Good Ol' Boys

# The Good Ol' Boys The smell of coffee permeated the bookstore on a cool autumn afternoon. With summer over and winter not quite on its way, school was in session so the building was quite empty these weekdays. Sitting by himself in the cafe...

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Running To Fat

# Running To Fat This was it. John growled to himself as he walked his damp, dripping body up the stairs of the frat house to his bathroom, stripping his soaked clothed into the bathtub. The lithe canine was pissed. He was breathing hard as he wrung...

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The Card

# The Card Eric rushed home as quickly as he could and struggled to find the right key to his apartment. The lithe twenty year old programmer had just scored an awesome deal as he fought with the door knob, quite overexcited. Pushing his thick...

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Smoked Pork

# Smoked Pork "Come on dude, you know I don't like surprises, Eric." I smiled as James opened the box. "Yeah, but I found an, interesting new site bo- er, dude." Had to catch myself there. This new bod comes with some pretty intense instincts...

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Customer Service

# Customer Service "...press three if you wish to talk to a live customer service representative..." Daniel pressed three on his phone hesitantly as he moved to wipe his glasses clean. His sweaty, shaking hands weren't making his job any easier as...

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Gnoll body Knows My Troubles

# Gnoll body Knows My Troubles "And when I mean big, I don't mean obese. I mean mostly muscle and some height. Nothing too tall either. I want to fit through doors." Jonah crossed his arms as he stared down the beefy panda. Mickey sighed. He longed...

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Tribal Frat

Tribal Frat- Beginning with a Jockstrap By Mickey Bamboo Commissioned by Eiji Otaka "Ugh, seriously?" Gordon Williamson scrunched his nose as he entered the living area of the Eta Beta Pi fraternity. While the Junior didn't hold any...

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Some Boar Time

**Some Boar Time** The world is full of magic, though not many people would call it that. Winter changing into spring, the miracle of birth, the new sunrise every morning, the cycle of life and death itself, all a form of magic. Still, what people...

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