Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 66
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 66 - 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 stepped out of her brother’s room. The carpet was wrong. It had been beige for as long as she could remember, and now it was a deep gray. For some reason, she approved of it. The wall beside the linen closet held a framed photo of a sailboat.
“Okay, McGillicuddy, what’s going on here? This looks like my home, but stuff has changed.”
And that’s why they pay you the big bucks, Hazel. Glad you noticed.
“Let me guess. Time travel? Or something like that?” she replied, sounding bored.
No. Not saying I couldn’t do that, but that’s just too much math and stuff. The parallel-universe method is so much easier. I mean, there are so many of those just lying around. Just take a little step to the right or left. Bam. Problem solved.
“I don’t know if I should be impressed with you or if you’re just lazy for a talking sword.”
I’ll take the adoration. And remember, I’m a talking bracelet.
She pushed open the door to her room. The floor-to-ceiling bookshelves full of knickknacks and her favorite books were gone. The bed was bigger, the quilt a color she would have picked but hadn’t. A woman’s bathrobe hung over a comfortable-looking padded chair, and on the nightstand sat a photo of a redhead wearing a skimpy bikini that matched her hair color, standing at a lake.
“Okay. Whoever lives here has taste.”
A voice drifted up from downstairs.
So, are you just going to stand there, Hazel, or go see who’s talking downstairs?
“This isn’t a horror movie. When you hear a mysterious voice and you get hit with a hammer.”
Are you serious right now?
“Just fucking with you, McGillicuddy.”
A squirrel woman of about thirty stood at the kitchen counter with a phone against her ear, one hip leaning on the cabinet as she smoothed down the russet fur on her ears with her other hand. She looked exasperated. She looked, Hazel realized, like her.
“Is that...” Hazel started.
You. Yes. Just twelve years older.
“I thought you didn’t do time travel.”
This isn’t time travel. It’s a parallel universe. Shoot, every version of you isn’t the same age. Some aren’t even female. If you want to hear something weird, there’s a version of you who’s the World Wrestling Association champion, and you’re a dude.
“Really? So this is the part where I see who I will become. By the way, am I invisible or something? Because other me is still talking on the phone.”
Yeah, you are invisible to everyone. You’re pretty much a ghost. But for the record, you can’t walk through walls, so don’t do that.
She stepped closer.
“I know,” other her was saying into the phone. “I know. I’m sorry, Nathaniel.”
Let’s pump up the volume, Hazel, so you can hear the whole conversation.
“I came home early,” he said. “I just wanted to surprise her, you know? And she was in bed with the next-door neighbor.”
“God.” Other her pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay. And how many times did you catch Briar doing this?”
A pause. The microwave beeped.
“Well,” he said, “the first time, they just fell asleep together. They were working late and just decided to share a bed. No big deal. People do that.”
“Really, little brother?”
Other her said it the way you say it to someone grasping at straws, and Hazel felt vindicated. That was exactly what she would have said.
“I told you,” Other Hazel continued. “I told you years ago about her. I’m sorry it came to this.”
“I should’ve listened,” Nathaniel said, sounding defeated. “You told me she didn’t like men, but I thought I could ... I don’t know, be an exception. Show her that not all men are bad.”
“Nathaniel, it’s not about men. It’s about her being a lesbian and a user.”
Hazel tried not to smile. She could hear that this universe’s Nathan was in pain, but dammit, he should have listened to his sister.
Well, let’s skip ahead.
“Wait. It’s getting good...”
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