The Art of Racing in the Human World: Chapter 2
Back at the Wolfpack Motorsports headquarters in Furrithopia, the three top members of the team stood in the garage, each clutching rule books for the GT4 series and looking at various parts of one of the Maserati MC GT4 race cars. Ricky stood at the...
Three Furs, One House
Three Furs, One House- Chapter 11 I stood in my driveway, staring down at a US Army postmarked letter with tears dripping down my muzzle. To Richard Rifenbark, I most sincerely wish that I didn't have to write you this letter, but it is my solemn...
Three Furs, One House
Three Furs, One House- Chapter 12 I woke up to the sensations of someone playing with my sheath. Alex, who had woken up before me, had wiggled his way down the bed and into my boxers, where his paw was gently fondling me. I felt myself start to slip...
Three Furs, One House
Three Furs, One House- Chapter 7 I stood, waiting at Harbor City International Airport's A terminal, waiting for the American Airlines flight that was carrying my boyfriend. In my paws, I clutched a bouquet of beautiful red and white roses. The scent...
Taster: The Road to Sharon
A quiet snick. The rustle of fabric. The clink of metal. In utter silence, two furs packed bags full of survival equipment; knives, matches, and other sorts of things that they would need on their long and dangerous trip. The female fur picked up...
Three Furs, One House
Three Furs, One House- Chapter 8 Reks and Swiff laughed loudly at the TV. The air around them was foggy, a remnant of their smoke a few minutes earlier. A large glass pipe and a cheapo bic lighter lay on the coffee table in front of them. The top side...
Three Furs, One House
Three Furs, One House- Chapter 6 "-so we landed there at Carswell, and there's a ton of armed Air Force guys pointing guns at the jet." "How the hell did you get out of that?" asked Jake, who was sitting next to me on the expansive leather sofa in my...