User blog:Gnomehunter/Day 9: Poor Communications

Write a story with a monster girl harem

Ty rolled over in bed as he awoke to a soft rattling sound. He looked up to see his skeleton wife, Sinea, straddling his hips in order to extract his spirit energy. The bony segments surrounding her torso made her chest look even more enticing. Wisps of blue fire flared out from her body, indicating the points where she was held by mana. But some of the fires were flickering. Her blue eyes gazed down at him, the blue fire growing weaker, where it normally burned steady in the skeletal eye socket on the right side of her head. “Sinea? Didn’t I ask you to allow me to wake up first?” He asked, taking her bony hand in his own.

“I’m sorry husband. I was hungry”.

“I can see that. And what about last night? I asked you how you felt then.

“I wasn’t hungry”. ‘Have to do something to get her to be more proactive about her needs’. He thought.

“Let’s take care of that now, ok?” She gripped onto him and he felt the sweet pleasure tingling in his lower half. Her fire grew stronger. He pulled her close and gave her a kiss. On one side lay Diedre, a living armor. He looked up to see Ayla, a soldier beetle, staring down at him as he had been positoned in her lap as they both slept. He reached up, patting her on the head. She smiled faintly. “Are you hungry, too?” She nodded, a spark in her eye. He lifted Sinea up and placed her on the floor next to the bed, as she weighed almost nothing. Then he allowed Ayla to crawl over to where she could kneel in front of him. He obliged her hunger before pulling her away, a slight look of discontent on her face as she was stopped. He gave her a kiss as well. That just left Phoebe, a cyclops, laying beside him. He pulled on some clothes as Sinea and Ayla dressed as well, leaving Phoebe to slumber in the bed. Finally, she opened her single eye and sat up, giving a great yawn.

“Good morning, Ty. Ayla, Sinea”. They nodded.

“Well hi there Phoebe. You sure slept deeply”.

“Did I miss something?”

“Nope. But we’ll be going grocery shopping today, so you can come with us this week”. She smiled and stood up to get dressed. When she was finished, she leaned over and kissed Ty. He nudged Diedre and she looked up at him.

Hello husband”. She reached up and he scooped her into his arms, giving her a smooch, and carrying her into the kitchen as the others followed. A one floor home made it easier for Ayla. They all sat around the table, Diedre and Sinea taking a spot next to him, watching as he, Ayla and Phoebe ate breakfast, Ayla munching on some fruit while he and Phoebe had some eggs, toast and a bit of leftover bacon.

“Alright, we’re going to need groceries today, so Ayla, it’s your turn to stay at home, and Phoebe will be accompanying us. Sinea, did you want to come too?”

“I will stay with Ayla”.

“Alright then. Ayla, do you have your shopping list?” She handed him a list of fruits. “Diedre? Would you?”

“Of course, darling”. She gave him a kiss, then changed her armored body into that of a facial guard that strapped behind his head and secured comfortably over his face, providing an airtight defense against airborne pathogens. Phoebe put on her own face mask as they walked out the door. Strictly speaking, monster girls had no fear of either contracting or carrying human illnesses, but it helped encourage people to adopt safety measures themselves. They walked down the street, crossing the road and walking a few more blocks to the grocery store. There, they picked out all the food they would need for the week, including some cleaning supplies and other items. With this being their only necessary trip for the day, they returned home quickly. Ty took off Diedre, letting her stand behind him. They put away the groceries, then Ty went into the living room, where they all sat down with Ayla and Sinea, who were already there. Phoebe picked up her tools, and began fiddling with them.

“What are you working on today?” Ty asked.

“I am continuing work on a sword. It’s been difficult to work with smaller creations, but it gives me something to do, and I feel like I’m getting better at working on a smaller scale”.

“That’s good”, Ty said, picking up his computer. From there, the conversation came to an end, as he and Phoebe became engrossed in their work. Sinea and Diedre didn’t have much to occupy their time, but neither minded, being content with sitting down next to Ty. This left Ayla to her own devices, picking up a book to read. They say in their places until the sky started to get dark, and Ty realized how long it had been. “Woah, it’s been a while. Is everyone as hungry as I am?”

“I suppose I am”, Phoebe replied. “Ayla?” She nodded.

“Hungry for something else”, Diedre said softly, as she caressed his shoulders.

“Later, alright? We need to get some food first”.

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“Girls? Do you feel happy with our current living arrangements? Between the four of you living here with me?”

“Oh, Ty, what brings you to ask that?” Diedre asked.

“Well it’s just I feel like our days have become pretty much the same thing, even before we had to stay inside. I just want to know if there’s something we could do to make the place more lively, or if you’re all satisfied with how things are?”

“I’m content”, Ayla said, as Phoebe and Sinea nodded”.

“We’ll be happy to listen if you have any ideas, Ty”. Diedre said.

“Well, I’ve been thinking about talking to…someone for help. I think there’s a way I might be able to lift the mood, but I’m not sure how you would all feel about it”.

“And what is that?” Phoebe asked.

“I’m thinking about talking to a bicorn management”.

“Oh my, have you been yearning for another partner to sate your desires?” Diedre said teasingly.

“Not exactly, I don’t want any of you to think you’re not good enough. But maybe they could help me figure things out, whether it involves another girl, or just me making personal changes.

“I think we can make more room for another”, Diedre said, looking around at the others.

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“Bicorn Harem Management Services”, the voice on the phone answered.

“Hi, I’d like to set up an appointment”.

“And what is the purpose of your appointment? We can help a variety of problems, including starting a harem, expansion, infighting and disagreements, or improving harem relationships”.

“Let’s go with that last one?”

“Improving harem relationships? Can I have your name and number, and I can give you some available times? And would you prefer a phone call or a video call?”

“Phone call please”, Ty answered as he gave her the necessary information. After listening to the schedules, he chose a time for the following day.

“And one more question, what species of monster girls does your harem consist of?” Ty gave her the list.

“Thank you”, he said, hanging up.

The next day his phone rang. “Hello I’m from the Bicorn Harem Management Services, is Ty available for the scheduled appointment?”

“This is him, I’m ready”.

“Ok Ty, my name is Ginny and I’m going to be helping you today. Can you describe your current situation? You mentioned you wanted help improving harem relationships”.

“Yes. It’s not so much that there’s an issue among the girls, it’s just that I feel like they’re all kind of quiet. Myself included. I want to make us all a little more active, I feel like we’re kind of too comfortable and maybe there was a way I could make things more lively?”

“Mhm. Well Ty, I noticed that your harem consisted entirely of monster girls that are all characterized by having trouble expressing their emotions. Would you describe to me how you came to meet them all?”

“Sure. It started with the cyclops Phoebe. She was a friend of mine when we were younger, we went to the same school and spent a lot of time together, when we got older, it turned into a relationship, and we’ve been sharing an apartment. Then there was Diedre. Uh, we sort of found her, my brother found her in another city, but he was married to a Lamia, and she didn’t want him to have another girl. So they brought her to me. She’s a living armor. I ran into Ayla the soldier beetle a few years ago in the park. She just kind of latched onto me. And the Sinea, she’s a skeleton, just kind of jumped out at me when I was passing a graveyard one night.

“It seems you have quite the blase attitude towards encountering these girls. Have you been satisfied with your relationships?”

“Of course, they’re all wonderful. But I just wonder if there’s anything I can do right now, to change the way we’re living. It’s always so quiet, and I’m not even sure if that’s an issue. But maybe it is?

“I understand. We’ve been experiencing an increase in people seeking our services during quarantine. I can’t give you much advice as to how to change yourself, but I can help you with finding more girls. Do you have any preferences?”

“Not particularly”.

“Well, after looking over your case, it seems you might like a more cheerful or forward girl to encourage yourself and your harem. May I recommend a satyros?”

“Hm, I believe I’ve heard of that kind, can you tell me a little about them? And are there any open to a harem?”

“We do have some on the wait list, I can give you some information about their kind, as well as look into our existing cases to see if there’s one who’d be interested”.

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After discussing with his wives, or rather, talking to them and receiving a few blank nods, Ty was prepared for another girl to enter his life. The satyros was a more human sized girl, so there wasn’t much of an issue with space, and she had the same diet as he and Phoebe. On Thursday, there was a knock on the door. Ty opened it to see a woman standing outside. She had goat horns curling out from her head, and furry legs that ended in hooves. There seemed to be some grape earrings on her ears, and she wore a deep purple cape.

“Is this the home of Ty?” She asked in a musical tone.

“I’m Ty”. He answered. “Would you like to come in?” She stepped inside and jumped into his arms.

“HELLO there darling, I was so pleased to hear someone was looking for my service!” She kissed him deeply, and he lost his balance at the sensation, a sweet intoxicating air falling over him. She broke away, now holding him upright. “Oh, I’m Courtney. Now could I meet my sweet little sisters?”

“They’re, they’re in the other room”. She pranced into the living room, taking him by the hand. “Hello there, my lovelies. I’m Courtney and I can’t wait to get to know everyone. Her gaze fell on the soldier beetle. “And who might you be?”

“I’m Ayla. It is a pleasure to meet my husband’s newest wife”.

“I’ve got something that I think you’ll like very much”, Courtney said, kissing her on the cheek. Ayla’s eyes lit up at the sweet scent that hung around Courtney. She watched the satyros move onto the next girl.

“And who are you?”

“I’m Diedre. This is Phoebe”. She patted Courtney’s arm, giving her a smile, as Courtney nodded and stepped over so she could hug Phoebe.

“Phoebe, you look so stoic, but I bet inside you is a girl who just wants to be more honest with herself”.

“Perhaps”, Phoebe answered softly, taken aback.

“And who is this cutie?” Courtney asked, stepping over to the skeleton who had been quietly watching the introductions.

“Sinea”.

“You are just the most precious girl I’ve ever met”, she said, scooping her up in a hug and almost falling back when she over-applied her strength, finding Sinea weighed barely more than a child. Sinea seemed unperturbed by the newest addition.

“Ty, you’ve got a very nice group of girls to keep you company, but it seems like you’re all  a bit shy. Why don’t we brighten up the mood? Would you all like to try this drink?” Setting Sinea down, she opened the pack on her back and pulled out a bottle and some glasses. They all gathered around to see what she had. “This is one of my special brews, I think you’ll find it delicious”. She filled the glasses, and set them down one by one. Ayla snatched one up, despite her more methodical behavior, and gulped it down.

“Mmmmmm...It’s so sweet”, she said. Phoebe and Ty tried some, and as he took a sip, the same intoxicating air that had surrounded Courtney tickled his taste buds. He couldn’t tell what kinds of things were in the juice, but they made for an incredible combination. Phoebe seemed to enjoy hers as well.

“Sinea, Diedre? Would you like some?”

“Hmm, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to try”, Diedre answered, taking a little sip. Courtney handed a glass to Sinea, who decided to try some as well.

“Now, how about a little music?” Courtney took the flute on her belt, and began to play, a jaunty tune that made Ty’s heart flutter with excitement. There was a light buzzing, and he broke into a dopey smile. The girls were becoming similarly affected, Ayla helping herself to more juice, Phoebe’s face turning a little red. He looked at Sinea, whose breathing had started to increase.

“Are you alright?”

“I feel very strange”, she said, hugging his neck. He picked her up and sat her beside him as he put his arm around Diedre. Only she had retained her sense of composure, but now it vanished before his eyes, and she looked at him longingly.

“Courtney is very good at making things”, she breathed, leaning into Ty’s side. As the song came to an end, Courtney put her flute down.

“Thats what I like to see, everyone merry and celebrating. And now, I think it’s time to get to the main course”. She walked over to Ty. “There will be plenty of time for us all to get to know each other, would you allow me to have the first taste?”

“Of course”, Diedre responded, helping to pull down Ty’s pants as Courtney settled down. Ty groaned as Courtney sat down, his pleasure aided by her drink and music. He kissed her deeply, groping at her chest. Courtney gave him a hug.

“Allow me to handle things, my dears”.

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When Courtney was finished with Ty, they got up and prepare a modest meal, finding a suitable blend of meat and fruit. Courtney continued to produce drinks, and when they went to the bedroom, she guided Ty and the others through the night, ensuring that everyone was satisfied. In the morning, Ty woke up, looking around bleary eyed at his surroundings. Ayla was resting behind him, Phoebe and Diedre wedged in on either side, Courtney in his arms, and Sinea laying on top of them all, her flames burning brightly as she watched them. He smiled, reaching out to pat her head. Phoebe was the first to wake up this time. She stared at Ty. He shifted a bit so they could kiss.

“Is this what you imagined things would be like when we first moved in together?”

“Certainly not. But now, I wouldn’t have it any other way. And I think Courtney is going to make things a lot more interesting”.