Hidden Talents (Gift-fic for Zwoosh)
It is another gift-fic for the very talented zwoosh, staring his hot colt, martyn and my big bodybuilder orca, andy. again, i am posting it on his enthusiastic request.
Choice Words (Gift-fic for Zwoosh)
I wrote this as a gift for zwoosh and it was a long time coming. oddly enough, this came entirely from him prodding my yiffy muse with a few sentences. it stars his subby horse, martyn, and my hulking orca fursona (who is a bit out of character here).
Back Alley Demonstration by Zwoosh-K9
This was a wonderful story that i won in a raffle from @zwoosh-k9 where he wrote a story and commissioned a whole art piece for me from fa: hufnaar. go check out his stories on sf, they're well-written and extraordinarily sexy!
Dreams
An amazing gift that my bud zwoosh-k9 did for me a while back for my birthday, and ended up being one of my personal favorite stories he's done for me so far <3 same rules as always, read the tags, and if you see something you don't like, seriously reconsider
'Brand' Name
'brand' name equusaz challenge and editing by zwoosh hey... so you're wondering why i called you over here after that little show we gave tonight.
The Hidden Passage
zwoosh out! commission for skynero19 & seasramon characters belong to their respective owners this was not what leon normally did. he stood there, pretending to be on his phone, as he waited by the passage.
The Empty Carriage
#5 of tails tales collection hey guys, zwoosh here again. well, i found this story from another fellow user on the site.
On The Fifth Day of Kinkmas
Hauled by the scruff of his neck, the blue fox was dragged through the nonchalant crowds of leather men and rubber gimps, past those who smoked fat cigars and monstrous pipes, and slinked between the smirking daddies who congregated in the dark of the...
On The Sixth Day of Kinkmas
There was a quiet creak of leather as the stallion flexed his arms, wrists pulling taut on the straps buckled securely around him. Every breath was constricted by the band that pressed against his chest, looped around the back of the chair he was sat...
On The Seventh Day of Kinkmas
"I see you've took my advice on your second chapter. I think the revisions are a vast improvement." The study might have almost been quiet, stilled under a single lamplight's glow as the day turned to dusk outside. The window pane had since frosted...
On The Eighth Day of Kinkmas
"Fuck man, you smell ripe!" The smaller reptile hybrid swatted at his trainer's arm as they came through the door, gym bags dumped at the foot of the stairs to be forgotten about until their stench could be ignored no longer. The house was quiet, aside...
On The Tenth Day of Kinkmas
The tension in the room was best described as heated. But it was so much more than that. It was if the air broiled and sizzled between the two fighters, now taking refuge in their respective corners as the next round awaited to be announced. On one...