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>Be in Monster Girl City
>Sneak out of the house late at night with a bag of your things
>Out into the streets of the city
>Same old routine, like every night
>Dodge the catgirls’ alley
>Sneak past the dark elves by the courts
>And the cops
>The pigs are doing their daily patrol, as usual
>Finally make it to the alleyway
>THAT alleyway
>You could see her silhouette from the streets, but the moonlight helps to barely make out her figure
>It’s your old Apophis friend Sam, her torso rested on top of her coiled tail
>She didn’t wear that fancy cobra thing most Apophis do
>Doesn’t help her in escaping the police
>So she wears that cotton hoodie because she still wants “to FEEL like a cobra, dammit!”
>You approach her in the dark alley, still carrying that bag of goodies you brought from home
>“What’s up?” she greets you straight-faced as she uncoils her tail
“Didn’t keep you waiting, did I?”
>“No more than usual,” she replies
>She flicks her head up slightly, gesturing to the bag you’re carrying, looking at it with her bright, gold eyes
>“You got the goods?”
“You bet!”
>You drop the bag, opening it to reveal a set of spray paint cans
>A grin cracks across Sam’s violet lips
>“Let’s paint the town, Anon!”
>You and Sam venture through the streets of the city, your bag full of spray paint in hand
>Together, you two vandalize as many buildings in the district as you possibly can
>The stores, the bus stops, Rachnucci’s, that entryway to to the metro, everything
>On each target, you write such eloquent phrases as “Hoers pusy a shit” and “QUALITY < quantity”
>And Sam would tell you to flip the sign the other way
>You knew the spelling was lousy, but you were more concerned with spreading your mischief to as many places as possible
>Soon enough, Sam spots a cop cruiser in the distance
>You don’t even get to finish writing “Slug girls, get” before being tugged along by Sam
>As you look back, you see the cruiser follow you
>You two cut through a nearby alleyway to ditch them
>The car stops for a moment in front of the alley, then drives off, probably to circle around the building
>You and Sam make it into a park in your attempt to lose the cops
>The two of you attempt to split up to look for a hiding place, but your own options are limited
>There’s the trees, but you were never good at climbing trees as a kid
>There’s the lake, but fuck that shit
>You decide to head for the small playground
>As you start to look for a place to hide there, the cruiser pulls over on the side of the road in the distance
>Two cops get out of the cruiser
>It’s the succubutt and that cat
>They’ve been prowling around the streets at night a lot lately, and keep fucking us over
>But we always get away from them
>But this time might be a little different
>However, you feel a hand grab at your ankle, tripping you and pulling you into one of those large, concrete pipes that the kids crawl through
>For a moment, panic sets in as you think you’ve been pulled in by some rape-happy wolfgirl
>But you soon feel a pair of hands and a large tail wrap around you, and see it’s Sam
>Although she’s closer than you would expect
>And even closer than you’re comfortable with
>She has you wrapped up in her tail to keep the two of you still, but you’re smothered in her breasts
>Still, that has to wait
>For now, you have to be quiet
>And so the two of you lie inside that small concrete pipe, waiting for the cops to leave
>“Let’s look around here. Those damn brats aren’t getting away this time.”
>Of course it can’t be that easy
>You see the light from a flashlight wandering around the playground, lazily swaying in one area before darting to the next
>They’ve checked the swings, the slides, the sit-and-spin
>Soon you see a shoe with purple fur puffing out from it
>She’s flicking her flashlight back and forth around our area
>That damn cat
>That damn faggot cat
>“Hey, Sacha, look!” You hear from a distance
>“There’s someone over there!”
>“You think that’s him?” you hear from the cat only feet away from you and Sam
>The cop turns away and starts running off, away from you
>Sam sighs with relief before letting out a silent giggle fit
>“I think it’s time we went home, eh, Anon?” Sam suggests
>You simply nod to her in agreement
>“Hey,” she starts, looking at you with her gold eyes
>Come to think of it, you’ve never seen her eyes from this close before
>They looked stunning, really
>And her smell was just…
>“Wanna do this again tomorrow?” she asks
>You think for a minute, but soon decide on an answer
“Sure. Anytime.”
>After waiting a few more minutes for the cops to leave, you two go your separate ways
>And you sneak back into your home without waking up your parents


>The following night, you sneak out of the house again
>You bought even more spray paint to use this time
>You make your way back to that same alleyway you met Sam at last time
>But she’s not there
>You decide to wait for her to arrive in that alleyway by yourself
>To make sure other monster girls don’t find you and try to rape you, you hide behind the dumpster with a cardboard box covering your open side
>You wait there for about thirty minutes
>You start hearing weird shit from outside the alley
>Sounds like moaning
>A lot of moaning
>You take a quick moment to peek out of the alley
>At that moment you catch a glimpse of the moon, hanging lazily in the sky
>It’s a deep red color
>You didn’t know the moon could look like that
>Suddenly you realize something
>You heard something about this before
>That on some nights like this, monster girls get totally horned up
>Like, ALL KINDS of horned up
>The sounds you hear begin to make themselves apparent
>Everyone is in their homes, fucking like animals, moaning out of their windows
>It’s a goddamn night orgy out here
>You decide to book it before you get fucked by some wandering girls
>As you make a hard right out of the alley, you bump into someone
>You look up, to see an obsidian tail and purple skin
>And then there’re those eyes
>Those big, golden eyes
>Staring you down underneath the red moon
>Sam lets a mischievous smile escape from her mouth as she says
>“Hi, Anon. Glad you could come.”
>The apophis begins to slowly approach you
>But for every…uh…“slither” she takes, you take a step back
>“I forgot to mention to you, Anon,” she starts as she quickly tries to snatch your sleeve
>You, however, pull away from her, backing away ever still
>“Tonight was the night of the red moon. It’s when girls like me and…boys like you…well, pair up.”
>She chuckles a little at the use of the term, ‘pair up’
>She also tried to grab you with her tail as she spoke
>You simply backstep over it, still watching her every move
>“I’m so sorry I let it slip up,” she says
>Her tone suggests otherwise, but somehow you can tell she meant it
>Still…
>“I didn’t mean to lure you in like this, but I guess it can’t be helped.”
>“Here we are, you…and me…alone in this dark alley…fucking each other senseless,” she says, reaching out to grab you repeatedly as she says it
>She soon grabs your collar and pulls you in closer
>Her eyes look into yours with a sense of sheer excitement
>The bridge of her nose is flushed red under the moon
>“Wouldn’t that be…lovely?” she says, flicking her black forked tongue on the last word
>And so, there you were
>With your best friend glaring at you with full-blown lust in her eyes
>You could always tell she was at least a bombshell 9 out of her clothes
>But would she want you on any other night than this?
>After all, she was your friend, and…
>Oh man, the way she’s eyeing you has your dick hardening like a diamond
>Your body is telling you yes
>But your mind
>Your mind reminding you of the fierce pelvis-crushing soon to come tells you…
>NOPE
>With a swipe of your arms, you’re able to break away from her
>You quickly turn and make a break for it
>You always were fairly confident in your speed and stamina when it came to running from monster girls
>Your Jinko mother taught you well
>Still, that doesn’t seem quite enough to outrun Sam, as she is slowly but surely closing the gap between the two of you
>“Can’t run from me, Anon. For the rest of the night, you’re gonna be all mine.”
>Before she managed to catch you, you ducked into a nearby alley
>You immediately begin to regret your decision to make that left turn before you see something in the distance
>A ladder and staircase
>Holy shit, you can escape through the roof
>You sprint to the ladder, and quickly climb up to the top
>Before she can grab a hold of it as well, you pull it up so she can’t climb after you
>With that, you continue to sprint up the staircase
>As you look down, however, you see her stand to her full length and pull herself up onto the staircase
>Of course escaping is never easy
>Then again, she is your partner
>She is just as experienced in running as you are
>You pull yourself up onto the rooftop, hoping to make an escape
>There’s nothing up there
>There’s no doorway leading into the building you were on
>The building next to you was taller than the one you stood on
> There is no way you can climb up to that rooftop
>And jumping out to the street was obviously out of the question
>The only route left is the one you came from
>As you turn around, you see her already on you
>Her tail pushes you towards her from behind until she wraps you in her arms
>“Gotcha,” she says with a lascivious tone
>You look to your left and right as her tail coils around you, hoping to look for a way out
>But there is none
>You’ve lost this game of cat and mouse
>“Aw, don’t worry, Anon,” she starts, mocking a pout, “I’m going to make to make you feel good. All. O-V-E-R.”
>You were hoping to avoid this imminent session of what would most likely be dick-shattering sex
>But here you are, caught in her clutches
>So you might as well give her what you’ve got
“Well, we’ll see about that.”
>Like a little child unwrapping a gift on Christmas Day, Sam strips away your clothes before peeling off her own
>With the two of you wrapped within her coils together, her on top of you, you could smell her aroma wafting through the air
>Between her running after you, and the natural pheromones she’s giving off from her sheer arousal, the scent is almost intoxicating
>She cradles your jaw in her two soft purple hands before sending her black tongue into the depths of your mouth
>Her exploring the deepest parts of your mouth with her forked tongue is enough to get your little soldier standing at attention, your tip touching against her navel
>When she feels it, a dirty grin etches across her face as she withdraws her tongue
>She reaches a hand down to grab it, repositioning herself to line up her womanhood with your hard cock
>“Ready for some fun, Anon?”
>As she inserts your cock into her, she purses her lips to contain her otherwise loud moaning
>She certainly seems eager to enjoy herself as fast as possible, as she goes at it hard and fast
>She even goes so far as to use her tail to thrust your hips into her
>“Mmm. That feels so good.”
>She places her hands at your chest to prop herself up as she continues to ride you fiercely
>After a solid minute, you both reach your first climax
>She bucks her hips wildly into you as she sprays her love juice onto your belly, receiving your seed
>As you cum into her, she lets out a loud moan, letting her long tongue slip from her mouth
>Once you stop pumping cum into her, she begins to gyrate her hips, the inner walls of her pussy slowly rotating around your cock
>“Oh, you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you, Anon?” she says with a grin
>You’re a bit surprised she said it, too
>She was right, but you were curious how she knew
>“The way you’ve been eyeing me, lately…Those aren’t the eyes of Anon, my best friend.”
>Pulls her head closer to yours as she says in the low, lewd tone, “Those are the eyes of a man, Anon.”
>“Tonight, I’m going to make you a man, Anon. And you…you’re going to make me a woman.”
>Wait. What she just said…
>Does that mean she’s a…
>Before you can finish that thought, she rests her breasts and her stomach on your chest, still slowly riding your cock as she breathes down your neck
>“Tonight…I’m going to give you the fuck of your life,” she says, flicking her tongue out at you, the tip of her tongue touching your earlobe, which only roused you into action
“No.”
>You free your right arm from her tight embrace, clutching her ass and getting some leverage to roll over, allowing you to be on top of her
>You look at her now slightly confused face and say with a grin
“That’s my job.”
>You insert your cock back into her pussy, pumping into her with hard, forceful thrusts at a pace where she can enjoy each and every thrust you give her
>With each thrust, you notice her bountiful breasts ripple and bounce, her nipples rotating in mesmerizing circles
>You use your left hand to grab a hold of her breast, using your fingers to pinch and flick her nipple
>You can tell she enjoys it, as her moans become irregular with your thrusting into her as you begin to play with her perky nipples
>You soon decide to go up a notch and wrap your mouth around her right breast, licking circles around her nipple with your tongue
>You begin to suck on her right breast while kneading and caressing her left
>All the while using your right hand to give you enough leverage to pound her tight pussy into submission
>It certainly helped that she continued to move her tail to keep you thrusting into her
>After some time, you begin to feel your limit coming again
>And she can see it too
>She pulls your head from her breast, wincing beneath a grin from your penetrating thrusts
>“Look at me, Anon,” she says, “I wanna see you cum.”
>With her words spurring you on, you pour every last drop of cum you can muster into her womanhood
>You end up clenching your teeth so hard you nearly bite your tongue as you empty your balls into her
>Spent, you retire into her breasts, panting and sweating
>You don’t know how you plan on going on like this
>“All tired out?” the apophis asks with a pout
>“Let me fix that for you,” she whispers into your ear before--
>OW
>She bit you!
>She fucking bit you!
>And it feels kinda good
>Really good, actually
>Before you can do anything, however, Sam takes her rightful place on top once again
>“Feel better now?” she asks, giving a lewd grin as she caresses your chest
>“Good. Let’s pick up where we left off, shall we?”
>As Sam’s venom begins to course through your body, you start to become sensitive to every small bit of contact between your skin and hers
>Your hips and back wrapped between her smooth tail
>Your chest being played with by her soft finger
>Your belly mingling with hers
>But most of all, your cock
>Still buried in her pussy
>The more you feel it, the more it begins to harden, until you can feel her tight walls wrap around your rod once again
>As she takes it all in, she winces a little before pursing her lips
>“Yeah. That’s the spirit, Anon. I’m not done with you yet.”
>The apophis continues to ride your cock aggressively, slamming her hips into you, just begging you to pour more of your semen into her already full cunt
>Urged to oblige her, you continued to thrust your hips as best as you could, ever motivated my her moaning, longing for you to fill her up
>She soon pulls your head up, smothering you in between her abundant breasts as she wraps her arms around your upper back and head, attempting to pull you in even closer.
>Now that you’re practically sitting up, she begins to take you all the way down to the hilt before grinding into you
>As she continues to fiercely roll her hips on your cock, you can feel her breasts as they lightly tap against your chest before withdrawing from you, only to tap against your bare chest again moments later
>While she grinds into you, you look at her face, head tilted down slightly, her golden eyes looking up into yours as she licks her lips
>Her bucking and gyrating only gets faster as she wraps her arms around your neck, pressing your body tightly against her own
>With your sweating bodies pressed together, and her head resting on your shoulder, you begin to feel her increasingly rapid panting down your neck
>“T-take it. Take it!”
>As her bucking comes to a peak, she holds your body tightly to hers with one arm
>With the other, she pulls her head close and gives you a deep, sloppy french kiss
>With one last thrust, she begins to cum again, spraying her juices over your legs
>At the same time, her orgasm causes her to dig her nails into your back with one hand while grabbing a fistful of your hair with the other
>As she continue to kiss you, you can hear her muffled, elongated moans before finally pulling away, a silver trail of saliva connecting your tongue to hers
>Regaining her composure, she tackles you to the ground, pinning your shoulders as she looks down at you
>“You still haven’t cum yet, have you?” she asks with a giggle
>“You better get ready. I’m going to rock your world, Anon.”
>With that, she cradles your jaw in her hands, lifting your head up and forcing you to look her in the eyes
>Meanwhile she continues to slam her hips up and down into your crotch, with your cock sliding in and out of her pussy with each of her thrusts
>Between her thorough and quick thrusts into your cock, and her biting her lip in anticipation of you reaching your climax, it is getting hard to keep your composure
>You soon break out into a bout of heavy panting
>Taking this as her cue, she begins to quicken her pace
>“Hey, Anon,” Sam starts, “You gonna cum? Huh?”
>“Are you? Are you, Anon?” she begins to tease, her tone becoming somewhat pouty as she mocks you
>“You wanna cum so bad, don’t you, Anon?”
>She moves her head so that her mouth is only inches away from your ear, and whispers
>“Hey…Do it.” By now, she continues to egg you on, whispering through her teeth
>“Cum. Fill me up with your dirty semen. Bury your cock into me, Anon.”
>And so you did
>With one last thrust of the hips, you scream out into the night sky as you poured string upon string of your semen into her
>As your semen shoots into her womb, she joins you, screaming out to the open air like the rutting beast in heat she was
>She soon retires into your chest, panting heavily, sweat dripping from her pores
>You place your hand on her head, stroking her hair as the two of you remain wrapped in her long tail
>Under the red moon and the night sky, you feel at peace with her, somewhat
>You feel like you two could stay like this for the rest of the night
>“More.”
>What?
>“Oh, god, I need more!” Sam shouted, her head bursting from under your arms as--
>Ow
>OW
>OW!
>Oh god
>She just bit you again
>Three times!
>Oh man, you’re feeling it
>You don’t like it, but you’re feeling it come on like a twenty-foot wave crashing down on you
>“I already told you, Anon,” the apophis says with a grin that would shame a cheshire
>“For the rest of the night, you’re all mine.”
>Oh man
>This was going to be a hell of a night

>The next morning, or rather, afternoon, since you both passed out by sunrise
>You wake up, dry as a prune, covered in love juice and bite marks
>You remember that after every 2 or 3 times you came, Sam would bite you again to keep you going
>By round 7, it started to hurt
>By round 10, things started to get hazy
>So now, here you are
>Wrapped in her tail, dried of all of your sweat, saliva, and semen
>You look like a zombie
>And damn it, you smell like one too
>As best as you can, you wriggle a hand free from her coils and try to nudge her awake
“Sam…Sam, get up.”
>Your voice is a bit harsh between the noises you were making all night and the severe lack of water in your system
“Sam, come on, get up.”
>As the apophis slowly awakens, she lets out a small yawn before opening her eyes
>You watch with slight amusement her groggy eyes slowly widen in surprise, her eyes taking in both your naked body and hers before jolting up, releasing you from her tail
>“What the f--…What the fuck happened!?”
>As she stood up, covering her breasts with her arms and her tail your shriveled dick went limp on the floor
>Not that it mattered to you, you could barely move
>She looks down at you, her face as red as the moon that night
>“Why are we…up here, in the first place?” she asks, flustered, quickly putting her sweater back on
>You sense that she wanted to avoid using the word “naked”
>But given the circumstances, she probably already knows the gist of what happened
>You manage to squeak out of your dry throat
 “The red moon…came last night.”
>At that instant, she quickly covers her ever-reddening face with her hands in embarrassment
>“Oh my god. The red moon, I’m so, SO sorry, Anon.”
>You want to respond to her, but you simply let out a guttural noise from your throat in forgiveness
>“H-How…” she begins to hesitate before she even starts, but soon presses on with her words
>“How many times did…we do it?” She asked, twiddling her fingers as her voice began to trail off
“I dunno, I…lost count after thirteen.”
>Lowering herself next to you, she sits you up, holding your naked body in her chest
>“My god, you look awful. I didn’t mean to overdo it with you, Anon. I--”
“You know…”
>You interrupt her apologetic rant, getting her to look into your tired eyes as you look into hers
“We didn’t go spray-painting again like we said we would last night.”
>Sam pursed her lips, suppressing her need to continue begging for you to forgive her
“Tonight, we do things right. What do you say, Sam?”
>A small smile forms from her lips, and she nods in reply
>In relief, you sigh and tell her
“Good. Because right now I’m…getting a…little tired.”
>In a dizzy spell, you collapse as you let out a deep, exhausted sigh
>Flustered, Sam shouts to your near-unconscious body
>“Ah! Don’t worry, Anon! I’ll get you some water. You’re gonna be okay.”
>Such is life in Monster Girl City