Stay Ch. 01 [TF / MF / Were-dog]
Brandy sat at the end of an over-stuffed brown couch with a glass of red wine in one hand. Her other hand held a white envelope. Kevin sat at the opposite end from her, one leg crossed on the couch. Light music played from the stereo system while...
Sketch 06: Caged [TF / MF / Werewolf]
I am enormously thankful for fetishists. The things I've ordered from various websites are mostly harmless but, all together would paint quite a bad picture of me. Chains. Metal cuffs - not handcuffs, mind you, actual proper thick metal cuffs. A...
Errant Thoughts [TF M/F Horse]
A dashing, well-dressed, incredibly handsome young man steps into the frame. A faint hint of amusement lies beneath his serious expression. This unbelievably (as in 'wow, much handsome such suave' rather than 'I absolutely don't buy this for a moment,...
Werecorgi [M / TF / SFW]
The cool, crisp morning air still held the weight of the storm from the night before. Steven pedaled idly, his mind wandering over old poetry. _Her smile was as the morning sun_, he thought to himself. _Lazy and slow and, as it dawned, it set her...
Sketch 04: Unintended Consequences [F / TF / Insect]
The old truck hit a hidden rock on the dirt road and Suzanne's eyes automatically strayed to her satchel. Her bag barely moved and she flicked her eyes back to the road. Above and around her the sky drained of color until the edges of the world seemed...
First Contact [Sci-Fi / She-Wolf]
Delicate chimes alerted the young female to the impending drop. Light flared around her as the small ship woke. Displays gave atmospheric information surrounding the drop zone. A live holographic representation of her site bloomed before her eyes. The...
Familiar Friends Ch. 02 [TF / Werecat / FF]
Without hesitation or waiting for Julie to move her hand, Amanda leaned down to press her face between her friend's legs. Julie spread herself wider for her friend's attentions, leaning back on her hands. Amanda reached around to dig her new claws into...
Familiar Friends Ch. 01 [TF / Werecat / FF]
A warm breeze flicked at the heavy pages of Julie's sketchbook and she yawned, stretching luxuriously in the morning sun. Bones popped in the young woman's back as she wiggled into the full body stretch, arms raised to the sky. Her jaw cracked, mouth...
Sacrifice
Maida grit her teeth as she lugged the heavily laden basket of potatoes back to her parent's house. The sun had not yet burned off the early morning fog and the young woman relished the cool mist. Summer had fully set in and the sun spared no mercy for...
Hellfire
**328 years ago:** When the first torch touched the kindling at the base of the wooden pole, Mary Sturgess moaned and writhed against the rope binding her in place. She dug her bare feet into the dirt underneath her as if to dig her way out and away....
Chapter 10
What does one wear when one knows one is going to transform into a massive werewolf killing machine later in the evening? And, yes, that works as both a "werewolf that is a killing machine" and a "werewolf-killing machine" except not a machine, per se....
Chapter 9
Consider the scene. Elaine stands at the door with a small bag of various things. I smell salt and vinegar chips, beef jerky and the aforementioned condoms. Mostly those because the chemical latex smell is somehow mocking my lack of foresight. Goddamn...