Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35898511-20181012051121/@comment-33398500-20181015060934

Here we go.

As I watched the news report on the issue of the ‘monster girl virus’, I seemed to have a far less affected reaction than one would expect.

Monster girls? Heh, a fun little prank on the uninitiated.

However, my nonchalance didn’t seem to be shared by my friends. This being punctuated by the fact that when I went to turn, and started in mock surprise “Oh, God no, say it’s not-“ before I was stopped by the horrified expressions they were wearing.

“We’ve gotta get out of here!” Jack then shouted, rising to his feet immediately and joining the panicked masses running from their homes in terror of a news report and an alert siren.

“Well, since the rest of you haven’t seemed to panic, shall we resume our watching?” I then asked calmly, perfectly normal at the moment.

“You don’t want to get moving? I mean, the store shelves’ll be cleaned out within the hour, man.” Slade then interjected, clearly not as concerned about the virus as he was about the other people panicking about it.

“I doubt it. After all, the people fleeing are going to the ‘safe houses’, right? Not back into town. Those places are on the outskirts of town, I think.” I observed, before resigning with a shrug “But I suppose we should get moving before more enlightened folks get that idea. Let’s go.”

Meanwhile, Marcus had just gone silent, following us without saying a word. I couldn’t tell if he really didn’t care – like usual, or if he was horrified beyond words by the prospect of monster girl rape.

Monster girls? Again, absurd. Even if there were, I’m probably immune since even a march hare would think twice before wanting to do anything with me. At least, that’s how it seemed given my luck with women. Even then, it didn’t seem like all that bad a fate: a girl who really wants to have sex all the time? How horrible.

That sentiment didn’t seem to be shared by the people fleeing en masse thanks to the government’s announcement, Jack now included among them. Maybe someone should have told him they were more likely to go for those places, given the concentration of people there.

The trip into town went a lot more smoothly than expected. The shelves were being ravaged by panicking people, but we still managed to get a good amount of stuff for what I considered to be a week-long event followed by having to live a more likely simplistic lifestyle. I wondered what would happen when everything calmed down: I wasn’t exactly much of a farmer, though it may be necessary once supply chains fail.

In fact, by the time we got home, and I was considering what kind of food I might grow on my farm, me, Slade and Marcus were starting to laugh about the whole scenario. I was having fun thinking about it, but was still convinced it was a prank, since most people didn’t know what mamono were.

“So what kind of girl you hoping to meet, Slade?” I asked jokingly.

“I’m hoping lamia. No specific type, just a lamia of some kind. I’d love to be engulfed by my girl’s embrace.” He commented with a smirk on his face.

“That can be arranged.” A light, female voice stated from outside my house’s window.

Marcus, backing away from the window, stated quietly “…knew we should have gone with Jack.”

“Don’t worry, dear boy. We’ll go help all the scared people in their ‘safe house’ become happy soon. You aren’t the one who asked for me.” She continued, a figure now appearing in the back door of the house: a rather lovely girl now waiting to be let in. “You know I can just smash it down if I choose.”

“Oh, because you’re a mamono?” I asked jokingly, stepping toward the door and opening it, waiting to see her legs there as a normal person, or some manner of poorly-constructed costume to go along with this prank.

However, as the door opened, it revealed a very real snake body issuing forth from the girl’s torso.

“Yeah, that’s exactly why. You boys sit tight, and my friends will be along looking for someone, but right now, I want the one whose heart calls to me~” the lamia stated, pointing at Slade, who had a look which seemed to cross terror and simple surprise.

“Oh, w-well, you should kn-now I was joking about that.” Slade then stammered as the amorous lamia advanced on him.

“Nope!” she then declared. “I could hear the sincerity in your tone~ I’ll engulf you in my love as much as you want!” she then exclaimed as she dove at him, managing to catch him by the leg and drag him toward her before finally wrapping herself around him.

I stood there, aghast at what I was actually seeing, as I finally realized this was actually happening. However, as much as I was confused about what to do next, Marcus started to panic. “Victor, what are you doing just standing there! We’ve gotta get him away from her!” now rushing over to try to pry the two apart, catching the end of her tail to his face for his trouble.

“No stealing other guys’ wives!” the lamia spouted, before giving us another look “You’ll both have your own soon enough~” However, at this, she then returned her gaze to Slade as he attempted to struggle, now ignoring us like we weren’t even there. “There, there, my love. I won’t let you go~”

Now, with Marcus fleeing the house, I stepped out calmly, just in time to see him caught by a pair of harpies, who were now fighting over him “He’s mine, you slut! Go get the other one that just came out!” the other retorting “Why should I? This one’s mine!”

See? Safe for me. Wasn’t sure whether to be offended by them, jealous of him, or relieved I was safe.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” a sultry voice then cooed from above me.

Looking up, I caught sight of what was obviously a succubus, from her black wings to her horns to her plainly goddess-like body looking down at me, her bright blue eyes seeming to pierce into my very soul as she stared into mine.

“Hello.” I stated simply, giving a light wave up to her.

“Umm. Hello?” she replied, sounding confused by my nonchalant reaction. “Are you quite aware of what I am, and what’s happening here?”

“Yes. You’re a succubus, and a mamono virus is currently infecting humanity. Were you expecting me to flee in terror?” I summarized for her.

“W-well. Kind of. I at least thought you’d give me a nice ‘scared’ face.” She admitted, dropping down toward me.

“Why would I? You’re clearly not here for me.” I stated, shaking my head.

Smirking down at me, she then asked “What makes you say so? I don’t see any other guys out here, unless you think I’m going to rip one of your friends from their current suitors?”

“No. You just have to find someone to your taste.” I declared. “I’m probably not it.”

However, she now landed, standing about a foot from me. “Oh? You don’t think curing the shy deadpan from the guy in front of me is something a hungry succubus might want to try?” she then asked, advancing toward me step by step, causing me to back up step by step.

“Or perhaps…” she started “…you need more than just me to fix you. Am I not enough for you?” she asked with a sultry smirk, which implied more lewd curiosity than offence, swaying her hips as she stepped toward me. “Umm. I didn’t think… you’d want to. Much less suggest something like that.” I commented, backing into the wall of my house before her hands pushed my shoulders into the wall, looking me dead in the eye, her expression not changing even with the shaking and moaning coming from inside the house.

“Oh, you just sealed it~” she then giggled, before looking up at the second floor of the house. “I take it this Is your place? Or does it belong to Anne’s husband inside?”

“I-it’s my home. But I can’t exactly march through with the two of them going at it in my living room.” I stated honestly.

“Oh? Did you already forget your lover’s wings already?” she asked with a giggle, playfully brushing my cheek with the end of her tail. Stepping into me and wrapping her arms around my shoulders, her tail moved around her waist “Grab on here, dear.”

As I nervously wrapped my arms around the succubus’ waist, my hands still hovering over her unblemished skin, before she sighed a little, moving one hand from around my shoulders, pressing my hands into her back. “There we go. Should get used to touching me, dear.” Before putting her arm back where it was, starting to flap her wings and bringing the two of us into the air, flying over to my window on the second floor. Making our way through the open window, we didn’t separate even as we landed on my bed, her expression as she looked down at me melting any will I would have to resist this treatment as her hands now got busy exposing both of us.

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It would be a few days before Cassandra and I let up long enough to find out what happened to the rest of the area. Evidently the safe house had allowed in a mere few people already infected, so by the time the mamono showed up, their pickings were reduced by all the women inside being monsterized.

I’d even found Jack at one point, being shared by a group of werewolves a few blocks from the house. “Well, he’s pretty well-off.” I commented as we continued.

“Oh, right. You seemed intrigued when I pondered if I wasn’t enough. Maybe one of the unlucky girls might catch a break~” she commented with a giggle. “You were certainly enthusiastic enough for two~” she then joked, kissing me on the cheek.

Beet-red, I stammered “W-well, let’s not get too far ahead.” As I stepped over to get a look at the site of the safe house, which was still mid-debauch at the moment, not thinking much of the giggle from Cassandra right behind me.

Another kiss on my opposite cheek was nothing to worry about, even as my arm felt itself get pushed between large, squishy breasts. “If you’re going to try to work me up, we might just have to go home already.” I commented, turning to kiss her, before realizing my lips met those of a holstaur who affectionately returned the kiss, though still looking surprised.

Separating after a moment, leaving me rather astounded, she smiled across at me “That sounds like fun~” before I turned to look at Cassandra, who giggled.

“Don’t look at me, big guy. I didn’t make you kiss her.” She then informed me.

“Well, shall we go home?” the holstaur then asked, pressing herself to my side, Cassandra then pressing herself to my other side.

“Sounds like a plan. Let’s get acquainted.” She added.

As I said, what a HORRIBLE fate to befall the world…