Pressing Records
The metallic tail lifted a bit as she leaned back, the spread tines at the tip's plug pressing against the opossum's back to keep him in place. then she toppled off the ladder.
Wastelands-Mya
Both of the remaining southern opossums had now recovered from the nine bang.
True Divinity
"i'm not going to hurt you," stormy said, putting a hand atop the opossum's head. "if i wanted to hurt you," their grip tightened on mr.
Inebriated reminiscences.
This idea was inspired by my RL mother, and the many times she and her friends would get together over a bottle of cheap wine for a girls' night of gossip. --- "So he's dumped! You can spill all the beans. What was it? Was it the wings? Was he good...
Please look up
I quickly grow tired of my own footfalls. Those same padded feet hitting that same hard-packed path. Those same claws leaving those same indentations in the same dirt, that dirt that lies halfway between mud and stone. Was that the same stone? It must...
A Life In College: A Visit Home, Part 1
I saw her from across the street. She was a bit far away, but she hadn't aged a day. Celestia Velvet, stood with the same tall posture, and the same full body. Her long, slim legs matched her lean, slim arms. I could almost see her icy blue eyes,...
A Life in College: A Look Back, Part 3
"Shit, so you guys really did it?" "Yeah," I nodded. I took a pull from my vapor pen, then blew the smoke into the warm night air. "I lasted a lot longer than I thought I would, I'll be honest." "Mmm," Anji nodded. The wolf reached beside his foot...
Of Blood and Magic, Part 2: Business as Usual
TRIP TO THE CENTER. PICK UP ASSIGNMENT (ASSIGNMENT IS TO TAKE OUT THREE POLITICAL MALE WITCHES.) PICK UP GEAR. (CUSTOM 9MM THAT FIRES SILVER BULLETS AND A SILVER HUNTING KNIFE. BLACK COAT WITH SYMBOLS THAT ARE FOR PROTECTIVE CHARMS. ETC?) TARGETS...
The Descendants of Saelin
The toothlings were the, squirrels and mice, the hedgehogs, rabbits, opossums and ermines, chipmunks, otters and badgers, raccoons and beavers; the smaller and more peaceful ones of the wood, though it took a few generations to allow the ermines in and, now
Bad Times on the Beach
With each push forward his cock only throbbed harder, the anxious tingles filling his lower body as he was rocked forward in the opossum's lap. ...
Birdsong, Part 1 [Commission]
He held the opossum's gaze for a second, then turned to look out the window at the street below; the one eye he could see from this angle slowly trailed in following something down there. "following?"
Birdsong, Part 2 [Commission]
To get all of his things together instead of just what he'd grabbed in his rush earlier in the morning, and before long askia had rolled his eyes, heaved a sigh, and leaned over to help him out - which naturally put a nervous shock vibrating through the opossum's