Trapped
in Stone "Ughhhhh." Qjok
leaned back in his chair, placing his hands behind his head. Yet
another long, dull day. His computer blipped at him, but he
ignored it. He was, after all, ahead of schedule - as an orc, you
had to keep ahead or people would insist you were behind. Not that
this was a problem for him - he always kept ahead enough that he
never had to play catchup and was easily in line for a raise... But
boy was he bored at the moment. He looked at the clock again -

The Nom-Father©
Tsumi Moogle '11Characters © Themselves.
Happy Birthday Damien.
:3
The moogle gave a
languid sigh as he reclined in the back of the well-polished car. Its
stoic-faced driver, a blue through the screen ahead, muted from his
passenger's business dealings whilst the city around them thinned
towards the single, stretching line of road headed south.'Well,
won't be long now, hmm? Your payment went through without a hitch,
kupo.. we'll soon enough be over the state-line, and you will

A
Dept Paid
A
gay, nineteen year old pit bull named Dexter steps out of the shower
and dries off. The only thing he puts on is a jockstrap. The dog
flexes his muscles in front of a mirror. Years of lifting weights has
finally paid off. As of now his biceps are twenty-five inches, and
his goal is to be by thirty on his twentieth birthday. The young dog
rubs oil over his white and light tan body. The stuff gives his fur a
shine people seem to love. Taking a deep breath, he sits in front of
his co

Unconventional
Methods
Chapter
5
by
Vuin
The
morning came more gradually to Hans this time. He had awoken early
in his bed to see the gray light of the morning sun dulled in fog
gradually enveloping his bedroom. He laid in bed a bit longer, his
alarm clock not set to awaken him for another hour.He felt
refreshed enough, the fox took a deep breath in and slid from his
covers, standing and stretching momentarily. He completed his
morning routine with a relatively empty head, brushing his teeth

Unconventional
Methods
Chapter
4
by
Vuin
The
fox sat up in bed for quite some time, mostly hunched over still
somewhat under the covers. Exhaustion still plagued him, his eyes
were heavy with the previous night's events. Finally Hans rubbed his
fists into his eyes to clear them of tire and he got up and out of
bed with a heavy, lethargic yawn. The fox moved into the bathroom
where he repeatedly splashed water from the tap onto his face,
occasionally looking at himself in the mirror for whatev

The girl smiled as she tended the beautiful flowers growing in the garden near her home. She had been rather unhappy about moving to the Savannah with her parents, but her mood changed when she saw how her garden flourished out here. But as she tended to her garden, she didn't see the hungry predator watching her carefully.
Smirking, the ebony-skinned zebra woman's ears twitched as she murmured "She looks like she'll be positively delicious." Now, most zebra and zebra/human hybrids weren't carni

Unconventional
Methods
Chapter
3by Vuin
The
salamander emitted a lewd hum, hands gliding down to stroke against
the base of her engorged cock. Those massive nuts that hung heavy
below the shaft of that monstrous member swayed with their added
weight and the struggle of the captive within, a cacophony of
sloshing, muffled yells, and squelching as the fat orbs constricted
and tightened around their meal.The pig and wolf had donned
victorious expressions, their confidence in the situation now
thor

Goblin
Vitalist - Argai
"Wh-whoa."
Kleidung
smirked at the goblin's reaction to him stepping into the enormous
tent. It was something between fear and awe, just staring at the
much larger greenskin.
He
crossed his arms for a moment, opting not to respond immediately. At
7'1, he was only slightly above average for his tribe - but this
still towered over the goblin who couldn't be quite three feet tall.
He then was very muscular - arms and legs bulged with firm girth, and
he was we

Unconventional
Methods
Chapter
2
by
Vuin
Tick...Tock...Tick...Tock...Tick...“Ugh!
It's always so slow after a nice assignment.” Mala complained as
over the course of the next twelve hours since their mission at the
factory they had done nothing but sit at their dispatch station.
Mala was sinking into the couch by now.“That's good though,
right? No noise means no trouble, that's a good thing yeah?” Hans
gave his thoughts.“No trouble means no assignments and no
assignments means no