Diary of a Fox Slut-Part4: Big Vixen in a Small City
I remember being plagued by terrible dreams that night. Though the details escaped me, the emotions they stirred up remained within me for a long while; and just like those dreams, I'm incapable of describing them. I woke up to a spicy smell of...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part3: Formal Defilement
Had I known what was ahead of me, I would have turned tail then and there. The city of Krelholm loomed in front of me and with every step I made I felt worse and worse. Even with the handful of cash I lifted off the orc I couldn't make the trip to the...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Dreams: Feral Mating
From now on I'm going to write down every notable dream I can remember. At times they are just as exciting as my regular love-making, or they are so weird I cannot shake them for days. The one I had today falls to the first category. Mostly. Losing...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part2: Playing the Orc
As easily as I wag my tail, I bid goodbye to my wolf lover and the valley I called home for the past week. While I had some luck, the profits I made were in no way decent. If to make any living at all I had to turn to the closest big village, if not...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part1: Lone Wolf
After a few weeks spent job hunting with no results, I decided to lower my standards and look at the postings for less exciting positions. Lo and behold, someone thought I'd make a good mail carrier. I know I shouldn't complain -- the job pays well...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part11: Charming a Duke
My hands tremble at the mere thought of writing down the last two weeks of my life onto these pages. Everything went to hell, and I have only Lady Luck to thank for being alive. I haven't felt this much pain in my existence... Not even the night when I...
From Marcella With Love - Story
Frozen snow crunches under your boots as you make your way through the cold landscapes of a not entirely familiar forest passage. Despite the frigid air sneaking under your clothes and licking at your skin, you're sweating hot with exertion. There is...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part10: Reflection of Agony
Travelling on-board the coaches had met my expectations perfectly; it was boring, tedious and when the coaches were at full capacity, very uncomfortable. Thanks to countless stops I had time to refresh myself and stretch my limbs, walking amid the...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part9: Wolf of the Past
My travels had their ups and downs, as they always do. The wolf with whom - against my better judgement - I decided to travel, turned out to be a very good companion, even if having him at my side the entire journey was tiresome. I had wished to be...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part8: Dancing in the Rain
My new companion is softly snoring next to me, giving me ample time to lose myself in these pages. I'd rather not write when he's awake; he would surely want to read the diary. I don't trust him enough to let him do that yet. The idea of him flipping...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part18: Wolf Soup
The rough surface of the marble statue grazed against my fingertips as I inspected its curves. It was a close replica of the original statues built in the honour of the vixen goddess Tanith, a woman of legendary qualities that was nicked the patroness...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part19: Silhouette of Gods
Frozen blood, endless walking, and icicles hanging from Amand's nose. That is all I remember of our month of trying to crawl across Kordonian mountains and get further north-west, into the uncharted lands of dread and mystery. And we found plenty of...