Daddy's Little Holiday Party: Slave

Daddy's Little Holiday Party By Dirt Coyote Slave Not even a good fifteen minutes in, did Slave have enough of Jonah. He looked over to the other boot next to his muzzle and noticed the sheen of spit on top. There was no doubt that Pet had to...

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People I Know

People I Know By Dirt Coyote Dane blinked several times, coming slowly out of his headspace. The commercials were enough to pull him from his trance and he slowly took the world in around him. It was his day off and the border collie had spent his...

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Don't Sell to Product

Don't Sell to Product By DirtCoyote Don smiled, peering clear through the hole in Zara Lee's chest out back to the smoking ring singed into his front door. Zara, the cheating ferret not fully aware of his emptied chest cavity, stood frozen with his...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 7

## Pet By DirtCoyote Billy only made it to the end of the driveway before he threw his board out into the woods. Fuming, he kicked up rocks and leaves, thinking of Mr. Flacks the entire time. Cars flew down the highway at dangerous speeds, the...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 6

Friends By DirtCoyote "You're gonna fucking take it all, bitch," Jonah roared into the basement. The maned wolf was strapped to his own wooden horse, pulling hard at the restraints. He hadn't expected the raccoon to have gone so rough on him....

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 5

Family By DirtCoyote "Rekha, shut up," Carl sighed just as he put the car into park and sagged into the driverseat The droplet on the car's center console screen wobbled for a second, Rekha listening in before replying back with, "Hmph." and going...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 4

## Slave By DirtCoyote Everett swung his head around, trying to follow the sound of his father's voice. Behind him was just the same endless fields of grass, flowers, and trees. They all rose and fell with his breathing, a calmness coming over him as...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 3

## Master Carl stroked Everett's mane while the VR headset he wore loaded the program. He knew his son was too exhausted to try and fight it off of him, but he took the extra precaution to tighten the straps. The tablet in his paw displayed what...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 2

Daddy's Little Dropout By DirtCoyote ## Son Everett gasped and swung around, yanking the headset off of his ears. Heart pounding, he pulled himself partly out of the chair. Something had made a sound, that was for sure, but there was also a...

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Daddy's Little Dropout: Chapter 1

Daddy's Little Dropout By Dirt ## Father EdgeTech was rumored to be hosting at least 300,000 people internationally this year. Carl needed to work right at the sides of his crew to cram any last minute improvements before Monday's debut. The...

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Humbled

Humbled By Dirt Coyote Topher the Top kept his steps silent as he clopped softly over the basement shag carpeted floor. Everyone in the frat house was downstairs making noise as two of his brothers arm wrestled wearing only jockstraps. On one side of...

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Good Uncle

Good Uncle By Dirt Coyote Bo sat on his knees holding the tomato vine like it had just died in his paws. It was a withered thing, none of the flowers able to bear fruit. Brown and black spots patched all along it's stem. No, Bo was not a good...

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