Empress Cecille – Page 7

January 10, 2019February 18, 2019

Stable Job (Commission)

Stable Job

How long had she been standing there? Lana was suddenly aware of just how long she had been staring at the golden knob of the door. How long have I been standing here…? She thought. In her hand was a tray, a tray with a pot of tea and two cups, as per Cecille’s requests. Lana was garbed in the customary maid uniform, a frilly affair done up with fine fabrics and an apron, her hair blue and short with two perky cat ears atop it. Her tail swayed, moving her broad skirt around as she pondered.

December 28, 2018February 18, 2019

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Heaven’s Abyss: Cyber Demon Sacrifice

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[The Year is Omega 37. The surface world has been overtaken by several catastrophic events. Nanomachine networks were hijacked by a long dormant force known as demons. The Abyssals are beings created from the poison, magic, and technology of the demons. Returning to the surface is impossible. Civilization has moved into large orbital colonies outside the reach of modern nanomachine technology. The populace undergoes mandatory training in preparation for combatting the Abyssal force in endless war to reclaim the surface. Three Trainees are sent to the surface as an initiation into the Adventure Squadron. None returned.]

December 17, 2018February 18, 2019

It’s Not Just Delivery! (It’s Ass Eating!)

Reader x Mandy (anthro herm raccoon)

You ring the doorbell. And then again. It was about 11 PM, that is to say, you are exhausted, lonely, and really ready for work to be over. In your hand is a carrier bag carrying a big fat pizza and a box of cinnamon sticks. The logo of your place, “Sluts For Pizza” decorated the front of the container. This was likely going to be your last stop, then you go back to the restaurant, clock out, and get home.

December 6, 2018April 16, 2019

The Best Medicine (Is Horse Dick, I’m Sorry)

It had been a long day. Mercy swayed nervously through the kitchen, trying her best. Truth be told, while she was a very decent chef, she hadn’t actually tried to use a stove in forever. She was just so accustomed to ordering out constantly. The pizza place recognized her voice, and the takeout places knew the days they ordered since they were consistent. Somehow, that was depressing, especially since Mercy wished she could cook more. There were plenty of things she wished she did more, but at least tonight she was going to, along with Pharah. Tonight, they were finally going to get so many things they wanted to do, done.

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November 30, 2018December 6, 2018

Big Lewds

Welcome to the land of lewds where everything is lewd and oh boy is it gonna be lewd~!