Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 29
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 29 - Hello, everybody! This is Dragonpig. I'm going to be writing a collection of stories within the anthropomorphic, or furry, genre. Some will be short stories, some will be novel-length, and others will fall somewhere in between. Yes, some of these stories will be quite explicit, while others won't be. I'm going to keep this series going until I either get bored or find that people just aren't interested in it. I'd really enjoy hearing your opinions and thoughts on my writing. Have a good one!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale Humor Vignettes War Zoophilia Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Space Furry Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Teacher/Student Nudism
She kept her mouth and fingers working steadily, enjoying the way Sloane’s hips pressed into her face. The leader of the Goals was beautiful. Smooth, soft skin. The kind of person who always had the best that life could offer. She smelled good and tasted better, like opportunity.
She had worked for this. Months of showing up, smiling at the right people, making herself useful and visible. Poor girl from the lower districts, yes, but not stupid. She had learned early that her looks and her willingness were better than some magic. First with boys, then with girls once she realized she liked both. She and her girlfriends in the orphanage had started exploring each other at night, pairing up to help each other feel good in the dark of their shared rooms. By the time she was older, sex was something she was good at and enjoyed. Being bisexual just meant more opportunities.
Her first real opportunity had been the banker’s wife. Older, lonely, generous. They had messed around for months until the woman fell in love and started talking about divorce, about the two of them building a life together. She had even looked through the bank statements one afternoon and learned that if the banker’s wife left her husband, they would have nothing. She ended it. She had no interest in living with the older woman once the money was gone. So she moved on. Next came the older man. He was richer, but it went nowhere. He used her when he felt like it and never took care of her. He was stingy.
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