A Technicolored Nightmare
There was a big box on his bed, brightly wrapped with blue paper and tied with a green silky bow. Nobody had access to your home.. how did this get here? There was no note. No signs of forced entry. It... could only have gotten here by a talented...
Pumping Oil
Pumping Oil A smexy RP between SpontaneousFred and Blueballs Jerry the golden fox was taking a walk in his garden, smelling the flowers and enjoying the warmth of the sun. It was early in the morning, hence the tent in his trousers... you...
Cursed bed
Okay, I was younger when I wrote this. \>\_\> It's not perfect... but at least I wrote it. This story contains non-consensual stuff performed by furniture :3 He didn't know the bed was cursed when he brought it home from the furniture store......
Dragonheart
(Warning: The beginning of this story is completely unimportant. It goes into details of the main character's life that you will never, ever need to remember and will not come in useful anytime else ever! :D) "How did I get here?" I asked...
The Concoction
The concoction bubbled a little as I stared down into its purple, green, blue depths. Standing in my kitchen, I had followed the recipe I'd found on the internet to a T. It looked now just like the description said it would, smelled like it said...
Daniel's Closure - A christmas gift
Daniel sighed as he sat at the bar of the Pig and Whistle. It was early morning on December 24th, and the raccoon fullmorph was the only one at the bar apart from Gordy and some mice teefers at the Small Critter Zone. He stared drearily out the...
Runaway in the Raccoon - Sequel to Daniel's Dramatic Tale
Fallen leaves crunched beneath my paws as I strolled along the familiar forest shortcut home. It had been a long day--Melanie was expanding the Twin Bells to include chocolates and other sweets and I'd been running back and forth from the storeroom all...
Daniel's Dramatic Tale
My name is Daniel. One month ago I came down with the 'torch'. Blowtorch Fever, they called it. An appropriate name too, as you could've fried an egg on my human chest. Yes it is necessary that I describe my chest as human. You'll find out why...
The Lovely Glades
"The glades are lovely this time of year. The bees are buzzing, the birds chirping, the sun shining... everything is so tranquil." Such were the thoughts going through Leroy's head as he meandered gaily through the fields in the glades, taking wide...
The Silvered Lands
My paws stung with each step that I took, my back ached, my lips were dry and cracked, and still the sun relentlessely beat down on my already overheated body. If I had a razor, by god I would shave off all of this fur if only to cool down a degree or...