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This was a real interesting journey. Good to be back to the "goth monstergirl McDonald's," but this story in particular was an odd one. I'd set up a long time before that Dawn, their gorgon goth, had a boyfriend who loved that she fucked other people at her job. Asked for selfies afterwards and all. Thought I'd toy with that and her being on her own a little.

I started this one out with the obvious solution: boyfriend comes over and gets off watching her fuck other guys. Then I started writing with a tongue-in-cheek, trying to do consenting cuck stuff but it was more fun to make fun of it than to go through with it and make them amusingly awkward about it. So I tease at the notion of it but when I wrote the joke about the two guests finding it gross, I had to run with that and get into how the two have a very weird but loving relationship with their own weird kinks tied in.

Dawn might be my favorite of the cast, if I had to pick. Deadpan, lazy, short, text-crazy, pierced snake hair... just a neat design. But I liked most of their designs looking back on this group. Picking out monsters and asking how would that race DO goth?



“Hey, Dawn! We’re gonna go drive by Hamletburger and chuck an egg at ‘em!”

Raven hopped by the counter top, latching on with her talons. The black harpy tugged a light jacket on, slipping her wings into the wide openings where the sleeves would be.

“On a related note, I just made twenty bucks. And I’m out,” she noted in her smokey voice on her way out the door.

Dawn looked up from her cell phone long enough to scan over her coworkers. She saw Ratch and Raddle, the goblin janitors, were carrying a football-sized egg over their heads. The orcish manager Dirge took it from them in one of her broad palms.

“And I’m driving them so nobody recognizes their car from last time. You okay watching the place while we’re out, Dawny?”

The pale green gorgon barely glanced up from her phone. She was short and thin, her golden eyes going with the gold and black uniform of the fast food spot. Her serpentine hair was woven into a short ponytail, ending in a bundle of head-like tips with studs pierced through the middle. Black eyeliner, lipstick and nail polish matched the dark and moody look of many of the employees. Something about this particular fast food location in the entire franchise just drew goths to the staff.

“Hm? Yea. Whatever,” she dismissed.

She tapped a heart button under a tweet with one of her head-snakes as she checked her black-painted nails. Lots of people mistook them for real snakes instead of the tentacle-like appendages they were. It was part of the message of the edgy studs put through them. They could sometimes have a mind of their own if she had a particularly strong urge or impulse, but in the apathetic gorgon’s case they tended to hang fairly limp. They twitched slightly as her coworkers loaded into the boss’ car.

The short gorgon turned her eyes back towards her phone, red behind the colored contact she sometimes wore instead of her glasses to keep from turning people to stone. It was a late night on a Tuesday, so there was an expected lull as even the drunks and stoners assumed they were closed. She tapped her finger thoughtfully, realizing she’d essentially have the place to herself.

“Darling? Would you want to stop by Kraken?” she texted out to her boyfriend.

Len replied with a black heart emoji.

“Happy to. Something wrong?”

“Nah. I just got this place to myself for once. It’s nice and quiet here, but I thought it would be nice if you were here for the echoing sounds of me getting plowed in every hole.”

She let that message sit for a second before adding “By other dudes.”

“I’ll be right there!”

Dawn cracked a lazy smile. She was a laid back girl to the core, caring about very little and rarely putting out more than the minimum effort. Working at Kraken’s was a great way to deal with that with its loose management and its main draw being the moody, slutty staff. She had been casually dating a demon for the last year and pieced together his kink when she called him a cuck for the first time. It was meant to be a random insult, but it developed into his fascination for her fucking other guys. Nothing seemed to make him nut harder, and while she’d send him selfies or texts from work, it wasn’t often that she got to have him over in person. Mostly because he wasn’t big on the food and the boss tended to get pissy if he just sat around watching and not ordering anything.

The big blue oni arrived, broad shoulders hunched in his tight black shirt. His particular breed of demon ensured he was tall, broad and muscular, but they had many long-winded discussions about how Len was more than that, much like how Dawn was more than another short green girl who could turn you to stone. He had a fairly handsome face and a cute fanged smile, but the poetic gorgon was all about going more than skin deep. His black and silver hair went with the rest of his deep goth attire, and she had spent many nights at Len’s place wearing nothing but one of his massive shirts.

Dawn had a hard poker face, but her studded snake hair perked up at the sight of her lover. They drifted in his direction like a compass and she stood up on her tiptoes, meeting him halfway through a crouch to kiss her black lips. Her snakes pecked at his cheeks and chest along with her.

“Evening, gorgeous. Did I miss much?” the big lug asked.

“Not yet, love. One person ordered a diet coke as an excuse for a handjob,” she told him bluntly and dryly. She could see him repress a shudder.

“So hot,” he sighed.

He normally shared Dawn’s poetic and deep way of speaking, but she enjoyed watching it melt away when she pushed his buttons. One of the gorgon’s tendrils reached out and picked up an empty cup, passing it off to him.

“Just nurse that while you watch. I’m sure I’ll be able to find SOMEbody who can satisfy me tonight.”

Len gave a low, sensual grunt as he smiled.

“Do you know what you do to me, you little temptress?” he moaned.

“I know exactly what I do to you. And you’re welcome,” Dawn said with one of her rare little smiles.

She actually LOVED fucking her demonic boyfriend’s big blue dick. He was fairly hung while small for an oni which meant he was perfect for a short girl like her. But when it came to his pleasure, nothing got him off like knowing or seeing her fucking somebody else. And she liked to think of herself as a generous lover.

So when a halfling and an orc came in after tossing some beers into the trash outside, Len could see her snakes perk up again. She strolled back to the counter and crossed her legs seductively.

“Welcome to M.C.’s. Could I tempt you boys with something filling?”

Her droning dull voice perked up slightly. It was rare for Dawn to give a damn about anything but her phone or her boyfriend, so it was still pretty low and droning.

“Hell yea. Can we get two… no, four double fishers and a jumbo fry…” the orc rattled off.

Dawn raised a puzzle eyebrow, then slid behind the counter. She started typing in the order.

“Suuuure… anything else? Anything more… carnal?”

“Like… like a circus?” the halfling muttered.

Dawn rolled her eyes like she had years of experience.

“I’m saying if you wanted… Ugh! Look, I’ll fuck you both right now if he gets to watch!”

The gorgon pointed impatiently at Len sitting at one of the side tables. He waved and smiled casually at them.

“Ohhh! So this is a cuck thing!” the drunk halfling realized.

“Don’t be so reductive. He likes it when I’m enjoying myself, whether it's with others and…”

“Yep. Cuck thing,” the halfling confirmed.

“Yea, look. I’m good and buzzed but I keep NTR blocked on myTittybooru profile. I’m not getting into that,” the orc dismissed.

“And I’m gay as they come, so can we just do the sandwiches thing? And two sodas!”

Dawn gave them one of her best blank-faced glares. When that didn’t seem to jar them, she itched at her eye to slip out one of her contact lenses. She wasn’t much for eye contact with strangers out of sheer indifference but she still used the specialized lenses that blocked gorgon petrification. A quick glance and suddenly two new statues decorated the lobby.

“They can wait,” she huffed, folding her arms as she stomped out back to the kitchen.

Len followed her back as she started grabbing their order. The big blue oni rubbed her skinny shoulders before his fingers slid up to run through her hair. Even the stoic goth visibly relaxed and shuddered at the intimate massage. The snake-like hair instinctively rubbed up against his hands in return. Not many people went probing around gorgon hair, even with the piercings effectively binding their mouths shut, so her head was a definite sweet spot for her.

“Relax, babe. It’s a tough world out there. Bad shit’ll keep on happening.”

“Well APPARENTLY not bad enough that strangers won’t fuck me in front of my boyfriend,” Dawn huffed, even if she’d clearly calmed down from before.

“Don’t worry about it.”

The big blue boyfriend wrapped his arms around her from behind and lifted her up in a hug. She dangled limply like a cat in his arms but her snakes kept giving her appreciation away with their affectionate rubbing. He hugged her tightly until she felt his bulge against her backside.

“You wanna spit in their food?” Len offered sweetly.

Dawn’s snakes gave a quick wiggle of interest.

“I’ve got a better idea…”

The short gorgon reached behind her and down Len’s pants. Her petite hands wrapped around his meaty cock and lightly stroked it.

“I really was hoping for some bigger, BETTER dick than yours… but if I really HAVE to…”

Len moaned as her painted nails dragged gently over his skin, as if punishing him for making Dawn get him off. It only got the oni harder as his cock swelled to fill her hand up and then some.

“You’re so lucky you’re my type. Like I’d put up with that sorry dick in any other case. You think I want that big clumsy womb-breaker when I’ve got enough customers to run a train on me?” she purred to him.

Len moaned and squeezed her tighter, which made her jerk him off faster in turn. Dawn slid out of his grasp and knelt in front of him, unzipping his jeans to reveal his shaft. She tugged them the rest of the way down, giving Len’s leaking hardon an appraising look. Her hair couldn’t resist bumping up against it, barely teasing it with the touch of the slender tendrils.

“Still such a disappointment,” Dawn signed, her hot breath breezing over his meaty cock.

She glanced up to make sure Len shut his eyes in pleasure. Sure that he was enjoying her berating, she planted a black-lipped kiss on his cockhead. It twitched and leaked a glob of precum in its silent, messy reply.

“But it’ll do.”

Dawn thrust her face into his crotch, wolfing down his cock in a smooth stroke of her mouth. Len grunted and gripped the edge of her work station, steadying himself as she bobbed her head, her small tongue flicking around the edges of where her mouth met his dick. It tickled all over its front while her hair snakes reached out, probing around his thighs and balls with their cool pierced tips. Len breathed heavier as he humped her face, fitting as much as he could into the smaller girl’s mouth. She glanced up at him with an unimpressed expression. With a wet slurp she drew her head back.

“Are you seriously cumming already? This is why you’re never enough to satisfy me, you know,” she scoffed dryly.

“Oh fuck,” Len panted, edging closer as her snakes kept on limply trying to wrap around his spit-slick cock.

“Oh fuck, I’m sorry. Sorry I can’t please you. Oh god, please don’t leave me hanging…”

Dawn ran a single finger over its edge. She mostly teased him because he wanted her to, but she did like watching him squirm.

“Mayyybe… on one condition.”

Once she spelled out her terms, they were back out in the lobby. Dawn positioned herself in front of the orcish customer, sitting on the countertop with her ass grinding against the petrified customer. Even as she rubbed her bare green booty against him, Len was at her front fucking her pussy. Her legs were spread out comfortably, as if permitting him to plow her with his big blue oni dick just so that it pushed her further back against the orc. Her snakes kept acting as a tell, slowly bobbing towards Len and rewarding him with their tiny bumps of affection while Dawn hammed it up for their unaware partner.

“Ohhhh yes. Oh fuck, he’s so good,” she droned, raising her forever bored voice in as passively passionate a tone as she could get.

“Mm, that’s it. Help me fuck this better rando than you with your uselessly big pushbroom of a dick! You’re so good at almost pleasing me so he can finish pounding my ass. Mmmm, I need his rock hard rod in me.”

“That’s… that’s just cuz he’s a statue, right?” Len panted a bit hopefully.

“Of course not. Keep going so he can actually make me cum,” she scolded him impatiently.

Len shuddered as she delivered the perfectly punishing reply. He kept pounding away at the short green girl. She wasn’t small or stretchy enough to pass for a goblin, but he could still see the faintly shifting bulge of his oni cock in her lower belly. She writhed and ran her hands over the orc behind her, biting her lip as she pretended her real arousal was coming from him instead of her boyfriend. Their mix of tsundere femdom and pseduo-cucking drove her rebelious boyfriend wild and he took it out on Dawn, hammering her rapidly soaking pussy. Her arousal kept his thick dick pounding away at her smoothly while acting as a contrary balm for her cutting words.

“Yes… fuck… he’s so good. So much better. He gets me right… right… AHHHNNF~!”

Dawn bucked her hips at an awkward, stilted pace as thrust out at Len. They pushed until he pushed into the very depths of her pussy, making his cock’s tip swell and push at the skin around her womanhood. Her lensed eyes widened and her snakes contorted, tangling themselves up as they stiffened or curled up. Her pussy clenched around the already tightly stuffed cock, filling herself up as much as she could so that her gushing orgasm could barely trickle past his dick.

Dawn’s head spun with her brain floating in ecstasy, but her fluttering eyes briefly recognized Len’s heavy, struggling breathing as he focused on her pleasure over his.

“You’re allowed to cum for helping!” she blurted out.

She immediately felt his hot jizz pump out into her. The already tight space that was her pussy was further overpopulated as his cum made the subtle bulge in her stomach swell out even more. Dawn gasped as her pussy muscles throbbed and strained to contain all the cum and flesh inside her. Her golden eyes rolled back against her eyeliner as her jaw dropped open, her bland expression now dumbstruck. She felt like an overflowing water balloon as the building pressure pushed against her slick g-spot, making her tense up and cum again.

“Fuck… fuck you’re… I mean HE’S gonna break my clit like this!” she squeaked out tensely.

Len finally withdrew, letting Dawn emit a huge groan of relief. The sloppy messy of sexual juices flooded out of her as she laid back on the counter, panting and leaking all over.

“Glad I could help,” Len laughed breathlessly.

Dawn nodded as her snakes fell limp beside her head, just as drained as the rest of her.

“You helped a little,” she muttered, doing her best to play coy to the end.

Len nodded and leaned over, kissing her dark lips. She moaned softly and leaned into it, quietly making out with her boyfriend on the sloppy register.

“Thanks for playing along,” he sighed to her.

Dawn just smiled and nodded quietly.

“So what do we do about all this?”

The demonic boyfriend nodded upward, indicating the statued customers and the messy checkout area.

“Oh this? It’s no problem. Grab a fresh jizz rag from the bucket and I’ll get their food. They won’t care if it’s cold.”

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“Hey! Dumbasses.”

Dawn snapped her fingers in front of the customers’ faces. The two drunks reeled as their minds caught up to reality. Being turned to stone was very fixable with a gorgon’s bite, and when they came back their minds and bodies processed everything super fast to catch up to what they’d missed. The boys looked around in confusion, still in their boozy daze.

“I’ve been calling your order for the last twenty seconds. You want them or not?”

The orc blinked a few times, looking between Dawn, the food and Len. He had moved back to exactly where he had been sitting, giving them another smile and a wave.

“Uh… wow. Yea,” the orc finally decided.

They took their things and left, still scratching their heads. Dawn hopped the counter again and sat back down with her boyfriend.

“I’m still surprised you didn’t want me to cum in their food,” the oni said with a shrug.

Dawn shrugged as she scooted up next to him in the booth.

“If they were drunk enough to miss the fact that I stoned them, they probably wouldn’t notice your secret sauce. And besides… just because you like sharing doesn’t mean it’s the other way around.”

She took his hand and squeezed it in one of hers. The other hand grabbed and squeezed his bulge posessively.

“Do whatever you want with me, but you’re all mine.”

Len smiled and kissed her on the head, getting a skittish little peppering of kisses from her snakes.

“You want to sit around not talking while we make edgy posts and criticize strangers for doing the same thing?”

Dawn shivered against him as if the suggestion had made her cum again.

“Fuck yea…” she sighed before they engaged in their mutual vow of silent brooding.

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