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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Moko is beautiful, incredibly beautiful, and that's where her problems always started.
It wasn't so much guys wanting to get to know her, it was the unintentional chaos she caused wherever she went.
Like one guy earlier today, she was out shopping when she stopped in front of a store to get a look at a very cute kitten on display in a pet shop window.
She bent over to get a better look and wiggle her fingers at the kitten all the while blissfully unaware she was giving the passers by a great leg show.
One guy was so caught up in staring and drooling over her lovely legs he walked straight into a lamp post who a loud clang.
Moko spun while in the process of standing up and unknowingly gave several men a beautiful cleavage shot and panty peek, causing several instant nosebleeds at the same time.
Perhaps I should explain a bit, Moko is a changeling, A liminal that can pass for a human.
And unfortunately, while not stupid, just inexperienced with humans.
She got the idea that human women tend to dress in short skirts, crop tops and sheer underwear with spike heeled shoes from some magazines she had found featuring women dressed in some very racy *slut walker* outfits and dressed herself accordingly to go exploring.
From those magazines she also got the false idea that women tend to want to be big breasted and blond.
With her already being naturally shapely, she cut quite the lovely sight.
She is also incredibly strong, one fellow that attempted to drag her into an alley found out after he got thrown down that same alley when he grabbed her between her legs.
I should also make note that while she can change her body and look, that means able to change her hair color and size to an extent, body type, and even appear male, she is still and will remain female she cannot *grow* tails, wings or horns or a penis.
Getting home later she found her host, Jii, waiting impatiently for her, Moko, he said to her angrily, you "KNOW" you can't be going out by yourself ! What do you think Ms Smith would do if I told her you did it, again...
What's worse is your dressed like a common street walking slut !
Moko didn't like his tone, well, she had a way of dealing with that, instead of answering, she made her breasts a little bigger and perkier, widened her hips just a little bit and promptly stripped naked, forcing Jii to grab his nose because of the sudden nosebleed he had.
I know you have to wear clothes when out in public, she muttered playfully, but why at home? their so restricting.
She moved forwards, pressing her now larger breasts against his chest, she kissed his cheek, I'm going to take a bath love, she murmured in a sultry whisper, want to come wash my back for me?
Utterly silenced, Jii just gulped.
Go take your bath he muttered as red oozed between his fingers, then he bolted for the kitchen.
Let your guard down and I'll get ya, she called after him playfully and headed into draw herself a bath.
Jii, he spent a minute pounding his head on the kitchen counter, he wanted her, bad, but the law as it is didn't allow it, thing is, she knew he wants her too.
Her constant flirting and clinginess didn't help matters either, that and deliberately taking the body type shape he found the most attractive made it all the worse.
She found that out by sneaking into his room and finding and reading his journal.
Moko smiled to herself and let out a soft sigh as she settled into the hot water.
He didn't remember but he has made love to her already once, he had gotten some saki to celebrate her first day as his home stay, as they celebrated they got drunker and drunker until inevitably their clothes were on the floor and he was between her legs and driving hard and deep into her, it drove her wild with lust and she gave just as hard as he was giving.
They climaxed virtually at the same time from which he promptly passed out after, next morning with her a little pleasantly sore between her legs she found out he had no memory of the night.
Well, if that was the price for being with him, she didn't like it but wanted him as her man so would accept it, for now.
In her mind, she was already his mate and that was the way of it.
The rest of the day was what passes for normal for the household, only this time he almost gave in and *mounted* her.
This time she had presented herself to be taken by him as his, she had leaned over the back of the couch exposing her softest lips and most sensitive place to him, slipping a hand between the couch and herself she spread her softest lips wide giving him a look at for what a man is sexual heaven, he had taken two steps towards her, hand already undoing his belt before he froze, turned and bolted for his room, first locking the door, he had to do some heavy *fist shaking* before he was calm enough to return to the living room.
Don't ever do that again Jii told her, she only snickered and promptly parked herself in his lap as soon as he sat down.
Exasperated he gave up, wrapped his arms around her and snuggled awhile. Moko, delighted at the unexpected snuggles settled down and got comfortable in his lap.
They settled down with Moko happily nuzzling his chin while fishing for a kiss when Jii got an idea.
Moko, let's go shopping and pick you out a few outfits, she squealed "YAY" and bolted for her room to dress.
"NO MICRO OUTFITS THIS TIME!" He yelled down the hall, he chuckled at her aww and got ready to go himself.
When she came out from her room he gasped, she was stunning, she chose a ruby red skirt that reached mid thigh on her lovely legs, a short, a matching sleeveless crop top that didn't expose her cleavage but left no doubt of what was under it.
A set of platform shoes and fishnet thigh high socks and fishnet gloves.
Wow... Moko... He managed to gasp out, she giggled, you like? He nodded, jaw hanging open, she hugged him, lifted his chin and took the opportunity to sneak in a kiss before taking his hand and leading him outside to the car.
The word reasserted itself for Jii at that, they climbed into the car and drove off to shop.
Shopping in itself was fun, naturally Moko showed off for Jii, He had to grudgingly admit to himself he was enjoying her showing off and clinging tightly to his arm and making it pretty clear who she was with, much to the jealousy of a few would be Romeo's that had their eyes on her.
Trouble came when they stopped for a snack from a well known street vendor.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder and asked bluntly, how much for the slut, while pointing at Moko.
She's not a slut and is not available, not now, not ever he snapped angrily at the man, I "said", how much for the slut! This time demanding.
Jii slugged him, hard, and I "said!" She is not a slut and will never be available!
He lunged at Jii only to be brought up short with an incredibly strong hand around his throat, how "DARE" you talk to my boyfriend like that ya jerk a female voice roared literally in his ear, then the thug found himself flying through the air to slam against a nearby wall.
He slammed into the wall, hard, and the lights went out for him for a little while.
Moko turned to Jii, took him into her arms, and said clearly, no one talks to my sexy honeybunny that way and get's away with it, then kissed him, deeply, sweetly, that kiss finally telling him just how much she cares about him.
Poor Jii never stood a chance, his eyes swam and the world stopped for a little while, he had been kissed before, but never like this and never with such passion, for awhile, he just drifted in a place he had never been before.
When he came back to the world he found himself blushing furiously, and much to Moko's and several other women's delight.
Smith arrived soon after and after talking to them and several witnesses saw to it the thug was cuffed and carted off in the back of a police cruiser.
She told Jii she would be dropping by their place that evening, she had a matter to discuss with them and a bit of news.
When they got home she as always immediately stripped and headed into the bathroom with her usual invite for him to come and wash her back for her.
A few minutes after she had settled into the water with a sigh she heard the bathroom door slide open, his steps, a shuffle of clothing and the movement of the water as he joined her in the bath.
Soon, he had her bent over the side of the bathtub, he slipped up behind her and slid into her softness as if they were born for each other and spent the next two hours making love to her.
Later, they sat on the couch nuzzling each other, her this time dressed as they were expecting company when the expected knock came.
Smith got right down to business as always once she had her usual cup of coffee, I have a proposition for you Jii, as you know, the interspecies program is growing faster than inspected, I need a regional supervisor, the only one I can think of that is ideal for that position is you.
If I were to accept Jii asked, what would happen to Moko?
Nothing Ms Smith said, she will still be in your care plus you would have the ability to appoint any person, any liminal at your rank and below as your assistant, you could even declare Moko as your assistant.
Plus, on top of that, a recent modification to the interspecies bill will allow marriage between liminals and humans, sound like someone pulled it out of their ass to me, but it hasn't been publicly announced yet, their looking for a few test cases right now.
"WE VOLUNTEER!" Jii and Moko yelled in one voice, Geez, Smith grumbled, turn the volume down some you two, she grumbled.
I'll see about getting you a license and getting things set up, and, the agency will pay for everything "IF", and only if Jii accepts my proposal.
Three months later a now married Jii settled into his new office, joining him was his assistant and wife, Moko, their very first case was a complaint about a woman who's young son was tormenting a harpy daily and making excuses for her sons actions instead of teaching him better.
Smith had asked them to visit her house and remove her current homestays as her privileges as a provider had been removed as of that day.
When they arrived and knocked, those within the house refused to open the door when they announced they were from the interspecies agency, Moko, she simply put her hand against the door and pushed and with the sound of cracking wood, pushed the door open.
They very plainly informed the household that anyone interfering with their duties any further would be arrested and charged with several crimes, they then were able to proceed with the removal of the liminals at the address.
Two of them were later assigned as his homestays, a very cute fox type, small, petite, but a fully grown adult, and a lovely equine type, (not a centaur), a bipedal female, very shapely, large breasted with the head, back bent legs and hooves of a horse and dappled like a palomino.
Lately the fox has been getting a bit affectionate and clingy, oddly, Moko does not seem bothered at all about it.
Even when Kisha parked herself in my lap for a snuggle, Moko never so much showed the slightest inkling of jealousy, she just tucked herself up under my arm and snuggled up.
I found out why a few days later when I woke one evening to the very pleasant feeling of someone riding my shaft, it wasn't Moko.
Moko, she woke because of the activity, threw a leg up over my head and lowered her delicate flower down to the tender care of my lips and tongue while Kisha, she rode me, having several orgasms while she did until my inevitable release, then the three of us soon fell asleep together.
Moko told me the next evening as the three of us lay in bed that her and Kisha had been talking, as it turns out that for both their species as their female only it's common and expected for a wife to share her husband with several other *sister* wives.
With the most recent modification to the interspecies bill amendment, for those species that it is common and expected to live in polygamist marriages, their marriage traditions and ways must be respected and honored.
We have begun planning our second wadding at this point and, as we discovered, Moko, may be pregnant.
Life can be pretty weird sometimes, even downright comical, would I change things if given a chance? Never, if I did, then I would still be some anonymous skirt chaser getting a occasional fleeting taste of passion without ever finding a lasting love.