CSYA Ch1: Last Chance Gone
Thrax sat in the back seat of the police cruiser, for the fifth time that month. He had learned how to get comfortable in the cramped plastic seat with his hands and wings cuffed behind his back. Thrax was a fifteen year old silver...
CSYA Ch4: A New School, Again
_\*Warning, this story portrays copulation between two male minors. For those of you who liked the story clean so far, though this may not become a norm, it_ may _become frequent for the next few chapters.\*_ Thrax awoke with the feel of soft fabric...
CSYA Ch9: Just a Job?
Cyan team had had many successful missions after their first one. They were even privileged with the job of being strong arms for one of Vlad's loan sharks, who turned out to really be a shark, named Nero. They had already broken some poor souls' legs...
CSYA Ch3: Testing
Thrax woke up, wearing the orange jumpsuit that he had been given, and in the solitary cell he had been placed into yesterday. That was when he realized that the events of the past few days was not a dream, but a nightmare that had escaped into...
CSYA Ch6: School Work
Thrax woke up from Emma gently shaking him. "Good, you're awake," Emma rolled him over onto his stomach and undid the cuffs from the night before, his wrists hurt from being confined the entire night. "We've got a few minutes until breakfast...
CSYA Ch8: Sunrise, Sunset, Swiftly Fly the Years
Cyan team sat in front of Vladimir Kahn's high backed chair, which was turned away from them. Vlad was reading reports on their progress over the past six years. Thrax, Emma and Zane were all now twenty-one, and were about to receive their first...
CSYA Ch7: Free-Day
Thrax woke up to the sound of hoots and hollers in the hallway. He pulled the sheets off of himself and quickly got dressed. He then opened his door, some of the younger teenaged anthros were running up and down the halls chanting "Free-day Friday,...
The Bet: The Whole Day
Jacob woke with a start as it felt like he was having a sudden bowel movement. He felt a hand on his rump and he instinctively went into fight or flight mode, trying to pull away. Before he could do that, a massive black-furred arm wrapped...