Cody's Swimming Lesson Part 3: A Wild West Cowboys Of Moo Mesa Fanfic
Cody arrived early at the lake the next morning wearing a pair of torn blue jeans. He took off his shirt and sat in the warm sunshine with his small chest stretched, reaching for the sun. The lake was sparkling blue. Several boys were already playing...
WIP/DRABBLE: The Trout
"I know you did it, you fucking rat-traitor..." Throttle said; he was currently in a beaten up leather chair; his vest destroyed from fights with way too many goons to count. "So what if I did?" Came the slick, sarcastic voice from the darkness. "Not...
Wolfie Steel: Birth Rights Part 4.
Wolfie Steel: Birth Rights. The story of how Wolfie began. Written by Vinnie Van Daz and pinkhairedbrat. A/N: I would like to thank my very good friend pinkhairedbrat for agreeing to help me write this story. If you are old enough to...
Throttle's Night Out
And then they caught sight of the big biker mouse, in his tight leather pants and leather jock, and the sight of his fit torso under his open vest. some of the crowd started applauding.
Bmrrin
Bmrrin.txt - m/m/m - semi-nc, nc - april 10, 2003 a biker mice/rrin crossover story by swamprat (cl) 2003 gay furry association a note - rrin are not kzin because kzin is a copyrited name. but they are both feline races.
The Name Is Black, Jet Black, Part Three
The Name Is Black, Jet Black. Chapter 3. Our First Mission. It has now been two whole weeks since the formation of MI6: Mouse Division. Admiral Tusk has now been made aware of our new venture and has given us his blessing to continue, in...
The Name Is Black, Jet Black, Part Two
Today we had seen the future for the biker mice from mars, who would now be known as the secret biker mice from mars.
The Name Is Black, Jet Black, Part One
By vinnie van daz (aka wolfie steel) this story was inspired by my love of both the biker mice from mars and also james bond, and also was one of the first outings for a very well known pair of wolves, enjoy.
Melancholia
**Obvious statement is obvious. Mice aren't mine. This has been inspired by the opening sequence of Melancholia. Go look at it on youtube**. * * * He knew it. Their last day was due. He gazed at the colossal blue sphere that spanned the skies over...
Is There Anybody Out There?
**You know the score: The mice aren't mine. I don't care if you hate this, or read only a little of it. Please, give me some sort of comment.** * * * He knew he was hurting. He knew it way down in his heart; but his brain didn't care. His mind...
Radio-Activity
The sounds were driving him crazy. It pounded away at his brain; even though he clamped his ears off. Hell; he'd even tried being in a completely quiet room; with no interference from the outside world. Still he heard the noises; at times voices, at...
A Blood Stained Requiem
**EVERYONE KNOWS THIS: THE MICE AREN'T MINE** * * * _He couldn't stop it. No matter how many times he tried; no matter how many times he scolded himself for being so stupid as to keep it going. He couldn't. He had to keep going. Thick blood oozed...