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DiapercockI’d barely come home from work before my bear was trying to foist the new diapers on me.“Strip. Pad. Now.”I ignored the orders, put down my briefcase and gave him a kiss. “I love you too,” I said. “Shall we head to the bedroom
The Scent of Pork
Hog Anus
Broken In
Making Memories
Flip 2: Blue Moon Back Room
Franks
Escaping Temptations
This is Normal
Flip 1: Jacob
Fucked Over Christmas
The Castoffs
The bite of winter on my nose and the crunch of snow under my paws were a gentle distraction from the feast in the margrave’s mansion—my familiar was out hunting. Ever since we’d bonded we’d shared one soul across two bodies, but there were times
The memory of my commute is always a little hazy. Day after day in the same routine, it’s easy to just check out and forget all the useless little details. The sun was just barely visible over the plains as I arrived at Rockwell’s condo. “I’m
I told Dad he didn’t have to come pick me up at the airport—I’m a big boy now and I’ve been doing more than well enough to afford a cab to his place—but he was excited enough for my arrival that he came anyway, the older tiger greeting me at
Blair said he was trying to forget. He wouldn’t say what could’ve been so terrible that he’d cancel our evening out, but when your otter’s hurting, your otter’s hurting. So instead of another boring party, we decided to binge some shows. His
“Cubby, I’m home!” A tingle of nervous anticipation passes through my body at the friendly greeting. In a normal relationship, I might be excited to see you, but you and I both know this is no normal relationship. I mean, I’ve been tied down
People ask me sometimes what the best part of being a tanuki is: is it the built-in shapeshifting, or the naturally-massive balls? It’s kind of telling that they can’t imagine shapeshifting themselves nuts as big as they please, on top of whatever
I must admit I’m surprised to see you in my office today. From our initial phone consultation, it didn’t seem like you were…amenable to my methods. Someone as used to getting their way as yourself, well, usually isn’t in need of my services in
There are days I can make it through a trip to the grocery store without being pulled aside for a bit of private use. Today wasn’t one of them. It was still early in the afternoon, so the aisles were mostly empty as I went over my shopping list. A
I shouldn’t have been up this late into the station’s night cycle, but I was new to Allkhanna and still not quite in sync with it. I’d been taking advantage of the relative quiet to work on a project, but now a call of nature was pulling me out
“I still can’t get used to it,” I say, trying to cover my full mouth as I speak. My mouth always seems to be full when you’re home. With a smile, you take hold of my paw and move it back under your legs, so you can see my muzzle from your seat
I don’t even miss having bones. I mean, don’t get me wrong, if I’d known my next hookup would abduct me to his basement and flatten me like a frickin’ pie crust, I probably would’ve steered clear of the guy. But that’s over and done with—I
Your pig was always immobile, even while it was still strong enough to stand on its own two feet—you just helped it look the part. You remember when it first reached out to you, begging to be fed. “I love my belly. Love being big and round and soft.
There’s a spot alongside the creek that goes by the library. It’s off the walking path so there’s not a lot of people passing through, and I’m in the habit of going down to watch the water when the everyday stresses of the office get to be too
So. You’ve been telling me about these fears you’re having. I think it’s about time we confront them for good. Shall we? It’s an understandable fear, to be sure: being farmed, being preyed on—it’s a primal thing. That fear kept our ancestors
Well, even though the new Tumblr guidelines allow erotic writing, folks are leaving anyway, and it’s likely I will too — especially since I’ll likely still be unsearchable even in the new order. (I will certainly be reappropriating the ‘musk.ws’
Pounding beats made the dark room tremble, and as usual Hop was standing against the walls, watching the party from the edges. The tiger was…a little odd, I thought, but not a bad guy. He’d taken to wearing a couple of buttons on his jacket: one
The worst kind of days are snowy days where you don’t get to stay home jerking off. Today was one of those days. The class was Probability and Decision Making, and the odds were against cancelling the class being worth doing so. My students have
“It’s not sneaking you in! It’s like, I dunno, carrying a genie in a lamp. You can take stuff in without having to disclose everything!” A trip to the movies was usually like a huge day of indulgence for the three of us, me and my brother and
Every day I ride the bus home from work and think what a lucky tiger I am. It’s not that I have the best of jobs or the fullest bank account or anything like that—my luck is squarely in the field of love. I mean, I know it wasn’t really luck.
I looked over my character sheet, feeling a little lost. Andrew had invited me to join a tabletop campaign he was starting. The big husky was so excited about showing off his new homebrew game, he’d insisted I come, even though I had no experience.
The tank in my bag was a lot heavier than I expected, for something that was supposed to make things so light. I’d been saving up for a while and today, the day it finally wouldn’t put me in the red, I’d gone downtown and plunked down the cash
The way some of us are built just begs society to beat up on us—or at least, makes us feel like it could happen. If you’ve ever had to do any public speaking, you might have an idea what I mean: it’s hard to be so visible without fear. Now.
“Alfie!” I wish she wouldn’t keep calling me that, I thought. I’m not eight anymore. I got off the couch and looked down the balcony. “What?” “I’m going out with Sheila this morning, can you take your father to his appointment? Thank
It’s hard to guess, sometimes, the things a fellow will do when he’s under a curse. I mean, there are the obvious kinds of curse—you turn green, you turn into a chicken, you start thinking it’s a good idea to get your lunch from the midden—but
I watched Szith’s show from the back of the hall, invisible, remembering when I used to sneak in to concerts as a kid. Now I get to do this as my job. Not the sneaking in—just staffing, usually travelling with bands as security. It’s nothing
I’d been starting to wish I’d never signed up for urinal duty. I mean, it’s still a kink for me—it turns me on to no end when I get my order to kneel and serve my roommates—but sometimes there can be too much of a good thing. Said roommates
So, I may be in the egg business, and I may be a rabbit, but please, please don’t call me an Easter bunny. Just—first off, there’s more to me than just a holiday. And anyone over the age of five who calls me a ‘bunny’ is just asking for a
I’m glad you made it here today, fox. From what we talked about on the phone, I think you’ll find I’m uniquely suited to helping you with your trouble. You can guess that already, of course—as a tanuki, I have a bit of experience with differences
Strange things, bachelor parties. One last night for the groom to do all the things his future spouse would disapprove of, because they already know they don’t share lifestyles in common. One last night of ‘freedom’, as if there was no love without
I always said my nose would never steer me wrong. I’m a beagle; we’re born to scent things out. There are a few life paths where a sense of smell will serve you well, but I always wanted to join the police—all the stories about good cops when
The lines at the grocery store stretched halfway back to the deli, giving me plenty of time to count the reasons I was itching to get back home to my mates. Most pressing was that my diaper was soggy to the point of sagging, and I had to keep pulling
I was surprised to start getting responses to my personal ad. I mean, I knew I wasn’t hideous-looking, but I was over thirty—past the age of ‘gay death’—my slowing metabolism had already put close to a hundred pounds on my college weight, and
I lay in bed, surrounded by plushies, reaching blindly for the one I knew I wanted: my favorite. The one that was specially equipped to get me off. The poor bunny’s tail was encrusted with many months’ worth of cum—just the way I liked it—but
Most people come to a concert to watch the stage; me, it’s my job to watch the crowd. Tonight’s audience was rowdy—Macerator tended to draw a packed house—but at least they were focused on the music, not on rushing the stage or starting brawls
I wasn’t supposed to be in the restroom. I mean, I wouldn’t get into trouble for it directly, but if Master found out, it would lead to questions, and if my answers weren’t good, things might…go bad for me. But I needed a break. The diaper
I never wanted to be paired up with Eckhart. He reminded me of the Fat Lazy Cop stereotype and I hated him for it—I’d made up my mind that if I ever came to outrank him I’d raise the fitness requirements for his position till he was knocked down
I started out by telling people I’d been in an accident. It was the only explanation that didn’t entirely freak people out, aside from a few very intimate friends online who knew the real truth: I hadn’t lost my good arm in an accident—I’d
The shopping mall is even quieter at night than during the day, but I don’t mind it. People think it’s weird to live there, but some of us need to live in particular conditions that make it actually kind of decent. You might be a bit fragile to
I stood on the sidewalk in front of the house that used to be mine, ready for a fight. Anyone who looked at me probably wouldn’t think me much of a fighter—a small otter, not even four feet tall, somewhat on the pudgy side. Anyone who knew my opponent,
There’s an old saying, ‘don’t get mad, get even.’ Sure, it sounds nice on paper, but who wants to stop at getting even? Why go to all the trouble of holding a grudge and plotting revenge and carrying out your clever and glorious retaliation
There were probably people better qualified to hunt down Cardo. I mean, he was a mad scientist, a wolf who’d been wreaking corruption in people’s minds from world to world, and I was just a small-time detective, a red panda–tanuki hybrid travelling
Christmas morning on my own, rain splattering on the motel room window in the dark. The holiday doesn’t mean as much when you don’t have family or friends around; work had me in the city for the whole month, and my chief exposure to the holiday season
It was hard to get used to just how early it got dark here when winter came. Sure, you expect the evenings to be dark, but on this edge of the time zone the sun was already gone from the sky before five. The combination of the darkness, the snowy weathe
Rain fell in spatters on the tent where Greg had been trying to recover his strength—the vacation had taken a lot out of him. The chastity device had been the biggest burden, certainly; even though several loads of cum had indeed been wrested from
The Halloween season is glorious—ghosts and monsters, demons and ghouls, prowling and plundering under the open moonlight. And when it ends, one can easily feel the world has lost that edge of danger, especially around here as light snows begin to
They’d started saying the corn maze was haunted. That was ridiculous, of course—not least because demons were way more likely than ghosts, especially around Hallowe’en, and nobody was reporting the maze to be possessed. But there was something
Not a lot of people will tell you they love their job and mean it. They may like their job, sure, especially comparing it to rough times in the past. And the boss may be nice, the clientele 99% decent, and the hours okay, but it’s still work and
Sometimes when you’ve been at a job for a long time, you feel you’ve pretty much seen every crazy situation it can throw at you. In my case, that meant every manner of perverse piping job and every imaginable clog thereof. And yet when I was contacted
