Elara’s determined to figure out how to move around while hung like a zebra and her efforts, though pretty successful at first, lead to a crescendo that surprises more than just herself.

Laquine Mobility Challenge

Story by Zmeydros

Art by UBA

(edited by Tiliquain and UBA)

The sun had just set and the brothel's neon signs were flickering to life above Brintac's dojo's doorway, adding fuchsia, orange, and cyan reflections to herringbone-patterned turbulence in a stream of rainwater as it flowed toward a storm drain. I would've waited out this evening downpour like everyone else, but I had some very important training to do.

Hopping was a really good way to break the stilted wooden shoes I was wearing to keep my bunny feet dry, so I was walking awkwardly on my toes. My shoes clacked loudly as I climbed the dojo's steps.

My crotch was mighty warm and it required willpower to not let my dick sprout between my loins before I was even inside: I'd been holding the thing back all day to test my resolve. continue reading