Trickery Finds A Way
Experience had taught Grinnon to be very worried about certain things. Any time the floor under his feet started to shift for no known reason, or for a variety of known reasons. Any time a spellcaster started to chant, or had energy start...
Finding His Place
The wooden crates and empty, metal drums banged together as Roland stacked them. The wolf cringed with each noisy collision and folded back his ears. He had never been the most agile fur and he hoped his innate clumsiness wouldn't ruin his chance at...
Finding Her Pack
Finding Her Pack For Bloodgod245 By Draconicon Iris wasn't sure how long she fucked for, but it was long enough that she knew that there had to be seed well and truly embedded inside of her womb. There was no way that she...
Finding Something New
This is my first yiff story. This is, to an extent, based on reality, and thus would have to thank my mate, w/o whom, this story wouldn't be possible \*grins and wags tail\* Enjoy! ...
What You Find
"My mom is always telling me that I'm not good enough," I confided to Kelley. "My grades aren't good enough. I didn't score enough on the field. Even when I'm the MVP, she tells me I'm a ball-hog." "'Suma," the husky's face contorted as he clasped...
Finding Purpose (Sample)
The bovine moaned as she touched herself, the feeling of her own warm fingers and the slick and sticky residue against her warm nub was a both exhilarating and odd experience. She fumbled like the amateur she was, almost an adult and still new to the...
YELLOW Triangles
A displaced retired man of business was at that age when his doctor ordered him to begin a daily regimen of some type of exercise. He went for his walks every morning around eleven. His neighbors thought well of him, he having given thirty--one years...
Finding Home (Chapter Six)
**_Note: This story is based on, and set in, the "Cold Blood" universe which was made and written by Onyx Tao. Please read his brilliant stories! _** **_OBSERVE: My storyline, "Finding Home", is not to be considered canon to the Cold Blood...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 04
Eleven of them this time. One of these days, I'll get a full group. I couldn't decide if this was the fFamilies screwing with me, or just life's usual mischief. I open the door where they'd been told to wait for me. "This is the locker room." I...
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 03
Ruffs, Damian thought, as he looked at his reflection. It shouldn't bother him, he knew; age meant little these days, and soon it would mean even less for him. And yet... he missed the unending vitality he felt during his imprisonment. He smiled....
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 02
"Well, well, well," a red fox in a black suit said as Zikabar exited the car, "What's the Denver Bureau doing letting you out of their city limits? Don't they know that--" The mule deer running into him and wrapping his arms around the fox cut him off....
Protecting the Line, Draft 1, CH 01
"Finally," I grumbled as the alpacas walked in the door of the airport's restaurant. Their private jet landed twenty minutes ago, and it didn't take that long to go from the tarmac to here. It was only Juan and his father, Antelmo, accompanied...