I’m curious FA? Are my stories “minor coded?” What about the art I commissioned? Most of them involve my character hooking up with other characters who are significantly older than him. You sure you don’t want to take my gallery down, even though they’re specified to be adults.

I’m mainly asking because I think it’s a little weird that these cowardly new admins are banning SFW artists who just draw their characters wearing diapers, but my raunchy incest stories are a-okay?

Sorry for this rambly journal, but this shit is really starting to bug me. Dragoneer, for all my criticisms of him, wouldn’t have wanted this, and it pisses me off that some babyfur artists are losing their pages, even though they don’t even draw their minor characters in adult situations! Get over yourselves and stop going after people because they’re into shit you aren’t into!

Long story short, I feel like it was feeding into an unhealthy cycle of procrastination and depression, so the best way to break that cycle is to just delete it. I'm still going to post stories and write, I'm just not going to hold myself to a set schedule when it comes to writing. I'm fine with treating it more as a hobby again, now that I have a full-time job that I've been at for 5 years, that I've been pretty happy at.

Not going to say if this is going to increase the pace that I write at or not, but I think this will help me avoid feeding into the procrastination cycle again, once I stop treating writing so much like "work." And the best way to do that for me is to remove the finances from the equation.

Thanks all of my watchers here on FA who continue to read my stuff regularly. If anyone ever wants to drop me a one-off tip, my Paypal address is BeatleNumber9@gmail.com, don't feel obligated to, just know that I appreciate it. <3

This is a my own furry take on the Spider-Man character that I started last year after watching Across the Spider-Verse, and at last I finally finished it. This story can for the most part be considered a self-contained pilot for a potential fan series I might do in the future. But for now I'm going to focus on some current project, now that this is finished.

Anyway, I tried to stay true to the character of Spider-Man, while making my own changes to the lore for this universe, such as Gwen Stacy not being a love interest for Pete, but his childhood best friend, turned step-sister, turned helpful field researcher. If the Spider-Verse movies have taught me anything, it's that the only limit to what you can do with the lore of Spider-Man is your own imagination.

Anyway, here's the first half of the story to give you a preview. This is definitely more character and dialogue focused than most of my stories, but there will be sex. Especially since my master  Garoh_Claw is playing The Kingpin. If you'd like to read that part now, it's up on Patreon right now, pledging just one dollar will instantly get you access. Enjoy the following preview.

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The Salacious Spider-Pup in: Enter the Kinkpin
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring Garoh as Urson Fisk/The Kingpin
Alright, let’s do this one last time, from the beginning. My name is Peter Barker, I’m 20-years-old, and for the last 4 years, I’ve been the one and only “Spider-Pup.” I’m a canine Anthro who was bitten by a radioactive spider. I saved the city, became the stepbrother to my childhood best friend, Gwen, saved the city again, I have an amazing suit, so-so grades, a pretty popular daily web-swinging livestream, and am a bit of an exhibitionist, but if you’ve got it, flaunt it!
Okay, everyone caught up? Good. This week I was investigating a big case involving one of the most powerful man in Zoo York City. For the past two weeks a string of disappearances of various subspecies of canines had occurred, and I just about had all the evidence I needed to link them to who I was certain was behind them.
A few days before, I captured a member of the group who were involved in the kidnappings and found their next target in an email on his phone. Gwen helped me figure out where the location would be and I arrived just in time to witness them shove a young adult rottweiler into a van and proceeded to tail them to an old, abandoned office building. I saved the canine and after looking into who owned the office building, found out it was property held by Fisk Industries.
Urson Fisk was one of the most powerful anthros in the city. He was the self-proclaimed “Billionaire Bear” with powerful connections throughout the city and a sexual appetite that was a bit of an open secret. He was widely known as “The Kingpin,” but I’d heard plenty of people working for him substitute the “g” in that name with a “k,” if you know what I mean.
I had Gwen do more digging, caught a few more of Fisk’s goons, who offered some but little information, until I was able to track down a former employee of Fisk’s who was given a suspiciously high “bonus” when he quit working for Fisk. I hoped I could convince him to tell me something while assuring it wouldn’t lead back to him. Gwen found out the guy was a high-level IT worker who managed to see a bit of data during his time there related to Fisk’s shady business dealings.
Turns out it was good I found him when I did, as he seemed to be loading a moving truck and moving himself out of his apartment. I caught him on the roof, taking a smoke break. He was a fox with a nervous twitch of his tail bushy orange tail. I observed him from afar, while I communicated to Gwen through the comms in my mask.
“I don’t know Gwen,” I commented. “I have a feeling this guy isn’t going to be too thrilled to see me just hop on top of his roof unannounced.”
“He look nervous?” She asked.
“Try terrified.”
“Well, he’s the only lead we have that might help uncovering the final evidence we need to really bust Fisk,” she pointed out. “Just try not to appear threatening?”
I let silence fill the call letting her question hang there,
“I’m an Anthro dressed in a terrifying mask, with the ability crawl on walls, and throw an average canine across a football field, exactly how am I supposed to accomplish that?” I asked.
“Oh, come on, your mask isn’t scary, it’s like a 6 out of 10 at best!”
“Everyone’s a critic,” I sighed playfully.
I began to stretch as I got ready to try and approach the guy.
“Just, try not to lose him?” She finished. “You’ve been doing this for a while now, you got this.”
“Kudos for being a team player, step-sis.”
“That’s why I’m here!” She said matter-of-factly.
“Alright, I’m going to try and talk to this guy before his smoke break is over,” I said as I prepared to swing over to his rooftop. “I’ll talk later.”
“Good luck.”
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Woah! Another story up so soon? Maybe I'm finally starting to get back into the swing of things!

This is another installment of "From Prince to Pup," from Rai's perspective again. I felt like Strannik hasn't been as prominent in the story as he should, so here's a chapter that focuses a lot of him.

Since King Garoh is still spending a lot of time "training" Ash, Prince Rai decides to go pay Ash's father a visit. Even though Strannik and Ash are the bears' new pets, Rai can't help but feel a little sad that the father and son have been kept from each other for so long. Let's see if he can give Strannik some companionship...

As I've slowly started to figure out where I might want to take this series, I've realized these chapters might end up not being meant to be read in the order I uploaded them. I can't seem to change the order they appear in the folder I have them in, so I'll just start including "Previous chapter" and "Next chapter" links in the descriptions to the next chapter that should take place chronologically.

As always, if you'd like to read the next chapter now, consider pledging to my Patreon. In the meantime, here's the preview:
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Mess with the Dire Wolf, You Get the Knot
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Rai, Stranník, Garoh, and Ash
I wandered the halls of my father’s castle. I was supposed to have a magic lesson today, but father played a little too rough with my teacher the night before. He literally couldn’t get out of bed to stand on his own two feet. I snickered a bit thinking of how he looked when I visited his chambers to ask why he was late, just laying face down, ass up on his bed with some ice resting on top of it.
As I approached my room my father rounded the corner, leash in paw, with our new pup, Ash at the end of it. The runt had been getting trained by my father for two weeks now, sometimes spending the whole night with my father in his chambers. I’d cum into other pups’ muzzles multiple nights listening to the runt’s moans of pain and pleasure as father raped and molested him repeatedly in his chambers.
“Morning, son!” He greeted.
“Hello, Prince Rai…” The pup spoke timidly.
Father lowered his paw and gently pet the top of his head.
“Heard I put your magic teacher out of commission for the day,” father said with a chuckle.
I giggled.
“Yeah, he’s definitely not going anywhere with that gape you left him with.”
“What can I say? He shouldn’t have said ‘harder daddy’ if he knew he couldn’t handle the morning after. Anyway, I’m still making sure our new pet here knows how to pleasure his king.”
“From the noises I’ve been hearing you make down the hall, it sounds like he’s doing a pretty fine job,” I said, petting the pup.
“The boy’s got an ass and mouth that was made to be fucked by royalty like us.”
“I was thinking I’d go pay his father a visit while you spend time with him.”
“Good idea, son!”
He ruffled my head fur.
“The old dire wolf should be healed up enough by now for you to sample that cock of his. Show him how the muzzle of a real prince feels.”
I grinned and proceeded to our dungeon and found Stranník’s cell. The older canine was sitting up on his cot, looking rather forlorn. I admired his physique, very strong looking arms and thighs, and those sexy blue neon stripes of his. The fur around his muzzle and neck had grown out a little since his capture, giving him the start of a nice beard that he hadn’t been sporting when he was first brought in. I’d have to ask him later if he’d like us to trim it for him or not because honestly, it made him look even sexier.
He looked up, finally noticing me. We stared at each other in silence until he finally spoke up.
“W-Where’s Ashes?” He asked. “Is my pup okay?”
I felt a twinge of sympathy seeing the real concern on his face. Father had been using his son a lot since they got there.
“I just saw him actually,” I said. “He looked a little tired, but he’s okay.”
He clenched his fists and went back to looking at the floor of his cell with a heavy sigh.
I took the keys and unlocked his cell, holding out my paw to him. He looked up questioningly.
“Come on, you’ve spent too much time cooped up in your cell.”
He cautiously took my paw and stood up, towering over me. He was probably about a third the size of my father, but still a pretty typical size for a dire wolf, which was much larger than normal wolves. I led him out of the dungeon and up the stairs.
“How are your injuries?” I asked.
“Still a bit sore, but I’ve healed well.”
“I would have used some magic to help you heal faster, but I’m not advanced enough in my teachings yet to try that.”
I led him down the hall, hearing some audible moaning coming from my father’s chambers as we passed, Stranník’s grip on my paw tightened.
“Heh, I was supposed to have a magic lesson today, but my magic teacher couldn’t make it today.”
I led him into my chambers.
“What happened to him?” He asked.
“Well… uh, he bit off a little more than he could chew, so to speak.”
The old dire wolf chuckled nervously. I think he got what I was implying. I sat him down on my bed and took a seat next to him, scooting close enough for my arm to touch his.
“I know it might not mean much,” I said, “but I’m sorry you haven’t seen your son as much now that my father’s taken such a liking to him.”
He looked down sadly.
“I wish the king would give my poor pup a break. The few times I’ve seen him he looks like he can barely stand.”
I hugged his arm gently.
“I’ll tell you what, I’ll ask my father later if he can at least include you in on his fun with him starting tomorrow. He should know it’s not right keeping a father and son from loving each other for so long.”
He gave me a warm smile.
“I’d appreciate that, Prince Rai.”
I placed my paw on his leg.
“That’s part of why I brought you to my chambers. I thought you could use some companionship. Just because you’re our pups now doesn’t mean I want to see you so down.”
I noticed the pink tip of his member start to emerge from his sheath, it seemed I was at least piquing his interest. He smiled a bit but shook his head.
“I’m not sure I’m in the mood for what you have in mind.”
“That emerging knot of yours says otherwise.”
I quickly slid off the bed and got on my knees, becoming eye level with it.
“I bet you’re real big,” I teased, gently slipping my fingers into his sheath. “Dire wolves always are…”
He gripped the edge of the bed nervously.
“I’m sure you’ll let your prince have a taste…” I said, hovering my muzzle over the tip. “Then again, you technically don’t have a choice in the matter, do you, my pet?”
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Full story will be coming next week. If you don't want to wait, $1 a month gets you access to my stories as soon as I finish them.

Been really crazy the past two months, but I finally wrote a new sexy story. Got inspired to write it as a gift for  Lukas_Artair. It's his birthday today, so go wish that cutie a happy birthday on his FA! It's also a new addition to my series "From Prince to Pup." This one is a little different and will kind of be the start of a new format I've decided to give the series, that being some will take place from Rai's perspective. Initially I was only doing it since this was a birthday gift for him, so it just made sense, but now I think it would be a nice play on the title of the series and it would make things a little more interesting.

Anyway, in this installment  Lukas_Artair is celebrating his birthday with his dad,  Garoh who decided to share his new pup, Ash with his son, so the two of them can spends some special father-son time together.

As usual here's a little preview of the story before I make it public next week. Consider pledging to me on Patreon. If not, check in with me sometime next Friday when I upload the full version!
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The Bear Prince’s Birthday
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Garoh and Rai (Happy Birthday!)

I truly was the luckiest bear in the world. I was the prince of a flourishing and ever-expanding kingdom. My dad was the sexiest bear in the land who showed his love for me in more ways than most did. And I had access to so many objects of pleasure, that being all the pups from the various kingdoms my father conquered.
My father of course liked making me feel even more special on my birthday. He’d always make an announcement throughout the kingdom, giving everyone excuses to hold celebrations in their prince’s honor. But I didn’t care so much about that, all I wanted each year was to spend more “bonding time” with my father, and maybe a pup or two thrown in the mix.
While the rest of our subjects were celebrating outside, I was laying in my father’s bed with him, relaxing against the soft mattress as he rubbed and fondled me. I looked up at my Kodiak father’s massive form looming over me before my eyes drifted down to the pup that had been laying on his belly, sucking him off since the day started.
The young coywolf had once been a prince, named Ash Cinder, before my father overthrew his and took him and his father as our new pets. Truth be told, I hadn’t spent too much time with the new boy due to my father keeping him to himself while he ensured he was trained. I hoped the pup being here with us on my birthday meant that my father was going to share him with me. Not only that, but I noticed that my father removed the pup’s chastity cage that morning.
My father stroked my hardening member in his massive paw while I watched the canine move his head up and down on his own. I smiled as I caught a glimpse of the pup’s knotted shaft between his legs. Even though the brown and grey coywolf was so skinny, he was just as well hung as his father. While my father had been spending so much time with Ash, I took it upon myself to do my own test run on his dire wolf father, former king Stranník. Boy, that old dire wolf’s knot felt amazing the first time I rode him, I could stay tied to him for hours.
“Having a good birthday, son?” Father asked me in his deep, sultry voice.
“It’s always great when I get to spend it in bed with you,” I replied with a giggle.
I looked up at him, admiring his sexy beard and chest fur. He was wearing that leather harness he knew I loved so much. He let out a satisfied moan before gently pushing his muzzle against mine. I closed my eyes and parted my lips to allow his tongue to slide in. He growled lustfully as he licked around the inside of my mouth, sliding his large paw up and down my smaller body at the same time. I moaned back and rubbed his belly while he kissed me passionately, reaching further and groping the pup’s ass, making him whine.
Father chuckled and broke the kiss before looking back at the pup. He reached down and gently pet the length of his body, running his paw down the back of his neck and ending at his ass. The pup trembled and whimpered at my father’s touch. It always turned me on to see how much effect my father had on our pets.
“I have been keeping this new pup to myself a lot, haven’t I?” He asked.
“You always told me growing up that ‘nice bears share,’” I replied with a giggle.
“Well, that starts today. Happy Birthday son, you and I are going to play with this runt until our cocks are totally spent.”
I smiled big and giggled when I heard the pup whimper with anticipation.
“Earlier this month, I learned that his birthday is 7 days before yours, so I held off on orgasming and made sure no loads were pumped into him all week. I want you to have all the room to have all the fun you want to have today.”
“What should we do with him first?” I asked.
“It’s your birthday, cub,” he answered, “what do you want to do?”
I began to ponder, there were obviously so many things I wanted to do that we’d be able to throughout the evening. But what did I want to do with him right then? I grinned as I decided what I wanted to do first.
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And that's all for the preview. The full version is pretty hot, if I do say so myself. Anyway, happy birthday Rai! Hope you have as sexy a day as I gave you in the story.

I didn't want to make this journal after  FluffyShutterbug and I finally split from each other. I wanted to just move on with my life and pretend the last three years were just a bad dream. But since I've been made aware that Jamie is going around telling people a side of the story that paints me as an uncaring partner who abandoned them when they needed help, I feel I need to set the record straight.

I've explained a lot of what I experienced since 2020 in several previous journals so, I'm just going to focus on my relationship with Jamie. I want to start off by saying, my marriage to Jamie wasn't all bad. We had a lot of good times that I still like looking back on, and even though I'm going to mention Jamie's boyfriend occasionally, I have no beef with him, and as far as I know he doesn't have one with me either. This is about Jamie's framing of events near the end of our time together and leaving out context.

So, I mentioned in the past that Jamie got a job with Six Flags in 2021, and got their boyfriend a job with them in 2022 before they were both laid off in August of 2022. Months beforehand I told Jamie that they should really start looking for a new job with better hours and pay. They'd only worked at Six Flags to get job experience they were lacking, and due to the wage and hours, I was covering most of our expenses. They didn't listen to me, and then they were back at square one where it might as well have been they never even had a job for a year in the first place!

So, once they both got laid off, I became the sole provider of income in a household of three. I saw plenty of evidence that Jamie's boyfriend was applying to open positions he thought he might be qualified for, but I never could tell if Jamie was or not, they never updated me. I mentioned in other journals that I was having to do food deliveries like Favor and Doordash to make sure we had enough for the rent. The rent we were paying was around $1500 a month, which is basically the equivalent of an entire, biweekly paycheck of mine. Jamie and their boyfriend would help me sometimes, which I appreciated, but ultimately it was still me bringing in all the money.

Jamie and their boyfriend's relationship was very dysfunctional, they'd argue all the time, and half the time I had no idea what it was about. I had plenty of friends who confessed that they could tell there was something wrong in my relationship, even if I wasn't telling them, and it was ultimately that, that finally got me to sit Jamie down and we both agreed that it would be best to get a divorce.

Even though I already had so much on my plate, I was the one expected to make sure all of the divorce paperwork was completed and on time. The only thing Jamie did was sign where I needed them to sign, but all the while they had all the free time in the world due to being unemployed, they'd constantly pester me on the status of the divorce. This was basically my life with Jamie, if something important needed to be done, I was the one expected to do it, even if it was something Jamie had the capacity to complete on their own.

During all this, I tried my best to maintain some semblance of a social life and tried to fulfill my need for intimacy with different romantic partners that helped support me in such a difficult period in my life. But I was still under so much stress, I entered the worst depressive episode I’ve had so far. I literally couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed for about a week to do anything except my full time job at home. I literally didn’t even shower for four whole days in a row because I just didn’t see the point in anything. I was carrying everything on my shoulders and just wanted it all to end.

Eventually I finalized the divorce and it was approved about a month before our lease was set to expire and we were going to move out. But being officially divorced didn't stop Jamie from expecting me to bail them out of every situation they were in. They asked me if I could help them move their stuff to another part of Texas, which would have included me paying for a U-Haul for them, and then driving said U-Haul to their move in spot and then back to San Antonio. I would have had to drive it because neither Jamie or their boyfriend had their licenses. Their boyfriend at least had the reasonable excuse of being nearly blind in one eye, but I remember the three of us talking about them at least trying to go through the process of getting licenses back in January of this year, but of course, Jamie never followed through with that, even when I made it clear that I was willing to pay for them to take the test, and let them practice with my car while I'm in it.

I told them that I'd try to save up the money to help with that, but due to expenses I don't have a lot of wiggle room to save and I had to also get ready to move my own stuff as well. I also advised them not to put all their hope on me and to have backup plans just in case I couldn't follow through. But I guess Jamie took this as me saying "yes, absolutely," because they never made any backup plans.
 
Anyway, because life could never stop throwing curveballs of fire at me, I was visiting my master in July and ended up driving back to San Antonio late at night. Let me take the time to give you some advice; if you ever feel like you're starting to doze off at the wheel, just pull over to the first parking lot you see and take a nap. I wish I had taken that advice, but I basically closed my eyes a few seconds too long, lost control of my vehicle, and slammed head-on into the median. Thankfully it wasn't as bad as it could have been, I walked away with just a black eye and a very minor but painful injury to my foot, but my car was totaled and I knew I wouldn't be able to get it fixed. I was stuck without a car to do deliveries with, or to help me move.

Of course, Jamie found out when I got home in the morning that my car was gone and I'd injured my foot, but that didn't stop them from asking "so, are you still going to be able to help us move?" I was absolutely stunned that they could still think that was possible after what I just explained to them. I stopped being nice and just told them "Jamie, my car is gone, I'm nursing an injured foot, I still have to pay our last month's rent, and I have to figure out how I'm going to move my stuff now too. I told you to make a backup plan in case something like this happened, hell, we talked about you getting your license in January, whatever happened with that?"

Their answer was "we didn't have the money to take the test," to which I told them I would have much rather you came to me at the start of the year asking for 20-40 bucks for a drivers test than $1000+ for a moving truck! And this is what's making me make this thread, because I've been hearing Jamie has been telling the story as "Ash didn't want to help us move!" I even spelled it out for them after my car accident "It's not that I don't want to help you, if I could, I would move you to where you need to be in a heart beat, but I have no means or money to do so! I can't help you if I'm not able to." But they still want to act like I was just being vindictive and refusing to help them because "they weren't my problem."

You know what’s crazy, I just remembered that months before my accident, during a point where I was expressing my frustration to Jamie about all the stress I was under. I basically predicted my own accident and told them “Am I just expected to continue working my day job, work my delivery job, without taking any time to rest, working myself to exhaustion until I finally fall asleep at the wheel one night and end up dead on the side of the road somewhere? What will you do then? Have you ever considered that very possible turn of events?” I guess they really never learn, even after it’s too late.

They eventually did find a friend who was willing to use their van to help move their stuff, so it's not like I left them in an empty apartment to get evicted. But Jamie doesn't want to take responsibility for their own life and admit the truth that they could have done more. I acknowledge that they're on the autism spectrum, but that's no excuse to continually rely on other people to take on extra responsibilities to support both them and you. When I married them I wanted a partner, but instead it felt more like I became the parent of a terminally online child who couldn't do anything for themselves.

I made so many sacrifices to try and make our marriage work, because I cared for Jamie that much. I cooked, I paid for internet and utilities, I put Jamie on my health insurance, I took care of our cat, I tried to put money aside for us to have fun every now and then, I put myself in $13,000 worth of credit card debt to take care of every emergency life threw at us that needed to be paid for! I gave, and gave, and gave, and gave… and I almost never got anything back from it.

And after learning the way Jamie has been framing the story, I guess I was just expected to keep giving, and taking on new responsibilities to support us like I had goddamn superpowers! It’s like that old Goldfinger song:

So here I am, doing everything I can
Holding on to what I am,
Pretending I’m a Superman
I’m trying to sleep
I lost count of sheep
My mind is racing faster every minute
But could I do more?
Yeah, I’m really not sure
I know I’m running circles but I can’t quit
And I’m so confused about what to do
Sometimes I wanna throw it all away

Around the time I decided to pursue divorce I learned two lessons in life that I wish Jamie had learned as well:
1. Don't sacrifice your own happiness for someone else's, especially when it's not working. It's not fair to yourself or the other person, you should be feeding into each other's happiness, not as a one-way street.
2. Sometimes, when you're at your lowest point, sometimes you only have yourself to rely on to get yourself out of it.

Thanks for taking the time to read my side of the story. Please don't go after Jamie, or message them about this. I just wanted to get my side of things out there to give context to Jamie's very selective and summarized version of events. It especially makes me mad that they seem to be l leaving out the fact that by the time moving day began to approach, I no longer had a car, and had basically been living paycheck to paycheck.

My aunt passed away and my cousin is raising money for her funeral. Please consider donating as she’s over halfway to her goal or share the link around. https://gofund.me/2a634392

It finally happened. Someone invited me to Blue Sky so now I'm finally done with Twitter. My twitters will remain up just for archive purposes, but if you guys wanna keep up with me on another social media follow me on blue sky if you've got a profile on there! https://bsky.app/profile/beatlenumber9.bsky.social

This new one is interesting. I've written a pseudo fanfic based in the universe of the 1979 film and Rockstar video game adaptation of The Warriors. If you haven't experienced either, go check them out. The movie is available on and off on several streaming services, and the game was originally released on PS2, but has since been ported to PS4.

Anyway, the story is set in a fictional version of 1970s New York City, controlled by several different fictional gangs that make up the city. Ash wants to join up with his friend Rai's gang, The Pack. Rai finally offers to bring him into the group, but he'll have to pass the initiation first. Let's see if Ash has what it takes to join up with them.

As usual this is a preview, and the full story is currently available to patrons on my Patreon. If you'd like to read it now, consider pledging today. If not, I'll be making it public next week.

Joining the Pack
By Ash Cinder
Featuring Garoh and Rai

Just as Rai said, he arrived at my apartment right at the stroke of midnight and I followed him to wherever he was leading me, both excited and nervous at what I might have to do. I wondered if I’d need to run through a rival gang’s territory wearing the Pack’s colors [A gang’s signature clothing, with their identifying colors]? Steal the shirt off the back of some rival soldier [Verb; to go out on the streets to do shit for the gang. Noun; General term for a gang member]? Or something even more hardcore, like killing one of them? I took a deep breath as I tried to prepare myself for whatever might be in store.
“So,” I asked as we walked down the dark street, “I can’t know what the induction is going to be until we get there?”
“Nope,” Rai replied, “all I can tell you is that all new members have to do it, even I did when dad brought me in.”
As we rounded a corner I caught wind of someone’s scent nearby, someone I didn’t recognize. I looked out of the corner of my eye, and noticed the only other person nearby besides us out this late, walking a little ways behind us. I hoped it was just some guy, but the paranoid part of me told me to keep an eye on him as best I could.
“Will I get my own mask and everything?” I asked as we approached another corner.
“If you can get through the initiation,” Rai said with a chuckle.
“Do any skills someone has help their odds of getting in?” I asked.
“I mean, if I’m recruiting you I’m basically sure you’ll get approved, you just gotta pass the initiation. But we always need some new writers [Gang member who specializes in tagging]. How are you at that? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you bomb [To tag an area with spray paint] any burners [A gang’s tagged insignia on a surface] before.”
We rounded another corner and I continued to pick up the guy’s scent behind me. It was stronger than before so I assumed that meant he was getting closer. He was definitely another canine like me, but I couldn't tell what kind.
“Uh, Rai,” I said nervously.
“What is it?”
“I don’t want to freak you out or anything, but I think someone might be trying to tail us to the meeting…” I did my best to keep my voice low.
Rai was about to try and turn his head to sneak a glance at the guy behind us before I stopped him.
“No, keep looking forward, don’t let him know we’ve noticed.”
“Right,” he agreed, “I’ll lead us around the neighborhood and try and find one of our pup groups patrolling. I wonder which gang it is that’s tailing us?”
“Let’s see if I can try and figure that out.”
I raised my left arm, pretending to check my watch, only to flip the clock over to reveal a reflective side on the back of it. A little something my dad gave me so I could always watch my back when no one else was around to do it. I did my best to angle it to where I could see the figure behind us without looking obvious to what I was doing.
I held my watch steady and kept the figure in view. As he passed under a streetlamp, I got a glimpse of the unmistakable black and yellow striped shirt that signaled what his affiliation was.
“I think it’s one of the Jones Steet Boys,” I said to Rai.
“Okay, here’s what we’ll do, we’ll keep leading him around, into an area where one of our patrols are soldiering, then I’ll give them the signal,” Rai explained.
“Okay…”
I reached into the inner pocket of my vest and confirmed my mini-bat was still there. At least I had that in case things got hot.
“What do you think he wants?” I asked. “Do you think… he’s trying to waste you?”
“That’d be pretty ballsy, he probably just wants to try and follow us to the hideout,” the bear explained. “We’ve done a good job keeping it secret and every now and then some sucker tries to see if he can find it.”
“Jeez, I guess this is going to complicate my initiation,” I pouted slightly.
“Don’t worry, Ash, it’s just a small delay, this toy(8) ain’t gonna wreck our entire night.”
As we rounded another corner, my ears perked up as I suddenly heard the rapid sound of footsteps closing in behind us...

That's all for now. Hopefully this'll be the start of me uploading more regularly again. If you want to read the full story now consider pledging today.

Okay, so I'm done living on my own for a while. I've moved back in with my parents and will probably be staying with them for at least a year before I even start thinking about moving out again. These past three years have been hell, and the last few weeks of living in my previous apartment were hopefully the last shitty chapters of this three year long tragedy before the recovery I hope to go through while living with my folks again.

As I said in my previous journal, I wrecked my car and had to go through the unnecessarily complicated process of selling it to a scrap yard. I won't go into too much detail, but basically, it took way too long to get rid of my totaled car, because the impound lot, owned by the city did not make it easy to figure out the process I had to go through, and so my car racked up more impound fees than it needed to.

Moving out was difficult and emotional. As I packed up everything, I couldn't help but feel pretty defeated. I'd moved out at the end of 2020 hoping to find some independence with my partner at the time, and ended it three years later, exactly in the same place I started, except I now have a massive amount of credit card debt from having to use it for emergency after emergency the last three years.

But, hopefully now that I'm back with my folks, I'll have a little less expenses and can work to paying off my debts and get back on my feet again. I'm already starting to write again and will be releasing a new finished draft on my Patreon shortly. BTW for all who have continued to support me on Patreon, even when I've been too preoccupied with the bullshit that life was throwing at me to create anything.

Thanks for everyone who has continued to watch me and favorite my old content. I appreciate all of you, and I hope I can start posting more frequently again.

So, I’m almost ready to move again in less than two weeks. Decided to celebrate by visiting friends for the weekend and ended it with totaling my car on the way home.

I might have broken my right foot but otherwise I’m physically okay. I’m just really kicking myself over it because I basically closed my eyes a little too long at the wrong place on the highway and lost control before hitting the median head on.

I’m really stressed out not having a car anymore but hopefully I can hold out until I move soon.

This journal is definitely more on the serious side. I know I’ve addressed this on twitter but not sure I have on here; someone is using my furry alias on the dark web on several illegal sites and impersonating me.

I’ve gotten several messages over the past year and a half both from people informing me of this, and threatening to turn whatever information they have to authorities to try and get me in trouble.

This whole situation is stressing me out and I have no idea how to make it stop because they’re not using my actual identity or my identifying information such as my social security number. But they’re using enough information available from my presence in the fandom to appear as if they’re me.

If there’s anyone reading this who may have had similar experiences with this or know someone who has, please comment. One of the sites they’ve made a profile on under my name is called “Amorzinho” and from what I’ve been able to find out without actually going on the dark web myself is it’s a relatively notorious CP sharing website.

I’d do anything to make this stop…

Hey everyone. So, if you read my journal back in January you'll know that I've been having a pretty rough time lately. That's why I haven't uploaded a story in however long it's been. Well, I'm writing this to let you know that I might have finally reached the turning point I've been praying for, for a long time now.

A month ago, I applied to a new position at the company I work at, after my supervisor told me about it. I was interviewed a few days later and then forgot about it for about three weeks, until I received a phone call from one of the people who interviewed me offering me the job. Why is this a turning point? Not just because I'm finally moving up at the company I work at, but also because this new promotion comes with a very significant pay raise. I won't give specific numbers, but let's just say it's enough to where I'll probably be able to stop doing food deliveries after I get my first paycheck from it next month. I might also only have to stay with my parents for only a year before looking for another place to live on my own, after the lease on my current apartment expires. This salary is going to give me enough to pay rent and still have enough to eat, and maybe even buy something I want every now and then!

I'm really excited to start this position in a week and a half, and maybe after a month you'll slowly see me making content again. Hopefully this financial nightmare I've been in for what feels like a year now is finally on the way to being over. I'll keep you guys updated as more develops. Thanks for continuing to stick around. <3

This update has been long overdue for reasons that will probably be obvious as you read it. I'll start off by announcing the sad news that  FluffyShutterbug and I are seeking divorce after 2 years of marriage. This was a hard thing to confront, and was not the result of anything either of us did to hurt the other, but the result of our spark dying out and not showing any signs of coming back. I feel like the best description for our situation is the often overlooked lyrics from the OutKast song Hey Ya.

If what they say is: "Nothing is forever."
Then what makes, then what makes, then what makes, then what makes
Love the exception?
So why, oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why, oh
Are we so in denial, when we know we're not happy here?

It's still sad, but I'm glad we were able to mutually come to terms with this, and that we'll still be able to be amicable once this is over. But this wasn't the only reason for our relationship ending, the other reason has been the fact that the entire time we've been married has probably been the hardest 2 and a half years of our lives.

You ever have a day where you start with something shitty happening to you, like your car won't start in the morning, and you think "Well, at least that's over with, I'm sure this'll be the worst thing that happens today," and then a worse thing happens, and then a worse thing happens, and then another worse thing happens, until by the time you end the day you're in the hospital with two broken legs and multiple organs failing? Well, imagine almost 3 years of that.

Let me start from the beginning. This journal is probably going to end up being pretty long and rambly, but this update is needed, and I need to vent. So, starting in 2020 Jamie and I decided to move them to San Antonio to live together. Their mental health was on the decline and we thought being able to live together would help improve it. If I could go back in time and change one thing about our lives, it would be to go back to this moment and talk us both out of this decision.

At the time, a friend of mine was looking for roommates for the current apartment he was living in, and the price seemed to be a decent one to split between three people, especially for a first apartment. I probably should have suspected this place wouldn't be right for us when they didn't respond to our application, even after we sent it 2 months before we were wanting to move in, but by that point we'd already been planning to fly Jamie to San Antonio for months by then, and my friend that was already living in that apartment couldn't pay rent by himself. So we moved Jamie here and they started staying at the apartment while we worked on getting approved for the lease. The leasing office proved themselves to essentially not give a shit about their reputation, as they kept prolonging the process of reviewing our application, even after we gave them some of the required documents in person.

Even when I explained to them that I was parking on their property regularly, and needed a sticker so I wouldn't get towed, they expected me to come to the office every two days for a temporary parking tag, while they dragged their feet on reviewing our application, which by that point was 4 months old! Of course, what we told them would end up happening happened, my car was towed in October, without any warning to move the vehicle given! After getting my car out of the towing lot, which I had to pay for, the leasing office gave me the sticker, all the while still not officially putting us on the lease, while we were paying a share of the rent.

We got married in November of 2020 in a pretty informal ceremony. We just went to court and got a judge to perform the process. We acknowledge now that we probably should have waited longer to see what living together would be like, but at that time, the spark in our relationship was still there, and I wanted to get them on my job's health insurance so they could start getting the health coverage they needed.

To cap off that shitty year, we got COVID in December of 2020. We were finally officially added to the lease in January of 2021. This apartment complex was so horribly run, everyone working there should have been arrested. We had dozens of work orders that went unanswered, mainly for multiple leaks in our roof, one of which was over an electrical outlet! All the while the people at the leasing office sat on their asses, happily collecting money from us while we were living in absolutely unacceptable conditions for what we were paying! Let me get a little political here, I didn't like landlords before moving out of my parents', but the past three years has significantly changed my perspective on them; Landlords are the lowest form of infectious human waste on the face of the earth. They're fucking parasites on society who exploit people's need for shelter in order to make an easy buck and are too lazy to get a real job. As far as I'm concerned landlords should be banned out of existence, or at the very least heavily regulated a lot more than they currently are. Yes, that includes those "poor old lady's renting out part of their property to make extra money." Sorry, not sorry.

Anyway, Jamie struggled for a while to get a job, but eventually got hired by Six Flags Fiesta Texas, which seemed to be a good starting position for them for a while. At the same time, our lease for the current hellhole we were living in was ending soon and we were obviously looking for a different place to live. We originally were looking to live with the same friend of mine as a roommate, until we found out that one of our residence applications was denied, stating that we had unpaid rent on our current place. Come to find out, they were right, and our roommate seemingly hadn't been paying all of the rent each month, including with our shares.

Obviously we were pretty angry with him, and he to this day refused to say what exactly he did with the money. But, we needed money fast so I decided to try out delivering food with DoorDash, wouldn't you know it, that would be what led to me getting my first speeding ticket. I'd been driving my own car since 2018, so I sort of expected to get maybe a warning for my first traffic violation, or at worst, a fine to pay by a certain date. But not from the mega bitch cop that pulled me over that night. Even after I gave her a quick explanation that things had been hard recently and I'd been speeding because I needed to earn money on a time crunch, all this bitch saw was an opportunity to ruin a working guy's night and piss on him while he's down. This pig gave me a FUCKING COURT DATE! Not a fine, a court date! For my first traffic violation! So, because I wasn't about to take time out of my day job to show up to court to dispute a fucking traffic ticket, I had to spent more money hiring a traffic attorney to dispute it for me. Thankfully it didn't cost too much, and they were able to at least get them to keep the ticket off my record as long as I went 30 days without another incident, which I did.

Going back to the situation with our roommate, he was thankfully able to get the debt paid off a month before the lease expired. We didn't ask him how he got the money, and we just wanted to get an apartment so we could go our separate ways. We were thankfully able to get a decent place, closer to where I used to live. The time between 2021-2022 living in this place was probably the happiest we were together. This complex actually gave a shit about work orders, it was a much more pleasant space. Unfortunately, due to Jamie's job being part-time, and paying a pretty basic wage, we were just barely able to afford to pay the bills between the two of us, and at one point, Jamie needed a health procedure done that I had to pay for. Thankfully it was mostly covered by insurance, but due to America's fucked up health care system, the co-pay was still ridiculous.

But even with those hard times, we were still pretty happy for a while. Until Jamie entered a relationship with someone who I plan to make a detailed post about in the future. I'll be brief, Jamie and I were in an open relationship, even after marriage. At the time, they had two boyfriends, including the person I'm about to talk about. I also had two people in my life I was romantically involved with. This person (Let's call him Larry) Jamie began dating was someone they met through me, and whom I trusted. But once they started talking more in private, Jamie's behavior when we were together slowly got more and more distant. I wasn't sure why, until I started talking more with Jamie's other boyfriend, Nashoba. Apparently, Larry had also been talking in private with him, and had been filling Jamie's head with doubts about how much I cared about them, and misrepresenting the reality of my situation. We'd been planning to move into a bigger apartment with the four of us, until we found out that Larry had also been lying about his finances, and it turned out he didn't have enough to move in with us.

Because of this, now ex-boyfriend of Jamie's, we had to change our search last minute, and settle for the current apartment we're living in now. It's not terrible, but it's not exactly worth the monthly rent. But let me go back a bit. When we moved Nashoba to San Antonio with us, Jamie was able to get him a job at Six Flags. That worked out for about a week until a coworker of theirs started exhibiting some very unsettling behavior towards them, and especially Jamie, to the point where they both reported this coworker for sexual harassment, as well as transphobic comments, which made Jamie feel unsafe due to the fact that they're non-binary. Six Flags originally seemed like they were going to take it seriously, but ultimately labeled their case as "he-said-she-said" and did nothing about this coworker. That's when everything went from bad to worse. Jamie and Nashoba's jobs at Six Flags were coincidentally made even harder after they reported this coworker, who I should also add was friends with several higher-ups at the park.

Jamie was repeatedly put in areas of the park that they'd already made clear in the year they'd been employed there, that they weren't comfortable in due to being on the autism spectrum, and Nashoba slowly had his hours reduced until he was removed from the schedule altogether, without any notice of termination given, so he couldn't even try to file for unemployment! To make this even harder, this happened at the time we were moving into our current apartment. A few weeks later, Jamie was essentially laid off for missing a message that management needed to talk to them about something they did wrong. They just showed up for work the next day and suddenly their badge didn't work anymore. And with that, I was made the sole provider of income in an apartment of 3 people, having to work food deliveries with Favor, which has thankfully been more lucrative than DoorDash, but it's been so hard. We all moved in together because we thought it would make things easier financially, but thanks to Shit Flags screwing us over, it's done the exact opposite. Oh and also, that former coworker that they reported is now stalking us all online. I literally found out he was following me on FA a month ago and promptly blocked him.

I just want to state just how much I hate Six Flags now as a company. The new CEO is a piece of human trash who is currently running the parks into the ground, and I hope he bankrupts them all. If it wasn't for their retaliation against Jamie and Nashoba for reporting a coworker for creating a hostile work environment, our situation would be more manageable. Sure the two of them would still be earning a part time wage, but it would be better than them having no income at all.

So that pretty much catches us up with right now. At the beginning of November, the three of us finally decided to talk about brought up that neither of us are happy in this relationship, and if we keep going like this, we're going to end up in absolute financial ruin. So we decided it's best to split up once this current lease ends, hoping they can get hired somewhere soon in the meantime, unfortunately they've still not been given a chance by any of the entry level positions they applied to.

Hopefully we can survive until the end of the lease, but it's increasingly looking like we might have to break the terms of the lease and end it early, with Jamie and Nashoba going back to Jamie's family in Massachusetts, and me going back to live with my parents, who've been very supportive during this difficult time.

So, yeah, that's been my life the past two-and-a-half years. I just want you guys to know that I'll probably be slowing down even more on my story output than I already had, due to trying to make sure we have enough money for everything while they keep looking for work. Sorry if this journal is kind of incoherent at times, but this is an update/vent I really needed to make, and thank you if you read through all of it. I'm going to keep my Patreon up even though I'll definitely be posting even less frequently than I already did, just because our financial situation is so dire right now, even a little extra income is something, so if you're a patron and want to cancel for the time being, I'll understand, but just understand why I'm still keeping it up.

Hey there, do you sometimes worry you might accidentally commission an artist who does cub p*rn on the side? Would you like a good way of background checking artists before commissioning them? I've been working on a project to do just that since 2020, and decided to post about it here on FA.

My Furry Artist Blacklist project started out as a Google document that I originally shared on Twitter, it got a fair amount of attention when I first shared it, and since then I've decided to remake the list as a Telegram channel that I'm in the process of transferring the information from the document to the channel.

How does the tool work? Just type the username of any artist you'd like to background check into the search bar on Telegram. If the artist doesn't come up on the list, they're likely safe to ethically commission and support. If they do show up, then unfortunately there's evidence I've found that they currently make cub p*rn on the side.

There's more information on the channel about what qualifications I consider when including a creator on the list. If this list sounds like something you'd like to use in the future, here's the link to subscribe to the channel to stay updated.

Hope you guys were ready for another installment in the King Garoh series, cause that's what I worked on! This one has a special guest,  Krosbar. I'd seen him a few times in some of  Garoh's king art, and I was wanting to start including some of the other people from that universe I'd seen around FA. In this story his character is one of King Garoh's most strong and loyal warriors, and because of his dedication to his king, Garoh decides to reward him by letting him breed his newest pup, all while King Garoh uses Ash as a footstool. Let's see if Ash has the endurance to hold himself up with the weight of two bears on top of him.

If you guys want to read it right now, consider becoming a patron. If not, enjoy this little preview and mark your calendars for when it goes public in a week!

Of Pups and Bears
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Garoh, Strannik, and Kosbar
I laid there in my cell in King Garoh’s dungeon, bidding my time until he wanted to use me again. While laying on my cot I thought back to my previous life, as a prince in my father’s kingdom.
I’d had everything; a massive castle I could explore to my heart’s content, a whole kingdom I looked forward to managing one day, and most importantly, freedom. It’s easy to take all of that for granted when it seems like there’s no threat of it ending one day.
If I were told I would be forced to trade in that life for a new one, I would never have guessed this life would have been it. Serving a ruthless ursine king, his son, and his royal guard. I’d done a lot of things in the short time I’d been living as one of King Garoh’s pets, and had even more things done to me.
The sound of the dungeon door opening snapped me back to reality and I turned to face whoever came to get me. It was another bear, larger than Prince Rai, but smaller than the king. He had predominantly dark blue fur, with maroon head and chest fur. I’d seen him frequently on guard duty in the dungeon, but I’d never caught his name.
“Let’s go, pup,” the ursine commanded.
I stood up without question, knowing the warrior bear wouldn’t hesitate to use force if I refused. Once I was in front of him, he attached a leash to my collar, as all of the king’s pets were forced to have on whenever they were checked out of their cells.
The bear led me down the hall and up the stairs.
“The king sure has been getting a lot of use out of you,” the ursine remarked. “Didn’t you used to be a prince? Usually, those of former royalty take more time and discipline,”
He playfully yanked my leash, making me gag a bit.
“before they serve their new master unquestioningly.”
I felt my stomach well up, wondering if I should speak.
“H-He’s just so… dominant,” I admitted.
“His majesty can turn anyone into his obedient pet,” he replied. “You didn’t even try to escape when those four pups tried to break out this week.”
The blue and maroon ursine led me into the throne room where the king was sitting, clearly expecting us. The prince’s throne next to him was empty, as Prince Rai was typically being trained in his use of magic at that time.
I looked up at the king on his throne. He pointed down at me once I was in front of him.
“There’s my footstool pup,” he greeted, raising both of his legs. “Assume the position.”
I quickly crawled underneath his legs on all fours and allowed him to rest them on my back. It had taken some time during my first few weeks as one of the king’s pets to be able to bear the weight of his massive, muscular legs, but I could now hold them up for over an hour without giving out.
The king placed one of his foot paws at the top of my head and petted me with it.
“Good boy,” he sighed happily before turning his attention to the ursine warrior who’d brought me to him. “Now, Krosbar, you’ve once again served your king exceptionally. Without your intervention, those pups would have successfully escaped for sure.”
“It’s an honor, my king,” Krosbar replied, bowing to him.
“Now those disobedient pets of mine are being dealt with as we speak.”
The king looked back down at me and leaned forward.
“You’d never try and run away from me, would you pup?”
“O-Of course not, master,” I answered nervously.
“Because you’re loyal.”
He reached down and scratched behind my ears.
“You’re my good boy!”
“I love my king,” I groveled. “It’s my privilege to serve you.”
“That’s right.”
King Garoh then turned his attention back to Krosbar.
“Anyway, as a reward, you may ask for whatever pleasure you desire, and your king will grant it.”
“Any pleasure?”
“Whatever you desire.”
There was a moment of silence as the blue and red bear thought about his request all the while eyeing me up, making me nervous.
“If it would be allowed, my king,” Krosbar began, “I’ve been wanting to try filling your new pup’s tailhole ever since we brought him to you.”
I could feel my member go erect under me.
The king pondered the request.
“Well, as I said I’d grant your request, I’ll allow it, but your king’s already gotten comfortable with his pup in this position.”
The bear king crossed his legs as he relaxed them on top of my back.
“Think this pup can stay like this while you breed his ass?” King Garoh asked with a chuckle.
Krosbar was already removing his pants and positioning himself behind me.
“I think this’ll be a great way to test the pup’s endurance,” Krosbar added.

That's all until next week. If you want to read the rest, check out my Patreon.

So, I woke up to find out that in a month, Patreon is going to start requiring ID verification for all NSFW content creators, but not for subscribers of that content. I really don't feel comfortable with this and it's making me seriously consider migrating to SubscribeStar to monetize my content from now on.

I'm already in the process of creating a profile on there, and I'll be sure to share it here when I make a decision, but this really pisses me off at Patreon. They already do enough harm to NSFW content creators by hiding their profiles from being searched, but now they're essentially going to make a database of our personal information that if hackers got their hands on would use it to incite harassment against us? It's bullshit!

So for anyone on here who might pledge to me on Patreon, keep an eye out in the coming weeks, because if you want to continue to support me, you might have to switch over as well.

Looks like I just finished a story before the month's end again! This one is a continuation of the one I posted back in June where Ash is captured by King Garoh and forced into slavery as his newest pup. I hope things aren't getting too repetative with all the pieces I've been writing featuring  Garoh, my master just really gets my writing juices flowing... if you know what I mean. lol

But anyway, this one takes place a month after the events of From Prince to Pup, Ash and his father have been living as King Garoh's newest pups and unfortunately for Ash, it seems the king has taken quite a liking to the young coywolf.

As usual, here's a quick preview of the start of the story. If you'd like to read it all now, consider becoming a patron, otherwise stay tuned to when it's public next week!

The King’s Pup
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Garoh and Strannik
It had been a month since my father’s kingdom had been conquered by King Garoh. My father and I were now two of his many pups that he kept around his castle, whose jobs were to serve him and his son Rai in any way they wanted. Sometimes I’d be sucking the prince off, sometimes I’d be getting bred by the king, sometimes they’d be doing both ends of me at the same time.
Unfortunately, the king had taken quite a liking to me, always keeping me close enough to use for he or his son’s pleasure whenever they felt the urge. More than half of my time around the king involved his cock filling my muzzle. The king’s other pups said it was common for him to use his new pups a lot to break them in, but admitted he seemed to frequently use me for a longer period than most he enslaves.
Though before this I’d been a prince just like his son Rai, I’d quickly learned my new place and performed it as best I could, worried anything less than satisfactory would incur the wrath of the bear king.
On this particular day the king had decided he wanted to spend all day alone with me in his bedroom chambers, making me worship him in every way I could think of. He’d been using me so frequently I’d hadn’t interacted with my father for more than 5 minutes each day for a week.
“I know you haven’t been here long, and you didn’t make the best first impression your first day,” he flicked my caged cock, “but you sure know how to treat your king,” he said with pride. “If I didn’t know better, I would think you were born a slave and not a prince…”
He petted the top of my head as I sucked his nipple and rubbed his belly.
“I don’t spend this much time with all of my pups, only the ones that really make their king feel worshipped and revered.”
He hugged my body closer against his, at the same time, sliding his paw down and squeezing my ass.
“You know what happens to pups who make their king so happy?”
I timidly looked up at him, not removing my mouth from his nipple. I then let out a yelp as he suddenly groped my crotch tightly.
“They get extra attention from him,” he growled lustfully.
I trembled and whimpered as he felt up my smaller body with his massive paws. I’d stopped sucking his nipple but continued to rub his chest and belly, running my fingers through his dark chest fur, not wanting to falter in showing my worship of him.
“How about you just lay on top of your master for a little while? I think you’ve earned some rubs of your own.”
He effortlessly pulled me onto his belly, his massive cock pointing up between my legs.
“Good pups also get rewarded by their king,” he went on, reaching down for my caged cock again.
Suddenly I heard a click and looked down, seeing the cage fall from my cock. He’d stealthily unlocked it while I wasn’t paying attention. I looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Just remember, no cumming unless you’re given permission,” he warned.
“Th-Thank you my king…” I said gratefully.
I rubbed his body affectionately while he continued to fondle and prod mine.
“Mmmm, you’re such a small and cute little pup,” he growled dominantly.
I began to tremble again as I felt him nibble my shoulder and neck a bit.
“I could easily just eat you up if I wanted to…” he suggested with a deep chuckle.
My heart pounded in my chest as I felt him lick the side of my face and squeeze my body harder, the fur of his beard rubbing against my face. The thought of being swallowed alive by this enormous ursine terrified me, but also strangely turned me on at the same time…

New story just before the month's end! This one features  Stroh as Ash's boss, who calls him into his office after discovering the coywolf slacking off at work. Ash's fate seems to be worse than getting fired, unless he can complete a challenge his boss gives him. Let's see if he's up for it. As usual here's a preview of the story, if you'd like to read the whole thing now become a patron today! Or just wait for me to make it public next week.

What’s Worse Than Getting Fired?
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Stroh
I knew my boss was going to call me into his office that week. My numbers just weren’t up to the company’s standard.
I opened the door to see Mr. Stroh, my wolverine boss, sitting at his desk, obviously expecting me.
“Good afternoon, Ash,” he greeted me, “please, shut the door and have a seat.”
I let out a sigh and slowly closed his office door before sitting down in front of his desk.
“I’m guessing this is about my numbers?” I asked.
“You’d guess right. You’ve failed to meet your quota two weeks in a row now.”
I sighed and tried to work up my best apology.
“Sorry sir, I’ve just been trying to focus on all the little details of my work. In the future I’ll try and do that while still being speedy and getting through all my—"
“Oh, Ash, you should know better than to lie to your employer.”
“Lie?”
“You think I don’t know the reason why you’ve fallen behind? I’ve seen you chatting on that hook up app Fathr, looking for sexy dads that’d be interested in you when you should be doing your work,” he said with a devious look.
My disposition immediately changed. Shit, I thought, he really did know.
“If you’re going to look for dates, don’t be doing it on company time,” he scolded.
“So, am I fired?” I asked, my ears folding back.
“Fired? No, no. Your punishment will be…” He paused and looked hard at me. “The usual…”
My eyes widened.
“N-No! Anything but that!” I begged. “Please, isn’t there anything else I can do?”
He began to ponder.
“Well… you love dads so much, you would definitely say I’m a ‘dad’, yes?” He asked, patting his belly.
“Uh… yeah, I would…” Clearly seeing where this is going with this. “So, you want me to suck you off or something?”
“Of course not, that would be too easy. No, I want you to let me fuck you, and make sure your boss orgasms before you.”
I gulped. That sounded like a hard challenge, but if there was a chance it would get me out of the usual punishment, then I guess I’d have to do it.
“A-Alright, I think I can manage that.”
“Good boy, now get under my desk and start getting my cock wet,” he ordered. “I’ve got one more employee to meet with after you, and then the real fun can begin.”

Good evening everybody! Sorry for the long time without a post, life just keeps dropping shit in my lap that takes my focus away from writing. But today I got inspiration to write this one and actually managed to do it in a day. It's a one-off short story, that I dont think will have future installments and it involves my master  Garoh and his son  Lukas_Artair once again, but surprise my fandom dad  Open_Mind_1 plays a role too!

I've been wanting to write something including the king version of Garoh for a while now and I suddenly got the inspiration to do a story I thought would be interesting enough to include him in.

In this story Ash starts out as a prince trying to flee from his father's kingdom that's under siege by a rival king. Unfortunately Ash and his father are captured and taken prisoner by the ruthless King Garoh. Most rival kings execute those they defeat and overthrow, but Garoh has other plans for Ash and his dad...

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From Prince to Pup
Featuring Garoh, Rai, and Strannik
I ran through the halls of my father’s castle. We knew the siege was coming, but we were unable to fully prepared for the size and strength of their army. I’d hoped my father would be able to reach some form of compromise through diplomacy, but the rival kingdom’s ruler seemed to have no interest in anything but our unconditional surrender and relinquishment of our land and people.
The rival army had breached the castle and were rampaging through the halls. The last I saw my father he was preparing himself to go down fighting and urged me to escape through our secret tunnels. It had been a while since I’d been down there, so I’d hoped I’d remember the path my father had always told me to take in case of an emergency.
I hated having to leave my father behind, I didn’t know what I was going to do without him. All I knew was that I had to follow the path he showed me in case of emergencies and meet up with the friend of his that could help me flee the city.
I did my best to find my way through the tunnels, it was very hard to see with just a candle for light, but I was worried I’d be too visible with a torch. I began to see sunlight bouncing off the tunnel walls, I was getting closer to the outside. But as I began to round the corner, I heard commotion.
I peered from around the corner and my stomach dropped. Enemy soldiers had found the secret exit and had either killed my father’s friend or captured him.
“Alright, I’ve heard this is the only other exit to this place, two of you stay here in case anyone makes it to the exit, the rest of us will start searching—” The leader of the group instructed.
“Someone’s already here!” Another one shouted.
He pointed in my direction and I immediately turned tail and ran. It was so dark and I had no idea where I was going, I just knew I had to either find an alternate exit or a place to hide from them. I could hear them stomping through the tunnels behind me, their armor rattling as they tried to keep pace with me.
After a string of blind twists and turns to attempt to lose them, my luck eventually ran out and I ended up at a dead end. I looked in desperation for anything that could possibly help me, but it was just a rocky tunnel wall, no door, no weapons. My heart sunk as I heard the sound of enemy footsteps get louder as they closed in.
I backed up against the wall as the rival soldiers cornered me. The leader held the tip of his sword to my chin and forced me to look up to face him. He was a black bear, in very sophisticated armor. His eyes lit up as he realized who I was.
“It’s the prince! We got him before he could escape!”
“J-Just kill me, and get it over with…” I spat.
The bear forced my arms behind me and another bound my arms.
“Kill you? You’re worth a lot more to King Garoh alive, pup,” the black bear said in an ominous tone.

They’d taken me back to the rival kingdom’s castle. To my surprise they hadn’t killed my father, he’d been gravely wounded, but they suggested that as long as I cooperated, they would give him the medical aid he needed to make it through. I found it strange, this king seemed to prefer us alive, rather than dead.
I looked in the cell opposite mine, where my father was chained up, his wounds stitched and bandaged. We’d both been stripped down to our bare fur, and a collar placed around our necks, with a rope looped through the back of the collar, binding our arms behind our backs.
“A-Are you okay, father?”
He gave me a weak smile.
“I’ll be alright, my son,” he tried to assure me. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
I shook my head.
“It seems like they wanted me unharmed more than anything else,” I explained.
“Somehow, I can’t imagine that means anything good…”
I could hear some guards start to descend the stairs, I looked back at my father.
“W-What’s going to happen to us?” I asked.
“I imagine we’ll be meeting the king soon enough…”
My father’s prediction was right, as the guards took us out of our cells to bring before the King, but not before attaching another rope to the back of our collars and leading us through the street. We were paraded, naked, before the king’s subjects as the newest prisoners of their great leader. I lowered my head in shame, avoiding their gazes. A few hours ago, I was a prince, next in line as ruler of my father’s small, but prosperous kingdom. Now, I was reduced to nothing more than a common slave.
The walk to the King’s castle felt longer than it was, an extra minute being added with each pair of eyes watching our shameful walk. We were led into the great hall, where the King sat on his throne. I looked up as we were brought in front of him. He was a massive grizzly bear, with a dark beard and chest fur. He was strong and powerful looking, as you’d imagine a bear would be. Next to him sat the prince of the kingdom. He was a lot smaller than his father, almost looking like he was still an adolescent, he seemed to not be a full grizzly like his father, with lighter brown fur around his belly and muzzle, and thick darker brown around his neck. To my shock, he and his son next to him were completely naked.
“Ah, former King Strannik,” the bear king said in a mocking tone, “good of you and your son to drop by.”
“King Garoh,” my father spat, “I’d hoped you were the type of leader who would listen to diplomacy, rather than use brute force.”
I looked back at the King in awe. King Garoh, I’d heard about the mighty bear king, but I’d never seen him. He’d conquered many kingdoms during his reign and it appeared that ours was now added to that streak.
“Well, apologies for not meeting your expectations,” the bear chuckled. “Bring the pup in front of me!” He commanded.
My fur stood on end as I was pulled closer to him, he looked so much bigger up close, he had to be at least three times my size!
“N-No!” I heard my father cry out. “Please, if you’re going to publicly execute anyone, kill me, but please let my son go!”
“Execute?” Garoh asked. “Why would I want to simply execute the two of you, when there are better uses?”
I trembled as I gazed up at him and nearly fainted when I looked down and saw his growing erection. Dear God, it was massive! It had to be longer than my arm, and just as thick!
“On your knees pup!” He ordered me.

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Got a new story up on Patreon. This one should be interesting because it's actually a slight remake of this story from 2018. Since  Garoh is now Ash's official master now, I figured my old story with my second sona Coach Avery needed an update, plus my writing has improved since 2018, so I wrote this one!

In this story Ash gets seduced by his college coach, Garoh, who introduces him to pup play, giving him a pup hood to wear and experiment with. But, this hood has some special... hypnotic qualities to it!

I really enjoyed remaking this one, and I think everything I included in it makes it a lot more interesting.

As usual, here's a little sample before I make it public next week. If you want to see the full one now, consider throwing a dollar to my Patreon.

WARNING: The full story contains water sports, and semi-non con situations.

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Be His Pet (A Semi-Remake)
By: Ash Cinder
Featuring: Garoh
As I turned around to leave, I gasped and jumped backwards against the lockers. Coach Garoh had been standing behind me the whole time and taken me by surprise.
“Woah,” I sighed with a nervous laugh, “sorry Coach, you scared me.”
“You’re here a little later than usual, aren’t you, pup?” He asked with a smirk.
My fur stood on end and I felt my gym shorts get tighter.
“W-What did you just call me, Coach?” I asked shakily.
He ignored my question and placed his paw above me, leaning against the lockers as he leered down at me.
“You’re not usually one to stick around after the class has all gone home,” he pointed out.
“Um, yeah—Norman passed me a note while we were jogging, I-I think he wanted to talk to me about something.”
“Hm,” he looked around the locker room, “looks like he stood you up,” the large grizzly joked.
I laughed nervously and glanced up at his massive arm above me. His hairy pit was exposed and I could smell his strong, manly scent. I could feel my myself pitching a tent in my shorts followed by a knot in my stomach, as I knew it was very noticeable.
“But, it doesn’t look like you’re too sad about it,” he said with a fanged grin.
My eyes widened and I tensed up as Coach reached down and groped my bulging gym shorts. My heart pounded, but I didn’t want to resist. Coach Garoh was a total DILF, and it wasn’t like there was anyone around to bust us.
“S-So, what are you doing here after class?” I stupidly asked.
He raised his eyebrow and continued to smirk at me.
“Well, I’m still on the clock,” he answered, continuing to rub my barely concealed cock, “and I’m still pretty sweaty after a hard day of getting you pups and cubs into shape.”
I let out a yelp as he squeezed me when he said the word “shape.”
“Thought I could use a nice shower to end the day,” he kneeled so that his pit was now inches from my face, I could smell his musk each time I inhaled. “Unless, you like the way Coach smells.”
My ears folded back in embarrassment, and I looked away for a moment. I felt his other paw move from between my legs to my upper back, pulling me a bit closer.
“Want to know what a real man smells like?”
I timidly looked up and nodded.
That gave him all the permission he needed to pull me in and bury my muzzle into his sweaty pit.
“Then, come get close and personal with your coach,” he growled dominantly.
I gasped and instinctively tried to push myself away, but quickly felt my arms relax as his masculine scent filled my lungs. My eyes rolled back in my head as I savored the pungent musk emanating from his moist pit fur. I let out submissive whimpers, his musk almost like a pheromone that made me want to submit to him.
“That’s right, get real familiar with that scent, pup.”
I moaned, opening up my muzzle and sticking out my tongue, licking the sour sweat from his underarm. Part of me felt humiliated doing this, my coach was practically bullying me like the jocks in high school used to do. I could hear my inner voice telling me to push away and get out of that locker room, but even if I could have mustered up the willpower to try, I knew the bear was too strong for me to get away.
“Mmmm,” he moaned deeply, “getting it nice and clean for coach without him ordering you to. I knew I had you pegged as a natural pup in need of a master to serve.”
What was he saying? A “pup and master,” this is insane! I thought to myself. He can’t do this, he’s my coach! I started to get some control back in my arms and tried to push against him again. He seemed to take this as a signal to ease up a bit, letting me pull myself out of his pit, looking at him shocked and wide-eyed.
“Need some fresh air, pup?” He asked.
“C-C-Coach!” I stammered. “W-Why did you do that?”
I could feel myself shaking, both from fear and horniness.
“Just getting a little personal with my students,” he said devilishly. “You sure seemed to like it, and I bet you’d love for him to show you some more ‘exercises’ to use in your everyday life?”
“R-Really? L-Like what?”
“Why don’t you step into my office, and I’ll show you?” He said, though his tone sounding more like an order than a request.

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Hey everyone! Well, I'm finally moving out of my shitty old apartment this week, so how about we celebrate with a new story for y'all! I just posted a collab story I did with my friend  domusvocis to my Patreon called The Real Housewolves of Suburbia.

This was a story we wrote and submitted to be in the next issue of Werewolves Versus. Unfortunately, it didn't make the final cut, but we wanted to share it with our readers anyway. If we wanna read it right now, consider becoming a patron. If not, we'll be making it public on our pages in a week.

The theme for the issue is Werewolves Versus Suburbia, so this story is about two werewolves who have been living out in the wilderness all their lives. One day they meet a camper who tells them about suburban life, and sure enough, they follow him home to experience it for themselves!

It's definitely intended to be a more comedic story, so I hope you all like it!

So, I guess I should explain my lack of activity the past week and a half or so. I probably haven't mentioned it much on FA, but I've been living in one of the worst apartments in my city for a year now. There are too many issues to mention but the main problem with it is: there are too many issues that need fixing and the leasing office doesn't care. But recently something happened that made Jamie and I turn most of our anger to someone else.

Jamie and I aren't the only ones living in our unit, we have a roommate who I've known since high school. It had been hard paying my part of the rent due to Jamie having such difficulty finding a job. I was having to pay for my part of the rent and Jamie's, which was close to $700.00 if I remember right, while our roommate paid $300.00 or so. Due to the apartment being under our roommate's name as the primary renter, we had to transfer our money to him and he'd pay the total rent to the apartment.

It was hard paying that and ensuring we had enough to eat, and plus things such as the ceiling in our apartment needed fixing. So the three of us decided to try and hold out on half of the rent for the month of June in order to get them to fix our unit, then pay them when the work is done. We were agreeing to just hold the money, but to pay it to them once the job was done or we move out.

Cut to July, we started looking into getting a new place, as our lease is expiring at the end of August. We found a place we really liked and decided to apply to it. We were pretty confident we would be approved and be able to move out of this shithole, unfortunately we were rejected. Why were we rejected? Two reasons:
1. None of us had given the leasing office 30 days notice before moving out.
2. We had an outstanding balance of almost $1800.00!

This was news to Jamie and I! We had expected to have a balance, but not one that high. We confronted our roommate about it, telling him we only agreed to withhold part of the rent for June, but we'd still given him our share of July, expecting him to pay it. It appears that he didn't do that, and through a heated conversation on Telegram, was so sure we'd get approved for the new place, that he stopped giving the current apartment rent, thinking that would somehow not be an issue!

We repeatedly asked him where our money went and he continually dodged the question. Here's the thing, me and Jamie had practically been struggling to pay for things outside of the apartment, due to us having to use my income alone to pay our shares of the rent. There were some periods where we only had around $200.00 for groceries for two weeks until my next paycheck. Meanwhile, our roommate was spending money on things like games, underwear, and nipple piercings! We also had a cat we were supposed to be taking care of between the three of us, which Jamie and I have covered nearly all of financial obligations for so far! AND a day before we found out about the balance, our roommate got a brand new gaming computer! He claimed he got it as a "gift" from a friend.

Based on all of these context clues, we began to suspect that our roommate had taken our rent money and spent it on himself instead of using it to pay rent. But we can't prove that.

We started panicking, our lease was expiring at the end of August, and we only had a month and a half to pay off this debt, find and get approved for a new apartment, and move our stuff out! We had no idea how we were going to get the money and our roommate didn't seem to be doing anything to fix the mess he caused! I decided to take up Doordash in order to earn a little extra money, during one of the days I was delivering, I ended up getting pulled over and received my first speeding ticket, by a bitch cop who couldn't even give me one ounce of leniency for my first ever offense!

I was furious over this, since I never would have gotten this speeding ticket if I hadn't have had to take up Doordash to earn extra money to pay off this debt! Needless to say Jamie and I had a very angry argument with our roommate, and had a very big falling out. Once this is over, I'm never speaking to him again.

Thankfully, there's a little hope, our roommate actually managed to get the necessary money to pay off the balance. He claims his dad leant it to him, but at this point, I really don't care, as long as me and Jamie can move out soon and leave this nightmare behind us! We're currently waiting to hopefully be approved for a new, better apartment soon, with just the two of us living in it, so we won't have any extraneous roommates to worry about screwing us over again!

So yeah, that's why I haven't been active the past week or so. I'm not writing much, because at this point, all I'm focusing on is ensuring me and Jamie can be moved out of this hellhole before August 31st.