Abasement
The storms in Gulliver Reef were things of legend. Great and terrible, they were said by the natives of the island to be the products of the Gods themselves; The rainy season was the time that the Gods would fight to decide who would rule the heavens...
Webshow Hijinx
"Can you feel it?" came the hushed whisper from behind the mouse's head. The softly spoken words were tinged with a deadly malevolence that was only barely noticed by the struggling rodent; his mind was occupied with greater concerns. In particular,...
Gladiators!
The sun beat down on the bare stone arena, as unfeeling and harsh as the furs that stood amidst the blowing sands of the arena floor. They stood resolute, unafraid, and hungry for battle. "We who are about to die, salute you!" came the shout; each...
One Of Those Days
"Ever have one of those days?" I thought quietly to myself. You know the ones. You wake up thinking nothing was going to happen that day, and then before you know it you're standing in front of a roaring crowd in nothing but a pair of red tights....
Blood Rite
"There are things we see with our eyes, and we know them by their look. There are things we touch with our fingers, and we know them by their texture. There are things we smell, and we know them by their fragrance. But there are things, young ones,...
Willow Falls (part 1)
He could see her lips moving, but the mosquito which had been buzzing in Nyle's ear for the last half hour kept him from hearing her. He could guess what she was saying, however, and as the young buck slapped at the side of his own head he shrugged. ...
Of Mice And Foxes
"Do you remember the old days, grampa?" "Remember them? They are a second home to me, my boy. The splendor of Paris in the spring. The sounds of carts on cobblestones, the taverns, the women; it was enough to get your mind off of the stench." ...
L.I.M.B.O
How many years had the same cries been heard? The demands for accountability in government, and the cynical distaste for the political elites; they didn't know what it was like to be poor, cold and starving. If only the average man was given the power...
Otters At Play
The whistle sounded, and Teemu answered. The soft lullaby of waves crashing against the sand was interrupted by the plodding footsteps of a gaggle of otters. More crested the hills that bordered the shoal upon which Teemu stood, and the sound of...
The League: The Bridge Pt. 1
_There comes a time when you must ask yourself what your priorities are. Are you a worker? A lover? A player? Or are you something more? Are you something intangible yet oddly familiar? A beacon to others only because you know who you are and the...
Vore-For-All: Rin The Raccoon
The bell rang clear in the hilltop clearing. The sounds of nervous chatter began to die as an alligator in a red tracksuit made his way up a short flight of stairs, a microphone waiting for his address more patient than the menagerie of boys that...
Last Friday
There's a lot of ways you can spend a Friday night. Getting laid comes to mind, or maybe a pint with some buddies. Hell, maybe a pint with your buddies before getting laid; the number of people to sleep with, and the number of pints to drink defy...