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Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

The forest was full of the smell of life, the sweet smell of growth, he had missed this smell, it was the first time that he had gone camping since the first frost of winter. A deep breath was taken in by the human, his chest swelling with the scent. God I missed this. He whispered to himself, muscled body working its way down the path, slowly but surely. Jordan loved camping, he loved nature, if he didnt camp in the woods on a weekend, he didnt feel right. He smiled broadly as he approached his usual camping ground, a small shack he rarely entered, and only then to keep up the place. No solid walls for him, only the warmth of a blanket and the cloth of a tent would separate him from nature. As the pack fell from his arm to the ground he surveyed the plot. Glad I am here all week, He said with glee, eyeing a few needed repairs for the shack. He stepped closer and examined the damage, minimal, but something to pass the time when not fishing, cooking, or surviving. He returned to his pack and pulled out the tent from it, setting it up with memorized precision. After his shelter was up, he moved on to setting the fire pit, his folding shovel more then fulfilling the need. He placed rocked around its circumference and two poles from which to cook what ever he found. Well now that that's done and ready... He said pulling another tool from his pack, a hand axe, To get the timber and firewood. After several minutes he found a fallen tree, and began to carve out several long and thin strips from its bark and flesh, the process would take more then a few hours for what he would need for the week, but he would get it done. After a half an hour he removed his shirt and jacket, placing them on the underbrush, his sweaty chest exposed to the cooling wind.
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

Anvie was on her knees, one hand pressed a tree, while the other was between her legs, her fingers rubbing and slipping in and out of her wet sex.She was desperate, she was hot, she was horny and no creature around wanted to touch her.Why her.Of all the creatures, why did it have to be her that was not wanted by anyone.it was beginning to be to much for her.She was ready to take any male that came across her line of vision. Forcing her hand away, she stood, her legs wobbly from the sexual weakness of her body.Sniffing the air, she smelled something Earthy, manly, male.Her eyes dilated and her sex throbbed.A male was near by and she followed her nose and followed the scent.Was it another wolf, or perhaps another fox, maybe even a bear.Oh to be fucked by a big, burly bear, his big dick going in and out- -What she came across was not a bear...or a fox....or a wolf.It wasn't even an anthro like herself.It was a human.A big, broad shouldered human who was innocently chopping wood.His skin, smooth dark skin was slick with sweat and his smell was over whelming her senses.She couldn't, not with a male, oh but she needed someone badly.He was tall, surprise to say, taller then her.For a human he was good looking as well.Licking her lips, she watched him for a bit, then looked around and so nor scented another anthro near by.This of course was a protected human camping ground, anthros were not allowed to come about it nor be near it, oh but Anvie didn't care. Cauciously, she moved from behind the bushes she hid behind and approached, her hand moving down to cup hersel as she walked.She had to be careful, else the human would attack her with that weapon he had.Breathinin deeply, the smell of him was intoxication, burning her senses and making her tingle all over.She said nothing, coudln't really say anything.She just moved closer and closer, nice and slow, her nipples hard and peeked, her sex dripping wet, her tail standing straight and curling at the tip and her ears pointed straight up.She was friendly, weak, vulnurable and she hoped this human would be kind enough to help her with her need, if not.....then she was going to be quick and take from this human until she was satisfied.
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

He continued the work, this wood would need to last him not only the week, but repair the shack. He wiped his brow before returning to the work, his axe biting into the tree, releasing another square of fire wood, sliding it out of the rut of the dead tree, his pile of wood growing larger from its new member. He sighed as he struck the axe deep into the rut of his previous work. Almost enough. He said looking at the pile. That should be enough fire wood, now to cut some for the shack, after a rest. He said closing his eyes and turning around sitting on the log hewn full of his work. He breathed deeply several times his tall muscular frame seeming to grow larger with each of the breaths. I love the woods... He said, now breathing threw his nose, and he was assailed with a thick sickly sweet, and musky smell. He giggled slightly passing it off as a wild fox having moved somewhere up wind. The smell of life. He said slowly opening his eyes looking at the ground before looking up and seeing- GAH! He fell forwards, his ass landing on the side of the log closer to wild woman in front of him. H-hello. he said softly. C-can I help you? He had known that anthros lived nearby, but had never met one in person, until now. His eyes scanned her over, her breasts hanging towards the forest floor, full and firm, orange and white fur covering every inch of her body, her face eyeing him with a stare akin to, well and animal in heat. He had always had a secret fetish for these creatures, but he never thought he would ever experience it, but at the moment it looked like he might, and his loins, against his protests, showed this anticipation, his hands instantly moving to cover that area of his anatomy. S-sorry. he said, blushing ever so deeply, noting a trail of shining droplets of, his best guess, her sex juices. Um...W-what do you want? He asked, staring at the stalking creature in front of him
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

Anvie watched him, seeing his muscle tense each tim ehe raisd his weapon and hacked at the wood.He was strong, young and full of life.He would do well when it came to serving her pleasure.Licking her lips and a bit of her teeth, she moved closer, but when he stopped, she stopped moving as well, and jumped when he saw her.Seeing him fall, she was concerned, but made no effort to move close.Instead, she kept her distance, keeping an eye and seeing how dangerous or safe he was. Ears perking, his voice was sweet, strong at the same time, but sweet none the less.Oh to hear him groaning and breathing hard as he fucked her hard like the animal that she was.Watching him, his eyes were focused on her, shifting as he gazed at her body. She looked like she was in a brawl with another animal, then again, when your fur was slightly sticking up and the fur between your legs was wet and a bit sticky, what else would one think. Suddenly, he moved his hands and Anvie took precaution, but when she sniffed the air, she smelled something oh so familiar.He was aroused and the musky, sexual scent he was giving off only added to the truth.She purred gently, moving slowly towards him.M-Mate...she answered him, her ears twitching.Her eyes moved to where his hands were and she could sense that was his arousal, hard and primed, ready to fuck anythin it touched.Mate.Mate with Anvie....She said to him, dropping on her knees and hands a few feet from him and crawled towards him, her breasts hanging down and jiggling gently.Please.Mate with Anvie.Please.She begged, moving herself between his legs, forcing them open.Stopping just as she almost pressed into him, she sat up and cupped herself, her finger gliding over her wet folds,feeling how soaked her fur was.Anvie wants to mate with human.Will human mate with Anvie?
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

He shivered as the she-animal moved closer, purring, the sound eliciting a slight, very stifled, shivering moan from him.Ah...He shivered as she answered him. M-mate? he asked nervously, knowing he heard her correctly. He had never thought such an event could ever happen. At least to him. Y-you...w-want to mate with me? He said shuddering, moving back against the log, his spine pressing against the wood that paled in hardness to him at full erection. I-I-I-I-I dont know. He said sheepishly, he had never been in this position before, a random women, anthro or otherwise, nearly forcing herself on him. His hands were now at his sides, blushing slightly as he smiled. He had been told that he was hung more then a bear anthro by several women who maybe spent a bit too long time in the woods, seeking out the creatures for that purpose. But he always assumed they had been over-complimenting him. I-I-I-I guess, he said softly, his hands now moving to his zipper, shakily lowering the entrance to his loins. I-I Will mate with the beautiful, Anvine. he said, his eyes shifting around her body, his member becoming fully engorged from her show of playing with herself. He slowly leaned forward, a hand gently cupping one of her breasts, barely touching the fur, wanting nothing more then to feel that fur against his body. Jordan will Mate with Anvine. He said softly, groping her breast to punctuate the sentence.
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

Anvie gave a husky yip, her body quaking in delight when he moved his hands and exposed his cock.It was bigger....bigger then most humans no doubt.Was he part anthro in some way.She watched him, her ear perking and righted herself, his hand taking hold of one of her furred breasts and she moaned.J-Jordan.That is the name of Anvies mate?jordan.She said his name with such huskyness. This was wrong..on so many levels, but she didn't care.Right now, all Anvie wanted to do was get a taste of this human.The smell of his human musk was driving her senses crazy.Moving back a bit, she got down to her hands and leaned down, her nose sniffing at his cock, inhaling deeply, getting his scent imprinted in her mind.She growl huskily and opened her mouth, her long tongue slipping out and glided smoothly along his cock, from base up.So..good...she growled, giving another lick, then another.Her tongue wrapped sensually around his dick, licking it all and eventually licked the tip of his penis. Her hands grabbed at his pants, trying to tug them off.Off.Jordan remove this.She said, tryin to claw at the fabric, wanting him fully exposed and naked.
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

He shivered as the fox-woman stared at his member, exposed to the world. Her utterance of his name causing him to shiver. This felt wrong, giving himself to a inhuman women, be he feared that she would remove him if he turned her down, and that danger only added to his arousal. THis was a strange situation Jordan was in, but if he had to choose, he would milk it for all it was worth. And hopefully be able to recount the tale later, he giggled softly at that unintended pun, tale. He shivered as Anvie recoiled as seemed to prepare to attack, he pulled his now free hand to protect his face, only to hear her sniffing his length with an almost obsessive look on her face as she inhaled the smell. The growl mad him jerk his legs moving wider apart in his pants, inadvertently giving his mate more access, his ball sack now visible to her. But the moment her long, rough tongue touched his length, he melted his body relaxing from the pleasure of having such an exotic creature caress him, she didnt stop, she was seeming to worship his cock with her magical tongue. S-s-so goood....for me too. He said shivering from the pleasure. The moment she commanded his pants be removed, his hands did as she ordered. He stood up, dropped the pants, stepped out of them, and then stayed there, standing at attention in more then one way. H-ho does Anvie wish to take her mate, a first ride perhaps? He suggested, O-or would Anvie like to continue tasting her mates cock? He smiled looking down at her.
Thread: Tis Forbidden in the Forest(Lustfull_SinxSingurd)

Anvie watched him rise to his feet, his hand working at the garment that contained him, until it was finally off him and kicked to the side.He was strong legged.Powerful and all male.His cock stood upright, big widthed and long, like a bear.Trembling, she barely heard what he said.Ride him, no, she wished to taste him still.Crawling to him, she gave a small little meowish groan.Anvie...wants to taste.She said, her soft furred hands gently placed on his thighs.She pressed her nose against his dangling balls, inhaling in his musky scent.She growled and opened her mouth, her long, pink tongue running over the wrinkly gathered skin. This was where his seed was and she aimed to get every drop he had to offer.Closing her eyes, she laved at his balls, worshipping the things, until she ran her tongue upward, feeling it pulse against her tongue.Mate smells so good.She cooed, one hand moving, her fingers wrapping around his hard cock and she jerked him a bit.To have this inside her would be amazing. Shuddering at the thought, she opened her mouth and wrapped her tongue over the mushroom shaped head, moaning at the taste of him.How would his seed taste, she wondered.So big.Jordan is like bear.She breathed, opening her mouth and took him between her lips, being careful not to scratch him with her small canine teeth.
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Thread: Lesson Plan {Google x Missingsin}

Sara was nervous, she had been trying to get the nerve to knock on her brother's door for the last hour. She knew Dominic was busy, being a senior and in their family, studies was paramount. She straightened her white cotton blouse and her blue plaid skirt, she was still in uniform being too edgy to really change and settle down. She had just received her second F for an Algebra quiz. If she fails again or gets any grade lower than B, she would definitely the class. She made sure her shoulder-length hair was neat and tidy as she knocked on the door. Hey, she called out as it opened after a knock or two. It wasn't shut tight. You got some time? she timidly asked as she peeked inside Dominic's room.
Thread: Of Desire

Anastaysia had been with Cirque de Fichu for as long as she could remember, and she had been protected by them for just as long. Where most came to the circus to see the freaks, the ugly divine and the unaccepted, they came to this particular cirque for all the same reasons but with one exception. The beautiful bird they held caged and yet unchained. Anastaysia was a woman of great appeal, she possessed an enchanting beauty that brought in the most unexpected of clientel. Gregori, the Ring Leader, did everything he possibly could to keep Anastaysia under his control. Many a men, in the dealing of bodies and women had tried to purchase her, and again and again he had traded off women of lesser beauty, belongings of lesser worth, or run them off entirely.. Though she was partially aware of the going ons involving her name, she tried to ignore them, she had faith in the people she called family, she had faith in the Cirque that was her home. That was until tonight. A man had come to their show repeatedly for the past 6 days. She had often over heard him speaking with the Ring Leader about purchasing her, it was a bit upsetting that someone could be so persistent, so uncaring of others that they wished only to please themselves. She could not be bought, that she was certain of.. or at least she had hoped. The show had been performed as scheduled, and after which she had retreated to her makeshift room. With a soft sigh she discarded the brilliant colored silks that clothed her and draped them over the arm of the couch. She slid into a simple silk slip, and seated herself at the vanity, coursing her fingers through long copper curls. A soft sigh escaping her once more as she looked at herself in the mirror. The days had seemed to drag on, this was their busiest time of year, but they had to keep pushing, they needed the funds to continue.. to survive. She shivered once, as if a sudden cold had entered the room, and without a second though she had reached for the brush only to be caught off guard by the sudden sensation of hands upon her neck. She froze. Her eyes staring at the mirror but seeing nothing, no one. She could feel him, hear him as he spoke. That name ringing in her ears. She'd heard it before, she'd heard it plenty but never thought it true. She'd been illusioned by the false reality she had been living. She had been poisoned by the belief that nothing could happen to her. She trembled. Her body trembled. Lip quivered and she stared at her scared reflection, her voice, despite the look upon her face, was soft.. sweet and not in the least bit scared. Why? She asked softly, concerned, confused at most. What had she done to deserve death? She rested her hands upon the vanity, the thought of doing something stupid crossed her mind, and though part of her believed she was dreaming, part of her also knew that this was indeed, no simple dream. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. There was nothing she could do to stop this. Nothing.
Thread: Of Desire

The hands upon her neck were indeed real. Real was their cool touch. Real was their pale skin. There was perhaps no reflection of them in the mirror, nor were there anything of him at all. But, perhaps that heightened the mood? Perhaps that made it even eerier. That was hers to decide, though. For him, watching her body and her face react to seemingly nothing in her reflection...it was alluring, in its dismal artistry. There was something about how his copper-haired goddess trembled that caused the darker-haired man to do so in turn, though for a very different reason. She was beautiful, here. So feminine. So fragile...he felt like he could snap the very neck he held, if he wished it. Part of Konstantin had hoped for a struggle of sorts, to bear witness to her dying throes he had wondered these past two nights if they would be as enchanting as her other performances. This...perhaps it did not disappoint him, but it did interest him in an unexpected way, seeing her not even put up a fight. Scared, yes, hence the tremble, but no writhing, no scratching... When she would try for a breath she would find herself unable, those powerful hands wrapped around her throat firm. It surprised him, yes, but in a sense, shouldn't all good art? You deserve to know, he replied after a time, blue eyes staring at the reflection of hers of green. It is because I cannot have you, Anastaysia. Therefor, you must die. It never let up, his grip. In time the skin would bear a terrible bruise. For now, he could see her terrified tremble shift in its energy. He could see a slight discoloration begin in her face. You are...exquisite, and in using that word I ask your forgiveness, for it does not do your beauty justice - however, I know no better one to use. Yours is a beauty I have not seen in a very long time, and I regret that I did not kill the last one when I should have... She was fantastic, you see, he smiled, very slightly, and only from the left edge of his lips, thinking back briefly. How long had it been now? Captivated, I sought her, but I could not have her. Artists strive to create such a masterpiece as her, you see...as you...yet in my desire for her, though I could not have her, I let her live so that I might observe her still. He let her go, then, suddenly, releasing her from his grip. But I then watched her decline, watched her fade from what I knew her as...as all of you do. A hand slipped into those long, copper curls. I watched her beauty leave her, and I watched her sully herself with her vices over the years...you, I will not make that mistake with. Gripping that hair with a fist, Konstantin stepped to the side and jerked her back, hard. He pulled her backward, the chair with her, sending Anastaysia falling hard onto the grass. You, I have sought, but have also been denied. The moment she was on the ground he was there with her, one hand still in her hair, the other back around her throat she'd been given a brief reprieve for breath, but now that was over. You, my darling...my lovely bird...if I am to truly appreciate you, I must end you while you are still nothing but wonderful to me.
Thread: Of Desire

Ana trembled, her lungs aching, screaming, begging for air as his hands gripped around her neck. Though she did not move, but for the trembling, she did not claw nor scratch, nor bite. What good would it do her? She could have struggled, only to suffer more than she was now, to be faced with more pain than she felt in her aching chest at this moment. He spoke, so tentively, so passionately about another woman, perhaps a hint of regret in his words, but a longing desire ever present. She oddly enough felt sorry for him. Though how far even that went she was uncertain, she let her eyes open and those frightened, yet still compassionate green eyes stared at the reflection in the mirror, all she could see was herself, and the ever darkening bruise that was forming about her throat. Moments later he released her throat, and she managed to gasp a deep breath, it hurt her to inhale... but her lungs expanded and she felt a great reprieve. That reprieve was quickly shattered and she found herself on the grass, a fist in her hair and her eyes met with those of possibly the most beautiful man she had ever seen. Lips parted as if she would speak only to be met with that grip of death once more. Her body shuddered and she began to ache again. Her lungs striving to hold on to what air she had managed to breath while the world around her began to grow hazey and his words no longer quite so clear. This time however she did reach, her hand lightly gripping at his wrist. He felt so cold, as if he was death... was that it? Was that why she could not see him in the mirror? He was death? Worried eyes watched him for a moment, before finally life eluded her, and the world went first to a dull, unfocused vision and then to nothing but black. The loud echo of her fading pulse pounded in her head, till at last there was nothing. No more ache for breath, no more pain, nor fear, nor worry. No more thought or sound. Silence, calm, sweet and embracing. The cold now more numb than piercing, and the body limp, still warm with fading life. She slumped against the grass with his hand in her hair and the other about her neck, her fingertips lightly grazing over his wrist as her grasp released and she no longer gripped him. The humming of the world now nothing and in silence she laid. A dead beauty, no longer aware of the world, nor what awaited her in this sudden, unexpected death. Anastaysia? A womans voice called from outside the room, Anastaysia, are you ready yet? The tone of frustration evident in the womans pitch as she waited outside the makeshift door, and just as her hand reached to draw back the silk curtains and peek in on the pampered princess, a deeper voice caught her attention and pulled her away from the shocking discovery she had just come so close to making.