I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** She starts to walk passed me but stops. I curtsy as she enters your home. She suddenly turns to me, the front door still o...
"You! Out of my way, fool! You..hey! I'm talking to you!" As those cold dead eyes shift to me most would falter under that dread gaze, but not me. Not The Bastard. I quell before the eyes of none, living or dead. "Good of you to take note that I was addressing you, swine." I walk down the quay till I'm almost stepping into his boat. He moves to bar my way,...
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. ***** Mare Mounting Menna flicked her tail. Standing a...
This erotic story features anthropomorphic (furry) characters, intelligent humanoid beings with both animal and human characteristics. "Thrusty's" SHORT STORY Gary and his wife Kat explored the sex shop, seeing what it had to offer. This place was a speciality retailer both of them had heard about online. It focused on breeding, reproduction, raw bareb...
Author's note: Finally Gumdrop's story approaches its end... This is the last submission before the finale in chapters 20 and 21. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least t...
The Daughter of Frigg Book 2 - A Sister's Heart From the Diary of: Megan Easter Gossler As told by: Owen Nomrist Omega - The High Plain Centaur Tribe were farmers inhabiting the area of Levering south of Vantage. Walking there from Echo Basin should have taken 5 hours, but loaded down with 10 gryphon carcasses it took all day to make the trek. The walk...
fPompey lay in the back of the wagon and tried to take a nap which was difficult on the bumpy hard packed but rutted dirt road. It was spring and the smell of the fresh flowers and the manure laded fields brought the primal instincts of rebirth and reproduction to all of life. Unlike the many thousands of unfortunates who had perished during the trip Pompey...
Down Home on the Ranch (Saturday, continued) Fran stood in the shade of a big maple tree, eating a late lunch and thinking. She'd spent the morning pulling her Mistress's little cart, which had been a rush - she loved the tinkling of her bridle bells, and the sounds of her hooves as she trotted over one of the little wooden bridges over the creek. And she l...
This is a chapter from a novel. I penned this work a year ago. However, it has a certain charm. It's set in the 1820's in post Colonial New Jersey, where I grew up. I swear I know these characters, and actually they are local historical characters and I know where they are buried. I have played on their graves. Garrett Cortelyou was a Revolutionary War soldi...
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 in all of my stories are over eighteen an...