A monster musume fan fic, I own nothing of monster musume, only the characters and scenarios I create not mentioned in the manga and cartoon series. All credit goes to the respective owners. use of copywrited material is under free use for non profit federal guidelines.
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My name is Bryce, Zeb Bryce, A transplant from America to Osaka and an official citizen of Japan, and I am in love with a slime. or I should more correctly say a slime girl.
Some will say I am sick, or crazy or how could I love a shapeless blob of goo, you may think differently when I tell you how this all came about, and how much it changed my life.
First of all, I am far from poor, and I've got looks and I know it, before this all happened I was mostly concerned with fast cars, fast women, and getting as much sex as I could and when, my game is good so I have no troubles with women.
A modern day Casanova with a list of sexual conquests that included models, two movie stars, a music artist that many would kill for just to get a chance to smell her dirty socks.
At least until May came along.
I can remember the first time I had may, or rather I should say she had me, earlier that evening I had spend about two hours in the delightful company of an oriental diplomat that I had been seeing in secret, she would occasionally leave from her embassy on some errand or another and when finished would come to my home and visit.
Her already being married in a marriage arranged by her government for political reason she had to use a driver who would say nothing as long as he was kept well paid to keep silent.
She was a wildcat of a slut when she was with someone she wanted to be with and a screamer, otherwise seemed to be a cold, calculating woman with plans within plans in her eyes as you looked at her.
Anyways, she had left several hours earlier and I had long bathed and gone to bed, I woke to the sensation of my cock being sucked, that surprised me, so I threw the covers off thinking maybe it was one of the staff and to my surprise, blue/green hair and blue skin.
A girls head was bobbing up and down in my lap with me in her mouth.
That's when the sensations hit me and I lay back and let her continue, I can tell you, it wasn't just good, it was something men only dream about, not only was she sucking strongly but pleasantly, it felt like her mouth was vibrating and as if her tongue was licking every inch all at once, I erupted into her mouth in seconds.
The girl smiled and slid down of the bed, I leaped up to catch her because I wanted more but she was gone.
Next time I saw her was a month later, she appeared at the end of my bed, blue in color, slightly translucent, buxom and exotically beautiful.
She pulled the covers off of me, crawled up onto the bed and mounted my cock without hesitation and started moving on me.
Again, the experience was something men only dream about, she was tight, wet, gripped me inside of her as if she were literally milking me for cum, and it felt like little fingers were running up and down my shaft as her sexy ass moved up and down.
Again, she got me to blow my load in seconds, what's your name? I asked her just after I came, May, she said before she slid off the bed and disappeared like before.
It was another week before she came to my bed again.
This time I was on top of her in the saddle and riding hard, she moved under me excitingly, like a woman in the throes of sexual passion, it went on like this for months until her visits began to become more frequent until after one night she stayed.
I woke that morning with a smile on my face only to find myself looking into hers, I smiled, you stayed, she nodded, likes you she said.
You taste good, always let me taste and enjoy, not try to hurt or catch like others try, I stay.
As I discovered once she settled in she was very intelligent despite her seeming simple nature and amazingly powerful as I found out a month later.
She was beautiful despite being a slime, intelligent, amazing in the sheets, friendly and despite her seemingly simple way of talking, a good conversationalist, I was liking this girl quite a bit, so much so I was starting to spend more time with her than out chasing after beautiful women.
Even the staff had commented to me I had become more pleasant, smiled a lot more, and seemed much happier than I had been in years.
That pleased me to no end.
The evening I found out how powerful she is I had noticed a car had kept appearing from time to time, followed for a few minutes, then turned off on a different street as I went on about my normal day when out and about taking care of the businesses I owned and seeing that they had what they needed.
What I didn't know is the husband of that diplomat had found out his wife was having an affair and was determined to find out with who and put a stop to it, permanently, he had already punished her severely and she was on her way back to their country to be shamed and expelled from diplomatic service.
When I finally got home that evening I had taken a crazy, every direction but direct to lose that car and had thought I was successful, as always May met me with a hug and a kiss on my cheek, I bathed, we ate and off to the bedroom for another exciting tumble in the sheets.
May is so exciting, so hot in bed she basically had me whipped, I just couldn't get enough of her and I think she knew it, but never took advantage.
She had already been sleeping through the night with me, not that I knew if she actually slept or not, but stayed with me regardless and watched over me while I slept, sometimes I would wake feeling her hand on my chest or an arm around me, I was getting the feeling she had fallen for me.
I woke that evening to an engine racing, the sound of a vehicle crashing through the front gate and racing up the drive to the house, voices, the front door crashed in and boots in the foyer and shouts.
I quickly unlocked the bedroom gun safe, took out a semi auto 12 gauge and a 357 auto mag, loaded them with shredders, threw extra rounds in a bag and moved out into the hall.(shredders are illegal btw, they cut through body armor with ease).
There was a burst of gunfire, someone screamed and a loud thump, more shouts and running boots, another burst of gunfire and another thump, then all hell broke loose in the living room.
I ran towards the living room chambering a shotgun round as I did, but by the time I got there it was already over.
May had the last one by his throat, she held him up off the floor with his feet dangling, no one hurts my husband, "EVER"! I heard her say, then she threw the man against the wall with a loud thump, if I ever doubted my sweet May's feelings before, I didn't any more.
She walked over to me and asked, husband ok? yes I told her, and very proud of her too.
That was the moment I fell for her myself, hard.
Hours later after all was said and done with the police a visit from an agent of the interspecies agency, we were in bed showing each other how much we cared and May was showing me a few things I simply cannot describe in words, let's just say things got volcano hot that night.
A few months later would find us in my Saab cabriolet convertible driving up the coast road to a resort I had just purchased, my Beautiful May sitting next to me and enjoying being out on a drive with me.
To anyone driving the other way or passing us it just looked like a normal couple since the revelation of monster girls being real driving up the coast.
When the amendments to the interspecies bill were put in place I spoke to may about possible marriage, I had to describe it as if someone claimed a mate, but on a more permanent level, they even wore rings or some kind of ornament to show they were taken.
She took some time to study the subject of marriage and told me she would love to be my wife for ever, wasn't she my wife already anyways?
So as we drove, I had an idea, I think tonight I'm going to make it official and propose to her, she will be thrilled I'm betting.
A side not to this, the diplomats husband in question, the men he had hired are currently doing prison sentences and will be ejected from the country on their release, he himself was forced to flee back to his country being not protected by diplomatic immunity only to find himself cast out of his position in his countries government for causing his country a grave and unforgivable embarrassment.
His wife had left him, over the years she had been slowly moving money out of their country to a bank in Osaka Japan, not huge amounts, but large enough sums that eventually mounted into millions of yen.
He had beaten her terribly, for having an affair and not just with anyone, A barbaric American, scarred her face for life thinking it would guarantee no man would ever want her, for that, with a little help from yours truly, she gained access to his main accounts, stripped them of every last penny, and donated every penny of it to hundreds of charity's around the country and a few in other countries leaving him destitute at least as far as being ultra rich was concerned.
She arranged transportation out of the country in secret eventually making it to Osaka and claimed political sanctuary, which was granted.
When he discovered she had done that he was furious, he tried to find her but she had long fled and already had changed her name, essentially vanishing, he was forced to sell off several assets and companies to keep himself out of debt and had to start rebuilding his fortunes.
To this day he's still trying to find her, but never will, she is in the one place he is to thick skulled and arrogant to even think of looking.
That resort I bought? She's managing it for me, who do you think she got in contact with to help her get to Osaka hmmm?