The Ermine Princess
The ermine had a fine coat of snow-white fur and a long tail that hung down against the hip of her horse, which was just as pale as her.
The Ermine Prince
"shouldn't we be using ermine musk instead?" i asked as they were pulling me to my feet. "that would make it too obvious!" janice scolded me.
The Happy Ermine
In most industries, size difference didn't matter anymore, but in a business like the happy ermine, where appearance mattered the most, size was still relevant.
Passed Out In Daddy's Bed
"i, uh... think i accidentally kicked it off earlier," the stoat said after a few moments. and then, "sorry." deacon grunted, and pulled himself free of the stoat.
The stop
The stoat rolled his eyes. "cameras? seriously?" "body cameras! so that we can..." he caught dan's glare and trailed off. "so you can?" the stoat prodded. "f-f-for evidence. we could --" "_evidence_?" civilians.
The exclusive (Pledge Drive, Part 1)
The stoat's fingers found the zipper of her photographer's vest, tugging it down sharply.
To the Stars
Kyle returned the stoat's gesture, unwilling to let go. wordlessly nodding the stoat's muzzle gave off the barest smile. kyle was thankful for the support even from a stranger.
Technology That Lets You Fuck Yourself
The ermine jumped up and sprinted to the door. he hastily opened the door and was greeted by a bored-looking mailman. "laulu, is this correct?", the man asked him. the ermine nodded eagerly and replied: "yes, that's me!" "that's for you then."
Trailer Trash
The stoat wisely advised. “i got her a bunch of that shit for christmas, and she complains how there’s not enough room in the cabinets.” he replied. the stoat grunted in reply.
Matching donations (Plege Drive, Part 3)
_on the heels of "the exclusive" and "evening edition," sandra callaway offers the stoat danny hayes a trade.
Months At Sea
The shirtless ermine said ripping the magazine from the polar bears paws.
The Goad, the Bat, and the Unctuous
"yes..." the ermine whispered, still loosing his load.