Lolicon Corner - A Mon Musume Alternative Harem

by WeebTrashMachine

A virtuous lolicon seeking some legal loli love goes to a liminal convention years after the events of the manga and finds much more than he had hoped for.

Lolicon Corner

A Lolirotica by WeebTrashMachine

Today was the day that dreams would come true. Brian was sure of it. He stood in front of his mirror adjusting his tie and hair for the nth time. For all the research about liminals that he had had done in preparation for this day, he had found nothing indicating what monster girls would like in a guy's appearance. He figured a nice black business suit would work for nearly any human gathering, so it was probably as safe a bet as any.

Nothing he was wearing would matter if he just stood in the hotel fussing over his appearance all day, so he set off for the expo. It hadn't been long ago that the existence of liminals, a massive variety of demi-humans, nearly humans, and only-somewhat-human-looking peoples, had been officially revealed to the world instead of existing merely in fantasy stories and as a closely guarded government secret. Today was the day of the Fifth Annual Interspecies Cultural Exchange Exposition, an unparalleled massive convention of thousands of liminals and humans in which the liminals put on exhibits to explain their cultures, physiologies, and in general tried to make humans more comfortable with their existence.

It was also an opportunity to push the Intercultural Exchange Program in which liminals would find a host family to stay with, and, if rumors were to be believed, where members of female-only races that required human males to reproduce would look for dates, boyfriends, husbands, and/or fathers of their children. There were dances, bars, private rooms, and a sort of speed-dating event in which guys would put down the kinds of things they were looking for in an "exchange student", then interview multiple liminals consecutively until he found a match, someone he would host in his home.

In other words, there were many, many monster girls looking to hook up with human guys (and undoubtedly some of the reverse). Thus, this was as good a chance as any for Brian to find what he was looking for...so he needed to get his butt in gear and go!

Fast forward an hour and Brian had been wandering around the Expo in a daze for 50 minutes, trying to take it all in (he had gotten a room at a hotel as close as possible in case he got lucky and brought a monster girl back for the night, although he wouldn't admit that fact to himself openly). The event was far more impressive than he had imagined; there was an entire rock climbing wall where a couple species of lizardfolk brought interested people along to climb with them, a huge aquarium with merfolk and many sets of diving gear for interested oxygen breathers wanting to join them for a swim, a workout area labeled "Club Kobold" where cute and fluffy dog-like liminals were equally happy to encourage and help someone just starting out, or work out with and lavish compliments on those with obvious experience, an area with nets where harpies carried people around in the air to show them the life of a flyer, a stage where men lined up for the experience of being wrapped in the "slightly cool" scales of a lamia, an area for nocturnal liminals, an area for blood-sucking liminals, even an area for milking farm-animal liminals...or wait, for milking farm animals WITH liminals? Brian felt that section was needlessly vague and could cause some embarrassing or disappointing miscommunications.

He made one whole pass from the front to the back of the giga-normous convention building (funding provided by Club Kobold, apparently, according to the swag and information packets he was handed on the way in) when he found what he was looking for (and didn't know existed) all the way in the back of the Expo: Lolicon Corner. Brian had seen many loli-liminals on his walk through the Expo and his hopes of finding a legal-loli girlfriend were sky-high, but he wasn't aware that there was actually a section devoted to his interests. The idea of a loli-fetish-specific section felt... awkward.

Apparently, Brian wasn't the only one who thought so, as the section was entirely devoid of humans. He checked his map of the Expo and "Lolicon Corner" didn't officially exist. He took cover behind a nearby piece of another exhibit and stared. There were a couple dozen small-sized liminals of various species that were dressed up to play off of the loli-angle. There were some wearing high school uniforms, some middle school, some elementary. Many had pajamas and onesies, teddy bears and coloring books, there were several pacifiers (which Brian thought was cute in a punky, clubby way) and even one cheeky lesser succubus in a diaper (which Brian thought was taking things too far for his tastes, but he was not about to judge a fellow degenerate's preferences).

Several of the little liminals were standing on a couch they had carried over, apparently the only piece of furniture in their unofficial exhibit, and they were holding up a banner written in crayon that read "We Love Lolicons" while singing "I Love...Little Girls" by Ooga Booga. Brian was acutely aware of two things. One, if he walked over to "Lolicon Corner" all his dreams would come true, and two, there was no way in hell he was going to be able to do that and out himself as a lolicon to the entire world.

He looked around, hoping someone else would approach the exhibit first. In various shadows were multiple men just like him, hiding in fear and observing the lolis from behind cover, probably also hoping someone else would go first. And then, someone did. A fat bastard in a pig mask ("aw shoot, great idea, I need a mask," Brian thought) boldly walked up to the couch with both arms stretched out as if to hug all the lolis at once. The lolis froze for a second, then pounced.

There was a brief scuffle. The result was the man sitting on the couch with the winning two girls each on one side of his lap like a dual-wielding mall Santa. The succubus in a diaper sat on the ground with her eyes spinning, the loser of the melee. She recovered, threw off the diaper and stomped off with her arms crossed, evidently a bad sport. The large man on the couch put one arm around each loli on his lap, fingers boldly resting on their little tushes.

"That creep, how could he just...oh..." Brian choked down a revulsion reaction when he realized his hypocrisy. There was definitely no way he was going over there NOW. He knew that his reaction, and worse, is what everyone would have towards him the moment he did. But...he NEEDED it. And who cares what the world thought as long as he had a beautiful little loli lover to hold? If the lolis were so enthusiastic about the fat bastard, he KNEW they would be OK with his merely average self. So, who cares what people think?

...Brian did, apparently. He was torn. He took off, pacing around the convention to build up his nerve to walk over before it was too late and all the lolis were taken. He would never forgive himself if that happened. Then again, there were entire species of lolis, so he could always find one later…

"No! Excuses, excuses," Brian chastised himself. He found a bar and took a seat, thinking he'd down some liquid courage then race over before it was too late.

"What can I get you to drink, sir? Or did you come to sign up to meet exchange student candidates?" Brian was addressed by a smiling usagi-mimi (bunny ears) bartender who was holding a stack of forms out to him. Brian nodded and took one form and looked at it, eyes immediately drawn to the, "What are you looking for in a liminal exchange student? (Physical characteristics OK)" section.

He took a bunny-eared pen from the implacably smiling usagi-mimi and, in a fit of defiance, wrote, "Loli. I'm a lolicon." He held out the form to the bartender, wanting to see her reaction and get it over with. The bunny girl's smile faded a little bit and the bottom dropped out of Brian's stomach.

"Um, sir..." as she continued, Brian's regret bloomed and he began to sweat, "You still need to fill out your name and contact information so that the lucky girl you choose can get in touch with you afterwards."

"Oh. My bad." He took the form back and fully filled it out.

"Or should I say, lucky 'little' girl?" She added, winking.

Brian gulped, "I-is that okay?"

The usagi-mimi's eyes widened, "Of course! Why wouldn't it be? In fact, " She turned to a laptop behind the counter and plinked a couple keys with her long rabbit nails, "Yup, just as I thought! You're the first person to sign up to meet lolis all day. There were a group of them hanging out with me all morning, super excited to meet the lolicons that they were sure were coming. But for some reason none came by...maybe they are rarer than we realized?"

Brian could only guess that taboos were different in different cultures, and perhaps liminals really saw nothing wrong with men who liked little girls. He supposed that made sense since some races were nothing but lolis.

"In any case", the bartender continued, "you are needed right away! Come with me, love." She came from behind the bar and hooked an arm around his, pressing her ample bunny bosom against him.

She led him to a series of rooms right next to the bar, and Brian realized that he had unwittingly sat in the waiting area for the exchange student match making. He observed several liminal girls waiting at the bar and nearby tables, giving him curious and eager smiles. None of them looked very loli except for a white-feathered harpy in a red bowler hat, fashionable clothes, and short white hair covering one eye. If she were human, Brian would guess her to be around twelve or thirteen years old. She blushed and looked away when they made eye contact. This put Brian over cloud nine, and he hardly noticed when the bartender sat him in a room and put a drink on the table.

The bunny girl said something Brian didn't hear, then closed the door behind her. Brian sat there in a daze, thinking thoughts like, "That harpy! She was so pretty! She looked so young! She liked me! Ahhhh!"

After a few minutes, Brian came to his senses and took account of his surroundings. It was a small room with a deep, comfy, semi-circular booth around the edge of the room, facing a table in the middle where the bartender had left some sort of presumably alcoholic beverage for Brian. A sign on the door read, "Button under table summons service! Be nice to the humans!"

Time passed as Brian twiddled his thumbs and just about vibrated from excitement, mind full of fantasies of successful outcomes. He already knew he'd say yes to the beautiful white harpy if given the chance and really hoped she would show up at his door. Twenty minutes later, Brian started worrying that no one was coming, or that maybe he was supposed to push the button.

Just then, the door opened and a tall, lean, long-limbed mosquito girl stood in the doorway, "You know you have a long line of small liminals waiting outside your door, right? You're supposed to open it when you're ready," she said, glancing down the hallway to the right of the door, beyond Brian's sight. "Is your fetish little girls or something?" she asked, without teasing or judgment, "Maybe what you really want is skinny girls?" At this, the mosquito girl ran her hands up her legs, across her torso, caressing her slim bust over her skimpy, skintight outfit.

"M-maybe?" Brian stammered in response, eyes following her hand. He couldn't deny it. Lithe figures and lean bodies were a large part of the loli appeal to him. Flat chest and small chest were equally glorious as far as he was concerned.

"If you let me drink just a little of your blood every once in a while, I'll let you touch this tight body as much as you want..." She turned sideways, one of her hands slipped under her top and fondled a breast, the other squeezed her slim, but shapely rear, as she bent over and presented herself in a cute pose.

Suddenly, there were some startled and disgruntled loli noises and a tiny lesser succubus, looking for all the world as a slightly tan-skinned six year old human child, appeared with a flying kick that was planted right on the mosquito girl's pert behind. She flew out of sight with an "Uwah!" The succ landed in the room, her pale, thin, wispy, childish hair fluttering from the action as she closed the door and a couple random white feathers drifted to the floor.

"Hey, handsome. Will you be my Daddy?" she asked in a sickly sweet imitation of a little girl's voice, while sauntering up to Brian in a decidedly unchildlike way. While she downed the beverage that the bartender had left him, Brian recognized her as the one who had been wearing the diaper at "Lolicon Corner'' and had stomped off in frustration when she didn't win a spot on the pig-masked man's lap. She had ditched the diaper and had apparently found a teal onesie with little yellow ducks.

"Good little girls should sit on Daddy's lap, right?" Without hesitation, she jumped up and mounted Brian where he sat on the couch and stuck her little tongue in his mouth. Brian flailed with all limbs in panic, but the succ didn't seem to notice or care. He certainly found her attractive, Brian thought, with her tiny kindergartener body, as flat and as undeveloped as possible. But this wasn't what he wanted; he wanted a little girl to protecc and sometimes attacc. Instead, this was an experienced predator of a woman in a loli body. The succ put one hand down his pants and grabbed his junk, causing him to shiver in shock.

"What's the matter?" she mocked. "Not hard? I thought you were into little girls."

"I'm...more of a sadist than a masochist, actually," Brian responded sheepishly.

"Whaaat? Nonsense. All men really just want to be dominated by little girls, some just don't know it yet. I'll make you like it!" With that, she pulled him down to the floor in the space between couch and table, then began stepping on his face with her pajama'd, footied feet. "Ow," he moaned, noticing a button labeled "press button for assistance" that was mysteriously, but conveniently under the table.

"Too...aggressive..." he managed to say as his face kept being mashed into the floor. He reached up, just barely able to hit the button. An instant later the door flew open and a different usagi-mimi stood in the doorway with a large net, with which she smoothly snagged the succ and carried her away.

"I saw you cut in line, silly!" the usagi-mimi chastised, "Now you can either go to the back of the line or wait for a masochist that might be a better match."

Brian crawled back on the couch, adjusted his pants, and rested his head back with a sigh, saying to himself, "Can't we just start with hugging or something?"

Immediately, "Hugging!? Spooder loves hugging!" Brian looked up and all his survival instincts went into full gear when he saw a giant pink and fuzzy spider jumping through the air towards his face. He screamed and rolled out of the way, last second. As soon as the spider landed, he saw the upper torso of a loli with a young, cute, round face but many solid black insect eyes, turn and look over its shoulder at him, grinning stupidly. Attached to the upper half of a small girl with similar proportions to the succ, was the eight legged torso of a fuzzy pink spider, which nightmarishly rotated to face Brian and pounced once again, giggling.

What proceeded was several minutes of running, jumping, rolling, dodging and shrieking as Brian somehow avoided making contact with the spooky spider in the small room. With no time to hit the button under the table, Brian feinted to the door and opened it last second so that the jumping spider girl flew right out of it with a "Weee!".

He slammed the door and heard her say, "Awww, play time over? If Spooder goes to back of line, we can play again?" Brian collapsed against the door, spent, leaning against it to hold it closed.

"I may have made a mistake..." he muttered.

In response, he heard a slithering sound and an authentic little girl's voice with a childish lisp asked, "What mistake? What were you doing with that spider? Was it mating? It was mating, wasn't it?"

Brian opened his eyes and saw that his arms and legs were completely wrapped up by a precious little redheaded sneklet. "Whoa, how did you get here?" He asked, startled, testing his arms and legs against the slithering coils and finding himself helpless.

"Through the air vent. So was it mating? What was the mistake? Did you not use protection and give the spider babies? Is that what this room is for, mating? Can we mate too? You won't make a mistake, I'm not old enough to make babies!" She smiled an innocent smile, showing off several missing baby teeth, both explaining the cute lisp and backing up her claim of being precociously underage.

"The air vent? Aren't you too young to have sex?" She finished wrapping her coils around him, and their faces were very close. As his heart went dokidoki, Brian reassured himself that, yup, he was a helpless degenerate lolicon.

"That's what Auntie Bunny said! But I told her that lamias don't have an age limit for mating, we all do it at once. Also, my mommy gave me permission. So, Auntie bunny said if I snuck in through the air vent when she wasn't looking, then it wasn't her fault. Sex is mating, right? Or is it different? Can you show me how to have sex?"

Brian was sweating. He was sure he was about to go to jail, or hell, or both. He may be sexually attracted to little girls, but he was going to do his damndest not to be a child molester. That's why he was here! So he could find a life partner liminal that just HAPPENED to be loli, and if anyone asked about it he could just magnanimously declare that love takes all forms, and love is blind, and oh scrap, the little lamia girl took off her clothes while he was internally monologuing and was rubbing her nubile form against him as she tried to figure out what to do.

"Am I doing it right? Is this sex?" she said breathily, face flushed. Brian thought the sound of an aroused little girl was devastating. The lamia noticed, "Something got hard down here. It feels GOOD when I rub against it. Am I doing it right? Usually Papas practice mating with their daughters so they know how to do it, but my Papa is too old or something so he only mates with my older sisters and mother and aunts. So I don't know how to do it. Can you show me, please, Mister?"

Brian stared at her perky budding breasts; he thought that if she were human, she couldn't have been older than eleven or twelve. He felt a warm, wet part of the little girl rub insistently against his erection. He was at the very limit of his resistance when he asked, "Are you sure your Mama and Papa are both okay if we do this?"

"Of course!" she answered eagerly, face flushed and breathing noisily as she grinded wetly against him, "That's why me and Mama are here, to get Papa some backup, to help him mate with all the younger girls. So we're going to take you back to our country and our whole clan will make you their love slave and mate with you constantly until you can't even think straight enough to want to leave, and Mama told me not to tell you that part."

"Wait, wha-" Brian was muffled when the end of the lamia's tail found its way into his mouth and she suddenly arched her back and orgasmed, squeezing the breath out of him with her tail in the process.

She collapsed against him panting, then exclaimed excitedly, "That was sex wasn't it!? We mated, didn't we!? My Mama is going to be so proud, I have to tell her right away!" She shyly gave Brian a chaste peck on the cheek, put her clothes back on, and disappeared back through the air vent.

"Wait..." Brian objected, much too late. The sneklet was gone. He was torn. Brian was more aroused than he had ever been in his life, having listened to, watched, and felt the little girl's orgasm. It was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced, and he was wondering if human girls that young could also experience an orgasm like that, or if it were just a liminal thing. He also yearned to feel the loli's orgasm from actually inside of her, the right way. At the very least, he badly needed to masturbate now.

But even more so, he was terrified of being kidnapped to a foreign country, made into a sex slave, and never seen nor heard from again. Not his fetish! He needed to run...

Instead, the door opened once more and a plant girl appeared in the doorway. She had intense eyes yet a somewhat expressionless look to her face. She looked like a young, mostly nude girl made out of plants, with bark covering her extremities and conveniently placed leaves covering her almost completely flat chest and the space between her legs. Her hair was made of vines and her eyes were a beautiful, grass-green. Some sort of natural coloring made her appear to have dark eyeliner and gave her her intense look. Her expressionlessness made her seem alien, but also lovely, in a regal, haughty way.

"Are you the human male who is sexually aroused by the body of a child?" After saying this, she made a little motion with one wrist and the leaves covering her modesty pulled away and vanished. Her nearly flat chest had only the slightest curve of mass and Brian thought that if she were a human, she would be around nine or ten years old, a flower just on the cusp of blooming. Her nipples pointed at the ceiling as she leaned back and used her fingers to spread the hairless, newly pubescent girlhood between her legs for Brian to see.

"If true, that would be very convenient for me, as I refuse to alter my perfect body to attract a mate." Brian could only swallow, unable to answer as he was lost staring at the unearthly (or was it earthly?) beauty in front of him. The plant girl gave a dainty sniff then produced a small smile that didn't touch her eyes. "Aha. You attempt to communicate your arousal via pheromones, as is the way of my people. This is unnecessary, as I have taught myself your language. It is, however, a gesture of respect that is appreciated and will not be forgotten."

"Um." Brian eloquently responded. Tentacles of vine suddenly shot out from somewhere behind the plant loli, instantly wrapping up and both paralyzing and gagging Brian before he could say more.

"Very well," plant-girl continued in her haughty voice, again expressionless. "You consent. We shall now be married." Brian's eyes widened in alarm as the vines lifted him and the liminal into the air, depositing him gently on the couch and her in his lap. She fumbled with his belt, pants, and underclothes, doing her best to maintain her dignity.

"Please excuse me. This is my first mating." She managed to get him out, fully ready as he had been for a while now, and lowered herself on him somewhat awkwardly, but without delay.

"Mmm!" Brian protested, squinting close one eye in pain as the little treegirl bounced up and down off of him roughly. It was too tight and too dry and chafing. Staying expressionless, looking down and concentrating on the task at hand, the loli nonetheless noted his discomfort and both slowed her movement and excreted some sort of sweet smelling lubricant. Her insides seemed to adjust to him, taking a shape exactly matching his. All at once, it went from pain to pleasure and he relaxed into it. The little girl moved up and down, concentrating, and Brian just closed his eyes and let it happen, trying to focus on the pleasure. All too soon he came, screaming into his root-gag, as the plant loli's artificial girl parts undulated with his orgasm, milking him dry and multiplying his pleasure to the point of excruciating.

When Brian came to, the girl was staring at his face with her intense eyes, head tilted, as if examining his orgasm. Brian felt both ashamed and aroused from how he was being used and observed mercilessly; he knew he was a sadist, but perhaps there was some masochism in him after all. Regardless, he couldn't deny that it was the most pleasure he had felt in his life.

"My body gave you this much pleasure?" she mused, in a wondering, if still somewhat deadpan and haughty voice. She looked down at her body as her imprisoning vines retreated and the leaves regrew to cover her modesty (if only just barely). "This pleases me . Your body assures mine that it is as perfect as I knew it was." She smiled a small smile to herself and this time it just barely touched her eyes.

Blank faced again, she suddenly disconnected from Brian's lap, leaving him wet, cold, and feeling exposed (but smelling sweet) and said, "And now we are divorced," before turning and walking towards the door. She stopped at the threshold, hesitating, and turned back her head to look halfway over her shoulder. Brian tensed in fear, expecting more rape. Instead she seemed to search for words, then said, voice ever so slightly softer, "I am pleased that my first mating was successful. I am greatly looking forward to conceiving offspring. It was ... nicer than I expected to be intimate with an animal and bring it pleasure."

She turned back to the door and continued, "Not that I care or anything, because your role is now complete, but if you INSIST on seeing me or your offspring, I reside in what your people call the West Central Range." A pause. "Did you hear me and comprehend? I respect that you are a stoic animal of few words, but I demand confirmation that you understood my own."

Brian finally spoke up and replied, "Yes, um...If I want to see you again-"

"If you INSIST on seeing me again." She interrupted.

Brian continued, "Ah, yes, if I INSIST on seeing you again, I can find you in the West Central Range."

"That is correct," she confirmed, "Do you know how to reach that area?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Are you SURE that you know how to reach the West Central Range?"

"Uh, yes, I can always ask someone for directions if I have to."

She nodded, "Very well. That is good." Still looking away, the treegirl looked down at her bark covered feet and paused again, before saying, "I would know the name of my first mating partner and possible sire of my offspring."

"Uh...Brian. Nice to meet you."

"Yes. It is. I do not have a name, Brian, but if you visit my territory, I will allow you to give me one." With that, she looked forward once more and strode from the room, as regal and untouchable as when she entered.

Brian collapsed back against the couch without bothering to pull his pants up, exhausted, violated, overwhelmed. 'Lost my virginity finally, I guess', he thought, 'Or had it stolen? Does it still count as losing it with a liminal? With a plant?'

As he was considering this, there was a sudden booming (but little) voice, declaring, "You damned lolicon!"

He raised his head just enough to confirm that yes, it was another loli, then his head fell back and he stared at the ceiling wearily. "Please," he objected, weakly.

She continued, "Disgusting, dirty, degenerate lolicon. It smells like snake sex and sap in here. What is this supposed to be, a little girl brothel that you're using to satisfy your sick, perverted urges? You're scum, a damned lolicon. Just sitting there with your filthy junk out as if waiting for some loli sex slave to just service you. Why don't you just die?"

"Please, stop," Brian said, rolling into a fetal position facing away from the door and adjusting his pants once more, "I'm not into verbal abuse. I don't want to have sex with you. I don't even want to be a lolicon anymore. I just want to go home."

Brian wrapped his arms around himself and started sobbing silently. His emotions were a mess. He was forcibly aroused and violated, twice, and now he was being ashamed for his sexuality for no reason at all. He was done. He heard the door close quietly. Good. He was finally alone. But no, he sensed the little girl sit on the couch next to him and start gently rubbing his back.

"Are you ok?" The little voice asked, suddenly considerably quieter and nicer. "Did I hurt your feelings? Gosh, I'm... so, so sorry. I never talk to men and I just get so nervous. I... I thought lolicons were masochists that liked being insulted and stepped on..." She gave a little sniffle. Brian did the same.

"It's okay, you didn't know," he replied, "Some do, but I don't. Maybe you should just ask first in the future." He just kept laying on the couch and facing away from the girl, enjoying the backrub and letting it calm him down.

"Wow, you're right. I'm so ashamed of myself. Please forgive me, I'm just awkward..."

"It's fine, don't worry about it," he assured her, considering the fact that she had, at this point, actually abused him the least of the girls, and was, in fact, being really nice right now.

"Okay...thank you," she said, still sounding ashamed. "You seem like a good guy. I hate myself for messing it up. Oh well. You said you didn't want to... that you weren't attracted to me, anyway. Well, I'll leave you alone, now. But please don't stop being a lolicon. Without you, my species can't reproduce, and I would never have any daughters or sisters...I would be all alone..." She sniffled, then stood up off the couch. "But maybe I deserve to be, because I'm mean and made you cry." More sniffles. "Goodbye and good luck."

"Wait," Brian said, rolling over and sitting up. Now HE felt bad, because he had made a little girl cry. A very attractive little girl...She was extremely petite, no taller than his belly button, but still had the butt, hips, thighs, and breasts of a teenage girl. No human girl would be that well developed at an age that put them at that height. He supposed this was because she was probably an adult of her species after all, and thus had secondary sexual characteristics; she was just from a small species and so no taller than an eight year old human.

Brian decided he was just as attracted to this well-developed, if still slim girl, as he was to the completely undeveloped succubus, the early development tree girl, and the mid development snake child. He enjoyed the childish onesie, slightly tan skin and thin wispy hair of the succubus just as much as he enjoyed the more mature black T-shirt, tight bluejeans, pale skin and black hair of the girl in front of him. Brian decided that he was, in fact, a very open-minded lolicon of broad tastes.

He was interrupted from his self-congratulatory thoughts when she spoke, pausing and facing the door, "Just tell me one thing. Why don't you want to have sex with me? Am I not as pretty or as cute as the other lolis?" She hesitated, and then in a pained voice, "It's the eye, isn't it?"

"The what?" Brian asked, ready to assure her that with her somewhat unrealistic loli proportions and pretty, straight dark hair, that she was, in fact, probably the most attractive girl he had seen all day. She turned back to face him and Brian froze in terror when he saw the one giant eye that took up most of her forehead.

'Oh, THAT EYE,' he thought. He couldn't look away. It was a deep, vibrant, crimson red, with black streaks and gold flakes and…and…

The most beautiful jewel he had ever seen.

"Whoa..." he muttered, again a pinnacle of eloquence. The great eye glistened with one massive tear.

"It IS the eye, isn't it? OK, I'm leaving. Sorry and goodbye," she said dejectedly, with tears in her voice, as she started to turn back around to the door.

"No!" Brian objected, "Wait! It's... it's... charming." He felt terror, he felt captivation, he felt...She turned back and crossed her arms with an angry, disbelieving look, as if she suspected that she was being pitied or made fun of.

Seeing this, he continued with, "Seriously! Can... Can I kiss it? Please?"

Her jaw dropped open and her hands fell to her sides as she said, "You're still looking me in the eye, even though I'm... you want to kiss it?!"

"Yes! If that's OK? If not..."

"No, no. Please, please do, if you mean it." She slowly walked up to him, never breaking eye contact with that magnificent red and black orb, then closed it and slowly arched her face up towards his. Before he could lose his nerve, he bent forward and gently put his lips against her great eyelid, holding them there for a few seconds. Her eyelid was ever so soft and dainty, completely wonderful to kiss. When he finally broke the kiss, she collapsed into his lap, wrapping her short arms around his waist.

"Oh no..." she said in her miniaturized voice, "I'm in trouble now. I think I'm in love."

'Uh-oh,' Brian thought in response, 'that seems dangerously fast.'

"Can we forget the whole verbal abuse, me making you cry thing? Please?" the one-eyed loli pleaded.

He quickly explained, "Oh no, that wasn't you that made me upset. That was the girl that came before you."

She snatched her head up and gave him a fierce look. "What? What did she do to you to make you cry?"

Brian couldn't say it. He was ashamed. He let himself be overpowered and used by a small girl without his consent.

"Tell me!" She boomed in her little voice, then grabbed his chin and forced him to look into her eye, "I'll see for myself, then." Brian was paralyzed, hypnotized, and acutely aware that the one-eyed loli was invading his thoughts. Suddenly, she broke off the mental contact, face flushing red with rage, single eye glowing with energy and making the sound of a laser rifle being charged.

"S-she...she r-raped you! That vegetable bitch...MY damned lolicon...I'll turn her into salad!" The room shuddered from an overload of psychic energy as the monoeye stomped from the room, flinging open the door with her mind and marching off with a killing intent.

"Welp, time to leave," Brian said to himself, standing up and straightening his clothes. He began to walk towards the door with determination, deciding to go home and fap to anime loli porn, instead of waiting around to be raped, eaten by a spider, or zapped by a mind-reading yandere cyclops.

"No wait! No wait! Don't go home yet!" A tinny voice objected, coming from a tiny fairy that fluttered frantically into the room. She waved her arms and a rainbow of sparks shot out from them, slamming into Brian and sending him to the couch with his wind knocked out. She threw some more sparkles at the door and it slammed close. "Please! Please! I won't hurt you! Just give me five minutes!" The tiny fairy begged, immediately after hurting him.

"Okay...five...minutes," Brian wheezed from the couch, surrendering to yet another superior force. The tiny, hyper little fairy continued, always yelling so her tinny voice could be heard.

"So! So! Reason number one that you should date me! Maybe you're not ready for children yet. I'm not ready for children yet. Maybe one day. Right now I just want a boyfriend. Sounds good, right?"

Brian nodded. It was reasonable, and coincided with his own desires.

"Number two! I'm pretty! You think I'm pretty, right?" She flew up next to his face with her little dragonfly wings and did a spin, showing off an impressive mass of blond hair that was longer than she was tall and decorated with tiny pink ribbons. Her clothing was also pink ribbons, one across her modest chest, tied into a bow in the front, and a pair of pink panties made of the same material, tied together in little bows on either side above her long legs and slim thighs.

"Very pretty," Brian agreed with an indulgent smile, "Like a tiny, naked, teenaged princess." She WAS really pretty, like an expensive princess doll. Just... small.

"He thinks I'm pretty! He thinks I'm pretty! Yaaay!" She celebrated by pulling figure eights in the air. Brian put his elbow on the table, his chin on his hand, and grinned at her happy exuberance.

"Four minutes," he stated, to help her focus. He was still hoping to escape before it was too late, after all.

"Ahem," she cleared her throat and collected herself, then fluttered over to his shoulder and sat down, politely saying, "Pardon me." She wiggled her butt a little on his shoulder, getting comfortable, and folded away her wings. Brian barely felt her there. Now closer to his ear, she spoke a little slower and more calmly. They both stared straight ahead, awkward.

"Number three. I'm smol. Only six inches tall. So I'm portable. I can go anywhere you go. I want to. I'm a little needy. Very needy. Anyway, I can sit in a shirt pocket. In your shirt. In your pants, if, uh, you needed to hide me there for some reason. Top of your head. Or your shoulder, right here. Or right here." She scooted a little closer to his face. "Or here." She moved in closer and was barely touching his ear. It tickled and Brian tried very hard to hold still as the fairy impinged on his personal space.

"Or, excuse me again, here." She scooted all the way to his neck, wrapping her thighs and arms around it and leaning her face into him. "Mmm...this works...warm." He felt her nuzzle her tiny face against the bottom of his jaw and it gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling. "Oops! Oops! I got carried away. Once more. I can stand here." She stood up next to his ear, holding onto it with both hands.

She whispered, "Now I can talk quietly and only you can hear it. You can whisper, and only I will hear it. I can go with you everywhere and we'll ALWAYS be connected, together. Always talking and sharing our hearts. Never alone, ever, ever again." She gave him a tiny kiss on his ear, "We'll fall in love, and since I'm so small you can take me everywhere and we'll NEVER be apart. Nothing will come between our love, because nothing can fit between your ear and me!"

Brian blushed at this declaration of love, or intention to love, at least. He was sure she knew it since she was touching his face, which made him blush in harder. He heard her take a deep breath.

Nervously hyper, she continued, "You have handsome ears. If you let me clean them for you, I'll make it feel amazing, I promise. So, um, before I continue, what do you think of me being next to you all the time? Annoying or ... good?"

Brian gave it sincere thought and said, "I think... it's extremely romantic. But it might get annoying, I can't tell."

"Oho! But wait! There's more!" She buzzed up and landed on his head, sitting, and continued. "It's true that I'm hyper. Needy. Talk a lot. Talk fast. But guess what! Guess what! That's not a problem because if I'm annoying or talking too much, you can just punish me! Tape on my lips! Flick my behind! Smack me into a wall! Jam me into your pants so I can't talk! I, I mean, if that counts as punishment, teeheeheehee." She was positively giddy. Brian suddenly realized he was dealing with a kinky freak.

"Um...won't that hurt you? You're so small..."

She shook her head emphatically. "Nope! I'm a Dragonfly Fairy. Our bodies are like rubber and super durable. If not, we couldn't, you know, do it with humans, hehe." Brian had trouble imagining how that would work. Not exactly his fetish, but he had to admit he was curious.

"Even if you run me over with a car, I'd be fine. Probably. Depends on the car. If you want to hurt a fairy, you have to use cold iron. We're allergic to it." Brian held out his palm experimentally, bracing his elbow on the table. The fairy obediently flew over and sat on his palm, facing him while they talked, without stopping talking or commenting on the action in any way.

"Even if I do die, I'll turn into a flower seed. It's really small and you'll have to find it. If you do, you can plant it and water it and tell it you love it, then in two weeks a flower will bloom and poof! I'll be back!"

"Are you immortal?" Brian wondered out loud.

"No," she answered, "I can die of old age, but don't worry, I have a long life span. Also the seed is fragile and can be destroyed, then I'm gone forever. So if I die in a fire, the seed burns up, and I'm toast like anyone else. But if you're worried about killing me from, say, really rough sex, which almost definitely won't happen, but if it does, my flower seed will be right there! Just plant it! If I won't grow, maybe because it's damaged, take me, the seed I mean, to other fairies. They can sometimes fix it."

"What if I lose it?" Brian asked apprehensively.

"It'll bounce around until it finds a place to be planted or is maybe eaten by a bird. Hopefully I'll regrow and find you again in your lifetime," She pulled his thumb up over his palm and snuggled it. "But it's really hard to kill a fairy, so you really don't have to worry about it. Just watch out for birds that try to eat me, that's the real danger. The worst that you'll ever do to me is break or pluck my wings, probably. That's a REALLY mean thing to do to a fairy and it REALLY hurts, so maybe save it for super serious punishment. Or not." She put her hands together and looked at her feet, fidgeting. "You're the Master. You decide. Maybe abusing me makes you happy. You find it funny or sexy. I only want to make my Master happy, so I don't mind. They'll grow back in a couple days, anyway..." She peeked up at him to see his reaction.

Brian leaned back a little and said, "Master?"

She broke into a big grin and began to fly around the room wildly, yelling, "That's right! That's right! Reason Four: I'm a masochist and you're a sadist! I'm submissive and you're dominant! That's why I'm better than the other girls! I listened! I listened with magic! They all treated you like a masochist, even though you are a sadist. I heard you tell the succubus. But I knew! I knew already! I could sense it!"

Brian was getting dizzy from following the fairy around the room with his eyes. "Would you please calm down a little? Maybe sit on the table?" he pleaded.

She raced over to the table and sat primly on her knees in front of him, hands in her lap. "Yes, Master. I mean, you're not my Master yet, I just want to show you what it's like. And you don't have to say please. I mean, if you were my Master, Master. I mean, you can if you want to be nice, I suppose."

"Hush..." Brian said, rubbing his temples. Now he understood the "annoying" thing. He rubbed his temples for a minute, then felt something was off. It was too quiet. He opened his eyes and saw the fairy still kneeling obediently in the exact same place, but with her head bowed demurely. 'Well, she has an off switch, at least', he thought. He decided that she was taking the submissive thing completely seriously, so he'd better initiate.

"All right...um...good girl. You have one minute. Continue." The fairy shivered happily at the compliment.

"Thank you, Master," she bowed a little more deeply, "I'll be quick. To recap: Reason 1: I won't pressure you for babies. Reason 2: I'm pretty. Reason 3: I'm smol, so we can always be together. Reason 4: I'm a submissive masochist and you can use it to keep me from being annoying. Reason 5: I have magic. It's convenient, I can protect you with it, and I can make you fly with it just like Tinkerbell does with Peter Pan."

"Wow, really?!" Brian blurted out.

"Yes, Master. I'd show you now but it's a small room and it's more important to show you the last reason instead. Reason 6:" She looked up at him from her knees, grinning, "Can you guess what it is?"

"Uh, probably not. You've really prepared for this haven't you?" Brian asked, smiling, caught up in her enthusiasm and energy. "Yup! Yup! I'll give you a clue. It has to do with your fetish. What do the other girls have that I don't?"

Brian thought about it. He looked the fairy up and down (not difficult). "I guess you don't have a little girl body for me to hug and snuggle."

"Daaaaaaaaw!" The fairy rolled around hugging herself on the table. "You're so sweet! You'll make a wonderful Daddy! Let me borrow your suit jacket please and I'll show you the spell I've been working really hard on!"

Brian started to take it off and to his surprise she flew over and helped him out of it, then flew it over and dropped it on the floor. She then crawled into it and out of sight. Brian saw the ribbons that made up her clothing tossed out from the suit. He grinned. She was adorable like a doll, or a pet, or a toy. Probably even lovable. But the real issue was the she was too small and didn't sexually arouse him in the slightest. He would be hurting them both if he started a relationship that he couldn't reciprocate, physically.

That problem disappeared in a flash of light as the fairy underwent something like a magical girl transformation and turned into a near perfect imitation of a little human girl, noticeably different only because she shared the fairy's amber irises and pointy ears. She was dressed in just his suit jacket and long blond hair that pooled at her feet even as she stood. The jacket covered nothing of importance and only made the child more erotic. It wasn't closed so it showed a strip of bare skin and a soft, hairless, prepubescent body. It fell halfway off one shoulder revealing a tiny, flat, completely undeveloped nipple. She held up both arms, far from making it out of the sleeves and thus causing the sleeves to droop adorably, as she reached reached for a hug and asked, "Will you be my Daddy?"

"Oof," Brian replied, with feeling. Her voice was small, sweet, and fairly convincing, as was the narrow shoulders, big head and eyes, and small unfinished looking facial features that made her look exactly like a human child. The succubus had a similarly convincing, even more underage body, one that looked perhaps six, while the fairy's looked about eight years of age. Both were pretending but while the succ's little girl voice was sultry and mocking, the fairy's was innocent and vulnerable. The succubus carried herself like an adult, while the fairy had obviously spent a lot of effort practicing how to roleplay a child. When the succ asked the same question ("Will you be my Daddy?") Brian didn't have a strong reaction. But when the fairy asked it, it gave him an instant love-boner.

The fairy/child put one hand to her lips in a gesture of concern, with the other pointed to Brian's tented pants. "Daddy, that looks like it hurts. Can I kiss-it-make-it-better?"

Brian surrendered, falling back on his back on the couch, looking at the ceiling in thought. "Later," he answered. "Alright, you win. If you can get me out of here before the other girls kidnap, rape, or murder me, I'll be your host."

The fairy poofed backed into her original fairy form and dove to grab her ribbon clothes. Struggling to put them on, talking manically, and seeming not to have heard him, she continued her sales pitch, "That's not all! That's not all! I can be an eight year old human girl for eight hours a day, but with practice, I can do it longer and adjust it more closely to your tastes! I modeled it after a real human child to make it realistic, so the front hole is a little shallow, but the back and mouth are good, but that's okay because the front hole on my actual fairy body works fine if you ever want to try it, but you're a sadist so it's probably fine using the back, right, right? I knew it's what a lolicon really wanted, you're just with liminals because you can't get the real thing in your culture, so I thought, why not-"

"Enough! Hush! Sit!" The fairy buzzed back to the table and took the polite kneeling posture again, hands in lap, eyes wide and expression worried, looking up at Brian. He rubbed his temples again and tried to come to a decision.

"Look...if you're always like this, I seriously might lose my temper and swat you one day."

The fairy nodded as she said, "I'm seriously okay with it. Seriously. It would make me happy, even. Train me to make you happy. If I ever make you upset, don't hold it in. Take it out on me. I'll probably enjoy it. Even if I don't, it won't make me love you less. I promise. I'm not crazy. It's a Dragonfly Fairy thing. One of my sisters gets swatted with a fly swatter all day and breaks her wings all the time, but is super happy and in love. She glows, so you know it's real. Literally glows with the fairy magic of love. I want that love more than anything. Hurt me, abuse me, I-"

She was interrupted when Brian violently backhanded her across the room. She stuck to the wall, arms, legs, and wings comically splayed out like a squashed bug. Her eyes were wide with shock. Brian was terrified at what he had done, but he had to know the truth of her claims to make his decision (again). The fairy peeled off the wall like a cartoon and fell on the couch. She curled into the fetal position, hands between her legs, and started shaking. Brian swallowed and asked, "...Fairy? Are you okay? Is it okay that I hit you?"

She looked up from the couch, face flushed and with a sheepish grin, "Oopsie. I came a little. A lot, actually. I'm not supposed to cum from punishment, right?" She got up and shakily flew back to the table. Brian eyed the huge amount of slippery, shiny clear liquid that reflected colorful light like an oil spill, soaking her bottom, pouring down one leg and pooling on the table.

"It's not supposed to lubricate me, it's supposed to lubricate you," she said as explanation with a blush-smile. Brian reached forward and grabbed her, but gently. It wasn't a snatch; he moved slowly enough that she could dodge it if she wanted to, but she didn't. His hand closed around her torso and legs, just under her arms and the translucent dragonfly wings that sprouted from the back of her shoulders. She just smiled up at him loyally, without resistance. If she had a tail, it would be wagging. Her wings rested gently on the back of his hand.

"When I say listen, please be quiet for a while and do so." She nodded, smile growing wider. He was enjoying being in charge for once and felt the beginnings of a deep affection for the little fairy freak.

"You win. I'll be your host. We'll figure out the rest later. IF!" The fairy's mouth was open, eyes wide, wings fluttering sporadically against his hand. "If! You can help me escape the expo, before the other loli liminals get me."

The fairy nodded fervently, a determined look on her face, and asked, "May I speak now, Master?"

"I'm not your Master yet," Brian objected, "just your host in the intercultural exchange program, if we can get out of here. What's your name, by the way?"

"Sadie, if it pleases you, Master."

"Just call me Brian for now."

"Yes, I understand, Master."

Brian gave up for now. He guessed that she probably just wanted to be punished. No time for that now. Brian spun around, sat on the table, put his feet on the couch and Sadie on his knee. "Can you use your magic to get us past the other liminals?" he asked.

"...Maybe. Remind me what they all were. I was too busy rehearsing my speech to pay attention." He went through them one by one.

"Lesser Succubus. Looked like a six year old human."

"Easy. It only has power over human men. Next."

"Some sort of loli jumping spider."

"Small-Breed Arachnid. Those don't use web offensively, so no problem. Next."

"Lamia."

Sadie grimaced and asked, "What kind?"

Brian shrugged, "The red kind? It was only a child, though. Looked like an 11 or 12 year old human."

"Oh, that's okay then. It's not fast or strong enough to beat me. Next."

"Young looking tree girl. Bark limbs, vines everywhere."

"A Dryad, probably. Uses the same kind of magic as me, so we'd just cancel each other out and you and I can run away."

Brian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is your magic really strong or something?"

Sadie answered without pride, "Pretty strong. Makes up for the tiny body. There are many kinds of liminals much stronger than me, though. It's more of a matter of a good matchup than anything else. I use alteration nature magic, so I can change the nature of living things. Or, I can just shove people away with raw magic, like I did to you. Oh...sorry about that Master..."

"Don't worry about it. I'll punish you later. So how about a magic loli cyclops?"

"Backbeard. That's a tough one. Magic is much, much stronger than mine. But our magic is incompatible. I use nature magic, and she is some kind of psychic creature. So our magic will probably just bounce off each other. I can use magic to help you outrun her short legs. As long as you don't look in her eye, you should get away... unless she zaps you with an eye laser. That's direct offensive energy that trumps anything I can do, many times over. If she uses telekinesis to throw things at us, I can bat those things aside easily, though, with a raw magic punch."

Brian thought about it. "So if the Backbeard shows up, we lose?"

"If you don't think she wants to kill you, we can make a good run for it. If you think she will fry you with eye lasers, then please just surrender on the spot, Master. We have no chance."

"Well I think she likes me, so let's make a run for it. I'll hide you in my shirt so you don't get zapped."

Sadie raised her arms in joy, "Aah! My Master is so considerate! I'm such a lucky fairy!"

Brian grinned back at her. "I hope so. That just leaves the skinny bloodsucker that the succubus jump kicked. She didn't seem too terribly interested or dangerous, so it should be fine. Okay, let's run before the Backbeard gets back."

Sadie leaned to the side and looked past Brian to the door behind him. "Uh-oh," she said, "I can't beat that one."

Brian looked over his shoulder and saw the fashionable young harpy with the red bowler cap that he had made eye contact with and got excited about before. She stood in the doorway with her white wings crossed. She had short white hair that her hat pushed over one eye in a way Brian extremely alluring. She had somehow put on mascara and red eyeliner, despite having no hands. She wore a white shirt of stretchy material, with a picture of a red heart on it that matched her cap and eyeliner. The sleeveless shirt had large armholes, presumably so her wings fit through it, and on top of that she wore a sleeveless jean vest that matched her jean skirt. Her breasts were small but round and well-formed, pushing against the stretchy white fabric of her shirt and making it obvious that she wore no bra. She wore multiple layers of black fishnet leggings, which did a fairly good job of hiding her mottled harpy legs. Her talons were uncovered and on full display, however.

"You can get us past a tree monster and a psychic cyclops, but not one beautiful harpy?" The white haired, white feathered harpy blushed fire engine red at this comment, gasping and covering her face with her wings. Brian wasn't buying it.

"Aww, come on. You're the most gorgeous young girl I have ever seen, and I've seen a lot today. Don't pretend like this is the first time you've ever heard it." The white harpy slumped to the floor adorably, on her knees, wings splayed out in front of her, legs behind, young perky breasts entirely visible through the large armholes of her shirt as she leaned forward. A single tear streaked down her face, causing her makeup to run, just a little.

"It's a matchup thing, Master," Sadie replied, belatedly, "Bird of prey beats insect. As soon as a fairy is eaten, it can't use magic anymore. We can only hope a bird will poop out our seed, after."

Brian got up off the table and approached the door and harpy, and his fairy landed and sat on his shoulder, talking up into his ear, "Nice job, though, Master! It seems you defeated the harpy with compliments! Now let's run while we still can!" Brian made a move towards the door to do just that, but the harpy stood up to stop him...eventually. It took her several seconds of scrabbling with the smooth floor, wings and talons finding little purchase, until she could finally stand up. The process tore her fishnets in several places, making her appear even more fashionable. Brian wasn't the type of person to shove a pretty tween girl out of the way, so he politely waited for her to figure things out and stand up. She collected herself, adjusted her cap with a wing, then spread out her wings and legs to block the door with her little body.

"Too late!" Sadie cried, "Don't let her eat meee!" She yanked at his tie a couple times, choking him, trying to loosen it and hide in his shirt. Then she gave up and dove down the front of his pants, instead.

"Oof." Brian declared, bending over a little in reaction to the impact to his vulnerable parts. "Sadie, why..." he started to say.

She cut him off with, "She's a bird of prey! I had to take cover, and I couldn't figure out how to get in your shirt! I'm sorry Master! I won't try anything funny in here, I'm just trying not to get eaten!"

"I won't eat you!" Declared the harpy in a wavery, unsteady voice. "I'm not a bird of prey, I'm just a Poultry Harpy. I only eat seeds and insects!"

"I'm a seed and an insect!" the fairy proclaimed from Brian's pants.

The harpy lowered her wings and cocked her head to the side in a birdlike gesture of curiosity and asked, "Do you taste good?"

"Probably! I must, since everyone wants to eat me!" Sadie answered, still from Brian's pants.

"Please do not eat my fairy," Brian requested of the harpy.

"Okay. I won't." The harpy assured him.

"He called me HIS fairy! Yay!" Sadie exclaimed.

"Please stop making my pants talk...it's weird and embarrassing," Brian requested of the fairy.

"Sorry Master! I'm not looking at it!"

"It...?" Brian asked, embarrassment mounting.

Oblivious to that fact, Sadie continued, "So many interesting smells in here! I like it!"

"Really?" the harpy asked, tilting her head in the other direction, "Can I smell it?"

"I don't mind!" Sadie consented, "Just don't eat me!"

When the harpy stalked a step forward, while staring at his crotch like a bird about to catch a worm, Brian declared, "I mind! Please change the subject before this gets any more awkward! May we please pass, harpy? I'm trying to escape before overeager liminals kidnap, rape, or hurt me."

"I won't let them hurt you!" the harpy declared in her wavering, unsteady voice, crossing her wing-arms in a determined pose but visibly shaking all over.

"I just want my five minutes, just like you gave the fairy. It's only fair!"

"Are you okay? You're shaking..." Brian asked.

"I'm fine," she replied, unconvincingly, "I'm just really scared because I'm a Poultry. But I won't let it defeat me!"

"Dawww..." Both Brian and his pants declared. Brian grimaced when Sadie shifted around down there. Her head popped out of his pants like a disobedient erection and she cried out, "So cute! She's precious! But we don't have time for this! Let's just take her too and go!" The harpy's eyes widened as her face took on a hopeful look.

Looking down at his pants, Brian asked, "What? You'd be okay with that?"

"Sure," Sadie replied, "As long as you're my Master and Daddy and I'm your only love-slave and little girl and I can always stay by your side, I don't mind if you have other girlfriends. It'll be fun!"

"Actually..." the harpy interrupted, again blushing bright red, made all the more obvious by her white skin, hair, and feathers, putting her wings together in front of her in a gesture of shyness and looking down at her taloned feet, "I'm looking for someone who will be my Papa and take care of me. Dress me, help me put on makeup, help me lay eggs, tell me what to do, control my life and make me feel safe."

"Oof,'" was Brian's response.

"Whoa!" Sadie cried out, looking down in Brian's pants at the changing situation. "I didn't know it got bigger! It's bigger than me!"

Embarrassed, Brian plucked Sadie out of his pants and flung her over his shoulder at the wall behind him (away from the harpy). As the two blushing people stood in front of each other, not making eye contact, the harpy continued.

"I listened in on your conversations a-a-and...adventures with the other girls, because harpies have good ears, so I know what you like. I'm not a masochist, but I'm a submissive and want to be owned, and never worry about making scary life decisions ever again. Even though I won't enjoy it, it would make me happy if you hurt me to put me in my place and show that you owned me. If I cried for you and it pleased you, then this useless Poultry would feel like her life had purpose. Just promise to protect me and take care of me forever and I'll give you my love and my body to do with as you please. Y-you'll have to teach me to do the n-naked things, though, because I have no experience." The harpy finished this speech by kneeling on the floor, forehead touching the ground in a gesture of complete submission.

"Kinky harpy," Sadie commented, settling back on Brian's shoulder and making it a bit slippery and wet.

"Harpy, you're beautiful and perfect in every way," Brian replied, causing the harpy to look up at him with tearful hope in her eyes, "But I already said yes to the fairy and I'm a one girl guy. Loyalty is the most important thing to me, and I wouldn't deserve to receive it if I didn't also give it."

Sadie squealed in joy and squeezed his ear so hard it hurt, "I found a great Master!" she cried. The Poultry looked stricken.

"The fairy said she didn't mind sharing..." she pleaded in desperation.

"Look," Brian said with a kind look on his face. "You are extremely attractive. Like, whoa. All you need to do is walk over to the harpy exhibit and you'll get a guy in five seconds. It doesn't matter that you look so young when you're that pretty. Frankly, you're out of my league."

"I'm only pretty because I paid a lot of money for people to put makeup on me and dress me up!" She threw off her hat, revealing the red gibbet of a chicken. She rubbed off her makeup with her wings, staining them black and red. "I'm white on white, I'm all washed out, and I have the chicken thing on my head! I need someone patient and Papa-like who will dress me up and put makeup on me so I can be pretty for him. And you look great! I'm from a female-only race, we can't judge the looks of males like you can we have no frame of reference. All human men are so h-handsome to me that it makes me super n-nervous."

Sadie backed her up on this, "It's true, that's how it works. You all look great to me. I really like your ears, though, Master." Sadie gave his ear a kiss.

"I like your hands," the harpy added, staring at them, "I bet it would feel real nice to be squeezed by them..." She looked down at her chest and Brian's eyes followed.

He swallowed roughly as he was forced to imagine this along with her, "If you really don't care what a guy looks like, you'll have zero trouble finding one...I still think you're really cute without the makeup and hat. It makes you look younger..." Brian cleared his throat, "Some of us like that. Look, I'll walk you to the harpy exhibit on my way out and find a guy for you to talk to, okay?"

"I'm no good there!" the harpy despaired, "Poultry can't fly! I can't make anyone happy that way. Besides, will I find a guy there that will both spoil me like his daughter and hurt me to make me feel useful?"

"Oh...maybe not," Brian admitted, "Look, I'm sorry. I hope you find someone. But the fairy came first." The harpy stomped her talons in agitation, making clicking noises on the floor. Brian thought he heard an angry cluck or two.

"That's not fair! I saw you first! I was first in line! Everyone cut in front of me!"

"Is this true?" Brian asked Sadie, turning to look at her and accidentally knocking her off his shoulder with his face. She buzzed back up in front of him and sheepishly admitted, "...yes."

"Besides," the Harpy added frantically, almost in tears, "Harpy eggs are valuable. If you help me lay them every day, you'll never have to work again. You can just spend every day focusing on enjoying your loli harem."

"Hup!" Brian said, as he bent down and put an arm around her glorious harpy tush and lifted the hollowboned, super-light harpy onto his hip like a small child. Sadie alighted on one shoulder while the Poultry immediately swooned into him, making soft cooing noises as she laid her head on his other shoulder and wrapped her pretty white wings around him.

"Keep me," Sadie said softly into one ear.

"Protect me," the harpy said softly into the other.

"Wait for me!" called out a third voice, as a giant pink spider flew through the air at his face.

"Wah!" Brian cried out as the spider crashed into him, sending all four to the floor. Sadie threw rainbow colored sparkles at the spider and it shrunk down to merely spider size, but sat directly on his face. "Not better!" he bemoaned.

"Weee! Spooder is smol!" said the regular sized pink spider. With a single cluck, the harpy made a pecking motion and grabbed up the spider in her mouth faster than anyone could see. "Spooder likes this game!" declared a teeny voice from inside the harpy's mouth, "My name is Spooder! What's your name?"

"Hanako," the Poultry said with a muffled mouthful. *Ptooie* "Nice to me you," Hanako said after daintily spitting the spider out on the table, "You seem nice. I can't eat somebody who's nice."

Sadie flew directly in front of Brian's face, and with a terrified look on her own, gestured at Hanako while mouthing, 'See what I mean?!'

"What?" Brian answered out loud. "You're nice too, so you have nothing to worry about." Sadie crossed her arms and pouted as Brian gathered the suit jacket he had almost forgotten on the floor. While eyeing the jumping spider on the table warily, put it on, buttoned it, then stuffed the scared Sadie safely into the space between it and his dress shirt. She moaned happily and squeezed him with the best hug a six inch fairy could give under the circumstances. "Thank you Hanako, bugs are my weakness."

"Dun worry Papa, I can handle the buggos." Brian patted her head appreciatively and enjoyed her shy, proud smile. Hanako was talking more childishly all of a sudden, but Brian wasn't about to complain.

"Hey! I'm a bug!" Sadie called from his shirt indignantly.

"I'm weak to you in a different way, Sadie," Brian replied.

"Ooh, smooth-talker," quipped the pajama-clad succubus, peeking in from the hallway. "I went to the back of the line and I've been waiting forever. Can I get another turn yet?...Ooh, magic spider," the succ added, as the fairy magic wore off and the spider loli grow to full size on the table. The spider examined her limbs in wonder, too stupid to possibly guess at what had actually happened.

"Mister, Mister, wait!" The sneklet rushed into the room, crying. "Mommy said I didn't do it right! We can't make babies that way! I wasn't supposta stop when I felt good, I was supposta go until you felt good too! I'm sowwy, Mister! Can we do mating practice again so I can learn how to be a big girl?" The sneklet collided with Brian and hugged him, wiping her tears and snotty face on his nice clothes. Sadie made a "meep" sound and held perfectly still in Brian's shirt, trying not to be noticed by the predator. She wasn't noticed, as she was near the top of Brian's shirt, higher than where the lamia child hugged him around his waist.

"Mating practice? Spooder wants to try that too!" Brian felt the spider girl pulling on the back of his belt with her fangs.

"I don't like where this is going..." he moaned, hips being pushed forward and back by the cutely growling spider loli on the table behind him, biting into his belt and wrestling with it like a puppy, repeatedly pushing his crotch against the face of the sneklet who was giving him a hug.

"You did it with this child already?!" Sadie said, peeking out over the top of Brian's shirt.

The sneklet suddenly stopped crying when she saw the fairy and said, "Yummy! Snacks!" and lunged. Sadie screamed but Hanako caught the sneklet with a taloned foot instantly and held her away from Brian.

"I can't believe you did it with this little kid, Papa," the harpy said.

"Wait, wait, it wasn't on purpose, I didn't-"

Sadie peeked above the top of Brian's shirt, risking death to complain, "Not fair! You have to go at least as far with me and Hanako!" Hanako nodded in agreement, frowning, while she put the sneklet back on the ground with one long, taloned, mottled harpy leg, then put her cap back on with the same leg, after a couple of tries. Brian adjusted it for her and she looked up at him with loving devotion.

"He also did it with this bush," the Backbeard with the red eye said, pushing a slightly charred Dryad into the now greatly overcrowded room, "But it wasn't consensual, so the bush wants to apologize."

"What's con-sen-shoe-roll?" the sneklet asked innocently. The Dryad, looking ashamed, glanced back at the cyclops, who nodded encouragement. The sneklet started eyeing Sadie hungrily again.

Noticing this, Brian said, "aww, jeez" and retreated across the table to the booth facing the door, dragging the spider loli with him. "Down, girl," he said, pulling the spider into his lap and petting it like a dog, while being sure not to actually look directly at the creepy thing. The spider loli was completely cool with this, closing her many eyes happily as he scratched under her chin and rubbed her soft little girl belly (not the spider one). Sadie crawled around through his shirt and up the back, climbing on top of his head. Hanako asked permission with her eyes Brian gestured her over, wrapping one arm around her as she covered him with one wing across his chest possessively. He slipped one hand under the spider loli's shirt and one under the little harpy's, and tried to relax back against the booth as he caressed their soft tums. Neither complained. When the sneklet went to join them, Brian tensed up. In response, Hanako menaced her with a taloned foot, gesturing for her to sit on the booth to the side. The sneklet sniffled and complied. When the succubus tried the same thing, Sadie repeated the scene with angry sparkles of magic.

"Why the spider and not me?!" the succubus whined as she sat opposite the sneklet.

"I realized that the spider is just a stupid, playful puppy," Brian explained. The spider loli barked in agreement, letting her tongue loll out of her mouth.

There was the sound of a laser rifle charging and the Backbeard's eye glowed. The Dryad looked nervous and made a throat clearing noise, "I came to apologize, human Brian. My understanding of your language and culture was not as perfect as I thought it was. I did not truly understand the purpose of this gathering, your concept of marriage, or that arousal did not equal consent. The dangerous animal," The Dryad glanced back at the Backbeard, who was smiling a smug loli smile, "put those concepts deep," she shuddered a little before continuing, "very deep within my mind, so I will not make the same mistakes again. In contrition, I will release the seed that was taken improperly." The convenient leaf covering her crotch shrunk away and a huge amount of Brian's jizz spilled out onto the floor.

"All that came from me?" he exclaimed.

The Dryad nodded gravely, "Yes. It was a very successful mating." She put both of her hands on her flat loli tum with an expression of regret. To Brian's humiliation, he noticed everyone in the room was staring at the sticky mess on the floor. There were a variety of reactions. The Dryad: Regret. The Sneklet: Innocent curiosity. The Backbeard: An impressed nod. The Succubus: Licking her lips in hunger. The Fairy: Leaning forward in excitement. The Harpy: Leaning back in embarrassment, but peeking through her feathers, face bright red.

The Dryad looked back at the Backbeard, who nodded again. Then she looked around the room, trying to think of something original and meaningful to add. After looking at all the girls in the room, she finished with, "Human Brian is obviously a valuable, highly sought after mate. I should have realized that right away and treated him with more respect. Please forgive me." She did a little bow, and Brian could see that some of the vines and leaves that constituted her hair were singed in the back, presumably from cyclops laser.

The Backbeard clapped and said, "Good enough."

The Sneklet contributed, "So you didn't do mating right either? Maybe we all need more mating practice." At this, all eyes turned to Brian. He held very still and began to sweat.

"I forgive you, Dryad. You didn't do it on purpose." An awkward pause. Brian cleared his throat and continued, "So...how about letting me leave?" He eyed the door meaningfully. An even longer awkward pause. The fairy tightened her grip on his hair. The harpy squeezed him tighter with her wings. The spider's eight legs clamped down harder on his own.

Then the Backbeard said, "I think you should leave with me, actually," and Chaos Ensued. There was a great cacophony as every other liminal objected to the Backbeard's words at once.

Sadie begged, "You'll take me with you when you leave, right Master? You can just keep me in your pocket and I'll stay smol and quiet until you want me - "

Hanako pled in her "little" voice, "You won't abandon me, will you, Papa? I'll work hard to lay eggs and make you money every day - "

Spooder bargained to the best of her ability, "If you don't like spiders, Spooder can be your puppy instead! You can take Spooder on walks, play fetch with Spooder, train Spooder, keep Spooder in a cage - "

Not really understanding the situation, the Lamia child asked Hanako, while licking her lips with her long, forked tongue, "Can I have some of those eggs?"

"if Papa doesn't mind, I don't mind. But only if he decides to take you with us," Hanako replied.

The Dryad stood up straight and regal, but her bark covered fingers were together in front of her pensively as she announced, "The human male Brian and I have already mated successfully. Our bond was established first, and it is a good one that will give us many offspring. We are so compatible that my body makes him cry out in great pleasure. I officially invite the human Brian to bring his seed into my territory where we will discuss the proper ways to distribute it."

"Okay, that's enough," declared the Backbeard. Her large red and black eye began to glow and everyone in the room started floating towards the ceiling, except for Brian and herself.

Stretching down from the ceiling, the sneklet's long tongue wrapped around Sadie and pulled her loose from her grip of Brian's hair. She screamed, "Help me Master!" as she desperately used her wings and magic to try and pull herself back down against both the Backbeard's psychic power and the sneklet's powerful tongue.

Brian reached up and grabbed Sadie and when the sneklet fought against him, he slapped the snake child across the face as hard as he could, demanding, "Stop trying to eat my fairy!" The sneklet looked down at Brian's angry face in shock, mouth open and eyes filling with tears. ("Swoon!" commented Hanako).

"You're all just foolish children and don't deserve the damned lolicon. You're only going to end up hurting him. But I will keep him safe with my power. Besides, have any of you even stopped to consider his feelings and what he wants? No, you just forced your needs on him without considering his. Some of you may have raped him or otherwise forced yourself on him already, but what makes you think that gives you the right to make demands of him? I'll have you know he kissed me of his own volition, after politely asking me for permission. He may be a degenerate pervert, but he's a gentleman, and you don't deserve his company if you can't appreciate that."

Some of the girls were ashamed, some touched their mouth thinking about a gentlemanly kiss. The succubus just sat on the ceiling with her arms crossed and a grumpy look on her face. The Backbeard turned to Brian and continued, "My name is Cataphract, by the way. But you can call me Cat. Why don't you leave with me, now? I'll treat you well and keep you safe." She gestured vaguely towards the ceiling, "If you want to take a couple of these kids along as playthings or sex toys, I don't mind. You seem to like the fairy and she seems alright to me. Just tell me what you want, lolicon." Cataphract the Backbeard crossed her arms and gave Brian a smug, confident, one-eyed smile.

Brian's only response was to push the service request button under the table.

The door instantly opened and yet another usagi mimi entered the room. "Whoa," she commented when she saw that the room was crammed with liminals, most stuck to the ceiling. She looked at Brian, "How can I help you, sir?"

He silently mouthed, 'Save me!'.

The bunny girl pulled a radio from between her huge breasts and used it, "Room 3, Unstable Harem Event. Request immediate extraction," then, addressing the Backbeard, "Ms. Cataphract, if you would please?" Cat nodded and walked out of the room into the hallway, releasing everyone from the ceiling. The second they hit the ground, bunny girls dressed as ninja and wielding giant nets came out of the ceiling, walls, and floor simultaneously.

The succubus sighed melodramatically as she was caught instantly.

The spider jumped onto the wall and was immediately netted there, happily calling out, "You got Spooder!" The sneklet sprung and twisted, dodging nets once, twice, then escaped into the air duct.

The bartender from before, now in ninja garb, held her net behind her back and with her other arm reached out to the harpy, saying gently, "Hanako, would you step out into the hallway with me for a minute?" The harpy draped a wing over the usagi mimi's extended arm and allowed herself to be escorted out of the room, wordlessly.

There was a large net over the Dryad, but she didn't appear to mind. Her vines reached through the holes in the net and put the bunny ninjas nearby into bondage. "Wooow, you Dryads are tough," said the first bunny who had answered the door, and who appeared to be the head bun, "Thank you for not hurting the staff."

"I did not sense hostile intent," the Dryad replied coldly, before releasing the ninbuns, pulling the net off herself with her vines, and walking into the hallway in one smooth, regal motion.

"Why didn't you net the monoeye?" the succubus whined as she was again carried off into the hallway.

"We couldn't manage it even if we wanted to," explained the headbun, "Besides, Cat is a well known and mature member of the liminal community. She helped organize this expo and heads up the security in charge of preventing human kidnapping."

"Does that happen often?" Brian, wide eyed, asked the loli cyclops who had stepped back into the room after the others were removed.

"Oh yeah, tons of males are husband-napped every year. It's both instinct and tradition to do so for species like harpies and lamias, so they can't really be blamed. One of the IEC's primary goals is to solve this by creating new, happier, more consensual ways for our species to interact."

"Do you work for the IEC, uh, Ms. Cat?"

Cat grimaced at that, "No, don't call me that, don't think of me that way, not you..." Cat balled her little fists in frustration, tears in the corners of her eye, "You like little girls, so I want you to think of me as one. I want you to like me as much as I like you..."

Everyone tensed when Brian walked across the room, got on his knees, and embraced the hyper-dangerous liminal. Cat sighed and leaned into his arms. In a gentle voice, like that of an adult talking to a small child, Brian said, "Don't worry, Kitty-Cat. You look like a very attractive little girl to me. I can tell that you're a really good person and I like you already."

Laughing self-consciously, Cat pushed him away and, wiping tears out of her eye with her sleeve, said, "OK, OK, that's enough. You made your point, you damned lolicon. You better stop or I'm just going to start crying. I didn't realize I'd be into the Daddy and little girl roleplay this much. No more being nice to me unless you're going to take responsibility."

The head bun, apparently Cat's friend, put a hand on her little shoulder to offer support. "OK!" the head bun said loudly, addressing all the liminals standing in the hallway, "Girls, you lost your heads a little bit. There's a whole week of convention and you'll have many more opportunities to find a host if you don't today, as long as you don't hurt anyone and get kicked out," she directed that last part towards the air ducts.

"I'm sowwy!" The air ducts said back.

Turning to Brian, the head bun said, "I'm sorry for the mess, dear customer. For most of these girls, this is one of the only times they've ever talked to a male and the instincts are making them act a little nuts."

"It's okay," Brian answered, smiling, "The girls are very charming."

"What a sweetheart!" the head bun exclaimed, "Why don't we bring you some free food and drinks to make up for the mess? The girls can wait at the bar while you and I have a chat about what you want to do."

"The fairy too?" Brian asked.

"Maaasterrr, why did you rat me out?" Sadie climbed out of where she was hiding in his shirt and complained in a loud whisper in his ear.

"Oops, we missed one!" the head bun said, taking out a tiny, fairy-sized net.

"You want to do this the right way, don't you, Sadie?" Brian asked gently.

"I'm scared you won't pick me, Brian," Sadie confessed in a quiet little voice while clinging fiercely to Brian's ear. Brian held out a hand to delay the approaching usagi mimi with a net.

"Fairy, I order you to wait with the others." With an effort of will and shaking hands, Sadie forced herself to stop clinging to Brian's ear and took flight from his shoulder, "I understand and obey, Master," Sadie gave a little midair bow, and as she turned to leave, said, "But if you choose me, I never want to be separated again," then flew out into the hall with the others. Cat followed and closed the door behind her, leaving Brian alone with the head bun. He sighed and collapsed against the booth, exhausted.

Ninbuns appeared with food and drink, and while Brian partook, one gave him a shoulder rub and another cleaned some of the various liminal juices off his clothes with a wet towel. A sneaky ninja girl cleaned up Brian's own bodily fluids from the floor without him ever noticing. Soon the dishes and ninbun were gone and the head bun sat across the table from him in a chair that had magically appeared (via ninbun).

After patiently waiting for Brian to finish, the head bun took the initiative to start the conversation, "We have a few options of where we can go from here. We can sneak you out of the expo using secret ninja passages. That way you won't have to face the disappointed girls. You could come back tomorrow and try again, maybe give some of the girls from today a second chance, or maybe just meet new ones. Or perhaps… you already know who you want to host?"

She gave him a conspiratorial smile, leaned in and suggested, "You know…you could host all of them."

Brian shook his head in denial immediately, "No way I could make that many girls happy. I'd hate to disappoint any of them though."

"That's why we're giving you this space apart! I'm really curious. Which girls are you considering?"

Brian thought for a minute, then answered, "The fairy, the harpy, and...the backbeard, in that order."

"Interesting! Can I ask why each girl wins or loses? It will help us match them up better, later."

"Sure... the fairy and the harpy will act like little girls for me and want me to protect and spoil them. The magic and egg laying are a plus. The backbeard doesn't need me to protect her, but she's really attractive in other ways. She seems like a good person. The spider...I'm scared of spiders. She was growing on me, though. She's like a playful puppy. The succubus and I seemed like we were on completely different wavelengths and I had to hit the button right away." Brian put a hand to his forehead, "I don't think the dryad meant to hurt me. She's just naive. I feel like we could be friends."

"What about...?" the head bun indicated the air vent with her eyes. "The Lamia? She's just a little kid that's here with her mother."

"Do you like her?" the head bun pressed.

Brian started to sweat nervously, "She seems like a cute kid but she keeps trying to eat my fairy."

"I mean, do you like her romantically?" the head bun clarified, "Would you host her if you could?"

Brian's discomfort mounted, "I think that would be a poor idea. She seems fixated on me sexually." Sweating intensifies.

The head bun tilted her head questioningly and asked, "Don't you like little girls?"

"S-sure. But she's an actual kid, she doesn't just look like one. That would be wrong?"

The head bun folded her hands on her laps and gave Brian a comforting smile, "It's normal for some species of liminals to mate really young, even before their bodies can reproduce. Many species practice incest so their children can learn to mate safely and not hurt their eventual human partner. I've been bouncing off my Daddy's lap since I was a tiny fluff ball."

Brian felt dizzy. He was uncomfortably aroused and tried not to show it. "W-well," he struggled, "If her mother is okay with it, I guess I'd be okay if she comes by for mating practice sometimes."

"That's sweet of you! I'll let her mother know about your kind offer."

"Aw jeez," Brian muttered.

Cataphract opened the door, walked into the room holding a manila folder, and closed the door behind herself with telekinesis. "Every liminal is willing to be hosted by the lolicon," Cat reported. She gave Brian a significant look. "All of them. Not counting the snake kid, of course. Can't officially host an underage liminal. Sorry lolicon."

"Actually," the head bun reported, "Brian here was against the idea because he didn't want to take advantage of a child."

"Damned gentleman," Cat said approvingly, smug smile everpresent. "Ethnocentric though. You have to take into consideration each species's physiologies and culture to decide right from wrong. Even if you got the snake kid pregnant, you'd only be doing her a favor. She and her child would be valued and taken care of by her tribe. They might husband-nap you, though."

"I was afraid of that," Brian lamented.

"Smart man," Cat complimented, "Don't worry, I won't let it happen."

"No cheating~" the head bun chastised.

"My bad. So what's the ranking look like?" Cat asked.

The head bun reported, "Fairy, Harpy, Backbeard, Dryad, Small-Breed Arachnid, Lesser Succubus. He expressed an interest for conjugal visits with the Lamia child."

"Aw jeez..." Brian said once again, eloquent as always.

"Only third..." Cat sighed, little shoulders slumping, "I knew I mucked it up at the start!" She kicked the door in frustration.

"He likes you," the head bun told her friend gently, "You're on the win list."

"Oh," Cat said with a blush. Brian returned the blush.

The head bun continued, "First backbeard on the win list. First fairy in first. First succubus in last. Interesting guy."

"So how many liminals are you thinking about hosting?" Cat asked Brian, scrunching her lips cutely. Brian lost himself in the red, black, and gold of her eye for a minute before catching himself.

He scratched his head and looked away awkwardly while answering, "Just one..."

"Figures. You damned gentleman," Cat replied, turning to the table and opening up her folder on it, "Let me show you some statistics."

She went on to explain how millions of humans disappear every year, without ever being seen nor heard from again. How the mere five years of the exchange program has reduced that number by more than 50%.

"It's not just the fact that liminals are finding mates," Cat went on to explain, "it's the fact that the program exists and works and gives liminals hope. The exchange program is being advertised and romanticized as much as possible, and every successful placement becomes another reason for liminals to fantasize about joining the program instead of kidnapping their mate."

"So you DO work for the IEC?" Brian asked.

"No," Cat replied, "I'm just a security consultant. If I worked directly for the IEC, I couldn't participate in the host program directly and do things like this speed-dating. I want a boyfriend and hugs and kisses and love too, damnit!" She closed her eye, balled her fists, and stomped her feet in adorable frustration.

"Daaw. Come here," Brian said, bending over and extending his arms.

After a beat of silent hesitation, Cat declared, "It's not cheating!" and jumped in Brian's arms for a hug. She didn't make it all the way up and ended up hugging Brian around the torso. He caught her with one arm around her back and one hand on her rear. Despite only being as tall as Brian's belly button, she was an adult of her species; her butt was small, but developed and firm in Brian's hand, and her equally small but firm breasts felt wonderful pressed against his body.

"Oops," he said, getting an instant erection. He started to bend over to put her down.

"It's alright," she said in a voice a bit more gentle than usual. She clung to him and refused to let go for an extra couple seconds, pressing her flat loli tum against his member as if accepting it into the hug, "I'm really glad you feel that way about me."

Brian gave her a peck on the top of her pretty, straight black hair, and put her down.

"Ahem," the head bun interrupted, pointedly looking at the ceiling. Cat took a step away from Brian guiltily. "You know," the head bun continued, "if anyone deserves to find a boyfriend, it's Cat. She's worked for years to increase human and liminal happiness, reducing human kidnapping and liminal loneliness. But it's really hard to find hosts and mates for loli species, especially," she made air quotes with her long-nailed fingers, " 'creepy' ones. We've never placed a Backbeard, or a small breed arachnid, for that matter."

"Poor Spooder," Cat followed up with, sadly, "she's come to the convention and participated in all the matchmaking activities for three straight years with no success. But the damned spider never complains, never gives up hope, and stays positive and smiling no matter what."

"Oooh, nooo..." Brian moaned in dismay, sitting in a booth and putting his face in his hands, "The poor thing. I can't choose. I want to make everyone happy."

"I have a proposal concerning that. I'm too short to use the table. May I sit on your lap?" Cat asked.

"Uh, sure," Brian allowed.

The cyclops politely and carefully climbed onto his lap, then spun her folder around on the table and began turning pages to find what she was looking for. She neither pulled away from nor tried to stimulate the erection of Brian's that she was sitting on, again just sort of accepting it. She explained, "There's a little known program called the 'Stable Harem Initiative.' You host at least six liminals for six months and the government pays you a nice chunk of money. The idea is to give those girls some experience interacting with human males so they'll be less rough around the edges. If you decide to keep and make a family with one or two, that's great, if not, also great; statistics show that the gain of experience allows those not chosen to find a host the very next year, more than 90% of the time. Your job as harem king is to feed, house, and keep those liminals safe and healthy for six months. The IEC covers all expenses. Additionally, you need to call them out when they're being too dangerous, aggressive, or otherwise inappropriate in a way that will make them unattractive to their future human mate. Probably unrelated; your medical bills are covered during this period."

"Um," Brian protested.

Cat ignored him and continued, "If you find your soul mate in those six months, great. If you don't, great. You made money, almost certainly got laid, and had something like six times the usual impact on reducing spouse-napping and liminal loneliness. Win-win."

"Except there's no way that I could survive and handle the personalities of three of those girls, much less six," Brian objected.

"This is where my proposal comes in!" Cat exclaimed, turning the page of her documents on the table. "I can get you the easiest harem ever, and still get the bonus." She tapped a little finger on a large cash number printed on a page with information about the "Stable Harem Initiative." "I did a little psycho-exploration and learned some things, and there's a certain amount of fudging the data we can get away with. First of all, only the Fairy, Harpy, and Spider need to be physically hosted. Their visas run out at the end of the convention week, just like most liminals here for the convention. I have a work visa and live in communal housing with other liminals, so I don't have to be always around and can give you more space that way. The Dryad isn't really looking for a host, she lives nearby in the forest. She's only trying to get pregnant and maybe gain a friend. You could just visit her sometimes. The sneklet's mom already found a host, but it seems he's strongly opposed to doing the daughter. She'll stay at her mom's host's place most of the time and can just visit. We'll lie about her age and put her residence down as yours, thus bringing your number up to six."

"Will her mother and father be okay with that?" Brian asked.

"Absolutely," Cat answered without hesitation. "They'd thank you for being nice to their daughter. She'd be considered lucky."

"How do you know all this?"

In response to Brian's question, Cat pointed to her great red eye, "Psychic research. So, that's three live-ins and three part-timers, but credit for six. Although...I often work from home. Maybe you wouldn't mind if I brought my laptop over and quietly worked. I just thought it might be nice to...you know...be nearby..." She trailed off quietly, awkwardly.

Brian couldn't help but put one of his big hands over one of her little ones and squeeze it reassuringly, saying, "Sounds nice to me too."

Cat put her other hand over his and squeezed back fiercely. "I'll be good company and you'll want me over, I'm sure of it. On that note, since you'll have me, you'll be much safer from your harem. I'll be your head bitch and execute your will with my powers if necessary. You've seen what I can do already."

"But who would protect me from you?" Brian said, grinning, resting his chin on top of Cat's head.

Cat held very still as if trying to keep him there. "You will. You may have less combat power than a liminal, but you can grab us by the heart and ovaries. Use kindness and harsh words, give and withhold sexual favors, and we'll be putty in your hands..." She trailed off for a couple moments when Brian transitioned to enjoying the citrus smell of Cat's shampoo as he nuzzled the top of her head with his nose and mouth.

She then recovered and continued, "I can tell that you're dominant and protective. You'll be a natural at it. I'll just keep you safe until you get your dick wet. Feet wet," she quickly corrected herself. She self-consciously adjusted her position on Brian's lap. This caused him to notice the smell of her arousal and that she had made his lap warm and wet.

"A-anyway," Cat tried to play it off. The headbun looked at something interesting on the ceiling that only she could see, trying not to smile. "Spooder seems completely serious about being your puppy for the duration if that would help you accept her. That could make her easier to handle. The succubus actually plans on trying to make the same offer, for some reason. Perhaps she's very competitive and having a hard time accepting a loss. She has one of those personalities that are roughest around the edges and would most benefit from the initiative. If the sneklet goes back to her country, or things don't work out with one of the other girls, we can use the succubus to keep you at six for the bonus. Besides, if she's annoying, you could just keep her in a dog cage all day. If she gets really out of hand, I'll knock her around."

"Whoa, just lock her in a cage? Isn't that cruel?" Brian objected.

"Nah, six months in a cage would just be foreplay to a succubus. She's almost certainly done things just as bad to men already. She's no child, and succubi can be pretty cruel. Although, the fact that she's here does mean she has at least a passing interest in obeying the rules and doing the right thing. Look, the succubus just wants to suck your dick. Human seed is like a drug to succubi. Make her earn it however you want and it'll be worth it to her. For that matter, while Spooder would welcome your love and affection, she doesn't expect it. She only hopes to get pregnant and make baby spiders that will give her the love she desires."

"Awww..." interjected Brian.

Cat continued, "I've known Spooder for a while and I consider her a friend. She may be dumb as a rock, but she has a big, simple heart, and deserves a real chance, even if that makes her my competition."

"Honestly, I'm liking you all more and more. You seem like such a good person, Cat," Brian declared, wrapping his arms around Cat in a hug. The feeling of her soft, nice smelling, tight little body against his was indescribable. Like Hanako, her breasts were too small to need a bra, and he enjoyed the feeling of them pressing against his arms through her tshirt. He didn't pull away from accidentally touching her chest because he could tell, at this point, that Cat wouldn't want him to. Indeed, she leaned back into his hug and wrapped her arms around his, squeezing his arms against her chest even tighter.

After several moments of the two being lost in the soul-affirming joy of a tight embrace, the usagi mimi spoke up with, "She really is a good person, you know. She has lots of friends that care about her, including Spooder and myself. She's just inexperienced and awkward with boys...I've offered to let her have a turn with my Daddy, but she declined for some reason."

"That damned baby-bunny-bopping old lolicon!" Cat objected, wiggling into Brian's lap even tighter, "I'd just be one more notch on his belt. I atleast want to give my first time to someone that likes me a little."

"Why not both?" the headbun teased.

Cat looked up at Brian with a non-plussed look, "Usagi mimis are huge sluts. The rest of us liminals are massively jealous at how easily they find relationships with humans."

Brian considered the headbun, "I guess it would be an easier jump from humans to humans with cute bunny ears."

The headbun winked at him and said, with a flirty smile, "It's a bit more than just the ears, but it's that attitude of yours that makes us so successful."

"Don't you DARE, Chloe!" Cat suddenly boomed angrily, "You stay away from my lolicon, Ms. Easy-Mode."

The usagi-mimi feigned surprised innocence and lied, "Oh no, I wouldn't dare cheat on my Daddy."

"Uh-huh," Cat deadpanned, obviously not buying it. To Brian, "Stay on target, lolicon," she said more gently, patting his arm with one of hers. "Anyway," she continued, "I can't read the Fairy and Dryad's minds as easily because their nature magic blocks me, but I'm sure the Dryad would be happy enough with getting pregnant and perhaps friendship. Dryads don't try to cohabit with humans. She might be done with you after you get her pregnant, or you might gain a plant for life. I mean a friend. So, the succubus just wants to suck your dick, the lamia kid just wants to fuck, the spider and dryad would be satisfied with merely getting pregnant. As far as I can tell, it's just the fairy, the chicken, and the Backbeard that would definitely be trying for something more than six month cohabitation."

"The Backbeard she says," teased the headbun, "The 'Backbeard' seems willing to entertain competition with others, but snaps at me if I flirt one time."

"Damn it, Chloe! If you weren't so busy boinking your dad, you could get a human boyfriend in a week and you know it. A six inch fairy, a needy flightless harpy, the only breed of arachnid without giant boobs, and a freaking beholder; it's as fair a fight as it gets. I welcome the battle. Besides, this is the first human male to find me sexually attractive but isn't afraid of me, ever, in my eighty years of life. There is no way I'm going to lose. I'm going to be so damned lovable that the only real question is just how many side-bitches my boyfriend can handle with me keeping them in line!"

Brian retrieved his arms, took his chin off of her head, and leaned back, taken aback from Cat's vehemence. She turned around in his lap to face him, biting her lip in worry and blushing in embarrassment, "Oops," she said, contrite. "I mean, if that's what you end up wanting, of course. Sorry, that probably wasn't very little-girl-cute. I'll do better."

"You're pretty cute in your own way, already," Brian said, pinching her cheek.

Cat blushed deeper with a look of shock, then looked angry, then closed her eye and breathed out slowly, seeming to calm herself and accept what just happened. She hopped off his lap, leaving it feeling cold and empty. With a silly blushy grin, she fanned herself with her hands, saying, "Damn, you're good. Chloe, I'm in so much trouble."

With a motherly smile, Chloe replied, "I'm so happy for you, friend. So what do you want to do, Brian? Do you need time to think about it?"

"How could I even house this many liminals?" he asked immediately.

"There are really nice houses set aside for exactly this situation. They can be modified for the needs of your liminals within the week, but you can move in right away. All your liminals are really small so they'll fit in the house no matter what condition it's in "day one". On top of that, your job is required to give you a six month paid vacation when you participate in the program."

Brian thought things over for a couple minutes and Cat held her breath. Finally, "Pull the trigger, I'll host them all." Chloe gave a clap and said, "Yay!" Cat looked up at Brian's face with with a wide eye and an expression of disbelief, "I'm actually going to be hosted?" she exclaimed.

To Chloe, Brian clarified, "I'll host everyone, even the succubus. The kid can visit once a week for underage nookie, and I'll visit the West Central Range to water my plant once a week as well. But the spider and succubus live in dog cages until I say otherwise. I guess I don't need to leave by the secret exit in this case."

"Woohoo! I'm going to have a boyfriend! I'm going to get laid! Finally!" Cat celebrated, jumping up and down with her little hands in the air.

'Has that been decided already? Really? That fast?' Brian thought to himself. He had trouble processing the reality that this implied, that he, too, was going to be part of what Cat was fantasizing about at that moment, and that someone actually wanted to do it with him that badly.

"By the way," he announced, "you can work from and hang out at my house as often as you like. If I need space, I'll ask for it. I'm sure you're mature enough to respect that, Cat."

The Backbeard's eye glowed a lighter shade of red and she levitated up into the air, where she closed her eye and gave Brian a long, closed-mouth kiss on the lips. "You can keep calling me Kitty-Cat, if you want to...Daddy," she said in a cutesy voice that clashed with her forceful personality. Brian returned the kiss willingly, but didn't try to embrace her he wasn't sure how to hold levitating people. Cat seemed to suddenly remember Chloe was in the room and deflated to the floor, face as bright red as her eye. Then she defiantly raised her chin and announced, "There's no shame in roleplaying with my boyfriend."

"Of course not," Chloe agreed, smiling and nodding. Cat then childishly skipped out of the room, declaring, "I'll let the side-bitches know the conditions."

"Thank you for letting me get to see that, sir," Chloe said to Brian, finally breaking into the giggles that she was holding in, "I'm not sure if anyone has ever pinched a Backbeard's cheek before."

She's just a girl," Brian replied, shrugging.

"I know," the usagi mimi agreed, smiling.

Outside the room was the sound of lolis cheering. The first thing that happened when Brian walked out of the meeting room hallway to the waiting area to greet his new little girl harem was Sadie flying right into his chest at full speed.

"Oof," was all he said before sticking her head-first into a pants pocket. She curled up, pulling in her wings and legs, intending on staying there, obediently, as long as her new Master wanted. She found a tiny hole in the pocket and caressed Brian's leg through it, too gently for him to feel.

Next, he was confronted by a tall, long, well-endowed Lamia, holding the hand of the sneklet from earlier. "I hear you smacked my child in the face," the sultry, mature voice of the Lamia mother accused. Scared, but nevertheless defiant, Brian crossed his arms defensively and replied, "She was about to eat a friend of mine."

In his pocket, Sadie whispered to herself, 'First step, Friend'.

"So I heard,'' the mother Lamia replied. "I just wanted to say that I thought it was very manly of you. If my daughter gives you any more trouble, I trust you to discipline her however you like. Perhaps stick her in one of those dog cages you seem so fond of."

"Aw jeez," was Brian's clever comeback.

"But it shouldn't happen again. My daughter knows that if she eats a person, I'll eat her myself. We're too civilized a tribe to allow that sort of barbaric behavior nowadays. Now, what do you say to the nice man, Lace?" The sneklet Lace hid behind her mother's arm, seemingly afraid of Brian now. Half of her face was still swollen and red from Brian's mighty smack.

"I'm sowwy, Mister, it won't happen again. Thank you for agreeing to do mating practice with me. Mommy said if you like hitting little girls, I should let it happen because then I'll get more mating practice, but I'm not supposta tell you that." The mother didn't flinch at this; she just kept smiling at Brian in a confident, suggestive way. Next to the Lamias, Brian saw the succubus standing on Spooder's spider abdomen and touching up Hanako's makeup.

Hanako raised her wings in surrender, looking guilty about something, "Papa, I would never actually eat anything that talks."

The succubus followed up with, "Everyone knows the fairy is your favorite, so they're being extra nice to her. By the way, my name is - "

"Who cares," interrupted Brian, determined to keep control of the situation. "Your dog name is 'Sluttybitch' until I say otherwise." The succubus's mouth fell open in shock and she lost her composure for the first time. Her mouth worked like a fish, but no words came out.

She finally spoke, timidly, "W-wan?"

"Wan-wan!" Spooder agreed with a derpy smile as bright as sunshine, face looking pretty bizarre as the red eyeliner and black mascara that someone had applied to her face went quite oddly with her pure black, multifaceted eyes.

Next to those three, Cataphract had approached the Dryad and was giving her some advice while the Dryad nodded appreciatively. Cat finished by giving the Dryad a comforting pat on the arm then sending her Brian's way. The Dryad walked up with her usual regal, indifferent poise, again showing her state of mind only by the hands she held together in front of herself pensively.

She took a deep breath and pulled in some carbon dioxide, then said, "Human Brian, I want to thank you for letting me join your court of suitors despite my earlier impropriety. I am quite certain that I desire your high quality, highly sought after seed and appreciate the opportunity to earn it. To that end, it will be my pleasure to participate in your culture's rituals of courtship, such as "dating", "flirting", and "foreplay". I am certain that through my attentions you will find that nature is both patient and bountiful."

Brian replied, "That sounds like a lot of fun, um, Dryad. How can I find or contact you when I enter your territory?"

Sounding determined, the Dryad declared, "I will have my forest put into a constant state of readiness for your arrival."

"Oh wow," Brian answered, feeling important.

While talking on a cell phone that looked oversized next to her little body, Cat elbowed the Dryad out of the way and took her place in front of Brian. In response to his questioning look, she raised a finger to ask for a second. She finished her phone call, talking too fast and furiously to be understood by Brian, hung up, then turned to face the others while subtly leaning against Brian's legs.

He automatically rested a hand on top of her head, adding an appearance of legitimacy as she announced, "Attention Brian's harem. This is Brian's head bitch, Cataphract the Backbeard. You will be following my directions until our harem king sees fit to take command. Any questions?"

"That is not part of the deal," the Succubus whined.

"I guess Sluttybitch doesn't want the free ride to Brian's new house for the pizza and ice cream party," Cat taunted. The harem's frowns turned upside down, except for Sadie (she was upside down already). Cat turned back to Brian and said proudly, "There's a converted school bus on the way to pick us up in front of the convention center. Your belongings will be moved in tomorrow morning. Your work has been notified."

"Impossibly fast," Brian objected.

"Yeah, ever since the IEC's bureaucracy was entirely replaced with gnomes and fairies, everything works like magic. With magic." Cat glanced around, "Where's the fairy? She'll want to catch this ride since she's a live-in."

Brian patted his pocket and answered, "From now on, if you have to ask, the answer is probably that she's in my pants."

End of Convention Arc. Next: Bus Ride Arc, Pizza Party Arc, Kiss Arc, Sadie Date #1

Bus Arc

"I'm so excited, I could lay an egg!" Hanako the Poultry Harpy declared, stars in her eyes and wings pressed to her cheeks adorably.

Hanako, SB (SluttyBitch) the Succubus, the unnamed Dryad who claimed the West Central Range as her territory, and Spooder the Small-Breed Arachnid sat in the back of a modified school bus. The seats had been removed in order to make room for a group of possibly large-sized liminals such as Centaurs, Lamias, Arachnids that weren't of the small variety, among many others. The current group of entirely loli liminals took up only a fraction of the space. A cheap carpet had been installed on the floor, so it wasn't as uncomfortable as it could have been nevertheless, Hanako had accepted an offered seat on Spooder's spider abdomen, while the Dryad had made a chair of vines for SB at her request.

"What are you so excited about?" SB asked Hanako, while lounging on her vine-chair like a throne. "The way I see it, you, me, and the spider are in last place. The beholder is making herself the boss and keeping him to herself. She's sitting up front with him right now, after making us sit back here on the floor." There was one set of seats still installed on the bus, directly behind the driver. Brian sat on one side, Cataphract the Backbeard on the other. They held hands across the gap. "Hell, the fairy is in his pants right now. So you know she's going to literally be a cock-block. At least the plant and the snake kid banged him already. How far have we gotten?"

"I-it's only the f-first day. I-I'm sure he'll make t-time to do the n-naked things with all of u-us." Hanako's nervous, wavering voice barely held up as she was forced to think about "n-naked things". "Besides," she continued, after shaking her head and visibly screwing up her courage, "Brian's already picked me up, put an arm around me, patted my head, fixed my hat, and he even put a hand under my shirt to rub my tummy! I can't wait to see what he does next..."

SB shook her head in disapproval, "Naive bird. What do you think, spider?" The spider was taking her role as a dog entirely seriously and was busy pretending to pant with her tongue hanging out, drooling on the carpeted floor.

"Um..." she replied in a whisper, "Spooder is pupper. Puppers don't talk."

"I'm sure it's okay when it's just us, Spooder," Hanako replied, giving the spider girl a reassuring pat with her wing, "Besides, Kobolds talk."

"Oh, okay. Thank you for helping Spooder!" the spider said, giving everyone a sunny, derpy smile, "Spooder will be a good pupper for Brian! If Spooder is good, Brian will mate with Spooder and give babies. Then Spooder will be good mother and have family that loves her! This is everything Spooder wants."

The Dryad nodded in approval at this, "A noble goal for an animal of nature." Hanako was moved to tears as Spooder spoke her simple heart. She leaned forward on Spooder's spider torso and embraced her around the human torso with her wings.

"Oh, Spooder," Hanako said, sniffling, as she rested her cheek on the top of the smaller liminal's head, "I'm glad I didn't eat you. You're such a sweetheart! Maybe he'll fertilize some of my eggs and we can have babies together."

"May we all earn the right to receive the human Brian's seed and experience the joy of bearing offspring," the Dryad declared solemnly, again nodding in approval. Her positive emotions were indicated by a couple of vines that flicked back and forth behind her like the tail of an excited cat.

"You guys aren't even competition!" SB announced, "I knew he wants to be dominated, just look at how he's letting the beholder take charge. When I have him wrapped around my little finger, MAYBE I'll let him get you all pregnant. IF I feel like it."

"Actually, he just kicked me out of the front seat to come back here and be social," Cat claimed proudly, taking a cross legged seat between everyone else, "I'm pretty sure you know my kind prefer the term Backbeard to Beholder, nowadays, SluttyBitch."

"Wan-wan," replied SB with a facetious bow.

"Wan-wan!" Spooder mindlessly contributed.

"Me too, me too!" Sadie the fairy added. She flitted around the room as if unable to make a decision of where to land. She finally landed on Cat's head and stretched, extending her arms and wings. When Cat shooed her off, she buzzed over to sit on Hanako's hat. The Dryad then made a little perch of vines and leaves on its shoulder; the fairy gave the Harpy's hat a little tap, then flew off to sit on the chair that was made for her.

"What's everybody talking about?" Sadie asked.

"How far everyone's gotten with Brian," SB answered.

"Oh! Oh! Well! Master just grabs me and puts me where he wants me! He's also smacked me and thrown me around! He's so dominant and dreamy!"

"Oooh, that sounds so nice..." Hanako added, eyes wide and wings in front of her mouth.

"He scratched Spooder's chin and rubbed Spooder's tummy!" the spider contributed.

"Hah!" Cat interjected smugly, "I've held his hand and got kissed twice! He also grabbed my ass!" Everyone ooh'd. "What about you SluttyBitch? Nothing?"

SB answered, shrugging, "I got a tongue in his mouth, at least. So...noone's sucked his dick yet and knows what it's like?" Hanako was in full blush and hide mode from this conversation. Spooder just had her usual sunny smile, probably only understanding so much.

The Dryad contributed, "I tasted his seed, if that is what you mean. It was thick and filling. Salty, yet healthy. Hot and pleasant to experience." The succubus licked her lips at this, salivating visibly.

Cat interjected, "I don't think the Dryad means with her mouth, Succubus. It's possible the lamia kid did, I suppose."

Hanako asked, "Where is she? Isn't she one of our sisters now too?" The succubus snorted at this.

Cat answered, "More or less, but she's not really on the same six month plan with the rest of us. She's just going to show up for some sexual babysitting once a week while living at her mother's host's place. I imagine that eventually her mother will either lure the host back to the Lamia country, or he'll finally grow a pair and fuck the kid himself."

The Backbeard pulled out a phone and glanced at it, "The host is going to pick up the kid and her mother and drive them over for the pizza and ice cream party. They'll meet us there."

"Will there be mating practice at the party?" Spooder asked innocently.

"There...I...usually..." Cat stuttered; even she had limits.

"Gosh, I hope so." Hanako said quietly, blushing into her wings.

End Bus Arc

Pizza Party Arc

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Christian. Welcome to my...new house," Brian accepted a firm handshake.

"Thank you for inviting Lace to your children's party, Mr..."

"Call me Brian!"

"You may call me Mr. Christian," replied the severe, conservatively dressed man. He wore a tan cowboy hat, a full beard, a silver necklace with a large cross, and arrived in a huge pickup truck, the covered bed of which was used to transport Lace's eight meter long Lamia mother, Loop. To Brian's surprise, Loop had changed into an equally conservative grey blouse and long skirt, although her extremely well-endowed chest somewhat defeated the image. She stood submissively behind and to the right of her host, Mr. Christian. Lace held her mother's hand and popped bubblegum while wearing a red and black plaid skirt and a My Little Pony printed T-shirt. The young Lamia sent Sadie the fairy, sitting on Brian's shoulder, a dirty look. Sadie ignored it and focused on a flake of a chocolate ice cream cone.

"Daddy, Daddy, I spilled ice cream down my front, come help~" the succubus called out from the front door in her sickly sweet imitation little girl's voice, unzipping her onesie down the front to demonstrate while wearing a look of mock innocence.

"Um..." Brian froze in horror, unsure how to handle this situation in front of guests.

"This must be your daughter," decided Mr. Christian, "She appears to be of mixed race?"

"Mixed...race?" Brian asked, unable to look away as the succ continued to slowly unzip her onesie and allow more icecream to drip over her flat chest, "Sadie, get Slu-uh, SB cleaned up, please," Brian begged.

"Yes Master!" Sadie saluted, downed the rest of her ice cream, then flew over to shoo the Succ into the house with rainbow sparkles of magic.

"Indeed," Mr. Christian responded, "Her olive skin and canted eyes make her appear heavily Oriental."

"Ah, well, I suppose she is quite foreign?" Brian answered.

"Don't worry, I am not judging you. In these times, with the reveal of so many other races, it would be foolish for humanity not to come together and stand as one," Mr. Christian preached.

"That...sounds like it makes sense," Brian struggled, then tried to recover with, "Come inside, Mr. Christian, and get some pizza!" Inside the massive house, they joined the others in the greatly oversized kitchen and dining room area. Again, like the bus, the house was designed around a harem of large-sized liminals and was comically oversized for the group of lolis. They ate and chatted at one end of a long table, making a mess of pizza and ice cream. Their little arms could only reach so far across the table. Cataphract used telekinesis to pass food around and her hands to feed the handless harpy. When she saw Brian coming, Hanako batted away Cat's hands with a wing and sat primly, as if she had been doing so the entire time.

"Papa, would you mind helping me eat pizza with your big, strong hands?" Hanako's "little" voice and beautiful, puppy-eyed face was enough to make Brian's heart briefly stop. He made his way over to her like a zombie.

He was broken out of it when the succubus, in a falsely friendly tone, said "I'll help you, big sis!" and shoved a piece of pizza into a surprised Hanako's mouth. Hanako immediately snatched the smaller liminal (Hanako the Harpy appeared as a twelve or thirteen year old girl, while SB the Succubus appeared to be only six or seven years old) under the table by grabbing her around the leg with one of her powerful harpy talons.

"Aren't you supposed to be keeping Spooder company under the table?" Hanako hissed through a smile.

"Wan wan!" barked Spooder in a friendly greeting from one pupper to another, then went back to eating pizza with her face from a large dog bowl that was already labeled, "#1 SPOODER!" Next to the spider the little succubus recovered, shrugged, then went to eat from her own bowl on her hands and knees. She made sure to rotate the bowl so that the label, which read "SluttyBitch", was visible to Brian and company. She managed to somehow both eat and smile up at everyone smugly at the same time.

"Um...hahaha!" Brian awkwardly explained as he effortlessly picked up the super lightweight harpy and sat back down with her in his lap. She looked ecstatic as he fed her pizza.

"She isn't my daughter," Brian tried to explain, still trying to laugh it off.

"Where is this little girl's mother?" Mr. Christian demanded, while Lace the Sneklet charged the food, able to extend her serpent body to easily reach what she wanted on the table. Her mother continued to stand submissively behind Mr. Christian, but couldn't stop a little grin at the developing scene. Brian saw this and began to suspect what it was that Loop actually liked in her imposing host.

"Where are the women?" Mr. Christian demanded, "Don't tell me these young girls are here alone with an adult man?" SB looked up from where she was romancing her ice cream on her hands and knees and made a dirty expression at Mr. Christian, imitating a blow job with her thumb and cheek.

"Don't worry, I'm here," Cataphract the Beholder declared between bites of pizza, "I'm 80 years old. I'll babysit until Brian puts us in our place with his dick."

"I'm 42," SluttyBitch, the Lesser Succubus declared, unzipping her onesie down far enough to show off the trademark womb tattoo of her species, fully aware that she was making Brian stare and blush.

"I'm 34, which is like 17 in human years," Sadie the Dragonfly Fairy reported.

"I'm fiftee-I mean, I'm 18," Hanako quickly corrected herself, looking worried.

"Spooder doesn't know, but Spooder is old enough to make babies with Brian! Wan!" Spooder contributed.

"I'm only 10 point 5, but Mommy says I'm pre-co-shus," the sneklet bragged, rising up a little taller on her snake body, sticking out her chest, and cupping her hands under her little budding breasts to make them stick out more against her T-shirt, "Mommy also told me to say I'm 18 so Mister Brian can pretend to host me."

"Oof," Brian commented, somewhat ashamed at having this legal loli harem yet becoming most aroused at the age of the one actual underage girl. In response to Brian staring in lust at the cute little breasts that the sneklet seemed offer for his touch along with her precious missing-tooth smile, Mr. Christian gave Brian a menacing glare under which he began to sweat.

This made Brian unconsciously squeeze the upper, human part of Hanako's thigh, causing her to gasp in pain and pleasure. She looked up at him, face flushed in arousal, mouth open and eyes wide as she begged in a whisper, "Harder, Papa."

The Dryad looked a little shocked as she reported, "I am only two Springs old. I used my first year before maturation to observe humanity and learn their languages and culture."

"Whoa, Dryads are really smart!" Brian observed, while stealthily moving his hand to the inside of the upper part of Hanako's thigh, causing her to shiver as his fingers brushed up against the young harpy's most sensitive, feminine parts. "Hide it," he whispered to her, as he grabbed and squeezed as hard as he could. Hanako shuddered and twitched a little, but held her breath and kept a straight face, staring at nothing.

"Brian, what exactly are you intending to teach my young ward on the weekends?" Brian released Hanako's thigh and looked to Lace's mother Loop for help. As Hanako sighed and collapsed back against Brian's chest he was once again grateful he wore black suit pants to hide the wet spots he kept accumulating from liminals lap-sitters.

"Excuse me sir, if I may speak?" politely asked Loop, finally speaking up.

"Go ahead," her host allowed, still staring at Brian, red-faced and angry.

"All of these girls are adult liminals being hosted by this generous man, here. They may appear as young or small by human standards, but they are all ready to mate and conceive by the standards of their own race and culture."

"What's con-seeve?" Lace asked, just before unhinging her jaw to swallow an entire pizza.

"Well, I'M not trying to get pregnant. I have enough competition without creating more," the succubus declared, dropping the little girl act entirely. "I'm just chasing some dick," she added, pinching Brian's ass and making him jump and knock Hanako out of his lap, who landed on the floor with a startled cluck.

"I have a problem with this," Mr. Christian growled, menacing glare unrelenting. Brian pled with Loop with his eyes, and she made placating gestures with his hands to reassure him, then said,

"Mr. Christian, honey, we spoke about this. Lace is old enough to need mating practice. If she never gets any, than one day she might squeeze you too hard and hurt you during sex."

"I'm NOT going to have carnal relations with a CHILD. It's WRONG." Brian was relieved that, for now, the conservative man's ire was directed at someone else. He turned his attention to Spooder, who had finished her pizza and was now worrying his shoe and growling adorably.

"I guess I should try to be fair and spread the affection around," Brian said as way of apology to Hanako as he gestured at Spooder to climb up into his lap. He tried to hide his revulsion reaction when the little spider girl used all eight legs to climb up his own. Once she mounted his lap, he just embraced her shoulders and looked away, not yet ready to be so close to the girl's many multifaceted insect eyes. Spooder wasn't sure how to hug as a "pupper" so she just embraced him back around his torso with her little arms, closing her eyes to focus on and try to absorb the experience.

Having been usurped but unable to complain at the heartwarming display, Hanako just said, "I understand, Papa," and took a seat elsewhere, trying not to pout. The conversation between Loop and Mr. Christian continued in the meantime.

"It's necessary for my daughter's healthy sexual development. She should have been practicing for years already...if she gets any bigger, it could become dangerous. Just look at that healthy appetite."

The sneklet patted her distended belly in satisfaction and said, "I'll be careful with Mr. Brian. Or Mr. Christian. If I hurt someone, Mama might eat me."

Loop raised her hands, palms out, "Only if she eats a person. We're trying to be a modern, civilized race, so we no longer allow our kind to eat other intelligent species."

Mr. Christian angrily argued with this, "But you cannibalize you own children?! And force them to have relations with older men you just met? Even if it were absolutely necessary, which I don't believe, it's still wrong to make a child lay with their own father or some random man. It should be..."

"It should be who?" Loop asked gently, "Who else could you trust to be kind to a child more than her father? Lacking that option, wouldn't a fatherly figure be the next best thing? Look." She pointed at Brian who was giving Spooder a gentle back rub while she embraced him. While they watched, Brian steeled himself and gave Spooder a long kiss on the forehead, right between a pair of her creepy extra arachnid eyes. Spooder didn't seem to know how to react, so she just clung to Brian fiercely with all arms and legs, a look of shock and malfunction on her face.

Mr. Christian walked up to Brian, unsatisfied, "So what makes you think you're qualified to give a Lamia child mating practice? Have you done it before or received some kind of training?"

"Oh, nothing, Mr. Christian," Brian admitted sheepishly, "If you are better qualified, feel free to take my place. Heck, I'm a virgin...was a virgin, until a couple of hours ago..." He glanced at the Dryad, who gave a little grimace of shame, then muttered, "I'm not sure it counts..."

Cat walked over and patted Brian's hand reassuringly, "It does not count, if you don't want it to. I promise," she said with an earnest look right into his eyes.

Mr. Christian looked exasperated, "Then why do you want to have sexual relations with Lace?"

"Oh, why, haha," Brian said, gently but firmly pushing the resistant spider off his lap to the floor. He stood up to face Mr. Christian, but couldn't meet him in the eye, so he scratched his head and looked at his feet, embarrassed, "Well, I guess that question's pretty easy. I think Lace is really hot!" Mr. Christian just stared at Brian with his mouth open, speechless.

Lace swallowed a dollop of ice cream and responded in her lispy, childish voice, while sharing a precious missing tooth smile, "Woowie! Weally? Me? You're so nice, Mister! I'm glad I gave you my virginity today!" She turned to Mr. Christian, "I know you're worried, but don't be! It felt weally good, I just need more practice so I can make Mister Bwian feel weally good too! It's safe! If I do something wong, Mister Bwian will just hit me in the face again, then I'll get weally scared and stop moving!"

Mr. Christian, veins popping out on his forehead, cried out, "You gosh darn kiddy diddler! I'll fix you!" and lunged for Brian's throat. Before Brian could react, the predators in the room did for him. Loop wrapped her tail around Mr. Christian's abdomen an instant after SB and Spooder stopped him cold by grabbing one leg each. Hovering just in front of Mr. Christian's eyes were one of Hanako's extremely sharp, taloned feet. The Fairy, Backbeard, Dryad and Brian all had normal reflexes and just stared in shock. The sneklet only managed to start crying.

The predator animals each had time to deliver some kind of quip: the succubus, while bracing herself against the right leg with her shoulder, "Whoa, now. Don't hurt my host, please. I only just got here and started having fun."

The spider: while biting the left ankle and wrapping both human arms around the left leg, as twin streams of blood trickled from fang puncture wounds, "Grrrrr!".

Poultry Harpy: leg poised in air, while angrily frowning, "Cluck!"

Loop the Lamia, looking mildly distressed, "Oops."

Lace the sneklet sniffled and followed up with, "Mr. Cwistian nooo! Don't hurt Mr. Bwian, he's nice! I like him! If you want, I'll only mate with you instead! You can just do it with me like I see you do it with Mommy!" Laces words were interrupted with sniffles and tears streamed down her face.

"Aaaaaa..." Mr. Christian failed to make words and only drooled down his chin and into his beard. At this point, the late reactors caught up.

"Um," Brian posed, succinctly summing up the situation.

Cat's eye glowed and she levitated Brian up and over and down behind herself while mumbling something about "...MY lolicon..."

Loop pulled Mr. Christian a bit in the opposite direction, dragging both the spider and the succubus along. Hanako enveloped Brian with her wings and buried her head in his armpit, shivering uncontrollably. Sadie landed on his head and the tinkling of readied rainbow sparkle magic could be heard.

"Spooder..." Cat asked in a tentative, worried voice, "Are you venomous?"

Spider finally stopped growling and let go, and with a little blood still on her face, replied, "Yup! Boyfriend or food, stop moving!"

"You paralyze your mate before having sex?" Brian interpreted.

"Yup! First, bite. Next, suck on stick. Last, sit on stick. That how you make baby Spooders!"

"If it's that easy for you to mate, then why are you here, spider?" the succubus asked, seemingly unaware of the irony of herself being a literal rape monster and asking that question. Less ironically, SB started playing with Mr. Christian's venom induced erection through his pants until Loop smacked her hand away with the tip of her tail, disdainfully. Spooder looked embarrassed for the first time and tapped her fingers and front two spider legs together pensively.

She blushed and looked down and said, "Spooder wants family that loves her, so she only wants to make a family with love." Spooder fidgeted and giggled awkwardly, looking vulnerable, "Maybe hard to love Spooder, but maybe if Spooder tries real, real hard to be good pupper, Spooder can have just a littl-"

"Hup!" Brian interrupted Spooder by picking her up by the spider abdomen. He briefly struggled to figure out how to hold the oddly shaped, double torso'd liminal. Spooder ended up helping by wrapping her spider legs around his chest, freeing his hands and putting her little girl torso even with his face. He reached up and grabbed her face, then pulled it down and gave her a deep kiss on the mouth. He held it there for several seconds, his eyes closed, hers open in alarm, human arms spread out and unmoving like she didn't know what to do with them. He then pulled her head down further and gently kissed each one of her creepy spider eyes, and she closed each one in turn to receive the kiss on the eyelid.

"Do you think you could ride on my back like a backpack?" Brian asked. Spooder scuttled around and ended up clinging to his upper back, top two spider appendages resting on top of his shoulders, human torso high enough so that Spooder could see from above Brian's head, little human arms resting in his hair. "Where were we?" Brian asked, as if nothing had happened. Sadie, who had been startled off the top of Brian's head, dove into a pants pocket and curled up into a ball, hugging herself and trying not to be jealous.

While frowning, Cat said in one long run-on sentence, "That kind of venom should wear off eventually, if it's used for mating, I doubt it has any lasting side effects, Brian you need to kiss us all now to make things fair."

"Huh?" was his immediate response to Cat's awkwardly long and breathless sentence, as he absentmindedly wiped off the blood of Mr. Christian's that had made it to his face from contact with Spooder's own.

Faster at reading the situation and understanding the immediate need for privacy, Loop spoke up with, "Brian, it was lovely to see your new home. Lace can come by to play next weekend if that's okay with you." As she said this, Loop looped herself around the frozen Mr. Christian, completely enveloping him in her eight meters of coils. She then picked him up and slithered away, saying, "Lace, say goodbye to Mr. Brian, we'll go home using the school bus before the venom wears off," and like that, she was out the door.

Lace slithered up to Brian, face red and eyes puffy from crying, and asked, "Is it still okay if I visit next weekend, Mister Bwian?"

"Of course, sweetheart," Brian said, patting her on the head like a good kid. She threw off his hand as if denying his perception of her as a child, then rose up on her coils to match his height, wrapped her arms around his neck, then mushed her face against his with the messy, opened-mouthed kiss of a little girl that had no idea what she was doing. When she was done eating his face, she took out a phone camera and took a picture of Brian before he could react. She then covered her face with both hands, embarrassed, and slithered off after her mother without another word.

"Ooook," Brian said after a moment to absorb recent events. Seeming to come to a decision, he then walked out of the kitchen and into the adjacent, oversized living room, choosing to sit on a huge recliner. He paused while sitting down long enough to give Spooder a chance to scuttle off of his shoulders. She settled on the arm of the chair and sort of stared off into space, having never lost the look of dazed wonder that she had gained along with the firsthand knowledge of what it was like to receive a loving kiss. "If anyone needs some kisses, line up and come get them. I'll stay here until everyone's completely satisfied," Brian announced.

A couple hours later he passed out full and tired on the recliner, six little loli lovers snuggled up on top of him.

End Pizza Party Arc

Kiss Arc

Brian let the fairy go first. He took her out of his pocket and brought her close to his face, whispering something for only her to hear. She said something back, unmoving from her knee-hugging fetal position. Brian laid her in his lap then covered her with his suit jacket. Again, her skimpy pink outfit of ribbon was flung out from under the jacket and she transformed into an imitation of a beautiful little girl with slightly pointy ears, blond eyes, and unreasonably long blond hair that pooled everywhere. No one else could see what was happening, but quiet, passionate words were heard, as well as kisses that may or may not have all been on the lips. It all happened under the suit jacket in Brian's lap. The other girls, who were quite surprised by Sadie's unexpected spell, could see nothing but moving shapes and Sadie's bare, pale, cutely undeveloped little girl's tush sticking out from the bottom of the jacket. Brian's fingers were briefly seen caressing her thighs, rear, and exploring the little holes in between. Eventually, Sadie transformed back and made a dive for her discarded ribbon clothes.

When she flew back up to Brian's ear, he asked, "Do you feel better now?"

"Completely," she answered, gave his ear a tiny kiss and flew away.

Next up was Spooder. Although the entirety of her human plus spider parts were bigger than the Succubus, her human torso itself was the smallest. Thus she may have looked the youngest with her cute round face, if not for looking like one of the least human with her many pure black multifaceted arachnid eyes.

When Brian gestured for her to crawl over from the arm of the oversized recliner to his lap, she resisted, "This is too much for Spooder. Spooder already feels the love and will hold onto it forev-"

"Are you my good doggie?" Brian interrupted.

"Wan!" Spooder agreed cheerfully, instantly looking more comfortable.

"Then quit yapping and get up here so I can kiss you until "I'M satisfied."

Spooder climbed up his lap, for all the world looking like a blushing bride (spider) walking to the altar. Her fuzzy pink legs wrapped around Brian's stomach and abdomen low enough to put her face level with his. He put his hands on her tiny shoulders and pulled her into a kiss. She sat there holding perfectly still with her eyes open as Brian invaded her small mouth, seeming as if it were only barely big enough to receive his entire tongue. He kissed her lips and licked her mouth, fangs and tiny tongue until she finally relaxed and got into it, closing her eyes and giving her tongue back as best as she could, one of her little hands on each of his cheeks as if to hold his head in place. Despite what he said earlier, she was the one who ended the kiss.

Looking him in the eyes and smiling, she declared, "Spooder's babies will be perfect," before sighing and climbing off his lap, seeming a little woozy and unsteady on her eight legs.

SluttyBitch the succubus, with her pretend kindergartener's body, was next. She promised not to use her tongue this time then immediately stuck it down his throat. He had a panicked reaction and tried to free himself to breathe but his body wouldn't move; he was somehow under her power. She kept her inhumanly long tongue down his throat, licking his tonsils, as if trying to make sure he knew she owned him and he breathed only when she gave permission. Brian gathered his will then bit down hard.

The succubus leapt from his lap and rolled around on the floor clutching her mouth with both hands, spitting blood and crying out, "Ow, ow, ow, fuck!"

After a bit, she burst into laughter, clutching her stomach and rolling around on the floor like a nut, still spitting blood. She finally recovered, got up on her hands and knees, and doggy-walked over to him. She licked his knee and said "Wan!", somehow releasing Brian from her spell. He immediately recoiled from the sight of the creepy little girl rape-monster crawling toward him with hair in front of her face and blood dripping from her chin.

She didn't seem to notice, instead brushing her hair out of her face with one hand and giving him an unusually sincere smile, conceding, "OK, you win. I'll be the bitch this time. I'm glad you let me tag along. You're a lot of fun." With that, she walked on her hands and knees to Spooder and gave the spider's spinneret a couple dainty sniffs. Spooder seemed thrilled at this. Brian wasn't sure how he felt about all that had just happened, but something about SB giving him a sort of ownership over her actually made him begin to want her for once. He would have to sort through these feelings another time.

Next up, Cataphract the Backbeard. While the oldest in age and personality, she still only stood as tall as Brian's bellybutton. This was, however, enough to edge out the spider and the succubus who were both right at crotch height. Despite her petite size and childishly lean body, she still had relatively more hips, thighs, and breast than the other girls, giving her the form of a miniature teenager. Brian had to tear his eyes away from the narrow waist and athletically flat midriff revealed from the gap between Cat's tight fitting tshirt and jeans as she approached the recliner. Cat linked her little fingers through Brian's and gave him a shy smile before climbing up into his lap. They met eye to eyes for several seconds. Then the beholder went in for a slow kiss, first touching eyelid to forehead and taking care not to rush it. She had removed her bra without anyone noticing (probably with telekinesis) and pressed her small, but firm and well-developed breasts into Brian's chest. She stood up on her knees and her (again, small, but firm and well-developed) butt pressed out conveniently in its form-fitting jeans. While taking turns passionately sharing tongues and breath, Cat took Brian's hands and gently placed them on her rear, as if only giving a suggestion.

Brian took that suggestion to heart, squeezing and kneading Cat's offered behind. She made an undignified squeak in surprise and pain, then giggled in embarrassment.

"You wanted it?" she asked with a smug, but blushy smile, then hid back in a kiss.

He broke the kiss to reply, "Ever since I saw it." He was again confused about his identity. Was he not a lolicon that enjoyed the narrow, undeveloped rear of a girl child? Yet he was so very excited by Cat's adult-like hips and rounder, firm butt. Cat's body was more mature than the others, but also short, small, lean, and youthful; Brian decided that she was still a loli by any measure and that he was simply a well-balanced appreciator of small girls of all types. His thumbs found her hip bones beneath the lip of her jeans and his fingers wrapped around her buttcheeks. With a firm grip, he pressed the cyclops down into his lap, grinding her crotch against his erection. Cat's response was to moan softly into their kisses and they both began to breathe faster. This time Brian stopped them, not wanting to cum in his pants and deprive the other girls of something to sit on and grind against. Brian put his hands under Cat's armpits, picked her up like a small child or a doll, and set her on the floor to the side of the recliner. The normally dominant and in-control beholder seemed surprised at this treatment, but not unhappy about it.

"More later, Kitty-Cat," he promised, catching his breath and petting her straight, pretty black hair.

"Yes, please," Cat answered, wiping some sweat off her flushed face, then touching Brian's face briefly with her sweaty little hand before relinquishing her turn.

"Wait, wait," SB protested, "Mulligan. I want to do THAT."

"Wait, wait, I c-can't do that!" Hanako protested. She started to back away from Brian, holding up her wings in defense, shaking her head no and quivering in fear. This tickled Brian's sadism, so he hopped out of the chair and held his hands out, corralling the panicky chicken into the corner of the room with a predatory grin on his face. Hanako ran out of space to run and bumped into the wall, causing her to fall on her tush with a single startled "Cluck". Her knees knocked together and her taloned feet splayed out adorably.

"Hanako..." Brian asked like a parent about to try to get a child to admit their misbehavior.

"Yes, Papa?" Hanako asked in her "little" voice.

He continued in the same tone, "How are you going to feel if I kiss everyone except you?"

"Bad..." she admitted, sounding like she had been caught in a misdeed.

"So..." Brian pressed, "Do you want me to hold you down and force you to do it?"

"_Papa_" Hanako whined.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"You're not supposta _ask_, you're just supposta _do_ it." Brian could hear the pout in her voice.

"Always?" Brian asked.

"Always always!" Hanako confirmed, nodding with an exaggerated, childish conviction, "Just do whatever you want to me, Papa...I won't be mad."

"Even if you're scared?" Brian pressed. "Even if I'm scared. Even if it hurts. Just kiss it better, after."

"Even if you say stop?"

"Even if I beg. I want Papa to win. Not my fear. If I'm unhappy with something, I promise I'll tell you. After. After Papa enjoys himself with my body."

"Pinky promise?" Brian asked, holding out a pinky. Hanako extended her smallest, yet dextrous, taloned toe and shooked on it, delighted that "Papa" fulfilled his end of the roleplay. "Alright, sweetheart," Brian conceded, "I won't ask again."

Hanako nodded, "Papa knows best!" then gave a startled cluck as "Papa" pounced, grabbing her legs and pulling her away from the wall, then pinning them beneath his knees. "Hurts!" Hanako protested, struggling in vain, trapped under Brian's superior body weight, wings no match for the arms that made to pin her.

"Is this okay?" The Dryad whispered.

"Weren't you listening?" Cat answered, large red eye unblinking as she enjoyed the show, "The lolicon literally asked for permission and received it."

"She asked for this...the first time...I was there...kinky harpy...ah..." Sadie added, masterbating furiously and creating a rainbow oil spill of lubricant on the coffee table.

SB put a finger to the puddle and tasted it, "Peh. Fairies are nauseatingly sweet. Even if this gets me high, I'd have a major fucking headache after."

Spooder was tense as she watched the scene of sexual violence, her human hands covering her mouth. Brian was pinning Hanako with his size, laying on top of her and forcing her legs open with his own. Her jean skirt was shoved up to her waist and he was roughly dry humping her, her unexpectedly adult looking black panties taking the brunt of the attack. Brian had forced her wings away from her face and moved inside them, and all the useless appendages could do was flap harmlessly against his back. With one hand he roughly squeezed a breast through her shirt (actually rather large compared to the rest of his harem, a perfect handful he thought) and with his other grabbed her hair and gibbet, forcing her cringing face up and his tongue into her mouth. She struggled as hard as she could, but without her taloned, mottled harpy legs, she was merely as strong as the twelve or thirteen year old girl that she appeared to be.

"Are we about to see the bird get laid?" Cat mused allowed.

"I hope so," commented SluttyBitch, "I'm normally just into sucking dick but this is hot as hell." Brian would be ok with that, already turned on to the point of being unable to stop (moot point, given that he was already given permission not to). Hanako was good to go as well, no longer able to pretend to resist, wings wrapped around him and pulling him harder against her, face still cringing from the rough treatment but now just as hungry and eager for the kiss.

"Ooooh, Spooder understands now," Spooder reported, seeming to finally come to an understanding that this was something that made both participants equally happy. And then Brian grinded against something hard and stopped, confused.

"What's that?" he asked, looking down.

Hanako, eyes wide, "Oopsie…I need to lay an egg."

A couple minutes later Brian was back in the chair, Hanako in his lap and leaning against him, skirt off, panties around one ankle, legs in the air as Brian held them up with his hands gripping atound the soft, human part of her upper thighs. His fingers held her open between the legs (gently, as he was in Daddy-roleplay mode now, not rape-roleplay mode) while his thumbs massaged the mound above to help the egg come out.

"_Paapaa_," Hanako whined, "Everyone can _see_." She had her face turned to the side, eyes closed, face bright red, unable to handle the embarrassment.

"I know, sweety," Brian answered, kindly.

"It's _embarrassing_."

"Good. I think your embarrassment is cute."

"_Paapaa_."

"Hush and take it."

"...yes, Papa."

SB, with feeling, "Wow, okay, now _this_ is my shit right here." The succubus stood in the semicircle of girls that were curiously and closely watching Hanako lay an egg, unzipping her onesie far enough to stick a hand between her legs.

"What, egg laying?" Sadie asked, carelessly reclining in a puddle of her own lube.

"No, the humiliation play," SB answered while shamelessly touching herself, "Why do you think I volunteered to be a dog and live in a cage? Fuck me, this guy is my type after all."

"Do intelligent animals normally do this kind of thing in front of each other?" the Dryad asked, mystified.

"No, hush you damned bush. Don't ruin the moment," answered the unblinking cyclops who was grinning and greatly enjoying the show. Spooder continued to observe in silence, tense, with her hands in front if her mouth. Hanako made hitching, gasping noises as she went into labor, grimacing in a way Brian found charming.

"No wonder you're such a masochist," Brian mused, "Keep it up sweetheart, you're doing great!"

"I love you, Papa!" Hanako declared, wings wrapped desperately around his arms.

Brian looked around the room at the others, sharing looks of uncertainty at this unexpectedly forward announcement, then shrugged and answered, "I love you too, babygirl. Do your best, I'm here for you," and kissed the top of her head.

Four eggs later Hanako declared it a record and said in a wondering, weak, exhausted voice, "I feel so empty and clean and wonderful. Papa, you were better than in my dreams~." She was covered in sweat and lay back against him with her eyes closed, "You can still use me if you want, Papa...whenever you want...forever and ever..." then seemed to pass out against him.

While stroking Hanako's hair lovingly, Brian asked, "Kitty-Cat, would you please move Hanako to the couch?"

"Yes, sir," the Backbeard replied with a smug grin and did just that with her telekinetic powers, red eye glowing briefly. Brian leaned back into the recliner for a moment, resting with his eyes closed.

The he rallied, leaning forward abruptly, clapping his hands together once and said, "Alright! Who's next?"

Cat prodded the Dryad forward and answered with a grin, "Just one more. Don't stop now, you damned stud."

The Dryad stood in front of the chair pensively, hands together in front of her. "I do not understand what is going on," she finally declared, trying to cover her nervousness and cluelessness with her haughty demeanor, "What is the point of this? This is not mating...is it?"

"Mating practice?" Spooder guessed, tilting her head and scratching it with a spider foot. "That and pleasure," Brian answered, "Affection. Maybe love." He glanced at Hanako's cutely sleeping form, one wing hanging off the couch, one talon impaling a throw pillow. The Dryad still looked uncertain.

"Bonding. Mate bonding," Sadie the fairy added, perhaps a bit more in tune with the Dryad's mind as a fellow magical forest creature.

"Bonding? Can animals bond with more than one mate at a time?" Brian looked around at the harem, making eye contact with each girl, including Hanako who was only pretending to be asleep.

"Uh..." he said, reverting to his normal eloquent state.

"Damn it, bush! I told you not to ruin the moment!" Cat grumpily complained.

The Dryad looked stricken at this, "I apologize. I just do not understand..."

"I guess not normally...but sometimes..." Brian tried to explain as the girls around him all started to look nervous now that the wet blanket of reality was thrown on the sexy pizza party. All the girls except Spooder, that is, who came this day prepared to give all of her love, fully accepting the possibility that she may never receive any in return.

"Look, even if Brian isn't open to keeping more than one of us, the data shows that harem losers are almost guaranteed a successful placement in the following year..." Cat contributed, trying but failing to salvage the mood.

"Are you, Master? Are you?" Sadie asked.

"Am I what?"

"Open to keeping more than one of us?"

"Aw jeez, it's just the first day," he complained, leaning back in his chair, hands over his eyes, "...But it wouldn't be fair to you guys not to talk about expectations, would it? Give me a minute to think please."

The Dryad didn't follow directions, contributing, "You don't need to "keep" me. My place is in the forest. I am only looking to have offspring with a worthy sire."

Brian thought about this and responded, "Thank you for sharing your expectations, Dryad. Okay...I will be happy to mate with you after I've had time to get to know you better, learn about your kind, make sure that "siring offspring" is something I won't regret, and heck, hopefully become friends first, at least."

"That's why you should kiss him, bush," Cat whispered, nudging the Dryad.

With her hands in their usual pensive position in front of her, the Dryad continued, "Can we achieve these goals with the courtship ritual? Do you still wish to do the courtship ritual with myself? Dating, flirting, foreplay?"

Brian put on a warm smile to reassure the Dryad and said, "Yes, that'll work great, Dryad. I'm really looking forward to doing those things with you."

The Dryad blushed for the first time (a faint green blush, instead of red), put her hands behind her back, and said haughtily, "Ah. Very well. If you insist." Cat stood on her toes and whispered something in the Dryad's ear. Looking chastined, the Dryad clarified, shyly, "Actually...I must admit, I'm really looking forward to doing those things with you, Human Brian." This brought a smile to Brian's face. The Dryad noticed this and it made her smile and blush more deeply in return.

Brian cleared his throat to shake the spell, turned to Spooder, then raised his hands and voice into the air as if to excite a puppy, "Spooder is _definitely_ getting babies, I can say that right now!" Spooder raised nearly all of her many appendages into the air and screamed, "Waaaaaah!" then started jumping off the walls and ceiling.

"Down girl, down!" Brian yelled, curling into a ball on the recliner to hide from the terrifying sight. Cat stood in front of the chair protectively, planning to catch the spider with telekinesis before it jumped on her lover and gave him a heart attack. There was no need, as Spooder immediately landed on the ground with an obedient "Wan!"

Brian emerged and said, "Good doggie. I assume you're going to have your babies in the forest somewhere, right, Spooder?"

"Yes, Brian. Unless Brian wants one jillion little Spooder in his house," Spooder declared with a mischievous grin.

"Nooo!" Brian objected, curling back into a ball.

Spooder said, "Food for Spooder's babies in forest, anyway. Most babies leave Spooder to find new home. Some stay and become Spooder's family. If Brian wants, family can visit. Or not." She shrugged, still beaming like the happiest puppy in the world.

"We'll talk about it later," Brian decided, trying to calm back down.

"Wan!" Spooder agreed, loyally.

"Well, I want to at least be friends first with you, too, Spooder. I'd like to be friends with everyone."

"Okay for Spooder!" the spider declared.

"Oook," Brian segwayed, and looked around at who was left, "Cat?"

"A boyfriend and sex for six months ain't bad at all. But I would like to find love and be together in the long term if we're compatible for that," Cat answered, prepared.

"Very mature. I accept your terms," Brian said, nodding. Some part of him acknowledged that he was negotiating guaranteed sex with lolis and was celebrating in ecstasy, but for now he managed to keep that reaction suppressed.

Cat showed no such restraint, "Hahaha, I'm going to get laid! Guaranteed boyfriend sex! Woooo!" The little beholder jumped up and down with her fists in the air, doing a cute little dance.

"And you worried about not being cute. Your normal self is super cute, Kitty-Cat," Brian commented, smiling at the display. After picking up a surprised succubus in a hug and spinning her around once, Cat answered this by blowing Brian a kiss. He suspected she would have winked, as well, if it were possible to do so with only one, giant eyeball.

Brian counted on his fingers, "Uh...Hanako?"

She shot up straight on the couch, wide awake. "We're perfectly compatible. Keep me forever. I'll do anything for you to love me," she fired off in super serious mode.

"Same. Ditto all that," Sadie agreed.

Cataphract put her hands on her hips, "Not gonna lie. I'll be damned pissed if I lose because I took the reasonable adult position instead of the desperate kid one. I want to be loved just as much, you know?"

Brian reassured her with, "I completely understand, Cat. I won't let something like that...make the decision all by itself." Cat crossed her arms and nodded, satisfied for now. "Uh...we'll talk. Sadie, Hanako. Cat. We'll talk about everything, for a long time."

"OK, Master!" Sadie said, smiling, landing to sit on Brian's shoulder.

"...OK, Papa." Hanako complied, albeit with a wiggly frown. "You were so perfect at helping me lay my eggs..."

"We'll talk a whole bunch, Hanako. I'm open to it. I promise," Brian said, trying to console the harpy. She nodded slowly while looking at her wings. Brian said took a breath then changed targets, "Alright, Succubus. What the heck do you want?"

She crossed her arms and looked away, snarking, "What are you going to do about the snake child, smart guy?"

"Mating practice if she wants it. If not, who cares? I plan on making her cry a bit for trying to eat my fairy." At this, Sadie snuggled against his ear and said things only he could here.

"...Hot." the Succubus decided.

Brian continued, "I'm not going to become a Lamia sex slave and bang eight-meter long snakes all day, so that relationship is on a time limit. It's just my chance to do it with an actual kid, get it out of my system, and realize you guys are way better. Even Spooder was a better kisser than she was." Spooder clapped and smiled at this.

"Who was the best kisser, lolicon?" Cat asked smugly.

"You know the answer to that already, you braggart," Brian accused.

Sadie flew over and settled on Cat's shoulder, requesting of her, "Teach me, oh kiss master."

Cat shoo'd her away and said, "Sure, but stop sitting on me."

"Alright, look," the Succubus interrupted, arms still crossed, "I just wanted to suck some dick and get high. Don't get me wrong, I can catch some dick all by myself if I wanted to. But the evil shit that succubi do to people isn't going to be tolerated much longer and I think it's for the best. I don't have the stomach to keep pretending to be an over-sexualized, abused little orphan that men find they can't help taking advantage of, eventually ruining their marriages, families, and lives." SluttyBitch bit her lip and stared off into space for a few moments, as if reliving something terrible.

"Anyway..." SB recovered and looked up and directly at Brian, "I'd like to suck your dick when you aren't busy with the rest of your harem. Please." This line delivered from what appeared to be a very pretty six or seven year old girl, staring him straight in the eye, made Brian a little dizzy. He couldn't help but vividly imagine the tiny girl servicing him while staring at him that deeply. When his sanity and hearing recovered, she was in the middle of saying, "I figure there's seven days a week and you've got seven girls. I think it would be fair to give me dick priority one day a week. It would cool if we could be friends, hang out, and play video games together between dick sucking sessions. Or during. If we could do humiliation play once or twice, that would be mega-cool."

When Brian looked skeptical at this last part she shook her head and clarified, "No, not like that. I mean, you do it to me. You know, put me on a leash, make me walk around naked, make me pee outdoors in public, that kind of thing. Or whatever sounds fun to you. You're the boss. I'm your bitch. Your little girl slut...Other than that I'm happy to just hang out and see shit like this rad pizza party." Brian shrugged. He realized again that having some sort of ownership over the succubus made him actually want her now. He'd never fantasized before about abusing little girls or calling them "bitches" or "sluts" but felt that the succubus was just annoying enough that he would be able to get into it.

"Thanks for being open about it. That sounds great to me, actually...so, is that it?"

The succubus gave a Tsundere "hmph" and looked away again, finishing with, "I _guess_ if we both want to be friends after six months and we both want to keep doing any of these things, well then, shit, I don't know, we could just keep doing it. Not that I really care either way."

Brian digested it all for a few seconds then clapped his hands once again and declared, "Great! So, Dryad. What do you say we make out, then we all eat some more pizza and ice cream and fall asleep on this huge comfy chair?" Loli cheers. The Dryad just stood there awkwardly, hands still clasped pensively in front of her.

"We don't have to do it right now, Dryad," Brian said in his gentle voice, trying to give her a comforting smile. He figured that as smart and alien as she was, she was still a very young girl that needed her hand held when doing sex things (unless it's rough reverse rape for the sake of reproduction, of course.) He continued, "We could do it later. Or another day. Or during our date. Or not at all. Whatever you're comfortable with." The Dryad thought for just a second then raised her chin and puffed out her nearly flat chest in pride.

"We will do it now," she declared haughtily, "There is nothing you can do with your animal suitors that you cannot do with this one's perfect body. It was, after all, grown to imitate anything a human's body can do." She gestured eloquently at her lithe, young frame, shorter than Hanako's but appearing more substantial in some ways due to her bark-armored appendages and the array of vines that often protruded from her back. "I just do not know how to do it. Yet. You will show me."

"I'll do my best," Brian declared, putting his hands on her narrow shoulders, as she let her arms rest at her sides and looked up at him with her usual blank look. He guided her over to the recliner and sat on it, bringing them closer to the same height, then leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, hands still on her shoulders. She kept her grass green eyes, well-defined by a sort of natural eyeliner, open and watching him, otherwise holding perfectly still. He kissed around her lips, sucked on her bottom lip, licked her lips, trying to get a reaction out of her. She was cool to the touch and smelled like a flowering tree. Her skin felt very similar to a human's skin, but was pale white with just a hint of green. Her lips were also green as if wearing a natural lipstick, a very pale pastel shade.

Brian broke off from her and went, "hmm," hands still on her shoulders as she stared blankly at him. Next he tried kissing the edges and corners of her lean, angular, delicate frame. He kissed her moss-like eyebrows, her high-cheekbones, up and down her chin and neck, and along the shape of her collarbones. He stopped, gently pet the vines of her hair and asked, "Do you enjoy these kisses at all?"

"...I don't know," she answered, face blank, "Do you receive pleasure from kissing my body?"

"Of course! Your body is soft and beautiful...really, really beautiful. Like a statue of glass or stone."

"I am a plant, not a mineral," the Dryad objected.

"Sure...but you are flawless and perfect. Like a gemstone. Or...a lake. A cold, unmoving lake of winter." The Dryad's icy visage began to thaw. She blushed dark green on her cheeks and bare chest.

She put her hands on her cheeks, stared into the middle distance and muttered to herself, "Flawless...perfect...flawless."

'Aha', Brian thought, 'Words are the key.' He slowly ran a finger from her throat to her belly button and she followed it with her eyes as if trying to feel herself with his finger. "I had no idea that a plant could be a work of art." He kissed up and down the same path with his lips, enjoying the child-smooth skin of her flat stomach and chest as if worshiping it.

"So...*smooch*...symmetrical...*smooch*...even your bellybutton is flawless... *smooch* *smooch* *smooch*." He nuzzled her exposed pelvic bones, musing, "It's like your whole body was made for my eyes." During this, the Dryad looked from his hands to his mouth to her own body, then settled on watching his eyes as if trying to see herself through them. '

"M-maybe it was," she answered, stuttering, blush deepening, losing her composure for the first time. "I m-mean, I might be starting to experience pleasure. I am not sure. Y-you should...You have my permission to continue touching me."

The last page was lost somehow. Brian plays with Dryad a little more, then sleeps in a cuddle pile on the chair with everyone. Last scene is a roleplay scene with the succubus in his dreams, where she creates a scenario for him and herself as a hungry orphan. There, he learns her real name.

Brian lost himself in the Dryad's young, pubescent body, moving his fingers and lips over every inch of her cool, human-like skin. He kissed and touched her shoulder blades, her collar bone, her hips, her armpits, and spent extra time on the lips of her face and those between her legs. He turned her around and spread her butt, discovering that she was indeed equipped like a human would be.

"Uh-oh, girls. Better watch your behinds. Looks like he's into butt stuff," commented Cat. She continued to smile smugly while she teased the others but seemed a little nervous about it herself.

"Master can do whatever he likes with me, of course! The body I make with my spell is meant to be used that way," Sadie claimed, confidently.

"W-what? B-butt stuff? No way…" Hanako covered her face in fear and seemed to push her rear back into the couch for protection.

"Don't be a pussy. Butt stuff is a fun time for everyone," the succubus claimed.

"Spooder doesn't have one of those," the spider admitted, sadly.

"B-but, doesn't it hurt?" Hanako asked.

"Of course, that's part of the fun." The succubus gave Hanako an evil smile and continued with, "You've got the biggest butt in the harem and you DON'T want it, so my guess is you're going to get it in the butt the most~"

Hanako whimpered. No-one stood up for her; they seemed to either agree with the succubus or just enjoyed seeing the harpy teased.

When Brian finished giving body worship to the Dryad, he laid back in the oversized recliner, suddenly overcome with sleepiness from all the food and excitement. He pulled the Dryad with him, tucking her under one arm. She laid in that spot obediently, her intense eyes continuing to look at his face.

The other loli monsters naturally fell into a cuddle puddle with Brian as the foundation. Sadie wrapped herself up in Brian's hair. Spooder wrapped herself warmly around his legs. Cat laid on his chest, while Hanako went under the other arm. She pressed her face happily into Brian's armpit and covered the others with the downy blanket of her white wings.

Sluttybitch gave Brian an usually serious look and whispered in his ear over Hanako's head, "Brian, as a succubus, I'd like to claim the spot near your dick. While you're asleep I'll suck you off and give you good dreams. It won't wake you up. I'll control myself and not pull out more than one load so you still have a full tank for tomorrow."

Brian was taken back by how uncharacteristically earnest the succubus was being. This must be really important to her, he figured. He really appreciated the change towards politely seeking consent so he wanted to encourage this behavior.

"Sure. You can have two loads, I don't mind."

"Thanks, bud. You're about to learn why succubi are so great." SB smirked then squeezed herself between Cat and Spooder, positioning herself so that she had easy dick access. This announcement made Brian feel a little uneasy and he thought about rescinding the favor, but the warmth from six loving and lovables lolis was too much for him and he quickly fell asleep.

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"Please, sir. I'm ever so hungry. I'll do anything for a warm meal."

The skinny orphan dressed in rags begged on her knees, pitifully. She took Brian's hand and pulled it into one of the many ragged holes in her dress, allowing him to feel up her malnourished, waif-like body. As he groped at what small amount of breast mass the young, hungry child possessed, he looked up at her face and noticed that she was making a very familiar smug grin.

"SB?" He asked, slowly coming to the realization that this was a dream.

"My name is Zeroquil," the actress of his dreams explained, as she pulled the larger man on top of her and into a long life of satisfyingly wet and lucid nights.