Witch Blood - 05
There was no sound. There was no scent. Rhea leaned against a massive stone and sucked in stale air that seemed to lack nourishment. Every gasp seemed to dissipate without echoes as if the air itself was a smothering blanket. It took a moment for the...
Witch Blood - 06
After spending an unknowable amount of time walking through the wasteland, Rhea decided it was impossibly boring. Sheep may have numbed her brain with their dullness but at least they functioned. There was nothing out here. Rocks stood tall, sound...
Witch Blood 13
"Power is a fantasy," Kenna told her in many different ways. "What separates a lord from a peasant is a fantasy of control. The noble has a fantasy about being closer to God and the peasant believes the lie. If one scrubbed the peasant clean, traded...
Witch Blood 12
The world formed out of fuzzy confusion. Rhea's chest heaved and she found her fists crossed in front of her eyes. She recalled a dream of gruff witch hunters holding her under water and then sticking a thin reed into her lips to breathe through. The...
Story Inspired By Fallout 3 and The Elder Scrolls Skyrim: "A Khajiit in the Capital Wasteland"
"What ya say Jake?" Marcus the wasteland merchant asked to his favorite customer and friend, a human cat hybrid named Jake who was busy looking over a number of broken laser rifles. "Meh..." Jake huffed as he picked up and moved aside one of the broken...
Witch Blood 14
Rhea opened her eyes and found herself back in her bedroom. Everything was sore ... and she was sweltering. Though her body complained terribly, she stumbled herself upright, wobbled across the room, and threw open the shutters. Sunlight stabbed into...
Witch Blood 17
A startled gasp came from the other side of the door when Rhea knocked. "Anna! Anna! It's me!" The door opened and the room's shapely occupant looked up and down the hall before ushering her friend inside. "What are you doing here?" Annabelle asked...
Soul Stalkers - 04
Soul stalkers - 04 by arthur griffin & little red wolf lunch is a good time to sit and watch. i think of my thralls, they're usefulness is reaching an end. the third will replace them both.
“Where Are You Sugar?”
**"Where Are You Sugar?"** A young seventeen year old male Cougar named Jake was busy surfing the web on his computer and checking out the mating sites that were online. He had his right paw wrapped around his hard shaft and was slowly jerking...
Journey of a Succubus - 02
Last Edit: 03 September 2009 Journey of a Succubus - 02 Time passed relatively quickly and Elora's body grew. Her limbs were in pain a great deal of the time but the doctors assured her that it was a natural process for a young woman to...
“A Sister's Tongue Bathing Fantasy - Sister on Brother Mild-Incest Tale”
It was forty-five min after twelve, just about everyone in the house was sound asleep, all except for a seventeen-year-old female timber wolf with bleach white fur named Tasha. Tasha stood at her doorway, the door was open just enough for her to poke...
The Nine Month Extension
**The Nine Month Extension** Female Death Row, also known to those working here at the prison as FDR. A place where convicted female criminals wait out state sanctioned exaction for capital crimes. Thankfully the number of inmates waiting on FDR rang...