Chocolate Fondue for a Vixen



A Vixen has more chocolaty fun with her tiny human boyfriend.




Savanah watched the chocolate fountain, as the sweet confection flowed down to the bottom section, before being sent back up to the top, to start its trip all over. She had all she needed – strawberries, marshmallows, chunks of bananas, among other delicious treats, skewe

Hunters Hunting



Two Hunters Hunting




You hunt for trophies



I hunt for food



You see a buck to mount



I see food for my family

Dungeon Delving With Werewolves and Vampires

A TTRPG group gets some new players.




The muscular human was polishing the blades on their Great-axe. Anyone with decent eyesight would see the muscles, and know how strong they was, while those who really knew what to look for, would look into their eyes. Those eyes beheld the truth about the human. The foolish would see them as mere muscle, a pack animal, or

Ballad of George

Father of John Wrangler




He was born a Lucky Eleven Gen –

Born to be Declared Free,

But life is hardly fair,

For a human that was born,

In a world of Vampires and Werewolves

And thus George’s eyelid was branded,

Stating that he w

Interview with a Feral

A Vampire Reporter has an Interview with a Feral Human




Vanessa’s fangs rattled, as the trees flew past. Her hand gripped the barrier, her claws all but cutting into the palm of her hand. She looked at the vehicle’s driver, the werewolf seeming to be lost in the joy of wind rushing through her fur, not caring for the fear that was barely in check by her vampire passenger

Chocolate Strawberry for a Vixen

Foxes Love Chocolate Strawberries




Savanah hollowed out the large strawberry. It was big enough to stuff a mouse into it. However, her “mouse” was furless. The vixen’s gaze drifted over to the human standing on the counter. John was looking at her. Savanah could tell that the human was nervous, not because of her, or the fact that, once again, she was goi

A Skunk’s Christmas Venison

A Skunk has some fun with his boyfriend.




Cecil had just finished things up in the kitchen when he heard a vehicle pull up in the driveway. The skunk stood up on a set of steps, and looked out the window, to see his buck of a boyfriend stop and get out of their truck. He nervously licked his lips, as he looked at the object he had upon his wrist, as the muscular deer walk