Nov 8, 2025
The Creature x Elizabeth by Shannon Wildsmith.
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The Creature x Elizabeth by Shannon Wildsmith.
P4: Thank You Very Much by Itoko (Idoll_itk)
[First]
Imagine working at a monster restaurant where you are the only human staff. Everyone treats you like a little pet, cooing at you and thinking everything you do is adorable. It's infuriating, but the pay is really good and the tips are outstanding.
Especially from the dragon at the back. The one that comes every single night you are on shift and asks for the same salmon with veggies and a glass of your finest wine. He spends hours just staring at you, talking to you in your break and pretty much making you feel like you are the most special girl in the world. And he always leaves a tip so big he can solve your rent in only one night. You have a bit of a crush on the dragon. Or more like a big, big crush.
But one night he doesn't show up. You are kind of worried, but mostly annoyed that your best customer and the one that always makes your night a bit brighter is not there. The night is a disaster, and your tips end up being shitty because you aren't as bubbly as other nights. You walk home that night feeling awful, your whole body tired and your heart feeling too heavy.
Just to stop dead in your tracks when you spy a big figure sitting in front of your apartment. A very recognizable figure. Are you in danger? Do you need to call the police? You try to think of all the ways things could go wrong, but you are too slow. He turns towards you and stares, a big smirk stretching his dragon features, his fangs shiny under the moonlight. You are about to run when he opens his mouth: "about time, darling. I have a different kind of tip for you tonight."
Part 2
i love how humans’ figures of speech and actions can translate differently to other species, and vice versa. we say and do things casually all the time, not realizing that to monsters, those same phrases and actions might mean something . . . completely different.
pairing: gn ! reader - ft. werewolves, orcs, minotaurs, succubi / incubi, dragonfolk, and vampires.
author's note: this'll be kinda messy, so sorry. just had a misunderstanding due to a language barrier today and somehow got inspired. sorry for the ramble lol.
[ pt. 2. ]
werewolves.
“so, when are you two tying the knot?”
the vicinity goes quiet. your werewolf friend freezes mid-drink, ears slowly turning red under messy, shaggy hair. “w-we’re not—! that’s . . . !”
“what?” you blink, confused at their weird reaction.
someone in the pack coughs into their hand. another is trying very hard not to laugh.
the werewolf mutters into their sleeve, mortified. “humans shouldn’t say mating phrases so casually.”
you stare. “i said marriage.”
“exactly!”
orcs.
you pat the orc who was helping you on the shoulder. "woah, you’re really strong, you know that?”
they go still. very still.
you notice the rest of the orcs nearby stop talking, too. one of them elbows another with a smirk.
the orc clears their throat, trying to look casual. “. . . you think so?”
“yeah?”
a radiant smile bloomed on their originally stoic face, a satisfied hum vibrating through their chest - their tusks seeming to be somehow glinting brighter under the sun. “you should say that again sometime,” maybe a day where the two of you weren't under the scorching sun.
now they're thinking, maybe going over to help the little, struggling human was worth it. even if they only had just been egged on by their friends to approach any human and flirt. . . . this may be a good distraction for a while.
minotaurs.
you notice a lost looking minotaur among the halls - and deciding to take pity, you approach.
“here,” you say, grabbing their hand. “the hallway’s confusing. c’mon, i’ll guide you.” asking them where they needed to go to, you lead the way once getting a shy response.
the minotaur follows quietly.
when you finally reach the exit, you turn around, tugging your hand to free it —
– and freeze upon feeling the vice grip on it.
they’re staring at your joined hands like you just handed them the world.
“ . . . what?”
their ears twitch, still staring. “in my culture,” they murmur softly. “. . . nevermind.” ignoring the fluttering feeling in their chest at being guided through the maze of hallways,
they stuff their tingling hand in their pocket. “can i have your number?”
demons.
“i promise i’ll help you tomorrow.”
the demon’s pen stops mid-signature.
“…promise?”
“yeah?”
their eyes narrow thoughtfully.
“binding or casual?”
“…what?”
“verbal promises can still count,” they say, pulling out parchment. “just for documentation.”
“IT WAS A FIGURE OF SPEECH.”
the demon sighs.
“humans are terrible negotiators.”
dragons.
you place the gold ring on the table. “i thought you might like it.”
the dragon stares at it.
then at you.
then at the ring again.
their wings shift slightly. “ . . . humans give courtship treasure very quickly.”
you choke. “WHAT.”
they gently slide the ring into their palm, inspecting it, before slipping it on their finger. it seems to be the perfect fit.
“ . . . i accept.”
“WAIT—”
incubi / succubi.
“sweet dreams.” you wave before heading to bed.
the cubi pauses in the doorway. “. . . was that intentional?”
“was what intentional?”
their smile is slow, amused. “humans wishing dream-based creatures sweet dreams.”
“. . . it’s just a goodnight phrase.”
“pity.” they lean against the doorframe. “i thought you were inviting me.”
your face burns.
they grin wider. “that blush is very convincing, though.”
vampires.
“you look delicious tonight.”
the vampire says it with complete sincerity.
you pause halfway through adjusting your collar.
“. . .thank you?”
they nod approvingly, gaze lingering just a second too long.
“radiant complexion. warm pulse. excellent circulation.”
“. . .you’re flirting, right?”
the vampire tilts their head.
“. . .i was complimenting the meal.”
you slowly back away.
© jusfneo
Just girls being gals
Waking up to the sound of deep grunts and resounding moans coming from your monster s/o who is feverishly feasting on your wet pussy. Pleasure warms your body, as you feel slick gushing out of your cunt, making you moan audibly. Once they realize, you've woken up, they begin to babble excuses as to why they needed to taste you.
“You were moaning in your sleep, and y-you smelled soo fucking good. I-I couldn't stand seeing you like that! Mmm- wanted to help you.”
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy who thinks you’ve only gotten more attractive since giving birth to his young. He remembers the conception well and thinks of it quite often. How well you took his seed. Your eager womb desperately slurping up every drop, your walls clamping down around his length to milk all you could from him.
It makes him hard every time the memory resurfaces and he can’t stop himself from searching for you to bend you over the nearest surface available and taking you all over again. Whispering dirty memories in your ear and telling you about all the worse things he plans to do with you.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy who him himself has gotten broader after becoming a father. His kind say it happens when one is happy with their mate. Content. And while he’s not mated with you he is happy. It would make sense his arms and thighs would get thicker, a slight pudge builds at the bottom of his otherwise solid stomach, and he was all around softer and easier to melt into.
And he couldn’t bother to try and be upset about it either. Because after every time he takes your sweet cunt you sag down on top of him and moan ever so softly. Your plush limbs all sprawled over as you nuzzle into him.
It has his cock raging with arousal in a matter of minutes. And you make the cutest little noises of protest when his leaking tip presses back against your entrance. But with a few gentle pleas he has you opening yourself up for him to stretch you on his girth.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy who doesn’t realize how bad it is that he hasn’t mated you till you’re asking him to take their young for the night on a night meant to be yours. He knows you don’t ask something like this lightly so he can’t help but ask whatever for even though he’s already accepted your request.
When you tell him that you have a date for tonight he feels his entire world come to a stand still. Everything crashing down around him and he can do nothing but stand there and watch it happen. Jaw dropped and eyes widened as you come out of your room in the most gorgeous dress he’s ever seen. Your changed softened body looking more drool-worthy than ever.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy who snaps himself out of this. No way. He can’t lose you like this and without a fight. But instead of acting rashly and possibly losing you forever he decides to be subtle about it. By showing you just how good of a mate he could he if only you’d choose him to spend forever with.
The next day he refrains from asking how the date went. He doesn’t wanna know or else he may just go feral. It’s much better to focus on how he can take care of you and the child you share together. When you go together for outings he hoists you both into his big arms, muscles rippling as he barely lets either of your little legs touch and the ground. And more than once does he catch your gaze on them.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy spoils the two of you like never before. He was always generous in how deeply he cherished you both but in the days that pass he really goes above and beyond. Pulling out every stop to show you how good of a mate he could be.
His efforts aren’t in vein either. Every day the three of you spend together he watches from the corner of his eye as you practically eye fuck him. Slobbering over him just as much as you did when you two first met. It has his chest puffing up with pride and hope blooming in his belly. He’s certain that the other man won’t be seen again.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy is immediately stopped in his tracks when the next week you ask him to take your sweet youngling again because of a hectic change of plans. He almost doesn’t dare to ask this time. Wanting to spend a little longer in disbelief. But the question falls from his lips without permission and your response was as he feared.
You had another date.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy can’t take this time. Especially when you come out in a dress even better than before. Luckily the youngling is already asleep so he can focus all of his attentions on you and getting it into your thick head who you truly belong with. His claws are out of his control as he pins you against the closest wall and shreds that beautiful dress to pieces.
Your shrieks only turn him on even harder, and your confused stare as you ask him what in the hell he thinks he’s doing. He’s practically leaking a puddle in his boxers because no matter what you can’t hide the fast rise and fall of your chest and your dilated pupils.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy fucks you against possibly every surface in your room, whispering endless words of praises into your ears and into your skin. Explaining that you’re his and you always have been. No one else will have you so long as he’s around. Worshipping every inch both old and new. Biting at your soft flesh and searing it with his scent. Making sure it’s so strong that both monster and human will know that you’re rightfully and fully taken.
He plays with your body, working it and proving just how deeply he knows you both inside and out. Tweaking at your overly sensitive nipples, grinning wickedly when they bead with milk that doesn’t belong to him.
Still he takes it greedily too. Everything you have to offer he wants it all. And when he moves his hand down your plump frame to roll the even more sensitive bud of nerves between your thick thighs he scoops up every little drop of essence that spills there too and drinks it as if it’s the finest ambrosia.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy doesn’t stop until you’re a boneless pile of mush. Making you cum over and over again, painting his cock white with your cum. In return he spills every heavy load into your walls, filling you to the brim till it spills out of you and then quickly splashing more into your depths to replace any that got away from leaving.
Leaving you way too fucked out to even think about going on a date with someone else. And even when finished he keeps his already rock hard cock all snug inside you, grinding the hilt of him against your entrance like it isn’t quite close enough. You can’t even think about complaining when he’s all softness and warmth. Not that you would either way.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy doesn’t know how much his words have taken root in you. While you haven’t thought much about staying with the man who helped you bring a child into this world, the more you think about it the more you like it. In fact, you like it a lot. Realizing that you actually do want to be his and you want him to be yours.
Especially as the next day he continues to be the amazing monster you’ve known for years now. Always attentive and protective of both you and your baby. He keeps you pressed firmly against his side until a sudden gust of wind blows through and your child whines in protest, adorable face scrunching up as if close to crying.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy briefly releases you from his hold to use the hand not holding them up to fix their scarf. You smile at the scene, melting at the sight of them before your eyes unintentionally wander and you see you’re not the only one affected. A few women ooing and awing at him.
A sudden urge of possessiveness takes over you for the first time, taking you by surprise as you wrap your arm around his waist this time. The other women’s eyes flit over to you, realization sparking before they quickly turn their backs to you in embarrassment. It seems you guys aren’t the only ones surprised as he turns to look at you. His gaze curious and innocent as your child’s, making you melt all over again.
Dilf Monster Baby Daddy asks gently what you’re doing. For a moment you think about lying or brushing it off. But when you meet his eye you can’t hold back in admitting that you’re staking your claim in return. He smiles, nodding as if praising you and then returning the gesture. Fusing you back to his side as you guys go on about your day as a new family.
And while he might’ve claimed you as a mate in the monster way his next move will be to claim you in the human way. Putting a ring on your finger that you’ll never be able to take off.