WebbedToesMD: On the Perils of Bedroom Bondage

Medical maladies had become his favorite pastime. Well, reading up on them, anyway--the Internet had a host of websites for him to peruse. "Vaginismus," he said under his breath, eyes darting back and forth between the computer screen and his...

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Naughty Nira (Kinktober: Rubber/latex)

Nothing but Nira's mewling and the nervous clicking of her toe claws could be heard in the empty halls of the manor as she made her way to the front door. She snatched the envelope out of the mail pupper's paw and retreated to the dining area. A minute...

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Out of the Frying Pan into the Fire

November 30. Just a few more hours and I can get out of this goddamn dump they call a kitchen. "Elijah, quit fidgeting already and get that onion soup ready. That's the dude sitting in the corner. Fucker keeps trying to look into the kitchen." Yeah,...

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Paw Touch-Up Dust-Up (Kinktober: Tickling)

"Ready to have your palms painted, Heather?" The artist scrolled through his color palette. "Falco specified a nice gray for them." Heather looked down at her hands, opening and closing all eight fingers. "Yep." She smirked and thrust her hands out of...

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The Witch

Falco Fox is an explorer nonpareil. Not because of what he discovers in dilapidated, moss-grown ruins or bat-infested mines and caves, no, but because of the dark and dangerous characters that he comes across in his escapades. One such character was a...

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Health Insurance

_Ugh. All a bunch of crackpots,_ thought Heather, swinging her legs over onto the black leather table. Oh, well, it can't be worse than last time. Stress relief therapy was one of the newer services her health insurance company offered, and her...

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Communicator (Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart Fan Fiction)

The signal booster made a twang, much like an old Terran coin, as Rivet tossed it in the air a few times with her robotic thumb. She detached Clank from her back and set him down on the bar table. Sticking her tongue out, the lombax opened his chest...

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Rivet’s Release (Ratchet & Clank: Rift Apart Fan Fiction)

"Miss, may I ask something?" Clank's metallic voice pierced through the roar of the engine and the cacophonous beeping of the flight simulator's instrument panel. "Go for it," said Rivet, the HUD going out of focus as her eyes watered, her clit...

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Spooktober 2020—(Horror/Tickling/Paws)

Pale moonlight spilled into Camila's bedroom-cum-office, making the white bottoms of her feet--crossed under the base of her office chair--glow like polished clamshells. The skunk poured herself another coffee as she squinted at the squiggly lines and...

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Valentine's Day 2020 Special—Roller Coaster of Love

_"Flynn, did you reinstall the motor's isolators?"_ _"The what now?"_ * * * _Stella: sorry, traffics a huge bitch right now, i dont think ill be able to make it_ _Me: Are you kidding right now? im gonna die on this thing, you were gonna ride with...

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Feathers Aren't Just for Tickling

Falco chuckled to himself as he adjusted his hat; he'd just hung the exhibition pass around his neck, and the brim needed to be folded back. His ears swiveled in the direction of sweet-sounding laughter. In his experience, only one thing could elicit...

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Kinktober—2021 (Vacbed/Forced Orgasms)

"You gonna sign up for that pervert stuff? Dr. Scuttail talked about it in the class the other day. Did you forget or what?" "Uh, yeah," said Astrid. "I'm actually on it right now. And it isn't 'pervert stuff.' It's the annual kink...

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