Folsom Chapter 9: The Truth

She cried into the vole's chest. arms tight as she held onto amethyst for comfort while the vole held her. held her like all the times helga did for her.

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Return to the Den (Chapter 7)

Quickly turning to the vole, i watched in amazement, and then horror as the face on the vole started to melt off.

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Making Love-Bubbles

And a smile melted onto the vole's muzzle. and he giggled. and he squeaked. it wasn't his imagination. she was really ... gaining a sense of humor. or something. and he, in turn, was gaining a sense of calm. some sort of peace.

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A Jewel in the Ruff: Chapter 4

Swiveling her chair, jewel slipped her hand beneath her panties, imagining her sauntering over the vole's bound form. her former best friend was smiling as she overtook her. that studded tongue bracing against hers in the kiss. then she changed.

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Stage Left - Chapter One

Another day over. Another nine to five, eight hour stretch of rote mindlessness in the guise of a paying job done and dusted. Signing out of his terminal the listless and dull-eyed cat took a few short moments to mechanically reorganise the many piles...

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The Guilded Cage, Ch 3

According to the author's forward, vezbach was a vole and lived during the beast-kin war with the humans.

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Pure-Bred

The vole was huffing now ... and giving off such heat. oh, to touch his ears was to touch such warmth. almost sizzling. and to hear his heart patter-pattering in his chest.

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Damage

Don't touch ... don't touch," barrow said, a winged arm moving to block the vole's paw. "you'll only infect it." "well, where's your dermal regenerator, then?" "over there. ollie?"

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The Tale of Teàrlach Part 3

The mixture of mice, voles, hedgehogs, squirrels, moles, and otters would glare at him before leaning in to whisper into each other's ears. of course, the low rumble slowly started to turn into a more audible grumble.

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Peas and Carrots

His excess vole semen was streaming, in dripping, stretching globs ... out of her vagina, clinging to her pussy-lips, and running to her thigh-fur. or to the floor. her ears flushed. and she eye-smiled playfully, all the same.

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Boo and Kye: Outfoxed

Then, obviously working his way around the circle of creatures, he checked off a list of animals: 'feral rabbits; mice... harvest, wood and dormice; moles and voles... bank, field and water; shrews... common, water and pygmy; squirrels... red and grey; hedgehogs

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The Act of Finding

The vole stopped. twitched. held his tail in his paws. "is it?" he asked weakly. lipton giggled a bit. "you're ... you've been pacing for the past five minutes. seriously, calm down!" "we're at tactical alert."

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