Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27950421-20190914004023/@comment-34263048-20190922015404

'''Rep, This is what the randomizer gave to me... So blame yourself :P'''

Now usually I'm not a drinking man, but last couple weeks had been rough. I mean really rough.

I'm working as a peacekeepper in this city, and while it's usually quite peaceful, this small nation is practicly located between two demon realms, and two order states. If you want to go from order state to order state, or from demonrealm to demon realm, you have to cross this little nation. Not only that but huge majority of those who are crossing from place to another, come trough this city. Also when ever there has been any conflicts between our neigbours that they want to settle, they come to neutral ground, and what would be better neutral ground than the neutral nation between everything.

Natrually this causes massive tensions here, as some eager mamono get's their eyes on particluraly appealing order soldier, or some order soldier decides to get their revenge as monsters have taken away or "killed" their friends in battle.

I'm practicly something in between of police and army. as police couldnt handle it all, but army would be overkill. My job is to make sure that nothing actually happens, as any of our neighbours could easily remove this little nation from the map, which would just end in large scale war between everyone. and this week, we didnt have just one peace negotioation, we had four. Which ment that this city was literally packed with order soldiers, and mamonos. I have allready found out that it's rather easy to stop a man attepting to kill a mamono, but it's whole another story when a wurm has "found his ideal mate" from an order soldier. Though somehow I and my colleagues have managed to stop just about everything and settle what we haven't managed to stop, And thank any and all gods we have couple dragons supporting us here, if there wouldn't be, we would be in BIG trouble.

Now as we once again managed to maintain peace, and we were going to have next couple days easy, I was definitely deserving a drink, actually, I was deserving whole lot more than just one drink. Maybe, If I dont get too drunk I could get one of those human strippers to entertain me back at my house for something much more private... Well Maybe...

That's when I heard my name called, As I look up trying to figure out who was speaking to me, At first I saw a cleavage, quite small admittably, yet rather inviting one, as I have never been for huge boobs, and above the cleavage was a rather drunken looking face of a mamono. But it looked odd, Completely out of place, and I had hard time figuring out her species, or family of you prefer.

-"I heard you like bad girls" she said, and while I was somewhat tipsy allready I could hear she was a whole lot more than tipsy, in fact, I would say that she wasn't too far from completely wasted. -"Cause I'm bad at everything" She continued, and sniffled. I take a good look at her, trying to figure out what she is when it hits me. I know exactly what she is, it's just that her... proportions are completely off. The sniffle turns to crying, as I watch the fully grown baphomet completely break down in front of me. The rather seductive pose that she had fails as she falls on to the table she was leaning on, tipping the table, and then she falls on to the floor, bringing my half full pint of beer with her, as I'm still trying to process that there is fully grown baphomet in front of me.

As I hear the glass shattering on the floor, I wake up from my stupor, and go help her back on her feet, which was a bit of a hassle, as she barely could stay on her feet. Though as she was leaning on me, and I was holding her up she managed. First things first, I called one of the servers to clean the glass from the floor, it could be rather nasty to any of the girls that dont wear shoes, or to those who might fall over later, as bars here often serve even if one can't stay on his or her feet, Fining the bars wont really help as momonos are egear to pay the fines for the bars, as that helps them to get married.

As it's still my job to keep everyone safe in this town. and there is allways some order soldiers hanging around, I think it's safest for baphomet that I escort her home. Not that I would really want to, but it's the right thing to do. I ask her would she want me to escort her home, and she gladly accepts. Even though I have no intentions to actually go in to her place, as that could lead to things, and I still prefer humans.

On the way to her home, I have to keep her up, as she leans in to me, her hand going behind my back, and holding me close, and despite her relatively small stature compared to me, I can feel that she's surprisgly strong, at least for her size. She tells me her story, still trying to hold her tears, How she was banished from the sabbath, where she had failed just about everything she could, including the rituals needed to do to stay "young and appealing." Honeslty she didn't look a day older than 18, even thuogh she claimed to be much older. Then again baphomets have freakishly long lives, much like Dragons. Anyhow, how ever much she tried, she just failed to look like the adorable 8 year olds.

As much as I dislike how sabbath operates, I kinda felt bad for her. Decades of trying, and failing, and eventually being kicked out for the organization that was all that she knew, and all that she belived in. For her, it's not just losing her way of life, or losing her identity, She had literally lost everything, and as she claimed, it was all her own fault. I have known people who have suicided from much less, yet she was still trying to push on, trying to regain something from what had shattered to billions of pices, and swept away.

Eventually we ended up at shady alley, on the bad side of the city. I knew that there was a very cheap, and very ran down motel here, it was popular among mamonos that decided to spend the night, as most of them didn't really have too much money. She eventually found a keycard that opened the door to a room that maybe had looked new 100 years ago. But than again, what I pay for a week from my 3 room apartment, it would cover the pay for nearly half a year in this dump. Yet she had clearly tried to make it look homely, which wasn't much. only thing that clearly stood out was the broken mirror, thuogh that was just one sign of self loathing.

She how ever, had clearly been drinking a lot, as even thuogh the distance we walked was rather significant, she had still become ever more intoxicated during it. as for the last mile, I had allmost had to carry her. and as soon as I tried to let go, she collapsed on the floor. I sighed heavily, and draged my palm over my face. I couldn't leave her like that, laying on the cold floor. and with some effort I picked her up, and started carrying her to her bed. I heard the door shutting behind me, but that didnt surprise me, The whole building was slightly croocked, floor leaning one way, walls in other, so it was quite logical that the door wouldn't defy gravity, and would close if there wouldn't be something holding it open.

I got her on to her bed, and covered her as the room was somewhat chilly, but as I was about to draw my hands away I felt her grab my wrist. She thanked me for doing this all to her, as I was the big bother she never had, I have to admit that it was heart warming to hear, but it didnt change my mind. I was still going to leave her.

As I tried to pull my hands off, she started pleading that I would stay, Nothing would need to happen, but she had been alone so much for the past couple years. She just wanted some company. She started on again how everyne hated her, Either because she was a baphomet, or because she wasn't young and good looking. Which is complete bullcrap, as she honestly was quite attractive, even thuogh she was a momono. Her grip got stronger as she tried to pull me on to the bed, and begged me not to leave her alone. As much as I know from baphoments I know how stupidly strong they are despite their usually small and frail statures. She could easily force me to stay if she would choose so. How ever, she gradually let my hands slip away. I dont know what came over me, but instead of leaving, I took off all but my underwear, and slipped beside her under the blanket. though I left my demon realm silver knife on the bedside table, Just in case. She suffled close to me, and gave me a big, nearly bone crushing hug, and then we drifted off to sleep.

I woke up on the morning, She was straddling me, Grinding herself slowly against my morning wood, but I suprisingly still had my underwear on. I allmost expected that she would have taken me in, but as I looked at her, she herself was half asleep as well. Though, the nearly begging expression on her face... well... It was me who took off my underwear. And I had never felt being sucked in that eagerly, and slowly pumped to being completely empty.

Somehow I hoped that thanks to her "defect" we would create new kind of baphomet. one that actually looks like her actual age. No such luck though.

As of now, nearly 100 years later, I have 3 girls, all allready married, and none of them look more than 8. And my wife... I'm pretty sure she had boobs when I met her... in fact, I could swear she looked at least 10 years older than what she looks now.