They're Just Little Aliens, After All...
This is a weird story, though it might or might not be gross depending on your perspective. It's got medical stuff in it, boars, and kinda weird creatures that 'do things' between your legs which you might not particularly like. Or you might...
Unicorn\'s Maiden
Note: This is a rather dirty story. It involves sex. And scat and wet stuff you probably won't want to read. So don't read it! Especially if you're not supposed to for some reason, like if you're ridiculously young or offended by doing bad things...
Wolf, My
There's nothing like having your own wolf. I mean, you can't go around telling the average person 'Hey, come and see my wolf'. Even if they believed you, it isn't that kind of wolf. Not the kind you'd want to go showing around, anyway, except at those...
Loving Like A Wolfwere
Gosh! I wrote this quite a while ago. Cleaned it up a little and here it is. I'm actually curious if anyone likes it because it's a little bit... odd. In fact, you probably shouldn't read it. Nooo, what are you doing...!? Don't...
Party After
"Frigid bitch," echoed in the hallway as meaty hands gripped the doorframe to keep him upright. Jake was one drunk bull, reeking of beer and sweat, but he was determined not to pass out like the losers out front. The ache of his fat balls made it...
Ruby Red and Scaly
When a dragoness is in need and chooses, well... --- The tan, black tipped dog lay sprawled in his foam-molded fold-out cot, listening to the wheezing rush of the air circulator. It had been another long night and, despite ten hours of sleep, he was...
Unicorn's Maiden Pt 2
It had been nearly a year now, a full pass of the seasons. Shelly was showing now, the rounded swell of her belly brimming with the new life of the unicorn she was always with. Her body had become white, covered in a silken fur, an amazon with the...
Party After - Cleanup After
Small, puffy white feet gingerly fell between the sprawled bodies on the front steps. The soft leather of their sandals made a whisper of sound as they fell on the concrete steps. Everything was carefully planned by the little mouse so he could sneak...
Party After - Morning After
Greg weaved to the right, sprinting past the reaching arms of a straining cheetah as he skirted along the tangle of both teams' front lines. He'd faked them all out, racing up past the fifty yard marker with the ball gripped tight under his arm. A...