Ain't Queer
Horace wasn't all that surprised to see Martin rubbing every cold beer he grabbed on his knuckles. They were swollen like he'd lost a fight with a nest of hornets, and although Man Code dictated that he not let himself be seen wincing, he favored the...
Mom Takes One For the Team
"Look... please, ma'am." "That's _Officer Kaz_ to you, _boy,"_ the otter tartly said, jabbing a finger into the young bear's sternum. "And don't you _please_ me, kid," she went on, bracing her webbed paws on her hips. As she made this sassy, imposing...
Stolen Away
Tamati looked through the crooked trees at the bright full moon. Of all the places he'd been in this Pokemon land, the swamp was the most desolate by far. The stench of rot and decay had once offended his nose, but now he was fully desensitized to it....
Take Me Near the Shore
Very few things could turn Tamati's head like a round behind. He considered himself a creature of simple taste in this regard. With his musculature, dark fur, and many kitsune tails, Tamati was very often an object of lust and so his desires of plump...
Ever Loyal
Alissa was not having a good day. She had won the battle but lost the war. It was meant to be a playful little fight between her Arcanine Rowan and a very cute male trainer's Ivysaur. She expected to win but not as well as she did, and her Arcanine...
Those Banana Days -(Chapter 4)-
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Star-Crossed Lovers (Part 1)
Alex shivered, adjusting the hood of his coat as the January wind picked up. His fur did a decent job of keeping him warm, as did the jacket, but that didn't make the weather _comfortable._ A few lonely snowflakes drifted past the bus stop...
Baxter, the Insolent, Foul-Mouthed Punk
**Baxter Schlagen, the Insolent, Foul-Mouthed Punk** The hoodlum Pokémon opens his front door after hearing a mysterious knock at midnight of December's fifth day. "What tha fuck do ya want?" His voice almost echoes in the neighborhood he is known...
Panda Piss and Perspiration for Papa
--1 By the time Lars got to the first truck stop he saw, he had stopped caring about the sweat clinging to him, even that which seemed to intelligently congregate in the most intimate crevices on his body. It had been seven hours since he started...
Lay of the Park
Farrah cut all kinds of hair in her day job. She was polite and fun even when she didn't particularly like the hair that she was cutting; but when she did, she was a doll. It was long, silky hair that she liked best. It could be any color, but it had...
Rock the Box (bondage, TF, Vegas, 80s)
As far as Sin City attractions go, getting bound, gagged, and locked into a dark closet is probably low on most people's list. Most people. This is Vegas, after all. It was my fault, really. I thought the heat had died down after Atlantic City, after...
Feeling Lacy After Work
--1 Things were quieting down around _Nature Calls_ at last. Instead of a visitor every other minute, they slowed down to one every five or ten minutes. Marcus saw that his supplementary work with fellow bouncer Kenneth was no longer needed. "I...