It felt a little mean to think, but Dani was such a good mattress. Every subtle movement Brandy made caused her to sink further into Dani's yielding warmth. Her hips nestled into the soft give of belly and thighs like they had been made to support Brandy's weight. The maid dress, only slightly ruffled, had slipped down enough to properly expose ...
2025-07-09 21:45:51 +0000 UTC View PostDani did not use bite. It wasn't a Move she knew, and she wasn't ready for that even if it was.
Instead, she stepped forward, trembling but resolute, her fingers twitching at her sides as she approached Brandy. Her breath came in quick, shallow bursts as she looked up at the woman towering over her.
Brandy was that woman, and s...
2025-07-07 23:04:32 +0000 UTC View Post"Gotcha!" Sparky chirped, plucking Dani straight out of the curtain wreckage like a prize from a claw machine. Dani squeaked as she was lifted clear, her feet tangling in the hem of the fallen curtain, pigtails bouncing as she swung from Sparky's four-handed grip.
"Help me out as well!" Rhona's voice, muffled and irate, echoed from somewhe...
2025-07-04 21:36:57 +0000 UTC View PostBrandy had hoped being suspicious of Rhona would help her be more focused, but it turned out that making yourself pay attention to someone you were hopelessly attracted to did not help at all to cool off the nerves. Especially not when Rhona, mid-conversation with Dani, hooked her thumbs into the belt loops of her low-slung jeans and gave them a...
2025-07-02 21:47:29 +0000 UTC View Post"Hello, Lilith's breasts," Sparky said, flashing a fanged grin as two of her four yellow-furred arms made an exaggerated heart shape in the air while another stole a cherry off the tray Lilith was holding.
In a blink, one of her long, lacquered fingers snapped out and caught Sparky's thieving wrist with just enough pressure to make Sparky ...
2025-06-30 23:12:45 +0000 UTC View PostThe neon lights of Spikemuth painted the streets in bright, colorful light as Brandy, Sparky, and Dani made their wobbly way back to the Cheesecake Cafe.
All around them, other ladies and their Pokémon partners were wrapping up their nights staggering out of bars arm-in-arm, their laughter echoing off alley walls or draped across each oth...
2025-06-27 22:25:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe Fire part of Calcine loved good sex. Not just the feeling of skin and the press of a body against a hard cock, though those were things to savor, but the intimacy that came from being inside someone. Especially when she was as big as she was now, Morgan was placing a massive amount of trust in Calcine's hands and hips. It'd be easy to take M...
2025-06-24 23:52:27 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan was a vision, bent over with her hips raised high, her stubby tail feathers twitching and puffed up with barely contained arousal. She looked like she was trying to offer herself up confidently, but her wings betrayed her. They fluttered and spread with every ragged breath, little shivers running down her spine as Calcine ran her hand alo...
2025-06-21 12:42:58 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan knelt between Calcine's legs, thighs already aching from the angle and heart pounding so hard she thought it might crack her chest open. Her hands rested on Calcine's waistband, fingers twitching with nerves as her feathers brushed against the tight fabric, but she didn't pull down. It was going to need a mental run-up to do that.
C...
2025-06-19 09:10:12 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan eased Calcine down into the comfy pile that had been laid out for them, the cushions sinking beneath her weight with a plush sigh. Calcine shifted slowly and deliberately as the soft give of the padding welcomed her bulk. Her thighs parted, solid and inviting, and Morgan didn't climb into her lap right away. She lingered instead, hovering...
2025-06-16 22:24:37 +0000 UTC View PostThe night had cooled, but Calcine still radiated warmth from deep within. Not just the natural heat of her body, though it was keeping Morgan nice and toasty, but a heat freshly stirred during their nighttime walk. The way Morgan had walked beside her, arm brushing her hip, voice teasing, and eyes bright. They'd talked the whole way but not abou...
2025-06-14 19:54:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe heat was still clinging to Morgan's skin as she stepped off the edge of the arena, one hand clasped in Calcine's, the other tugging her hat low so she didn't have to meet the cheering crowd's eyes.
El Furia had said it wasn't your normal fight club, and they'd proven it by not even announcing a winner. Everyone had enjoyed themselves, ...
2025-06-11 21:55:05 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan had always thought life should feel like victory. Outpacing everyone, being the best. There was a heady delight in winning, and she would do anything to win. It was as much a part of her as the witch hat. She went into fights with her head held high and came out the superior, entirely in control of every moment. Sitting next to Calcine, s...
2025-06-07 23:50:52 +0000 UTC View PostCalcine sat tall, her massive frame settled like a mountain in the center of the arena, glowing seams pulsing with residual heat from her transformation. The crowd was still roaring from her shift to Coalossal form, but all of Calcine's attention was on the trio already working her over with focused intent.
Hustle knelt between Calcine's l...
2025-06-03 23:40:30 +0000 UTC View PostHustle had given her everything. The Mudsdale's powerful hips bucked with desperate strength, breathless groans falling into Calcine's neck as she rode out her peak with single-minded focus. Calcine had held her steady through it, her arms locked tight around Hustle's waist, letting her drive until the last ripple of tension finally broke and me...
2025-06-01 01:08:17 +0000 UTC View PostHi hi! We'll be back to the regular schedule next chapter, so don't worry back to Calcine and Morgan's dating disaster very soon. But for now! More of Isla and her many exes!
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As fun as Josie had been, the relationship had a time limit. Josie liked teaching women to be adventurous, and eventually, her work with Isla was done. Sh...
2025-05-27 22:59:37 +0000 UTC View PostPart two! Make sure to go read the other first, unless you just want to get straight to the mosh pit!
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Isla had been to concerts before, but they'd been pleasant affairs. People brought sandwiches and had picnics on the grass. The music was light, with a soft background noise for lovers trying to get a little closer. Sh...
2025-05-24 00:25:00 +0000 UTC View PostWhile I'm in a field here is some side story to tide you over. Enjoy!
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“Can I just have a small bite?"
Isla laughed as she shook the pan, spreading the oil over the hashbrowns and bacon. She only wore an apron, so she was careful not to splash any. She might be heat resistant, but that didn't mean she enjoyed the sensation...
2025-05-19 23:07:24 +0000 UTC View PostHi hi!
First of all, there's a new chapter below so go read that before this!
I am going to be away for a week. Now, I had tried to plan for this with extra chapters. But things have been insane and I have a lot of work still to do before I go.
So! Rather than let you starve for a week, I'm going to be releasing some Side...
Hustle and Heatstroke didn't waste time with taunts. They were a powerful duo, and they knew their window to flip the fight wouldn't last. Hustle stepped in first, her body tense but steady, cheeks still flushed, but her gaze locked and hungry. She pressed up against Calcine's front, her muscular chest mashing against Calcine's softer breasts, f...
2025-05-15 22:35:26 +0000 UTC View PostCalcine had never seen Morgan look so relaxed. Earlier, when she'd pressed Heatstroke into the dirt, the Murkrow had seemed almost drunk on the Salazzle's voice breaking into desperate, husky moans. Her shadows had curled possessively around her prey, her feathers ruffled up in that way that made Calcine's chest tighten. Morgan had been letting ...
2025-05-14 00:13:26 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan's shadows writhed as she let them loose. Liquid and eager, they curled around Heatstroke's hips and legs, pulling her close, spreading her open. The Salazzle shuddered when Morgan's fingers wrapped around her cock, thumb tracing a slow, teasing circle over the head.
"Fuck," Heatstroke groaned. "Yes, yes, yes."
Morgan grinned. ...
2025-05-11 01:20:22 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan's feathers tingled. Every slight brush against her skin made her shiver. The air was still thick with Poison Gas, purple, sweet, curling around her thoughts like a velvet rope. Every breath of it heightened her emotions until the rush in her chest became a roar. Her pulse pounded louder. Her cravings sharpened. Burning green flames flicke...
2025-05-06 23:41:40 +0000 UTC View PostThe air shimmered with heat as Heatstroke stood in the center of the arena, flames dancing along her arms and a whip of fire coiled at her side. Her crimson dress shimmered like a lure, hugging her every curve and clashing seductively with the flickering inferno around her. The crimson flame-like markings along her collarbone pulsed like they we...
2025-05-02 21:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostSparky had absolutely no doubts that her girl would win. Calcine was a force of nature, a chiseled goddess of obsidian abs, and she'd never let them down. Watching her slam a hot horse lady into the dirt was a full-course visual feast, sweat, muscle, and dominance in perfect motion, but Sparky still couldn't give it her undivided attention.
<... 2025-04-29 23:39:11 +0000 UTC View PostThrown off balance by the earthquake-struck arena, Calcine tried to line up a shot at Heatstroke. The flame-throwing Salazzle would crumble under a solid Smack Down if Calcine could just land one, and her palms itched for it. It was no good; Calcine couldn't control her trajectory off her feet, and Hustle was already moving to intercept.
T...
2025-04-26 20:06:47 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan had loved planning out their entrance and spent quite a bit of time with the backstage crew getting it all perfect. Calcine had put an idea here and there, but she wasn't the natural performer Morgan was, she'd mainly enjoyed watching Morgan and the backstage crew enthuse about the whole process. This was important to the Murkrow, and tha...
2025-04-22 23:46:14 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan adjusted the strap of her mask again, fingers fidgeting a little too long on the edge of the leather before she let it fall back into place. Calcine watched her out of the corner of her eye, not missing the slight tremble in her touch, the barely-there bite of her lower lip. She was trying to look composed, smug even, but something was of...
2025-04-18 23:40:08 +0000 UTC View PostMorgan and Calcine were led through the backstage area by El Furia, who strode with the kind of presence that parted crowds without her needing to lift a finger. Her colorful feathers trailed behind her like the banner of a victorious general, swishing dramatically with every turn of her hips.
To Calcine's amusement, Morgan was trying to ...
2025-04-15 22:42:47 +0000 UTC View PostNo longer ill! I'll try to recover the writing soon as I can, thanks for the patience!
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