Tales From the Dust District

#3 of scraps of story scenes post furry western flavored town of hybrid beings, with some discordian seasonings and oh yeah. dolls and prostitutes. (cactus cover art photo from unsplash) zaire came into the saloon holding a bundle in his arms.

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Of Lava and Lamb

Enjoy the post-furry yiff of weird from my moony mind. the shag carpet stretched all along the drafty cathedral-style castle on top of a very steep hill.

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Rebirth

Crizerp's exoskeleton grew translucent as the molt began. Hold music in the lobby steadily kept droning on its ambient jaunt as the epidermis grew milkier and milkier and started to flake and curl musky slough spirals around Crizerp's very...

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Commission Tasteofcookie

You desperately try to hold onto your values in a post furry world. obviously failing. you weren't a zoophile. you couldn't be more sure of that.

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A Day in the Life of Clive Updike

It's a real simple, bare-bones site for reading and posting furry stories, set up by the one and only danath. go take a look, sign up if you like what you see, and possibly vote in the contest (for my character? (if he's your favorite?)).

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