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Tannis’s rump settled itself upon the side-bed, the white fabric supporting the bared flesh and fur. Tannis’s right hand slides itself underneath the red fabric cushion at the bed’s end, grasping a pair of black slacks. Tannis’s hazel gaze drifted over her bare chest, towards her legs, her hands gra

This is a story for a very dedicated daughter who spends hours providing care for a mother and food for a father. I had thought that it was only necessary to write this story to celebrate such a day, because a mother is much more than a parent who has brought you into the world. A mother is one that cares and loves unconditionally. Majorra deserves so much more.

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A present, from Majorra, depicting Tannis at work within the Tea Guild.

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Majorra and Damien Part 5

Majorra’s cheek was pressed against the large, white pillows; the ruffled yellow blanket covering her form. Majorra’s gaze remained closed, as her cheek rubbed itself into the pillow, her slick tongue escaping her lips to lick the pillow’s fabric. After a few moments, and a prolonged lick, Majorra’s

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Majorra and Damien Part 4

A day’s passing leaves Majorra within the lower floor of the Tea Guild, her upper half bare, and her dark curls matted down with sweat. Majorra’s bottom half was covered with brown, sackcloth pants. A rounded girth appearing near her pant-leg, as her bare feet carried her form from the bottom of the

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Majorra and Damien Part 3

Majorra, the darkly furred wolfess, lay upon the top floor of the Tea Guild, her rump settled upon a white and pink striped cushion, her head and dark curls upon an off-white pillow. Her arms and legs were spread outwards, her cheek wet with saliva, as her tongue laid itself upon out of her mouth, o

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Majorra and Damien Part 2

Majorra’s crooked, darkly furred snout rested underneath a pile of papers, her muted, red gaze closed. Her sharp teeth poked out from underneath her dark lips, as her ears idly twitched. The wolfess’s lanky form was partially covered around the ankles, by her pulled down pants, and muddied boots. He

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More wonderful sketches by the talented Majorra!

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Majorra and Damien Part 1

Late at night, on the verge of an alleyway and the main, cobblestone covered street, a dark furred, lanky, dark-curled wolfess stood with her back against a building, her legs crossed and her arms crossed. A smoldering, rolled up piece of paper was stuck between her dark lips, and as another form’s