Chapter 4: A Change for the Better
Biscuit was simply happy to run into a 'buy 5, get 5 half off' deal on shirts, which allowed him to cheaply collect a new stock of clothes to fit his weight-gained form.
Chapter 3: What's in a Word
Quillan was sneakier than you'd expect a pig to be. Nobody had noticed him drop those sleeping tablets into the Srothar's drink, and secretly following the half-asleep Biscuit home took no effort at all. He wasn't known as Quillan the Quizzifying for...
Chapter 2: Only in Skin?
One particular weekend, Biscuit was quite exhausted by the time his shift at work had ended. A trio of older teenagers - the motley crew of a fox, squirrel, and bunny - had decided to make his day miserable, hanging around the restaurant for most of...
Chapter 1: Origins of an Unusual Srothar
New Redhurst: The City of Limitless Potential! That was the tag-line the advertisements on TV about the bustling metropolis always used. Come visit, come stay, there's so much to do! It was probably...well, almost certainly gussied-up propaganda, but...
Chapter 0: Preface
This aims to be a continuously-growing series of short stories involving the titular Biscuit. World-building and character-establishing shall start things out, but from there, events will happen whenever I think of a cool new one to write about!...
Lewd Forest Misadventures (Pt.2)
"This is a really bad idea," Syndel said. "Well, can you think of anything better? I want my stuff back!" The two birds were whispering to one another in a hedge. They had respawned, unharmed, but also without any of their...
Authority - Part Two
Oh, and i must say, i need to know the store you bought those stockings in. they are just so cute!" siaru was wordless. he'd bought them online because he lacked confidence to buy them in real life, but the stockings were the least of his worries.
The Help Wanted Chronicles - Santa's Little Helper
Ember climbed snow to get up to the mantel and tossed santa the third stocking. "two more and we are done here" he said slipping the stocking on "but don't worry not every kinky adult was naughty enough to earn a stocking filled by you.
Adventures in Gossamer Grove: Ally
The wolf was adjusting the stocks for her height and she walked over to help him, finding the right height for her comfort.
Gatherings - Part Two
Well, to call stockings a pair would be better, as each of the worgen's paws held up an individual stocking: long, black, and slender.
Not to Decide is Still a Choice
To keep their arms warm were a pair of matching arm-stockings where the hems squeezed in on their upper arms to keep from wrinkling and sagging down to the hook of their thumb.
Kinktober 2018 Day 17: Seduction Master
The stocking pulls so tightly upon his other foot, i can make out each individual toe as he places them upon the arm of my chair, steadying himself. his breaths are so loud, so ragged now. i can feel his excitement building. i cannot look away.