A Jewel in the Ruff: Chapter 6

Jewel took a deep breath as she pressed the doorbell. Yesterday, she had learned the truth about Alex's relationship with Phyllis. The horrible and abusive truth that she had to act ignorant of. That proved difficult when the mink opened the door,...

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Limits: Chapter 3

Rebecca blinked, not that it made a difference with the blindfold. She breathed in, feeling Amethyst's stomach against her own as she exhaled. How long had they been bound together? The cage rattled with what little movement they could make. The...

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Folsom Chapter 7: The Beach

Helga double checked the address on her phone, "This can't be right." The pig woman liked to think she made a decent living. Sure, drywall wasn't the most lucrative career, but it paid her bills well enough and gave her income to support both her...

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RockJaws: Misunderstandings and Moodkillers

W.I.L.D Records. Vicky stared at the gold colored letters across the black marble background lined up against the wall of the music publisher's office. She never actually learned the full name when the band signed their contract, and, if she had to...

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Catching Up

Tabitha knew something was wrong in the air. Well, not wrong really, but she didn't feel right. It took her seeing the date to remind her what today was. Sighing, the wolverine sent out a quick text to tell the gang she wouldn't be out tonight. Not...

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Into the Pit Chapter 3: Gym Brat

Helga pulled at the stomach fat she saw in her reflection. It wasn't much, and Amethyst kept telling her that she liked having a cushion to rest on, but the pig despised it. Growing up, she had to deal with a lot of bullshit about the expected body...

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Into the Pit Chapter 4: Movies are a bad first date

Rebecca's paws dug into her baggy pants. Green army style pants she got at the salvation army, and like with her red hoodie, helped hide her toned body. She knew that, at least somewhere in her mind, she shouldn't be ashamed of her looks. But she'd had...

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Limits: Chapter 7

Amethyst promised to herself that, when this weekend is over, she would not leave the tub for at least a day. Mud caked her knees and shins, sweat matted her fur, and her muscles burned. The marching was, in all fairness, the easiest task of the...

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Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 7

David was on edge. That was, generally, the point of riding a dirtbike if he was to be honest. Having the engine right underneath his crotch, guzzling fuel as he drove down roads, offroad, and occasionally onto freeways in the dead of night. What he...

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Sins of Our Elders: Chapter 8

Amethyst knew they should have taken separate cars. Why she agreed to let him drive was a reasoning only the Amethyst of then knew. Pity? An extra chance? Either way they fell flat as the dog and vole sat awkwardly in the front seat of his rental while...

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Limits: Chapter 2

Today was the day. Helga was up before her alarm went off. She carefully slipped out of bed to avoid waking either Amy or Rebecca, the pig made a quick pot and went about double-checking all the equipment for the trip. She had a jittery rumbling in...

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Being a Third Wheel

Rebecca hated to admit it, but from the burning lungs and fiery shins, the pitbull had to admit she'd let herself go just a little. The cold and murky air blew past her face, carrying the scent of morning dew from the grass along the path. If it were...

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