This is the story of how I came to be spirited away to a monstergirl village.

It was a long, long journey over time, and with the gentle ministrations of a Dark Priestess, who saw it fit that I was taken as a boy to the monstergirl village and married me off to one of them.

I'm now middle-aged, happily married with many children, and more humans and monsters make peace, but it was not always so.

This is how my story began:

***--***

Many years ago, I lived as another peasant boy in the Frankish woods where hundreds of tiny villages of many races lived apart, separated by a massive, magical forest that acted as a border between the Monster Girl Reik and Lescatian Human Empire.

I was unremarkable, one of many sons of a peasant serf family of some Lord of Someone Lorded over by the Vassal King of North Somethington of the Empire I could care less about. I was...ten, I believe, tending to orchards and collecting mushrooms...

Occasionally I would meet a few little monsters there and then, like fairies or the occasional stray wolf-girl. I don't think they paid us much attention. But our villagers, the boys, the older they were, the more...interested they were in. Some of us who lived more apart from the village were...flirtatious with them, I believe.

Flirting, I heard the priest says it's from the devils, so I don't do that.

One September evening, I knew I had messed it all up. I was lost. I was too young, and panic finally creeping over me, I had lost all direction, running in the panic just to find my village. When thunderstruck, and trees started to break from the winds, I was wet, sick, and panicked, bawling like a girl and running to any dark shape I could find.

That's when I stumbled on a clearing and ran towards a dark building with lights on.

Entering in panic, I was sobbing and crumpled on the ground in tears.

I thought I hit someone, from the surprised exclamation and the pair of boots I came face to face with... Looking up, I saw a nun...

...I think...

This "nun" had horns on her forehead and was dressed...very...scantily, with a tail that was locked with a padlock and had stubby wings on her back. Her face was beautiful with slanted eyes, pointy ears, and a perpetual smile on her beautiful lips. I'd learn their kin to be as "Dark Priestess" in the years to come.

She gently lifted me into her arms.

"A lost lamb blundering into the Goddess' arms? Are you lost?" I was too tired, and could only sob. She shushed me in her arms, her ample breasts cradling my head.

"Poor thing. Probably stray human from another village. You must be lost in the rain." She cooed, ruffling my hair and hissing when water dripped like a fountain from her hands.

"You are soaked. Let's get you changed before you die of cold." She pulled me into her arms and gently carried me to a lit room with many children sleeping in bunk beds.

A monster orphanage?

Many were human though, the kids sleeping in beds next to each other wearing grey, nondescript sleeping gowns or dresses. I was ushered to a lone, double bed (maybe I was lucky), where she took out a big towel, and hurriedly stripped me without even bothering for modesty. I was a child after all: nothing of that sort was of my mind rather than *not* freezing to death.

"Come on! No shame, little one! I am tonight your big sister as well as your caretaker." She chided me gently, but looked away, amused when I took off everything and finally, could have some warm, crude peasant clothes. The clothes were thankfully warm, coupled with the bed, they calmed me down.

I started coughing violently.

*-*-*-*

Loud steps similar to a horse's hooves made her turn back, to see another monster lady towering over us. It was a large woman with bull's horns, hooves, curvy, massive and muscled body and a big ax.

"I heard a crash. Is everything alright, Drazha?" I'd learn they are Minotaurus in the future.

"Just a lost human boy, Mimi." Drazha nodded, bumping her forehead on mine with a smile. Her gaze was loving but worried. "He is burning. He should stay here until he heals up."

"Another stray to groom?" Mimi raised her bushy eyebrows. "Young enough to forget where he was born..."

I couldn't understand the cryptic words, but I was crying. Both of their faces softened.

"We'll see...I could say he is another male gift from the Goddess, but it's too early to decide what to do with him." Drazha squeezed Mimi's hand, intoning from her Holy Scripture as she looked at the sick, crumbled child, me, tucked in the bed."...for all manhoods must be under the tender domination of Agrat, surely, but all human servants will find their place in time, Amen." Giving me, the dying kid some cool water from a basin after blowing on it, she added: "We'll see how he turns out."

"Amen, sister." Mimi nodded with a smirk, her breasts jiggling with every breath.

I lay silent, coughing my lungs out, being the little child I was. "Drazha", my savior, the Dark Priestess, nodded seriously and stood up.

"I'll get some medication."

***--***

"Drink. I know it's bitter."

"Mmrgbl..." I burbled like a dying man as she pushed the bitter, red potion in my lips, bottlefed like a babe. She gently rubbed by chest and wrists, rubbing cool, blue lotion over them.

"You're safe here." She whispered in my ears, kissing a burning cheek. "We'll take good care of you." I only felt the realm of sleep creeping into my eyes as they felt too heavy.

Drazha sang me a lullaby in the form of a prayer, I would find out, singing hymns dedicated to Agrat, the Succubus Queen who overtook Maou in his evil reign. I was stone cold when she slowly sang, praying with her pink rosary over my sick, skinny peasant body and rubbed her cheek on mine.

***--***

When she slowly prayed over me, another player came to the stage.

Pitter patter of paws roused Drazha from her quiet vigil.

Behind her stood a tiny monster girl, no older than eight summers. She had huge fluffy jackal ears, thick, MEATY, FLUFFY PAWS, dressed in a pure white night dress of Kemet (Aegyptos) design, with cute ankhs all over her dress and a tiny snake circlet on her forehead. Otherwise, she looked human-ish, with dusky brown skin and kohl makeup on her right eye. Like a puppy she pulled on the Dark Priestess' skirt, mumbling something.

"Anukh-su, why are you up? It's past your bedtime..." Drazha smiled, patting the Anubis pup's head. "Do you want milk?"

She shyly shook her head as her equally huge fluffy tail started to wag.

"Is he gonna be awright? Didn' see 'im befo' "

The little Anubis pup asked Drazha in a quiet voice, pulling on her skirt. The Dark Priestess nodded, ruffling the little Anubis' ears, which flicked at the reaction and scratched behind her ears. She watched her look worried over the coughing, sleeping boy.

"Just a lost boy, Anukh-su. Don't worry."

The tiny Anubis just blinked with her sapphire eyes, looking at him with interest.

"Stays wi' us now?" She looked with puppy eyes in Drazha's gentle own pair of red-black orbs, who just smiled and squeezed her nose eliciting a giggle.

"Would you like for him to stay here? Anukh-su?"

After a long, quiet minute, the Anubis shyly nodded.

"It's up to him to decide." Drazha gently chided her, taking a dab of water from a beaker and praying over it, rubbing on Anubis' forehead. "Why don't you stay with him? I have...conflicted humans to attend...to. A Dark Priestess' duty to enlighten poor humans never ends." She smiled sweetly, gathering her robes about herself and standing up.

Anukh-su nodded, waddling to get a tiny chair to climb next to my sleeping body and bumped on it, waddling until she could nestle her fluffy tail around my feet, her paws cradling my tinier hands.

"Warm him up with your powers, if you feel sleepy... You can go back to sleep I guess." Drazha nodded without pointing to a bed as if she felt where in particular the Anubis pup would want to sleep next to.

The scene was innocence incarnate, the tiny Anubis praying over the little boy for his health and attention with her wagging tail, tiny golden Ankh in her paws.

She could not bear herself to scold and punish her orphans when all they wanted was to be loved. Many had grown up without parents ever since the war and the occasional Spon Plague wrecked Ermorea. Human slaves of monster girl towns had children, and she had picked up an abandoned baby almost daily when famine had struck a nearby town.

Drazha was, in a sense, mother to every child.

Yet her ears had perked, sensing a familiar presence nearby, a human rival's scent. Since she felt she came alone, it would do no harm to welcome her...provided she came to do no harm. I would learn later what they talked about and did: at my age, it was inappropriate. The priestess' name was Aurea, a human priestess who was somehow Drazha's rival...and more.

***--***

I woke up wrapped in thick, warm furs.

Wait, I woke up wrapped in a big tail! I heard soft, quiet breaths accompanied by a canine scent; I was confused.

My sickness was somehow gone, my cold already fading... And a tiny girl was snuggled next to me, roughly my age.

She had...jackal features across her body!

Fluffy ears that twitched in her sleep, dreaming like a dog with spasms. She had a fluffy tail and paws in lieu of hands and feet, hugging me, mouth open in a quiet sleeping snore showing adorable dog fangs around her lips.

A monster. All around us children were stirring awake, rubbing their eyes, monster and human kids alike. The Dark Priestess stood over us both, stirring me awake.

"How are you feeling, Lamb? Did you recover? What is your name?"

I mumbled quietly, stirring my sleeping, innocent bedmate as she yawned like a puppy.

Drazha looked at us, smiling. She was thinking of something...

"Anon, hmm? Eat with us, then my friend Aurea will deliver you home." She dried my sweat and pulled me to my feet, as well as the sleepy Anubis. She just stirred, blinked at me, and shied away from before following us both into the mess hall.

The breakfast was in a mess hall with long, wooden benches. Dozens of human children and monster kids were eating eggs, bread, milk or cereals. Their voices filling the room, human and monster children were loud, combative and mischievous, just like our village but MUCH less restrained. Dark Priestesses wandered the tables, warning and correcting the worst.

"Don't fall asleep on your cereal, Dormy-chan!" A Dark Priestess chided a tiny monster girl, a sleepy little mouse-eared one in pajamas. "Nagini! Felari! No fighting over the boiled egg!" She scowled at a little Lamia and a young Werewolf pup pitter-patter fighting across the table.

"BUT TEACHER! SHE CALLED ME AN EGG-STEALIN' SNEK!"

"SHE CALLED ME GREEDY WOLF! LEGGO!"

A Dark Priestess that looked like my savior scolded them, pulled them apart and cut the egg in half with a sigh. Both nibbled on the other half with their bread slices, drinking milk. It was a monster-human kindergarten where kids shouted, ate, and argued like brats.

There were human women serving food too, smiling, middle-aged women who...carried hoops of ribbons around their necks, wearing grey clothes without any flash or decorum. I'd learn that monster girls often took women to serve them along as well, defeated adventurers and the like. Instead of killing, monsters spared life as much as possible, putting them to work and live in their homes as...servants. Surely such women couldn't be bad?

I was seated next to Anukh-Su, who was eating milk and bread with eggs, like me. We ate shyly, we were young and just had met. Her tail was wagging, however.

Kids ask weird questions, and I was one, obviously.

"Are you some kind of dog?" I asked like an idiot.

"Awe ya sum kind of monkey?" Anukh-Su was kind of bratty, with a snarky streak even at that age. "It's rude to call us a dog. I'm an Anoobis!"

"A-noo-bers?"

"Anubis!" The little doglike girl thrust her chest, her tiny snake circlet dangling on her head. "I'm the guardian of the pyramids, the dead and servant of da Pwaraoh! Pyramids are anchuent tombs that our qweens use for sleeping!"

I blinked, confused.

"Why aren't cha in desert or something, in them Pay-ramids?"

Suddenly she went silent and ignored my words as if I wasn't there. Drazha luckily was near and whispered something in my ear before I poked her and did something stupid.

"Her parents died in the First Demon War."

I was quiet then until the breakfast was done, the human servants chatting with the Dark Priestesses, and eventually, we filed outside.

I could spend time talking with human or monster orphans but...I wanted to go home. Parents must be terrified. So I waited next to Anukh-su, who sat with me quietly as kids filed into classrooms where human and monster teachers carried scrolls to.

...

She looked at me, one innocent eye with the mystical makeup, gleaming like a star. She was young like me, little, young, dressed still in her night dress. Her adorable little paws dangled from the chair she sat next to me, looking thoughtful.

"So ya go home now?" She asked in a high pitched voice that reminded me of a yapping pup.

I nodded. "I'm healed now." The Anu-pup just thrust her chest and "hmph"'ed.

"Becuz magic! I used my magick to heal you!" She pointed to her little Ankh, which looked more like made out of wood and painted than real gold. I remembered the priestess praying over me, but then I woke up with her. Maybe she did some monster magick. Anubis was some sort of healer as she told me, so... I played along.

"Thanks," I mumbled, knotting my hands. That was the moment when I felt a warm pawpad.

She put her paw on my hand, her tail wagging. We just sat quietly as children without any special things happening. It wasn't a moment of magic or dreams.

We were just simple kids who didn't know what from what.

"Ok..." She mumbled, looking down. "Will you come again?" The little Anubis pup was shy and worried, squirming and pressing her hindpaws (what we humans call feet) on the ground.

That was the establishing moment. I was alone, I was quiet, and a child, someone who didn't know too much about limits and where to stay. That moment, I somehow realized I could come here again. To mingle with wonderful monsterkin, I had to exercise care not to be found out in my village. So I decided there and then.

"Yes."

I said, with growing confidence as the Anubis' tiny face shone with a fanged smile. Little girls with fangs looked so cute: I would never forget her smile that day. When we held hands and paws, smiling at each other Drazha came accompanied by a female human, obviously, a cleric wearing Empire armor. She must have been the Dark Priestess' visitor, but I'll never know why.

I would find out years later when Drazha educated me in things between a man and a woman.

"She will take you home." She motioned to the shy looking, quiet woman who wore clergy armor and her equipment, eager to take me home. Her face was flushed, and I think I saw a few purple marks on her neck...Did I?

I slowly squeezed the "anoobers'" paw and waved her goodbye. "I'll come again!"

And come back I would. But would she be there?

*-*-*-*

You don't care much for sentimental childhood memories much. No one would, dear reader. They are still what makes us people, depending on how they are established.

So from now on, I would use the "Lady Aurea" excuse many times. I'll spare you the boring details between my family and the arguments. Needless to say, the wandering cleric who patrolled the forests was the perfect excuse for me to stick around her when you collect mushrooms, especially ones favored by the nobility. They were money. Easy money, I must say. And Aurea was often around me, but I knew she often visited the monster village and came back...changed. Haggard. Tired. But happy. I wouldn't understand much around that time...

So one day I followed her and entered the town holding her hand, the secret magic village I often missed due to wards and clever camouflage. It was guarded by two Minotaur sisters, who greeted us amiably, each having a bust that would put the milkmaid back in the village to shame, bearing axes twice our size.

"Hey, kid!"

They ruffled my hair when I visited them.

The village was lively, monster girls and women of all species and ages working in harmony, collecting honey, grains, and fish to make a living. Since I was underage around that time, they would usher me to the orphanage where I would play with the other monster kids and humans.

I wasn't allowed *inside* the village where they said, "I had to be an adult to see."

"Anoobers" was there, reading a big book with an ankh on it, perched on a chair... Her eyes twinkled a bit when I was there, months later.

Hey, it wasn't easy to get a permission after being grounded and scolded, even though a human nun delivered me home, warned to be careful.

"Anon!" She squeaked, getting off her chair with a plop and shaking my hand with her MEATY, FLUFFY PAW. Her tail was wagging like mad. "How are ya!"

"I'm fine. Parents were mad..." I mumbled as she giggled.

"They don't like you coming here?" I nodded.

"What, you come from human town?" Her eyes grew. "What's it like?!"

"Boring I guess..." I mumbled, as her ears perked at a jingle of bells and piano tunes. Enthusiastically, the Anubis pup jumped up and down, clapping her paws:

"IT'S THE PUPPER SHOW! IT'S DA PUPPEHT SHOW!" Suddenly, she yanked me by the arm, pulling me to a small gathering where a young human woman and a troupe of weird, fae musicians, some elves, and a small fairy set up a small shadow curtain.

"Watch da puppet show!" She squeaked, pulling me by the arm to the clearing where the puppet show would be conducted.

Dozens of human children, in the arms of their mothers who wore grey servile dresses, sat side-by-side with monster kids and their mothers. The booth was set in a shadowy thicket where sunlight didn't penetrate save for a magic lamp which shone behind the magical curtain which not only gave shadows but also colorful shadows, woven from strange fabrics. It was a magic screen of visions. Once the kids were quiet, a musical started, the Anubis patting her paws together wildly the moment a puppet was thrust on stage, a cute little Pharaoh's figure.

"I AM THE PHARAOH OF THE SANDS, HUMANS, AND MONSTERS PAY ME RESPECT!"

Accompanied by cheers, a puppet of a strange woman came to the stage, wrapped in bandages and beautiful headgear.

"It's the Pharaoh!" My "Anoobers" squealed, earning shushes.

The figures floated across the desert landscape until a purple, snake monster girl giggled evilly, dangled by deft hands:

"I AM THE APOPHIS! ALL HUMANS AND MONSTERS WILL BE PERVERTS NOW!" She bellowed evilly, striking the Pharaoh.

"Boo!" My little Anoobers was enthusiastic. "Booooo!"

"Shh!" A human mother angrily hissed.

"Sowwy..." She looked crestfallen, whimpering.

The music played as they fought and headbutted each other, until the Apophis ran away, hissing.

The play was simple, but the "Anoobers" was so happy and enthusiastic that I could not bring myself to scold her. The play was finished, and we could finally wander around, hand in paw.

The day was uneventful, me and her sharing what little stories we had from our sheltered lives. I don't even remember much, save for her twinkling eyes, her wagging tail, and her little nose, playing ball and fetch under the benevolent eyes of Drazha watching over us.

Years passed. We met once a month when mushrooms kept growing, so I could bring my forage home to make my increasingly distant and unpleasant parents richer.

The time with her, however, was my only joy.

We played together every day we met, she had something called "Lego" which were bricks to to put figures and worlds together.
Pyramids. Temples. Worlds. Churches. Cities we built, reading books and gasping in awe at the stories of ancient Kemet.

We laughed at comic books painstakingly drawn by hand, our eyes grew at the tales of Otep the Anubis Detective and her legendary exploits, how she caught Theophilos and calmed his legendary rage, bridging the suffering of monster and human so we could make peace at last.

I felt one thing for my "Anoobers". And that thing was simple love.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

At my 17th age, things began changing, with my body and mind. I would now see the attention of monster women and girls in a different light. Two years I would wrestle with the changes in my mind and attitude, and the eyes that were on me were different until I was finally an adult and would be welcomed more.

But I was a damned outcast in the human village.

When I visited the monster village whenever I could, I would often be asked about whether I had a girlfriend back in the human village, with the monster women being more inquisitive and aggressive in their questions. I was told that soon when I was an adult I could wander the village as much as I liked, just not beyond the Youth Quarters until I was eighteen. But it was still interesting and lovely, especially now that I was receiving more attention from monster ladies. Once, a lovely, large fairy lady who called herself "Titania", a flower-covered fairy lady invited me for tea and promised that they would have a special party when I was 18.

Monster ladies would ask if I was going to stay and if any species attracted my attention. They were clearly scouting me for their daughters! It felt weird, being a pet, being SOUGHT after, being DESIRED for once. In Lescatie, the overflow of males simply made us compete for girlfriends, for love, for jobs.

Here, I was a desired...thing. But as if the God of Men and Gods of Monsters mocked me, my "Anoobers" friend was more distant, and thoughtful, and often shunned contact, confusing me. Every month...she was distant.

Around that time, noticing my melancholy and sadness at being spurned by her(and liked by others), Dark Priestess Drazha called me to the temple to have a talk.

"Please, Anon, have a seat."

When I entered her room, she was quite polite and poured me a cup of tea, before sitting on a chair and gesturing me to lie down on a couch. The couch was comfy, and the room was opulent, decorated with colorful gems, flasks, and pictures that looked awkward for me, pictures of a Goddess Succubus that lifted monster girls from barbarism and brought a boy and a monster girl in a tight embrace.

The embracing monster girl and the boy did not have any clothes on, shielded by the Goddess' wings instead, who hugged them and protected them as they...were lovers.

"It has been several years since you mingled with our monster children and got acquainted with our females. Do you know why I called you?"

I shook my head.

"Our females have shown a deep interest in you, being one of the few rare humans to find and actively visit us. I wanted to question you about the changes in your body, and whether you are willing to enter the village when you are finally eighteen."

"Uh, I want to, Miss Drazha." I weakly replied. "What is this about?"

She smiled gently.

"Do you know what goes on intimately between a man and a woman in their bedroom?" It was blunt, and I knew more or less. But not being an adult yet, it was problematic to enquire. I nodded weakly, as she smiled and took down notes.

"Good. Because I need to question you about a few things, as gently as possible." She smiled. "Have you ever had those urges when sleeping? Dreams about doing things with a girl?" She added. "Nothing you say will leave this room, Anon. I just care about the coming-of-age.."

After an awkward silence, I nodded, face red.

"I understand." She smiled. "Please explain more."

I went into details as awkwardly as possible, but she seemed to understand and took notes.

"Do you know that our kind needs humans for love, and making new babies, right?" Her face was one of a kind smile, but her eyes twinkled.

"You mean..."

"Yes. As soon as you come of age, our attitude toward you will change, Anon. You will be an adult male, ready for intimacy and bodily woken up. And that will mean an important change in your life...and ours, should you continue visiting us."

I asked what they wanted from me, should I keep coming.

"Straightforward, aren't you? We will want you to be ours and mated to one of our daughters, or ourselves, if possible, Anon. And we don't like "No" for an answer. Do you wish to hear more?" When I said yes, she sighed, and her smile brightened, relaxed.

"First things first, should our kind encounter you alone, it is very likely you will be abducted to our village."

"But... don't they like me here? Why abduct me?" I was shocked. She smiled sweetly and explained.

"We are at war, technically, and you'd be a captive. Even I could not get you out then. Our monster girls would either take you as a husband or share you as a...husband between their friends. If Dark Elves get to you first, it's a different issue." I kept listening.

"Dark Elves are allowed to kidnap and take you to our marketplace, where they will sell you to a monster lady to be their mate, whether you are willing, or not." Her smile faded. "If you were a girl, you would be likely sold to a mansion or plantation where you would be put to work, and coerced to mingle with boys like you. Since you are a healthy boy with healthy urges, you would very likely be a...uh..." She strained to explain. "A house husband who would be busy loving his wife, and I do hope you would love your new keeper."

I was frozen in anxiety and fear...And interest. "A slave!"

"Yes, it's legal here, and we need the men, child. Agrat allows us to take men forcibly if needed, but be gentle to them, for love is what keeps a person from running..." She gave a sad smile.

"But I'd prefer you become actually happy here, and I doubt you would mind any monster girl keeping you for their own, correct?" She smiled, and I nodded, watching her. "Or, I could put you for adoption. No one would touch you until you are of age, and after that, you would be the Priestess' property and plaything. Any monster lady that is willing, and you, of course, could be mated in a ceremony. You'd be a free husband, maybe have a far better mother here. We don't just take men for...lust. You...could have new parents here."

She was deep in thought.

"But I could vouch for you personally now if you are interested in a particular species, or someone..." She was chewing her pencil. "I am thinking...how are you getting along with Anukh-su? You look so nice together, the Anubis and you! Soon she will be an adult as well, setting off south to maintain her ancestral pyramid. I think she is very interested in you, you know." She giggled.

"You could make a nice couple, Anubis and man. Though I heard that lady Sapphirio, the Titania lady also wants you for herself." She tsked. "800 years old, a hundred lovers in her life and she still robs the cradle for another...Heh." She chuckled to herself. "You are a handsome boy, Anon. And I wanted to explain our traditions and customs so you when the time comes, you would be acclimatized to what would happen...Anon?"

...

"Anon? Are you crying?" She stood up wings spread, worried. "Why..."

I couldn't bear the burden. Suddenly, they, those who loved me, were strangely possessive.

"Did I scare you?" She sat down next to me, giving me a big hug. "What's wrong?"

I was full of emotions. I WANTED to belong to these women who treated me far better than my own family, the Lescatian Theocracy which preached to hate and kill the monsters, yet...These didn't look that evil. Sure, they took humans for work and sex, but I doubted even if I ended up a slave on their body market, I would be abused. Any monster mistress would be infinitely kinder than a Lescatian trademaster that would apprentice me through hell. I knew it inside.

I wanted to be loved and embraced by a monster lady, and I just loved Anukh-su.

"Anukh-su," I mumbled in tears.

"What about her, Anon?"

"She doesn't want to see me."

The Dark Priestess sighed and nodded. "Give her time. She is going through a rough patch now. Puberty, exams of Tomb Guard, I'm sure she doesn't want to see you because of her changes. Anubises have...Acne problems and their growing breasts and fangs are painful, Anon. You must be considerate." She chided me. "Come back in summer, when her exams are finished. Until then, you must be careful." She sat me up, putting two hands on my shoulder.

"Would you come with me to pray to Agrat and hear her holy words?" She asked very kindly not to scare me.

"What?" I blurted, still woozy, watching her hold me and looking around in worry. "But..."

"You have been with us for years. Your God surely didn't smite you. Surely you would be interested in hearing about our Lady and Savior, Agrat Bat Mahlat?" Her face was hopeful, a mask of kindness. To that, I could not say no.

"Wonderful! Why don't you follow me so we can pray in private? No one will know, not even Aurea, though she has her own reasons." When I blinked, she winked at me.

"We love each other, boy." She laughed. "She has been my lover for years, and her faith in Allfather is wavering. I am thinking of offering her a marriage ring." She smiled mischieviously, holding out a small golden ring. I was shocked at hearing so much in one day.

"But you are both women?" Was all I could say.

"So?" Drazha gave me a hug as she lifted me to my feet. "Agrat blesses the marriage between men and women, monster, and even between two women, or marriage between two boys. She is the Goddess of Love, no matter the sex, gender or species as long as they are sentient." She added hastily. "Though when two boys marry, often the tender and submissive one slowly turns into an Alp, a boy-girl succubus in our lands."

I was shocked. Agrat even blessed love between same-sex couples. She shrugged at my reaction. "Why, I even thought you would be interested in other boys judging from your kindness and tenderness. Often human boys are rowdy, and in their hormone madness don't judge who is at the bottom." I shuddered. It sounded unnatural to me, but who cares. Not my business.

Not my business, but Anukh-su and her cute smile. I asked her desperately if she'd tell her about me.

"Of course, Anon. Now, here is our sacred altar of love, come in."

She brought me to a large room where a large, nude statue of a succubus was set. The succubus was 10 feet tall, arms stretched as if she wanted to embrace the looker. And honestly, I'd give the statue a big hug if I could.

Before the nude succubus was an altar with straps around the edges, which made me worry remembering tales that Monster Girls sacrificed people in the past. Seeing my shocked reaction, Drazha waved my worries away.

"Oh don't worry. These are...for other things." She smiled enigmatically. "Now sit before the statue, I will bring sacramental water. Sit, and watch what I do. And if you like...join me in prayer."

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

It was an interesting ceremony. Drazha prostrated herself before the statue after pouring water to her feet and started praying quietly on her knees. Her face was now a sign of devotion, she kept praying towards the statue.

"Bless your kin, Mother Goddess, and the boy which came to see your majesty. Have mercy and love on the humans living under our chain and collar, ease their burden for us, and protect our homes as we make our daily bread..." She kissed the feet of the statue, and turned to me, reaching for her bottle. Not knowing what to do, I blinked and flinched when she started pouring water over my head and gave my forehead a big kiss.

"Bless thing young man, and give him his love amongst us. If brought here by force, make his servitude in flesh merciful so he enjoys life and his future owner's mercy." She kept her palms on my cheeks, blowing on my face and quietly praying in a low voice.

It felt so relaxing. So peaceful. I felt warm, and my face showed as she rubbed her hands on my face during prayer, much to her delight.

"Anon." She whispered. "You look happy. Happiest that I have seen you in all these years." Her face was full of adoration, her face, though slightly wrinkled around the edges of her mouth, and a few grey hairs, her full figure that looked so...

...Not the time. Definitely not the time and age. But she was so pretty.

When her brief ceremony was done, she kissed the feet of the statue and turned to me with a gesture. No wonder she wanted me to kiss Agrat's feet in devotion.

With worry, I lowered my head on the beautiful feet of the statue and looked at her toes, painted with lapis lazuli. Drazha said nothing, patiently waited until I reluctantly puckered my lips, and kissed the feet of the statue as she clapped and thanked the heavens.

"See? You aren't smitten!" She laughed and patted my head. "Lady Agrat only wants your love and hugs. See her beauty and mercy..." Drazha intoned. "Now, Anon. Would you want to go back to your village, or stay? I'm sure Aurea will drop you off at your home."

I decide to stay a bit before I would go back on my own. Drazha laughed.

"Of course, you are almost a real man now. You can go by yourself."

"Priestess, can I ask a personal question?" My heart was beating as she laughed.

"Of course, Anon."

"Would..uh...er..."

"Hmm?" She raised her brows, cleaning up the room, ready to close up the chapel.

"I..uh..." I was strained. "I want to confess something."

There, I did it. My face was burning, far too pushed to confess something private. She donned a serious face and came close. "You can ask for anything, Anon. You are old enough."

I mumbled quietly..."I am also...uh...interested..."

She raised her brows.

"In you. I mean. I like you. Like...I...pleasedonttellanukh...I like you too, like...a real woman."

There. I said it. Drazha blinked, and eventually, burst out laughing no doubt hiding something in her worried eyes.

"M-ME?" She looked almost hurt. "Sweetie...I'm...I'm old. At least four centuries...I'm flattered what you find in an old lady though..." She gasped when I ran to give her a big hug.

"I mean it! If no one else takes me, please take me. I'd be the best...son...husband...I..." I stammered. Hugging her was the best thing in life after the turbulent talk, her soft, big body engulfing mine like a warm blanket. Yet, after a few moments, warm tears dropped on my shoulders.

Now she was crying. From happiness. She was looking at me like a big sister, or mother, or lover, I didn't care which.

"I swear, if no one will take you, I will, Anon. You are...I'd love to introduce you to the Goddess' Cult. And...in me, of course."

My face was burning. "REALLY?"

Being the horny bastard that I am, I had simply blurted out the stupidest of things. But back then my hormones were so out of control that I could not simply exercise caution. Nevertheless, the succubus priestess kindly hugged me, pressing me against her warm skin. It was relaxing.

"Yes." She smiled, wiping her tears. "But being a temple servant, I'd have to share you...about those...intimate needs... with everyone on Sunday. Would you be alright with that?" I nodded eagerly. If love and closeness were sacred, I'd devote myself to everyone if my dear Anubis was hesitant. But I wanted her...

I wanted to be loved. And this monster race came with no strings attached. In the village, life was hard, and all the human girls wanted knights or rich men.

We left in joy and mingled back with the children and others in the village where a harvest festival was being commenced. Time to eat and drink, enjoy pumpkin pies, and talk to monster girls. Already I could see monsterish feminine forms mingling in the village center, accompanied by men and women.

The day went politely, me and Drazha wandering the Youth Quarters. We shared a cup of tea with the Titania lady Sapphirio in her home as a kind, gentle, well dressed human maid brought us tea and cakes.

I sat on a chair, with the voluptuous, kind lady fairy with tea. She had...quite the bust, and an airheaded, ditzy attitude.

She and Drazha spoke in private, pointing at me, with me pretending not to see. Instead, I mingled and chatted with a woman I saw for a few years. A tiny, shory, curvy, green lady: the local goblin engineer was very chatty, a nice, middle-aged (I think) goblin woman.

"Heya, kid! Growin' up, huh?"

She always had time for me to explain what she did, what crazy contraptions she had built, as Drazha and the Titania, Sapphirio, chatted.

"You see, brass gears can't take heavier torque because..." She taught me a bit about mechanics and metallurgy.

"You ought to use titanium, but on a budget, steel gears can handle this..."

My time was there, was Paradise.

*-*-*-*-*-*

My eighteenth birthday was the most turbulent one.

It started with a jolt, me being pulled from my bed and thrust before a grim looking man wearing a long, Puritan hat, a torch and a sword. I REALLY hate recalling it but the result was that the people were about to lynch me, and probably burn my corpse.

How can parents hate their child so, just because his views conflicted with theirs? My human parents were distant shadows in my mind back then!

Something in me snapped, and with full force, I kicked the man in the groin as hard as I could. Grabbing my little bag from the living room, I burst from a wooden window in the back, running from rocks and torches as the mob chased me. I hope he died.

Running in tears until I was breathless, I ran to the only place that mattered...The minotaur women were too surprised even to block my way.

I launched myself into Drazha's arms when she turned from attending to her books, bawling like a child. Her face understood EVERYTHING.

"I'm so sorry..." She whispered, rubbing my back.

I spent two days in her care, too shocked to talk...Until she came to sit with me.

"This was bound to happen. So be it. You can stay here in the orphanage while I find something for you...

I sat quietly, coming to terms with my change of life, and nodded. There was no going back, no redemption in human cities. They had branded me a heretic.

"Get some sleep. You look like hell. Tomorrow we shop and celebrate Hallow's festival." She sighed, leading me to a room.

"You can rest here, or you can sit with me. I'll be in the sanctum." She left me to recover, as she kept talking to the visitors, her high heels clicking on the stone floor.

I stood like an idiot before wandering in the temple to see who was afoot. Humans, monsters, all visited to talk and chat with her. Demons, succubi, imp girls and many fantastic races that looked like human women with features. They talked to the priestess and traded potions from her private cache. It looked serene, and sad for me, so I decided to sit with the priestess as she received her visitors.

The day went uneventfully. Before I excused myself and went to sleep, Drazha came up to me with a well-dressed dark elf, a black skinned fae woman with big ears, and a bigger smile, her leather outfit adorned with gold jewels, and a long skirt around her ankles.

"Hello there, young human. I heard about what happened." She shook my hand with genuine sympathy. I politely thanked her and greeted the lady. "Anon isn't it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"It's him, Lady Voss." Drazha smiled, ruffling my hair with her soft hands. "Banished by the accursed witch hunters."

"Pity." Voss sighed, looking me over, her big ears wiggling. "Well, finders keepers." She shrugged, thinking. "I could make something out of him."

I did not like where this discussion went.
"I am a wandering merchant, going to Schwarzelfstadt. Drazha told me that you have nowhere to go, correct?"

I nodded warily. Dark Elves had one thing in mind: Men and how to make them husbands to others with the lash.

"Have you ever been to the big cities, boy?" Voss spoke. "You look like just the item I need." When I gulped, she smiled, looking me up and down. "I came to pick up potions and honey, but some stud boy like you would just make me a good profit." Before I could protest, she continued, smiling gently. "I intend to take and bring you to my kin where we can put you to proper work, good food, and endless sex, all you can imagine. You would be busy impregnating my kin and serve as a public servant for the common good."

I blanched. She was quite suave, beautiful, and well-dressed, with less malice in her eyes than I imagined.

"I mean, sure, you can stay here with the farmers and fisher girls but...What's the spice in that? In the city, you can earn more and spend in your off time..." She gently explained to me. "It's a bit of long walk to stretch our legs, but life can be far more colorful there...Drazha insists that you consent, so you can consider yourself lucky, little snack!"

Drazha and she laughed heartily, even I gave a little chuckle.

"So...If you come along, I intend to take you to the city where you can see the Reik's bigger cities and glory."

...

Forced by morbid curiosity, I asked her what she intended.

"Well, we always need men. Second, if you prove you can work hard, who knows...Lucky ones are even taken to Agrat's palace, where life can be just a dream. Or sold to overseas farms. I heard red-skinned natives of the western continent really like blond boys like you! If you are into humans, of course. The princess Tepeyocatl loves the blond boys I bring to her as gifts, says the golden hair and blue eyes bring good luck, as well as her Quetzalcouatl priestesses." She winked at me lewdly. "You would drown in pleasure in an Aztec palace, perhaps be the father of a future Aztec queen!"

To be the concubine of a native western princess, serving the petulant human on her throne...

"Serve me, pale, blonde thing!" She would yell at me petulantly, a brown little thing clad in a flimsy loincloth. "And bring me cocoa!"

...

"Slave?" I burbled.

She nodded very politely.

"Yes, I will not hide it, I am a slave trader as well. I intend to make a slave out of you that would serve my kin. We would feed you, shelter you for a good life. The question is: will you take this life I am offering to you?"

She crossed her arms, looking at me carefully.

I could, you know. But abandoning the Anubis that was out there put a weight on my heart.

I had to decline politely, mumbling Anukh-su's name. That made her perk up.

"Oh? You are aiming for the little jackal?" Her eyes grew. "Lucky girl!..." She went silent a bit until smacking her lips and perking up in an idea. "Tell you what. I am taking inventory. How about you work for me for tonight? I assure your safety, and will pay you not in coin."

I was about to decline her offer of sex, but then:

"I'll give you a trinket. Anubises love Kemet jewelry, and I have a turquoise ring to pay you for your effort. You only need to load my crates into the cart."

Drazha encouraged with a nod, as she went on. "It can help you out, I believe."

My heart warmed. She wasn't *that* evil and even offered help. I'd be a moron not to say yes.

Politely, Drazha pointed to the horse cart outside. "There's the stuff." She declared simply, smiling at me. "Load them up and we'll meet later for dinner."

To clear my mind, I thanked them both and set off immediately as they went back to talk. She looked a bit disappointed, but you can't please everyone, eh?

So I groaned under the load, working my ass off. Hard work put my mind off the horror of today.

When the time came, the dark elf slave merchant, simply shook my hand politely and handed me the ring.

"Pleased to work with you. Pity...You could have a great future with me...Oh well..." She gave me a big hug. "Good luck with the Anubis!"

"Thanks." I shook her hand as she got on her horse, ruffling my sandy blond hair.

Drazha waved at me from the inside. "Stew's ready!"

*-*-*-*-*

I had nightmares. Real bad nightmares of evil humans and a sad succubus protecting me from rocks and torches tossed by evil shadows. My hands bled when I held her own, and she cried bloody tears, dissolving into ash.

I woke up, blearily looking at Drazha, who came with several empty bags in her hands, sitting before my bed.

"Bad dreams?"

I nodded tearfully. She sighed in sadness, kissing my forehead.

"It only gets better now. Are you ready to shop with me? Tonight is the festival, Anon." I weakly nodded, extending my hand and standing up. "You ought to talk to Anukh-su and give her the gift."

She had wrapped the ring in a tiny pouch.

"Thanks."

Leading me by the arm took me to a street behind the dark temple, knocking on another gate leading to the inside of the village.

I finally was allowed in the marketplace to mingle after the short trauma.

But I now understood why they kept children out. It's easy to understand when the first thing you see is the naked ass of a human woman wearing a leather collar, with a backpack on her back, her wrists secured with cuffs behind her, following a richly dressed Dark Elf on a leash as she shopped for exotic herbs.

The woman smiled and greeted me as a friend. I could only burble a weak, hello, my eyes locked to her naked, brown nipples, small breasts, and her unshaven, hairy pussy. She looked unbothered by her restraints and nudity as she followed her mistress with her load on her back.

What a way to start my lewd time in the monster girl village.

Everything was for sale, from food to books, tools, and lewd toys. Even living beings as pets and slaves. Being needy for skin contact and love, some tougher monster girls openly worked in another, more intimate, and kinky business...

The Marketplace was gaudy, beautiful, and ornate with many delights: fruits, produce and fantastical tools and gifts. For an insular race, monster girls knew how to live pleasurably, if technically less adept. Also, there were the things they needed for sustenance as well.

Humans.

I was walking being guided by the priestess who oversaw the market with a smile, gliding effortlessly amongst beings that shouted, traded, haggled...

Until I saw a naked human woman, her ankles and wrists in cuffs, fastened to a pole. A beautiful face with dark black hair and gentle features, her face showed a bit of worry and shame as she was helplessly restrained with a "FOR SALE" sign on her chest, looking down. Her breasts were quite large, skin slightly sunburnt, she looked like she must have been an adventurer with a few scars on her belly and face. She looked peaceful but was beet red because she couldn't cover her privates, shaven and helplessly exposed tied to the pole.

Another, a pale, skinny human girl sat naked in a cage, with small breasts and a frame that looked kind of thin, almost too thin. She dangled her feet casually, sighing until she saw an interested monster lady, trying to strike a conversation like a caged bird. The elderly strange snake woman who wore an ornate vest and a skirt that hung over her, -whom I would learn was the race Echidna-, casually chatted with her with a thoughtful look. She looked over the skinny girl in the cage, taking out a purse and waving the shopkeep over.

"How much for this one...? She can clean my house..."

"Slaves," I mumbled, passing her by.

In a store full of books, another naked girl was present, sitting like a kitten on the lap of her owner, a strange succubus wearing a librarian's clothes. Though chubby and naked, she was wearing glasses and only a wizard hat, her fat breasts jiggling as she was reading a book, with the shopkeeper's hand caressing her round, white, soft ass like a kitten as she lay on her belly as if reading a romance book as a dreamy girl. She didn't look too unhappy, but kind of strained and..aroused. She smiled at me when I passed her by, making no effort to cover her nudity, laying on her belly as her cute feet dreamily hung over her head.

Her big, plump ass was inked with the initials of her mistress.

Her keeper was handfeeding her a strawberry with a smile, asking her about the book she was reading, diagrams and runes gleaming on the pages.

"Like a house pet..." Drazha noticed my long stare at her voluptuous flesh, smiling. Surely she was pleased: boys with healthy urges like the exhibitionism of monster villages.

In another stall, naked, toned boys with exposed, erect penises, standing side by side with collars on their necks tied to poles drew the biggest audience as lusty monster women with their daughters bid, overbid, and haggled over the boys.

I think some of them had disappeared from towns in the recent years, but now looked quite aroused, and eager to smile and talk, their penises looking like they were about to shoot their load anytime were it not for the ropes tied around their hairless, full ballsacks.

Except for one boy, who was paraded around nude on a leash, his captor, a dark elf wearing a leather bikini and a whip extolling his virtues and inviting monster ladies to sample his body.

"What can I get for this fine strapping lad? Stolen from a Lescatian orphanage, he is just the thing for your home! Trained well to hold orgasms, he has quite the liking for fluffy tails and headpats! DO I HEAR FOUR HUNDRED?"

I gulped. A dark-furred Kitsune, a vulpine monster lady waved a bag of coins and started haggling with the ebon-skinned dark elf slut.

"That's a good boy." The dark elf ruffled his hair.

Drazha was holding my hand and with the other, a parasol to shield us both.

"Sorry, you had to see this. I and my sisters make sure they are fed, counseled and treated well. You know we need your kin more than ever. I told you everything: we die if there aren't enough humans to sustain us..."

"Uh, let's just keep shopping, lady. Such scenes..."

Drazha nodded. "Sorry. Should have guided you across town the other way. It can be intense to see this as soon as you are an adult, but I thought it's for the best. Best get used to it. Forget what happened back at the human village, *everyone* gets taken care here, alright? We don't turn back same-sex lovers, so-called heretics, or "unfaithful women." We'll find something for your kind."

I nodded weakly, face red as a beet. Drazha smiled and chuckled when we stood by a vendor to buy pumpkin pies for the festival. The assistant, a human girl wearing a white, cotton dress happily handed the produce over for a few silver coins. She was unbothered by the spectacles as if accepting what fate had in store for her as older women next to her, wearing nothing but aprons and big straw hats, prepared food and meals. They smiled at me and greeted me, and I could only stammer a weak "Hello."

My hardon was raging. I wish them...

"You look aroused," Drazha noted, and I honestly was. It was dark and enticing here. "Are you enthralled by the fate of your sisters and brothers here?" Her smile was darkly enigmatic, horns looking as if they are glowing. I could only hesitantly nod with her arm wrapped around mine.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of. Serving my kind is the natural order of pleasurable existence between us. What you see is a simple reality, and it's only easier if you accept from the start before you start your life with us, young one. There is only pleasure, endless joy if you don't resist, lamb."

Having come so far, I nodded, relaxing in submission to her authority.

"Good boy." She ruffled my hair. "Speaking of which, you are an adult now. Let's cut to the chase. How would you like your first time? Maybe I can give you to the cooking women? They could use you this evening."

I blinked. "What?"

I knew monster girls DID use boys for sexual activities, but as horny as I was, I was naive too...All these decades ago...

"What? Sex is natural to human boys, correct? Or are you interested in other boys, seeing them like that?" She raised a brow. "Top? Bottom? I could make an Alp out of you if you like: gender change is natural and I have some dresses your size-"

"NO!" I talked back in indignation, feeling hurt. "I like girls!" She giggled, nudging me.

"You want your Anubis wife, don't you? Who am I to say no? She is a bit bossy but very compassionate to their husbands. Though I pegged you for a dark elf's slave more like."

I gulped. "They are a bit...cruel looking."

"Only on the outside, their whips don't hurt but make you feel great. Inside they are soft like a marshmallow, dear, and their slaves live like the rest of us, though more hardworking." She put the pies to a paper bag, gesturing to a barkeep who had spider legs on a huge black arachnid body. "We need cider. Everyone drinks cider in the Hallow Night, even slaves until they drop."

The apple-smelling, amber drink was enticing, served from large, glass pitchers. Drazha made me carry a small keg which the arachne traded for a potion and some silver coins.

"Carry this for me."

"Yes, Ma'am." I obliged happily. It felt nice to serve these beautiful, loving monsters.

"Now, back to the issue. Would you like to mingle with the human slave girls and boys? Or waiting for that "special night?" Dark Priestesses was obsessed with sex, but then, it was their form of prayer. I shrugged, really clueless.

It was VERY exciting to think about sex now that I was free to do as I liked. But with whom? Drazha laughed, patting my head.

"Your body says yes, your mind is hesitant." I could only nod. "Want me to help out? I need to be present for the blessing of the feast but I could give a few pointers."

I kept listening.

"I could lease you out to the market, letting the shopkeepers you sleep with the slave women who don't mind a new boy to give them a healthy human baby. Would you like that?" I was sweating. "Or I could give you to a shop for sale, finding an owner tonight. But I don't think your Anubis wife would be around. I heard she will leave soon so you'd have to say goodbye to her."

That gave me a deep dread and a feeling of loneliness. I loved Anukh-su, and I wanted to be with her somehow.

"Or, you could stay with me. I'm sure someone interested will come looking for a Priestess' charge. That Goblin engineer you talked last year is around. And she IS adventurous with her toys..." She giggled, nudging me. "Real crazy bondage toys and things she loves. But I got to warn you. You might lose your anal virginity with those crazy things, though she uses lubrication..."

I gulped. It was awkward to see a crazy little green minx chasing me around with a "dildo", those toys monster girls often use in lack of men.

"Ouch."

Drazha laughed sweetly. "But there are a lot of lonely monster ladies, be sure this isn't your only option. I think..." She cradled my face lovingly. "Your first night will be very happy and adventurous, and I am certain you will the father of a little monster pup..."

That was heavy. That was a serious change in my life. I came all the way to convert, change, adapt to a world full of bestial females...What would my baby like? A tiny wolf girl pup? A bratty dark elf baby?

To hell with that! Anukh-su was standing in a beauty shop, buying a jar of cream, and a set of a push-up bra.

"Acne cream." Was written on the jar with a funky script.

Encouraged by the dark priestess, I walked up to the Anubis, who seemed to not to notice me.

She SHRIEKED when I tapped her shoulder.

"Hey...Anukh-su.."

"EEEEEEEEEEP!" Her eyes grew when she saw me. Her paws defensively hid the jar of acne cream.

"I...Uh..."

"Y-yeah?" She was whimpering like a puppy.

"I got this for you."

With a simple gesture, I showed her the ring in a pouch, adorned by a ribbon. It was a tiny ankh ring, the gem cut to display the sign of ancient life. Her eyes twinkled, and I swear her tail was wagging. Her face torn between gratitude and shame, she politely thanked me and put the ring on a pawtoe. In a flash, the ring expanded, much to my surprise, and started glowing on her claw.

"T-thank you anon...I'm a bit busy alright? I promise to talk..." She hid her beauty products, hurriedly paying. Before I could ask more, she dashed off, whining.

"Later!"

...

Damn. Even Drazha sighed, mumbling a sorrowful "Sorry." As she motioned me to follow her. Anukh-su was gone, again. My host and savior led me gently by the arm to the music, where human men and women set up tents, vendors, and stalls, guided by gentle monster girls. Everyone looked happy and festive, even the near naked servant girl who only wore a bikini and a leather collar, who set up a flower stall, arm in arm with her owner, a very beautiful, and gaudily dressed, fox-tailed girl. They shared a glass of cider after the tent was erected, lovingly sitting with the girl sleepily laying her head on the fox-lady's shoulder.

The Kitsune kissed her cheek softly. It was...beautiful.

Maybe I could be a servant to a monster. Treated like family, a pet, a servant and a lover. If only I could get Anukh-su to love me.

"Drazha. Why is Anukh-su ignoring me?"

The Dark Priestess paused when she was setting the pumpkin pies. Her face was one of confusion.

"Child, it's complicated. I'll help you. But you need to be patient." She laid a hand on my shoulder. "I know your hormones are raging to impregnate us, and I admire that. It is the proper thing." She held my hand. "But she needs time and admiration: she barely left puberty and is sensitive about her appearance. But that doesn't mean you can't be happy. Rest with me and enjoy the festival. You'll enjoy it. HEY! Anne! How are you?"

She gestured to a woman wearing a maid skirt and a thick black shirt, a human with braided, blonde hair. She looked in her mid 30's, a face that was sunburnt with a small fleur-de-lis tattoo on her cheek. She must have been Lescatian military before she...

"Captured and tamed, you mean?" Drazha was reading my mind. Anne looked uneasy.

"I take care of the tents and stalls." She mumbled.

"She has been with us a long time, and now a freedwoman, how are your children doing?" Drazha reached to shake her hand amiably. "Her commander didn't buy her ransom out, so we got ourselves a nice slave maid. It has been a bit rough at first, but she came around." Drazha smiled.

"The Dark Elves..." She mumbled, earning a chuckle and a hug from Drazha. "They are...persuasive."

"They did it because they *love* you. We just had a little argument at first, now we are friends, right? How are your kids doing?"

"They are fine, apprenticed to the Goblin Engineer and her family next town..." Anne smiled. "Goblin's husband told me they are learning fast..."

Drazha hugged her, rubbing her back. "It's my job to make sure you and your babies are safe with us."

She was a mother to children, a slave maid to take care of shops. It looked pleasant, though I knew Lescatie was often corrupt in the state not to help out their captives, with the nobles appropriating church charity money to free humans...

"This is Anon, a kid that came freely to our village. How does he look?" Drazha winked, poking me. "He turned eighteen today."

Anne's smile brightened, laughing sweetly. "Looks like he'll get lucky."

"Oh, he wants to marry a little Anubis-in-training..." Anne's eyes widened:

"OH! Anukh-su! I bought my freedom playing puppet shows for her! I earned enough to get my kids into the Goblin's Technical School you know..." She sighed wistfully. "Not many kids nowadays like the Apep Versus the Pharaoh though..."

So she was the puppetmistress who made all the shows to entertain the children!
"Anne is great with children, seriously, Lescatie wasted your life with the military. You look much better as a nurturer..." Anne simply smiled and nodded as Drazha kept talking.

"I know. I love children...So, he stays for the festival?" She winked at Drazha. "Got someone on mind for him?"

Drazha grinned, spreading her arms over me. "What about you?"

"ME?"

Anne looked shocked, though her cheeks blushed. "I'm old enough to be her mother and got children older than him!"

"Even better...Real women are better with age dear..." Drazha winked, whispering something in her ear. That made Anne smile brightly, and with a sudden move, she scooted next to me.

"Anon..."

"Yes, ma'am?" I blinked, curious.

"Welcome to the Reik."

That was when, me, in my innocence, got stolen my first kiss.

An older human woman just had put her lips on mine. It was soft, it was pleasant and shocking. She hugged me tightly, making Drazha laugh as she pushed her tongue in my mouth, sucking my own. My hardon was about to burst.

After a minute of the shocking kiss, she pulled back and stood up.

"How was it?"

...

I was stunned. A woman kissed me as if it was nothing, as people passed around us, some nude and on leashes, some chatting with the monsters, some sampling cider until they were singing idiots... It was stunning.

"E-eeee..." I mumbled as both women, human and monster, laughed like hell.

I was to be shocked even more when I saw, right next to a pie stand, a werewolf girl was on all fours, mating furiously with a young human boy. He was lost in bliss, thrusting inside the wolf girl's cunt furiously, his balls slapping on her nether lips as she panted like a wolf. My mouth was hanging open, still sweet with the kiss of the human woman.

"God..."

"What God?" Drazha smiled. "He is serving her, and the Goddess with the holy sex. There is nothing wrong with it. It's worship to us."

"I guess..." I waited for the festival to begin, with a raging hardon and monster girls winking at me and public sex happening all around me.

This was to be a long night.

*-*-*-*-*

The festival was starting with the ring of a bell, all the servile humans resting and drinking cider in clusters as monster women made the final preparations.

The music was played by a feathery bird girl, plucking a lute, as laughter and clinking of glasses started, Anne sharing a glass of cider with me.

Drazha on my arm and Anne amiably chatting with me, they were preparing me for the festivities, no doubt.

Pies, music, prayers, and songs intertwined as the night went on, and kisses, laughter, and giggles echoed.

What I noticed that most humans were nude, or in states of undress. Much to my shock, Anne started removing her skirt and shirt, Drazha helping her to strip nude. Her breasts were of average size, but with big nipples, brown and erect. I stood with my raging boner when Anne embraced a random monster girl, a passing Lamia, and planted a big kiss on her mouth.

"Come, boy, strip. This is when the fun begins."

I was stunned when Drazha started to remove my shirt and trousers, and in a sudden shock, stripped me naked in front of everyone. And no one cared as they ate pie, drank, laughed and sang. A young man even came up to me and handed me a cider. He wasn't being a pervert, politely greeting me as if I was a friend.

But then, I was touched by a girl.

I shuddered when a hand grabbed my ass and squeezed it.

"Tight butt there boy!"

Turning around, I noticed a short, small green goblin girl grinning at me, her eyes sizing my erect cock that came to her lips. She was butt-naked, her green skin glistening in the light, her overly large, green nipples poking my belly, carried on a body with childbearing hips and half my height.

"Yum yum..." She giggled. "Hey there, little stud. New to Hallow's eve?"

I gulped, nodding, as her warm little body was pressed on mine. Then I realized Drazha smiling and pushing me towards her.

"Go "dance" with her, boy!"

My corner of eye noticed Anne entwined with the Lamia in a sixty-nine position (which I'd learn in Drazha's Sex Positions education), her mouth buried in the Lamia's voluptuous ass, the Lamia in turn greedily licking her shaven slit with her snaky tongue. Everyone was going crazy in minutes: this was intense.

And that's when I felt the Goblin's soft tongue on the tip of my cock. My first blowjob in minutes when the festival started.

"Don't mind if I do... In the Reik, a little goblin rape is like saying hello!"

Her soft mouth engulfed my cock with her teeth careful not to hurt me, as Drazha knelt by me and kissed my forehead before leaving me with a wink and approaching a passing man...

The goblin girl gave out a loud slurp, my penis feeling the incredibly soft, warm tongue inside of a goblin girl's mouth. It was incredible for a first time, a short stack goblin beauty diving between my legs and giving me an incredible oral attention.

"Enjoy. Release in her mouth as Goddess wants."

I was pushed down on my ass, my legs spread with the Goblin's head bobbing up and down on my cock in a dutiful, quiet blowjob. My mind went blank when I felt a jolt on my spine, my penis feeling on fire. I felt like ejaculating, but could not. With a giggle, she turned around, and my vision was closed with a bountiful green ass with a wet cunt planted on my mouth.

Drazha gently guided my head and jaw to plant a kiss on her sweet, green cunt and told me to lick.

"Use your tongue like this..."

The goblin's cunt felt sweet and salty as the pressure on my mouth tightened, hands massaging my balls. I think I felt a finger probe my asshole when I cried inside my mouth, my tongue working her plump pussy.

With greedy gulps, I felt the inevitable come, as the goblin started to drink my seed as I cried my first ejaculation inside a soft, green mouth and throat.

But she didn't stop. I couldn't stop shuddering and licking the cunt planted on my face. All around us, sex exploded as people laughed, danced and made love, my first time in a sixty-nine position locked with a goblin sitting on me.

I cried in pleasure, mouth buried in her ass. Drazha herself was busy, kissing a man and caressing her body, with all of us in a haphazard sexual entanglement. That was my first time, with many to come tonight.

Slowly I decided to take charge, pulling the goblin girl for a tender kiss, which she obliged with a giggle. Still caressing my cock on her lap.

"Nice, huh? Hey, let's do it in public! Come!"

Realizing we were pretty much in public anyway, and raging with hormones, I lifted the little green thicc goblin and leaned her on the stall. Bending her over, I put crates on her little green feet and squeezed her ass. Spreading her asscheeks, I was met by a winking pink asshole and a drooling tight cunt.

"Like my ass, boy?" She giggled. Her smile was cut short when I lined my erect cock, and thrusting, felt her warmth inside, plowing into her fertile cunt. Starting to thrust, I pulled her head for a kiss, which the slutty green thing obliged.

Before us was a platform, in full view as we fucked next to a tray of pies, naked men and women presented to the monster girls in an orgiastic auction...

I closed my eyes, feeling the thick goblin's heartbeat throbbing as I kept thrusting, losing myself when all I saw were her loving amber eyes.

"Mmmph!" Her tongue felt salty no doubt from the blowjob, but it didn't feel disgusting. Thrusting savagely, I felt my balls tighten again when I kept squishing her ass between the stall and my loins. That's when I came again as her vaginal muscles clamped on me with a keening scream.

Mating with a fertile goblin was the best. All I had in mind was her body, in my mind, dreaming how I could mate with my sweet Anubis as well.

Lifting the goblin, I put her on my arms, still locked in her cunt as I fucked her standing, with Drazha watching, her robes undone on her back with the man furiously taking her from behind. It was an orgy of epic proportions. So mad and lewd, I noticed a naked centaur leaning on the rails of the vendor with a boy working his hips to mate with her furiously, her mouth in a bit gag like a horse and her arms in a leather armbinder. Her back was full of welts as her mate used a horse whip with abandon, making her scream in pleasure.

I nearly fainted when my erection came back, still lodged in the happy goblin who kissed my mouth with abandon.

"Mmm...Hey, want to try toys back at my place? I promise I won't stick things in you 'less you want it..." She breathily gasped in my mouth. Slipping down with a wet slurp, she was hugging me on her feet. I nodded dumbly, not even realizing she slipped her hands on my wrists intending to drag me.

"Come boy."

I dreamily stumbled, led by a chubby green goblin by the arm, past the vendors and celebrants, passing by the sights. A naked human girl was a living chandelier, suspended in a rope harness with candles planted on her body, moaning then a man swung her on his cock, slapping with every thrust as if on a swing as he fucked her brutally.

Already the slave auction was over, every naked girl and boy entwined with their buyers in hesitant, but joyful spectacles of sex when the goblin dragged me to her home. One of the girls was laying supine in the arms of a pale monster girl, her mouth closed on her neck.

"Vampire..." I gasped, with the vampire holding the girl's wrist tenderly to check her pulse as she fed, her other hand caressing her head tenderly as the girl shuddered, being sucked of her blood.

*-*-*-*-*

The goblin house was crazy. Cogs, gears, lamps and drawing boards showed she was a crazy engineer.

I was dragged to a strange room with strapped devices, which the naked goblin pushed me too, devouring my mouth in a kiss.

She, without words, strapped my ankles and wrists in a strange chained contraption, giggling as I was naked, helplessly suspended on my back.

"Now I have you for myself, boy. Relax."

"I will..." I gasped when she lay on me, kissing me again. Her tongue moved gently around my nipples, me being suspended by cuffs like a lamb.

"Heh heh..."

Her laughter was sweet when she pulled a chain, lifting me with a clanking sound. That's when I felt her warm tongue on my balls, her head bobbing up and down to suckle what essence I had. Her fingers probed my ass when she pushed a finger in, me instinctively clamping down.

"Relax! It's not as painf-mmmh" She kept sucking when I exploded in an orgasm, pumping my seed down her throat.

I gasped for air as the Goblin kept sucking me. She kept sucking slowly, for a moment until the little green thing stood up and bottle-fed me a potion. Lowering me at her waist level, she sat on my lap, giggling. Lifting her bubble-butt, the goblin sat on my cock, my penis sliding in her warm, yielding vagina with a slurp.

I sighed in pleasure when she slowly started rocking the swing, taking me like a girl under her. Only I was the one penetrating her from below. Biting my lips, I squealed with her rocking my night, my cock, and my body like a doll.

"Oh god..."

"You like that?" I smiled tearfully and gratefully accepted her wet kiss on my lips, holding her breasts. They were soft balloon smothering my face.

Lifting her chest, she cradled my head between her breasts, increasing her pace as she fucked me like a stud. Several minutes and many rocking movements later, my orgasm started to build up in my balls. Kissing her, I lifted my hips just when she slapped my ass and jumped, laying down with all her weight on my tortured cock.

A perfect orgasm exploded in my loins, discharging inside her fertile goblin womb, earning another playful slap on my ass.

I blacked out, mercifully asleep as I felt her soft sucking on my tortured cock for hours. I could spend only so much stamina.

*-*-*-*-*

I felt dry. My balls felt shrunk to the size of peas. I was thirsty. Even outside, from the window, I could see the passed out humans, monsters, sleeping in each other's arms, kissing, crying from happiness, and making gentle love under the sunlight.

A few naked women were sweeping the street with brooms, too tired to act fast. I had a good idea why.

The goblin was on top of me, softly sleeping. I was on a bed, hugging her like a soft pillow. I kissed her twitching, green pointy ears when she stirred.

"Mornin' stud..." She turned, planting a loud kiss on my lips.

It was the best night of my life. I was in the Goddess' arms for all I knew, never going back. I would go to Drazha to be inducted into the Goddess. I had my mind set.

I kissed my Goblin pillow gently, her kiss returned, and her fat jiggles felt soft on my hands.

"Don't go..." She mumbled, pulling me close. "Sleep."

I drifted into gentle sleep in her arms, subconsciously slipping inside her soft vagina with my morning erection.

She was smiling when I kept thrusting inside her for a quick morning fuck as the bed creaked, pleasure shooting in my loins. She clenched her legs around me, sleeping quietly as I did it as gently and quickly as I could, to ejaculate a final time before sleeping...

*-*-*-*-*

Outside, Drazha finished her morning prayer, sucking on a boy's penis in a prayer position, until the young man groaned, his body shuddering and releasing a final burst inside the beautiful Dark Priestess' mouth, who received his final gift for the day with gratitude. With cum drenched around her face and body, she observed the boy engaged in sleepy morning sex with the green slut he just met. Kissing the boy's penis with a devout prayer, she patted his ass, sending him away.

"Thanks to Goddess for my morning meal, thanks for the love, Agrat."

That boy would be a good lover to Anukh-su, still sulky with her acnes and puberty. All Drazha needed was a bit of alchemy, healing, and advice to the cute Anubis needing help.

Time to heal resting human slaves who were blood donors to vampires, lazing tired in the sun. They needed plenty of cider and grape juice to recover. And Drazha's duty was to help and nurture humans under her heel: she'd never forgive herself if one died.

Afterward, she would console the young Anubis, encouraging her to show confidence.

**

The Goblin gently stirred me, her big, green ears twitching in love. Her face was cuteness incarnate, human...ish with green skin, bigger lips and cute eyes.

"Good morning boy..." She kissed my lips. "How was the sleep?" Her big breasts, like two fat pillows, felt soft on my belly.

"The best sleep ever."

"Your first time?"

I nodded, smiling. The Goblin laughed cutely.

"Ooh, I popped a virgin, huh? HA! Liking the life here?" I nodded, nuzzling her fat plump breasts. The nipples felt hard on my belly. "I think I remember you. You that kid gunning for the Anubis, huh?"

"Uh..."

It was awkward, naked and the goblin on my lap, I had to nod.

"It's ok. Every boy loses his virginity here hun. She won't mind...Now, breakfast?" She winked, as the whistling of tea echoed in the kitchen.

*-*-*-*-*

I was dressed in a bath robe, across the table, eating with the goblin. She gave a big kiss on my cheek:

"Bon Appetit!"

She herself was nude, most monsters not bothering with clothes, her green, hairy pussy in front of me as we ate.

I tucked into the pancakes and tea, too hungry to be aroused now.

"So, what's your name?"

It was still amazing. I laid with a goblin woman who didn't even ask for my name.

"Anon."

"I'm Greka. I run the water pipes an' fix the clocks here. Nice meeting at the festival...You're that kid I taught about metal gears, huh?"

I blushed, making her laugh.

"It's OK. I'm not gonna keep you or anything..." She winked. "Unless you want to...Some nice snack you are y'know...Hey..." She sipped her tea. "You need work for good coin, I can use a kid who doesn't mind cleaning dirty pipes..." She kept talking. "I could use an apprentice too, so if you intend to stay..."

I nodded. "Maybe."

We ate, talking about life, my own, and hers. Turned out she was an engineer in the First Demon War, helping monster girls and Lescatie selling pressure engines for water pipes. After the war, she had settled in the nearest monster village when the lines broke and got herself a safe home. Her last true goblin husband had died a century ago of old age, and as time passed, she had found human boys a nice substitute.

Apparently, the monsters were quite happy seeing Maou die under the blades of Theophilos the Kinslayer, though no one understood where the male monsters went.

"No one liked Maou. He was a true monster, using humans for fuel, sacrifice, and experiments for his plagues." Greka told me. "But humans don't like us green goblins, so I got back here."

She leaned to kiss my cheek, and I giggled at her attention.

Scooting her chair next to me, she leaned on my shoulder. Slowly her hand slipped inside my bath robe, finding the treasure she wanted.

"So hard already, stud? Don't mind if I..."

I nearly coughed my tea when her head went down, her wet mouth closing on my cock, suckling.

"Oh, God..." I whimpered when her head started bobbing up and down, her hands squeezing my balls as if she wanted to milk them.

I barely finished my tea when another orgasm built up, and I threw my head, ejaculating in her mouth with full force.

I sat there, amongst suckling sounds echoing across the room. I was spent.

Not for long.

*-*-*-*-*

We dressed up, kissed and fondled each other's bodies, our hands eager to discover each other again until a bell rang outside. Looking outside, I saw a naked human girl pulling a large bell that signaled something. She stood up, leading me outside.

"It's Sunday devotion. You might wanna come along, seeing all the monsters interested in marrying you, boy."

I raised my brows. "Not you?" Hearing that she smiled, and giggled.

"Would you like that? Sure, we had fun and all..."

We stared at each other, holding hands softly. She was rubbing my palm with her fingers.

"I could use a new boy..." She mumbled.

...

Maybe another time.

I shook my head, laughing in disbelief. Without any more words, I left the house, hand in hand... Though she groped my ass plenty of times on the road, with no one looking at us. We passed happy couples, singing Harpies and delightful breakfast tables, to sit inside the beautiful dark temple.

Outside, human boys and girls wearing white clothes were sweeping the temple, amiably greeting the monster girls. Sharing words, kisses, and headpats, they cleaned the steps until we waited outside as the priestess was cleaning the altar, and lighting candles, the interior lit by sunlight, but also candles.

*-*-*-*-*-*

The ritual was a simple, calm extolling of Agrat and a few marriage ceremonies. A humble human boy was holding hands with a werewolf girl, her fluffy ears wiggling with joy as she sniffled, the white wedding dress draped around her as her tail wagged.

A brief prayer and a kiss later, the werewolf girl scooped up the boy in her arms and started running for their home amongst laughter from the crowd.

"Don't break him, dear!" An elderly Kitsune laughed, fanning herself, arm in arm with her lover, a middle-aged man.

That's when the flying bouquet landed on a monster girl's lap.

It was "Da Anoobers", Anukh-su.

My young Anubis was surprised when the bouquet fell on her arms, blinking in surprise, as we made eye contact.

I could see Drazha giving me a thumbs up from the corner of my eye when the congregation giggled.

Even my beloved Anubis' tail wagged a little until she ran to an alcove, sniffling...Talk about luck.

Sigh.

Somehow, Drazha grinned as if she had a surprise.

After that, a very shy Lamia, a snake-bodied girl, slithered hand in hand with her "darling", a man that looked perpetually confused and eyes like plates at the spectacles as if everything was alien to him. They prayed and kissed, the Lamia carrying him like a human bride in her arms to their home amongst fanfare.
The next was a Hellhound bride.

A hellhound is a wolf girl who is more at home in a volcano. Her eyes burning, her black fur was poking out of the wedding dress' holes, her paws grabbing at the edges. Her husband was a young boy whom I knew years ago. I knew he was like me, interested in exploring, and flirting with passing monster girls.

And she was...oh man...She was shivering with anticipation.

"At this rate, she'll render the dress into confetti!" The Kitsune giggled.

She was shivering until the prayers were done, and finally, howled towards the sky. Jumping, she ripped her own wedding dress, scooping up her husband in it and dashing to their home, howling.

Next was an even crazier spectacle.

A beautiful, black haired boy with a stubble on his chin walked hand in...paw? Claw? With a MASSIVE monster woman whom no bridal gown would fit, large as a horse cart. She was an arachnid, her ENORMOUS legs powerful enough to shake the stone floor skittering, one eye covered by a magical text.

Her big body was black furred, enormous breasts covered by an ancient bone armor.

An Ushi-Oni, I would learn about her species.

As soon as Drazha gave her leave to kiss the brid- I mean the husband, she locked her lips on him and scooped him on her back. Screaming, she dashed outside, shattering the front door in splinters.

"I HAVE A HUSBAAAAAAAAAAAAN~!!"

Drazha sighed, facepalming.

"THAT COMES OUT OF YOUR PAY, TOMOKO!"

"OKAY!" She screamed back, running to her cave up the hill as townsfolk screamed and ran away from her rampage.

We were all laughing until tears rolled down our cheeks.

That was when Drazha extended her hand to me. I was frozen.

"We are also here to introduce a new young man to our ranks. Anon. Please, approach."

Frozen, I stood there with a raging erection as the Goblin poked me and pushed me.

I was taken to stand before the Dark Priestess, pulling me for a hug.

"This young man is enlightened to our lifestyle. Freely and of his own will, he came to our arms, and the arms of our Goddess." The Dark Priestess intoned as the doors closed, and the onlookers focused on me.

That was...intense, and worrying.

Moreso when the Dark Priestess put a hand on her cloak and started stripping in front of dozens of worshippers. Her large, firm breasts popped out of her robe, the priestess wiggling her hips and discarding her entire robes, standing stark naked before the altar. Her body was firm, though a bit aged, a beautiful, curved body and long, full legs.

Her womanhood was tattooed with a rose above her pubis, perfectly shaven and perfumed, her belly button pierced with a golden heart stud.

She stretched her wings, spreading her arms.

"Come to my arms boy and strip. We welcome you to our arms and take me on the altar. I have a BIG surprise for you..."

I was shocked. Surprise? This? Sex was no surprise, my endles orgasms hurting my balls but somehow, my raging hormones wanted MORE.

The Goblin snuck behind me, slowly removing my humble clothes again. Too shocked, I felt the wind on my naked body as the Dark Priestess embraced me in her arms and kissed my forehead.

Slowly pushing me down on the altar, a soft slab, her soft, chubby hips gently sat on my own.

I was about to be taken in front of every onlooker, boosting my erection to a new height. I could, I swear, penetrate rock right now.

Then I felt the petals on my head. To my shock, the worshippers didn't mock or jeer. Everyone was caring, pouring petals on my body as the Dark Priestess kissed my penis as if she was worshipping a god, rubbing her fingers on my shaft in devotion. It was like some weird ritual with everyone helping me, and they were. Hands ruffled my head, fluffy tails tickled my nose as the Dark Priestess lifted her hips, and sat down on my erection with an easy glide.

"We welcome between our legs, our homes, our hearts." Drazha kissed my lips when I noticed the onlookers were stripping as well, hugging each other and the servant boys and girls in lewd kisses.

Then my vision was blocked by another Dark Priestess. She approached me from behind, wearing only pink panties on her pale ass. Throwing a leg over my head, she started untying her laced, pink panties and revealed her nether region over my face.

"Bon appetit! Say aaahhh..."

My vision went dark as she slowly sat down on my face, the last thing I saw being a neon purple-haired slit landing on my mouth, engulfing with its wetness as her bountiful asscheeks covered my face. I could hear her kissing Drazha as she ground her hips on my face, forcing me to lick her slit.

My tongue tasted strawberries, my nose buried to smell her beautiful pussy, rubbing on her clitoris. My fingers felt warm sucking as more monster girls took my fingers to kiss and suck, I lost in a wild sea of fingers, mouths, and slits pressing on me.

I could barely keep my orgasm from the pressure, only the strain keeping me from blowing my load as everyone tasted me, kissed, licked and sucked my skin.

It would endure a long time, my ears only hearing kisses, moans, music, and sounds of sex erupting all around me.

I would lose myself in minutes, ejaculating inside Drazha's womb with a painful groan, my cock twitching inside her warm canal. Yet I could only lick and suck the beautiful pussy buried on my face, the other priestess not even be letting go of my face...Though I felt my penis leaving Drazha's pussy, still rock hard.

Then I felt a tighter pussy slowly glide in. I could not see who, though I felt everyone leavng me alone, drowning in pleasure, and cooled by the wind, as my hands were helplessly squeezing the Dark Priestess' bountiful big ass facesitting me.

"SURPRISE!"

She lifted her hips, making me gasp for air.

Gasp I did...For air and in surprise.

The one straddling my cock was Anukh-su, face red like a beet, closing her face with her paws even as she was straddling my cock, teasing it with her pussy lips.

My erection was painful: Anukh-su was stripped nude, her dark brown skin glistening with oils, her snake circlet fitted with a white wedding veil over her head in a mockery of a humble Lescatian wedding, her limbs adorned with Kemet jewelry.

The ring was in her claw, glowing pink.

"Surprise, Anon! She said yes!" Drazha smiled and clapped her hands.

My mouth open with shock, I could only freeze as Anukh-su grunted, whining as my cock felt tear something between her legs:

Her hymen. She had been a virgin ever since, waiting for me when I rutted with monsters the moment I turned a man.

I felt like an ass, I sniffled, mumbling in shock even I took her pussy. "I'm...sorry..."

"Why?" Drazha chuckled. "She and I are perfectly alright with you losing your virginity earlier. It's only a bother, child. Now...take her and breed her. For your Goddess." She kissed my forehead as Anukh-su moved her hips slowly in pain, face STILL closed behind her shy paws. I gently reached to take her paws away, but she resisted.

After a minute, she slowly removed her paws, revealing a face full of tears of happiness.

Naked, and having sex with me on the spot, she could only whine.

"D-do you love me, Anon?"

"OF COURSE I LOVE YOU!" I shrieked, even then thrusting in her in awkward motions. "I WANTED YOU!" I slammed my member inside her, making her lose her concentration and whine like a puppy. "Why..."

"I was...hah...scared." She kept riding me. "I thought...I was ugly...AH!" She bit her lips when my cock hit the end of her uterus.

"NO! I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!" Lost in sex, I still lifted myself to hug her flat breasts, and kiss her lovely lips, which she obliged.

"Mmm..."

I pulled her by the waist, and turning around, pushed her on her back. Whining in shame, she clasped her hindpaws on my waist, pulling my face for a kiss. I started thrusting faster, her torn hymen out of the way. On top of her, I had the freedom to kiss and thrust as much as I could, even to the point I didn't realize I *had* ejaculated into her during sex...

We lost ourselves in happy bliss, the rest of the worshippers respectfully filing out and wishing us a long life as the Anubis jumped on my lap to take me all the way in.

*-*-*-*

I came, came and came.

Hours later, I was asleep on the Altar, Anukh-su sleeping soundly on me.

Drazha was sitting next to us, praying over us, pouring rice over our naked bodies and rubbing our heads.

"Goddess bless you, children. Make the best out of your torn lives."

That we would.

*-*-*-*

I had a wild life. I took Anukh-su repeatedly on the altar, and in our temporary home for days, our screams and her barks echoing throughout the village as passersby giggled and laughed.

The coming years, I was friends with everyone and spent my two years learning about Goblin engineering and some smithing. I spent every day with Anukh-su, as she perfected the art of funeral preparation, Kemet magic, and Law until she would be called to serve in the Pyramid of her parents' queen.

And sex. Dear God, the sex. It was no secret that everyone in the village was allowed to take advantage of every boy when possible: it was law.

At Mondays, I would fix the Titania lady Sapphirio's plumbing, my payment being five silver coins and an hour of gentle lovemaking in her flowery bed, as I thrust on top her slowly, her fat breasts swinging along with her fairy wings.

Her body was receptive to everything, only stopping when after several attempts, Sapphirio politely told me she was pregnant one day. Anukh-su didn't know or cared: it was law.

On Tuesdays, I would fix and adjust the clocks in the town, since metallurgy wasn't the best. Of course, my assistant, Greka the Goblin, awaited me with open arms...and legs. We bet a silver on whether she could fix a clock as I fucked her ass from behind, straining in concentration when I thrust my swollen cock inside her dilated asshole, her butt jiggling with every thrust.

We spent the day naked in each other's arms, her mouth often occupied with my cock even as we worked. When I left for the south, she already had two little goblin children suckling each teat, waving us goodbye, pregnant with a third.

On Wednesdays, I would clean the stables and the centaur barns. The glorious, blonde centaur ladies were very polite, and chaste. They helped me out with fixing furniture engineered for their bodies, and paying me in kind.

Except for Sharea, the centauride I had met in the Hallow's festival. Often I was called to help her fix her work clothes.

I mean leather harness and armbinder she would shamelessly submit to be restrained like a horse when pulling loads. Hey, I'm not the one to judge, to each his own. We got boys married to each other here.

I would take special care to try it out, restraining her arms behind her and harness her mouth like a horse. Grunting, Sharea would press her hindquarters against me, whimpering until I could remove my pants and thrust into her extremely warm pussy accepting my member.

Whinnying, she would let herself be ridden like a horse, and a mare as I bred her. The leathers I treated with a special oil that made them flexible.

Centaur pussy was not what one imagines: it contracts and shrinks to a human member. And my weekly treatment had turned her into a quite horny filly. Anukh-su was quite sure it was her other husband who had filled her belly with a healthy foal when we left.

Cue innocent whistling.

On Thursdays, I would work with the shopkeeper Succubus.

Fixing the light fixtures and taking inventory, my payment was six silvers per day...And a few hours in their bedroom as a local stud for her living property. The succubus, winking, snapped a finger, bringing her human pet, that wizard girl, and some weeks, a servant girl from the south, skin black as the night.

Sometimes I would entertain, even more, hesitant new women captured, coming to terms with their new lives. Once I even slept with Aurea, who, had married Drazha in a lesbian ceremony, but occasionally slipped into other homes for "experimenting."

She looked barely over 30, the Dark Priestess' blessing and demon energy granting her supernatural life.

For a few hours, we would forget the ourside world, the human slaves quite eager to get a hold of a local lucky celebrity, luckily, me. Rolling in bed, I would try my best to please the girls who gave their bodies to me.

The Succubus shopkeeper? No, it was her hobby to breed her slaves with attractive men.

She read a book, drinking her wine and watching us in delight. Once she made an oil painting of me making love to her chubby wizard girl, painting us in a perfect light, her ass up in the air as I thrust wildly, so hard that each bountiful cheek jiggled, her mouth gagged, eyes blindfolded, hands and feet bound together. She loved bondage, her ass had always welts from her mistress' riding crop.

Mercifully, the nude painting of the wizard girl, heavy with pregnancy, never made it to the public. Neither the black girl's, whose child resembled me, working the shop as an apprentice in the coming years. Though Drazha raised an eyebrow at me when she and Aurea raised her child by me.

"I didn't think...you of all people." She had chuckled...

The other three days? Serving my dearest Anubis with all my body and heart. Other days as well, though obviously with not the best stamina.

Hey, maybe I'll give you more details about each night one day.

After several years, my love Anubis received the call of duty from her queen, and we started loading our home and belongings to a caravan. The guard minotaur girls were friendly but sad: they would miss us.

I just noticed that one of them was a bit bigger, but also hid a bulge in her clothes as well. Now I know why some of the more submissive boys loved hanging out with her.

Not my cup of tea. I love girls.

Eventually, we moved south to her Pyramids. I took her and our children, two adorable Anubis Puppies holding our hands: She named them Saakali and Amunet. Already the two Anubis toddlers were growing enamored with life, and the puppet shows my beloved Anukh-su enjoyed all these years.

Accompanying us was freedwoman Anne, and her new family, her human husband and their children who were young engineers.

Also, I am sure my years of life in that village had many goblin girls, Kitsune and Lamia babies that resembled me: Anukh-su was occasionally angry, but let me do as I wished... Occasionally...not particularly when she walked in on me when I was with Anne in our tent. We had a bit much to drink and Anne had pulled me to a tent, kissing me, her husband fast asleep, as well as the children.

Anne had entered the tent butt-naked, her body still firm and ripe.

"Hey, kid..." She drunkenly smiled, embracing me. "Show me what you did to them monsters."

I did not say no.

When Anukh-su walked in on me taking her under me, she caught us mid-sex, Anne's strong, sweaty legs clasped around my waist. I was frozen when Anne was lost in ecstasy, biting her lips, her breasts jiggling with every thrust.

I had already come twice inside her before Anukh-su found us.

Hey, she wanted it. And Anne, though older than me, was well...quite lusty. Fucking covered in sweat, I was frozen in shock when Anukh-su barked like a jackal.

"WHAT IN RA'S NAME ARE YOU DOING YOU HORNY BASTARD!"

I shrieked in shock, clenching in a surprise orgasm together with the older woman under me. I was still ejaculating in her as Anukh-su's rage flared and she raised her scepter, striking my head.

"OUCH!"

"I OUGHT TO STICK THIS SCEPTER IN YOUR ASS! ARRRRRRGH!"

Being locked in fear, balls deep inside Anne's clenched cunt was not a pleasant thing when your wife is hitting your head, your back, and OH GOD SHE HIT ME ON THE BALLS!

I spent the week in a chastity belt, uncomfortable as hell as Anukh-su slept naked next to me.

"Shut up, one week, no sex."

"But my love..."

"Hmph! : by taiyakisoba

Monster Girl Adventure by HammerGod

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• monster girls –
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• goblin –
• facesitting –
• happily arranged marriage –
• grown up together

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