Venire and his Apprentice Agnes the Cat investigate a disappearance in the mysterious House of Poppets.
Cobwebs and Catacombs: A Sisters’ Story
Cobwebs and Catacombs: A Sisters’ Story Dorymyr lived above her antique shop, the Antique Barn, in a refurbished studio space suitable for her large frame. Her bed room, kitchen nook, and living space were two or three times that of ordinary ones. They needed to be: Dorymyr was an ant arachne, half woman from the…
A Day in the Unlife of Tara Florence
The therapist’s office smelled of cheap, minty incense and carpet cleaner. An empty-seeming fish tank bubbled under a CRT TV playing Golden Girls. The stereo was jacked. Muffled, canned laughter rattled the abused sound system. Anything over a whisper produced a tin ping with every word. Tara did her best to ignore it. She hovered…
Anomalous Anonymous
A growling cough cleared the Mythfolk’s throat. “…and there were 3 ideas to affix our forms, if we’d give ourselves to the cause of rehabilitation.
That we are shapeshifters, and our nature is one of change.
No power on earth, the several hells and heavens that exist could relieve our nature.
Thus, we shapeshifters see to it that we understand each other best, and that we can better ground ourselves.
No one is an island. We cannot resolve this ourselves. Together, we can bring order and accountability to our chaotic lives. That is why we are here, and we aim to help as many as possible.”
Lava Flow
Two sisters struggle with their relationship in the World of the Mythfolk. Enjoy in-depth descriptions of cinnamon rolls and how some monster girls get tattoos.
MAIDS!
A man orders a maid using the latest app. Small talk and dick sucking ensues.
A Dryad, A Kraken, and A Dark Valkyrie
Inspired by the Monster girl Roulette, I hope you enjoy this short piece about a Dryad and a Dark Valkyrie, and a Kraken somewhere in the background.
Mindflayer Greentext
I wanted to write mindflayer, but wholesome. However, it came out horny. Win-win.
>don’t think lewd thoughts. Don’t think lewd thoughts.
Mershark and Tritonia at the Coral Market
Far from the mountains of the Vale and the bustling seaport of Clemens is a far off coastal village. It is home to the popular Coral Market, the destination for oceanfaring monster girls, their families, landwalkers, and the merchants both above and below the water. Such a popular venue has drawn in monsters from even the distant deep ocean like Klara the Mershark and Geneve the Tritonia.
This story flashes out some concepts from other, earlier parts of the Vale’s story like a bit of the world’s history and what it means to become more monster like. I hope you enjoy.
Thank you to Winrarphile and Yanon for helping with this.
Fox Spa
“Oh, did you hear?” Raza asked from under her bundle of extra expansive, extra plush winter coat and earmuffs. “A Mythfolk family took over the Rosé spa. They open in a few weeks. What’s it called now-?”
“The Pamper Me?” Youko warily answered. Raza clapped her paws together.
“Yeah! That’s it. Oh I’d love to go, but I don’t have a free weekend again for like, a while. At least until after Stephen’s birthday in February.” Raza was at her red Civic ready to step in. Lola was still half celebrating as she glided into the driver’s side of her Toyota van.
“I think my Aunt’s family owns it. I got a weird email this morning, but uh, she wanted me to invite some friends to try it out early. If you, uh, want.”
Both of Youko’s coworkers ran back to her side in an instant.