Fur and Fangs Rae D. Magdon

Fur and Fangs Rae D. Magdon

Project Overview

Casting "Fur and Fangs," an episode of the podcast "The Sapphic Cast."

Production states: "Candidates must be comfortable with lesbian erotic content. This is a production by lesbians, for lesbians."

Hello! This is Alex Woods from the Sapphic Cast! I am searching for the Role of Riley the lesbian Werewolf. 


A series of Fur and Fang. Moving to big, bustling New York City from rural Georgia is already exciting enough for country wolf Riley Evans, but it becomes downright exhilarating when she spots a beautiful woman in a yellow dress on her morning commute. The only problem is, she has no idea what to say to city girls… especially one that happens to be a vampire.





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Project Roles: Riley
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Riley
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Riley is a werewolf from rural Georgia, trying to make a new home in the bustling Big Apple. Isabeau is a sexy, computer-savvy vampire dealing with depression and recovering from a bad relationship. When a chance meeting on the subway brings them together, their lives will never be the same.

  • THE WORST THING ABOUT living in the middle of Manhattan is the smell. It's nothing like the woods down in Georgia, where it’s warm and damp and aggressively green after the first spring rain. Something's always growing or scurrying in the dirt, and hovering over it all is a sweet layer of smoke from someone's bonfire.


    New York City is different. The only burning smells here are diesel fumes and cigarette smoke. Dampness lives down in the subway terminals, but it's sharp and metallic. The subways themselves are filled with the smell of a hundred different body washes and lotions, and the stir of scents can be strong enough to knock a dog off a gut-wagon.


    Despite all that, riding the subway is one of my favorite parts of the day, because I get to indulge in one of my guiltiest pleasures: people-watching. That's the reason I moved to New York in the first place. It's one of the only cities in the world where humans, zombies, witches, vampires, faeries, and even werewolves like me can sit in an enclosed space together without incident. Or, at least, usually without incident. Last week a mummy punched through the safety glass and delayed the train fifteen minutes when a satyr stepped on his wrappings, but that's part of the weird beauty of this place. On the subway, you never know what you're gonna get.


    Today, the cast of characters is pretty disappointing. There are a few humans, a succubus with her face buried in a magazine and her earbuds in for protection against unwanted conversation, and a centaur in the extra-wide seating section. I'm at the far end of the car, pressed against the back wall for a prime viewing spot, pretending to look at my phone.


    The churning sound of the tunnel-wind fades and the rattling sway of the car slows to a stop. After one last screech-and-hiss, the announcer calls out Broadway-Lafayette. The doors open, letting in even more unfamiliar smells.