January 2024 Microfic Collection

No Breaks

Forced Workout, Intrusive Gag, Bondage

Azar gave his Sir a pleading look, desperate for freedom from his predicament, but the hulking rhino just shook his head and chuckled. "No chance, boy," he said, his voice low and intimidating. "I'm not done with you yet."

The bound gazelle groaned into the huge dildo locked into his muzzle and kept up the pace, struggling to stay on the treadmill. He had no idea how long it had been, definitely at least an hour since Sir ordered him onto the blasted machine and chained him to it. He was dressed up in heavy cotton sweatpants, a sweatshirt, and thermal underwear beneath them. The more he sweated, the heavier and hotter his layers got, which only made him sweat more.

It was a vicious cycle, one that Sir certainly seemed to enjoy. The rhino had cranked up the heat in their home gym and stripped naked, displaying his massive muscles to his sub while he blew cigar smoke in his face. Azar strained in his chastity cage every time Sir gave him another blast of smoke, even though all it did was make him sweat more. He just couldn't help himself!

The heavy chains made it difficult to keep up with the treadmill, clanking with every stride the gazelle took. His eyes were glazed over and he was panting around the dildo gag, but he knew Sir wasn't about to let him stop. Whenever the rhino decided it was time for Azar to work out, the session didn't end until he was a puddle of sweat on the ground. He'd spent four hours chained to this treadmill once, he had a ways to go.

He'd never had to negotiate with a dildo gag quite this obtrusive before, though. Usually Sir at least gave him regular unencumbered breaths, but this thing left him gasping for relief that was not coming. The knotted silicone cock tickled the back of his throat and impeded his airway, and when the gazelle wasn't struggling for oxygen he was losing himself sucking and worshipping the dildo.

"Oh I should probably mention, that dildo has been soaking in my aphrodisiac formula all night," Sir said. "The longer you suck on it, the more you'll turn into a cockhungry whore and the more you'll want me to pull you off that treadmill and fuck every last thought out of your head!"

Azar whimpered and tried to free himself, but to no avail. The chains and dildo were all locked into place, he had no way to free himself from the sweaty prison Sir constructed. The rhino came up behind him and gave him a firm spank, drawing a yelp from around the dildo.

"Of course, I won't want to fuck you until you're just as sweaty as you ought to be," Sir said with a chuckle. "So just keep running like the stupid prey bitch you are, and eventually I'll give you what you need."

The gazelle nodded as the rhino turned up the pace.

END

Nature Walk

Vore, Snake

Meri strode through the forest, taking in the sights and smells of the late evening. This was her favorite part of the day, when she finished work and took an hour to decompress in the woods. She knew the woods behind her house had some dangerous wildlife in them, but she was happy to take the chance. It was just so beautiful out here!

The mongoose wore nothing but a small floral dress, barely long enough to maintain her modesty, and it often didn't while she walked. The hem flared out and twirled with every step, but Meri paid it no mind. There was nobody around to judge or reprimand her for her adventurous outfit choice, nobody to disturb her, nobody to...

HISSSSS

Meri whipped around, her fur standing on end. Any mongoose knew that sound by heart, there was danger nearby. She knew there were snakes in these woods, everyone did, but she hadn't even encountered one yet. Meri wanted to keep herself from ever encountering one, so she set off down the path at a brisk pace.

She heard the HISSS again, this time from the woods right beside the path. She glanced over into the trees and saw a flash of black scales in the fading sunlight, and her heartbeat quickened. The mongoose couldn't see much of the beast, but she could see it was huge. Much, much bigger than her.

Meri was running now, making a break for the edge of the woods and her house, where safety awaited her. The hissing was louder, and it sounded like it was right behind her! She didn't dare look back, not wanting to slow down, desperate to escape. Unfortunately for Meri, the snake had its heart set on her, and it wasn't about to let its meal escape.

The mongoose felt a sharp pinch on her leg and collapsed, her muscles no longer obeying her commands. Meri whimpered, shuddering and twitching on the forest floor, as the snake slithered up next to her. It looked so... primal. No recognizable sentience, just a wild animal looking for a meal. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she was that meal.

Meri cursed her ignorance of all the warnings she received about the forest, but her attention shortly flipped to the cool, smooth scales coiling up her legs. The pythons in these woods had more predator tools than could ever be considered fair. Not only could they paralyze their prey with venom, but their coils could crush any fur that happened across their path.

The snake worked its way up her torso and finally coiled around her neck, squeezing tight enough to seal up her throat and doom the trapped mongoose. Meri gasped and choked, desperate for rescue, for freedom, but she knew full well none was coming. There was a reason she came here to be alone.

END

Unholy

Angel Corruption, Bondage, Fingering

Niveah struggled against the obsidian chains, but they found no purchase, the same as ever. The angel was bound on their knees, deep black chains and shackles holding them perfectly in place. They'd been trapped in this hellish place for God knows how long, the unholy mineral binding them burning into their alabaster skin. Would this torment ever end?

Their captor sat on her deep black throne, studded with onyx gems and regarding her captive quarry with amusement. "I will never tire of watching you lovely little cherubs fall," Anxes said with a smirk."You're far from the first angel I've brought here, but I'd wager you're the prettiest." Niveah growled into the heavy metal bar wedged between their teeth, although they couldn't help but blush.

They hated to admit it, but their demonic captor was truly stunning. Deep crimson skin marked with purple runes, shining black eyes, and a smirk that awoke feelings Niveah didn't want to acknowledge. Wouldn't acknowledge. Every day of their eternal life, they had been taught to abstain. That the right thing, the pure thing, was to disregard such carnal instincts in favor of service to a higher power.

But God on high, those carnal instincts were growing harder to ignore by the moment. The way those chains bit into their skin, the way the gag reduced their eloquent tongue to nothing more than animalistic growls, the way that fucking demon was smiling at them. Niveah screwed up their eyes and fought to ignore the heat blossoming between their legs, but they stood little chance of resisting it.

Especially not once Anxes strode over and pushed a finger into Niveah's cunt. The angel squealed and pulled on their chains as hard as they could, but their bonds were still inescapable. "If you loathe this as much as all your kind claims to, why are you soaking my hand?" The demon's arrogance was sickening, but it was made all the worse by the fact that she was correct.

Before Niveah knew it, they were grinding against Anxes' hand and moaning into their gag, all thoughts of divine purity thrown to the wayside. They'd never felt another being's touch between their legs, especially not the touch of a corrupting force designed by infernal powers to tempt the divine into lust.

"That's right little feather, fall apart for me," Anxes cooed, licking at Niveah's neck. "Succumb to your body's earthly desires, reject that ridiculous notion that you don't deserve this pleasure. There's nothing wrong with feeling good." Niveah nodded, drooling around their gag. She was right, of course she was right.

How was the angel to know that the moment they were captured, they were doomed to this fate? All Anxes ever had to do to break angels was give them a little taste of primal pleasure and they crumbled. She had the easiest job in the underworld, and it was one she took great care to excel in.

END

Good Morning

Somnophilia, Bondage, Breeding

Ora rolled over with a yawn, blinking at the sunlight streaming in through the window. The shark looked at the form of the fox still sound asleep next to her, a small smile on her face. Ora wondered what she was dreaming about, then she looked down and noticed a distinct wet patch between her girlfriend's legs.

She snickered and worked a hand down under the blanket, working two fingers into Sarah's cunt. The fox's breath hitched in her throat but she didn't wake up, she simply moaned and accepted the shark's digits. Ora's cock jumped to life at the sound of her girlfriend's pleasure, and she threw the blanket off Sarah with her other hand.

The fox was stunning. The morning sun showed off her full, curvy figure and speckled russet fur, and the juices trickling down her thighs sparkled in the light. Ora bit her lip and pushed Sarah onto her back, savoring the sleeping fox's breathy moan as she did so.

"Fuck, I need you," the shark growled as she straddled Sarah's sleeping body. Ora grabbed Sarah's wrists and dragged her arms up to the headboard, locking them into the cuffs they always had attached to the bed. The fox stirred but still didn't awaken, although she did let out another soft moan in her sleep.

Ora growled as she buried herself in Sarah's pussy, and that was enough to finally awaken the fox. Her eyes fluttered open in a daze as she tried to stretch, but found her arms unable to respond to her commands. She whined, slowly processing that yes, Ora had her tied down to the bed and yes, was in the process of breeding her senseless.

Sarah tried to protest or resist, but found that all she wanted to do was relax in her bonds and accept the shark girl's cock until she was ready to stop. Knowing Ora, that could be hours from now. The last time she woke Sarah up with her cock, she didn't stop until she pumped four loads into her.

"Good little fox slut, just take Mommy's cock for her," Ora hissed. She had a firm grip of the fox's hips, savoring each and every whimper and moan she pounded out of her. Sarah pulled on her cuffs again, but they held just as firm as ever. The two of them made sure to get restraints a sub couldn't escape without help.

Ora felt her first orgasm building up, a fire burning at the base of her cock. "You're going to look so pretty when you're pregnant," Ora said, and that was enough to drive Sarah over the edge. She came on the shark's cock with a scream, bucking in her bonds as she soaked Ora with her juices.

The shark moaned as she plunged in to the hilt and unleashed her cum in Sarah's pussy, pumping ropes into her womb. That wasn't enough to make her stop though. She wasn't done with the fox girl yet.

END

Hunt

Latex, Pred/Prey, Capture

Sly raced through the forest, her hooves beating against the ground, hardly daring to look behind her. This was only supposed to be a nice little walk! But now she had this... thing hot on her trail, and she didn't want to find out what would happen if it caught her.

It sounded like it was gaining on her. The creature itself made no sound, all Sly could hear was its wet, heavy footfalls, each step leaving a small puddle of black goo behind it. The foxibou could identify it by smell alone: latex. Thick latex that seemed to absorb any moonlight that fell across it.

Sly cursed her own desires as she kept up the pace, dripping behind her chastity belt as she raced through the trees. Her mind kept drifting to what it would feel like to allow this mysterious beast to catch her, to be absorbed into the roiling black mass of its body. But... but she couldn't! What if she hated it? What if she couldn't handle it? What if-

The foxibou tripped over a root and fell to the ground with a yelp. She tumbled forward and ended up on her back, staring up at the full moon peeking through the trees. The fall knocked the wind out of her, and Sly couldn't even move. The sound of the latex beast got louder and louder, until finally it was upon her.

It was still strangely silent. It seemed to suck the noise out of the world around it as it scooped her up in its arms, staring into her eyes with its blank latex face. It had no defining features beyond the vague shape of a muzzle, it looked like a mutated factory print of an animal. Sly squirmed in its grasp, but that only prompted it to continue.

Latex spread off its paws onto the foxibou's body, creeping down her forelegs and onto her torso. Sly's breath finally returned, but it did her little good. Her captor was much bigger and stronger than her, and it wasn't going to let her go until her transformation was complete.

It squeezed tight around her, folding her limbs in half and forcing her onto all fours like a bitchsuit. It sealed her chastity belt inside and formed a glowing white lock symbol over the top, and Sly whined in despair. She was supposed to get unlocked when she got home tonight! Fat chance now!

Little by little, the dripping latex sealed the foxibou up, without a visible seam or seal to tug at for freedom. Long rubber cocks poked into her mouth and butt, silencing her and stimulating her most sensitive places. The latex beast stuffed its captive inside its body, and Sly was now totally trapped.

It turned around and trudged back through the forest, making its way toward Sly's home. It had done such a good job following its Princess' orders, and now it needed a reward!

END

Unreleased

Bondage, Edging, Jock Sub

Andy snarled into his ballgag, his muscles straining against the scratchy hemp rope binding him to the chair. The hulking tiger felt like he was losing his mind, how long could this fucking twink go on? His captor knelt between his legs, lapping at his straining cock, licking up every drop of precum dripping from it.

"Good dumb jock," the ferret cooed, his voice high and weak. "Just strain for me. Your muscles, your cock, your mind, struggling for freedom I don't want to give them. Be a good musclebound edge toy for me!" Andy screwed up his eyes and screamed, pulling on his ropes as hard as he could.

No dice. The ferret knew his way around ropes, and Andy's confidence in his ability to break free was long gone. It disappeared about two hours earlier, when he realized just how little slack the furry twink from the bar left him. He'd lured the tiger home with promises of cumming in his tight little hole when Andy broke free of some "simple" bondage, but this didn't feel too simple!

So now he had to put up with the bratty ferret's incessant teasing about how maybe he wasn't that strong and masculine after all, if just some ropes and edging was enough to break him like this. He kept Andy's cock perfectly on the edge, twitching and dripping in the air. The tiger wanted nothing more than to pin his tormentor to the floor and pound his hole, but it seemed like that wasn't an option unless he let him go!

Andy had never felt helpless like this before. He was always in charge, he was always on top, he was the dominant one! He should be the one tormenting the tiny ferret while he struggled on this chair and begged for mercy! But in his arrogance, he agreed to the brat's conditions, and now he couldn't stop the twink from having his way with his cock.

Another teasing lick, another infuriating giggle, another trip to the edge of a massive release. But the ferret pulled back at the last moment, just as he had every time for the last two hours, and Andy exploded. He screamed vile curses and threats into his gag, yanking on his bonds as hard as he could, images of throttling the snotty little twerp rushing through his mind.

However, he was still just as helpless to enact those fantasies of revenge, and now the ferret was stroking his own cock! "I think the big, bad tiger needs to learn what it feels like to lose," he said, his voice shaky.

He stood on Andy's thighs and stroked his cock right in front of the bound tiger's face. Andy couldn't look away. He couldn't shake that this felt strangely right. He'd been beaten, and his captor deserved the reward he was denied.

The ferret threw his head back and moaned, shooting ropes all over Andy's gagged muzzle. The tiger whimpered, his denied cock dripping.

END

Stay a While

Makeout, Unknowing Intox, Honeypot

Corsi looked out the window at the howling snowstorm and sighed. "I should probably get going," the cow said with a sigh. "Otherwise I'm gonna be stuck here all night."

The bunny snuggling her whined, pawing at her chest. "C'mon, that wouldn't be so bad," they said. "We could have fun together, keeping warm from the big, bad blizzard."

They climbed on top of her, giving her their best bedroom eyes. "I'll make sure it's worth your while," they cooed, running a paw down her chest. "I know how to make pretty girls like you feel nice."

Corsi blushed. She and Kery had been dancing around true intimacy with each other for weeks now, neither wanting to make the first move. She went out of her way to be respectful of potential partners, sometimes overly so. Several romantic prospects had gotten frustrated at her inability to make the first move.

Kery didn't give her a chance to overthink her way out of this though. They leaned in and kissed her, pushing her back into the couch and slipping their tongue between her lips. In an instant, all of the cow's anxieties and fears vanished, replaced with sugar-sweet pleasure and desire. The fox was quite a kisser!

The cow leaned in, grabbing the back of Kery's head and returning the kiss just as passionately. She pushed her tongue in the fox's mouth, soaking her tongue with the sweet, pink-tinged saliva lining their maw. Every last thought drained out of Corsi's head, and her pussy and udders were dripping everywhere.

Kery giggled into the kiss, slipping a paw down between Corsi's legs. The cow lowed, still locked in the kiss, unable to pull away from the fox's talented tongue. Not that she really wanted to, she'd wanted to make out with Kery like this for quite a while, but she truly couldn't break the kiss.

Corsi was far from the first girl to fall prey to the fox's aphrodisiac kisses. One taste of their saliva and the unsuspecting subject would be unable to pull away, their body not wanting to stop the torrential tide of pleasure the fox's kisses provided. The cow was already so wet and needy she couldn't think, dripping milk and pussy juices everywhere and soaking Kery's couch.

The fox couldn't care less, all they wanted to do was reduce the cute chubby cow to a whining, moaning mess. They didn't have any ill intentions, they didn't want to hold Corsi prisoner in their basement or anything, they just wanted to give her a night of pleasure she'd never forget.

Alright, maybe their aphrodisiac saliva had some addictive properties, and maybe the cow would be hooked on it from now on, and maybe she would do anything the cute fox demon said to get another taste of it. But Corsi didn't have to know any of that. All she knew was that she never wanted this to stop.

END

Silenced

Gag, Permanent, Bondage

Nia smiled down at her bound sub, who was eagerly squirming on the high-backed wooden chair. "Are you sure about this?" The lioness asked, caressing Suri's cheek. "Permanent means permanent, if I do this to you I will be unable to remove it. Do you consent to spending the remainder of your life as gagged as is magically possible?"