I married a crab girl?!

You were collecting shells and shiny stones as you always did on those cold winter days by the beach, the sun was setting and the waves calmly lapped at the shore revealing the beautiful shells and stones that you collected for no real reason.

You had passed by one dune of sand when you heard it, the sound of pincers cracking and digging as well. For a second you thought there must have been a party cooking something over a fire. You weren't planning on interrupting so you took the long way through the sawgrass to avoid being seen and continue your walk.

You made it into the sawgrass easily and walked without a care for about half the way until curiosity got the best of you. You could hear the sound of what you thought was a fire crackling and the repeated footsteps of guests dancing but not an ounce of talk or voices, with as little noise as possible you sneaked to the edge of the grass and peered into now rapidly darkening shore.

Instead of the expected party you were met with the sight of a crab girl trailing through the shore with a strange look on her face. It was as if she was entirely concentrated in grasping the air in front of her while her intimidating pincers crackled, replicating the sound that you had thought to be a fire.

You stayed there for a while watching her until your legs fell asleep beneath you. When you tried to sneak away you instead managed to fall face first into the sand and completely leave yourself uncovered. The sound of the dancing completely died away and was replaced by her legs rapidly running toward you.

"Who’s there..." you would have expected more emotion but her voice was plain and her pincer hoisted you up by your shirt. You thought of pleading for your life, maybe she would forgive you for intruding, just when you opened your mouth she decided to speak up again "What were you doing there boy?” only thing covering her body was a light red fabric which draped over her human arms. She eyed you with suspicion and her tiny feelers began to poke at your shirt as if examining you.


You scowl at her but it has no effect on her emotionless face, the only change is the way her pincer slightly shakes at the sight of your bristled and scarred face. “Why do you care what I was doing?!” you snarl with hostility dripping from your voice. The shaking in her claw continues and you know you’ve got her just where you want her.

“I-I want to know why a human like yourself was interrupting my practice!” For the first time her face showed some emotion, anger to be exact. Her crab-like body began to spew some bubbles and her feelers prodded and poked you harder. You looked up at her and placed a hand on the pincer grabbing you.

“What are you doing human?!” you exerted enough force to break steel and her previously metallic grip loosened pathetically. Now you were the one grabbing her. “M e, you ask? I was doing something very simple.” Her eyes shine with terror and desire. “W-what was it!” her screams are punctuated by her arms extending themselves to grip your collar.

“You really want to know?” you give a cocky grin to your defeated opponent and her hands slide down your chiseled body “Please… I need to know!” It’s time, you relax your grip and place one of your hands on her shoulders, she looks up at you with tears in her eyes and you give her a kind smile. “I. was. Getting. SWOOOOOLEE!!!!!” you howl the last word to the night sky like a wolf and she gazes at you as if you were a magnificent work of art.

“S-sugoi Sempai!” she mutters under her breath before slowly standing up to meet you face to face. “But why?” she says it so desperately that you feel pity at her lack of understanding. “Why would someone like yourself need to get swole?!” her cries mix with the sound of waves crashing on the shore, her face looks at you worried.


“Me?” you place a finger on her chin and her face shows a flurry of emotions, happiness and lust as well as suspicion and betrayal. “I’m getting fit so that I can become a paladin!” you punch the air to put emphasis on the last word and then you point toward the sky “I’m going to protect the weak, the strong, the willing, I’m going to protect everyone!” She scuttles up to you with her hands held together and a look of hope on her face.

“Even the monsters?!” she extends her human hand toward you but stops halfway through as if afraid of touching your brilliant visage. You smile and grab her hand in yours, each finger interlocking the next. “To call you a monster would be an offense to your beauty!” she stifles a gasp of pure emotional ecstasy and the air fills with demonically charged bubbles. “Anon… that’s so beautiful!” she weeps at your romantic prowess and abilities, you hold her frail human body to yours.

“Now I must know. Why were you dancing all alone on this beautiful night?” you look at her face and she turns a light red. She doesn’t meet your gaze but instead her pincers clack together awkwardly “I was… I was…” you grab her hand and she looks at you shocked. “It’s okay, you can tell me anything.” She seems to hold back a tear. “I was practicing for a very special moment in my life.” She turns away and walks a few steps before turning back to face you.

“I was practicing my mating dance, the only person allowed to see it is the man I will marry.” She looks away, too embarrassed by her confession to even think of looking at you. You also feel embarrassed realizing what you had just intruded. “Oh, I’m sorry for interrupting you then. I’ll be on my way. Maybe we can talk again another day?” you turn to walk away but before you make it a step her pincer grabs your hand delicately.

“I-I wouldn’t mind if you see it… To judge of course!” her face is a bright red and her eyes show fear of rejection.


“Yeah I guess I have some time.” You try to make yourself sound aloof and disinterested; girls were into that sort of thing right? She nodded timidly and grabbed your hand before leading you back to the center of the quiet beach, the wind was cold and it blew viciously but you were kept warm by the soft sand that trickled beneath your feet.

“O-Okay, so what I do first is this.” She showed you how she moved her pincers forward in a snapping motion before turning back to you. “And then I… I… I move my left legs in a circular motion” she replicated the aforementioned move. “afterward I move my human body in a sweeping motion.” She leaned forward which gave you a great view of her young budding breast. The moment she realized you could see it she jumped back with an angry look.

“P-Pervert! That was an accident, not a chance for you to peek!” Inwardly she was actually happy that you had seen her breasts and she liked it even more that you seemed to like them, but she had no idea how to show them to you naturally. “Anyway let’s continue!” she grabbed your hand and followed the sequence from before, all the while trying to show off as much as possible with each movement.

Hours passed by and she took every opportunity that she was presented in order to show off her body to you, whether it was something as simple as a bit of skin or “accidentally” letting her shirt fall down. She would always scold you for it as well before giving a grin and telling you that she had more to show you. “I-I guess I should thank you…” she stood shyly before you with her hands closed together. “I wasn’t sure if my dance was any good by seeing your reaction now I know my dance is good!”

She looked at you very seriously for a second. “D-Do you think my dance is good anon?!” if you had looked closer you would see the spirals in her eyes and the maddening blush on her face as she asked you.


“Honestly, I didn’t like it at all.” Her expression turns to dread and you can see her hold back a tear, the silence between the two of you grows before you continue “I loved it, every second of it.” For a second her face looks broken between some expression of complete happiness and rage. She slowly walks closer to you with her head down and her eyes glinting like steel.

“you…. IDIOT!” she uses her pincers to snip off your shirt in one elegant crack and her second pincer throws you down on the warm sand. She gulps down and uses her crab like body to crush you under her. “DON’T PLAY WITH A GIRL’S HEART IDIOT!!!” she uses her feminine human hands to smack you repeatedly, they don’t hurt but she is relentless. By the time she has stopped she has turned completely red from the effort and is breathing heavily.

“I-Idiot…” her tiny fists rest against your chest as she slowly circles around your body with her hands. “hey, what did you say before about playing with your heart?” you smiled and she instantly looked at you defiantly. “I-I didn’t say anything!” she exerted more weight over your body which knocked the breath out of you. Her hands rested on your chest as she regained her breath. The silence grew and soon you couldn’t hear anything except for the quiet lapping of the waves, that and her heartbeat which pulsated wildly.

“but… I guess you do deserve a reward for helping me out.” She stood and you thought that your reward was going to be a hug or something, instead she ripped off your pants with a quick snip and sat down on your legs. “Relax for me or it’ll hurt.”

The union between her human body and crab body met just at your crotch and her  crab-like mouth began making a strange sound. Soon you could make out the texture of something warm and soft. “do you like it?  They’re my bubbles, they say it’s the cleanest thing on earth.” Her voice was different, breathy but also sultry as she slowly slicked your hardening member using her bubbles.

It was all perfectly fine and enjoyable until she suddenly stood up. “You’re ready.” She extended her claw and placed it around your erection. “don’t move.”


“D-Didn’t you say that this was something that only was meant for your husband, the person you really love!” you try to get her to stop but she just smirks at your statement. “I told you anon, I told you that only my husband could see that dance. Don’t feel bad, you never really had a choice from the moment I caught you peeking in the grass.” She chuckles and slowly uses her claws to stimulate your erection.

You were expecting a world of pain but it never comes, instead the  bumps on her claws slowly move forward and back on your stiff member. The with each passing thrust of her claw you’re brought to higher and higher pleasure. You don’t hold back and soon you’re brought to orgasm over her body. The Thick liquid spreads itself on her and she instantly gasps in pleasure.

“This is… This is anon’s essence, it’s all over me!” she cries while using her human hand to spread it like lotion into her skin. Her eyes are unfocused and the grip on your member weakens. She lowers herself to you. “But you did say you liked it anon, you can’t lie that you enjoyed it right?!”

She pushes you down before you even get the chance to get up and begins rubbing her crotch on you. “I just need to clean you… Yes!” she grits her teeth at the feeling of your erection rubbing against her and the sensation of her crab-like mouth greedily sucking on it nearly bring you to orgasm again.

You twitch and she seems to perk up at the feeling. “Anon it’s alright if you cum, I don’t mind if it’s inside of me!” her smile is crazed as she lowers her face to yours. The two of you are separated by only a few inches of air and you can smell her breath. The smell of seawater is strong and it makes you dizzy.

“I don’t want my husband to be unhappy. Just kiss me and enjoy my love.” The space between your lips closes ever so slightly as she breaths harder, her warmth and her scent, her soft lips that seem to call for you. “Please…” Her breath and her plea are one and the same.

She slowly moves forward with her lips ready and willing, you almost give in, but deep down you can’t help but feel that it isn’t meant to be this way. You turn your head and for the next few agonizing seconds the sensation of her warm breath against your ear moving closer tortures you.

After a bit of time passes she stops breathing on you, instead you feel her soft lips against your cheek plant a single kiss before she separates and presses her head against your temple. “Why?” she utters it so sadly that you want to talk to her, you don’t but the temptation is there. “Why won’t you just say yes anon?!” her hands dig into your shoulders and you can feel her body press itself against you even harder than before.

“I would do anything for you! What do you want?!” she puts her arms around your neck with her face still whispering straight to your ear, her soft hair slowly brushes your cheek and her tears are cold against your skin. “WHY!?” she sobs loudly as she rubs her face even deeper into your cheek. “I just want us to feel good together is that so bad?”  She wails loudly before letting go of you entirely.

“What did I do wrong?” she is pacing in front of you with her nail in her mouth as she bites frantically. Her eyes are slits and her heartbeat races wildly. “Why won’t my husband love me?!” Her claws pound the sand repeatedly before she continues crying.  You try to stand up but her intense rubbing and cuddling has left your legs completely devoid of blood and your attempt at standing is responded with limp useless kicking. Just then she seems to regain her sense as she stops sobbing and stands up and Makes her way toward you with a strange look in her eye.

“What will make you happy Anon?” she bends before you and presents herself to you like a prize horse or a trophy. “I only want you to be happy, I swear I do!” her voice begins to crack as she continues speaking and her hands shake violently. “Please… Please tell me what you want!”


“You can’t expect me to just love you if we just met.” You slowly regain your ability to move your legs and sit crisscross in front of her. She looks at you as if you had just said something that has never occurred to her in a million years. She wipes away a trail of tears and snot and looks at you puffy-eyed “I-I can’t?” she says it completely serious with a frown.

You begin to feel more confident, even if she was a giant crab demi-human maybe there was a chance that she could be reasoned with, maybe you could even get her to see it your way. “I know you’re a great person, and there’s no doubt that you really love me-” “I really do!” she interrupts you by raising her hand and screaming it with a determined look on her face. You nod and she nods back.

“As I was saying, when two people like each other they do things together to see if they can really like like each other, understand?” she nods her head furiously before raising her hand and piping in “but since I already love you that means we can do those things anyway and be married right!?” she grins as if she had you cornered logically. You sigh and try to explain it once more.

“People marry each other after knowing that they really love each other, since we just met you can’t be certain that you actually love me, right?” she shakes her head and raises her finger to your face “I know that I love you because you’re my husband, don’t doubt it for a second!” she presses her finger to your forehead and scowls.

“Okay and that’s good that you know, but I’m not sure if I love you, so you see that there is a little problem right?” she seems genuinely puzzled by this, with her hand on her chin she looks down and begins drawing on the sand. After a while of her drawing she looks back up at you as if she realized something important.

“So… Anon needs to love me as well before he can want to marry me?” you smile and pat her head which she responds to with a happy giggle. Afterwards she stands up and looks at you angrily. “How long do you need to love me?!” she puts her arm on your shoulder and grips it tight.

“I-I don’t know there can be a lot of fact-” “That’s too long!!” she interrupts you again by screaming in your face and shaking your shoulder. “Anon shouldn't be so indecisive! Tell me how long so I can get the marriage ready!” she frowns even more and her eyes look at you suspiciously.

“H-How about we go on a date first and see how it goes?” you stand up and dust yourself off even with her hand still on you holding you in place. She seems confused once again and you can see a circuit frying in her brain. “B-but a date is a fruit? How do you measure love with fruits!?”
You sigh and begin the long process of explaining a date to her, by the end she seems angrier than you had seen her so far. “Humans are terrible! Are you making this up to escape me?! I won’t forgive you Anon.” she raises her pincer to you and shakes it menacingly at you.

It takes the rest of the night to convince her that you’re not lying and that a date is an occasion where lovers get together, it was only when you used the word “lovers” that she seemed to relent. Now the sun was rising slowly over the horizon and the pale ocean was roaring loudly as high tide came on.

“So where are we going on our date?” she interlocked your fingers with hers and pressed the tip of her nose to yours and smiles mischievously. “What do humans do for dates?” she breathed heavily and planted a quick peck on your lips.

“Why don’t we get something to eat first?” you lowered her hand and slowly she reciprocated, allowing you to guide her away from the shoreline and toward the small seaside shops that were opening up right now.

The walk was long and she made sure to press herself right up against you, her breath was always on your shoulder and that intoxicating smell of seawater made you dizzy. Everything about her was erotic and completely full of sex now that you thought about it. Her lithe and feminine hands, her supple budding breasts that stood perky, her coarse and curly red hair that swayed with the wind even her eyes, or rather especially her eyes that looked at you with an otherworldly hunger and desire.

You were only brought out of your observation by her voice “Anon, where are you taking me? We’ve been walking forever!” You chuckled considering that she was the one with 8 legs to spare and you hadn’t even gotten to sleep. Eventually the two of you cross over the dune and onto the beach space where the wooden stands are set up. Harpies enjoyed the remains of fish and monstergirls and humans alike were eating just about every variety of seafood.

The stands were all different, some were elegant with painted roofs and rudimentary seats meant for costumers and some even had wooden floors and music. Other stands were the very opposite, thatched roofs that seemed about to collapse and palm trees being used as supports. A few were just fires with a fish rolling in it while the vendors cut it into pieces.

“Step right up for a nice fresh batch of Shrimp kebabs!”  You heard from the side, the voice that called to you was feminine yet rough and the smoke rising from the fire covered the vendor’s face.

“Fried Fi-fish for che-cheap! Please…” another voice called out directly opposite. It was childish and you could feel the worry in it. When you turned you saw a small girl manning a stand by herself in front of a large pot of boiling oil.

You begin to walk toward the kebab stand but your girlfriend latches you to the sand and shakes her head quickly “Not that way, kebab is enemy of Crabia.” You didn’t really have a rebuttal anyway, she lead you to the stand where the small girl stood with the boiling pots of oil and fish that smelled of spices and salt.

“Go-Good day sir!” The small girl smiled nervously before going to take two of the steaming hot plates of fishes from the oil. “wo-would you like that with fried plantain or French fries?” What kind of stupid question was that, you were an American. “Fre-“ “Algae please!” the cheery voice of the crab girl spoke up and the tiny girl seemed to jump in place nervously “O-Of course! P-please wait a second!”

The little girl exited the stand and walked away. You were about to tell her to ignore that order but the cancer girl held you back while pouting. The minutes ticked by while you waited for the girl to return and finally she did. Soaking wet and covered in green leafy algae. “He-here’s your order sirs!” she serves your plate of fish and hands the crab girl a large bag of algae which she takes happily. “Thank you!” she screams before picking you up in one claw and leading you to a wooden table that seems to be in shambles.

The two of you sit down and get to eating. Apparently she had nothing to say as she dug directly into eating the algae like popcorn and ignored you completely. You tried to find something to say but quickly retired to munching on your fried fish. It was surprisingly good, juicy and crunchy.
When you’re halfway through your breakfast the crab girl suddenly looks up at you with a sour expression and raises her deadly pincer to your face. “Alright I held up my part of the bargain! Do you love me now?!” she smiled and her eyes glinted in expectation while her pincer snapped open and close repeatedly inches from your pants.

“Yes, I love you.” You had said it in part out of fear but it was also the honest truth. Regardless of how violent she seemed to get or how annoyed she seemed she always kept you in mind and she never forced anything on you, if it had been an ushi-oni you’d be tied up to her cave wall right now being milked. Your soon-to-be wife smiled as if she had won the lottery and her eyes went wide like saucer plates. Her human hands darted forward and grasped yours close.

“I’m… I’m so happy.” Her face softened and you saw a small tear forming in the corner of her eye, you moved forward and wiped it away which elicited a giggle from her. She placed her hands on your face and slowly moved forward to kiss you.

Her lips awaited yours halfway through, their soft flesh shining in the morning red sun and her breath smells of saltwater and the ocean. You immediately move forward with your own desire to feel her kiss burning inside of you.

Without any doubt she latches her lips to your and begins to greedily make out with you. Her hands attack themselves like suckers to your body in such a way that you can’t move and her pincers grab your hands. At first  you’re surprised by her sudden passion but you relent and she continues kissing you. Her tongue twists and turns inside your mouth as it explores every crevice.

“Anon’s mouth, it’s so good.” She mutters this while still kissing you and her body pressed against yours. Even through the red fabric you can feel her budding breast pressing against your chest and her perky nipples rubbing lightly against you. The way she moves makes it clear she’s looking to stimulate herself as she rubs her hips on yours and her crab-like mouth seeks your member.

“Do you want to go back to my house?” she separates from you just to say, her breath is shallow and her cheeks are flushed, and just after finishing she reattaches her lips to yours.

“Of course.” You barely manage to whisper the answer before she continues her attack with renewed vigor, you knew you had to stop her or else you’d be having sex in front of the little girl. Oh fuck the little girl.

“We need to pay.” You use your hands to push her away and she whines pathetically before slowly standing up. “O-Okay, but you’ll pay for interrupting my fun!” she shook her claw menacingly and followed you back to the stand where the little girl stood with a shocked expression and a reddened face from witnessing what amounts to first base.

You flash an apologetic smile and try to lighten up the atmosphere “Sorry for that, the fish was really great, so thanks.” You take out your wallet and fish out a few bills that hadn’t been shredded to pieces in crab-girl’s previous snipping. The girl looked at you confusedly while you did so. “So how much is it?” you handed her the money but she just stared at it confused.

“What’s this for?” she shoved back the money into your hand and nearly pushed you back. You regained your step and tried to reason with her. “it’s for the fish that we ate. You know?” she shook her head as if you had offended her before pouting. “We don’t accept that currency here!” she pointed at you accusingly.

“Ok then what do you accept?” She grinned at you like a maniac before licking her lips taking out two sai knives from under the table. “Your spirit energy of course!”  She cackled madly before putting one against your throat and placing her face dangerously close. “What do you say?”

Your girlfriend hadn't noticed yet as she was currently observing a hermit crab slowly crawling across the surface of the beach as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.


You realize that the sai doesn't even have an edge; it’s just a blunt weapon. Immediately it comes to you that this is just some game to her and you decide to overpower her. “Little girls shouldn’t be playing with knives!” you grip the sai expecting her to scream and drop it but she holds it firm in her hands while grinning maniacally at you.

You tighten your grip and pull, to your delight you hear a satisfying pop which you suppose to be her dropping the knife. She remains with an amused expression while you grip the sai in your hand; you look down and realize that her hand is still attached to the knife and now her empty socket is gripping the air.

An Invisible force pulls the sai and the hand back, in your surprise you let it go immediately and it flies back to her, floating just before her arm while the floating hand twirls the sai like a toy. She scoffs and looks at you “How pleased you are to steal my profits Anon!” She gets on top of the stand revealing her shiny body.

At once it comes to your attention that she isn’t human, her joints shine unnaturally and what’s more they rotate, she sees your confusion and smiles. “Feasting on the insides of my fish?!” she jumps from the stand and in front of you, while doing so all her sockets separate and float apart. They seem to be held together by an arc of electricity that floats from one to the other. She lands on the ground and her joints snap together once more.

“How easily you ignore the loss of food when it suits your convenience!” she paces toward you and in your attempt to walk back accidentally slip and fall to your knees. “Neglect is a cruel parent, but an effective teacher. It’s final lesson is carved deep in my psyche!” she holds out her sais toward you while still smiling.

“This world and all its monstergirls are diseased! Free will is a myth; the demon-lord is a joke” She walks right up to you and places one sai on your neck “Lust, the DNA of the soul, expose someone to lust long enough, and they will learn to fuck.” You spit in her face. “How about full of shit, is that lust too?

She laughs and licks up your spit with her tongues “You can’t fight nature anon!” She tightens her grip on the sai placed to your neck “Wind blows, rain falls, and the monstergirls prey upon the humans!”  Finally she places her other sai in your pants and begins the motion to tear it off. “Anything else to say?” you feel the force of her sai slowly tear its way into your pants.

Time seems to slow down for you and you look all around you, the beach is scattered with various debris and used up tools. To your left just barely within your grasp a wooden post with a burnt end giving it a sharpness. To your right a metal pipe sticks out of the ground with a rust handle.


She suddenly stops at the feeling of your rock hard erection, you hadn’t even noticed it. “Fufufu, no need to be ashamed, it’s only nature running it’s course!” she grabs it with one hand while the tip of her sai traces its outline and you feel pleasure running through it. She giggles again. “You have no choices to make, nothing to answer for, you can cum with a clear conscience!” she releases the sai on your neck and puts both of them at the tip. Meanwhile your hand stretches out for the metal pipe just inches away from your grasp.

“It’s time…” you whisper it below your breath and this seems to pique her interest as she stops her stimulation and looks at you. You look back at her just as you grasp the handle of the bar in your hand. “TO LET’ER RIP!” With one motion you swing toward her head and you are assured a knock out.

She smiles and as if by magic her neck detaches, her head floats freely in place while the metal bar flies through the air hitting nothing. She seems to disappear entirely in a wave of electricity before reappearing in front of you with her Sais ready for combat. “You’ve lost your head!” she screams while gripping her Sais.

“And now I’m going to take yours.” You hold out the metal pipe in her direction, she smiles evilly. “I’ve misjudged you, you are like me after all!” You scoff back at her and swing at the air. “Now you’re just being nasty!” You run forward with the pipe held like a katana and slash at her. The pipe runs through her as she detaches her torso into pieces and reattaches them just after you pass.
“Too slow!” she grins and throws a grenade at your feet. All around you the smoke prevents you from seeing but you can make out the sound of her giggling as she runs around. Something changes. You can feel someone coming froming the left running fast, and also from your right. “Two people?” you think to yourself as the attack comes closer. The glint of her sai is visible in the smoke.

You decide to jump forward and it seems to be the correct response, immediately after you move out of the way you hear the sound of the two sais clang as they meet in mid-air after flying at high speed. You roll forward and jump out of the smoke hoping to find the girl. Instead you’re met with a speedy kick to your chest from her disembodied legs that quickly throw you to the ground.

“I have won this!” you hear her voice while her legs slowly caress your testicles underneath their grip. She walks forward out of the smoke and closer to you while still floating in midair. She places her hands on your penis and slowly caresses it while her feet keep you down.

After a minute of useless struggling and her constant attempts to get you hard she looks at you with an angered expression. “why won’t you get hard already?!” she screams and pouts while her sais float around you pointed inwards. “I… I turned off my Pleasure inhibitors!” Just then comes the opportunity you were looking for. The first droplet of rain falls on her shoulder causing her to look away. With all your effort you free your pipe-wielding hand and smash her arm which causes her to cry in pain but weaken her grip.

You Jump forward with explosive strength and manage to escape her feet which collapse into a pile of joints. She seems disoriented at your escape but quickly regains her sense and begins reuniting her body.

“Impressive Anon!” she screams while her body floats around her in a cloud of joints and screws. Each piece comes flying at you but you somehow manage to hold them back using your pipe, with each attack you adjust to block her rapidly accelerating body parts. And soon she’s just a floating head.

She rushes forward with her head flying and a sai held in her mouth. To your surprise you stay calm and relax. You stand beneath the warm and soothing rain, the droplets are falling gently down on the terrain. Her body seems to spin like a tornado and rushes right after her body. Both of them on a collision course with you.

You raise your sword and times slows down to a fraction of it’s speed, you can feel her coming toward you and accurately estimate where each of her pieces while aim for you, with all your strength you aim for where you believe her head will be.

“You’re dead!” her voice rings out slowly and you can only find one suitable answer as your pipe meets with her face “Bull’s-eye!” you feel the satisfying crunch of her head smack into the pipe and her scream as she spits up oil. Even then time remains frozen and you take the opportunity to slash as much as you can.

You find your pipe crushing her joints as if they were butter, she can’t evade with her confused state and soon her arms and legs are reduced to scrap. “Out here only the strong survive!” You scream this while you pull back your pipe and then lunge forward, it pierces her porcelain body and time resumes flowing normally, the rain still pouring down on you like a flood of pain. When you look back up the only thing on your pipe is her body speared on it, all around you the shards o porcelain flow away like all the stains of time.

“Don’t be ashamed, it’s only nature running it’s course!” you swipe your blade and her body comes crashing down, only further splintering into more bits and pieces. Her head looks at you with a devastated expression and her lips quiver slowly. “please… listen!” the light in her eyes slowly fades.

“You’ve got until you’re dead, which should be in about a minute.” You snarl at her head which shakes as oil drips out and electricity arcs wildly. “Kill… Or be killed!” she struggles to speak but does so anyway. “Your lust ends here!” you reply with a stomp on the sand. Her head seems to shake even more but continues “No… I passed it on… To you!” Her voice is strained.

Her eyes seem to widen in determination to keep speaking. “Sure as the sun… will rise! The fucking… will continue…” her breath comes in shallow gasps and the electricity seems to die down from her severed head. You scoff but she hasn’t finished yet. “Now… I return to the earth...” the light in her eyes dies but her mouth continues speaking mechanically.

“Wind blows, rain falls… The m-monstergirls… pr-prey…. O-on the humans… All is, as it should… b-b-e-e-e...” Her last word is broken into various syllables as if she were speaking with bad reception. The sound of oil spilling ends and the electric currents disappear completely; you’re left looking at her dead eyes before you stomp it into fine dust which sifts into the sand.

“Anon look what I found!” the voice sounds from behind and it nearly sends you swinging your pipe before you remember what the original purpose of this cyoa was. The scuttling of various legs make you turn around and your wife is standing there with a large shell in her hands.

“whoa it’s big!” you smile at her and she blushes slightly before thrusting it into your hands, the shell is surprisingly heavy and you nearly drop it. “Where did you find this?” you hold the shell in one hand trying to judge it’s weight, from the way it feels it must be at least 10 kg.

“Anyway let’s go, did you pay the cute girl already?” you nod with a knowing smile but she doesn’t question you. With a single movement she wraps her arms around you and places her head on your shoulder “do you want to go to my place, or yours?” you can feel her warm breath and she playfully nibbles your ear.
What do?

“If we’re going to be living together it’s probably best we go to your place first. After my entire apartment doesn’t have enough space to accommodate  all of you.” You place a hand on her shoulder and she gives you a quick peck on the cheek before grabbing your hand in hers. “Okay then, let’s go to my house!” she begins leading you by the hand away from  the stands which have now been abandoned by most people considering the rain.

The two of you walk for a long while, past a wide variety of dunes and beaches. You even managed to reach the point where you had original met her yesterday. During the entire walk she hangs onto you and makes sure to nuzzle her face on your cheek every few minutes, almost as if to remind you that you are hers. She would take your hands and place them on her body as well and never bother to give you an explanation, in the end you chocked it up to being some crab tradition or something else.

The two of you reached her house by midday and the red sun was hanging over paradise. You had thought it was a small hovel built of glued sand and sticks but that quickly proved wrong when she opened the door revealing a set of stairs leading downward into the depths of her true home.

“Wow, how large is it?” you try to keep your footing outside the house but she seems adamant on dragging you inside. She stops for a second and seems to ponder your question before lifting her hand “About a kilometer maybe!” she redoubled her efforts to drag you inside with both hands and succeeded in making you lose balance, the two of you tumbled inside and landed on the highest steps entangled in each other’s arms.

“A-Anon, I don’t mean to sound bossy, but do you have to bring that metal pipe inside? It kind of annoys me.” She fidgets with her hands all the while still holding you in a cradle using her large and formidable pincers.
What do
“This pipe is a tool of justice, a tool which I use to protect the weak from others who would abuse them!” you jump from her claws and land next to her with your pipe in hand. She seems interested “I just can’t believe that even in my future home with my wife, a stranger I remain!” you grip the pipe with two hands and hold it over your head. And launch it away. “It has to be this way.” She whispers in your ear before leading you upward.

The remainder of the walk upward she holds your hand and impatiently waits for you as you try to trudge up a set of stairs obviously meant for a large crustacean and not a human. Within a few minutes of beginning your ascent she grabs your collar with her large pincer and places you on the cool hardened chitin of her back. “T-This is only for now so don’t think you can just ride me like a centaur!” without any time to waste she scuttled up the remaining stairs.

You almost fell various times during her rush and by the time she was at the top you were hanging on by her breasts, not that she seemed to mind. Instead her breath was shallow and her face was flushed as she slowly scuttled the rest of the distance with you still on her back. “t-that was a good ride.” She smiled at you and clicked her pincers happily before leading you to a door in the back of the hallway.

“This is where we’ll be having fun.” She slid the door open revealing the thing you had least expected to see. In front of you a large bed was laid out with a clean sheets and a small chandelier that hung from the ceiling, which was fine if not for the large piles of eggs that she had laid and placed on top. “I-I hope you don’t mind if we just rush into it.” She pushed you in with her claw and shut the door behind her.

“We’ve barely had time together, don’t you think it would be better to get to know each other for a while before thinking of children?” You walk toward her and place your hand on her shoulder. Her face turns sour and she slaps away your hand with her claw. “We’re not married until we have children! You promised you would marry me!” With her incredible agility she uses her second pincer to grasp your hip and pull you close to her.

“You’re not having second thought are you anon?!” You can see she’s clenching her teeth as she raises you up in her grasp and pulls you close to her face. Even in this terrifying moment where she could sever you in half you can’t help but admire her angelic face.

“You don’t understand what I want!” in one fluid movement she’s thrown you onto the bed and  humps you while her pincers slowly carve away at your shirt, within a few seconds you’re left shirtless while her human arms grip you with surprising strength to the bed. “You just need to relax Anon, once you cum on my eggs you’ll see how wondrous it is to be a father.” She presses her sweating body against yours and holds your face with her hands before giving you a deep kiss. “Don’t you want this?” She forces you to turn toward the eggs that are now right beside you.

“We can still have more dates, we can still love each other. Just now we’ll have a million little daughters to take care of as well. Don’t you want that?” Her rutting against you intensifies and at some point your pants are torn to shreds. “Just relax Anon, I’ll do everything for you.” Her crab-like mouth engulfs your member which goes hard instantly, the feeling of it drives her to blush and press herself even harder against your body while her pincer snap excitedly.

“I’m almost tempted to have you cum inside of me, but there’s something I need more than that!” You begin to twitch as she breathes heavily, her tongue slightly exposed as she tries to rise off of you. “Just cum on my eggs and we’ll be parents, please?” You can feel her muscles indecisive, she wants you to cum in her just as much as she wants you to cum on her eggs.

You thrust forward one last time into her and she responds by collapsing on you, her muscles cease to work and instead she twitches pathetically while you also cum, Your hips move on their own and with each thrust you feel a wave of pleasure overcome you as well as the familiar sensation of your cum filling her to the brim. She moans while her own body tries to push against you in time with your thrusts and her arms tightly wrap themselves around your neck. Her breasts pushed against your face and her perky nipples begging for you to lick them.

“AAAAANON!!!!” she screams your name in a rather funny tone while kissing your hair and smelling it, slowly she stops thrusting back at you and she relaxes, her body still twitching semi-regularly. “T-That was good.” She eventually lets go of you and looks you in the eyes, she’s blushing heavily and her face is covered in sweat from your passionate lovemaking. “I-I’m so lucky to have you Anon.” she moves forward and rewards your effort with a quick kiss on the lips.

Her face suddenly clouds up as if she was forgetting something, she looks back at you suspiciously before suddenly gasping and turning to her eggs. “We were supposed to fertilize them!” she pouts and her tiny feminine hands pound against your chest weakly. “You distracted me with pleasure Anon! No fair!” She is trying to seem angry but you can tell she’s actually quite happy by the red blush on her face and the slight twitching of her hips everytime you move.

She sighs and passes her fingers through your hair before looking at you with a scowl. “I guess I’ll forgive your deception this one time, but don’t think that I’ll forget about this! I’m going to make you a dad and you’re going to like it!” Her words are contradictory to her actions as she gives you a warm hug and places her lips to your ears. “let’s enjoy ourselves a bit more meanwhile” you feel her hot breath and a slight giggle before she starts rutting once more against you.

You awoke to the feeling of a light pinch on your pinky. At first you thought it might be your wife playing in her sleep. You turn to face her only to find her wrapping her arms around a large daki of you that you had bought to prevent her from snipping you in half while asleep. She giggled while slowly prodding it with her feelers “I love you anon.” she whispered. At first you weren’t sure if it was worth it but then again it was a lot better than being cut in half by her pincers.

“Daddy…” the tiny voice sounded out and you turned back to see your daughter trying to crush your finger in between her undeveloped claws. It felt more like a tight squeeze at her age. You smiled at her and she lifted her human hands at you “Upsies…” she looked at you with an unemotional stare but you knew that she loved it when you hugged her. With both of your arms you lifted her human and crab body up into your bed and gave her a warm hug. Her pincers began snapping happily at the warmth of your arms around her and you had to remind her not to do that since she would wake up your wife.

“Is anything wrong?” you stroked her hair while she grabbed your other hand with her two tiny human hands. She shook her head and looked back at you. “Can’t sleep, wanted to be with daddy…” you yawned as you looked back at the clock in your bedside only to realize that it was already 7:30.

 You nearly screamed but instead grabbed your daughter and princess carried her to the living room. The moment the door creaked open the sound of a hundred cancer girls of varying age cried out “DADDY!!!”  In front of you were a variety of girls, ranging from toddlers to early teens. Your wife hadn’t been kidding when she said she was going to make you like it.

You walked through the halls making sure to hug and kiss every one of your daughters as well as helping them adjust their uniforms before serving them cereal and enjoying a quick breakfast with your daughters. “Am I daddy’s favorite?!” one of your younger daughters cried out from the side with her claws stretched out toward you. You gave her a kiss on her cheek “I already told you that I love all of you equally and that I will always be here if you need anything.” She pouted and the general atmosphere in the room became tense. Your daughters were known for being jealous when it came to your affection.

“Dad help me with this homework please?” One of your older daughters grabbed your hand with her claw and tried to drag you toward her chair where she had math homework sprawled in a messy pile.

“Why don’t you ask your onee-chan for help? She is good at math after all.” You quickly moved away and made space so that one of your first daughters, who was a young woman by now, moved in and began working out the problems. “Don’t worry dad, I’ll help her!” she winked at you and you thanked her before leading the filed troupe of juvenile crab-girls toward the bus where they would go to school.

All of them moved into a single file as the bus approached and you stood at the front like a ticketmaster waiting to stamp their entries. The first one tugged your shirt as the bus door opened and looked up at you with shining eyes. “Love you daddy!” she puckered her lips and gave you a kiss on your cheek before boarding. This happened dozens of times as each of the girls insisted on hugging you or kissing you and a few even tried to grapple you with their claws. You were too strong for them to hold on before you chastised them and sent them on the bus.

By the time you were done the sun was bright and you climbed back up the stairs exhausted into the empty hall. Your wife shined when she saw you and scuttled quickly before lifting you in her claws and covering you in kisses “How are the girls?” she pressed you close to her body and nuzzled you like a pillow. “They’re fine… I think.” You let yourself be carried off to bed where she rested beside you happily the cool feeling of her arms around you drifting you off to sleep as well as the warmth of her breath on your cheek, it still smelled of saltwater and the ocean even after all these years.

End