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CATCHING CINDERS https://sofurry.com/u/SilverAlethia/f/V1YA5Or1 Catching Cinders is my most current release and my best work to date. This is a contemporary erotic furry romance. CW: Pokéfurs, Mpreg, Consensual Incest Between Adults, and sooooo many...
Catching Cinders 00: An Open Letter To ScyStorm
So… Burning Curiosity is a piece of furry media that I have a long history with. For those who don’t know, my time with the furry fandom began as a rather mercenary relationship. I was doing story comms on my defunct DA account for a while and...
Catching Cinders Ch. 01: Settling In
“Ungh, wait, that's gonna be too tight!” “Stop whining, Kiddo. It'll fit just fine!” “Yeah, it just needs a push! We'll do the grunt work- all ya gotta do is guide it in!” “al_-_ **huff** _-_alright, dad. on three?” **“** _ **one… two…** _ _ **-**...
Catching Cinders Paralogue 15.5: Sword of Damocles
… **Week Thirty-One…** _...Monday: Elan..._ "Mister Ardor, are you still with us?" Elan startled, mortified. _That was supposed to be a blink._ The lecture hall echoed as stragglers shuffled out the back doors. For all intents and purposes, he and...
Catching Cinders Ch. 14: Smooth Sailing
* * * … **Week Twenty-Eight…** Elan leaned against the railing that led to an aged condo complex. The glass doors were polished clean but Elan avoided looking at them for fear his reflection. He didn't want to see how easily he'd become winded. _Oh...
Catching Cinders Ch. 13: Cognitive Dissonance
… **Week Twenty-Six…** “Are you almost ready, Lovely?” Tyson stood outside one of the guest bathrooms. He dutifully kept his eyes forward as he waited. It was odd. Aideen was never coy about getting ready around him. _Now’s a pretty rich time...
Catching Cinders Ch. 15: Derecho
##### * * * … **Week Thirty…** Two fire-types growled atop messy sheets: a tangle of thrashing limbs and snaking tails. Blue and gold sparks skipped like stones over the surface of the bedspread with every exhalation. The Ninetales...
Catching Cinders Ch. 03: Knowing the Odds
* * * **…Week Five…** Elan glanced at the clock. seven-the-fuck-o’clock. Over five fuckin' hours since he’d been whisked into the hospital and forced to changed into this scratchy gown. The garment was miserably thin and the room he was in so drafty...
Catching Cinders Ch. 06: American Healthcare is a Farce
* * * **…Week Eleven…** “Calig Stallone.” A croaky voice called into a waiting room that stank of sterile latex. Elan and Calig glanced at each other before vacating their slightly-too-small chairs. They were met by a wrinkly Sharpedo at the...
Catching Cinders Ch. 02: Worst Case Scenario
* * * **…Week Five…** Elan had his paws curled underneath his yellow miniskirt as he scrolled through his assigned reading. It was for his costuming class next Monday. He’d learn to love clothes and sewing back in high school but this textbook was...
Catching Cinders Ch. 05: Ground Rules
* * * **…Week Ten…** Elan covertly peeked at Owyn over the top of his phone. The Arcanine was sprawled over the couch, shirtless and beer in hand. Elan’s nose wrinkled, but he hid it behind his phone. _Fuck he stinks when he drinks. And not...
Catching Cinders Ch. 04: Unicorn Hunt
* * * **…Week Eight…** Elan and Calig sat next to each other at the _Brick’n’Mortar_, Flynt U's campus cafe that had picked up the unfortunate nickname of “The Brick.” True to its name, the interior facade was red brick walls and fake cherrywood...