My Terminator ch2.

Jack glides along in his 1971 dodge cornet police patrol unit heading to the lapd. precenit for driving instruction, "roger all units respond, robbery in progress," "10-4." jack into the radio mic.

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My Gun Is Cute

I didn't write this story, but I heavily edited it to be furry and fit in my furry universe.  It was orginally in the National Lampoon magazine way back in the mid-1970s.I'd like to thank https://thtiger.sofurry.com/ for helping me edit and proof-read...

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What Would You Do?

It had to be something straight out of a porno where the dominating cop took the young offender while they cried out for more.

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Transformation Story: A New Police Dog

Commissioned by leviathan white dragon here on sf, this is a possible origin of one of his fursonas, being made into a dog by a police project.

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Parking

The car's engine made its trademark sound as the police tuned transmission downshifted.

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Nexus - Ch 1 - Back from the Abyss

“flynn is a duly appointed police officer.” “he’s a dog.”

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The Porn Note, Chapter 4: THIS IS THE POLICE

He opened the door an inch, just enough to look at the cop and hopefully not enough to trigger the motion sensors of the turrets.

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Spread 'em...down in the police locker room...

This one is from taurinfox's collection about a german shepherd police offcier. i'm thinking about doing a cop series so tell me what you think. ideas welcomed.

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Leutenant-General Hao, NKVD.

\>you sat, sweating, in the office of some fat major in charge of weapons acquisition. \>his puffy, wrinkled face seemed to quiver in indignation as he glared at you while silently chomping on a fat cigar. \>he had just finished screaming into the...

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new life: chapter 1

police put your hands up!!!!!!" my parents did exactly as they were told to. the next thing i know is i felt my hands being released. i opened my eyes to see a panther untying me. after that he carried me down stairs and carried me to the ambulance.

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Compliancy.2

  12:40 -894th Solar Rotation. 'Tuesday' Smog drifts like oil over water. A swirling mass of poison that remains as inescapable as it is oppressive. It was heavy this morning, as if it had mass, but at the same time it felt dry, cloying. It tugged at...

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