Vixen525

The voice on the radio had been a comfort since the new radio station started broadcasting in the small town a couple years ago. Nobody was sure where it was set up, although some rumors the host took over a nearby abandoned military site. Nobody could really get access there so that’s where everyone decided it must be. The station called itself Haze Radio, so when the host allowed call-ins, people just assumed that was the person’s name. The friendly voice had accepted that as a nickname for themself. People wanted to send gifts to the host so a drop box was set up. Nobody saw anyone take from it, but it was emptied when locals checked so they knew the gifts must be retrieved somehow. So while the host, Haze, remained a mystery, the whole town grew fond of the voice. The voice reported on the annual scarecrow festival and complimented the ragtag art around the town. They gave reminders of when hunting season started and what areas hunters are allowed in and where not to go. A

Upon leaving town, Barrett paused to look around, flicking up the tertiary eyelid to check for signs of life. Good. No other syor or their minions had noticed Hope and followed. No partner harpies scouting the area. He tensed his stomach, the motions of regurgitation becoming more familiar. It was still annoying to release a human. But for Hope it was worth it. He felt her on his tongue again after bringing her up. While the weight in his stomach had been nice while he had been back in the syor town, he had missed seeing her and missed her scent. Back to the uncomfortable woods, away from his fine house… for her sake. He would eventually have to find a more permanent solution. Meanwhile he plucked her from his mouth, using a cloth to wipe her off a bit. A fresh one he had retrieved from his house, softer and cleaner, and with a nicer pattern than the handkerchief he had been using before. Laying it over her shoulders to protect from any chilling breezes. “There we are little one.

Juniper had been a bit hesitant to sign up to try the service at first. But the ad had free trials because the company wanted to use them to test things while they worked out everything before marketing it further. Some sort of magic crystal equivalent of pen pals. The crystal let you talk instead of just writing. She was curious about how they differed from normal communication magic. Apparently these were designed to only connect to a specific other crystal. This service they were testing was supposed to take your interests as a way to match you with a potential friend. She really didn’t have friends, so… it seemed worth a try. So she filled out the form. She wrote about her interest in books, including which types were her favorites, then about how she enjoyed exploring hard to access areas in the deep woods, and even loved flying along the bluffs south of the barrier. She wrote down that she could sing, and someday wanted to learn magic. She wrote down she liked nature and biology,

Barrett sat with Hope on his chest, his hand over her. He was glad he got a tent and cot while staying here... but going back to the Syor town to his house for more money was going to be a necessity soon. They would not treat Hope well. First assumption would be that she was a minion, one who helps trick small folks into the waiting jaws of hungry Syor. But Hope did not have the personality of one, and he didn’t think she could pretend to be one. She would be too nervous. But he couldn’t leave her here. She’d be too vulnerable. Thinking of how to deal with this was hard. Maybe he’d think better if there was something in his belly. “Mmm... you felt really good in my belly when I was freed from the rocks. And the protection spell did work when I used it.” He felt the human resting on his chest jolt slightly. His ear flicked. “As I’ve said before, I’d never hurt you. You saved my life and were very nice to me. You have no reason to be afraid. I would only swallow you with protection

Enara lost count of how much she had paced the metal walkway over the enclosure, but she hadn’t lost track of time. Ten minutes past the end of her break. But she wouldn’t get in trouble. The other security workers seemed to expect her to stay beyond the end of her break when they told her she should take a look at what they were guarding. It was extremely unexpected, but probably not for the reason they thought. She was pretty confident most thought monsters like this are myths… but it wasn’t her first time seeing one. She had just been a child, but she knew she hadn’t imagined it. The first time had been extremely brief. She had been stunned silent in awe at the massive being. She remembered storybooks speaking of such things as dangerous, often eating people. She hadn’t known what to do. There was no way she could out run it. But she watched as the giant simply reached over the fence of her grandpa’s farm and set down the lamb that had gone missing earlier in the day. It… no, he

Naomi was a bit tense about being alone with this unfamiliar giantess, but it was better than being surrounded by them. She was carried to a room and set down on an area with a bed and reading area and a large painting of a beach. Naomi stared in shock as the giantess put her hands on the surface as if to pull herself up to sit on it, and began to rapidly shrink as she muttered a word in some foreign language. The giantess continued her action as she shrank, soon sitting on the edge of the surface. Naomi knew her mouth was open but was so shocked by the giantess shrinking it took her a moment to correct it. Lana chuckled a bit as she stood, “I had a feeling that would surprise you. I hope you are more comfortable now that I don’t tower over you. Perhaps now we can have a more relaxed conversa...” Lana was interrupted by a human sized door flying open as a cute, pudgy young woman kicking open the door shouting, “I just heard the news! Connor got a- Your Majesty!” Then seeing the

Edit: Remember to check out the extended version! She lost count of how much she had paced the metal walkway over the enclosure, but she hadn’t lost track of time. Ten minutes past the end of her break. But she wouldn’t get in trouble. The other security workers seemed to expect her to stay beyond the end of her break when they told her she should take a look at what they were guarding. It was extremely unexpected, but probably not for the reason they thought. She was pretty confident most thought monsters like this are myths… but it wasn’t her first time seeing one. She had just been a child, but she knew she hadn’t imagined it. The first time had been extremely brief. She had been stunned silent in awe at the massive being. She remembered storybooks speaking of such things as dangerous, often eating people. She hadn’t known what to do. There was no way she could out run it. But she watched as the giant simply reached over the fence of her grandpa’s farm and set down the lamb that