User blog:Bobruffains/ You Are The Monster(girl) WWYD Response

WWYD can be found here: http://monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/Thread:780270

The sky was a bright blue this day. The trees were vibrant with shades of orange, red, and yellow on top of their brown trunks. There was a light breeze, enough to chill bare skin. Underneath the vivid canopy of the forest revealed a monster girl, a hornet to be specific.

She had long, black, messy hair with a strand of blond among her bangs connected to her head, which displayed a face with beauty rivaling a succubus. She wore a snug, yellow, turtleneck crop top that exposed her arms and the cleavage of her bountiful breasts as well as a yellow thong that highlighted her sizable ass. Covering her arms were a pair of raven opera gloves, armored in finger-less gauntlets, and covering her legs were raven stockings reaching the thigh and a pair of black, thigh high, flat sole boots. She is grasping a spear and has a satchel on her. She wore a bored expression on her face.

I sat on top of a sturdy branch, straddling it as I laid back against the main trunk. I brushed the bangs of my raven hair off of my face as the breeze passes by. I scan to the left of the branch and see more tree trunks with the ground coated in leaves of varying colors.

Nothing, I thought. With the queen having recently acquired her husband, the others and I have started to sharpen our senses. Now, any lone men are fair game. I glanced at my satchel, remembering the contents of it. In there was a weresheep wool blanket for quick naps, a jug of alrune nectar, and a bottle of holstaur milk.

My mind soon began to visualize the branch I was on as a cute submissive man. I was mounting him. However, I snapped back into reality after the breif fantasy. I groanedandcontinued my patrol.

It was a while later when I spotted a figure to my right, which later revealed itself to be a girl. No, wait, a man! He has short, brown, messy hair that would normally appear on top of a woman. He is wearing a small coat and khaki pants on his slender frame. He carries a small pack on his back and wears a nervous expression on his face as he observes his surroundings, neglecting to search above himself.

Something stirred within me. He looked even better than the man I dreamt up earlier. Just looking at him is enough to get me drooling with both pairs of my lips. I silently got up and moved into position to strike, planning out how to take him down. I finally finish my mental preparations and prepare to pounce my future husband.

Suddenly, an arrow pierced his backside, knocking him forward. He yelped out in pain, despite the attack not drawing blood. Surprised, my eyes quickly dart opposite of the path of the arrow to find its origin. Soon, I spot the culprit.

She is a centaur with white hair and fur. She wears a white toga, covering up her breasts and pussy, with a quiver strapped on her human back and holds a long bow in her hand. She moves in on her target, planning to steal away my husband to be.

I quickly jump in her path with the spear pointed towards her. She immediately halts and then pulls an arrow from her quiver. I side step, preparing to my attack on the centaur. She draws and then looses and arrow at me. I swiftly dodge the arrow, with the aide of my wings, and charge towards her. She responds by loosing a salvo of arrows at me. I take evasive maneuvers as I close in on my target when a bolt struck me in the wing. I rapidly descend and roll out of her vision, concealing myself in the branches of forest. She scans her surroundings for me. I create a diversion by dropping a palm-sized rock into a pile of leaves. At first, she stares at the direction of the sound and then moves in to inspect it.

Big mistake

I deftly lunge towards her with my spear and penetrate her side. She yells out in pain and, paralyzed by the venom of my spear, stops in her tracks. I extract my spear from the centaur's body, leaving no bloody wound, and move to where my prey is.

Or was.

It appears that the skirmish with the centaur gave him ample time to escape, leaving only the arrow and his silhouette in the leaves. Fortunately, I sense his spilled spirit energy from the centaur's arrow. I immediately begin follow the trail of spirit energy. During my pursuit for him, I savor the scent of his spirit energy.

Sweet and creamy, never becoming sickening to taste, along with a hint of savoriness

I finally spot him when I find that he is severely fatigued and on the ground. With him, I spot a woman with pale skin and long black hair looking down at him. She appears to be wearing a kimono and is holding a pink katana in her arms. I immediately shout, earning the attention of the undead whore and my future husband. The woman and I swiftly advance towards each other, weapons readied. As soon as we got close enough, I thrusted my spear at her. She, however, deftly dodges my attack and prepares to slash at me. I manage to block that attack with the handle of my spear. We both back off, side stepping around each other, locking us in a circle. Soon, we reengage in combat. I quickly realized that her swordsmanship was superior to my skills with the spear. I managed to disengage from the fight to attempt to stab her at range. However, she closed in on me, driving my spear into the ground, disarming me. I suffer a few grazing blows, but a I mange to scale up to the higher branches of a tree.

She stares at me before falsely concluding that I have given up on the man. She then sheathes her sword and calmly walks towards him, who has manage to crawl a few steps away from his initial position when I found him. I quickly yet carefully take out the weresheep wool blanket and spread it out. I then hover from tree branch to tree branch in pursuit of the woman. I then deftly spring behind her and swiftly wrap her up with the blanket. I then hum a lullaby, sending the swordswoman into a deep sleep, and gently send her into a deep sleep. I then continue my path towards my prey.

As I got closer and closer to him, I noticed that he was next to a bright pink flower. I take a closer look at him, I notice that he has recover to the point where he could stand, albeit he was slouched over. Also, he was now wearing a pair of earmuffs. As soon as I realized what his plan was, he uprooted the Mandragora.

When I regained my mind, I saw a terrified Mandragora curled, shivering and whimpering. However, the man was nowhere in sight. I groaned and began to get up when I noticed that my body was sore all over. I then spotted another peculiar occurrence. The undead swordswoman was out of the blanket, which I later spotted to be cast aside, and impaled with my spear. Seeing that she is paralyzed, I shoot her a smug look and recover my spear and my blanket and try to find a lead on his trail. After searching for a while, I pickup on his scent again. I proceed follow the direction of the scent with haste.

Soon the bright blue sky becomes navy as the day becomes night. I almost abandon the trail as it gets lighter and lighter until I spot a glow in the distance. I silently head towards the amber light until I can clearly see the fire with the man tending to it. He looks like he has recovered from most his past injuries today. Due to this, I take extra caution when attacking him. I hover up on top of the tree branches and hover over to another branch, getting closer and closer until I stop on nearby branch that still conceals me in darkness. I wait until he moves into a more vulnerable position. After awhile, he finally sits down with his back towards me. I ready my spear and prepare to strike. After a few reassuring breaths, I aim my spear and hurl it at him.

Direct Hit!

He is knocked down, unable to move and leaking his spirit energy. I hover down and bask in his freshly spilt spirit energy before moving in on him. I piece him with the stinger from my abdomen, injecting my venom into him. I remove the spear from his back and direct his face towards mine. After adjusting a bang that was previously obstructing my view, I take a closer look at his face. There I see the features of his face more clearly.

His eyes are a bright blue adorned with full lashes, he has many small freckles decorating his face and presumably his body, he has a button nose and a round chin like a girl's. Tears are streaming from his blushing face as he looks at me with his eyes filled with pure terror. I would have believed that I ambushed a girl If it wasn't for the fact that he was pitching a tent in his pants.

I stripped him and had sex with him and later took him back to the nest.

Note: I actually made a more nsfw version that I posted on tumblr. you can find it if you search "bobruffainswwyd" there.