User blog:Richard Zhao/School of Punishments (Hakutaku WWYD): Manticore/Cheshire Cat/Ogre

Prompt for the story here: https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/wiki/Thread:525960 (Please read the first part, which contain my response, and the Hellhound Ending associated with it.)

Manticore Ending

The door opens to reveal a manticore coming in. But this manticore isn’t just any manticore. One could easily recognise them from the common manticores that roam and patrol these halls. For instance, her blonde hair that is left to run long, with her trademark wolf-like ears being a slightly lighter shade of gold, as well as her fur, wings and tail being a cream colour. In fact, the only similarity she has compared to the other Manticore is her deep red eyes.

That manticore, right before me, was my own English teacher, Celia the Manticore.

I instinctively breath a sigh of relief, as my mind was tense on the prospect of having to deal with a manticore, who could possibly suck me dry without a moment of hesitation when they have the chance to do so. However, Celia was much more different. She’s much more restrained in expressing her nature, and she’s a fairly tame teacher compared to the other ones. She acts like a caring teacher in front of most proper students, albeit punishing those who would try to disrupt her class in terrifying ways, which is more common than one would think in this kind of boarding school. In fact, I managed to get to see her kinder nature, when I often met her sometimes in lunch-breaks.

Celia looked at me with calm eyes, as her lips were neither in a smile or a frown, which made me fairly curious about her thoughts at this very moment, regarding both the punishment she was going to deliver, and myself. After all, it’s rare that I don’t see Celia in a smile, whether it may be hiding malice behind it, after having punished someone, or in joy or warmth in meeting me.

“Ms Celia…?” I ask her quietly. “Are you my punisher?”

“Yes, I am.” Celia responded back stoically, as she seemed to be tranquil about this entire thing. “I never thought that I would be assigned to you of all people, Richard. Although I know that you aren’t deserving of the punishment, but it must be carried out regardless. All I can do, is make it as harmless as possible.”

“Then you don’t have to actually punish me then…” I respond back. “We could just spend the hour, talking like we usually do, Ms Celia.”

“That won’t do.” Celia shook her head firmly. “As much as I would be willing to follow your advice, Deryaka told me that you have to be punished properly, or the other students will accuse you of having special treatment from us, and things would become more complicated in this school as a result.”

“I see…” I state back, before I sighed, placing a hand on my chest, as I find that my heart is actually pounding, in either fear or anticipation of the punishment that she was going to give to me. “After all of these months in this school… I never thought that this would be the first of the many times that I would be punished by you, night after night… It unsettles me greatly, Celia, however I dread to say that to you of all people.”

“…You’re afraid of what I’ll do to you?” Celia asked me back with a slightly sympathetic expression, before her expression drooped. “You’re afraid of my species, aren’t you? And as much as I know that you trust me, seeing one of them before you, about to do what they’re infamous for, instils fear in even someone who is acquainted with mamono like you.”

“Yes… But I guess that it doesn’t really matter…” I admit with a slightly guilty tone, before I give off a weak smile, in a attempt to lighten her mood up. “After all, I’m not in real danger, both physically and mentally, right? So I don’t mind being slightly afraid of you. It’s natural, and you manticores derive pleasure from it, so it benefits you.”

“I must have taught you too well, to have you speak so formally…” Celia smiled melancholically. “You are right on one thing, I am enjoying the slight feeling of dread that is emanating in your heart, and I hate to say it, but it makes me fairly aroused just being near you right now. Because it makes me want to suck you dry of your developing semen and your own spiritual energy to indulge myself.”

I didn’t reply to that, as I find the fact that she could lose control and actually ravage me unintentionally, to make my heart tense up more in fear, despite strongly believing that she would never do that to me, no matter what. Unfortunately, she noticed the fear growing inside my heart, as she immediately looked at me as if she knew what I was thinking.

“I guess that telling you all of this is making you more scared of me by the passing moment.” She stated. “I think that we should get the punishment going, before your fear grows even more. Do not worry about me losing to my instincts. I have done this to much more rowdy students many times before, so I will be able to properly curb my natural instincts for someone like you.”

“Yeah… We should get started, before things get worse between us.” I meekly answer back, before I immediately move back to the side of my bed and sit down. “What will be your punishment to me tonight then…? Will you use your tail to drain me slowly over the course of the hour, or will you personally attempt to force me into ejaculation, using one of the tail spines as a catalyst for my internal lust, until I fall dead-tired and unable to even muster another burst of semen?”

“I was planning to work on the former, so that I will be to stop if it becomes too much for you.” Celia answered back. “You have my word on it. Now just lie down, and take off your underwear, so that I can start the punishment quickly.”

I merely grunt back, before I slowly turn around and lie spread-eagled on my bed, before I slowly strip myself of my own underwear, and exposing my currently flaccid manhood to Celia, who immediately readies her tail, and slowly adjusts the maw of it over my own member.

Strangely, the inside of her tail seemed so soft and cushy that I couldn’t help but feel the arousing warmth inside of it, and when she started to make her tail pulse and rub, I became fully erect in almost an instant, as the caressing felt so pleasurable that I would have instantly came if I didn’t prepare myself.

Celia merely smiles at how my member was risen into full length, as well as the heavy huffing coming from me, as I tried to steady myself, and calm myself down before I lose myself to the lust of being caressed by a manticore’s tails.

“Now then, how much will you nourish me for, my dear student…?” Celia asked in a almost pleasured tone, before she immediately started to put her tail to use, as my punishment, which I assumed was to ‘feed Celia with semen and spiritual energy’, has truly begun.

Cheshire Cat Ending

“Heeeeyyy!” The red-and-black Cheshire Cat who has around about the same stature with high-school students like me, shouts with a lot of passion and energy in her voice, as her golden eyes were gleaming with excitement. “Looks like I get to have you to me every night! This is going to be a fun night, ehehehe…”

I merely sigh, as I find that being saddled with my own art teacher is quite good of a outcome, despite the fact that she’s very rowdy and openly lewd, being a Cheshire Cat. Her name was Sara, and she was the main art teacher of this school. Honestly, I would say that I’m fairly attracted to her, considering how her cheery attitude never fails to make me feel better each time I’m in her classes, and how fun her classes tended to be.

I even remember one time that she used my own body as a painting canvas, and I faintly recollect from then, that she actually used her own ‘special paint’ on me at that time, to demonstrate its effects on someone. The events were something that I tried my best not to fully recall, because the unicorn school nurse gave me a run-down of what I did when my mind was out for the count, and my lust was on full output. Luckily, several teachers managed to stop me before I could literally dig myself deeper into my own lust. I could say that although I never impregnated any of the mamonos myself, I could say that I was fairly close to doing so with the last one, before I was stopped. Thankfully, it took only a week or so to amend my relations with the mamono staff, and Sara promised that she wouldn’t do anything that dangerous again.

“Well, Ms Sara.” I respond back with a smile on my face. “I guess that you’ve finally got your chance to do me in this time, eh? After all, I may be a student, but I clearly know you would love to perform sex with me, because of the fact that you were impressed by what I did back then. Not only that, but you can do this with me every night.”

“Yeah, well at least until the punishments stop.” Sara hummed, before she grinned widely. “But I don’t think that’s for a long time, sweet little Richard. I’ll be having you until you graduate from this school, and I’ll enjoy every night with you, and we’ll be both happily passing the night together.”

“I guess that I’ve got nothing to say that.” I sigh back, before I immediately walk over and sit down on the side of the bed. “So… What’s your plan for the hour? Are you going to try to give me a ‘taste of Wonderland’, or have you got something else in mind?”

“Well…” Sara stated, placing a furred finger on her lips. “I just want to have some fun for now. Nothing more, nothing less. I want you to do what you can to please me for the hour. And trust me, if you know me well enough, you know what to do there.”

“Heh. You underestimate me, dear teacher.” I smirk back. “I know the secret weakness of the Cheshire Cats.”

“Oho~? And what’s that?” Sara asked, as she approached me.

“THIS!” I exclaim back, as I immediately place both of my hands of her head, moving them towards her ears, as she looked at them. I then start to caress them in certain places, as she didn’t seem to be affected at all.

“Oh? You think that you can get a rise out of me by petting my head and ears?” Sara asked with a slightly mocking tone. “Ehehe, looks like you might have been tricked-“

“Not done yet. This is where the real fun begins!” I responded back, as I stick fingers in both of the fluffy ear-fluff inside her ears. That caused a reaction in her, as her expression immediately perked up, and she let out an aroused moan as a result. “You know, for a bunch of tricky cats, you managed to hide your g-spots well, but you can’t fool the eye of a dedicated student like me! Besides, those ear-fluffs are quite endearing.”

Before I could react, Sara immediately pushes me down onto the bed, before nibbling on the side of my neck with aroused groans, as her nibbling also made me a little warm, especially in my privates. After her little nipping stopped, she immediately looked at me with lustful eyes.

“Hah hah… Clever little boy aren’t you?” Sara huffed, as the lust was very visible in her eyes. “Now that you know my weakness, you should take responsibility for it. Come on, I know you want this as much as I do, you’re getting hot from my ‘marking’.”

“Well…” I respond back, before I drag her closer to me, as I slowly unhook her bra. “No better time to learn how to give proper sexual enjoyment to a mamono.”

And from then on, I found that my experience in sexual acts has grew considerably over the ages. All thanks to the fact that I had a Cheshire Cat teacher who ‘tutors’ me on the subject daily.

Ogre Ending

Well, ‘opening’ was not the best word to describe this. It was more like ‘prying it apart’.

The door was pried apart by the other PE teacher of our school, and she immediately trudged in, as her footsteps were strong enough to cause the room to rumble just enough for a person to faintly feel it, and to cause some of the stuff to shake. Indeed, it was Yaraka herself, in all of her green-skinned and wild white-haired glory. The only thing that she was wearing was a black gym-shirt with the words ‘GET BIG OR GET FUCKED’ on it, and elastic gym shorts as well. The caption on her shirt fits her species’ motto almost perfectly.

And I notice that she didn’t come just by herself. She had a large gym-bag that was almost the size of her body, and she was lugging it like it was nothing. Somehow, I had a feeling that she has something planned with whatever is in there. Her sunset-orange eyes fall upon me, as her lips slowly rise up, into a faint smile.

“Hey, brat.” Yaraka spoke in an amicable tone. “Looks like you’re going to be stuck with me each night from now on.”

“Hm. I must agree with that, Ms Yaraka.” I answer back, before I point at the back behind her. “What’s the bag for? I don’t think that you’ll be able to fit the stuff here in the room easily.”

“That’s the thing, little Drewmore.” Yaraka grinned back, her smile being a lot wider than before, as she jabbed a thumb in the direction of outside. “Instead of doing your ‘punishment’ in your room, I’m going to move you to the school gym. There, we’ll start doing what I’ve been tasked to do with you.”

…Odd. I don’t think that Yaraka would move me over there just to have her way with me. I think that she’s got another kind of ‘punishment’ intended for me. But whatever it is, what she wants doesn’t really concern me, because I’m not one to pry into her intentions currently. She’ll eventually tell me all about it.

So I nod back and respond. “I understand. Just give me a few moments to get myself dressed up into proper clothing.”

“Sure. Just make sure that you’re comfortable with your clothes, because your ‘punishment’ is going to be quite… strenuous.” Yaraka answered back.

I walk over to the drawer, as I collect my own gym uniform, which consisted of a sweat-resistant shirt, a thick jacket to keep myself warm while I cool down and when I’m done with the session, and comfy sports shorts, with runners as well. Under Yaraka’s watchful eye, I immediately dress myself up, before then turning to her.

“Alright, I’m ready, teacher.” I tell her.

“Come with then.” Yaraka replied back, as she gestured for me to follow her, as we left the room to the school gym.

At the school gym…

As we both enter the large facility, she immediately guides me to the centre of the room, where she then puts her bag down.

“Alright then.” Yaraka stated. “Now that we’re in the right place to start, I suppose that we’ll start your ‘punishment session’. Of course, you might have already figured out what it entails, don’t you?”

I nod back. After all, it was pretty obvious, considering the fact that I could see that the equipment around me has not been taken down, as per usual protocol after a certain time in the night, I knew that this ‘punishment’ wasn’t going to be sexually related, despite how Deryaka put it.

“Just one question, why would you do this?” I ask back, curious about her reasons for trying a different form of punishment.

“Ah, I don’t think that there’s a good way that I can punish students like you, without breaching conduct and rules.” Yaraka responded back with a nonchalant tone. “Besides, even if I am a ogre, it would be better if I actually spend the time making you better, rather than using it to just simply rape you there and now for the hour.”

“So it’s a long-term investment of some sort. And I’m the first one who gets to experience it?” I respond back, as I’m a little surprised that my ogre teacher would actually be able to use this situation to our mutual benefit. “I can see where the logic comes from: A physically skilled student would be much more pleasuring to challenge and take claim of, since you derive sexual pleasure from actually fighting a battle that pushes you further and further to your limits.”

“Looks like you studied well enough about the subject then.” Yaraka smiled back, nodding at me as a gesture of praise. “Now then, I will change up the training routine each and every night, just like I do in the normal classes. For tonight at least: I expect you to do a 5-km sprint on the treadmill machines, a 5-lap circuit consisting of 4-stations, each with their own physical exercises, and then my own set of boxing practices. After that, will be a practice boxing spar with me.”

“That seems fairly reasonable for my capabilities, and the time we have on our hands right now.” I remark back. “So then, is there anything I should note? Any consequences for failing to complete your routine by the end of the hour? And anything that would happen during the spar itself, because I think that you have something planned with that.”

“Astute of you as always, little Drewmore.” Yaraka complimented me again. “I won’t expect you to be able to complete a spar with me. After all, if you manage to deal enough blows to me to actually gauge out sufficient skill and strength, I’ll reward you for allowing you to do whatever you wish for the remainder of the time. However, with how you are now, I doubt that you’re going to reach my expectations yet. As for failing the routine? So long as you complete the first three parts, I won’t punish you further. However, if you can’t even do that, which I find will be most unlikely, due to a certain perk in your physiology, then I’ll be forced to tack on what you failed to complete onto the next session. No negotiations, so if you hold back, you’re only making it harder on yourself.”

I quickly nod back. Her punishment is reasonable, since her own role in the PE class is to ‘push students to their physical limits and to try and exceed them’, while Alyx’s role was more of ‘to prevent stagnation of physical status’. I didn’t plan on holding back in these sessions, and I won’t ever. Besides, when she said I could do anything…

Well, I always wanted to cuddle and nuzzle myself against an ogre. Mother used to say that she once managed to overcome an ogre, and she almost fell for her, because they accidentally nuzzled against each other, and fell into so much pleasure, that they spent entire days on feeling around each other. It was thanks to the fact that both of their respective clans broke them away, before things got far more awkward than they should be. As a curious person, I wanted to see what exactly was the feeling that drove my mother into such an act.

“Right then.” I said. “When shall I start?”

“When we started? Well, punishment periods start at a predetermined time. I brought you in time to get you to the gym just in time for it to start.” Yaraka responded, as she gave me a cheeky grin. “So that means that you have wasted a minute or two hearing me explain it. Unfortunately, that minute or two is crucial to you… Because remember, you have to complete all of this before time’s up.”

I immediately panic, as I am surprised that Yaraka didn’t tell me this earlier and curse myself for not knowing the fact earlier. I got played by an ogre, and it was NOT a good feeling.

“R-Right, I’ll get moving right now!” I shouted, as I dash to the nearest tread-mill.

And that’s how I started my first steps into the trials of Yaraka. I don’t know what may happen, but I know for a fact… As long there’s a prize ahead of me, I’m going to go for it, with everything I have got.

Looks like the both of us are going to experience interesting times together for the remainder of my school life it seems.

A/N: Here's three more endings. I hope that you enjoy the different endings and the characters introduced in them. A English manticore teacher who is trying her best to rein in her fear-feeding instincts, and a fairly kind teacher in her own right, a Cheshire Cat who actually loves to make things very interesting in her art classes, and an ogre PE teacher, who enjoys seeing students break through their limits and struggle to become people who have enviable physiques. Which of them would be considered your favourite?

I'll create the last two endings (Dark Elf and Minotaur) in another blog-post, so I hope that you'll be waiting for it.