Petrash has been transferred to the snow ring, the permanent band of freezing weather on the planet, after an incident at the company he works for. He's to do the administrative work at a base where four Huskie anthros truck goods to other bases spread out in the area, and they have a reputation to make any person sent there as punishment to quit very quickly. Note: a sequel is on the list of requests posted here: https://scifurz.wordpress.com/writing-plans-and-requests/

(Full Story on Patreon) Kenny Sissom is a very unlucky man. While others in his life were born into good families or luck in love, he was born into poverty and loneliness. While some were given gifts of being good-looking, strong, smart, or talented, Kenny was born with nothing. He is and has been an average loser. In fact, the only thing he is good at is being unlucky and lame. His natural naivety, belief in the greater will of mankind, and a love for people even when they abuse him, are the only things that keep him going But that all changes the day that a spaceship crash-lands in his hometown park where he works as a garbageman. What lays inside that cockpit will change his entire world, not just his life, but his understanding of the universe as well. So begins his arduous journey in an attempt to keep his precious discovery safe from both his fellow man, and the monsters of the deep darkness behind the stars. This is the first few chapters of the story. The rest is available for purchase on Amazon. Please consider supporting me and showing your appreciation by buying your own copy. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09KS38FGS Art belongs to Strype, Blazbaros, and other various owners, whose names I will always try and credit. I claim no rights to the images, only using them for inspirational or representational purposes. Go support them on Deviantart, Twitter, Furaffinity, and Tumblr!

Two years have passed since Tristan's hateful attack on John and the furs, but the peace they have lived with comfortably during that time is threatened by the return of an old adversary. Delve back into the story of A Changed World, with the second installment of the series. Book I was just the beginning, but now... Darkness has awakened.

Kiba Lockheart ended his day in a very average way. He crawled into bed, turned the lights out and called it a day. However, in the middle of the night he wakes to find himself in the middle of a busy city intersection. As he looks around confused and disoriented, he begins to realize that the people around him aren't even human! Experience life from his point of view as he tries to stay ahead of an evil woman with dark intent while navigating this strange new world as he searches for a way home.

Earth is home to a great many species, dominated by the human race. In their greed, the humans mercilessly enslaved all fur kind, not allowing them to live freely or have a chance to one day oppose them as the superior intelligent life on earth. But one man saught to end the cruelty, the misery that most furs experience their whole lives at the hands of humans. Join John on his first of many journeys as he gains the opportunity to join the right side after the Downfall, and as he comes face to face with powerful foes, impossible odds... and multiple romances. (Warning: This book contains 18+ mature content)

(Story will look lazy af but further ahead it gets better) The world once ruled by humans has changed, with completely new beings taking control, the Anthros took advantage of the biggest mistake humanity could have made, to take control of planet Earth. We take the point of view of a human with great respect for his duty as a soldier to protect those in need, he manages to enter this world. Surprisingly for the Anthros, this human was different, he treated them as equals, worth of breathing unlike the rest of the humans, without knowing that he would be part of their salvation in the future. However, during his..little adventure, he encounters several people that could consider friends, and more. Some female anthros, not able to resist his charm, would have to survive their attraction towards him.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.