Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-36835899-20191017175313

It started out as a good deed being punished.

You were at the mall and you saw a man in an expensive suit drop a small box, the kind that might hold a ring or a pendant. Picking it up, you chased after the man to return it. Unfortunately, his hidden security people thought you were a threat and beat you unconscious.

When you later awaken, you find yourself in the man’s home. He is clearly feeling extremely guilty over what happened, and the custom of his homeland makes it imperative that he make amends for what happened to you. He practically begs you to stay a while and promises you the run of the house and all the pleasures it offers.

Seeing your confusion, he takes you on a tour. Your host is clearly a lot wealthier than you thought, as the house is huge. After showing you the music room, the movie theater, gym, and library, he leads you to a balcony in the back.

And that’s when you discover what he meant by “all the pleasures.”

The balcony looks out over an expansive back yard, which is filled with a menagerie of mamono.

Your eyes roam over the yard. Nudity seems to be the order of the day, as most of them are. You see at least three Kikimora in heels and full-body tans strutting about with trays of drinks and snacks serving the others. Several Maid Geckos wearing only aprons work under an awning preparing food. A Kobold and a Leopold Gecko run back and forth playing frisbee with a Holstaur and a Holstamia. A Steg lays facedown on a lounge chair, hips squirming as an Allo rubs suntan lotion over her bottom and down her thighs. A Succubus, a Demon, and a Lilim also lay out working on their tans, naked, oiled skin glistening in the sun.

Off to one side you see a pair of sandboxes. In one of them four exceptionally busty Orcs are playing badminton, their chests bouncing more than the birdie. In the other, you see a pair of Hellhounds and a pair of Jinko playing two-on-two volleyball. An Ogre spots a Hobgoblin lifting weights. A pair of Komodos wrestle on the grass. A Kunoichi spars with a set of Living Armor. A Valkyrie and a dark Valkyrie sparring with practice swords are the most dressed you can see, and they’re only wearing their boots, gauntlets, and helmets.

And those are just the ones you focused your attention on.

Suddenly, something clicks in your head. Looking back to your host, you point out that several of the mamono here become fixated on their husbands, to the point of being violent when merely touched by another man.

Your host smiles at you like a teacher looking at a prized pupil who got the fact right but missed the context. “I am Master to all these women, but husband to none. Rest assured, you may enjoy any or all of them however you wish.”

Before you can even think of a response he loudly claps his hands, calling for the ladies’ attention. They assemble into a group, smaller mamono in front with the larger in the back. This becomes even more unnerving as the back row consists of a Dragon, a Tyranno, a Titanalamia, and three female shaped robots, the leader of which (you guess, since she’s a little taller than the other two) sporting a chest large enough to qualify as a weapon of mass distraction, if not mass destruction.

“Ladies, this young man has done me a great service, and is my honored guest.” He places his hand on your shoulder. “His will is as my will, and his word is as my word. I expect all of you to show him the same respect, the same obedience, and the same enthusiasm you would show me.”

You blink in disbelief as the enormity of his words hit you like a hammer. The crowd of mamono gives you a collective look that almost feels physical, and you swear you can hear the hormones stirring in the crowd.

Your host claps your shoulder lightly, smiling. “Remember, my boy, any or all of them, in whatever way you desire. Enjoy yourself.” And with that, he turns and walks away.

WWYD? 