beastiality stories
(c) 1995 by The Obsessive-Compulsive Travis woke feeling terrible. His head was pounding, his arms and legs were sore and the wounds from fighting with Aranoble’s guard still echoed over his chest, back and neck. It hadn’t been a good night. The small frontier town was supposed to be hospitable, but dare to mention that […]
First published 1992 on alt.sex.bestiality I literally leapt out of my tent. “Good morning, campers! And how are we doing today? And where, oh where is my beloved P’nyssa?” “Down by the river,” Paul said, smiling. “You look happy today. Nyss went down to the stream to get some water for hot chocolate.” Carroll had […]
(c) 1997 by Lykaon Being a centaur wasn’t all bad, she knew, but she still missed her old body, having only been in this one about a week. She dealt with it as best she could, running through the woods, searching for a way out of this strange world, finding food which she thought would […]
(c) 2008 by Lathana Empress Khannvaiva’s quarters had a sober, yet lavish quality to them which made them both regal and impressive. Unlike many palace of the Ancient World, the decorating was not overdone, and the walls and tall colonnades of white marble and light jade gave a feeling of peace to the place. Dressed […]
(c) 1997 by David Alway Akorax returned from the hunt, following the blazes of his gang’s trail, up into the wooded foothills that were prelude to the rocky mountains beyond. Behind the quiver of arrows and his bow that he carried from his brawny human back, and his spear that he carried in his left […]