Sex and Drakes and Rock 'n Roll
The sun burned hot and electric at sunrise. Somewhere calls to prayer were sounding and a thousand cheap radios blared pirated rock. A vixen hung slumped over a windowsill, fur bleeding and torn in patches, naked and staring at the landscape in dull...
Maternal Leave
Eight pages. Eight individual sheets of homework are on her desk for every single student in her class, and this is without their work packets due later today. She had tried so hard so clear the backlog, but it's not all her fault- every sheet, even...
Rifledrake: Bent Over, Blood-Spattered
People on the concourse moved away as she came through. All through the uncomfortable flight, she'd had her run of the aisle. The taxicabs at the airport gave her no trouble at all when she jumped the queue. Nobody even came running when she'd boarded...
The Elysian School of Recreational Podiatry
I had to give them credit for working fast. My fingertips were still tingling from the test massage, remembering the way the pandawoman's stockings slid across her sore feet, when they sent me in for my first shift. The Elysian School of Recreational...
It Takes A Child
Another slow July day began at 11:53 A.M., GMT offset -6, as Adam rolled out of bed with a muzzy groan. He'd been popping in and out of a lazy, prolonged dream for the past two hours and grabbed a few precious threads of it before the covers finally...
Notepad 1: The Encroacher
(The following is a collection of two chapters, plus change, of a series I gave up writing from lack of feedback. Have a blast.) Prologue: The stars are right Sometimes, the reformation process went awry. It was already flawed enough,...
Bruxa 1/2: Breaking the Fast
Racks of catalogued trophies gathered dust in their shelves as the mistress of the house woke from her content slumber. The female slowly opened one eye, prodded her stomach with one paw to judge how much it shrank overnight, and muzzily rolled off of...
Fish in a Barrel
An unspecified date, an unspecified time, an open stretch of the illimitable Pacific. Shortly before things change. An albatross examines the waters below from a comfortable altitude of fifty meters, fluctuating as it lets thermals carry it along...
Bruxa 2/2: Size Isn't Everything
Bruxa crawled out of her home with a rumbling yawn, rear end high in the air as she stretched out all six legs. Today was Rape Day, an odd highlight of the local calendar; it came right between Wednesday and Thursday. Giant wolverines, bears, and all...
Coed Tag-Team, or, Rats Have Neat Toes
The ratgirls insisted on coming in together, of course. I'd barely managed to usher the two of them in and smile apologetically at them before they couldn't resist temptation any longer. I just had to turn my back on them! I'd just locked the door...
Winner Takes All
You got the damn thing recording yet? Alright, give me a second. Hand me some water and I'll start. Damnit, late again. I dive onto the couch a full second behind the lovely raccoonette whose apartment I've been shacked up in since last...
Rough Justice
Okay, you want me to prove I'm not just some spineless close-lover, that I actually care about my sister? Okay, dumbass, I'll spin a tale to make you blink. It starts off with me and Alyssa going to the corner store. This was when we first moved...