The Unwilling Gameshow
The morning sun had started to peak over the horizon, painting the city with a hue of orange light. Traffic bustled in the city, pedestrians walking to their destinations on densely populated streets. A street near the outskirts of the city was a...
Unnamed
The bear looked like he had passed out, only the bench and the improvised tape bondage holding his head in a somewhat upright position. "what happened to his nose? "i'm sorry overseer, when he bit i..." the boar's voice trailed off.
Ricky’s Taming
The feline is already tugging at the tape: bondage tape that glues itself and not the fur, it goes off in a single pull and he can open his muzzle wide for good, blinking dazzled and face all wet from rivers of tears. "i'm here, hun!