Serving Queen Twilight (An MLP Jeeves Prompt, posted with permission)
I just got done with an all night orgy at a canterlot university frat house, and when i'm done here, i'm thinking of checking out the party at their neighboring sorority! betcha you wish you could be free to do stuff like that, huh?
Life in Yiggow Chapter 6
Rippling through the frat house was 80's nostalgic music "do you really want to mate me by the vulture club." the groans and screams of the other furs echo throughout the house and then the music suddenly ceased.
Ups and Downs: Chapter One: A New Day
I'm staying in a frat house again this year. seemed like the best option, but i'm considering looking for my own place.
Slime Suit
Once upon a time, before they turned it not a frat house, this must've been the master bedroom. the décor was too old for a college-aged boy, for sure, and i was trying my hardest not to think about what was coming.
Knots & Flares: No Control (part one of two)
The bay stallion ducked his nose towards his phone as they pulled up at the frat house, though it was nicely put together, music pouring out, but not the kind that would hammer on one's eardrums, which maddie appreciated.
Alpha to Omega
They were released out of the frat house a few minutes later. clayton gave them the date and time to bring their newly minted omegas to alpha delta omega house.
Poutine Coon
"nice car," he replied, walking past the raccoon without even saying hi, just opening the screen door to the frat house and standing, waiting for din.
Indelible, part eight
_This story was written as a commission for JamesFoxes of Fur Affinity. The story is a tour of as many macro themes as could fit into the same story: growth, muscle-growth, hyper-sex, paws, and even a little inflation and mild vore. The only request...
F(R)AT - Part One
The dim light of the frat house basement made it hard for rhys to discern the reaction of his pledge brothers to the challenge that would soon befall them.
Stock on the Floor
That shit's almost ingrained on me from my days in the frat house. his struggles weaken considerably, and i can't help but rub over my firmer, rounded middle. 'sorry kid. nothin' personal.' i murmur under my breath. i dunno if he can even hear it.
Fat Moose #2
They would of course be partying in the jocks frat house. a place the big moose knew all the ends and outs of very well indeed. having penetrated its inner most sanctums many, many times in the past!
Chapter 5 Storms inside and out.
Raymond suppressed a joyful yip; he'd had beer at parties before at the frat house but not often or recently. he drained his glass and headed back to the paper.