Drunken Lullabies #1
**Drunken Lullabies #1** By Bartan Tirix The white bear opened the door to the workshop, peering inside at the lit room. Machinery and the smell of materials could be sensed, but no sign of the Tirix it belonged to. "Linet?" He...
Winter's Parasite
Winter takes a deep breath, the forest silent except for the birds and crickets. He smiles as he feels a sense of security. His pure white skunk tail swishing as he lays down. Unlike most skunks, he smelt of lavender. He leans against a tree, ready...
Ride 'em, Part 2
Trevor stepped into the Bath House, one of the town's largest gay clubs for guys looking to share a little too much spunk with their partners. The atmosphere was somewhat laid back, though heady rave music pumped through the speakers and the lights...
Commission: Ride 'em, Part 3
Ride 'em, part 3 Rich had been working at Splatter, Inc. for about two weeks at this point, and the whole time he had been rehearsing and practicing with various partners the studio supplied him. He was already going by his new stage name, Dick Flare,...
Gehart's First Party: Commission
Gehart's First Party Gehart had gotten invitations to go to Sigma Nu Phi's popping parties before, but he'd always turned them down. The parties were well known in town and they were open to anyone who wanted to attend. Gehart had always been...
The Stall
Amber gripped the back of the toilet, face down, while her mouth hung open and heated, gasping moans slid from her lips. The cock inside of her was already twitching harder with every thrust. She could feel the tip starting to swell a little. It wasn't...
The Next Party, part 1
It had been almost a month since the last party, and invitations had been sent out to everyone who wasn't left dripping down the walls from the last party. Several other invitations were sent out to the frats and sororities around campus and some...
Popping In On A Friend(18+)
Did I knock hard enough?... Was that not enough times? Alice shifted his feet, shoes scuffing against concrete, his black-furred fist hovered over the peeling white paint of Erica's door as he prepared to give it another rap. When he pulled his arm...
Not Quite an Otter-Pop
Ain't no Otter-pop. © Tsumi Moogle '13 Characters themselves. The rain pattering against the windows spoke of the dreary day. Not that it really changed things for the otter. He wasn't normally the outdoorsy type, when grass threatened to engulf...
Pop goes the weasel!
POP GOES THE WEASEL A long time ago, in my ermine youth. I found a sight which was ever uncouth. I had snuck through the bushes, when I spotted her. A female ferret with the silkiest fur. As I watched her from where I hid. And spy all the...
Jenni's Cherry-Poppings
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS INCEST AND BESTIALITY. IF SUCH OFFENDS, DO NOT CONTINUE READING. JENNI IS COPYRIGHTED TO ME, AND ALEX IS COPYRIGHTED TO YASUO. THIS IS A ONGOING RP THAT I HAVE WITH HIM. Arriving home from junior high cheerleading...
Pauper pops the Prince
Metal on metal, a crash, and the sound of ringing cymbals made up the start of this evening's orchestra. The conductor was a large female wolf, no stranger to city back allies, no stranger to rough and tumble city life. Her tight fitting, hole marked...