Picnic Table

**© 2014 TheOrigamist** The first thing that Gene noticed was that the picnic table had a blanket on top, like a tablecloth for the afternoon. The old wolf raised his eyebrows, but made no judgment. It was a personal choice, he supposed, although he...

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Lawrence and Liam

**Disclaimer**** : This is a piece of fiction depicting nonconsensual sexual relations between an adult and a minor, albeit in a fantastic setting. Reader discretion is advised, you pervert. Also, I accidentally put this on private. Fixed.** Lawrence...

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Look At Me

The tiger closed the door behind him, locking it with a flick of his finger. The satisfying click propelled him into the kitchen, where he set his backpack down on the counter. His lunchbox was thrown unceremoniously next to the kitchen cabinet, and...

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The Ripeness of Spring

On Monday, Amon brought strawberries. They were bulbous and bloody and filled with seeds, and he loved the roughness as he sank his teeth into them. The young bat looked around the playground and watched the third-graders on the swings. Some of the...

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Head to the Shore

© TheOrigamist 2014 Lucas tapped his bare feet on the ground, shifting his weight as he tried to relax on the stone. The family's campsite had been here for a few generations, and so many people had climbed on top of the old granite stone that it...

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Did he hurt you? Part 3

"How much longer?" Logan whined, sitting on the edge of his bed and kicking his feet. "Mommy n' daddy are gonna be home soon. "Not for two hours, Logan." "But what if they come sooner?" "Doesn't matter, I'm done setup and we...

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CTContest - Secrets and Questions

**SLAM** Cory sighed, sinking back into the leather couch and into his loneliness. There went his parents again, two lawyers who never agreed on anything except for food,...

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Did he hurt you? Part 2

_Where am I?_ _You're in a house._ _There is a boy here._ _He is looking at you._ _..._ _He's crying._ Joel closed his eyes tightly, counting one two three four, open. Logan still stood there, in a...

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The Locker Room Moment

DISCLAIMER: This story is blatant fantasy, furry pedophilia. But not rape, God no. Rape is bad. So is non-consensual molestation and stuff. So I don't endorse those, but you know what I do endorse? Love and understanding to those deserving. So,...

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After-School Snack

[Cubs? Yiff? No? Then go knot yourself] Can I be the first to say that I absolutely LOVE the lunches my cafeteria makes? I'm serious. Most other fifth-graders moan and groan and phlegm to get their point across, that the apples are bruised, that the...

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Under the Endless Sky - UNFINISHED

Under the Endless Sky T.O. I never really wanted to go to summer camp, but mom and dad always said I needed to get out more. Why get out more? Where do I have to go? It's not like anyone's expecting me. My name is Timothy Ross, and...

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Did he hurt you?: Part 1

Scratch. Scratchscratchscratch. The silence was deafening. _Scratch._ "And did either of you hurt each other, physically?" The young racoon sat...

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