Love is Only Love
Horace Vandergelder, Mrs. Horace Vandergelder Just leave ev'rything to me Though it wont be like the first time How can it be like the first time? But Why does it have to be? Don't look for shooting stars For love is only love You touch and...
BLOOD TIES CHP 4
"tristan!" the wolf yelled and leapt over the kitchen counter towards the prone young man. \*\*\*\*\*\* i kept dreaming about all these people. i saw that man come into the bathroom, try to look at my dick and then, then... fuck! he bit me!
Affiliated Student Bodies, chpt 1 The Power of Love
This story is fan fiction based on the characters copyrighted by "Lance Rund" and "Chris McKinley) all copyrighted characters are property of their respective owners. This story takes place during the summer between semesters and after another...
the angel of shadows: chapter 1
Remember that tristan." the wolf bowed again. "yes... mistress evangelina." the gardevoir, better known as evangelina giovarni placed a gentle hand on tristan 's shoulder. "good. now go get some sleep tristan." "yes mistress."
Father and Pup (Un-updated)
Father and Pup Written by Tristanthewolf \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ My name is Tristan, and I'm down bad for daddies. Really, my spare time isn't used that well. All I do is jerk off to daddies. I think about daddies, talk...
On Leave
The vixen asked tristan. the wolf nodded victoriously. "uhg." the vixen moaned as reached her paw behind her back to undo her bra.
Warehouse Dog 1
**In an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of London.** Great, another night being spent inside this old warehouse, I would say that at least it is dry and warm but all the windows are broken so they let the cold air in and the roof has so many...
Aftermath
Cory Windrunner slumped, exhausted, barely able to keep herself on the hassock she had sat upon... how long ago? Hours? Months? Years? She had heard every word of a story spanning nearly a decade, felt as if she had somehow lived it, survived it, and...
The Stallion's Tale, Part 3
**_Eight Months Ago_** _BARRETT: Holy fucking hell, Gabe, I thought you knew._ The words on the Internet chat screen were left unattended as Gabriel fell back in his chair, fighting off emotions and thoughts that clawed and screamed for attention....
Collar 4 -- Need to Talk
I passed my forepaws over my face briefly, trying to regain my wits, then settled them in my lap. The events of the past week, not to mention the past hour or so, were taking a toll. I couldn't blame it on lack of sleep; I'd been sleeping like a happy...
Collar 3 -- Self Discovery
"He's in a spot o' bother, isn't he, little 'un?" "Very much so, Master, very much a spot of bother." "Quite the pickle, wouldn't ye say?" "A particularly large gherkin, Master, a prize-winning dill." "Kosher, d' ye think?" "It would not be my...
Collar 7 -- Verbum Dei
If you ask the average fur on the street (or library, or wherever), few would say that their favorite morning of the week is Thursday. Personally, I love it; it's my day of the week to sleep in, and I usually avoid making appointments on Thursdays. As...