Sexual Rehabilitation
Sexual Rehabilitation Franklin broke his leg. It was just a slight tumble; nothing too serious. Little falls, scrapes and bruises happen all the time. Sure, he could say maybe Princeton was a bit too hardy with him, or that maybe he wasn't...
group therapy Part 5
By the time Ryan had finally stumbled into the correct campsite, his determination had faltered. His eyes were dusty slits, and he blinked with strain, feeling dizzy... he had been so close. But the body does what the body needs; and Ryan's body did it...
Group Therapy
'I don't know how I get myself into these kinds of things.' the counselor thought to herself as she walked down the hallway. 'I could be doing drug counseling, counseling for the mentally infirm, anything, but instead I always get stuck talking to the...
Group Therapy
"the group hypnosis will help each of you live out your wants and desires on a physical level." ethan explained.
Group Therapy (Pilot Part)
#1 of group therapy bit intimated by all these tags. lot o' weird stuff goes on on here, but here's a first part of hopefully many of an actual story story if anyone's interested. let me know if i should write some more tonight.
Furry Group Therapy - a ThornBrier tale
You are all here today for a group therapy session regarding your... desires." phineas interrupted,, "you mean i got in? i've been accepted!?!" the wolf collapsed to the floor and the attendants helped him up into his chair.
group therapy Part 2
#2 of group therapy part 2 of group therapy, my cool new novel. had a lot of fun writing this, new character/characters too, lol. if there was ever an instance were real life were badly photoshopped, camp loosewater would be a shining example.
group therapy part 3
#3 of group therapy ha, had a blast with this one. hope you're enjoying these god some of the tags on here are weird "you're new?" the fox asked, pointing as if he recognized him.
group therapy Part 11
#11 of group therapy dying and drying amongst all the traumatizing things that have happened, its easy to lose sight of the small things. foods. the textures of bedsheets. the feel of the sand as it scratches into your ankles.
group therapy Part 4
#4 of group therapy this parts called 'hynde paws'. the shadow being cast by the window frames had grown to stretch across the length of the court, like a handful of ember fingers.
group therapy Part 7
#7 of group therapy we're all just how we're stained ryan's first night of sleep had gone as bad as he had expected it. the bear's snores were so loud, that ryan considered whether this was the trait that had earned the bear his nickname.
group therapy Part 9
#9 of group therapy ears. might be our young coyote's nickname yet ryan woke up to the sound of screaming. well, _close_ to screaming: it was that horrifying call that the other boys were somehow able to make.
group therapy Part 6
#6 of group therapy how do these dogs get their water? here's a crazy fact: ryan was starting to feel a tad a hint of chemistry with a certain hyena. and no, not that crazy naked one who'd been jacking off in that other chapter.