User blog:Safnar/Monster School (part 3)

Part 3

For the second time in the same day I found myself in a very confused daze. First Melody, the quiet shy girl of the Virgin hunters who has on more then one occasion spared me herself. Then Fauna the friendly mothman who I had counted as one of my closest friends. Very deep, very lustful, feelings for me.

I could see my ability to support myself in the future being milked away but my two very horny wives. Could I support them and myself? Or would they support me? I shook my head to clear it and walked around a purple wet floor sign careful not to touch any of the just barely noticeable threads that hung loosely from the sealing.

I mean why me? I knew I had always been kind to them, probably kinder then some of the other single guys in the school, but I never thought of myself as a possible permanent mate for a monster. They were two perfect and I was just some pale nerdy kid who, despite constant long distance running and parkour, couldn’t keep the rather unflattering layer of fat off my stomach. I sighed.

At least I was safe at work. For a while. I worked at Mc. Moos. A restaurant renowned for fresh holsterus milk treats. Like smoothies, ice-cream, milkshakes, all sorts of regular milk flavors, and cheeses. But the food and treats, although tasty, were not the main attraction. It was the shy, cute, busty cow girls. They littered the restraint and, if a customer was willing, they would allow a customer to milk them or take them home.

I made sure to look in all possible diretions before stepping out into the open grounds of the campus. There seemed to be nothing. No wolves no traps. Nothing. The courtyard was silent. I took a few steps away from the building and waited for the inevitable howl, or call to arms that had been the daily rutteen of my live but it never came. Have they given up? I wondered.

I started walking. My Workplace was only a short 20 minute walk from the school, and it was a very popular spot among the collage studints. Now I know what you thinking right? I’m not a Holsterus what do I do there exactly and how can working with a bunch of monsters possibly keep me safe from them? Well in the store I’m what is called a dirty bull. (I didn’t chose the name) Really my only job is to hang around the girls so they can get off on my sent, and clean up afterword’s. This is all the same to me I was positive that if one of the holsterus had put their breasts in my hands I would have melted for them by now but that wasn’t required of me.

I was safe at work because of a special cologne I wore. It obscured the scent of my mana. The flertatios holsterus girls were all attracted to me as they were every other guy that walked through the doors of their establishment but they couldn’t form an addiction to my specific mana signature, not that it stopped them from trying. There have been times when a holsterus has tried to get close, be it because they found me interesting as a person or because they really liked the way I looked but with ought a clear sent of my mana the emotional bonds to me could not be completed like it would with someone else and they eventually moved on.

This cologne was a miracle of modern technology. It could protect you from any monster anywhere so long as you wore it. The downside however was that the cologne could only be attuned to specific monsters. Because every monster identified Mana in different ways. So the cologne that protects me from the chesty embrace of the holsterus did nothing to affect the busty werewolf Melody.

Another downside is the danger of morrons trying to were more than one type of cologne at the same time (Because let’s be honest there’s always that one prick who decides that he just has to try it ist there?) It doesn’t work that way. It’s sorta like mixing cleaning chemicals together. Rather then keeping you safe from the two target monsters the two colognes mix and attract the two monsters to you. Amplifying the appeal for your mana to them till they can no longer resist you. By the time the sexy times are over and the colognes have worn off your married to both monsters you were trying to avoid.

The store loomed in front of me. It was a cow spotted building sorta shaped like the smoothly bar from the jimmy Neutron cartoon. Except instead of a rocket sticking out of the top it was a big typical holsterus face smiling warmly at you to come on in. I pulled my hat out of my backpack. It was really the only piece of my uniform that I was required to ware. But I would change into jeans and a solid t shirt once I got into the bathroom. I pushed open the double glass doors and entered. The semi cercal that was the serving floor was mostly full. Groups of teens, both boys and girls, enjoying only the freshest holsterus milk treats. Some of the boys even had a small glass of extra thick holsterus milk, I don’t know if they were just trying it or simply trying to attract one of the waiters how were giving them hungry looks.

We lost a good 3-4 waiters and other holsterus personnel a day to marriage by copulation. Not that it mattered though, the holsteri dairy farm was real good at sending us a constant stream of replacements. After all they were in the business of growing the holsterus population as well as selling their milk so the more holsterus out there that found husbands and made babies the better in their eyes. Soon as I entered I was greeted by a familiar Holsterus named Sara.

She was an extremely sweet girl. Always friendly always kind. She had long flowing black hair with streaks of Wight along her bangs. Her uniform was little more than a French maid skirt and stockings and a dark green vest that was two sizes too small to contain the bursting bust that pored out from every space between every button. It was a wonder the vest still had buttons with the pressure her magical breasts put on them.

“Good afternoon Austin how was class?” She asked sweetly walking up to me with a tray of half empty milkshake glasses.

“Uhhg Class. Today’s been pretty long Sara. First the virgin hunters catch me but Vivian doesn’t like that Melody was the one who got me so she demands I get let go. Then in class Fauna declared herself for me and I barley get out of there thanks to the ‘help’ of Mrs. C. Sara thank god you are always so calm around me I don’t think I could handle another monster problem right now.” I said. She gave me a sad smile.

“Is that so? Im really sorry to he-“ She stopped mid sentence her nose giving a cute little twitch as she sniffed the air. “O-Oh!” She shouted yanking the tray up to hide half her face spilling the milkshakes all around her.

“A-are you wearing a new cologne or something?” She asked. The bit of her face that I could see was beat red and her whole body was trembling. Confused I gave my shirt a sniff.

“Uh no wh-“

“AUSTIN!!! My office NOW!” My over exited manager shouted. The Minotaur stomped over to me grabbed my arm and then walked off almost leaving my behind and just taking my arm with her. Her name was Mrs. Boss mam. Or just boss if she was in a good mood. She gave up her life of leather straps for cloths and a chipped axe for hunting when the idea of getting to boss around hundreds of quivering ‘cousins’ was presented to her. Now she wore a business suit, similar to the dragons from class but covered in holes torn spots and stains. Her hair was very short almost like a military buzz cut. (I heard she tried a business bun once….. once.)

“Ahh! What what! I have my hat this time!” I shouted showing her the black and Wight spotted cap with yellow horns. She didn’t answer instead she practically threw me into the small room that was her office and slammed the door with enough force to crack the window on it.

“Do you know why I give you that really expensive cologne?” She said. Up until now I had thought it was just business as ushawal with the hot tempered Minotaur but when I heard her very controlled very even tone ice ran through my veins. I was in deep shit this time.

“S-so the holsterus don’t t-try and take me as a husband.” I offered feeling like a quivering were sheep.

“Yes and why do I care?” She asked leading me on.

“B-because you’re a nice person?” I offered. She snorted.

“It’s because you’re the best god damn spur in the restaurant. You pass by a holsterus and she lactating through her shirt! That’s WHY. And if one of those holsterus pins you and makes you her husband guess what?” She asked stopping to give me time to answer.

“W-what?”

“The other holsterus will stop reacting to you! THAT is why I foot the unbelievably expensive bill of that very hard to come by cologne! SO tell me. Why are you NOT wearing any today?” She shouted. No, Nooooo there’s no way my luck is that bad today…. I gave myself another experimental sniff. I was wearing the wrong cologne. I must have grabbed the bottle of post merge stuff I kept in the bath room instead of my anti holsterus stuff.

“I could smell your mana a hundred yards away! What do you think is going to happen when timid Sara over there gets another whiff?” She asked. She opened up the blinds a crack to show a very embarrassed Sara mopping up spilled milkshake and broken glass her large sexy ass up in the air as her tail flicked around with what looked almost like excitement.

“I-I’m sorry Mrs. Boss. I-I’ll go home and get the right stuff!” I said turning my attention away from the sexy black panties on display.

“Like hell you will! She’s got a taste now boy no cologne will save you from her!” Mrs. Boss shouted. She went over to her desk and sat down heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose as she sighed.

“I’d take you myself to save you kid but you’re not my type.” Mrs. Boss said. I’d think she was joking but she didn’t even crack a smile her voice sounding dangerously apologetic. Like she had already written me off.

“C-couldn’t I just… buss tables? Mop the floors? Stay out of the milk zone you know?” I offered.

“That girl is going to make a bee line for you the moment you step out of my office. She’s liked you for a while just couldn’t get a lock because of the cologne.” Mrs. Boss said.

“C-can I go home?” I asked.

“Why? You sick? Far as I’m concerned is if you can’t be out best spur you’ll just have to help us keep our extra thick reserves full.” Mrs. Boos said.

“W-what?!” I shouted.

“Take your time, take your time. Go about your business and such but when Sara takes you I expect you to produce plenty of extra thick for me to make up for what I’m losing here.” She said.

“What YOURE losing?!” I shouted. The Minotaur looked board at the pile of paper work she had to do not interested in the slightest of my outburst. “Go get to work.” She said simply.

“You can’t do this I have rights!” I shouted the idea of being, drawn in, by the subtle charms of a holsterus was appealing but I had a sinking feeling Fauna and Melody would protest very very much… Or join her.

“You’re absolutely right you do have rights, and I have abilities! Like the ability to strip you naked and through you out to the cows if you don’t get to work!” She said. The threat was enough to encourage me to retreat. I went back outside to the domain of the holsterus. Sara was no were to be seen. The pool of milkshake and glass had been sufficiently cleaned. She must be in the back. I slid off to the men’s rest room.

A man’s rest room was a very special thing in this world. They were made so that the only way a monster could get in was if a man invited them in. A magic barrio kept them out. (In contrast the girl’s bathroom let men in but did not let them out unless the man was accompanied by a monster.) It was a small mercy knowing that while in the bathroom at least I would be safe from the gazes of the waitresses.

I changed into my solid gray T-shirt and comfortable jeans. I was painfully aware of how little protection the thin fabric of my new shirt would afford me should I receive a chesty hug from an affectionate Sara. It wasn’t like I had anything better to ware. I pulled on my hat. Sara was a cooking girl, in fact I don’t think I’ve ever seen her in the milking room. She spent less time manning the serving floor and more time preparing treats and the few nondairy meals this milkshake bar served. That meant if I could stay out of the kitchen there was less of a chance id run into her.

Placing my backpack into an employee locker I went back outside to the serving floor. It was chaos. I was needed here I was needed there. Every time I turned around someone was calling my name. Come here wipe this table, mop this spill, take the orders of tables 1, 4 and 8. The torrent of work kept me out of the kitchen but as the day wore on Sara’s work slowly edged her closer to me.

First she got switched out of the kitchen to buss tables alongside me. She trembled when we got to close and almost spilled another tray of milkshakes when I spoke to her, asking if she was going to help with unloading the shipments today or not.

“Y-yes I-I was going to h-help you t-today b-but if you don’t n-need any help ill understand.” She said. Her red face was so incredibly cute… and dangerous. One of the other holsterus had looked at Sara’s red face one too many times and pined a customer to the booth staling him and dry humping him until Mrs. Boss yanked her off the poor boy.

I had to whey my options. On one hand unloading the truck with Sara would put her and me alone for a good thirty minutes in the back of the store. She would have plenty of time to try and… lure me to her and I wasn’t so sure I could resist. (I’m sure the first part of my day has already reveled to you my weakness for large chests)

On the other hand if I did it on my own it could take an hour to an hour and a half and it was growing dark outside. Many-a-busboy have gone missing wile unpacking the truck alone at night and I was not all that eager to find out what happened to them. No I was going to need her help I’ll just have to accept the risk.

“Yeah.. I’ll need your help if you don’t mind.” I said. I should accept my fate right? A harem was being built around me and they were all likely to suffocate me in their sleep with their massive bosom.

“Really?!” She said. Her ears perked up her tail went state her face went a few shades darker despite the huge grin on her face, which quickly vanished as she tried to hide her excitement. This was her chance.

I can’t blow this. I’ll have plenty of time all I need to do is hug him. That’s all it takes right? What normal man could resist a holsters chest on their back? Not many I’m willing to bet. Sara thought as she followed Austin to the back of the building. A large delivery truck sat there it’s back open and ramp set up. Austin gowned as he looked at all the boxes they had to unload.

Despite the main products being freshly made in the store there were still plenty of things that they needed to order. Fresh napkins and table cloths, new uniforms as many of them went missing (Holsterus wanting to cosplay for their potential boyfriends.) Plastic cups and spoons, materials for making cheese. And other assorted materials.

Sara was rather happy to see all the boxes. It gave her plenty of time to work up the courage to hug Austin. Austin got to work organizing a few piles of boxes he could carry in one shot. Sara was trembling again his sent was really strong now. Perhaps because a full day’s work had made him a bit sweaty. She can’t believe she never noticed him like this before. How could she miss him? She thought as she inched closer. He worked with her for several months and shed never felt this way about him, but today there was just a little something different about his smell and it was like she was seeing him from the first time. She reached out to take hold of him but just before her fingers reached him she lost nerve and grabbed a large box instead. I turned around at that point and saw the nervous look on her face.

“Is everything all right Sara?” I Asked. Sara, her face as red as ever gave me a shaky nod and hurried off with her box. I picked up my piles of boxes and followed her into the store room. She set the box down in a hurry and turned to walk past me. Her tail looked deflated and weak her ears were flat against her hair. Damn it she’s struggling with herself.

“Sara!” I said. She stopped her speed walking and waited as I put my boxes down and walked over to her. “Sara I’m really sorry.” I said. Maybe if I just told her she could stop. Maybe if she understood that this was temporary she wouldn’t feel so out of it.

“W-what are you sorry for?” She asked looking up at me with eyes that could melt a Glacies Icey heart. Come one Austin don’t lose your nerve now.

“I-I’m supposed to be wearing a special cologne that keeps you from smelling my real mana. That’s why you feel so strangely about me now. I just need you to know that ill have the cologne back on tomorrow and things can go back to the way they were Sara.” I said hoping my voice was reassuring enough for her. There was a long moment of silence that was dragged on and on. “Well… the truck is almost done… I suppose we should go finish unloading it and call it a day?” I said. I turned to walk away and that’s when she worked up the courage to grab me.

Her arms wrapped around me from under my arms. One arm takeing hold of my chest the other wrapping around my stomach. Both arms pulled me into her with the legendary strength of a mamono. Her chest, the chest, the most wonderful magical chest in the mamono kingdom, pushed tightly against my back and her chin settled into the seat of my neck on the right side.

“S-Sara!” I shouted. To an outside observer it would seem as if Sara, the trembling nervous cow girl had transferred her shaking to me as now she seemed very calm and content while I trembled as the magic of her ample bosom slowly got to work on me.

“Things can’t go back.” She whispered in my ear. “I like you to much.” She said her soft lips just barely brushing the rim of my ear her hot breath tickling me. The whole time I could feel her soft warm breasts against me and were they touched me a soft warmth spread. Slowly filling my chest and gently surrounding my heart.

“S-Sara wait, p-please let go.” I said still trembling in her arms. Her tail wound around my waist acting like a belt to help Sara tie me to her.

“Promise you won’t ever ware that cologne again.” She said. The warmth in my chest gently squeezed my heart and it actually started to feel like it was melting. My whole body in fact felt as if it was melting away by Sara’s sweet embrace. I always thought it was just a thing the wandering scholar had said to emphasize how good monsters felt but I actually felt like I was melting into Sara’s embrace. “Promise me and I’ll let you go.” She offered.

“B-but if I promise that y-you’ll-“ she didn’t like my response nibbling at the rim of my ear she hummed happily as if she was now the happiest girl in the world. My struggling my protests didn’t matter she just had to hold me to her chest for a while and I would forever fall under her spell.

“A-all right! Ok! You win. I-I won’t wear the cologne ever again just please! I-it feels too good.” I said my eyes were watering and everything. Slowly, agonizingly she unwound her grip on me bit by bit till I was left trembling siting on some of the boxes.

“O-ok now. R-remember that you promised! No s-special cologne!” Sara warned now that she wasn’t pressing against me she was back to trembling self her face a deep color red. “I-If you come to work tomorrow and I can’t smell your mana I’ll take it forcibly then I’ll bet your cologne won’t work on me ever again!” She said. I nodded. She has defiantly won. She smiled at me. “You go ahead and rest up and go home ill finish unloading the t-truck.” She said. She said. She turned and practically skipped off humming to herself.

I did it! I did it! I hugged him! Sara thought gleefully. Wow that was so incredible she had never felt so comfortable around a boy in her whole life but as soon as she hugged him as soon as she pushed her breasts against him she felt as if all her anxiety ha just evaporated. Hugging him had made her the happiest Holsterus in the whole store. She hummed as she entered the truck. This was the best day of her life!

“Well you’re a happy one.” A voice said behind Sara startling her. Sara turned around to see a rather busty silver werewolf and a mothman. “Sara is it? I have a proposition for you I’m sure you’re not going to refuse.” The wolf girl said a rather sharp smile on her face.

“W-who are you?” Sara asked quivering. A wolf corners a cow in a dark and secluded place… the implications of it were terrifying to Sara.

“Me? Well I’m not going to do anything. My friend here however has a particularly strange sweet tooth.” The werewolf said stepping aside to show a rather eager looking Mothman. “But I’m sure we can avoid al manner of unpleasantness. You seem like a good girl. Austin is the property my pack. That means if you want him you’ll have to join with me.” She said.

“J-join your pack? You m-must be Melody! Austin told me how you attacked him!” Sara said pointing a finger at Melody. The wolf girl sighed.

“Honestly that boy. Is he so scared of a little monster wolf loven that he’d run to a large breasted bimbo like you.” She asked.

“Hey I’m not-“ Melody waved her and before Sara could finish her retort and Fauna shot forward knocking down Sara and lifting her skirt the buzzing mothman shoved her face into Sara’s crotch and started licking away at her lower lips through her panties.

“W-what!? NOOOO!!!!” Sara shouted squirming but the mothman paid her no mind her tongue working with a little “numnumnumnumnumnum.” Sound as she vibrated with joy.

“Yeah Fauna had a particular fondness for monsters honeypot. She likes it almost a much as male semen. Now come on join my pack well have Austin and all the pleasure your silly little chest can handle.” Melody said sitting next to the squirming Cow girl. She closed her eyes and shook her head in defiance.

“numnumnumnumnumnum.”

“No? Well then ill guess we’ll just have some fun and be on our way. Fauna if you be a dear.” Melody said. Fauna plead away Saras panties and started liking beeper into Sara’s honey pot. nummmmmnummmmmm She bit her lip trying to hold back her monas it was not in a monsters nature to resist such pleasure though and she was failing miserably.

“Oh waiter I think I’ll have some milk if you please fresh from the utter.” Melody said she undid Saras tunic button by button till her breasts were laid bare before the werewolf. “My my look at those nipples so small and cute.” She said. Fauna’s assault did not slow but with the deeper penetration Sara could feel her bug like buzz as if the entire monster girl was one giant vibrator.

“N-no p-please not my tits I-its embarrassing!” Sara said. But Melody had already closed her lips around Melody’s nipples and had started sucking. “Nooooo! M-MooooO! M-M-MoooOOoOooo!” Sara said Cumming all over Faunas face who only seemed over joyed. Melody however seemed angry. *pop*

“Hey come on cow girl wares the milk? You gave Fauna a drink wares mine?” She asked. Sara looked up at Melody large tears forming in her eyes. “H-hey now n-no crying!” Melody said all sense of bravado melting away. Sara gave a sniffle and the dam broke unleashing a torrent of tears.

“I C-c-cant lactate!” She sobbed. “I-I-I’ve tried so h-hard b-but no matter how m-much I try it w-wont c-come oOut.” She said choking on her tears and her words. "I-I-I haven told a-anyone not m-my mom not my boss N-no one! I-Ill b-b-be fired if Mrs. b-boss finds out!" Both Fauna and Melody looked at each other there assault on the cow girl forgotten. “H-hey come on don’t cry.” Melody said her ears were pressed against her head now and she looked utterly defeated.

“B-b-but who w-wants a c-cowgirl w-who can m-m-make milk!” Sara said the water works were in full flow now.

“Were all misfits.” Melody said. Sara’s crying slowed to sniffles and sobs.

“W-what?” She asked trying to dry her eyes.

“Sara look at me I’m a fat werewolf, I’m destined to never be anything more than an omega unless I make my own pack.” Melody said.

“Fauna not make powder, boys not come to me like they do to sisters.” Fauna said.

“If you join us then you’ll just be another misfit among misfits. But we all like Austin, and I’d say judging from his sent on you that you like him two.” Melody said. She offered the still sniffley cow girl a paw. “He doesn’t care if were a little different. Join our pack and will all have him together.” Melody said. Sara nervously took Melody’s paw.

“A-all right, w-well get him together.” Sara said.

“Good. Then one more and we can meet Vivian’s challenge.” Melody said.

(Well hows that for a part? Please leave me a comment if you liked it or even if you didnt i still like to hear feedback. Also i have a question for you all. See ive made harem stroys before and something that came up was that there was no loli in the harem. Now i personaly dont care to much for loli but ive been told it is the best way to round off a sexy harem so please level a comment on weather or not i should add a loli. Even if its just a quik yay or nay. Thanks for reading!)