Feeling Good
"My name is Paul, I'm five foot six, I'm a red squirrel, I state the obvious, I overshare and...I use alcohol to make myself feel better..." "Hello, Paul." Two words in and the therapist was already annoying me, I wish I hadn't let my friends...
Dirty Play
His scent, his musk, it was all that he could smell while stuffed into the locker, of course the jock strap that had been stuffed over his muzzle was the main source. He could hardly move and hardly see, though every once and a while he would catch...
Escape Pt. 1
As your eyes fluttered open from your sound sleep you are quick to realize that things have gone horribly wrong while you were asleep in the lab. Though the alarm wasn't blaring the flashing red lights were warning enough to let you know that one of...
Working Hard or Hardly Working?
Down a surprisingly well lit alley deep inside the city sat a pink rabbit, trying to keep himself comfortable on an empty crate he used as a chair while writing in his little notebook. It was in these pages that he kept his lewd ideas and short...