Jade shivered under her covers, listening to the sound of arguing down the hallway. She shivered as she wiped her eyes, unable to sleep from the occasional shouts of anger that punctuated the quietly tense argument. This happened every year. Christmas came, and with it, her mother’s prediction that the world would end. But that never stopped mother from going all out to make this Christmas, the last Christmas (and it was always the last Christmas) the best ever. Of course, everyone else in

“We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish-”
Jennifer groaned and threw an arm over her face. “I wish you would stop singing!”
Her sons laughed as they piled on the bed. At 22 and 20, Geoff and Robin couldn’t be more different. Geoff was muscular, masculine, and well defined, more of a boy next door that had hit the gym than anything else. Robin, on the other hand, was as soft as a boy could be, with his long curly red hair, heart shaped

“Look, I know...I do understand tha...come on, man, it’s Christm...yeah, fine, just...just come fix the stupid thing, I’ll have a check waiting.”
Elliot leaned on the doorframe as he watched him roommate Hank hang up with a vicious stab before dropping into a chair at the table. His boyfriend Liam, Elliot’s other roommate, came up behind him and rubbed his shoulders. 
“That bad?”
Hank nodded, rubbing his face tiredly. “The owner is claiming th

The radio crackled to life, singing out softly in the late night diner. “10-51, 10-51, we have a 10-92 in progress, repeat, 10-51 for 10-92 in progress, Council and 11th, 73099, any units?”
The big lion yawned and grabbed his shoulder mic. “Copy that, Ace Wrecking responding, unit 55601.”
“10-4 55601, ETA?”
He juggled the map of the streets in his head as he walked out to his tow truck, accounting for the thin sheets of snow and ice on the ground. “Gimme

It had been a long night, but not a bad one. Kris hummed a carol under his breath as he went over his list in his head. It had been centuries since he’d taken this role, exchanged his services for immortality and the gifts to serve properly, but it still never ceased to amaze him that he could recall at a moment’s notice the face, name, and disposition of any person living or dead since he’d started this gig, but he often couldn’t recall what he’d had for breakfast.

Eric was more than a little alarmed when he got home and smelled something burning and heard his wife swearing softly. Leto could handle a box mix or manage to fry an egg passably, but she wasn’t the best cook. And the traditional Harvest Festival celebration involved a lot of cooking.
He carefully poked his head into the kitchen, and his jaw dropped open. Leto was poking a pan of  something that was smoking gently. Her feathers were missing in patches, and there was a little trail o

“Mom I’m home!”
Leda smiled as she heard her daughter’s voice. “You’re late, dear!”
Sofia walked into the kitchen grinning. “Well, I had to pick up Emily, remember?”
The older bird  spun around awkwardly, her heavy belly making the motion difficult. Standing next to her lovely daughter was a human, her dark hair tied up in a ponytail, a slight gleam in her eyes behind her glasses.
“Shoot,” Leda said softly. “I complete

Adre woke with the sun, always. The soft light slipped into the room, rosy against his midnight plumage, turning the white specks and bands pink. He’d risen with the dawn every morning, even mornings when the sky was overcast and the sun hid. His parents had joked that he was so in tune with the sun that they could put him in a box underground and he would wake when the sun rose.  This morning, however, he snuggled back into the warmth behind him. It was a holiday, first of all, and s

Cerea hummed a little as she walked to the kitchen, alert before most of the rest of the house. This day of thanks was a little different from the one she was used to, but she’d been told there would be a parade, at least, and some sports for them to watch. Right at this moment, she wanted to indulge her secret desire for carrots. The centaur loved them with a passion, due in no small part to her half horse nature. But for that same reason, she hid her love of the orange veggies, to avoid

“You have to go to bed, BIlly,” Emma said with a slight growl, staring at the oldest boy of the three kids she was babysitting.
He rounded on her, as tall as she was, his gills and fins flaring. “My name is Bill!”
Emma fought the urge to flinch. She’d agreed to come out to this remote house in the middle of the swamp against the advice of her friends. A 16 year old human girl babysitting three gillmen children was, they’d assured her, a recipe for disaster. B

The Halloween weekend match had gone fairly well, the boys of the Villanova University wrestling team having given their best at the meet and come out on top by a landslide. SO it was a cocky team that whooped and cheered and slapped backs as they piled into the locker room and began undressing to shower. So high was the mood that it took a few minutes for anyone to notice the 1 foot cube in a corner of the locker room.
The boy who did, Declan, approached it with caution, looking at the box cur

Bobby huffed as he walked up the trail, grumbling under his breath. If he hadn’t been dared to come out here, he wouldn’t have. Then again, he hadn’t wanted to come to Camp Fallen Oak in the first place. Even if there hadn’t been rumors that monsters frequented the woods nearby, he would much rather have been home playing video games. Bobby was, politely, fluffy, and more accurately fat. Not obese, but he was soft and jiggly and overweight, and he didn’t particularl

It had been a terrible plan form the start. Mateo had thought he could just slip through the dark and grab another six pack of beer, then wile away Devil’s Night in the safety of his house behind his reinforced door and barred windows where preds couldn’t get him. The main problems being that he’d had three beers already and it was freaking Devil’s Night. Kids might go trick or treating on Halloween, but grown up preds went trick or tricking on Devil’s Night, and an

Mark grinned at the sight of his friends pulling up at the beach. They all envied him for living within walking distance, but then he sometimes envied them the ability to walk to school. Or drive. His parents had decided he had to earn his car on his own, so he was grumbling through tutoring sessions with second graders to pull the money together. Now that summer was here, he might not have as much to do, but then, that also meant less income so he couldn’t spend as much of his paychecks.

Barbara sighed as she stared at her tent in annoyance. This was easily the part of her chosen field of study she hated the most. Not the derision, not the constant fight to prove her results, not the endless rounds of “but that’s just a legend” followed by the inevitable, “well, yes, that one turned out to be true, but this one is just a myth.” Not the fight to finance her expeditions. No, what she hated the most, hands down, bar none, was camping. And for at least

Hanna turned a little, back and forth, looking at her cock and balls in the mirror. They’d been there for as long as she could remember, hiding her small, tight pussy behind an intimidating set of stallion genitals. She loved them, to be perfectly honest. The heft cock and avocado sized balls were always a shock to others when they saw them for the first time, and beachwear season was exciting as all hell to the young filly. She gave the massive rod a stroke, sighing happily. She glanced a

The sun felt amazing, shining down to heat the sand and fill the air with the smell of warm saltwater. Miia was coiled up on the warm sand, having made a hollow for her to curl up and enjoy sunning herself. She laid on her tail, sighing happily. She was trying to decide if she wanted a nap or to dig into the hard boiled eggs she’d brought with her, when she felt a cool touch on her flank. She rose up lazily and looked around to find Suu staring at her.
“What are you doing down here?

The rest of the town knew him as Dr. Johnson, but to me, he was just Alex. I had been working with Alex for several years now, and it had been the most fascinating time of my life. But even after all those years, I never dreamed of the day I would help Alex with the experiment that would change both of our lives forever.
It started with me holding two cups of coffee, and ringing his front door bell. After the sound of a few thuds, Alex answered the door.
"You look like shit." I chuckled. His ha

Jeffrey Barnes sat in the middle of his bed, fingering the necklace he wore at all times, a thick claw tip with a hole drilled through one end to allow it to be threaded on a string. Were a scientist to look at his necklace, they would be very, very confused. You see, the little chunk of claw came, not from an animal, but from an honest to goodness monster. A monster that had visited him almost every night for a year.
The shadows flickered and danced and Jeffrey smiled at the sure sign his frie

Theo grumbled under his breath as he hauled the garbage out. “Theo, take out the garbage, Theo, do the dishes. Theo, have you done your homework yet? Theo, why didn’t you take out the trash?”
The boy sighed as he stepped into his flip flops and started the long trek down the driveway to the trash cans. Living out in the middle of nowhere had only one upside, that there were no bullies around his house. He grumbled under his breath the whole way, mocking his mother’s tone

It was warm for October, an unseasonal heat wave washing over the small town, one last kiss of summer before winter came in all its glory. Fall had fallen, all too briefly, just long enough to strip the leaves from the trees before the heat returned, and the forecasters laughed as they predicted that the heat would be shouldered aside by blistering cold in a matter of days.
Still, as 11 year old Toby stared at himself in the mirror, it definitely added a specific something to trick-or-treating.

I’d love to meet you. Wanna grab dinner?
Elizabeth tapped her phone thoughtfully. It had been a while since she’d connected with someone like she did with Fenna. The woman wasn’t like most of her partners so far, but maybe that would be a good thing. And...well, it’s not like she’d be in any danger. She was never in any danger. It’s a little hard to threaten an 11 foot tall taur with legs that could kick through walls.
Ok. There’s a lovely little bistro

The chime overhead was slightly unexpected. Gherinn had been to a lot of massage parlors, but he’d yet to hear one on a modern world with a friggin bell in the door. The decor was...also unexpected. He paused and shoved his head out the door, just to confirm for himself that it looked like a brightly lit, modern street front outside, and that the parlor really did look like nothing more than a whole in the wall with an anachronistic swinging door. Then he pulled back in and let the door fa