Faggots' Days with Monster Gurls

They traveled with incident for the next few minutes, there were a few close calls with some people driving to and from work, and the city transit making a sudden turn towards them. Still, Priscilla had managed to stay hidden with her using the snow as camo and hiding within the darkness. Ironically it wasn’t the giantess who seem to be drawing attention to them, but it was instead Red as he was having trouble skulking the night. Many people looked at him with suspicion, like what kind of man who audibly run in the shadows of early morning? Except for maybe a small time criminal such as a thief.

“We’re almost there, my place is just around the corner.” Red said in between breathes, he was having trouble standing as he was bent forward with his hands on his knees, The Giant stopped feeling worried for the small man, as he seem to be in perfect health other than being out of shape.

“Red, may I suggest something to you?” Priscilla asked as she leaned against the brick wall of a building, doing her best to blend into the shadows and snow.

“Yeah, sure.” Red wheezed out as he continued to labour his breathing.

“I don’t mean to offend, but after some time I a thought came into my mind from I have witnessed from you.” She said as she scanned the alleyway across the road, satisfied that no one spying on them she continued. “What I am going to suggest may wound your pride.”

“Ugh, don’t worry I don’t get offended easily.” The shorter one said this time with much ease than before. “Just say what’s on your mind.” Red then wiped off the sweat on his forehead, feeling quite gross and cold from the sweat that built up on his back.

“You need to exercise more, you’ve demonstrated that you clearly not fit.” She said without pause. Silence grew between the two, it would’ve been awkward yet Red didn’t seem to care of what she has said.

After a couple minutes Red’s breathing has calmed itself. “Heh, I know that already, just haven’t really gotten around to keeping myself in shape.” He then twisted his back from left to right, his back popping at every twist. He stopped after a few moments, muttering how good that felt. Priscilla was a little grossed out from what he had done, like what kind of sane person would purposefully cause their back to crack?

“What do you mean Red? You look to be a young able bodied man, shouldn’t you be somewhat fit from the labour you do for your keep, and tax?” Priscilla questioned, wondering why would a should be able young man not be in shape? Surely all the work he does would atleast be taxing on his body, strengthening him over the course of his work.

“Nope, where I work at being in shape is not a requirement.” Red simply answered as he checked the time on his watch.

“Odd, what do you do to make ends meet?”

“I’m a student.”

“That doesn’t answer the question Red.” Priscilla said with a raised eyebrow, Red thought it looked a little odd with the scales being where her eyebrows should’ve been, if she were a human. The fine hairs on her forehead also helps to make it all the more odder, but he’s not bothered by it, as it’s how she is and that’s fine..

“”I’m an assistant to a professor, and I also teach classes on occasion.” Red answered, thinking of when he’ll start feeling tired. It’s gonna be a pain in the ass to be in class once he starts feeling sleepy. In fact, he’s already starting to feel tired. “C’mon, it won’t take us more than a minute to get to my place.” With one more glance down the path they would take, Red took off in a sprint. Priscilla spent a couple more moments looking around themselves, just as she was about to exit the alleyway and chase after Red, she spotted a flash that came from a window. A window that was a couple dozen yards away from her. She thought nothing of it, thinking it was one of the street lights reflecting off a window.

She took off and once more silently ran without making any amount of noise, still there was a concern for the huge tracks she was making. Hopefully her fluffy tail would make it look as though a low walking, furry animal was walking here instead a giant person. She was quick to catch up to Red, and kept pace with him with ease that made the man jealous of her.

“We’re here, and thankfully no one has spotted you.” Red said as they stopped at a small building, a little run down but it looked nice. Unlike the streets they were at this street was lined with small two story apartments along with the occasional single floored. The roof looked new and the windows visibly were barricade, as they had iron security bars. Red panted as he walked up the four step stairs, made his way across the small patio and fished out his keys.

“Red, there’s a slight issue with your plan.”

“Yeah? How so?”

“It’s gonna be a tight squeeze getting through you door…”

“Ah… well, I’m sure we can squeeze you on in, I know there’s just enough room for you to lay comfortably in the place… Sitting tho? That’s gonna make your back feel sore after a while.” With that he opened the door, and made work to accommodate his guest by moving furniture out of the way, to make as much room as he can for Priscilla. She gave him an odd look before she begun inspecting the door.

“This is most likely going to break something…” She insisted as she began trying to wiggle into the house.

“Now take it easy, let’s not-”

“I’m stuck.” She interrupted, squirming uncomfortably as her fur was being pulled by the door frame.

“Okay, okay please calm down before you break the frame...Let me think…I’ve got it!” He shouted as he ran into the house.

“What is it?” She cried out, somewhat in pain and somewhat annoyed.

“If we use some butter, we might be able to slide you into the house; sure it might be messy but at least you won’t break anything...I hope…Please let TV be right for once.” He pleaded as he searched for some butter while she grunted and huffed in pain.

“Red, that sounds asinine! Wait, I think I’ve got it, just a little more…” She complained with a scowl before feeling something give.

“Wait, before you go forcing your way in think about-” Red was interrupted however, as when he bolted back into the front of the house he saw her slam inside, breaking the door frame and the door in the process. White painted wood and glass covered the floor as Red suppressed a scream of anger.

“...Ops.” She meekly responded, her expression of embarrassment heightened by the flakes of paint and rubble on her face.

“God damn it…” Red cussed with his head in his hands, dropping the butter as he wondered how much the repairs would cost.

“Sorry, but I wasn’t going to wait for you to rub butter into my fur.” She defended, grossed out at the idea of rubbing butter into her hair and body to maybe squeeze through.

“Gah, the butter probably wouldn’t work anyway…” Red muttered, glaring at the fucked up door frame. “Well, you’re inside so that’s something.”

“Your home is...Quaint.” Priscilla complemented, trying to ignore how laughably small it was given her size.

“Yeah, sorry about the low roof...God, how the hell am I going to fix this mess?” Red asked rhetorically, as he looked up at the ceiling. “I can barely afford ramen on my budget, and now this shit?” He continued, freaking out and worrying Priscilla.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure we can figure something out...If you want, I could aid you in rebuilding it?” She tried to calm, patting Red on the back and in doing so almost knocking him over.

“No it’s okay, I don’t even really know how I’d fix it...Shit, I’d need a contractor or something…And how the hell would I hide you from him?” Red mused, alarmed and agitated beyond belief.

“I’m sure we could figure something out.” She countered, unsure herself, with a half hearted smile.

“Yeah, but I’d rather figure that shit out sooner rather than later.” He stated, irked how how shitty ‘first contact’ was going. “I’ll figure something out later, right now I should probably find you somewhere to-”

“Holy shit, Red! You okay?!” Someone interrupted, shouting from outside, and was soon followed by the sound of jogging. Rushing to the door, Red barred the new guy from getting in.

“Oh! Hey loose! What’s, uh, what’s up?” Red asked, trying to act natural while sweating bullets as he leaned on the door frame.

“Um, nothing much...You okay? You seem...Really frazzled or something, you need to chill.” The Aussie asked, his freakishly long hair and grubby clothes making him look like a bum compared to his decent looking neighbour.

“I’m chill, plenty chill even! Y-You’re the one who needs to be more chill. Anyways, what’s wrong?” Red defended with excessive zeal, before realising how insane he sounded and tried to act normal.

“Well, I was going to check the mail and it turned out I got some of your junk, again, and then I noticed your front door was fuckin’ gone. Thought someone had busted into steal some...I don’t know what you’ve got that’s worth a lot, star trek uniforms? Either way, thought I should check on ya...You got a husky or something” He explained, looking into the house and noticing all the white hair on the floor, before handing him his mail.

“Oh, thanks! H-Heh, yeah I just got a husky! It’s uh...Shedding.” Red tried to bluff, confusing Loose.

“Really? Shedding in this time of year? A’ight then, if you say so. Yeah, sorry about the mail; I swear, that dumb cunt never learns.” Loose asked, suspicious of his lie, before going back to the normal banter.

“Hah, yeah I know what you mean! So, you gonna go home or?” Red none too subtly asked, hoping to shoo away the neighbour while he heard Priscilla shuffle in the background.

“Well, I can’t rightly leave ya like this with ya door all fucked, I could fix this up for ya; want me to bring over some tools or-”

“NO, no that’s fine Loose!” Red snapped, causing Priscilla to jump and knock over a lamp.

“What the hell was that-”

“Just the dog, heh, she’s a real big dog! Heh…” He clarified, hoping the scruffy prick would leave soon.

“...A’ight, you say so. Just, ah, keep an eye out for robbers or anything; some proper dickheads ‘round here.” His neighbour cautioned before strutting off, no doubt going to do something stupid or get high again. As he stepped off the property, he let out a massive sigh of relief and crashed back into his couch. “That was too damn close…”

“Did you call me a dog?” Priscillia asked, offended at his comments, causing Red to groan.