I felt my beloved husband of five years roll over in bed. I knew what came next; stretching and farting. I smiled softly; pretending to still be asleep. He would sit on the side of our bed for a moment before rising to get ready for another long day at work; leaving me and the baby to sleep away the pre-dawn hours. But this morning, the routine was broken...
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. **** Clucking for Transformation Will paused before th...
Chapter Twenty Two: The Final Battle Part Two I felt my wings spring forth I felt them flex and settle. They had grown. They were slightly bigger than father's but my wings were completely grey. I heard Gabriel gasp. "That's not possible! You can't shift!" "Oh, but I can Gabriel!" I said as I jumped into the air. I grabbed Gabriel and threw him throug...
Troy woke up with the mother of all headaches. He felt awful. Looking around he tried to work out where he was. His memory flipped through options, rejecting each in turn. The room was totally unfamiliar, it was large, pretty scruffy with no window; so he had no inkling of if it was day or night. Troy looked at his left wrist, but he seemed to have lost his...
Chloe was the babysitter. Everyone in town knew Chloe, at least, everyone with young children. She was a friendly girl, popular with her peers. At nineteen she considered herself to be up to the mark and quite aware of everything that went on. She was well up on the gossip that went on around the town. She knew which husbands or wives were reputed to have...
I ran a small contracting business, doing concrete driveways and paths and such. I picked up quite a bit of business, especially in the housing area as the big companies are too busy to worry about little jobs. With the mount of overheads they have a little job isn't worth the trouble. For me it was my bread and butter, with enough left over for jam and crea...
The Nightmare In the first part of our story we saw how Trish visited the derelict Victorian reformatory and was brutally taken by an entity which was horribly real in every sense apart from being invisible. The traumatised young woman flees to her flat and a warm bath where she is introduced to the fact that her attacker has accompanied her home. Feeling...
Some of you liked the characters, Chrissy and Pete, so I thought that I had better tell you what happened next. And, if you haven't already read the first Chrissy and Pete tale, then perhaps you should start there. Pete didn't exactly leap to his feet when Chrissy instructed him to remove his trousers, but he did get to his feet pretty quickly. And then he...
(Set in England, the main character is a sexist pig with some charm) Ross Innes, chief executive of the Fraiche Sports and Recreation Centre, was declared the large English town's 'Outstanding Citizen of the Quadrennial' in recognition of his four-year stint in salvaging the town's ailing public sports and recreation facility. The centre was now regarded a...
THE WHITE TRASH YEARS Dez is a proper African American. He was born and raised in Africa. At the age of 12, he moved with his mother and two siblings to the USA, specifically to Denver, Colorado. Living in a predominately black community, Dez soon became aware of the racial tensions and divisions in the so called United States, when his mother started datin...