User blog:Ore-samma/My Chimaera (ordinary day)

Hello fans, Ore-Samma here!

From another forum post = https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068262/r/4400000000000452392

Another fan request; this one was nearly impossible to write. It was so difficult! I'd say 7/10 difficulty!

Needless to say, I am not 100% satisfied with it, as it is hard enough to write a harem. It's insane to write a harem bottled up in *one* mamono, with 4 distinct personalities.

Geez! What have I gotten myself into?

All the same, loved the challenge. Was glad I could finish it!

Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

NOTE = I use "normal" "bold" "italics" and " underline " to try to differentiate the four personalities

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I exhaled and stared at the small target at the end of the yard.

Concentrate….focus…. I breathed in time with my heartbeat. I drew back the arrow and…

“Good!” I grunted and noticed it hit the target dead on.

I retrieved the arrow and hurried back. The slab of pork would be done soon, as Kesi, no matter which personality she had, would be upset if breakfast was late.

The smell of slabbed bacon greeted my nose, and I felt my own stomach rumble to the savory aroma that could almost be a meal of itself.

I slid the pre-cut potatoes in with the slab and tipped the pan to pour a little fluid into the pre-cut onions to let them marinate in the fresh sizzling grease.

“Hmmm, ah yes! Raw tubers to add a texture, and mashed carrot on toast.”

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As that part of breakfast was done I started to peel the prison fruit, using the peels for another puree for Kesi’s tea, and yet another puree for the fleshy part of the fruit for tonight’s desert with ice cream.

I glanced at the bag of gold on the table and her gladiator equipment that needed cleaning. It was going to be a full day… Thankfully, we both had the day off.

In no time I heard Kesi get up and she made her way downstairs.

“Hmmm, her footsteps are a bit louder than usual…. Yep, knew it. It’s ta’s turn to get up early.”

“Good morning Kesi-ta!” I said as soon as she came into view.

“Mmmmm” Kesi-ta mumbled, still half asleep and yawned, her fangs showing.

“Did you sleep well?” I said, smacking her hand away from the slabbed bacon. “You know better-”

“-what? How dare you!” She said in an outburst. “Breakfast is at eight!”

I shook my finger and held the spatula at the ready. “Yes, and it’s eight thirty, however- you and I both know that ‘ta’ made the royal decree that breakfast is at nine so she could sleep in more. And don’t play off that ‘la’ is behind the wheel! ‘la’ doesnt thump her way down the stairs, only you do.”

“But- but- I’m hungry now!” Kesi-ta whined. “I am going to make another official decree; I can have a snack before breakfast!”

I tsked my tongue and opened the fridge and handed her a bottle of Holstaur milk. “There you go, that’ll do till it’s time for breakfast.”

Kesi-ta’s expression slumped into a ‘poor me’ expression and, giving the spatula a weary glance, decided to sit down and sip the milk.

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''' “Aaaahahahah! You know you can never fool husband, ta! Why do you always try to have your way?” '''

“Shut up! Why couldn’t you be the one to wake up early so I can sleep later! I’m royalty! Know your place.”

'''“Yeah, that’s rich, like where am I gonna go? My place is here! You can’t boss me around, and it's funny when you do!”'''

“Oh yeah?”

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“Girls!” I cried out, smacking the spatula down with hard force before Kesi-ta. “Royal decree or not, you can make nice, or cook your own lunch and dinner!”

Kesi-ta’s face slumped into a slight panic and she held out her arms. “No! We’re good! We’re good! Right? '' Right!  ' Okay! ''' Yes! Right!”

I sighed, “I’m not kidding. This is the first day we had off together in a week! We even have tomorrow off! So, no more fighting! You four can spend all day arguing amongst yourselves.”

Kesi-ta sunk down in a morose expression until I brought the plate before her. “Don’t give me that ‘poor me’ look. It’s cute as can be, but today; we’re gonna have a wonderful day…. Starting with breakfast!”

Kesi-ta let out a euphoric squeal as she sliced a portion of her bacon slab and munched on the succulent pork that was fed holstaur cheese, milk, and prison fruit a full two-months before it was harvested for meat.

I ate my own, much smaller portion watching Kesi take turns between her four personalities. Though she had a 'base name' which was "Kesi" she also had four 'sub-names' "-ta" "-la" "-fa" and "-ba"

“Husband, this is so delicious- but if you could have remembered to put just a little bit less salt….it would have been even better!” -ba, the dragon; haughty as always, nothing quite good enough for her, or regal enough.

“What are you talking about? This is cooked with just the right amount of tenderness! I decree this breakfast to be the best in a long time! I only wish I could have hunted it down! Some raw pork blood to go with it! Ah! That would have been something!” -ta, the lion; the regal huntress who was always making royal decrees.

''' “You all are crazy, you know what would have gone with this? Eggsssss! I love eggs!” ''' -la, the snake; cheeky and sneaky as she could be.

''“Brian, you spoil me and all of us. I am eager to shower you with all sorts of gratitude later this afternoon.”'' And -fa, the goat; always trying to spoil me, the only husband who was even capable of putting up with four wives in one body.

I leaned forward and kissed -fa, lingering on her lips with my tongue, letting her nibble on my lips.

''' “No fair! Each of ussss sssshould get a turn!” ''' -la whined.

After breakfast we headed out to drop off Kesi’s equipment with the blacksmith guild. A collection of mamono dwarves.

“Now you four wait here.” I said sternly. “I’ll drop this off and-”

“-I wanna come in!” -ba cried out. “Those dwarves always miss spots on the polish, and never sharpen the blades how I like them.”

I kept my hand on -ba’s face as she tried to barge in with me. “You remember what the guild said. You’re banned from the smithy shop cause you four always start fighting; arguing as to what is most important. I’ll be right back.”

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“Let’s see….” I murmured as we walked into the market. That’s the armor, blades and scythe taken care of! Ah! New clothes is next on the list.” Thankfully Neela the Arachne tailor absolutely adored Kesi and her four personalities. She thought of Kesi as some sort of deity and took it as a personal challenge each time she ordered new things.

“Ah! My dearest Kesi!” Neela exclaimed seeing her enter. “The last outfit you commissioned is done! And I see that the rags you are wearing now need repair, and…. A new outfit commission today, yes?”

 “Rags?”  Kesi-la said looking at her garments. ''' “You made this, and it's not even a sssseason old! How can it be rags?” '''

“Dah-ling, I never look back. Even my masterworks of today is tomorrow’s tablecloths! Fashion never stops- never stagnant-”

“-but style is forever.” I said, interrupting my usual line that always got Neela flustered.

“Hmpf!” Neela said bringing a long strand of her silk before her teeth and cutting it with a singular chomp! “I never make clothes for males anyway. Men are easier to lie to, believing they look good wearing the same clothes over and over and-”

“I dunno, your husband is always well-dressed.”

“Bah!” Neela scoffed, her face now turning tomato red and unable to make a comeback. “Allow me to speak to the goddess that is your wife! First off- here it is, my latest creation!” She said with a flourish, revealing Kesi’s latest garments.

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“Alraune flower petals, processed; turned into spin-able material. Soft and slippery and smooth enough for your serpentine form! Lion’s mane trim on the collar and long lapel, for the regal-ness of my lady. Vibrant purple to accent the overall black color, worthy to be the scales of any regal dragon. And, strong and sturdy as the mountain; worthy of any goat-emperor!”

Kesi fingered the fabric, ran her hands over the lion mane trim, sniffed the overall ensemble….

“Well, I suppose it’s as good as it could be.” Kesi-ba reluctantly admitted

…and even met the approval of a hard-to-please dragon.

“Good Dah-ling-K!” Neela said, now tugging at Kesi-ba’s current outfit. “Now I must repair that hobo’s outfit you’ve got on! Quick! Quick! Remove this peasant’s coat before anymore of the commoners see you! Don’t just stand there, Brian! Why on earth you let your goddess walk about in this, I have no idea!”

Together, with a little protesting from Kesi-ba we removed her outfit and she was pushed into the changing room with the new one.

“That was so hot.” Kesi-fa whispered in my ear and bit into it the moment the curtain was closed. “Having my clothes ripped off from two different people…..I can’t wait anymore.” She leaned back and used her legs to keep her back pinned to the wall and ‘walked’ up the wall a little, presenting her slit at face level.

Already knowing that it would be pointless to argue, I immediately began to use my tongue. Pressing hard, nibbling on her button, entering in her flesh with my tongue and using my fingers to full effect.

Kesi’s eyes began to pulse, signaling that her personas were rapidly playing musical chairs, until her eyes stayed lit and just constantly shifted colors; a sign that her four minds were in full sync and she was experiencing the sensation four times over.

Her teeth gritted and I heard a low, lion growl, she wrapped her legs around me one at a time then her wings, trying to constrict me like a snake might. Her body shook and shuddered and she immediately pinned me to the wall, taking my flesh in her mouth, her eyes still shifting colors.

“The only thing I can agree on.” Kesi whispered, almost hissing around my flesh. “Is how much I love you.”

As my climax drew near she proceeded to almost crush me, her eyes pulsed and flashed with my own spurts, each of her persona’s taking turns to have an exclusive load to themselves. -la was the last one, and she brought her hand forth, squeezing the flesh below my penis, seeming to want to burst me in her hand, determined to squeeze every last drop from me.

“Aaah.” She exclaimed, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, and licking that too.

She finished getting dressed and we exited together drawing a knowing look from Neela.

“Beautiful as always, Dah-ling!” She exclaimed pulling a mirror on a thread so she could see for herself.

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The rest of the day passed by in high spirits. Kesi-ta and I hunted down a deer, Kesi-la squeezed it till its head popped off, Kesi-fa and Kesi-ba made a few bets on the minotaur/husband bull fights, and ended the day lounging on the couch feeding each other prison fruit ice cream.

“You know what-” Kesi-ta said in between spoonful's of the succulent flavored ice cream. “I think I’m gonna make one more decree for tonight!”

“Oh and what would that be?”

“This day was so special, so wonderful. I think I want to be done with fighting in the gladiator pits. I want more days like this.”

''“You know what? That sounds wonderful!”''

“Count me in!”

''' “Finally! Ssssomething we all can agree on, besides sssex with husband!” '''

I broke out laughing, and shifted my body to have Kesi-ta be the little spoon on the couch, stroking her hair, and listening to her purr. “And maybe raise a family.” I said with a sweet kiss on her nose.