desertpaladin
Supernova
- Joined
- May 31, 2009
Lance Stewart sighed as he dusted off the counters and finished putting the last pieces of the stock back on the wall in their proper places. He knew it was strange, it had not been long ago when he had just been some cashier at a Home Depot and now he owned... well his own adult video store. Not exactly what he had in mind but when his uncle passed and had no kids to give it to, or maybe he just wanted one last laugh at the half breed that was in his family. Giving a small sigh he wondered if that was why business seemed a bit slow, he wouldn't put it past humans to be like that though he had to admit it was better than his dad. Dragons fell into different groups, his dad was one of the metallic dragons, ones that drew their power from ancient sources rather than elemental dragons. High and proud he was able to shift between a full dragon form and a human form which had him meet his mother and one drunken night ended up with him. His father ignored his mother when she told him the news and well... you can guess the rest up until Lance's birth. As such he often hated his dragon side with a passion, something which often lead him to cover much of his body with big pants and loose hoodies since the dragon parts of him were quite noticeable.
Lance was not bad looking though despite these changes from a normal mortal appearance. He had his mother's hazel eyes and brown hair which was often cut short or it seemed to almost naturally spike itself which he always found odd. His human looks almost seemed to vanish there as the sides of his head had scales instead of skin, his ears more finlike in appearance and pointed. The scales shone a brilliant silvery color as well which made them hard to hide from the world when he showed them and they ran along the rest of his body which also gained it's own attention. Standing at 7' tall he was very well built, between musclebound and athletic he would be considered quite the catch by human standards if not for the scales all over. His hands and feet too also looked like a hybrid, still having the overall shape of a humans they kept a claw like look that a dragon would have. He had a tail as well though he tried to hide it as a belt or just hide it in his pants and his wings were almost permanently strapped to his back as it made people uneasy when he showed off too much of his draconic self.
Maybe that was what made him do it... Various monster governments around the world had set up talks with the human governments about cultural exchange programs. Sending humans to monster communities and vice versa. He hoped that maybe they would send him a monster girl, he knew the idea was perverted but maybe a girl like that could understand where he is coming from, and possibly even become romantically involved. He hoped for that because what human was going to want him? Monsters were less of the term than the humans that called them that in so many ways. Giving a sigh he heard a knock on the door and grumbled "Customers already?" as he moved toward the door, his claw like feet making light scratching noises on the tile floor as shoes were impossible with the feet that he had. Opening the door, long sharp tipped fingers still holding the handle as he leaned out seeing the person there was dressed nice, a black suit as he said "Sorry, but we don't open for another hour..." The person gave a small smile and a small chuckle as he said "No sir, you're Mr. Stewart right? Mr. Lance Stewart?" "Yeees..." Lance responded looking at a large couple of black vans as he moved a bit outside now looking worried "I didn't... do something wrong did I?" The man shook his head "no sir... your tenants have arrived though... the cultural exchange program" the man said to remind Lance as Lance felt his jaw hit the floor and his hood fell back as easily 6 of the most beautiful monster girls he had ever seen came from the vans, each holding bags or things of their own as he shook his head and closed his eyes trying to regain his thoughts as his second head was clearly telling him what he should be doing to them.
"Sorry but there must be some mistake... I mean does this place look big enough for 6 other people to be living there?" He pointed to the second story of the shop. Ok so Lance's apartment before had not been better... ok it was worse but the place above had one master bedroom, a guest room which his uncle had made into a workout room which he was still trying to clear out so it was now empty. One bathroom and one big room which combined the kitchen, dining room, and living/family room all into one. Heck when he had told the agency about his move and how it was above a store like this he had expected to have no one live there with him but 6... 6!!! He was clearly stunned as the man just shrugged and said "make it work somehow, you are responsible for them after all" and with that he and a couple others got back into the vans, telling the ladies goodbye and leaving Lance standing there stunned. The door open to the adult video store, screens on and actually showing some of the merchandise of human on human couples, no monster/human or monster/monster stuff in stock yet, and well the stank that seemed to be in all those kinds of shops, not that it was not clean by any means. Hell he was sure they would hate the upstairs too as while it was clean the place was very bare, minimal furniture, hell there were only 2 seats for the dining room table. Fuck what was he going to do?
Lance was not bad looking though despite these changes from a normal mortal appearance. He had his mother's hazel eyes and brown hair which was often cut short or it seemed to almost naturally spike itself which he always found odd. His human looks almost seemed to vanish there as the sides of his head had scales instead of skin, his ears more finlike in appearance and pointed. The scales shone a brilliant silvery color as well which made them hard to hide from the world when he showed them and they ran along the rest of his body which also gained it's own attention. Standing at 7' tall he was very well built, between musclebound and athletic he would be considered quite the catch by human standards if not for the scales all over. His hands and feet too also looked like a hybrid, still having the overall shape of a humans they kept a claw like look that a dragon would have. He had a tail as well though he tried to hide it as a belt or just hide it in his pants and his wings were almost permanently strapped to his back as it made people uneasy when he showed off too much of his draconic self.
Maybe that was what made him do it... Various monster governments around the world had set up talks with the human governments about cultural exchange programs. Sending humans to monster communities and vice versa. He hoped that maybe they would send him a monster girl, he knew the idea was perverted but maybe a girl like that could understand where he is coming from, and possibly even become romantically involved. He hoped for that because what human was going to want him? Monsters were less of the term than the humans that called them that in so many ways. Giving a sigh he heard a knock on the door and grumbled "Customers already?" as he moved toward the door, his claw like feet making light scratching noises on the tile floor as shoes were impossible with the feet that he had. Opening the door, long sharp tipped fingers still holding the handle as he leaned out seeing the person there was dressed nice, a black suit as he said "Sorry, but we don't open for another hour..." The person gave a small smile and a small chuckle as he said "No sir, you're Mr. Stewart right? Mr. Lance Stewart?" "Yeees..." Lance responded looking at a large couple of black vans as he moved a bit outside now looking worried "I didn't... do something wrong did I?" The man shook his head "no sir... your tenants have arrived though... the cultural exchange program" the man said to remind Lance as Lance felt his jaw hit the floor and his hood fell back as easily 6 of the most beautiful monster girls he had ever seen came from the vans, each holding bags or things of their own as he shook his head and closed his eyes trying to regain his thoughts as his second head was clearly telling him what he should be doing to them.
"Sorry but there must be some mistake... I mean does this place look big enough for 6 other people to be living there?" He pointed to the second story of the shop. Ok so Lance's apartment before had not been better... ok it was worse but the place above had one master bedroom, a guest room which his uncle had made into a workout room which he was still trying to clear out so it was now empty. One bathroom and one big room which combined the kitchen, dining room, and living/family room all into one. Heck when he had told the agency about his move and how it was above a store like this he had expected to have no one live there with him but 6... 6!!! He was clearly stunned as the man just shrugged and said "make it work somehow, you are responsible for them after all" and with that he and a couple others got back into the vans, telling the ladies goodbye and leaving Lance standing there stunned. The door open to the adult video store, screens on and actually showing some of the merchandise of human on human couples, no monster/human or monster/monster stuff in stock yet, and well the stank that seemed to be in all those kinds of shops, not that it was not clean by any means. Hell he was sure they would hate the upstairs too as while it was clean the place was very bare, minimal furniture, hell there were only 2 seats for the dining room table. Fuck what was he going to do?