Momo's Monsters

Orc Boyfriend (Maim)

Mon, 25 Jun 2018 18:54:37 -0400

I had the pleasure of doing a commission for @littlescrib. I got to work with her two amazing OC and had a blast. I hope you all enjoy it too!

Naia is sitting outside, her head down as she sharpens her sword. She’s always quiet, always reserved. Well, I know she’s quiet because she can’t talk. Before I even met her, her vocal cords were damaged. Part of the reason I fell for her was because of her scars. I loved the way she looked battle worn and victorious. I chose her because I always wanted to be her shield. She is not an orc like me. She is an elf, and even with her ferocity and scars, she is still small.

I barely touch her, afraid it might scare her. I know to elves orcs are not an attractive lot as it is, adds on to the fact half of me is nothing but burns and scars I know I am no prize to look upon. My scars may earn me award with my kind, but for anyone else, it is stares and pointed fingers. Naia is my prize at least. I would give her anything if she allowed me to treasure her.

She comes inside after sharpening her sword and hangs it on the wall. She keeps her head down, but I notice her glance my way. Her eyes dart over me, and she takes a step towards me. I glance down at her and see her flinch. She steps back again and starts moving her hands, using sign language to communicate to me.

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Dark Elf Boyfriend

Sat, 23 Jun 2018 19:28:05 -0400

momolady:

A commission for @lavendermintie that has turned into one of the sweetest stories I’ve done. I was so glad to be able to write this story and take on a dark elf!

I was young when I got married, probably too young. That’s why, when my husband died, it seemed like such a tragedy. I was too young to be a widow, too young to have a baby on my own. Sophie wasn’t even born yet. He never got to see her, not even once. He knew I was pregnant before he was shipped off, but that’s about it.

I devoted my life to Sophie after that. I wanted her to grow healthy and independent, something I feel that I lacked. I didn’t want her to lose something so young like I did. I wanted her to grow up knowing safety and comfort for as long as possible. Isn’t that what any parent wants? I also made sure Sophie knew the things her father did. She was so much like him; it was like his spirit was inside her. I swear, Sophie could climb before she could walk. She took to water like a fish; I never knew a child who insisted on having baths as much as she did. Even as a baby if I wanted to comfort her a warm bath was all it took. I swear, by the time she was three I thought she could fly.

My parents asked me to go out and meet people. Sophie needs a father was a regular mantra of theirs. Sophie had a father, and I knew he was guiding her. A male figure in her life? She had several; my brother was always around, both sets of grandparents were still around, my uncle spoiled her more than any of them. My uncle, Eric, was the reason I even met my husband. He had raised him since his home life was far from perfect. My husband’s father was a drunk so he would often run away to the docks that my uncle owned and operated. He taught him everything he knew and considered him a son. So to him, Sophie was his granddaughter as well as his great niece.

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Werewolf Boyfriend (Saul)

Fri, 22 Jun 2018 21:40:41 -0400

momolady:

A new chapter in the ever growing world of Hearthway Hollow! The new werewolf also grows one of the families there. Hope you all enjoy!

You run deliveries for the bakery and the cafe. You’ve had your motorcycle fitted with individual side bags so that the food and drinks don’t spill or get crushed. Every day, right at one, you made a delivery to the police station. One day, along with the usual order, there was an order for over twenty bacon cheese croissants.

As you walk into the station with your delivery, you set things on the front desk as the secretary goes to fetch the collection. As you’re double-checking the order to make sure everything is there, a cop rushes up beside you.

“Is that them?” He grabs the bag full of croissants and grins. “Good! Just in time!”

You look up at him; he’s exceptionally tall with gangly limbs and legs that go on forever. He has a sweet baby face but there is a scar on the right side of his face, and he wears an eyepatch. “You aren’t going to eat all of those are you?”

His cheeks suddenly turn dark red. “No! They’re for the dogs.”

“The dogs?” You ask. You look around, knowing over half the police station is werewolves.

“The K-9 unit,” he replies.

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Werewolf Girlfriend (Charlie 2)

Thu, 21 Jun 2018 21:53:21 -0400

momolady:

Charlie is back, and she and Sofia have a bun in the oven. (Yes, be warned, there is pregnancy in this story.) Charlie and Jean’s past also comes back to haunt them in a big way. Hopefully Hearthway Hollow will be able to protect them.

Part One

My hands are shaking as I look over the stupid little white stick in my hands. I was laughing when I bought the damn thing. I should have known better, I mean, I wouldn’t have bought it if there wasn’t some considerable level of concern.

There’s a knock on the door. “Baby? Are you ok? You’ve been in there for a while.” Sofia’s voice is so sweet. She has no idea what trouble she has gotten me into.

“I’m fine,” my voice cracks and betrays me.

“Baby,” Sofia insists.

I take a deep breath and let it out very slowly. I open the door to Sofia who is staring up at me with wide, sympathetic eyes. I thrust the pregnancy test at her and frown. She takes it, her big brown eyes going wide and sparkling with awe. She gasps, covering her mouth as tears start to come to her eyes.

“Yeah, you better cry,” I growl at her.

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Vampire Boyfriend (Creighton)

Wed, 20 Jun 2018 18:37:48 -0400

momolady:

A new vampire enters! I’m so enjoying building up my new vampire breed. I hop eyou guys are liking them to. @fivesecondmemory commissioned this story. You can commission your own story too if you’d like, just message me!

Also! This story features sex while the MC is on their period. Just a heads up.

Working nights isn’t all the bad. You only really have to deal with your coworkers, and even your boss is over an intercom. Sure, heavy lifting isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but for you, this couldn’t be better. You’d much rather be dealing with heavy cargo than the cumbersome burden of customers. Working freight has been a blessing in disguise.

Your boss, or at least the overseer for everything, usually keeps to himself. He stays back in the central office, keeping tabs on the trucks that are coming and going as well as checking up with everyone’s progress. He’s not a bad guy just kind of…weird. Ok very weird. He was extremely pale, almost looking like an opal gemstone. He had long limbs like a taffy pull had stretched him. You hadn’t seen him often, but he left an impression, especially his hands. His fingers were super long, and you almost expected them to have extra joints. He’s worked for the company for a long time, but whenever you or your coworkers see him his appearance doesn’t match the age you expect him to be.

“I wonder what sort of skin care he does,” you coworker Amber says. You’re all crowded around the vending machines when he stepped out of the office. His hair is silvery and pale and falls before his eyes, nearly blending with his skin. He looks young but the way people talk he sounds like he should be in his fifties or sixties.

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Demon Boyfriend (Pursan)

Tue, 19 Jun 2018 18:37:48 -0400

momolady:

A new demon to add to the collection. And I know, the name is going to be a pun. But this was an actual demon who looked like a cat. So, I ran with it. I really like this one and hope you enjoy it as well!

Ever since you were little there has been something in your room. Something that, at night, reaches out from the shadows to claw at your blankets and touch your hair. You’ve tried sleeping on the sofa or staying in the houses of friends and family and for a time it works. But eventually, you always have to go back to your bed and your room where the long, sharp hands reach out of the shadows to touch you at night. It’s frightening and you worried more than once that one night, the hands were going to stop just touching and grow more vicious. You’ve learned to sleep with your blankets wrapped around you like a cocoon.

As you grew you learned to ignore the hands and eventually you had convinced yourself they weren’t real. They were just your childish, vivid imagination running wild when your anxiety was piqued. You went about your life and yet you still slept in a cocoon.

For a time, you left home to travel. An opportunity arose where you could travel with a friend, doing minor work with them along the way. You eagerly jumped at the chance, never looking back. Once you returned home and were unpacking you felt a strange presence in your room. There was nothing that had changed, nothing out of the ordinary. Everything was as you left it yet you felt as if there was something different. As you unload your makeup bag back into your vanity you glance up in the mirror, you see something standing behind you. You jump and turn around but nothing is there. You know you saw something, it was as plain as day. But much like the hands at night you quickly deny it away.

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Alien King

Mon, 18 Jun 2018 18:40:28 -0400

momolady:

This commission is a bit more different than my usual fare. It’s still a good story and I enjoyed writing it so much. It’s dark so take heed.

Tensions are high on the ship after news that several stations near you have been attacked. No one has been able to contact them to find out if there are any survivors. All communication is lost at this point. No one knows how or why these stations were hit, all that they knew was that you had to assume everyone was dead. This wasn’t any good news for the ship you were on. The Nero Rising was a colony ship and it had been headed to one of the stations that had ‘gone dark’ as they called it.

You were on the medical team and the recent stress was not doing anyone any favors. More than once a day you were administering anxiety medication. Panic attacks were becoming the norm and this only added to the pressure onboard. You feel as if there is a thumb pressing down on the back of your neck.

Staring out the window into space you can’t help but feel as if there is some proverbial boogieman. Ever since you first went into space you’ve always had this feeling. It was like when you were little and was afraid of the monster under your bed. Very similarly, all of space felt like the infinitesimal crawl space under the bed. The endless darkness with its unreachable depths could hold any number of terrors. You just had one though. Something that crawled out of your dreams and now seemed all too real. It was a monster made of shadows and knives, it was both beautiful and alluring while also being terrifying beyond reason.

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Incubus Boyfriend (Rhared)

Sun, 17 Jun 2018 18:59:17 -0400

momolady:

An incubus story! Another sugarey sweet confection at least in my opinion. A commission for the lovely @cyrenfae. This story is told in first person, just so ya’ll know! I hope you all enjoy!

I’ve been noticing this guy lately. He popped up once when I was buying underwear at the mall, then again the next day when I was running late for work. After that, I just kept seeing him in random places everywhere I went. He’s that trope, you know, tall, dark, and handsome. And when I saw dark, I mean he has this dark foreboding aura surrounding him. He takes that Jane Austen brooding hero to the nth degree.

I keep wondering, every time I see him if it is fate at play. Like, do we keep running along the same path because we are supposed to? Or am I just filled with romantic notions and Disney princess songs and being silly? I see him so much though that sometimes all I can do is think that it’s meant to be.

One evening, I’ve left my apartment to go get coffee. I’m feeling rather down on myself and need something just to perk me up. Something sweet with extra whipped cream and sprinkles to make me feel things will be ok. Only thing is, when I go to pay, I can’t pay. I’m lower on funds than I expected, part of why I’m feeling so down.

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Demon Boyfriend (Damien)

Sat, 16 Jun 2018 19:01:57 -0400

momolady:

A very cute little commission for @knottykorgi. A girl accidentally summons a demon into her craft shop. The classic story of girl summons demon. I hope you all enjoy!

I was never really that great at magic. What I was good at was sewing things. I’ve always been crafty, much to the chagrin of my family. I learned simple spells to keep them appeased just so I could continue my hobby of making little plush toys. As I grew I was able to summon big bolts of fabric, nicer needles, finer thread. I became quite good at that. Anything else just spelled disaster.

I’ve finally opened a shop where I sell my wares, or well, toys I guess is the best word. I sell toys that I make. Plushies of all shapes and sizes fill every corner of my shop. My micro plushies have become a hot trend with the local school. They come in to buy them and attach them to keychains that I have seen grow massive. It seems the more you have in the same style is what’s cool. So I get kids coming in and fighting over who gets the last lion or unicorn. I’ve started to have to make more and more each day. Yeah, every day I have t make more of these tiny suckers.

I’m having to even try and whip some up during the day, rather than after the shop closes. I’ve considered hiring help, but I feel that defeats the purpose of my store. I want to be able to make everything I sell.

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Orc Girlfriend (Palmyre)

Fri, 15 Jun 2018 19:53:01 -0400

momolady:

It’s an opers with a satyr and orc. It’s an orc-pera! This was so amazing to write. It just flowed to me, I had no control over it. It just breathed itself to life. A commission for @heavens-light-hells-fire and I am so grateful to them and their constant support.

I have been performing since I was a child and I’ve always loved it. Standing on that stage and seeing the crowd all staring at me never gave me the fear it did others. I’ve taken much more from it, I’ve fed on it. My whole life has been devoted to performing. Now, I feel as if I am being mocked. The latest opera I am performing in has taken a slight change in direction. My once beautiful costar has stepped down and the role has been offered to someone else. Someone far less desirable.

Her name is Armandine Palmyre and is a rising star in the opera scene. They call her the Staggering Soprano because seeing her and then hearing her voice will make you fall in shock. She is an orc, need I say more on that? I have not heard her sing or see her perform but I don’t need to. I know what my stage needs and it does not need her lumbering about. The producers will not budge on this matter though. They tell me the same thing, “we want Palmyre” or “you’ll perform well with Palmyre.”

Palmyre. Palmyre. Palmyre. It is all anyone can talk about! Even when I go to my old costar to try and coerce her back to performing the stage with me she looks at me with derision.

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Troll Boyfriend

Thu, 14 Jun 2018 21:34:34 -0400

momolady:

I’m ticking some monsters off my list. First vampires now trolls! This was so cute and fun to make. I not only got to do a troll but another older lady for this story as well. This is a commission for @krysslabryn (who is amazing btw). I hope you enjoy this story. If you were smart though, you would have already read this on Patreon for $1.

They said it was such a shame to walk away from twenty years of marriage. For you it hadn’t been a marriage in a long time. Walking away from it and escaping it was the best decision you had made in a long time.

For a while, you picked up the pieces and put a new life together for yourself. Your daughter was in college so you decided to move closer to her school. One day when she was visiting she brought you a brochure for cabin rentals up in the mountains.

“Look, I can take care of the house, break is coming and all I really wanna do is save up. Why don’t you go rent a cabin and write that book you’ve always wanted to.”

You smile at her, touched by her thoughtfulness and maturity, you’re not sure who she got that from. “Oh, that was so long ago.”

“And?” She grins. “It can be closer.”

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Vampire Boyfriend (Vsevolod)

Wed, 13 Jun 2018 19:56:03 -0400

momolady:

You’ve been asking for it! You’ve been questioning if it could even be done? Is it teratophilia or teratophilia lite? Well I hope this helps everyone! Vampires are monsters too and I can’t wait to introduce you to my brand new vampire breed. Vampire’s Momo Style. Commissioned by @h3artshaped-box.

I sit in my car, everything I own is inside it. I feel relieved I’m finally out there but I’m also feeling horribly scarred. I just broke up with my ex and it took me months to build up the courage to do it. I knew he wouldn’t take it well at all and he really didn’t. He fought like a hurricane which only made me more certain that I had to go. My cheek is still sore from where he slapped me but I suppose it’s worth to finally be gone.

I step out of my car, going to the gas station to get myself something to eat and some coffee. I haven’t eaten all day due to nerves. I still don’t feel like eating but I know I need to if I am going to make the drive to my friend’s place. I get my coffee and food and go outside. I notice there is a park nearby and decide to take myself on a walk.

I drink my coffee, holding it between my hands. It’s just cold enough out that the opening to my coffee is steaming and my breath is coming out in white puffs. I look around, admiring the stars and trees. In the shadows I see something walking towards me. For a moment, fear and anxiety grip me like a vice. Is it my ex? Has he been following me?

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Demon Boyfriends

Tue, 12 Jun 2018 18:32:23 -0400

momolady:

A commission for @dustyowls featuring their OC! Super sexy and super fun, I hope you all enjoy this story!

I wake up feeling Jeremy clinging to me. I grumble and look down at the small form laying beside me in bed. Jeremy is twitching in his sleep and his body felt warmer than normal. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were parted in a very alluring way. I nuzzle to his cheek, smelling him and taking in his scent. His pheromones are strong and he smells delicious.

“Mnh,” Jeremy moans and he rolls away from me. I figure he’s still asleep so I decide to try and let myself sleep in as well. Try being the keyword. His scent is so strong, his pheromones are wreaking havoc with my head. I open my eyes and look at him. He’s under the blanket and I see something shaking. He’s breathing hard and moaning and my hunger kicks in. I inch closer to him, pressing my chest against his back. He gasps and flinches.

“Wake up,” I snarl into his ear. I pet down his body, feeling him tremble.

Jeremy shivers. “Is it morning already?” His voice is raspy and breathless, tinged with a desperation that makes me salivate.

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Alien Prince Boyfriend

Mon, 11 Jun 2018 20:34:20 -0400

momolady:

An alien royal! Finally! I had intended this to be a sort of Vegeta/Bulma thing but it turned into something far from! I hope you enjoy because this is one of my favorite alien boys.

You’ve been on this mission for a while now, collecting samples from various planets and examining them. It was all so boring by now. The repetition of all your tasks kind of blended together to a point that you weren’t able to enjoy what your work really was. You didn’t enjoy going on to new planets like you used to. It wasn’t the same as your first time. Now, you might as well have been working in a post office with all the monotony this science career offered.

You were the leader and an exhibition team and today, you were taking a probe down to a planet thought to be uninhabited. Same old same old really. You yawn as the probe lands and you go over the checklist that you have to go over each and every time you land. Check this, double check that, blah blah blah.

You finally walk out onto the surface of the planet. There is a thick fog that permeates everything, making the landscape appear to look like one of those old black and white movies. There are these tall plants that wave in the air, somehow held aloft despite their scarf-like appearance. You wander around the planet, making tracks with your crew. You find yourself alone for a moment and as you’re getting ready to follow your crew members you see something glowing. You know it’s stupid to go alone but for some reason, you don’t feel like waiting for someone. You follow the glow, a sort of radiant blue. You take your flashlight out, shining it through the fog to see what the light is attached to. You see something standing in the fog, something massive. It looks likes Samurai’s armor. Your stomach drops as you look into its eyes. You’re not sure if you screamed, it all happened in an instant.

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Jersey Devil Girlfriend

Mon, 11 Jun 2018 11:34:12 -0400

momolady:

Enjoy this amazing tale featuring a trans woman character and the Jersey Devil girl who steals her heart. If you’ve been following me on Patreon you’ve already seen this. Join now and you’ll see stories before anyone else.

You’ve walked through the woods for days now, and you’re almost out of food and water. You’ve been searching for a stream but have yet to find anything. You’re too afraid to set traps to capture something to eat and you’re not sure what is edible or not. You had grabbed what you could a few days ago and ran into the woods.

  You had been camping with a group of friends. It wasn’t something you wanted to do but they made you come, promising you it would be fun. You’d been having a rough go at things and they were wanting to do something to help take your mind off of it. How it ended up like this is just as confusing to you as it must be to them.

  One night something came into your campsite, you could see a strange shadow outside your tent. It whispered something to you but you have no idea what it said. It taps the side of your tent and you hear a forlorn sigh. Someone starts screaming and when you get up you see there is a dead animal split open, their entrails gone.

  You and your friends manage to get yourselves calm and get the poor animal buried. It was enough to shake everyone and make you pack up to leave that night. Yet you can’t forget the creature that had stood outside your tent. As you’re leaving the campsite you remember what the creature whispered to you.

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New Stories on Patreon

Sat, 09 Jun 2018 19:09:04 -0400

momolady:

Want new stories? Want em right now? Would you pay $1 to see em?
You can! Go to my patreon. It only costs $1 to see all the brand spanking new stories I post! And I post often? Wanna see more? Like previews and rough drafts before anyone else? Go to $5 or $10. Hell, if you you go all the way up you’ll get art prints and discounts and tons of other stuff! new stuff is posted daily!
Become a patron and reap tons of benefits!

Room Monsters (Farrah & Bannon)

Sat, 09 Jun 2018 19:08:44 -0400

momolady:

Remember Farrow and Barbol? Well this is their kids. Feel old yet? I am so super excited to bring you this story as Farrah and Bannon have grown up and found love.

When you were little, you had friends who you played with. That’s doesn’t fully explain who your friends were though. They were something much more than the friends you had at school. They were something special and unbelievable. They came out from under your bed, a place you had assumed was only for storage and dust bunnies. They came out of the shadows, calling it The Down.

   “I’m Farrah,” one says. Her voice is sweet and melodious. She looks fluffy and is all black. She has a mouth full of shiny glowing fangs.

   “Bannon,” the second murmurs. Despite his size, his voice is already husky. His body is longer and less fluffy.

   You play with them as much as possible, enjoying the little world you build with them. As they grow, you notice they take on more defined shapes. Farrah is tall with a billowy tail. Her arms are long but her legs are short. She has a dragon-like head that’s been flattened and she has long tendrils going down her back from the top of her head. Bannon looks like a mix of a caterpillar and a bear. He’s big and solid and so fluffy. His eyes and arms appear everywhere on him. His head is massive and he has cleft lips like a snake or puppy.

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Tentacle Lover 6

Fri, 08 Jun 2018 19:04:51 -0400

momolady:

A new tentacle lover for a new day! I hope this starts off your weekend well. Thank you all for being patient on waiting on new stories. If you’d like even more new stories please become a Patron on Patreon!

To say you’ve been going through a rough patch is a bit of an understatement. It’s been more like a rough season. It started when you lost your job, your dream job really. You were working with a small company designing a range of retro inspired clothing. Unfortunately, cuts had to be made, and since you were relatively new, that meant the ax was on your neck. That meant you had to take a crummy retail job that is mildly related to your dream job. It was a huge blow to your confidence. After that, it just seemed like one long drag through the cactus farm. Retail is cruel and relentless, it throws things at you that you had once thought could only be the delusional ramblings of a pathological liar. You have seen things, you have done things, and it all just adds to the mire you are trudging through.

Your birthday arrives with little pomp or circumstance. You had decided to ignore it so you wouldn’t be disappointed again. You’ve somehow managed to get the day off and all you plan to do is sleep. Instead, you get a phone call from your friend. She’s outside your door with a huge breakfast, a sack full of groceries, and a present for you.

The present was a houseplant, a small succulent. The leaves were a sort of purple and green and pink near the roots. It was small, just a few plump little leaves in a bowl. Your friend seemed quite adamant you would enjoy it and gave you a small list of how to care for it. Water once a day, give it sugar water once a week. You weren’t sure why your friend thought a houseplant would be the perfect gift, but she was so excited about it. She said that every time she gave a friend a plant their luck turned around. You weren’t sure how to take that.

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Super Villain Boyfriend

Thu, 07 Jun 2018 20:50:12 -0400

momolady:

I am so excited to bring you this new story! Thank you all for being patient with me. All your kind words and support have meant the world to me! If you are a Patron on my Patreon you should recognize this story. Become a Patron yourself and see new stories before anyone else! Warning: features mentions of past abuse. Just being careful!

You were a bit shocked when you were assigned such a famous partner. Officer Sebastian was a stand-out for many reasons. He had recently gotten married to his old partner so his wife got transferred to another department. You had worked with some strange people before, you used to have a history class with a boy who was a prince in the Moth court, but this was your first time working with slime. Well, A slime.

Sebastian was an amazing partner, but you felt like you could never match up to him. He was already such a big shot in the precinct you felt like you could never step out of his shadow. This was never more hammered into you than when you and Sebastian were doing an interview with celebrity reporter, Solomon Savage. It was a big deal, Solomon Savage was one of the best reporters in the world. He had covered everything from war to heroism. Everyone he did a spotlight on often went on to bigger and better things. The fact he wanted to interview Sebastian as well as you was a shock to the system.

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Minotaur Boyfriend 2

Sat, 02 Jun 2018 18:25:08 -0400

momolady:

It’s been a long time, but finally, FINALLY there is a sequel to the first minotaur story I did. I know he’s a personal favorite, he’s a deep favorite of mine. Well now he has a name, he has a baby, and you’ll finally see what universe he resides in and who he’ll interact with!

Part One

You got lost while camping with friends. You found yourself in a maze built in to the chasms of the hills and mountains. In this maze you found a minotaur who rescued you and took you in. He was all alone, not sure how he came to be trapped in the maze but he made a life there. Soon, you joined your life with his. You came to forget the world outside and instead stayed with him.

Felix, as you’ve named him, is doting and attentive. He’s strong and handsome and loves with all his heart. His hands are tender and his voice is sweet. He takes care of you and the baby. When you first got pregnant Felix built a house, something to protect and shelter his new family. Before, all he had was a tent. Now, there’s a nice warm house. It’s small, but it’s perfect.

One morning, you wake up and see Felix sitting up in bed. His fists are clenched to the blanket and he looks tentative and worried. You look around, checking the crib with the baby in it but they’re sleeping peacefully. You reach out to Felix, touching his arm.

“What’s wrong?” You whisper.

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