Mara was a blacksmith, and very skilled at her trade. Her work, from nails and horseshoes to weaponry and armor, was known to be of the highest quality, both attractive and strong, and travellers from all over came to the desert city of Serrath to buy from her. Of course, the city itself was a popular destination; The desert was the only land route between the vast kingdoms of Talshia to the west, and Nal'theri to the east. There were sea routes,
Assassin- AV ending
By: KlinKitty
Favorited: 15 years ago
Tiger's Treat
By Misterebony
Anna wandered the zoo at closing, her night shift making it so she was alone in the zoo after dark.He hated her job, working as a security guard in the zoo, with no prospects or anything. She wished something would just happen at night and make it so she could get some kind of action. She would not even mind some thief coming into the zoo if he was handsome.
But no, the 20 year old brunette in a police uniform was all alone witht he animals. One of w
Tiger Treat
By: MisterEbony
Favorited: 15 years ago
Her pet had not necessarily done anything wrong, she just had the urge to punish something, and he happened to be close at hand. Now he is trapped under her, his face nestled between her cheeks and fearing to move should he displease his Mistress, but still he whimpers. With a small secretive smile she speaks to him, trying to hide her laughter. � Do you know what you did wrong pet?� She can't help a small giggle that escapes her; but her pet, squirming despite his efforts not to, takes it
Mistress & Pet
By: Wolven_Lust
Favorited: 15 years ago
Mistress Renamon
Disclaimer: this story is for those of 18 years of age or more, contains sexual content and vore. All rights reserved
“Rah!!!” Renamon slammed her fist into the side of a brick building, creating a visible imprint on the structure. “Damn her!!!” She pounded the wall again, her body seething in fury over what had transpired earlier that day.
She had seen the strength and teamwork of Takato and Guilmon fighting together… though they wer
Mistress Renamon
By: Razure
Favorited: 15 years ago
Isham And The Golden Watch
The Golden Watch
Walking beneath the boughs of the ancient, towering trees, a lone man slowly made his way through the damp forest. Stepping out across a root as wide across as he was tall, he took each step carefully, eyes darting from ground to canopy.
Pausing to listen to the nearby call of a bird, Isham sighed. It had been a quiet day in Safe Harbor - quiet and boring. He had decided to take a brief stroll into the nearby forest after a passing cloud had
Isham And The Golden Watch
By: timing2
Favorited: 15 years ago
Akamaru eats Hinata Naruto characters created by Mashashi Kishimoto Author's Note: Set during the time skip. Hinata slapped her hand into tree stump she practiced on once again, releasing a small burst of chakra into it as she practiced her Jūken technique. She still had a long way to go, even with her new technique mastered and she had to practice hard if she wanted to achieve anything. “Hey Hinata.” Kiba's voice rang out from behind her and she stopped, relieved she could rest her
Akamaru Eats Hinata
By: Jurodan
Favorited: 15 years ago
CONTROL
by Bitter
She is in control. Though every indicator screams to the contrary, her command over the situation is absolute. The wilderness is, by its very definition, untamed and free, but this thicket of trees is her court and this sun-soaked rock is her throne. Despite its rough and knottled texture, she lies upon it as if it were a bed with satin sheets, perfectly at ease, even smiling as the sun slowly bakes her naked body. There is no clothing to be seen, neither
Control (?/F)
By: Bitter
Favorited: 15 years ago
Escape One
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The wind howled in my ears and water sprayed into my face and eyes. My hands were an inch before my face in an attempt to shelter it from the stormy weather. The rain made visibility very hard, everything over a few meters away was either near invisible or covered in a grayish haze. The wind was threatening to pull my small body off into the sky. I couldn't run for much longer, the last of my energy was disappearing q
Escape Concluded
By: falsename
Favorited: 15 years ago
A spot of fishing
Dedicated to Svartvinge. His work inspired this story.
There was a cool breeze in the air as a small layer of mist hovered above Rookwood Lake, the early morning sun was slowly rising in the distance and already the lake and its surroundings were alive. A family of deer calmly drank from one side of the lake while a lone wolf sipped the cool water from the other. Dragonflies danced above the water performing their mating rituals unaware that hungry fish watched them from below.
A spot of fishing
By: Entity
Favorited: 15 years ago
Look Before You Leap
Port Royale was a normal every day little seafaring village stacked full of normal men, women and children who did nothing more than get on with their wonderful yet meaningless lives. The Port was more than four hundred years old and in its lifespan had only just left horses as their primary mode of transport behind, Port Royale had all but been forgotten by both its neighboring villages as well as many if not all of the larger cities which made it seem so meaningless. Those
Look Before You Leap
By: Entity
Favorited: 15 years ago
Though this bit of the story is clean, watch out for the later parts, as they won't be clean at all. Enjoy~! :P
Manami's Virtual Vore Adventure - Pt1
Manami was excited. Her brother would be here any minute now. Since he'd gone off to work for a game company elsewhere in Japan, he hadn't had a chance to visit, and the only time she was able to talk to him was on the phone. Since he didn't like talking on the phone, that didn't happen much. He'd even said he was bringing home a
Manami's Virtual Vore Adventure - Part 1
By: Elle
Favorited: 15 years ago
Girls and Their Dolls
You awake with a splitting head-ache. By instinct, you try to rub your forehead with your right hand, only to find that it�s pinned down by something. As you reach up with your left hand, your grogginess subsides slightly and you realize that it�s dark. Your left hand comes into contact with a shoe, which is lodged neatly into your forehead. As you push it away, the pain in your temples subsides significantly. As your mind clears up you become aware that you�re laying
GirlsAndDolls
By: Lucky
Favorited: 16 years ago
The SnakeDance
Written by KavenBach 2007
“All right, Bobby. Ready for your big show?”
Jenny smirked down at Bobby, her pet python, as she fiddled with the camcorder she'd set up in the corner of the small room. The camcorder wasn't recording right then, but otherwise it would have gotten a very tight close-up of her small, perky breasts, just barely contained by a small black lace bra.
Bobby watched her disinterestedly from on the ground. She'd owned the python fo
TheSnakeDance
By: KavenBach
Favorited: 16 years ago