Thread: Monster Island (Hapto x 49_place_holder) [gender-transformation, monster-girl, story]

RE Monster Island Hapto x 49placeholder gender-transformation monster-girl story 'What's that smell? Smells clean, clean air? That's silly. This city always reeks of...' Emen opened one of his eyes lying on his stomach. The first thing he was was a clear blue sky, clashing with rolling hills that spanned for quite a few miles it seemed. Tall grass swayed with a gentle breeze, towered by the occasional picturesque tree. This was peaceful. This was wrong . The scene made both of his eyes shoot open, this unknown but idyllic environment was not the place he remembered being in. Emen picked himself up and started scanning in all directions. The hills ended where he stood. Behind him was the bottom of a large mountain, dominating everything in sight with it's size. Directly behind where he picked himself up seemed to be a... door? It seemed like a simple stone door if Emen could trust his eyes. Rather well camouflage. If Emen did not wake up in this exact spot, he was sure he wouldn't have spotted it. As he looked up to see if the sun became bright, simple, and happy as well, Emen squinted at the intense glare it gave back to him, almost recoiling from the sight alone. The man just now felt the intense splitting headache pounding against his skull. That's, uh, I definitely have a hangover, or I got beat up. Or... That would make sense, except he didn't remember drinking, taking any pills, or injecting him with anything. All Emen remembered was falling asleep in his hole of an apartment. As a college student, he did not live in the most ideal conditions. So this a dream, right? It must be. He whispered to himself. It was nice change from oppressive reality, even though it would only last an hour. This would be okay if I didn't feel awful... least I can feel the wind all, over, my... Emen checked everywhere around him, but not himself. He didn't have any clothes, items or anything on his person. Emen was naked as the day he was born. OKAY! Definitely a dream! Guess I'll just, WAKE UP NOW! He shouted out. Nothing except the swaying of the weeds and trees from the breeze. I said, I'm SELF AWARE THIS IS A DREAM SO WAKE ME UP! Emen repeated, but still, nothing seemed to answer him. This was concerning for him. Panic was setting in, if this was real, there was no logical explanation, and he hated not having an explanation for him being marooned in the country, naked. A double check on his limp penis and ass almost told him something else. He looked and felt several years younger, as if he was eighteen. But that was wrong, he was twenty-three. Emen reached for his head, feeling his hair and pulling down a single one with a twinge of pain. Good, Hair's still short and back, but... this all doesn't make sense. Emen laughed. He laughed the same laugh someone might give off if they're crazy. That's okay. I can still wake up. We just need the proper stimulus. He eyed the nearby door. Perfect! Without hesitation, the human ran right into it, face first. He was sure that would wake him from his dream. The flaw of that was, this was no dream. His nose almost broke from the impact, and the impact left him dazed. This, this is no dream. Emen whispered to himself, coming to a realization. He needed help, directions. Emen's first thought was the cleverly camouflaged door. Hello! Hello! Is anyone in there! Emen began hitting the door in a more conventional manner. I need help! Directions! Hello! Please be peaceful dwelling mountain folk!