In Season
_A domestic coyote on the search for some tail (literally and figuratively) comes across a wild-ish doe, but what he doesn't know is that he's being hunted while he hunts. But who pays the price?_ \*\*\* Once again, Reece found himself out in the...
Training Wheels
"You sure you don't want any more?" He looks over his glasses, across to me, with a combination of concern and insistence. A plate of uneaten steaks occupies the center of the table. He cooked a dozen, but with all the mashed potatoes and bread on the...
Copping a Feel(ing a Cop)
I sit on the edge of my bed with my head in my paws and listen to the furor of my pulse inside my heaving chest. Between my fingers I see slices of boring beige carpet, given a bluish tint by my paused video game. The reality of what I'm about to do...
That Feeling You Get (An Ode to Dads)
_That feeling you get_ in the pit of your stomach when you're pawing off on your bed and you can hear him trudging up the stairs coming down the hall pausing outside your door and you can see the shadows of his feet and you wonder if he can hear...
Retrieval
"Thrusters online, sir," Hubert, my second, speaks to me via the convenient acoustics of the cramped cabin. His voice travels easily through air thick with tense anticipation. "We shan't use much fuel to arrive at the landing site." I steeple my...
Death Is for the Living
***link to rtf filelink to html filelink to pdf filelink to doc filelink to txt file © 2011/2014 whyte yoté illustration by aggrobadger fresne slid the spatula quickly under the two eggs, careful to keep the yolks intact while he transferred them to the plate
Whom to Suspect when You're Expecting
_Author's Note: Read the keywords. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you're not into it, I encourage you to read through anyway for some nice romance between some adorable characters. Story is copyright to its author, and appropriate characters...
Where Angels Fear
This story was originally slated for submission to [!["was1"](%5C ""was1"")](%5C)'s Anthro Dreams anthology, but since his plans for the book changed, he freed it up for me to post on here. Hope you like it, and it's not too depressing. The story...
Best Interests
***link to rtf filelink to html filelink to pdf filelink to doc filelink to txt file © 2014 whyte yoté "just so you know," says the human behind the wheel, "once you're in office all of this rinkydink undercover shit's going to go away."
The Leather's Always Blacker
Illustration by tkd_dbull ***link to rtf filelink to html filelink to pdf filelink to doc filelink to txt file © 2013 whyte yoté rike couldn't help but grin at the obvious irony as he sat in crossroads and listened to "into your hands" while massaging his
'Twas a Night Full of Yiffing
_The fox had been waiting All week for this night, He'd been working himself up In hopes that he might_ _Come home with a guy From the local gay bar Who wanted to bone him And didn't live far_ _Our vulpine preferred To walk rather than drive,...
Idle Worship: "Wednesday's Child"
***link to rtf filelink to html filelink to pdf filelink to doc filelink to txt file © 2013 whyte yoté _the train was almost deserted. nobody left over from rush hour, save for a few stragglers and probably a couple bums.