Author's Note: I wanted to try something different from my normal style of Monster Girls. Let me know if you prefer softer stories like this or the more dominating ones.
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Valentine's Day was the absolute worst for Mark. He was single after he found his girlfriend in bed with another man a little over a year ago. Since that afternoon, he hadn't felt like dating anyone. He was content in his solitude as he took a drag from his cigarette. Most days being single didn't bother him but today he felt the accumulated loneliness from the rest of the year. He leaned against his tiny apartment balcony that overlooked the busy streets.
"At least it's better to be alone for the right reasons than with someone for the wrong reasons." He thought to himself as he tried to justify his self-imposed solitude.
Mark put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and walked back inside. He considered going to the bar but thought better of it as the only people there would be couples and unfortunate souls like himself. He took off his shirt and laid down on his couch. He felt a cool breeze but he paid it no mind. He turned on some music to help get his mind off the wretched holiday.
He closed his eyes as he fully immersed himself into the music. He was envisioning a cold place, far from the mundane world he knew. He thought of being the villain of some fantasy world in an icy castle. He chuckled to himself as he thought of having an Ice Queen as his wife. Together the two would conquer the land. Their love wouldn't be of the boring, traditional kind. They would be equals, each driven for their goals and unstoppable in their ambition. Mark grinned as he got more and more in depth with his personal fantasy.
His wife would be cold to all who opposed them. But to him she would be kind but assertive in what she wanted. Their castle would be filled with loyal servants and ice golem guards. A perpetual blizzard would surround their home and would freeze anyone except those who served him and his beloved queen.
Suddenly a loud noise tore him from his peaceful daydreaming. He turned towards the door to his apartment to see it was covered in frost. Mark cautiously approached the door and opened it. He saw where the hallway had once been was replaced with a stone corridor.
"What the hell?" He asked in disbelief.
He turned back and grabbed his coat before entering the corridor but he left his apartment door open. He saw torches with blue flames illuminating the hall. He slowly approached an ornate wooden door at the end. When he opened it, he saw a large bedroom with a pale blue woman lying on it. She had snow white hair that touched her breasts and wild blue eyes. She looked to be in her 30s and had smaller breasts, maybe B cups. Her powerful thighs more than made up for it, she had wide hips and thick legs. She was wearing an opaque red night gown that made her stand out in the pale blue light from the torches and the frosted stone walls.
"Hello my King, I was beginning to wonder when you would come to me." She said seductively.
"Uh... where am I?" Mark asked.
"Well, you are in my castle, more specifically my bedroom." She said with a smirk.
Mark struggled to avoid looking at her chest which was laid bare behind the see-through bed gown.
"I mean...uh...I was in my apartment and now I'm in your castle. Is this a dream?" Mark stuttered.
"No, this is very much real my King." The woman said as she slowly approached him, her hips swaying with every step.
"How am I here?" Mark asked as he took note that the woman was several inches taller than him.
