The Mist
**The Mist** written by Leo\_Todrius and Trickster\_D Commissioned by IZ-ART The sounds of industry filled the city, echoing down the tight streets and alleyways like the blood of civilization. The roadways were full of cars from countless years...
Mist and Shadow (chapter 2)
Chapter two: We lived in sort of a school. We lived here and were fed and such, and we received training. We learned to survive in a world that hated us, and in return the soldiers here got special training against us. Coming to this school though...
The Pissst - Ch.3: F^ed!
The idea of it makes her shake like a fish out of water, cumming again as the beast takes his new mate off through the front door of the store and deep into the unknowns of the mists. she can hear someone scream her name in the distance. kind of.
Into The Mists
Truth be told i wasn't expecting to find you in the mists. we all thought you had perished in the fractals." "i thank you for saving me sir. though if i may ask, why were you in the mists?" he pointed at his blade, sohothin.
A vaporeons new life
Dusk grabs her and kisses her muffling her moan and shoves her tongue down mist's throat keeping her quite.
Among Haze and Mist
Please, i am a creature of the mists, of this earth itself.”
Mists of Lust
There were certain problems with being a nomadic tribe. First and foremost among them was that in the world they lived in, many things remained entirely unknown. To move from place to place, with everything always changing... There was plenty of things...
Minotaur in the Mist
Don't read this story if you're underage \*blah-blah\* heh, hope you like it! And yes there's vore, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Simple as that ^\_^ Enjoy! "Uh...Where the Hell are we?" asked the young anthro skunk. "No idea, I'm...
The Dragon in the Mist
A rock wall, craggy and ragged, rose before me – and then there he was, the dragon, a massive head rising from the swirling, churning mists, elegant and refined, almost whiskery appendages around his jaw line, though they were only, at most, three inches in
Beneath the Blindfold
Somewhere in the mists, brother mhenlo smiled at his good deed.
The Major's New Herd
The horses moved on with the mists, or perhaps the mists followed them.
Creature of the Mist
#### Some friends of mine keep prodding me into writing and posting stories, so this is my first one. I hope you all like it and any comments would be appreciated. The following story is intended for an adult audiance. A young scientist is...