Legal Issues - Chapter 6 [TF / Cow]
Lynn sat in her car. She'd worn a large t-shirt over a bra that didn't at all fit properly, even at the furthest clasp. She wore her black yoga pants and the fabric stretched over her ass. Her tail rasped slowly over the wide elastic band around the...
Legal Issues - Chapter 5 [TF / Cow]
Lynn woke slowly, her mind clawing its way out of a near-drunken haze. Her body tugged at her, calling attention to different parts that ached or itched or hurt. She sat up, blinking through gummy eyes while smacking her lips. Sharp pain lanced through...
Sketch 04 - Alone [TF / Werewolves]
The first meeting. Nervous at the prospect of meeting another wolf for the first time. Anxious. I can feel it at the back of my mind. Padding. Sitting with crossed paws only to stand and walk around and around in circles. Waiting. He knows what's...
Legal Issues - Chapter 4 [TF / Cow]
Outside of Lynn's apartment, the world was alive and buzzing with activity. The young woman hummed a happy tune as she walked down mostly empty sidewalks. A strong, steady wind rippled banners and flags around her while keeping the sun from being too...
Legal Issues - Chapter 3 [TF / Cow]
Lynn sat up straighter as she looked down her stomach. Subtle differences in how she saw her body told her that her breasts were different. At 28 years old, she knew what she should see when she looked at herself. Her mind picked out subtle differences...
Legal Issues - Chapter 2 [TF / Cow]
Two hours later, alone at her desk, Lynn leaned back to rub her tired eyes. She still felt rested but also distracted and restless and her eyes hurt from staring at spreadsheets and emails; numbers and letters swam on the screen in front of her. The...
Legal Issues - Chapter 1 [TF / Cow]
Thick clouds of dust billowed behind the sleek black sedan as it sped along the small dirt road. Overhead, a single lazy cloud cast a huge shadow across the rolling green pastures on either side of the road. A huge line of wheeled metal structures...
Shifting [TF / Werewolves]
"That'll be $31.23. Cash or card?" The cashier asked. "Oh, gosh, card. Debit card." The young woman answered. Around her, customers browsed and laughed and made lewd comments to each other while holding up various outfits. Tara blushed as she watched...
The Pact [TF / Goat]
A single bead of sweat crept from beneath the band of Little Joe's hat, burrowing through caked-on dirt until it worked itself down into a muddy afterthought. The young man rubbed the back of his grimy hand against his cheek, smearing the streak and...
Sketch 03: Temptation [Story / Non-TF / Bimbofication / BE]
Tracy stood beside her small booth and watched as her classmates walked by. Most of the other students ignored her but a few looked at her signs and laughed before walking away. "Abstinence is the only answer," the small girl said to no one in...
Sketch 02: Cat Toy [TF / Werecat]
Gods are fickle things. Fickle and numerous and given to flights of fancy. Or, sometimes, fits of jealousy. And then, rarely, a god will take interest in our world long enough to assert his or her or its influence on events. Demons fear when a god...
Sketch 01: Mother [TG / TF / Werewolf / Pregnant]
My head hurts. Badly. And I'm cold. My eyes crack open and the headache flares as the overhead lights drill deep into my skull. I can't remember where I am. I left work. I remember that. Night time. Damn project due for presentation tomorrow to our...