User blog:JustAlex93/One Boy and his Flare Gun in Monster Girl World Ch. 2

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One Boy and his Flare Gun in Monster Girl World

by JustAlex93

Chapter 2: First Day
When the light faded after he walked into the rift, Baptiste found himself on a beaten pathway near a large forested area. A beaten pathway means that civilization might be ahead. With that, he began to walk down the pathway, with no way of telling where he might end up heading to, and who he might end up meeting.

As he walked down the pathway, he took out the Monster Girl Encyclopedia from his canvas bag, and began reading through it. He raised an eyebrow at how monster girls would seek out human men to copulate with, and that there are cases in which human women are turned into monsters themselves. True to Batsheba's word, monster girls come in different shapes and sizes.

Some are friendly, he noted, but others are not so much towards humans, especially un-monsterized Elves. He also read that monster girls would never try to copulate with anybody under the age of 16, unless they are desperate enough for a mate to do so.

After about a few hours of walking, he stopped on the side of the pathway and set up camp for the night. As he had some food heating up over the campfire he made, Baptiste continued reading the Monster Girl Encyclopedia, learning about the world and its workings through it.

Having read up on the Order of the Chief God, a major religion and world power with anti-monster ideologies worshiping the so-called "Chief God", he thought, "I would not be surprised if they see atheists as heretics for not believing in any god. Perhaps they might also be something like the Vatican during the dark ages in regards to clerical corruption caused by greed and pride."

It was after he ate his dinner that he would rest for the night, not knowing what would unfold for him tomorrow. The next morning, he woke up and crawled out of his tent to the beautiful sight of a sunrise. Seeing it brought a foreign, yet reassuring warmth to his heart, and it caused him to give a small smile. This was because back when he was with the other children, they were never allowed to even leave the building at all when they're not training. To see the sun rise, even in a foreign world where monster girls exist, is truly something special for Baptiste to experience. He would never forget it as long as he lived.

After breakfast, he continued down the beaten pathway, eventually coming upon a village within a couple of hours. As he went through it, he noticed that it is populated by both humans and monster girls with animal traits. Some of the villagers were giving him odd looks, which he attributed to his clothes and his canvas bag, having noticed that the people wear clothes that one would see in medieval times.

Just then, two children about his age, a boy and a girl, ran by, playing chase with each other as they noticed Baptiste. They stopped, before they went up to him, and asked, "Hey, would you like to play with us?"

He shook his head, at which the children then left, even as the girl remarked, "This guy feels like he's a grown-up with no time to have fun at all..."

Baptiste frowned at the remark, as he had been forced to grow up mentally during his time in the base of the anti-government terrorists. However, he knows that he is still a child, and at the same time, it's unhealthy to keep the emotions of pain and misery that he felt during that time bottled up. He needed a way to release them, and soon. Otherwise, he might become emotionally unstable and potentially have a terrible breakdown if something goes wrong.

He was taken out of his thoughts when he hears a commition of some kind nearby, and he went to investigate. He soon came upon the source of the commition; a man strangling a harpy-looking monster girl with golden wings and gorgeous looks. Nearby on the ground is a sitar-like instrument.

"If I remember correctly," thought Baptiste as he assessed the situation, "That is a Gandharva, a harpy sub-species known for their sweet melodies, fragrance, and alluring beauty. Loyal to Eros the Goddess of Love. Looks like that man over there is abusing her. I know that I was taught to never target civilians, but I suppose that I can make a few exceptions..."

With that, he takes out his Kampfpistole RD-6, which has some stun baton rounds loaded in its rotary drum. He takes aim, and pulled the trigger, firing it. The stun baton projectile hits the man in the head, disorienting him and making him release his hold on the Gandharva. But, Baptiste wasn't done just yet! He ran up to the abuser, and gave him a hard punch to the gut, causing him to double over, before Baptiste lands an uppercut in the chin, sending the miscreant onto the ground. For good measure, he gives the abuser a kick in the groin.

"Aaaaagh, by the GODS! Why would you do that?!" cried the abuser in pain as he clutched his groin in agony.

Baptiste answered coldly with an intimidating glare, "Because people like you disgust me. You should thank your lucky stars that I wasn't aiming for any killing blows. Now, as soon as you can get up on your feet, shove off. Don't ever let me catch you abusing another female like that again, or I won't be so merciful. YOU GOT THAT?"

Fearfully, the abuser nodded, before he shakily gets up on his feet and limped off, even while Baptiste gave a snort of disapproval.

He then turned to the Gandharva, and helped her up while asking her, "You're not too badly hurt by that disgraceful man, are you?"

She shook her head and replied, "No, I wasn't. Thanks for saving me, though," as she then wrapped her wings around him in a grateful hug.

Baptiste flinched at the contact at first, but relaxed, as he felt a comforting feeling from the Gandharva's feathery embrace. He also began to smell her fragrance that wafts off of her, further relaxing him and causing him to feel a pleasant warmth flow throughout his body as he lets out a contented sigh. Before he knew it, he returned the embrace, making her give a lighthearted giggle.

"Awww," she cooed while gently rubbing Baptiste's head, "Despite that attitude earlier, he's still just a little kid. And he's a hugger, too. Too adorable!"

She then noticed him closing his eyes and dozing off, still embracing her, making her smile widen further, remarking, "The poor little fellow, he fell asleep. I'll bring him to my home so that he'll have someplace to rest."

Hours later, Baptiste woke up with a yawn, stretching his arms. The last thing he remembered was beating that Gandharva's ex-boyfriend, and then getting hugged by her, also feeling that warmth, which made him fall asleep in her wings. Never had he slept so fitfully in all of his life.

He then realized that he is in a house, in a large, bird-like nest. He then turned to see the Gandharva smiling at him as she asks him, "Did you sleep well, child?"

Baptiste replied stoically with a nod, "I have, thank you kindly for asking. I had never slept so fitfully in all my life, not since..."

"Not since what," the Gandharva asked, at which he replied, "It's a long story. Along with that, I never got your name."

She smiled at him, as she replied, "My name is Riya," before she asks, "What is yours?"

"Baptiste," he replied simply, still maintaining that stoic demeanor, "Bringing me here to your home to rest is appreciated. Your embrace, along with your scent, had a soothing effect that I ended up falling asleep."

Riya giggled at the remark, before asking him, "By the way, what was that thing you used that shot a projectile that stunned my ex-boyfriend?"

Knowing what she is referring to, Baptiste took out his Kampfpistole RD-6 for Riya to see, as she looked upon it with curiosity.

"This is the Kampfpistole RD-6," explained Baptiste, "A six-shot flare pistol that fires a wide variety of munitions, both lethal and non-lethal, and especially signal flares. I fired a stun baton round at that disgraceful pig."

"Where do you get a device like that," the Gandharva.

He replied, "It's a long story, and it's not for the faint of heart, so I would recommend getting comfortable."

Riya listened on as Baptiste explained his past, of how he's an orphan, who along with many other children like himself, were taken in by a ruthless group of terrorists to be trained as child soldiers for a massive coup d'etat. She became mortified as he explained of the extensive and hellacious training that he and those poor children were forced through, such as weapons usage, survival, pain tolerance, martial arts, strategy, and the like. Any mistakes made would be punished by physical abuse. Baptiste evidenced this by showing her his backside, which had multiple scars on it.

Riya thought, "To be forced through extensive training, and be physically punished for making any mistakes...It's just not right! No child should ever have to go through such horrific things! Those...those...bullies! They forced poor Baptiste and those other children to grow up too quickly, never allowing them a proper childhood! Wait till I get my talons on them!"

Baptiste continued his story, as how a law-abiding infiltrator within the terrorists' group, had secretly gathered evidence and brought it back to the authorities, resulting in a raid on the terrorists' base of operations. Baptiste fled while the children were humanely incapacitated while the terrorists were either killed or captured. Going into a forest near the base, Baptiste would come to meet a lilim named Batsheba, who offered him a new chance at life in the world of the monster girls.

"So that's how he came here," thought Riya with awe, "To think that one of the daughters of the Demon Lord herself had sent him here to our world!"

"So, now you know," replied Baptiste. Just as he said this, he once again felt the feathery wings of Riya wrapping around him in a loving kind of embrace, along with her gently rubbing the back of his head. He also began smelling Riya's pleasant fragrance again.

He began to have conflicting thoughts on how he ought to react. Does he politely decline, or return it.

That was, until he heard her voice coo to him, "It's okay, you can let it out, Baptiste. It's not healthy to bottle up the pain and misery you felt from back then. You won't have to deal with those people anymore."

To finally be given license to let out the negative emotions he had felt from his time in the base of those damnable terrorists and bottled up to not look weak to others...He began opening the doors to his emotions, even as he started to tear up.

Noticing this, Riya whispers to him, "You can cry, Baptiste. I won't judge you for it."

Those were the words he had waiting to hear, and touched by her kindness, he puts his arms around Riya, and began to sob freely into her bountiful chest. She hummed a reassuring tune while gently rubbing the back of his head, slowing rocking him side to side. After a while, he stops crying, with his catharsis having finished.

(WARNING: INCOMING LEMON SCENE! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!)

He looked up at the kindly smiling face of Riya, even as her fragrance became more intense the more that he smelled it. The pleasant warmth began to generate some feelings within Baptiste, feelings of desire, indicated by an erection. Seeing this, Riya licked her lips as she pulled his pants and undergarments down, revealing his penis.

"Now, I am going to put your shaft between my breasts," said Riya, at which he nodded.

"Good," she said with a lustful smile, as she then engulfed his penis with her large, bountiful breasts. She began to slowly move her luscious orbs up and down on his shaft, making him moan softly at the smooth, pleasurable sensation on his private part.

"It feels good, Riya~," he moaned out, as he bucked his hips a little at the Gandharva's ministrations.

Giggling at this, she asks Baptiste seductively, "Would you like for me to make it feel even better, my little darling~?"

Baptiste could only nod while drooling a little, as Riya then drooled a little onto her breasts, while moving them in alternating directions at an increasing pace.

Eventually, he moaned out in a rather high pitched tone, "Haah~, R-R-Riya, I'm going to...going to..."

"Just let it out, Baptiste, it will feel great when you do~," she cooed as she intensified her ministrations further, before Baptiste lets out a loud, pleasured cry as he went into the first orgasm of his life, with his semen spurting out like a fountain and spattering onto her breasts.

Baptiste panted as Riya licked up his semen off of her chest, remarking, "That was good, Baptiste~."

"Thank you, I guess," replied Baptiste, even as she giggled before asking him, "This is your first time doing sexual stuff, is it not? Well, I'll make your first time very special~."

Just as she said this, she adjusted herself so that she is on the bottom and him on top, along with his still twitching penis positioned at where her vulva is located.

"What you do from here," she explains, "Is to push your shaft in and out of my entrance. You'll go faster when I tell you to. Sounds simple, doesn't it~?"

Baptiste nodded, before he then straddled Riya, and pushed his penis into her entrance, causing the both of them to moan at the heat occurring from the contact between their private parts. He then began to pull out and push back in at a slow pace, to get used to the feeling of thrusting into a female's privates.

As time went on, Baptiste increased the pace of his thrusting whenever Riya asked him to go faster. Eventually, he was thrusting so hard and fast into her vagina, that the two of them were approaching orgasm.

"R-R-Riya...It's...It's coming again~!!" he moaned out as he held tightly to the Gandharva, thrusting in her as deep as he could manage.

She moaned back, "Do it...in...MEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!"

The two of them cried out as they reached orgasm, with Baptiste shooting strings of semen into her vagina, even as Riya gushed out her vaginal fluids, which mix with his semen. Afterwards, the two panted, even as beads of sweat rolled down their skin. Riya looked down on Baptiste with a loving smile, even as he looked up at her with what appears to be a genuine smile.

(LEMON SCENE END)

"How did all this feel, Baptiste?" she asked him kindly.

He replied with what sounds to be happiness in his tone, "It felt extraordinary. I had never felt so great in my life, even though we had only just met. I should thank you, for helping me to feel positive emotions again. I don't want to forget this moment, ever."

"Neither do I, darling," nodded Riya, as she and Baptiste then shared a tender kiss, full on the lips. After a while of kissing, the two separated from each other's lips, as they looked on each other with loving eyes.

"Baptiste," she started with a gentle tone, "Would you like me to sing you to sleep?"

He nodded and replied, "I would like that very much, Riya."

Just then, Riya began to sing a gentle lullaby while holding Baptiste close and slowly rocking him from side to side, even as he puts his arms around her, slowly closing his eyes as the song lulled him into a peaceful slumber.

When she finished singing and saw that Baptiste had fallen asleep, she giggled lightly while continuing to gently rock his sleeping form.

"Rest well, Baptiste," she cooed as she plants a gentle kiss on his forehead, "I'll be here for you."

She too eventually fell asleep, still holding on to Baptiste in her golden, feathery wings as the two of them dreamed sweet dreams.

Chapter 2 End