Chapter 4: A Change for the Better
The Srothar roused suddenly as his alarm blared off next to his bedside, a heavy hand dropping to silence the clock. The device automatically tuned to a local news broadcast at that, a useful setting the Srothar enjoyed to know what the weather would...
Trust Me?
_Story Idea - Trust_ By Jonathan McDevitt Aqua shoved his physics test in his pack and took another swig of his third lager. He refocused his eyes on the television; commercial about condoms. He quickly looked away. Like he needed that reminder. His...
Take A Dip
"That must of been by mere inches, Tony." The scruffy announcer wolf said into his microphone, his partner, an older fox, sitting next to him bantering in reply. "Looked like miles to me Josh, but who knows, Ghost may just take it back next week." The...
Chapter 1: Origins of an Unusual Srothar
New Redhurst: The City of Limitless Potential! That was the tag-line the advertisements on TV about the bustling metropolis always used. Come visit, come stay, there's so much to do! It was probably...well, almost certainly gussied-up propaganda, but...
Chapter 3: What's in a Word
Quillan was sneakier than you'd expect a pig to be. Nobody had noticed him drop those sleeping tablets into the Srothar's drink, and secretly following the half-asleep Biscuit home took no effort at all. He wasn't known as Quillan the Quizzifying for...
Chapter 0: Preface
This aims to be a continuously-growing series of short stories involving the titular Biscuit. World-building and character-establishing shall start things out, but from there, events will happen whenever I think of a cool new one to write about!...
Chapter 2: Only in Skin?
One particular weekend, Biscuit was quite exhausted by the time his shift at work had ended. A trio of older teenagers - the motley crew of a fox, squirrel, and bunny - had decided to make his day miserable, hanging around the restaurant for most of...
Wrestle in the Wilds
He lost track of the days since his banishment from his former lion turtle city. Has it been a week? A month? He knew it couldn't have been a year, that's for sure; it never seemed like he's been communing with the spirits for long. Still, the days did...
A Day As A Pikaslave
Like pikachu, meowth also developed a foot fetish in hoenn. when the massage is over, meowth then orders his slave to sleep, as his hypnotized services are now concluded.
The Lizard Chronicles- Chapter 4
I stare blandly at Lizareth trying to take in what she just had told me, I put the coffee cup to my mouth tilt my head back downing the rest of the coffee in one gulp, placing the cup on a nearby table, without saying a word I stand up and walk out of...
Meet Me at the Arcade (Patreon)
The sound of beeping games and the mashing buttons showed the chaos within this seemingly very popular establishment. First conceived back in the eighties, it has since evolved rapidly to hold more modern games and not a single day had gone by that it...
Chapter 5: You 'Oughter Date an Otter~
Biscuit was up a bit early the next morning, shielding his eyes sleepily with one paw as the late-rising sun poked its rays through his window. Squinting through the light, he could barely read his alarm: 8:45 am. He stretched out, his purple-covered...