Nightmare Plantae
Grant's voice rings in frysco's mind. the sound of his taunting voice is almost a respite from the utter silence frysco is subjected to. 'what's happening? what is it doing to me?' frysco thinks. "you are something like a battery for it.
The Club (Part Three)
Robin brought frysco to a mirror to see his new body. frysco's jaw would have dropped if it were capable.
The Club (Part One)
The anthro horse glared at frysco once he arrived. "where's your letter?" he asked firmly. frysco could tell the anthro horse was stronger than almost any human was.
The Club (Part Two)
The bird pulled back and began urinating, and he pulled back enough that his urine landed on frysco's tongue. frysco now knew the bird also knew that frysco was alive, but it didn't matter. he couldn't do anything to stop it.
The Club (Part Seven)
Instead, a gryphon that looked 'very' like frysco sat in that chair. in fact, the gryphon looked almost exactly like frysco.
WereCondom
Regardless of how ready frysco was, nikoli put frysco on the tip of his equine shaft, and stretched him out. as he unraveled frysco's condom shape around his cock, one could see the etched form that he once was.
The Club (Part Five)
Unfortunately, frysco could not walk without those high heels.
The Club (Part Four)
Time passed for frysco silently.
Burning the Midnight Oil
Our dear frysco has been handling some late-night work, and even gone under the radar about a few...less legal things. when mr. dark finds out, he won't be happy...even if frysco agrees to show him his newest project!
Consider a New Treatment
"i don't think you quite understand my intentions, my dear frysco." samson's voice explained, taking on a darker tone that caused frysco to shiver slightly.
The Devil in the Details
_ a deep voice spoke with surprising eloquence in frysco's mind.
Night of the Pooltoy Cockatrice
"yeah, that's definitely not him," tyla looked back at frysco and then at the phone. "and what is it you saw in here?" frysco asked. "best show him, maybe he knows," tyla said.