The Raccoon Who Couldn't Let Go
The blankets were too hot, but the air was too cold. I couldn't find a comfortable spot in the bed. Couldn't even figure out a good position to sleep in; trying to lie on my back felt suffocating, on my side felt like a balancing act. It was one...
Infernal Affairs: A Demon CYOA
I am alive! Here's Infernal Affairs, and at 23.600 words and _no recycled scenes,_ it's kinda big. It's all about demons in various anthropomorphic shapes, so there's plenty of stuff you can probably enjoy. Just as a sample, there's feral...
Massage Therapy
Life as a mouse wasn't easy. Or rather, it hadn't been easy, not for Cole at least. As a kid, he had been constantly bullied by every predator he'd come across, as well as most bigger herbivores. And that was despite the fact that he was much bigger...
Wolfhorn
It was a bit of a fad, sure. They had those commercials with wolves and everything. The all-new Wolfhorn shower gel, guaranteed to bring out the beast in you. _Everyone_ was sharing those ads on the Internet, which I suppose meant their campaign was...
Furnace of Stars, part 3
I made my choice on the arm. As much as I wanted the natural-looking one, in a vain attempt to cling onto the idea of being a warm, natural being, it wasn't what I needed. What I needed was something to at least give me a _chance_ to defend myself...
Going Native
A tropical island vacation? Score! The horse and fox high-fived each other the moment they left the boss' office. Oh sure, it was _technically_ a job, interviewing and documenting one of the cultures that had remained somewhat isolated despite modern...
After Class
Ahnik sat in class, equal parts bored and distracted. It wasn't that he didn't like the subject, UI design was one of his favorites. Rather, his mind drifted towards other things. One thing in particular: the professor's perfect - at least to him -...
Something New and Different
She was just an otter like any other. Everyone else like her lived happy little lives, with nothing major ever happening. Her daily routine was always to either sit at home, write, and have a walk, or sometimes, to go to write at a nearby café. All...
Dancing on the Razor's Edge
The night was clear. The stars twinkled above the vast black reaches of space. Neon signs, streetlights, and apartment windows shimmered in the distance, forming a kind of space of their own. For many, the glowing sights of the city were the only stars...
Double Tied
What kind of sex club had a line at the entrance? _Scratch that. Better yet, why am I here?_ Of course, the otter knew. It was just that he was regretting his decision. Not only did waiting outside suck, but he was feeling incredibly insecure about...
Paying the Rent
It was a beautiful autumn evening. The trees were all as red as a fox's fur, and the sun was just setting, painting the sky in glorious tones of orange as well. At the other end of the horizon, the stars were just starting to become visible. Yet for...
The Were-Curse, part 4
I went to sleep as a wolf, with other wolves. I woke up as a human among other humans, clad in rags or completely naked. It came as a mild surprise to me that some of us were women; it had been impossible to tell in the dark. I couldn't tell _which_...