8:12 "I thought the island was abandoned" by catprog
"I thought the island was abandoned" you say.
She smiles "Let me guess you signed up for a reality show?"
You nod before she replies "Same here. I don't know how but the barrier was keeping everything separate. I don't know how they were abl
2:828 Abandoned Room by Lokor and Kire Kitsune
You awaken in a dusty room, staring blankly at a tattered and paint splattered ceiling. A fan hangs from the aching panels and slowly turns. There is no power, the fan turns by way of the wind. As you stand, your two silver tipped tails swirl about in conjunction to keep your slim frame balanced. Y
8:11 Befriending Bandit by TFGal
You realize Bandit has clothes. She has a hat similar to a shipmate's. it is black and covers the tuft of hair on the top of her head. She has a topless dark purple shirt, and short ripped denim jeans. "You look cold. Take these." She says. You get a hat like hers, but red in color. Y
8:10 Foxy 2 by TF_Gal
You run around yourself to see your new tail. You are all orange with a white circle around your snout. Your paws are black at the tips and your tail is white at the tip. Your claws are sharp, and you have superhearing. Only thing is, you are completely naked! You have breasts, too. Scared, you grip
2:827 "I...uh...I...well..." by Amethyst Mare
"I...uh...I...well..."
You stammer, lost for words, which seems to please the host. You have never had such a holiday, caught up in the working life and chasing girls. Some towns never feed ambition and you'd been working in manual labor since finishing school. That kind o
2:826 The Prize by Amethyst Mare
“Congratulations!”
Who could it be other than the confounded host? The stallion strode between racks of clothes, mane slicked back and a slimy smile upon his fleshy lips. Done up in a lurid blue suit, you think that he is not out of place in the fancy dress shop after all, but hold b
2:825 The goal found by Amethyst Mare
Hey, honey, why so shy? We only want some time with you!”
“Yeah, jus’ ah date, swee’heart!”
“Come out!”
Their voices are muffled though discernible through the glass and you shrink away from their words. They’re crazy, those dogs, let alone the wol
2:823 No money by Amethyst Mare
“Let me go, you can’t be serious,” you scoff, yanking your body away. “It isn’t me that you should be bothering for money, so bugger off.”
His expression darkens and you are suddenly afraid that you have said something terribly wrong. Ducking under his outstretched arm as he
2:822 Hide by Amethyst Mare
Where is that fox? He has vanished again with traditional, russet stealth. You have heard that foxes are sly under normal circumstances. Would those traits translate to a half-human and half-fox character? You hope not. Taking a corner at breakneck speed, your breath grates and you dive into a group
2:821 Cross the road by Amethyst Mare
Spotting your chance, you swerve without warning across the road, dodging cars unapologetically. A hawk of some kind in a day-glow yellow vest drills a trench into the blocked off work area, the vibrations rendering you unsteady at such close range. There is a frustrated howl somewhere to your rear
2:820 Sinking Fast by Pondification
You find yourself in an abandoned room; there is nothing of interest around you other than what looks like a deflated shark laying on the ground. You walk up to it, wondering what this could have possibly been used for, running your hands over the sandpaper texture of the dorsal fin. You quickly re
2:819 Dog by Amethyst Mare
“Hey, baby!” The Golden Retriever shouts, slapping a paw on his thigh. “I’d love to bury my bone in you, how ‘bout it?”
“Ugh...” You shudder, quickening your pace. Did you once shout things like that? “Fuck off, douchebag. I ain’t got time for perverts like you. I’l
2:818 Move by Amethyst Mare
The fox is nowhere to be seen but having him out of sight only makes your stomach twitch uneasily, bile rising in your throat. Being a natural prey animal — what would unicorns be classed as anyway with that horn? — is unsettling and you feel considerably further down the food chain than you sho
2:817 Fox by Amethyst Mare
The fox looks you up and down, licking his lips with his thin, little tongue. Against your will, your ears flatten to your skull and you bare your teeth, eyes wide and fear trembling in your belly. What’s his problem? You had forgotten for a moment, once again, your new gender and that you are ju
1:854 Lost Memories by Czar Lawrence III
"So Alex, tell me about your world." Gerod asks as the two of you sit down after finishing your meal. You lick the last remnants of blood and meat off your lips, looking down at the ground as you concentrate hard on the question proposed to you; telling him about your world. "I can
2:816 Shop Fight by Amethyst Mare
A designer brand shop of some furry definition has a red sign outside to show that they have a sale currently running. As you meander around the sign, a group of shouting female furs rage out from the shop, bags and merchandise tossed between them. You are not privy to female discourse when it comes
2:815 Park by Amethyst Mare
The crowd begins to thin and you burst into an open area with a little greenery — a city square of some kind that gives the semblance of community. The paving slabs are a pale cream and pruned trees are spaced at intervals, their leaves a sharp, crisp scent in the heavy air. Benches are scattered
2:814 Costume Exit by Lokor and Kire Kitsune
And, at a single point, you feel nothing and then fear and panic set in. You scream for what seems like an age. You smack the bottom of the chasm, thrashing your poor body. Now famished, exhausted and broken, you look around you in hopeless desperation. With only one thing in sight you gain up your
2:813 Next day by Lokor and Kire Kitsune
It's the eleventh day and as you wake gently once more you believe it to be another slow day but as the scents of the sea waft to you they carry with them another, somewhat familiar, scent. Other gryphons are near. But it smells like they don't want to socialize. They've found your sc
2:812 Running by Amethyst Mare
The vixen has spotted you and advances with a steely expression, glasses balanced on the end of her russet muzzle. You do the only thing that you can do: you run. Dashing out the glass door, bell tinkling at your hooves, you fling yourself into the smoke-scented pollution of the city. Shoving past o