Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27303410-20161023052607/@comment-27800590-20161108232323

I brace for the impact as three small bodies slam into me from behind. With a chuckle I let out a playful roar and start running around the yard, three giggling mothmen hanging off of me. One of them manages to get on my shoulders, then starts cheering that she won.

I run for the biggest pile of leaves before diving into it, the girls all screaming and laughing. Amidst the laughing and leaf throwing I hear a much older laugh from the door. Turning I see my wife, smiling broadly and laughing at us all. I take one look at my daughters then with a conspiratorial whisper shout pile on mum!

She makes a playful shriek as our three girls go chasing after their mother. After a quick break I leap out of my bed of leaves and tackle my wife into another. She screams, then starts giggling as I begin kissing her and fondling her fluffy collar. After a few moments I start to feel the effects of her wing scales. With one last kiss I pull the two of us out of the leaves, and as we walk back inside, I turn to my daughters.

They can clean up the leaves, since I already did it. They start to whine and complain, but I remind them who made the mess this time. They get to it, and I take my wife to the bedroom for some private time.