Life by the Page: Martha Talks
> Hello everyone! Firstly, I'd like to thank you for reading "Life by the Page", secondly, I would like to take the time to let you in on what's been going on with Chekhov. He has been very busy in the past couple of months and hasn't even touch his...
Death Monologue
You. The one with the lungs. There. Clutching so tightly to a screen. Staring blankly as I stare, as I talk to you. i The fallen people, walking under me. The fallen walking forever In circles around my throne, in circles around...
Origin of the Plushie Form
Voice recording for 01-12-12977 ARCC time. This is Altarious Ezeri, making some voice notes on the history of the Living Plush form that I've created. Where to start... Well, might as well start with that. Living Plush is a form that uses very...
Darkness of A Tortured Soul
Darkness Of A Tortured Soul (c) Cederwyn Whitefurr June, 2003. All Rights Reserved. \*\*\* This story is not a work of fiction, but is based in cold, hard reality. Its a 'snapshot' of the very real pain and suffering I live with, as pennance for...
Life Like Monologues
[everything below this sentence is basically copy-pasted from adultfanfiction.net, save for one or two alterations {mostly grammar and such}] If you are not legally permitted to read this type of material [if you are under the age of 18 or this...
Oklacon
OklaconBy: Silverback Christianpaw I remember the day very well. My friend and I sitting around his computer as we watched video of a group of fursuiters shooting nerf rockets at each other and for some reason I couldn't explain, I was mesmerized....
Black's Monologue
A gay bdsm porn story entirely told as a monologue. hello there! yes, that blindfold keeps you from seeing me. well, unfortunately it has got to stay in place.
NCOD monologue
This is a monologue/poem that i wrote for national coming out day that i performed. it's written to my younger brother (first person i came out to).
UVGE
We carry our past with us. I don't mean just our memories and emotions, but our heritage. Our genes are full of rudimentary code, our bodies designed for anything but the void of space. There's no need to have a tail, no need for claws or canine...
The Wolf of Ragnorok
I sense you. You cannot hide from me on my own island. Just because I cannot see or smell doesn't mean every sense I have has been dulled by this damnable rope. Listen here, mortal, to me. The tale of Fenrir, the wolf of doomsday, is not as you...
Dirty Talk for the Submissive
Author's note: this is a long, dramatic monologue to help the submissive furs under us let off some steam! this story won't be a descriptive one, but an oral experience.
Exercise -- Write About a Premonition
As I've mentioned in my profile, I'll occasionally upload things that are snippets, observations, character studies, or just a part of a story that I'm playing with. Writing exercises can sometimes provide a wonderful starting point... or even a very,...