Dinner
for a Dragoness
by
Emberell
Tranquil
waves washed up onto the beach. Their salty spray blew coolly on the
breeze, and decorated the view of the ocean nestled in the protective
arms of the mountains around the sheltered cove. On the soft sand a
sleek black and white dragoness watched the continual ebb and flow of
the water, lost in her own daydream and relaxed on the fine sands.
Selicia gazed out over the rocky inlet, not quite seeing the rippling
grey blue or the silvery rocks of the cli

Golden
Greed
By
Emberell
Slrk.
Heated confusion surrounded the dragoness's head. Where was she…?
Selicia tried to remember… The tight tunnel around her pulsed
powerfully, and she found her head slipping deeper into the dark
black-red. There was a slick, musky wetness all around her, the
masculine scent of arousal making it incredibly difficult to
concentrate on just what had led her to this predicament. It was on
the tip of her tongue, but with another powerful pulse her living
surroundings

The
Sound of a Dragoness Falling Into Wood
By Emberell
Stars
twinkled brilliantly in the deep blue sky, like sparkling water
rolling through the grey cloudy islands backlit by the white light of
the moon. A cool chill rustled through the chocolate- brown feathers
of a handsome gryphon standing purposefully outside a chilly cave. He
felt the cold breath comb through his creamy white tummy feathers,
but the chill didn’t bother him. He had more than enough feathers
to keep him warm in much brisk

An
Eastern Urge
By
Emberell
The
sun shimmered low on the horizon, setting between two small islands.
The air between the floating islands was spotted with fluffy clouds,
through which the breathtaking view of a mountainous continent far
below could be seen. A single misstep would see the unfortunate
tumbling in a heart-stopping fall to the unforgiving crags below.
That
constant danger kept the great dragon busy. It was his job to watch
the skies around the island city to make sure that those w

Into
the Womb With Her
By
Emberell
Crickets
hummed a chirping lullaby, hidden away in perches shrouded by the
dark of night from the eyes of the prowling dragoness. Their soothing
song offered little relief for the burning blush that all but glowed
beneath Silariel’s white fur, and so she ignored their song. No,
they could not distract her. She knew that her target lay within the
chilly cave before her. The cool breeze from deep within wouldn’t
shoo her away, much less crickets. Within, she

A
Feast Fit for a Dragon
By
Emberell
A
gentle trickling hum wisped through the midday air, each lap of the
singing river speckling the breeze with the fresh scent of clear
water. Warm sunlight shimmered on the gently bubbling river and
bathed the lush riverside with a bright warmth that was not yet too
terribly hot. The morning sun gazed down upon two dragonesses who
were lost in the midst of a strange conversation.
“No,
nonsense. I’m certain you’ll be impossibly satisfied. A
wonderful,

Late at night a young male weasel was browsing cougar.com for some grown women. In more ways than one. The little weasel, Fehago browsed though the profiles and one caught his eye. It was titled "BBB" he clicked on it and went to the page of a heavyset badger. A "big, beautiful badger" The pics were of her in a pink bikini-a size or two-too small. Her big black belly sagged over her thong some, a had a luscious three sets of breasts. All six were Triple D! The horny little we

Striper was lolling about in his cave home. It wasn't his normal house, but he every so often retreated here for private relaxation. Striper was a large anthro skunk, who's white stripe on his head to tail was much longer than the rest of the black fur that covered his body, giving him the appearance of a mohawk and hence his name. The skunk was of a heavy build, not fat or muscular - just that he had stocky, thick proportions. The big skunk had taken residence in his cave home ever since he tri

I was a 5ft tall weasel in this dream, a little short and thin. It was nighttime at a club, just after arriving I needed to use the rest room, upon which I entered and the door closed shut. I notice that as the door shut the sounds of the club were silenced. The door must have been sound proofed and as it shut I heard a loud click, I tried to open it again, but it was locked. The bathroom had high ceilings, five stalls, two urinals, and three sinks. The room was rustic metal and painted with war