He hated this hour, the long, monotonous hour before closing time, made even more unbearable today because Cynthia, his manager, had left him alone to close up shop. Not even her constant harping to keep him company and customers were few and far between, bustling past without a sideways glance, to make it home before the early dark of a cold winters evening...
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...
Theresa Simmons is the name. I'm a six-foot-tall, voluptuous and big-bottomed, dark-skinned young Black woman living in the city of Atlanta, down in Georgia. Although I look like an ordinary gal, if a bit Amazonian in stature, in most respects, I'm something else entirely. You see, I'm a shape-shifter. I can assume the form of any person or animal I touch. T...
James washed himself thoroughly in the shower, cleansing away his long Friday as an associate at the firm. A suit laid crumpled on the tile floor, next to a sweaty pair of his favorite- Hanes white briefs. He pondered for a moment how many of those pairs he owned had been filled with piles of his poop. It had to have been all of them, perhaps, at this point....
Before you begin this lengthy tale there are a few things you should know. First, I initially released this on a choose your own adventure site, thus the much despised Second Person POV. Also there will be parts that may seem odd in a purely linear read through. Had I known it was going to turn into what it did I would have done it differently. Second, re...
********** Sadly, this is merely something that took place as a messenger conversation between a Nicole and I. I have changed the style into a more reader friendly story. ********** I sneak up behind Nicole, grabbing her sides, tickling her. She gives off a surprised squeal, and I tickle her more intensely, making her squeal even more, squirming around in...
Upon receiving the text from Alison asking for his help, Steve had jumped to the Orphanage in Thailand. Steve materialised behind the orphanage in a little used area. Alison knew his secret as apparently did a lot of the children, but he didn't want to make it too obvious to adults. Stories by children could be dismissed as fantasies, but if too many of Alis...
Jenna slipped quietly into the home office, closing the door quietly behind her. Her senses strained for the sound of movement inside the house, though she knew her housemate wouldn't be home for hours. She hadn't been imagining things, the chair was right there, nestled in the corner. The sight of it gave her a thrill that tingled up her spine. Yes, Naomi...
Saban Time passed. In a room far from the sun, it was difficult to tell how much. It felt like months, but I wasn't very hungry yet, so it couldn't have been more than three or four days. I slept when I could, taking refuge in unconsciousness. There was a limit to how much my body would let me sleep, however, so I was awake right now. I sat and stared int...
Vardala stepped warily into the back room of the inn, closing the door carefully behind her, as she had been instructed. The room was dark, heavy shutters closed across the only window. Outside, the sun would already be dipping towards the horizon, but the intent was not just to keep light out but to stop passers-by from looking in. The rogue made out a sh...