Snippets: A Look Into the Twisted Creative Process of a SoFurry Author
This is a collection of partially finished stories.
I want to give you a window into my creative process, so I decided to post these, including my notes on them and the places where i've decided to delete words or passages (crossed out in in this document, although in my original notes they were surrounded by "x"s {since my normal text editor doesn't have a strikethru feature}, like this: xxa deleted passagexx) in favor of different words or passages. Three dashes in a row (" --- ") indicates a place where I either wasn't able to figure out how to finish the preceeding scene (or paragraph, or idea, or whatever) and/or wasn't able to figure out how to lead into the next scene or something else prevented me from joining the two.
Perhaps More importantly I really like a lot of stories and the characters in them, but I worry that I'll never get them properly finished, so I want to share with you what I have. Maybe you can tell me which ones I should focus on finishing.
Felix Srrval [sic] stirred in his bed. He sniffed and opened his mouth to let in more of the smell he had just become aware of. There isn't ann entirely appropriate word to describe the smell, so we'll call it 'sexy' [because describing the chemicals involved wouldn't do justice to the subjective experience]. He opened his eyes and found himself staring into the crotch of Jocasta Serval, his mother.
"Hmmm... Mom?"
"Happy birthday Good morning birthday boy" said purred Jocasta, "I thought we'd do something special fun for your b-day"
With that, Jocasta dropped to the floor down in a smooth motion, her tail and torso penduluming seesawing to leave her crouched down with her chest and arms on the floor, and her tail sticking up above her raised rump; presenting her receptive sex to her teenaged son.
Felix was no stranger to not unaccustomed to casual sex or to incest - to name just one example he was typically probably the tomcat most highly favored by his twin sister Sonia most highly favod for quenching the fires of her heat - this however was a very pleasant an a very unexpected (and pleasant) surprise.
"Oh Felix!" screamed Jocasta, "keep going! It's so good!"
"Am I better than Tybalt?"
Tybalt Acinonyx was Felix's father, and in what passed for a relationship with Jocasta. he even rented a room in the Serval family's house so he could be nearby when Jocasta was in heat [polish up this wording]
"Does this take you back to when you conceived me? Tybalt was about my age then, wasn't he?..."
It was true, Tybalt was indeed around the same age when he sired span his son Felix, slightly somewhat younger in fact. Jocasta had met him through her older son and daughter who had attended the same school at the time.
Dinner Date With the Dutchess
The attendants</span>
[blatantly mousy Name] Squeak* stood twitched nervously as the dutchess' attendants prepared him for readied him to be presented to their mistress. Earlier they had washed him and cleaned his fur, and groomed him. Now they led him before the door of one of their mistress' chambers. They clothed him in an ornate robe, the first and last garment he would ever wear, and one of them pulled back his sheath and slid a golden ring upon down his penis, while the other rubbed him until he was erect.
After a few minutes the doors to the chamber opened and a [adjective] vixen in [describe her outfit; skimpy, loose easily removed, revealing and expensive] emerged. She eyed Squeak up and down, her gaze lingering on his erection and the large fist-sized pair of two fist-sized testes tucked [add adjective(s)/description making it clear how his testes jut up against his tail and cleave closely to it in typical mouse/rat-like fashion] under his tail that clung snugly against his tail
"Yes , this one will do"
Squeak absentmindedly played with his erection, batting it between his paws and examining it with a look of intense concentration perplexed concentration and bewilderment ["perplexity"?]. He wasn't it used to it getting this hard and staying that way except for when he was pointedly playing with himself it didn't usually get this hard or stay that way except for when he pleasured himself. His attention drawn to his thing/unit, he began playing with himself now [Don't know how to construct the tense for when he began playing with himself; I need something meaning "at this point in the story", "Now" doesn't work because the stroy is past tense, and "then" doesn't sound right; the idea is a transition from him playing with himself back in his cage in the previous sentence to playig himself presently in this one].
Squeak had never been taught any sort of modesty - the Duke and dutchess were rich and frivilous, but not so much as to waste money educating fodder - and he roughly ["frantically"?] jerked himself off pawed himself while the dutchess watched with an amused expression. Soon a minute of two later the mouse had brought himself to orgasm, His face contorted with pleasure while his seed shot out in ropy bursts onto the ground floor, eliciting a giggle from the dutchess.
"Do you like it "Yes!" replied Squeak, stuffing himself with the cheese, "Food good! Food GOOD good!"
It was true, although for the past few days Squeak has been fed much better food than he was used to - the dutchess had no desire to encounter the swill that the feeders were normally few fed given when she eventually tore him open - this was a cut above even that.
"Stick your tongue out"
"Tongue?" Squeak paused at this unfamiliar word
Squeak, like all male mice born in the castl palace castle and not chosen as studs, had been raised as a feeder mouse, or in other words, not raised at all. His grasp of language was rudimentary at best, even worse then the females, who at least picked up had some small amopunt of conversation with their trainers and the studs, even though they had no education or contact with the outside world. The dutchess gently but firmly took hold of Squeak's head with her left hand and with heard her right opened Squeak's mouth and grabbed his tongue, "This."
The Dutchess guided Squeak's head to her now took Squeak's head in both of her hands and guided him down to her pudenda
Squeak nipped the dutchess' labia clitoris labia. The dutchess winced and angriy dug her claws into the back of Squeak's head, eliciting a pained yelp/squeak from the mouse.
The dutchess threw Squeak to the ground, eliciting a squeak [reword; intrasentence redundancy] of pain. She threw [redundant] herself over climbed on tp of him and holding held him down by his shoulders, and pushed back onto his engorged member [how does Squeak feel about this? He His only experience/ knowledge of sex is limited to the observation that it feels good to play with his penis, and as the dutchess is a fox she should not instinctually register as a possible mate; she should register as threatening (although since foxes bring him his food this second point should be lessened or negated)]. Squeak was perplexed by this, he was completely unfamiliar with this behavior, and the dutchess' smell and appearance did nothing to activate [reword] his instincts. After the dutchess pushed back against him a few times however [awkward wording/flow] he soon got the idea and began thrusting up into the vixen's vagina honeypot velvet tunnel [check upon completion if wording fits]
The dutchess yipped as the mouse's Squeak's hips bucked to meet her backward thrusts, his mousey member sliding in up to the base of the shaft with each thrust, his white [gray???] fur brushing against the dutchess' clitoris each time he hilted
Squeak's Squeak shuddered and pressed himself firmly against the dutchess as his warm seed gushed into the dutchess' herx womb
The dutchess cradled Squeak's bloody heart in her hands. She licked at it She slowly licked it several times, lapping up the blood covering it that covered it, before biting down into it
Notes:
This is set within a larger setting that I've been toying around with, that also includes the Dutchess' husband, as well as the debauched studs that the Duke and Dutchess use to keep up the populations of their captive feeder mice and bunny rabbits.
The rank of Dutchess and Duke was (IIRC) chosen so that the noble characters would have the same rank as His Grace The Duke of Blangis from The School of Licentiousness.
*Squeak is supposed to have the retro futuristic serial number Long S-A-Thorn-36 (Or perhapos Ligature OE-Thorn or Ligatere AE-Thorn), but I can't save using (with) the Long S and Thron characters without using a format that doubles the file size. Put the characters back in in publication if it ever reaches that point.
The Brass Love-Doll of Disfigurement
Fifty-Seven backed into a corner of her cell. Unable to retreat any further, the mouse crouched down in the shadows and tried to make herself small. [name; a different (male) mouse] edged closer to Fifty Seven
Outside of the cage cell, flanked by a retinue of armed vulpine guards and attendants, a well dressed vixen stood observing and observed as Name, grabbed FiftySeven and wrestled her wrists into the pair of straints built into the floor of the dungeon cell. Undeterred Undefeated Perservering [???], fiftyseven kicked him [name] twice as he [name] he went next tried to grab hold onto of her tail. Undeterred by this, [Name] eventually managed to get hold of FiftySeven's tail and connect it to a tether hanging from high up onnthe wall, holding it in a raised position [perhaps explain that she has a ring (or rings) in her tail for the purpose of connecting these teathers]
[The main character can't bring himself to complete his master's orders to rape FiftySeven]
"I'm sorry your grace," said [name]
"A pity" said replied the vixen "I had high hopes for you [name], but this is your last failure"
Now [name] was cowering as the duchess' guards advanced on him. They cornered him in the rear of the room and a [adj.] vixen and tod grabbed him by the arms and drug ["dragged"?] him out hauled him out of the cell.
"Take him to the brass love doll of disfigurement!" shouted the duchess, "and tell the chef to give my dinner a reprieve".
"yes ma'am!" replied the guards, dragging the struggling [Name] out of away from FiftySeven's cell
As Name was led away the dutchess whistled to a different mouse [add something to make it clear By this point that the other mouse is male], who came running to her and saluted
"Bree, get the other studs together, FiftySeven is to be mated continuously for the next twenty four hours; No food, no sleep, no breaks. Put a roster together"
"Yes ma'am" replied Bree, enthusiastically as the dutchess exited the ['room'?, 'dungeon'?, ???]
The love doll of disfigurement was a beautiful brass statue of a shapely female mouse with her tail raised, ready for mating, complete with a hole for a vagina. There were also a number of hatches built into the bottom of the statue, and distressingly a set of metal restraints towards the front where one might place their arms if mating the the brass mouse. Predictably, the foxes threw [name] atop the statue and clamped his wrists in place, then pushed his rump down so that his penis slid into the brass mouse's metal vagina.
One of the first things [name] noticed was that it was warm; warmer even than inside of a real mouse. A vixen dressed in the a blacksmith's protective equipment emerged from a side room carrying a bellows. She opened two of the compartments in the underside of the statue, sliding a brazier out from its loins and stoking [is this the right word] it with fuel stored in the front end. Seeing this, [name] struggled and tried [replace w/ synonym] to extricate himself from the statue's metal spunkpot but the shackles held fast and the vixen and tod who had led him in restrained him, while the new vixen slotted the bellows into a hole in the effigy's side and fanned up the flames under [name]'s member.
"She's much better than FiftySeven," asked the tod, as he and the vixen guard grabbed [name] by the rump and began manually forcing him into thrusting movements, "Isn't she mousey?"
It wasn't, but at least at the very start, while the brass was still relatively cool, it wasn't significantly worse. That changed as the metal began to heat up. As the statue's internal temperature rose it became more and more uncomfortable
The dutchess walked into the room at about the time when [name] passed from discomfort to pain
"Please!" pleaded [name], "master!..."
The dutchess just laughed in response [maybe]
By now the brass was extremely hot. The flesh of [name]'s penis was beginning to stick to the statue's tunnel [reword???], tearing off in sheets each time the guards pulled him backwards; similarly his large, apple sized testes stuck firmly to the device and his scrotum was stretched painfully whenever he was pulled back. He squeaked in pain and tears streamed down his face as his genitals were seared
The foxes' mouths watered as the smell of sizzling mouse flesh filled the air. It was all that the guards could do to refrain from biting into the screaming mouse right then and there
The dutchess' hand crept down to her genitals as she watched
The foxes descended on [name]'s carcass. He had to be peeled off of the brass love doll, and where he had touched it his flesh was burnt crispy. What was left of his penis tore off inside the statue, so the foxes left it in for the time being; the statue was still far too hot to safely touch
Notes:
originally this was going to be an iron fleshlight of disfigurement. I think the reason I changed it is that without his genitals he would be reclassified as food anyway so they might as well just kill him. Also this seemed more engaging.
describe the main character more clearly. Especially his balls; describe realIstic mouse balls
Also
Talk more about what happens to the main character's balls as he is forced on the red hot statue
Having put a partial draft online, I am told that I should give some in story background on the brass love doll of disfigurement itself. Additionally, it also became clear that I need to make it clearer who is doing what, and especially to better differentiate between the three vixens.
A Day In the Life of A Bonobo: The Older Son
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
Nomios yawned and hit the button to turn shut off the alarm clock, then turned and kissed his mother Penelope good morning. His mother returned the gesture, throwing her arms around Nomios and drawing him into a deep, passionate kiss. With one hand Nomios then threw the covers aside and rolled over on top of his mother.
Penelope was currently pregnant, and so her son was taking every available every advantage of the opportunity to make love to her without having to worry about inbreeding.
As Nomios began to insert himself, Penelope wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in closer. Nomios savored the warm, familiar feeling of his mother's love tunnel around his member. He stared into her eyes and passionately kissed her His <as he thrust into her. Penelope, for her part, met her son's thrusts
Bonnie knelt down straddling Nomios' waist. Slowly she lowered herself onto her brother's penis, descending inch by inch, easing his full grown member into her prepubescent pudenda. She wriggled around happily as she hilted herself on the older ape's member [redundant use of word] shaft.
"Oh Nomie, you're so big..."
"Nah squirt," replied Nomios, "You're just really tight"
As Bonnie eased herself back upwards Nomios reached put his hands around the sides of her flat chest, and began twiddling her nipples with his thumbs, eliciting a giggle from the girl .Nomios smiled that brought a smile to Nomios' face.
Bonnie began working herself back down over Nomios' penis, more quickly this time, then ascending again gradually building up her pace tempo until she was riding [verb] him at a brisk pace.
Nomios' penis twitched with the beginning of his orgasm. Feeling her brother's semen begin to squirt out into her Bonnie pushed herself downas far as she could and squirmed around rubbing herself up against the older ape as the older ape's cum spurted deep inside of her.
"mmm! fill me Nomie!"
As nomios' clima xxebbedxx xxemdedxx xxended
Her brother finished his climax, Bonnie lifted herself off of from her brother's staff [too purple???], her fingers roving to her vagina to play with the creampie he had left for her. Nomios got up too and gave his little sister a kIss.
"Alright squirt, now let's get you dressed."
"Nomie!
Notes: Nomios' name is derived from a name/alias/aspect of the ancient god Pan. This was chosen in refrence to the bonobo's scientific name, 'Pan paniscus'
Outline Scene1 -Wakes up; has sex with his mother (who, as she is already pregnant, he does not risk impregnating). He is currently sharing a bed with her. -He is glad for the opportunity to have sex with his mother as he had sex with her often as a child but had to back off when he hit puberty.-sucks on her breasts during sex
Scene 2 Nomios and his mother get his little brother and sister up and ready for school. They are sleeping in an attached/adjacent room, along with Patricia(?) the high school exchange student (not foreign, just from a different town; bonobo females leave their natal group at puberty so that they don't get knocked up by close relatives) that they are hosting. (all three are in the same bed, of course) -Nomios' little Sister Bonnie likes getting creampies --She has cowgirl style sex with Nomiosas part of their morning wake-up ritual, before getting dressed and letting Nomios' seed drip into her panties and dry there --Perhaps patricia comments that her big brother used to fuck her like that -Also, Patricia is getting fucked by Nomios' and bonnie's little brother.(?)
Scene 3 Nomios goes to work (how does he commute? where does he work? describe his house and his workplace at the beginning and end of this scene, respectively.)
Scene 4 Nomios arrives at his job and begins his work day (explore relationdhip with boss and co-workers {dependig onwhere I decide he works})
"Felix! Sonia! Come to dinner"
Felix Srrval unbit looked up from his sister's neck and called down to his mother, "Just a minute mom, we're fucking"
"Take your time dear"
Felix returned to [less violent synonym for "bit"] back down on the back of Sonia's neck
"Mrl... Felix... Faster!"
Felix redoubled his speed
"mrr... mrrr... mrrrrwl!" Sonia gasped as the sensation of her brother's penile spines raking over her insides brought her to orgasm
As Sonia's walls spasmed around him, Felix pushed himself all the way into his sister, unleashed his load inside of her, then withdrew.
"Rrrrowl!" screeched Sonia, having a tom pull out suddenly often stung, and no matter how many times they did it - twenty-five times just todat today alone - she never quite got used to it.
She stretched and rolled onto her back as Felix dismounted. Lifting one leg straight up in the air she curled [her head] around [to her crotch] and gave to give her vagina a few quick licks before pulling on a shirt and heading for the [half ajar] [bedroom] door
"Gross Sonie!..." said Felix, looking up from licking his penis clean, "you're just gonna go down to dinner without cleaning yourself up taking the time to clean yourself properly?!"
"I'm plenty clean!" protested Sonia, "and Mom's making [salmon? swordfish? tuna? some other kind of fish? or maybe some kInd of bird/poultry??]"
"You're gonna get/drip/leak cum on the furniture"
"Its YOUR cum. What are you worried about?"
Sonia rolled her eyes, "fine, I'll put on some panties. Will that shut you up?"
"Fine." replied Felix as Sonia grabbed her panties off the floor shimmied into them and buttoned them around her tail.
When she Sonia got to the table kitchen the rest of her family (minus Felix) was already seated at the table. So was her father Tybalt
Sonia dropped her panties and tossed them at her brother as they ran into her room, "See? Clean.".
"Now where were we"
"I stand corrected," said Felix, examining the panties and then walking over to help his twin sister out of her shirt, groping each of her four rows of breasts as his hands passed over them, "Now where were we?"
"Well I was stretched out on all fours with my tail in the air like this" said replied Sonia, getting into position, "and you were on top of me with your dick stuck shoved in my cunt"
"Sounds good" said Felix; He gave Sonia a few playful licks an on the down her back as he climbed on top of her, then bit lightly on the nape of her neck and thrust his penis eagerly into her vagina
It was dawn in [???]
Tara Leo yawned. She rubbed up affectionately against "Mister Kittles" [check if this name is taken/has already been used] - the affectionate [redundant] name she and her ["sisters"?; they're not related...] had given to the pride's pride's non-anthropomorphic male - before rising from her place on the floor ['ground'???] beside him and walking[?] to her [where would they keep their technollogical equipment? tents? trailers?][also, what do she and the other anthro members of the pride do for a living?] trailer.
She poured(?) herself a glass of water, then opened her medicine chest(?) and began taking out the regimen of pharmaceuticals that allowed her to function at a sapient level. After taking eight pills in half a dozen varieties now came the hard part, she drew up a/some [medicine type/medicine synonym] into a syringe and injected it into the port at the base of her spine.
Tara crouched down in front of Mister Kittles and raised her tail. The strong dominant feral [too many adjectives?] male climbed atop her, bit the nape of her neck and plunged his spiny penis into the folds her folds [reword?]
Tara 'rowl'ed with pleasure as Mister Kittles enthusiastically humped her, enjoying the slightly/mildly painful but extremely sensuous/erotic sensation sensation [replace with synonym if 'sensuous' is chosen as an adjective] of the lion's spined member/dick raking back and forth across the interior of her vagina [as he thrust into her again and again]. She writhed with pleasure and pushed back to meet Kittles' thrusts and gasped as several bursts of his warm semen sprayed into her vagina interior.
Tara let out another loud 'rowl' as Mister Kittles withdrew from her, his barbs dragging quickly down the entire length of her vagina vaginal canal (warm) (love) tunnel.
"Get my panties boy, get my panties"
Obediently, Rusty bit [reword] Kathleen's panties and pulled them down. It had taken Kathleen months a year to train him to do that but it was worth it, "Good boy"
Rusty stuck his nose in Kathleen's crotch, (drawing in the scent of her heat), "Do you like the smell of my pussy boy? Who's a horny Boy?." Kathleen got down on all fours and circled around behind Rusty, "mmm, now I'm gonna smell you boy. Kathy wants to smell her big sexy horny Rusty"
She stuck her nose under Rusty's tail and sniffed his genitals. Her pussy watered [reword] at the ((other) dog's) attractive masculine smell/scent.
Rusty (stuck his head under his master's raised tail) sniffed Kathleen's cunt/muff one more time, than then climbed upon the jumped on top of the anthro bitch her and shoved his long, bright red cock into her pussy.
Rusty panted heavily(?) as he thrust madly(?) into his mistress. Drool His mouth lolled(?) open and long strands drool dripped(?)/fell from it onto the back of Kathleen's neck Kathleen's back.
"Good boy Rusty! GOOD BOY!!!" shouted Kathleen as Rusty's knot expanded inside of her, locking them together as the non-anthro xher pet's Rusty's [change this wording; redundant] seed shot out inside of her in a series of short bursts.
Rusty stepped off of Kathleen, swinging his right rear leg over her body so that they were now standing tail to tail
"Good boy..." sighed Kathleen as she and Rusty settled down onto the floor, "...best boyfriend."
Ball of Furrymuir Part 2
Hermes Trismajestus was ibis, ape and human He
Spike the dragon, he was there
The diamond dogs, they were there, ??? Trading gems to bitches, to have them suck their bones
Angel Bunny he was there, ???
Seargent Delphine Angua was there, ??? the werewolf supercop She
Jake the stretchy dog was there, the rowdy party dog He
The Cutiemark Crusaders came, and they were all in luck "Who'd have guessed our special talent would be sucking cocks cock?"
four and twenty a
four avd twenty vultures came out to the retreat they yiffed the furs with STDs, they love their rancid meat
three and twenty yetis came down from shangri-la
two and forty scarabs came down from [egyptian region with same syllabic pattern as inverness] ??? and rimming all the guests
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Fiona Frog, Billie Bufo Tina Toad, and Sandy [sally???] Salamander stood above Billy Bufo, rubbing their cloacas
They had met at a wild party Someone had filled the pool with booze and
someone had filled a kiddie pool with booze and a bunch of people them folks had gotten were getting drunk by sitting in it and letting the alcohol diffuse through their permeable skin.
"ah ... Ah... AH..." sally gasped a Billy's tongue worked over her slit pushing her to her peak. She ground her crotch into Billy's face as spasms deep within her body pushed began to push a hot load of unfertilized eggs out of her [cloaca synonym. "sump"? I need to make something up but the meaning needs to be apparent] and into onto the toad's mouth face
"Oh!... Oh god!... Swallow it all!" demanded cried commanded Sally, pressing her cloaca tightly against Billy's mouth. Billy gagged on the unceasing torrent of eggs that poured into his maw as the salamander girl climaxed in his mouth.
notes:
I'm pretty sure that this story misrepresents amphibians' erogeneous zones (in fact, I'm not sure, but they might not even have any)
Melissa mouse , grinning,</span> looked blearily at the litter of sextuplets that she had just spent the last five hours giving birth to as they suckled from her breasts. A grin smile crossed her face; after giving birth to two sets of twins [check number of breasts on mice; if 12 change this to triplets] she had beginning to worry that something might be wrong with her, but now she knew could tell that her reproductive system was healthy just fine. More importantly, she would be able to finish her outfit now.
she took out the two brassires which she had made already out from their place in her top dresser drawer. Each cup the face of one of her offspring one made from the faces of a previous set of twins, their mouths hanging open, allowing her nipples to protrude lewdly. Going over to her bedroom mirror, she held each up to a row of breasts, turning to see how they looked from different angles.
she selected a knife from the table and ran it down the back of her child's head, cutting a slit from his ears to the base of his skull. Melissa then picked up a different knife and began to carefully peel the skin away from her son's skull [redundant. fix.].
Sylvia tossed and turned in her wax and aluminum hex. In her mind dreams she was back in her mother's hive, training to act as her sister Heather's bodyguard.
It was the time of the yearly drone cull and Sylvia and the others recieving the same training was were conducting live-fire [find equivalent phrase that doesn't imply/connote ranged weapons] exercises training excercises with real weapons and live adversaries.
theyy were a young fresh drone was chosen to as a stand in for Heather, whom Sylvia was to protect, and a group of the eldest drones were assembled and informed that they would be allowed permitted to stay in the hive for another year, without being cast out or dispatched, if they could kill him.
She maneuvered nimbly around them, striking from all sides, the patterns of her footwork movement footwork spelling out words of scorn [and derision] comprehensible only to other bees.
As she snapped the neck of this last brother, Sylvia was overcome with a [adjective] ecstacy that made her weak in the knees [clean this sentence up]
Sylvia woke up out of breath. She clambered climbed down out of her cell and stepped out of exited her and her sister's bedroom. She The worker bee paused in the communal area of the dormitory suite, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door of Heather Stephanie the praying mantis
"what is it Sylvia?" Heather Stephanie yawned, "do you know what time it is?"
"Can I go hunting with you!?"
"Alright!" exclaimed Sylvia, "Tonight we make our honey with blood!"
Heather Stephanie gave her a sideways glance
"I've done it before"
Dirty Fables/Aesopica Pornographica:
Tortoise and Hare:
The hare scoffed at the slowness of the tortoise's movements, but the tortoise rebuked him, saying that quickness was not always best.
The hare set right to fucking his vixen, he began his thrusting quickly immediately and soon ejaculated and had to rest, much to the vixen's disappointment. The tortoise, meanwhile, had not even mounted his vixen yet, preparing her slit with long slow licks. By the time the tortoise climbed atop his fox the hare had mounted his five times, yet she was no closer to climax, the tortoise's vixen however, worked up to a state of excitement by the tortoise's slow careful attentions, cried out in pleasure and orgasmed around the tortoise's member almost as soon as he began to slide it into her. Thus the tortoise won the contest, showing the superior efficacy of deliberation and care over rushed hastiness.
The Lion and The Mouse:
One day a field mouse was playing scurrying about and happened to wander into a lion's den. The lion caught him and was about to eat him up, but the mouse pleaded "please spare me, and one day I will repay your kindness"
The lion did not believe that there was anything the mouse could do for him, but was so amused that he let the mouse go free anyway because he was so amused.
One day the lion was driven from his pride by a younger rival. Sadly he walked away as his rival joyfully consumated his new relationship with the lionesses who had provided him with pleasure and companionship for much of his adult life exuberantly consummated their her relationship with the new suitor. the lion walked all day and finally collapsed from exhaustion under a tree, where he remained all day the next day, too depressed to move. As night fell the mouse whom the lion had freed before scurried up, having followed him from his lost pride. Wordlessly, the mouse scurried up onto the lion's bpdy the lion and wrapped his body around the lion's penis and rubbed himself against it and licked it as it emerged from its sheath. The mouse's small size allowed him to tend to the lion in voluptuous detail and brought him to a discharge as pleasing as he had ever had with a lioness. The mouse staying on to replace the lion's Thus by making himself a replacement for its lost mates the mouse repaid the lion's kindness.
Genommaster Semele Delatrix. Female, 63/64ths human, and [deputy?] chief lecturer in paranormal[?] genetics and developmental biology at Macrax University...
"...And that is [fantasy technobabble] the eighth general difference between conventional hybridization and paranormal[?] hybridization. In our next lecture we will discuss the mechanisms of these differences
[class is dismissed and begins to file out]
"Doctor Delatrix!" a graduate student rushed into the lecture hall
"Yes, [name]"
"We've located a xxbrassxx xxcopperxx xxtan taupe[?????] dragon xxnestingxx [wrong connotation] xxlivingxx [too mundane] dwelling [change this to a better synonym; 'taken up residence', perhaps] in
"We've confirmed that a []type/color] dragon has taken up residence in the caves of [name] mountain"
"Male or female?..."
"Male, ma'am"
"Show me your data" Professor Delatrix grabbed quickly gathered her papers lecture materials [loose or in a briefcase] and began walking briskly ['purposefully'?] towards [location; an observation tower maybe? or her office?] in the direction of the lift to the observation tow r atop Dephak Hall, the graduate student falling into step behind her. He handed her a folder(?) and clipboard(?)
[introduce some of her halfbreed kids]
[Delatrix gets stuff together for a journey and scientific study and also dragon sex]
The majority of the path to [mountain] the mountain was well worn and well traveled, although the divergence where after the the path to the mountain proper> path to the mountain specifically in specific diverged from the main general roads that constituted most of the route things became more difficult [adjective] and less developed, with only a dirt road leading up into through the closest and deepest part of the surrounding forest that surrounded the relevant portion on the relevant side of the mountain
[excuses herself from sex (between copulations) briefly to surreptitiously save a sperm sample for study].
Semele dug hurriedly through her backpack, rummaging around until she was able to retrieve a specimen vial found a (pack of?) [state size?] small (plastic?) specimen vial(s).
She popped open the cap of one vial and scraped up one some of the globs of draconic seed semen that had landed on her thighs then quickly carefully resealed and labeled the vials the vials and labeled them.
A lone egg on a desolate planet. Its parents long gone, retreated to the stars...Slowly, it begins to hatch. A crack appears at the top of the egg
A piece of shell falls away and a tentacle emerges. It reaches up out and pulls away the remaindEr more sections of the shell
There is precious little carbon in the area, but luckily there is an abundance of silicon rich sand. Unfortunately there is still little a lack shortage [derth? scarcity? depletion] of chemical energy to be had/found so the alien/newborn/creature must get its energy what energy it can from the planet's sun. So it stands and basks, slowly absorbing the power it needs to transform inert sand into more useful molecules, and aas it basks, it thinks; thoughts on the order of "[Why do I need (to ingest) this sand?] Why must I bask? What is the sun? What is this place? What am I? Where did I come from... I came from an egg that object over there... where did it come from?" Although it is not yet verbal, having not yet enough thoughts to (need to) record (them)
[name] raised her hand and waved it frantically, "Excuse me, Mister Jarlsberg!..."
"yes, [name]"
"My water just broke, may I be excused to deliver my litter?"
"of course, here's a pass, go right down to the nurse's office"
"okay alright, push!"
"Okay" panted [name] "Hnnngh..."
"[nurse comments that one of the whelps is crowning]"
the cub's intestines spill spilled out as the knife is was drawn along its belly [fix tense???]
[hyenas]
Brian sighed and got down on his knees as Cindy unzipped her jeans. The female's large pseudophallic clitoris flopped out. Brian held opened took Cindy's girl cock in both hands and opened his muzzle to take/accomadate/??? her rapidly hardening seven inches
"You're taking me to the movies this saturday" said Cindy as her cock flopped from Brian's mouth.
"Sorry Cindy, I can't. Vicky's having me take her this Saturday"
"Then you're taking us both."
After a few minutes of conversation with Vicky, Cindy returned to Brian
"Call your mom. Vicky said I could take you home with me tonight."
"This is my first time, it had better be good!"
"Its my first time too" replied Brian
Jimmy the mouse's eyes fluttered open. He hadn't expected to wake up again after the catgirl had attacked him [expand/expound on this ?].
Pain shot through his shoulders; his arms were tied behind his back and apparently connected by a chainH, he craned his neck around, yes, by a chain, to the ceiling so that his whole weight hung would hang on his shoulders unless he stood directly under the chain and stood up as straight as possible, and that was just as bad as it meant putting his weight on at least one broken bone. s
Jimmy surveyed his surroundings. He seemed to be in a somebody's rec room, presumably the cat's. The room was lit with fluorescent lights overhead. There was an exercise machine in one corner of the room, an air hockey table by the wall next to it, and a TV with a videogame console against the wall opposite the air hockey table. Distressingly, there was also a table next to the right of the TV where someone was had apparently been working on a crafts project using mouse bones
She was grey furred with black stripes and naked except for a pair of fingerless gloves and fourr strapless sports bras. She walked up to jimmy and Ignoring Jimmy, she walked up to her exercise and began working out
Thirty minutes later the cat finished her workout. She stepped off of the exercise machine, toweled herself off with a towel that was laying on the ground floor nearby, and then approached Jimmy. Unceremoniously, she balled up her right hand into a fist and punched him in the gut. This was a immediately followed by a blow from the left and another from the right. She built up a ryhtm rythm of powerful blows until causing Jimmy to begin coughing uo blood
Jimmy woke up again some time later. There were now several five or six tomcats in the room now, all sitting sitting separated in far corners of the room, eyeing each other suspiciously, except for two who were fighting each other, and probably, if there were a bunch of tomcats here - Jimmy turned around - yes, there by theTV was a the sixth tomcat and Jimmy's captor on the floor all-fours underneath him.
The Shaming of Gilfaethwy and Gwydion
In ancient Wales Britain, the sorceror king Math Fab Mathonwy reigned over the land of Wales.
Though powerful in war and magic and wise in rulership, king Math had a great and debilitating weakness. Due to [wtf was this due to?], he would wither away over the course of several days if his feet were not held at all times by an unspoiled virgin [perhaps replace with the purple prose phrase "a virgin pure" ("a virgin unspoiled and pure"???)], save for those times whennhe was leading his armies in battle or conducting attending to equally grave matters of state.
Now, it happened that Math's nephews, Gilfaethwy and Gwydion, had become enamored of Math's footholder Goewin, and they contrived to rape her while Math was away attending the courts of the other kings of the British Isles.
The statue of NHGH towered above within the cliffside mountainside [<-the building is carved into it] temple a twenty-five [thirty?] foot tall stone [noun] figure with wild hair, a manic laugh grin, and dozens of hands and arms each with an upraised middle finger
Jim Gekkonidae ran a sticky hand over his cloaca, gently he teased out his hemipenes he slid in two of his fingers and teased his hemipenes out from their hiding spot place inside of his body. Wrapping a hand around his left right left shaft he began caressing himself, running the hand slowly from the cleft of his organ member(s???) up to the tip
Clowns of the Cirque De Sade
He pulled pulling as the [adj] clown pulled his penis out of the squirrel girl the [adj] female handed a tin containing a cream pie, which he smacked into the little squirrel's pudenda, elicuting a laugh uprozrious laughter from the crowd.
The lady clown stepped up as the other walked away. then She produced a comically large pair of scissors from her pocket. She and gave them a puzzled look, glancing back and forth between them and the squirrel girl. and She jabbed them the scissors experimentally against the child's vagina once or twice, then shrugged and cut her tail off instead
Lightning flashed over the city of Pilabum
Semele Delatrix, Genomaster of Dephak Academy stalked through the alleywayz alleyways. She was searching for a demon that was rumored to xxhavexx hauntxx have recently had allegedly taken up residence haunting the alleys of the museum district and been responsible for a [the?] recent [reword; redundant] string of assaults, rapes and murders [how is she going to take this thing on safely? how is it going to react to the fact that she wants to be impregnated by it? what else is she going to do afterward- will she send it to the authorities or send it away or wash her hands of it when she's done with it or become complicit in its activities or capture it for study???]
Idea/snippet: male has sex w/ an elephant's nostril, the elephant then sticks its trunk in a girl's pussy and blows out the other male's cum.
"Check it out! Bitch at 10 o' clock [reword???]"
"Is she hot attractive?"
"I can't smell her from here!"
Kathleen Canus walked down the path to the [non transcribed/transliterated greek rendering(?) of "Kyon" (canine)], the canine frat house.
"Hey fuzzball!" one of the many prostitutes of Sharn's [look up high crime/high prostitution district of sharn in city of towers sourcebook] district called out to a passing shifter.
"Who? Me?" replied the ambiguously animalistic [as in, doesn't look like an anthro of a particular species] grey furred humanoid, poiinting to himself.
"Yeah,, you! Wanna have a good time?"
"Sorry, I'm not into human women...
"Not into...?" the prostitute [a changeling] looked down at herself and then rolled her eyes in frustration; she ducked into an alley and a female shifter with brown fur, triangular ears, emerged.
More Bad Fanfiction
[First character is Fox][standard intro]
... as he began to masturbate. After ten minutes however, Fox still hadn't came(?)Come(?) even gotten close to coming. This had happened before
"[superficially profound statememt, similar to 'there is no try' but about sex]"
"Master Yoda!?"
Welcome to Helle
Yavin Yeti awoke to find himself standing before a great iron gate, from behind which there came such a clamor that it was impossible to idEntify any specific sound. To each side of the gate There was a podium with a man behind it examining an official looking book. At the podium To Yavin's left, [description of Leopold Von Sachar-Masoch], and at the podium to Yavin's right [description of the Marquis de Sade]