My Boyfriends Are All Monsters

by Kimberly Lemming

My ass was far too jiggly for this level of incline.

“Is this body big enough for you?” “It’s still a little cramped. But it’s manageable. Unless you have another desire I could take the shape of?” She laughed against my chest, and it tasted better than blood ever could. “Let me snag the Kindle from my bag. I’m sure I could pick out a few more.”

There was a sound of rustling leaves and the smell of rain before two more men appeared: a vampire with glowing red eyes and long black hair, and some skull-headed demon that belonged on the world’s biggest hear-me-out cake.