Scraps - Across the Æther
"Azure, please bring the last coil online." "Yes, My Lady." The assistant picked up the thick copper cable, and dropped the terminus over the last pin, tightening the screw clamp. The fox furrowed her brow a moment as she sat in the thickly...
Throatwrecker: Patron Demon of Straight Razors
"Drat and bother. I forgot to pick up new needles for the electrolysis machine..." Lynn muttered, half to herself and half to the rat strapped to the examination table in the middle of her laboratory. "Still, I'm not happy with the resistance readings...
A Place for Ones Like These
"You'll be fine," the Canine steward told himself as he made his way down the hallway toward the patio where the lady of the house took her afternoon refreshment, "You've known her since you were a little pup. How upset could she be?" Unfortunately, he...
Scraps - Master's Pillow
Bundled though she was, the rat still felt the mattress shift, softly squeaking springs echoing the sound she would be making if her collar had not been turned off for the night. Her legbinder was pulled up toward her chest and her tail tightly wrapped...
Scraps - Cat and Rat (Better?)
The rat girl nuzzled against the feline's leg, closing her eyes and churring softly speaking just below where the amplifier kicks in, "I'd eat you, if it ... please you." The cat stroked the rat's cheek a moment before she curled her claws under the...
A Present for the Dragon
"So sweet. Always my favorite arm binders, wrist to opposing elbow behind you puts your tits out there so nicely." The rodent held her chin high, never dropping against her clockwork and vaccuum tube posture collar, shuddering only slightly as the...
Moonlight and Witchfire
The light of the full moon creeps into the clearing and discovers someone already there. It is a female, fur white in the glow of the moon, vulpine and voluptuous. One of the fox maids of the Grove. She stands against the trunk of a leaning tree, her...
Hoppy Easter Forever
"Well hell, I didn't think any of those losers even remembered I was still here." Alex picked up the little basket, actually more like a pastel watercolored carry out container, and looked at the note scribble across the top. "Hoppy Easter Forever....