Dusk sighed as he returned to his desk. The night had gone by without a hitch. Not many people came by the Brothel tonight. It was mainly him in the front room wearing this suit and exploring the computer. His fingers were messing with the keyboard—however, not much to do except with his thoughts.

"Just what the hell am I doing? I'm running a Brothel, and I have no idea what I'm doing… I mean, I feel more like a front desk man, showing people what room to go to, and then they have sex." He sighed, muttering under his breath, his head hanging low as he just felt annoyed. Hell, Dusk was sure most people would kill to be in his position. He was working with some beautiful woman, not a care in the world. But Dusk, he felt frustrated. He wasn't sure what he was going to do. But at the moment, he was just typing away. His eyes on the clock as he realized it was close to midnight. His whistle was dry, and he needed a drink.

"Fuck it." He muttered as he turned off, leaving the front desk, and decided to get himself a drink. He followed down the hall to where the bar was. He noticed sitting behind the bar counter was a young fella, short blond hair wearing a tight shirt. Dusk headed over and sat at the table.

"Hey, might if I get a beer. Been a long time."

"No problem, Mr. Shine, a beer was coming right up." The barkeep said as they reached down under the bar table, grabbing a beer, placing it in front of Dusk. He uncapped it and took a drink—the bitter taste running down his throat as he took a few gulps and put it down.

"So, what's your name?" He eventually asked the Bartender, figuring he might as well get to know a few of the residence in the mansion.

"Oh, The names Braeburn, I'm the residential Incubus." Braeburn reached over, grabbing a glass polishing it up while the two of them sat there,

"Huh, You don't look like an Incubus, aren't Incubus suppose to look well, you know manly."

"That's a stereotype. Plus, I got the short end of the stick, I guess." Braeburn mumbled while rubbing the back of his head, his cheeks turning a little red, clearly embarrassed by such a comment.

"Ahh, ok, well, look at the time I really should get back." Dusk took another drink of his beer, feeling the tension between them that a butter knife could've cut it. Dusk also realized he needed to get going back to the front. Just in case there were any more customers. Dusk sighed while turning away, holding the long neck bottle, and headed off to the show.

A woman was standing there, a bit more of a heavyset girl, with crows feet on the side, as she looked exhausted,

"Is there something I could do to help you?" Dusk asked, though, before he could say anything else. The woman looked at him with an almost comprehensive eye and ran off. He was leaving Luke on his own.

"This is just going to be a long night." A mumble as he sat back, getting more comfortable as he waited for another customer.

The rest of the night seemed to go by without a hitch, a customer every so often though a couple of them, not doing much. He had to throw one out cause they refused to pay before they met the girl. But it seemed Bulk took care of them, and Dusk learned they had a gigantic Cyclops who took care of the non-paying customers, with a smile on his face.

Though other than that, the night was pretty much boring, and it reached around two in the morning. He simply decided to call it a night. As he locked the door and let Celestia know. He remembers her words,

"Sounds good. Normally weekdays are a bit slower, but watch out for the weekend. It'll get much wilder." That was what she told him before taking her jacket and heading out. Dusk thought he saw a tail slip away, but before he could mention anything, she was gone.

"I swear I don't think I'll ever get used to this." He shuffled up the stairs, tired as he held the rails. She imagined what he might do. He joked maybe he could have one of the girls come by and spend the night- though a turning feeling in his gut told him no.

"Maybe someday, but not now." He grunted as he rubbed his stomach. Dusk would continue walking towards his room. The small bits of growls running over him when he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulders. He turned around, seeing who it might've been that want to talk to, but when he did. He saw Nothing- As regular Dusk was all alone.

"It must've been a ghost…" he mumbled as he headed off towards his room. A sight of pink slime, drooling from the ground away, as Dusk rolled his eyes. He imagined he might've needed to clean the slime up later but decided to wait until morning.

Dusk bounded towards the door, locking it behind him as he took a long deep breath, and fell onto the bed. He laid there alone with his thoughts for a good few minutes. But a small itching part of himself couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching him still.

The morning didn't seem to come fast enough for him as he pulled himself out of bed with a hard grunt. His back popping while he wondered what the day had in plan for him—looking over towards the side. This was when he realized that it was Saturday. He had a chance to do a few things before that night's work. He planned on working on his Charger.

"I think I'll have to fix the radiator, Might need to solder it. I think I saw a soldering kit over in the garage." He wondered to himself as he looked over, seeing some of the clothes placed down for him. He suspected it was from that Sunset Shimmer and began putting them on. A long sigh,

"I really should talk to her about bringing me clothes." He mumbled some, figuring that it would be a conversation for another day. He began heading downstairs for dinner. He was leading to the stairs when suddenly he heard a crashing right above him. Dusk turned around as he looked up towards the ceiling.

"What the?" He muttered to himself as he looked there for a minute,

"Maybe it was just my imagination." He laughed some as he thought about the house and its residence though he was close to walking off when suddenly there was another pounding sound, and without warning, a ladder short fell, right in front of him.

"Holy shit!" Dusk exclaimed, feeling like he nearly shit himself. In contrast, looking at the ladder, His fingers sliding down as he examined it. The thing was old and might need to be replaced sooner or later.

Maybe I should check out what's making that noise? He wondered while moving around, seeing the hole in the ceiling. He couldn't help but wonder if he should get one of the residence to come with him but shook it off, as he didn't feel like walking back and forth just to check out a strange noise.

"Might as well." Soon Dusk began climbing up the ladder. He climbed into the attic. Now, if there was something about this attic. The inside of it looked entirely draft, as the room was filled with boxes, web's hanging from the ceiling with a couple of lightbulbs swaying back and forth. Dusk couldn't help but think of the place as a flat, even larger than his room. Though as he walked around trying to avoid knocking into one of the boxes. Who knows what might've been inside.

He walked around for a few minutes when he noticed a set of boxes on the ground on their side. Dusk rolled his eyes and imagined that was where the noise came from. Hell, he imagined maybe a mouse had run over and knocked it over by accident. Dusk would walk through, grabbing the box. He thought of holding a broom in case there was broken glass. Something for the too do list for today. But as he picked the box up, he saw noticed something.

"What the." It was small, at least the size of a fifty-cent piece. His finger was reaching over, grabbing it. Dusk adjusted it a little, letting the light reflect off of it when he noticed it was gold. Dusk looked a little closer and realized that it was a double gold Eagle.

"Holy shit is this what I think it was…" Dusk felt himself shaking. It was such a valuable coin, as he looked around for a second sneaking the coin into his pocket. Dusk quickly opened the box and realized it was filled with more coins, the shimmering of gold. Dusk's mouth watered as he imagined what one could do with all this gold.

"No, No, leave my gold alone!" Dusk suddenly dropped the box again, making a loud thump as he turned around. His hand was shooting over, wrapping around his mouth as he looked around. Dusk was sure that no one was around. There was a soft snoring sound coming from the other side of the wall of boxes, as Dusk felt his curiosity taking over. As he moved around the room. There he saw her.

She was a sight, one that was quite shocking as he looked towards her. Pure grey hair- No, It was pure white. Such a silver color, as it practically glowed in the dim light. Looking in closer, he saw that she was laying on her stomach, which was a good thing, as this mysterious woman had a pair of wings sticking out of her back and a long reptile-like tail. That seemed to wiggle. Her bed was rather shocking as she was laying on a bed of treasure: gold, diamonds, rubies, Emerald, and other bits of things that were of great value.

"Damn," though he admitted though he was slightly distracted by how her ass stuck up in the air. The woman or whatever she was was a sight. Dusk was close to sneaking out when he bumped into the box. Suddenly they began falling over, crashing loudly.

"Fuck!" Dusk muttered, jumping into the air. He turned back towards the sleeping woman and sighed in relief.

"Thank god." He sighed, figuring the creature was still asleep. He picked the boxes up and pushed them off to the side when he noticed a ruby, the way it shimmered, almost blood red, as he couldn't help himself. He reached down, grabbing it and slipping it down into his pocket. The tiny cling as it hit the gold coin.

Dusk was walking off. Little did he know that tiny clink of those precious items caused the woman's eyes to open. Stormy grey eyes, with a black slit down the middle, as the woman awoken her head raised as she looked overseeing Dusk. At this instant, the woman took in a deep breath and gave out an enormous roar.

The young man looked back, a sweat drop on his face as he saw her standing up. She was tall, that's for sure. Her tail was swaying back and forth while watching him. Those cold eyes on him were never relenting as she stared at him. Dusk stepped to the side, and her head turned towards him. Suddenly her tongue shot out for a second. The long thin fork tongue jittering, as Dusk felt his heart racing.

I am in deep shit. He thought and did the only thing he could do. He made a break for it. She ran towards the hole in the wall, accidentally bumping into the boxes, knocking them down. The boxes containing precious jewels and cash. Which only made the woman roar louder as she followed right behind him. Dusk didn't bother going down the latter and jumped down the hole. He hissed in pain as he began running down the hallway. He listened to the loud crash.

"My Treasure!" Dusk listened to her, screaming as he moved down the hall, making a quick turn as he entered the foyer. He turned noticed a couple of the girls, one that looked as though she went through a sewing machine, the other one with, that made him think of a crystal walking down the stairs by him. Looking at him with concern as he grabbed their side,

"Run, there's a crazy naked woman on the loose!" Though they looked at him confused till they heard the roaring, their eyes widened, looking behind them and suddenly running off. One screaming,

"Don't let her get me. The last time she caught me, I was stuck in that attic for a month!" they were screaming their heads off. Dusk's eyes widened as he suddenly ran down the stairs faster. Suddenly he saw Celestia, who was at the bottom of the stairs.

"What in the hell is going on? I see Rebecca and Crystal screaming their heads off, saying, and she's on the run! Explain." Celestia muttered, practically grabbing Dusk by the shoulders as he Looks deep breaths, his chest feeling heavy as he tried catching his breath.

"My Treasure!" Suddenly the roar appeared from up the stairs, heavy pounding.

"What did you do?!" Celestia asked, looking at Dusk annoyed,

"Nothing. I heard a noise in the attic, and I went to check it out. I saw this girl and just decided to leave her be."

"Did you take anything, touch anything!" She asked, concerned and more freaked out,

"I picked up a coin and a Ruby, I mean, they were just on the ground," Dusk muttered, more shocked as he wasn't sure what to say, as his heart pounded.

"Do you still have them? Please tell me you didn't Drop them." Her eyes widened as they looked overseeing the shadow. Dusk saw it also at the corner of his eyes. It wasn't a small thing he saw before. It was big, it was large, and he could practically smell the electricity in the air.

"Yeah, it's in my pocket."

"You-you're going to need to give it back. She hates when people mess with her treasure; just do it!"

Dusk didn't need to be told twice as he reached over his fingers, fumbling in his pockets as he grabbed the ruby and gold coin.

"Give it back to her now!" Her voice screaming as she let go of him. She seemed close to throwing him across the room. Dusk looked back, his heart pounding louder. Suddenly he watched as a head begin appearing as it moved down. His eyes widened as he looked towards it. The head was large horns arising from atop like the horns of a ram. His breathing harder. Every primal instinct was telling him to run. Telling him, he was endangered. But he forced himself to stand, holding his place. He realized what he was looking at from drawings in fairy tales and movies.

He was looking at a god damn- Mother Fucking Dragon!

"I-I’m sorry!” he muttered, holding the treasure out, as the Dragon woman looked at her electricity forming in her eyes.

“You dare steal from me!” she growled louder as if she was ready to strike at him.

“I didn’t know, ok! I’ve only owned this place for a couple of days. How was I supposed to know I wasn’t supposed to touch gold or ruby’s in the attic.”

The Dragon snarled more, looking pissed as it climbed down the stairs, its enlarged body stomping down. Dusk couldn’t help but think it was better than an Elephant. Its wings were sticking out.

“You should never touch what belongs to me!” She snarled, though Celestia called out,

“Now, Ember come on, he didn’t know, I mean, look at him. He’s a moron, But it is my fault I should’ve warned him about you in the attic. Now let us sit down and have some breakfast.”

“I’ll have him for breakfast.” It was there Ember the Dragon raised his head the sight of electricity extending from its mouth, and Dusk did the only thing he could think of.

That was dodging right out of its way. His body was bounding off to the right, as within another second, a bolt of lighting fired at the door.

“Holy shit, woman, this is overkill!” Dusk screamed, watching the door being blown off its hinges.

“I will have justice return my treasure!” Ember screamed as she seemed to begin charging up another bolt of lightning. Dusk looked around for a second, thinking of something sharp to grab, maybe a stick, something to defend himself against the rampaging Dragon. As he looked around and suddenly an idea came to mind. In comparison, she was looking over, seeing a small blob of slime scurrying away.

“Oh, this is so going to hurt.” He muttered and decided to run towards the Dragon. He watched as Ember looked almost confused as He made a jump for it. Grab the slime. Dusk tossed it right towards the Dragon. Pinkie, screaming as it grabbed onto Embers face, Ember roaring. Her claws were holding her face trying to rip the slime from her face though it passed through while Pinkie moved around. She was confused, maybe even scared, While Dusk ran at her.

He ran at her, tossing the treasure at her and suddenly sliding in like a baseball player got right under her.

Dusk did something no one would expect, as he suddenly began scratching and rubbing Ember’s Belly. His fingers were reaching over, scratching and rubbing more. He wasn’t sure what the hell he was doing, but he was doing something,

“What the fuck are you doing!” Celestia screamed towards Dusk.

“I have no fucking idea, but I’m doing something!” He called out as he scratched and rubbed more, his heart racing, knowing if his instincts were wrong, he was a dead man. Ember roared and howled more, though that was a moment of silence as, without warning, Ember began falling off to her side and landing on her back. Dusk stood up for a minute, looking over as there seemed to be a pleasant look on her face. Or at least it appeared Dusk wasn’t sure how a happy lizard would look.

“K-Keep rubbing.” The much calmer Dragon demanded. Dusk nodded and continued rubbing his fingers, arching as he scratched and moved all over the Dragon's stomach. Without warning, he watched as it’s leg began thumping and moving back and forth.

Holy shit, it’s like rubbing a dog's belly! Dusk was shocked but kept going as he listened to Ember's grunts and moans as she was enjoying herself. After what seemed like ten or fifteen minutes, Ember found herself falling asleep.

Dusk would finally stop rubbing that scaly belly as he listened to the snoring. He wasn’t sure what to say as he pulled away; Ember snored as she began slowly shrinking before returning to its more feminine figure. Her naked breast was bounding out as Ember snored. Dusk couldn’t help but admit this form was far cuter.

Suddenly he was smacked upside the head in much more annoyance,

“Ouch… What the hell was that about!” Dusk practically demanded as he looked over towards Celestia as she rubbed her knuckles.

“That was for messing with Embers gold, and I can’t believe you did something like that!” She muttered more furious than before while Dusk grunted,

“Well, give me a break, they were laying on the ground, and I didn’t think it was going to bring forth a god damn dragon!”

“Well, you’ll learn that next time not just to grab certain things, not every girl here is nice, and Ember… Fuck, you were lucky she didn’t rip you to shreds. She loves her treasure.”

“Yeah, but maybe someone should tell her too cool it. it’s just a small bit of treasure, and from what those boxes contain, she can handle one less.”

“Please, Dragons are the original hoarders. They love their treasure and will destroy anything if someone takes even a small bit of it. They’re annoying like that.” She motioned over, picking Ember up as Dusk couldn’t help but think,

Is- is she pouring? He wasn’t sure what to say as he couldn’t look Celestia in the eyes,

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think it was going to cause so much trouble.”
“It’s fine, and you don’t need to keep being sorry. You didn’t know. But remember, you are here to protect the girls as much as you can. We’re all a family here. So just try not to cause trouble. Breakfast should be ready, and I’ll put our little Dragon up for her nap.” Celestia would move off, heading up the stairs. Dusk sighed and turned around, heading off to breakfast. It was clear that today was going to be such a pain in the ass.

He was heading to the kitchen when he heard a knocking on the door.

Author's Note

So yeah here's the newest chapter and I have some idea's for what happens next for the book, and I even know what monster girl is coming up next just let me know waht you think, also did you like Embers appearence if everything goes well she's going to show right back up.

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