Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35898511-20180926033722/@comment-33398500-20181017143104

Well, this is certainly unfortunate.

Watching the president’s broadcast, I couldn’t exactly say I was surprised. After all, anyone who knew anything about mamono taking power in an area knows there will always be some kind of government-encouraged matchmaking undertaken. I was just surprised it was that up-front.

I didn’t like the idea of it as soon as I heard it, but not exactly being the revolutionary type, I would leave attempting to push through change in the ideas that the current president brought to the table. I had also been surprised when she was first elected: after all, her platform was pretty much to ‘bring joy to the country’, which made her intentions obvious from the start.

Goes to show how strong the mamono vote was, not to mention their husbands and the guys who wanted to become their husbands. Luckily enough, though, as I lived in a mostly-human neighbourhood, it would take the more aggressive mamono a little longer after the law was passed to come husband-hunting.

Just enough time to get ready.

This was a rather quiet town, as far as things went. There never really came to be the hustle and bustle of the city that most people commuted to work at nearby. However, that also meant that lonely mamono from the city were going to sweep the area for prospective husbands. Looking over a copy of the law I found online, I frowned as I realized the law lacked a provision for more than one suitor coming knocking, meaning if another mamono interrupted in the middle, then I’d still be required to accept them as well, since I still wouldn’t be married yet. “If one shows up, give up and accept, or risk it being more than one…” I summarized to myself.

“Dad? What are we going to do?” my son asked, looking quite terrified. “Well, you got a girl in mind?” I asked, amused, before shaking my head.

“Dad…” he started anxiously.

“Just joking, Zane.” I commented, before looking outside. “Though I doubt they are.” I then informed him, pointing out the window as flying mamono were headed into the neighbourhood, a passing neighbour being swooped upon by a harpy.

Then again, exactly the situation I predicted happened, as a wyvern flew into the couple, clearly demanding the man she had grabbed.

The two of them, however, were now both going at it with the guy in front of my house. Hopefully that might discourage the rest of them from going after this house, thinking he was the homeowner.

However, behind me, a loud knocking could be heard at the back door of the house “Hello?! I know you’re in there, dear! Let me in!” a voice called out. That was Caroline, a lamia who lived down the block, and who had been making constant moves on me ever since Lily died. As soon as I’d heard the new law, I knew she’d come around eventually. “Go away, Caroline!” I retorted angrily. Honestly, I may have liked her, but the fact that she’d wanted to ‘console’ me shortly after it happened never sat well with me, and put me off the idea of accepting her.

“Nope! You have to accept me now, that’s the law!” she shouted into the house, battering at the back door.

“Damn it.” I muttered to myself, gesturing toward the side door into the garage. “Come on, Zane, let’s gp. We won’t have a prayer in here.”

“Wh-what should we do?” he then asked me, as if hoping for some kind of solution out of thin air.

“We’ll go. Go find someplace quiet to ride this out.” I started, getting into my car and opening the garage door, I took off down the block, now drawing the attention of other mamono who had been going down the street, I continued. “We’ve got to get out of the neighbourhood!”

However, just as we got into town, I barely managed to stop before I ran into a traffic jam in the middle of the road where other people had been dragged into the intersection and forced upon by their new wives. “Uhoh.” I started, before getting out of the car. “We’ve gotta go!” I started, going down the street, with no real idea of where to go to at least relax while he calmed down.

“Victor?” a voice then asked quietly, prompting me to look at someone crouching behind a corner as if looking to ambush a passer-by.

“Wait… I know you.” I started, stepping over to the source of the voice, the young, familiar-looking Were-rabbit with bright purple hair.

“Zaney?” she then asked with a smile across her face upon recognizing him.

“Karen?” Zane responded to her, recognizing who she was. “What are you doing there?”

Looking bright red, the wererabbit pushed her fingers together “Well, I was waiting to try my luck finding a husband.”

“Don’t you remember, dad? Karen was an assistant back when I was in day care.” Zane informed me.

Oh, yeah. The wererabbit had helped take care of Zane while Lily and I were working before he was in school. Strange, though. She didn’t look any older than Zane himself, yet she would have been at least in her late 20s if she was working there when Zane was a child.

“You don’t look old enough to have worked there that long ago.” I commented, causing her to act more flustered.

“I-I was helping my mom by working there. I was only 15 at the time.” She told me, which would mean she was about the same age as that infernal lamia. “Umm… maybe we should talk somewhere more private though, you may get ambushed here.” She then suggested, the three of us quietly making our way to a small house more than a block from there. The inside of that house looked to me like a frilly pink nightmare: all the walls were differing shades of pink, with cutesy images lining the walls and even little cute figurines in cabinets on the walls.

“Welcome to my home~” she told us happily, inviting us to sit down. I had been thinking she’d bring us here in an attempt to trap us, but then, I doubt she’d try to get both of us to herself, and there was no way I was letting anything happen to Zane.

“It’s… ummm…” I hesitated. “Certainly interesting.” I stated, finally deciding on a word.

“Yeah, it’s so cheerful! I love my decorations!” she bubbled. “I’ve gotta admit…” she started “…I always wanted to raise my family here.” Before looking at me with a strange expression, one I’d never seen before “But I’d never really found anyone. I’m lucky I’ve had the kids at the day care to look after~ But, maybe my luck’s turned around now.” Stepping toward me, she offered a hand “Would you like to come to my bedroom?” Sighing aloud, I shook my head “Karen. Going to tell you the truth, your offer is flattering, but I’m not planning to do anything with Zane here.” For a moment, Karen looked stressed about this, before she realized something “Oh, right!” she declared cheerfully. “I wouldn’t your son go lonely, either!”

A short while later, while we had been discussing her job and I was trying not to stare at her chest even as she squeezed her breasts together, a knock at the door caused her to get up “She got here!” opening the door before a younger wererabbit bounded into the room “Sis! You were right, you got two!” she giggled, the two turning and looking at us.

“You brought your sister?” I questioned, surprised, and yet not at the situation.

“Yep! I have a really big family, so I have a bunch of single sisters! My little sis is about your age now, and you two are at the age where the new law applies, so feel free to have fun!” Karen declared encouragingly. “I, uh… um… d-dad?” Zane started, stepping back from the blushing wererabbit, who was now advancing on him.

“Well, quite a bit better than being laid out by a hellhound, I think.” I told him “You should at least consider the offer, since there isn’t really much to be done.” I then turned to Karen “This whole law is something I don’t really care for, but if you’re offering, then perhaps I can help you do what you’ve wanted here.” I started, now moving toward Karen, who looked up at me, bright red and beaming.

She didn’t even say anything else right now, merely grabbing me by the wrist and leading me into her bedroom, as the sound of the front door opening and closing could be heard as Zane and her sister left the house. “I’m glad things worked out like this~” she cooed happily, looking up at me, her eyes almost seeming aglow.

“You know, I think your joy is infectious. I’m feeling happier by the second.” I admitted, her enthusiasm rather heartwarming.

“Good.” She stated simply before grabbing my shirt and pulling on it, bringing my head down enough to plant a kiss onto my lips. When our lips met, it was a warm and wonderful feeling I’d forgotten I could even have. After the almost dizzying sensation of that kiss that lasted at least a minute, I looked down at her, asking quietly “So, you have a big family, then?”

“Mmhmm.” She responded, before kissing me again, pulling back and giggling “Just like the one I want with my husband~” she then informed me, locking me back into a kiss again, as I now felt her tongue enter my mouth, her passion starting to pick up and guiding my hand to her chest, gently squeezing the fleshy orb now in my hand, soliciting a cute groan from her as we continued.

Separating our kiss a moment, she now backed toward the bed, hurriedly flinging her clothes off to expose herself, jumping onto the bed. “Come on, huuuubby, let’s go!” she encouraged hastily, seeming to bounce on the bed frantically. Her tone made it sound like she’d really wanted to actually use the word ‘hubby’ at some point and was finally getting to. Seeing just how much her body wanted to get started, I obliged, stripping down and getting into bed with her, I looked down at her, our bodies merely an inch from each other before she almost shoved me to the side, rolling us over and now on top of me. “Taking too long!” she chided, pressing herself to me now and locking her lips onto mine, able to feel her guiding herself into position to get started.

I don’t even know how long we were entwined like that, positions changing seemingly every few minutes, but our sex seeming to continue on forever, as literally every time I thought we were done, the lewd expression on her face and the return of tension into her limbs after the momentary relaxation after climax made it clear she wasn’t done yet, even as I wanted to just give up and pass out, my own body’s longing finally being let out as I hadn’t been involved with anyone since Lily.

Upon returning to consciousness, a smiling girl greeting me as I woke up “Morning, hubby.” She cooed, smiling across at me. It was clear she was as tired as I was, but she had no intention of letting it get to her once she had finally landed a husband.

“Morning, bunny.” I responded with a smile, which I could feel widen as she turned bright red at me calling her ‘bunny’, the two of us snuggling now after waking up.

However, snuggling her turned out to be a mistake if I wanted to do anything, as after less than a minute of snuggling, she then pulled me into a kiss again, bringing my hand to her chest and we got started all over again.

This pattern repeated for at least another day, barely even short gaps in our sessions before she would pull me back in to indulge herself again. I don’t know how my body even attempted to keep up with this, but somehow, I survived what was apparently our initial courtship. Managing to get out of her room for the first time in a while, I looked surprised as Karen was not only fully clothed, but didn’t look as if she were about to floor me again.

“Morning, darling.” Karen stated with a smile. “I’m sorry, but I’ve gotta go to back to work at the day care.” She actually sounded somewhat wistful at having to go back to work. “Don’t worry honey, I’ll be back.” This brings a question to my mind “Should I go back to work myself?” After all, if I was technically the husband to Karen now, then I should be able to, but other mamono may not know it yet.

“Nope. Not yet. We need to get you a ring from me to make sure they know.” She told me, her emphasis telling me she knew where my mind went. It didn’t seem appropriate to use the same ring as when I married Lily anyway at this point. “Just don’t let anyone else in unless they’re from my family… actually especially not if they’re from my family. I don’t think you want TWO wererabbits claiming you as our husband.” She corrected herself after she thought about it a moment: apparently she had enough sisters that man-stealing might be a problem.

That was quite a concept. Considering the fact I was half-crippled by a weekend with one wererabbit, two such mamono might just kill me.

Now, after a week of her going to work in the morning, coming home in the afternoon and the two of us disappearing into her room until the next morning, she proudly held up a pregnancy test which was positive. “Our first daughter~” she declared proudly, before whispering “Though definitely not the last~”

However, over the weekend, I finally found out what happened to Zane after being isolated for the week. It turns out, he had gone home with Karen’s younger sister Kylie, the two of them running into a minotaur, who had apparently placed claim on Zane, but apparently allowed Kylie to share him with her. Rather than returning to Karen’s family’s house, they went back to the Minotaur’s soundproofed apartment and had their fun.

Upon hearing this, I finally remembered I had my phone still, and called Zane’s phone.

“Dad? Hey. I’m a bit… busy… can you… call back?” he stated upon picking up the phone, able to hear someone else calling out from the background.

“Hey, get off the phone! You don’t keep horny mamono waiting!” the voice in the background spoke.

“O-okay then.” I responded, before hanging up.

It took quite a bit of co-ordination between myself, Karen’s family and Zane to co-ordinate what we were going to do after. I managed to convince her to move out of this house, considering it was too small to actually raise a family in, and come back with me to my house that I’d left when the law was announced, though apparently Zane’s minotaur wife Jasmine was rather well setup with her apartment to handle having children there, so he had no need to move anywhere.

However, upon moving in, Karen immediately started redecorating the house in a surprising fervour, making many of the rooms pink surprisingly quickly considering the time she had, and bringing her figurines and decorations to put wherever she wanted.

After about a month of my working again, I came home and noticed something was, well, off. I could hear conversation coming from the bedroom, though two different female voices were talking. As I opened the door to my bedroom, Karen was there in her lingerie, whilst the familiar snake figure of Caroline had been facing her, turning to face me with a nightie over her human form. “Welcome back, Victor~” she cooed.

“Really? What are you doing here…?” I asked impatiently.

“Don’t be so mean, hubby!” the cute voice of Karen then chided me, her belly partially protruding in an obvious indicator of her pregnancy. (It seemed wererabbits had faster pregnancies than humans)

“Why, I’m just here to encourage your wife to be affectionate with you… and making clear how lucky she is~” Caroline then stated warmly.

“Why didn’t you tell me there was another mamono who wanted you so desperately, honey?” she asked me, Karen actually sounding confused why I didn’t pair up with her.

“Because said mamono tried to lure me into bed the day after my wife’s funeral.” I replied, face deadpan as Caroline looked shocked, as if I shouldn’t remember something so minor.

“But she’s no longer with you, and I wanted to console you!” she protested. “I’d wanted to be with you even while she was alive. So bad…” she then continued. “…I could barely contain my longing for you. Every day it built up more… but I told myself you were married.” Now looking quite down. “So I kept myself out of it. When that happened, though, I couldn’t contain myself any more, and thought you might just want to forget your grief for a little while…”

“Oh, my.” Karen started, looking sad at her story. “I know that feeling… wanting so desperately to be with someone, but never able to do so.”

“But you still rejected me. You were grieving more than I thought. So I kept out for a while, then came back when I thought I’d have a shot, but the damage was done. I wanted you. I need to be with you, but you… you keep rejecting me time and time again. But I still… can’t… with anyone else.” Caroline confessed, telling me how SHE felt about the whole thing. I’d never thought about it from her perspective before, but then, I still couldn’t shake how I felt about her.

“You rejected her… so much?” Karen asked, as I felt myself going over to her and sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to make her feel better. “You don’t need to make ME feel better.” She gestured to the crying lamia.

“…so then, when the law changed to where you weren’t allowed to be lonely, I finally thought I’d get what I wanted… but then you came home with HER.” Gesturing to Karen, she tearfully nodded “I understand why you didn’t like my advances then, but… is it too much to ask that you not dwell on it, and try to see what was in my heart for you?” she then asked me, looking as if in despair at this point.

At this point, I was standing between the two, visibly shaking. I didn’t know if she was being genuine, or if she was trying to guilt me into accepting her, but it was clearly working on Karen, who I could hear crying behind me. “I… don’t know what to say, Caroline.” I finally responded, as I couldn’t actually bring myself to believe that such a heartfelt declaration was fake, especially from the fact that she’d ALWAYS made moves on me consistently, despite being many single men in the neighbourhood. “I… suppose w-we could give you a chance…” I started uncertainly.

“There’s no suppose!” Karen practically shouted from behind me. “You bring that lovely lamia into our bed right now!” pushing me into her arms, where I looked up at her.

“N-no. I’m not looking for charity…” Caroline stated sadly.

“That’s not it.” I retorted. “You wanted to show me what’s actually in your heart? Then show me. If you’re serious about having actually wanted to be a part of my life instead of using me as some kind of toy, then you can prove it.” Gesturing to the bed, I then stated “But first, we need to relax, and get out of this depressing mood. You’re making Karen sad with your story, and I want us all to be happy…”

Seeming to light up a little, Caroline slithered across to the bed, coming to the other side of the bed from Karen and patting the spot between them. “Come to me, Victor~ Let me show you how I feel~” Karen patting the same spot supportively.

“Shouldn’t Caroline go in the middle? We should be making her feel good to make up for before, right?” I asked, even as I got into the middle of the bed.

“N-no, but thank you for considering me~” Caroline responded, before pushing me back into the bed, cuddling me affectionately, Karen now cuddling me from the other side.

“I… I can’t…” Caroline started. Tilting my head in confusion, I heard her finish “I can’t stop myself!” before kissing me passionately, her arms wrapping around my neck as she started to release all the longing she’d had to keep back all this time, able to feel Karen starting to strip me before Caroline shredded my clothes, the lamia positioning herself while looking at me triumphantly “Accept my love!” she demanded as we got started, Karen helping to pleasure Caroline the whole time while keeping her enlarged breasts pressed against my head, using my free hand to pleasure herself.

Once again, with Caroline finally able to hold back long-pent-up lust, I wound up being taken until I couldn’t move properly for days afterward, another week before my second mamono wife showing her positive pregnancy test. After this, however, Caroline showed me just how genuine her love was, and the three of us started to live together in my house, where she decided to make up for lost time, impossibly affectionate toward me over the next few months.

Even though the law that had been enacted had been struck down by the courts less than half a year after it was enacted, its effects were impossible to truly reverse, and when I looked at Karen and Caroline, with our first two daughters on the way, I knew I would never want it to reverse.