A monster musume fan fic, I own nothing of monster musume but the scenerios and the story I create, all copywrit materials used under free use for non profit guidelines belong to the ownwers of the monster musume series.

"WARNING" ! Lemons inbound.

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It "had" started out to be a nice day, at least until a human stumbled into the village followed by three more who immediately attacked and injured the first.

As it turns out the three in pursuit are slavers, the first is a host for the exchange program that interrupted their "hunting" .

Needless to say the first fought the other three like a champion, but the three overwhelmed him, that's when we girls intervened and very shortly had the three tied up and an agent already on the way.

You see, were not your average village, we welcome all into the fold no matter what species and type, the attackers very quickly found themselves faced with an ogre, minotaur, and several humans and "all" very, "VERY" angry.

Mileena, our resident Minotaur, it was her bellowing that brought the rest of us running, by the time the rest of us got there she had already knocked one of the "attackers" out and had the other two by their throats and was yelling dire threats at them.

Trust me, an angry Minotaur is "NOT" someone you want to face in close quarters combat.

Like an ogre, Minotaurs are literal living tanks and just as tough, I've "seen" one go horns to grill with a pickup truck in a full on charge, the pickup lost.

As to our unexpected guest, he stayed with us for a few days, even injured, he was still a pleasant fellow and very complimentary of the girls in the village, not bad looking either.

The girls of the village loved having such a pleasant "guest" to fawn over, poor soul never got a moment peace while here, but, I don't think he minded that all that much.

Two of the villagers left with him as new enrollees in the program when he left, Mileena, and Lora, Lora is a salamander type, very lovely, but has a bit of an attitude, similar to a hell hound, tends to think of men as pets.

I'm betting her new homestay will break of that before long.

Still, the village will be quiet for awhile now that out guest has gone, Still, he made sure to pass out his contact information before leaving and said as the homestays advance in the program, there will be space in his home for new homestays from time to time and promised to keep in contact with the village.

As to our guest, his name is Kuruso, Kuruso Khimihito, there's something special about him I can't quite put my finger on, a type of fellow a girl is lucky to meet once in her life time.

Over the next few months things were quiet, little did I know just how much my life was going to change, as good as things were, my life was about to be turned completely upside down.

Lora, the salamander couldn't adapt to strong men, if she was not in control she would not tolerate the situation.

Kimihito made it clear to her he was in control in his house, not her, she didn't want to tolerate that but was forced to before deciding to return to the village, "THAT'S" where my life turned topsy turvey, my application to the program was approved with the return of Lora.

Within two weeks of Lora's return I found myself in the Kimihito household as the newest homestay.

Problem with that is I was already quite taken with him, Hard, attractive body and face, pleasant personality, and from what I saw, "VERY" large between the legs, very large.

And I "wanted" that and him between my legs, badly.

Little did I know I was already lusting after him in ways I never thought about other men, I wanted to wrap my legs around his hips and feel him moving inside me, wanted that so bad I nearly raped the man first day as his homestay.

This is bad already, on a full moon he won't be able to be here, a horny ogre is not someone you just say no to.

I knew my life would be different, but what I didn't know is I would soon be wearing his wedding band and find out he is more than strong enough to fulfill my fantasies.

What I didn't know is he wanted me too and just as badly.

First time he was with as a lover was with me leaning over the back of the couch in a bikini, Now, I'm no slouch in the looks department, not an ounce of fat, smooth tummy and shapely ass and hips.

I guess the sight of me leaning over the back of the couch wearing barely anything was too much for him.

At first it started out with a really delicious back rub that gradually worked it's way down between my legs and rubbing a certain spot deliciously.

Next thing I knew the rubbing changed and began to penetrate me, it kept pushing deeper until I felt his body pressing up against my ass then he began moving in and out of me, I orgasmed almost immediately.

That's when he started driving deep and hard into me, needless to say I got off several more times before he came inside of me, that was the first time.

Since then we have been hot and heavy at it, we don't even sleep alone anymore, needless to say it was not very long before I discovered I was pregnant.

When I first broached the subject with him I had thought to be returned to the village, it was in my mind that I was trapping him into fatherhood, wow was I in for a surprise, he was overjoyed at the prospect of fatherhood and proposed to me immediately.

One month later we were wed, six months later down the road we lay together on the couch, snuggling with me eating peanut butter and pickles and him proving to be the perfect husband, caring, conscientious, mindful of my needs.

Already round in pregnancy he would even take time to massage my tummy, that was just the beginning of a wonderful romance and marriage.

Six years later my husband sat on the couch watching cartoons with our daughter lounging in his lap, both of the laughing and snickering at the cartoons and eating a bucket of popcorn as they watched.

Sometimes my thoughts drift back to the village where I first met my husband, sure, I miss the village sometimes, it was home after all, but I have no regrets despite that.

I now have a lovely daughter, beautiful home, a loving husband who "KNOWS" how to keep his wife happy and fulfilled, loving as my husband can be, let someone try to harm me or his daughter as I found out when he threw a bully against a wall that slapped me while I was pregnant.

My husband get's strong, and I mean crazy strong when someone he loves is threatened.

When the bully slapped me my husband came unglued, grabbed the guy and threw him across a large room to slam into the far wall knocking him out.

I couldn't be prouder of my husband, he could have beaten the stuffing out of the guy but instead of just knocking him out and attended me.

But I digress, do I miss the village sometimes? Sure I do, it was home for a time, but now, I have a husband, loving daughter, a new home, in a way, a new life, I have no regrets and I would not change a thing.