Like an Animal: A Tale of Rough Monster Sex - Nixie Fairfax - ebook

Dr. Celestia Devereux of W.E.I.R.D.’s Cryptozoology Division has seen her share of unusual monsters. But the group’s latest acquisition is different: The well-hung beast clearly lusts after Celestia. Though she knows she shouldn’t, she can’t help teasing the captive monster with some tantalizing peeps of the body it wants so badly. It’s just a little good-natured fun…until the hulking brute bursts from its supposedly escape-proof cell and roughly takes the sexy scientist.

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Like an Animal

A Tale of Rough Monster Sex

By Nixie Fairfax

Copyright 2018 by Nixie Fairfax

All rights reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This work contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adults only. All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

When Dr. Celestia Devereux of W.E.I.R.D.’s Cryptozoology Division entered Lab 12, she found that her assistant Tammy Underwood was talking to the new monster again. Tammy hadn’t heard her superior enter—the lab’s automatic doors were whisper-quiet, and the Rigby-Chalmers Dweomer Scanner was running in an attempt to detect any magical residue about the unfamiliar beast. The mechanism’s crackles and buzzes were loud enough to obscure the clack of Celestia’s footsteps, but they weren’t quite loud enough to hide Tammy’s words to the creature in the titanium-necromantium cell that occupied most of the room’s far side.

“I wish you’d tell us what you like to eat,” Tammy was saying. “It’d save us all a heap of trouble. I mean, you’ve been here almost twenty-four hours already, and we haven’t found a single thing you like to eat. I feel kinda bad. You—”

Celestia cleared her throat. Tammy jumped and whirled around with such energy that her glasses slid halfway down her nose. When she saw her boss, she shrank down a little, shoulders slumping, eyes meekly dropping the floor.

“Ms. Underwood,” Celestia said primly. “How many times have I told you not to fraternize with the monsters?”

“I—I’m sorry. I wasn’t fraternizing. I was just, y’know, talking.”

“To what end?” Celestia strode down the main aisle between counters crammed with test tubes, microscopes, monitors displaying everything from the monster’s respiration rate to fluctuations in the local etheric background radiation. She stopped in front of Tammy, who kept her gaze glued to the floor, her cheeks flushing even redder than her hair. “It’s a monster. It’s not a person. It’s more like an animal. And obviously not one of the more intelligent ones. It doesn’t understand a word you’re saying. You’re anthropomorphizing it.”

“I—I know. But…” She shrugged. “You never know. It doesn’t hurt to be friendly.”