Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 23)


“Lady Ryu…we’ve noticed that there has been a spring in your step lately…but you suddenly ceased…is there anything concerning you?” A passing Inari shrine maiden asked her Lady Ryu Kosame.

“Well…I was just thinking about things…lately…” Kosame said.

“We also noticed a certain someone hasn’t visited your shrine in quite a while…” the Inari added.

“I suppose that is the case…I-I barely…noticed…” her tone felt fleeting, from casual to sad in only a few words.

“Cheer up my Lady Ryu! Surely it means your blessings are helping him substantially…no doubt he will return to you to tell you all this himself” the Inari read her like a book.

“Y-you think so-well I mean…so long as he is happy that is my happiness, I…I should get to work myself, in case anyone wishes to visit me” Kosame said.

Little Monster Miracle Orphanage (Day 22)


“First night, think he’ll be okay?” Fubuki asked.

“He’ll be just fine, now then, any updates on our Wonderland problem?” Katy asked.

“Our ambassadors have arranged a meeting, we’re just waiting on you” Fubuki said.

“Right, well let’s get to it, the better we can understand each other, the faster we can help the little ones” Katy said.

Father’s Day


If there’s anything our town is quite good at, it’s bland, generic-looking strip malls.
And it was at just such a mall at the corner of Yavapi and Maricopa that salvation came in the form of the After School Special.

Problem was, this was going to be a pretty tough sell to my wife.

“We’re here.” I announce as I kill the engine and get out of the truck, uncomfortably aware that the way the ‘After School Special’ sign was arranged, it appeared to be highlighting the word ASS.

Sakaali opened her door and I headed over to the passenger side to help her out.

“Graham- what is this place?” Sakaali asked, her skepticism apparent.

“Somewhere that’s not too crowded on father’s day.” I explain. “Sometimes me and Art will grab a couple of beers here.”

Wormhole Ch.3


Finding out that more portals will open in the not to distant future, Jason must make a decision: drink away his problems or face them head-on. But maybe going a few rounds with a bigger adversary may help him clear his head, or just lose it.

Paladin Reintegration Programme


-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.

Let’s Adopt A…(Manticore, Oomukade, Ushi-Oni)


Three little girls looking for a home. Looks can be very deceiving, a little exciteable and rowdy, but very playful and protective too! They have undergone strict discipline, and hard work for a chance to be part of a loving family, and promise to do their best to be good children…at least until puberty.

Anyone interested please visit our Orphanage at your latest convenience!

xoxo- Katy-