Demonic desires
arbon shakes his head a bit, his green hair wavers calmly in the weak night winds before heading out of his den.
Holly Doggy Treats Chapter 1
"arbon, arbon, arbon. really?" she tsks. "you spend so much time teasing me and making me question my predator status, and now you want mercy? why, dear rodent.
FR08: I will stove your head in for your insolence
You can ask for me, arbon, but anyone at the tent will know what to do. we're here to serve your laundry needs, squire rust." the otter's soft voice was full of pride when he spoke.
Yedmichi's Tail (first draft) Prologue
This is the start of an idea thats started running in my head since starting to talk with my best friend, arbon, again after nearly a year. its the origan story of my furson's incubus clan leader.
Face to Face
Long ago, arbon gave me an idea for how one of the usual macro/micro tropes would turn out in my setting. like most of his ideas, it was great, and like most ideas i get, it collected dust for years until i finally got around to using it.
Gesshru Chapter 1
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Flash Fictions Fall 2016
He liked to rile the stuffy military types and commander xavius arbon was no exception. he spread his legs, still paying no attention even as the servants worked to dry every inch of his hips and groin.
Lets Embrace My Deer Vore story Commision
Lips locked together in a sensual embrace, her chest against his while the world all but slips away. She could feel the warmth between her own legs rising higher than the heat of his fur. He could feel the itch on his horns, a desire to arch his head...
Gesshru Chapter 5
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Holly and Arbon Apple Fight Story
Nibblenibblenibble. The quiet munching of a mouse, tucked away in some secluded field. The crunch of flesh between my jaws and that juicy dribble down my lips. It was an apple of course, fresh, young, still sweet and ripe even after that bruise from...
Lets embrace my deer 4
The delivery horse did not so much walk as waddle, gingerly making sure the door was closed behind him and taking his packages back toward the sidewalk. His pants were obnoxiously tight fitting now, never enough to be painful but clearly keeping...
Teleportation troubles
"Jeff Collins, retinal scan confirmed. You may enter" an attractively feminine, but clearly mechanical voice stated just as the thin, human male pulled his face away from that annoying red light. The door slid open; fans turned on and blasted the...