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What exactly is this?

I've had dreams where I've existed as Mamono, and am able to remember them, so, I thought I'd try to explain what it's like to be Mamono. Let's start with a slime. Keep in mind these may not exactly follow MGE rules and standards, as they are nothing more than dreams.

Entry 1: Slime

Part 1: Introduction

Well, not having an actual form is a bit disorienting. As well as the lack of bones and larger organs. Have you ever stuck your hand in loose putty? That's kinda what my body was like. I was a bright green slime girl. 

Part 2: My Body as a Slime.

My measurements ultimately went out the window as I could freely shift my body to fit whatever I wanted (Why bother with clothing, it just got all wet anyways.) I had took several different shapes with my body before deciding to go do something else, those shapes being a standard girl wearing a witch outfit, a knight, and I think I became a wolf before trying the ultimate test of making slime tentacles that could stand higher than 10 feet. I pulled this off after some practice, being able to easily move them. I had managed to move a rock to the otherside of a tree using my slimy extensions, before they gave out and broke apart. The slime had simply moved back to my slimy mass on its own. It was truly strange.

Part 3: Movement as a Slime

Moving feels like you can feel every bump, groove, whatever on the floor with your lower body, while rolling like a slimy tank tread thing, at the same time feeling entirely nude. My body, being semi-liquid collapsed at my waist, so I was essentially a bright green puddle with the top half of a person moving along. Bugs were ultimately more annoying because I could actually feel them landing on my hair now. I had also, due to collapsing, lost some height, but this wasn't entirely bad, as I could fit in those tunnels under bridges without having to get on my knees now. 

Part 4: The Fun and Shock of being Semi-Liquid.

I did get to experience covering something in this form. I had a man put a cup with intricate engravings inside of me. I'll say, having something put inside of you, is very weird. Being able to feel every thing around something, filling every opening in an object with yourself, it's enticing. I also got the chance to have a man's arm inside of me. this may sound sick, but due to my body, the taste of his sweat was very tasty. The feeling of arm hair is very different than with fingertips, same with anything else. I did however, catch a squirrel in my body. It drowned inside of me, so I had cleaned up the corpse via how you'd normally expect slimes to feed on things. Having it claw about though, was highly, "turn on-able", to say the least. Even stranger is feeling, while seeing something in you. It was almost enough to make me want to throw up in the morning, but alas, I realized I was a slime, so this was okay. There was a little bit of vomiting after I awoke.

Part 5: Speaking as a Slime

Speech on the other hand, was extremely difficult. Using my body, I was only at default, able to create strange gasp like sounds via air bubbles and such, eventually learned to shift my non-solid throat to speak like a child learning how to speak for the first time.. By the time I woke up, I was only able to speak "Hello", and "How're you?". Forming a Tongue was exciting. I had only managed to make it twice. Once was me experminting with what I could get away with being slime. I was able to extend my tongue about 15 inches before the slime on the end couldn't support itself and fell. I wish I had a tongue like that in the real world... And the second time was to make a childish face at this mean guy who told me to go evaporate for no reason, Boooo!

Part 6: The End

Perhaps next Slime Girl dream I will wrap myself entirely around a person's body, save for thier head. Odd. I was strangely intelligent to be a normal slime, but since it was a dream, I guess that doesn't matter.


Entry 2: Lamia

Part 1: Introduction

Well, when I had first entered the dream, I was laying in a rather large bed somewhere in the MGE World. I couldn't explain it, but I could feel floor and bed in my legs. I had propped myself agains the back of the bed, only to discover that I had the lower body of a snake. I was a bit worried at first, but that quickly was replaced with curiousity as I wondered how this body would work. A simple way to describe how my legs had felt was like trying to move around, while both of your legs are stuck together, without toes, and extremely long, and bendy as well. I had eventually learned to slither along like a snake, but the whole "I had more than 3 feet (Estimating the length of my legs) of body below my ass" was still new right now, so I often forgot to snake alot of my body, and so, was quite slow.

Part 2: My body as a Lamia

My snake body was a sandy blonde, and had a nice diamond/heart pattern marked by white borders, and black interior for the shapes. I did manage to get a measure on how much I was snake, and after laying several human males head to toe along my lower body, I had determined that my lowerbody was at least 23 feet in length. It appears I was quite long for a Lamia, and honestly, I wasn't sure if was to be glad, or worried at being about 24-26 feet long. I was easily the tallest girl in my class now, so I guess that's a reason to be happy, even if it's just for a dream. I guess I should describe my snake body too. It was quite dry, contrary to popular belief of snakes. The feeling of my underside was a smooth set of fine scales, along with a slight valley, for lack of better terms, every inch of so going until about 10 inches from the tip of my tail. On my backside, the scales were a bit more evident as I could feel bumps along the smooth textured scales. My midsection is probably the part that was the most unique, as I was feeling along what were once my hips, the smooth scales began to dissapear in at first small blotches, then eventually fade into soft skin only fitting of a monster girl. On the subject of midsection, my hip measurement had grown to be about 43 inches (My hip measurement is 37), just under double my waist of 23 inches. This only made things more awkward as I bumped into things I could have once gone right through.

Part 3: Movement as a Lamia

After awhile, this eventually went away as I had finally learned to control my new body. I shot outside and walked- or slithered, as I should say now, across the packed roads of the village and onto the sandy surface of a beach. The feeling of the texture of cobbled road, grass, and sand going across my tail was exciting, considering I never have experinced this before. I guess it could be described as like having said things move across the front of your now at least 20 feet legs, all while curving them in S-shapes, while moving forwad. I had also went swimming. Swimming was also an experience, having to move my body extra fast to propel myself around the water before moving ashore.

Part 4: Experiences as a Lamia

Coiling up was a first, feeling my scales touch each other while while I stacked myself in ever-shrinkin circles, until I had enough space to lay ontop of myself, just below my breasts. I had laid like this for sometime before taking a quick nap. (I slept within a dream, what the hell?) I woke up later, and found a toy inside of a tree.

The toy was a boat. I had guessed that some bully threw it up there. Interested, I had approached the tree, and tried to climb it normally. Without legs however, this made it appear I was hugging a tree. I then remember watching an episode of Monster Musume (That one Monster Girl Anime), and decided to try what Miia did. I began to wrap my self around the tree with an upward spiral like movement. Moving in circles, while feeling the rough bark of the tree was very new, while at the same time, watching my the tip of my tail get ever closer to the tree. I had eventually reached the branch that the boat was on. Normally, I wouldn't try something so incredibly dangerous as getting a toy from this thin branch, but realizing was extra long now, I extended by body over the boat, and grabbed it. I was happy, but then something else came up. How do I get down? Worried about this, I slowly extended myself to a closer tree, and began to coil downward around that, It was slow, but I managed to get down.

Part 5: Speaking as a Lamia

Nothing is harder than adjusting to not having a traditional tongue, but until you've tried speaking with a forked, flexible tongue that expands about a foot from your face without a lisp, you have no room to complain. But there's more to this tongue than meets the eye. As I had sub-conciously flicked it in and out of my mouth, various things that I could not smell became noticable, such as the scent/taste of a slab of beef being cooked some distance away became noticable, as well as the scant of the man cooking it. I can't stress how badly my mind wanted to just coil around him and make a baby, but alas, I gave up on that, which makes this next bit of information relevant. (Where the fuck is this tongue in real life, I have SO much I could use it for~♥)

Part 6: Jacking the Tail actually works.

Also curious due to that anime, I touched the tip of my tail, and it was exactly as I expected, it was sensitive. I had decided to see if I could bring myself to climax, and while I would love to describe this feeling, I'll let your mind do this. As expected, I had awoken with wet underwear in the morning.

Part 7: The End

Hm, this one was exciting, perhaps if I do the Lamia again, I should see if it's shedding time.

Entry 3: Kejourou

Part 1: Introduction

This time, It appears I have woken up on a futon somewhere in Zipangu. Recalling that I may not have a human body due to me previous experience as a Lamia, I quickly push myself up to look down on my legs. There was nothing off about them this time, though. I went about a normal day, starting with breakfest. This is when things began to get strange, for the most part.

Part 2: My body as a Kejourou

While I was preparing a small bite to eat to prepare me for the day, I had noticed that my hair seemed to be much longer in the front than I keep it in real life. Realizing this, seeing as I was apparantly human, I had simply removed the excess hair. Though when I had done this, I could some how feel the cold knife brushing against my strands of hair. Though, I didn't make much of this at first, I began to consider that this may indeed be another Mamono dream when no matter what I was doing, my hair never touched the floor. It was always curving and bending to avoid contact with it. No matter what I did, whether I be upside down, on my side or even on my futon, it was never touching the floor. (Yet it touched the near floor level mattress, the fuck?) It also appears I kept my height f 5' 11" in this dream, so I didn't have to adjust to new points of view. It was about 5 minutes until the fact that my moving hair could be a sign of a Kejourou Woman. Considering this, I had began to make my hair move on my own will.

Part 3: Movement as a Kejourou

After some serious effort, I managed to make my hair wrap itself around my index finger. It appears I was indeed, a Kejourou. Moving my countless strands of hair could not easily be described, but I could compare it to moving a tiny, tiny group of fingers with damn near infinite joint and nerves that somehow couldn't feel them being severed. While actually moving was not a problem due to the already human-like nature of my body, controlling the hair upon my head was an entirely different story. While I could make it curl and uncurl, it took a bit of practice to make it have some realistic force to it. At about what appeared to be noon, I was able to pick up a comb, and stick it in my hair.

I'll tell you, I was happy with the fact that didn't even have to put a comb into my hair using my hands. After some more time, I was able to control the hair with ease, and so I finally decided to try putting on a Kimono, using my hair. While it took some practice to grasp the silken garment, I had managed to get it on, though it clung loosely around my breasts because honestly, it felt better there. I had wandered around the city until I eventually stumbled upon the red-light district. This all seemed like a perfect place to show-off my fantastic and moving hair, so I found a place where some other prostitute wasn't doing her work, and waited for about 5 minutes.I then got hungry, as it's time for lunch.

Part 4: Experiences as a Kejourou

I went to what appeared to be a cookery ran by a local Inari, and ordered some Kitsune Udon, as that appeared to be the local specialty. Sitting down, I was reaching for the chopsticks. When I had placed my hand where the lovely fox placed them on the bowl, it appeared my hair had already gripped the sticks. My hair truly was an extension of my body. I had began to eat starting with the trademark Thin-Fried Tofu, which I was honestly suprised one of the foxes behind the counter didn't steal. The feeling of the wooden untensils in my hair was unique. While I didn't have width in each individual strand, the sensation of the texture was very fine, making each little bump and mark known to my mind.

Part 5: My hair can wash itself.

Bathing is a truly sensual experience with my hair. While humans could only use thier hands to wash their bodies, I had both my hands, and millions of strands of hair to assist. I had removed my clothing, and stepped into a bathing chamber in my house by evening. Using various, natural and demonic hair care products, I began to experience one of the most mundane daily rituals in a whole new light. I was using my hands to focus washing my body, while my hair was focused on washing itself. The feeling of a cold goopy substance coming out of some bottle I bought from a Danuki a few days ago was enough to make me shiver, amplified more by the magically generated nerves in the hair, before I began to knead it into the bubbly soap it's supposed to be. Having this magical hair makes spreading the soap easier as I began to have my hair dive into the soap, forming itself into the soapy ball atop my head. The spreading of the shampoo was very strange as my hair began to move an wriggle to only get the shampoo deeper into itself. I had then went over to the bucket, and finally gave my hair assistance. I had scooped up a bucket of water from the bath, and began to pour it over my head. Rushing water flowing down my lengthy locks was no where near how it feels with normal hair. It even helped me rinse it out. After doing this a few times, I had finished the bath by putting my hair into a bun and wrapping a towel around my body. I took a seat in my bedroom and pulled out a book about a Monkey King in a place called China. After about an hour, I had began to end the day the same way I started it; with food, and then going to sleep. I had simply made Onigiri for dinner, not feeling very hungry due to the superb lunch, I had went ot bed. My hair doubled as another blanket at it wrapped around my body underneath a physical blanket.

Part 5: The End

With each experience, comes knowledge, though, I'm not entirely sure what knowing how to control my own hair has to do with anything in my life so far. I wonder what I'll be tonight, I guess there's only one way to find out.

That's all, but some parting words.

As I dive deeper into the world of Mamono through my dreams, I wonder if it's a sign of something about to happen in my life, but let's not worry about that. I want to share my experiences with you here, and hope I can impart some of them to you. I may not be the best writer, but I'll try damnit it. Now for a little bit of shameless advertising. http://monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:Karina_Frost/MGE_x_RPG_Maker_VXA

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