Roger opened his eyes and yawned on his bed. As he sat up, he felt something warm and fuzzy against his bareback. He moved his hand behind him, touching something big and squishy. Then a soft moan twitched his left ear.

What the hell am I touching? Roger slowly turned his head and gasped.

Katina, Labda, and Cilla were laying next to him, snorting without their black leather bikini on. They smelled like a wet dog, roasted on a barbeque spit. It must be hard for them to find a hidden without getting caught by humans.

Roger looked down and realized his hand was on the beast woman’s right boob. His cheeks burst into redness as his heart rocked. So that is the squishy part…..

After he removed his hand, the heads yawned and slowly rose. For an eight-foot-tall beast woman, they looked like a wall of fur without clothes on.

“Morning cutie,” said Cilla, rubbing her right eye.

Katina yawned with her mouth wide open, exposing her sharp canine fangs. “What’s for breakfast?”

Roger jumped off his bed. “Why are you on my bed?”

“To sleep,” Labda answered.

“But I told you to sleep on my couch!”

Katina stretched her left arm up and scratched her crotch. “Your stupid ass couch is broken.”

Roger widened his eyes. “What?”

Cilla placed her finger on her lower lip. “But it’s an accident, sweetie. Please don’t get mad.”

Roger marched out of his bedroom and looked. “Oh, my god!”

They flattened not only his couch on the floor, but they also scattered pieces of cotton and ripped fabric all over the floor. Next to the next couch was a pile of broken glass where his coffee table was supposed to be. The TV laid down with a cracked screen and the sofas were tipped over.

Roger’s entire body was shaking as if he woke up inside a nightmare. When he looked toward the kitchen, he suddenly screamed.

Broken plates and fallen pots laid all over the kitchen floor beneath the open cabinets. They left even the fridge open and the trash can lie on the floor with garbage laying out.

Roger pulled his hair. “Shit! Shit! Shit!”

"We're sorry!" Cilla cried behind him.

Roger turned toward her and pointed his finger at the mess. "How in the hell did you trash my home?"

The beast woman drummed her fingers together.

"Well…..," Cilla mothered with red cheeks. "After you went to bed, we tried to sleep on the couch."

"But the damn thing broke!" Katina continued. "We tried the other chairs, and all were weak, just like you."

"We grew hungry too and checked your kitchen for food," Labda added. "Katina is responsible for the mess."

Katina glared at her center head. "You snitch!"

Roger rubbed his forehead.

Bringing in a monster woman into his condo was just like bringing in a wild dog off the street. Both of them meant great disasters to his condo. "How can she be responsible? You're in the same body!"

"It's complicating," said Labda. "We have to take turns to move around by our free will. Sometimes we work together when we face trouble."

"Okay, whatever, but….." Roger took a deep sigh.

He doesn't want to get more violent toward a tall monster who could bite off his head in a second. But her destroying his condo was giving him rage through his veins. He has to figure out something before he explodes. "This isn't going to work. You girls need to find another place to stay."

Cilla dropped her mouth. "What?"

Katina shrugged. "Fine by me. This place is crap anyway."

"But I want to stay!" Cilla cried. "Sweetie's home is nice and comfy!"

Roger crossed his arms. "I'm sorry, but your body is too big here. I can find you a new place where nobody else will see you."

"But-but-but-but-but-"

Labda covered grabbed Cilla's snort to silent her. "Roger is right. If we make too much ruckus here, we will be discovered. There are plenty of places to hide in this city."

Cilla frowned. "Okay….."

Roger pointed his finger at her. “And before you leave, put some freaking clothes on!”

Katina laughed and squeezed her large furry breasts. “Why? You don’t like our mighty hot body?”

Roger only glared at Katina with a straight face. He doesn’t look aroused at all.

Katina released her breasts and growled. “You’re no fun.”

“Clothes on, now!” Roger ordered.

The Cerberus girl turned around and strolled back into Roger’s bedroom.

“We’ll get dressed,” said Labda. “Into our usual gown.”

“I bet he’s gay,” Katina teased.

Roger glanced back at the mess inside his living room and kitchen. It would take an entire day to clean up the girls’ mess and repair a few things. And he couldn’t buy a new TV until his new bonus paycheck. But the best thing he could do was move the Cerberus woman to a bigger hidden location. He doesn’t know where yet, but he will find the place.

Roger should also feel lucky she didn’t use his bathroom. It would be a nightmare if she used his toilet.

Roger heard his cellphone ring on his small table and picked it up. "Hello?"

"Roger, are you fully awake?" Chief Duncan's voice asked.

"Yes, I just got up."

"Damn! You slept in for the entire day?”

Roger stared at the clock over his door. It was getting close to 2 pm.

Wow, I never slept that long before.

"I need you back at the station immediately," Duncan ordered. "I got something to show you."

"Does it have to be now?"

"It's important you understand what is going on here. Please come now."

"Alright, I'll be there." Roger hung his cellphone and placed it back on the table.

The Cerberus girl approached him, wearing her black leather bikini. Still, it wasn't enough to cover up her body, but at least it covered all her private parts.

"Who was that?" Labda asked.

"I have to go back to work," Roger explained.

"Can we come with you?" Cilla asked.

Roger stared at his broken coffee table and back at the monster. "Not this time. I want you to clean up your mess before I get back. And I will bring home food to fill you up."

"Meat! Lots of meat!" Katina demanded.

"And bones too!" Cilla added.

Roger nodded with a brief grin. "I'll see what is at the grocery store."