Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20180226085940/@comment-33398500-20180227005127

It was at this point I should have guessed something was amiss...

Not one to normally tease anyone about anything, I had asked the rather strange guy I’d seen getting bossed around, more out of curiosity than anything, if he had enjoyed the treatment he was getting. However, he seemed to get the wrong idea as his expression had changed outright to something I wouldn’t have expected, before our conversation was interrupted by one of the mamono that would regularly boss him around.

“Jealous of what?” I asked with genuine confusion, scratching my head slightly.

“Are you kidding...? PLEASE tell me you’re joking about that...” the manticore with her paw on my shoulder responded.

“Rather, please tell ME you’re NOT joking about that...” the minotaur responded with a smirk on her face. Something about that smile told me it would be better not to answer at the moment.

Retreating quickly from the current situation, I went to go enjoy my lunch in peace before I received a sharp elbow to my side from one of the other guys “Are you insane? That guy is currently the only thing that keeps this school relatively safe and not a complete rape-fest for those girls!”

Raising an eyebrow, I ask “What are you going on about? From everything I’ve seen here so far, that whole concept seems overhyped...”

“Overhyped...?” shaking his head, the other guy then sat down “I guess I’ve gotta tell you some of the stories then... see... before that guy came along, it WAS a complete rape-fest for them, any guy that struck their fancy would find themselves forced upon by them... my friend was one of them... that damned hellhound...” he began to explain.

“But then...” one of the other guys, this guy’s friend (possibly the one he mentioned?), added “...that guy came around and... I don’t know how he did it, but he managed to deflect their aggression toward himself, to keep them off of the other students... that’s why his expression gets like that, you know? If I had to tend to the whims of that many aggressive mamono, I’d be liable to snap at people too... that and he knows they’ll back him up when he needs them now...”

“I hope you appreciate just how close you were to being one of their first victims since he came around...” the first guy finished. “So, just so you know, don’t go messing with him...”

“But I WASN’T messing with him!” I protested “I was curious if he was a willing party to it or if they had him on a leash so to speak...”

“Shhh...” a small voice came from the next table. It was one of the mamono, a weresheep with a rather concerned look on her face “I wouldn’t go talking about that that loudly, then... see... the minotaur loves the innocent, inexperienced ones... showing them just how things go with them...”

Turning a tinge red at being referred to as ‘innocent’, I protested “Not really THAT innocent... I mean, I understand the idea...”

“You don’t seem to follow...” she countered. “To her, anyone who’s never experienced a mamono before counts as innocent...”

This only made me retract into my seat slightly, my cheeks turning a deeper shade of red, as I’d never really done such, with a human or a mamono, since people often misinterpreted my genuine questions as abrasive, and thought I was some kind of wiseass.

“Either way, you should watch your back for a couple of days at this point... they like to get you when you’re not expecting it...” the second guy then told me.

Attempting to shrug this off, I headed back to class like normal after lunch, sitting down in a relatively isolated area, or, at least, it was until that group of mamono and their boy-toy showed up, the mamono now sitting around me with him at the corner of the group. “Afternoon.” I said simply.

“Oh, not as talkative as before?” the hellhound asked, amused as I was currently pressed between her and the minotaur in the seating, the seating being rather cramped considering my size and the minotaur’s.

“I was starting to enjoy our little chat...” the minotaur added, the two looking as if they were sizing me up, something warm now settling on my shoulder. Tilting my head slightly, I could see the end of the manticore’s tail now sitting on my shoulder.

“Don’t worry, you can tell us if something’s bothering you...” the manticore added, a shifting look to the guy seeing an amused smirk on his face as if he was getting even for earlier.

“Hey, sweetie, I’m over here...” the minotaur then commented, turning my head to face her with her hand. The strength I could feel in that movement was amazing: it was clear she was barely trying, and I couldn’t stop her from doing so.

“I think we have a winner...” the ogre commented, smirking as she realized which of them had taken an interest in me.

“Hmmm... I think I picked the wrong spot, my normal spot is over...” I started, trying to get up to move before several hands pushed me back down into my seat.

“Why leave? Class is about to start, and it’s rude to leave when a girl is talking to you...” the hellhound commented, the group clearly intending to keep me within immediate harassment range.

Class kept up like this for the entire period in the lecture hall, with the two next to me taking exaggerated bends to show off their figure when they ‘dropped’ something, my eyes following them against my will to their great amusement, and with me having to hold off attempts at groping, which the other students pretended not to notice, having been wise to what they did from the beginning. Hell, even the teacher looked right at us a moment before resuming instruction, as if knowing saying something would do no good.

After the period was over, the minotaur leaned into my ear and whispered “10 minutes...”

Looking confused at this, as the day had ended, meaning there were no 10 minute class transfers, I didn’t know how to respond to this. “How nice...” the manticore bubbled “Jen’s giving him a head start...”

“Wait... what?” I commented, before she started counting “9 minutes 56... 9 minutes 55...”

“You’d better start running...” the guy now commented with an air of smugness, knowing what was going to happen now.

Eyes widening in surprise as I started to gather what this meant, I picked up my bag, and had to get around a hellhound that was doing her best to box me into the seat area. “If you don’t hurry, she might just start here... after all, if you want it, you don’t have to run~”

At this, I vaulted over the next row of chairs and started to rush out of the room, none of the others moving now (yet), and leaving me to take off from the area...

What am I going to do?! The other students know I’m an exchange student, they know I live on-campus! I can’t go back there...

However, even as I was making my way across the campus, the door behind me practically burst open with a minotaur now after me at full sprint.

“No way in hell was that ten minutes!” I shouted as I sprinted away from her.

“You weren’t there to hear me count!” she answered as I managed to get to an area by the gym parking lot that not many people used by the time she caught up to me.

As she did, I attempted to flip her over my shoulder, as she had tackled me from behind, only to flop slightly with her on top of me, a position she used to push her elbow into my back, forcing me to the ground “Don’t fight it, sweetie~ You’re not as strong as you look... well, at least not compared to me...” she commented, amused, as my body was now in searing pain from the impact with the ground. I managed to get to the grass, but the impact with the earth still hurt like a bitch.

Rolling me over on the ground, the minotaur looked down at me happily “If things go well, you may have to get used to this position~” with her currently straddling me out in the open. “Though we’re gonna need someplace more private... I can get pretty loud~” now picking me up like a sack of potatoes, she hefted me right over to her own place, with me being flung into her bed without any room for argument.

“Now, my untainted friend, I’m gonna hmmm... show you the ropes~” she commented as she straddled me again, though this time we were quite alone, leaving me to her mercy, or lack thereof.

Well, no real way I could have predicted THIS would happen today...