¿Cuántos más, mejor?

¿CUANTOS MÁS, MEJOR? por Alas Negras --¡Gané! La zorra ártica se dejó caer sobre el sofá, soltando un pequeño grito de júbilo. Bebió un trago de su refresco para bajar el último trozo de perrito caliente y observó al zorro que estaba...

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The more, the merrier?

THE MORE, THE MERRIER? by Alas Negras "I won!" The arctic fox plopped down on the couch, letting out an enthusiastic little shout. She gulped her soda to down the last piece of hot dog and looked at the fox -a regular one- on the other...

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I Sold My Soul To Play The Blues, Ch. 5

We lay back and rested a bit then Natan stirred himself, reaching over to me with a hand-paw and gently cupping my right upper-middle teat. He fondled it, lifting and caressing, and ran his fingers over my nipple, making my teat grow warm and my nipple...

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Trish and Robert - ch3

Something new my furred, scaled, slimy and other friends, this is a story that started as a bit of TF roleplay and, before we knew it, had blown out to an epic story. It is co-authored, in alternating chapters, each will be submitted by the authors...

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Recipe for Change: O&O Tea Company

This story is from the livestreaming session I did called Freebies Vol. 37: Hidden Surprise Edition! The description of the theme: _Whether it's a friend or a loved one, most people have one or two things they do or have that surprise us. Stories...

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Shifting Consequences--Chapter 35: Really Good Reads

A view into Mallory's very private life. It's about to get a lot more private and less boring. Shifting Consequences--Chapter 35: Really Good Reads By Zmeydros (Lucien Quinn) zmeydros.tumblr.com zmeydros (Twitter) Malfedrosti (Mal Twitter) Mallory...

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The Mongrel, part II

"An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind." --Mahatma Gandhi --- The doors of the city opened before them like the lid of a coffin revealing the rotting corpse within. Two figures waited in line, shuffling slowly one weary half-footstep at a...

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Chapter 6 - Doctor Lionthorn Webers

Following the doctor's instructions, the Indagator found herself in a large open room with the doctor's spirit sitting on a chair carefully placed in the center of the room. The room had grey, crumbling, moss-covered, concrete walls, with their former...

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Chapter 2 - Asylum Madness

The lupine-morph stared up at Amanda both confused and horrified. "How are you an Indagator? You've got to have the largest, most ridiculous endowments on this entire planet." He stopped in horror. "You're going to kill us aren't you?" "Depends. Have...

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Chapter 1 - The Asylum

A deep rumble echoed through the sky. It was gray and heavy with clouds. The sunlight slowly faded as the day changed from late afternoon to evening. A trickle of rain slowly began. A dilapidated building sat in an open field of tall grass, its brick...

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A different kind of birthday gift

This is the first TF story I've ever written! It was crafted with the help of a friend, and I hope you enjoy it. Feedback is greatly appreciated! Slick: me ...

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Part 15: Closing the Case

Suddenly, the mare was freed, her mind snapped back, and she found herself sandwiched between her assets, far too large for the poor cave. Amanda wasted no time and jerked herself off into her milking cups, squeezing out all she could. Even though it...

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