“Confirmed, I have a lock on your position. You’re right on target, just hang tight until they show. I’ll pull you back once you have the target.” Sending back an affirmative, I took another look around the forest and settled in to wait.Another assignment to this same planet. Who would have thought?At this point, I honestly had to wonder what was going on with it. There were plenty of places where people in my line of work could work without ever needing to travel, but with the numb

"Clear?"
"Clear!" A human on the ground gave the elf on the floating island a thumbs-up. The elf closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then traced a rune on the rock. The rune began to glow, and part of the cliffside just above the water's surface fell away. Water cascaded out into the lake ten feet below in a furious cataract.
And not just water. Dozens, maybe hundreds, of mermaids flooded in along with the water, laughing and splashing as they rode the flood into the great lake.
The elf leaped

Bath






A pair of

okami

had wandered into the forest. Jenn and Ann were both beautiful young wolf-girls

with dark grey hair.



Ann

was the elder sister,

she

HNTBL: Caverns & Chameleons(a “How Not To Become Lunch” spinoff)Chapter 1:D&D Saves Lives!


Max finished up class and was heading out the door. "Bye Mrs. Draconica thanks for class," he said to the obviously-named dragon teacher on the way out. Max looked around the hallways. He had moved to this crazy country a few weeks ago, and slowly gotten used to the very different way the predators behaved. They were in the minority in his country and while things happened, they didn’t have

The mink was sleek and short, with white fur, a long Champaign-colored furry tail and a matching mane of head-hair. She was sitting across the table from a cartoon lion much less humanoid in build. Minerva could pass for a human in a tight-fitting fur suit and mascot head, while Leo, currently sat in a chair, could walk on all fours and pretend to be a normal, non-talking cartoon lion.Minerva also had clothes in the form of a snug fitting red dress that reached from her cleavage to halfway down

The angry gnome Rynna sat stewing in the cell, her pot belly spilling out from under her tunic. The city guard didn't have the sense of humor to appreciate her witty pranks, and now they decided to throw her in jail like some sort of criminal. That webbing would come off with soap and water, the fire hardly damaged anything, and Jimothy's hair would grow back eventually. Probably. Anyway, the unappreciated illusioned sulked in the dank air of the cell, spinning a loose bit of rock around on the

Party Downstairs Alfie woke up angry, some asshole was banging something heavy downstairs and he could barely even hear himself think, what the hell was going on?He tried to cover his head with pillows at first in order to block out the noise, but that didn’t do squat, so, now properly peeved, he flung the covers off his bed with enough force to send them across the room, shot up and headed for the door, grabbing some old tracksuit bottoms and a crumpled t-shirt with unidentified stains on it

Chapter 10




Two Days Later




    

It was time! It was time to go on his first hunt by himself. Asan wriggled happily as he slithered next to his mother-who-is-like-him. She was also going to be hunting for herself. He knew she needed yummy-prey in her tummy. She had been very sad-and-scared a few days ago

Girls make bad Pokemon trainers:






Chapter one.












“I can’t believe it, I finally get my very own starter!” Sara held the poke ball in her hands, a gentle smile blooming on her lips. She had dreame

Jack missed all the fun, from the looks of things.He'd heard about the Toontown bar from a friend at work and that there was something interesting happening there that night. Unfortunately he had to work late and by the time he saw the animated bar sign, people and toons were filing out."'Scuze me son, I say 'scuze me," said an enormous rooster. It had a cartoon steak pressed against one eye. "Sorry," Jack said, and got out of the way. A trio of cartoon hyenas went by on all fours, giggling an

What was supposed to be a simple trip to the neighboring kingdom ran into a snag. That particular snag, of course, being the massive winged lizard that swooped from the sky down onto Princess Ness and her escorts. However, unlike the dull brown lizards everyone knew that could fit in the palm of a man's hand, this massive beast towered four times a man's height, its scales blacker than charcoal gleaming in the sunlight, its golden eyes focused on the hapless travelers.
The men accompanying Ness

Coleus and Her flock Pt1

Coleus spared a lone look back, ensuring the end of her tail was through the doorway as it slowly swung shut, before letting her thoughts drift to her night. Her long, heavy body slithered across her carpet, heaving onto her extended, deep couch, allowing her space to settle her weary coils across it. Her dinner prospects were foremost. It was her eating night after all. Her tongue flickered in bored distaste, as if craving the tantalising touch

What if Tarran had not been mugged?
(soft vore, graphic digestion)
 
It was a rather uneventful afternoon, the sun still shining brightly high in the sky, warming the crow's black feathers. Tarran was walking since the morning, trying to cross the distance between 2 towns in one day, as he didn't really fancy sleeping under the stars. carrying a small, dark blue bag over his shoulder, filled with travel essentials, and the black, diamond-like jewel he was commissioned to deliver. The road

The back room of the toon bar was where things happened, they'd told Tim. They were right. He came through the door and the first thing he saw was a long bulge in a cartoon giraffe's neck. The giraffe closed its mouth around a set of shoes, swallowed, and Wally watched the lumpy bulge of human slide down a long, long neck.There was an audible thump as whoever it was reached the stomach and the flat belly between the giraffe's front and back legs bulged comically. As the lumpy swelling swayed up

The Carnival was by design a place of magic and wonder, an ephemeral place whose delights belonged to the same rosy corner of memory as fantastical dreams. The design in question was that of Emery Till, the so-called Ringmaster.

Truth be told, he could not rightly be called the master of the traveling band of performers and attractions so m
uch as the overtaut twine that somehow kept them all together. His hair, when not hidden under a gaudy hat to keep u

She needed a break, between taking the school board to court with a couple of the parents, and the responsibilities she now found herself shouldering as she helped the liminal students return to school, and of course the incident with the contractors and the school board that cropped up when she had a locker room shower turned back on for multiple students that found themselves drench in one aquatic’s piss or another’s (it wasn’t their fault that they had to hold aquatic limina