User blog comment:SPARTAN-047/Monster Girl Fan Fiction Archive/@comment-27459665-20151230214603/@comment-28935784-20151231152720

Yes. As I keep finding new stories and receiving others' input about more stories like the one you've linked, I'll continuously update the blog. No worries. :)

I didn't find that story, so thanks. So far I've had a habit of searching for my favourite MGs or authors and then adding them. Not much interested in dark slimes, so I didn't search for that. I'm not that interested in vampires either, but my favourite authors put up good pieces for them, so they're linked. I habitually tend to link stories which I like, so the list is quite incomplete. Altom41 suggested the Laska and Me series, for example. I haven't read it due to lack of sex scenes, but as others have said they liked it, it's been added.

If you happen to find more stories you like, do let me know.

In the Scylla tale by Penywise, he's probably hinting at a transformation by rape in some paragraphs, although the scylla isn't mentioned anywhere.

The town was in an uproar today. The mayor’s daughter, whilst out on a seaside stroll was ravished by a beast. '''I also found sand in my shoes. I hope the two aren’t related.''' I’d heard the news in the town square buying meats to store away in that enchanted icebox of mine. Apparently the mayor had called for a paladin and priest. Rumours say she’d come back, belly gravid with seed as though she were already months pregnant, with tail newly spawned and fresh nubs of horn. People are agitated. I recall a similar situation. It ended with a public lynching. Even as I write, I hear the hiss of the blacksmith sharpening blades. I would poke my head outside to observe, but I fear the attention that may bring.

Some of the other parts are confusing, though. I think I get you. The whole story isn't quite clear to me either. I've put it in that category because of the title.

Upon returning, I found the figure from before waiting by my door. It was tapping its foot and looking around nervously. Something under its robes shifted upon seeing me, and it took a step forward before seemingly remembering that it had been left out in the open for so long. I seemed angry at that. I let her in, and offered her tea. '''I say her now, because upon removing the robe, I saw wings, horns, tail, and the face of the girl from my dream. It would seem she were pregnant. It didn’t really surprise me, I mean, I did bloat her with my cum.''' I said as much and asked her, “So? What do you want?”