Conversions: Gravitas
Banking his wings, Gravitas glided above the canopy, lowering himself just enough to let his claws ripple through the leaves on the tops of the trees. Twisting to the left, all four wings adjusting his angle of descent the rubber dragon dipped down...
Conversion: Prestnos
Slithering deeper into the forest Prestnos looked around a stand of tall beech trees, peering toward the centre of the woods. He was quite sure this is where the rumours said the "strangers" were seen. But so far it looked like empty woodland to him. ...
Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 2
Moving into the glass cubicle Orel pulled his thick skunk tail in after him then let the door slide shut. It closed with a very definite clunk, sealing him inside the chamber. Dressed in only his singlet, still damp from his earlier orgasm the skunk...
Cistern: The Grunge Pit: Part 1
Wandering through the Cistern as Orel always felt weird, the brown rat padded bare-foot across the mesh-floor of the main room toward the new rooms the MC had built. Pausing the brown rat looked around the room and grinned; he had to admit he loved it...
The Cistern: Mizt Part 3
Mizt rolled his shoulders and tugged at the shoulder straps of his red and green wrestling singlet. It was comfortable, just his size with space for his tail to poke out the rear end. Sewer was dressed in the same sort of tight lycra clothing, the...
The Cistern: Mizt Part 2
Mizt stirred, yawning with a soft ottery chirp as he woke up to the warm, cosy space of the nest. His master Sewer was draped around him as the big spoon, the pair of them curled up together in a warm pile of cushions and blankets. It was the third day...
The Cistern: Mizt Part 1
Cadius was feeling somewhat nervous, today was the day he started his time in the Cistern. He still couldn't quite believe he'd agreed to this, he'd signed up to the app his friend Orel suggested as a way to have some fun. He hadn't thought he'd...
The Cistern: Part 6
Toilet was nervous, it was his last day in the Cistern, tomorrow morning they'd be turning him back into a mouse and letting him go. Their days of filthy debauchery over. Last night had been amazing, stuck in that pit with his master, being soaked...
The Cistern: Part 5
Toilet squirmed as his master fixed the clips to his wristbands, chaining him in place against the mesh floor of the Cistern. He was down on all fours, palms flat against the plastic coated grill that kept them out of the drain itself. The yellow rat's...
The Cistern: Part 4
Sighing in delight Toilet let his head lean back against the wall of the shower, the hot water thundering down over his fur, washing his fur clean of piss and cum. It had been a wild day, after his willing show where he had lain down and pissed all...
The Cistern: Part 3
Crossing the cistern Toilet headed toward the alcove that served as their kitchen. He'd had a long shower, cleaned his fur and then dried off, now his yellow fur was tidy, sleek and ready for whatever his master had in store for him next. It felt...
The Cistern: Part 2
Orel stretched out in the nest and watched with a soft grin as Toilet Rat slept curled up next to him. In this body he really was Sewer Rat, he refused to answer to his name even if he thought about it in the privacy of his own head. The same went for...