[COMMISSION] Tentacle Planet

To the fox, there was nothing but the tentacles. Wet, slippery tentacles that grazed and danced. Firm, muscular tentacles that held him in place. Smaller limbs that probed and felt him. Larger limbs that forced his body just where they wanted. And, of...

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House Pet: Pilot

Tazi was a bit concerned waking up behind bars. The initial fog of coming to weighed heavily on her mind this morning, and she took longer than usual to make sense of the first things she saw when opening her eyes. But her fear was mitigated when she...

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House Pet Episode 1: Night of the Werepup

"Don't. Touch. Anything. Until I tell you to." Crista looked up from the book she was flipping through as Tazi entered the threshold, tone somehow even more stern and condescending than usual. Tazi immediately raised her handpaws up next to her...

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House Pet Episode 4: Cyberpup BRED

Beastkind has evolved. Cyborgs walk the streets while cars fly through the air. Megacorporations run the government from the shadows. Every night walking the streets of Nightmare City could be your last. And you're nobody special. Just an average joe,...

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House Pet Episode 3: Grinding on Buisness

Tazi hadn't been out to the "Historic District" as it was called in a while, but she could have sworn the warehouses didn't usually look this ominous. Something about the massive buildings barely lit by sparse street lamps made her warry, and they...

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House Pet Episode 2: Naughty Nefarious Nuisance

"Hmph." Tazi looked up from her phone, tilting her head in confusion at the frustrated grunt. "Mm-mmm, keep that head like it was." Above her, Pogono ran a sandy handclaw through the hound's bountiful head fur. He grit his teeth before taking up two...

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Umbral Theory

“Triple-Oh One?” Within a few moments, a pile of black liquid ungulated into the room. The slime stretched out into a shape: a short kobold with scales black as night, figure hourglass and shining in the low light. It wore nothing except a...

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