The Belly Eternal

Thomas had handled cases like this so many times before his biggest fear was the inevitable boredom. He'd been to every dark and dejected corner of the planet investigating the hidden activities of powerful people. He'd faced down gunmen while unarmed,...

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The Fattest Doll of All

Mystic was enjoying his stroll through the retail district, taking his time to enjoy the birdsong and observe all the varied furs sauntering about as they, too, enjoyed the wonderful weather. The overcast and drizzly conditions earlier in the week had...

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The Best Test

Phillipe thumbed idly through the Golf Digest he'd found on the waiting room end table and marveled at how so much print advice could be given to a physical activity. Phillipe knew sports and exercise. He was a fixture at the gym; his tall, wide frame,...

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Life of the Plate

Lester shook out his fatigue jacket, shaking off the November cold. The little door chime tinkled and he felt the odd sensation of walking into air heated to precisely skin temperature. He was a wiry but fit black lab with short spiky hair and a...

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Feeding the Huntress

The filter alert warbled like an old European police siren, filling the cockpit with far more decibels than were warranted to notify them that a charcoal sheet needed replacing. Simmons looked at Julius, a humorless dead-on "not more of this shit"...

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Big Strains

Palor beckoned his big ram slave with a sharp jab of his finger and a sly grin. They were an odd pair, Palor a short white folf with a shock of violet frosting his ears, tail and the wild forelock swept over his face. He lead a massive blue and tan ram...

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Lifestyle Center part 1

The foyer was clean and cool, glowing with the sunset beyond the windows. Wendell was surprised they were willing to take an admission so late in the day but with the staff being mostly 24-hour live-in employees he supposed it wasn't so strange. The...

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Long John

Miss Tammy was smoking again, and I fought back my coughing as the fumes filled the hatchback. She turned every corner tight and fast, sucking what was left of my lunch to one side of my pelvis or the other as we wheeled to the meetup with the John....

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Ballroom Feast

Tyson had not felt his anxieties lessen in the manner one might expect with the proposition before him, but his bright, shuddering sexual excitement was almost keeping his anguish in check. The short, gray donkey's dick throbbed in his jeans and he...

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A Diffrent Angel

Monty picked listlessly at the crumbs cascading down his chest, trying to hold in the tears. It worked for twelve seconds and then they flowed, accompanied by the sobs that racked his frame head to hoof and jiggled the flabby prison that was his body....

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The Gift of Thrift

Malachi didn't even know why he was in this stupid place. Well, he knew, but there was no way in hell he was going to acknowledge it. Even on the way in a weasel, not even a tall one, had given him a smirk when he'd gotten off the bus. Malachi was a...

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Mouthfeel

Trebuchet had prepared everything in the room just so, which considering how little they would be making use of the place was probably unnecessary. The blue-and-tan sheep stood in his boxers admiring his handiwork and ran his fingers through his woolly...

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