The Lucky Rabbit
The fox didn't move to make any wagers, not yet, instead, he looked at the wagers that had been set; the frog sitting next to him had put a chip on the 'odd' column and another in the 'black,' he watched the husky fiddle with the little metal shiny ball for
Playing with Fire
She wagered not to take my life. me, being ever the fool, and star struck by her dazzling performance, agreed." the crowd around the table held their collective breaths. "i lost."
Poker With a Squirrel
"how about i call your miserable little bet with a wager?" this excited the young squirrel, her tail easily giving her away as it brushed against the palm wood walls. "a wager! now we're talking! what do you have in mind, mr. fox?"
A Life in College: A Friendly Wager, Part 3
"Ah..." KIylee let out a moan. I continued to run my paws down her smooth, soft legs. Her eyes were closed, and her arms were laying to the pool floor now, instead of over her chest. I ran my paws down her legs, my fingers going all the way up to her...
A Life In College: A Friendly Wager, Part 2
I rolled over in bed, my eyes looking at my dorm room ceiling. It was now late at night, around 9:00 or so, but I couldn't sleep. I had been trying for the past hour or so, but it obviously wan't going to happen. I sat up, groaning. I knew why I...
A Life in College: A Friendly Wager, Part 1
"Sammy your boys a wuss!" Anji said. "What'da you call me mother fucker?" I looked up and turned my head, eyeballing my friend. The wolf held up his paws, smiling. "It's true," he said. "Man," I growled. "If I could get outta my seat right...
Slave To The Wager: Chapter 4 - Sunday Lunchtime
**Noon, Sunday** "Down!" Master says and I assume the position, kneeling on the floor with my paws on my lap. "Good boy," he continues, clipping the lead onto my collar. I feel a sharp tug and I'm suddenly onto all fours, obediently trailing behind...
Slave To The Wager: Chapter 3 - Sunday Breakfast
**9:30am, Sunday** I squint my eyes against the sharp light pouring through the kitchen window. Having spent most of the last 12 hours in darkness, it's quite excoriating. It takes me a few seconds to acclimatise and I forgive myself for...
Slave To The Wager: Chapter 2 - Sunday Morning
**12:30am, Sunday** I pull in futility against my binds, the metal of the cuffs clanking nosily against the frame I'm attached to. I look around, but the rubber mask still obscures all my vision, the darkness of the room ensuring there's nothing I...
Under the Influence (part 1)
I ran a small wager through my head, would he make it? or would- ... a chorus of rusty squeaks proclaimed my father had made it to his signature faded leather seat. he always liked that chair, no matter how faded and destroyed it got.
Betting on the Favorite
"the bigger the bet the bigger the favor, and you can either wager against a specific entity, a specific realm, or do what is called a general wager and leave your bet open for anyone to claim if you lose.
Losing The Bet
"So explain this to me one more time, you want to do what?" ExVeemon chuckled at his teacher, WarGreymon, as they both sat down by the riverside. ExVeemon couldn't stop himself from smiling at the confusion on WarGreymon's face. "I want to make a...