Mojave Redemption - Chapter 2

It was noon the next day and the sun beat down upon Jacob's back mercilessly as he toiled at the trench. He didn't recognize the human on watch today, a young dark fellow who left his rifle leaning against the dugout wall instead of holding it like the...

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After the Bombs

Nikkita panted and wiped the sweat from her forehead, grinning widely. She had just succeeded in prying open the doors to what was once a grocery store, the firmly shut doors promising that no other scavengers had accessed the potential bounty of food...

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Ravenous Rain

As Leavold harvested the fallen basilisk's blood, he realized the crocodile-like creature could have been human once. He wondered why this thought had not occurred to him earlier when he had been blindly battling it or before when he had decided to...

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The Fox General: March on Vulpezzia

March on Vulpezzia We hadn't stayed in Pest long, there was no need to. Giving the former Alpha an _agreeable_surrender term really was the best possible way of wrapping things up. I was right to trust my own peaceable instincts and ignore the...

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Odds and Ends - Chatbots and a choose-your-own adventure!

While we may be facing the impending threat of ais replacing us creatively, have some fun with it before the post-apocalyptic future of kinky writing destroys us all!

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A Biography of a Human: prologue

A story of a human boy trying to survive in a post apocalyptic anthropomorphic dominated future (authors note.

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Part of the Plants

...Part of the Plants... The scent of fresh grass and oak greeted Cane as he woke from a gentle refreshing slumber. He found his face buried in something dense and soft. Beneath the thick soft stuff was something hard and firm. It all smelled...

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Into The Wildlands: Chapter XIV - Love Conquers

After several hours, he was finally waking up properly. Yes, he was definitely in a bed room. A bit of shambles, but still decently cozy. Some girly stuff, a frizzy hairbrush, some hair ties, an old hat. Mostly, very generic. The smell seemed familiar,...

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Into The Wildlands: Chapter VII - At a Crossroads

After what had seemed like an endless trek, they were finally nearing their destination. “That must be it, Skinny." Kelsey said, crouching behind a bush with him. Beyond them, in the distance, was a long, white building, on the corner of a...

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Apocalypse, Ch. 11

The next morning, when I woke up, I wasn't in heat anymore. Instead of being wet and horny, I felt completely sexually satisfied. Only my pussy felt a little sore.... And as I looked over at Greg's sleeping frame, I thought about the last few days,...

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The Choice Between Right and Wrong

Erico sat in the dim light of the single lamp while he poured over a computer screen that had once belonged to Dr. Javi Kevir. The rest of the lab was dark, the equipment sitting unused ever since the members of the city council voted to go ahead with...

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Into The Wildlands: Chapter V - Out And About

Erik stirred in his haystack, waking to the early morning birds, their distant calls reverberating through his sheet metal shack. He stretched as much as he could, his fist inevitably bumping into the wall, then sat up, and stepped out the door into...

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