User blog:Safnar/Monster School (part 2)

“All right Americas coolest Monster vids. My name is Zack filming from over in Silverwood University home of the Werewolves Owoooooooooo! I’m sending you this vid as part of your compation to find the coolest monster hunts around the country!-“ The camera jossals around a bit till it shows Dorm building-c’s entrance. Then moves back to the young over exited face of the boy. “Within those Dorms is one gnarly dude. He’s out run a pack of werewolves every day for the past 2 months! Oh there’s one now up in the tree!” The camera turns to view a typical werewolf, athletic build darkly colored fur, wearing a denim jacket as she stared transfixed on the Dorm building.

“This is a member of a gang notorious around this campus called the virgin hunters. A pack of wolves who have dedicated themselves to sucking the virginity out of every freshy they can get their hands on. Though recently it seems the Dude in this building has become a challenge on a personal level. They have been getting closer and closer to catching him every day and today I think they’ve got him, and I’m going to film the whole thing!” The kid said proudly. He turned the camera back on to the dorm and waited. For a while nothing happened. Then a kid in a sleeveless top and shorts, with a tactical bag strapped to his back, came out of the building looking around. The wolf up in the tree started howling and with a startled jolt the kid took off. Sprinting at full throttle.

The camera jerked to the left in time to see the wolf leap from the tree and take off after him her claws slipping on the pavement as she struggled to find traction in the smooth surface. The camera took off after them trying to keep up. Jumping around and making the images hard to see properly. The kid leaps over a railing and uses his momentum and the rail to slide under the leaping wolf leaving her to skid a few feet away wide eyed before he shot past the camera uttering a quick “excuse me” as he nearly knocked the camera welding kid over.

The camera wheeled around keeping track with the kid as more wolves poured out of almost every direction closing in on him fast. Just when it seemed like it was over he stops throws the first one into the other two.

“Holy crap did you see-“ The camera man’s exclamation of excitement was cut short as yet another wolf, slower than the others takes the kid by surprise tackling him and pining him to the ground before viciously assaulting his neck with a barrage of kisses and puppy licks. It was a moment before any of the other wolves registered what had happened the whole time the boy is squirming uselessly under the assault of the supernatural pleasure.

“Melody let him up.” The wolf in the Leather jacket shouted at the girl atop the boy.

“Holy shit man I can’t believe this is happening!” The cameraman said turning the camera on himself for just a moment.

“Melody as long as you are part of this pack you WILL follow its alfa!” The leader growled.

“Then I’ll go make my own pack! All of them will be like me! And well catch Austin, and take his first time right out from under you and his every time after that!” Melody shouted. She jumped off the boy and ran right past the man with the camera. The boy also got up his face beat red and his pants budging he sped walked away.

“Viv? Are we really just going to let her go? I mean she is part of the pack and all.” One of the Betas asked.

“I would no more force her to stay then I would any of you.” Vivian said watching the strange wolf scamper away and her would be pray walk away in a very carefully controlled hurry. “Were going to have a rival team girls we better get ready for the competition.”

“B-but if she’s leaving the pack how will we know if she’ll even follow the rules?” One of the wolves asked. Vivian turned to see the cameraman who was still filming a look of pure excitement on his face.

“She’s not betraying us she branching off. Besides I have an idea.” She said a wicked grin plying across her lips. She approached the cameraman who was too absorbed in filming to realize the danger he was in… as a virgin.

“Girls fetch!” Vivian shouted as she snatched the camera out of his hands. The boy was talked by the remaining wolves the sounds of his cloths being torn and his crying for help could be heard as Vivian grinned into the camera. “I Vivian Strew hereby swerve on the book of obscenity to stick to the rules of the competition as I lay them out now. First we will only hunt from 10 AM to sunset. Second we will only hunt on the campus grounds. Third We will not hunt within the buildings, and fourth we will not attempt another hunt until Melody Lovebringer has assembled her pack and sworn by these rules. I seal this vow with cum.” She said. She turned the camera around placing it on the ground in full view of the excamera man now laying in a pile of his own torn cloths as the wolves kept him pined stroking his exposed member to keep it hard for their alfa.

Vivian walked over to him unzipping her pants just so that her puffy vagina could be used. She turned away from him so she could grin at the camera as she squatted down sucking in his hard member with a quick and loud movement. The cameraman said something likely begging to be let go but Vivian was ignoring him she started bouncing her tight ass up and down on his pelvis making loud wet slapping sounds as she worked his trapped member with her dripping pussy. It wasn’t long till his body started convulsing and Vivian grunted in approval a few drops of cum leaving from her tight pussys lips.

“S-so it is sealed.” She said. The video was paused.

“The rest of the footage is just the camera guy getting raped, a good 2 hours of it actually the only reason the video ends is because the camera’s memory was full. The executive said. He was a tall man in a business suite. He had many years in the TV industry unlike the Anubis he was talking to who looked skeptical.

“And you think this competition will make for good TV?” She asked dought written over her beautiful face. Her golden paws folded before her.

“I do. It appeals to quite a few audiences, the monsters who would want to see the boy taken and raped, the single human men who would want to see him get away, and the single monsters who would want to try and learn a few tricks themselves. In fact I believe that with each day this is dragged out the better our rating’s will become.” The man said.

“So we should give the boy a few advantages?” The Anubis asked.

“I don’t think so. For starters if it got out that we were interfering with the competition in any way our credibility would be destroyed and long term ratings would plummet. Also if the competition is dragged out too long with no clear winner in sight then many of the monsters and humans with shorter attention spans will lose interest. Our HR department feel the best length of time for this competition to carry on would be roughly 5 days, any more than that and the public will lose interest any less and it’s not enough time to truly draw in the amount of viewers your looking for.” The man said.

“Very well make the preparations and stand prepared to tilt the game one way or another should it get dragged on to long.” The Anubis said.

“Yes honey.” The man said as he turned to leave.

“Oh and sweetie… you did good ill grant you 2 more hours of sex time latter.” The Anubis said with a blush.

First class of the day, and the only class I have on Mondays, is monster Biology. This is a fun one, and a required class when the principal became monsterized. It was an even split class, meaning there were just as many monsters as there were humans in it. Witch was a requirement as we humans were often required by the core curriculum to “study” the monsters body. There were all kinds of monsters here and this class was quite often known as the match maker as many monster and human permanent couples were made here.

I kind of lucked out though. My ‘partner’ was a happy carefree mothman who didn’t really seem to care about me one way or another for the most part. I fact I heard rumors that see was already eyeing some guy. I didn’t know any details but I assumed that since she didn’t really get all that aggressive with me then it couldn’t be me.

The classroom was set up with the monster population in mind as well as human comfort. The six large black science tables were arranged to face the chalk board and the exit. The seats were always designed for a monster and human to sit side by side. With a normal human stool on the left and a universal monster stool on the right, made large enough so species like centers or arachnids could settle atop them, as well as sturdy enough for a lamia to wrap her coils around it. No matter the size or shape there was a nook or cranny in the odd stools for a monster to rest comfortably, though in many cases the most comfortable seat for a monster was upon their partners lap.

In front of me a Dragon in a tight business suit and reading glasses sat in one such stool. Her claws neatly folded before her as she ignored the quivering mess of her partner. A freshy who had clearly been forced into this class to fill the 50/50 quota of men and monsters. Behind me a weresheep snuggled insistently against her partner lulling the senior into a daze as the fluffy monster rubbed her butt against his lap and her face into his neck.

On the other side of the room in the back was a Lamia coiled around her stool throwing warm smiles at her rather built partner, a football player named Dan. I don’t know if they were a couple or not but at least half the girls in school had their eyes on him and more than one lizard man had thrown a fight against him in the hopes of charming this beast of a man.

Directly across the room from us sat a dark priestess and one of her pupils. No he didn’t start out that way but this is literally a class that requires you to closely examine your monster partners body. How long can you do that with a dark priestess before her whispering in your ear warps your mind with obscenity?

Across the room at the front of the class was Melody twiddling her paws and throwing me and my partner antsy looks. Her human partner looked irritated as well likely because the playboy, we called him Dick, wasn’t having any luck reclaiming her attention away from me. The mothman next to me however was the oddest in the whole room. Normally she was talkative and happy and warm to everyone but today she had her leathery hands folded tight and resting on her soft lap, as she tried to burn a whole into the science table with her eyes.

Her name was Fauna. She had a pair of breasts that rivaled Melody’s and her pinkish skin always had a soft glow to it that had me constantly aware of where my hands were lest I touch her glowing skin and fall madly in love with the energetic ball of fluff. Her large beautiful wings gave a quick buzz of movement every now and then that sent a gust through the whole class. It was likely because of this gust that no one had ever really bothered to take notes, kind of hard when your notes would go flying every few seconds, unless they absolutely had to. The silence was odd for her. Usually she was eager to make conversation and I think it was her strange silence that had set the class on edge.

“Um Fauna? Is everything all right?” I asked. She eeped and at me, her impressive size made her a whole head taller than me, and her pinkish skin turned a few shades darker.

“S-smell funny.” She said pointing at me. Her antenna twitches around the air between us as if to emphasize the point that I smelt odd to her.

“I’m sorry?” I asked.

“S-smell like Melody.” She said. With the deadly silence in the room Faunas small but sweet voice carried across the classroom easily. Now Melody yelped, blushed and hid her face from the multiple looks others gave her.

“Oh that. Well yeah me and Melody had a little encounter this morning.” I explained both to Fauna and the whole class.

“She…. Take you?” Fauna asked.

“No nothing like that.” I said.

“Yet.” Melody muttered but like Faunas light voice her mutter was clearly heard from the whole class.

“Melody can’t! Can’t take Austin!” Fauna shouted.

“Fauna what’s wrong?” I asked again now really worried the normally docile friend of mine was yelling at a wolf who, even as an omega, could tear apart the fluffy friendly mothman.

“F-Fauna just tired. Sorry yelled.” She said. She sat back down stared at her spot for a moment and then turned to me a forced smile on her face. “So. Wolf pack caught Austin?” She asked. I nodded.

“Yeah but they let me go.” I said. The tension quickly melted away as curiosity got the upper hand in her.

“Why?” Fauna asked genuine interest in her eyes.

“Well I think it was because of the cool move I pulled that got three of them tripping over one another.” I said allowing myself to slip back into the goofball attitude I usually shared with Fauna. I don’t know what it was about her but I usually felt comfortable around her, as if her soft cozy looking body put my mind to ease even as it tempted me. On que Fauna slipped back into her normal demeanor as well the tension that had mysteriously appeared also mysteriously melting away.

“Glad let go. Fauna like you way you are.” She said. With the friendly mothman more relaxed the rest of the class relaxed as well. The dragon in front of me scooted a bit closer to the boy next to her, the only one who didn’t seem to relax especially now that the dragon was giving him a sideways smile. I always knew she had a thing for him.

The small conversation that started however died when the teacher came in. The teacher was a crow tengu. A species that is now for their knowledge of anatomy. She was short, barley taller than your average 14 year old, and had a petit form. She loved to ware her traditional zinpango cloths and I heard she had 4 sets of the same outfit. What did change day to day however was her teaching assistant.

She had a new boy at her wing almost every day. Apparently after a whole day of having this small harpy pick you apart weak point by weak point many men were scared off. I guess it is pretty grueling to have that much pleasure pointed right at the most sensitive spots on your body. Rumer has it that if a monster girl wins her favor shell study and revel to the monster girl the weak points of the monsters chosen man. The past few weeks I’ve spent in her class have been little more than socialization exercises with our partners and I was content to keep it that way for the time being. This class however Mrs. C had other ideas.

“Ok gentlemen and monsters this class is the class that I’m sure at least half of you have been waiting for. It’s the class that the men explore the shape and natural contours of their partner’s bodies.” There were a few gowns, a few hora’s and a few hungry looks. “Just like every human is different every monster is different even within their own species there are a near infinite numbers of differences and bodily weaknesses. For example Mrs. Patterson in the back is like most weresheep. Sleepy dozy and often likes to drag the boy she likes into the same dozy mindset as herself with her magical cuddles. However unlike most weresheep Mrs. Patterson has a special medical condition known to most weresheep as a wake up spot. Arnold if you could keep your eyes open long enough would you please tease Mrs. Patterson’s tail with your fingers?” Mrs. C asked.

The whole class turned to watch Arnold who had been hugging the affectionate sheep close to his chest, but weather that was out of affection or an attempt to stop her from rubbing her sleep magic into him I could never tell. He struggled to keep his eyes open as he nodded lazily at the teacher. His hand reached for Patterson’s tail. He dozed off about half way there joining his content and smiling partner in blissful slumber.

“Oh… Dear. Austin would you be so kind as to help him.” Mrs. C asked.

“Sure.” I said but before I could Fauna had jumped over the table and giving the Weresheeps tail a squeeze.

“Yhhhaaaa!” She screamed squirming on her perch atop Arnold who was now just as wide awake as her. She looked like she had ten cups of coffee as she stared at the rest of the class wide eyed and awake.

“I would like all of you to remember this next time she tries to take one of my students to her little sleep land ok?” Mrs. C said her almost creepy smile never leaving her face.

“Now all the monsters in here have their own little bodily quirks and weak spots I’ll be expecting a full report by the men at the end of class so get searching.” Mrs. C said. “Oh and I’ll be coming around the class room to help out and answer any questions you might have.” She asked.

“Mrs. C My partners bodily quark is pretty odveus she had a glandular problem and is fat is it ok if I be excused from class.” Dick the schools playboy said. Melody made a sound like a dog who had been kicked her ears flattening against her head as she hid her likely teary eyes behind her paws. She wasn’t actually fat. She had the same flat sexy stomach you would expect of all monsters, but she was definitely a heavy eater, if you’ve ever seen her at lunch time, and the size of her breasts and the sexy layer of padding over her otherwise solid abb’s proved that.

“Mister Tomson! My office NOW!” Mrs. C said her look was livid. “The rest of you get to work I’ll be around shortly. She said walking toward the door practically fuming. The others went to work, all except Melody who looked like she wanted to die. “I have a special scale that you might be interested in Dan. Here let me show you.” She said. Dans not the brightest bulb in the pack it wouldn’t be long before he touched that special scale and earned a permanent girlfriend.

“Don’t let him bother you Melody he’s just an ass hole.” I called to her. She gave me a nod and a sniffle before going back to hiding her face in her arms.

“Austin we start now?” Fauna asked a momentary look of jealousy written on her face.

“A-all right.” I said. I got up and walked around her Faunas big eyes following me the whole time her wings fluttering as they always do.

“Well I’d say that as far as body types go yours is pretty standard for a mothman, warm and huggable.” I said wrighting that down as a quick note. Fauna blushed at me but said nothing. Her wings fluttered powerfully and the notes that the boy in front of us had just set down were scattered everywhere. He was about to go get them when the dragon grabbed him.

“Come on give me a real examination tease me and look for my weak spots.” She said to the red faced boy. She took his hands and pushed them against her breasts. “Here look for weak spots on my breasts I promise I’ll squeak when you find something good.” She said. I turned back to fauna who was now looking at the table before her again.

“H-hey Fauna if this is getting to personal for you I could just take a 0 for the day. It’s just a few participation points.” I said. “No. Austin…. T-tease Fauna, find weak points, find w-what’s w-wrong with Fauna.” She said almost tearing up.

“Theres nothing wrong with you dear you’re just a bit different than other mothman.” Mrs. C said appearing before us electing a small jump and yelp from me. Fauna’s wings fluttered even as she pouted at Mrs. C. “There you see that? The wing flutter? That’s her natural response to a male she likes. Her body is trying to get her to spared her wing flakes. But unlike most mothman Fauna has a rare condition that prevents those flakes from being made. It’s a shame really but Faunas wings are the softest you’ll ever find on a mothman and they are sensitive to stimulation. Please Mr. Austin come feel her wings.” Mrs. C said.

Now I’m not thick I always knew Fauna was attracted to me. Monsters are attracted to all men. But looking at Faunas cute pink face blush I realized I was looking at a very carefully controlled and slightly hidden look. Fauna felt about me the same way Melody did. I inched closer to Fauna who made no move to stop me as I reached out and took hold of one of her wings.

“Ammmm.” Fauna said shutting her mouth tightly. Her wing was soft. It was like a fine silk but with a thickness and spring that gave it a pillow like feel. I let it go quickly.

“I’m sorry Fauna did I hurt you?” I asked.

“No! K-keep touching. Please.” Fauna said. I reached out and gently felt her wing. The soft padded film of it giving at the slightest touch and yet her wing actually pushed into my hand. Similar to the way a cat might push its head into your hand when it wants to be pet. The whole time Fauna was clenching her legs together her hands wedged between her supple thighs the flesh appearing so soft and pliable that they fully conformed to the shape of her hands giving no room anywhere for them not to be hugged by her pinkish skin.

“Good goooood Austin that’s it.” Mrs. C cooed. “But there are other weak points on the mothman. The fluff around there neck is highly sensitive to pressure from there lover. There smooth belly’s can easily be teased and her antenna are also sensitive to pleasure. But I want you to focus on her bug thorax. Go on give that soft bug butt a pinch.” Mrs. C instructed.

“B-but i-I mean wouldn’t that be inappropriate fo-“

“Mr. Austin you can do as instructed or ill squeeze you in my office now pick.” Mrs. C said. I moved to her thorax. It was covered in the same thick fluff as most of Faunas body. In fact I often wondered if it was strong enough to support wait. I could ride Fauna through the air.

The thought made be blush deeply. I shouldn’t think of such things monsters can smell arousal. I thought. The thorax itself was buzzing periodically. I’ve heard Fauna buzz before, when she was exited or angry or really happy. It seemed that the thorax is where that buzzing came from. The whole thing would literally vibrate the fluff standing on edge making the thing seem to grow for a few moments. I put my hands on either side and almost jumped away. The thing immediately started vibrating at full force the moment I touched it. My hands sunk into the fluff up to my wrists and I couldn’t help but think what it would fell like to push my face into such lustrous cottony fuzz.

“What are you waiting for Mr. Austin. Fauna is ready for you go on stroke the thorax. Discover your partner’s weak point.” She said. Carefully I rubbed the thorax electing small moans from Fauna whose wings were fluttering at a faster rate now.

“Keep going keep going and look look at the end of her thorax!” Mrs. C said. I did as instructed and quickly wished I hadn’t. The tip opened up to revel a dripping sticky pussy tunnel.

“Gahh!” I said startled I jumped away.

“Don’t get upset Fauna he was startled not disgusted if anything he looked aroused.” Mrs. stared. Fauna nodded. “That Mr. Austin was a mothmans last resort for impregnentation. If a mothman gets particularly desperate shell put her male’s reproductive organ there. The secretions from this hole make a sort of cocoon around the males pelvis ensuring the pair remained joined until impregnation occurs. This is a last resort however. Mothmen like to focus on sex positions that show off here sexy soft bodies, thigh jobs, hand jobs, and so on.” She said. My face was steaming at this point.

“W-why the hell would you tell me that?” I asked now really nervous.

“Why? Because you’re both getting so hot and bothered by all this and I think it’s funny. Now why don’t you stop resisting an-“ I glanced at the clock.

“AAAnd if 12:30 thanks for the lesson Mrs. C I got to go to work bye!” I said practically slurring my words together I said them so fast. I gathered up my stud and ran out the door.

“Oh I’m sorry Fauna I scared him off. I thought if he was pushed a little he’d yeald but it seems he did not.” Mrs. C said apologetically putting a wing on Fauna shoulders. Fauna however was smiling.

“Is k! Austin nervous! He like Fauna!” She said gleefully. Melody was at the table in a flash.

“Fauna I have a proposal for you.” She said. Fauna had a confused look as Melody went into her explanation of her forming a pack for the purpose of hunting, catching and making endless love to Austin. The whole time Faunas wings fluttered faster and faster with excitement.

(Onward to part 3!!!)