So, honestly. I haven't written any smut in a long time. The other day, I got bored at work and started thinking about maybe trying my hand at it again. And what better of a subject matter than.... Yep... Angry Beavers.
While at work tonight, I was able to collect some of my thoughts into something understandable. XD
But my question is.. Should I continue with this? I've written a handful of things. But honestly, folks don't seem all that interested. So, without further bantering. I give you a delicious little cock tease that I started working on today. It mainly focuses on a certain hyena's little unhealthy obsession with Daggett Beaver. It's not long. Should be a very quick read. My question is, should I finish this and post it?
And please let me know if you'd like me to finish this.
Warning: The following contains poorly written gratuitous cartoon sex involving a Hyena, and a certain Beaver. This story's author is not responsible for bleeding eyes, damages caused by projectile vomiting, destroyed childhoods, beatings you'll receive from roommates from involuntarily yelling “Awwww, What the fuck?!?” while they're trying to sleep, or severe depression that may result from reading any further. You have been warned.
I'm not that kind of Beaver.
A large summer moon shown down, illuminating the peaceful nighttime forests of Washington state.
“Ahhhhh spoot!! Not fair! NOT fair!” A loud roar erupted from a large, cozy looking beaver dam, nestled on a large lake.
Forty wiggled a finger around in his ear and glanced at the small brown beaver sitting on the couch next to him.
“Jeeeez. Not so loud Dag, you're gonna wake up your brother. You remember how mad he got the last time we woke him up?”
Daggett chewed angrily on a video game controller. Jumping up, he pointed at the lanky, gray spotted hyena that was easily about twice as tall as the small red nosed beaver.
“But but but, not fair! You cheated! That's why you won.”
Forty giggled and fidgeted with his controller.
“Oh, is that so, huh? And how exactly did I cheat, huh? I beat you fair and square, Dag.”
Daggett crossed his arms and grumbled.
"Did not, did not, did noooot!”
Forty clamped a hand over his muzzle to try to quiet himself as he started laughing hysterically at the sight of his smaller rodent friend getting so flustered.
“You just crouched in the corner the whole time doing that kick thingie, so I couldn't get you. You big cheating.. type cheater guy!”
Forty rolled his eyes.
“That's not cheating, I won.”
Daggett sat back down on the couch with a loud thump. He furrowed his brow at Forty.
“Fine! You win. Spooty cheater hyena... Let's play it again.”
Forty grinned widely.
“Whooa-ho. Wait up a second there, paddle tail. What about our deal?”
Daggett twiddled his fingers together nervously.
“What deal? I don't know anything about a deal.”
Forty sighed and rolled his eyes, retrieving a piece of paper from under the couch. Unfolding the paper, he adjusted his glasses a little further down his muzzle and cleared his throat.
“Ahem... 'I, the below signed, hereby agree to three games of Mortal Wombat. At the completion of said three games, the one with best two out of three victories shall be deemed the winner. At said point, the loser is indebted to do anything the winner requests of the loser for one hour. Signed, Forty Hyena and Daggett D. Beaver.'. That deal, Dag. And, I do believe that this looks like your signature, right here?”
Forty handed the paper to Daggett.
The small beaver snatched the piece of paper and looked at it quickly and then back to Forty, grinning widely.
“Oh... You mean uhh uhh uhh, this deal, the one I signed and now looking back on it really shouldn't have before thinking it through?”
“Yeah. That deal.”
Forty leaned back on the couch and stretched, giggling to himself.
“And now, it's time to pay up.”
Daggett grumbled unhappily.
“Okay, okay, fine. What do you want me to do?”
Forty's ears perked up as he looked down at the little beaver sitting on the couch next to him.
“Ooooo, I thought you'd never ask.”
Forty leaned down a closer to Dag, so their noses were almost touching, staring lustfully into his eyes. Reaching up, he slowly caressed one of Dag's pointy, black, fin shaped ears.
Dag glanced quickly side to side and then back at the hyena, chuckling nervously.
“Uhhh uhh uhh. What ahhh, Hehheh, Ummm I think you umm. Might have the wrong idea, Forty. I'm uhh.. Not that kinda Beaver.”
The hyena grinned and continued stroking Dag's ears affectionately, moving closer until he and his friend's noses were touching.
“Oh, I have a sneaking suspicion that you are.”
Daggett swallowed nervously. “Ah spoot..”