Short Stories

    It was a strange night for Achaius. The dracopard taur had gone to sleep split in half like he often did. But he woke up early and found that he was just his lower half from the waist down. He was blind without his head, and helpless without his arms.
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"Mmm, yes. That's the spot."
The snow leopard and dragon hybrid lay on a mat in his sizable home. Not believing in clothes, his snow-like fur let the sun through, while his pudgy belly and toned muscles would give a wonderful texture to the massage. His sizabl
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