Rick woke up in the middle of the night, and using the light from a motion activated night light he found his way to the bathroom. He squeezed out some used-to-be-cheetah, returned to bed, and was back on the throne two hours after that.It was a familiar process. Digesting and passing such a huge meal meant multiple trips to the shitter. It started about three hours after swallowing Callie and he knew it wouldn't be done any time soon.There were things he didn't understand about his body. Like h

The cheetah woman had her legs wrapped around his waist when it happened."No," Jerry said firmly."Aw," Callie moped. Still, she closed her mouth and went back to bouncing on his cock.For just a moment he'd seen past the strings of saliva and sharp feline fangs into the purple depths of her cheetah gullet. She was sleek and athletic and great fun to have in his lap, but she was also stronger than he was.  The way her hands gripped his upper arms when she yawned left no doubt. If he hadn't sa

Rebecca had very specific interests. This became obvious the moment she arrived at the beach.FRIENDLY BEACH RULES, the sign next to the pier read. She read them and nodded. They hadn't changed since the picture on the website was taken.Rebecca knew all about the Friendly Beach from the website and forums. Soon, the Friendly Beach knew all about her.Without hesitation she headed under the pier and just inside the shadows she saw Beachcomber sitting on a rock."Oh hey, dude," the long bendy semi-an

It was curiosity that got Terry in trouble, which is par for the course at the Friendly Beach.Terry had no interest in sex with other humans. About the time he started to develop urges he realized he was far more interested in the gnolls in his D&D games than he was in humans. Humans didn't appeal to him, not that way. On the other hand, imaginary sex with monsters, animals, or furry creatures interested him quite a lot. D&D and computer games sparked the interest, internet porn continu

The Friendly Beach, or more specifically the one Friendly Beach where people reform when eaten, has its share of odd visitors. There are of course the twisted, if harmless individuals who come here eager to fuck the animals. The even more twisted ones whose dream visit involved disappearing down the gullet of a hungry predator, whether the pred be a feral or one of the half-human hybrids who live at the beach. Only here could they hear a predator belch from within its stomach and boast about it

It was a friendly beach, a very friendly beach. Strange things happened here, but if you believed the signs, most of the people at this beach weren't interested in the weird stuff.Ellie was living proof. An athletic blond nearly six feet tall, Ellie went there mostly for the beach volleyball. She'd played volleyball all through college and now she played it here. If you were good enough, and she was, you could get sponsorships from various businesses, free beachwear, and a surprising amount of s

Their names were Notch-Fin and Scar, which are very common names among dolphins. Notch-Fin had a divot taken out of his right front flipper by a shark when he was very young, and Scar had a long scar down the same side due to an unfortunate encounter with a coral reef while chasing a fish. Neither injury had any long term impact other than to give them their names. They'd been friends almost since they were born, which made sense since they were brothers. You either learn to like your brother or

Hannah liked the beach. She always had. She'd visited it her whole life as often as she could. When she got old enough to have boyfriends she dragged them there too. It wasn't hard to find a boyfriend when you're five foot four, prettily brunette and curvy in all the right places. Now she was a senior at college and it was a short walk from the dorm to the beach.There were normal beaches, the sort she went to. Then there were the weird ones. Friendly Beaches, they called them. She heard the rum

Two days later, in shorts and a t-shirt rather than his ranger outfit, off Rick went."Make sure you go to the right beach," Smokey growled before he left. "Just in case." Smokey didn't spend any more time on the Internet than Rick, but he went against his habits and looked up Friendly Beaches. He learned the same thing Rick had. Go to the wrong beach, make certain assumptions, and things could go really wrong.Rick nodded. "I know. I'll follow my phone and make sure the signs read what they are

"It all started innocently enough," you often hear. But that is not what happened this time. It started when Ranger Rick downloaded a porn video.Rick and Smokey didn't get out much. They worked year round, high up in the mountains during the summer and moving to a lower elevation campground when the winter snows rolled in. As mascots/spokespersons for the Forest Service and as actual rangers, there is always a campground anxious to have their services. There wasn't much time for wandering, so th

"Look mommy, a cat lady," said a little girl. Callie waved and smiled a carefully fang-hidden smile."Cat lady" about covered it. Five and a half feet tall on slender digitigrade legs, spotted fur, slit-pupilled eyes, sharp-fanged muzzle, long tail streaming out behind her as she ran. It was sunrise, and as was her habit, Callie the cheetah was jogging along the seashore.Her apartment, shared with her otter boyfriend Beachcomber the otter and occasionally with other lovers, was right on the beach

First you hear the rumors, and dismiss them as fantasy. Then an evening news piece which showed little and talked around the subject. Despite the efforts of the newscaster to not say as much out loud, you quickly got the gist of it. People go to this beach to fuck animals and get eaten.Get eaten? Why do the authorities let that go on? You turn to the Internet and discover why. For unknown reasons, people who are eaten at one particular beach reappear an hour or so later, in exactly the same cond

Beachcomber the otter woke up with his cock down a cheetah's throat.That is a pretty good way to wake up. He purred his pleasure and put a webby hand on his girlfriend's shoulder, gently urging her on.Had he been lying on a bed, or on the beach sand under the pier, he'd have motioned for her to sit on his face while she sucked. It was only fair to return the favor, after all, and he knew the taste of cheetah pussy very well. But he was in a hammock hung between two pier pilings and she was stand

PIER CLOSED TODAY FOR MAINTENANCE, the sign by the parking lot said. The van drove right past it. A beach patrolman spotted the LA ZOO placard on the side and undid the chain blocking a maintenance road next to the pier. On this side of the pier and partly underneath it were two locked sheds, both with their doors open. One looked to be a tool shed and the other obviously housed the ATVs the beach patrol used. Past that and just above the high tide line the road ended and with some difficulty t

Deborah met the cheetah girl at the volleyball net, joining the game when a girl on the other team had to go. It was one man and one woman on each team and now one of the four was furry. At first she thought Callie was a trim athletic girl in a really good, close fitting furry suit. (You meet some weird people on a beach, especially this beach.) That wasn't the case. From padded feet to twitching tail to whiskery muzzle Callie was all cheetah.One-quarter cheetah, Deborah would learn later. That

It was Sienna's first visit to a Friendly Beach. Like many other people, that first visit had its share of drama."Friendly Beach," she read from the sign. "Adults only." Also like many other people, she failed to read the numerous other signs on the same post. One was of particular importance but she was anxious to get down to the surf and ignored the large-print placard that featured a hand hanging out of a dolphin's beak.She also skipped going up onto the boardwalk or pier. Any one of the

"Friendly beach," Dave read. "Adults only."It was Dave's first visit to one of these beaches. The animals at "friendly" beaches were unusually, well, friendly. As in, "Want to fuck a sea otter? This is the beach for you."There were a series of signs on the pole. Dave ignored the rest of them and made his way onto the boardwalk. Shacks here sold a variety of unusual goods."Condoms," shouted a barker. "Just in case!" He pointed up at the board mounted on his shack. Dave stopped to look.Jesus. The

The
orca clubBy Strega
Rudolph was
washing a face mask in bleach water when the nice young couple showed
up at his counter.
"Just a
moment, Patty," he said, and shook the mask before hanging it on
a peg to drip. Three masks were currently out, which left nine in
stock. One was careworn, its black metal and almost indestructible
plastics reddened by exposure to the elements. He normally had two
that showed this sort of wear, but a very annoying man came by to
check out a mask earlier a