Breaking McCloud Backstage
Being a galactic hero tended to come with a few perks, one of them being frequent invitations to exclusive events. Being a galactic hero in a time of peace meant Fox McCloud was usually free enough to take up some of these offers. Most of the time,...
Rivals and Partners
The wingtips were nearly touching, both fighters so close the pilots could and did exchange looks through the windows. Fox grinned; Falco threw a thumbs-up. Then they broke away in mirrored maneuvers, their sleek Arwings splitting wide around the body...
Messy Interface
Another dull evening in the shop without a job to do, some mission to fulfill, anything to break up the waiting. Grey, something of a hunter and a problem-solver, was ill at ease with nothing to do but wait for a contract. The wolf listened as the city...
Rutting Ridley
"Why'd I agree to this," muttered the silvery dragon, as was his habit when ruffled and rankled. "Not worth twenty dollars," he snorted, "wouldn't even be worth fifty!" He stood from his office chair, putting himself in the way of the window. The...
Pissing Off
Neither Stanley nor Marcus wanted to ever see water or wine again. Another evening, another lewd game to play. All in good fun between brothers who verged on lovers, a pair of rats with ram horns who filled their days with incestuous misdeeds....
Aurora's Audition
The tall, pink-haired wolf studied Aurora with the skepticism of a strict teacher. "Your name," said the wolf, her Australian accent thick as pine tar on every syllable, "is Aurora _Sexley?"_ Aurora, a shorter wolf with blue hair and a body that...
Straightening Sammy
Samuel Drivas, Sammy to friends and fuckpals, went about his job with a vigor and politeness that the boss appreciated. Sammy was a red fox, the classic _vulpes vulpes,_ and he was slim and trim and always came to work smelling clean and looking smart....
Breaking McCloud Part II
Long days and what seemed longer nights dragged out McCloud's unwanted stay in Wolf O'Donnell's hideout. For a time Wolf had kept his prisoner in bondage at night and under a close eye during the day. Then Wolf started keeping him near at night,...
Butt Slam Part VIII
The ocelot sat back on his bench, a wince tightening his muscles, those in his face especially. The bruising was mild compared to most of his matches; usually "Mad" Mavis was a more vicious opponent. This time the horse had settled for a few grapples...
Shifting Gears
It was eleven PM when Julan, sweaty and stiff following ten hours on a bus, fell into his bed at the _Minnesota Multinational Motel._ Julan was so exhausted that he did not snark about how poorly-named the motel was, how its proprietors had obviously...
Rising Star
Brooke passed through the wide stone archway to her dorm and slipped into her shell, a sturdy piece of armor custom-painted bronze and black, studded with metal nubs until she earned the distinction of full-on spikes. She was proud of it, and she had...
The Neighborhood Daddy
Desmond pushed his mower across the last strip of tall grass. Lawns never seemed so big until he was mowing them, and his flat rate of twenty dollars for front and back began to feel like an offer too generous to be worthwhile. He let go of the...