Diary of a Fox Slut-Part10: Reflection of Agony
'permit to enter, kingdom of cyrilia, cyrila capital; issued on: 10th july 825; name: marcella gale...' five years since i had been there the last time, five years of searching for... i had decided long ago to forget. "your name?"
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part3: Formal Defilement
"marcella gale, twenty-six" he eyed me hungrily, top to bottom and asked for my birthplace and reason for visit. it was first time i really took a good look at him as well.
From Marcella With Love - Story
Frozen snow crunches under your boots as you make your way through the cold landscapes of a not entirely familiar forest passage. Despite the frigid air sneaking under your clothes and licking at your skin, you're sweating hot with exertion. There is...
Quite By Chance
“that's fucking marcella gale!" he heard dennison hiss sharply in his ear.
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part12: Blossom Enchained
"marcella gale. your infamy precedes you. you know, impersonating a noble in the castle is a serious offence. i want to know why you tried to seduce the duke schimon. and who exactly you work for."
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part1: Lone Wolf
After a few weeks spent job hunting with no results, I decided to lower my standards and look at the postings for less exciting positions. Lo and behold, someone thought I'd make a good mail carrier. I know I shouldn't complain -- the job pays well...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part15: Tied Together
I had plenty of nightmares on my travels in the recent days and weeks. Only crossing the west border and escaping the Kingdom of Cyrilia has lifted some of that burden, which had been with me ever since I had met the spawn of hell known as Lilith. Some...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part4: Big Vixen in a Small City
I remember being plagued by terrible dreams that night. Though the details escaped me, the emotions they stirred up remained within me for a long while; and just like those dreams, I'm incapable of describing them. I woke up to a spicy smell of...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part2: Playing the Orc
As easily as I wag my tail, I bid goodbye to my wolf lover and the valley I called home for the past week. While I had some luck, the profits I made were in no way decent. If to make any living at all I had to turn to the closest big village, if not...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Epilogue
I love you, marcella gale.
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part 20: Bedtime Tale
Covered head to toe in fresh blood, dried cum, black ash, and who knows what else, was not how I had imagined the whole of my plan playing out. I perched myself atop a stone throne, white tiles charred by fire and a red cloth cushion burned through so...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part18: Wolf Soup
The rough surface of the marble statue grazed against my fingertips as I inspected its curves. It was a close replica of the original statues built in the honour of the vixen goddess Tanith, a woman of legendary qualities that was nicked the patroness...