Author Note: I would like to thank Hematoma for letting me do this fun adaptation of her game. Many of the characters I will be using were either her design, though there might be cameos of other PCs from the game. This story takes place in an alternate timeline where the party never formed. Silvan has been on his own and found his monsters elsewhere. I'll t...
Her long, elegant fingers masterfully worked the charcoal as her younger, "stupid" brother played in the corner with blocks and sticks. Arimeste glanced around the room. Her teacher, Plato, was quietly pondering over some ancient clay tablet. "Done." she said, in a slightly arrogant tone. The old man looked up, incredulously studying her...
"You gotta be vigilant with Gobs. Gob blood will ruin a blade quicker than rust." Therian wiped down his sword with a dry cloth. Tiny green body parts intermingled all around him. "It is because the blood is caustic. I once met a Monstrologist who described it as some kind of evolutionary defense mechanism. The Central Kingdom would hire sell swords to kill...
The shaman's home was a mound of dirt and rock and grass set against the hill. There was a rambling collection of accoutrements strewn about. From the twisted branches of the junipers hung skulls. Deer, squirrel, coyote. There was a bucket and ladle beside the door, a coil of rope and pile of flint chips as if some ancient stone tool were being constructed....
Hey all! I'm back again with Chapter 19! I just wanted to say thank you to everybody that was kind enough to leave comments or send me letters. My internet has been down for several days, so it was a nice surprise to finally log back in and see so many kind and wonderful notes from the Lit community! If you are new to Home for Horny Monsters, I would stron...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** * To start! Let me first say that this piece is designed to be entertainment only and never meant in anyway to condone violence against women.* ***** Waking in a Dungeon I knew going into this that I was in a dangerous situation. Yet, waking up in chains had been very s...
Chapter 2: The Winding Woods After having a morning meal with the constable, and going over some final details, the three headed northwest out of Belshire --in the direction of the Winding Woods. They follow the instructions on the map, and by noontime, they had made it to the head of the hunting trail on the edge of the forest. After a brief respite and a...
Jun'ai stepped into the glade. Trees with wide reaching branches cast the area in shade. A narrow trickle of water wandered through the rocks. The grass here was tall. Reeds hugged the water's edge. There was a butte of crumbling shale overlooking the creek. The shelf of rock hung over the water. Jun'ai froze. On the rock ledge was a hulking tiger. The cat...
I am still looking for an editor. Anyone interested can contact me through my profile. Thanks for reading. *** The two settled in his room after passing through the security and him flashing his school ID. It felt weird. Having the opposite sex in his room for the first time was one thing, having a goddess, if what she claims is even true, was something...
She looked ridiculous. Like some beached whale, wrapped in a tarp while the humans attempted to save it. She was fat. Fat and disgusting. She had been for as long as she could remember. Though she tried, desperately, but too often in vain, not to remember. Not to think about the past. About the pain. Cathy stared in the mirror. This was a bad idea. She sho...