You are in high school and live by yourself in your parent’s home. They were always writers, but their main passion was seeing the world so as soon as you could take care of yourself they ran off and became travel writers. You don’t really mind as you are a rather responsible teenager and it gives you a freedom that most people your age could only dream about. Besides it’s not like you would abuse your parents trust and throw wild parties or something.
Occasionally they do mail back souvenirs that you have to take care of. They generally are any random thing that catches your parent’s eye from a jade statue from the mist continent, to a fully functional gnome made home barber’s chair that you find rather scary. You haven’t gotten the courage to try it yet with all those sharp scissors around your head.
Today another one of the packages arrive. Prying apart the wooden crate you find a smooth, white oblong object. Puzzled you look over every inch but there are no identifying markers on it. You place your hand on it and wonder where on earth your parents got it from.
There is a loud boom like a gunshot and a crack starts splitting the egg. Then it hits you. That’s right your parents were on a trip to WONDERLAND. Orange goo starts leaking out. Its clear that you have only seconds before the thing in the egg comes out. WWYD?
My little sister came into my room all flustered shedding feathers everywhere. “Big Bro we have a problem!” Just recently she had been monsterized into a black harpy. Thankfully because of her friend Amanda, who was a black harpy herself, she knew quite a lot about that race. Actually, I should say ex-friend as it was Amanda who monsterized her. After all destroying someone’s humanity is a sure fire way to end a friendship.
“What’s up sis?”
She just blushed and stared at the floor.
“Ya know that if you don’t tell me what’s going on I can’t help you right?”
She shyly stared at me and rubbed the tips of her wings together. “Well it’s really embarrassing. You know I never really gave any thought to guys, being rather shy and all but now I am like this thanks to that BITCH!” She pointed to her wings and bird feet.
“You know that Amanda only did it because she thought that you would make a good harpy. It’s supposed to be an honor.”
“I don’t care what that chicken who didn’t even bother asking me thinks. However, as I am no longer . . . human I have needs that must be met. I tried a few guys but none of them stuck. What am I going to do? Mating season is next week!” She turned crimson and buried her head in her feathers.
Well that is a pickle. Where can I find a bunch of eligible guys that would possibly date my sister. Then it hit me. I ran over to my desk and rummaged around a bit in a pile of papers before I found the flyer I was looking for and handed it to my sister.
“The Air National Guard? What does that have to do with anything?”
“Look further down. On Tuesday they are having a charity dance. There will be lots of young, strong, probably single men there. Besides your newfound ability to fly should be an instant conversation starter.”
Her face instantly brightened. “Thanks bro you’re the best!” She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and ran out of the room clutching the flyer. She found a nice guy and I hear they had a wonderful month. Course now I wish our walls were thicker, but at least she is happy.
Actually K'eth DE is monster energy not succubus energy. It gets to be controlled by the Demon Lord, but is not dependent on them.
"In the age of the former Demon Lord, these energies remained with their respective species, but the current Demon Lord has forced her own succubus demonic energy into every species. This is why the monsters are now monster girls, with curvy female bodies, sky-high lusts, and the ability (or requirement) to use semen as a dietary staple."
Yup. It is the basis for their existance and they would ether vanish or instantly die. It's like if all of the oxygen left the atmosphere. They had DE before the current Demon Lord, it just didn't leak out of their bodies or influence humans.
There are two ways I can see humans dissapearing from the MGE world barring the total assimilation bit that is sure to happen due to the setting rules. 1. Cheif God leads the bulk of the pure humans off world or to a spirit relm and totally seals it off from the main world. 2. Cheif God incites the bulk of humans to commit group suicide so their souls will remain "pure." I agree with most of the results that everyone else mentioned.
The one option I didn't see is for someone to construct a new race of humans with magic. After all that is how humans were made in the first place in world. Most races would die out due to lack of mates and old age, but I feel some would eventually get it.
BTW as a scientist Aro is right. Monsters mate with humans therefore they actually aren't a seperate species according to biology. The whole incubus thing throws biology out the window. Humans will eventually go extinct and even if we don't thanks to evolution what the species ends up as could be totally different then the race we are today.
A clap of thunder breaks the silence, lightning briefly illuminating the rows and rows of books in your library. You chuckle a bit. “A dark and stormy night, perfect!” In front of you lies a small chest no bigger than the tomes that surround it. Finally your master plan would come to fruition!
Running my hand over its scuffed surface I cursed those who had handled it in the past. Blast those mail people. Couldn’t they treat anything gently? It DID have fragile stamped all over it. What would they do if they broke it? After all you spent a whole two weeks’ worth of your salary on the item.
Still you couldn’t hold back your excitement as you broke the seal. A tiny holographic succubus popped into view. While she was endowed with the wonderful curves all her kind had between her rather large glasses and frumpy sweater she couldn’t help but look a bit bookish.
“Greetings valued customer of the Mail Order Mamono Service! I am the 42nd daughter of the Demon Lord, Yomiko.” The tiny succubus gave a victory jump and spread her lily white wings. “Thank you for buying our latest product the Literary Lover Crystal. With this stone infused with my demonic energy you can bring to life your favorite wifu from any book you choose. Truly this is a modern miracle a dream come true! Just rip a page that only has her on it, picture her in your mind’s eye and rub or smash the crystal over the page. Of course there are a few rules for using the crystal.”
She stuck her finger up at me as if I was getting lectured and ticked off the points “1. You must choose a page that only has your target on it. 2. Her personality and other character traits will heavily depend on your visualization of her so be as clear as possible. 3. Of course as with any summoning with demonic energy the person that is created with the magic will be a mamono even if they aren’t in the story, so make sure to enjoy it.” She gave a wink that looked like she intended to be sultry but failed utterly. “And 3. Once the crystal is used there are no refunds or getting rid of the girl. After all it doesn’t matter that they were created three seconds ago they are people too so treat them well. Enjoy your new life!”
With a small flash of light the Lilium disappeared leaving behind a red pulsating crystal on a velvet bed.
There is bound to be a huge size difference especially with mamono who weren't originally human. After all we see a large range of sizes in humans so your individual might be much taller or shorter the the norm. Pygmy dragons and great dane kobolds should be possible. The only ones that are absolutely gaurneteed to be a particular height are the sabbath lolis and that's because they use lolifiying magic. Exhumans should retain their original height unless their hubby wants a taller woman, then they should be able to grow a few more inches.
You are growing up in a monster friendly country. One of your older friends is a succubus, not sure how much older but you don’t give it much thought due to the strange way monsters age. Then one day she calls you over for a big announcement.
With a large flourish and a ton of black lighting her black wings and hair fades to white. Turns out all this time she actually was a Lilim. Surprise! The daughter of the Demon Lord cackles at your shock. She reaches her hand out to you and tried to cut a deal.
“Come with me. Together as man and wife we can defeat the Order and rule this continent together!”
Diet: Omnivorous preferring meat, Men’s Spirit Energy
The Manix are a special breed of werecat native to the Gossamer Islands. They have dark blue gray fur and a small stubby tail that is only a few inches long. Unlike most cats, these cats love the water and their settlements are found not to far from the shore. Not surprisingly the locals generally call them the water cats.
This moniker is even more apt then at first glance because the Manix practice using their demonic energy to bend the water to their will. These techniques are equivalent to water magic, but have their origins in martial arts, and can be used for both offense and defense. One common use for their water magic is to fish as that is the main food source of their villages.
Martial arts are a key component of the Manix culture, and all are raised from birth in these skills. However, this is not due to a love of violence. The Manix see martial arts more as a game or a competition rather than to hurt someone. They love testing each other’s strength and seeing who comes out on top. Of course if their family is threatened or if someone is in trouble they will intervene with their full strength. After all one of the things the Manix can’t stand the most is “someone being mean.” It is recommended that all who do business with the Manix be martial artists as a strong showing can get the trader a good deal.
The traditional dress of the Manix are Sahuagin scales. Because the Manix are heavily endowed they don’t fit entirely well, but the Manix view this as one of their charms. It is considered a rite of passage in their tribe to go find a Sahuagin and defeat them in combat. Those that win claim the scales. This doesn’t really harm the fish person, but is merely unpleasant. Seeing a large number of stripped Sahuagin is a sure sign that there is a Manix village nearby.
The Manix challenge males they like to a martial arts competition. However, unlike other martial mamono winning, or even putting up a good fight is not the key to their heart. In fact the best way to avoid their affections is to win. Should a male beat the cat they would probably cry and say they were mean while running off to lick their wounds.
When fighting a potential mate the key thing is their personal taste combined with their predatory nature. If the cat thinks “The face that guy is making is really cute”, “I love chasing him”, or “That guy is really hot” the male is likely to be pounced on at the end and claimed by the Manix. The new husband is likely to spend the rest of his days “playing” with the Manix, being chased, and gently sparring.
The Manix have a special relationship with the Hinezumi. As they are both martial artists but have opposing elements the Manix view them as a good challenge. The Hinezumi on the other hand have an instinctive fear of the cats and try to avoid them.
Should a Manix defeat a Hinezumi they will proceed to lick them all over. According to the Manix they do this because the Hinezumi “taste good.” This dousing in the Manix’s “water” will force the Hinezumi into their submissive white mode making them unable to resist. If done long enough the Hinezumi can have an awaking and develop a masochistic personality, actively begging the Manix for attention. In these cases they form a permanent bond and seek a mate together
It says that they share equally. Not surprising as they are technically one mamono. Although it might be an issue as they can hear each other’s voices in their head. So as you take care of one the other two would probably get extremely turned on as they can hear the others voice echoing in their heads. Doppleganger potion for the WIN!