Distractions and DetoursKassandra jolts awake to the sounds of metal clanging on metal and worried whinnies from the horses around her. Glancing at her undercarriage, she considers releasing her Elven cargo right away. Having not stood up yet, she puts a hand against the Elf’s bedchamber. Her womb is built to hold an entire young centaur. Through all the muscle and extra padding compared to a bipedal species, she can hardly feel her at all. However, it seems like her new friend is still fast a
Sybil's Graveyard Detour
By: Whatisaname
Favorited: 2 weeks ago
Zoe’s Rural ThanksgivingA flurry blew about outside the window of the farmhouse Zoe had called home for a few years now. As a kid, she only saw snow on mountaintops and on the television. Here in Montana, it just being a flurry was a blessing. She’d dealt with enough snow to last a lifetime, but it was the safest place for someone like her. Without a passport, and the recent annihilation of her hometown, Zoe’s ability to leave the country was non-existent. But up here, few cold blooded Awo
Zoe's Thanksgiving
By: Whatisaname
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