Big, hard, strong and subby
Did something in return to Reclamon in FA. Characters between his fursona and one of my characters from the series 'Internal Auditor'. As usual, M/M. So, enjoy! --- Big, hard, strong and Subby --- "Damn you're big." Rex bumps his fist against the...
Getting To The Bottom Of It
**Fidget's Journal: 23 November 2013** Fairly average night. Three muggers and two pickpockets brought in, one shoplifter got a good talking to. The new netgun is surprisingly effective, though it could still use another dozen revisions. Still...
Private Sessions
A soft, sibilant hiss in her ear was all it took to set her passion aflame. Samantha started to turn, but two scaled hands stopped her, slipping around her shoulders and crossing just above her breasts. Another hiss nearly brought her to her knees, a...
Symphonia Passionata [Request]
The gentle light of the sun rising over a new morning filtered in through the posts of a wooden window, warming the face of the sleeping otter. It was a wonderful morning, the temperature resting at somewhere between comfortable cool and comfortably...
Governess of the Mountain
To say that I \*hate\* this story might be a bit strong... but I don't entirely like it in its current form. I \*did\* make a promise, though, and I'm sticking to it. This is what I managed to write in an afternoon as stated in a journal from yesterday...
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 4
Chapter 4 The First Day, Continued The rest of the day did not go up from there. After Aaron had sauntered away, Kazard had found concentrating on his work difficult with the warm, slightly squishy presence of his soaked diapers pressing against...
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 3
Chapter 3 The First Day Kazard nervously pulled down on the fabric of his pants near his inner thigh, feeling highly paranoid about his current, crinkly predicament. He had woken up that morning feeling refreshed, albeit having fallen asleep on...
M Mudkip x M Marshtomp x M Swampert
In the town of Pacifidlog, a marshtomp and a swampert were eating in their cousin's house, a mudkip, one that had refused to evolve despite reaching adulthood already. Admiral (Marshtomp) and Tsunami (Swampert), or Tsuna for short were talking to...
Boot Shiner
**Boot Shiner** There was something about this new outfit Crisis got. It had to be... nah impossible. Crisis subtly shrugs off the thought as she walks down the halls in her new latex, leather dominatrix outfit. Her green...
Letting a Hyena Lead
Storm had been wandering around from place to place with no clear direction in mind. He was a wandering rogue and went wherever the wind seemed to take him. Along the way he made friends that he came across again later one. One of those friends...
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...
Shopping Day
Somewhere deep in space, a certain spaceship- among many others- was orbiting around a massive space station. The crew had finished a rather lucrative job, now taking a day off to relax. Some stayed on the ship to laze about or finish work they had,...