Orange Slices 2: The Second One
==side note== a big thank you to my friends zaggy and cal for helping me with editing and helping me stay motivated to write this. # orange slices 2 it was another busy night at the mixer, the heavy bass of the club music thumping in my lungs.
Just Come an Get It Pt. 3
This is no zaggy norse and the cowboy way type length of incest story, but 17,000 words for all three parts should be more than enough for most folks.
What's the Matter with Oswald?
He'd shined his shoes to glass, ironed his dress shirt and paired it with a zig-zaggy tie from the 80s. he wore a confident, everlasting smile, pumping his arms as he strutted off the bus, swinging a briefcase like nothing was in it.
Shelter in a Storm
Additional thanks go to the members of both [zaggy's](https://zaggy-norse.sofurry.com/) and [mr.
Passage
Studly shenanigans ensue. [8500~ words] this is a commission i wrote for zaggy norse, who premieres as bucephalus in his first ever published story! let me know what you think. i'd be super grateful if you let me know if you enjoyed it.
bowrll's Birthday - Bizarre Blessings
She cried, hissing a little in frustration, her floating rattle-sections turning to frazzled zig-zaggy lines to show her anger. "pick something that isn't also a real person, would you?" "ah, alright.
The best way to cool off
And here i thought i'm a good judge of character," velkhor said, making his way to rel in that winding, zig-zaggy, sly way where he pretended to divert his attention to other insignificant details. "depends," rel's arms folded over his chest.
My Deal with Dad
Dad was already sweating when he climbed out of his car. I had to chuckle at the horny fuck as I walked over to greet him. He gave me a quick smile and wiped his hands down on his pants before he hugged me, but they were still sweaty against my...
What They Say About Zebras
"Shut up! I told you, keep your voice down..." "Aw, come on, stud, nobody cares." The rabbit reached over and groped Mark's crotch, and the stallion flinched. The bunny snickered, one ear flicking down over his face, contriving to look innocent. "Oh,...
Stable Family
# The bus service didn't run as far as the farm, so Eric had to walk the last few miles. It was already late afternoon by the time he got dropped off, at the sign saying "Bracken Farm", and the sun was barely above the line of sentinel pines that...
Sons and Lovers 1: Meeting
Check the mane. Smooth the eyebrows. Loose hair; pull it. Hooves shined; rub 'em against the leg again, in case. Wet night, don't want mud. Jacket open. Unbutton shirt? Yes. No. Yes. Wait - WEAR shirt? Yes! Yes. The red of the neon sign was garish,...
Sons and Lovers: Breakfast in Bed
Perch lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to keep his body from quivering. It was nearly time! He almost couldn't wait. A small 'eeeee' escaped him, loud in the pre-dawn silence. He slapped his fingers to his mouth and quickly looked across at...