“A-ha! That’s two for one, barboy!” Victoria whooped, punching the shoulder of her new friend.
“Haha… yeah, you sure did.” Ty whispered shyly. He still wasn’t sure if he was dreaming; while at the bar alone he had been approached by a feline who was practically a goddess, and they had somehow hit it off. When he told awkward jokes she had laughed in earnest, and even given him a peck on the cheek for making her laugh.
A

You are practically bouncing with excitement as Sarah leads you on your leash towards the concert -- the opportunity to see one of your idols in real life, the charismatic punk salamander that famously only eats willing meals, and encourages his pelli fans to do the same? It’s an opportunity you’d give anything for! Sarah notices your ecstatic grin, and laughs.

“Hah, what’s got you all excited, Jamie? It’s just a concert, it’s

“Affirmative.” Zero barked. His finger pressed the mic further into his pointed ear as he listened.



“...I’m to take him out? Why?” He listened.



“Oh. You’re sure he’s a spy? You have the intel?”



He sighed, and nodded in the affirmative.

Nate fiddled with his Pip Boy and let out a grunt of frustration. In a tizzy, he swept all of his tools off of the workbench and slammed his hands against the table. Before he knew it a roar left his mouth.
Here he was, bullet scars barely held together by stimpaks from multiple close calls. Ones he could’ve avoided if he had invested in better weaponry.
It seemed at that moment the whole settlement froze in concern. Here was soft-spoken, charismatic Nate screaming in rage.
They all flas

Nyx sat at his computer, playing
Skyrim. It was a normal, if not boring day, and the feline was merely
looking for something to entertain him. All of a sudden, he heard a
tiny knock on his door. He grumbled, but paused the game, and stood
up. He was expecting a telemarketer or something of that sort. What
he was not expecting was a slender Lucario looking up at him
excitedly.
The Pokémon’s fur was lighter
than many of its brethren, and it was smaller than most. In fact, if
the catboy was not

The night had passed calmly enough.
Nearly as soon as the sun rose, Nyx awoke, and smiled. Kevin still
lay beneath him, wrapped around his enormous cock. He would let him
sleep for a while; after all, he had earned it. While he waited, he
pulled out his phone.
Just informed the others. When
should we meet?
Later today. I want to hurry up
and start already.
Matt had spent the night in a space
between consciousness and unconsciousness. Life as a dick, if it
could be called that, took quite a b

The Neko stood at his usual alley, waiting on someone to approach
him. He had put out ads on multiple fetish sites, saying willing prey
would be eaten free of charge. He wore tight booty shorts, a
skin-hugging tank top, and had his white hair down. As people
strolled by, he posed seductively, shaking his waist and causing his
obvious bulge to become even more obvious. He catcalled towards
multiple people, but if anything it only seemed to deter potential
prey.
“Is anyone
gonna stop me? I’m f

Nyx strolled down
the street, avoiding his usual alley. It had been a week since he had
fallen victim to that gorgeous, adorable mouse. He was now terrified
of falling victim to another pred, and hadn’t eaten anyone since he
himself was nommed. He swore, though, that mouse did something to
him. He couldn’t get him out of his thoughts! When he first awoke
in the reformation clinic, his first thought was not, “Holy hell I
got eaten!” Instead, it was, “I wonder when I can see that cutie
a

Nyx waited at the edge of an alley,
scoping out the city square around him for potential prey. A tiny 4’
5” neko, he had taken to looking as feminine as possible. He grew
his white hair down to his shoulders and dyed the tips purple. He
took to wearing tight tank tops and lacy camisoles, with thigh high
boots and booty shorts. He found the best way to get prey with his
small stature was to blend in: look like a subby prey, act like one,
and strike when they least expect it. The struggle thou

Becoming A Vampire
Finn was headed home after a long
day of adventuring with Marceline. He and the vampire had had a day
of morally ambiguous deeds, such as replacing the Princess’s staff
with an oversized dildo, and sending Jake on a series of wild goose
chases while they “fooled around” at the tree fort.
However, the now adult Finn was
still aging, which was a fact that Marcie chastised him for
endlessly. However, when he asked her to make him immortal, she
remained evasive towards the