Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20180502162326/@comment-11882399-20180502181213

As I stroll through the streets, I think about what to do to help. I know little about mamonos, but it's widely accepted in our kingdom that they are - for all their proclivities - a peaceful bunch instead of the bloodthirsty horde the church wants us to believe they are. I mean, I make weapons and I know that side of human nature all too well. I live off it. And a bunch of demihuman hotties whose only interest is making babies the fun way is A-Ok in my list of "people to open my fortress home to", even if it's bad for business.

That said, I could house a few of the larger species provided they don't get claustrophobic at night. I... have a weird adversion, some might say a phobia, about being out in the open at night and the mansion goes on complete lockdown when the sun sets. So that excludes nocturnal species, I guess?

When it's my turn at the registration booth, I duly fill my form and wait patiently for the clerk to... almost stagger in relief. "Sir Mask, you are a heavensend. May I ask if you are amenable to host...ehm, minotaurs?"

I shrug. "The ones with horns? Sure, one or two at least. And the red ones? I mean, they can't possibly survive the winter going around half naked..."

"PERFECTSIGNHEREANDHEREILLBERIGHTBACKTHANKYOUHANKYOU!"

And so he runs off like the wind, only to reappear behind two of the largest and most beautiful creatures I've ever seen. Nonhuman features aside - toned bodies, killer asses, two pair of tits that scream "hey, come take a ride on the Hindenburgs!" and embers in their eyes.

Oh, I like this.

"These are Cait and Yukio, your guests. I hope you will get along well. Good luck!" The clerk adds before vanishing again behind a tent and leaving me alone to make introductions.

Promptly, I get squished by two sets of burly arms and accompanying chests while these two laugh like sailors. Drunken sailors.

"Our hero!" The red one says in a heavily accented voice "We were almost resigning ourselves to winter in a tent!"

"Don't worry" the other adds more than suggestively "whatever warmth and comfort you share with us, we will repay tenfold. It's a promise..."

As soon as they (reluctantly) put me down, we hurry home. Sun's about to set and I'mm getting nervous - but it pays off when I see their faces at the entrance gate, opening to welcome us in.

"Oh man" Cait laughs "We'll have a lot to repay this guy for! Good thing he's so cute...."

"Thanks, I guess?" I reply while we make our way in. As soon as the big door closes, the steel blinds starts to seal every window with a clank. The girls look around - mildly curious but otherwise unfazed. They both must come from a warrior culture, I suspect.

"You must have many enemies, honored guest" Yukio says with a half smile "this level of security is pretty rare even amongst the rich."

I shrug. "Not really. I just don't like having anything to do with things outside when it's night. I really really really don't."

Cait and Yukio look at each other and grin before they literally pick me up and start to shamelessly nibble my ears. "Good." The minotaur whispers "Nighttime is not for mucking about outside. It's for staying inside...."

Yukio's voice is a humid, sultry whiff "Getting drunk..."

"...and fucking. A lot lot lot." Cait giggles. "Where's the bedroom?"

That goddamn clerk. I'll make him a *statue*.