Furry and Proud: Prologue
Prologue Well, to start off, my name is Eddy. It's not really an amazing name, but my mom gave it to me, so it's the only one I got. I'm 16 years old and in pretty good shape if I don't say so myself. I was born in New York. I lived there for a good...
Digestion Party
He swallowed again, and I slid through his throat and landed on something soft. Two somethings actually, side by side, squished against each other in the tight confines of the panthers gut. They both groaned at the impact, then started rising and...
Altar of Haruk'ha
An Eiji Otaka Creation & Collaboration with Leon Blizzard Elusive Friendly Yeenwolf Writer Corrupted Transformation Architect Altar of Haruk'ha The Giggling God of Corruption has found the avatar of his return. My name is Max,...
So, I Came on your Feet ...
**So, I Came on your Feet ...** **by Mog Moogle** It probably started a long time ago before I ever even realized it started. Those funny little things that happen in your childhood and during puberty. Things that shape who and what you will be...
The Hunting Grounds
I don't know why I decided to go to a nightclub tonight. My friends have been telling me to get out of my house for weeks, try to get over my ex, but I've been away from this scene; the loud music in dark rooms, the frantic dancing and increasingly...
Good Enough (Riley)
I met them after I'd tried to run away... I suppose I should introduce myself first, but that's hard to do. I don't think my "parents" (my sperm and egg donors) ever had me long enough to give me a name. For all I know, they might've never seen what...
I'm Here (I)
As I try to pray in bed And think of what you said I hear a piercing slam And your "I don't give a damn!" You say you're at the brink As you grab another drink You say to follow His life And not your road of strife You say this path of...
Conflict of Interest
The wolf's arms come down on either side of my head, romanesque columns supporting his weight and causing the mattress to bow so far down I think I can feel the hardness of the box spring underneath my back and shoulders. It's not as hard as what I...
New Friends
The class went on as normal when the bell rang and Mr. Smith released us. Everyone started filing out while I stuck back and let the crowd clear. I grabbed my bag and pulled out my schedule after the last student left and started to read for my next...
Melody for a Broken Heart
The strings are cold on my fingertips And my lips are mourning for your lips Bitter tears are streaming down my cheeks again Staining my yearning flesh with bruised heartache And filling my dreams with tarnished memories of then You were once my...
Letters from the Heart
Hey, Mikey, I have to laugh just thinking about it. Maybe you don't find it as amusing as I do. I know the memory makes you smile, but now, even as I write, I can't stop myself from chuckling. You know what I'm talking about,...