Don't Sell to Product

Don't Sell to Product By DirtCoyote Don smiled, peering clear through the hole in Zara Lee's chest out back to the smoking ring singed into his front door. Zara, the cheating ferret not fully aware of his emptied chest cavity, stood frozen with his...

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Daddy's Little Holiday Party: Slave

Daddy's Little Holiday Party By Dirt Coyote Slave Not even a good fifteen minutes in, did Slave have enough of Jonah. He looked over to the other boot next to his muzzle and noticed the sheen of spit on top. There was no doubt that Pet had to...

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What Was Your First Spell?

What Was Your First Spell? By Dirt Coyote Ernesto's eyes lit as the question danced around the grey in his large vulpine ears. A long mischievous grin pulled his muzzle back and lifted whiskers high. The coyote cub standing across his desk...

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Daddy's Little Holiday Party: Pet

Daddy's Little Holiday Party By Dirt Coyote Billy "Who's a good boy?" Daisy asked in a sign, petting though his head post-orgasm. I am! It's me! I'm a good boy! Pet answered in pants and soft woofs, adjusting himself as Hugo...

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Daddy's Little Holiday Party: Master

Daddy's Little Holiday Party Master By Dirt Coyote With the pat of his hip, Carl called Pet over to his side. The fox's trained ears picked it up almost immediately, and he scampered over to him. The office party was going well, though...

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Wild Thing

Wild Thing By DirtCoyote I shouldn't have been here at this party. This marble fox doesn't fit in and everyone knows it. There's a group of guys just standing next to me, joking and laughing their asses off loudly. It's embarrassing that I'm...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 7

## Pet By DirtCoyote Billy only made it to the end of the driveway before he threw his board out into the woods. Fuming, he kicked up rocks and leaves, thinking of Mr. Flacks the entire time. Cars flew down the highway at dangerous speeds, the...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 6

Friends By DirtCoyote "You're gonna fucking take it all, bitch," Jonah roared into the basement. The maned wolf was strapped to his own wooden horse, pulling hard at the restraints. He hadn't expected the raccoon to have gone so rough on him....

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 5

Family By DirtCoyote "Rekha, shut up," Carl sighed just as he put the car into park and sagged into the driverseat The droplet on the car's center console screen wobbled for a second, Rekha listening in before replying back with, "Hmph." and going...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 4

## Slave By DirtCoyote Everett swung his head around, trying to follow the sound of his father's voice. Behind him was just the same endless fields of grass, flowers, and trees. They all rose and fell with his breathing, a calmness coming over him as...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 3

## Master Carl stroked Everett's mane while the VR headset he wore loaded the program. He knew his son was too exhausted to try and fight it off of him, but he took the extra precaution to tighten the straps. The tablet in his paw displayed what...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 2

Daddy's Little Dropout By DirtCoyote ## Son Everett gasped and swung around, yanking the headset off of his ears. Heart pounding, he pulled himself partly out of the chair. Something had made a sound, that was for sure, but there was also a...

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