Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20160616153604/@comment-31080309-20190929125830

From my own seat, I immediately look around, as I see the aghast expression of the students, before immediately then looking towards the culprits of Deryaka’s listed misdeeds. I make a mental note that they should be watched closely, lest they try anything stupid again.

I suppress the urge to growl, as these damned bastards have literally doomed the entire school to be punished along with them. As much as I would object to the collective responsibility clause that Deryaka is pulling at the moment, I would suspect that this would have been the lesser of the two evils, as she actually is quite lenient with the punishments, considering that it’s only one hour with the species behind us at the moment.

I could only pray that whoever is unlucky to draw upon either a Dark Elf or a Manticore would be treated the best as they could by individuals that originate from species that are infamous for their sadistic and cruel ways of life, that they get one of the less common individuals of said species, the ones that actually have reined in their inner tendencies to make fair punishments to others.

And I then look around again, as I look through the door that seemed to be cracked open. I could see that there was someone trying to usher kids out of the school, even while Deryaka is within the vicinity. Judging by the colour of the robe, and the portal shape and colour… There’s a high chance that it’s one of the Order Resurrectionists.

This does not bode well, considering that Deryaka will blow her head off when she realises even more students have gotten away from her. But right now, I can’t hope to do anything, without interrupting the assembly, and earning the ire and likely wrath of the gathered mamonos. However, I made a mental note to ask the security chief for access to the cameras, so that I can find the incriminating video and expose the event, before Deryaka is brought to attention with it, in a much less… pleasant manner.

“I said, who shall go first!?” Deryaka roared, as she slammed her hands on the podium, as her smile twitched even harder as a result.

It seems that Deryaka is losing her patience right now. But who could blame her? No-one would willingly be the first to take on the wheel and despair at whatever result they could get. Especially if it’s a Manticore or Hellhound.

Considering the fact that Deryaka would pull up any innocent student to start the process of, I immediately raise my hand, drawing her attention to me.

“I volunteer, Ms Deryaka.” I clearly state, slowly standing up.

“You…?” She asked, as her expression shifted a little, as it turned a little more tranquil, as her deranged smile from earlier faded away, although I doubt that she won’t smile like that again, after I had my turn. “So you’re going to lead by example, aren’t you? Well then, come on up, and take a spin. And then I’ll start selecting the students myself.”

I nod back, as the students look at me as if I’m the second coming of the devil himself. A justifiable reaction, since my reputation with most of the students is… strained at best. I slowly make my way up to the stage, and immediately stop before the wheel.

I take a quick look back, as I see that the gathered mamono ‘punishers’ were watching me with anticipation, as if they were expecting themselves to be the ones that would get to ‘punish’ me. If my reputation with the human students is abyssal, then by logic, wouldn’t that mean that I have done something that made the mamono see me in a more favourable light than the others, right?

If one were to guess that, then they are most certainly right. But that doesn’t mean that I’m their ‘fuck-toy’ or ‘lap-dog’ as the more vulgar of students would mock me as. No, my relation with them, is more of a pacifying kind, rather than a romantic or professional one.

And I still see that the Order Resurrectionist was still escorting the students that he managed to persuade to follow him. Oh boy, Deryaka is going to be fuming when she comes out of this assembly.

I take a deep breath, reminding myself that whatever ‘punishment’ comes my way, I just have to endure it. After all, however cruel or gruelling it may be, the most I’ll feel tomorrow is a longing feeling of being exhausted, and even that’s going to be rare, considering that most of the students need to be kept in one piece to properly attune to the school environment, right?

So I spin the wheel, and it lands on…!

I immediately make my way to the principal’s office, after the assembly, as I have managed to convince the security chief to briefly give me access to the school cams, so that I could find the moment when the Order Resurrectionist entered the building through the portal, and immediately copy it to my personal school-brand phone, so that I could show the evidence to Ms Deryaka personally.

And I almost pissed my pants when I found out that the security chief temporarily reverted back to her hell-hound nature, as she turned from a cheeky and teasy lady into one filled with a lot of aggression and rage and flaming all over as well. Thankfully, since it’s not directed at me, she quickly let me go, before she really burns up.

Now that everything’s collected, I can make my report to Mrs Deryaka. Hopefully, she’s not busy at the current time, and especially not with what I was about to announce to her. I knock at the door three times firmly, before waiting for a response on the other side.

“Come in.” Her calm reply, muffled through the door, sounded, as I took that as my signal to come through the doors.

As I come inside the well-maintained and near-pristine officer, I immediately see that Deryaka was slightly surprised that she was seeing me right now, before that surprise on her face was immediately replaced with tranquil calm.

“I see, it’s you, Richard.” Deryaka answered back, as she places her hands together. “I take it that you have something to discuss with me.”

“Indeed I do.” I answer back, as I take a seat on the chair opposite of her table. “I got two things in fact. Although I must warn you, the second topic is something that you might not want to hear at the time being. So I’ll start with the first topic.”

I immediately pull out a series of photos that showed adequately clear evidence on the food raids that have been occurring recently, as the culprits were plainly obvious, due to the zoom I used for them. Deryaka immediately collected them, as she glanced over them, before she then immediately lowered the photos, with a devious grin on her lips.

“Ah yes, that will prove adequate in exposing these ‘naughty’ students for their misbehaviours.” Deryaka chuckled. “I must thank you for this, for it saves the trouble of having to interrogate the other student suspects. As much as the hell-hounds and succubus would love for a student to fall out of line, so that they could have their way with them, our top priority is ensuring that this school is properly regulated, and operated like a proper boarding school. That means that excessive punishment is frowned upon, unless it Is absolutely necessary. You have proven to be quite helpful.”

“I am merely doing this so that the effects of all of this are minimised for the sake of both the physical health and mental state of the student body.” I answer back with a calm tone. “After all, I didn’t become a class rep just for being a ‘toad-licker’ or a ‘snitch’. Although it’s true that I act like what they describe, but this is more appropriate when it’s referred to ‘nipping it on the bud’. After all, despite my efforts to dissuade the people from doing such stupid things, it reached this point, and now you’re forced to do this. This is truly what neither of us wished to occur at all, right, Mrs Deryaka?”

Deryaka immediately lowered her head, as there was a expression filled with genuine regret on her face. “Indeed. With the constant loss of students, the board was forced to take drastic measures to ensure that the students will remain in school to be properly educated, and slowly adjust and conform to the society that they will live in.” She responded back. “Personally, Richard, I don’t condone using such measures to rein in the students, because this is truly too much of a ‘stick’, with not a single ‘carrot’ on its end. If this keeps up, this will likely cause the students, even those who could have eventually adjusted to this society, to immediately foster fear of the mamonos, which would prove detrimental in their later years when they are cast into the society to live alongside the mamonos they would fear…”

I take a deep breath, as I shake my head slowly. “I can understand why there are still a majority of humans who are still not used to the existence of mamonos, and their increasing presence in the entire global community.” I continue with a solemn tone. “After all, most of the mamonos, although well-meaning in common cases, have personalities, traits and… impulses that make humans despise or fear them greatly. Take for instance the fact that the common hell-hound is truly ferocious, and has no qualms on raping anyone she comes across, and milking them until they are bone dry. And then there’s the manticores, who has a sadistic streak of making their prey fear them, making it truly hard to connect with them as proper lovers. Even I must admit that I fear them, and that fear is reinforced by the ever-growing knowledge I gained from them. And I’m sorry to admit it, especially when I’m supposed to learn to accept the mamono species as a whole, as a race that is meant to live in coexistence with us, not as lustful monsters who have no idea of genuine affection, respect or understanding of us humans.”

Deryaka remained silent for a few moments, before she then took a deep breath, and then leaned forward, as she moved to place a hand on my shoulder, as if she was trying to comfort me.

“Richard. I know that you have done so much for the school, and enduring all the mockery and discrimination from your fellow kin… And that you did it all so that you could allow everyone to truly understand that the mamono species are not as cruel and heartless as they once fought in our emergence.” Deryaka stated. “But you didn’t have to do this. You could have just lived through this school, and just acted like a proper student. As one of the humans originating from a family with a mamono matriarch, brought here as an student to help the students inside to understand that humans are capable of living peacefully with mamonos. But with what you’re doing, I think that you caused the opposite effect, in that they actually look down upon you, because of your lineage. I think that you should ease up on your duties, Richard. You have done far too much for the school, and received far less than deserved for it. It would not look good for your mother, if I repaid your good deeds with punishment, so I ask that you just lay low for the time being. Just let the entire school simmer down.”

“…I’ll try.” I nod back, as I seemed to be quite sad that Deryaka is taking pity of me, because of what I was doing. “But even if it doesn’t seem right, I can’t just let everyone continue seeing the mamonos as they are… I tried my best, and I will keep on doing so, if it would help even the slightest. After all, there is a Japanese saying for my efforts: ‘The koi who climbs the rapid shall become a great dragon’. If I persevere with my efforts to bring the two races together… Then one day, the dream of the two races seeing eye-to-eye won’t be a pipe dream anymore. I may not be able to force others to see my view, but I just need to persuade them bit by bit, and let them at least consider your side of the affairs.”

“…If only there were more students that were like you in this school… Then there would have been nothing wrong here.” Deryaka stated with a grateful smile. “Everyone would have been happy, and there would have been nothing as serious as what happened before. No more students who would escape and cause trouble for everyone, no more food being stolen from the cafeterias, no more ‘punishments’, and no more tension in our school. Oh, how I would have loved to be the principal of the school in your olden days, where everyone got along with each other, regardless of student or teacher.”

“I wish for the same, principal.” I answer back, before I then prepare myself, as I ready the video evidence on my phone. “Now that I have given enough conversation with you to lighten your spirits and mood, so that you can prepare for the crushing news that I am about to give you, I would like to ask that you to please restrain yourself, as this might cause you fly into a utter fury. And I know first-hand how dangerous it would be to find myself in the middle of one of your rampages.”

Deryaka looked at me directly at the eyes, before she then took a deep breath, as she slumped back into her chair. “…Good thing that you have fore-warned about it.” Deryaka answered back. “Alright, Richard. I have steadied myself for whatever you may tell me. You have my word that I will restrain my fury away from you, even if it burns my own mind doing so.”

“I am relieved to hear that.” I respond back, before I immediately pull out my phone, and press the play button, as Deryaka leans forward to take a look at the video being played.

As predicted, her face immediately froze when she saw the Order Resurrectionist enter the school, before her left eye begins to twitch uncontrollably, as it turned from red back to purple, and the glowing cracks begin to spread across the side of her face, when she saw the students that she was certain would have attended the assembly, were making their way through the portal that the Resurrectionist created for them. They were letting out cheers and whoops from being free of the ‘tyrannical’ hold of the mamono staff of the school, some of them flinging insults about them as they disappeared through the portal.

“Yeah, I found this out during the assembly, but I rather not be the one person who interrupts it, even it’s for a very good reason like this. After all, that’s grounds for being punished by Gretchen, right?” I try to answer back, hoping that there was enough of the rational side of Deryaka to comprehend what I was saying. “So I waited for the time after the assembly to head to where the security chief was, so that I could get some footage of this. Luckily, he was near one of the active cameras, so I managed to get clear proof that your students has escaped thanks to the assistance of the Order Resurrectionists. This is why I told you that this news would be quite dire, just moments after you made your speech… You have been played.”

“FUCKING UNGRATEFUL BRATS!” Deryaka burst out with absolute fury, as her voice dropped a octave or two, and turned deeper, as her eyes turned completely purple, and the white parts of her hair immediately turned glowing purple, as she slammed her closed fists on the desk, as it broke under the massive force of the enraged hakutaku. “I’LL FORCE MY LESSONS RIGHT INTO THEM SO HARD THAT THE ONLY THING GOING THROUGH THEIR HEADS WILL BE GETTING CONTINOUSLY RAPED BY HELL-HOUNDS!”

I immediately took that as my cue to move slowly to the back of the room, so that I don’t attract her attention, sticking my back to the wall, as the formerly tranquil principal immediately trashed her pristine office, splintering her furniture with full-powered strikes and head-butts, as everything was eventually destroyed, save for her books, which her book-worm side prevented from suffering the same fate as everything in the room, and me, who she stayed very clear away from, as promised by her words.

As I watch as the principal slowly cool down with loud gasps for air, so loud that it couldn’t be classified as breathing anymore. Slowly, she reverted back to her original form, as she fell onto her knees, her expression completely sullen, her back turned on me.

“It’s not fair… Why has all of this had to happen…?” She muttered in a far quieter voice, which was trembling not with rage, but with sorrow. “All I wanted is for my students to learn how to live a proper life in today’s society. Is there anything with what I have done…? I truly wanted the best out of my students, and I tried my best to ensure that the other staff would accept the humans as proper students, instead of young fresh blood to ‘break in’…”

She suddenly slams her head on the floor. “But what’s the point of it, if the students won’t even try to understand us at all!?” Deryaka sobbed, as she burst into tears, evident from the tears running down her cheeks. “I wanted to teach at a proper school, but instead, I got shoved right into this boarding school, filled with students who won’t properly learn… I hate it…! I hate it!”

I immediately make my way to Deryaka, before I immediately place my hands on her breasts, before I squeeze them firmly, causing her to snap out of her sulking, as she let out a surprised cry, almost reminiscent of a cow mooing.

“There, will that help you a little?” I ask her.

“Richard, what did you just do…?” Deryaka questioned me back, as she slowly turned to me, with slightly raw eyes. “Did you just… try to fondle my breasts just before?”

“Well, you did teach us that one of your major arousal points is on your breasts.” I respond back with a cheeky grin. “I can’t just let out sulk yourself out like this, principal. Just imagine what a staff member would be like, if she saw you crying on the ground like this. Since it managed to make you stop feeling so bad and stop crying, then I’d say that I hit the right spot, didn’t I?”

“Richard, you…” Deryaka answered back, before she then smiled back, as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “…I am truly proud to have you as a student in my school. I don’t care if that was just to snap me out of my crying, but you really gave me a real good burst of pleasure there… Your mother’s own handiwork truly carries onto you.”

“Indeed it does.” I answer back, before I immediately step back and bow gently. “Now then, may I dismiss myself? I think that you might need some time to yourself, so that you can calm down and decide what to do from now on.”

“…Yes. See you next time.” Deryaka nodded, as she gave me a pleasant smile to see me off with.

I immediately open the door out of the office, before checking that there aren’t anyone nearby that might see the carnage that occurred in the principal’s office. When I was sure that no-one was following me, I immediately got out and closed the door behind me.

And just as I left the room, the bell rang again, as it was time for the next period of classes. And if I remember clearly, it’s physical education. Not exactly a subject that I hate, but one that I don’t like as much as the others, due to the fact that the teachers have high standards to which it would be extremely difficult for my body, which is still completely human.

Speaking of the teacher, who will it be this time…? Yaraka the Ogre, who loves to see us sweat up a storm? Or Alyx the Hell-hound, who only lets those who actually managed to remain standing after the entire period to escape her own brand of ‘punishment’?

Pondering about both teachers, who are fierce in their own manners, I immediately make my way to lockers, to get my sports gear for the class.

At night….

After having gotten my dinner, and finishing the last of my evening classes, I immediately make my way to my personal room, as the school disallows bunking, since the last time it was allowed, several groups communicated with each other and worked together to escape.

It was by my help that one of them was apprehended, due to running stupidly in the open, where I got them under film, but the damage was done, and the dorms were immediately forgone for personal rooms. To be fair, I actually prefer having my own room, despite actually having a bunk with several friends that were actually cool with the mamonos and didn’t actually hate me for what I have done. It helps to avoid having to deal with the others.

As I immediately prepare myself for bed, no wait, my nightly ‘punishment round’, I receive a call from the phone on my desk, as I immediately walk over and look at the contact number, seeing that it’s from my mother, and it’s a face-call on top of that.

I immediately lower the volume on my phone slightly, before immediately receiving the call, as the first sight I see is my own mother’s face stuck very close to the screen, as her golden eyes gleamed back at me, and there was a wide grin on her face.

“Hey, kiddo. How’s school today?” She called back, before she immediately backed away, showing that she was dressed in her typical night-dress, as it was a beige top, that did fairly enough to cover her large breasts. “Did you learn anything interesting?”

“Not at all, mother.” I answer back, as I frown deeply. “There’s something really bad that happened. We had a assembly, and the principal, Ms Deryaka announced that because of the abyssal situation revolving around the school, due to the disruptions in the school cafeteria, and escapes from the school, the entire student body is forced to be subject to an hour of ‘punishment’ from randomly-selected species, because group responsibility is enforced, due to there being no confessions about the perpetrators, or any evidence to prove that there are specific students responsible for this. I’m afraid that I’m not an exception to this new rule.”

My mother’s expression immediately soured, as she sported a frown as well. “Ooh, that’s bad. That’s real bad, isn’t it?” She answered back with a sympathetic tone. “Well, I know that the school won’t go too far with its punishments, because they know that if you’re harmed, I’ll come knocking at their door, raising hell about why my sweet little boy is being harassed to the point of significant harm. So, who’s on the list of species doing the punishments?”

“Cheshire Cats, Hell-hounds, Ogres, Manticores, Dark Elves and Minotaurs.” I immediately answer back.

“Oh dear. They really must be pissed off to actually use these species to subject the students to their punishment.” Mother answered back with worry in her voice. “Look, if they do anything to hurt you, just tell me. I promise that I’ll make sure whichever bitch is responsible for tearing you up even the slightest, will pay in blood-“

“Mother, stop! Even if it’s a Manticore or a Dark Elf, I won’t be punished too severely. The school staff know that I’m not responsible for any of this, and so has several of the more well-behaved students.” I immediately reply back frantically, seeing the bloodlust gather in her expression. “I’m sure that Ms Deryaka will ensure that I will be punished fairly.”

“Well, I’m still worried about you, sweetie.” Mother sighed back. “I guess I should end the call here. Just remember, mommy always here to listen.”

“I know, mother. Goodnight.” I respond back, before I give the phone a gentle kiss as a gesture back to my mother, and then hang up the call.

I then immediately wait for the time to come, as I lay on the bed, wide-awake, as I don’t want to keep the one assigned to me waiting for a long time. Although I feel a little tired after today, I feel like that I will be able to stay awake for the time being.

And just right when the minute part of my digital clock hit zero, I immediately heard footsteps walk towards my room, then the sound of keys being slotted into my door, opening it, as the person that I was assigned to came into the room, ready for my ‘punishment’.

I immediately watch as the large figure of my hellhound PE teacher, Alyx enter the room, with a wolfish grin on her lips, and dressed in nothing but a bra and lingerie. She looks down at me with her blood-red eyes, as her grin grows wider.

“Well well, looks like I got the lucky straw here.” She chuckled darkly. “Because I got you as my little ‘prisoner’ for the rest of your school life.”

“I knew that you were likely to end up with me, Miss Alyx.” I respond back calmly, hoping to keep things civil with her as much as possible, in the hopes that I won’t get myself smashed by her in the first few minutes of my ‘punishment hour’.

“What? You didn’t want me?” Alyx asked back, narrowing her eyes dangerously at me.

“Not at all. In fact, I am happy to enjoy your company for the hour.” I respond back. “After all, I wouldn’t mind stroking and fondling your rough yet comfy black fur while you give it to me.”

“I guess you’re thinking about that, huh!?” Alyx laughed, before she stopped after a while. “Alright then, let’s get this started. I’ll go easy on you, both because I rather not shatter your young pelvis with my full force, and because I like you for your spirit and your tenacity when working with me, and don’t want to break you accidentally in the midst of my ‘fun’. Lie down for me.”

“As you wish.” I answer back, immediately leaning back, and positioning myself, so that I was surrounded by quilt and blanket. Alyx immediately stomped over, before she then got onto the bed, and sat right over my crotch, ready to commit to her punishment.

“Alright then, rules for your ‘punishment’.” Alyx spoke to me. “I’m going to ride your dick up and down for the entire hour. At the half-way point, I’ll give you 5 minutes to let out your pent up cum in a massive burst, and cool yourself down, before I start the other half of the hour. If you cum during the time I’m riding you, I’ll hit you harder and faster each time you do so. Of course, there is a limit to how fast and hard I’ll go for the hour, but you better not disappoint me, by coming every minute or so while I’m riding you, got it?”

“I’m clear on that.” I respond back with a nod. “And you won’t mind if I clamp onto your fur and stroke it while you do so?”

“Nope. Not like you can make It hurt for me.” Alyx giggled, before she immediately moved her hand down to the crotch, ready to tear that lingerie off her vagina, and start it off. “Alright then, you ready, little Richard?”

“Well, the sooner we start, the more time I’ll have to shake the exhaustion of your riding session in the night.” I answered back, before I smile. “So, release the hounds, as the saying goes!”

Alyx immediately let out a burst of ravenous laughter, as she immediately tears the lingerie off, and starts my ‘punishment’ right here and now.

Hello again, I decided to make another short story based on this prompt. This time, the character who the story revolves around is Richard Drewmore, the son of a human, and a griffon mamono who dotes on her sweet child a fair lot, and is actually a supporter of human and mamono coexistence, striving to persuade others that the races have things in common, that they could share and use to understand each other better with.

If you're wondering what the basis of this story is, compared to the prompt given, it's that the principal, Ms Deryaka is sick of everything going wrong in her boarding school, which is used to rehabiliate the students that are too rowdy for the standard co-racial schools, and genuinely wants for the school to actually to be a place of learning and enjoyment, instead of the hell-hole that most of the students inside see it as. Thankfully, she's got Richard, who is working happily with her to ensure that most of the rising problems are nipped in the bud, before they lead to more serious consequences, and that she showed her angry side to show the students that they were truly on her wit's end.

And on another note, the staff and teachers in the school, all mamono, are actually properly acting like their proper roles, save for some notable differences due to the setting of the MGE world. In this case, we have Alyx the Hell-Hound, who is a very tough PE teacher, who punishes anyone who even tries to drop themselves out of her session, whether by fleeing or literally falling apart. Fortunately, these cases are rare and few, because the motivation for the students is to do well enough and last long enough so that they can handle her sessions, and not get punished for dropping out early.

Also, the reason why I left what the wheel ended up upon is ambiguous, is because I wanted to make this a multiple-ending story, where Ricahrd will encounter each of the 'punishment mamono', each with their own reactions of getting the mamono enthuisast as their target, his reactions to getting them, and their own form of punishments to him.

I decided to go with the Hell-Hound ending first, because I already did a story on it, at the first WWYD prompt that I did on this website. The prompt is called Poor Hellhound, and I wrote a two-parter on it, so feel free to read if, and comment as you wish, especially if you think my writing or plot-creating is lacking.