Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20181103194639/@comment-28718853-20181209233559

"What the hell..." I mutter as I observe these womanly monsters from my position on the hill next to the village. Many tales of the village's past inhabitants defeating these bloodthirsty monsters were told many times throughout my life growing up, but these new monsters have me really confused. Is the new Demon Lord a pervert or something? They didn't look terrifying from past tales, but they did appear rather sexy as much as I hate to admit it.

I turn back to my fellow guards and shout, "Monsters approaching!"

The alarm bell rings out and I can see our hardened veterans and rookie soldiers already getting into position around the village. I set my flail beside me and peer back through my binoculars at the incoming horde. So many monsters of different shapes and sizes.

Some of the village defenders are beginning to question the monsters as well.

"Those are the monsters?" asks one of the men.

"Why do they all look like beautiful women?" inquires another.

"Focus men! Do not be fooled by their charming looks!  They are monsters through and through who seek only to slaughter and devour us!" screams the commander, who proudly taps his longsword against his large red and yellow shield. The commander's valiant words bring the troops back to their senses and they prepare themselves for the fight. Our ancestors have fought them off before, and we shall follow in their footsteps.

I clutch my flail and hold it above my head. The monsters come closer and closer and then...stop.

They don't take another step toward the village and I wonder if they have reconsidered their objective. Granted, our village is small and far from civilization, but our defense force is nothing to take lightly. Either these monsters have decided that this skirmish just isn't worth their time or losses or they've taken pity on us and are about to move elsewhere.

Nervous clamoring occurs among the human troops and I could make out a colossal arachnid figure approaching us from far in the distance. I peer through my binoculars and what I see simply makes me gasp, "Holy shit!"

It is a giant monster with a black furry arachnid body and a green humanoid upper half. A cannon rests upon her back and is being manned by two female dwarves. It doesn't take long for me to figure out what they're going to use her for.

"They've brought up a siege weapon!" I yell to my comrades.

The defenders, mainly the rookies and recruits, begin to panic, but our commander keeps them in line by yelling, "Remain steadfast my brothers! They bring a weapon of great size, but the bigger they are, the harder they fall!"

"Can it with the encouraging speech you bozo! You and all your men are going down!" a Red Oni shouts from the enemy horde.

These words leave the men stunned. The monsters of old were known to shout violent threats, but these words from the Oni were something that a young immature girl would say.

The commander doesn't seem fazed by the Oni's challenge and instead shouts back, "I've heard worse from recruits you giant red cherry!"

"Cherry!?" the Red Oni snaps with her arrogant face twisting into one of rage.

A woman who looks like a furry Manticore steps forward and points a claw at the commander with a clear announcement, "You cuties have no idea how outmatched you are! Drop your weapons and surrender, and we'll go easy on you!"

The commander spits in the direction of the Manticore and replies, "We'd rather die fighting than die with our heads in the ground!"

The Manticore shrugs and says, "Alright, you had your chance!"

She turns back to the siege spider and makes a gesture.

There is a thunderous boom and a small explosion appears at the barrel of the cannon. A brief whistle sounds before a large purple explosion smashes the greatest concentration of soldiers. Many are sent flying in different directions, but I don't see any lost body parts or hear screams of pain and agony. What I do hear though are sounds of pleasure.

I have no time to ponder as the monster army is now charging at us. Everyone stands firm with their weapons ready, prepared to hold their ground against the oncoming onslaught.

I watch from the hill expecting a hard battle, but instead I see a one-sided fight on the side of the monsters. They easily manage to disarm the men of their weapons and overpower them to the ground. These creatures begin to tear away the armor, but instead of butchering them I'm met with a sight that leaves me both shocked and reviled.

These monsters are actually having SEX with the men they took down. Absolutely no honor is being displayed here by the enemy's side. They'd rather commit the heinous act of rape than mercifully kill them.

I'm so disgusted by this obscene act that I fail to notice something whack me from behind. In anger I spin around to see a woman looking like a panda wielding a bo staff.

She giggles and says, "You like the view sweetie?"

"It's disgusting!" I grumble as I swing my flail at her. The woman jumps out of range and counters with her staff, smacking me over the head with it. I try to deliver several more hits with my flail, but she dodges each one. "A ball on a chain is such a crude weapon," she comments.

I jump at her in an attempt to whack the spiked ball against her head, but she ducks under my attack and counters by slamming her staff up between my legs and...straight into my groin.

The pain is overwhelming. I stumble over and drop my flail, clutching my honor that this woman had so graciously violated.

"You may as well just kill me now," I mutter to her in defeat.

"Kill?" the panda woman asks me. She chuckles and says, "No sweetie, that's not what we mamono do."

Mamono? Is this some kind of new elite monster that was crafted by the ever perverse Demon Lord?

I feel her use her foot to roll me onto my back and I can see the commander being violated by the Red Oni that he insulted earlier.

"Just relax dear, and I'll make the pain go away," my victor mutters and I feel her begin to peel away my light armor.

About a half hour later these mamono have managed to capture the village and turn every woman into a mamono like them. Our defense was an utter failure, but given how easily these invaders dispatched our forces I wonder how our ancestors managed to survive for so long against the monsters of old.

None of that matters now. I have a new wife that I get to enjoy life with. A Ren Xiongmao named Leslie who has been quite the playful woman who loves to play jokes on the other villagers and me from time to time.