True to Form: Part Five
If ever you want to get fucked by a moose, even an anthropomorphic version of one, regardless of the size of one, try not to yell in pain. Even if you are high with its musk. Sure he was gentle at first, prodding and poking, but soon he was doing...
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 4
Frankie was having a rather good time at his table. A broad bulldog in skin-tight spandex took his order while a hunky gryphon in green gave him a nicely-made gin and tonic. He looked around at the establishment, enjoying the scantily-clad eye...
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 3
"Oh ye gods and fishes." Moose was staring slack-jawed when he walked into the Barjocks gym. He noticed that not only Arc and Sirius were there, but also two other people: Sarge and his husband. They were at a weight bench, tossing several massive...
Bar Jocks: Story Two, Part 2
"So, when will the drink lose its effect?" Mike said, looking at the dozing moose. Carl shrugged, his bulk straining the seams of his shirt. "No idea, Mikey." They were in Huxley's reception room, along with two other guys. They were massive...
Seeing Double
I awoke. What the hell happened, I asked myself as I scanned the brightly lit room. The walls were a pale blue and the floor was what appeared to be a black granite. A thick metal door was at the far side of the room, and a huge mirror was covering...
True to Form: Part Four
Oh fuck. How did I get myself into these things? I should have never opened that package. Should have never gone over to that temp office! But then I see this thick, muscular moose looming over me, hugely pumped, his heavy member diamond-hard and...
True to Form: Part Three
Joe ordered me to first take off my shirt, then my pants. I, still high on moose musk, happily obliged. The creature whistled lewdly as he looked over my almost-naked form. "Damn, son, you look good." His hand caressed down my back to the rump and...
True to Form: Part Two
Soon I heard the sounds of the shower start up. Was the guy singing? I listened carefully. Heh, he was. A nice bathroom tenor. I snapped out of it. A giant moose-creature was in my shower, and from the look of it, a rather oversexed one at that. I...
True to Form: Part One
"Finally, it came in!" I whooped, jumping in glee at the heavy brown package that the mail left on the door. It was simply decorated, a golden stamp of a chimera profile in front. I picked it up and carried it inside, where, after dropping off the...
True to Form: Prologue
She sat behind a glass workdesk, her suit slimly accentuating her lines. She wore a sunny smile, her head tilted a bit to the side. Her hair matched the suit, both sun-kissed yellow. "Thank you for coming, sir, and welcome. I take it you are here to...
The Goat Suit
What's that, dude? You're asking me how long it's been since I've had this suit? Hm...it's been months since I've been wearing it. I can't take it off, and I don't want to. It feels so damn good to be this big and thick. And so fuckin' horny... Huh?...