The Cistern: Part 1
Climbing out of the taxi Trevor checked his phone for the address then nodded to the driver with thanks and sent them a tip. He was in the right place but it certainly wasn't what he was expecting! From the outside it looked like a really swanky brick...
Lurking in the Mud: Seashore Days
Strolling along the smooth planks of the pier Orel kept the six coloured balls he was juggling spinning through the air. The crowd shifted and flowed back and forth and the crowd of children trailing after the brown rat cheered and clapped as he...
The Cistern: Fourth Hunt: Jager & Mokya
The Cistern smelt strongly of lime, the main room had been recently cleaned and Orel was leaning against the wall of the showers watching Jager enjoying the torrent of hot water pounding against his sleek, dark brown flesh. His friend was currently a...
Conversion: Pawpy
Pawpy pulled his hat off with one of his four hands and fanned himself with it, the light breeze stirring his brown mustache and goatee. The four legged, four armed yoshi was wilting in the jungle's heat. He hadn't realised it would be quite this humid...
The Cistern: Fifth Hunt: Tox
Pulling the flexible ring of grey polymer over his head Tox released the strain he was putting on the rubber and let it settle snugly around his throat. It felt so odd to be putting a collar on, but he had to admit it certainly added a little extra...
Mud Pool
Trevor was lost! Staring at his phone the mouse sighed as the map-app made little buffering circular motions and the signal bar continued to resolutely insist there was zero service. Shaking his phone the brown mouse tapped the screen and stared...
The Cistern: Third Hunt: Birch
Birch thanked the bouncer and pushed open the door he'd been led to as he drained the last of his drink. The brown and cream furred deer moved confidently toward the row of lockers and set his empty glass on a shelf. It didn't take him long to strip...
The Cistern: Second Hunt: Felinus
Felinus was regretting his earlier boasting as he hung from the chains suspended above the centre of the Cistern, blushing deeply as he shifted his feet and realised he really was stuck on display like this with no way out. It had started out as some...
The Cistern: First Hunt: Mizt
Cadius finished stowing his belongings in the locker he'd been given and stepped back to examine himself in the mirror. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of tight, thigh length, black lycra shorts and the smooth, throat hugging strip of grey-black...
Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 3
Orel crept cautiously along one of the channels of his new sewer. Deep in the depths of the new sewer he was hunting his master, the controller of the cistern. The large, sleek, living rubber arcanine slipped cautiously through the brightly coloured...
Pillars of Folly 2 - Setting up Shop
The tower's top levels were now quite secure, Graezzit had spent the better part of a week redecorating. Scrubbing out the enchantments and spells created by the otter mage who used to run the place. He'd replaced them with his own and felt quite good...
Vulcan Automata - Hiring Practices - Part 7
Whistler fired a gas jet and moved his body a couple of inches to the right as he drifted off centre from the massive girder that was his target. It was a silent correction, there was no air through which sound could travel. As liberating as it was to...