The queen of the Zoras, the highly revered Queen Ruto, sat in her throne room and conspired with her husband, the hero Link. As the leader of the Zoras, she had taken great care to uphold the age-old traditions that came with the position. The most obvious of these traditions was to exemplify the prosperity of her people with her own body. Opulence became corpulence, and Ruto wore it with great pride.
Her belly sagged down from her high throne, parting the waterfall that ran below her. Pale blue

It took little convincing to get a date with Ciel-senpai. Even just mentioning the word “date” was enough to persuade her. It was really cute, seeing her blush like that. She’ll probably kill me later for skipping our study session, but that’s not important right now.
I nearly lost track of the time as we walked the streets together, idly chatting about this and that. It was already lunchtime. “Shall we stop by someplace quick?” she says, looking at a fast foo

“Link! Come here, quick, it’s important!”
The young Hylian’s ears perked up. Malon must have started lactating again. He rushed over to the barn, where Malon usually grazed.
There she was, in the middle of the barn, laying atop her custom-made mattress. She spent almost all of the day comfortably resting there. Her hands (and her stomach) were never empty, whether she was gulping down heavy cream or devouring fatty steaks. Such things were easy to come by at the ranch, an

Loosely based on Touhou 6 ~ Embodiment of Scarlet Devil, all characters depicted as being 18+ years old
Notes:
Youkai: A demon of Japanese folklore.
Miko: A Japanese shrine maiden.
Gensokyo: A fantastical realm isolated from the outside world, where humans and youkai both live in peace (most of the time). Hakurei Shrine maintains the border of Gensokyo, watched by its diligent maiden.
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The maiden of Hakurei Shrine swung her legs back and forth as she sat atop the shrine’s stairs. The

Warning: This story does not at all accurately depict either zombies or werewolves.
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I am a werewolf. A mistress of the night, a wandering beast that yields to none.
...well, that’s not really the truth. I’m only part werewolf. I’m really not too different from your average girl: I go to work, I rent out an apartment in the middle of town, and I read books in my spare time. The worst it gets is during the full moon, of course. My hair, teeth and nails grow a bit longer for