Two Minutes

Darkness surrounds me like a tomb, only this tomb feels like a desert instead of a cave. It smells of stagnation and dank, untouched memories. The only sound is the shrill _scree-_song of the locusts outside in the trees, penetrating through the vent...

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Death Is for the Living

Fresne slid the spatula quickly under the two eggs, careful to keep the yolks intact while he transferred them to the plate he had set beside the stove top. After another minute, the thick strips of bacon followed, and the rat filled the empty skillet...

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Whom to Suspect when You're Expecting

_Author's Note: Read the keywords. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you're not into it, I encourage you to read through anyway for some nice romance between some adorable characters. Story is copyright to its author, and appropriate characters...

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Where Angels Fear

This story was originally slated for submission to [!["was1"](%5C ""was1"")](%5C)'s Anthro Dreams anthology, but since his plans for the book changed, he freed it up for me to post on here. Hope you like it, and it's not too depressing. The story...

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Best Interests

"Just so you know," says the human behind the wheel, "once you're in office all of this rinkydink undercover shit's going to go away." "Why don't you bitch some more, Emmett," deadpans the lion from the passenger seat of the nondescript rental...

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The Leather's Always Blacker

Rike couldn't help but grin at the obvious irony as he sat in Crossroads and listened to "Into Your Hands" while massaging his hardon through his conservative khakis. He looked around one last time to make sure he was safe, confirmed it, and promptly...

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'Twas a Night Full of Yiffing

_The fox had been waiting All week for this night, He'd been working himself up In hopes that he might_ _Come home with a guy From the local gay bar Who wanted to bone him And didn't live far_ _Our vulpine preferred To walk rather than drive,...

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Idle Worship: "Wednesday's Child"

_The train was almost deserted. Nobody left over from rush hour, save for a few stragglers and probably a couple bums. It was dark outside._ "Well, _that_ sucked," Toane muttered through his teeth, and took another look around the car as it ambled...

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Excuses 3: Lost Bunny

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you don't like it, don't read it. \*\*\* Casey and Kimm have each had time with Mr. Judd, learning about him and even more about themselves in the process. It's been a pretty awesome couple of weeks, but an appointment for Kimm...

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Rapture (unfinished failure)

Started off as a gorefest for Saturday's Judgment Day, got bored with killing people and just left it. It could have been something more had I had time to really work on it, but there's more important porn to be written at the moment. Enjoy if you...

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A Work of Love: Prologue

This is the prologue and setup to a graphic novel concept [!["themadbadger"](%5C ""themadbadger"")](%5C) and I have been throwing around for a while now. It's a nice little story about Quinn the badger and his pursuit of a house owned by a...

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Good Fences Make Good Brothers

WARNING: If you don't like the keywords, don't read the story. Otherwise, enjoy! DOWNLOAD THE FILE if you want proper formatting and the true gist of the story. \*\*\* A high-school junior gets an arousing text message while in class, from an...

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