautiful, but equally dangerous. Equally _draining._ The giant otter preferred not using his machete if it could at all be avoided - something about preserving the verdant greens of the jungle for others - but the _fifth_ time his leg...
Descent into Perversion
Thea laid in bed, a familiar warm ache suffusing her body. She glanced over at Kaelyn, fast asleep next to her. Though wonderfully sexy to her most of the time, the fox wouldn't be able to help her with this problem. ever. She could only really take...
Stolen Manhood
Denver had finally landed a job. He was going to star in porn. Being big, handsome, and very much in shape as the lion was, it was something he'd figured he could do to afford a little more food than noodles and rice while studying. Not to mention he'd...
The Cursed Statuette
**Trains have it Easy** Azalea sat on the train. Sure, she was a dragon, and most dragons had wings; typically, they simply flew to their destinations, or at worst, took a plane if too tired. Azalea, though, was wingless. Oh, it didn't bother her in...
His Inner Breeding Hen
Jerec let out a growl, briefly looking at himself in the bathroom mirror. The dim lighting by one steady and one flickering lightbulb didn't do his appearance any favours, but he was still the best-looking man in the bar. A handsome green dragon, the...
Willing Participation
Jake lounged around at home. Today was a lazy day, so far at least, and all he could really motivate himself to do was lay on the sofa and watch TV, flicking between channels while also fiddling with his phone. He wasn't really _doing_anything, but...
1939
1939-03-02 _Another night burning the midnight oil. I was busy watching a moth circling the bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, while listening to the traffic outside. At least I wasn't alone in being awake at this unpleasant hour. There's a...
The Intimate Donor
It was another beautiful morning in the city. As beautiful as one could expect them to be, anyhow, the air hazy with both morning fog and the exhaust of thousands upon thousands of cars, full of commuters heading to work. Dotted in that vast urban...
The Slime Incubator
It was one of those days. The kind of day where Tom had nothing to do, and ended up slouched in front of his computer, his feet on the desk, pants comfortably unbuttoned, and absolutely nothing worth getting up for. He wasn't a slob, no, it was just...
The Hesitant Donor
Cade caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Big nose and all. He'd always felt a little self-conscious about that, given how it looked just slightly out of place on his otherwise vulpine face. It did make sense, of course, since he was part otter,...
How to Train Your Himbo
Bryce paced back and forth in his apartment. Should he do it, or not? It wasn't that he wasn't virile and manly enough as it was. He stopped to look at himself in the mirror. The muscles were there, even if he wasn't quite a bodybuilder. His black and...
Manly Camping
Lav hoisted the three backpacks onto his shoulders effortlessly, with a wide grin. Craig sighed at his theatrics. "You know, we could just take a break rather than you wasting all your energy carrying everything," he said, though he couldn't deny that...