Send Moon Pics!!! - A Werewolf Short
Ba-Ding! Wh-what? My phone's all lit up. I roll over and pick it up. One new text. It's 4AM, who the fuck is texting me now. I look in the messages. Unknown number, one message: "Send moon pics!!" ...what? I reply. "Can't your ass see...
Dungeon Gapers
* * * Deep in the dungeon, a fox prepared for his evening. Simon was his name, and he was a slender, slighlty muscular, red-furred fellow. His body adorned from eartip to toe in magnificent tattoos and numerous piercings. He wore a black jockstrap,...
Ride of a Lifetime
Lukas slicked back his mullet with the water from the basin and looked at himself in the mirror. The possum gave himself a final check over, noting his two rear teeth which poked out around the top of his muzzle, the holes in his ear lobes where his...
Hyper-Con #1 - Gaping in the Locker Room
"Good game gorgeous." "Thanks stud~" The fox replied, feeling Sam, the wolf, press up against his back in a hug. The pair were in their jockstraps, socks and trainers, the grey wolf's in bright yellow, the orange fox's in navy blue. The...
The Hadfield Robbery
The date was the 20th of August 1998. Manchester Piccadilly railway station sat in near perfect silence. The sky was still dark and all that could be heard was the sound of mechanical clocks, a dull buzz from the lethal electrical cables dangling from...
A Sweet October Night
Thomas stirred in bed. It looked like another uneasy night. The banging from the plumbing had gotten worse day on day with no end in sight. It wasn't a problem during the day, but at night the temperature would dwindle and the pipes would start to...
Old Speckled Fuchs
Chapter 1: Charles. I walked to the bar with Charles. He insisted he buy me a pint and from here he began to babble. Oh heavens what a sweet voice he had. Fluttering and swirling, rising and falling with skittish abandon. He was explaining his golf...
The Fate of Frank Wright
I awoke to find myself on a riverbank. It was comfortable, the grass was soft, but I ached all over. I must have been out having a good time. I staggered to my feet and looked down at my figure. Was this my suit? "Was" being the optimum term. There...
The Ringmaster's Welcome
"Where are you goin'?" "A casino, officer." The doberman sniffed the air. "Where's your ID card?" The dingo twitched, then forced a smile. "I don't know what you mean Officer, I've given you my drivers licence and registration. Do I need to carry...
The Salt and The Wound
"You want your usual, Wally?" "It is a fine night for bourbon." The raccoon muttered. He watched the doberman in the leather thong pour the hazel alcohol into a small glass, then slide it across the counter to him. He stared at the little ice cube...