Trojan - Part 1

The Shepherd grabbed the man from behind. His small brown furred hands caressed the man as they start to go down. Chest. Abs. Butt... If he wanted to go lower, the Shepherd knew that he'd need to crouch and thus he did, caressing the man's legs while...

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Micro Transactions

"Hey there, spot gang, it's me, Enzo, and welcome back to another episode of Gatchamon Chartreuse." An ocelot with a short goatee is waving at the camera using both arms while sporting an open-maw smile. It's a medium close-up, so you can only see him...

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Trojan - Part 2

"Mr. Goldsmith will see you now." Atlas smiled at the deer and approached the closed doors. Short, slim, and seemingly on the younger end; it seemed that Mr. Goldsmith's taste was more varied than people gave him credit for. The shark wondered if the...

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Reduce - Reuse - Recycle

A firm tug and a single word were enough. "Stay." If _Sir_ ordered, then _Sir_ would get it. And thus, the drone tried to remain calm, or as calm as possible with an arm deep inside their anus. Digits pawed at their prostate. A welcome...

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The Promised Lad

Loud voices and metallic clanks resonated among the walls as several groups of people sparred, chatted, and drank with each other. Foxes, squirrels, raccoons, and many other species went on with their day-to-day life, only paying a passing glimpse to...

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A Different Kind of Triad

You head on over to the tip of the ship. The air hits your face as two twin towers make their appearance on the horizon. The screen fades to black as two sets of golden letters appear. Hingashi Kugane The screen slowly fades back with a front view...

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Breaking The New Toy

"Mr. Melnik, you know why I called you here, don't you?" Ivan tensed. Of course he did, it was all because of him. Cody Goldsmith, the waste of air that his boss liked to call _son_. Still, the polar bear had to pick his fights, and especially his...

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Five Minutes

"Welcome to _Casa de Pierce_." The blue Eagle shouted just as he opened the doors. Trailing not far behind, a small and lanky Golden Retriever clutched the strap of his duffel bag. "Are you sure about this?" The dog asked, "I don't want to...

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