Fanatic Xenophile, Part Three
Once he had the restroom, he relieved himself and freshened up for a second round. He came back out to see Rukra with one leg up on the couch, thick tail waving back and forth but not letting him see that join between those lovely thighs. A rich,...
Bubble Entendre Part Three (M)
The second day of training went much the same as the first, save that we both seemed to be conserving energy. I kept in good enough shape that only the now-faint bruises gave me any discomfort. Sliding on the ground was kept to a minimum for that...
Live, Love, Liftoff
Amanda wasn't sure what looked more striking: the Apollo 11 rocket several miles distant, or the green dragon sitting in the gathering crowd. The rocket won—it was going to the moon, after all—but the dragon drew her curiosity. Those watching the...
Taurnado
Lana tossed the hanging towels into the bathtub, along with a blanket and a pillow. One of her pointed ears swiveled to catch the heavy thud of Tarrant's four paws echoing down the hall, breaking the rise-and-fall wail of the emergency siren half a...
Bubble Entendre Part Four (M)
Oat cakes and dried fruit made up my breakfast since I still didn't want to start a fire. Syreen was resting on the ridge when I made the short walk up. Her head turned to regard me, a brief smile on her muzzle, and then her eyes returned to the...
Fret Not, Frot Knot
Emil wondered if he should have given himself another brush-down, or shaved his thick coat of gray-black fur to a finer trim. There wasn't much else for the anthromorph wolf to do while waiting for the door security to cycle him through. Life on a...
Bubble Entendre Part Two (M)
Over an hour later, I was thankful for the heavier armor. Falling on my rear hurt my pride worse than my body--though, it had happened enough times now that I was starting to feel the ache. The trails of bubblefoam soaked into the ground after a few...
Scaled Up
Hours passed as I threaded my way through the verdant underbrush, and the short, low swings of my machete made the going easier. A few green stains marred the white fur on my front and darkened patches of the rust-colored fur almost everywhere else....
Bubble Entendre Part Four (F)
Oat cakes and dried fruit made up my breakfast since I still didn't want to start a fire. Syreen was resting on the ridge when I made the short walk up. His head turned to regard me, a brief smile on his muzzle, and then his eyes returned to the...
Bubble Entendre Part Two (F)
Over an hour later, I was thankful for the heavier armor. Falling on my rear hurt my pride worse than my body--though, it had happened enough times now that I was starting to feel the ache. The trails of bubblefoam soaked into the ground after a few...
Bubble Entendre Part Three (F)
The second day of training went much the same as the first, save that we both seemed to be conserving energy. I kept in good enough shape that only the now-faint bruises gave me any discomfort. Sliding on the ground was kept to a minimum for that...
Of Mane and Mer
A picture hit Jax's message queue as the mid-haul shuttle reached high orbit. He brushed through his ruddy fur and tried not to glance around like a guilty man as he opened it. Miri, of course. She was at home, afloat, with not a stitch of clothing on....