Her entire body froze at the sloppy squelching sound as she pulled her hand free, trying to leave as much lube as possible between her buttocks. The muted sound, even muffled by fabric, sounded deafening to her ears in the quiet forest.

After a moment’s silence Lucy inhaled slowly and forced herself to relax, if a little noise would spook it now, her plan was ruined anyway. She dropped the bottle of lube back into her satchel and finished trying to clean her slick

Lucy’s shoulders slumped as something moved in her peripheral vision, and she looked up over the small wall she was using to hide her phone from customers, across the restaurant as a couple walked in. Trying to flatten her chest even more against the counter she glanced around in the hopes someone else was closer to them. Unfortunately all the other servers were busy or less exposed, so with a defeated sigh, the young woman pushed upright, straightened her uniform and briskly made her way

Roxxi moaned softly, her expression
twisted into one of wicked amusement as she squirmed and shifted on
the table, moaning just enough to tease her date for the night. The
slender, short girl looked young, though she’d assured her date
Mawne that she was legal age, and could certainly pack away the
alcohol to prove it; and dressed in high heels, thigh-high stockings,
fingerless gloves that stretched almost to her shoulders, neon pink
spandex shorts and matching vest that only reached the upper

The tribal kat
stretched out, her tail draped lazily over the thick branch she’d
slept on. It had been several months since Soline had discovered the
group of adventurers, and they’d all but disappeared from the
world; the piles of shit and cum taken by animals, the edible clothes
devoured, and their campsite overrun with wildlife once more. The
only real sign of thirteen girl’s fates lay in a thicker layer of
cute pudge on the towering panther’s belly, a heavier, softer
backside…and a

Dressed in nothing but a leopard
skin loincloth and boob-tube to contain her impressive bust…clearly
where most of her meals went, Soline clenched her greasy hole
happily, squeezing out a snake skull to plop thickly down into the
small pile of droppings she’d just deposited under a tree, a few
feathers and tufts of hair, coupled with the occasional undigested
twig or berry seed adding to the texture of her waste. In the jungle,
the panther’s diet was varied…but scarce as the snake she’

Soline padded down the beach, bare
feet rustling pleasantly in the sand. She was still a tiny (in her
eyes) neko-girl, but at least she’d finally escaped Emalee it
seemed. Hoping that maybe relaxation would return her to normal
faster than usual, she’d made her way down to the beach, a
haversack full of stuff slung over her shoulder and an enormous towel
rolled up under her other arm. Glancing around at the other denizens,
she licked her lips, eagerly awaiting her normal form. As a neko, her

“Be quiet! You're in
detention. Because of you I'm stuck here as well, so no talking,
don't even look at one another." The panther glowers down
at her students. Soline was dressed up in a particularly strict,
intimidating uniform in front of the seven kids; a black, knee-length
skirt and matching shirt. For once her enormous breasts are contained
by a huge bra, though nothing can stop them jutting out and straining
at her buttons. No sooner does she turn around than one of the boys
starts

Panting, dripping with sweat,
Genevieve jogged across the park, her bare feet, furless, the pink
toes tipped in cute claws padded across grass and mud and pavement
alike, the Russian ‘maus’ careful to take a longer stride across
any odd stones or detritus on the ground. In nothing but a pair of
spandex shorts, and a tight sports bra that entirely failed to
contain her impressive bust, she would have drawn plenty of looks if
there was anyone to see. Instead, the jiggling, expansive cleavage
a

There was a small party in the
mouse's bedroom, Genevieve's private stash of vodka was flowing
freely...and no one noticed the maus slip away for a moment to lock
the door, then to the bathroom to stuff the key into a condom and
ease it up her urethra; Locking it safely away in her bladder.
Half an hour later the real fun
began...Gen and one of her four friends, a cute girl only a foot
taller than Gen and the maus began making out, and in front of the
other three, and on to their catcalls, the k

“Again? Really? Can’t I just
stay here?”
“No, we all have to find
food Gen.” the tiny mouse’s older sisters said. The trio were
Russian, having slipped across the sea to England with a crate of
vodka, and found the climate to their liking. The timid, five inch
Genevieve hated going out to look for food, it was dangerous and her
bigger sisters laughed whenever she failed to bring something back.
Sighing unhappily, Gen nodded and
followed her bigger sisters, both 6 inches tall, out of

Soline smirked to herself, bending
over in the clothes shops, flashing her bright pink panties, clearly
visible under her black skirt, at the shop assistant, the poor girl
barely knew what came over her, but before she knew it she was in the
changing rooms with the enormous panthress, making out passionately.
Soline'd planned on giving the girl quite a different trip, but as
they kissed, she couldn't help but churr at the delightful taste and
texture of her lips, and with two distinct, satisfyin

<Well…the
other option is I just take you Isaac> Galen smirked and
stood up with a note of finality in her voice. Even though she stood
a short four foot two, the Gardevoir nevertheless managed to
intimidate the 5”9’ foot doctor; though not cruelly as she
watched Isaac stiffen slightly in his chair, her deep red eyes
glinting with a hint of amusement.
“I-I
have other patients Galen…don’t!” he almost shouted the last
word as the diminutive, toned girl raised a slender arm, fin

It had taken all of Titania’s
power of will not to simply grab the dragoness from the street; even
more so once she actually got to chatting and got up close, sheer
boredom setting in almost instantly. The oversized centaur, a
mini-giantess of a human body, who might have stood eight feet tall
normally, merged fluidly down into a plump, heavyset brown equine
body larger than the biggest Clydesdale mare, was much more a ‘grab
what she wanted’ kind of girl. But it had paid off, she finally
h

Quarian Love – by Soline
The
note was waiting in Doctor Chakwas’ office when the pair stumbled
out of the reactor room. Legion, frequently alone to consolidate its
reasons to remain on board the Normandy happily shifted elsewhere
within the ship, often down to the ship’s hold with Grunt, whenever
its commander required a ‘checkup’ from the good doctor. Still
naked, Shepard stepped into the chemical shower and closed his eyes
to the steam, letting the ‘decontamination’ shower wash o

Quarian Love – by Soline
The
note was waiting in Doctor Chakwas’ office when the pair stumbled
out of the reactor room. Legion, frequently alone to consolidate its
reasons to remain on board the Normandy happily shifted elsewhere
within the ship, often down to the ship’s hold with Grunt, whenever
its commander required a ‘checkup’ from the good doctor. Still
naked, Shepard stepped into the chemical shower and closed her eyes
to the steam, letting the ‘decontamination’ shower wash o

“I
think it’s time to tuck you away for the night hun’...” Soline
grinned. She was straddling Nattyk’s chest, contentedly sitting
nearly her full weight on the slender troll. Her thighs pressed in,
pinning Nattyk’s arms to her sides, and combined with the panther’s
simple size, Nattyk found herself pinned almost immobile, only
her legs could move with any real degree of freedom.
Back on
Alternia her concept of fun had consisted mainly of killing other
trolls and occasionally the od

“Morning
sweetie…” floated softly through the darkened room, and a few
moments later the door swung silently open just enough to admit a
form into the gloomy room. As stealthy as ever, Soline straightened
up after entering, head and shoulders reaching above the door-frame,
her head only a foot or so from brushing the ceiling. The nine foot
panther’s stature makes buildings not specifically built for her
small by comparison, but she’s had plenty of practice and simply
bends slightly to

The
club was overflowing with people as Sarah and Jessica pushed through
the crowds of hot, sweaty bodies to the bar and ordered drinks. Sarah
was taller than Jessica by several inches, slimmer too; where
red-headed friend had an ample chest and what could be considered
‘childbearing’ hips, her frame leaned more towards the slender
model’s figure. Not to say either were anything short of attractive
of course, both were majors at the nearby university and both had
their pick of men; or rath

Gothyk
woke with a sharp gasp of pain as his brain finally told him he
wasn’t breathing. When the initial grunt and jerk to the side
failed to let him inhale…and failed to jerk to the side, his brain
relaxed a little and instead told him he wasn’t breathing deeply.
The
next thought was that each shallow breath was laced with an almost
sexually sweet, all too familiar caramel scent. The unaka drew in as
deep a breath as he could and smiled sleepily, before finally opening
his eyes. As expec

The
Olympics were in full swing. The opening marathon had been run and
several of the more unique events were over, the athlete’s decked
out almost in body armour to hurtle around on bikes had done their
stint, and claimed their shiny medallion rewards. Now the original
events were coming up: swimming; weightlifting and running to name
only three. As usual, the level of security had slowly been ramping
up through the games, and as the gardevoir slipped out of her
complimentary taxi and made he

It was
a usual day; or rather….it was a usual day in the Simmons manor.
Shane had woken up and slipped out of his room a few hours later than
usual; scolding himself, especially since today was so important, he
jogged down the numerous corridors into the enormous living room. His
ears drooped a little when he saw people had been ‘forced’ to get
their own breakfast without him there to cook. It was still only 9am,
and most people were still asleep fortunately, but Starry was dozing
in a cha

Bunny
at The Beach – By
Soline
Ivy
padded onto the beach with a broad smile, her pearly white teeth
glistening gently in the burning hot sun; already her fur felt
deliciously warm and her skin was covered in a very light sheen of
sweat from the intense summer, a rarity in this part of the world.
Ivy’s pink nose twitched a little as she inhaled the slightly salty
air, relishing the summery tang of sea and tourism as she cast her
gaze around for a place to set herself down.
Under
one arm she h

“Gods
are dumb” Soline thought lazily, sprawled on the imposing golden,
glowing throne. “No, scratch that, Gods are just plain stupid.
Powerful, sure, but what good is their power now?” She giggled,
thinking back.
A few
weeks ago, the enormous, nine foot pantheress had been spelunking,
one of her favourite pastimes. She had stumbled across a cave
entrance covered by what seemed to be repeated landslides, though the
area wasn’t known for them. Feline curiosity and simple adrenaline
saw

Shane’s
Forced Party –
By Soline.
Soline
tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for the door to open. She was at
Shane’s house again, and boy was she pissed. She had found out
today it was her fuzzy little boyfriend’s birthday, and not
from him. No, she’d found out through another friend who’d only
discovered it yesterday!
“Hold
on, I’m ‘ACK!’ coming!” A few loud, catastrophic crashes and
bangs later, and Shane, balancing on one leg and clutching a stubbed
toe, pulled the doo

The
Summoning – By
Soline
It had
taken months to prepare, weeks of smuggling ingredients and items and
artefacts out to the fairly remote cabin he had built in the woods, a
good mile from civilization. In truth it had taken even longer than
that, close to several years, gathering the knowledge, working
and stealing to earn the money for ancient, arcane books, begging
druids and wizards and warlocks to teach him every magical rite under
the sun, to teach him the skills not just of necromancy bu

Paige
smiled warmly as she walked into the room and embraced Kitty
lovingly, her weighty, pendulous breasts swaying in the
sweat-inducingly hot studio room before squishing up against Kitty's
much smaller, A-cup, mounds, effortlessly swallowing the younger
girl's breasts and pressing against her chest, before peeling away
with the moist sticky noise of flesh-on-flesh to jiggle faintly
again. The slightly shorter Kitty leaned forwards and up onto her
toes to plant a kiss on the older, 5:9 woman's

There
is a theory. An idea that ours is not the only universe, that it is
just one of countless varients, and one of the relative few capable
of sustaining organic life.
And
there is another theory. That with infinite space there will be
infinite opportunities, and every conceivable concept will occur at
least once; a truth to the dream that ‘ideas will become reality’.
It was
almost a thousand years after the years Matt Groening captured so
well, portraying the eventful lives of the ‘nucl

He
shivered in the freezing cold air and felt his fur rise, almost like
a wave down his body, to trap that tiny bit more heat. Thick, cold
snowflakes floated down around him, settling on his large, floppy
ears and touching lightly upon his pink nose before melting into a
trickle of icy water. His large feet, clad in heavily insulated
boots, were completely concealed beneath a solid foot of snow on the
ground around him, behind him the tracks made by his boots crunching
through the snow lead up t

A predator, even a friend, is still
a predator – by
Soline
“Grey!”
Soline exclaims with delight, gazing down at the, aptly named, grey
Wolfyena smiling sheepishly in her doorway. He’s not short by any
means, standing an impressive six foot tall, with white soft fur
covering his underbelly, and a speckling of black patches running
from the bottom of his ribs down… well, down into the waist-line of
his tracksuits at any rate. But stood before Soline he is
effortlessly dwarfed by her colo

Making
Friends –
By Soline
‘Graah!’
Galen sighed emphatically and focused on the road ahead; tapping her
three-digit hands on the wheel as she steered the speedy vehicle
around a bend while scowling slightly. She loved them to bits but
after six hours of driving she was ready to put up with the
dizziness and shrink her friends, just so their voices wouldn’t be
quite so loud.
It
wasn’t the driving she minded, her car moved fluidly under her
control and the softened leather wheel spun ef

Job
Perks – By Soline
*Splat*
He
sighed.
*Splat*
For
Connovar, the best part of the day had passed; it was four in the
afternoon, the sky was growing dark, all the students had left and he
still had an hour of cleaning to do. At 7’2” and owning a
very toned, muscular body the wolf attracted plenty of looks, even as
a janitor, although to be honest he desperately desired to become a
teacher, to get really close to the objects of his affections
and desires…the students.
Conn
was no paedoph

A little R and R – By Soline
A tall,
muscular wolf clad in the station’s standard uniform padded
carefully into the resort’s central room. Occupying the upper half
of an entire orbital defence platform, the resort had stripped out
all military hardware and outfitted the cylindrical station with
‘rest and relaxation’ equipment – as well as redecorating the
exterior with the pale-blue and white national colours and patterns
of New Attica, and turning the dull metal hallways within into

Masochists
and Mistresses – By
Soline
“Mmph?”
The red dragon gave a questioning mumble as Violet tossed the wooden
paddle aside, sending it bouncing slightly across the carpet to
clatter against the wall. She wriggled her bum and flexed the muscles
experimentally, relishing the bursts of sharp pain as moving her tail
and hips pulled bruised skin taunt over her soft buttocks. Unlike the
pain of a regular injury, or a stubbed toe, it was entirely welcome,
and from the glistening moisture ar

Soline
pushed open the door to the large mansion after laughing softly at
the ironic similarities to her own home; although hers didn’t have
the various colours of paint on the walls, or the female underwear
hanging from multiple windows. The nine foot panther ducked down to
slip through the average sized door and slowly padded through the
hallway, as though expecting to be set upon at any moment. She made
her way unscathed to the kitchen, and peered round the corner just in
time to watch the

A Gang Eat Gang World –
By Soline


Apnare
snored loudly as she was dragged away in a multitude of handcuffs and
chains by three guards. Her large breasts were squashed against her
chest by a large metal bra, reminiscent of medieval plate armour;
which was just as well since no one really wanted to acknowledge the
steadily softening masses in each mammary that were witnesses a few
hours back. The two guards at the front hooked her large arms ov

A
strange blue craft, the size of a large dog, floated in amiable
silence through the air, as though it were water; bobbing gently up
and down and swaying like a ship at sea as it moved between the tall
pillars of concrete and glass scanning every organism it came across,
from the large elephant and the two beings with frantic heartbeats
apparently concealed within him to the tiny meat-bug hiding in the
spaces between a hot pan and the stove. Above the glare of
streetlamps it moved, invisible ag

The
huge door, built to accommodate very large people, swung
slowly inwards and a small head poked around the door. Isaac visibly
relaxed.
“Come
in, Come in miss…”
<Galen>
The tentative reply sounded…odd, and after a moments contemplation
the good doctor realised her lips hadn’t moved; her voice had
decided to skip mouths and ears and go straight to echoing in his
mind. He glanced back at the computer screen
“Yes.
Well, I see you’re new. Have you registered with the surgery?�

Two
Sides, Same Coin
“nnggh
Luna stop it; that tickles” Talonblaze groaned as an odd moist
warmth squeezed rhythmically around his leg. The large red dragon lay
on his back like a feline, front legs twitching slightly as he
shuffled in the slowly dissipating blanket of sleep; yawning away the
muggy warmth and inhaling the cool morning air, his thin pink tongue
peeking out between dozens of small, sharp teeth.
The
heat and moisture spread up his tail and he felt sinewy, cool claws
gently gri

A thick
pearl of translucent fluids slowly formed on the massive, engorged
labia; sticky hot fluids from deep within her body oozed steadily out
into the cool air, coalescing on the almost hairless fleshy lips
before gathering enough mass to roll down the enormous slit, leaving
another layer of fluids over the already glistening mound as the bead
crept off her sex and dribbled down into her crack. Inaudible to the
woman, the fluids made a lewd squish as it vanished between her firm
chocolate bro

The
Clinic, Chapter Two.
Despite
his appearance, Isaac was extremely happy. He sat in his slightly too
big swivel-chair, coated in an inch thick layer of thick, slightly
yellow translucent slime….and smiled.
Typing
up his report he didn’t have to bend the truth this time as his
last patient, Amber, the large, elderly Elephant, something of a Gilf
and oddly infatuated with her smaller, human doctor (or perhaps
simply wanting a long-haired toy to play with while her husband
worked?) had actual

“Well
thief. What should be doing now?”
“My
name is The Doctor, and I didn’t steal you, I borrowed you”
the short, dark-haired man stopped sticking electrical cables
together and spun about, jacket flapping, to face his Tardis
incarnate. After defeating House the three friends in the
space-defying blue box had fallen back to the dead planet; As before
an unknown mechanism had torn the Tardis soul from the console and
forced it back into the same body it had so recently been expelled
f

Bowels
of the Beastess
The
screaming began towards the south end of the city when the Hippo
first arrived. Somehow the behemoth had managed to creep up on the
unsuspecting city, appearing so suddenly in the suburbs she might as
well have teleported in.
She
rose so tall that the two-story buildings amongst which she stood
only reached halfway up her thighs. Her thick hide had an oddly pink
tinge to it and a mane of deep purple hair flowed down her back
through her slightly parted lips bright gree

Growing Love
Note to the
Reader: Right-click each of the following words and add them to the
dictionary.
Jaer, Dri,
Vrathnal, Ow, Ahh, Uhh, wr, wai, Dracoloqui, sh, ed, ag, ju, st, th,
Sartoen, wyrm, Shhh, Taichowne, Quomr, squortch, cumming, Sartoen’s,
Oooh, Somno, Urgh,
Then open the
spellchecker, and click ‘Ignore Rule ‘or ‘Ignore
Once’ until the checker is completed, nothing is misspelt or
written wrongly, every word is intended exactly as that word is spelt
and used.
Finally, enj

*Squorch*
Betty sighed idly as
she pushed the foam rugby ball deeper, her vulva cresting the widest
point and gripping the ball, sucking it deeper and forcing
lubrication to squelch out around it. She leaned back, against the
headrest of her bed, and rubbed the swollen lips of her sex, feeling
the tip of the ball still pushing out beneath her fingers and,
beneath her palm, she felt the slightest hint of a bulge in her
abdomen.
Jabbing the ball
with her fingertips, she roughly jammed it a little

Ebony Isole lived in
a large metropolitan city in 2014 on a planet known to its
inhabitants, as Erte, more specifically; she lived in a hi-rise
apartment, one of the few spacious accommodations, in the city of
Landrom.
At a healthy six
feet, the dark skinned, somewhat chubby woman should have drawn more
than a few curious glances, especially since she lived in one of the
more expensive areas and her dress sense showed far more flesh than
it covered, a stark contrast to the business-suits of her

“Artraeos!
Artraeos where are you!” the mellow voice called out. A pudgy
Jogauni crashed through the undergrowth into a small clearly, panting
slightly and clearly upset, her ears twitching anxiously, her
yellow-streaked hair damp with sweat and moisture from the humid air.
Her yellow overcoat, and the glimpses of phosphorescent yellow flesh
behind her teeth as she panted gave her away as a Lighting Jogauni,
and the numerous tattoos of varying colour and design adorning her
body, while nothi

Fairlyn’s eyes
opened blearily. Early morning light streaming through half-closed
curtains had roused the blue haired, grey fox from his slumber. Brow
raised, ash-grey eyes peered into nothingness as the final dredges of
sleep left him. He tried to sit up and rub his eyes, and was a little
surprised to find he could do neither. His blanket felt much heavier
and hotter than usual, so much so that he was completely pinned down.
The arctic fox tried
fruitlessly to move his limbs and shift the cov