First Chapters: Shiloh's Vacation
Shiloh had never performed on any of the hydra's many smaller stages, and indeed never really considered hirself any sort of performer, but shi'd spent a sizeable portion of hir life staring out at vast, cheering audiences.
Potion Cat: Potions for nervous Sorts
Flowering herbs of snow white and purple covered the hill from tip to bottom except in places where smoothed stones had been set one by one leading to the top as a sort of makeshift staircase.
(sort of) important question for my watchers
**Should I try and go back to writing?** explanation: I used to (well, still try to) write nothing really all that good really just short (very short) smut or stuff like that but after a certain story I did, one that surpassed all my previous ones...
Chapter 2) A Father of a Different Sort
This is the second installment of a series about me, Lamok, a lone hermaphrodite opal dragon, how I came to be, and how I survive in a world that would have no objection to the extinction of all dragons everywhere. Note: At the bottom is a...
Commission: Riding Lessons of a Hyper Sort
The wet slapping of flesh on flesh filled the area, joined by the sounds of pained and pleasured moans. It was quite a sight to see, really, if you were in the right position. From behind it was hard to tell what was really going on. The massive...
warrior cats gay version sort of
rustsy was siting on his fence again looking into the forest thinking about his dreams about chasing a mouse and eating it he licked his lips just thinking about it but then thought (what am i thinking i eat that brown stuff which you know thinking...
Sorting Yourself Out pt. 2
Feeling the warm light coming in from the window, my eyes slowly began to open. Sitting up a little and craning my neck to get a look at my clock, I saw that it was quarter to ten in the morning. Letting out a long sigh I flopped onto my back and...
Sorting Yourself Out pt. 1
Hey, my name's Tristan. I just started my second semester as a bio-med major at one of those small, under-the-radar universities. In case you didn't already know, I'm a wolf. I am the middle child, stuck between two brothers, one year younger and the...
Prisoner of War[5]: Sorting the Mess
It was a sort of warm, tender, aching pain. that was enough to get fred to show a bit of life and he groggily dragged my weakened body back into bed. "what's your hurry?" he groaned.
Dragon Dungeon: Master Kira, Slave Vicki
Iron Author: Dragon Dungeon Master Kira, Slave Vicki For JCFoxman By Draconicon Resting on the edge of a small hot spring, Vicki allowed herself to relax. Her many tails slipped beneath the surface of the water, and the kitsune...
Dragon Dungeon: Mistress Drakina, Slave Zarrow
He could feel that his wings were tied behind him, bound together in some sort of restraint so that he couldn't flap around, and his tail was pulled up almost too tight against his back.
The Long Walk
Chapter 12: The Long WalkOctober 1, 198615:19 HoursSouth London, England I sat in the outfitting room of the Kennel for long minutes after Handler Proust had left. Forty-Seven passed by without so much as a word to me. We'd known each other since...