Heavy Consequences [Commission]
Their steps were heavy with hunger and exhaustion.
Backbreaking Date [Commission]
The only thing sean could respond with was an exhausted whimper.
Metempsychosis IV - Saimi
Come over here and just relax. ~” saimi carried me toward the back of emerald, where i finally noticed the large exhaust ports beneath her tail. she carefully laid us down along the plating, positioning us so the warm exhaust flow drifted over us.
Out of the Dark
Dragging the exhausted aklo off a female. lifting the weak-legged jothar up and dragging him away. removing the flask of semen from crackle and letting her down.
A Burden of Stripes [Commission]
The prince yawned as he lethargically stood back up, craning his fluffy neck from side to side as if riding komir had been an exhausting feat for him.
Metempsychosis VIII - Firestorm/Crimson
Behind those shoulders rose twin exhaust ports shaped like stylized dragon horns, currently dormant but promising raw, thunderous power.
Metempsychosis II (2026 revised)
Without warning, he opened his exhaust ports fully and unleashed a thick, heavy wave of exhaust straight toward the cockpit vents. the hot gases poured in — rich, warm, and intensely earthy, carrying that sharp metallic tang i’d grown addicted to.
The Hero's Journey: A Journey of a Hero v1.01
The prompt for this week was "Having fun was too much work." So of course I had to write a sequel. Poor thing can't catch a break, can they? Brought to you by the Telegram group Writing Corner, which provides a weekly prompt challenge of a 1000 word...
The Goblin Hospitality for a Monkey
Ice on a burning stove, a soothing balm on an open wound, a lullaby for an exhausted mind. it brought a respite nimbus had been searching and desiring without knowing.
Clueless Season Two (Homecoming-out Intermission)
Side plot, woop woop~ _T minus one week before homecoming_ As it was in the beginning, is now, and even shall be, the cafeteria was fucking loud. Sandwiched between two thrilling conversations, Ellie picked at her half-eaten lunch unenthusiastically....
Naked Gym
He was just as exhausted, with bags beneath his eyes. but the komodo dragon didn’t seem bothered to see the old tuna stroking himself. quite the opposite as he approached from the front.
Human Flesh in a Wolves' Bar
Shelby wiped the condensation of her thick-framed glasses as she nervously made her way to the bar. There were a few snarls directed her way in the sparsely populated tavern. She wasn't the only fleshy creature in there that night, but she was the only...