# Best of 2011-2012: The Writings

Author: Silverback_CP
Tags: 2011, 2012, Christianpaw, Club, M/M, Security, Silverback, Wolf, chamber, christmas, oklacon, trees, zero



Best of 2011-2012: The Writings

By: Silverback Christianpaw
 Alright,
in
case
you
haven't
seen
me
do
these
countdowns
before
this
is
"Best
of
2011-2012:
The
Writings."
I'm
taking
my
Top
10
personal
favorite
passages
from
the
stories
I've
written
over
the
last
two
years.
I'm
combining
2011
and
2012
together
since
I
honestly
didn't
write
too
many
stories
in
2011.
So
here
it
is,
my
Top
10
favorite
passages
along
with
commentary
of
why
each
passage
and
story
is
special
to
me.

#10.
Club Security

 I hadn't written any stories that were a little more mature in
quite some time. I try to avoid going the sexual route sometimes but
then after a while I will get a story idea with a sexual theme and
will get more excited to write it compared to squeaky clean stories.
So I experimented and the opening passage with these three big guards
just talking I just loved. I could read 20 pages of this.

 The club's Security was sitting
around in the break room waiting for tonight's round as another
Friday night line-up was coming. It was still daylight so there
wasn't going to be a line outside for a couple more hours, which
gave the guys some time to eat and chit-chat.
 "That was a hot night. He was really
good with feet," Jeff said as his red dragon tail wrapped around
the leg of his chair.

 The overweight horse, Darryl, nodded
as he chewed a big bite of his cheeseburger. He wasn't as fit as
the red dragon, which showed from his bigger belly, and his speech
was a little off, but he was still a very big and strong guy and was
one of the club's more feared security guards.
 "We left a big mess in the corner
over there," Jeff said pointing to the corner right behind Darryl's
chair.
 "I hear'ya. Only time I ever seen
Mag mop a dadgum floor in my life." He shoved the rest of the
burger in his mouth and chewed.
 "I missed that. I'm going to have
to make an even bigger mess tonight," Jeff chuckled.
 "Hehe, well if you're offering,"
Darryl stood up in front of Jeff and put his hand on top of the
dragon's head and his other on his own belt.
 "Haha, no hun I'm good for now.
Besides, I'm planning on fucking one of our 'new-blood's'
tonight. I haven't had a good one in a while."
 Darryl sits back down looking at his
big bowl of reeses pieces. He takes a handful and shoves them into
his mouth, "Well if it's been bad why dontcha just get one'your
usuals?"
 "Meh, I want someone new tonight.
It's Friday, there's going to be all kinds of new boys here
tonight, just waiting for the taking."
 "Hey guys," Mag dropped his black
work-bag in the corner and took off his jacket. The jaguar was much
bigger and more muscular than his two peers being just over seven
feet tall with muscles in places most people don't even have
places.
 "Mag, Why aren't you in uniform?"
Jeff asked.
 "I'm working on it, I'm working
on it. Jeez. Can't even get a hello," he said as he unzipped his
bag and pulled out his black black uniform.
 "Gotta problem, Mag? Moppin' the
floors gettin' too tiring for ya?" Darryl chuckled.
 "I wouldn't have to if this
dragon-slut here would do his activities somewhere else."
 Jeff started laughing and clapping his
hands, "Hey, at least I take care of myself. Unlike you, who goes
months without."
 "Yeah," Mag's face grew a little
long, "Roger and I are still having problems. We started fighting
this morning right before I left for my 10 o'clock class today. So
I'm a little steamed. I seriously hope that somebody just tries
to get into my face tonight."
 Darryl's ears flickered, "Wait a
second, you actually want one of those troublemakers tonight?"
 "You damn fucking right I do," he
pounded his big fists together, the short sleeves of his uniform now
hugging tight on his biceps, "We've been fighting a lot lately,
he's getting on my last nerve today. So I'd love to just punch
somebody in the fucking mouth."
 "Problem solved! You can hit
Darryl!" Jeff smiled and pointed at the horse.
 Darryl said, "No way! Shit, with
those muscles you'd be able to punch the stink off'a skunk."
 All of the guy's radios beeped with
a message from their boss, "Alright guys, there's a line starting
to form outside guys. I want Mag and Billy to take the floor, Ida to
take the back entrance, Dizmis to round the parking lot, and Darryl
and Jeff to maintain the line."
 Mag quickly tied his steel-toe boots.
Jeff got up and attached his radio to his belt, "Alright guys,
let's go do our thing."
 "Awwight, or Mag and I can go to
work while someone gets done by Jeff," Darryl snorted
as he chuckled.
 Jeff's tail swayed back and forth,
"Hehe, I'm hoping."


 #9.
WolfThunder - Episode
1
"Arrival
Pt. 1"
 I
wanted to start a superhero series. I did the "One Furry Apartment"
series, which was fun but I never finished it, so I wanted to try it
again and make a kid-friendly, very Power Rangeresque type of series.
So I started and I could remember chuckling while writing this scene
in the weight room and I started to think that I could really write
this and make it good.

 Zero's fifth
period class was "Weight Training." The young wolf was already
very powerful from the years of training with the Sensei, but he knew
that if he should find a class that will help keep him in shape
during his studies. Coach Suel, an older, short brown bear, didn't
waste any time to get the students in and start throwing weight
around. The first day was very simple, find out how much you can max
on the bench press. Coach Suel split up the class into groups of four
that were similar in size. Zero, being rather tall for his age got
paired with the three biggest guys in the class. A well built black
dragon, a tough-looking horse, and a very jacked-up bunny.
 "Chelsea was
checking me out, tomorrow when I go out to the football field I'm
going to ask for her number," the bunny said.
 "Make sure to
do it after practice," the horse said.
 "Why after
practice?"
 "Because by the
time you ask she will already have my number 'cause I'll ask her
before practice, hahaha."
 Zero decided to
speak up, "I didn't know that you guys have numbers."
 The two chuckle,
"Yes, of course," the rabbit said, "Chelsea Jacobs is so hot.
She has a body any guy would want to wake up to every single morning.
And it will be mine soon." Zero thought it was interesting that
these creatures each have numbers and if one talks to another for
only a short period of time then they become your friend for life.
Thoughts of having sleepovers with all kinds of friends would be
cool. Sensei never let him have sleepovers before, he never figured
out why.
 "Hehe that
sounds cool, can I have your two guys' numbers?" Zero said. The
two guys just give him a weird stare.
 "Hey guys, the
bench is all set up!" the dragon said. He was busy getting the
bench set up with a large amount of weight.
 "How much is on
here?" the horse asked.
 "Two-hundred
and ninety-five pounds," he said, "You're up," he pointed to
Zero.
 "Oh, I'm not
sure I can lift that," he said somewhat nervous.
 "Oh, well here
I'll just take some weight off," he said.
 "No, no, it's
okay, you can go first." He made sure to watch carefully because he
had no idea what a bench press was or what he were supposed to do
with it. The black dragon did a little stretch before lying down on
the bench so he was properly under the big, metal bar. He reached out
and grabbed it and pushed it up off the rack and proceeded to push
the bar up and down. He breathed heavily and the rabbit took position
next to the dragon to spot him. After about three reps he put the bar
back on the rack. He stood up breathing heavily and sweat dripping
from his forehead.
 "Good job,"
the horse said.
 "Okay," the
dragon panted, "Who's next?"
 "I'll try,"
Zero said much more confidently now that he's seen what to do, in
fact it looked very easy.
 "Okay, let me
just take some of the weight off," the dragon continued to pant.
 "No, I'd like
to give this a try."
 "You . . . pant
. . . sure?"
 "Yep!" Zero
immediately sat down on the bench excited and grabbed hold of the
bar. He picked it up and started doing the same thing the dragon did
. . . only a lot faster. He pushed the weight no problem, one rep,
two reps, three reps, four reps, he just kept going. His breathing
didn't change very much and he didn't even break a sweat. Ten
reps, eleven reps, twelve reps, no problem whatsoever for the young
wolf. After twenty five reps Zero put the bar back on the rack and
sat back up and jumped to his feet, "Wow, that was fun! Who's
next?" He smiled wide, but the other three guys just glared at him
still somewhat in shock. Finally, the horse spoke up and said,
 "S-s-s-ure,
I'll go," he said nervously.
 Zero felt a
little parched after that and quickly walked out of the weight room
over to the nearby drinking fountain next to the door. He bent down
and took a big drink of water when the dragon followed him, "Hey,
you're very strong," he said.
 Zero wiped a
couple drops of water off his muzzle and smiled, "Hehe, thanks!"
 The dragon took a
quick sip from the fountain, "Yeah, you're definitely not a
stranger to the weight room. I mean wow, you didn't even break a
sweat! You're easily stronger than me. What's your secret?"
 "My father told
me not to tell anybody any secrets, oh!" He quickly put his mouth
over his muzzle.
 "Oh, your dad
taught you how to lift, hehe that's cool, I'm down with that,"
he smiled. The young wolf couldn't help but smile back, especially
when the dragon extended his paw and said, "My name is Night
Dragon, what's yours?"
 He took his hand
and shook it, "Zero."


#8. Nudist Party

 This story was brought out of reading the first three pages of a
comic on FA and I immediately thought of this story idea and I
believe I wrote this story in one day from mid-afternoon to around
midnight, I think. I wrote in some real-life stories from my job
working for Pizza Hut (not in this scene though) and I thought it
turned into a pretty good story, and this scene allowed me to have a
little fun since I didn't do too many fetish stories.



He looked back over at the big black wolf who had started eyeballing
him. Zero looked down and tried to non-chalantly open his beer and
take a sip, but the black wolf just kept looking at him. Finally, he
waddled over and sat his big butt down on the bed next to Zero and
smiled wide,

"Hehe, hello pup, I need a new toy to play with," he reached out
and rubbed Zero's paw.


"Um . . ." Zero said slowly taking his paw away

The collie looked, "Steven leave him alone."

He laughed, "What? I'm not allowed to mess with the newbies
anymore?"

"Not this one, I saw him first and brought him in so that makes me
God, ha!"

Zero's tail started to wag as he giggled/

"Bah! She doesn't know what she's talking about," he moved
his thick legs up on the bed and scooted closer to him and stuck out
his paw, "My name is Steven."

He smiled and took it," I'm Zero."

Steven moved his big rump even closer to him until his arms were
wrapping around him.

"Steven . . ." the collie said eying him.

"Beth, I'm not doing anything, just hanging out with my new
friend Zero," he let one of his arms go and relax on the bed,
leaving a nice blubbery arm for Zero to relax his head on. He knew he
should probably move himself away but all the temptations of not
being touched by another male in over a year were gaining on him, and
Steven was right, this was perfectly innocent.

The chubby white wolf in front of him squeezed the controller,

"Grrr, dammit." He laid the controller on the bed as his
wrestler got pinned


"Ha! You just got the Skull-Crushing-Finale my friend!" the
shepherd laughed as he slapped his paw on the bed three times.

"You cheat!" the white wolf said.

"Hahaha, how did I-"

"You cheated! It's true. If I say it then that means it's
true." Everyone started laughing as the chubby white wolf's
defeat sank in. He held the controller over his head in the air and
looked down in defeat, "Okay, this thing doesn't like me anymore,
any takers?" Beth, the collie got up and took it and sat back down
on the bed, her big butt almost squishing Zero's feet. The white
wolf sat down next to them.

Zero took another big sip and started to really enjoy himself. All
of the anxiousness he had in the beginning had started to melt away
and he felt much more relaxed. Good company, comforting environment,
and he was in the arms of a big, sexy wolf. He took another big sip
of his beer and snuggled up against Steven's big warm chest.

"Hehe awww, Colin look at that, the cute puppy is enjoying
himself." He smiled and petted Zero's red, blushing cheek. "Hehe
aww and now he's blushing."

Zero giggled, "Nope, I am not blushing."

Steven smiled wider, "Yes you are."

"Nope."

"Yep!"

Colin scooted closer, "Okay, I will settle this," he bounced ob
the bed as he rolled over and started rubbing his big, jiggly rump up
against Zero's belly.

"Eep! Ahh!" Zero laughed and made puppy sounds as the big wolf's
rump pushed up more and more against him until it reached up to his
chest and he could get a good whiff of the chubby wolf's scent. He
finally rolled back around and looked deep into his face. Zero could
detect a little alcohol on his breath.

"Hehe, yep you are now definitely blushing all over the place,"
Colin said as his tail wagged and tongue hanged out.

Steven looked for himself and indeed Zero's face was as red as a
tomato, "Yep you are now, it's so cute."



#7. Skunk Wars Pt. 1

 I got this from watching an episode of "Power Rangers Zeo"
where the monster was a skunk who sprayed everyone and made them
stink. And then I thought about what would happen if you had to
wrestle an opponent that you couldn't even get near, and that made
a great, interesting story idea. This scene was my favorite honestly
because of Conway's tail. I wanted to write the giant tail looming
over it's prey and ready to stink you up.


 I
walk
with
my
rolling
suitcase
as
I
head
to
the
male's
locker
room.
My
suitcase
bumps
as
it
goes
from
carpet
to
concrete
as
I
open
the
door.
There
were
only
a
few
guys
there
getting
ready
as
made
my
way
to
a
nearby
corner,
 "Guess
I'm
early.
Hmm,
this
looks
like
a
good
spot,"
I
say
sitting
down
on
a
small
bench,
well
at
least
it's
small
for
my
big
rump.
 The
locker
room
smells
weird
today,
but
I
guess
I
should
expect
it
with
everyone's
scents
swirling
in
the
air,
but
today
it
stinks.
Guess
whomever
used
this
arena
last
didn't
clean
it
very
well,
oh
well,
no
big
deal.
My
canine
senses
adapt
well
to
all
smells,
both
good
and
bad.
It's
not
too
bad.
 I
take
a
deep
breath
to
soak
it
all
in,
cough-cough.
 "Whew!
Damn,
that
is
a
rank
smell,"
I
say
under
my
breath.
 I
take
my
clothes
off
until
I'm
down
to
just
my
underwear
and
slap
on
my
big
black
trunks.
I
got
some
new
trunks
over
the
weekend
that
have
the
letters
SB
engraved
in
silver
and
designed
like
the
Superman
logo,
they're
pretty
cool.
 My
nose
was
going
crazy
from
the
weird
odor
in
the
locker
room.
It
was
getting
stronger
and
then
fading
and
then
stronger
again.
Whew!
I
looked
down
to
tie
my
wrestling
boots
on
when
I
head
a
couple
of
thick
footsteps
coming
near
me.
I
look
up
to
see
a
big
skunk
before
me.
Before
I
can
even
register
it's
new
newest
addition
to
our
roster
he
extends
a
big
paw
to
me.
 "Hello,
Mr.
Silverback
sir,"
he
says
wearing
a
nice
Calvin
Klein
suit
and
a
smile,
a
fake
one
if
you
ask
me.
I
stand
up
and
shake
his
paw;
it's
always
been
our
custom
that
the
new
guys
shake
everyone's
paws
and
introduce
themselves
when
they
enter
our
company.
Kind
of
like
a
hidden
rule.
 Amazingly,
the
skunk
looks
much
bigger
than
his
picture
told
me.
My
seven-foot
frame
doesn't
even
eclipse
his
height,
he
may
be
7'3
or
7'4.
He
matches
my
502
pounds
of
muscle
and
girth
pretty
well
too,
but
he
looks
like
he's
got
more
girth
than
muscle.
 "Wow!
You're
a
big
one,"
I
say
smiling.
Once
I
stand
in
front
of
here
for
only
a
few
mere
seconds
the
odor
wraps
around
and
pushes
into
my
nose.
It
was
then
I
notice
the
humongous,
fluffy
skunk
tail
swaying
slowly
behind
him.
The
smell
lingered
but
I
try
to
ignore
it.
 The
skunk
says,
"Hehe
yes,
but
let
me
introduce
myself,
I
am
the
undefeated
Skrunk
Conway,
you're
opponent
for
tonight."
 "Oh
nice,"
I
say
as
if
I
didn't
already
know,
"Well,
we'll
tear
it
up
out
there
and
we
will
see
if
can
stay
undefeated
tonight,
hehe,"
I
smirk.
 He
looks
down
for
a
second,
it
looked
like
he
was
trying
to
hide
a
smile
or
a
chuckle,
be
he
looks
back
up
at
me
with
a
straight
face,
 "Hehe
yes,
I
just
wanted
to
make
a
formal
introduction
to
you
before
we
go
out
there
tonight,
because
I
guarantee
it
won't
be
formal
for
very
long."

He let's go of my paw and turns around, his tail just barely
misses brushing my face, but the stench certainly didn't. My eyes
start watering up quick and my nose gets infected from the stench,
and now I know exactly who it's coming from.


#6.
The Chamber Pt. 2

 "The Chamber" was created as a present for my mate and this
was just another example of me having fun with the story. I loved
building my character as a fearless warrior in the first story and
then making him do something he thinks is embarrassing in the second
story was a cool idea. I thought I made a great scene that had a
combination of uneasiness, erotic description, and a little comedy. 



A minute later the King arrived, he was wearing a crimson royal robe
and a big smile on his face,

"Oh my goodness! You guys remembered! You guys shouldn't have,
just what I wanted!"


The bear that stood next to Silverback said, "Um, remembered what
my Lord?"

"My birthday! This is such a magnificent present, thank you my
soldiers."
 "Um,
my Lord, I believe your birthday is August 1st,
it's not for another few months."

King Maran doesn't pay too much attention as he gazes into
Silverback's eyes and smiles and takes his paw. Silverback almost
pulled it away but he had to be the stripper and keep his personal
feelings aside.

"Oh well, silly me. Well then what are you here for? What is your
name, boy?" the weasel asks with his fail swaying happily back and
forth.

"Athletic Stacks, my Lord, and I am here to provide you with a
night of entertainment to, um, celebrate you and your, uh, kingly
ways my Lord." Silverback fakes a smile and bows his head again.

"Well it's about time that my kingdom did something like this
for me, ooh!" He almost jumps for joy as he claps his paws to get
the attention of the soldiers around him, "Prepare the ballroom,
alert the chefs, tonight we shall have a wonderful night of
entertainment followed by a a glorious feast.

"Yes, my Lord," both bears said as they quickly stormed off. The
King turned back to Silverback and said, "How about I show you to
the library while I get our accommodations prepared, how does that
sound?"

Silverback held his breath for a second before saying, "It sounds
good, my King."

The plan seem to be going accordingly but something wasn't feeling
right at all, and it wasn't the thong tightening up, something else
was very wrong here and he felt he was getting fish-hooked right into
it.

* * *



The King didn't take any time quickly gathering all of his men
into the ballroom, Silverback was led to the private library, he kept
looking around to see if Zero's bedroom was anywhere, or maybe he
was going to be in the audience watching the show.

Suddenly the door opened, King Maran walked in, this time all-alone,
 "Hello
stud," he said as his smile grew from ear to ear and his tail was
swaying happily, "I understand that you're here to do a--" he
started rubbing Silverback's arm and looking into his eyes, "a
big
show for me and my soldiers, but I was wondering," he started
feeling his bicep, "if you would do a little, mmmm, private show
for me first, if that's okay."

He didn't want to but he needed to stay the course, otherwise this
plan was going to fall apart. He looked down at the King's face,
the gray weasel had eyes of bronze, beautiful but dark and unsettling
at the same time. He would say no but he was too afraid the King
would do something horrible to him. This is a guy that built his own
metal torture chamber, at least that's what he's heard, who knew
what else this guy was capable of, Darius wasn't kidding when he
said his brother was very unorthodox.

"Anything for you my King," Silverback said as he faked a
seductive smile. The King returned it as he started to untie
Silverback's robe and didn't hesitate opening it up and sliding
it off his shoulders. He looked up and down at the big blue wolf and
started feeling on his abs and moving up to his chest.

"Mmmm, you're a big one," Maran said as he looked down at
Silverback's crotch covered by the golden thong he was wearing. The
King gave Silverback's belly a nice rub before moving down to his
thigh and looking at his big thick legs.

"Mmmmm, you're going to have to remind me to thank your parents
for doing a good job on you," the King chuckled to himself as he
circled around Silverback and stared at his nearly naked butt. He
gave it a little slap to watch it bounce and shake. "Mmm nice and
strong," he gave it a good grope before making his way back to
Silverback's front. The King looked up at him with approval.

Silverback was extremely uncomfortable standing there in front of
the weasel. He tried to think about Zero but even he was having
trouble staying focused. He just couldn't believe he was just
standing there wearing a thong, getting checked out by the weasel.

Maran kept looking at Silverback's crotch, Silverback tried to
shake his fear by saying something and just keep playing this
character, "Um, do you like gold my King?"

The weasel shook his head, "No boy I don't, I am repulsed by it,
I think we should take this off of you, right now, hehe." Maran
grabbed the strap and started pulling it down, he got down on his
knees as the golden material slid off of him, revealing his penis. He
slid it all the way down to his feet, the King took a second to stare
at the blue wolf's big feet before making him lift each of his feet
up and tossing the thong away. The King got back up and looked at his
entertainment with glee.

"Now, isn't that better?" the King got even closer as he
reached up and brushed Silverback's cheek.

Silverback kept the fake smile on and said, "Yes, my King."

Maran moved his paw to the back of Silverback's neck and before
the big blue wolf knew it he was pulled into a big kiss with the
King. Maran wrapped his arms around the wolf squeezed his rump,
Silverback knew he had to react at least in some way so he wrapped
one of his arms lightly around the weasel's waist.

The King gave out a little muffled moan as he wrapped his tongue
around Silverback's. He followed it up by clinging his foot around
one of Silverback's tree trunk-like legs and pushed up against him.

The King whispered in his ear, "Big guys turn me on more than
anything. Their size, their feet, their legs, big muscles, around my
little waist, just so . . . dominating." He gave Silverback another
kiss before saying, "You are making me weak, hehe."



#5. Oklacon

 This non-fiction piece was brought out of my obsession for
Oklacon. I was sitting at the university trying to work on another
story and all I could think about was Oklacon 2012, which was a week
away. So I thought as a way to just get it all out was just to write
down everything I was thinking, with a little extra. And this "promo"
as I call it came out and it felt pretty cool. I said on FA it was
very cheesy but people who read it disagreed and said it was great.
So it's worth having in the countdown because there was a lot of
emotion in this.


 I'm
very
different
from
my
friends,
the
Fallout
Furs
(gotta
plug
the
name
lol),
I
march
to
the
beat
of
my
own
drum
and
have
my
own
set
of
disciplines,
and
I
absorb
experiences
in
a
very
different
way.
Normally
for
me
it's
through
music.
Every
year
at
Oklacon
I
take
some
time
for
myself,
stick
a
couple
of
earphones
in
my
ears,
and
just
walk
around
the
park
listening
to
music.
Enjoying
myself,
singing
along
to
the
songs
I
know,
breathing
in
the
air,
and
soaking
up
what
I
can
of
the
environment.
No
genre
of
music
in
particular,
just
the
music
I
listen
to
on
a
regular
basis.
It
feel
like
living
my
everyday
life
but
now
it's
on
the
grand
stage,
the
grandest
stage
of
them
all
in
my
opinion.
Sometimes
my
friends
say
I'm
being
anti-social,
but
it's
not
that.
I
need
that
special
time
to
clear
my
mind
and
be
one
with
this
special
environment.
Because
if
I
don't
then
I
feel
like
I
am
going
to
miss
it.
 Oklacon
is
a
very
special
event
to
myself
and
a
lot
of
others.
It's
what
some
of
us
think
about
when
we
first
wake
up
in
the
morning
and
what
we
think
about
when
we
lay
our
head
down
to
sleep,
waiting
all
year
long.
Because
Oklacon
has
this
magic
to
it,
this
x-Factor,
an
intangible
that
you
can't
explain,
you
just
have
to
feel
it.
It's
hard
not
to
stop
and
embrace
it.
 Oklacon
is
the
culmination
of
a
year's
effort.
Making
sure
to
save
up
money
for
Safari's,
to
always
be
generous
in
the
finances
(no
matter
how
little
or
how
big
they
are),
that
have
been
intrusted
to
your
care
and
always
give
generously.
Keeping
a
kind
heart
knowing
that
it
will
pay
off
when
I
am
searching
for
that
one
special,
one-of-a-kind,
Oklacon
moment
that
defines
the
event
for
me
each
year
and
what
the
convention
will
be
remembered
for.
Whether
it's
seeing
Misora
in
the
talent
show
at
the
lodge,Soulcat
almost
getting
set
on
fire,
enjoying
a
Sub-Level
03
concert,
or
if
it's
just
hanging
out
with
friends.
Human-life
is
temporarily
non-existent
and
brings
a
something
special
out
of
each
of
us.
The
convention
that
is
the
dividing
line
between
fantasy
and
real
life.
 This
year celebrates Oklacon's 10th
birthday and I hope to find this year's special "Oklacon Moment"
in it's 10th
year and I hope to still be searching for my moment in Oklacon's
20th
year. It's something extra special for everyone from all walks of
life, and that's what make's Oklacon the best.





#4. The Chamber Pt. 3

 I write a lot of stories with battle scenes, mostly wrestling,
but this was my chance to do a battle scene outside of a wrestling
ring and in a medieval environment, and I thought I hit a grand slam
with this battle. I could picture this fight being in some kind of
movie and was very proud of what I created.


 "Silverback,
good
job,
hopefully
you
will
get
a
little
bit
more
challenge
out
of
this
next
one."
 "Bring
it
on
Maran!"
he said as he returned his sword to his holster.
 "I
will.
Soldiers,
release
Canabron!"
 The
gate
opened
once
again
and
the
crowd's
cheers
grew
with
each
second
as
a
brown
figure
walked
out
onto
the
battlefield.
He
was
a
minotaur
creature
with
horns
that
were
white
with
spatters
of
blood
on
them.
His
armor
was
bronze
and
he
won
a
leather
fighting
skirt
like
Silverback,
but
Canabron's
was
bronze
colored
like
his
armor
and
he
didn't
carry
a
sword,
instead
he
held
a
big
double-sided
axe.
 The
big,
bull-like
creature
walked
up
to
the
blue
wolf.
Silverback
still
had
a
height
advantage
and
appeared
to
out-muscle
him
but
he
didn't
want
to
take
him
too
lightly.
 "Ready,
begin!"
King
Maran
said.
 "Hyah!"
Canabron
grabbed
his
axe
from
his
belt
and
swung
it
so
fast
that
even
Silverback
couldn't
see
it.
The
axe
just
missed,
mere
inches
away
from
his
armor.
Silverback
positioned
himself
in
his
fighting
stance
and
dealt
his
sword
out
again.
He
kept
it
in
front
of
him
to
block
as
Canabron
started
to
step
forward.
 "Grah!"
he
swung
again,
this
time
Silverback
was
able
to
keep
his
eye
on
it
and
block
it
with
his
sword,
but
Canabron
didn't
waste
time
to
unleash
his
next
attack.
He
swung
again
and
again
and
again.
Silverback
blocked
each
and
every
swing,
each
one
came
faster
and
faster.
Canabron
spun
his
entire
body
and
the
blue
wolf
blocked
again,
but
then
got
hit
with
a
hard
kick
to
the
gut
with
his
big
hoof.
The
armor
protects
him
but
still
makes
him
take
a
few
steps
back.
Canabron
raised
the
massive
axe
over
his
head
and
swung
down,
Silverback
kneeled
down
with
his
sword
hoisted
above
himself
to
block
it.
The
two
weapons
collide
with
strong
force
before
Silverback
gets
met
again
with
a
hard
hoof
right
to
the
side
of
his
head.
 "Gah!"
Silverback
reached
up
to
hold
his
cheek
but
the
minotaur
geared
up
as
he
swung
the
axe
yet
again.
The
metal
hits
the
armor
plating
on
Silverback's
chest,
a
fiery
spark
shoots
out
of
the
armor
as
it
gets
cut.


 He
stayed
on
his
feet
but
backs
up
into
the
wall.
He
looked
behind
him
to
see
a
couple
of
Maranian
tigers
snarling
at
him.
He
focused
back
to
see
Canabron
charging
at
him
yet
again.
He
knew
he
couldn't
take
another
serious
hit
like
that
and
had
to
think
fast.


 The
bull-creature
charged
swinging
the
ave
over
his
head
again,
ready
to
slice
his
opponent
in
half.
He
swung,
Silverback
deflected
the
blow
with
his
sword
again,
Canabron
swung
over
again
and
again,
each
time
the
blue
warrior
tried
to
block.
 "Roooo!!!"
Canavron's
eyes
grew
red
with
anger.
He
used
his
axe
to
knock
Silverback's
sword
momentarily
out
of
his
range
and
met
Silverback's
face
with
a
hard
bone-crushing
elbow.
Silverback
tried
to
get
his
sword
up
to
protect
himself
but
the
fast
bull
knocked
it
out
of
his
paw
with
the
axe.
 "Rooooo!!!"
he
cried
again
as
he
twisted
his
body
to
go
for
the
spinning
attack
again,
and
this
time
going
for
the
kill.
The
axe
swung
furiously
but
Silverback
moved
out
of
the
way
in
the
nick
of
time
as
the
axe
smashed
into
the
stone
wall
next
to
the
two
tigers.
The
wall
cracked
around
the
axe.
 Canabron
looked
at
it
and
tried
to
pull
it
out
but
it
remained
stuck
in
place.
He
yanked
harder
and
harder
but
the
axe
didn't
budge.


 Meanwhile,
Silverback
snuck
around
him
and
pounced
on
top
of
him.
He
wrapped
his
big
arms
around
the
Canabron's
neck
but
the
strong
bull
out-powered
the
wolf
and
tossed
him
over
his
shoulder.
The
wolf
swiftly
landed
on
his
feet
with
a
heavy
thud
and
connected
a
hard
punch
with
his
cast-iron
fist
to
the
bull's
face.


 Canabron
took
a
step
back
holding
his
face.
Silverback
tried
to
keep
his
momentum
going;
he
punched
Canabron
in
the
face
again,
and
again,
an
uppercut
to
his
jaw.
The
big
bull
stepped
back
in
retreat
holding
his
ruffled,
bleeding
face.
 "Ha!"
Silverback
grabbed
the
axe
from
the
wall
and
pulled
it
out
with
one
paw.
He
swung
the
axe
over
his
head
and
before
he
could
even
get
another
breath
into
his
lungs
he
drove
it
down
on
the
bull's
armor.
The
armor
sparked
as
it
split
right
down
the
middle
and
fell
into
two
heavy
pieces
on
the
ground.
	"Hyah!
Ha!"
Silverback
held
the
axe
over
his
head
with
both
paws
and
broke
the
handle
in
half.
He
dropped
the
two
pieces
that
was
the
powerful
axe.
He
panted
heavily
as
he
stared
down
Canabron
for
the
next
round.

	"Roo! Roo! Roo!" The minotaur backed away waving his hands in
the air and running away. The crowds booed thunderously as Canabron
ran as fast as he could to the gate entrance and out of sight. 




#3. G.R.R. All-Extreme Chapter 4

	I wanted to write a second G.R.R. book with an ECW twist. But I
didn't really get to do any emotional stuff without building it up.
So for the first several chapters I built it up a lot and this
chapter I had to tear everything down, cause that's how it is in
life, something big or small can turn into a quick chain of events
good or bad, and this scene felt very real and was very serious.



	I didn't even have enough time to take a shower when a trainer
knocked on my locker room door and told me that Mr. Armahdo wanted to
see me in his office. "Immediately, right now," he said. I held
my Hardcore Championship belt as I walked down to his office. His
door was wide open and I could already hear him cussing out loud. I
walk in and he's talking with the trainer that came to my room and
a couple of security guards.

	Armahdo glares at me, "Who in the hell do you think you are?"

	"What?" I said.

	"I specifically told you that I don't want any more of that kind
of senseless violence on this program anymore."

	"No, you said you didn't want Extreme Rules matches anymore.
That was a regularly sanctioned match. I lost, the jobber won,
congratulations, I wish him luck in the tournament."

	"You think this is a joke?" his scaley tail curling angrily at
me, "Well you know what, I'm glad  went down like that because
now I can sleep well tonight knowing that no matter what happens you
will not be the All-Extreme World Champion."

	"Excuse me? The All-Extreme World Championship is no longer
extreme--"

	"This is not garbage wrestling, this is GRR! There's no room for
garbage cans, kendo sticks, and barbed wire in wrestling. I know you
and your friends did that back in the day to get yourselves noticed,
well now that you are noticed you are going to have to change. You're
going to have to actually wrestle!" His yellow eyes were turning
red.

	"We do wrestle! Using weapons elevates our matches--"
	"Weapons
make for garbage wrestling!" Armahdo shouted as he got right up in
my face. Even the trainer and security guys are starting to look
concerned, "There will be absolutely no weapons anywhere for our
shows. No chairs around ringside, nothing under the ring, no weapons
anywhere for you to use. This is wrestling
and it's going to stay that way. The past few months I have been
very afraid of those matches, our talent has been getting hurt and
it's costing the company money. 


	"Brian Hunter has a deep gash on his chest that was very close to
hitting his lung, and it's going to be two months until he's
going to be able to get back in the ring, if even that."

	I tried to take a deep breath and speak to him calmly, "All of us
get hurt sometimes, the possibility of getting injured just comes
with the territory. We all know that when we decide to become
wrestlers, and the fans love the hardcore matches, I love it, hell
even the other wrestlers love it. The same wrestlers that are getting
smashed in the face with a garbage can and getting their tooth
cracked from a shot with a kendo stick all say they would gladly do
it again because they love it and they know that our fans appreciate
them for it, the only person who thinks this is garbage wrestling is
you."

	"No, no, this is what the board of directors told me, Ms. Draxa,
the CEO of the company made the ruling, there will be no more
weapons."
	I
growl and clinch my fists. I am ready to grab him by the throat but I
try to keep my cool but it wasn't working, mu teeth started to
show. He backs up for a second and adjusts his tie with his nose up
at me, "Now, I just received another message from the board of
directors a few minutes ago and they have brought something new to my
attention. To make this work we are going to have to make one more
change. Since weapons are no longer allowed on All-Extreme
they see absolutely no use for the Hardcore Championship."

	I look down at the title around my shoulder. I could already see
what was happening.

	"Oh come on, you can't be serious," I said.

	He smiles, "Yes, we are officially deactivating the GRR Hardcore
Championship. It's a failed experiment."

	I stomp my foot on the floor, "Oh come on, what the fuck are you
doing?! You're turning this show into a damn joke!"
	"This
show is
a damn joke!" He points a finger at me, "This show has been a
joke for far too long, but now that I am in charge, I'm going to
start making some changes and make this show into a high-quality
wrestling product. Like that stunt you pulled out there tonight?"

	"Yeah?" I said.

	"I can't just let that slide, so I am going to have to take
action."

	"Yeah, like what?" I said with my chest all puffed out. "Put
me in another damn tournament?"

	"Okay, that kind of backtalk is one of the reasons I'm doing
this in the first place. Because as of right now you are hereby
suspended for thirty days, without pay."	"What?!" I said
dropping my championship to the floor.

	"Yep, thirty days, effective right now. Security?" He says as he
motions to the two security guards. They start walking toward me and
they hold on to each one of my shoulders, "Security, get him out of
here," he says.

	They both hold my arms down but I don't struggle, "Hey! Hey!
It's okay guys," I say to the guards, "It's okay," I say
again as they let me go. "You know what Armahdo, don't worry
about the thirty days, just go ahead and make it indefinite," I
pick up my hardcore championship belt, "I'm out of here."

#2. God's Gift in the Trees

	I thought of this story ironically after watching 2
the Ranting Gryphon do a show at Rocky Mountain FurCon 2010. He told
this detailed joke about a furry version of the story of Adam and Eve
and so I wrote this very short story that I thought felt was cute and
very pure.


	He found the
nearest lake and knelled down before it and took a drink but couldn't
help but whine. He felt so alone being all by himself. He'd been
searching for a companion, but haven't found him yet. He sat down
under a tree in the shade as he caught his breath and cooled down.
Zero had a tear in his eye but looked up at the sun shining on him
and giving him warmth that made him feel a little better. He put his
paws together and bowed his head,
	"Dear God, I ask
you, I beg of you, please, I feel so alone. I know you are always
with me and I love you too, but I need somebody; somebody to travel
the lands with, someone to love, but I just don't know where to
turn or what else to do. Please God, I need your help, please help
me."
	God said to him,
"Keep looking, look for one of my big trees, I have sent someone
for you that will show love in his actions instead of his words."
	Zero's eyes
opened up and he looked around quickly. The trees all still looked
the same to him but he had to keep looking. He stood up and
feverishly searched around each and every tree, but no one was there.
That was until he noticed one tree in particular stood out, There was
much space around it with beautiful green and yellow grass growing.
The tree was much taller and stronger than all the others.
	The grass tickled
Zero's feet as he ran up to the big tree and just like God said,
there he was. A blue wolf was sleeping peacefully under the tree in
the shade. Zero's tail wagged fast as he knelled down next to the
sleeping wolf. 

	He had a cute
little snore and a nice tubby belly that was covered with a bright
patch of white fur. He was a little shorter than Zero but not by
much. Zero sniffed the wolf's ears, the aroma of his scent was
pleasing to him and made his smile grow even wider. He put his ear to
the blue wolf's heart, it was beating at a nice and steady pace. 

	Zero put his paws
together again as he talked to God, "Oh thank you God so much, I
promise to love him for all of my days and I hope that he will love
me just the same."
	God said to him,
"Don't worry, Silverback will."
	"Thank you, and
thank you for your son Jesus, amen."
	Zero couldn't
wait any longer as he gently laid on top of the blue wolf's big
belly. His body bounced a little as Silverback's belly rose and
fell with every breath as he slept. Zero smiled and licked the wolf's
face.
	Silverback's blue
eyes opened up as he looked at who was laying on him. He panted for a
second in shock but then it grew to a look to warmth as he smiled.
	"Hai," Zero
said, his tail wagged fast. Silverback just smiled as his tail
started wagging as well with his. 

	"How are you? My
name is Zero." Silverback just kept smiling at him and started
licking Zero's nose. Zero giggled, "Hehe, and you are Silverback,
right?" The blue wolf hugged him happily as his tongue hung out.

	Zero said, "Hehe oh yeah, God said you were loving in your actions
and not in your words, I guess this is what he meant."
#1. The Christmas Tree
	This
story was brought out of real life because my mate and I are
long-distance and texting was a big part of it, or it at least felt
like it at that time. Plus, it was a very tough time because I wrote
this while staying with my mom at the hospital when she came down
with carbon-monoxide poisoning. So it was a tough Christmas that year
and I kept saying to myself that this wasn't the Christmas I
envisioned  in my mind for the year (2011), and I wanted to write
what I wanted Christmas to be, and managed to turn it into a story
that I absolutely fell in love with.

	Sigh.
"You
know,
I
really
don't
care,
I
don't
need
presents,
or
a
big
dinner,
or
even
my
family
around
me.
All
I
want
for
Christmas
this
year
is
my
mate
to
be
right
beside
me.
That's
my
fucking
wish
this
year!"
I
was
getting
cranky.
I
looked
down
at
the
clock
on
my
computer
to
see
it
read
11:53
p.m.
It
was
probably
time
to
go
ahead
and
turn
in
for
the
night.
I
checked
my
phone
again
and
I
got
two
texts
from
Zero.
The
first
one
saying:
I'm
home.
The
second
one
saying:
I'm
tired
love,
I'm
heading
to
bed.
.kisses
you.
Nini

	I
quickly
texted
back:
Ok
Love
nini,
I'll
text
you
tomorrow
.kisses.
 I
love
you

	I
was
relieved
to
get
a
text
back
a
moment
later
saying:
I
love
you
2.
I
didn't
want
to
miss
my
wolfie
before
he
went
to
bed.
I
laid
my
phone
on
the
ground
next
to
me
and
just
lay
me
head
on
the
pillow.
My
eyelids
were
already
getting
heavy
as
my
body
started
slowing
down
so
I
could
fall
asleep.

*	*	*



	I turned over as my body pressed into the warm couch.
My brain started up and it realized it was Christmas. I opened my
eyes as I looked at the tree still shining bright. It was still night
so I may have woken up at three in the morning or something and was
probably going to doze off again shortly. Until I realized I wasn't
alone in the room anymore. I saw him. It was unmistakable. The red
coat and pants, the big black boots, and he had a big red bag over
his shoulder, Santa Paws.


	"S-santa?" I say.


	He turns around and looks at me, his brown eyes focused
on me, "Oh, I'm sorry Silverback, did I wake you?" he said with
a whisper. He took one step to me and gave me a little rub on my
chest. He was a big polar bear and his beard was as white and long as
I had seen on TV. Santa was actually real? I can't believe it. He
says, "Hehe you're not supposed to see me, close your eyes pup.
And don't worry you we're a good boy this year ho-ho-ho."


	I closed my eyes again and smiled as I turned over and
buried my face in the pillow again so I could go back to sleep. I
could hear him walking gently over to the tree and then a moment
later walk past me as he opened the front door and gently closed it
right behind him. It was silent once again and I was very close to
falling back to sleep when I started hearing snoring. 



	My eyes opened up again. At first I thought it was my
mom or my brother for a second but it sounded very close. I turned
back around on the couch and saw something under the tree. It was a
wolf curled up looking like a little silver furball under the tree.
His fur was moving up and down as he was snoring lightly a very cute
snore. His tail was laid peacefully on the floor; his shiny silver
fur with a big red bow over his naked rump.


	It couldn't be . . . could it? I quickly got up and
laid next to him so we were face to face,


	"Zero?"


	His hazel eyes open, I've seen them on so many pics
that he's sent me but now they were here in front of me. ""Hehe,
oh hi love," he said reaching out as he pulled me close to him and
gave me a little kiss on the lips. I almost broke the kiss because I
was so shocked  he was here, touching me, feeling me, but he was
here. I felt his tongue wrap around mine in a warm embrace. It melted
me. My tongue started to fight back as it swirled with his as it got
really warm. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist.
Our eyes opened up again as we were chest to chest.


	"How? Guh, how? Um, hehe how?" I said.


	"Hehe, you're the one who made the wish sillies,"
he smiled wide at me.


	"I know, but I didn't think it would, well, you
know."


	"Hehe well I'm here."


	Tears rolled down my face as I buried my nose into his
neck. I couldn't smell his scent but I didn't care, he was here
with me. "Oh my God, I can't believe you are here."


	"Well, I'm sorta here, hehe."


	"I'm guessing this is a dream, right?" My said
tail laid down again.


	"Hehe hun, I'm always in your heart, and don't
worry Love I'm not going anywhere. It won't be this Christmas but we will be
together very soon."


	"Are," sniffles, "Are you sure?" I said with
two more tears down my cheeks.


	"Hehe yep, just be patient. We will be together soon
enough."


	"Okay, if you say so," I kissed him one more time.
I never wanted him to leave and I don't know exactly when he was
going to. But he was here at this very moment and I wasn't going to
waste my chance. I pulled him close with all my strength and kissed
him as deeply as I possibly could. He gave me a muffed moan as our
tongues swirled for a second time. Tears kept going down my face as
we kissed. I finally let it go. Zero looked at me with a beautiful
smile and his tail was wagging against the big red bow. I giggle as I
playfully pull the bow off of his butt and stick it on top of my
head. Zero giggles as he looks at his naked butt and his tail wags
faster.


	He looked back at me and licked my face, "You're so
silly," he said.

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