Modern Monsters

Sonja the Orc

Female Reader x Female Monster (both cis)

It all starts at the beginning of August - well, it begins way before that, actually. Planning for the pumpkin patch as well as the corn maze takes nearly all year to get right. From the end of Halloween until the following September, planning and preparing is vital.

Your family had been pumpkin royalty in your town since your great-grandfather. It was a tradition passed down to you, as well as the large plot of farm land, when your father passed away. You share the land with your brother, who takes care of the corn maze while you take care of the pumpkin patch.

After the last frost of spring the corn maze is planted. All year your brother works on a design for it, and it is carefully mapped out before planting. After that, preparations for the pumpkin patch are made. Every year, during September and October your family makes the brunt of its money. After that, you rent out the farm for various other events including festivals, weddings, and sometimes the Highland games.

This year you've planned the biggest corn maze yet, along with the biggest pumpkin patch in your family's history. To do this, you've hired some extra help to make sure nothing is left to chance. The crew you hired is made up mainly of orcs. You usually hire them at the end of the season when cleanup is happening, but this year some extra oomph is needed. The crew leader is a woman named Sonja, who gives you butterflies every time you speak to her. For years you've harbored a secret crush on Sonja, but always chickened out of going beyond the business relationship you had with her.

Sonja must be at least seven feet tall and is built like an Amazon queen. Her arms and legs are thick with muscle, but it's her rear that catches your attention. It's perfect, the kind of thing you could set a coffee mug on. She keeps her long hair tied up, either in a braid or a ponytail, but it looks soft to the touch, black with streaks of white at the temples. Her face often holds a surly expression, but only when she's working. Outside of that, she often has a big smile, and her honey eyes could light up the room.

To say your crush is small is an understatement. You would marry Sonja in a second if the opportunity arose. Alas, that opportunity never has, and neither has the courage it would take to ask her out. You chicken out every time. Surely a statuesque beauty like her has already been snatched up.

"She's single," your brother says one day.

You look up from paperwork and your glasses slide down your nose. "Who's single?"

He pours himself a cup of coffee and leans against the counter. "The object of your unbridled desire."

You pout and take off your glasses. "It's not exactly unbridled."

He smirks. "Sure, it's not."

"How do you know this?" you ask urgently, standing up. "Did you ask her or something?" You stiffen, fearing he may have spilled all your beans. "What did you say?"

"Nothing." He shrugs. "I just heard some of the other guys talking about while working. They said she's barely dated at all since she had her kid."

Sonja is very proud of her daughter, and she shares pictures all the time. You know the father isn't in the picture, but you still don't know Sonja's deal, per se. "That still doesn't mean she'd date me." you sigh. You bring your hair over your shoulder. "I'm lucky she's single but that's probably where my luck ends. She's probably not bi."

Your brother shrugs. "All I know is she's single, so it can't hurt to ask her on an actual date. Who knows, you may end up being on the biggest streak of luck right now. Considering how well everything else is going."

That afternoon, you're mapping out the pumpkin patch so it can get fertilized and tilled. This will be the first time the patch has gone over the bounds your great-grandfather set ages ago. You're a bit nervous, but you know you need this extra space.