A/N: As we leave B and enter C we'll be talking a look at the last girl in it the Bunyip. This chapter was a request from Legendary-Titan who not came with the idea, but also the title for this chapter. I'm always grateful for his support of this story. Which always feels weird for me to say because it makes me sound like a PBS show. I feel like I'm about to introduce The Joy of Painting or something.
I'm hoping for more future requests. Since I don't seem to get a lot of those. Than again I haven't checked my reviews in a while. I also want to be clear, when you make a request please be coherent as possible. I can't work with a garbled mess.
Also not to date this chapter, but I'm a little bummed I couldn't get to a spooky Monster Girl in time for Halloween. Maybe next year, if I'm still working on this by next Halloween. Also Legendary-Titan, I hope you don't mind that I reworded somethings and named the Bunyip Shelia. My thought behind it is since the Bunyip comes from Australia I thought naming her Shelia would be the most appropriate. And thank you Nobody for clarifying the Oni thing. I am but an ignorant American with a very, very basic understanding on Japanese culture and mythology. Anyway, enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 24
My name is Riley Lawson. I used to live in a small village until my parents moved to the city. I never liked living there so when I turned 27 I decided to move back there. I still have relatives living there my grandparents. I think back to my fondest memory was spending my summers fishing.
Everyday I would fish at a small dock on the river near my grandparents' house. But I didn't just fish I also swam in the river. I remember one day I was hanging out at the river with some friends I noticed something by some reeds. I got closer to them, but couldn't see anything. I thought it was just my imagination until I saw a pair of eyes.
"Is someone in there?" I asked.
There was no response but I could hear shakey breathing.
"It's okay I won't hurt you. Do you want to come out?" I asked.
"N-no." they said.
Judging from the sound of their voice it sounded like a girl. But she didn't sound like any girl I knew in town.
"I don't want to be rude, but are you a girl?" I asked.
"Y-yes." she said.
"Are you from around here?" I asked.
"N-no. she said.
"You have any friends?" I asked.
"N-no." she said.
"You want me to be your friend." I asked.
"M-maybe." she said.
"Oh, you want to come over and play with us?" I asked.
"Riley! What are you doing over there? Come on back!" one of my friends shouted.
"I have to go now. But what's your name? I'm Riley." I said.
"S-Shelia." she said.
"Okay, I'll see you later." I said.
The next day I told people about Shelia but none of them believed me. They all thought I was crazy. I asked my grandfather, but didn't know of any girls with her name and my friends teased me relentlessly about it.
"Hey Riley! You goin' to visit your imagery friend?" they often said.
I even started thinking I was crazy. I never saw Shelia after that. I went to river almost every day and nothing. I still wonder to this day if she was real or not.
I arrived at my grandparents' house. I exchanged hugs and kisses with them and they had me set up in one of their guestrooms. Grandpa owned and operated a bait and tackle shop in town while grandma stayed home.
The first few weeks were great. I spent my time fishing on the dock, although the dock itself had seen better days. But I couldn't help but feel like I was being watched. I'm sure who or what was watching me, but they were. Once I swear I saw a shadow in the water. I was at home eating dinner with my grandparents. It was raining pretty hard so I couldn't finish that day.
"So how's the fishing going?" Grandpa asked me.
"It's pretty good. Although I think something's watching me. I don't know, maybe I'm being paranoid." I said.
"Oh you hear that Edith, it must be the Bunyip." he said. Grandma just rolled her eyes.
"The what now?" I questioned.
"The Bunyip my boy. It's coming to eat your liver." he said followed with a dry weezey laugh.
"Oh George, enough with your nonsense." Grandma said.
"It's true, I fought once you know. There I was face-to-face with it. Ugliest thing I've ever seen. It was a giant six legged cow, with crab claws, and a pair of bat wings! It breathed fire and shot lightning from it's udders! But I fought off with nothing but a spoon and one of your grandma's skirt." he explained.
"Grandpa, did you take your meds today?" I asked.
Grandma was laughing so hard she had tears rolling down her cheeks.
"And what is so funny?" Grandpa asked her.
"George none of that happened. You got drunk and messed with one of Mr. Lipton's cows." she said.
"It could have been the Bunyip." he mumbled sulking in his chair.
"Now Riley, I'll tell you about the real Bunyip. It ain't no fire breathing cow." Grandma said to me.
"You saw the Bunyip grandma?" I asked.
"Well no. I only heard about it because of an encounter a fisherman had. You know Mike Stillwater right? He claimed to have seen something in the water once, right by some reeds. A shadow that looked like a snake gliding through the water. He didn't see it at first since it was so quiet." she said.
"Yeah, I think I saw a shadow too." I said.
"Well, Mike went back to that spot the next day and by the river was a large snake like creature, with big fluffy ears, and a beak. Earlier scared him to death." she said.
"Huh, and you say my story's ridiculous. A bird faced rabbit snake?" Grandpa commented.
"Oh hush up George." Grandma said.
"I'll tell you one thing Riley. The Bunyip is dangerous. Edith, do you remember last fall when that family of beavers moved in up river?" Grandpa asked her.
"I do, they built a dam that almost flooded the town." she said.
"What does that have to do with the Bunyip?" I asked.
"Some of men got worried about the potential flooding problem and when they went to tear up the dam, they found it in pieces. From what I heard there were claws marks in the wood. Tore the dam apart like it was made of paper. And right near the site by some reeds...the shadow of the Bunyip." Grandpa said and almost on queue thunder cracked outside.
The next day the storm cleared up allowing me to go fishing. I couldn't help but think about what grandma and grandpa said. Every time the Bunyip appeared it was by reeds. Reeds, where I met Shelia.
I walked on the dock, the boards creaked as I step on them. The dock must have taken some damage from the storm. I got near the end of the dock and I noticed something. Over by the reeds was something shiny, it looked like a beak...it was the Bunyip.
Startled I accidentally stepped on a loose broad. I got carried down the river, I was tangled up in my fishing line and netting. I struggled to untangle myself, but the pulled of the current and the tangled mess made my efforts meaningless. As I slowly blacked out I saw the shadow of something swin towards me. It must be the Bunyip, oh well, at least I'll be a nice meal for it. I just wish I could say goodbye to my grandparents.
I awoke sometime later, I felt warm. I was wrapped in the fluffiest blanket I ever slept in. My head was resting on two large pillows. I nuzzled the pillows and I heard a moan. I opened my eyes; I was wrapped in a large fluffy tail, and my head was resting between two large dark brown mounds that felt fleshy. I looked up and was staring in the face of a large bird.
I was startled at first, but I realized that the beak was a mask. It released me and slithered back.
"Wait! Did...did you save?" I asked.
She didn't say anything, but she nodded her head. She must have been shy. So I guess I'll ask her yes and no questions.
"Are you the Bunyip?" I asked.
She nodded. I had one more question, I needed to know one thing.
"Is your name Shelia?" I asked. She nodded.
"Shelia! I can't believe you're real. I also can't believe you save me, thank you!" I said hugging her.
"I-I could let you die." she said.
"But why? You didn't need to risk your life to save mine." I said.
"Y-you were so nice to me, and I l-like you." she said. I couldn't tell, but I got the feeling she was blushing underneath her mask.
"Well, in that case. Let me thank you for rescuing me." I said.
I lifted up her mask, she placed her claws on my hands but made no attempt to remove my hands from. I removed her and saw her face for the first time. I was immediately enraptured by her beauty. I placed my hands on her warm, delicate cheeks and kissed her. She placed her claws on my face and kissed me back.
Our kisses were slow and tender, but soon gained heat and passion. I sipped my tongue into her mouth and she welcomed it with her own. We were mmoaning in each others mouths and I felt a bulge form in my pants.
She must have felt too, because she moved from my face to my crotch. I moved one my hands from her face to one of her breasts. I was being driven by animalistic instincts at this point and I wanted her. I removed my pants which were still damp from being in the river. I rubbed my hard cock against her pussy.
She spread her vaginal lips and I entered her. She quivered from my penis entering and I saw blood trickle out of her vagina, yet she didn't seemed distressed by this. Still I moved slowly in and out of her as to not hurt her further. She placed her claws on my back and moaned deeply as I continued thrusting into her.
I getting deeper and deeper into her till my tip was touching the entrance to her womb. I could feel her insides were becoming increasingly wet and was tightening around my member. I pumped faster and faster into her until I could feel my balls ready to explode.
"Shelia, I'm gonna cum!" I shouted.
Shelia didn't respond, she was to engulfed in please to say anything. I kept thrusting until I unleashed my semen inside of her. I collapsed on top of her panting heavily.
"Wow, that was great." I said.
"More..." Shelia murmured.
"What?" I asked.
"I want more!" she shouted.
As if a switch was flipped, the normally docile and quiet Shelia became lustful and more aggressive. She coiled herself around me and flipped me over onto my back. Her tail was wrapped around me so tight I felt like my pelvis would snap in two.
She buried my face in between her bosom and aggressively started to jerk me off.
"Harder, I want it harder! Why aren't you hard yet!?" she growled at me.
I was a little frightened to answer her with a sarcastic remark, so I kept quiet and tried getting another erection. Once I regained my erection she began to ride me. Slamming vigorously against my crotch, and if the grip of her tail wasn't bad enough her slamming into me wasn't helping.
I couldn't move, I lay motionless as Shelia kept fucking me. I didn't really care that she was being rough, I just wanted to come out of this with the ability to still walk.
"Hey! Don't just lay there! Pleasure me!" she demanded.
"Okay Shelia, no need to get violent...well, more violent." I said.
I removed the small bra from her chest and started to suck on her nipples, alternating between the two of them. Shelia's expression softened a bit, but was still on a mission to obliterate my pelvis.
"Oh baby, that feels so nice. You're going to make me cum!" she cried.
As long as she wasn't about to snap me in two I didn't care.
"Oh yes! Harder! Suck on my tits hard!" she cried.
I sucked harder and she went faster and faster until I could feel myself reaching another orgasm.
"I'm cumming! Oh god, I'm cumming!" Shelia cried.
And with that she squirted on me and I came inside of her. My shirt with had been just about dry at this point was caked with sweat. Shelia laid on top of me riding out her orgasm.
"That was great Riley. I really loved that!" she said softly.
"Good...for you..." I breathed.
"Oh my goodness! Are you alright!?" she asked, panicking.
"Yeah...I'm fine...although I probably won't be able to move...for a while." I said.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!" she exclaimed.
"I'm fine really. Just give me a minute and I'll be able to move again." I said.
"This is why I didn't want to meet people. I was afraid I would hurt them," she said tears forming in her eyes. "I'm a monster!"
"Hey, hey now. That's not true. If you were a monster you wouldn't have saved me or save the town from flooding." I said.
"You...you heard about that?" she asked meekly.
"You don't hear about someone who can turn a beaver dam into matchsticks everyday do ya?" I asked.
"Well the flood would have washed away my reeds. But I guess I'm also glad the town was saved." she said blushing profusely.
"Come on, I'll show you that you're not a monster." I said getting up and holding my hand out to her.
"I don't..." she started.
"Trust me." I said.
She seemed unsure, but slowly she took my hand. First I took her to my grandparents. If the town didn't accept her I hoped that my grandparents would. We approached the house and kept her behind me a bit, though there wasn't much to hide.
"Grandpa? Grandma? Can you come here." I said as I entered.
"Where's the fire at son...whoa!" Grandpa shouted as he saw Shelia.
"George is something...goodness!" Grandma shouted.
"Grandma, grandpa this is Shelia our resident Bunyip." I said.
"It's...it's very nice to meet you dear. George, isn't nice to meet her?" Grandma asked.
"Uh-huh, excuse me I have to go upstairs for a bit. Just need to check on something and not to change my pants." he said heading upstairs.
"So...how did you two meet?" Grandma asked.
"We meet when we were kids. I told Grandpa about it. But we met again just recently. She save me from drowning in the river." I said.
"Wait, you almost drowned!?" Grandma exclaimed.
"Yeah, but I'm fine. Shelia rescued me. So can she stay?" I asked.
"Normally we wouldn't let strangers into our home, but since she did save you I suppose we can make an exception. However, she can on two conditions. Number one, if she's staying then she has to help around here. And number two, I expect you two to keep the noise to a minimum." Grandma said.
"Excuse?" I asked.
"I'm old honey, not dumb. I can tell she did more than save your life." she said.
"I-I don't know what mean." I stammered.
"No need to be embarrassed. You're young, besides I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind grandkids of their own." she said.
"Thank you ma'am, I promise not to be a burden on you." Shelia said.
"Oh my, sure a polite young lady. She's a keeper." Grandma said.
"Yeah, she sure is." I said.
Seeing how smoothly things went with my grandparents, I introduced Shelia to the rest of the town. People were a little wary of her at first, but they welcomed her with open arms when they found out the same monster they were afraid of was the same one that saved the town. The children loved her immediately given her fluffy tail. As for me, since Grandpa was getting up there in years I took over the bait shop.
Of course every summer I'd still spend my time by the river. Only this time I have Shelia to keep me company and to make sure I don't drown again.