My Boyfriends Are All Monsters

by Kimberly Lemming

“Don’t get smart with me! Why is a wishing-well monster trying to seduce me with baked goods and rippling abs?”

You know, I always thought if I ever got a chance like this, I’d balk at the massive cocks monster romances were known for. But they do say greed is a bottomless pit. May as well see if I was too.