Monster Girl Mixer (Zeta House) (Sneak Peek) (Patreon)

Howdy, patrons, both new and old! Apologies for not having a story up on Saturday as is the norm, but circumstances have been a bit dicey on my end. Rest assured, I've been picking away at it when I can. The good news is that it should be up tomorrow (Monday) evening. The better news is that I have a preview for you all to whet your appetites! And don't worry, this obviously isn't something I'm charging for.

Georgia was right beside him now, folding blankets. "Wanna feel what it's like?" She murmured with a lop-sided smile. "Most guys feel it just brushing their fingertips against a girl's wool, so a touch oughta be fine if you just wanna get a taste."

Harry had to admit. He was curious. He'd heard all the warnings before about predatory girls and how they'd use whatever tricks they had to reel in guys, but. What was she going to do, cuddle him to death or something? One hip pushed out, Georgia offered a flank of fuzzy, fluffy white to his eager fingertips, but Harry still hesitated. It was just one touch.

His gaze flicked up to hers. "Pull my hand away if I yawn, OK?"

Her eyes twinkled with unspoken laughter. "OK."

He reached forward. And his fingertips touched the tuft of her wool.

Hm.

It was soft, yeah. And a little warm. But besides that, there wasn't much special about it, Harry decided. He grabbed a handful of her wool and gave it an experimental squeeze. Same as before, it was pleasant to the touch, but there didn't seem to be any noticeable effects. He clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes at her flank. "You said I'd feel it after a touch, right?"

"Right."

"Huh. Do you mind if I...?" He looked up to her again, raising another hand and bringing it to her other hip.

She shook her head with a wide smile. "Oh, not at all, hun. You just go as far as you need to. I understand it's different for everybody, so..."

Look forward to the full story tomorrow evening! That is, if I don't get too sleepy and end up nodding off at the computer...