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Every day, Darkwater slept in my bed; I took the opportunity to stay with Pollux at his place next door. Every evening, we came in to take care of the otter and found him in worse shape. “Maybe I don’t want to remember my mates anymore,” he said,

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Blog: Musky Writes


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(A followup to A Night of Feeding.) Petar had promised me he’d work on getting me fat, and the raccoon kept his word: every day after work he’d come by and make sure I made the scale hit a bigger number than the day before. It was damn hard—I

(A followup to A Night of Feeding.) Petar had promised me he’d work on getting me fat, and the raccoon kept his word: every day after work he’d come by and make sure I made the scale hit a bigger number than the day before. It was damn hard—I

I was early for work tonight; the setting sun was still pouring in through the windows as I got off the elevator and trundled towards my desk. The tiger working the evening handoff dumped his headset and started throwing his stuff together as I sat down.

I was early for work tonight; the setting sun was still pouring in through the windows as I got off the elevator and trundled towards my desk. The tiger working the evening handoff dumped his headset and started throwing his stuff together as I sat down.

If there’s a common thread in many of the stories I hear from weres about their experiences, it’s the terror of that first time. Sometimes it takes them by surprise—imagine just going about your evening before your body convulses and starts to

If there’s a common thread in many of the stories I hear from weres about their experiences, it’s the terror of that first time. Sometimes it takes them by surprise—imagine just going about your evening before your body convulses and starts to

“We’ve gotta go out and get some dick today.” Bub grinned at me and bit into his sandwich. The burly gorilla had driven across the state to spend the long weekend with me. We’d been friends ever since we were just a couple of awkward gay kids

“We’ve gotta go out and get some dick today.” Bub grinned at me and bit into his sandwich. The burly gorilla had driven across the state to spend the long weekend with me. We’d been friends ever since we were just a couple of awkward gay kids

The odds of just about anything happening in space are so low that when something unusual happens, you have to start asking yourself who’s behind it and what their motives are. The crew of the shuttle stared out the viewports, stunned by the explosion

The odds of just about anything happening in space are so low that when something unusual happens, you have to start asking yourself who’s behind it and what their motives are. The crew of the shuttle stared out the viewports, stunned by the explosion

Now, anyone who knows me knows I’m not usually one for time outdoors. And it’s not because I have some deadly allergy to the sun (even vampires can get around that with five minutes’ thought) or because I’m too fat to get up or fit through doors

Now, anyone who knows me knows I’m not usually one for time outdoors. And it’s not because I have some deadly allergy to the sun (even vampires can get around that with five minutes’ thought) or because I’m too fat to get up or fit through doors

March was unusually warm, and the raucous sounds of bird and insect life on the back trails put me in mind of some deep jungle, even though it was only the path to the Tuesday market. The background noises of nature gave way to the even more pervasive

March was unusually warm, and the raucous sounds of bird and insect life on the back trails put me in mind of some deep jungle, even though it was only the path to the Tuesday market. The background noises of nature gave way to the even more pervasive

I was trying to sit through my last class that Friday when my new dick started acting up. The one thing about…replacing your dick every time you have sex is that every new dick has its own quirks—one wouldn’t cum unless I tugged its balls, one

I was trying to sit through my last class that Friday when my new dick started acting up. The one thing about…replacing your dick every time you have sex is that every new dick has its own quirks—one wouldn’t cum unless I tugged its balls, one

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