Checking her tablet once more, Valerie felt a tingle of excitement.
Working with the tax department didn't sound like a dream job for most, and when she started a decade ago, it had been pretty darn boring. Back then however, it had been a desk job – go through reports and filings, figure out who owed what, send them a bill. Simple maths.
When the 'household population tax' was implemented six years ago, that changed real quick. Suddenly, getting an agent to make in-person visits and colle

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adjusted the front buttons on his dress shirt, finding one strangely out of place. His hair, as usual, never seemed to stay styled. As he frowned in the mirror, he figured that was a battle best left ignored.

It Didn’t End There!Today was the day. Finally, after nearly a year of hard work and preparations, Markus was ready to take his sisters out of foster care. A year ago, Markus had turned eighteen and aged out of his foster home, being emancipated. Unfortunately, he was forced to leave his sisters behind until he could provide them with a home and care. But he was lucky that housing was cheap outside the city, and that his state had a welfare program for emancipated foster kids like himself that

Krampus ComplicationsIt had finally happened. All the pain and immobility. It all finally paid off. At least, it wasn’t an issue anymore. Madison seemed more than pleased by what had happened to her. Her legs, now covered in thick, dark navy blue fur, had finally started working again. Not only that, but she’d grown, significantly. Not on the scale of a giantess, but rather all that meat and skin building up in her lower half had essentially unfolded itself about a week ago. It was the most

Zoe’s Rural ThanksgivingA flurry blew about outside the window of the farmhouse Zoe had called home for a few years now. As a kid, she only saw snow on mountaintops and on the television. Here in Montana, it just being a flurry was a blessing. She’d dealt with enough snow to last a lifetime, but it was the safest place for someone like her. Without a passport, and the recent annihilation of her hometown, Zoe’s ability to leave the country was non-existent. But up here, few cold blooded Awo