Usurped [Commission by Anon]
A balls-to-the-wall commission by anon (you know who you are ;3) thanks so much for giving me the opportunity to do something this nuts. feedback and constructive criticism is always welcome!
The Internship (Commission by Anon)
A disgustingly great commission from anon. on the ancient, off-white crt monitor, alex watched his instructional orientation video through a film of static-clinged dust thick enough to dye his finger grey.
The Adventures of Ognimod, chapter 6
I heard through the grate somebody talking to themselves, seemed like an anon. he also seemed to know of me, as he constantly mentioned "the furfag". i soon thought of another plan.
Stacked Deck
"gosh mister anon, didn't realize you were such a fan," he says. your head is buzzing, but you play along. "you do this for all your backstage visits?" he smirks. "sometimes." he rubs his cheek, a stain of seed smearing it.
Making Bears
I thank the anon others who started the mini-thread off. **ogrebear** **making bears pt 1: mutation...** anna jorgensin arose early as was her custom, being careful not to awake her husband tom.
Icee's Cup
"th-thanks, anon..." \>she mutters, clearly a different type of embarrassed now as well. \>you give her a small affirming nod before lifting your gaze to head for the door that lead to the elevator.
The Leaves of Fall: Prologue
Alternative tags: [reverse trap], [anthro/human], [autumn], [halloween], [slow burn], [high school], [anon], [nostalgia], [adventure], [rabbit] cover: https://imgur.com/a/vzs4q sam (drawn by akella of /hmofa/) https://imgur.com/a/nk3t1wt accompanying playlist
Rainy Weekend - Saturday
Here is the second chapter of part one of nsasc "rainy weekend" zepher belongs to anon, my older bro. next chapter will be up in a jiff.
Le Grande Bleu
##"anon" \>damn! the bitch almost landed a direct hit! \>really hoping this works... \>stepped back, whipped out that vial of blue stuff dad gave me and.. \>\*crackk!
Voided Traveller: Chapter 6
"thine curiosity, or vengeance, ends anon." "show yourself, or forever be a coward known!" lexiss yelled into the cave, peering around any pieces of debris.
Lost to Dreams
We will discuss this more anon." at this i closed my eyes and stilled my breathing, pretending to be asleep as i did when i was a child.
Lack of Sleep has its benefits, Sometimes.
Beatrice belongs to me, sammy belongs to a friend who would rather stay anon. _ contains breastfeeding! this is a shorter story for sure, but one i enjoyed making. beatrice's cup size is 58e.