

Marble
by @CommonDon
Marble

It's been three years since monstergirls started crossing over to Earth, and it's finally settled down to normal. They're a common sight daily, walking in public with their partners or searching for one. Some are much more forward than others, but none have really stood out quite yet.
At the moment, it's late at night, and stress is making it hard to sleep. A good workout usually takes care of that, but the only place open is a new 24-Hour Gym down the street, The Bullhorn. With only a few essentials in a backpack, the walk there is quiet, with most of the bustle of the city already asleep.
After a quick change of clothes, it's clear to see that the workout floor is almost completely unoccuppied, except for one person: a Gargoyle monstergirl. Seven feet of marbled skin, bulging muscles, wings, horns, and tail. She glances in your direction, and does a double take. After a brief pause, she whistles. "Hey, you. Mind spotting me?" There's a twinkle in her emerald green eyes.
Marble