Larry’s story is learned, and a tiger is confronted.Read More...
Vanessa didn’t know much about structural engineering, but she knew enough that something about this gingerbread house looked a bit off.
If she had to guess, it would probably be entire chunks of the gingerbread house’s wall missing. Curiously, she could swear there were what looked like little fang marks around this missing gashes in the gingerbread wall.
Fang marks seemingly consistent with at least three of her daughters.
“Girls? You wouldn’t know anything about this….?” she asked while absently bouncing little Claire on her knee. The jinko mother was quietly grateful that her youngest wasn’t old enough to snatch stuff off of tables when they thought nobody was looking.
“About what, mom?” Eva asked innocently. Gabby and Layla were by the Christmas tree doing a rather poor job of trying to stifle their giggling.
“Try as I might, girls- I can’t figure out how this gingerbread house ended up with so many holes in it. I was wondering if you could maybe tell me….”
“I’m saving room for one of grandma’s pies.” Eva said nonchalantly.Read More...
The Anubis pup’s ears twitched as she looked towards the entryway, moments later the door opened and Anippe was off like a shot
“Auntie V!” She called as she wrapped herself around the jinko’s leg the second the front door closed behind the jinko.
Looking down, Vanessa laughed “Well hey there stranger! What brings you here?”
Anippe giggled “I’m spending the weekend here! Remember?”
“Of course I do!” Vanessa said as she gently pulled the anubis off her leg.
Art rounded the corner and pulled his wife into a hug “Hey you!”
Anippe stood on her tiptoes and gently pushed her ear against Vanessa’s slightly rounded stomach after Vanessa was embraced by her hubby.
“Hey Claire, how are you doing?” she asked the little bump.
While her name wasn’t set in stone yet Anippe had fallen in love with one of the possible names that Art and Vanessa were considering.Read More...
The party returns from Port Albany after successfully Ratifying the Ascension of the new Baron of Esperance, Breyten, a highly successful trader from Port Fremantle. Your efforts to secure the Seal of Dominus Ian, the Supreme Justice of the Australs and Governing Arbiter vice-royal of all territories under the Protectorate were not without interesting developments in their own right, as you found yourself embroiled in the midst of a conspiracy involving two members of the Grand Lodge of Resonance, The body comprising those humans capable of manipulating reality by aid of a mysterious force known only as ‘The Logos’.
Something deeper lay beneath the conflict, but your new Koala companion, Cally, who was privy to the finer details by her own indenturehood to Raoul, one of the Resonants involved, insisted that you remained uninvolved and ignorant of those details, ostensibly for your own safety. Seeing no reason to disagree and with your hard-won prize in hand, you conceded to her advice. As you left the Port you were confronted by a Reptillian named Kessiah, a Pilbaran Blademistress, who advises that your impression on the Dominus was positive enough for him to send her along to ensure your safety.
Stopping at the small township of Mount Barker, you and your two Mamono companions were instrumental in retrieving a loose Rooster, one of the astonishingly rare and near-mindless Male mamono, yet unfortunately arriving too late to save the life of the apprentice to the Waylander who served as the township’s de facto mayor, who had fallen to its savagery. Now, you face the burden of having to bear that bad news to the Waylander…
-One of my older stories, edited with the same level of care and attention of a Kubo Tite background and aged like fine milk, this truly will count as something you’ve read today-
Times were hard for the humble Paladin. The Demon Lord had won, and monstergirls were now accepted throughout the kingdom. A Paladin no longer had any place in a world where men now freely slept with these monstrous women. But the new government was determined to retrain these poor men, and reintegrate them into decent society. No matter what the cost.
“How many more times are you going to get sent here this week!?”
You bravely faced your foe, a mighty dragon. But you had battled this monstrosity many a time before, and were not afraid. You were Sir Alfred Yaleton, noble Paladin and servant of our most wondrous Chief Goddess. Compared to her love this demon was but a helpless child. By the end of the day many a tale would be told about your heroic vanquishing of Kathy from Human Resources.
“You kneed Heather in the face! All she did was offer you a titfuck!” The dragon snarled. The evil beast was correct, you had indeed battled with the foul Holstaurus from accounting, and tasted sweet victory before your nemesis had summoned you into her dark lair. “You might have given her concussion, you fuckwit!” Smoke billowed from her mouth as she glowered down at you. Her room had been made fireproof due to health and safety concerns, the concerns being that she might burn down this building like the last two she was stationed at.
How such a mighty warrior had fallen, not long ago you were a legend, a protector of the innocent. Songs were sung of your great deeds by the finest bards of the land, and Tom Jones. But now you simply toiled away in an office surrounded by the repugnant beasts who you once fought bitterly against.
“Ara ara! Alfie’s been a naughty boy!” cooed an Arachne hanging from the ceiling. You didn’t know what kind of incantation “ara ara” was, but you thought it best to assume she was attempting to curse you. You reached for your holy shield to protect yourself, only to remember it was confiscated last week, when you hit that Lizardwoman in the head with it for slapping your ass.Read More...
“What the FUCK is going on?!” he shouted.
Her eyes flashed larger trails of fire as she grinned down at him and responded cheerfully.
“That’s exactly what’s goin’ on if you’d just let me down! You’re kinda strong for a man, ain’t cha? Normally this’d all be over but the screamin’!”
For your consideration: the tale of a cynical prick who finds his way to a world of monster girls and the shenanigans which follow.
A few fun shorts with characters from the past HIS stories, slice of life stuff. Enjoy. Also doing a ghetto poll of which character you like best. Comment below with your answer.Read More...
While escaping from a lost battle the Order’s Hunter has to fight his way through two of the Jungle’s Apex predatorsRead More...
So, apparently there’s a new source of power newly discovered. Or something. Cutting edge.
Yeah, what a crock.
This story is the second installment of my original setting, Darkness Prevails.
I suggest reading the first one, Eyes in the Dark, first, as there are spoilers here for that story.
“See that you do, Monsieur Poirier, as I do not wish to see you go the way of your predecessor.” She answered off handedly.
“My Predecessor?” I inquired.
“Hai!” she returned, and then leaned over to whisper into my ear, “Food Poisoning.” She said in the quietest of whispers. I gasped involuntarily.
“He is still on Emergency Matrimonial Leave,” she continued, “and I expect him to remain in that status, until such time as his wife feels that he can be trusted out of her sight.”