Scrolling through the endless pics and profiles of 'female' monsters, Carl began to become more and more bored with the depictions of themselves. A 'dragoness' in a brick scenery that looked hokey, a 'demoness' in red in some lingerie. All of them seemed benign and cliche, none of it seemed interesting, they certainly did pique his arousal. This was a dating app after all. Every third or fouth profiel, Carl's eyes would dash quickly to and from the tab with the large male symbol, adorned with a tongue sticking out, and a bulbous point.
Carl started to sweat.
He had never thought about it, but all the 'ladies' he had seen, hardly looked attractively in the slightest. His thumb wavering, swiping on the next profile, his eyes were now affixed to the tab. His thumb hovered over the tab. At that moment, he felt something in his loins, his pants tightening slightly, a sign from his nether region to press the button. With an indignant push, the pink UI turned to a dark, deep blue, and the search field was shown. Beneath, he saw his first two male monster profiles.
A large grinning, but furry face met carl, with a pair of geeky looking glasses and a bright almsot normal looking smile. If Carl didn't know any better, he'd have thought it was a render from a favorite game of his, and it certainly seemed so. The monster in question was a large, round faced gorilla looking fellow with the name of Bentley. Carl smirked at the first picture, it almost seemed like a mask, or maybe even a CGI render, but as he looked closer at the profile pic, the picture captured ever downward, the tank top shirt giving way to large defined pecs, and the tank top itself running out short to show a rotound gut, pudgy but not all too fat. Carl's eyes looked at the chasm between the gut and the loose shorts on to see the massive base of the gorillas cock. His face flush and red, Carl scrolled down more to see his next option.
If the last monsters gut had put Carl into a partial frenzy, the next profile pic did nothing to help. On a maple wood deck lay a tackle box, a fishing pole, and the chubby dome of round, smooth looking gut. At first, Carl had thought the picture had been doctored to look off color, but looking at the lake in the back view, the trees to the side and the correctly colored, and there in the center lie the scaly, almost fish looking gut of the monster. Compared to the tackle box and fishing pole, the male in mind was massive, a sheen on the gray gut, and a large, bulgy hand caressing the bottom portion of the gut. "Lars the Lake monster" Was what Carl read out loud, and for the first time in a long while, he almost forgot he was looking at 'fake' monsters.
There were, of course more monsters beneath these two profiles, but the slow erection in Carls pants was leading him to realize these monsters might be quite fun to personally investigate. Carl hovered his thumb over....
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