The Running of the Humans
After the cleansing, each human is fitted with a jeweled collar and returned to the pen so another human can undergo the process. all in all, there are one hundred pens throughout the city and one dozen humans per pen.
Private Afterparty (Part 1) NMA
A bit of an oddly-shaped pen, with the back end smoothly tapering to a rounded point, but a pen nonetheless. "oh my god."
Tom the deer - A doe's first schoolday
"come on, get those pens out of me before my parents come back." he touched her ever so carefully, then squeezed his finger inside. "can you feel them?"
Birds of a feather, get nommed together! -C- Chazori
I slumped down into the pen, losing faith in the world as i realized that i was nothing but food. my thoughts were broken suddenly as i heard strange soft footsteps moving towards my pen.
A Day at the Jamesons
She saw that the other pen was no longer empty - there was a flareon inside it, lying on the grass near the middle of the pen and licking its own fluffy tail. the flareon perked its ears up at some sudden noise, and then turned around to see it.
Jasper's Odyssey (C1)
Curious, jasper approached the nearest pen. the mist was thicker over the pens, but as jasper approached it cleared enough to see inside.
DragonBlood
Giving the dragon a rub on the snout, he stood up and moved to the next pen. this pen appeared empty, but chris knew better. he could see a circle of dirt stirred up from where wings had been flapping.
Ch 2: Major Changes
Working her way along the fence, giving any pig a wide berth, she unsteadily made her way to the pen exit. she slipped out of the pen as quickly as she reasonably could, securely locking the gate behind her.
Day 5 Markings _ Ink
The deer's other hand moved to the desk, lifting the pen. the nib pressed into berlor's fur as the deer wrote on him. the pen itched as it scraped out the word 'tickled' in ink.
Pregnant males' facility
The long hallway had enclosed pens on each side, with some sort of nameplate hanging on the door of each said pen.
Many Trials of a Centaur
Luckily, she had no reason to open their pen. the does however, would need to be milked.
Better than the other Guys
Her delicate little body was racked, her head bashed against the pen as i rammed and rammed until my sac was drained.