The Potent Protein Pump
Decro grunted as he strained against the shaft of the barbell that he was holding across his chest. He was lying face up on the weights bench with his feet on the ground as he did his bench presses with an impressive amount of weights on either side of...
Walled In
"Mfft!" There's not a lot of sounds you can make if you find yourself gagged with an oversized ball gag and covered in a thick latex hood. Unfortunately, that was the situation Decro found himself in. But that was the least of his worries. The rest...
How Artists Collaborate
I'm not sure where I am when I wake up. Cool air brushes against my bare skin, and I notice that I've been stripped of my clothes. I look around in confusion. There are soft glows of blue and purple from lights around me, but the rest of the room is...
Gone to the Dogs (Jarin)
I'm not one for gambling, but when you come to the Silver Serpent Casino, something about it feels less sinful. If anything, it makes me feel like a refined gentleman, sitting amongst other well-dressed guests as I receive the payout for another...
Stop and Stallion
"Yo, are you using that?" "Huh?" Marbo's focus was broken. The wolf nodded towards the barbell on the bench press rack that Marbo was sitting on. "No, no. I'm done." The grey-furred rabbit hastily grabbed his towel and got off the bench. He had...
Caught off Guard
Moire grimaced. The shack loomed over the hills like an ugly wart on the face of the Earth. Unlike the quaint wooden cottages in the countryside, this house was made of grey stones stacked together to form its uneven walls. Additional rooms were built...
Swallow Your Pride
Recognise this gorgeous face? The signature flick of the hair? The million-dollar smile? Yup, it's me, John LeRoux. You don't recognise me? Seriously? I'm the face of so many brands. Luxury brands, mind you. Avel, Mauris Fletcher, Illumia, and many...
Gone to the Dogs (Coco)
The Silver Serpent is nice, I guess? The aesthetics are nice, but I don't like casinos. I watch Jarin finish another round of poker. He doesn't gamble either, so I don't know why he wants to play poker all of a sudden. I pace around idly. Maybe I...
Product of Oblivion
Have you ever been in the clutches of oblivion? Imprisoned in a void with no escape, your mind the sole place of refuge from the emptiness around you, your thoughts the only company from the solitude beyond. But like a gramophone disk, each playback...
Job Reassignment
The eagle in the next room looks at me with pleading eyes, and for a second I forget there's a one-way glass pane between us. He's in a white-panelled room just like mine, but our rooms have very different purposes. I stand in front of a touchscreen...
The End of a Rivalry
 The humid air of the alien planet seemed to permeate Cozar's skin with its thick, putrid fumes. His helmet trapped his perspiration, making the experience an ordeal. He grunted, trudging...