Sample Collection
Delta was always an odd one, but it was rare to see him this nervous as he sat on the examination table. As I entered the the room he didn't so much as meet my gaze, instead focusing on the floor while his tail swished and his face twisted into pale...
A Writing Study: Somebody That I Used to Know
My hands were stuffed into my coat pockets, an unlit cigarette dangling with deliberate precariousness from my lips. It was an unseasonably cold, early spring day, but that suited me well enough; I'll use practically any excuse to wear a sweater and a...
Dogesh Centum Doomday 0
**DOOMDAY 0** **Intro** **What help is hope in the face of certain doom? Some hoped they would not live to see the day; others hoped the Dogesh prophecies simply wouldn't come true. I haven't believed in prophecies for several cycles but hoped, in...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt.1)
The setting sun shone through the windows of the nave scattering abstract coloured patterns across the stone-flagged floor. The voices of passers-by and the clattering of wheels on the road outside were muted by the thick, ancient walls of the church....
The Brightest Star
Contains: a first person account, fervent dedication to astronomy, dreams and portents, standing at a precipice above the silver sea, the search for extraterrestrial life, complex wide spectrum image analysis, panic, academic politics, perception filtration
Sonic X Reader: A Foot Fetish Story
Party streamers made noise as everyone shouted: "Happy Birthday, Sonic!" Everyone was having fun playing games and doing fun activities. The party lasted about 2 hours. Sonic then said goodbye to the final guest. An hour later he heard his doorbell...
How I Became a Dragon (transformation and fat furs)
# How I Became a Dragon, by Zigzak 'Tell us about it!' I demanded excitedly. Bertie shifted uncomfortably on the spot, trying awkwardly to find a comfortable sitting position that did not squash his thick tail. 'Are you sure that you want...
Stock on the Floor
A first-person perspective on the difficulties of being a complex predator and honest, loyal boyfriend. damnit damienfox. stock on the floor. © tsumi moogle '13 characters themselves. i don't mind saturdays.
Friends Among The Thorns
My name is Robert Spike Thornbody, but most of my friends and family just call me Bobby. I'm a twelve year old porcupine with a light brown/tan colored fur, and slightly darker brown handpaws, footpaws and quills. I currently live with my dad, Sam...
Garbage Disposal
About halfway through dinner, I spilled my wine on the table. I cursed as it ran to the edge and dripped off onto my thigh, then grabbed a handful of napkins and started sopping up the mess. Tirk sat by my side, ravenously eating the roast herb chicken...
The story of Fang1000001212: Chapter 1
I would never expect anything about me, until my friend came to my house. He said he wrote a story about me. I was kind of surprised by this, so I took the stack of paper he had in his hand and read it. I was impressed. I didn't realize he posted this...
Random
 I softly hugged him, burrowing my face in his chest and taking in his scent. "You're hugging me as if this is goodbye.." he...