Thread: Taking Care of Monster Girls (desertgiant3197 and  AdventureGurl!)

There were six in total. Each one pulled from opposite ends of the earth, told to pack up their things within a single night, and stuffed into a pair of large black vans belonging to the Supra-Humanoid Acclimation Bureau. All had signed up for the exchange program, and were all confused as to why all six were going to the same place. You think he's rich or something? Maybe he has a mansion like that Heffner guy! Saria said with a broad grin. She was a White Tailed Fox Demon. Her species was so rare as to be considered endangered, however of course the human government had yet to recognize such issues for Supra-humanoids. Yeah. Just what we need. Some rich old fart who probably can't even get it up without meds. I just hope he's hung. Iksa , the Red-skinned Oni commented with a tone of severe disinterest. Her kind were known for being hard to impress, as they cared for very little outside fighting and fucking. Hung and young and we are totally on the same page. Came a voice from the back of the van. She was buried among the massive leaves of her Heart-Bloom, but Lillica kept her torso visible and made a point to converse with the others. She hated long trips, and they'd been traveling for hours on end. Meanwhile in the other Van..... For the last time get your tentacles off of me! Mercy , a Water Dragon growled through sharp teeth at the writhing appendage extending from the head of one of her companions. Mika'Ra looked back with a playful grin. I swear I can't control them when I space off. Just gonna have to get used to it! The Kraken went back to her sketch pad, drawing out some rather impressive male figures in various action poses....all of which were incredibly hung. Mercy might have been able to appreciate her skills had the beasts head-tentacles not been groping at her thighs the entire ride. The driver said we are almost there! Just a few minutes now! Mercy groaned at the overly perky voice of their third passenger. Enille was currently sliding back from the front seat in her liquid form, a bright purple ooze with pink and red striations within, as well as metallic black flecks. The mass oozed its way back to the rear of the van where she reassembled herself into a humanoid form, and slipped on her clothing, a tank top and jeans. Mercy couldn't help but notice the pasty white blobs floating within her fluid interior. Bitch! Did you get the driver!? The Dragoness growled again, her mood getting worse as time went on. Enille giggled and leaned back with a smile on her gooey face. He couldn't resist! How could he? Don't worry though, it was a bit sour. The Visco-sapien made a cringe-face at Mercy, who returned the look with a groan. Sour or not, she would kill for a snack at the moment. When the van stopped the girls were all ushered out quickly, made to focus on getting their belongings and getting out. None of them even had a chance to look at their new home until the man in charge handed them their identification packets and bid them farewell. Each one turned at the same time, looking at the strapping young man standing in the door to what looked like a human video store of sorts. They then looked up at the building, then back to him, and then to each other. There was a long, awkward silence as they all tried to grasp the strangeness of the situation. The guy looked like he was a monster, like them, and the building looked nothing like a home for seven people. Not to mention, even though they'd dressed the part, trying to look as close to the human fashions and trends in these parts, t-shirts, jeans, short shorts, and skirts, they stood out quite sharply in the middle of the parking lot. Well fuck and a half! Mercy said, grievously perturbed. Is this supposed to be a joke or are these guys friggin retarded?! The silence was broken, and the girls started towards the door with a mix of groans, sighs, and giggles. Enille stopped in front of Lance with her hands behind her back. In her clothing she had quite the figure, petite yet shapely, with nice round breasts and big, glowing pink eyes. Well look at this scrumptious fella! My name is Enille! Saria and Lillica joined her in greeting the young man, the former pushing up close, while the latter kept a slight distance....albeit with what were definitively hungry eyes. He looks like a catch! What are those? Scales? Saria had little modesty in her Halter top-mini-skirt combo, and placed a hand on Lance's bicep. He's a half-blood. Dragon. Mercy said with a feint tone of frustration as she walked right by and into the shop. She stopped only briefly to give him a judging eye, before moving on with a snort of blue-ish steam. Iksa said nothing as she followed Mercy inside, only glancing at Lance's crotch and nodding once. Mika'Ra almost looked flush at the sight of him, and scurried in after the others, hiding her face behind her sketch pad and a large travel bag. THE FUCK DO WE PUT OUR STUFF IN THIS PLACE?! Mercy shouted from inside. Illica just shook her head and brushed past Lance. Don't worry about her sweetie. She's just cranky after the ride. Lillica, a pleasure to meet you. And I'm Saria! So why don't you show us inside? The fox girl couldn't hold in her excitement. The building wasn't what she expected, but the man was quite refreshing to look at. Her fluffy white tails were flicking about unconsciously as she tugged at his arm, pulling him towards the door.