The Toy Part Two -- Stress Test
Finally, the vixen's body stopped and she felt control return to her again. it was all she could do not to slump to the floor.
The Pact: Chapter 4
This story contains material not appropriate for people under the age of 18. Leave if otherwise. Not affiliated with Bethesda Softworks. Ivan stood on top of the glacier, taking a deep breath of the mountain air, the cold in his lungs sending...
The Plushification Chamber
Rerim wagged his tail happily as he walked down the street, anthros happily walked the streets of Temerk City. The town was in the midst of a huge parade, giant floats with different icons driving through the streets. As the Corgi walked through the...
Chances : Chapter 1
_"A trigger was pulled as tears started to fall to the ground. The sound of the shot resonated throughout the world."_ A black wolf ran though the hallway of his high school, his book bag bouncing on his back every time he dashes forward. Looking...
Friends Got Talent! Part 1
Friends Got Talent! Part 1 By: ~Blu Edit: 3/14/11 small grammer and spell check. Adult stuff later to come but for now its clean! Enjoy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was a hot summer's day with a gentle cooling breeze as the...
Angels of Aurum 10 - Tainted Blood
Star control ii copyrighted to toys for bob, all other chars to me james stood before the three creatures with sword raised and tempering its flame towards them.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
Reaching his foot over a pile of laundry from his lounging position and keeping the tanuki dozing in his lap, he clenched his toes around the ps4 controller.
[TF] Fluffy Machinations of Order
Note: This is a formatted version of a roleplay log. Half of this text was not written by me, but rather by Aster Sylveon on F-List. Expect the quirks of RP-based writing to show up in this piece (such as inconsistent verb tenses). Both characters in...
Fire Branded Leather
Ten minutes later oscar and his team had the flames under control. or at least as best they could hope for. the building was a write-off. will swore. this was not going to look good.
Cold Trailing: A Man Not to Annoy
Whatever his reaction is, he is not under their control. release him." slowly, stoop returning to his step, the dog returned to his chair. "and get this mess cleaned up."
Cold Trailing: Some things Never Change
Long ago the dog had learned to walk, to act, to move, in control. it didn't matter if he was in uniform or out, he was still a fireman. it took some time to find the room he was looking for.
The Cracks Run Deep
Not a growl, but a low, in control command. much to his surprise, and pleasure, he recognised two of the dozen men, fellow off duty fire fighters.