Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 35
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 35 - 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
Genji was walking past the dealership when he spotted Marcus coming out of the showroom, keys dangling from his hand and a satisfied grin on his face.
“Yo, Mark!” Genji called out.
Marcus turned, his grin widening. “Genji! What’s good, man?” They clasped hands, pulled into a quick bro-hug.
“I’m good, I’m good. What, you just got something new?”
“Yeah, man.” Marcus nodded toward the lot where a sleek silver coupe sat gleaming in the sun. “Finally pulled the trigger. Been looking at that one for a minute.”
“Nice, nice.” Genji glanced at the car, then back at his friend. “You always did have good taste.”
“Family business is doing well, you know how it is.” Marcus shrugged, but there was pride in his voice. The Muffin empire wasn’t as old as the Gingersnap family, but it was solid. Real. “What about you? You good?”
Genji’s jaw tightened slightly. “Yeah, man. You know me. Always good.”
Marcus gave him a look - the one that said he could smell bullshit from a mile away. “Uh-huh. So what’s really going on?”
“Nothing, just—” Genji stopped, ran a hand over his face. “Man, you remember that girl I told you about? The one with all the kids?”
“Shelley Old Woman who Lives at the Shoe?” Marcus’s eyebrows went up. “Yeah, what about her?”
“She’s pregnant again.”
“Okay...”
“She says it might be mine.”
Marcus was quiet for a beat, studying him. “Might be?”
“Yeah. Might be. She’s got like twelve kids already, man. Twelve different dudes, probably. And now she’s coming at me like I’m the problem?”
“Did you wrap it up?”
Genji looked away. “She asked me not to.”
“Genji—”
“I know, I know. But come on, man. You know how it is.”
Marcus shook his head slowly. “Nah, bro. I don’t know how it is. You hit it raw with a woman who’s already got twelve kids, and now you’re surprised she’s pregnant? Come on, man.”
“It’s probably not even mine—”
“Then take the test.” Marcus said it simply, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Test comes back negative? You’re clear. Walk away clean. But this running-and-hiding shit? That’s weak, bro.”
Genji bristled. “I’m not running—”
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