Sketch Story: Training
"I wasn't made for this." The thought filled Charlie with a special kind of defeat. The Boltund wheezed as he planted his palms on his knees. He looked at the harsh metal of the squat rack and the four plates that seemed to mock him and his lean build....
Sent Down Pt. 3
"Who is it?" Came the answer from behind the door. Despite the constant ooze of seed mucking up the insides of his jeans, the soreness of his still-leaking tailhole, and his general indignance at being hauled around by the arm behind this elk palooka,...
A Life Just as Small as Yours or Mine
It's not a bad gig, being tiny. I mean, sure, you gotta watch out for birds and stuff like that, but if you can find a good norm to take care of you, it can be pretty easy living. I've got this tasmanian devil I've struck a deal with, and she is a...
Live Bait Pt. 1
Smoked out. The dogs had his scent. There was no hiding now, no refuge they could not overcome. He could only run. So the fox ran, until his legs were sore and heavy, and his lungs stung at the very touch of air. He almost fell to his knees, but a...
Last Night (Sketch Story)
A single body stirred under the sheets of a king sized bed, groaning softly before the blankets were tossed away lazily by the person under them. A kangaroo, but not quite a kangaroo, the child of a kangaroo and a dragon, was underneath, his tall ears...
Sketch Story: Shy and Glowy
Jazz belongs to fa: jazzotter (pssst, think you might want be part of one of my sketch stories? well, follow me here. every now and then i offer free spots!) "so, uh..."
last night (sketch story )
#4 of from my roo another story my roo wrote for me and my wolf to get rid of some writers block i like it so wana post it up here a sketch story my roo wrote for his boys [http://darokko.sofurry.com/](http://darokko.sofurry.com
Sketch Story: Christmas 'Cheer'
The traditional holiday scents of pine and gingerbread and booze still lingered in the air as the huge Saint Bernard roused from his heavy sleep. The world seemed darker than normal, and his big ears felt unseasonably warm but with a short huff he...
Sketch Story: To Whom This May Concern
And be warned: when i say this is a sketch story, i mean it, seriously, is a sketch. i didn't do any of my usual edit-while-i-writ editing, nor did i do any post-writing editing to smooth out the edges and remove redundant statements.
Sent Down Pt. 4
The black Sharpie retractable fine point permanent marker held a special meaning at Dragged Under. When Pandora had a fresh specimen of this fine brand of marker waiting for the coyote on his next visit, he was not particularly impressed, but giggles...
Project Tooth and Claw Pt. 1
"Wait, wait," the leopard half-shouted to be heard over the chopper's beating blades, grinning incredulously. "You mean the big new plan to beat the Russkies, our new secret weapon," she made a dramatic chopping gesture, "is supposed to be... dragons?"...
The Wall Pt 1
The darkness split open, and a man stood black against the glare of chill daylight. "Mm hm. Got papers for them?" Edward slowly raised one hand to shade his eyes. He thought the man had cat ears. "Yeah, in the cab." Gravel crunched as their...