Innocence comes to an end Pt.4 : Painful Memories
"you can join me toni- ummmph," pine threw a pillow at the husky's muzzle. "well, let's call it a day. dale, you need some time to be alone, right?" pine asked, responded with a little nod from the dalmatian.
THE Christmas Charcuterie
I think a pine marten butcher and deli owner sounds quite nice for him, don't you? so uh, if you're squicked by this story, remember what i have written in my bio, this is all just fun and fantasy.
Stories of Skye: Chapter 1
He looked not far to see a large pine, whose branches would make a fine post for him to be hidden from sight as the feral deer trotted by. pines were always the easiest to climb, but when skye tried to ascend he found that he was unsteady.
Last Rites
Snow did not dare cling to the branches, as every needle had long fallen from the pines. she shivered: it was unnatural. pine trees were coniferous - they did not lose their needles in winter.
A New Gay Brother Part3: The Damned Betrayal
The sun started to beat down, barely penetrating the pine trees just enough for the three to feel its warmth.
Wildlife Management
The match was flicked till it went out in a puff of smoke, tossed to the side into a pile of fallen pine needles.
I Caught God Ch3: In Which I Am Tripping Balls
When i open them again the world has stopped spinning, but the big ole pine tree has not. i try to fling myself out of the way of the falling tree and only partially succeed.
Belleton, Chapter Six
The pine wasn't the only tree to have been covered. there were cum ropes dangling and dribbling everywhere solierre cast his eyes. "they should never have come after me."
New Adventures and a New Year
He pulled off shortly after to let out a whimper of blissful strain as the pine marten settled over his back, spreading his legs, and drove every inch of his meat into his insides.
Corwin Hall, Chapter 26
The heavy wooden door of the Chapel swung open, and Lisa gasped. "Oh my God!" She ran over to where Adam was supporting Todd and looked up into his bandaged face. One white strip spanned each cheekbone, already starting to show red through the cloth....
Wallflowers
Pounding beats made the dark room tremble, and as usual Hop was standing against the walls, watching the party from the edges. The tiger was...a little odd, I thought, but not a bad guy. He'd taken to wearing a couple of buttons on his jacket: one...
Final Migration [Iron Pen Winner, Furry Migration, 2015]
_This story was the winning submission in Furry Migration 2015's "Iron Pen" competition. The rules were to create the story in under 24-hours using the "ingredients" of a Minnesota-native animal species, a "migration" of some sort, and a secret...