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. **** Umoko grunted softly as she hefted up the large ca...
A big thanks to Lady_Sith for all she does to help me out. And another thank you to those readers who have e-mailed me and continued a conversation. The constant Q&A about this universe is fun, and inspirational to me. As always, comments are always appreciated. Thank you for reading, Axle. ****** The thick concrete that had once protected Simon and El...
See? Chapter 8, like I promised. Yes, I know the last chapter was very upsetting! I promise it's not over for Claire just yet. Have faith in me, people. I couldn't kill her off. That would make all of us miserable. * She refused to move, barely even daring to breathe. Not that she really could move, anyway. Claire simply declined to give the mist any small...
Peter wasn't much for social media. He wasn't high-minded about it. It was just that, while having homework or the flu was easy enough to explain—how were you supposed to fit switching bodies with Wolverine and then waking up from his drunken haze to find you were in bed with the two deadliest assassins in New York into a status update? He could barely belie...
Author's Note: Thanks for all the comments everyone. This is my first foray into erotica and its been lots of fun so far letting my imagination go wild. In response to some of the feedback, this is basically a story that teaches the moral "who says you can't save the world by fucking around?" And if the moral is anything to go by, we really can't expect the...
After his first tryst with his friend's wife Joe had spent most of the week in a haze. Or was it a craze? Had he and Sandi just had one of 'those' moments? Were they letting off steam? Or was it something deeper? He felt so connected to her that he wanted to make every meeting, if there was ever to be another, memorable. He definitely wanted to, needed to...
Dear Readers: Hello and thank you again for your positive comments! Chapters 4 & 5 should probably go under the Erotic Horror category, however, it would split the story and cause confusion. The final chapters of Sidney's story are not for the squeamish. Prepare yourself for some creepy-crawly sex that pushes the "squick-limit" in most. Phase 4 – Procreati...
Joyce, what can I tell you about her? Well, more than a few years ago, and let's face it girls, the same applies to all of us, she was a cracking looker. I know, because I have seen some pictures from back then. Mind you, she isn't a bad looker now at sixty, just a bit more what you might call cuddly. We had a right evening when she told us her story. * I...
A sampler of tales that I have written or are about to write. * * * * * As winter approaches, the world embraces the joys of this holiday season. Even in the sleepy, yet mysterious hamlet of Remmington, California, the jubilee is celebrated in it's own unique & sometimes grisly manners. Let's me guide you on a tour to visit some of the residents of the com...
It started out with a fight. She was in Las Vegas, looking for Ben Reilly, had found him fighting a supervillain, and had tried to join in before getting knocked across a city block. She landed spread-eagled on a wall, looked straight up along the massive solidity of the building, and felt her heart begin pounding. Really pounding. A rush of tingling heat sw...