This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The Filly Breeder "Ah, there's my little breedin...
Dedicated in equal parts love and lust to Whitney. * "Much of the Assembly is not please that you will be here." Chorus told me. Chorus isn't really her name, more of a job description, it is her job to narrate the rite, sort of like a Greek chorus, hence the name. Her hair is up in a bun, she is wearing glasses and a tweed pant suit. Somehow she is exh...
I wrote this short fantasy of mine inspired by the image "Horse Power" by Jay Naylor. I'd like to expand the story but it's a short offering until I finish the last chapter of a larger piece. This contains sadomasochism, dominance, furry anthro-on-human sex and a submissive rape fantasy. Be warned. I. It was my first day at the farm. I was staying here as...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to...
Author's note: This is a Furry BDSM story. Let me know if you like and I will post more! ***** Mike Brush's eyes furrowed as he stared at the eighteen year old human female soundly sleeping in his son's bed. Containing the growl rising from his throat the forty-two year old brown bear almost jumped when his wife placed a paw on his shoulder. He let out a s...
(I do not own the cover picture) There are many errors humanity has made. But we always came back from it. At least, we thought we did. I never thought that we would be be this far up shit creek without a paddle. We were in the midst of a fucking zombie apocalypse, after the pschopathic anthromorph also known as the American President started World War Three...
At the beginning of term in Oceanview U., California, my best friend Satomi told me she was planning to take an anthropology course. I went to the first few classes with her to see what it was like. It was kind of interesting. In one class, the prof talked about how anthropologists tell the difference between people from different parts of the world, using t...
This story is sure to contain femdom, specifically tease and denial and non-consent/sexual slavery, so I hope that's to your liking. Waking up in the middle of a summer meadow wasn’t so bad. At least the sun was warm and the ground was dry when I peeled my face up off it. I stood up and had a look around. Surrounding the grassy field were trees, and beyond t...
Screams throughout the night; wonderful, bone-chilling screams. A thrill went through the Slaver, a grin on his wicked features. His favorite tool to use, as most Masters did, was the dagger. He lived to flay flesh off the victims, loved to hear the shrieks and cries of pain as he slowly killed them. Who would have known that a Slaver could fall in love? B...
*As I got positive reactions to this story I thought to submit it here as well, even if it's not erotic. But since Sheep and Wolf was well received too I didn't want to withhold another romantic comedy involving anthro girls for those that like the theme. With one extra, it's a real harem. ;-) So let me know in the comments if you want to read the next cha...