Troubled Son
The young human was unable to keep his fingers out of his raven black hair. After his first half a year as a guard at the main gates of Krelholm, his life had turned a lot more scary and unmanageable. Not to say he did bad or was unprepared for his...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part1: Lone Wolf
After a few weeks spent job hunting with no results, I decided to lower my standards and look at the postings for less exciting positions. Lo and behold, someone thought I'd make a good mail carrier. I know I shouldn't complain -- the job pays well...
Wolf Relic
What we desire is rarely what we actually want. Fear dictates our infatuations far more often than experience does, rationalized desires giving brimstone hearts a wide berth. It is no wonder then that many stumble away from their innermost truths, or...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Dreams: Feral Mating
From now on I'm going to write down every notable dream I can remember. At times they are just as exciting as my regular love-making, or they are so weird I cannot shake them for days. The one I had today falls to the first category. Mostly. Losing...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part2: Playing the Orc
As easily as I wag my tail, I bid goodbye to my wolf lover and the valley I called home for the past week. While I had some luck, the profits I made were in no way decent. If to make any living at all I had to turn to the closest big village, if not...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part3: Formal Defilement
Had I known what was ahead of me, I would have turned tail then and there. The city of Krelholm loomed in front of me and with every step I made I felt worse and worse. Even with the handful of cash I lifted off the orc I couldn't make the trip to the...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part15: Tied Together
I had plenty of nightmares on my travels in the recent days and weeks. Only crossing the west border and escaping the Kingdom of Cyrilia has lifted some of that burden, which had been with me ever since I had met the spawn of hell known as Lilith. Some...
From Marcella With Love - Story
Frozen snow crunches under your boots as you make your way through the cold landscapes of a not entirely familiar forest passage. Despite the frigid air sneaking under your clothes and licking at your skin, you're sweating hot with exertion. There is...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Epilogue
## Friday of February, year 884, Kingdom Wafftam Every page smells of our past adventures. Marcella's tears are imprinted into the paper along with the blood of her past fights and the seed of our love. I remember it like today, how she scribbled into...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part8: Dancing in the Rain
My new companion is softly snoring next to me, giving me ample time to lose myself in these pages. I'd rather not write when he's awake; he would surely want to read the diary. I don't trust him enough to let him do that yet. The idea of him flipping...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part5: Crossing Lines
This thick vixen forgot to close the window before she went to sleep. Not only did I wake up cold to the bone, I was also in a very lewd position. My lengthy self pleasuring session must have taken its toll on my body. My muzzle deeply stuffed into a...
Diary of a Fox Slut-Part7: Saying Goodbye
I'm writing this entry as a goodbye to Krelholm, which has offered me both the worst and the best one could expect from life. I am once again going to wander the long, lonely roads of the kingdoms, lost in expanses of forest and the twisting nooks of...