A Thing for Horses
The stallion slammed in as much of his cock as mitch could take, making the fox moan loudly as the thing was rammed down his throat.
No Such Thing
Heya furballs, and welcome back to Fae's Christmas Music-Themed Special! The shutdown of Yiffstar and the boot-up of SoFurry has prevented me from uploading these stories as I planned on the week leading up to Christmas Day, but that doesn't mean...
Wild Thing
This was it. Second weekend of July had come around again and the rodeo was back on. And she made it! She wasn't competing. Not in this one. But she'd been given an honor that made her heart flutter in her chest just thinking about. She took a deep...
At Five Years End Finishes Yesterday
This is a poem about the passage of time and the things we let slip away from us. a bit of an abstract one with a theme that was and is still fitting because this year has flown by. for better and for worse. originally posted in may 2024.
A Thing for Orcas
Water. It was the natural element for an orca. The feel of the depths against the skin, rushing currents slipping over and under, encasing in liquid, a sensation uncanny to anything else in the world; Gritou loved that most. When he was in the water,...
Just the Thing
“you know i’ve got just the thing for that...”
A Child's Folly
Marching men in rows Meet inglorious ends As a boy carelessly sends them all to heated bowls. A mishap with fire as he melts them down, to fill molds hand-grown. Mother comes in, face most dire: "Well that's what ya get for settin' yerself...
A Necessary Thing
It was late at night in the city, specifically a part of the city that was practically empty, with no humans or stray dogs to be seen anywhere, making it the perfect meet up point for those who wanted to conduct their business in secret without anyone...
The Thing in the Junkyard
the thing released her hand with a precise dignity, and she threw the collar on the shelf. the thing sat still, and regarded here with his dark eyes. what thoughts lurked in those depths?
The night of dragons
It's been a long, hot day. The sun had already set behind the western cliffs from hours but the warm air that still blew across all the valley kept the temperature high. Every time it moved you could hear the swishing of fronds and admire the calming...
Soft Things
Connie tried to reach back, claws scraping at whatever had grabbed her, twisting hard enough that her shoulder ached as she kicked and bucked, even trying to slam her shaking hips down to pin it against the stone, but the thing was not a hand and not a rope
The Day Care's Guard
Another small story to get me back into the groove, since it's been about a month. Set in the same setting as Afterbattle Tussle, same shinx, and place. * * * "I, uh, you're not the best at this are you?" Shinx asked, stepping off his panting...