Rock Lane Tavern

Musty with the smell of smoke and spilled beer, the bar is lit primarily by the orange-red fluorescents in the windows. A brown rat sits on a stool at the bar and follows the hum of the glowing lights. For the twentieth time, he reads their reversed...

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Ifrinn's Finest

Gaslights lined a hall twice as wide as it was high. On either side ran a series of double doors; by each set, a plaque read the names of the months. The February doors were decorated with a red stamp--ribbon tassels hung from an engraving of wheat...

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Potent Supplements

Loud knocking at the door roused Nat from a light sleep. As the haze of sleep faded, he recognized the sound and jumped to his feet. His glasses cluttered to the ground from the motion, forcing the boy to fumble for the eyewear and delay answering the...

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Freshman Five-Hundred Part 1

Freshman Five-Hundred Chapter 1: Fresh Starts Lily Broadwell sighed a sigh that conveyed the amount of stress and excitement found in a person who was going through serious life changes. It was September 23rd, and she had just set down the very last...

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In a little place of sunshine

This story does contain some fetish material mainly weight gain so fair warning beforehand.

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Marathon

The alarm blared with blinking red lights of 04:30 just for a moment, silenced by the thwack of a swift white paw. Piki slipped their running attire over their lithe cheetah body, tapped their fitness band and headed outside. This was just a loosener...

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Good Ol' Boys

Contains transformation skunk stag weight gain coffee a commission for jerrett16 and kaeldragonblood.

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Leviathan Chapter Four: Saurian

**Leviathan Chapter Four** By Shalion It began on an unusually rainy day in the forest. Leviathan had filled her stomach with vegetation as was the norm and was preparing to lay down to rest for a couple hours to digest. However, out of the forest,...

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Sonic the Addict

Sonic the Addict by Snackattack "Where the chili dogs at, yo?" "Sonic! Sit down." Said Tails, patting the picnic bench where he sat. "What kind of lame BBQ is this? You said there'd be chili dogs." "Sonic," Said Bunnie, "we need to talk. Why...

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Factory Fatso

There are reasons factories are always behind enclosed gates. There are reasons that when people go inside, you don't see them for hours. My name's Roderick, and I discovered what those reasons were. To understand, though, you'll have to follow me back...

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Obamon Meal 10

Meal 10 To say Zane was beating the stuffing out of Dillon was an understatement as the fat dillo looked like a yellow, shapeless blob as he was pummeled wildly. It would have been a trivial task to just let him splat into the ground or fly out...

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Obamon Meal 9

Meal 9 Sharkfang made his way to the Chateau of Cheese a terrible sense of dread and foreboding swelling in his head. If Skunk Kill had a reason to give him an incredibly long trek to face him it was to allow him to cloud his own mind with...

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