"Alright Sully, you ready to scare the pants off those kids," MIke encouraged as he activated the next door for his friend to go through.
"You bet, gonna go with the Cobra Hiss," Sully said after reading the folder on the kid, giving his neck a loud crack. The big blue monster went over to the door but paused when he heard a ding.
Mike turned to look at the fresh canister that he had just attached and saw that it was already full. "Huh, must have… grabbed a full one on accident," Mike hummed as he detached the can from the collector.
"Gotta stop staying up all night watching those home scarenovation shows," Sully chuckled at his bud who deflected the criticism that the shows were just so addicting.
Mike hefted the new, and definitely empty canister into the collector and pulled down the lever to secure it when a second after doing so it filled and dinged. "That's not right?" Mike tutted before quickly detaching the can again.
"Hey Jerry," Mike called out to the scare floor supervisor. "We gotta problem over here."
The red seven-fingered monster hurried over because if his best scarer was being held up then they might not meet quota for the day. "What's the problem Mike?"
"This," Mike stated as he attached a third empty canister to the door. "Sully hasn't even gone in yet but the cans are being filled."
Jerry raised an eyebrow and quickly tapped his headset. "I need MIFT to send up a regulator," the supervisor said into the microphone. If the cans were getting some residual scream energy that would be one thing but the entire collector could be faulty instead and that might be catastrophic.
Mr. Waternoose seeing the commotion came scuttling over. "What seems to be the problem boys," the elder crab monster cleared his throat.
"Possible fault in the collector," Jerry quickly answered. "For now, Mike keep hooking up cans to collect whatever it is that's coming through. If it is scream, we don't want to waste it."
Mike nodded and kept attaching more canisters to the point that his station was running low in under a minute. "I need some help over here, Fungus, I need your cans," Mike called out and the timid monster yelped but rushed over with his cart and the two worked to just keep adding and removing empty and filled cans.
A maintenance cart rolled its way onto the scare floor and a big nosed blue monster stepped out. "I'm here Jerry, what seems to be the problem?" Fritz asked.
"Here," the supervisor responded as he indicated the door. "I need to know what is in these cans."
"Normally screams," Fritz said as he pulled out his scream regulator and attached it to the side of the can to see if there was a fault. The moment it went on all lights were green. "Full, and I mean, wowza," Fritz whistled.
"Wowza?" Sully questioned.
"I've never seen a scream compressed like this, you know they only compress to two thousand ssi, or screams per square itch. But this is, you got nearly twenty-thousand ssi in this can, it's…" Fritz cringed. "If this is filled with scream, it should have blown the can, and well…"
His one big eye swept over to the cans littering the area. "They all should have blown and this floor would be… kablooey."
Mister Waternoose's eyes widened. "Kablooey is not what I want to hear, Fritz."
"I'm sorry Mister Waternoose but, I don't think you have screams in this can, but it sure has some oomph to it. Real hoo haa energy," Fritz shrugged. "Have you checked inside the room, see what's causing this?"
Jerry and Mister Waternoose turned to Sully who shrugged. "I hadn't actually seen what was on the other side yet."
"Well let's take a look," Mike said as he wiped his brow, he had to send Fungus to go snag even more canisters from the other scarers, even to their protests.
Sully walked over and gripped the handle between his claws and slowly cracked open the door and looked out of the closet. A few seconds later he carefully, without a sound shut it again and turned to face his supervisor and the company CEO.
"Well?" Mike held out his hands in expectation of an answer.
Sully coughed and cleared his throat. "Well you see it's um… the um, there aren't… the was not a kid but the… parents were," Sully flushed.
"Oh let me take a look," Mister Waternoose said as he'd seen a lot of horrific human behavior and would not be surprised by anything at all. Opening the door wide, the crab man hadn't been expecting what he saw on the other side.
"You like that?" a loud voice shouted. "You like it when my fat cock hits your womb."
"Oh yes, oh yes baby, fuck me like a whore," a female voice cried out, loud enough that it could be heard all over the scare floor.
Mister Waternoose froze and it was only the intervention of the floor supervisor that shut the door before they were all noticed. The crab monster took a few more moments to come back to his senses. "We need to destroy these cans," he finally said.
"What are you talking about?" Fritz exclaimed.
"These cans here," pointing to the dozen canisters filled by this door due to the amorous activities of the humans on the other side. "This is a three day quota."
"We cannot use human, m-moans," Mister Waternoose bellowed loudly. "To power the city."
"Why not?" another voice called out, this one raspy and dry.
"Roz," Mister Waternoose cleared his throat. "The energy from adults is not usable."
"Have you tested the canister?" Roz raised an eyebrow at the statement.
"Well n-no, but," Mister Waternoose stammered. "But it's just."
"Let me take a look at these down in MIFT," Fritz suggested as his team was experienced with canisters and had the equipment to test them.
Henry J. Waternoose was not someone who got into his position by making rash decisions reluctantly nodded. "But you are to document everything and I want no incidents, this m-moan energy is never seen before."
"We'll take every precaution," Fritz said in affirmation of the order as he loaded up all the canisters into a roller cart and attached it to his vehicle.
"For now, get Mister Sullivan a new door," Mister Waternoose commanded as he scuttled away before shuddering at what he saw.
Sully watched as Mike sent away the bad door, and replaced it with a door that was checked to have a sleeping kid inside.
The next day when Sully and Mike walked in the front door, they found the building filled with CDA and MERC monsters all moving about. "Misters Wazowski and Sullivan, you two are needed in the CEO's office," a yellow hazmat wearing monster with two eye stalks informed.
Heading upstairs to the lush office, the scarer duo entered to see that Mister Waternoose was not the only monster waiting for them.
"You wanted to see us?" Mike announced and made all the heads turn towards them.
"Yes, it's about that door the other day, the… sex door," a familiar monster said.
"Dean Hardscrabble?" Sully questioned why their old university professor was in the company.
"All claws were on deck once we got the initial report from MIFT," Hardscrabble nodded. "The results are… noticeable."
Mister Waternoose cleared his throat. "Fritz if you would."
"Certainly," the department head nodded. "This moan energy is… it's a whopper. Ten times as powerful at least as scream energy and in theory easier to extract."
"Easier?" Mike questioned.
"In theory," Fritz repeated. "We had to work a lot of overtime to find another door where the humans on the other side were, having well- where they were doing the horizontal mambo."
Sully chuckled at the implication that they had to hunt down another door with two humans having sex with each other.
"Now that door, for the three minutes we were able to collect from it before they were done, was enough power to meet the quota of a mid-ranked scarer for a day," Fritz said as he had the charts to show the energy they were acquiring and the rate it was being generated.
"So what does that mean?" Mike asked.
"What it means is," another monster spoke up. This one wore a badge on their chest indicating they were from the Monstropolis Energy Regulator Committee. "Human moan power might be the biggest breakthrough we've ever had since we discovered scream energy. If we can find two humans that will couple for even twenty minutes and we can capture all of that energy. One door could power the city for almost a week alone."
This floored the scarer duo. "Wow," Sully blinked because even on his best day he couldn't power the city for more than a couple of hours by himself.
"Wow indeed," Roz chortled. "The problem is finding these, sex doors."
"Can I vote that Roz never says the word sex again," Mike quickly raised his hand and hoped he'd get some people to agree.
"Can it Wazowski," Roz grumbled. "Right now we are creating a testing division to see if this moan energy can be a reliable alternative or at the very least a new emergency system."
"Well how are you going to do that?" Mike asked.
"We are converting Scare Floor G, into a…" Mister Waternoose rumbled because he had opposed this nonsense on the principle that it was abhorrent but the government overruled him on account of the numbers MIFT was able to chart, to them it warranted investigation. "Into a sex floor."
"A what?" Sully's jaw dropped.
"We are going to find ways to capture that moan energy and to do so we will have to send in monsters to… coax it out of the humans," Hardscrabble expanded on the topic. "Right now we have the top researchers looking into what humans may consider attractive and if monsters would fit that role."
"Fit that role as in… monsters and humans, together," Mike questioned if that was what was meant.
"Exactly, unless we can create a system that can find doors for humans that are going to have sex, the objective would be to have a monster bring out their moans, just as we had done with screams," Hardscrabble continued. "It will of course be highly confidential."
"But… but how," Sully stammered.
"Right now we are creating profiles of lonely single humans that might be receptive to advances," Roz informed as she pulled out a few folders. "Mister Sullivan, you are being selected to test run a door."
"Me… with a… with a human? That's," Sully cringed at the notion that he'd be doing that with a human. "But aren't humans… you know, toxic?"
Roz sighed. "That was a cover, the twenty-three nineteen code was just to keep monsters from doing something crazy like kidnapping a human child and attempting to keep them in our world to drain them of screams. Humans are no more toxic to monsters than you are to each other."
"But what about Toxi, she's oozing toxins," Mike pointed over his shoulder to the door where out on the receiving dock a slug monster covered in slime sneezed.
"You know what I mean Wazowski," Roz swatted the green ball monster.
"Well doesn't this blow our cover to the humans, I mean that was part of the reason we didn't scare adults," Sully asked.
"We will have something prepared for this," Hardscrabble sighed, because that had been a problem of exploring this avenue of energy harvesting but it was not that different from a child having a parent believe them and one that was resourceful enough to capture and interrogate a monster. Typically a talk with a very special branch of the human government would allow them some cover because of how their worlds separated centuries ago. The black suit wearing humans made sure that their worlds avoided direct conflict with each other.
"I can't be the only one right?" Sully said as he flipped through the papers and saw that there was something called a 'furry' whatever that was.
"No, the initial testing was the… well I was selected as well," Hardscrabble coughed into her claw.
"You?!" Mike belted out a laugh before quickly shutting his mouth when he realized how insulting that must have sounded and he was still terrified of his old dean.
"Yes me, Mister Wazowski, along with a few others at Monsters Inc, like Miss Flint," Hardscrabble firmly responded as she loomed over the smaller monster.
"Couldn't have picked more radiant monsters, those humans are lucky guys," Mike chuckled nervously as he moved to hide behind Sully.
"Mister Sullivan," Waternoose exhaled heavily while pinching his leathery skin with his claws. "This is unusual and no one will fault you for declining, I'd prefer it if you did, but it is your choice."
"Well, I'd like to get back to the scare floor but," Sully paused as he looked at the charts showing that just one can of moan energy was worth more than ten scare canisters. "It's something that needs to be investigated and if I was your best scarer, surely I can be one of your best… m-moaners."
Henry J. Waternoose just closed his eyes and nodded at the decision. He was disgusted by it but it was out of his hands. Hopefully once the insanity wore off they could all go back to pretending that this entire debacle never happened.
Abigail Hardscrabble arched her back and cried out in ecstasy as the thick human cock inside her erupted straight into her womb. "Breed me Michael," Hardscrabble screamed as she came again while bouncing to get every ounce of the baby batter out of his hefty balls and into her.
"Abigail," Michael moaned as he felt his cock throb again. This was their third time tonight and he'd been worried that she would be too tuckered out to want to go another round or two but he just couldn't get enough of this mature monster pussy. Ever since that night three weeks ago when she woke him up to give him an offer he'd have been kicking himself if he'd refused. He had a visitor coming in just to get him to moan as much as humanly possible.
"Michael," Abigail bit her lip when she felt the human grab her thorax. "I'm not a young monster you know."
"I think you're only as young as you feel," Michael grinned as he rolled over to pin Abigail to his brand new bed, one reinforced for lots and lots of activity. "And you," planting a kiss on her neck. "Certainly feel as young as your students."
"You charmer," the dean of the university gasped as her human lover slipped a finger in her pussy and rapidly worked her up again.
A good two hours later when Michael had finally fallen asleep after their post sex cuddle, Abigail pulled on her coat and did up her hair, before quietly exiting the human bedroom while blowing a kiss over her shoulder. "Wowee Dean Hardscrabble," her sex assistant exclaimed once the door was shut. "You filled another forty big cans."
Looking to the side, Abigail could see the new mega cans that MIFT had to invent just to hold all the energy being generated by the human moans. The old cans were too small to capture the energy since it required them to be changed out so frequently that they could lose too much in the process but the big cans gave them enough time to prepare the next one for quick replacement.
"Do you want to go again?" her assistant said.
"No, I think I'll be fine with just this," Abigail said wistfully as she didn't feel like finding a new partner tonight. She felt that being with someone other than Michael now was wrong.
When this had all started they had a hit or miss track record with humans, some just weren't up to doing it and some monsters outright refused to take part, so those that did sometimes had upwards of three or more partners a night. But they were hitting quota after quota and smashing records daily, that the process was starting to be adopted to more than just G Floor, or as some monsters joked, the G Spot Floor.
Instead though, lately Abigail Hardscrabble liked the familiarity of Michael, going to see the same human repeatedly was special. He didn't just blow his tasty human load into her mouth and roll over like some humans had done, he liked to hold her after they were done, talk with her about her job at the university when she wasn't here at the factory. He was funny and he called her beautiful.
"I think I'm in love," Hardscrabble said to herself as she walked past the other door where one of her colleagues was coming out. "Miss Flint, I can see you had a fun night."
Susan Flint blushed heavily though one couldn't see it under the globs of human semen caking her face. "It was an army barracks," the normally stoic woman muttered softly. "They wanted to give me a going away present to remember them by."
"I can certainly see the appeal, all those strapping young men, passing you around," Abigail hummed as the top moaner, or if she heard right from Susan's assistant the bottom moaner, was always looking for a rough fucking.
"Um well," Susan stammered before she wiggled her abdomen eagerly. "I should really get back to it."
Abigail smirked as she watched the monster reactivate the door she had just come out of and stepped through again. "Who's ready for an encore," Susan announced herself to rowdy cheers from the humans on the other side.
"Ah Mister Sullivan," Abigail greeted one of her best former students as he rehydrated from his latest exploit. "Not getting too tired are you?"
"Me, nah," Sully exhaled before holding an ice pack to his crotch. "Just need a moment to recover. Some of those women."
"I can tell," Abigail chuckled because for some reason the moans of human men didn't generate as much energy as human females but she figured that was just because of how much more work was needed to bring a human female to completion. It wasn't exactly difficult for most of the female monsters to convince their human companions to at least let them suck their dicks. And once that was done on repeat visits they could get the human men to do pretty much anything.
"You done already?" Sully questioned as Abigail only had gone in one door tonight. Sure her output from that one door would have blown away any scare floor record back in the day but he'd noticed she wasn't going into multiple doors as much anymore.
"I… need time to myself," Abigail said. "Do you have a moment to talk Mister Sullivan?"
"Certainly, and please, Dean Hardscrabble, just call me Sully," the big blue monster offered.
"Then I insist you call me Abigail," the dean smiled at her colleague for his generous and friendly offer.
The two were seated in a lush breakroom where the moaners could go to relax and clean up after their exploits, it also serves as a sort of gossip room and a place to trade tips on what the humans did and didn't like. "So what's on your mind Abigail?" Sully asked.
"It is Michael," Abigail said quickly so as to not formulate a way to avoid talking about it.
"That's the human you've been visiting every day for the last three weeks right?" Sully inquired for clarification.
"He is, and I think, that I may have caught something from him," Abigail sipped her coffee.
"Oh like a," Sully's eyes widened because they were all getting tested daily to ensure no one was getting sick from all this sex.
"No, not like that, I believe that I have caught feelings for Michael," Abigail confessed so as to not confuse the other monster. "I do not like the idea of seeing other human men anymore, I… like being with Michael."
"That's…" Sully closed his mouth.
"He makes me happy," Abigail sniffled as she realized how silly this was, a monster and human loving each other. It shouldn't be possible, it couldn't work. So the two sat in silence after the declaration.
"Well then that's all there is to it," Sully finally said after working out the problem in his head.
"What do you mean that's all there is?" Abigail asked.
"Well you like Michael and all that needs to be done is to find out if he likes you after that, well, I'm no expert or anything but you just make it work," Sully explained himself.
"Make it work?" Abigail shook her head in disbelief.
"Yeah, it's something my parents did, they said that when they finally realized what they felt for each other, they didn't know what to do but," Sully smiled because he remembered this story his parents told him. "They said that there isn't a roadmap for love and if you try too hard it only makes it harder when the easiest way is to just make it work."
"But, I don't know how," Abigail protested that she could 'make it work' when she didn't know what working looked like or it was and that was so frustrating.
"I think you do," Sully nodded as he sipped his coffee. "You like Michael, and your heart is telling that, so just, listen to it and do what you think will make you and him happy."
"It cannot be that simple?" Abigail shook her head. "And it's never been done before."
"It can be, it's just that everyone else makes it too complicated," Sully shrugged. "And we've all got to start somewhere."
Taking a deep breath Abigail Hardscrabble downed her cup of coffee before standing up and moving back to the Moaning Floor and went over to have Michael's door brought back down.
"Alright Abigail, just go in there and," the monster crab woman said to try to psych herself up.
Taking a deep breath, that confidence melted away into nervousness as she stepped back into the bedroom she had just left earlier. "Abi," a warm voice called out as Michael sat up in the bed and rubbed his eyes.
"Hello, um Michael," Abigail waved as she moved around the room. "There's um, you see the uh…"
"Is something wrong?" Michael asked as he moved over to take the monster's hands and bring her to sit on the bed.
"No, yes, I mean…" Abigail sighed.
"Abi, it's okay, you can tell me anything," Michael assured his lover.
"Well, I… I don't know if I can continue this," Abigail looked down at her claws, the same ones that had been raking across Michael's back earlier leaving marks that only she would know were there.
"You want to say goodbye," Michael said, his voice almost dead.
"No, but…," Abigail said before she felt gentle hands hold her own. Looking up to the human she was entranced with his colorful eyes, that held such warmth and care for her. "Michael I think I'm falling in love with you."
"Oh," Michael said, and he was silent for a moment before he chuckled. "Well that's good because I think I fell in love with you too Abi."
"But can we," Abigail gulped as she felt elated that her human had said that he loved her. It was incredible.
"Sure we can, I don't think there's any laws against it and even if there were, it wouldn't change how I feel about you," Michael smiled as he pulled Abigail closer to kiss her lips. He shuffled until he was kneeling on the floor in front of her.
"I know I don't have a ring but, Abigail Hardscrabble would you… do me the most wonderful honor of marrying me," Michael proposed and the monster woman gasped.
"Yes!" Abigail cried out as her wings expanded out and she picked up her human, her fiance, into a crushing hug and kissed him as she saw stars explode in her eyes.
Quickly she rushed over to the door and threw it open, stepping out onto the Moaning Floor with Michael in her arms. "He proposed!" She shouted for all the other monsters to hear.
There was a brief moment of silence before cheers and whistles erupted from the other moaners who were busy congratulating the new couple.