A Different Sort of Lesson
I tell you, my friend, life just is not fair. You burn down one tiny wheat field, completely by accident I might add! I mean most of it was chaff anyways! Point is, you burn down one field and the Gathering of Mages' drones hone in on you with the...
A Different Sort of Change
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Some Sort of Friend.
? I kept on my way to the next city. For my surprise, it wasn't all that advanced and lacked technology. I took a deep breath and kept walking, checking the city out. It looked like Old Greece, the furries used robes, people usually speaking about...
A Strange Sort Of Apocalypse
I'm awoken by a knock at my door. It sounded strangely urgent, so I got up, with a groan, wondering who could possibly be here at this hour. Still holding my teddy bear, Alec, whom refused to let me put him down on the bed, I walked toward the door.I...
A Different Sort of Night
It had been a good night.... Screw it. A fantastic night! Bityn grinned idyllically to himself as he relaxed in the bathtub of his apartment, just savoring the feel of the warm water soothing his sore tailhole. He'd heard equines were well hung, but...
Colt of the Cloth (Ch.1)
**Colt of the Cloth** (Episode I: Speaker's Chair) Know what you're good at, and apply it. That was the key - and San knew exactly what he was good at. He may not have been the best singer in the choir, or have the highest voice of them all (at...
A New Guardian
A New Guardian For MissingKeys By Draconicon When sorting things for a garage sale or a donation drive, or really, anything that involves touching dusty artifacts, it would normally be a good idea to wear gloves. After all, one...
Punk to Plaything
[b][u][center]Punk to Plaything For TiranMaster By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Harris had been about to throw a punch when the portal opened. What happened instead was a great deal of screaming, gasping, and then more screaming...
A Beginning of Sorts
The roo, like most lonely single males, kept a close eye upon the dating app that slowly eats away at his data allotment. Every ping from the phone is an urgent message that must be monitored with frantic desperation. The program is one of the hip new...
A Different Sort of Job
The still, quiet air around the Bren farmstead was broken by the sound of wood violently clacking against wood. Two foxes, wearing wooden pads and wicker helmets, struck their weapons together, the pair locked in a fierce sparring round. The one on...
I'm Back!!!......Well Sort Of
Hey guys \*waves\*. Long time no see, huh? Well anyways I'll be giving you a brief update about me and what I've been doing; however, not only that, but I also got some announcements that you furs might like. So ever since my last announcement it's...
Commission: Riding Lessons of a Hyper Sort
The wet slapping of flesh on flesh filled the area, joined by the sounds of pained and pleasured moans. It was quite a sight to see, really, if you were in the right position. From behind it was hard to tell what was really going on. The massive...