Introductions
by Bartaugh
 
Part 3: Going Home
 
 
He was waking up again, though more gradually than before and with less of the disorientation at awakening in an unusual setting. The minotaur's body, still present against his own, felt warm and comforting, and the texture and softness of the bed now felt strangely familiar, as though he had awoken upon it all his life. He'd been sleeping for awhile, he could tell that much even if he did not know just how long. Bartaugh wa

Introductions
by Bartaugh
 
Part 2: Dinner and Entertainment
 
 
 
Dh'rath had a cruel expression on his face, crueler than Freynis had ever seen. It was the kind that went beyond domineering; the drow boy was showing true malice now, a willful desire to see harm occur.
 
Maybe, Freynis considered briefly, he had just never seen the boy smiling so cruelly up close. Or, perhaps, the effect was substantially enhanced by the drow's next taunt.
 
"I don't kn

An old story of mine.

This story features consentual sexual contact between three adolescent (I can't say
teenage, because elves are supposed to age slowly, so they're probably in their twenties)
elf males and an adult minotaur. It also features the non-consentual roasting and eating
of one of the elves. A good time is had by all (except for the elf who is roasted).

If any of those themes aren't to your liking, you may not like this story.


One final note: I adapted this stor

Whew. This is the LONGEST story that I have ever written, topping Steamed Veggies in
length.
This story is a prequel to The Dinner Invitation. I actually have another prequel in mind,
chronologically set before this story, but I'll have to see about actually getting around to
writing it.
As with everything else I write, there's snuff and eating of people and also a little bit of
rape (not ALL of my stories have rape; in several of them all of the sex is consensual,
done and over with befo

I'm not even going to bother with my standard disclaimers this time. Suffice to say, the story has tags, consider those tags to be accurate.
This story is part of the Bartaugh / Leyrar / Freynis series. Chronologically, it's the earliest in the series (I really haven't intended to go backward constantly, it just worked out that way) and it's almost certainly the earliest that I'll write in the series; anything else that I create for this scenario will come after this story. If you enjoyed th

Tucked away in a small burrow, a rabbit
would lay awake, giving a small sigh as he munched on some clover.
He’d look to be if not a little sad. But why? He seemed to be quite
safe, and beside him laid a bag of food. Now. . . the food was
running a bit low, but, that wouldn’t seem to be particularly
disheartening. No. . . what was troubling the rabbit was not any
direct ‘necessity’, but instead the lack of company, which. . .
the rabbit would believe, to be just as basic of a necessity as

“He never wakes up until the sun’s
up and it’s warm,” Lichthia had explained to Jack. “And when
he’s full, it takes even longer,” she’d added with a smirk. “I
usually spend the mornin in the den, eatin breakfast. . .sometimes
cleanin up.” She’d shrugged. “It’s safe enough outside, I
never seen a pred round here except for owls. . .and Jaabir of
course. .. but I prefer not to take chances.” She’d show him the
bags of clover, nuts and berries, though she wouldn’t ea

The mouse would walk with Jaabir,
staying close to him, a big smile on her face. Of course she smiled
often enough, but she was excited at what was to come. After a while,
she’d say, “Actually wanna play a different game than the one we
had in mind.” She’d grin impishly. “S’a doe’s prerogative
t’change her mind.” She’d sigh and add, “Got the idea when we
had that little impromptu game yesterday.” She’d smile at the
memory.

Slithering contently along, the python
too wo

Lichthia
made a shy entrance. Her head appeared from just behind a log. She
lifted her nose skyward and sniffed the air, her whiskers quivering.
Sensing the coast was clear (or at least pretending to), she’d
scurry over the log and stand crouching on two legs, mouse like,
looking about. *squeak!* Seeing the flowers and the berries, her eyes
would light up, and she’d scamper over carelessly. “Oh my!”
*squeak!*
Waiting
near, the python would bring out his tongue, making certain the coast
w

Jaabir’s
eyes opened a bit wide: He was going to have to let her out.
Sure
enough, his more reasonable instinct driven thoughts were screaming
out to him now: He had pushed them aside before. [‘You aren’t
hungry! Why did you eat!? That mouse won’t fit! You are going to
have to cough it back out!] Jaabir would shake his head and groan, he
just wanted to enjoy the sensation a little while longer, let her go
deeper. . . for her sake of course.
He’d
watch closely as she moved, no doubt sur

It
was towards the middle of the afternoon. A small brown lop-ear would
lay alone, not a soul near, shivering by a small pond. He wasn’t
cold. Oh no, the sun was shining out quite beautifully, a perfect day
with perfect weather. So why the shakes? How could he be afraid. . .
if there were no predators close by? He was afraid but not for
himself, for. . .”Lichthia. . .” he’d whisper softly, sighing.
He
was told by his friend, a mouse, that she would be leaving with a the
resident of the

The
mouse woke up, the sun in her eyes, comfortably hugging her warm
fuzzy bunny pillow with a cotton ball mouth. She smacked her jaws and
squinted with her eyes. Oh there was Jaabir, he was closer than he’d
been before, that was good! Oh, and there was the sun, lower than
it’d been before. How long had she been asleep?
“Hey,
Jack,” she’d manage, stirring, her voice hoarse, turning her head
to look up at the rabbit. “Y’been here all this time?” she’d
ask, face splitting into a

It
was late in the morning, the sun having already begun to rise and
start to bring its warmth on the pond below. Its light would soon
reach below a large stone near the waters. A large open space where a
python made its residence.
A
snake wouldn’t be the only creature laying below the rock, in-fact
only one of three. Residing too within, would be a mouse and a
rabbit. Yet only the rabbit was awake.
The
brown lop-ear looked worried. He had woken hours ago and could not
see the mouse anywhere.

The
sun had sunk beneath the horizon, and the night sky was filling with
stars. Fur-clad, Lichthia was snuggled up in her favorite spot, atop
the sunning stone amidst the coils of the python. She was tired, had
been tired all day, but she’d also been her cheerful self again.
And she’d been busy! She’d cleaned up the soiled rags from her
game with Jaabir, along with her robes, and hung them up to dry.
She’d finally picked up the bunny fur and stored it away. The next
step would be to past

The
serpent would watch the two below him. Grinning to himself,
anticipating just what his mouse might have planned. A game? He
wasn’t so sure. Maybe something she just didn’t want the rabbit
to hear, he’d reason. In a way he felt a little sorry for the
bunny, but, he clearly was much less lonely than he would have been
otherwise. As Lichthia climbed up, Jaabir raised a portion of his
body as he always did, to make things easier on her. When she got
herself comfortable, he’d raise his he

A
few moments would pass, and Jaabir would look to the pond. The snake
didn’t have a very good sense of time, so he’d wait just a little
longer. . . before growing impatient and rationalize he waited long
enough. It shouldn’t take long for Lichthia to get the food ready:
Both the mouse’s and his. And so, he’d slither over to the pond
along the grass, approaching slowly and flicking his tongue through
the air. When the scent grew its strongest, just before the location
Lichthia pointed

['What
are you doing?! You're full! You're full'] Jaabir would sigh,
'pleassse ssshut up'. While Jaabir awoke a latent part of his mind,
one of primal serpentine hunger. . . another part made itself known
soon after. At first it was only a minor annoyance, but now once his
mouse was swallowed entirely, it saw fit to complain. ['You can't fit
that in your stomach! You're full!'] His eyes opened reluctantly, as
he tried to enjoy the situation. He’d pass a glance to the bulge as
it made its decen

The world is never an easy place,
especially in a world that had recently become sundered by forces
that none of them could describe.
But in the end,
they didn't have much time to care for big things like that and let
the authorities handle it. As always.
The town's called
Booty bay. A very busy port city at the Southern tip of the Eastern
Kingdoms. It was originally built by Goblins. Now all sorts of races
lived there, and few real rules existed. One of them being that the
inhabitants weren't a

As
it always is, the Black forest is a daunting place, and lived
perfectly up to its name even in broad daylight as well as it did
during the night. Not a place anyone would choose to live in, but in
which someone actually have.
Silva
sat atop the cliff not far from the campfire. Watching the dark
horizon while he listened intently to the forest around himself and
the campfire. Everything was as it should be... and the only way it
could had been better if his wife was still alive – living toge

Unconventional
Methods
by
Vuin
The
night sky in the city was overcast with the red and blue flashing of
police lights against the low hanging clouds. A barricade had been
formed around a debilitated four story building that had once been a
bustling factory. A temporary medical area had been set up to triage
a steadily growing amount of casualties, police and civilian alike.
A group of drug peddlers had been traced and tracked to this old,
run-down building as their base of operations. Severa

Ralf
checked his watch, annoyed by his little brother's lateness. They
were supposed to go to a nearby bar, check out some broads and so on,
including...
His
belly softly grumbled. Yeah... once they're done with the broads the
old fashioned way, he and his brother would invest them into their
bellies.
The
wolf grinned with delight, the chicks in this town looks so goddamn
fine.. he couldn't wait to get himself a bite. But then... where is
he now? Aston should of gotten here by now!
He
checked hi

Bambi
Bambi
is an elk like no other. While the majority of the males are close to
five feet tall and eight feet long, he’s shy of fifteen and twenty.
With his antlers he’s a little over seventeen feet tall. Along with
being so tall and long, his anus, stomach and testicles are huge.
Bambi knows he’s a prime target for hunters who want to make a name
for them. At least once a day he sends a hunter to his stomach, but
most of the time he passes them through without doing too much
physical d

Its
What’s Natural
Alex
smiles as he steps foot on the lush green grass of University of
Culture and Art. He had applied immediate to the popular college and
had been accepted just as fast. His scores were always top grade and
her loved to party which is what this college did on a daily basis.
Pulling his blue baseball cap over his blue furred rabbit ears Alex
quickly made his way to the dorms with his bags strapped to his lean
and somewhat feminine body. As he entered the first floor of the