Dude, Where’s Your Pants?
** ** **Dude, Where's Your Pants?** ** ** ** ** **\*** ** ** ** ** I was this art on the front page [ What do you mean "Where are your...
Thick, Crinkly Kitten Pants
Hunter blushed as Tani deposited his briefs and t-shirt in the laundry basket. Those were his typical pajamas, but tonight he sat on the edge of the bed in a sunshine yellow onesie, the words Kitten Pride on the chest in bright red letters. What was...
And Why You'd Need Pants?
"Where the hell are my pants?" Bits and pieces of clothing flew around everywhere. White short furred hands went through the pieces of fabric, tossing each one aside as unwanted. A black shirt, an old dirty shirt, black pants, an old leather...
these latex pants are too tight...
I am alone, in my cabin at the concrete woods. Outside are steel trees with all the rust from the last time it rained. The sky is cloudy like always. The bodies of water nearby are polluted with various junk, some of which are of an...
Caught With her Pants Down
Her soft pussy lips, never before felt or even seen by the eyes of a male, were almost tenderly caressed before they were spread, giving the now bottomless and erect rikky a view of her fresh unspoiled channel. isma felt herself shaking.
Talking With Your Pants Full
Sam never really believed in such things as curses; often they were used as a means to make a point, or to try and scare people into doing something they didn't want. So when the coyote went to the fair with his friends and try to hit on the hot vixen...
Night of the Werehawk [WS/Scat]
The big full moon was bright in the sky. Outside the city where the park rolled up into a hill, there was moaning. There was grunting. There were sounds of agony that echoed along among the trees. It was Wilheim. The young redhead man flailed up the...
Intoxicated
You were bottomless. bottomless in a few ways, really.
Zootopia's Slothful Savior
The convention hall was strangely quiet; quiet enough that Judy Hopps's soft footsteps could be heard. She looked down at her invitation and then up at the high ceilings. The convention hall, and the whole building, had an antiquated look to it. The...
IWager
In this bit of flash pulp, a couple makes a bet. This story is the conclusion onto who wins the bet of whether or not someone can piss and cum at the same time. The story was written in an hour as a writing exercise and contains a coyote giving a...
The Foxy Fiasco: A Pyrotechnic Pantaloonery
Once upon a time in the vibrant village of Wackywoods, notorious for its eccentric inhabitants and their wild imaginations, a peculiar phenomenon emerged. Women were inexplicably plagued by spontaneous combustion in a region they could only describe as...
The Color of Passion
Red. Such a stimulating color, loaded with meaning in every culture. Lust, love passion, speed, virility, life... What did it mean now? Was there a hidden message, some meaning he had missed? Sherlock turned the information over in his mind, mulling...