Swipe Right for Monsters (Monster Match #1)

by R. O'Leary

For all the goblin girlies who just want to wear sweatpants, drink iced coffee, and get dicked down by hot monsters with fat bank accounts. Same, girl. Same.

Whoever invented tequila shots was a dick. No, not just a dick—a giant, ugly dick who deserved to be pointed and laughed at.

One monster boyfriend wasn’t enough? Drunk-Nicole was desperate enough for dick to request her own harem? Drunk-Nicole was clearly delusional.

Fuck pre-date rituals. Vibrators and dramatic exits were the only confidence booster she’d ever need again.

Then again, if this is what they had planned for her every day, well, who needed a job anyway? Nicole could spend the rest of her days happy and curled up in bed, getting her pussy licked. If that was what the universe had planned for her… who was she to try to thwart the universe?