Industrial Accident
Juno groaned aloud as he sat down on the bench in the locker room at his job after he finished changing. It had been yet another rough day at the plant, and he was just exhausted. The drabull was woefully out of shape as it was, and when that was...
The Dragon and the Steed part 4
**Part 4** The trees gave way suddenly to the sprawling fields and rolling hills that spanned most of the dominion that the humans liked to call 'home'. Little wooden farm houses were scattered here and there and gradually grey more and more numerous...
Sedentary
The sitting drake sighed softly as he looked out over the small sea of furs in the park around him. His red scales glistened in the sunlight of the morning, the yellow ones on his stomach acting like a golden mirror on his torso. Clad in nothing but...
Small Box
It was just a small box, nothing spectacular, but it was enough to make the beagle bleary-eyed. The simple cardboard container was laying on his keyboard at his desk, neatly placed atop an envelope with his name, 'Range', written on it. Said...
Nyandemic Story, pt. 18
Plenty of fats and sugars to fuel the changes, rich in calcium for all those extra vertebræ i'd be developing… how far would it _go,_ i wondered? would i be like nicole, a sapient, bipedal animal?
DJ PuppehDawg
_Little something I wrote for my friend Range. Not my best work, I know, but... I dunno, just a silly little idea he came up with when he got DJ Hero that I figured I could turn into a super quick story. Enjoy, and if you want to read with better...
Heft's
Kilo had eaten himself full. The feline was hardly stuffed, and had definitely eaten more than what he had just consumed in one sitting, but he was assuredly full. The buffet he had just left had been giving him more than one incredulous look before he...
OK!
It had started out slow. A few pounds here, some extra helpings there. Nothing about the steady march of weight gain had been obvious, aside from the occasional hint that clothing had gotten too tight or that a belt needed to be let out an extra notch....
Gnarl's Breakfast
"Damn pants" She huffed aloud. Gnarl stood struggling to pull the two flaps of her jeans closed around her waist, a soft grunt escaped her lips each time she pulled them closer and failed to hook the button in its hole. Finally on the third try,...
It's a Hit?
"This is Blackclaw One! I'm making my attack run...now!" Mark's grip upon his controls increased to white-knuckle intensity. With his ears folded back he flicked rapidly through the array of blinking knobs and switches winking in readiness upon his...
Rock Lane Tavern
Musty with the smell of smoke and spilled beer, the bar is lit primarily by the orange-red fluorescents in the windows. A brown rat sits on a stool at the bar and follows the hum of the glowing lights. For the twentieth time, he reads their reversed...
Chapter 11
"we aren't that fats or accurate. can you be on standby in case we are fired upon?" peeta asks. "yeah. ill be somewhere on your left, so raise your left hand slightly, if you need a distraction shot.