Virgin Stag
_So this story may not be as polished as I may have liked it to be but I enjoyed writing it nonetheless. Like with any story read the tags first as it contains gay material and dubious consent. Read at thou own risk and enjoy._ Lunch time is the...
Code of Dishonor: Seven Seas
As if the horns on his head weren't enough, there were even horns that slipped around his neck and across his shoulders like a demonic mantle. "are you the shadow demon's master? the being that summoned us here?" laurence asked.
Shadow Stalkers: Tattered Wings and Broken Horns
Just a quick warm-up story of how shadow ended up with half her right horn missing.
Bright Idea - Commission for Flamesofsorrow
The box opened easily and with her horn sweetie belle plucked a matchstick out and brought it closer to her face for examination. yep. just a stick with dried gloop, nothing special at all.
Human Custom
A row of pale, armored plates lined the smooth curves of his belly, and two proud horns weighed down his angular head.
Antlers
"glad to hear it," his lips split his face from ear to ear and his horns even twitch with his pleasure at hearing me agree. "now whatever happens on stage tonight, i don't want to hear a protest. is that fair?"
Valentine's 'ness
“Really, Mike? You're gonna kick out your most valued customer?" Geevin asked, before angling his head down and widening his eyes in an almost puppy-like expression. Considering that while standing, the dragon's head was still a foot higher than the...
Keen for the Weekend
Meg ran her fingers through her red-orange hair, while still damp, she was glad to have been able to have a hot shower at work after a crazy shift at the hospital. While she enjoyed her work most days, she was getting real tired of people 'slipping and...
A Rather Horny Weekend
Ipzum entered his bedroom and went over to his bed, lying down, and deciding to take a nap as he didn't have much else to do. He eventually drifted off to sleep and entered a dream. In this dream, he could see most of himself chest down, including his...
The Orc and his boy
Jet black fur which gave a stark contrast to his white fetlocks and horn. dressed in loose white cotton clothing robes with golden trim. the sign on his chest of a lion rearing up to meet a one horn gave away his position.
Found in the Woods
His horns curved back in a graceful yet fierce s shape, small nicks and old scars dotted his body, each one a reminder of a hard-learned lesson. rising to my feet, i could see the size difference between us.
Sissy Hooves
Magical horn, knowing it contained all of the sissy's power.