This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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"What's up, my friendly horde!"
Taio grinned, the maned wolf posing in front of the camera, which was recording and livestreaming everything right up to YouToob. He was a streamer and a content creator, someone that had found a different way of living than others, though his content being exploring haunted places, as a professional ghost hunter, was rather out of the left field, considering what he had studied way back in college.
Well, that had only been a couple of years ago -- but content creating had suited him better, standing tall and proud on camera, engaging with his audience. His thick hair pooled back from his head, though no one would have guessed that Taio had a secret or two up his sleeve, something that the maned wolf kept tucked in close. It was between his legs, the maned wolf presenting as a male but really being a male-herm, a pussy hidden behind his balls and dick.
He did, however, tend to bring in his more frisky side to daily life, despite everything. He didn't want to deal with having a vagina -- but a cock was different. He'd gotten an unwanted erection on camera when he'd been not that far into adulthood (and not feeling like all that much of an adult himself at that time) and, well, using a chastity cage -- a plastic one that was quite restrictive and slid over his entire shaft and sheath -- had solved the issue kind of quickly. It was only very fortunate for Taio that he didn't have to hide his puffy pussy too often, for he wasn't in very revealing clothes at all when he was streaming.
No, that just interfered with other parts of his life. His tail kept things interesting too, sentient with a little mouth, though Taio was still working out that part of him. His tail seemed to change daily, always with something of a different personality, sometimes showing more and more infatuation with his pussy than ever.
Thankfully, it seemed to be behaving that day, waving at the viewers as he stood at the entrance to the Sanatorium.
"This is Leyland Sanatorium and, man, is it freaky in here..."
He gave a shiver, just for effect, though he was not really scared. The really scary stuff, most likely, would happen later in the night, if he was lucky enough to catch any on camera. The most interesting things he filmed were very often found when he was editing the footage later for YouToob.
His tail waved and bobbed down near his rump, though he swatted it away expertly. It was something that he had had to deal with time after time again, after all!
"This place was used for TB cases, initially, which is, I hear, where the name came from," Taio said, letting the camera pan around the room, scattered broken tiles and a reception desk of some kind set up at the side. "But they've more commonly been used for specialised hospitalisation cases. A lot are mistaken for asylums, the old mental health hospitals that didn't do all that much good for anyone, but they were far more far-reaching than that."
His tail curled around again, wandering closer and closer to his rump; Taio stepped aside, thwarting its attempts. It was always so persistent... And it wasn't as if he even wanted to think about his pussy, a part of his anatomy that, frankly, he tried to ignore as much as possible. He was a guy, he liked being a guy, and most others would be freaked out if they knew that he was different down there.
So, he focused only on what he had to.
"Should we go a bit deeper? There's a lot to explore here and I hope you guys will be as interested in the history of this place as I am..."
His viewers chimed in, emojis and comments flooding the box-like part of the screen that let him see how they were reacting. His set-up came with a portable tablet computer that he could take along with him, though he had a head cam set up for really delving into the belly of the Sanatorium.
He knew what to talk about, the history of the place, how many ghosts had been seen there, the spooky happenings that had occurred... And yet the maned wolf was not on his game, not as he usually was. He shifted his weight from one black hind paw to the other, wearing shoes that time because he didn't want to get grime on his hind paws from the Sanatorium, but he could have done with something else being protected.
Namely, the tail that kept wriggling back and forth, poking at his backside, questing at the sensual heat emanating from his pussy. He had used the special underwear, boxer briefs that day, that managed his scent so that no one around him would be able to smell that he was in heat if he did run across anyone, but that didn't seem to work on his sentient tail. Still, Taio didn't quite know how much intelligence his tail possessed, all as it wriggled back and forth, trying to poke and prod at his pussy despite how the wolf kept shifting his hips, trying to avoid it. The damn thing just wouldn't let up!
"As you can see here, it's...unff..."
There was a scattering of concern in the comment box from his viewers, though Taio tried to control himself, swallowing hard, grunting as he swatted his tail around from his pussy.
"Ah, sorry, guys!" He laughed, though even the wolf could feel that it was fake. "Er, just a little technical difficulty, maybe I'm not on my game today..."
He had thought he was, but perhaps it had been a bad idea to head out while he was coming into heat, feeling the wetness of his pussy soaking into his underwear. At least his cock was kept under control, though that didn't really feel like it helped and he had not thought that he was going to come into heat so early in the year too!
"As I was saying, there's a rumour here that... Ohhhh..."
Taio moaned, heat rushing to his cheeks. That time his tail pressed under him, the mouth of it trying to nip and get at his pussy, even though it couldn't be seen on camera. Even as Taio squirmed and shifted his weight back, levelling the camera higher so that his lower half wasn't on screen, his breath caught. Damn it! Why was his tail like that? Why did it want to draw so much attention to his heat? He could usually just ignore it and that would be fine!
"Ah, it's... The Sanatorium is known for...mmph..."
He tried to hold it together, he really did, but his leaking pussy dripped and drooled even more, soaking his clothes. Why, if he wasn't careful, he was going to see a wet patch coming through in no time at all!
He tried to talk, thinking that he could get through it if only he held his tail with one paw -- yeah, he could do that. And he did manage for a while, even as his legs tried to squeeze together, to put just a little more pressure on his swollen, heat-flushed pussy.
"Ah... It's a funny night, guys, thanks for coming around with me here. So, it's said that there is the ghost of a woman who walks these halls, one of the nurses who cared for patients back in the day..."
Taio swallowed a groan, keeping a grin plastered on his face, though concerned emojis were popping up too. Were they clocking onto him? Did they know what he was dealing with there?
Damn it, he had to get back to talking about the Sanatorium! He sweated, coughing into the palm of his paw while he tried to clutch his tail tightly, shoving it away, but he couldn't walk as his thighs pressed together, stopping his overactive tail from getting at his heat.
You okay there?
