Fleshpuppet
Warning: this story contains strong themes of objectification and degradation, much more so than is typical of stories in my gallery. If you dislike those things, please do not read. Also, if you feel that anyone should be objectified and degraded in...
Turning Japanese
"Ichi, ni, shi, go," Theresa annunciated carefully. The snow leopard's brow was furrowed and her eyes clenched shut in concentration. Her bushy tail thrashed behind her as she tried to remember what came next. After a minute of intense focus, she let...
Corporate Drone
A burst of laughter from outside his cubicle shook James from his hyperfocus on coding. The donkey stuck his head around the cubicle wall and caught sight of a gaggle of newbies gathered by the water cooler. They were bright, young, and vivacious--men...
The Citadel's New Recruit
The famed bounty hunter Travis Quickshot returned to base in a blaze of glory: onlookers cheered the cocky cross fox as he swaggered in with the weapons of a dozen feared Insurgency lieutenants tied in a sack over his muscular back At least, that's...
[Patreon] The Hip Hyp Hookup
Midway through a sip of her latte, Ash felt her phone buzz against her leg. The cougar savored the caramel against her tongue as she fished the phone out of her pocket, but she had to suppress an urge to squeal in the middle of the coffeeshop when she...
Hyla Brokenfang and the Eye of a God
Hyla Brokenfang had struck a god. The backhand blow had sent the coyote flying off his throne, and then... and then he hung there for a moment in midair, revolving like a leaf caught in an eddy of wind. The coyote righted himself, still floating,...
Hypnovember - Day 12: Program
Kayla slapped groggily at the blaring alarm clock, missed, and aimed another strike that this time successfully silenced the ear-splitting noise. The skunk rolled over in bed and rubbed at her face. Her mind slowly caught up with the fact that it was...
Hypnovember - Day 11: Game
Val had found the game in the attic, amongst her late aunt's old effects. The cardboard box was fraying at the edges, at least one side was now just a flap, and a long rubber band held it all together. Val couldn't find any information on the game...
Hypnovember - Day 10: Bound
It started with just a chair. Axel thought that was the easiest thing. All the tiger had to do was sit in the chair and watch the screen to prep him for some silly stage hypnosis tricks. As far as fraternity hazing rituals went, the tiger thought it...
Hypnovember - Day 9: Repetition
"Deeper." The iguana hissed out the word, with a flick of his tongue punctuating the end of the word. He tightened his grip on the leash he held in one hand, winding it once more around his wrist so the wolf on the other end was drawn closer....
Hypnovember - Day 8: Forest
Daniel stood at the edge of a forest. He knew it was a forest because he had been told it was. And he knew it was twilight because he had been told it was as well. The sun was setting on the unseen horizon, turning the sky a pleasant purple hue. It was...
Hypnovember - Day 7: Gaze
Special agent Max Peters skulked down the hallway of the Khan's villainous lair. Not that lairs could be particularly villainous. They were just places. But it was the Khan's lair, and he was certainly villainous. The ermine checked around a corner,...