Thanksgiving Special (Patreon)

You were happy to comply when your centaur manager had asked about your customs and traditions. The Monster Hotel wanted to embrace human culture and make its only human employee feel at home.

Thus, with Thanksgiving approaching, you decided to prepare some Earthly dishes for the monstrous staff and guests. The manager loved the idea; you could see his eyes light up as you narrated the meals.

You enter the grand hall, marveling at the decorations and carefully crafted arrangements. Then, you place your mashed potatoes on the...otherwise empty table.

"Huh? Where's the rest of the food?"

"Food?"

The centaur stares at you. In return, your tilt your head in confusion.

"Well, yes, why else...Why else is everyone here?"

Oh. Oh. Truth be told, they had different plans. The grand feast advertised outside was, as a matter of fact, you. It's been a herculean task to sort through the hundreds of guests and visitors who begged to be able to breed you. Only the select few were eventually invited to this exclusive event.

Can you say no to those pleading eyes? Everyone is eager to start.