User blog:Ore-samma/My Medusa (No lewd)

Hello Fans, Ore-Samma here!

The idea for this one-shot came from this forum post, and the mamono is for a fan of mine!

https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000068182

I hope you like it. I think it's a very sweet and romantic one.

Here's hoping you might like it too, and leave a comment.

Ever your Servant-

Ore-Samma

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I sighed, looking at the unfortunate coastal village getting larger as our pirate ship was getting closer.

Well, maybe not our pirate ship. I mean, does a captured sailor locked in a cage being taken to the slavery market really own anything?

“Stand to! We need supplies and more slaves to sell at the market! This town looks ripe for the picking!” The Boatswain cried out, garnering a massive cheer from the crew.

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“Filthy scum!” the lieutenant coughed from next to me.

“Easy Jones.” I muttered, giving him my last spoonful of water. “You have to hold out until we can get you serious medical aid.”

Arman Jones coughed after his swallow. “Johnny, you’re over dramatic. This is just a minor wound.” He said with an unconvincing grin.

I shook my head and sighed. “Pardon me, Jones, gonna plug your ears. I don’t think the cannon fire is gonna help that blow on your head.” I finished by putting a small amount of beeswax in his ears and just finished mine when the flash of cannon fire  erupted the early morning.

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I watched the town spring to life, and villagers started to flee inland. The pirates, confident in their victory ran their triple mast galley aground and bounded off the sides with ropes, swords, muskets and nets.

“Easy Jones,” I murmured as he was jarred violently from the sudden stop and was puking. His head injury must have been severe. I removed the wax from our ears and sighed a silent prayer to the unfortunate souls in the village.

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“Ooooh! Look at this one! Both of them!” A voice called out, making me look.

“Uh oh.” It was a Kraken! I tried to straighten in the cage and in spite of my current situation, I had to laugh.

The pirates were the unfortunate ones. They somehow had the devil’s luck and tried to raid a mamono village of sea-dwelling mamono. Poor fools.

I looked up to the Kraken who was already commanding her host of soldiers, securing the crew left behind and the supplies.

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“Ladies, cut the topsail, we can repair it later!” She barked. “Scuttle the rudder and throw down all anchors! These scoundrels are not getting away!”

“My lady.” I called out, tapping one of her tentacles that was close enough.

“Oh my! Such manners!” She said, turning to me. “Yes, what is it, boy?” She finished with an almost sneer.

“My lady, please. Do you have anyone who could help my crewmate? He is gravely injured. Please?”

She shuffled closer and looked at Jones who tried to shake his head.

“My! My!” She huffed and her tentacles rushed around the cage Jones and I were locked in, and tore it apart with a loud screech of metal. She brought her fingers to her mouth and gave a piercing whistle. “Bonny! Over here now! This one needs you, and isn’t long for this world!”

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A loud splash sounded, and a flash of motion caught my eye. The Kraken extended her tentacles and caught a beautiful Mermaid-type mamono and set her down next to Jones.

“No, boy! No!” Jones protested.

“Quiet!” I said, in perfect unison with the Kraken. We shared a glance and she placed her hand to her mouth and gave a slight giggle. “Oh! You’re gonna fetch a good price you are.” She said, wrapping a single tentacle around my leg.

I shrugged. “That’s what the pirates said. You don’t have to do that, you know.” I said looking at her tentacle. “This is an island, and you’ve already cut off all escape.”

The Kraken gave a laugh and nodded. “Very well, boy! I shall be back for you.” She said and continued to direct the efforts of her sea minions.

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“Good sir, please take this potion.” The beautiful mer-lady said, holding an opened bottle.

“Get that away from me!” Jones said, swatting at the bottle. The exertion caused his headwound to flow as if fresh and I could see blood pour from his eyes and nose.

“Please! Oh! Good sir! You are dying!” She cried out.

“Then let me die!” Jones spat! Still failing.

“Sorry Lieutenant!” I said, holding his arms and nodded to the Mer-lady. “Force him! Quick!”

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The lady looked torn, she took a measure of the potion in her mouth and kissed Jones, and I saw  his throat move as he swallowed the potion.

“No! NO!” Jones cried out! “Boy! Let me go! Let me -umpf!”

The mer-lady stroked his head as she force fed him mouthful after mouthful of potion. “Shhh, sssshhh. Dear husband!” She said in-between mouthfuls. “Sleep….rest….sleep...I love you...shhhh.”

I sighed, seeing the blood slow, then stop, and Jones started to take the mer-lady in his arms and responded to her kiss.

“Thank goodness.” I breathed, glad that Jones survived. I stood and stretched my aching body. I had been in a cramped sitting position for days now, in the blistering sun thanks to the pirate scum that were now getting their just rewards. Being tied up, chained, and having bags placed over their heads.

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“Huh? Your crew isn't taking them as husbands?” I said as I reached the Kraken’s side.

She regarded me with a scandalous look. “You’re mighty bold to think that you can talk to me so casually, young pup!” She said with a scoff. “I think I need to take back  my comment about your good manners.” She crossed her arms and snorted. “If you must know, my followers are all married except Lilly, my personal Sea Bishop.” She glanced over, watching Lilly stroke Jones’ hair and kiss his forehead as he slept. “Ah… well…. I suppose that just changed.” She looked back at me. “This town is part of my kingdom, and we trade in husbands.” She smacked her hand and a few of her tentacles on my back. “Cheer up, boy! You’re going to market!”

“Oh goody….” I mumbled just as a bag was shoved on my head.

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(pov shift)

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I moved amongst the tied up men Lady Karen brought.

''Pffft! They were all too old, and too rough-looking! Why did that blasted Kraken always gave her ragtag group that she so haughtily thought of as ‘her kingdom’ the choice men?''

“Ugh! Too old, too smelly, too fat, too short, too old, too old, too grizzled, too much body hair, missing an arm, missing a leg….” I muttered as I passed by the line.

''This was hopeless! Hopeless! Did I have to move away from the coast to find at least one decent man? And why did high-and-mighty Karen have to do auction prices?''

I glanced at the gathered mamono. ''At least most of them were from the Orc and Harpy tribes. They won’t have too much money. So, maybe…. Just maybe…. What am I thinking? As if I wanted to bid and buy a man from this crop…. Sheesh.''

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I stopped cold and noticed one of the men sitting in the corner.

“Move please! Move please! Move please!” I said shoving the men who were still bagged and tied  out of my way, petrifying those that thought themselves cute, or some kind of hero.

''There! This man!'' I edged closer. ''He was tall! His long blonde hair showed from under his bag, his body was certainly younger, and more muscular than any here…. He had all his arms, legs, hands, fingers and toes….wasn’t fat….''

“You there!” I barked, whipping my tail against his shoulder to get his attention. “I command you to close your eyes and open your mouth!”

“Excuse me?”

''By all Mamono! Even his voice was sweet! Well… I mean, it could be sweeter. He could at least have the decency to submit to my request and all, It’s not like I- What am I thinking? I am the one in charge here!''

“You heard me!” I hissed and whipped my tail a little harder.

“Hey! No violence on the property!” Joanne cried out; Karen’s Merrow auctioneer. She turned to the man and poked him with her trident. “Do as the lady says!” She said in a calm voice, lifting his bag to make sure. She looked to me and nodded.

“Hmpf!” I snorted and petrified the man, and lifted the bag from his head.

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''Oh wow…. He was… well it’s not like he was perfect. I mean, he had all his teeth, and his hair was as thick and blonde as Holstaur butter… but it wasn't the right shade of blonde! It had to be… maybe a little more…. Well who cares about silly details like stunning white teeth, goldenflax hair that was as thick as…. But even still! I couldn’t see his eyes, so they might be the wrong color, you know? And besides-''

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“Time’s up.” The Merrow said, placing the bag back on.

“Well- yeah! I got tired of looking at his stupid face anyway!” I huffed. “I hope that you have other specimens that are better than this one! He would hardly do!”

The Merrow chuckled and shook her head. “Nope- sorry! What you see is what you get.”

“It’s any wonder that you stay in business! Pirates make for poor mates anyway-”

“-How do you know?” The merrow said guffawing. “Do you have a mate who was a pirate?”

“D-don’t be- Don’t be ridiculous! Of course not! Everyone knows that pirates make for poor mates! I don’t need to stand here and tell you- what I mean to say is-”

“-Is that why your face is turning red?”

“My face isn’t red!” I cried out “There’s too much sun here! My skin burns easily! You know that! I - oooh! Hmph!” I scoffed as I moved on, feeling my heart beat like never before. “Stop it! Stop it!” I hissed at my bothersome hair snakes, that kept trying to reach for the young… handsome…. Not-so-perfect male….

“Ugh, he’s not perfect. But he will do.” I sighed. I stopped and immediately rushed back. “Say, what order is the… uh.”

The merrow laughed and laughed, tapping on the sign on him that had the number 1 on it. “Him? He’s gonna be first on the block!”

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''No! No! That can’t be! He had to be last!''

I glanced about- no one was around. I looked at Joanne and whispered. “I don’t think so.”

“What are-”

I quickly wrapped my coils around Joanne, gritting my teeth against the enormous pain it brought and started to wag my tail and extended my power. My snakes started in on the motion and I concentrated.

“''You will place this man dead last on the auction block. You will encourage all present to spend their money on food, drinks, wine and their bids to drain them. I command you!''” I hissed, followed by the hisses of my snakes.

“I obey.” Joanne said in a monotone voice.

I moved off, watching Joanne come to and merrily take off the sign from the… well… less-than-adaquate-but-acceptable male and place it on the fat pirate. She swapped the numbers and I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Well, it’s not like I needed to do that.” I muttered, “I mean- if I am  just gonna settle for the bottom of the barrel, I might as well get the best of the bottom of the barrel.”

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I had no idea how to measure the time between when the bag was placed on my head, to when it was taken off.

The only thing that was unique during the bag was on my head was being bossed around by two mamono. One wanted me to open my mouth and close  my eye for some stupid reason… man, was I glad that they didn’t pull off the kind of stupid things the pirates have, while the other was the auctioneer.

“Hey!” I said after the fifth person was sold. “Thought you said I was gonna go first? I’m sick of this bag.”

A voice laughed and suddenly spoke in an alarming monotone. “''I will place you dead last on the auction block. I will encourage all present to spend their money on food, drinks, wine and their bids to drain them. I obey.''”

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“Huh? That sounds like hypnosis control. Are you okay?”

“Nevermind that, don’t know what you’re talking about!” The voice said with her voice suddenly normal and full of energy. I felt a small shove on my shoulder. “Wait your turn. You’ll be someone’s mate soon enough!”

Well, at least the auction market was a rousing success if the squeals, laughter, and excited voices were to be any indication.

At last the bag was removed off my head, and the collected crowd drew a gasp and immediately began squabbling amongst themselves.

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“A Navy Corpsman! A healer! And look at that youthful visage! Why, practically guaranteed to be fertile with many, many years ahead of him!”

I sighed, how did they know I was the Navy ship’s Corpsman?….Jones…. It had to have been Jones...well, so much for loyalty. I save the man’s life, and I was now the main event of today’s market.

“Look at that hair! Nice and thick. Look at these teeth!” She hollered while squishing my cheeks together. “Bright green eyes! And standing at six foot two!” She nodded to a Red Oni who stepped beside me-

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“And best of all!”

*Fwwomp!*

-No she didn't’.... She did not!

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“Look at the size of him!” She screeched out in an exaggerated crow, as the Red Oni was swinging my pants above her head and threw it to the frenzied crowd that had to be restrained from charging the auction block.

The pink haired mamono raised her hands. “I hear one coin! -one coin! Do I hear two? Two! How about five? Five coins to the Orc with the nicked hear, do I hear seven? Seven? Common ladies, the man is longer than seven coins- wider than one- and thicker than three stacked together! Seven! Right over there- three harpies pooling their money! Do I have twelve? Twelve coin? Twelve! How about fifteen? Fifteen, right over there! How about twenty? Twenty? Anyone want to bid twenty?”

“Twenty one!” A voice that was familiar called out. I looked, it was a medusa…. great….

“Twenty coin! Do I hear twenty three? No? Twenty three? Okay, twenty two?”

“Twenty two!” A centaur called out.

“Twenty two! Do I hear twenty three?”

“I bid three coins!” A voice called out, drawing a collected laughter at a holstaur.

“Sorry Bessie! The bid is at twenty three coins.”

“Oh...” Bessie mooed and wandered off, again to a few chuckles.

“Twenty three coins!” The medusa called out and glared at the centaur.

“Thirty!” The centar yelled, her face now red.

“Sixty!” The Medusa screamed back! Her face purple.

“Sixty coins! Do you want to counter, Lady Sora?”

The Centaur shook her head and her tail whipped to the side.

“Sixty coins! A new record at this auction block! Going once! Going twice!” She brought her gavel down. “SOLD!”

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Great, sold to a medusa.

The Red Oni pulled back from the block, and into the auction office and I was given a different pair of pants.

The Medusa entered the office and handed over a bag that clinked. “Here it is.”

“And here he is! Have a wonderful day, and an even more wonderful night!” The Red Oni said with a smirk.

“Oh please! It’s not like I- And besides it's not- Oh! Just mind your own business!” She leveled her gaze to me. “Come with me!”

I sighed and followed. As we moved through the streets several other mamono and their husbands called out to the medusa.

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“Hey! Carla! You finally got a mate? Congratulations!”

“Shut it!”

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This exchange continued, but I ignored the jeers and her come-backs….. something was off about her motions. I looked closer…. She was injured somewhere… something was wrong with her muscles.

We entered her house and she let go of the chain that connected to my wrist shackles.

“I don’t mean to sound direct.” I said, holding up my hands. “But could you undo these? My wrists hurt.”

Carla seemed started but quickly huffed. “I suppose. I mean- it’s not like you’re going to get away being on this island and all.” She slithered closer, and I saw it again; she was injured somewhere.... wait.... could it be?

I sighed as the iron cuffs were released and rubbed my wrists. “Kinda friendly, aren’t they?” I said as the snakes were stroking their heads against my face, chest, and burying themselves in my hair.

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“Hmpf! They do what they want, it’s not like I can control them.” She moved away, again in this strange motion. “I suppose I’ll have to keep you fed, and… and stuff… soon I’ll need to put you to work… you were far too pricey for your worth and-”

“Hey, are you okay?” I said in a low voice.

Carla startled. “Wh-what are you talking about?”

I stepped closer and gestured with my hand over a certain part of her tail where her major organs were. “Here, this part is extremely painful to you. What happened?”

Carla shook her head. “I- I- don’t know what you’re talking about. Stop it!” She hissed to the snakes that were shaking their heads, disagreeing with her. I stepped closer and one of them wrapped around my arm and brought my hand to a certain spot that was burning hot.

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“Oh wow…. This is bad.” I breathed.

“It’s nothing! It’s just a small strain- nothing more.” She said, her voice quivering. “Stop it!” She screeched and I felt my arm go stiff like stone.

The snake that was around my arm immediately faced Carla and hissed, baring its fangs.

“Looks like your snakes want me to help you…. And truth be told… I think you do too!” I said in a calm voice as I stood up, my arm held out at an absurd angle.

Carla shook her head, and turned away. “You’re mistaken.”

I started to stroke some of the snake’s heads that were beginning to nuzzle their nose to my cheek as if they were giving me kisses.

“Please, let me ease your pain.” I whispered stepping close behind Carla and placing my fingers on her shoulder. “You’re in so much pain. That much is clear.”

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''How did he know? By all mamono! How did he know?''

I shook my head again and wiggled my shoulders to get his non petrified hand off me. Just because he was so gentle, and just because his voice was so soft didn’t mean I liked him!

“Do that again, and I’ll petrify your other arm!” I hissed.

My snakes immediately stopped nuzzling him and gathered in front of my face and hissed in unison. “Don’t think I won’t deal with you in the same way!” I hissed back.

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My snakes weren’t fooled, they knew they couldn’t be touched by my power and hissed again, more savagely, their fangs dripping venom. I heard the barest telepathic communication from their collective mind.

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 'We are sick of this pain! You are too! You will stop this nonsense!' 

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I sniffed and limped over to the couch. “Fine. It only hurts a little… its not like you can do anything about it.” I said, glancing at the empty healing potions strewn about.

“Oh, I think I can. By the way, my name is Johnny.”

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I felt a crash in my stomach. ''I didn’t even know his name. By all mamono, what a stupid name! Why couldn’t he be named…. Uh…. well…. Anything other than Johnny!''

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“Carla.” I said in a low voice…. But Johnny just shook his head.

“If you want me to call you Carla, then you have to call me John.” ''He said with his stupid smile… well.. Maybe it wasn’t stupid… why did he say that anyway?''

“What are you talking about?” I said in a huff.

Johnny looked up, and I followed his gaze.

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“Caroline.” He said as I glanced at my framed picture with my mother and father, that also had our names on it. “It’s such a beautiful name, I don’t think I could call you anything else.”

“Hey! You weren’t supposed to see that!” I cried out!

“Well, let’s see what’s going on.” Johnny said looking at the spot on my tail.

He placed his hand on the spot, and I felt a sudden shock of pain, that throbbed with my heartbeat.

“Hey, can you let my other arm free?” He said with that….. Handsome…. Devilish smile….

“I-I-suppose so.” I stammered. ''It’s not that he was so gentle and so handsome. It was just a long day, and I’m so tired…. Tired of being alone…. Tired of being in so much pain.''

“Aaah...” Johnny sighed and stood and slipped behind me on the couch and wrapped his arms around my shoulders and chest. “Here, before I fix what’s hurting you…. Let me just hold you for a moment.” He breathed in my ear, causing my snakes and me to shiver.

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“Maybe your breath stinks.” I said, feeling my voice flutter.

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“Maybe you can rest easy in my arms, and stop pretending to be so strong…. Maybe you can realize that you have a beautiful heart…. And maybe you can surrender to what your heart is telling you.”

“Oh? And what is that?”

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Johnny didn’t answer, he just moved his stupid…. His strong hands to my shoulders and began to massage them. My snakes all seemed to breathe a collective sigh and rested among my shoulders for the first time that I could remember.

They cooed and purred and some of them even fell asleep.

After a moment, I felt one of Johnny’s hands cup my chin, he shifted and brought me to turn my face.

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“Maybe, you were hurting because your heart was so lonely… that your heart was broken.” He whispered and brought his lips to mine.

''That was silly! That was insane! Hey wait….''

“....It’s gone….” I whispered. “It no longer hurts.” I felt my eyes well with tears as the large part of my tail finally seemed to relax, spreading a warmpth I had not known in I don’t know how long.

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“Oh! Oh!” I cried out in Johnny’s arms, sobbing into his….strong...manly chest…. Feeling his arms holding me tight. I felt my snakes slip off my shoulder and dangled for the first time in forever.

Again we kissed, Oh! How I craved his kiss! His lips were just perfect! He was so wonderful! Oh! I loved how he wiped my tears away, how his hands caressed my skin, my hair, and my snakes. They shifted slightly in their sleep but still hummed and purred as they rested.

Again we kissed, and I closed my eyes, feeling the tears squeeze out and run down my face. I gasped, finally able to breathe deeply. Finally able to coil my body without agony… I wrapped around my husband and held his face in my hands. “Husband….oh! You are so wonderful! You’re so perfect!.... I love you so much!”

He smiled, and eased his arms out from my coils and gently undid my top and brought me closer….

Closer to him… closer to his heart… the man that healed mine with his love.