Turning the Tables

"What?" The black dragon exclaimed "Lord Tyrion is coming here? To THIS shop?! What are you doing standing around Angelo? Go make some tea!" Draconicon shooed his slave from his bedroom. It was late in the morning, this is the earliest the alchemist...

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Came and Conquered

Josh would never call himself a big fan of the Intel guys, at USSF station Prometheus. A group of white collar stuffed shirts who never traveled further than the coffee machine. The lead agent, a badger who true to the stereotypes about his people was...

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A Different Kind of Fox Hunt

The pen was cold, and it was dark. Healmsley stood shivering, huddled against at least a hundred other wolves. They were all nude, their physiques, for better or worse were all displayed to each other. Healmsley saw some others he knew, Ragnar,...

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Problem Neighbor

Eddie tossed the mail pile on the table. It was past midnight and the raccoon was on his last cigarette. He didn't have the time or energy for reminders from his cable company that the money would be deducted on the 15thof this month. Nor did he need...

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Roommates

Landon rubbed his eyes as he got off the plane, a red eye from Boston to San Diego, and from there a three hour taxi ride to campus. "Maybe I should buy a macro sized coffee!" He half joked, his tired mind conjuring images of him climbing up a mammoth...

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The Full 90

Kyle inhaled deeply as he took in the site before him. A locker room that seemed to stretch on for miles, with benches and lockers looming over him like century old trees. This sight would be impressive to any micro, but to Kyle it was all the more...

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Fireworks

The summer cool air of a summer night filled Xander's nostrils as he trod along the beach. His barepaws sunk into the sand, soft from the tides, as the shouts of excited pups and adults echoed through his ears. He clutched a single root beer float in...

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Wolf at the Table

The sweet smell of musk filled the air. My mocha wolf was home. I rushed to Derrick as he walked through the door, planting a kiss on his sweaty lips. He always smelled like this when he got back from working construction, and normally I'd let him...

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O Brother, O Betrayer

The wet grass bent under Lion-O's toes, scrunching with ease under foot. Overhead the last holdouts of a recent rainfall; the last few bastions of water dripped steadily from the leaves. _How is this place experiencing a famine?_ He continued his...

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A Transformative Work

_Perky tits._ The smell of coffee was thick in the air at the small local coffee shop that Harry had pulled into. It had a familiar somewhat scrappy smell of a coffee machine that sputtered to life every morning and labored its way till closing. The...

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Shattered Soul Ch2

**Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story and my OC.** I was sitting at a big table at some restaurant squished between Juuichi and Kounosuke; who seemed keen on asking me a lot of questions despite me not having many answers. Juuichi got him to...

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Across Dimensions Ch2

**Disclaimer: I own nothing but this story.** I was sitting in in the room I'd been staying in the past week. Although I hadn't been here long I had grown to really like Po. He was kind and always seemed to be happy about something which was kind of...

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