“C’mon bro, don’t look like that,” My older sister chided playfully, “Community college was shitty to you and all, but now you’re in the ‘big league’ university. You’ll make way more friends.” “You made friends easily because you’re in a sorority,” I sighed, staring out the passenger window and watching the trees whiz by. “That has nothing to do with it! You can’t be bummed about your best friend moving to another state forever!” My older sister was a werecat. It had been years since the portals opened that brought monster girls into this reality. It had happened a few years before I was born and my sister was born a few months after. “I can and I will,” I grumbled, folding my arms. “Jeez, Anon,” She frowned at me, “If you won’t try to make new friends for me, do it for mom.” “And if I don’t?” I was just being a shit head at this point. “Well, I’ll drag you to my sorority during a party, and let every girl there have her way with you, as much as they want.” I gulped, “I-I’ll see what I can do.” “Hey, if you REALLY wanna make mom happy, find yourself a girlfriend.” “I know, I know… She harasses me about that nearly every day.” “She’s just afraid you’re gonna alp, bro.” “Maybe she shouldn’t have put this on my arm all those years ago,” I held up my wrist, brandishing the marks on my arms. “Would you rather have been molested when you were young? I know its hard for you to make friends, but things will be better here, you’re away from Lisa and you’ve got a whole campus of kids to meet!” I sighed, “ Yeah... Can you just drop me at the dorms? I’ve got another hour or two before classes and I wanna get settled in.” “Course bro, if you get in any trouble, call upon your big sis. You know my entire sorority would be willing to help,” She ruffled my hair. “Thanks, sis.” I took my headphones off as I sat in a seat at the back of the lecture hall. I heaved a massive sigh as I looked around the room. I wondered why I was taking a theoretical magicks class when I was a tech major. I couldn’t remember what had compelled me to take the class for elective credit, either. I rested my head on my hands as I waited for class to start, contemplating just dropping the class or just ditching. I jumped as someone sat next to me, a woman in a black gown. Her face was pointy and pale, she brushed her long black over her shoulder as she stared towards the front of the room as if not even noticing me. She wore thick glasses and a scarf around her neck. She leaned her staff against the table as she reached into her messenger bag, pulling out a plush pillows. Without looking at me, she placed one near me, to her left. I nearly screamed as she pulled a head out of her bag and placed it on the pillow. I nearly fainted as the head started to talk, “Geez, sis. Could you take any longer getting to class?” This head had a soft face and short blonde hair. She had cute blue bows in her hair, one on both sides that matched her eyes. “You’re the one that made us skip breakfast,” The head connected to the body hissed. She removed her scarf revealing a noticeable scar connecting her neck to the rest of the body. She pulled a third head from the bag and slid it onto her neck on the left side, both heads attaching to the body. This head had features in between the other two and brown hair with green eyes. She glanced at me and started whispering to the pointy faced head. The head on the pillow’s eyes wandered, settling on me, “Boo!” She screeched at me, making me jump, “You like you just saw a ghost!” She laughed. The head on the left turned to us, “Cera, leave him alone. I apologize for my sister’s behavior. She gets a kick out of scaring people who have never seen a dullahan, much less one with three heads,” The currently disembodied head, Cera, stuck her tongue out at her sister. “H-hey its fine,” My stomach churned and Cera began to rock around on her pillow while humming a tune, somehow throwing her weight around as she found a comfortable position. “Shauna,” The brown haired head offered me her hand. “Anon,” I shook it and gave her a small smile. The third head with glasses leaned over and glared at us, “Anon, hm? Where does your name come from?” “I-I think its Germanic?” “Well, our names come from--” “Nessa, stop lecturing him!” Cera groaned, “He doesn’t care and neither do I! No one cares!” Nessa looked shocked, “W-well--” “Both of you, can it,” Shauna whispered in a threatening tone. The three sisters all calmed down, “Anon, I must apologize for my sisters’ behavior. Again,” She reached into their backpack and pulled out two notebooks. They held a pencil in both hands, ready to take notes as the professor walked into the classroom. Both hands took notes as the two heads attached to the body both diligently paid attention to the professor as lecture began. I had a copy of the professor’s lecture slides printed out. I slumped in my chair as I struggled to stay awake. “Psst, Anon,” Cera whispered at me. I nervously looked at her as she started humming again, “Pick me up,” She commanded, her humming increasing to quiet singing in a language I couldn’t understand. I felt woozy and light headed as I got the sensation of something sliding into my brain. My hands slid themselves across the table towards the head. Cera’s smugness increased as I fell deeper and deeper into her spell, “Ow!” Cera groaned as the hard wood of her sister’s staff fell on her head. I snapped out of the trance and pulled back quickly, panting heavily, “Cera!” Nessa hissed under her breath. “What?” Cera played dumb. “Stop using your music to charm Anon,” Shauna berated, “You just met him and are embarrassing us.” “But he’s so cute!” Her face glowed red as she realised I was sitting right next to her. Shauna chuckled at her sister’s misfortune, “Again, apologies, Anon. Can I do anything to make sure there are no hard feelings between us?” Nessa was now completely interested, “I concur. I would hate for our future lab partner to have ill will towards us. Perhaps we could go out and on--” “Yes! A date!?” Cera excitedly demanded. The other two sisters blushed beet red as the staff hit Cera in the forehead again. “Ahem. A friendly outing together.” “Yes, perhaps to that ice cream parlor that opened up a while ago?” Shauna suggested, “So we can swap notes and stuff too,” She quickly added. The three eagerly awaited my answer. My sister would kill me if she found out I said no to such an invitation. I nodded at them, “Sure, I’m down.” I got two, small, celebratory fist pumps and three smiles for my answer, “Is this your last class as well?” “Yeah,” I scratched my chin, a little nervous that I was now being scrutinized by three sets of eyes. “We can go straight there after class!” Nessa exclaimed, “I mean, if Anon so wishes,” She quickly added. “I’m down,” I shrugged. More grins and victory fist clenches from the girls. I was just glad we hit it off quickly. Even if Cera was intent on getting in my pants. Shauna and Nessa went back to taking notes while Cera stared at me, keeping her eyes on me, “Psst,” She whispered, “You can still pick me up if you want.” I looked over at her sisters, both engrossed in the lecture, “I- I am super curious about something,” I reached forwards slowly, sliding my hands across the table towards the disembodied head. I received a whack on the hand from a heavy stick. “Don’t give Cera what she wants, Anon,” Nessa scolded me as I rubbed my wrist, “My sister still needs to be punished for trying to charm you,” Shauna told me without even looking up. I frowned, “Got it.” Cera frowned and stared at the desk. The sisters, Nessa, Shauna and Cera walked me to the ice cream parlor with all three heads on one body, “Which one of you is in control like this?” I asked curiously as we walked down the quickly darkening street. The three shot each other confused looks, “We sort of just... walk. Our body sort of has its own will, but we can control it when we are connected to it,” Shauna explained. “But which one of you is in control now?” “Whichever sister is exerting the most willpower at the time will be in control,” Nessa told me. “See!?” Cera suddenly turned and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling my face into kissing range of the three sisters, Cera went for it, trying to kiss me. “Cera!” Shauna shouted, tearing her from the body with a wet noise. She held the wiggling and whining Cera under her arm. Both of them, Shauna and Nessa, gave me dark, embarrassed looks, “P-please, f-forgive our sister,” Nessa was breathing heavily, her face glowing red and pointed at the ground. Shauna looked mortified at me, her already pale skin was white as a ghost. Cera was writhing and complaining in her sisters’ grip. “She- She didn’t hurt you did she?” Shauna asked. I chuckled, “Just surprised me is all,” I knew I was blushing as well. “Put me back on! I’ll be good! Please!” Cera whined. Shauna rolled her eyes and attached her back onto the body with another wet noise. I still couldn’t see what the connection looked like as they wore a thick scarf around their necks. Cera stared at the ground as we continued walking. We got to the parlor and took a seat at a small circular table across from each other. The parlor had been a diner a few months ago and retained its red plush booths and comfortable cow pattern chairs sitting around small round tables. There was a lot of cow themed things around the place. I picked up the menu off the table and smirked, “This is way more fancy than I’m used to.” The three girls chuckled in unison, “We’ve been here a few times. I would recommend something to you but everything is so good,” Shauna happily browsed the menu as Nessa pulled out her leather bound journal and flipped to a page. “I want strawberry!” Cera announced, pointing at the menu. “You don’t get any,” Shauna told her, “You’re still in trouble,” Cera started to whine. “Anon,” Nessa called out, interrupting her sister, “I could hardly detect you earlier when I accidentally sat next to you in class. What kind of magic do you study?” “Oh, I don’t do any magic. This probably messed with you,” I held out an arm and rolled up my sleeve. White, softly glowing runes were etched into my arm, “What do you mean accidentally?” I quickly added as Nessa grabbed my wrist and gently traced the runes with her finger. “Sister, stop grabbing him,” Shauna whispered. “Why can you grab him and I can’t!?” Cera whined as the grip on my wrist turned more sensual, running fingernails over my skin. I presumed that Cera was taking control. “S-sorry,” Nessa pulled away from me, pulling their other arm with her, “To answer your question, I see things a bit differently than most do, seeing magic, energy or mana. My sisters here are my normal eyes when I need it. The runes on your arm are blocking my vision.” “Then they’re doing their job,” I shrugged, “My parents had them put on my arm when I was young to keep me from getting... ‘claimed’ when I was too young. Keeps me hidden from a lot of girls, especially single and powerful ones.” “Yet you still have it?” “Haven’t met a girl for me, yet. O-or girls.” The three stared at me before turning back to what they were doing before. Cera started blubbering again about not getting any ice cream while Shauna mused on what to get. I noticed Nessa taking sketches from memory of my runes. A large and curvy holstaurus approached us where we sat, notepad in hand, “What can I get for you, dears?” She asked with a smile. “Uh, just two scoops of rainbow sherbet in a bowl for me,” I shrugged. “Wonderful choice!” “A chocolate sundae for me and my sister,” Shauna ordered, handing over a debit card, “I’m paying for all of us this time. Cera doesn’t get to order” She quickly added. The woman nodded and bounced off. “I can pay for myself,” I sighed. “The whole reason we brought you here was to buy you ice cream as an apology for my sister’s... shenanigans,” Shauna explained. I frowned again, “Fine. Hey, you never really explained why you didn’t mean to sit next to me beyond not really being able to see me.” Shauna stammered, “W-well, most people--” “No one wants to hang out with the three headed freak. Why do you think we usually walk around as only one head?” Cera frowned at me. The three were uncomfortably quiet. Shauna and Nessa both gave small smiles as our ice cream was brought out. Cera was taken off of the body and placed on a pillow. “Ah, I see,” I took a bite of my ice cream, unsure of what to say. I smiled a little bit because of the delicious ice cream. “At least you like your ice cream,” Nessa smiled with a sigh, putting away her book. They had a spoon in both hands, slowly scooping ice cream in to Nessa and Shauna’s mouths. We silently ate, the only noise being Cera’s quiet whining and begging. I reached over and rotated the pillow towards me, offering Cera a spoonful of ice cream. She stared at me with star filled eyes. The other sisters gave me a disapproving look. I ignored them, “Only if you stop whining, okay?” “Anything!” Cera panted, opening her mouth wide. I gently put a small scoop of ice cream in her mouth before going back to eating it myself, “Hey, Anon? If you’re not practicing magic, what are you studying?” “Oh, I’m going into computer science. What about you guys?” “Witchcraft,” Nessa answered flatly. “Druidic magic,” Shauna smiled. “Bard!” Cera shouted. “Ah, I used to wish I had been born with the gift of magic,” I chuckled. “But you don’t wish so any more?” Nessa frowned while glancing at me with one eye. “Its a lot of work and I’d have things like baphomets and familiars coming after me at all waking moments.” “Learning magic can be very rewarding!” Shauna exclaimed, pointing a finger at me, “I can make plants grow and summon woodland creatures to aid me--” “I can sing songs that have various effects!” Cera excitedly bounced, “Like I can charm you, cast shields on you, hide you from your enemies... Basically, I’m the perfect wife and you should marry--” Nessa scooped Cera up and dropped her in their side bag, “Apologies. I doubt you enjoy my sister hitting on you. I mostly brew potions and enchant items but I can cast offensive magics as well.” “If you taught me magic what would you train me in?” I asked, trying to make more conversation about magic. “Summoning or necromancy. I feel those would round out our skills.” “Necromancy!?” Shauna hissed, “I would not let you teach him such VILE arts.” Nessa huffed, “Vile? Sister, being able to raise others from the dead is not VILE. If you are so high and mighty, what would you teach him?” “Weather magic. Being able to rain lightning and fire from the heavens on your enemies as well as bring gentle showers and sunshine to those who need it is a very noble art.” “I wanna teach him how to ROCK and summon forth HELLISH ABOMINATIONS THROUGH HEAVY FUCK METAL AND--” Cera was shoved deeper into the extradimensional bag. “Uh, I l-like the sound of--” I stammered, trying to lower the tension between the three sisters. Nessa glared at Shauna, “Oh please, weather magic? You can already do that.” “Only a little bit!” Shauna retorted, “I mostly deal with plants and animals.” “And none of us summon any real help or even raise help, so that would be useful. Not to mention other spells available to necromancy and summoning.” “What would he even summon!? Familiars? Shoggoths? Some other thing from beyond our world?” “Anything better than squirrels and cats.” “Oh, come on--” “Hey,” I stood up, not wanting to listen to them argue any more, “I think I’m gonna head out. Thanks for the ice cream.” “O-okay,” Nessa looked darkly down at her remaining ice cream. Shauna didn’t speak, she just stared at me with a frown. “Don’t let him go!” Cera demanded from the bag, “I still wanna talk to him!” Her cries echoed from the pocket dimension she was stuffed into. I felt a little guilty as I walked out of the parlor and into the cool air of the night. I put my headphones in, looking to drown out my feelings with some classic rock. I hummed while walking, staring up at the moon as I shuffled down the sidewalk. I was about half way back to campus and to my dorm room and a nice, warm bed and cozy feelings. Four people were walking down the sidewalk towards me, I didn’t recognize who it was before it was too late, “Oh, hi Anon~!” A feminine voice catcalled me. I stifled a groan as Lisa, queen of the human bitches, stepped into the light towards me. She was flanked by three other human women, “Hey,” I scratched my chin, popping out my headphones. I may detest her, but I still didn’t want to be rude. “What are you doing out here this late at night? Some horrid monster could snatch up my sweetie-poo if he’s not careful,” Her misplaced loving tone made me want to wretch. I wasn’t interested in her at all, for numerous reasons, but her hateful and spiteful cult was the main one, “I’m a big boy, I can handle myself.” “Come get some ice cream with us, Anon!” I knew she was going to try and guilt me into paying. I had fallen for it a few times in community college, “No thanks, just got some myself. Got homework to do, see ya,” I pushed past them quickly and hurried back to campus. I could feel their scowls on my back until I turned around a corner. Second day of magical theory class. I was a little excited, getting to work with the dullahan sisters again. I had my pre printed notes laid out before me, ready to write down anything I needed. I glanced to the side as a familiar face walked through the door. Shauna was the main head currently, the other two stuffed into their extra-dimensional bag. She wore a cloak in an attempt to hide her exhausted eyes. I gave her a smile that fell off as she took a seat far from me in the back row. My frown widened as she faced away from me, hiding under her cloak. I felt a twinge of pain in my chest as my only friend stared out the window, “Shauna!” I said in a hushed voice, trying to wave her over. She glanced at me, an uncharacteristically grim look on her face. She turned back to the window. I grabbed my stuff and stomped over, plopping down loudly next to her, “What the hell is going on?” She turned to me with tears in her eyes, “I--We’ll get in trouble if we talk to you,” She whispered. I took a closer look at her fearful, obscured face. “W-what happened?” I demanded. She turned away from me, a worried look on her face. I looked down, their ‘head bag’ was at her side. I glanced up, She wasn’t looking at me. I pulled the bag open and reached my hands in. If she wouldn’t give me answers, Nessa or Cera would. “Anon!” Shana turned to me, too late to stop me as I pulled the first thing I felt out. “Anon!” Cera cried happily as I held her in my hands. Her blond hair was disheveled and messy. She had a black eye and a few cuts on her cheek. She was smiling a little despite the pain in her eyes. I turned back to Shauna, “Tell me what happened, please,” I begged. Shauna sniffled and pulled Nessa from the bag. She looked stoic as she looked up at me, her glasses were cracked, “We were ambushed by a group of six girls this morning,” She explained. “Did their leader look like a massive whore?” I hissed, gritting my teeth. “Yeah!” Cera nodded in my hands, “She said if I even looked at you they’d beat us worse.” “Even threatened to hurt you,” Shauna looked like she was about to cry. “Don’t you three know magic?” I angrily asked. “We don’t want to hurt anyone,” Nessa wouldn’t make eye contact with me. “Nessa,” I sighed, “I’m so sorry, all of you.” “Its alright, Anon. Its not your fault what some crazy skank does,” Cera chuckled. “She’s going to give you another black eye, sister,” Shauna sighed. “Let that whore try! My love for Anon is my shield!” “How did she even know we were hanging out?” I pondered. “Rumors spread fast. Information spreads much faster especially amongst friend groups. I’m sure that's how she found out about our little hang out. She could already know about us talking right now,” Nessa noted. I glanced around the room, people were chatting amongst each other, our conversation was no more stand out than anyone else’s. “Oh! Anon,” Shauna, her spirits a little bit higher, reached into their bag, “I-- I made this for you. An apology for fighting in front of you,” A plant in a small clay planter was set in front of me. I stared at the little green plant, confused, “It will start to grow delicious fruit in a week or two.” “Put me on the body,” Nessa demanded of her sister. Shauna nodded and took the hood off, sliding her sister onto their shared neck behind a scarf. “Can you get my gift too while you’re in there?” Cera asked, still purring in my hands. “Of course, sister,” Nessa nodded, pulling two objects from their bag. The first was set before me, a wooden lyre, “I made it for you, with a little help from my sisters, of course,” I picked it up, tapping on the strings, “Its magic. Even without training you will be able to produce wonderful music with it!” “Here,” Nessa put a crystalline pendant on a necklace around my neck, “An amulet of protection for you. It will be more difficult to harm you in combat. We haven’t slept much in the past few days as we prepared these gifts. Even though Lisa threatened us, we felt the need to do something for you after fighting.” “Thank you. I don’t really know how I can repay you all,” I smiled. Shauna shook her head, “No need we--” “Let me take those marks off your arm. I wish to see you with my own eyes,” Nessa pleaded, grabbing my wrist. “Sure.” “Just like that? You’ll let me remove your one protection against marriage being forced upon you?” “Yeah. I don’t know how you two feel, but this one seems to like me a lot,” I held cera against my chest, “I feel really guilty about what happened to you three. I also wanna piss Lisa off as much as I can now.” “A man after my heart!” Cera swooned. “We should go out tonight. Make a date of it,” Shauna grinned. Nessa started to sweat, “W-well, if my sisters want to date you, then I suppose I must come along.” “Don’t act like you don’t moan his name in your sleep,” Cera teased. Nessa looked horrified. I laughed, “Hey, I’ve been thinking about you three as well, don’t worry about it.” “Really?” Shauna gripped my arm and leaned in, “Naughty thoughts~?” My face lit up red, “H-hey, I-I--” “That’s my line!” Cera whined. Nessa had regained her composer, “Hush you three. The professor is about to speak.” Cera was taken out of my grasp and was attached to the body on my side. Every time I looked over, at least one of them would be staring at me before quickly facing the front of the room. I walked along a familiar sidewalk, the cold air was nice and I was glad I had worn a jacket. I glanced at the sisters that walked beside me. The three of them were nervously looking around, “Hey, Anon,” Cera mumbled, “You… uh... “ She blushed and looked down at the ground. “Do it, ask him,” Shauna whispered. “He likes you the best,” Nessa nodded. “I like all three of you,” I sighed, a little embarrassed to be saying it out loud. “Then you’re okay with holding hands, right?” Cera grabbed my hand with an iron grip. “You said you like us, Anon,” Shauna smiled. “We ARE dating right?” Nessa looked over at me. My embarrassment grew, “Y-yeah I guess. I know monsters are quick to attach to someone they like so I shouldn’t be surprised.” “Can I kiss you!?” Cera gleefully asked. “No! Me first!” Shauna broke character as she lashed out at her sister with venom and desperation in her voice. “We have to d-do it fairly,” Nessa hardly restrained herself, “A-and draw straws.” “G-guys…” I stammered, sweating bullets. “Oh! We’re here, come on,” Shauna returned to her somewhat cheerful and stoic attitude as she pulled me into the ice cream parlor. I was pushed over to a booth, they sat down first, patting the outer seat for me to sit down. The building was empty except for us and the holstaurus behind the counter. She waved at us as we picked up menus. “I can have a treat this time, right?” Cera asked. “Yes, sister,” Nessa gave her a small smile before turning back to the menu, “Do you want to split something again, Shauna?” “I-I was thinking of asking Anon if he wanted to split something…” She whispered behind the menu. “If you want to get a lot of rainbow sherbert, sure,” I chuckled. “Just split a sundae with me,” Nessa pestered, “Let him have his childish ice cream.” Shauna and Cera berated her for calling me childish until the woman came over to take our orders. I got the same thing I did last time, two scoops of rainbow sherbert in a bowl. Cera got a large chocolate milkshake while the other sisters split a sundae. They wouldn’t let me pay for them, “I feel pretty guilty about you guys just giving me things and paying for me. I want to pay you back somehow,” I sighed. “Oh, don’t worry,” Shauna chuckled darkly. “You will pay us back,” Cera cackled. “In time we will get what we want from you,” Nessa stared at me, directly into my soul. I chuckled nervously and rubbed my forehead. I knew I was starting to sweat again. I felt a firm grip on my thigh, Cera bit her bottom lip as my sweating intensified, “H-hey stop that,” I nervously tapped the table. “Sister, there will be time to do that in private later,” Nessa growled at her sister. “I just can’t help myself!” Cera laughed, “He’s so cute when he makes that face!” “You’re embarrassing him,” Shauna sighed, “Though he is cute when he gets red in the face.” The three giggled with each other, “I should do more research on how to make a boy embarrassed and flustered like that,” Nessa whispered. I was given a few seconds of respite as the ice cream was brought to our table. I grinned as I looked at my bowl of ice cream. I turned as the trio tugged on my sleeve, Cera’s mouth was open, her eyes were closed as she expected me to feed her a spoonful. I sighed and did as she silently demanded, “I want some too!” Shauna opened her mouth as well. “I-I would like some too,” Nessa sheepishly confessed. “Yeah, here you go,” I sighed as I picked up a spoonful of ice cream. “Anon!” A shrill voice cried out behind us. I turned, groaning as queen bitch, Lisa, and her group of six goons glared at me, “What are you doing hanging out with that freak!?” The three sisters had worried expressions, “Freak?” I repeated, standing up and folding my arms. “Yes. Freak. Loser. Weirdo. Come on, we’re leaving.” “No,” I growled defiantly. “No!? You have a duty as a human man to get with a human woman rather than with some FREAK.” “The three of them are more human in their pinky finger than you are,” I glared at her. An anguished, angry noise escaped her lips as she tried to slap me, bouncing off as she touched my skin. I looked back at the sisters, a staff in one hand and a small branch in the other, ready to cast. “We wouldn’t raise our hands to protect ourselves,” Shauna grunted. “But against a low life like you?” Nessa seethed. “We will protect what is OURS,” Cera huffed. “Girls--” Lisa started to growl as the group flanked our table. “You having problems in here?” Another voice growled by the door. This was the first time I was happy to see my sister. Four other, bigger girls followed her in, a manticore, a jinko, a cheshire and another werecat. Each wore a black leather jacket with a happy looking cat stitched onto the back. “O-oh, n-nothing,” Lisa stammered, backing off. I heard a note from Cera, a banana appearing behind Lisa, slipping her up and sending her crashing onto the floor. Most of the room was brought to laughter as if charmed by a spell. Lisa started to tear up. “This bitch harassing you two-- Four?” My sister asked, still chuckling. I looked down at the sniveling Lisa, “Yeah. Beat up my girlfriend too.” My sister gasped, looking at the dullahan sisters, she pinched my cheeks, “Girlfriend!? Oh, my little brother’s finally found himself--” “I think we have other, more important things to focus on right now,” The jinko growled, her wooden sword rested on her shoulders. “Oh, right,” My sister cleared her throat and grabbed the milkshake, dumping it on Lisa, “Fuck with my bro or those girls again and I’ll make sure you never interact with another person again. Capiche?” “Y-you’ll regret this,” Her goons helped her up, finally done laughing. She looked down at the brown, chilly stain on her. “Come on, get out,” My sister dismissively grunted before turning away from them. They left quietly, glaring at us. My sister yawned, “What a bunch of bitches,” She turned to the dullahan sisters with a big grin on her face, “So, dating my brother? Tell me about yourselves!” We were all squished into the booth, my sister’s friends ordering ice cream for themselves. My sister bought Cera a new milkshake. “Uh, w-we’re sophomores a-at--” Nessa stammered. “You’re brothers really cute can we have him!?” Cera interrupted. “Cera!” Shauna shouted at her sister. My sister laughed and her friends chuckled quietly at Cera’s outburst, “O’course. You have my permission to date my brother.” Cera sighed with relief. “I apologise for my sister’s forwardness,” Shauna frowned at my sister and me, “The other two of us would have liked to take this a bit slower, but our sister is trying her best to make this happen.” “Are you kidding? You could pin him down right here and I’d cheer you on.” I didn’t like the look Cera gave me, a look of lust and desperation, Nessa blushed as she covered her eyes with her hand and Shauna coughed, “W-well, t-thank you.” “We’ll take good care of him!” Cera bounced with excitement. “Good. I saw how you protected him from that slap on my way in,” My sister smiled, “Keep it up, alright?” “Of course!” Nessa clenched her fist, giving my sister a determined look. I glanced down the hallway behind me as I unlocked my dorm room. The shimmering, nearly invisible form of Cera leaned against the wall, tapping lightly so I knew where she was. I pushed the door open, nonchalantly holding it open for her to enter. She slipped in, running a hand along my back as she went, “Come on!” She whispered rather loudly. The men’s dorm had a strict no girls rule, but the rooms had been remade to be single person rooms and completely soundproof. Nessa told me it increased the thrill of sneaking in and having a night with their boyfriend or husband. I closed and locked the door behind me before being thrown onto the bed, Cera immediately straddling me, pressing her lips to mine as the invisibility faded. She sat up, throwing two fists in the air, “YES! I DID IT!” “D-did what?” I asked nervously. “Got your first kiss~” She happily giggled, “Let me get my sisters. I’m sure they want smooches too.” I sat up, back against the wall. Cera put Shauna and Nessa on their body before each of them began looking around the room, “Your dorm is a mess,” Nessa frowned. “Look, I didn’t expect to have a girl-- well, girls, over,” I sighed, “A-and its not that bad, just let me push--” I was gripped by the collar, Shauna pulled me in and gave me a small, light kiss on the lips, “Your turn, Nessa.” “I-I want to take the runes off first. So I may really see him,” She put me back on the bed and sat next to me, gripping my wrist, “This may sting, but it will be over soon,” Shauna and Cera watched intently as Nessa waved her staff over my arm, a burning sensation made me grunt. I closed my eyes as she slowly whispered an incantation. I felt light headed for a moment as the air in the room became charged with arcane energy. I felt a searing, fiery pain on my arm, “A-all done,” She panted, out of breath. I looked down at my wrist. The runes had been burned off, a patch of first degree burns covered my forearm. “Let me take care of that, dear,” Shauna pulled out her small branch and waved it over her hand, a small amount of green ointment appeared on her palm. It felt cool as it was rubbed on my wrist, “Do you need a kiss too?” She teased. “I’ll do it!” Cera volunteered. Nessa took control of the body and forcefully yet passionately pressed her lips to mine, “My sisters did not fully explain to me just how handsome you are,” She whispered, caressing my cheeks. “Stop hogging him!” Cera whined, “Its my turn!” “My turn just started!” Nessa retorted. “Sisters,” Shauna snapped, shutting them up, “I believe now is the time.” “To take what we want?” Cera asked excitedly. “What we need,” Nessa corrected. The three started to cackle maliciously as they turned to me. “Take your pants off,” The three spoke in unison, sending a chill down my spine, “Now.” I nodded slowly, knowing better than to turn down a horny monster, “Y-yeah.” “Hurry, hurry, hurry,” Cera panted, grabbing at me as I nervously started to unclothe myself. “Yes, please hurry. I am quite... HUNGRY,” Nessa sighed. “I can’t wait to get a taste of you~” Shauna undressed herself, revealing large perky breasts and wide hips. They left the scarf on, keeping their necks covered. I hardly had a moment to take in the look of their body before they jumped on top of me. Spectral hands appeared and clamped down on my limbs, holding me still. “Just let us take control,” Cera whispered into my ear as they quickly took me to the hilt. “Y-yes, ah~” Nessa moaned, “Let us become one in loving, holy union!” I panted heavily, sweat covered my body and my hips felt like someone had dropped a car on them-- twice. My chest stung something fierce, like claws had been dragged through my skin. Like all the fluids had been forcibly drained from my body to feed a three headed monster that was starving for my natural energy and mana. That monster was still hungry. Shauna, Nessa and Ceras’ heads were all thrown back, their collective breathing was ragged and shallow. They looked down at me slowly, smiles on their faces, “Another round?” Cera asked, all too eager to keep going. “You’re going to kill him, Cera,” Shauna sighed as they got off me, Cera whining as they lie next to me on the small bed. “How are you feeling, darling?” Nessa asked, a hand gently caressing my chest. I groaned quietly and weakly, “Dear sister, could you conjure our husband up some water?” “Of course,” Shauna nodded, “Let me clean us op first” The sisters stood up, a shower of light, cool mist covering them. The glistening sweat on their nude body had disappeared, replaced by a sweet, cinnamon smell in the room. I looked down at myself, I had been cleaned up as well. “Oh! I wanna wear his clothes!” Cera exclaimed, snatching a pair of sweats and a shirt off the floor. “Help our victim get dressed, sister,” Nessa chuckled. I was quickly put in a pair of shorts and a tank top. The sisters climbed back into bed, spooning me. My head was gently raised as a floating ball of water was brought towards my face, “Drink dear,” Shauna whispered in my ear. I did as she said, almost immediately feeling refreshed and hydrated as I drank from the odd magically created ball of water. “Anon?” Cera whispered, kissing the back of my neck, “Can you hold me?” “Yeah,” I panted weakly, still hurting. Cera’s head was quickly dumped in my hands. “Mmph,” Nessa pouted. “You’ll get your turn tomorrow, sister,” Shauna scolded, “Let Cera have her turn tonight.” Nails gently grazed my chest idly, “Yes, sister,” She sighed, “I wish I hadn’t just removed those runes. I don’t want anyone else to look at my darling husband.” I scoffed quietly, Cera was resting on the pillow by my head. I quickly satisfied my curiosity by flipped her over and looking at her neck hole. A gentle stream of black smoke obscured the area. As an apology, I gave her a kiss on the lips and hugged her to my chest. The two sisters behind me spoke quietly of magic and runes and tearing portals through space. I caressed Cera’s hair idly as I closed my weary eyes, ready to go to sleep. Cera shuffled in my grip and looked up at me, “I love you, hubby~” “I love husband more!” Shauna kissed my ear. “W-what? I love him too,” Nessa whined. I sighed, “I love all three of you. Can I sleep now?” I got a firm hug from behind and a collection of kisses, “Sleep, dear, Anon,” Shauna whispered, “We have studying to do tomorrow.”
I blinked slowly, spacing out as the young, healthily tanned, brown furred yeti on the computer slowly and nervously tapped on the keys of a keyboard. With a myriad of ‘ohs’ and ‘ums’ she huffs a relieved sigh, “Alright, dude,” She smiles at you and adjusts her hawaiian shirt, “You’re room is 546. I- I upped you to a deluxe room. P-please don’t tell my boss about that i-incident.” I shook my head, I had managed to clean most of the coffee off myself, “Its fine. It’ll wash out. Just be glad I wasn’t in my business uniform,” I add with a small, sly smile. The color drains from the yeti’s face, “O-of course. Once again, I apologize, dude. I-I’m kinda new here and I just need money for school and a new board and--” I cut her off by handing her a five dollar bill, “Thanks for the excellent service,” I gave her a genuine smile before turning to where I had set my bags. A woman had picked them up for me with a big smile on her face. It took me a moment to figure out just what she was. She wore a breathable white hawaiian shirt with matching black tie that was covered in the same kind of hawaiian print and black dressy shorts. Her short, blonde, feathery hair had cute dog like ears coming out of the side of her head and a vibrant tropical flower on a hair clip kept the bangs out of her eyes. Amazingly, the feathers on her exposed wrists were made up of a rainbow of colors as was her long, feather covered tail. A kikimora--A tropical looking kikimora, “I-I can carry it,” I told her, trying to take them from her. She frowned and pulled them away from me, “Sir, I implore you to let me carry them,” I was a bit taken aback, surprised that the mamano was speaking to me in a voice that wasn’t in generic beach or surfer dude lingo, “It is my job to serve you during your stay.” I glanced at my watch, it was late and I just wanted a drink and a warm bed, “Fine.” The woman’s face lt up and a giddy whistle escapes her lips, “Wonderful! This way, sir!” The woman cheerfully walked me over to an elevator and pressed the button on the controls. It instantly dinged and opened for us. She walked into the elevator and stared at me expectantly with bright blue eyes. Hesitantly, I stepped into the elevator with her. The tropical kikimora smiled at me as she pressed the button for floor five, “How was your flight?” She asked as the elevator started to rumble as it went up. I stared out the big window that made up the back of the elevator out at the dimly lit beach and calm, dark ocean waters, “It was fine. Not a big fan of flying, to be honest.” “I am sorry to hear that,” She frowns for a moment before filling the silence with a quiet whistle. I had my mind focused on business and my presentation tomorrow. Always business focused, no time for anything else. She started to speak again, “Miss Logarian asked me personally to take care of you during your week-long stay, Anon,” I frowned as I remembered how my demon boss tricked me into taking a company paid vacation by tacking it onto a business meeting. She had tricked me into signing a contract that forced me into this. A very cunning demon she was, “Do you require a wake up call in the morning before your meeting?” I shrugged, “I should be awake before seven. But if you want to come check on me, I won’t stop you,” I knew it would be less painful in the long run. “Wonderful. Are you hungry? Thirsty?” “I could use some bourbon,” I grumbled as the elevator dinged. The kikimora chirped quietly in response before following me out of the elevator. “I will procure you a bottle of it, sir,” She led me to a room and slid a card through a reader. With a click, the door unlocked. She pushed it open and gestured for me to enter as she held it open. I did as she nonverbally instructed and stepped into the cozy room. She turned on the light for me, illuminating the room I would be staying in for a week. The carpet was plush underfoot, the bed was king-sized, the couch was large and comfortable and there was ample floor space for... Activities. There was a good sized mirror over a dresser and a TV mounted on the wall across from the bed. Perfect for some post ‘activity’ cuddling. This room was obviously designed for a honeymooning couple, further reminding me that I was without love. The kikimore gladly plopped my luggage onto the bed before turning and looking at me with a smile. That smile quickly turned into a frown as she saw my own frown, “Is something amiss wiht the accommodation, sir?” “Huh?” I shook myself, “Uh, a little jet lagged is all.” “If you say so. If you...” She trailed off, “require anything at all, please tell me.” “That bourbon?” “Oh!” Her face lit up in realization, “I forgot! I will return shortly!” She handed me one of the keycards before hurrying out of the room. I sighed as she left, wondering if she actually would come back. I got to putting away clothes for about 20 minutes and changing into something to sleep in. There came a knock on my door before being somewhat rudely unlocked. The kikimora threw the door open and dashed in with a paper bag in hand. She panted as she bent over, hands on her knees, “I--” She wheezed, out of breath, “I got it, sir. I had to run to a convenience store for it.” “You didn’t have to do that,” I frowned, “I don’t need my liquor that bad.” “No--” She coughs a little bit, “Its no trouble at all, sir. Here.” I took the bottle from her, “Thank you.” “Of course, sir. Anything else I can do for you?” “No thanks. I’m gonna drink a little bit and go to sleep.” “Of course, Sir. Have a good night. If you require my aid, just put 331 into your courtesy phone there and I will pick up.” I nodded, “Got it,” The kikimora gave me a bow before turning to leave, “Oh, one more thing,” I quickly added as she grabbed the door handle, “What's your name?” “Oh! How rude of me,” She smiled apologetically, “Lola, at your service. Good night, sir.” Lola stepped from the room leaving me alone in a dark room. I poured myself a glass of the stuff she tried so hard to get for me. I took a sip of it and nodded. Better than the stuff I drank back home, at least. I could look forward to drinking myself to sleep every night, at least. I was woken up by the curtains being thrown open and sunlight streaming in through the windows. I grumbled and rolled over, “Up! Up!” Lola commanded as she tore the comforter off of me, “You said you would be up before seven!” She started whistling and tweeting angrily. “What time is it?” I asked as I rolled onto my stomach, face down. “Five to seven. You have your meeting in about an hour.” “Right,” I grunted and sat up, wiping my eyes. “Anon,” She pointed at me and used a firm tone, “Do you plan on laying there all day?” “I’m getting up. Did miss Logarian put you up to this?” “If you had looked through your contract,” She chuckles darkly, “you would know that you have been written into my care during your stay. Whatever I believe is best for your relaxation and work is what I will push you towards, sir,” I gave her a leer that made the color drain from her face, “I apologize, I did not mean to offend you.” I sighed and got out of the bed, “Can I have some privacy while I get ready.” Lola frowned at me, “As you wish,” Without another word she hurried out of the room. I got up and got in the shower. I let the hot water run over my body before scrubbing myself clean. As I got out, I could hear Lola in the hallway as she sang in her songbird voice. It was pleasant, lovely almost. I put some pants on and poked my head out the door, “What are you still doing out here?” She jumped as my voice reaches her ears. “I-I am to see you to your meeting, Anon,” She explains quickly, “I cannot wander far.” “Fine. Come in,” I threw the door open and she dashed in excitedly. I went to the bathroom to shave the stubble off my face. “Do you desire some music, sir?” “Go for it,” I answered without thinking. Lola moved to the middle of the open floor and cleared her throat. She started to sing like a songbird and perform a small, entrancing dance. I had to stop shaving and just watch her dance adorably in a little circle as she shook her feathers and hips for me. “Anon?” She suddenly stopped, harshly yanking me from my stupor. “Huh?” “Do you not need to get ready, sir?” “Oh, right.” She went back to singing and dancing as I tried my best to get ready. I had to push the distraction into the back of my mind by thinking of something else. I thought of computers and data, but my thoughts kept returning to Lola’s adorable dancing and cute singing, ‘Such a sweetheart,’ I thought to myself as I thought about how she ran to the store for me. I ended up standing still and focusing on the image in my mind of her cute face. I put a dressy shirt on and started trying to fasten my tie. I frowned as I struggled to tie it, “Here, sir,” Lola stepped before me, I noted she was just a few inches shorter than me. I could feel her warm breath as she delicately tied my tie, “Is an eldredge knot fine? It looks very fancy~” “U-uh, sure. Do whatever would look good,” I grunted as I averted my gaze. “Do you have another tie? This hardly matches your shirt,” She frowned before moving to the dresser and digging through my belongings. “T-that's the only one I brought,” I admitted quietly. She sighed, “I will be right back, sir,” I sat on the foot of the bed and frowned at myself in the mirror. I fumbled with my phone for only seven minutes before Lola returned, “This red tie will look much better with your white shirt. Light blue is not your color, Anon. Perhaps it would look better with a white or black shirt rather than this cream shirt you brought.” “Sorry,” I sighed as she started tying my tie again. “Do not be, sir. Allow me to accompany you down to the meeting room, Anon,” I nodded silently and let her lead me back into the elevator. I glanced at myself in the reflection of the glass, “You look great,” Lola told me with a smile. I blushed, “Y-you too,” I stammered, making her laugh. “This way, Anon,” She steps from the elevator, colorful tail wagging as she whistles for herself--Or was it for me? I stepped from the meeting after three grueling hours. I breathed a sigh of relief and slumped my shoulders as I finally took a second to relax. I stood up straight as I heard clacks on the tile moving towards me quickly, “Anon, hello!” Lola sang as she strut up to me, “How did it go?” “Fine enough,” I shrugged, “Sealed the deal after we all gave massive presentations. I should call my boss.” “How about you head to the pool? Its nice and hot today!” “I didn’t bring my trunks,” I explained apologetically. Lola sighed and shook her head at me, “Go up to your room and I will join you shortly,” Lola dashed off after giving me a small bow. I rode the elevator up and hardly got settled into my room before Lola reappeared, “How are you so fast?” I asked as she panted and coughed. “Taking the stairs three at a time!” She smiled and wheezed at me before offering me a pair of trunks. I slowly realised something, “Please tell me you’re not paying out of pocket for these things,” I pleaded as I examined the pineapple print covered trunks. Amazingly, they were my size. She giggled at my seemingly outlandish worries, “Its all on your boss, Miss Logarian. Anything you want or need is covered by her. Get changed and let us head to the pool.” I nodded and got changed in the bathroom while listening to Lola sing more. I smiled a little bit as I took off my dress shirt and pants and changed into a plain t-shirt and the trunks, “How do I look?” I asked arms out to my side. Lola smiled, “Here, you are merely missing these,” She handed me a pair of mirrored sunglasses, “Do you plan on wearing socks and sandals?” “Oh n-no,” I slipped my socks off quickly as Lola laughed at me. “Come on now, pool time. What do you desire for lunch?” She asked as she took me by the wrist and pulled me from my room. “Pizza,” I answered simply as we stepped down the halls, the sound of my flip flops slapping against the bottom of my feet reverberated through the quiet, empty halls. “Just pizza?” She gave me a quizzical look to which my only response was a silent nod, “As you wish. I will put in an order for one,” She used a small radio to call it in to some unseen person. Again, I got into the elevator with Lola and we rode it to the first floor, her chirping and singing happily the whole time. “Do you always sing?” I asked quietly as we stepped through the sparsely populated halls of the hotel. It wasn’t wedding season, thankfully. “D-do you not like it?’ “No, no, no, I like it--Its very pleasant. I was just curious. A friend of mine married a kikimora and she never sings like you do. She just drinks and speaks in Russian sometimes,” I quickly explained. “You... Like it?” She gave me a wide smile before opening the door for me to the back area of the hotel. I peered out at the ocean and sandy beach beyond the walls of the pool area. I frowned as I looked at all the couples horseplaying in the pool or relaxing on pool chairs together, “Over here~” Lola sang, pulling me from the depressive trance and over to a single reclining seat situated under an umbrella. I sat on it, leaning back and putting my legs up, “Thanks.” “Any time, sir,” I sat still, putting the shades on as I jealously watched loving couples enjoying their honeymoons. I could only stew in my loneliness and mild anger at being tricked into taking a vacation, “Anon?” Lola’s singsong voice tore me back to reality once more, “Did you not say you needed to contact your boss?” “Ah, of course,” I grabbed my phone and punched in her number. She picked up almost instantly, “Hey, boss.” “Anon! How are you doing? Enjoying your little forced vacation?” She cackled. I smiled at her little joke, “Its nice and warm here and the service is great too,” I joked back, “I got the account, in case you were wondering.” “Oh, I wasn’t. I knew we had it,” I frowned, “Anyways, tell me more about the service, or should I say servant?” I tilted my head, “Huh?” “The maid?” “You mean Lola?” “Yes, how are you two getting along?” She asked with annoyance in her voice. I glanced at the rainbow colored, tanned and gorgeous kikimora. She had put on a matching pair of mirrored shades as she stared out at the people with a frown on her face, trying not to listen in on my quiet conversation, “We get along just fine. I don’t understand why you decided to write in that contract that I’m explicitly under her care.” My boss was silent for a few moments, “Well... you know how I went on vacation with my hubby a while ago? Lola was very helpful on that trip and just like you she's a hopeless romantic and... I owed her a... Tip, y’know?” “Tip? Why didn’t you just pay her?” My boss groaned, “Because I wanted to help her out and I already knew you two would be perfect together! The tip is YOU!” “You can’t just--” I started to hiss. “Its in your contract that you so willingly signed~” “God dammit Lo--” “Play nice and you’ll probably get that promotion you’ve been considered for,” She interjected. “Really? This is what we’re doing now?” I sighed. “And that raise~” I pinched the bridge of my nose, “We’ll see.” “I’m counting on you, Anon!” I hung up after that. “Is everything alright?” Lola asked me as I leaned back in the chair. “Yeah,” I grunted and stared at the couples having the times of their lives. She was hesitant to speak again, instead she stood silently near me for a time. I felt myself becoming agitated as I soaked in what my boss had done. I knew I would never sign a contract from her without reading it again, “Anon?” Lola finally worked up the courage to speak. “What?” I snapped as my anger burst forth. The kikimora shied away from my outburst and stayed quiet with a sad frown staining her cute face, “I-I’m sorry,” I muttered quietly, “That was wrong of me.” “Perhaps we should go back to your room?” She suggests, “You have been agitated since you set foot out here.” I looked around at the mamano/human couples then back at Lola, “Sure. Sorry I ruined this.” Lola was silent until we got back to the elevators, “Do not be sorry. I am the one ruining your short time of relaxation,” It looked like all the color had drained from her feathers and skin, “I understand how you feel,” She stood at the opposite side of the elevator, giving me as much space as possible, “I too look at the honeymooning couples and the families and grow jealous and spiteful at something I can never have. Miss Logarian told me you might as well,” She stared longingly out the elevator’s window and only turned around once the elevator had stopped to follow me to my room, “I will continue to give you service when you call upon it but will leave you to relax how you see fit,” She pulled a small clock out of her pocket, “Your pizza should be ready, one moment,” She slowly trudged away with her vibrant tail dragging across the floor. I went into the room and put on comfy shorts. I turned the TV and began channel surfing despite knowing that it would all be mamano programming. I knew full well what I was doing as I passed shows and commercials depicting loving couples in various acts. I knew the only chance I had to change from this self loathing, work focused person was to do something now or damn us both to loneliness forever. The mamano dating process was short and lifelong couples were formed almost instantly. Perhaps the magic of a cupid was afflicting me, or perhaps it was the magic of her cute yet enticing mating dance and her desperate mating calls. I had ample time to ponder as she had already admitted defeat slowing her way down. The slow knock came from my door and I sprang up instantly and dashed over. Lola stood there pizza box in hand and head dropped low, “Here. I hope you have a relaxing rest of your stay. If you need anything--” “I need something RIGHT now,” I interrupted her. She looked up at me with surprise with a tear stained face, “I need someone to help me eat this pizza. A-and hang out with me.” She stared at me as the color slowly returned to her. She burst out laughing at me, “Real smooth, Anon. Of course I will. Unless you wished for me to fetch another person.” “No. Come in, please. Save me from this lonely vacation,” I ordered. The kikimora gladly obliged with my demands by teasingly pushed past me and entered the room and set the pizza on the table. I took a slice and plopped down on the couch and the kikimora quickly followed suit. She pressed herself against me as she slowly ate her slice of pizza, humming a strange yet happy tune, “Anything else you require, master?” She asked. The way she referred to me as master gave me strange chills, “Would you sing for me again?” Joy spread across Lola’s face, “At once, master!” She sprang up after quickly finishing off her meal and started chirping for me. It was the same cute and happy routine but I didn’t mind much. I lie on my back with Lola laying on top of me. Her hands idly pat my chest as she chirped at me. The smile hadn’t left her face since I let her back into my room, “Hey,” I whispered. “Hm?” She inched closer to my face with a grin on her lips. “I wanted to apologize again for upsetting you.” The kikimora pushed herself up and planted a kiss on my cheek, “You do not need to.” “But I--” She shut me up with a kiss on the lips, “Shh,” She pulled back for a moment and wrapped her arms around my neck. She stared me in the eyes as a whistle escaped her lips. She kissed me again, “What did you fall for? My singing or my dancing?” I shrugged, “Does it matter? I love hearing and seeing both.” I got another kiss for my answer, “Fair enough. Will I be coming home with you?” “I’d hope so,” I ran my fingers through her feather blonde hair causing her to chirp loudly out of pleasure. “I would love to, master Anon. Perhaps we could come back here for our honeymoon?” I smiled, “I dunno. Maybe somewhere cold. Oh, a little cabin in the frigid cold of Canada! We can cuddle by the fire and play in the snow.” The smile on her face was replaced with a disheartened frown, “I-If you wish, master.” I laughed, “I’m kidding. We’ll go somewhere tropical for you.” She buried her face in my neck, “Thank you,” She chirped. I listened as her quiet whistling and singing slowly stopped as she drifted off to sleep. I rested one hand on her head, keeping it pressed against me and wrapped the other around her hips. My own little slice of paradise to take home with me. Better than any souvenir I could buy! I fell asleep with a little, contented smile on my face. I woke up to the curtains being thrown open, the sunlight streaming in right on my face and by loud singing. I jolted up in bed, “What is it? What's wrong?” “Hm?” Lola tilted her smiling face at my question, not understanding what I was asking. “The singing and the... The waking me up so early!” “Oh! Sorry, master,” She climbed back into bed and hugged me, “I wake up like this every morning!” She giggled and kissed me on the cheek. “Oh...” I sighed and leaned back down as the chirping harpy sang quietly. Nothing is perfect, I suppose. But Lola gets damn close.
I woke up in a cold bed to a blaring alarm. I was used to it at this point, but I wished she wouldn’t do this. Right on time, I heard the front door open and close. She was home so I got out of bed and went to check on her. She was on the couch, wiping her arm and leg fur clean, “Good morning,” I mumbled to her. She blinked at me with her beautiful green eyes. She was a gorgeous woman with animal-like tendencies and pointy black ears on top of her head of long, luxurious black hair. Her hands were like paws, claws and all, her arms were covered in black fur up to the elbow and her legs were covered in black fur in a similar fashion. Unlike most other cat girls, she had a mane of fur around her neck, similar to a manticore or lion girl. She was wearing jorts and a black tank top. She turned her nose towards the air as I entered, as if I wasn’t worth her time, “Hmph,” She huffs. “How was the hunt?” “Fine,” She was always like this until her post hunt adrenaline died down. I checked behind the couch, I knew she liked to hide things from me there. A terrified harpy bound in rope stared up at me from the floor where she lay, “Princess!” I shouted angrily. “You weren’t supposed to see that! It was a gift for later!” “I am so sorry,” I sighed as I pulled a knife from my pocket and cut the harpy loose, “Are you alright? She merely sniffled as I pulled her to her feet, “I-I’m fine,” I quickly scanned her body. It looked like my wife hadn’t cut her up too bad, “C-can I go home?” “No!” My wife protested. “Yeah come on,” I led her to the front door and opened it for her. The harpy scurried out and flew away. I glared at my wife, “Why do you keep bringing girls back!? I know you don’t want me to fuck them!” She merely growled at the back of her throat and scowled at me, “Sorry, I shouldn’t be raising my voice at you,” I sighed. She sighed back. She knew she shouldn’t be acting like this either, “They’re trophies. From my hunt,” She explains. She didn’t seem to feel bad, in fact I know she didn’t. She’s way too proud. “You can’t just mount live girls on your wall,” I rubbed my eyes with my hands, “You need to stop doing this, the police are gonna get involved some day.” She huffs, “Hmph, they can’t touch me.” “Well, I’ll visit you in jail, Princess,” I knew I was feeding into her self importance by calling her that. I glanced at her and my eyes grew wide, “Where is your collar!?” I demanded. Princess gave me a scared look as I raised my voice again, “S-somewhere,” She said bluntly as she tried to maintain her regal attitude. I groaned, “Why did you beg me to buy you that expensive thing when you don’t even wear it?” “Its a sign of our marriage. But you had to buy one with a bell on it,” She explains haughtily. “Yeah, like with a house cat, its so those other unfortunate mamano can hear you coming,” I shook my head, “I’m gonna get started on work soon. Do you need anything?” Princess doesn’t respond, still upset that I let her catch go. I shook my head at her and retreated to my office with only a cup of coffee and a bagel. I was sitting on the couch, back to the armrest with my legs up on the rest of the couch with a nice soft blanket over them. My laptop was on a little tray that was elevated off the couch. The whole at home tech support gig wasn't that bad. If not for new laws that monster girls brought with them banning the ordering of food online, which was only implemented to force neets to brave the streets where they could get caught by a prowling mamano--which is how Princess got me--I would never leave the house. I had a scheduled phone call in about ten minutes so I was just killing time until then. I could hear something scratching at the door. I sighed before calling, “Enter,” Even if she acted like she was the biggest and most important thing in the universe, she still respected my boundaries and let my time in my office be my private time. Princess swaggered into the room with a bottle in her hand. An alcoholic lemonade, her favorite, “Anon,” She merely said my name and looked at me expectantly. “What?” I asked, pretending I didn’t know what she wanted. “Anon,” She meowed again, this time with a bit more sass. She looked exhausted, which is expected after being up all night picking on smaller girls and getting into fights with hellhounds and dragons. She was a big strong girl, big and strong enough to go toe to toe with some of the strongest mamano species. But even then, she lost a lot of the time. She had some fresh scratches on her face and arms as well as a new tear in her tank top. I shot her a glance before patting my thigh, an invitation to sit with me. She set the bottle down on a chairside table before taking my laptop tray and moving it to the floor, “Its time for your break,” She informed me. She knew I wouldn’t take my breaks without her interruption. “Yeah.” She grabbed my chin and pressed her lips against mine. I could taste the tart liquid in her mouth still. Her rough tongue pushed its way into my mouth and brushed against my tongue. I used to hate it, but now it didn’t bother me much, “Are you mad at me?” Princess’s words brought me out of my small daze. I looked down at her as she gently kneaded on the blanket between us. She loved that blanket for some reason. “No. I just wish you’d make better choices. I only raise my voice and get mad because I don’t want to see you get in trouble or get hurt.” “You’re lying, you wouldn’t care if I didn’t come home at all,” Princess mewled. I suppose even the queen of this house can feel self deprecating. “You know I’d be upset. I would panic and go looking for you as soon as I thought you were missing,” I assured her. I began to scratch her under the chin causing her to purr loudly. Her kneading moves to my thighs. Her sharp claws pressed into my soft, delicate flesh and gently punctured it. It wasn’t too unlike being lovingly bit by a wife. It made my skin tingle. One of her hands accidentally moved to my crotch. I got hard almost instantly. Princess looked up at me as her pupils turned into slits; the hunt was on, “A snake!” She shouted as a grin slowly spread across her lips. “Princess, I have to be on a call in five minutes,” I pleaded. “I have to save you from that snake!” She leapt off the couch and onto the carpeted floor. She landed on all fours and slowly crawled up to the side of the couch as her tail flicked to and fro. “Princess--” I began to beg once more. She pounced. In one quick motion the blanket was torn from my body, in the next, my shorts. I tried to fight her off, like I usually do, to no avail. She put one hand on my chest to hold me still as the other slowly pulled down my underwear. She pulled me so my legs were off the couch before she pulled my legs over her shoulders. She firmly held my legs in place with her big fluffy paws, “Oh, that's not a snake... How could you trick me, Anon? Well, I suppose I had better take care of this while I am down here. What would you do without me?” She grinned again before sticking her tongue out and slowly inching towards my already hard member. My phone went off making my held breath finally exhale as a sigh of relief. Princess gave me an innocent look as she grabbed my phone and handed it to me. Her claws began to gently caress my inner thighs, “Hello?” I put on my friendly customer service voice. “Hey, Anon. Just wanted to go over that new program installation with you. Is right now still good?” My client asked. “Y-yeah now’s fine. Uh, are you on the download page?” I asked, trying to remain as casual as possible. Princess had me exactly where she wanted me. She pulled my legs over her shoulders again and then pursed her lips and put one finger in front of them. I jumped a little bit as she gripped my legs again with her claws digging into my skin. She breathed heavily onto my netherregions, her hot breath made me shudder with anticipation. At any moment, she could bite down on my ‘snake’ and I would be at her mercy. She knew I was loud when teased, hopefully she was feeling merciful. I started through the instructions with my customer. It was a very basic installation, the main reason I was on the phone was the help the customer through the somewhat confusing product registration part, “Just press the little gears awaaaa--” I suddenly uttered a quiet moan before slapping my hand over my mouth. Princess was very slowly running her rough tongue up my throbbing member. “Is everything alright?” The customer asked. “Y-yeah, just dropped something. Once you open the gears--” I shut my mouth again as her tongue was run up my penis again, “Then hit the general settings button, then navigate to another, then finally to the registration,” I started to walk him through it slowly. At the very end, I had to read off a small string of numbers. We couldn’t just email it to them for some reason. I started to read the string of numbers. My usually sadistic and teasing Princess merely happily kissed the head softly. “Hey, thanks a bunch, Anon,” My customer happily expressed his gratitude. “No problem,” I was sweating from Princess’s body heat and teasing but I couldn’t let a customer know I was being molested while on the phone, “If you need anything else or have any issues, shoot me an email.” We exchanged pleasant and polite goodbyes before hanging up. I put the phone aside as Princess tilted her head at me, “Everything go well?” She asked with seemingly earnest interest. “No thanks to you,” I grunted, “Alright, I’m all yours now.” Princess giggled, “Mmmm. I think I am going to sleep,” She stopped gripping me and stood, “No touching your doodle,” She warned as my hand moved towards my own crotch. She could smell it if I even put my hand near it. “Do you have to go out tonight?” I whined, “I miss your warmth in bed.” Princess had her back to me, bottle in hand. She glanced over her shoulder at me, “Do you really?” I put my pants back on and shuffled back onto the couch, “I know you love going out at night. I just wish we could spend a bit more time together,” I explained mournfully. She stopped glancing back at me and left the room. I sighed and went back to my work. I replied to only a few emails before I heard a soft jingling noise. Princess held two things in her hands, a new bottle of alcohol, despite it being before lunch, and her soft leather collar with a tiny soft sounding demon silver bell. She set the bottle down and sat on my lap. Forcibly, she put her collar in my hand before looking up towards the ceiling. I scratched her chin, making her purr again before gently wrapping the leather around her neck and securing it loosely. She grabbed it and adjusted it with a low growl emitting from her throat, “Eugh. I’m not used to it still,” She mumbles. “Don’t be such a baby.” “How about you take a half day, for me?” She asks simply, ignoring my jab. Without waiting for an answer, she moved my laptop and put her head in my lap, “Need a sip?” “I’m on the clock, Princess.” “Then get off the clock, dammit,” She groans, “I just wanna spend some time with you! Its Friday! Our one month is tomorrow! You shouldn’t have to work!” I stopped myself from reminding her she was just about to go to bed. I pat her head gently, “I’ll get the rest of the day off. How about we get something for lunch? I’ll call it in and you can walk and pick it up?” I offer, “I’ve gotta send a few more emails.” “Sure...” She trailed off, looking like she had something else she wanted to say but stopped herself. “Double bacon cheeseburger and a large fry, right? Maybe some onion rings too?” I put the idea in her head to try and get her to perk up. “Onion rings,” She started to salivate. She got up and grabbed my shoulders, “Order it! I’m hungry!” Despite being much larger than me, Princess demanded I always be the one to hold her. I got the feeling she wanted to be a little house cat like the five foot nekomata down the street, “Why can’t this movie be longer,” She whined as her favorite movie ended. A mamano horror romance titled ‘Manticore Manor.’ She always got a little hot and bothered during the end sex scene where the six armed manticore held her man down and had her way with him. I was amazed that porn was passed off as romance now. “Want another movie?” I asked. “Nah,” She rolled over and kissed me on the lips, “Its bed time soon, isn't it?” I checked my watch, it was only nine thirty, “Uh--” I stopped as my heart began to race. Princess’s pupils were already slits. It was time for the hunt once more. I knew this late at night she wouldn’t merely toy with her prey, “I’ll give you ten seconds,” She whispered, “before I begin my hunt,” She grinned and got up off the couch, “Better hurry~” She cooed. I rolled off the couch and scrambled to my feet, “One,” I rushed down the hallway of my small house, “Two,” I got out of earshot as I slipped into my office. I slid myself behind the couch and covered my mouth to mask my breathing. The house was silent. Princess’s sight, smell and hearing was leagues above my own, she wouldn’t struggle at all to find me. I could hear her prowling through the house. The light jingling of her bell and the opening and closing of doors, “I can smell you! I’ll have you between my claws soon enough!” She called with a giggle. It made my heart pound. The noises suddenly stopped. I felt a real terror, like when you completely lose track of the monster in a horror game. I nearly screamed as the couch was thrown aside, “THERE YOU ARE!” She screamed with a laugh as she pounced on me. I struggled against her, trying to remove her claws as she pulled the clothes off my body. She wouldn’t rip them, she knew how upset that made me. Suddenly she straddled me and put her hands on my face. The struggle had ended, “You’re not... REALLY afraid of me, right? You know I’m not a bloodthirsty monster, right? I just lose myself in the lust,” She gently caressed my face. My chest slowly stopped heaving, “Princess,” I chuckled, “I’m just playing along. I know you love this stuff.” Her demeanor completely changed as she gently removed my shorts. I was down to my underwear. She picked me up over one shoulder as a show of strength before carrying me to the bedroom. Like a sack of potatoes being handled roughly by a grocery store employee, I was dumped onto the bed. Princess removed her own clothes but kept the ever jingling collar on. She straddled me and gently rubbed herself against my slowly hardening member. I could feel her love juices slowly leaking out and soaking into the fabric of my underwear, “Ready or not~” She with with a grin. In the darkness of the room, I could really only see the vague outline of her pale body as her black fur and hair were nearly invisible in the low light, “Here... I... Come,” She removed the last piece of my clothes before impaling herself with my member, “Come on, struggle,” She encouraged as she slowly began to move herself up and down my fully erect member. I tried to push her off while fully knowing the futility of it. A mamano that wasn’t on the hunt was much stronger than me, and one that was and had me in her clutches would easily be able to over power me. She grabbed my wrists and held them over my head as she grinned at me like a cheshire in heat. I would slip my hands out from under hers every so often and I would try again to push on her chest, mostly just to feel her large breasts. She was toying with me, letting me feel like I could escape before finally going in for the kill. She placed a hand on my chest and the other on my head, forcing me to look to the side as she held me down. She sped up her pace as I stopped my futile flailing. She was purring and growling amongst her moaning. She kept going faster and faster until we both suddenly gasped and held our collective breath. Princess threw her head back and growled loudly as an orgasm shook her. I shuddered as my precious baby batter left my body, filling my wife’s womb, “Oh, yes!” She cried as she began to pant. She removed her hands from my body and rolled onto her back next to me, “Another round? I’ll let you top~” Even if I was exhausted, I wouldn’t say no. I couldn’t say no. I panted and crawled onto the bed after a round of missionary. I was completely spent. Princess cuddled around me like I was a body pillow. She always enjoyed cuddling like this in bed ever since I met her. I could hear her heart pounding as my head was pressed between her breasts. I struggled against her bear hug and managed to wrap my arms around her neck. I ran my fingers through her neck fluff and hair as she gently ran her claws across my back. It already stung from how she dug them into me during entercourse when I was on top, “Hey,” She whispered, “I-I know I don’t say it enough... But I love you. I’m just scared I’ll say it and you won’t say it back. On account of... How I made you mine.” “You mean the ‘proactive dating’ as the higher ups call it?” I chuckled. “Yes! I just--” “I love you. Never assume I don’t.” “Even if I stay out all night getting into fights and kidnapping girls, won’t tell you my real name and I don’t have a job?” “Well, why do you stay out at night?” I asked as I pet her gently. “Because-- Because I want to get stronger. I want to be the strongest I can for you. I have to be able to fight off any girl for you,” She sounded completely serious. I laughed, “You’re plenty strong. Its not like I go outside much anyways.” “W-well, yeah. But still, what if they break in? I have to defend my man.” “You’re just being paranoid, Princess. But, I won’t tell you to stop doing what you love. Just... Stop kidnapping smaller girls, please? Just catch and release.” She grumbled quietly, “Fine.” “I won’t pester you about a job. Its kinda rough right now. But why won’t you tell me your name?” “You’ll stop calling me Princess. It makes me feel like your queen, that I am above others,” She proudly explained. I laughed, “It was supposed to be a knock against how big and crass you are. A dainty name for such a big strong girl.” She giggled and squeezed me, “You’re such a nerd. I love you,” She said again. “I love you too. Go to sleep, Princess.” “Alright, alright,” She yawned. I happily fell asleep in her arms.
I rode the carriage that was sent to pick me up into the mamano part of town. I had expected it to be a little seedy and downtrodden, but they seemed to be doing well. They didn’t seem to use very much electricity compared to magical lights and torches. Monsters walked through the light rain and fog as they went about their business. It was like a chinatown, but for zipangu, a place from the mamano realm not too unlike eastern Asia. The aesthetic and architecture was also not too much unlike that of ancient eastern Asia. My heart pounded nervously as I stared out the window. I was in this town for one thing. To get my rocks off. My luck with human women had hit rock bottom since monster girls showed up and an associate of mine had spoken about how he went back to see the same girl every weekend. Pretty cheap too, apparently. Even when I had luck with girls, I had never cashed in my V card. Can’t really explain why, I guess at the time it didn’t matter to me at the time, but now with monster girls-- beautiful and exotic women on the prowl, my natural urges were suddenly peaking. Some said monsters were putting something in the air or the water, and I was inclined to believe them. While they had taken over our governments since coming here a few months ago, they left us to our own devices, mostly. Even then I knew very little about them and hadn’t bothered to learn their seemingly esoteric laws. “We are here,” The driver of the small carriage announced. The robed woman jumped down from the driver’s seat and opened the door for me. “Thank you,” I quickly thanked her and reached into my pocket for my wallet. “Do not worry about paying me. Miss Shinsi has covered you. It is tradition for all of those that visit her inn,” She offered a small smile and gave me a slight bow, “Have a wonderful rest of your night.” “Thanks, you too,” I turned and walked into the warm and welcoming looking inn. I stomped up a small gravel path lit by soft candle light. I shouldered my bag with my overnight stuff that I was instructed to bring. I was amazed with how nice the place looked. Like a real Japanese inn. A woman stepped through the curtain separating the lobby of the inn from the outside word. She wore a green kimono, had a brown and black raccoon tail, round ears on the top of her head and small glasses on her little button nose in front of her big brown eyes. “Mister Anon?” She asked. I nodded, “Come, come! You are just in time for dinner!” “Thank you, Miss Shinsi,” I smiled as she held the curtain open for me. I had spoken to her and set up this whole arrangement over the internet last week. “It is no trouble dear. Oh, I hope you have the payment...?” She asked under her breath as she grabbed my arm to keep me from entering. “Of course,” I put a little burlap bag of gold coins in her hand. It was only about a hundred dollars worth of mamano coins. She weighed it in her hand, “Good! Good!” She grinned, “Come, come. Your partner for tonight is waiting!” “W-wait, I don’t get a choice?” “I showed the available girls your profile,” She pulled a tablet from beneath her clothes and held it up for me to look at as she turned the screen on, “and this one insisted you be put into her care,” I gazed upon the visage of a pale skinned woman. She had short white hair done up in two buns, piercing red eyes with black slits for pupils and pointy ears covered in white scales. She was absolutely gorgeous, “Is she to your standards? I could find another taker if you... Want another,” She added hesitantly. I shook my head at the idea, “No, she’ll do.” “Allow me to lead you to her chambers,” Miss Shinsi looked down at me, “Please take your shoes off here and place them in one of the cubbies over there. Take your bag with you,” I did as she instructed and tossed my shoes into a little wooden container before following her into a hallway. Like I thought, the air of the inn was incredibly inviting. Warm lights of various sources, comfy seats strewn about the lobby, a kikimora in a kimono serving sake to the few guests lounging there with their ladies for the night. I passed various girls standing in the wooden hall, onis drank something out of a bottle that they passed back and forth, a kitsune smoked a sweet smelling herb out of a long pipe and some kind of umbrella girl waved at me with a cheerful smile. I waved back, “This is her chamber. Have a wonderful night,” She slid the door panel open for me before wandering off to check on the other girls. I stepped into the dark room and the door shut behind me, “H-Hello?” I called into the dark. “Come sit,” A voice called softly with a somewhat thick accent. I couldn’t place what it was, probably because it was from another world. She lit a candle with a flame from her finger and set it on top of a low table. Even in the low light, her beauty was divine. She wore a beautiful white kimono. I took the seat across from her and set my bag and coat aside. She smiled softly at me, “I have been quite anxious to meet you, Anon,” I sat across from her on a pillow on the floor. “Y-yeah, same,” I nervously stammered as I struggled to make eye contact with her. She stood as a kettle on the stove behind her began to cry. My eyes grew wide as I gazed upon her whole body. She had the body of a snake from the waist down. Beautiful pearlescent white scales covered her snake body. She slithered gracefully to the stove and came back with the kettle and two cups. She coiled up her tail around itself under her and began to pour the hot liquid into the two cups, “Is something amiss?” “N-no, I h-haven’t seen a snake woman in person before.” “Are you displeased?” She asked sadly. “No, I was just s-surprised,” I smiled weakly, unable to get a hold of my nerves. She set one of the drinks before me on a stone coaster, “Drink. It will soothe your nerves. You could smoke it as well if you would prefer.” I nodded and blew on the liquid. It was a black color but smelled incredibly sweet. It was a bit like whatever that kitsune had been smoking. It tasted sweet too. The after taste was a tiny bit bitter, but it was pleasant, “Thank you.” “I hope you like noodles. I have been making some from scratch today. Just for you~” She giggled, “They will be ready soon.” “I didn’t realise this was all part of what I was buying,” I chuckled, “A-am I supposed to pay you as well?” “Do not worry, Anon. Miss Shinsi would not have let you come this far if you had not paid. I am more than happy to feed you,” She smiled at me. She jumped as a timer dinged. She got up again quickly and started dishing up two bowls of hot noodles. She put some meat from another pan into the bowls and then brought both over to the table. She lit two more candles to give us a bit more light to eat with. All the flames she used were magical and burned a bright blue. “I never caught your name,” I whispered as she handed me a pair of chopsticks and a deep spoon. I looked down into the bowl at the meat and thick hot noodles. She stirred her noodles and smiled, “You may call me Akiyama. You do not seem proficient with chopsticks,” She giggled at me as I started to struggle with them. She slithered to my side of the table and gently gripped my hand with her cold, soft fingers as she helped me learn. I glanced at her as her forked tongue shot out of her mouth for just a moment. She leaned closer, “Such a wonderful smell. Untainted spirit energy,” Her warm breath glided down my neck. “H-huh?” I nervously shook a little bit. “You have never lain with another woman, have you?” Her hands ran up and down my back before being placed on my shoulders. I shook my head, “Wonderful. I have never lain with a man either. No need to be embarrassed. Such a man is highly coveted in mamano society. Please eat. Your udon will get cold,” She returned to her own seat and started eating quietly. I watched her use the chopsticks to pick up the noodles then use her spoon underneath it as she brought it to her lips. I mimicked her to the best of my abilities. It was absolutely delicious. “Would you lay out the futon, Anon?” Akiyama asked as she quickly did the dishes, “I will join you in just a moment,” I nodded as I pushed the table aside. The futon was folded up in the corner. I grabbed it and rolled out the dark blue mat and grabbed the large blanket too. Both were more than big enough for two people, “Do not worry about the extra blankets, it is sure to get hot and steamy in here tonight,” She chuckled as she slithered up to me. I nodded, only slightly nervous now after two cups of that tea she fed me. She once more, delicately yet firmly, put her hands upon me, “Would you like for us to slip into something a bit more comfortable or are you looking to get right into it?” She smiled nervously as she began to disrobe. “Uh... Um...” I didn’t have a clue as to what I was doing. She must have sensed my confusion and nervousness, “Do not worry, Anon. I will take the lead,” She let her dress drop to the floor and presented her nude form to me. Not a blemish on her perfect pale skin. She took hold of my wrists and gingerly brought my hands up to her breasts. I gently squeezed her shapely breasts making her gasp and moan quietly. As I played and teased, she undid my belt and let my pants drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and let her pull my shirt off. I fondled her breasts again, completely enamored by how soft and pillowy they were. She groped me through my underwear making me involuntarily shudder, “Someone is eager,” She smiled. I nodded nervously, “I will not keep you waiting,” She poked her fingers under the band that kept my underwear up and slid it down my legs, “Lay down, I will take care of everything,” I did as instructed and got onto the futon. I stared up at her. Her pussy was already leaking love juices, “Such a handsome man,” She giggled before snapping her fingers. All the lights in the room went out. I could hear her slithering around based on the loud dragging noises of her snake body. I felt her lay down beside me, her body was cold but pleasant feeling. Her hand carefully caressed my inner thigh, “Do you mind kissing?” “N-no,” I whimpered as her hand moved to my shaft. Her tail coiled around my legs before she pressed her lips to mine. Her long forked tongue forces itself into my mouth to caress my own tongue. As she still made out with me, she lifted herself onto me and directly down on my member. I cried out in pleasure as the completely unreal sensation made my body convulse. In response, Akiyama coiled her snake body around the two of us. “Apologies. It is instinctual,” She wearily smiled. She wasn’t much better than me as her hips began to move. She was merely teasing my tip and the very inside of her love tunnel. Both of us were panting, moaning and groaning from the intense pleasure we already felt. Neither of us could hold it in as she went all the way to the hilt. Her entire body shook and her pussy quivered as she coaxed the precious fluid out of me. I gladly gave it to her with a loud, pleasure filled cry, “You-- You sound amazing. Moan for me,” She demanded as she went for seconds. Gone was her skittishness, now she knew what she wanted. She took me down to the hilt right away then slowly went up before coming back down a bit more quick. I suddenly realised something, “W-wait! I don’t have any protection on-- Uwahh!” I cried loudly as she forced another moan from my lips. I lost myself in the pleasure of her touch. Her fingers sent tingles up and down my spine as I writhed and shook from the feeling. She made me orgasm again just as she did. We both panted as she collapsed onto me and her tail loosely uncurled around us. She giggled, “You make such cute faces,” Her arms wrapped around my neck tightly. “Uhuh,” Was all I could sputter out. I had no idea how long we lay there before she finally released my member from her pussy. She grumbled a little sadly when she did, “Do you desire for me to wash you? I would very much like to just lay here in this post ecstasy haze,” I shook my head, just wanting to lie in her arms and tail. She kissed me on the cheek before nuzzling against me and resting her head on my shoulder, “Wake me up if you need anything. Please sleep well.” I nodded and fell asleep rather quickly. I woke up slowly and lazily. Akiyama had uncurled me but still lay on top of me. My crotch felt sticky from our combined love fluids from the night before, “Good morning,” She grinned and kissed me on the lips, “A bath then breakfast?” She suggested. “I-I was thinking you would just kick me out this morning,” I chuckled wearily. I felt good. Really good despite my grogginess. Sunlight streamed into the room through a crack in the curtains. She looked offended, “Why would I do that? You are my--” She stopped herself as she searched for the right word, “Guest,” She nodded, “I will not force you to leave. I would be more than happy to host you for another evening.” I shook my head, “B-But- This is all so weird. I’ve heard stories about horrible experiences with prostitutes and--” She put a finger on my lips, “Because I want you to come back and lay in my coils again. Up, up!” She got herself off of me slowly and then pulled me to my feet. I was amazed with how strong she was. She kissed me on the lips before taking me to the bathroom and cleaning me and herself off. Afterwards, she made me breakfast before I decided I needed to go home. After a sad look and a kiss, she let me leave with no resistance. I took a carriage home, paid for by Miss Shinsi. I couldn’t get my mind off of Akiyama. Her curves, her beauty, her voice and her cooking. I wanted more of all of it. I put a bag of coins in Miss Shinsi’s hand. She nodded as she weighed it from muscle memory alone. I felt a great weight fall off my shoulders as I stepped through the doors of the inn, “I hope you have another wonderful stay,” The tanuki smiled before returning to her seat behind the front desk, “Ah, I assumed you could find your way to her quarters again. Shoes off,” She quickly reminded me. “I think I can,” I nodded with some newfound confidence. Akiyama doting on me last week had a lasting impact on me. Or anything else she did to me. I hurried along to her room. The girls I passed nodded and offered me simple pleasantries which I quickly returned. I grabbed the handle of Akiyama’s room and hesitated, wondering if I should knock. The door slid open before I could even consider it, “I could hear you stomping down the hallway,” Akiyama giggled at me, “You can just walk in, Anon. My room is always open for you,” She held out her hand, palm up. I put my hand in hers and she pulled me gently into the room. She closed and locked it behind us with her tail as she began to sweetly assault my mouth with her lips and tongue, “How I missed you,” She cooed in my ear as she pulled me into a firm hug, “Your scent, your voice, your TASTE,” She sighed before going back in for kisses. “A-are you this friendly with all your clients?” I asked nervously. A bewildered, confused look came across her beautiful face followed by a polite laugh, “You are such a kidder, Anon.” “No, I’m serious.” Her smile remained as she lit a few candles, “If you say so. The dumplings I made are nearly finished. I hope you like them as much as the udon from last week.” My stomach rumbled, “I’m sure I will.” “Take your seat and I will join you shortly,” I did as she commanded as she returned to the stove. She had a bit more light in the room today. She really only had a little bookshelf full of a lot of books, a dresser with a mirror, a small katana mounted on the wall, a wall scroll depicting a long dragon, the kitchen area, her table with pillows, and her futon. The bathroom was in a separate room, “How was your week?” She asked quietly as she began to dish up for the two of us. “Fine-- Well, good, really. Whatever you did to me last week has put me in some high spirits!” I laughed, “I guess I was hoping to get seconds on that. A-And your cooking.” Akiyama giggled, “I am happy to hear that. My week was rather boring without your presence. I am running out of books to read. I will have to purchase a few more to pass this week a bit more quickly. Here, eat up, Anon,” She smiled softly as she gave me a plate of dumplings and a small side of rice. My stomach rumbled again as I started to eat, struggling only a little bit with the chopsticks. Akiyama lay on her back on the futon. My belly was full of delicious food and now I was moving onto pleasuring myself using this beautiful woman, “Come on, Anon. Use me,” She smiled. I took another drink of sake before getting on top of her, “R-Ready?” She nodded as part of her tail coiled around my abdomen, “Give it me, handsome,” She gave me an encouraging smile as I slowly lowered myself into her. We both moaned in each other's ears before I started pumping into her. Her long, sharp fingernails scratched my skin as she wrapped her arms around my back. She howled my name as I continued to pump my member into her. She kissed my cheek in between whimpering moans. As I got close to cumming, I got ready to pull out, “Oh, Anon, please,” She moaned, “I’m--” She made another loud noise as she used her tail to force me to cum inside of her. I collapsed on top of her. My arm and legs both ached from being on all fours over her, “Y-You forced me to...” I grunted. She kissed me on the ear, “Why would you not want to? I could name numerous reasons for you to release your seed within my womb.” “You make it sound like you WANT to get pregnant,” I chuckled, “You have to be using magic or something.” She giggled, “Of course, Anon. I hope you do not mind that I want seconds of your delicious body,” She coiled around me and forced me onto my back. I didn't have time to protest before she began moving her hips rapidly. My mind went numb from the pleasure as she milked two more orgasms from me. She rolled off of me onto her side just to let me see a bit of my cum spill out of her, “It makes me feel so warm and joyus, darling,” She smiled. I told myself that she must have some kind of fetish for it, “Y-yeah.” She quickly wiped both of us down with a warm, damp rag before climbing back on top of me and giving me numerous kisses, “Did I drain you too much?” She giggled as she caressed my face. I shook my head and let it fall onto the pillow. She gave me another barrage of kisses before finally settling down and resting her head on my chest. “I’m just amazed with how well you treat me. I’m paying for your company and I really feel like you...” I couldn’t bring myself to utter those two words. Love and me, “You do treat me a lot better than any girl ever has.” “Of course I do, Anon. I would love to continue to shower you in affection and food~” “I-I don’t think I have the money for that. Actually, I got a job offer in a mamano city out west,” I admitted. “Oh! That is wonderful to hear, Anon! Will you take it?” “Not sure.” “Well, for now, sleep. Allow me to rejuvenate every part of you with my coils,” She wrapped herself a bit more tightly around me, “Please, sleep well.” I nodded and let my head hit the pillow. As my weary eyes shut, she gave me one last kiss on the cheek before settling down. It was week five of visiting Akiyama. I was no longer embarrassed or all that nervous about going to visit her. I gave Miss Shinsi her payment and hurried down the hallway. I cautiously opened the door to her room and stepped inside, “Welcome, Anon,” She cheerfully called through the darkness, “Udon again today. But I have a bit of mochi I made earlier for afterwards~” “Thank you,” I took my usual seat and watched her work. She was as stunning as ever. Maybe even more stunning than usual, but I was probably just seeing things. My heart ached a little as she smiled sweetly at me. I couldn’t have her, I was pathetic, merely paying to bask in her beauty for a night out of desperation for a woman’s touch. But she kept treating me well, feeding me and holding me, “Uhm...” I nervously scratched my arm. “Is everything alright?” She asked as she brought me a bowl of delicious noodles, “Did you get that new job?” She asks in a worried tone. “Yeah, e-everything is fine. I did get that job. I actually wanted to speak to you about something, but I think it should wait until tomorrow,” I explained nervously. She gave me a confused look but smiled as she sat across from me. The tip of her tail gently coiled around my ankle. As always, she felt cold to the touch but it was a pleasant cold, “I wanted to speak to you about something too,” She told me excitedly, “But, if you wish to withhold your speech, I will withhold mine,” She teased, “At least until tomorrow. Eat, darling,” She had begun calling me that. I was fine with it, but it made me ache for her even more. As always, it was delicious. I slurped down the last of my noodles and chewed on the last bits of meat. I was going to miss her cooking, “Thank you for the food,” I smiled. “Of course, darling!” She smiled, “Would you get the bed set up? I will join you shortly, of course. I will be just a few moments as I wash dishes,” I nodded and rolled out the futon. I took my shirt off and collapsed onto it, “Is something wrong? You have been frowning quite often.” “Its nothing,” I mumbled. “Oh, darling. I will ease the worry and pain from you. Just like I do every week,” She smiled sweetly again as she slithered to the bed. She removed her clothes as she approached and tossed it aside. She lay her nude form on top of me before quickly removing my pants and gently stroking my member. I could already feel that she was ready to go, “Just relax. Leave it all to me once more,” I nodded and sighed as she inserted me into her, “Nice and slow today,” She smiled as she started riding me slowly in what I had come to know as ‘reverse-missionary.’ She used her hands on my shoulders to support her torso while her tail gently coiled around us. Her hips moved slowly as she gently went further and further down my shaft. Her lips gently pressed against mine before a gentle moan escaped her lips. My mind kept going blank as she showered me with affection and pleasure, “Moan for me~” She giggled as a pleasure filled moan escaped my lips despite my best efforts to hold it in. She worked me slowly as she used my body to her liking, making me writhe and shudder as she saw fit. In only five weeks she had learned everything about my body, “You’re getting close, hm? No reason to hold back. Let it all out~” She whispered in my ear before moving her hips a little faster. I moaned at her touch, completely at her mercy as I lay in her coils. “I-I’m-- I-I--” I grunted. Akiyama pressed her lips against mine to keep me quiet as both of us orgasmed in sync. I didn’t know how she had gotten so good at it, but she always made me cum at the same time as her own powerful orgasms. She lay on top of me as she played with my hair, “Are you content with one time tonight? I would love to just lie in your arms tonight,” She asked quietly. I nodded, “I’m fine,” I held her head against my chest as she snuggled up against me. I was always hesitant to pet her hair. The buns she did her hair in looked meticulously crafted. I caressed the back of her neck making her shudder. “Oooh, darling. Your touch is wonderful~” She ran her sharp nails down my back making me shudder as well, “Now sleep, allow all your weariness to melt away.” I nodded and closed my eyes as she kissed me on the chin. “What did you want to talk about?” I asked Akiyama as she gave me a plate of pancakes. Oddly western despite her usual serving of eastern foods. “Oh, you first, darling. You brought it up first,” She smiled at me as she poured some homemade syrup on both of our plates. “W-well,” I felt a physical pain about what I was going to say, “I wanted to thank you. For having me and taking care of me so well while I’m here.” “Of course! I am more than happy to!” I ate some of the pancakes before continuing, “Honestly, you’ve helped me a lot. I was struggling a lot to just live my life. Things are looking up for me despite how everything changed only a few months ago.” She put her hand on my wrist and tenderly caressed my skins, “That is all your doing. Do not give me praise for your own accomplishments.” My heart felt icy cold as I prepared for the last of my speech, “I-I’m moving out west for that job. I’m trying to find a place to live right now, but I’ll be too far away to come see you. I don’t have a car and it’ll be way too much to take a carriage.” “W-what are you saying, Anon?” She gasped. “A-and...” I could feel myself breaking as I kept talking, “There's a girl I met and started talking to. Human girl. I-I’m thinking about--” “WHAT!?” Akiyama’s sudden shouting interrupted me. I looked up from the food and up to her. The usually loving and caring eyes and smile was completely gone. Instead her irises and pupils had become small as she looked at me with pure rage, “ANOTHER GIRL!?” She demanded. I crawled away from her as her tail tried to grab me, “What about me!? What about us!?” The rage melted away from her face and tears began to fall, “How could you do this to me? Admitting you want to CHEAT on me!?” She started to sob, “Did I do something wrong? Was the udon last night over cooked? Cold?” She backed away from me in fear, the two of us were now on opposite sides of the room, “Do you have a reason? Or have you ALWAYS had eyes for her!?” The rage returned. I quickly grabbed my bag and ran out of the room as she readied herself to pounce. I didn’t stop to say goodbye to Miss Shinsi as I slipped on my shoes and ran outside. “What the hell?” I panted as I hurried down the street, trying to find a carriage to take me home. I turned and looked over my shoulder, just to make sure Akiyama wasn’t chasing me. Thankfully I didn’t catch a glimpse of her white visage. I felt like I had done something horribly wrong. So utterly, horribly, terribly wrong. I just wanted to go home and sleep this horrible feeling away. I woke up in the middle of the night. It was dark in my apartment. It felt cold and sad in my room as I pulled my comforter tighter around me. I still felt awful. It had only compounded as I wallowed in the feeling. I felt hollow and broken as I lay awake in bed. I couldn’t get Akiyama off my mind no matter what I did. I got out of bed wearily as I wanted to just drink my pain away and wet my throat. I stepped from my room into the thin hallway and into the kitchen. I used the screen of my phone to dimly light up my surroundings as I searched for the ever flakey light switch. I groaned as the light did nothing when I hit the switch. I had forgotten again to put a new bulb in, apparently. I shuffled to the fridge and pulled it open, squinting at the bright light as I looked for a drink. I felt a creeping feeling, as if something was in my apartment with me. A slight gust of semi warm breath ran down my spine and across my shirtless back. I didn’t want to look. I didn’t want to know who was behind me. But I knew who it was. There was only one person who would break into my house in the middle of the night. I felt her hand travel up my back before she placed it on the front of my neck and pulled me against her as her tail wrapped around my abdomen, “Is she here? That WHORE?” Akiyama asked as she put a blade in my vision. A short, wooden handled tanto that her red eyes from behind me glinted off of. Her red eyes looked furious and insane. I feared for my life. “I-Its j-j-just me,” I whimpered as tears started to form in my eyes, “Akiyama, p-please,” I begged quietly as fear shook my body. She gripped me even more tightly, “Why? So you can go and run off with this woman to cheat on me?” She pressed her nude skin against me as the tip of her tail wrapped around my neck, “I just wanted you to love me, Anon. I loved you, why would you not love me? Was I not good enough during our love sessions? Was my cooking bad? Or have you only been using me only as a piece of meat to penetrate with your manhood?” She hissed in my ear as she grabbed my hair. “T-that’s what it started as,” I explained as I broke down, “B-but I started getting feelings for you, someone I was paying to see, I couldn’t bear it. Why would you want someone like me? I’m pathetic!” Akiyama released me slowly, “Do you mean what you say? Feelings for me? AND YOU DON’T HAVE FEELINGS FOR THAT WHORE!?” She growled in my ear. I nodded, still crying from fear and sadness of my feelings coming out, “I only spoke to her once. I-I didn’t mean to hurt you, Akiyama.” “Oh, my darling,” Her tone completely shifted as she put her blade away and pulled me into a warm, loving hug, “I knew you were just misled. I knew you wouldn’t purposefully hurt me,” She kissed my cheeks and then my lips and forehead in a barrage of kisses, “I knew you lived in the human cities, but did you never look into mamano law?” “N-no,” I shook my head as she dried my tears with her hands. “Well, having inseminated my womb, you are mine. More specifically my husband~” She giggled as if this was all some silly misunderstanding and not nearly a muder suicide, “I just couldn’t believe you would want to leave me... To CHEAT on me,” She laughed as another bit of rage crossed her face, “I love you, Anon,” She told me as tears formed in her eyes. I hugged her back, “I-I love you too,” I nervously replied, still completely shaken, “W-will you come with me when I move?” “Of course, darling,” She stroked my face and my hair, “Please, can we go to bed? Your home is quite cold and I require your heat,” I nodded and quickly got a drink before taking her to my room. She grabbed a blanket and threw it on the floor, “Although I love you. I must punish you for scaring me and speaking to that whore.” “Huh?” “I must get you addicted to my body, my looks, my voice and even my smell. Why would you ever need to look at another woman when you have me? Hm? HM?” She tied my legs together and my arms above my head. Her tail also covered my mouth to keep me quiet, “Darling, you will understand that I am everything you will ever need,” She still looked somewhat insane. I struggled in a bit of fear against her tail, “Struggle, Anon. It only makes me more aroused,” She giggled before removing my pants and forcing herself onto me. There was no gentleness in her form as she began to have intercourse with me. There was love in how her hands caressed my face and body with her hands, but her tail and hips were brutal, “I am all you will ever need, yes?” She looked at me. I could only nod as she continued to roughly ravage my body. I moaned against the gag as I came for the first time. That didn’t stop Akiyama at all. She merely smiled sweetly and lovingly as she pushed me quickly to the next orgasm. Her hand burst into flame as she pressed it against my chest over my heart. My entire body was consumed by a warm, lustful feeling. My mind went completely blank except for my love for Akiyama and the thoughts of how badly I wanted her. I kept thinking about how much I loved her and how I wanted to start a family with her and spend all my time with her. I eventually fell unconscious after the fourth orgasm and probably before the fifth. But I wasn’t sure. The last image in my mind was Akiyama’s smiling face. “How is the food, darling?” Akiyama asked me as she sat across from me at our small table. I smiled, “Its really good. Its always good.” “Thank you, darling,” She chuckled, “How was work?” “Just fine, like it always is. Did you already feed the fish?” “A little, but they could probably do with another scoop of food. I know you love feeding the koi. We should go out now, the sunshine is quickly fading and I would love to watch the sunset with you,” She struggled to stand to her full height. I took her arms and pulled her up, “Don’t strain yourself, dear,” I sighed. She rubbed her large, pregnant belly, “I know, darling. We are getting close to our first child,” She smiled excitedly, “Don’t let me forget to bring the blankets in before it gets dark.” “I’ll do it,” I smiled as I walked outside with her. The backyard contained a beautiful koi pond and cherry blossoms. They were in full bloom. Past those was the hills and forests that surrounded our nice home. It wasn’t a traditional zipangese style, much to my wife’s disappointment, but the scenery made up for it, “I’m a little nervous,” I admitted as I fed the fish. “About the baby?” Akiyama asked. I nodded, “Do not be. Sakura will grow up to be a wonderful young woman. You will do wonderfully as a father.” “Thank you, Akiyama,” I smiled as we watched the sunset together. “The blankets!” Akiyama shouted as she realised she had forgotten, “Bring them in, it is time to cuddle. I will lay out the futon,” She slithered quickly inside. I met here in the bedroom with the blankets in hand. She had already changed to her sleeping garb and I quickly got changed. I crawled into the bed with her and cuddled up against her, gladly giving up my body heat to my loving wife, “I love you,” She whispered as she coiled around me and held me close. “I love you too,” I smiled as I kissed her on the lips. She put the candles out and we both peacefully fell asleep in each other's arms.
“Do I have to, Tera?” “Cleo, I paid A LOT for these!” Cleo frowned and stroked her snake hair. They hissed nervously at her friend as she held up the article of clothing for her, “I-I don’t know...” Tera stomped her clawed foot and flapped her grey wings, “Come on! If it goes bad tonight, we can burn em! Promise!” She put the leather jacket in her friend’s arms. Cleo’s long snake body curled underneath herself, “I-I was going to put all these bows on my snakes, I wanted to dress cute!” Tera growled, “Cute isn’t working! Cute doesn't bring boys back to your place!” She throws the leather jacket on, it had holes in the back specifically for her wings, “Leather jackets, we’re cool now!” “Stone Sisters?” Cleo’s jaw dropped as she read the back, “Here to kick ass and make the bed rock. No. I can’t wear this.” “Aaaaand here’s your aviators!” The gargoyle handed the medusa a pair of reflective aviators, “I didn’t get any small ones for the snakes. Sorry.” “What am I expected to wear with this?” The two girls were still in their sleep clothes. “I know EXACTLY what we’re wearing!” Tera grabbed some clothes for the both of them. Matching outfits. Underneath the leather jacket they would wear only skin tight athletic shorts, bike shorts. But for Cleo, it was a matching skin tight nylon skirt. To cover their breasts they would wear black crop tops. Cleo merely starts shaking her head in shock, “No, no no--” “Yes, yes yes!” Tera shut her up, “Come on! Do it for me! I’m gonna go shower, we don’t have a lot of moonlight to burn!” The medusa sighed, “Alright. I will. For you. I’ll go clean myself up as well.” “Yesssss! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You won’t regret this!” Cleo stared at herself in the mirror. She was in her new ‘cool’ uniform. She had snakes for hair of course, they, along with the scales of her snake body, were a light grey color. She looked, well, fine in the athletic clothes and leather jacket, albeit a bit uncomfortable. She tied a single black bow to one of her snakes. The snake’s black eyes stared into her red eyes as she examined the bow. Cleo tried to style the snakes, contemplating pulling them back in a ponytail or into twin tails. Maybe she should move them all over to one side of her head. She shook her head and just left them down. “A bow? Really?” Tera groaned, “Here's a necklace,” She put a little chain around Cleo’s neck and then one on herself. She reached up to remove the little bow in the snake hair but the snake pulled itself away with a warning hiss. “Can I keep it, please?” “Fiiiiiiine,” The gargoyle groaned, “Put one in my hair,” The medusa nodded and put a black bow in her dark black hair. Tera had dark grey skin like concrete that was actually really soft and warm. She definitely wore the clothes much better than Cleo, at least in Cleo’s eyes. The bike shorts formed to fit her nice butt quite well. She filled the shirt much less than Cleo did, but everyone was more into butts now. Tera had a short tail and a pair of large leathery wings. Tera smiled at Cleo, “Lookin’ cool, best friend!” “T-thanks...” Cleo blushes. Tera gives her an expectant look, “You’re supposed to say I’m cool too!” Tera groans. “You look cool,” Cleo adds quietly. “Better. Come on! Come on! Come on!” The gargoyle grabbed her friend by the hand and pulled the quickly slithering snake out the door of their apartment, “Ready to get out there and ROCK, stone sister!?” “I-I guess so,” Cleo stammered as she was dragged into the elevator. She dragged her entire 12 feet of snake body into the elevator as her friend held it open. The elevator rumbled down to the first floor as generic pop music played. Tera swung her body from side to side as she moved along to the music. Her little grey tail swung from side to side as she shook her hips. Cleo found herself moving slightly to the rhythm as well. “Gotta keep that energy up for the night! You me, a couple of boys and some drinks! We’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight!” “Y-yeah!” Admittedly, some of Tera’s enthusiasm was rubbing off on her. “Lets walk tonight, I need a drink or three.” “Please don’t. You know what happens when you drink.” “Yeah I turn myself to stone as a joke... Or something. Or I fly...” “Or you ditch me and you call me crying in the rain at four in the morning to come get you!” Cleo angrily reminded her, still upset about that horrible, horrible night. Tera frowned and stepped out as the door dinged. Cleo quickly slithered out of the elevator and into the hallway, still looking cross at her friend, “I said I was sorry,” Tera grumbled. Cleo sighed, “Come on, we’re going to go have fun tonight, remember? Sorry I snapped at you... Best friend.” Tera smiled back, “Yeah, come on. We’re not coming back empty handed tonight! We’re gonna be BIGGER and BOULDER than any other night tonight!” The two friends hit up their first bar of the night. A small, quaint little joint run by a hellhound and her husband. Both girls got non alcoholic drinks and Tera paid for them both immediately. Two Shirley Temples. Could be passed off as alcoholic when in a pinch. Cleo crept over to the usual booth in the corner. Tera got to work immediately, “Hey, handsome,” She said as she slid up to a man at the counter, “Lookin’ for a girl to ROCK your world tonight?” The man scowled at her before moving further down the bar. She sighed, her tail and wings slouching before she retreated to her friend at the booth, “Didn’t even humor me. Your turn,” Tera’s sad frown turned into an excited smile. “O-okay...” Cleo took a drink before getting up and picking out a target. A single lonely looking man drinking at the bar. She slithered up after calming her snake hair down, “H-hi,” Cleo put on the most confident smile she could fake, “Want me to make you rock hard tonight?” She flashed a bit of magic in her red, petrifying eyes. The man looked up at the snakes on Cleo’s head, turned pale and scurried away without a word. Both Cleo and Tera sighed painfully, “Sorry,” Neither were sure if Cleo’s apology was to her friend or herself. “No being sorry! Look, a group of three!” Tera only gave the three young men a moment long enough to order a round of drinks before dragging her snake friend over to the three. Tera opened her mouth to speak but caught a glimpse of two men’s left hands. They both had wedding rings. She shoved her friend onto a bar stool two seats away from them and took a seat one chair away. “Wh-what is it?” Cleo asked quietly. Tera turned and silently used two fingers and tapped them to her right cheek. Then she used her other hand and tapped the left cheek with one finger. Cleo nodded back, understanding. Both pretended to sip on their drinks as they listened in on the mens’ conversations. “Man, thats a nasty bruise,” One grunted. The second glanced at his arm, “Eh, just sword training. Not like she’s beating me. She’s a samurai so she takes it really seriously. How’s the range?” The third gagged on his liquor, “Fine... Fine... Wife’s being really hands on with it, which is helpful. Hey... Is your wife still gonna put that rune on my back?” The first friend nodded, “She’s still gathering materials. Your request is kinda odd. And then there’s...” Cleo and Tera both tuned it out. They turned to each other with downtrodden expressions and three fingers on their right cheek. Cleo formed both her hands into fists and clapped them together lightly once, one on top of the other, before turning both into finger guns and gesturing towards the door with a quizzical expression. Tera nodded, “Yeah, come on. Let’s rock and roll on outta here.” “Yeah, me and my buddy are in a rock band together,” Tera grinned, “G-get it? Rock? Because I’m a gargoyle?” She raised her eyebrows at the guy, “What about that word, gargoyle? Gargle? Wanna find out if I can garg-oyle cock well, big boy?” “I, uh, have to go to the bathroom,” He got up and walked out the door of the tiny bar. “I guess he didn’t get it. But I nailed that delivery...” Tera shrugged. She turned the corner to watch her snake haired friend put the charms on another man. “I-I said I like a guy with a chiseled jaw,” Cleo smiled weakly as the man she was talking to ignored her, “How a-about a drink? O-on the rocks?” She glanced at Tera. The gargoyle blinked hard and shook her head. Cleo sighed, defeated and got down from the bar without another word. The two friends slid into a booth, “No luck?” Tera asked with a stony expression. Stone faced, Cleo shook her head, “None at all. I’m not really feeling this anymore, Tera,” Her heart was starting to sink like a rock because of these failures. “Hey, hey, come on. The night is still young! Look, the club, people go there to hook up. Maybe we can make a friend or two!” “I... I don’t know...” “Look at me,” The gargoyle grabbed her friend’s face and forced her to look into her eyes, “You’ve got medusa energy right now, right?” Cleo looks confused but nods, “I need you to drop that and start with the seduce-ah energy, alright?” With resteeled resolve, she nodded, “Alright. Lets go.” The disastrous duo, their failures not eroding their spirits, made their way to a club. Tera bounced to the beat of the loud dance music while Cleo tried to use her snake hair to block out some of the sound. She tried to keep her snake tail underneath herself the best she could so it wouldn’t be tread on. Despite being a big noodle of muscles, the scales did little to protect her. They didn’t do much other than look pretty. Tera was more than happy to take up more space than she really needed. She uncurled her wings to flaunt the somewhat large and muscular things. The two girls approached the bar and got a pair of hardly alcoholic drinks. Tera does her best to show off her cool new jacket and ass in form fitting shorts to anyone behind her. She immediately turned to the man next to her and tried to lay on her rocky, feminine charm, “Hey there, big man. I won’t take you for granite like other girls.” With a groan, the man turned to the enthusiastic gargoyle, “Not interested, thanks,” He mumbled before stepping away. Cleo smiled at a man a bit further down the bar who nervously avoided eye contact. She frowned and turned back to Tera, “See anything?” Tera winked and pointed to two guys sitting at a booth in the back. Neither looked like they were having that good of a time. She put two fingers on her left cheek and an excited smile on her face, “Okay, okay... I’ll strut over there and chat them up. I’ll wave you over or come get you, alright? I’ve gotta hype my girl up.” Cleo nodded and turned back to her drink. She glanced over her shoulder to see the conversation looking like it was going alright. There was a noise behind her, maybe a snicker or a giggle. She turned around and was face to face with four massive mamano, “Stone Sisters?” One laughed, a hellhound. “What, is that a gang? You steppin’ on our turf?” The second, an amazonian growls. Cleo starts to sweat and stammer, making three of the girls laugh. “Maybe we should take her out back and show her what we do with other gangs?” A kakuen grins as she cracks her knuckles. The dark valkyrie chuckles, “There's only one of her, hardly fair.” “You fuckin’ with my friend?” Cleo heard a growl behind the girls. They turn to face Tera. Tera isn’t the biggest of mamano, standing at a little under six feet. All of the girls in this other leather jacket and chain wearing gang were taller than her. The hellhound let out a boisterous laugh, “Ooooh, what? You gonna protect your friend, little girl? Know what we do with girls like you? We--” Tera shut her up by punching her full force in the stomach. It felt like all the music stopped as the commotion started. Cleo grabbed her drink and dumped it on the amazonian’s back. She turned, enraged, only to get turned to stone temporarily by Cleo’s bright red eyes and hissing snake hair. The kakuen caught a glimpse of it and was also partially turned to stone from the waist down. She shouted in fear at her own situation as Tera got decked in the nose by the dark valkyrie. The ferocious gargoyle lashed out with her claws and tore the valkyrie’s jacket to shreds. Security stepped in, some massive onis, and broke up the fight as the two girls continued to shout vile obscenities at each other. Tera got thrown out by one of the oni as Cleo was told to leave as well. The medusa left, not looking to get manhandled. She mercifully unfroze the other girls before she left. Tera picked herself up and wiped herself off. She had a few bloody scrapes on her knees and a massive grin on her face, “Good thing I came to your rescue! Right!?” She laughs. “Let's go home already, this nights been a disaster,” Cleo whined. Tera glanced back at the club, “Hey, we better dip, those other girls are probably looking for us.” “Finally, a good idea,” Cleo sighed in relief. “Come on, let's go to that arcade bar and actually drink a little.” “No!” Cleo groaned Tera looked shocked, “What are you talking about? This has been great!” “No it hasn’t!” Cleo groaned, “No one has been receptive of us at all! The ice cold shoulder--” “Stone cold shoulder,” Tera whined. “No more puns! This isn’t working! Your nose is gushing blood!” “Oh, I must look cool as hell! Rugged and shit!” Tera grabbed her phone and tried to get a look at herself, “Shit, I am cool looking!” “Tera,” Cleo pleaded quietly. She sighed, “Okay, we’ll go home. But that arcade bar is on the way and I know you love a few of those machines. I just want a shot before we go home.” Cleo nodded, giving in, “I wouldn’t mind playing a round or two of Galaga.” “Heeey!” Tera hugged her friend, “That's my girl! Remember, seduce-ah.” “What about those two guys you talked to?” Tera wretched, “They were alps. Fresh ones. Don’t even ask what line I used on them. Glad I offended them at least. Come on, I need to get away from this place.” Cleo didn’t have any intentions of putting on the charms like Tera had kept telling her. She gladly put a few quarters in the dusty Galaga machine and started playing. The familiar jingle and the scrolling stars made her smile a little. Probably the most she had smiled tonight, “Here,” Tera handed her friend a margarita, “Sorry that tonight hasn’t gone super well.” The medusa shook her head. She held the margarita in one hand, held the joystick in the other and pressed the buttons with her tail, “Not your fault. Its been exciting at least.” “Yeah, but I liked that club. Can’t go back there for a few months,” The gargoyle slumped as she sat on the disused Street Fighter Two bench. She wrapped her wings around herself as a cloak, “Not a lot of boys here either,” She shrugged, “Guess we’re done here whenever you wanna go.” “What happened to your energy?” Cleo asked as she played her game. “Eh, just a little sad my plan didn’t work at all. We can still burn these if you want,” Tera sighed sadly. “No, I kinda wanna keep mine. Its comfortable at least. Maybe we can try again some other night?” Tera smiled, “You’re just saying that to make me smile. Its working.” Both girls turn as they hear a polite coughing near them. Two men, about Tera and Cleo’s age stand with drinks in their hands, “You guys using the S F Two cabinet?” “Huh?” Tera gave them a confused look. “They want to play the game you’re leaning on, Tera,” Cleo giggled. “Oh. Shit, sorry,” Tera hopped up and tucked her wings against her backs. “Stone Sisters?” One of the men asks with an inquisitive eyebrow raise. “Kick ass and make the bed rock,” The two men chuckled at each other, “I like it.” Tera’s mouth was agape as she stared at the two cute boys that actually LIKED her stupid jacket, ‘This is it,’ she told herself, “You boys come here often?” She asked as she leaned on the Tempest cabinet. “Oh, just to play a little bit of Street Fighter together,” One chuckles a little nervously. Cleo abandoned her Galaga game to stand on the other side of the SF2 cabinet. The two girls did their usual checks, they seemed polite enough, were cute, definitely friends... She looked up at Tera, both ‘Stone Sisters’ had the two fingers on their left cheeks. Neither man had wedding bands and there wasn’t the scent of another mamano in the air on them. Tera went first, “You guys looking for some ladies to make your beds ROCK tonight?” She asked with a smug and playful tone. “I-I’ll keep you rock hard all night, honey,” Cleo smiled. Neither girl knew how to respond as both men seemed to be pretty receptive to their jokes. They even smiled back at them and chuckled, “Have you two been rehearsing this?” One teased, “Or do you start every night with a clean slate?” Tera’s eyes grew wide as she realised that he actually made a pun back. She started to stammer and sweat, she had never gotten this far, “I’ve never had someone joke back with me, maybe we should take a photo? Ya know, for the sentimental value.” Tera looked at Cleo to tag her in. Cleo shook the frozen, stony expression off of her face, “J-Just poke me with a stick and water comes out...?” She blushed after she spouted the first thing that came to mind. The boys and Tera found it kind of funny at least. “How about we get you boys numbers? Its getting pretty late for us,” Tera asked. “Only if you promise us more rock puns in the future,” The first one nodded. Cleo hastily wrote down their names and numbers on a crumpled up piece of paper from her bag. Tera was right, exhaustion was beginning to sneak up on her and her eyelids were growing heavy, “We’d offer you girls some drinks, on the rocks, if you were looking to stay longer.” The two girls look at eachother, and despite the weariness, nod at one another, “Yeah, I’d love a drink,” Tera smiled as she stretched. “Same here, please,” Cleo smiled as well. Cleo and Tera lay on Cleo’s massive mat that she slept on. They stared at the ceiling, back in their sleeping clothes. They kept passing the paper with the names and numbers back and forth. Both just stared in stunned awe at the paper, “I can’t believe it,” Cleo muttered under her breath. “Two cute boys to go on double dates with,” Tera sighed dreamily, “Which one are you gonna coil up with?” “I don’t even care which one I get. They’re both so cute. They’re both pretty sweet too.” Tera looked at her best friend, “Yeah. Probably better to let them pick. Think they’ll pick which girl they like after our first date?” “Don’t rush them!” “I won’t!” Tera laughs, “We need more rock puns. Think they’d wanna join our rock band?” “We don’t even have instruments,” Cleo reminded her. “But you sing really well! That's one instrument.” The medusa yawned, “Alright, friend. Go to sleep.” “Alright, alright, good night,” She rolled over and fluffed her pillow before trying to sleep face down. “Go sleep in your own bed!” Cleo fruitlessly tries to shove her more muscular friend from the bed. Tera started to snore loudly. Cleo frowned, unsure if her friend was faking it or not. She shrugged and pulled the heated blanket around herself. She glanced at her gargoyle friend and sighed quietly. Using only her tail she threw a mundane, soft blanket over her friend and moved away from her, “Good night,” Cleo mumbled before she drifted off to sleep.
“Did you hear?” Ashe the baphomet asked her witch underling, “Another sabbath group got attacked the other night.” The witch, Blue, nodded, “T-the survivors said Fuckman did it.” The familiar, Wolfe, spat, “Pfft. Fuckman. What a goddamn joke! He’s just a guy in a panty mask! If he came here I’ll bet even Gizmo there could overpower him!” She looked at me with a smug look, “Or Tipp. Her green ass would absoultely DESTROY Fuckman!” The goblin nodded proudly, “I’d have him between my thighs, licking my gash and BEGGING for more!” The familiar and goblin laughed. “This is serious!” The gremlin, other than me, Jay, growled, “Fuckman is going after sabbaths now! He could come HERE! He beat up those HELLHOUNDS last month!” “Pfft,” Ashe shook her head, “Those girls pushing the ‘white men fuck dogs’ agenda? Or the ones going on and on about white boys being built to breed hellhounds?” “BOTH!” “What I’m saying is, even without onii-chans, we’re way stronger than those hellhound skanks,” Ashe was right, all six of us were single. I smiled, “Don’t let our fearsome Big-Fukker hear that,” We all snickered at the mere mention of our small and timid hellhound friend and sabbath member. The nickname was given with love, but we couldn’t help but tease her. I put the finishing touches on another B.O.O.B.S. unit and set it aside. [Biosynthetic Optical Onii-chan Bewitching Stimulant. See ‘Fuckman Versus the Loli Menace: Volume 3’ for more information!] We were in a pretty decently sized once abandoned warehouse. It was pretty common for mamano groups to take refuge within once abandoned buildings like this. The sabbath had set up shop here and brought us gremlins and goblins in to work on the B.O.O.B.S. The warehouse was full of boxes full of various tech along with cabinets and gremlin sized workbenches scattered around. I touched my own chest. My breasts weren’t that big right now. But I, along with these other shorties, wanted big boobs. It might be heretical in most sabbath groups to do something like this, but we gremlins and goblins weren’t sabbath. These fake large breast devices would surely get us our own men! I wasn’t sure why the sabbath wanted them, probably just for their own personal agenda. “W-What happens to the girls that Fuckman... gets?” Blue asked as she shook in her little boots. She clutched her staff in fright. “That's just it!” Jay shouted, “Fuckman takes them, they stop showing up to whatever group they were a part of and they’re eventually found with a loving husband! But there's no way these guys can be Fuckman! One of those hellhounds that got fucked into submission was found with a pretty chubby lookin’ dude a few weeks later!” “And?” Tipp sighed. “Its a conspiracy to keep mamano down! He’s been around just as long as we have but he shouldn’t be able to live this long! Its like the Liliminati! Or the Flufferburgs! Or that the portal event was an inside job! Or bigfoot. A-and ignis flames--” “Jay, we get it,” Wolfe groaned, “But Fuckman was last seen on the other side of the country. We’re fine.” “We could take him, easy,” Ashe scoffs, “He’s just a human.” “A really big human, with big oiled muscles and a dumb mask,” Tipp pointed out with a shrug, “But a mask and oil won’t save him from your sabbath magic.” Wolfe smiled smugly, “That's true. But what of your tech? Surely that can stop a human man just as easily!” “Could hold one down too,” I smiled as I picked up a H.U.M.P. [Heavy Utility Mover Pack. See ‘Fuckman: The Odds are Short Stacked Against Him’ for more information!] I put the backpack on, and used the controls to move the big metal hands around. They were three pronged clamps that could easily hold the average man down with a single hand. We used them for heavy lifting as well as ensnaring cute boys. “I’d use a paralyse spell on him,” Ashe put simply. Blue nodded, “Perhaps infuse him with various venoms as well?” “Good idea!” The baphomet cackled. Wolfe laughed haughtily, “Well, I’d just move earth to keep his feet in place then just stroke that cock till he begs me to fuck him! I’d tie him up and keep him as my little pet! For revenge for all of mamano kind!” “Okay, Wolfe,” Jay wretched, “We know you’re a freak and wanna be some hunk’s dommy mommy,” She snickered. Wolfe’s face immediately lit up bright red as her rage surfaced, “FUCK YOU, YOU BITCH--” “Shut it!” Tipp groaned, “I don’t want to listen to your shouting! We’d all beat the shit out of him and one of us would fuck him. Let's all talk about something else!” I chuckled, “Yeah...” I trailed off. As the other girls’ conversations turned to other topics, my mind stayed on Fuckman. Could his ‘killcount’ really be 410,757,864,350? Has there even been that many mamano in history? Even with human women included, that would be a LOT of fucking! I could hardly imagine a single man fucking that many wombs. Even someone like Fuckman. A muscular, masked and oily man. Somewhere deep inside of me, I wondered what it would be like to be pinned down and fucked like that. I was almost afraid I would enjoy it. Another day of working with the sabbath. I sighed as I walked in the front doors. It was just me and the same five other girls again. I greeted Blue as she gave me a fresh stack of blueberry pancakes. I had already eaten but I couldn’t turn down that sweetheart’s cooking. I made my way to my station next to Jay and started working on more B.O.O.B.S. units, “Y-you don’t think Fuckman would come here, right?” Jay asked in a low voice. “Dunno why he would. That other sabbath was gonna use their magic at a big metal concert to enthrall all the onii-chans they could,” I reminded her in a disgusted tone. I shuddered, “Fucked them all backstage and kidnapped them before they went on for their set. We’re just making these chest things to get big boobs,” I shrugged. “Y-yeah but... These are made to BEWITCH! That could be seen as bad, right?” “Can it. We’re not bad,” Tipp growled, “Mamano are the ultimate good! Fuckman is the antagonist you dolts. Next we should make something to kick his smug ass and prove mamano are the strongest!” “Like what?” Ashe butted into the conversation, “Some kind of trap with live bait?” “We could just use the B.O.O.B.S. unit,” I reminded them, “Its got one of those aether crystals to power your spell, right?” “Well, yeah,” Wolfe frowned, “But that's no fun. We should do something with venom like Blue said!” “Its simple!” Ashe cackled, “We fuck the Fuckman!” I started to ignore them as I returned to my work. I just wanted this contract between sabbath and tech group to end. I was getting tired of baphomet antics. Their grand baph was especially annoying. I just-- “Did you hear that?” Blue suddenly asked, snapping me out of it. All six of us looked around slowly. Blue was right. We could all hear weird noises. Something thumped across the roof. Tipp gasped as her eyes grew wide, “Santa!?” “You dumbass!” Jay snapped, “Santa is an RIN spook!” [Ratatoskr Information Network. See Jay’s book: ‘Robotic Harpies and Why the Maou Can’t be Trusted!’ for more information!] “He’s real! I know it!” Ashe growled, “Shut up! I need to--” Everyone stopped as the ground shook slightly. We all turned towards the main entrance with dread and fear. The sabbath members grabbed their staves and spell books while Jay grabbed a H.U.M.P. and started putting it on. I reached for a hammer but changed my mind and grabbed a B.O.O.B.S. unit. I started fumbling with it and trying to put it on. Just then, the front door burst open with a loud slam. I turned in horror as I heard moist stomping on the concrete floors of our little warehouse. It couldn’t be. It couldn’t be him. But... It WAS him. I could only watch in horror as the legends came true. The man entered, muscular body, cock at full mast, messy black hair and a mask on his face. It was like a Deadpool mask but the black stripe in the middle was panties and the red was skin color. The eyes were the same though. It was the dreaded Fuckman, here to rape the ‘evil’ from us, “Girls!” Ashe ordered with a firm voice to rouse the other two casters. “Right,” They said in unison. Ashe, Blue and Wolfe all lept into action despite their fears. They all began to shout in their ancient, forbidden tongue as the room grew cold and dark. The wind picked up and papers flew off the desk as the trio casted their terrible dark magic. At once they stopped and the ball of energy flew at Fuckman and struck his pristinely oiled skin. The spell bounced off his muscular body and struck the wall with enough force to shake the building. I gasped as Fuckman kept walking towards the trio, all of them paralysed with fear. Jay came to the rescue with her H.U.M.P. and attempted to strike our attacker with one of the robotic arms. He easily parried and grabbed the arm, pulling the gremlin into his grasp. She shouted and struggled as she tried to get away from him. Fuckman easily tore the H.U.M.P. from her back before pushing her to the ground and removing her clothes. Tipp began to cry for the gremlin as she was held down on her stomach. Fuckman forced his throbbing member into her without a sound. Jay was already wet so he easily slid into the hilt. The sabbath members started to scurry as the fucking began. I expected her to scream in terror, in pain even; but no, she moaned. And she moaned LOUD. Within a few thrusts, her eyes rolled up into her head and her mouth became involuntarily agape as her tongue rolled out of her mouth. The dreaded ahegao, in only a few seconds flat. The entire room was silent except for the lewd wet slapping sounds of Fuckman’s oiled hips slapping against the gremlin’s plump ass. I could only stand and watch as Fuckman relentlessly pounded Jay’s tight cunt, “Oh my god,” I suddenly realised, “He’s raping her! Then he’s going to rape me! Oh my gooooood!” There was a loud noise as Fuckman grunted violently and Jay gasped. I covered my eyes with my hands as Jay arched her back and grabbed Fuckman’s hands, making sure he didn’t let go. I peeked as I watched Fuckman blow a massive load inside my friend’s gash. He even pulled out and got some on her back, “You fucker,” Jay growled as she went limp, “That’s ALL supposed to go in there...” Fuckman stood, leaving Jay to nap on the floor. He looked around at the room, his now wetted cock already throbbing once more. His gaze passed over me and focused on the sabbath girls. They huddled in a corner, desperately trying to think of a spell. There was a pounding on the front door as Tipp desperately tried to get out of the building, “PLEASE! I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!” She screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks.. “You lying bitch!” Wolfe shouted at the goblin. Tipp had never said she had a boyfriend before. Fuckman grabbed Tipp and flipped her upside down as she screamed and cried. He took a long whiff of her vagina before nodding and bonking her on the head with his hand. The goblin was out instantly. Fuckman, with Tipp under his arm, vanished behind a tall stack of boxes, “Where is he!?” I cried. I heard Wolfe shriek. I ducked behind the workbench and peeked over it. Fuckman had grabbed her and the other two girls were dashing to the other side of the building. The familiar blushed as she was gently laid upon her back and her shorts were torn open for Fuckman’s member. Oddly he didn’t look like his cock had already violently nutted inside of Jay. No trace of either of their love juices on him. Maybe he had cleaned up? I was more in awe than I was afraid of Fuckman. He was like a cryptid, one of those things that Jay kept going on about but here he was! I watched as he put Wolfe in a mating press and went to town. He was more gentle than he had been with Jay. He grabbed her hands and interlocked fingers with her. She smiled at him as the ecstasy overcame her. She looked happy as she was intertwined with the man violating her body, “Come on, big boy,” She teased, “Give mommy your cummies,” Fuckman nodded and grunted as he began to pick up the pace. Wolfe gasped and writhed from the pleasure before gasping loudly. He grunted as he filled her up, only a little bit of his cum got on her shorts. Wolfe happily rolled onto her stomach as Fuckman released her. She curled up as she took a post fuck nap. Fuckman vanished again. “Unhand me!” Ashe shouted as she was grabbed, “I will keep my--” She shut up as Fuckman tore a hole in her leotard. He held her up against the wall as he gave her a one way ticket to pound town. She moaned and gasped as the lewd slapping increased in volume. Again I only watched as Fuckman ‘punished’ her, “Please! Oh! More!” She gasped and pleaded as she ahegaoed. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped around his hips as she forced him to completely cum inside her. She went limp and slid to the floor with a big smile on her face. Fuckman wasn’t done with her. He grabbed his shaft and used her love fluids as lube as he began to jack off. Ashe smiled at him and fondled his balls gently. With a single grunt, Fuckman gave her the Bukakke Burial technique. [See Jay’s book ‘Bitcoins are a Tanuki Scheme and Why You Can Only Trust Gremcoin’ for more information!] Ashe was absolutely coated in it, inside and out. Fuckman vanished once more. I looked around, more curious than afraid as to where he would strike next. I spotted Blue. She was sitting on a box of B.O.O.B.S. units. Fuckman approached her, “The hat stays on,” Blue ordered as she grabbed the brim of her witch’s cap. Fuckman nodded and gingerly removed her panties without any struggle and left it hanging from one of her boots. He gently touched her pussy with two fingers, teasing her. She moaned and gasped before grabbing him and trying to kiss him through the mask. He kissed her back before easing her back into the missionary position. He was incredibly slow and gentle with her as he pushed the head of his penis in her. She grabbed the brim of her at and pulled it down over her eyes as she gasped. Slowly and methodically, Fuckman pushed himself deeper and deeper into her with each thrust. They were like a loving couple fucking for the first time, so passionately and sweetly, “I-I’m gonna--” Blue was cut off as she involuntarily moaned and gasped. Despite her orgasm, Fuckman kept going. She moaned underneath him as he sped up and aggressively crashed his hips against her. He came, mostly in her, but he made sure to give her the 21 Cum Salute. [See ‘Demofaps and Recumlicans Volume 46’ for more information!] Fuckman helped Blue to the floor before glancing at me and stomping behind a wall again, leaving my vision. I was the last one. It was my turn. I climbed up on the workbench and adjusted the B.O.O.B.S. on my chest before I took off my overalls. I left the panties on for Fuckman. They were striped of course. He appeared at full mast, same as every time before. He stomped towards me menacingly with wet stomps. I was intimidated of course. An oily, muscled man with a panty mask and a fully erect cock can do that to a girl. I gave him an impatient look causing him to speed up slightly. He was a bit shorter than any other Fuckman that had taken those girls and didn’t have any kind of after sex residue on his still erect cock. I glanced at Jay, still sleeping peacefully on the floor. Guess she had been right about one of those crazy conspiracies after all. I wondered if she would write another book, I could see it now: ‘The Dreaded Fuckman and Why Gremlins are Built for Human Cock.’ I glanced back at Fuckman. He was before me, cracking his knuckles. I adjusted the B.O.O.B.S. unit again to try and charm him, “Just be gentle, alright?” I instructed nervously. He took hold of my shirt and pulled it off of me. He gripped the B.O.O.B.S. unit in the back and easily tore the binds. He pulled it off of me and threw it to the floor where it crunched on the ground. I gulped nervously as he touched my real breasts and played with my nipples. I grabbed his wrists, praying he wouldn’t stop as I moaned and whimpered at his mere touch. Unfortunately, he did eventually stop when my panties were thoroughly soaked. My breathing was already ragged as my panties were removed. My panties hung from one of my ankles as Fuckman gently pushed my legs apart. I grabbed his shaft and guided it in. Even as just the tip penetrated me, I threw my head back and moaned. The scent of that oil was clouding my mind and making me incredibly horny. It had to be. He grunted quietly as he moved one hand to my hip and the other to my shoulder. He thrust slowly at first. We both lost ourselves in the ecstasy pretty quickly, “Come on you dumb ape, show me what you can do,” I demanded dumbly. Taking the challenge he grunts and suddenly slams himself in me all the way down to the hilt causing me to howl loudly. I tried to grip him to hold his body close but the oil made it nearly impossible. He was like an animal, wildly pumping into me with his throbbing cock, “Come on! Give it to me-aaaah!” I cried out in pleasure again as he slammed himself down to the base of his cock within me. He grunted loudly as he suddenly came inside me. My body shook as I orgasmed, a natural reaction to his cum hitting my womb. We both panted as I leaned on him, my eyelids feeling heavy. I assumed it was that oil again. I could only wonder what was in that oil. Fuckman scooped me up in a princess carry before stepping past my fallen comrades. He said something garbled to another masked man in a robe who nodded and picked up Jay after finishing writing on the wall. Three more masked men all came in through the front door and handed the guy carrying me robes. He set me down on a box and quickly put the robes on before picking me back up. I caught a glance of Tipp in the corner, tied up, gagged, and still unconscious, “Don’t like goblins, Fuckman?” I pretty gently and playfully slapped his chest. He chuckled, “Go to sleep,” He urged. “If I pull that off, will you die?” Even with the mask, I know he’s rolling his eyes, “It would be extremely painful,” He gives me his best Bane impression. I grinned giddily despite my brain and body wanting to shut off and go to sleep, “You’re a big guy.” “For you,” He finished. I smiled and finally closed my eyes as he walked out into the morning sunlight and towards a big truck. I woke up slowly and groggily. A pair of arms were wrapped around me, not very strong looking arms but still familiar. I could still smell trace amounts of that oil on his arms. I pushed the arms off of me and rolled over. He was definitely the same size as the ‘Fuckman’ that fucked me yesterday, minus the huge muscles. He was a little scrawny and younger than I expected, but that didn’t matter much to me. I kissed him on the cheek and wrapped my arms around his neck. He stirred and rewrapped his arms around me, “Sup, stud?” I asked. “Hey,” He groaned, “They didn’t tell me I’d ache this much.” “Was that magic or what?” He shrugged, “They just gave me the mask and told me to strip. You kept mumbling about Fuckman in your sleep.” “Okay, yeah,” I playfully slapped his chest, “Maybe I WANTED to get boned by Fuckman! And now I’ve got my own Fuckman! You got any more of that oil?” I quickly added, wanting to feel that exhausting, erotic sensation again. “The horny oil? I dunno I put the mask on, got huge and suddenly I was covered in the stuff. It was mostly instinct from there. I really wonder what kinda magic was in it. Oh, and we can’t really tell anyone about the whole Fuckman thing and give away the secret,” He shrugged apologetically. I frowned, “Well, I guess I can try to reverse engineer it. Gotta be some trace amounts on your skin... So what secret society put you boys up to it?” He scratched his head, “Not really sure, they really only sent one guy and he was really secretive. I just remember him having a face that looked kinda hairy because of his beard and big ass shoes.” My mouth hung open, “B-Bigfoot?” He gave me a weird look, “Bigfoot? Really? Did I get the crazy one?” “No,” I quickly tried to recover, “The other gremlin, Jay, was the crazy one. I-I was just joking.” “My brother got her,” He scratched his head, “So I hope you two were friends.” “Your brother doesn’t have a clue what he got himself into. My name’s Gizmo by the way,” I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. “Mines--” “Doesn’t matter,” I interrupted him, “Right now, you’re my Fuckman,” I licked my lips as I ran my hands down his chest, “Come on, just try to defeat me, Fuckman!”
I shook as the familiar feeling took hold of my already fast beating heart. I clenched my knees, just trying to remain somewhat calm. I was sitting in a white waiting room on a metal stool while the overhead fluorescents beamed bright light down on me, “Why am I here?” I mumbled to myself. It was late at night. All the other stools were empty. I was alone. While I usually enjoyed being alone, I felt wholly uncomfortable here. I regretted even answering the newspaper ad. ‘Trouble finding love? Why not join our research?’ The pay was good and I needed it. After monster girls showed up, I had been put out of a job. I didn’t hate them or resent them for it, they were just better than me. They were pretty friendly too. I had thought that it would have made it a little easier to meet people if they were friendly like the mamano were, but the obscene friendliness made me totally uncomfortable. I felt like they were using me or just wanted something from me. I was struggling to exist and survive even more than I had been before. At least the unemployment was good. I just-- “Mr. Anon?” A sweet sounding voice shook me from my day dream like a pair of hands gripping my throat and shaking me, “We’re ready for you,” I nodded silently and rose from my chair. I pulled my coat around me as I stepped into a reception area. The lady who let me in, a lamia led me down the passageway. She hummed a song to herself, some new song by Amanda Dawn, some demon country singer. She was good, but-- “Are you alright, Anon?” The lamia asked as she pushed her glasses back up. I nodded and said nothing. The lamia frowned as if she was concerned. I knew she wasn’t. “That him?” A gruff voice asked. Tanned skin, grey hair, horns, a strange armored tail complete with a deadly looking heart shaped spade on the end. Definitely an amazonian. “Yes, this is Anon. I trust the two of you have already viewed his file,” The lamia replied. “Of course we have,” A third woman chuckled as if the lamia had just said the dumbest thing she had ever heard. She also had horns. But she also had cloven hooves on her two feet and wore a pristine white lab coat. She also wore glasses and held a clipboard and pen. A hakutaku, I assumed, “Now, Mr. Anon. I understand you are having some... Difficulties. Just know that we want to help you, no matter how strange the... Treatment may get.” I nodded nervously but stayed quiet. The room we were in was essentially a warehouse. There was a few desks but in the center was a sort of cage. Tall iron bars stretched from the floor up to 10 feet, complete with a ceiling. There were two entrances to the cage, two wooden doors with no locks. In the middle of the cage were two benches parallel to one another, “Just get in there and sit on one of the benches,” The lamia explained. “Yes, yes,” The hakutaku chimed in, “And pretend we aren’t here, we need as much raw data as we can get.” I nodded and approached the cell. I quickly checked the door handle. I didn’t see any locks or way to put some kind of bar across to keep me from leaving. The door opened inwards, anyway so something like that wouldn’t work. I sighed and pushed it open and moved to one of the benches, “Participant 17, go,” The amazonian called. I couldn’t see the researchers, only the cage in the middle of the room had any light being beamed down on it. I couldn’t keep the feelings of dread, fear and anxiety from my heart as I waited for the first woman to show up. I breathed deeply as I tried to stay at least a little calm. There was an almost sickly sweet smell in the air as a black smoke wafted past my nose. I turned to the side. A woman had appeared at my side. There was a bit of space between us. She has white hair done up in a bun, pale skin, strangely grey and purple eyes and wore a black and white kimono. She puffed a bit of smoke out of her long pipe. It smelled sweet. She had a small, innocent smile on her face, “How are you tonight, my darling?” She asked quietly. I felt a strange feeling in my head as I tried to recall what kind of girl she was. She was obviously zipangese, but was she a spirit or some kind of succubus? Maybe a demon? I scratched my head, trying to think of it. I glanced up at the woman, she kept a strange, uncertain gaze on me. I struggled to speak, my mouth opened slightly but I couldn’t get much noise to leave my throat. “Participant 33!” The hakutaku called as she lost her patience. The woman smiled apologetically as I stopped trying to speak, “Well, at least this one didn’t shout at me like the last.” “Sorry...” Was all I could muster. “Think nothing of it,” She calmly collected the few things she had brought into the room with her and left through the door. She closed it behind her and the door immediately opened again. I didn’t see anything enter. I started to sweat as I heard a noise like scraping on the concrete moving towards me. I froze as it drew nearer and nearer. Suddenly it stopped and whatever it was plopped itself on the bench across from me. With a puff of glittering purple smoke and a loud pop sound, the girl appeared. Dull purple and black fur covered her arms up to the elbow. Her hair was the same color and her face had a grin from ear to ear. I recognized her instantly as a cheshire cat. She grinned at me, merely watching me as I squirmed uncomfortably in her chaotic aura. Its not like I was going mad in her very presence, I was just afraid of her from the stories I had heard of them. ‘Fear the faggot cat,’ anonymous image boards had told me. “Cat got your tongue?” She asked as her grin stretched even further. “Uh...” I scratched my arm anxiously as her gaze bore into my skin. “I-Its fine,” She sighed, the smile wholly dropping from her face as she gave up, “I’m used to it,” She grimaced as her fur color quickly turned muted. With a less gratifying poof of smoke, she disappeared again. “Ugh,” I heard the lamia groan sadly. “Let’s try something different, not magical?” The hakutaku suggested. The amazonian grunted, “Giving up on that already?” “I’m not giving up!” The hakutaku snapped. It was late at night, they must all be exhausted, “No one is beyond help! Monster or human! Test subject...” She furiously flipped through papers, “Four!” “What is this test even for!?” I found myself suddenly asking out of fear, “Isn’t there some kind of ethical science standards?” “Ethical?” The lamia echoed in mock wonder. I caught a glimpse of the hakutaku in the dark as her glasses reflected a bit of light, “We are past ethical science, Mr. Anon. Remember what you signed? That you would do anything to help adapt yourself to this new mamano controlled world?” To be honest, I hardly skimmed it because I hardly cared at the time. Mamano can do no wrong, the media had told me, “These girls desire the same thing, some way to help them integrate into this once human dominated world! We merely need to find a girl compatible with you! Four!? Where are you!?” She angrily shouted. The door on the other side of the cell suddenly opened. I gulped as she walked in, seven or so feet of ashen skinned, black furred, pointy eared and red eyed woman. A hellhound. She didn’t move with the usual confident swagger of a hellhound, nor did her eyes burn and smolder. She didn’t look at me as she approached, merely sitting on the second bench as far away from me as she could get. We both nervously and awkwardly glanced at one another. Everything I knew about hellhounds, she was the opposite to. She moved slowly and looked sad and unsure rather than confident and smug as hellhounds usually are when they quickly tackle men and make them theirs. Our eyes locked for a few moments. We both stopped. She looked absolutely miserable. I could only wonder how long she had been here, “Hey,” She suddenly mumbled at me, turning away. Her hair seemed ratty and unkempt, same with her fur. She wore not much more than tight athletic shorts and a tank top. “H-hi,” I greeted back quietly with the same uncertainty as she had in her voice. “Ruth,” She put simply. It took me a moment to realise she had just told me her name, “Oh, Anon,” I said back. I could hear the three researchers muttering to each other. One of them almost sounded mad. Ruth had noticed too. She made a sad face then turned back to me, “Looks like our time might be up soon,” She sighed. “Wanna bail?” My mouth asked before my brain could process anything. The rest of my body seized up in anxiety. She looked me up and down, trying to discern my intentions. The tiniest bit of magical smoldering flames started in the corners of her eyes. It wasn’t very much smoke, it being magical also limited how far it could get away from its source, probably less than a foot above her head, not counting the ears. She frowned and glanced towards the researchers, “You don’t want me.” “Huh?” My curiosity had been piqued. My usual demeanor of stress and anxiety had been eased by the woman’s cute face and sad frown. That same damn frown I gave myself in the mirror every morning. The sadness of one’s own situation. “Those researchers are right. We’re all fucking broken. But I’ve been here so long, seen so many other girls happily go home with guys. I’m more than broken. Gotta be. Shattered?” She suggested with a large amount of ire in her voice. “Okay!” The amazonian shouted back at one of the other girls, “We’re done! Go home!” The lamia slithered away in a huff. “Easy for them to say.” I turned back to Ruth, “What do you mean?” My anxiety rose a bit as I listened to the hakutaku and amazonian start insulting each other. I could only pray it wasn’t over my performance. “They’ve got homes to go back to. I just sleep on a couch in the back. Same with a bunch of those other girls. Anyways. Bye, Anon,” With the fire in her eyes once again snuffed, she got up and trudged to the door. “Anon!” The hakutaku called my name as the amazonian stormed off, “You may come out now. I don’t want to leave you in here all night.” I watched Ruth leave the cell before I moved at all. I stood and excited the little cell as the overhead lights turned on. Ruth had already disappeared into the back. The hakutaku, her white coat now ragged, waved for me to follow her, “I apologize,” She began, still obviously seething over her arguments, “Today has been rough. If you wish to return and participate in a real study, please come back. I will still pay you for your time tonight. But, as we did not get you through every participant we had planned, I cannot pay you in full.” I frowned, “Okay.” “My colleagues are discouraged by the lack of progress we’ve made. Ever since the Jackson case--” She slapped a hand over her mouth as if she had said something she wasn’t supposed to. She glanced at me, only seeing how confused I was, “Well, we cannot get any real data on what magic or personalities help mamanos or humans. That man was exposed to many different magics and a whole heaping of love, we cannot really tell what fixed his blackened heart. I assure them that its magic, but as with your case, the calming magic of the first subject did nothing and the more chaotic and destructive magic of the cheshire, which was not effective either.” “Why are you telling me all this?” I asked, eager to take my meager pay and leave. The hakutaku suddenly gripped my shoulders, filling my heart with fear and dread, “BECAUSE THEY WILL NOT LISTEN TO ME! NO ONE WILL!” She held onto me quite a bit longer than was comfortable then released me, “Remember, you are under NDA,” She messed with something behind the counter before handing an envelope to me. I peeked inside at the crisp green dollar bills and the gift card to a pretty expensive restaurant in town. It wasn’t what I had been promised, but I might be able to live on this for a while longer. The researcher didn’t look up from the desk as she started writing something down. Without another word, I walked out of the building and back into the old industrial area. I didn’t know what used to be made here, but now it was almost abandoned. I was sure these ‘scientists’ weren't the only ones using these warehouses and old factories. I scrunched up my nose as I got the strong scent of sewage in my nostrils. I had quite a journey home. No carriage driver would come out here to get me and I didn’t have a car. It gave me a lot of time to think about the night, at least. I grabbed my bike and put my helmet on. At least no one had snatched it from where I hid it. The image of Ruth wouldn’t leave my mind no matter how hard I tried. I had felt strangely calm around her. Perhaps our shared misery was helping. I had to come back. I needed to see her again. “You... Want back in? After the disaster last night was?” The hakutaku asked over the phone. I nodded as if she could see me, “Yes. I would like to come back and try again,” A bit of confidence showed in my voice. “Did one of the girls click with you!?” The lamia demanded as she snatched the phone from the hakutaku. I could hear the cow scientist shout in protest. “U-Uh...” I stammered. I was kind of nervous to admit it, “T-that hellhound, Ruth. I want to speak to her again.” “Her!? We weren’t even paying much attention when you two--” The phone was snatched from the lamia, “Why? She doesn’t have any magic to mess with your heart or feelings,” The amazonian demanded. “I-I don’t know...” I mewled weakly. She removed the phone from her ear before a frustrated howl left her lips. The phone was grabbed by the hakutaku, “Mr. Anon,” She spoke as calmly as possible, “How soon can you get down here?” I looked around my tiny apartment and down at myself. I needed to shower. I needed to shave. I needed to bike down there without getting incredibly sweaty, “M-maybe in an hour?” I squeaked before realising I hadn’t even eaten yet. “Good! Hurry!” She hung up the phone. I looked around at my one room studio apartment as I slowly put the phone down. I sighed and asked myself what I was doing quietly. It wasn’t like I DIDN’T want a girl in my life. But a hellhound? She’d keep me safe at least, other mamano were afraid of hellhounds just as much as I was. But I wasn’t really afraid of Ruth. I couldn’t really place the feeling I had when I thought about her. I didn’t have time to waste, I needed to get ready. I wanted to look a lot more presentable than yesterday. I was led into the brightly lit hallway, the hakutaku scientist still made me nervous. She carried herself with an air of superiority, like she thought every person around her was a mere neanderthal compared to her intellect, “We usually do not do these on the weekdays, but we decided to make a special exception for you. Ruth stays here, as part of her pay, so it is quite easy to arrange another meeting for the two of you,” I started to nod silently in thanks. She didn’t even wait for me to finish, “This will be almost exactly the same as yesterday. But you will only be speaking with her. Take as much time as you need.” I walked into the brightly lit room. The cage looked exactly the same. Two benches and two doors still, “Go,” The amazonian ordered. Her hair looked a little disheveled and her clothes were unkempt as if she hadn’t slept much. The lamia looked excited at least. The other two looked pretty unhappy. I entered the cage without a word, “Participant four!” The hakutaku called. My heart started to race as I waited. The other door opened and a confused looking Ruth walked in. There was a tiny bit more confidence in the way she moved. She was wearing the same exact outfit. Maybe it was a second identical shirt. She sat on the other bench without a word, “You came back? Just to see me?” I couldn’t really put it into words so I just smiled and shrugged casually despite my heart pounding at an almost painful rate. She gave me an angry look, “Look, I told you. You don’t want me,” She growled as she folded her arms and looked away from her. My heart sank as I shrunk away from her, “I-I--” I stopped, unsure what to say. I felt despair. Ruth glanced at me, “H-hey,” She got up and switched to the bench I was on, “Don’t look at me like that. You look like my little sister when I used to scold her.” “S-Sorry,” I looked down at the floor as I clasped my hands together. She sighed as a bit of smoke billowed from her eyes, “Look, if you really wanna give me a shot, I’m in. I don’t need you to take me out to some restaurant, I just need someplace to rest my head tonight. Something more comfortable than a mat on the floor would be nice.” “I-I’ve got this gift card,” I pulled it from my pocket, the one I had been paid with. She shook her head, “Save it for whatever girl you end up actually dating. How about your place and a movie? That’s cheap,” I nodded. I was going to spend a night with the hellhound that had entranced me in our shared sadness. It was something, not the date I had wanted, but something at least. But Ruth was coming to my little apartment, I hadn’t planned for this. I jumped as a big paw was placed on my shoulder. She pulled her hand back as I suddenly flinched. We both looked at eachother and locked eyes. It would have been uncomfortable if it had been with anyone else. We both sort of half smiled awkwardly at each other. I could see her tail wagging out of the corner of my eye. “I DON’T GET IT!” The hakutaku screamed as she threw her clipboard on the ground, “SHE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE MAGIC!” “Oh, fuck this,” Ruth groaned as she hopped up from the bench. I hopped up too, hoping this wouldn’t ruin my night, “Come on,” She ordered as the overhead lights turned on. She grabbed my arm just above the elbow. I knew I was blushing, embarrassed as she suddenly got protective. The hakutaku approached us, she seemed pretty mad. Ruth growled at her, “Leave him alone you cow.” “H-he-- How have you both--” “Who cares,” Ruth stated matter of factly, “You’ve been at this for nearly a year and you have no data. I’ve been here this whole time you’ve been ‘studying,’” She says it with venom in her voice, “I’m not letting you delve into his brain like you did those other boys,” A raging fire burned in the corner of her eyes as I started to fear what I had really signed up for. “B-but-- His contract! Your contract!” “Shove it up your ass, would ya?” Ruth’s sadness was gone, now replaced with a ferocity, “Not like you’re gonna sue over that.” “Okay, okay okay,” She tried to recover, “How about this? You two leave, date and whatever comes of that, I’ll pay you. I just need information about it. I HAVE to figure out why you two have suddenly... Fallen for one another.” “We can’t--” The amazonian growled, starting to argue. “SHUT IT!” The hakutaku screamed, “Look, I’ll pay you both handsomely, please. I need SOMETHING! You two are the first to actually make some kind of connection without magic!” Ruth grunted and looked at me, “Your call. If you... Want to actually date me, even if it is for the money, I’ll agree. B-but I’ll need somewhere to live. I hope you don’t mind housing me.” “Its for science,” I corrected her with a little chuckle, “I don’t mind taking you in. I-I--” I stammered before suddenly collecting myself as she gripped my arm tightly, “I’ll do it,” I repeated. “This is it, the bachelor pad,” I announced quietly as I pushed open my front door. Two hours of walking were killing my legs. We had both been pretty quiet during the walk. The only thing Ruth had to her name was a little bag with some cash and some clothes in it. Not like I had much more than her, “I-Ignore the mess.” “Its homey,” She assured me as she slinked into the room after me. She dumped her things on the floor and laid out on the couch. It was much too small for her but she still sighed dreamily as if she had just entered a completely new world of comfort. “Can I get you anything?” I asked meekly as I stepped before the imposing and somewhat muscular form of the hellhound. She shook her head as she hugged one of the pillows on the couch, “Um,” I swallowed nervously as my stammering got her attention, “Thanks. For what y-you did back there.” She sat up and looked at me with exhausted eyes, “I got a whiff of your sudden spike of fear. I couldn’t just let them terrorize you. Especially after seeing what happened to some of those guys that they probed for more information.” “What--” She shuddered, “Don’t ask.” “What do you mean smelled my--” “Look, not a lot of canine girls can do it anymore, very little even, but I can. Its really easy for me to pick up on emotions, especially negative ones, just by smell,” She didn’t seem to be proud about it. “Weird,” I muttered. “Its a fucking defect, I know,” She snapped. I flinched at her sudden hostility. Her face contorted into a fear filled frown, “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to raise my voice at you. I didn’t want to snap at you,” Before I could respond and ease her worry, she snatched me up and placed me on the little couch. We both hardly fit but she managed to cuddle me in her strong, yet gentle grip, “No being sad now, alright?” She whispered as she put her chin on the top of my head. I got a faceful of her chest fluff, the little patch all hellhounds have right below their neck and above their shapely... Breasts. My face was pretty much in her breasts. My heart started to pound again. Ruth grabbed my shoulders and pulled me away from her at arm's length. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, “What is it!? Why are you afraid of me!? What am I doing wrong!?” She begged to know. My nervous frown slowly shifted to a small, embarrassed smile, “M-my-- My face was...” I trailed off as I looked down at her form fitting tank top. Ruth blinked at me and looked down, “What?” “Between your breasts...” I admitted weakly. “Pfft,” Ruth could hardly hold back her laughter, “I didn’t take you for a fucking prude!” She grabbed me again and pulled me back into a hug as she burst out into laughter. She made sure to give me a face full of breast before moving my head to her shoulder, “Rest now. If my legs are killing me after that walk, I know yours are fucked too.” With those words, a wave of exhaustion hit me. I closed my eyes. I didn’t have any intention of falling asleep yet, I just wanted to absorb the heat from her ashen skin as I made myself comfortable in her grasp. I had a lot on my mind, but that would have to wait for another time.
I yawned and rolled over, accidently putting my face in Ruth’s chest again. Her body was warm, her paw and leg fur was soft and she smelled a little like campfire and smoked meat. It was pretty nice, probably just another way to attract men. Although it had never been confirmed online, I was sure they also farted rainbows and crapped gold for their husbands. That was a joke. I struggled as she squeezed me tightly against her breasts. She laughed as I pulled away, “If you wanna sleep, go sleep in your bed,” She yawned. We had just finished watching ‘Big Trouble in Little China,’ ‘Die Hard,’ and ‘Road Warrior’ together. Dinner had been some easy to make quesadillas that I had thrown together, “Where’d you get all these old ass movies anyways, Anon?” Ruth asked as she sat us both up. We had gotten back from the research center around five, started movies around six and now it was around eleven. “Dad,” I stated simply. I didn’t have any of those new mamano movies, the ones with a lot of fucking, apparently. But Ruth seemed to enjoy badass action heroes. “S-something didn’t happen to him, right? What about your mom?” I shook my head and she sighed with relief, “Why didn’t you move back in with them? If you joined that study, you obviously needed the money.” “W-well... Mom... Sh-she...” I grimaced. Ruth grinned and wrapped her arm around me, “Lemme guess. She monsterized and turned really hot, huh? You started to develop one of those complexes?” I started to get red in the face out of undeserved embarrassment, “I think those researchers talked about it. Oedipus complex? Boys who want girls to mom dom them? Maybe that’s what you want, Anon,” She had a big wide smile on her face. “NO!” I shouted, only making her grin wider, “W-well she did turn into a monster...” You quickly add. Ruth shook the couch with her laughter, “Oh, I’m just messing with you, Anon. What did she turn into?” “A fish.” “A mermaid!?” She laughed again, “Her and dad move to the bottom of the sea?” I nodded, making her laugh once again, “Visits must suck!” “At least I got some sisters out of it,” I shrugged. She stretched out, “That’s cute,” She leaned on me making me a little nervous, “God you’re fun to tease,” She paused before she got off of me, “Y-You don’t think I’m gonna hurt you? Right? A-and you don’t hate it when I tease you, right?” I could hear genuine fear in her voice, she was facing away from me now so I couldn’t see her face. I shook my head before realising she couldn’t see me, “N-no,” I tried and failed to put on my most confident voice. But I put a hand on her shoulder which she seemed to have a positive reaction to, “You don’t seem like you’d hurt anyone on purpose.” “Hmph,” She glanced towards me with a smile on her face and a wagging tail, “Didn’t take you for a sweetheart either,” A bit of fire sparked in the corners of her eyes. She grabbed me with a grin and pulled me onto her lap. Her arms squeezed me again as they held me tightly, “Sure you don’t want me to be your mommy?” She giggled, “Maybe I can fill that fish shaped hole in your lonely heart?” I folded my arms and pouted. Ruth giggled again and pat my head a little condescendingly, “You just need a friend, maybe?” I stopped pouting and let myself relax in the heat of the large hellhound woman. I nodded slowly, “I can do that. You’re gonna be my friend too, alright? Maybe I’ll just have to take care of you too. Lord knows you need me.” “What?” “Oh look at you, just a little, adorable nervous wreck.” “A-adorable?” I nervously stammered. “Did I say that out loud?” Ruth whimpered, “Dammit. Whatever. I need to get up,” She picked me up and set me aside before sliding to the floor and started doing a few stretches. I gave her a confused look, “I missed my stretches today. Usually do them around dinner but I got caught up in the antics of John Mcclain,” She returned to her stretches. She twisted her upper body, popping her back loudly. I got on the floor too as I decided to join her, trying to ease my weary legs and back. I copied her and spread my legs in a V shape. I leaned towards my right leg, struggling to bend very far. Ruth put a hand on my back and pushed me a little further. I grunted, making her let up, “Other side now,” Ruth pushed me to the other side, “You’re as flexible as a fucking brick, Anon,” She giggled. I shrugged at her, “You’ve got the frame to be a runner, at least,” She ran me through a few more stretches. “Uh...” I started. “Getting nervous just from trying to talk to me?” She smiled softly. She helped me stand on one leg while grabbing the other, “How do those legs feel?” “Fine,” I mumbled. “Good, good,” She sat me down before doing the same stretch herself, “What was it you were gonna say?” “W-well,” I swallowed. I decided against it. I wanted to get her settled in before asking anything more about what we had both signed up for. Or her past. I didn’t want to be invasive about it. Maybe it would be better to let her tell me herself? But my curiosity-- “Anon?” Ruth shook me slightly, “You’ve been spacing out for a concerning amount of time,” I merely smiled apologetically, “Look, whatever you wanted to ask me is stressing you out. Just drop it until you feel comfortable asking,” I nodded and put my hands in my lap as I stared at the floor. I didn’t flinch as she put a powerful hand on my shoulder, “Bed time?” I nodded and got back up as Ruth plopped onto the couch, “Little small for me, huh?” I glanced towards my bed. She wouldn’t fit much better in that either, “No, no,” She scolded me, “I’m on the couch. Just gimme a blanket and maybe a pillow, alright?” A quick sigh escaped my lips before I nodded, “No lip, come on,” She lays out on the couch, her legs hanging over the armrest. I quickly gave her an extra pillow and a soft blanket, “Bet you never thought you’d have a hellhound staying the night, huh?” I shook my head slowly, “Well, night, Anon.” “Night,” I replied before turning off the light and crawling into bed. A pounding on the door woke me up, “Who the hell is trying to get a hold of me this early?” I wondered aloud as I grabbed a tank top. I glanced at Ruth. She had rolled off the couch and started laying on the floor. She clutched the pillow in her big claws, tearing the pillow case slightly. I threw the door open and looked into the dimly lit hallway. Of course, no one was there. Who would want to get in contact with me other than the landlord. As I started to close the door, I spotted something. Two envelopes taped to the door. I grabbed them, they felt thick, full of papers, maybe. I closed and locked the door before yawning and throwing the envelopes on the table. I glanced at Ruth again, still sleeping peacefully on the rug. She had thrown the blanket partially off of herself, exposing her chest. No shirt, no bra. I could see her dark colored nipples. They were right there. I could reach out my hand and poke one. I could FEEL a nipple if I just reached out my hands. Maybe that was too much? I had already seen them, was that enough? The first nipples I had ever seen on a woman. I couldn’t tell what this new feeling was, was it lust or was I already developing feelings for Ruth? W-well, I knew what the tightness in my pants was, but gazing upon her body and thinking about how she held me the night before... Is this what I wanted? Had I finally found-- “Hey,” Ruth’s grunt yanked me from my thoughts, “Why aren’t you still in bed? You need to get a good nights sleep,” She scolded as she threw the blanket off of herself. My eyes widened and my face turned red. She was naked. Completely naked. Her beautiful, ashen colored, toned body was laid bare for me to gaze upon. I spun around quickly, not wanting her to see my embarrassment, “Huh? What is it, Anon?” “You, uh, your...” I stammered, struggling to maintain my composure. “Oh!” Ruth burst out into laughter, “This your first time seeing a woman naked?” I nodded, still not looking at her, “Good. Gimme a second.” I checked the envelopes. One had my name on it, the other had Ruth’s. I wondered a bit on how someone knew she was here. Must have been those researchers, I shrugged to myself before opening the envelope. I gasped at what stared at me. A lot of bills-- green, crisp, one hundred dollar bills. It had to be the most money I had ever held in my hands. It wasn’t totally crazy, I couldn’t buy a house but I could pay the landlord back! I turned to look at Ruth. She had put on skin tight workout shorts and a sports bra. It was even more tantalising than when she had been naked, “Wow,” I mumbled as I gazed upon her clothed and shapely breasts and ass. I was definitely pitching a tent again. I stared at Ruth as she approached me, toned midriff exposed. I had never known what my type was before. But I think I did now, “Yo, where’d you get that fat stack of bills? Thought you were broke!” “I am!” I offered her the envelope with her name on it. First name, last name and everything. She sliced the envelope open with her thumb claw. Her eyes widened as she pulled out her own stack of bills. She blinked in surprise, “Wow. I didn’t expect them to pay THAT much. But that's fine, better for us. What's this?” She grabbed the other paper in the envelope, “A test?” I looked at my own, “Looks like a questionnaire...” Questions on mine pertained to Ruth. Looks, personality, scent and other miscellaneous things. I blushed as I thought of my answers. “Looks like they’ll come pick these up tonight at midnight,” Ruth considers something silently before shaking her head, “We had better fill them out. I don’t wanna piss them off.” I nodded silently, “Hey... What do these people do?” “Well, I think I already told you. They’re trying to help people. Ones like you and me who can’t find anyone. Different reasons for each of us. I just gave up, struggled to keep living. If I had to guess, your thing is your fears and anxieties,” I scratched my neck and frowned but nodded, she had gotten it pretty much right, “We’re broken and these researchers think they can fix us. I doubt they really care, they just want to write their papers to pretend they can do something for us and get more funding to line their own pockets. You and I are the only real success they’ve had, and even then that's not even in the way they want the program to work. There was the Jackson case, though. They chalk that success up to how much and varied magic he was exposed to rather than that sweet kobold, Daisy. Hopefully I see her again someday. Anyways, Daisy was part of the program, but she met Jackson outside of it. They paid her to keep an eye on him and report back his condition. Then when he was cured by her love and by proxy she was healed then she dropped out of the project and the two live a normal life now. Of course the researchers didn’t accept that reason.” “So now what?” I asked. Ruth shrugged, “We play along until they get intrusive. Then I get violent-- Mad. I mean mad. I’m gonna be mad if they try to mess with you,” I gave her a confused look, I had never heard of a hellhound that was above violence, “Look, just because my instincts are screaming at me to be protective over you, doesn’t mean I wanna throw them all in the dumpster. They might deserve it, but mom taught me better than that.” I had a lot of questions for Ruth, she mentioned her own issues and her mom. My curiosity was piqued, I wanted to know what had turned Ruth into the woman she was now. I knew I needed to pick my words carefully, but what did I ask about first? I didn’t want to set her off. I shuddered as a knock came from the door. It was firm but polite. I sighed but moved to the door. Ruth followed me silently, envelope still in hand. She hid behind the door as I opened it. I shook myself as my landlord stood in my doorway. A short woman with glasses and a fluffy looking brown raccoon tail. A tanuki, “Good morning, Mr. Anon!” She smiled at me. I swallowed nervously. I owed her money, she had been so kind thus far and had been forgiving about me not being able to pay my whole rent, “J-just the person I wanted to see,” I lied, “I-I have the money to pay you back, p-plus interest,” I assured her. “Oh, we’re past that, Anon. I have other ideas on how you will pay me back,” She licked her lips before her mouth spread into a devilish grin, “Don’t look so nervous, I’ll take care of everything, sweetie,” She started rifling through a bag on her hip as I backed away in fear. I glanced at Ruth, the flames in her eyes was a raging wildfire as the tanuki started to walk into the room after me, “I brought a lot of fun toys too! Some rope to hold you down as I force you to--” She stopped talking as a firm, black furred paw clamped down on her shoulder. My landlord turned pale as she turned slowly to face Ruth. The furious hellhound utters a low, menacing growl as she gets in the tanuki’s face, “What makes you think you can talk to my man like that?” “Y-your m-m-man?” She stammers, obviously shaking in her boots. “Yeah. You wanna act like you own him? I know how you raccoon bitches work, got a fetish for putting poor boys struggling to even survive even further into debt. Huh? You wanna say it? Say you own him?” “N-no, no!” The tanuku struggled to pull herself from the hellhound’s grip, “I-I had no idea you two were together! M-my nose isn’t as sensitive as other girls!” “Good,” Ruth calmed down a little bit, “Just leave him alone, alright?” The tanuki nods repeatedly, “How much does he owe you. It is a legit thing, right, Anon?” I nodded. “N-nothing! He doesn’t owe me anything! Please just let me go...” Ruth looked at me. I told her roughly the amount I owed my landlord in rent. Ruth grabbed some hundreds from her envelope and put them in the tanuki’s hands, “Make like a tree, and get out of here... Before I lock you in a trashcan,” The fearful tanuki nodded and began apologising profusely as she backed out of the room. Ruth made a disgusted face, fixed her medium length hair before slamming the door and locking it, “Sheesh. Maybe I should answer the door from now on, huh?” She giggled to herself, “Maybe the next woman that comes to your door won’t be as much of a pushover,” She put an assuring hand on my shoulder before giving me the rest of the money in her envelope, “Before you say anything, I don’t need it. If you’ve got any more debts, pay them off with it. I REALLY don’t wanna turn your next potential rape into a real murder,” She started to laugh, “I barely held myself back on that tanuki. People like her made my blood boil more than usual.” “Why are you so protective of me?” I blurted out suddenly. Ruth looked down at me, right into my eyes. I caught myself staring back for once with fastly waning confidence. There was merely a smolder of smoke in the corner of her blinking eyes. I found her black sclera framing her fiery red and orange pupils to be enchanting. I looked away again, confidence completely crushed, “Didn’t I already say that you seem like you need my help? On top of that, you remind me of someone who is really important to me,” She very gently put her hand under my chin and made me look up at her, “Do you hate that I care about you like this? Am I being too pushy?” Her face contorted from an assured smile into a fear filled stare. She swallowed nervously and looked at me with pleading eyes. “Y-you’re fine. I’m just not used to this,” She sighed with relief, “A part of my brain keeps telling me that mamano are only so nice to get something from me.” “Well,” She chuckled quietly before grabbing my face with both hands, “With me around, other girls won’t get what they want from you.” “But what do you want?” Ruth released me and shrugged, “I dunno, really. I know I want to take care of you, but other than that I couldn’t really say,” I gave her another confused look, “Its just something deep in me that burns with a fiery passion. I want to take care of people like mom did. And right now, I want to take care of you. Simple as.” “You’re... One of the weirdest mamano I’ve ever met or read about,” I scratched my head. “Don’t worry about it. Come do some more stretches with me,” Ruth pulled me back to where she had slept and walked me through similar stretches, “So, you do a lot of research?” I nodded, “Nothing to do or out of curiosity?” “Both,” I grunted as she pushed me a little further into my stretches. The hellhound nods, “Probably kept you safe, huh? I saw that fear when you saw the cheshire. I’m kinda nervous around them too, don’t worry about it.” I looked at her as she focused on her own stretches. I felt calm for once as I tried to find the words I wanted to say, “Hey, Ruth?” She looked at me nervously, “Thank you. Do you wanna fill out those forms and get some pizza?” Ruth smiled, “I’d like that. Can I get a large meat lovers? I haven’t scarfed one of those down in ages! Oh! And a root beer!” I nodded. She had given me enough money to feed her as many pizzas as she wanted for a year probably. I couldn’t tell her no. But there was still a part of my mind that questioned what she REALLY wanted. But for now, I was just happy to spend more time with someone I actually felt comfortable around.
Ruth finished inhaling her fries and downed a ton of her root beer. She sighed with contentedness before turning to me. She eyes the rest of my fries hungrily, “You gonna--” “Yes!” I scoffed as I tried to finish my first burger. I inched the fries away from her as she began to pout. The pouting didn’t last long as she picked up a controller and started playing video games again. The hellhound grunted, “What are we gonna eat tomorrow?” We had been living together for a little less than two weeks now. We really just hung out, watched movies and played video games. The seven and a half tall hellhound was starting to bulk up. Her home weight lifting had been doing wonders for her body. She had forced me into a light workout regimine as well, mostly because she was afraid of my muscles atrophying away. I already felt stronger. Not as strong as her, of course. She got gains at an incredible rate. Twice now, we had filled out forms for those researchers. The money was nice, but I felt like I couldn’t put it in a bank. What if they started asking questions? I couldn’t tell them where the money was coming from. I had them hidden in a few locations around my apartment. I wondered if-- Ruth nearly knocked the wind from my lungs as she smacked me on the back, “You monologuing to yourself again?” She grinned. I would have been mad if she wasn’t so pretty. I nodded, “You’re such a goof. Can we do grilled cheese tomorrow? Maybe some soup too? I bought soup when we went out today,” I nodded as I kept slowly eating my fast food, “Thank the maou they finally lifted that food delivery ban. We can get more than pizzas when we get lazy now!” She laughed, “Just wish I could get some good ass ribs delivered,” Her grin turned to a somewhat pained sigh. I shrugged apologetically at her and returned to my food, “Yeah, yeah. I know you love shitty fast food. And fuck, so do I! I’m gonna have a heart attack if I eat this shit though... But... Dammit I want more!” She lunged for my fries. “No!” I barked. Ruth stopped a few inches short, “Getting bold huh?” She stood to her full height and looked down at me, “Think you can stop me? Huh? Nerd?” Without a word, I grabbed the little cardboard container and placed it between my thighs, right against my crotch. I shifted slightly, daring her to go for it. She pouted again and slammed herself down on the couch making my end jump up a little. She picked up the controller again and sank into the couch. I held up a single fry for her, a nice long one, “Thanks, sweetheart,” She smiled before eating it out of my hand. I rolled my eyes at her but she didn’t seem to mind. She returned to her game as I looked out the window. The moon was pretty big. Not quite a full moon, but it surely was getting there. Maybe tomorrow? I wanted to go to bed soon, it was getting late and we were eating dinner later and later. I glanced back at Ruth just in time to watch her sneakily snatch another fry from between my legs. I pretended not to notice. I woke up in the middle of the night to a loud commotion. A pan falling on the floor maybe. With my heart pounding from the sudden burst of fear, I sat up in bed. Ruth was in the kitchen, I could see her flaming eyes. She let out a low growl as she picked up the pan and folded it in half. Her breathing was ragged while she stomped across the room, head in one hand and the destroyed pan in the other. I reached to my bedside dresser and grabbed the flashlight. I flipped it on and pointed the high powered beam at Ruth making her drop the pan and cover her face. I was really glad the landlord had these apartments soundproofed a while ago, “R-Ruth?” Was all I could squeak out. The hellhound slowly uncovered her face revealing the trails of tears running down her cheeks. Her teeth were grit, and the flames had receded into light smoke. She was naked again, but that didn’t matter right now. I was more concerned than horny at the moment. Her face was glowing red as I hopped out of bed and approached her, “A-Anon. Please go back to bed,” She whimpered. I frowned at her, “Ruth,” I said her name again, “What is it?” “I don’t want you seeing me like this.” “You folded a pan in half!” I gestured to the floor at the cooking pan. I was more worried about her than the pan, of course. It was a nice, trusty pan, but Ruth was more important. “Anon. Leave me alone. You don’t need to worry about me. I don’t want you to have to worry about me,” She dried her face and tried to turn away from me. I grabbed her arm as I gave her a stern look, “Where’d this sudden boost of confidence come from?” She growled as a bit of rage came forth. Taken aback, I released her and stepped away, a little afraid of her suddenly growling at me, “Don’t look at me like that,” I could hear her voice seeping with fear and desperation as she pleaded with me, “Anon, please, stop,” She kept begging as she backed into the corner of the room. She slid down the wall, “I don’t want to hurt you,” She sobbed as she curled up on the floor in a delirious state. I grabbed a big blanket as I inched towards Ruth. She cried quietly on the floor. This was the first time she had ever really been emotionally vulnerable around me, but I had to help her in some way. She was always there for me when my negative emotions flared, I should be able to help this lonely and lovely hellhound as well. I took the blanket and draped it over Ruth. I lifted it up and got underneath it with her. Her wails slowly slowed down to a sniffle as she glanced at me, “Anon...” “Shh,” I hushed her as I pulled her into leaning on me. Her head planted firmly on my shoulder. I gently ran my fingers through her hair. Her soap made her smell like lavender. It didn’t completely mask the campfire smell. She suddenly grabbed me and pulled me into her lap facing her. She once more buried her face in my shoulder and pulled my head into her own shoulder. It was nice and toasty under the blanket, “Talk to me,” I requested quietly. “Y-you don’t need my baggage,” She whined. I pushed her head off my shoulder and frowned at her, “Okay. Okay. I’ll talk. H-how about in the morning? We both need to sleep,” She yawned. I sighed, but I knew she was right. I gave her a nod as I tried to slide off of her lap. Ruth grabbed my wrist and blushed, “W-would you hold me tonight? I need you.” My heart started to pound. Was this finally it? Was she going to bed me? Were we going to get down and dirty tonight? I nodded with a small smile. Ruth picked me up over her shoulder pretty easily. She grabbed the blanket and dumped me on my bed. Without another word, she pressed her nude body on top of my shirtless chest. Her legs hung off the foot of the bed until she wrapped her legs around my own. One arm rested under my head and the other on top of my chest as she lay next to me. She looked at me with her beautiful eyes before pulling me close and pressing her chin into my scalp. She let a long, elated sigh escape her lips. I reached a hand up and rubbed the nape of her neck gently. She seemed to grumble happily before finally drifting off to sleep. Well, at least I got to keep my virginity intact for a while longer. I woke up as light streamed into the room. Ruth was clutching me tightly in her arms. She had shifted around in the night so I was now on my side, back against her chest. I could feel heat radiating from her soft skin and tough muscles. Laying in her strong arms, her massive mammaries pressed against my head... It was nice. I still wasn’t quite sure what my feelings were for Ruth. I loved having her around, but did I love her? Or was that just my dick doing all the talking? What did my heart say? Was that constant pounding in my chest fear? Anxiety? Love? I didn’t know. I had never felt this way about a woman before. Especially one like Ruth. The only thing I knew right now, was that I needed to pee. I eyed the bathroom door and tried to push one of Ruth’s big hellhound paws off of me. She snarled and clutched me even tighter. I jerked my head up as my heart began to pound with fear. I was terrified that I had set her off somehow. Was that inhuman fury from last night still present? Her eyes were still shut as she peacefully snoozed. I sighed with relief, but my movements were only making Ruth squeeze me more. It was nice and comfortable at least. At least until I heard my back pop. I groaned. Was it pleasure or pain? I didn’t know, “Ruth,” I called weakly. I felt her hot breath on my face as her lips gently curled into a smile. It was almost malicious looking, “Ruuuuth,” I called a little louder. Her smile turned into a sleepy grin, “Mmm... Anon... How did you know I wanted ribs? Oh, of course, I’ll slather you in some sauce too...” Her head pushed down towards my face and her tongue rolled out of her mouth. She ran her tongue down my face once then went back to sleeping even happier than before. I sighed and tried to say her name again. Suddenly, her claws dug into my skin, “No, mom, I won’t!” She growled. Her claws began to drag painfully across my skin, “RUTH!” I shouted. Ruth’s eyes started to well up with tears again as they flew open, “Its just you. Thank the Maou,” She grumbled as she loosened her hug. “Bad dream?” I half joked as she got comfortable again. “It started really good! It was...” She trailed off, suddenly really nervous, “You... Kept bringing me food. Y-you were... Wearing...” She swallowed nervously, “Something just WONDERFUL. And you kept bringing me delicious homemade food,” She started to salivate a little. I hoped it was over me, “I had just gotten home from work, we had kids, I think... And I felt really happy,” She smiled and I smiled back, “Bu-But then my mom showed up. And she started telling me how I could never be with a man over how destructive I was when I was younger. I kept hurting others, and making people cry... I did it for fun, Anon.” “But you’re not like that now,” I assured her. “Yeah. But I’m sure mom still wouldn’t think that.” “D-do you want to talk about it?” I asked, ignoring my need to pee and the saliva coating my face. Ruth looked at me nervously, “I’ve been keeping this in too long, haven’t I? Well, I’ll talk,” She nodded slowly, “Go clean.. Whatever that is off your face and lets talk over breakfast, alright?” I nodded as she released me. Before rolling out of the twin sized bed, I gave her a firm hug around the neck. I pet her hair gently as she just lay there, pressing herself against me, “R-R-Ruth--” I started to stammer, struggling to get the words out of my throat and into my mouth. I wanted to tell her I loved her, that I wouldn’t think less of her no matter what came up. I just wanted to see her smile again. “Save it,” She instructed as she pushed me off herself, “You won’t wanna say it when I’m done with my story.” I frowned at her as I slowly got off the bed, “D-don’t run off, please.” Ruth looked a little surprised before smiling at me. Her tail wagged gently, “I won’t do that to you. Go clean yourself up.” I nodded and slipped into the bathroom, giving the whole apartment to Ruth to do whatever she needed. I emerged after taking a quick shower. Ruth was in the kitchen, the folded pan was next to the sink and she had some pancakes and sausage going. She was definitely sulking, but she was still here. I was happy about that at least. She had a loose fitting tank top on and a pair of tight sweatpants. I scooted to my dresser and threw some clothes on. Ruth was staring at me when I turned back around to her. I frowned at her blank expression and sat at the table. She put a plate of pancakes in front of me as she sat across from me at the small table. A small plate of sausage was between us to share. I stared at her expectantly, “Could I borrow your phone?” Ruth asked quietly, “I need to call someone. Maybe more than one person.” I nodded and passed it to her, “Calling your mom?” Ruth’s lips contorted into a sad frown, “Wish I could,” She started putting in a phone number. She brought the phone to her head as she quietly ate a bite of sausage. She sighed sadly, “Hey, sis... Its Ruth. Just, uh... Wanted to talk. I’m doing fine, no need to worry about big sis. J-Just give me a call on this number, sometime. Anon will probably answer. H-He’s a good kid. I, uh... Love ya,” She put the phone down and put her head in her hand. Before I could speak, she picked up the phone again and put another number in, “Hey sis,” She said again, a bit more chipper now, “Its Ruth, ya know, ya big sis? Hope you and your husband are well. Just gimme a call sometime, alright? Love ya,” She put the phone down again. She was an inch away from breaking down into tears. She called two more numbers and went to voicemail again, leaving similar short and loving voice mails on both. She put my phone down before slamming her fist down on the table. The plates clinked and a sausage rolled off the small plate, “They don’t need me anymore...” She mumbled. “Ruth,” I said her name firmly, “Th-they’ll call back.” She gripped the edge of the table and looked at me, “What if they don’t? I fucking raised those girls when mom died. Maybe they think I fucked up. I shouldn’t have called. T-they probably hate me.” “Ruth!” I snapped, “Stop! I can’t stand hearing you talk like this!” I covered my mouth, unsure of where that outburst had come from. She wiped her wet eyes and smiled at me, “A-at least you care.” “I do care. Just like you care.” “I should have known, you sweetheart. Well,” She wiped her eyes again and shoveled a pancake in her mouth, “I hope they call back. You probably wanna know what I’m on about, huh? Promise you won’t hate me no matter what?” I nodded, “Alright,” She took a deep breath, “Lemme just rip the band aid off. My parents died in the wars back home. A lot of mamano and human violence, and not the good, sexy kind. Sorry, I shouldn’t be making jokes. Me and my sisters, there were five of us being raised by the old woman. Never talked about why she never had her own family. She passed a few years before those portals opened to bring us here. Never got to see this beautiful world. Being the oldest, it was my job to take care of the others. I grew up really fast. Way too fast. Three of us got jobs while we tried to send the youngest two to good schools. A tiny apartment, just like this, was all we had. One by one, I paid their way into school or I got them married to really great guys with good jobs. I wanted them all to be happy. I wanted them to have good lives without poverty and war. Eventually, they were all gone. Just me in that tiny, cold ass apartment.” “Then what?” I asked quietly. “I stopped. I couldn’t get myself to do anything. Couldn’t care for myself or even go to work. Lost my job, the apartment, sold most of my stuff. I was ready to lay down and die like the old woman but my sisters wanted to hear from me every so often. But I guess not right now. I still love them, of course. But I did my job. I miss the old lady. Wish she had made it so I could take care of her too. I owed her for what she did for us, even if she was incredibly hard on us. Didn’t want us to turn out like her I guess,” She started to cry softly again. I reached across the table and grabbed her hand, “Thanks, sweetheart,” She smiled and dried her eyes, “At least I’ve got you now. You’re giving me something to live for right now. We should drop out of that research soon. I’ll find a job and take care of you,” I gave her a confused look, “I know the research money is really good, but I’m worried about you. I’m terrified they’ll do to you what they did to those other poor guys there,” She shuddered. I frowned, also nervous about that now, “Stop acting so scared. We’ll move, live in a nicer part of town... Maybe have some kids, huh?” “Y-you want kids? W-with me?” I gasped. My heart started to pound. “Anon. I dream about you in compromising poses. Last night I dreamed about you in nothing but an apron and I kept grabbing your ass and I slathered you in barbeque sauce and I licked all--” She stopped herself, “I like you. Maybe I love you. I don’t know. I don’t know what these feelings are. Stop acting so nervous. I know you like what you see. You think I don’t see those boners?” She laughed, “Your pants are much too loose to not make it obvious. Anyways. Finish up eating. Its movie and cuddle day.” I lay in Ruth’s arms on the couch, “Hey, pass me some candy,” She demanded, “Dear Maou... Arnold is pretty cool.” “He is!” I laughed as I passed her the candy she wanted. I ate some crackers as Total Recall played on the TV. It was getting late. We had been watching movies all day. Mostly Schwarzenegger movies. Ruth sighed and nuzzled her chin against my scalp. My phone started to ring, Ruth snatched it off the couch and answered, “Hellllllooo~” She greeted the unknown number warmly, “Kylee!?” Ruth jumped up, throwing me off the couch, “Oh, fuck. Sorry, Anon,” She whimpered as she grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back onto the couch. I shook myself and went for a drink of Sprite as I paused the movie, “Anon. Yeah he’s the guy I’m staying with. He’s really sweet and--” Ruth paused, her face suddenly glowing red, “You know I haven’t! Mom raised us all good!” Ruth barked. Her face turned to something cheerful yet sad, “Thanks. I needed to hear that I didn’t fuck up with you kids. Why’d I call? I just miss you four and... I’ve been having those bad dreams again. Real bad ones. Yeah. The violent ones about the people I love. I-Its mostly just Anon now...” She swallowed nervously, “Yeah. I-I folded a saucepan in half after I woke myself up. Yeah, I can’t tear them in half anymore. You know what happened to me, lost most of my bulk when I stopped functioning. At least I can throw Anon around pretty easy,” She grinned at me, “Yeah, he’s a total cutie too. You’ll have to meet him sometime. We haven’t gotten married or anything yet. No, no sex either. We’ll do it traditionally, like mom would have wanted. I want his consent too. Mom would have wanted that.” Ruth’s smile suddenly dropped off her face, “What? No, its Tuesday,” She assured her sister. Ruth hopped up and stared out the window, “OH FUCK!” She suddenly shouted with a fearful expression on her face, “IT IS WEDNESDAY! SHIT!” Ruth turned to me with wide eyes, “I’ll call you later, Kylee!” She hung up suddenly and stomped over to me. She put her hands on my shoulders after putting the phone in my hands and planted a kiss on my cheek, “I have to go tonight. I-I’ll be back tonight if I can find that medication anywhere. Or I’ll just crash somewhere else tonight. I-Its for the benefit of both of us. I-I love you,” She kissed my other cheek and rushed out of the apartment after grabbing some money. I sat alone. My apartment felt cold now. But holy shit, she said she loved me. I grinned then frowned, I hadn’t said it back. I had been too stunned to even speak. I got up and looked out the window. I stared at the big full moon. I had thought the whole full moon rape mode thing had been just a myth. Most girls apparently were immune to it now, our moon here on Earth wasn’t as strong or something. But Ruth was a special girl. She could smell my emotions and was seemingly affected by this moon thing too. I sighed, wondering where she was going. Medication? Maybe it made her immune to the moon thing. I had definitely read about that somewhere, but like I said it was something I didn’t even realise was a real thing. Its not like I had ever shopped for mamano focused snake oils. I started putting snacks away, I wanted to keep Ruth’s soda from going flat. I yawned. Maybe I should just sleep? If Ruth comes back she could just slip into bed with me or get on the couch. God, I hoped she was alright. I heard a noise behind me, towards the door. It creaked as the door slowly opened. Was she back already? Maybe I should say it back right now? I swallowed nervously and turned around slowly, “Ruth? I--” My words were cut short as something hit my chest. I felt my limbs go numb as I fell to the floor. “This is Angel One,” The woman said as she lightly stepped over to me, “Got him,” A voice replied in a garbled manner through a radio, “Repeat. Successful. Send in the movers,” She slipped a bag over my head and tightened it, “Uhuh,” She replied to the voice again. I couldn’t even move my mouth. I wanted to call out to Ruth to help me like she always did. But she wasn’t here. Big hands manhandled my body and lifted me over their shoulder, “Wow, he's a light one.” “Shut up and get him to the lab,” The woman who shot me growled. My heart pounded as fear wracked my body. Tears rolled down my face as I begged for Ruth to show up and help me. The two quietly stomped out of the building. It had to be the back entrance. I was loaded into the back of a wagon and wheeled away, “Knock him out,” A third, familiar voice ordered. I whimpered in response, “You got it, boss,” The bigger one grunted. I felt something prick my arm and my world behind the bag started to spin. I blacked out.
Ruth returned to the apartment. Just the thought of Anon was driving her mad. Thank the Maou she had found that medicine she needed. The front door was closed, “Yo! Anon!” Ruth called, “I need you to hide in the bathroom, alright? I might get set off if I see you. I just need some water to take these with,” Ruth was quiet, even then she didn’t hear a response. Was Anon playing? She wondered, “Look this is serious! I wanna go back to watching Total Recall and cuddling! I need you to do this, alright?” No noise at all. Had he gone to bed? It wasn’t that late. She groaned to herself and pushed the door open, “At least he had left it unlocked for--” Ruth stopped dead as the scent of fear hit her like a wall. A few snack containers had been knocked to the floor, the TV and DVD player were both still on as was the lights. Anon wasn’t in his bed. Something was horribly wrong. The hellhound sniffed the air, trying to get the scent of anything she could. She smelled someone, no, two people. They smelled... They smelled like... “No,” Ruth whispered, “No, no, no...” She dropped the medicine on the counter as the inhuman rage overcame her being. The fire in her eyes burned brighter than it ever had. Ruth let out a bestial roar, waking up half the apartment before slamming the door and running as fast as she could through the halls then down the stairs. She had his scent, the smell of fear mixed with his shampoo as she charged down the street. She was horny, and with the Maou as her witness, she was incredibly pissed. I awoke in pain with a foggy head. I was sitting in a comfortable chair with my hands tied behind me. I wasn’t gagged or blinded, thankfully. A few bright lights overhead illuminated the warehouse. Warehouse? I looked around. I had been here before. I was sitting in a cage, the same one I met Ruth in, it seemed. The two benches had been removed, instead there was only the simple chair I was on. I glanced over as I finally tuned into the conversation, “Why would you bring him HERE!?” The lamia screeched, “Why would you even kidnap him!?” The hakutaku scoffed, “No one person is too important for this. He has vital information that could help all of monster kind!” “What info? All he did was hang out with that hellhound for two weeks,” The amazonian sighed. “Are you questioning me?” The hakutaku hissed at her, “Do I need to report you to the director once more?” “Fuck it, do it. I don’t give a shit any more. We are actively hurting people!” “But this could be it! This could be the breakthrough we need! We just need to quantify how these two changed. This man holds the key! There is no way that hellhound will comply!” “I don’t like this. I just have this horrible feeling,” The lamia muttered. The hakutaku ignored her and approached the cage with a chair and clipboard in hand. She propped up the folding chair in front of me, but still outside the cage. She put on a fake smile and adjusted her glasses once she sat down in the chair, “Good evening, Anon. How are you doing tonight?” I didn’t respond to her. I wanted to believe it was defiance, but it was probably fear, “Come on, Anon. You could hold the potential to help scores of humans and monsters!” Still, I said nothing, “Tell me about you and Ruth? You two have been together non stop, right?” I did not grace her with a response. I couldn’t. “The poor thing is terrified, look at him! Shaking in his boots,” The lamia whimpered for me. The amazonian sighed, “You’re not gonna get anything out of ‘im, lady.” “I won’t... But maybe someone else can,” The hakutaku laughed maliciously, “You had better just talk, Anon,” Her threats only made it harder for me to speak as the fear overtook what little defiance I had in me. She waited a few minutes before she sighed, “Alright, Anon. You chose this. Bring her out!” There were a few moments of silence before a door opened and slammed shut, “I am not some beast at your beck and call,” Another voice growled. It was strangely echoey and wet. A moist sloppy noise seemed to drag across the floor. I watched behind me nervously as whatever it was dragged itself into the light. A squid woman of purple and pink colors slid into view. Mindflayer. She wore a white lab coat over her slime covered body. “Its supposed to be intimidating,” The hakutaku groaned, “Touch his mind and figure out what we need, would you?” The mindflayer frowned, “That’s not what I’m here for. You know that. I am here to help fix others, not rape their minds.” “Yes, I know, but this is different! Need I involve the director?” The hakutaku threatened. “What do you want from him?” She asked with a discontented sigh. “I need to know what makes him tick! Him and that hellhound just spent some time together and they’re suddenly happy now!” The hakutaku demanded. The mindflayer took the clipboard from the head researcher and paced for a few moments, “These notes look like the ramblings of a mad man.” “I am mad!” The hakutaku snapped, “We need to figure this out! We’re nearly there and--” There was a loud noise silencing the entire room. All four researchers looked towards the front room with confused expressions, “Oh, sweet Maou,” The lamia muttered. Ruth threw a gazer through a window. The gazer’s tricks had done nothing against her. She panted as another terrified guard approached her with a shaking sword in her hand. That little bit of humanity still whispering in Ruth’s ears wondered why they didn’t just surrender. She didn’t really want to hurt these guards, she just had to remove them from her path. Ruth deflected a sword slash with her forearm before decking her opponent in the head. She was smart to stay down. Two more guards charged forward with fear on their faces. Ruth ran towards them and drop kicked both of them at the same time, a single foot to each of their upper bodies. Despite the armor, they both got the wind knocked out of them before they flew to the floor. Some of the other guards started shouting at each other, trying to coordinate. Ruth growled, scaring off a few of the more fearful guards, ‘Mom be damned,’ Ruth told herself in her head, ‘If someone hurt my Anon, they’re fucking dead,’ She howled in pain as a demon silver sword was shoved into her back. The guard got an elbow in the face before getting kicked and sent tumbling away, ‘This is all my fault isn’t it? We could have moved away sooner, but I didn’t push for it when I should have. Stupid movies distracted me. I left him alone and he got nabbed!” She pulled the sword out and threw it at another person who dared to get in her way, ‘Now’s not the time for that shit,’ She reminded herself as she decked a poor dragon girl, “I may be a fuck up,” She said aloud with a hellish snarl, “But I’m not fucking this up!” Ruth chased after the few remaining guards as they fell back, most screaming in horror as the murderous hellhound charged after them. I recognized that growl. Ruth! Ruth was here! I smiled, I should have known she would show up, “What do we do!? What do we do!?” The lamia asked in a panic. The amazonian drew her long sword and sighed, “This is her problem, she should deal with it!” She pointed an accusatory finger at the hakutaku. “Me!? We’re all a part of this!” The researcher screamed, “What would the director say about this!?” “Who gives a damn? We’re all DEAD because of you! A horny, enraged hellhound that's actually still affected by the full moon! She is an ACTUAL monster right now!” “Well, maybe you and your girls should have done your jobs and stopped her! Don’t any of you have a gun!?” “Of course not! We--” The amazonian was cut off as the screams got louder. There was a loud thud then the shouting went silent, “Tell me that door is locked.” A thunderous slam came from behind the door. Then another. And another. The hinges gave as the massive hellhound stepped into the room and onto the destroyed metal door. Her imposing aura made her look bigger than normal, “WHERE IS HE!?” Ruth screamed as her eyes blazed bright. She stomped towards the researchers, her tank top and sweats were both torn and her body was beaten. She glanced at me then kept stomping towards them. She knew I was safe, but she was still pissed and couldn’t let my kidnapping slide. The amazonian stepped forwards with her sword in both hands, “I’m only doing this so I can get paid this month, alright? Don’t rough me up too bad. I got a husband and kids to go home to.” I watched as she leapt into combat with Ruth. While the amazonian landed blows, they did little to slow Ruth down. She shrugged off hit after hit as she wildly swung. My chair was slowly pulled backwards towards the cage. A long snake tail was pulling me along, “Please,” The lamia begged on the verge of tears, “Keep her from tying me in a knot.” “And me too! I wasn’t going to hurt you, I swear!” The mindflayer whispered with fear in her voice as she untied me. I leapt up from the chair and crept to one of the wooden doors leading out. I looked up as the amazonian took a powerful jab to the stomach and a jumping knee to the chin. She was out for the count. She didn’t seem to actually be unconscious, merely staying down to avoid further wrath. The hakutaku backed away from Ruth and towards the cage, “Stay back!” She demanded as she drew a little two shot derringer. It had a glowing red seal on the side, it was definitely live, “I-I’m not afraid to use this! Its got real bullets!” Ruth stopped, unsure of what to do as she stared down the barrel of a loaded gun. Even in this enraged state I was terrified of what some bullets would do to her. I opened the cell door, outside of the hakutaku’s vision, “Look at you,” She hissed, “What would your mother say if she was here? You always went on and on about what she taught you,” I growled at the hakutaku’s question and shoulder checked her right in the side. In her surprise, she dropped the gun as she spun, her back now to the hellhound. I kicked the gun under something. Ruth lurched forwards and grabbed the nerdy cow in a bear hug, “My mom isn’t here,” She growled before suplexing her, slamming her onto the hard ground. I winced, from the way the ground shook, that had to have hurt. Ruth grabbed me now, her tail wagging at dangerous speed, “I was so scared,” She started to sob, “DID THEY HURT YOU!?” She suddenly and angrily demanded. “No, I’m fine,” I assured her as I hugged her back, “Can we go?” Ruth glared at the lamia and mindflayer, both of them cowering in the corner together. “You know... I think I get it now,” The hakutaku coughed. Ruth and I carefully stepped over to her, “You two, both putting your lives on the line for each other. Its just love. Unconditional and incredibly strong love. I-I think I was the only one broken here.” “Whatever. I still hate your fucking guts,” Ruth grabbed her by the horns and lifted her high up, hanging her from the old disused hooks on the ceiling by her horns, “The cops will get you down, I’m sure.” “W-well... Thanks for giving me the answers I wanted, I guess. This whole operation is probably going to get dissolved. The director is gonna be mad,” The cow woman sighed. “Tell the director if they ever fuck with me or my man, I’m gonna personally shove their own head up their ass.” “For what its worth, which is next to nothing, I’m sorry,” She sighed as she resigned herself to just hanging by her horns. “Well, you got one successful pairing at least,” I shrugged. Ruth grabbed me and picked me up over her shoulder, “I gotta get this one home. Past his bedtime and all,” She exited through some back rooms and into the cold streets, “Don’t worry I got us a ride,” Ruth walked about a block into another alley and loaded me into the back of a taxi sitting a block away. It was driven by an automaton who merely smiled knowingly at Ruth. The cops had shown up to the warehouse along with the paramedics. I leaned on Ruth as the taxi drove away from the warehouses. She was fidgety and breathing hard. She probably hurt all over too. She squeezed me tight, “I’m so glad they didn’t hurt you,” She sighed. I just nodded and closed my eyes. I thought about sleep, but I knew I wasn’t getting any tonight. Ruth followed me into the apartment, “Anon,” She was panting and sweating. Her sweat pants were starting to soak in the crotch, “I-I don’t wanna hurt you tonight. Maou help me, I’m gonna break soon and--” She reached for the small bottle of pills on the counter. I grabbed it before she did, “Anon,” She said firmly. “Look, Ruth,” I swallowed nervously as I looked at the tiny glass bottle, “I know I don’t always have the words I want to say to you. I usually can’t say what I want to you. But... I know what I want to say right now. I love you, Ruth. I-I want you to... Push me down and go to town. Make me yours.” Without another word, Ruth started to strip, “Clothes off. Now,” I nodded and took them off, “Hey, no matter how crazy shit gets tonight,” She kissed me on the lips, “I love you,” She grabbed me and threw me on the bed. She stared down at me with hungry, heart shaped pupils and a bit of drool coming from her mouth. I reached up and put my hand on her cheek as she grabbed my shaft and lined it up with her pussy, “You’re beautiful,” I told her. “Yeah and I’m fuckin’ horny too. Holy shit this is UNREAL!” She growled as she pierced herself on my manhood. She was still for just a moment as her flames suddenly sputtered out. She took a deep breath and the fire in her eyes suddenly came back at a much higher volume. I felt a twinge of fear as she grabbed my shoulders to hold me down while she slowly kept piercing herself using my cock. Her pussy was incredibly tight, amazingly hot, and completely wet. She howled again as she arched her back. Oh god did she orgasm already? Her claws dug into my shoulders as she picked up the speed in her fucking. I leaned my head back as I exhaled. Ruth leaned over me, putting her breasts right in my face as she continued slamming her hips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her sweaty body close to mine. I wanted to touch every inch of her gorgeous body. She growled again as her body shuddered, her pussy quivering announcing her second orgasm. She panted, taking a short break before she started getting even more aggressive. It should have been painful as her claws raked across my back, as those powerful legs slammed herself into me, but I only felt intense pleasure and love. I reached and gave her a firm slap on the ass cheek, “You little--” She cut herself off with another snarl. “L-Love you, honey!” I hardly squeaked before she shut me up with her breasts again. “Shut it!” She growled, “I... Love you too, dammit,” She added sheepishly as she put her hand on the nape of my neck. The bed was creaking and shaking from Ruth’s merciless pounding. My hips were starting to hurt but Ruth wouldn’t slow down even if I begged. I felt a pressure building in my loins. A pressure that threatened to burst at any moment, “R-Ruth!” I cried as her relentless fucking continued. “Hold it in a little longer!” She demanded as she started even faster and harder. I cried out with a moan, hardly holding my own orgasm back, “Now! Give it to me!” She bellowed as she slammed herself down, stopping as her body shook signalling another orgasm. I blew my load in her, coaxed out by her shaking pussy. We both yelled in pleasure as we came in unison. Soon, the waves of pleasure dissipated and I was left with a wonderful, sweaty after sex sensation as Ruth sat up, my cock still firmly held by her vagina. “Oh god,” I panted, my body now aching, “I-I-I need--” “Thrust,” Ruth instructed as she propped herself up, still over me. I groaned and wiped my face. I still had the scent of her sweat and campfire smell in my nose, “Do it or I’ll make an Anon shaped imprint on the bed!” She growled at me. I nodded and did as she instructed. I gently thrust my manhood into the hellhound making her throw her head back and howl from the pleasure. We were gonna wake up the entire apartment and I didn’t give a shit. I ran a hand down her stomach before planting both hands on her hips and going to town giving her exactly what she wanted. There was a sloppy wet slapping noise as I thrust into her from our love juices. Over and over again the sound rang out as I thrust myself into her, penetrating deeper and deeper with each thrust. Every so often, Ruth would bellow and shake again. Her tail was wagging the entire time, she was really enjoying this. With one last thrust, I stuck myself in her and moaned, cumming again while she orgasmed. I collapsed, completely spent, “I’m out,” I wheezed. Ruth frowned and grabbed my flaccid dick. She stroked it a few times desperately trying to get me back in the mood. I shook my head as I continued to pant, “I’ll take an IOU,” She chuckled as the fire in her eyes sputtered. She climbed off of me and got next to me in the bed, pulling me into a little spoon position, “Love ya, sweetie,” She whispered as she kissed my neck and shoulders. “Love you too,” I echoed with a small laugh. “What's so funny?” “Us, really. Just thinking about how we got here, is all.” Ruth gently bit and kissed my shoulder, still feeling the passionate, burning love, “Yeah. Its been something. You want kids right?” I nodded, “Good. It’ll give you something to do while I’m at work,” I tried to turn and give her a confused look but she bit into my shoulder as I struggled, “I gotta get a job to support you, don’t I? Those researchers aren’t gonna pay us anymore.” “I-Isn’t that my job? To be the bread win-- Aaaa!” I jumped as she slapped my ass. “Your job is to look cute, be a loving husband and an amazing father,” She scolded, “Go to sleep. I think I have to get out a bit more sexual frustration.” “I’ll do it. Roll me over,” I demanded. My sudden forcefulness made Ruth comply. I put her nipple in my mouth as I rubbed her loins. My fingernails grazed across her inner thigh making her shudder as I showered her with love and affection. I gently stuck my fingers into her, gently wiggled them around and moved them up and down. Ruth moaned and hugged me tightly. One of her hands moved to my crotch and quite roughly grasped it and began to stroke. I thought I was done but she was pulling me right back in as my little soldier stood at attention again. Soon enough she had me on my back and my cock was in her. She grinned at me, “You did this to yourself!” She laughed maliciously as she rode me again, just as hard as the first time. “This is the place?” I asked as Ruth pushed open the door to the pub. “Yeah,” She scratched her head, “Its where Kylee said we’d meet,” She shook, obviously nervous to be seeing her little family again after so long. I took her hand and gave her an assuring smile before pulling her in. She nervously glanced around. There was another hellhound behind the bar who smiled warmly as she served drinks to a massive jinko that might have been even bigger than Ruth and a tiny kobold, “Holy shit, is that Daisy?” Ruth gasped as she suddenly dragged me to the bar and plopped herself down next to the kobold who gasped in shock. “Ruth!?” She shouted before the two hugged. The jinko looked just as confused as me. She had an eyepatch on her left eye and a katana on her hip. I wondered if she was the real deal or not. The two started to catch up as they skirted around the topic of those researchers. Neither seemed to want to bring it up, “I should have brought Jackson! He needs more friends!” “So does this one,” Ruth chuckled as she nudged me with her elbow. I glared at her, I knew she was in the same boat as me. “Is he not playing that dice game with my husband and a few others? The dungeons one?” The jinko muttered. “Kimiko, they said they needed one more, right?” Daisy asked as her tail wagged, “And he looks nice.” “He’s a sweetheart,” Ruth boasted, making me blush, “We should catch up soon and hang out. I’ve gotta go introduce Anon here to my sisters soon.” “Here, my phone number,” The kobold scratched the string of numbers into a napkin with a dull pencil, “Gimme a ring sometime!” “I will,” Ruth started to get up, “Those guys never contacted you again, right?” She suddenly asked. Daisy looked confused, “That lamia and the amazonian--” “No,” Daisy said firmly, “Last I heard they all got beat up and disbanded.” Ruth grinned, “Yeah. Me too. Just checking. Sorry,” She got up and took me with her to the back and slid us both into a booth, “Looks like we gotta wait,” She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and kissed me on the scalp, “Love ya.” “Love you too,” I smiled before stretching out, merely content to just hang out with Ruth. I didn’t get a lot of time to just rest before someone else arrived at the table. “Sorry we’re late!” A cheery voice called as someone slides into the opposite booth. Two girls, big ones, a griffon and a high orc, “Is this him, big sis?” The high orc asks. “Yeah. Kylee, this is my big sweetie, Anon,” Ruth grabbed my shoulder and shook me a little playfully. The griffon flared her nose at me but nodded in approval, “Don’t be like that Gee!” She shrugged in response to Ruth’s somewhat angry growl. “Ignore her,” Kylee chuckled, “Tell me how you two met!” Ruth looked at me and sighed softly, “Alright. I’ll tell you. I guess we can talk about it since... They’re not around any more. Its been what, two months now? You see I met Anon in a warehouse under strange circumstances. We were in a cage, quite romantic circumstances, if I do say so myself!” I strapped myself in for a long explanation of a strange journey.