The wurm is illiterate and her dad is a weeaboo?!

You were at the library for an assignment or something. Anyway you had picked up what you needed and were heading out with a small bag, you hardly made it past the gates as you were assaulted by a blur of green scales. The recoil sent you flying and caused all your books to spill on the floor.

The world around you is a strange blend of stars and spirals, they blend into one another and soon you begin to make out a face among all of it, a feminine face with strange protrusions. Her look is one of worry and anxiety as something scaly pokes at your temple. Her expression changes to relief and she gives you a sincere smile before lifting you up.

"You alright?" her words come out brutishly; she actually pronounced the g in alright. Despite all of this she is happy as can be and begins shaking your hand with enough force to rip it out of its socket, she stops when she sees you in pain and hugs you, which only manages to crush your spine and causes you to gasp in agony.

She completely ends her attempts at kindness and with the utmost care lays you out to rest, your books placed in a messy pile next to you. for the first time you realize she has a giant tail which should've been a more important trait, if not for the scales covering her arms to the horns curving out of her jet black hair.

"who are you?" you regain your breath and the feeling in your lower body, she nearly gives you another handshake before stopping herself at the last second and slowly pronouncing her name "Da-gu-ra-sh-iba-ni-pal." her accent is thick with something approaching German or Norse, she looks at your confused expression and blushes "Call Dagura."

"Help with books?" she extends a single clawed nail for you to shake and the other toward the towering pile of books that you were taking out.

1.	Help her finding books she can read. (wurm route)
2.	Scold her on her actions and tell her to be more careful (Dragon route)
3.	Go look for the librarian to help her (Ryuu route)
4.	Tell her you don’t need any help with your books (Confusion route)

You get to your feet with only a few bones cracking into place and turn to face the smiling Dagura. “Okay then, what kinds of things do you like to read?” She places her clawed finger on her chin and looks up quizzically. After a few seconds she gasps and turns to you with a grin “Books!”
You could tell that this was going to take a while. “Yes books are nice…” She responded with rapidly nodding her head all the while her look of satisfaction kept itself pasted on her face. “I was wondering though, what kind of books do you like to read?” Once again she froze as if asked a particularly difficult math problem. Her expression turned into embarrassment mixed with fear and her hands shook. “I… I… not read any books yet.” She whispered apologetically while looking down.

“Well there’s a first time for everything, that’s nothing to be ashamed of.” You placed your hand on her shoulder and were rewarded with a bright smile as she nuzzled into your hand. “Okay, lets book!” She screamed happily grabbing your hand

The next half hour was spent trying to gauge exactly what would be appropriate for a semi-analphabetical wurm. You could immediately discard anything above fifth grade, but at least she seemed determined to find something.

Things were going fine, you had settled into the first grade section and were currently reading out loud the plot to “The very hungry caterpillar” to Dagura as well as a 5 year old who sat down to listen. The reactions between the two were largely the same. Gasps  whenever you showed them the picture, finger biting when you read, and a loud clap when you reached the end.

“Stop the fucking clapping!” The coarse yet lithe voice cried out from the 2nd grade section, you rotated only to be met with an angry dragon holding a torn book, smoke fumed from her nostrils as she stomped over. You had expected many things but you didn’t Dagura to shrink behind you while gripping your shoulders. Quiet sobs emanating from the giant lizard while the dragon berated you. “Let me teach that wurm a thing or two smartass!” She placed a claw on your chest and pushed. You decide to…

1.	Tell her to go screw herself
2.	Tell her to leave wurm alone.
3.	Custom
“I’ll teach you something about manners as well!” You had it with this girl and you weren’t one to take it. If you had eyes on your back you would’ve seen Dagura cover mouth in amazement as you stood up to the dragon girl. Her heart racing at your actions, inwardly she thought to herself. “This man must be the strongest!” as she restrained herself from smothering you in admiration.
She leaned forward blocking your view of anything but her face. “What did you say to me punk! I’m the king of animals! My teeth are spears. My claws are swords My wings are hurricanes! I am Dea-” In a moment of surprise to both her and yourself you pushed her back and she fell to the floor still holding the torn book in her hands. The world went quiet as she looked at you with brightened cheeks and eyes that exuded anger.

“I-I’m sorry, that was too far.” You extended your hand cautiously, half expecting her to bite it off. She looked at you completely unable to decide on a course of action, in her entire life no one had been crazy enough to actually stand up to her that way. She took your hand and immediately dragged you to the floor before getting up herself.

“I don’t know who you are and I don’t care. If I see you again you’re the deadest, you and your mettling wurm.” She scoffed and walked off toward another section where she would try her best to still her aching heart and maybe relieve herself if there was no one around to catch her.

“Anon… That was wow!” Dagura was over you once more. Only now she didn’t dare to touch you for fear of you ripping off her arms. She instead watched you carefully as you picked yourself up and dusted off your shirt. “It’s alright, anyway want to continue reading?” She smiled as she remembered what it was she came her for anyway. The rest of the day was spent teaching her about commas and how to pronounce “CH.”

By the time you were walking out of the library the day was far over. Cars commuted back home and night settled over the city. Dagura clung to your arm like a child when you realized that you didn’t know where she lived. And you had no idea what she was going to do. You were about to ask her when a familiar voice rung out from behind you. “T-Take me out to eat!” You swerved to see the dragon girl from this afternoon gritting her teeth while her hands were balled up into fists.

“What?” You had no idea what was going on but the dragon just closed her eyes and screamed even louder “Take me out… to eat!!!” Her voice was a roar and Dagura nearly ripped your arm in fear before suddenly realizing something important. “Me too!” She looked up at you with starry eyes and pleaded. The dragon girl turned even more insistent now that Dagura was asking. “Take me first then you can take the snake girl!” She grabbed on of your arms while Dagura grabbed the other. Pressure rapidly built as they each tried dragging you like a prize. It was only when you screamed in pain that they both dropped you at once in shock.

You stood up now throbbing with pain and turned to the dragon girls who stared expectantly. You said…
1.	Dagura, let’s go out just you and I.
2.	Fine, I’ll take you but let’s drop off Dagura first.
3.	Sure, let’s go all three of us.
4.	Ryu ex Machina
“Dagura, lets go.” You turned and Dagura practically jumped after you, grabbing your arm and nuzzling her hair into your shoulder like a particularly playful cat, the dragon remained frozen behind the two of you shaking in disgust and anger.

“F-Fine!” she screamed while hot tears streamed down her face. For a second she entertained the idea of simply kidnapping you and hiding out in the mountains until the police gave up. “Sc-Screw you! I didn’t want to eat anyway!” Her voice turned into a whisper while her claws turned white from the pressure. Blood dripped onto the pavement from the way she was digging into her palms. “I… I didn’t mean to be rude…” She lowered her face and walked in the opposite direction just to get away from there, only allowing herself to cry when she locked the door to her room.

Meanwhile you and Dagura were already out of hearing range. She bounced up and down and you had to constantly remind her not to that since her tail caused miniature tremors with each jump. She would pout and promise not to only to do it again whenever you spoke to her. You settled on some shitty fast-food place just to prevent her from breaking the glass wall and told her to sit down while you ordered.

You got an odd stare or two from the other customers more than anything because of the way Dagura insisted in sitting on your lap. “Anon is so cool!” She said with a mouth full of pizza. “Anon stood up to dragon bully and won! Anon is hero!” The conversation went quiet until you paid and walked the giant lizard out while still giggling and retelling the story.

You were wandering the streets when she stopped walking and grabbed you by the collar, pulling you close to her face. “Anon… come home with me?”  Her face was beet red and her smile was replaced with a slightly open mouth, her warm breath hitting your face on the cold night. Her claws grabbed your shoulders only now it was with desperation instead of friendliness. “Please?” You smiled at her and said.

1.	Sure, lead the way.
2.	I can’t maybe another day.

This won’t affect the plot but it will change the events.

“Lead the way.” Her eyes widened and her cheeks went from slight blush to full on discoloration. For a second she seemed to confuse to even remember where she was, leading to her falling on the pavement while still grabbing your collar. Once the two of you were up and walking she calmed down just enough to latch onto your shoulder and nuzzle into it. It was only after three blocks that she bothered to tell you that you weren’t walking in the right direction.

“Anon, what favorite animal?” You weren’t sure what prompted the question but the mischievous look on her face indicated it wasn’t meant to be taken literally. You thought about it for a few seconds before responding. “Snakes.” Maybe she was hoping you would respond dragon but then again dragons didn’t exist. She smiled even wider and her eyes lit up like Christmas trees. “Snakes! Snakes are good!” She gave you thumbs up and nodded. The rest of the walk to her house was spent talking about whatever was around at the moment, a pretty car or a colorful bird, Whenever it went out of sight Dagura seemed to completely forget about it and move on to the next interesting thing to talk about.

Finally she came to complete halt, you were about to ask her if something was wrong until she suddenly gasped in surprise. “Yellow wall and red door means home!” She turned excitedly toward the apartment you were in front of and grabbed you by your shoulder while dragging you to the small and homely apartment. She looked over the roster with the apartment buttons various times until finally settling on AE-21. The intercom sparked to life immediately and an older burly voice came on. “Honey? Is that you?”

 It was unmistakably male and Dagura nodded for a few seconds before realizing that the intercom couldn’t see her, at which point she responded. “Y-Yes daddy I’m here, I brought Anon!” She happily pointed to you until she remembered that her father probably didn’t know you. “I mean friend, I brought a friend over.”

The man on the other end nearly hit his head on the roof from how high he jumped when he heard that. “A-A friend!? Really? I’ll uh… Get the door then!” The buzzing from the intercome died and the electric lock on the door BZZZT to life.

The ride up was uncomfortable since she insisted on the using the elevator but at the same time refusing to ride it in any other way than to coil around you for “Space saving.” As she put it. You relented to her will and spent the ride smothered in her scales as she smelled your hair and lightly plucked one. She denied doing this but at the same time you could plainly see it in her hand as she tied it around her claw.

Finally you reached her floor and she reluctantly let you go. The door flew open before you even managed to knock on it twice and in front of you stood  a completely regular guy. About in his forties by your estimates and with an unmemorable face. “Welcome, you must be Anon, my name is also Anon!” He seemed nervous as he shook your hand and welcomed his daughter inside, she didn’t wait for him to talk, instead swamping him with a hug and kissing his cheeks fervently while screaming “Love you daddy! over and over again.”  He resigned himself to the fate of a thousand kisses before she stood up and wordlessly dragged you to one of the rooms. Out of the corner of your eyes you could see him getting up and popping his shoulder back in place with a weary face and a tired smile.

“Anon look!” She opened the door revealing a room lavishly decorated in pink as well as plushies of all size and shape. She pulled you in once more and grabbed a large stuffed Ryu. She extended the toy’s hand toward you “Shake her hand anon!” You comply and shake the stuffed animal’s hand and Dagura lifts her up to her face “Hello Anon, Nice to meet ya!” All of this in an overdone Chinese accent before moving to the next of many, many toys which she asked you to introduce yourself to.

By the time you’re done your hand shakes itself out of habit and Dagura is drilling you on the names of her dolls. You consider jumping out the window when she stops entirely and fumbles in a drawer for something. “Anon I have important thing to show you!” Her voice sounds even more excited than usual as she digs through chests of memorabilia.

Just as she pulls out a VHS tape her father, Anon, opens the door with a nervous grin “Hey anon I was wondering if you could come out here and talk for a bit?” He smiles apologetically at his daughter who pouts before grabbing your wrist. “Anon watch this with me!” You turn to her father who pleads at you with his eyes while remaining silent and say…

1.	Sorry sir, but your daughter really wants to show me this.
2.	Sure I can spare a few minutes, Dagura just sit tight for a bit okay?
3.	I actually need to go home, excuse me.
4.	Custom option.

“Sure, let’s talk.” He motions to the living room with his hand while trying to avoid getting Dagura’s attention, she’s too busy spinning the VHS back to even notice. You follow him without a word to the outside and he sits you down on the couch where silence spreads between the two of you. “So, do you like anime Anon?” You hadn’t been expecting that one. “Uh yeah, I guess?” The risk of revealing your powerlevel was before you and he probably was just being kind to start off the conversation.

“Oh that’s good, yeah that’s good.” He nodded knowingly as if you had just answered the question to life’s problems before turning to you again with those nervous eyes that he seemed to always have. “Yeah I’m not asking because I like anime or anything, anime is for children really… Except you, I’m sure you have great taste in Taiwanese cartoons!” You chuckled awkwardly “Smooth.” You thought to yourself even though you were tempted to say it aloud and see his reaction.

He gulped nervously and placed his hands in his lap before taking a deep breath. “So Anon, the real reason I called you here is because there’s something important I need to talk to you about, something that you may not like hearing.” You nod slowly while worry slowly enters your mind. Was he a pedophile raping Dagura who wanted you to join? Was Dagura actually his wife who suffered brain damage? Was this all some elaborate set up to catch you trying to take advantage of a mentally disabled girl. “Anyways what I wanted to tell you was…”

1.	Sad tragic backstory with infinite suffering (rape, amnesia, mind break.)
2.	Slightly less sad back story without so much suffering (Death, loss, neglect)
3.	Minor Inconvenience that you can fix without making a big deal (bullying)
4.	Custom option

“You see, Dagura has never been good talking to others. I imagine that you must know it from first hand experience.” He pointed at you while sighing sadly. “I love my baby girl and I only want her to be happy, but at the same time I realize that she might just not have the same capacity as other kids for this sort of thing.” He passed a hand through his hair and yawned. “I won’t ask you to take care of her or to stand by her side whenever she asks, but please be her friend. She really needs someone.” With that he stood up and placed his hand on your shoulder. “If you kids need anything I’ll be in the kitchen. Make yourself at home Anon.” He smiled as kindly as he could and walked off with a panicky gait.

Just as you were getting up to join Dagura she took the initiative and broke down the door. She pouted seeing you standing apparently alone in the living room and immediately slithered to you. “Anon I wait for watching of movie and you’re standing here!” Her tail appeared behind you like a 3rd arm to push you into her room while she set up the movie on an old television.

You made yourself comfortable on a giant beanbag penguin while she played around with the buttons on the video set “Play means… start? Yeah, twin towers mean stop. Square means.. uh… erase?” She seemed to be getting nowhere until the screen came to life with Dragonheart.

The rest of the night was spent with her tail wrapped around your chest as she cried every 5 minutes, she cried when the dragon got introduced. She cried when the villagers got introduced. She cried at the goddamn villain’s backstory. The only time she stopped crying was when she discreetly tried grabbing your hand. By the end when Draco turned into a constellation she had buried her face into your shoulder “It’s..It not fair!” Her tears spilled freely onto your sweater as she slowly regained her composure.

She wiped away a tear before offering you some refreshments or other things to eat. When you turned all of those down she frowned slightly and grabbed your wrist tightly. “Anon… sleep over tonight?” You tried to say no but she pleaded repeatedly while tightening her grip. You…

1.	Accept, it was just for tonight.
2.	Deny, tell her that you can hang out tomorrow
3.	Custom option.

“Well, I guess there isn’t any harm for just one night.” You lean back on the beanbag hoping to rest for a bit but it seems that Dagura isn’t having it. Immediately she drags you to the closet where she takes out over a doze different boxes with common board games as well as a variety of board games that you had never even considered could exist. She Laid them all out neatly and then promptly ignored all of them in favor of scrabble.

“Lets play!” She cheerfully laid out the set and began explaining the rules. “You spell words you know, words give points. More points mean win.” You had never been interested in scrabble but that didn’t sound like the complete instruction. She didn’t care and began with. “Cat.” Instead of ruining her happy mood you decided that maybe it wasn’t so bad to play along. You got a few letters out of the bag and spelled “recycle.” This immediately brought a gasp of amazement to Dagura’s mouth as she admired your tenacity. “Anon! This game is easy to you. Help me too!”

She reversed the set and demanded that you make a good word for her as well so that she didn’t lose. For a second you almost began explaining that it wouldn’t be fun but then again it was Dagura. You settled and made “Beautiful” for her; she clapped and seemed delighted even though she didn't seem to understand it as she added points to her side using a counter from one of the other board games.

The game went on like this for a while, she would play her own game for one or two turns with words like “Toy” and “Bunny” before suddenly asking you to help her by giving her words like “Dysentery” and “Thermonuclear” both of which brought her to laughter while slowly pronouncing them and asking you for their meanings. On your side you kept it simple. “Door” “Dam” and other simple words. You didn't want to make her mad and even if she could be annoying at least she was well intentioned.

You woke to the feeling of Dagura’s claws passing through your hair and her warm breath on your face. The temptation to stay there was great but at the same time you realized that it was time to go. Your eyes flickered open and you realized that you wouldn’t be able to leave just yet, at least not until Dagura uncoiled her massive tail from around your waist. Her head was nuzzled on your chest listening to your heartbeat with a silly grin on her face while one clawed hand grabbed your arm and the other stroked your hair like a soft kitten’s.

You didn’t want her to be startled lest she rip off your arm or tear your scalp to delicious bite-sized bits. With the utmost care you whispered her name while slowly tapping her shoulder with your free hand. “Dagura? Dagura?” She stirred just enough to move her claw from your hair to your mouth and push one of her razor sharp claws into your mouth. “No… just five minutes. Need warm up…” That was completely false considering that Wurms aren’t lamias and already have warm blood but as it stood you didn’t have much that you could do about it.  You tried pushing her claw out of your mouth with your tongue but that only incited her to push back with even more insistence.

“Honey are you ready we need to…” The voice came from the open doorway and you could tell Anon was standing there with a shocked face even if you couldn’t see him. He looked like he was about to cry when he realized you both had your clothes on, which elicited a sigh of relief and narrowly avoiding a heart attack. “A-Anon… I don’t mean to sound rude but Dagura has to go to class soon, do you have any place to go?” His voice worked like a charm for waking up the sleeping dragon who stirred even more. You turn to her father and say…

1.	I’m going for a walk, thanks for everything. (Jabberwock encounter)
2.	I need to finish an assignment, take care. (Dragon/ryu encounter)
3.	I’m going home, I enjoyed my time here. (Wurm date)

“Daddy I’m hungry!” Dagura cried out in a shrill voice while removing her claw from your mouth and using it to rub her tired eyes, inadvertently covering them with your saliva. “What’s for breakfast?” Her tail seemed to slowly loosen up while both of her arms poised themselves on your arms, preventing you from moving. “Uh honey. Don’t you think you should let Anon go first?” she suddenly look confused as if she was forgetting something. Her face met yours and smiled cheerfully “Anon!” Her voice sounded as if she had just remembered who you were before she also realized that she was on top of you “ANON!” She cried out with reddened cheeks before immediately darting to the other side of the room in embarrassment.

You stood up with some difficulty and only one of your spinal segments cracking into place before trying to comfort Dagura who was now hiding behind her large Ryu plushy “I’m sorry Anon, please be of forgiving!” You weren’t sure if it was her talking or the ryu but either way you hugged her and tried to calm her down. “It’s okay, your scales are really comfortable. Don’t worry about it, we’re friends after all.” You pat her shoulder and got up before shaking hands with Anon who smiled kindly at you and mouthed a “Thank you.” Dagura had turned a pale white and the Ryu’s button eyes popped.

Before you had even exited the apartment you heard Dagura screaming happily in exasperated joy “I made friend! Anon is friend now!” You felt the entire apartment tremble from her jumps of happiness even as you exited the lobby. “She sure is strange.” You thought to yourself as you walked in the direction of the library, in your eagerness to help Dagura you had forgotten to take the books you needed to study.

The walk was punctuated with the occasional cries of a harpy flying overhead or the rushed sounds of cars pressing their horns as if that would make them go any faster. You even saw a Jabberwock raping an unsuspecting man in the back of an alley. Soon it all faded away as you came to a stop in front of the municipal library where you had met Dagura yesterday, oddly enough the pavement had red stains all over it. Maybe there was an accident here?

The glass doors gave way to a large and formidable series of hallways each of them lined with a variety of books and the occasional couch and chairs for people to read quietly. It was even quieter and empty than usual but then again it was a library. You walked without making a sound to the section where you had left your books already marked for checkout.

On your way there however you heard someone’s voice. A someone that you already knew and didn’t expect to find here. You followed it all the way back to the kids section where from the corner of a bookcase you saw the Dragon girl from yesterday sitting in a hilariously tiny desk while pouring over books ranging from “Judy Blume.” All the way to “Charlie and the Matango Factory.” Meanwhile a Large Lamia with strange antlers was standing beside her.

“I w-went… to the su-to-re… today?” The feminine voice of the dragon girl slowly stepped over the words on the page with the occasional mishap. The Lamia smiled warmly at the dragon and clapped “Correct! You get a gold star for such a good job.” The Lamia slithered over to a journal and carefully plucked out a sticker before turning back to the now blushing dragon girl and pasting it on her forehead. “Good job!” The dragon girl smiled softly while still refusing to look at the strange lamia. “I-I only did it because you’re teaching me…” The scene was incredibly heartwarming to you, so much that your grip on the book case softened causing you to slip forward and roll into plain view of the two dragons.

Before you had the chance to get up the scaled hands of the lamia were dragging you into plain view while her motherly smile shined in your face. “And what might such a handsome man be doing this early in the library?” The dragon in the background shot daggers at you with her eyes.
You looked at her and said…

1.	I wanted to apologize to the girl over there. (dragon interaction)
2.	I’ve never seen a species of lamia like you. (Ryu interaction)
3.	I was just looking for books. Nothing else. (avoid)
4.	Custom option

“I actually came to apologize to that girl over there.” You pointed at the dragon girl who was now fuming and whose claws were grasping the book with enough pressure to cause visible cracks. “Oh well I didn’t know you were a friend of my student, of course you can stay!” The lamia set you down before using her scaled tail to dust you off after having fallen on the floor. “Try not to make too much noise you two; this is a library after all!” Despite her warning her sing song voice was the loudest between the three of you. She Smiled at the Dragon girl who likewise smiled back before slithering off to a far away bookcase

“Speak…” The voice was authoritative and demanding before you even had the chance to turn around. You slowly rotated hoping that by the time you were done with this talk you’d still have your face. The dragon girl was sitting on the desk with legs crossed over the pile of books that she was previously reading. “I said speak, don’t waste my time!” Despite her words her eyes seemed to glint with tears that she was holding back. The only thing that indicated anger was her scowl and even that seemed to quiver as if she was on the edge of tears.

“I just wanted to apologize for the way I treated you yesterday, I was wrong to have pushed you and taunted you. I was wrong to ignore you after you made that invitation to go out somewhere. I know you have every right to hate me, but I hope you can forgive me.” With that settled you considered walking back to get your books when she suddenly spoke up, her scowl transformed into an uncertain expression while her eyes seemed to change between anger and desperation.

“I-I don’t care about that! Idiot! If you really want to make it up to me then take me out like I told you to!” Her face settled on anger once more and her words turned into screams which echoed through the library. She jumped from the desk and stomped towards you with an enraged expression.

1.	Take her out to eat (Happy crying)
2.	Tell her you can’t (Sad acceptance)
3.	Ryu ex Machina (Ryu intervention)

“Well fine, lets go somewhere.” You weren’t sure what was happening but your wallet was hurting already. This was only further supported by the terribly evil smile that the dragon girl gave you. “That’s what I thought! You’d have to be a fool to turn down an invitation from a dragon, especially one as fearsome and terrible as myself!” She spread her wings which succeeded in causing you to fall down from the gust as well as causing a smaller bookshelf to collapse, sending a wide variety of books on the “MG war of 1967” to the ground alongside you.

She immediately turned red and you caught sight of her knees tensing so that she could pick them up before she remembered you were there with her. “Pi-Pick up the books!” Her voice was commanding but at the same time it faltered to inspire any true fear, this was only worsened by the sound of slithering drawing near as well as a motherly voice. “Oh dear is everyone alright? Nobody hurt?!” The antlered lamia immediately came into view from behind the bookshelf where her face turned pale seeing you thrown on the ground.

“Oh my!” She rushed forward to cradle you in her arms like a worried mother while her tail ran over every inch of your body to make sure you weren’t hurt. Her large breasts pressed against you and her feminine face looked into your eyes with worry. “Are you alright sweetie, nothing wrong?” You were about to tell her when you caught sight of the dragon girl behind the two of you with her head down and her cheeks red enough to start a fire.

“Ok then let’s pick up these books, you too honey!” She didn’t wait for your answer before putting you in a nearby chair with her large clawed hands and motioning toward the dragon. “Dearie come here and help me pick up these books, what a mess!” You half-expected her to breathe fire or break something, instead she meekly replied “Yes teach.” Before bending down to help pick up the scattered books.

The silence was palpable between the three of you as the two of them recovered the books, by the end the dragongirl’s seemed on the verge of crying or exploding while the ryu remained completely oblivious to her plight. “Thank you for the help sweety!” She gave a quick peck to the dragon girl before slithering away to another section. “Not a word of this.” She didn’t bother looking at you before grabbing your hand and leading you to the door.  “My name is…”

1.	Katla
2.	Fafnira
3.	Jormunga
4.	Ladon
5.	Quetza
6.	Custom Option

“Katla, you can call me Katla.” That was the last exchange between the two of you for the rest of the walk, she refused to look at you or even walk beside you, instead forcing you to keep up with her fast pace and adjusting accordingly to make sure you were never in front or next to her.

She only finally slowed down when the two of you reached a street bustling with restaurants all over the place. Ranging from small stands selling barbecue meat fresh from the rack to obscenely high class dineries where lines were waiting outside to enter, it was especially weird considering it was hardly noon.

“So, where do you plan on taking me?” She tapped her foot impatiently while looking at you, the wide variety of places dazed you and for a second you couldn’t even think about it so much as wildly observe the crowds of people forming and leaving the street at once. “how did I never notice this street?” You thought to yourself while the dragon girl grouched twice as loud. “I said! Where do you plan on taking me!” She grabbed your wrist and snarled while showing her teeth.

“Calm down, I’m just taking a look.” You tried to get her to let go but she just tightened her grip and forced you to take her along while you walked around, in the inside she was terribly embarrassed by her behavior but had no idea how to make it up to you without looking frail. “How about here?” Your voice drew her out from her thoughts as she suddenly realized the two of you were in front of a run down barbecue where a delicious smell wafted out from the simple curtains.

She looked at you with a horrified expression as if you had killed a puppy in front of her. “I-Idiot, I knew you were stupid but I didn’t think you were tasteless too!” She didn’t deign you with allowing a response, instead dragging you to a restaurant with expensive looking windows and a line forming outside of people wearing suits. “Here! We’ll eat here, this must be a good place. What do you say?” She turned to you with hungry eyes. You looked at her and said.

1.	You’re crazy we’re not eating here on my budget.
2.	Fine, but we’re splitting the bill.
3.	Lead the way, I’ll take care of it.
4.	Custom option.

You sighed while mentally saying goodbye to your funds for the month, the only thing that made you feel better was justifying it because of your rude treatment yesterday. She took your hand and led you into the line where you were seconds away from asking the waiter for a menu so you could plan ahead of time for the cheapest combination possible. She grabbed your arm while staring uncomfortably at your shocked face. She had never done anything this caring since you met her. She must have read your thoughts as she turned red “I-I’m only doing this for a special reason… Don’t doubt me!”

Her screams were upsetting the customers in front of you who now quietly gossiped between themselves about the rude and furious dragon girl. “Ojou-sama, I did not notice you.” You turned to face the word and met with the face of an extremely elderly butler. “Oh Ojou-sama, you shouldn’t be waiting in line here!” The old man grabbed her hand and lead her (and by extension you) away from the lines and into the restaurant.

You were too busy staring at the incredible paintings and contemporary art to see the incredibly smug face that Katla was showing. “Fool, I told you didn’t I?” She seemed extremely pleased with herself as she took a nice table facing the fountains. “Ojii-san, bring me the usual please.” She smiled at the old man who likewise smiled back and lowered his head. “Of course Ojou-sama, it shall be done.” With that he walked off slowly toward the kitchen leaving the two of you staring at the basket of cheese-filled breadsticks. “Impressive no? I’m actually the daughter of a famous restaurant owner, that’s why I can come here whenever I please!” She was louder than usual showing off everything that she owned and making sure you were sorry for doubting her.

The food was alright, if a bit stuffy for your taste. She didn’t bother eating anything, as a replacement for sustenance she decided to torture you over every little detail she could find “Your shirt is messy! Your arms are scrawny! You should truly be happy I invited you.” By the end you had reaffirmed that you were basically a pig in human clothing. The only thing that had gotten better was her smile, by now she was happier than you had ever seen her. Her eyes shining bright and her smile wide enough to see your reflection. “Come home with me.” It came as an order rather than a suggestion and she immediately stoop up and grabbed your hand forcefully waiting for you to stand up. You stopped her and say…

1.	I can’t do that, I’ve got things to do! (wurm date)
2.	Okay but only for a few hours. (Dragon date)
3.	I still have to get those books! (ryu date.)
4.	Custom option

“Okay, but only for the afternoon.” You tried to sound serious even as she hauled you out of the chair and into her grasp. “The sparrow does not tell the eagle how to fly… and I’m a dragon so I have even more authority!” She smiled at her clever analogy which you were fairly certain she stole from an anime.  The walk to her home took you through various streets and alleys, whenever you tried to get an answer she’d either tighten her grip and tell you to shut it, or she’d tell you she was taking a detour to show you something.

By the time you actually did reach her apartment it was getting dark and the last tendrils of sunlight barely extended themselves past the pavement. The sky was set ablaze with a canvas of pastel colors and the clouds hid themselves among the smog that rose gently over the industrial park of the city.

The apartment in front of you was a spectacular creation made of incredible contemporary elements mixed with brutalist influence. The simple and efficient supports detailed with incredible imagery and all of it carved from white alabaster stone that glinted like a star. She caught you gawking at the building which only brought out her happiness even more. “Hm! I guess even a monkey like yourself can tell when something good is in front of them.” She grabbed your wrist with surprising gentleness and walked inside. You felt that she was starting to warm up to you by the way she hummed.

The elevator ride up was completely silent as she hummed her tune and held your hand, occasionally looking at you with an arrogant smile. The elevator door opened directly into the apartment and you were left even more dazed than before. She didn’t give you a chance to appreciate any of it as she carried you under her arm like a barbell. “Ojii-san I’m back!” Her voice was sweet as the same old man from the restaurant walked out of the kitchen with a surprised smile on his face. “Katla? Welcome.” He didn’t say anything else before retreating into his room leaving the two of you in the large apartment room. Katla turns to you with a renewed look of annoyance. “Isn’t the man supposed to take charge? Suggest something idiot!” She pushed you onto the couch and in a second of inspiration you said…

1.	Videogames?
2.	Boardgames?
3.	Handholding and kissing?
4.	Custom option.

“Videogames?” It was the first thing that occurred to you and Katla seemed to latch onto the idea well. “Hmm… Yeah that sounds like fun. Yeah okay!” She immediately stomped away into one of the many rooms that lined the hallways until she suddenly realized you hadn’t followed her. You were in the process of being unsure if she was getting something or actually waiting for you to follow it became clear when her angered voice rang through the hallways “ANON!” You got to your feet and tried to find her in the infinite maze of doors until one swung open and pulled you in like a set trap.

The inside was dark except for her eyes that stared at you hungrily. Up and down they went while you felt the heat of her breath on you. In a strange way you felt like you were being inspected by a fisherman, just a fish who was caught too small for consumption. In a moment of fear you closed your eyes and waited for her to eat you. Instead you felt a flick of her claw on your nose as she stood up to turn on the lights. “Dummy, when I walk you’re supposed to follow me.” The room you were in was decorated with televisions of all sorts as well a gaming console you didn’t recognize. “You wanted to play videogames right? C’mon lets play.” She dragged you by the collar until you were sitting beside her. Without a second to spare she thrust an old third party controller into your hands and turned on the only non-flatscreen TV in the entire room.

“You like the classics right? Don’t tell me you’re some sort of casual.” She smiled as the familiar buzz from the ancient tv set was brought to life and a series of old arcade style games flicked on the screen. What are you up for? The screen had a variety of old retro games that you recognized instantly a few however popped out more than others, you settled on…

1.	Metal sluggirl
2.	Sonic the Echidnagirl
3.	Solid Lamia
4.	Kirby
5.	Custom option

“Time’s up, we’re playing Metal Sluggirl!” She smiled while clicking on the icon with the slimy animal holding up a shotgun. You had never played the game itself but it was so famous that everyone had heard of it at some point, it was renowned for the gameplay as well as its incredible pixel art.

The game itself was slightly disappointing on your end, before the screen had finished loading Katla had already picked the second player which was the only one with legs and left you having to play as the sluggirl. The game itself was beautiful. Tanks rolled in from the other side while you slowly crawled over with your slimy tail and Katla jumped all about killing everything that moved. For some reason you got the feeling that you weren’t actually needed to win this game, given that not once had you actually killed anyone or done anything other than slowly crawl after the homicidal Katla.

In real life Katla had become fixated the moment the game started and the lights shined in her eyes like saucers. Occasionally she’d make a comment, although mostly to tell you to hurry up or to “lrn2playcasul.” before becoming captivated once more by the game itself. She finished the game in 1 hour and during that time you barely picked up a gun. You were about to suggest playing something else when she returned to the title screen and picked the hard difficulty “Try not to be so useless anon!” You sighed before she lost herself once more to the screen.

The day went by like this, she didn’t stand up for anything at all and you were forced to serve snacks for both of you as well as clean up her trail of drool after the third hour. She would thank you or push you away before returning to the game, by the time she was satisfied you had learned to sleep with your eyes open. “That was fun! You don’t suck as bad as I thought you would anon!”

“Huh what?” You were roused from your sleep by her claw poking your shoulder in time for her to smile warmly “Let’s play again some time!” Her eyes warmed up as you stood up and reoriented yourself. “Sure it was really fun.” You lied between your teeth but then again she didn’t even let you kill anyone until the semi-final stage. “Do you need to take a bath? You smell like rotten pork rinds.” She smirked at you in the manner you were now used to.

You smirked back which she appeared to respond in a positive manner “maybe when I’m home.” You chuckled tiredly and sat down on the floor. Katla seemed completely unimpressed with your comment. “What?” Her eyes turned to confusion while her grip on the controller tightened. “I said I’m going home, we’ll hang out some other day.” You yawned in exhaustion and got up.

You stretched out your tired muscles before waving goodbye and walking to the door to leave.  You didn’t make it to the knob before she rushed at you in a rage and held you down. “STAY!” she snarled with bared teeth and her eyes wide. You…


1.	Stay (Permanent dragon girl route)
2.	Go (open route for dragon or wurm girl)
3.	Custom option

You tried your best to remain calm despite her claws being inches from your throat. “Katla, I need to go.” She looked at you with a confused face as if you had spoken something that made no sense. “Go? You don’t… treasure doesn’t have to go anywhere… right?!” She seemed unsure as her eyes turned less hostile and her claws slowly retracted. “I need to go home, we can still see each other sometimes.” You tried lifting your hand to her face but she slammed it back down. “NO! My treasure… He… You don’t have to…” Her snarl of rage turned into sadness and the fire in her eyes were extinguished with tears that slowly dripped down her cheeks and onto your face.

“I’ll be back, you don’t have to worry about me.” She sobbed and her hands shook while she slowly lowered herself onto you. “My treasure… why?” Her voice was reduced to a depressed whisper while her claws dug into your arms. Soon she wasn’t speaking at all, instead crying while heaving up and down. Her nimble chest pressing itself to yours while she buried her face into your now wet shirt.

“I don’t like it at all…” With that she stood up and stopped crying at one, her eyes seemed to turn colder than before as you got up to dust yourself, and she no longer bothered grabbing your hand. Instead the ride down the elevator was only accompanied by silence as she stared coolly at you with eyes that were reduced into slits.

It was only when you were about to walk off into the city streets that she spoke again. “B-before you go… I need to know something!” She grabbed your shoulder stiffly and you could feel her shaking. “Did you refuse because of… because of that wurm?” You remained silent not knowing what to say, she eventually answered that for you too. “Don’t tell me, that was a stupid question.” With that she let go and walked back to the door in silence. You sighed and decide to…

1.	Go home, it’s been a long day (wurm date)
2.	Go take a walk, you need to cool of (random encounter)
3.	Get those goddamn books (Ryu encounter)
4.	Custom option

“Might as well get those books I’ve needed.” You shovel off in the general direction of the library without really paying attention to your surroundings. You weren’t even sure if it would be open but you had to try at least. The city turned into blur around you with no real defining features except the lights of the high rising skyscrapers shining like new constellations, the smell of compost and trash that drifted from out the alleyways and even the occasional sound of laughter escaping the windows lowest to you. It was a miserable walk in a miserable time.

You reached the library in time to see its lights go out and the sound of a lock shfting into place. For a second you considered simply going home and sleeping it off but then again you had already made the trek here, the least you could do was to walk up to the door.

You walked cautiously toward the large structure that had turned ominous with the passing of light, the windows were a darkened shade of grey and the only sound that indicated a living presence was the slithering emanating from the entrance.

“H-hello?” You weren’t sure what to expect as the slithering came closer accompanied by humming of a strange tune, soon enough both of those questions were answered by two antlers that poked out from a lamia’s head. “Hello there dearie what can I do for you?” Her face was one of delight as she saw you walking up the steps toward the entrance. “You know we’re closed for the day right?” She giggled slightly while holding a clipboard to her groin.

“I know, I was just hoping that I could-” You didn’t get another word out as she rushed up to you with hungry eyes and a placed a single claw on your mouth all the while preserving the same delicate motherly smile on her face. “What were you hoping? Maybe to talk to me? Is that it?” Even from where you stood you could hear her heartbeat jumping out of her chest.

You took a step back and said…

1.	Yes, I wanted to talk to you (Ryu)
2.	I was hoping you could tell me about Katla (Dragon)
3.	I just wanted to get those books I left here (wurm)


“Yeah I wanted to talk to you.” You didn’t want to seem rude and she’d probably been here all day, you could wait just a tiny bit more for those books if it meant that she would be happy. Your response immediately nets you a warm hug as she wrapped her scaly arms around you with care. “Oh my you’re too kind, coming to visit an old serpent like myself.” She giggled as she pressed her generous assets to your shirt and enjoyed your reddened cheeks

“So what did you have in mind for me?” She let go and immediately intertwined her claws with your fingers, surprisingly they fit perfectly one into the other. Katla’s claws had dug into your palm whenever she tried to hold hands, and Dagura had never held hands to begin with, instead princess carrying you or dragging your by your shoulders like a toy. Now it almost felt strange to walk with a woman whose hands didn’t threaten to crack your bones.

“I’m not sure really, I just came here on a whim.” This appeared to make her even happier as she played with a strand of her long hair. “Thoughtful and passionate Anon, that’s a dangerous combination in a world full of love-hungry girls.” Her slithering changed pace. Now with ever movement her hips seemed to dance more showing off just how truly voluptuous she was.

“Yeah, why don’t we go get some coffee?” She nestled her head into your shoulder and rubbed it lightly while the warmth of her breath caused a fog in front of you. “That sounds lovely Anon, your girlfriend is such a lucky woman.” You weren’t sure if that was a test but given by the way her claw tightened at the word girlfriend you thought you should take some precaution.

“I’m not really seeing anyone right now.” This brought a heavy sigh of relief from her as she sped up her pace to match yours, her hips bumping against you with every step you took and swish she made. The rest of the walk was silent except the occasional sigh of happiness and the rough gritting of her tail against the pavement.

It was only when you reached the closest café that you realized the heavy blush on her face and the way her hand shuddered as she let go and entered. “Tw-twenty four hour, how con-convenient.” Her voice was uneven as she led you inside.

“You go find us a seat; I’ll order us something nice to warm up.” You considered refuting her but the way she smiled trumped all thoughts of fighting back in your mind, you turned around to look for a seat only to realize that the entire shop was empty except for the dreary barrista that stood inattentively while repeating the order.

 Either way you took a nearby seat and waited for the ryu to join you. The minutes seemed to pass by as the order kept stacking up higher and higher, what she was ordering wasn’t just a coffee or a cake but a veritable platter of assorted sweets and delicately crafted pastries which she brought to you with careful precision using both claws.

“I hope you don’t mind, I just thought It’d be nice to enjoy our time together properly.” She smiled gently as she set down the two platters each sporting enough food to attend a dinner party. You grinned as best you could while trying not to ask how much it would cost all together.

  “Itadakimasu!” she clapped her claws and immediately set upon the food in front of her with a frenzy you didn’t expect, all look of civilization and class disappeared as she inhaled the food in front her and the food on your side as well. You settled with taking a croissant which barely escaped her grasp as she shoveled more and more food into her mouth. “You really… like food huh?”

She didn’t answer, instead nodding hastily while stuffing a slice of cake into her mouth without a second bite. You stared in awe and fear at the spectacle which lasted until the last crumb had been carefully picked clean from the table. At once she returned to her former self and smiled as if nothing had happened. “All my weight goes straight to my breasts so I don’t worry about food.” She tilted her head while leaning forward to give you a better view. “Oh how terrible I haven’t introduced myself, I’m…”

1.	Kiyo
2.	Rinjin
3.	Uwibami
4.	Custom

“You can call me Kiyo, I know it sounds old style but my mother thought it would be nice to go with something traditional, I’m not a fan of it but I think it sounds elegant you know?” Without sparing a second she entered a long tirade about her name and its origins as well as her family and how they’re like, detailing her relationship with her mother and father as well as siblings.

“…I can’t wait to get married and buy a big house so I can find a job and have a stay at home husband who looks after our three daughters, They’ll be named Kasumi, Misa and Hitomi. So what do you want in life Anon?” She finally came to a screeching stop after detailing her life plans and what she wanted out of every relationship, even going far enough as to tell you that she planned to lose her virginity in paris after marriage or to become stranded with her lover on an abandoned island and repopulate it with their young ones. You were left reeling for something to say while she patiently clicked her claws on the table with that smile of motherly kindness.

“I uh… I don’t really know.” You had trouble planning one week in advance, the thought of marriage was a far flung idea that hadn’t occurred to you since your childhood friend Wyvern had made you promise to marry her and be her knight in shining armor.

“Oh well that’s alright, you’re still young and such a handsome morsel like yourself will have no trouble finding a girl to sweep you off your feet, maybe with a tail?” She laughed it off to throw off her intent but you could feel the sincerity in her tone of voice. “Anyway, do you have any plans for tomorrow?” Her eyes widened like a predator and her smile turned lecherous. You said..

1.	Not really, just have to get some books from the library (Ryu date)
2.	Yeah, I’m hanging out with a friend. (Wurm date)
3.	I have to go attend school actually, sorry. (wyvern encounter)

“Yea I had plans to go visit a friend…” The silence between you two is punctuated by her face of confusion as if you had just told her your favorite hobby was punching baby seals. She regained her serenity and elegance in time to play it off. “I-I see. Well of course that’s a good thing, a strapping youth like yourself should hang out with boys your age… I guess we can do something some other time, do you like gardening? Or maybe building ships in bottles?!” She put her claws on the table and leaned forward, the crazed smile not disappearing and her eyes only turning more desperate. You definitely didn’t plan on telling her that you were going to call up Dagura, who was a young and clingy wurm, you didn’t even want to imagine her just how insane she’d become hearing that.

“Yeah that sounds like it could be fun, I’ll keep it in mind.” You stood up and in her desperation her claws slipped causing her to roll forward and slam her face on the table, she didn’t even flinch when she picked herself up even though her nose was bleeding. “Cl-Clumsy me…” She giggled while wiping away the blood and following you to the door in a defeated manner, the spring in her slither no longer quite as lively or seductive.

The walk home was silent between the two of you and you couldn’t find it in you to ask Kiyo why she was following. Her hand never left yours even as you walked up the steps waiting for a response, her downtrodden face remained glued to the floor until she realized you had stopped.

“Huh? Where are we?!” All at once she came to her senses noticing that she didn’t recognize anything about this place. “This is my home, you walked with me all the way here.” The silence was awkward as her face turned a deep red and her expression turned into fear. “Wh-What do you plan on doing? I-Is this like the ero-mangas?!” She gulped as her lips quivered. You sighed and told her…

1.	You’re welcome to come in if you like. (Ryu sleepover)
2.	No it isn’t like the mangas. See you later. (Ryu blockout)
3.	Custom option

“Would you like to stay over? It’s already way too late to be walking alone.” You were pretty sure that didn’t apply to a holy dragon but then again she was still a  lady, they appreciated it when you thought about them right? You weren’t given the chance to think about it as she grabbed your collar with beastly strength. “YES!” Her scream was enough to blow your eardrums out and the heavy beating in her chest was comparable to a clock. She immediately put you down and apologized but there was no doubt now what her intentions with you were.

The moment the door clicked open she gasped, pushing you out of the way and forcing herself into your apartment with what you guessed was shock. She looked all around at the medium sized apartment with wooden floor and plain decoration as if it were a hellscape of death and disease. “Anon?! Why?” Her voice was fragile as if on the edge of tears. “How can you live like this… So filthy…” She slithered into the kitchen while you stood in the doorway unsure of what was occurring.

 Before long she came back out with a broom and a dust pan as well as several kitchen utensils which were meant for eating. “Just relax! I’ll show you how a real house-wife cleans up… As practice!” She smiled awkwardly ignoring the last thing she said. You were too tired to ask her to explain and nodded while slowly trudging off to bed. Sleep overcame you before you even had a chance to think on all the things you had done today

You were roused by the feeling of a heavy weight passing over your chest. Your eyes fluttered in the dark to see a large snake tail passing over you and onto the other side of the bed. For a second you nearly jumped before remembering last night’s fiasco with Kiyo the ryu. That still didn’t explain why she was in your bed, the large serpent’s hands wrapped around your stomach. “Goodnight sweetie.” You felt her warm breath on your neck as well as a moist kiss on your cheek and realized that you were her little spoon.

It didn’t take long before sleep reclaimed you even with the giant snake fiddling with your pants using the tip of her tail. You stirred when the sun was already shining bright through the window with the curtains parted and the smell of breakfast wafting from your open door. The first thing that occurred to you was that Kiyo had decided to make herself a more permanent resident and you walked outside with this in mind. In her place you were confronted by a plate of bacon and a cold egg served with three slices of buttered toast. You called out for kiyo but received no response. You ate heartily after having been starved last night and when you were done you found a note with a crude drawing of Kiyo kissing your cheek as well as a thank you note.

The day went by quickly and quietly as you rested your aching bones.  That was until you heard your telephones ringing out for you to attend. You picked it up expecting your mother or the school warning you to pay your fees, instead you heard heavy breathing accompanied by nervous laughter.

“Hello?” You decided to take the initiative hoping to hear who was on the other end. Sure enough the nervous laughter turned into exasperated gasps followed by her voice. “H-Hi Anon… Its Dagura.” She stopped in order to laugh some more before continuing. “I call you… to wo-won… wonder if you have… in.. inter… intreda...” Her voice disappeared entirely replaced by the Agile slithering until you heard the following exchange of words.

“Daddy? How am I pronounce this word?” The now familiar voice of Father-Anon came on in the distance. “Honey that’s in-te-res-ted, it means to want to do something.” You heard her familiar giggling as well as the phone being lifted up once more to her ear. “Thank you daddy!” she cried out into the phone and at you at the same time.

“Anon?” You temporarily recoiled from her screaming into the phone before picking it up again. “Yeah what’s up Dagura?” She gasped once more in happiness. “You remember my names!” You didn’t bother telling her that she had mentioned it only a few seconds ago.

“I was wooondering if you were inter-ested in of going out… With me!” She chirped happily into the phone while curling her hair with her finger. You covered your ears preparing for what was going to come. “Yeah Dagura, it sounds fun.” Instantaneously shrill screams of excitement rang into your end while she celebrated her victory; it took a minute before she responded consciously once more.

“Good! Where of goings are you wanting?” She hummed a happy tune into the phone and you could just imagine her smiling face holding the phone up into her ear. You thought about it for a second and said.

1.	Lets have a family picnic, your family and me. (Meet mama Wurm)
2.	How about the movies, how does that sound? (Just you and her)
3.	Let’s go to a restaurant, how about it? (Talking and retard moe.)

“How about a movie?” You weren’t exactly keen to meet her mother considering that Dagura herself was already dangerously close to breaking you, and your date with Kiyo had drained your funds for the rest of the month even with her chipping in half of it from her own pocket.

“That nice! Yes, very much wanting!” The childish voice of Dagura answered from the other end with a girlish tone. The only thing left was setting up a time and place to meet and she happily agreed to all of it. “I like you Anon!” She ended the call by making kissy noises into the phone before giggling and hanging up.

You readied yourself with a hot shower and putting on some date appropriate clothes, then again it being Dagura you could go naked and she’d still be wowed. The walk to the theater was considerably short, even from the street you could already see the decorative searchlights in the distance that accentuated the giant cinema complex.

Soon the blearing lights and the smell of popcorn fill the air along with the imposing stature of the movie theater, it was an old building made to resemble an Egyptian tomb for no reason other than to impress and impress it did. Outside it had painted sphinxes made out of covered Styrofoam and striking pillars inscribed with generic Egyptian hieroglyphics all of which added to the atmosphere.

Your appreciation for the architecture was cut short by the sound of slithering coming from behind you. “Caught’cha!” She giggled while wrapping you up in her claws and rubbing her face against your hair with silly smile. You only convinced her to let go after telling her that the movie would start without you. She immediately put you down and commenced dragging you like a stuffed toy.

“What movie Anon?” She was wearing a skirt that was a few sizes too small, you guessed it must’ve from middle school or maybe she just didn’t know her size. Her shirt was a plain white which accentuated her growing breasts, she looked like she was ready to burst. If she was uncomfortable she didn’t show it one bit. Her smile couldn’t go any wider as she gazed on all the different posters.

“Let’s go get something to eat first.” You grabbed her arm and began leading her to the stands much to her irritation, she pouted while at the same time not daring to disobey you. “I want to see posters!” She cried now in the middle of the line, her efforts didn’t manage to convince you but it did call the attention of the other movie-goers who stared at the two of you with annoyance and pity. “If you stay silent I’ll buy you anything you want.” You pleaded with the giant serpent “A-Anything?” She was already drooling.

“I’ll have a large popcorn and a bottle of water, She’ll be having…” You turned to Dagura who stood straight as if it were an exam and cleared her throat. “Chicken nuggets and a kidsmeal… Please!” The cashier stared confused at the hopeful Dagura; you guessed that her experience with cashiers was limited to BurgerDanuking or WgRonalds.

 Either way the now stuttering cashier turned to you with an dumbfounded expression. “Uh sir, we don’t have those in stock right now… or ever, would you like something else.” You chuckled and order caramel popcorn and a chocolate bar, Dagura had no objection as she immediately took handful of the sweet corn and stuffed her mouth happily. “Shenk you Kashiergwuy!”

“Anon, what are we going to watch!?” Dagura once more dragged you to the posters to choose now thoroughly impatient while stomping her tail on the ground. You looked over the wide variety of movies and chose…

1.	Damphir and the Beast (kid comedy movie)
2.	One flew over the harpies nest (Action movie)
3.	Silence of the sheepgirls (horror movie)

In the end the decision wasn’t even up to you to make, you were lugged like a princess all the way to Damphir and the beast while Dagura told you that her parents didn’t allow her to watch any scary movies.

The theater itself was chock full of kids with their mothers all talking and screaming excitedly while the screen played trailers for other age appropriate movies, you had to pull Dagura up the stairs and toward your seats otherwise she would become dazed by the large screen watching the trailers play. You had reserved 5 seats at the top of the theater. In part because you wanted privacy for the two of you, and in part because Dagura was nearly long enough to take them all by herself.

The movie started as expected, lots of colorful scenes and singing which Dagura tried to replicated causing the entire theater to look at you while you quieted her down. Whenever the scene changed Dagura need a second or two to understand what had happened and would ask you to explain it. She hid her face in your shoulder and shivered violently when the beast was introduced only to forget about it and clap happily when the talking furniture began dancing and singing. All in all it was exactly what you expected would happen.

About halfway through the movie her behavior changed abruptly, when the old lich offered the prince a rose Dagura went completely quiet staring at the shining red flower on the screen, her grip on your shoulder tightening until she turned to you with slight blush. “Anon… Dagura wants to give rose too!” She emphasized her desire by burying her face into your sleeve and rubbing vigorously. You tried telling her that the movie wasn’t over yet but that only motivated her further.

“If no rose, then Dagura wants to be extra close to anon!” Her grip tightened slightly while her face turned into a cold mope. She stuck out her tongue and blew a raspberry at you “decide!”

1.	Get out and buy a rose.
2.	Get extra close to Dagura.

Does not affect the plot but will affect the events.
“Fine, buy the rose.” You were going to take a sip of your soda when you realized just how terrible of an idea it would be to let Dagura out on her own, before she had the chance to escape you grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. “On second thought, you should enjoy the movie. I’ll buy the rose and then you can give it to me.” Dagura’s eyes widened in amazement and her hands wrapped themselves around your neck before giving you a hug that wrung your neck like a toy. “Anon is so smart! Okay Dagura will wait.” She let go and planted a kiss on your forehead before sending you on your way. “Stay safe!”

The walk outside revealed that there weren’t any florist in sight which should’ve been obvious considering the location. You paced around the complex thinking what you were going to do while thinking about how terrible it would be to see Dagura crying after you failed to keep your promise. It was then that you smelled it. A soft fragrance carried in the air that brought to mind the thought of a hidden glade in the forest or the freshly cut grass of spring.

You turned to the direction of the smell, in the distance far beyond the streets and the sidewalks in a park with no lights you could make out the figure of a woman pushing a cart. It occurred to you that it was probably a vendor peddling flowers like some homeless people do at night, maybe she still had some to sell.

Your only other option was pulling out some wildflowers and giving them to Dagura hoping that it would be enough to sate her desire to give you flowers, maybe if the theater was dark enough she wouldn’t even notice the difference between the two. Or you could just go back empty handed and promise to find some later. You rack your brain and decide to…

1.	Buy from the strange vendor (slight detour, wild encounter)
2.	Pull out wildflowers, hope she doesn’t notice them.
3.	Go back empty handed, promise to buy some later.
4.	Custom option.

“Hey wait up!” You cried out to the vendor after running after it for 5 minutes, the cart came to a halt beneath the only streetlight for at least half a kilometer, in the distance the searchlights from the movie theater were your only indicator of where to go back.  You caught up just in time to see the leathery green wings of the vendor as she turned to face you.

“ANON?!” The voice was unmistakable and you rose up to see Katla’s scared face looking back at you while her back leaned on cart. “Katla? Why are you selling flowers?” You finally regained your breath and walked forward only to have her take a step back as the look of fear and terror on her face turned to desperation. “W-Why should you care?!”  She seemed frozen in place.

“I care because you’re my friend… And because I need to buy a rose.” You tried being sympathetic toward the horrified dragon girl who quickly rummaged through her stock of flowers and threw one down at your feet. “Here! Take it and leave.” With that she turned around and pushed the cart away into the darkness. Leaving you gasping for air while looking at the 5 roses she had left for you.

“Can’t we talk?!” You walked past the roses and toward the sound of the wheels grinding against the floor only to be responded with her scoffing. “I don’t want to talk, much less to filthy scum like you! Go away or I’ll… I’ll hurt you!” Her tone of voice sounded more like a desperate woman than an enraged dragon and you could even hear slight sobs as she disappeared.

“Aren’t we friends?” You continued forward hoping to get her to at least stop. Instead she stomped the ground and the smell of smoke filled the air. “I DON’T WANT ANYMORE FRIENDS!!” Immediately after that the smoke dissipated replaced by pure silence. “I’m sorry Anon. You’re right and we are friends… I just want to be alone.” The wheels creaked once more as she left. You looked back at the flowers and toward the darkness and…

1.	Chase after Katla, something isn’t right.
2.	Take the roses back to Dagura, Katla needed to think.
3.	Custom option

“Katla, wait!” You got to your feet after having stumbled because of her stomp and chased after the dragon girl, the wheels creaked faster and faster and the darkness only served to disorient you further, then the sound that you had feared the most rang out from the dimness. Nothing. You were left grabbing walls like a blind man hoping for her voice to call out to you while having no direction to follow. “Katla?! Katla!” You cried out for her while one hand held fast to the wall on your left, the only thing you could actually see was the streetlight now far behind you.

“katla?” From in front of you there was a small almost inaudible bit of sound. It sounded like a constant stream of sobbing and in your desperation to find Katla you followed it. The sound growing in intensity until it felt like you were right in front of her. “Katla?” You reached forward and at the same time a scaled hand tore at your collar to pull you back.

There was nothing in front of you after all but behind you the irate voice of Katla lectured you “Fool! Idiot! Buffoon! Retard!” Her slur of insults was interspersed with slaps and punches that seemed much softer than what she was actually capable of. By the time she was finished your eyes had adjusted and you realized that what you had thought was a crying Katla was actually a deep pothole with a raging rapid leading to the city’s sewer system. If Katla hadn’t pulled you back the only imaginable end was being dragged away into the stream at the mercy of the water unless kindly undines were to save you.

She dragged you up and cocked a punch ready for your face, her eyes full of tears as she pulled back to hit you and her mouth gritting her teeth in mixed anger and sadness. You closed your eyes and prayed she was gentle but surprisingly the punch never came, instead only the sound of her wailing as she pulled you close and hugged you desperately. “Stupid… This is why I don’t need friends, always getting into trouble.” You pat her back and said…

1.	I’m more than just your friend Katla, I love you. (Katla Romance)
2.	I don’t care if you don’t want a friend, I’ll always be there. (Katla friendship)

“I don’t care if you think you don’t need a friend, I’ll be here for you always.” You rub your hand on her back while her grip intensifies. For a while things are silent as she stands there completely unmoving and unwilling to let you go, the only sign that she is conscious are the cold tears slipping down your shirt and the only faintly noticeable trembling of her face. After a few more minutes even that fades, slowly her arms unwrap you and she puts you down as gently as she can manage.

“Are you really my friend?” She uses her claw to wipe away all traces of tears and puts on a tough face but her lips continue to shake in waiting. “Of course I am, there is nobody else that I trust like you.” You extend your open hand for her to take and she stares at it cautiously before seizing with her own. “Okay, just… Don’t abandon me.” She drops the tough girl act and smiles in a tiny complacent way before suddenly squinting her eyes with a mocking smirk.

“Why did you need flowers for anyway Casablanca?”  Your heartbeat stands still and a drop of cold sweat runs down your face as you remember Dagura and her rose Fiasco. “Fuck!” You scream while nearly entering a sprint before Katla pulls you back with a single claw. “Take this, I think she’ll like it a lot!” You count the seconds while she rummages through her cart until pulling out a large and incredibly well composed bouquet. “I worked 2 days on this composition. It can woo any monstergirl into loving you.” She delicately placed the flowers into your hand while staring with cold eyes. “Don’t break it, or I’ll break you.”  With all things said and done she pushed you away and continued on her own with her cart of flowers.

You ran as fast as your feet would carry you, almost assuredly the bouquet was now missing several petals and flowers as well as having lost its previous beauty, leaving you with a torn and broken set. You made it back to the movie complex in time to see the children and their parents filing out exactly from the theater room that you and Dagura had entered. After a heated discussion with the movie attendant you also managed to gain entrance into the room where you prayed Dagura would be.

The room was strewn about with popcorn and spilled soda as well as the smell of vomit and other disgusting things. It didn’t take you long to see or hear the giant snake crying at the top of the stands with her tail used as a blindfold to keep her from seeing anything. With a quiet step you walk toward the blubbering dragon and pray to god that she is willing to forgive you, the atmosphere is tense as you walk up to your seat.

“Dagura?” Immediately she gasps and throws her head back with enough strength to punch a hole in the wall followed by slowly unwinding her tail, all the while still crying softly. “A-Anon?” She stops her crying just long enough to call out for you while one claw feels the air around her trying to find you.

“I’m here.” You take a step forward and immediately she uncoils just enough to wrap you and bring you closer. “ANON!” Her words come out as half sobbing and half wailing while she rubs herself all over you. “I-I was so afraid! Anon didn’t return!!” Soon she settles with simply pressing her face to yours and crying all the while still holding you like a stuffed plushy. “I thought Anon Abandoned Dagura!!!”  Her words sound more like blubbering and she has a heavy trail of snot and tears on her cheeks. “D-Don’t leave me! Dagura is sorry for making Anon get rose!!! Please don’t leave!!” There is no end in sight to her apologies or her crying and her grasps on you only grows.

It takes you several minutes for you to convince her that you hadn’t abandoned her, and after that it takes you several more to make her forgive you for not coming back as soon as possible. You tried explaining Katla to her but she refused to believe it until Katla came in person to apologize. The only thing that had any effect on her sorrow was the bouquet of now heavily wrecked flowers.

She takes it in her hands like a mother holding a baby. “You… You brought Dagura flowers?” Her voice shakes as she delicately turns the bouquet in her hand over and over inspecting it from top to bottom and smelling each of the separate flowers with an almost motherly appreciation. “This… This is the bestest thing anyone’s ever done for Dagura!” Without a second to spare she crushes the bouquet against her chest. Completely ruining any integrity it had left, and then assaulting you with an embrace tight enough to make you shudder in pain.

“T-Thank you Anon.” She slowly retreats her arms and places you in the seat while still making sure to kiss your cheeks with tender lips, even making kissy noises before letting go. The silence between the two of you grows while you think of something to say, there’s nothing that you can do to put across your feelings and the way she awkwardly holds her claws in her lap makes you think that she is no longer enjoying yourself.

You open your mouth to suggest going back to her apartment but she beats you to it. “Anon? I… I want to…” she whispers something below her breath and turns to you with cheeks red enough to cause a holstaurus to enter a rage. “Forget it, I want go home!” She looks at you awkwardly with wide eyes and her palms turning white from the pressure of her grip. You decide to…

1.	Press her for information, it must have been important
2.	Let it go, take her home and she’ll open up in her own time
3.	Custom option.

“It’s okay if you want to tell me, you know I’d never hurt you or make fun of you.” You smile warmly and she seems to melt from just seeing it. She gulps and grabs your wrist with both of her claws while exerting a lot more force than usual. “I… Anon I…” She closes her eyes and looks away in shame and embarrassment. “I want anon’s kiss.” It comes out more like a bawling whisper than a proper sentence but you understand it well enough.

For some reason despite expecting it for quite a while it still makes you feel slightly embarrassed, then again Dagura had always showered you in love and affection from day one, it was no surprise that eventually her interest would turn sexual, and given how developed she was and how lustful wurms were in general you could expect to leave this one with a broken pelvis.

Your mind thought of all these things and the sexual assault that was going to take place if you said yes, and then promptly ignored it. “Okay Dagura, yes.” You grabbed her hand and intertwined it as best you could regardless of the glaring differences between your small fingers and her monstrous claws, surprisingly she was quite gentle now, not at all how she’d been acting since you met her.

She thrust her head forward and puckered her lips waiting for you to reciprocate, her cheeks were only slightly red and her hands trembled inside of yours expectantly. You also leaned forward and moved your lips in place. The two met in the middle and immediately Dagura tensed up as if she were having a heart attack, the heat of her lips penetrated into your own and her face was completely red. Her claws shook with violent passion as they gripped your own and you waited for her to kiss you deeply with her tongue.

It never came, the two of you remained in that position with her lips touching yours stiffly but never daring to move past that point. It hit you then. Dagura had no idea what it meant to kiss like an adult, it had never occurred to her to use her tongue or to explore your body. She was just a girl with no idea of adult practices. You…

1.	Make her a woman.
2.	Preserve her pure innocence
3.	Custom

You decide that even though it would be nice to have a mature relationship with Dagura she probably isn’t ready for it anyway, given that even a simple kiss was causing her to spasm you didn’t want to imagine what a lust infused Dagura would be capable of in order to get to you.

Regardless you waited a few more seconds for Dagura to be properly satisfied with the kiss and then slowly backed away. Dagura didn’t seem to understand what had happened since she kept leaning forward hoping to feel your lips again until she was practically in your seat with her eyes closed and that same look of ecstasy on her face. “Dagura, we have to go.” That seemed to snap her out of it. Her eyes fluttered open and she regained her senses in time for the janitors to hurry into the theater and kick the two of you out.

The walk to her house was silent for the most part, not an awkward silence but a very intimate one. She wrapped her arm around yours and slithered slowly to keep her pace right next to you, every time you looked in her direction you were assured a smile and slight rubbing as well as quick peck to the cheek or her nuzzling against you like a giant scratching post.

“Anon… you are my boyfriend?” She finally said it when you were on her apartment door, her hands fidgeting uncomfortably and her eyes looking everywhere except at you. You chuckled and kissed her forehead which had the intended effect of causing her to stutter. “Of course I am.” She beamed at you with a smile bright enough to replace the sun before leading you up.

The door gave way to the tired face of Father-Anon sitting on the couch with a phone in his hand a worried expression. Seeing the door opened immediately caused him to jump toward the two of you. “Do you know what time it is Dagurashibanipal!?” His voice was stern and the happiness that Dagura was exuding turned into shame. “I… dunno.” She looked down and slithered toward her angry father.

“Why did I buy you a phone if you don’t take it with you?” He held out the pink Danukia in his hand which only caused Dagura to turn even redder with shame and lower herself to the ground. “I’m sorry, I forgot… I only call mom and daddy… and Anon.” She tried to justify herself but her father was having none of it.

“I swear to Ilias Dagura you just like giving me a heart attack at every turn you get! The agreed time for you to get back here passed ages ago and your mother has been crying her eyes out thinking you had run away.” Abruptly the father turns to you with those weary eyes that seemed to cry out at you. “I’m sorry Anon this isn’t something appropriate for you to witness and I’m sure it wasn’t your fault.” You try to say something, anything, but he turns back to Dagura before you get the chance.

“That’s it Dagura! This was the last strike!” Dagura is now grabbing her father’s waist while making a pathetic whimpering. “No daddy, please I’m sorry!” she cries out and your heart breaks seeing her trying to reason.  “No, there has to be a punishment or else you’ll never learn.” He completely ignores you while dragging the giant serpent and for a second it occurs to you that fro something to be punishing to her it must be one hell of a device.

You move forward and…

1.	Come forward, tell him that you left Dagura unattended (Dagura loves you more, her father distrusts you)
2.	Tell him that you’ll carry out the punishment since you were the responsible party. (Her family will respect you more but Dagura will be a little scared of you.)
3.	Custom.

“Sir it was my fault.” You step forward and the silence between the three of you turns unbearable. Father-anon stares with empty eyes as if yoyu had just threatened him with a knife. Dagura likewise has ceased all crying and now buried her head into her fathers lap.

You take the initiative and speak up, explaining everything that happened and how Dagura was alone because of you fault. Surprisingly he seems to take it well enough but you can’t help but feel that he was hiding what he truly felt. He apologizes to Dagura who begs for his forgiveness once more and happily hugs him before leaving the two of you alone.

“Dagura, I’m sorry for everything, this was all my fault and…” You try to get her to forgive you but before you finish the mass of green scales has already assaulted you with a tight hug and buries her face into your chest while tightening her grasp. “Dagura doesn’t care! I am happy that Anon saved me!” She cries while still holding you like a toy and leads you to her room. “We will sleep now!” Her voice sounds triumphant as she sets you down on her bed and wraps her tail around you.

“Dagura I don’t think I should be here.” You struggle in her grasp but she simply giggles and exhales a warm breath on your ear. “I don’t care, Anon is my greatest treasure!” She grabs her ryu plushy and places it in your hand to hold while holding you, even with Dagura you were the little spoon.

You closed your eyes and waited for sleep to take you only to have Dagura speak once more. “Anon? Are you sleeping?” You didn’t answer hoping she would go to sleep as well. Instead she slowly inched forward until she was only a centimeter away from your ear. “Dagura loves Anon.” She whispered this and instantly retreated before burying her face into your hair.

The morning brought with it the cries of birds and the Dagura’s warm breath on your cheek. Her face was angelic as her soft lips scented with yesterday’s lipstick. You wiggled your hand free to stroke her cheek, she responded by licking it with her long tongue like a baby holding a mother’s finger. The surprise came to you when you tried to pull away only to have her force it back and suck on it literally like a baby. Eventually you did manage to free your finger but that only succeeded in waking her up with a start. Her eyes widened at once and her mouth curled into a scowl of surprise before she realized you were there, her scowl melted into a cheerful smile. Her grip tightened and her hands found themselves around your shoulders. “Anon’s here!” She cried while rubbing her cheek against you without a second thought.

By the time she finally unwrapped the smell of breakfast wafted into the room slowly. She didn’t bother taking off her pajamas or allowing you to clean up. “Breakfast Anon!” She grabbed your collar with one hand and her ryu plushy with the other before slithering into the living room.

“Hello daddy!” she declared loudy, father-Anon was wearing an apron standing in front of the stove with a stack of pancakes ready at his side. Dagura didn’t even see them as she assaulted her father with a hug and several kiss on his cheek, only stopping to take the pancakes back to the table while he slowly got up popped his shoulder back into place with a tired smile perpetually stuck on his face.

“What are we gonna do today Anon?!” She spoke between pancakes which she swallowed one at a time, the grin never leaving her face as she stared expectantly at you to conjure up some plans for the day. You though to yourself what the two of you could do while nibbling on a free pancake and decide to…

1.	Stay  home and rest (Mama Wurm)
2.	Go to the library (Bookwurm)
3.	Walk in the park (Retard Moe + Jabberwocky encounter)
4.	Custom option

“Let’s stay here for now.” You smiled at Dagura who pouted with a slight frown. “B-But I wanted to go walking with Anon!” She crossed her arms and scowled at you while you finished eating your lone pancake. She seemed to get even angrier by your refusal to acknowledge her request but you knew it wasn’t time to fold. Her face turned red while shaking slightly with what you thought was anger. She looked at you with tears in her eyes hoping that you would change your mind. You reached your limit and were about to say fine when she exhaled. The color returned to her face while she huffed with her head on the table. “Done?” She nodded slightly with a sulk on her face.

“We can play scrabble you know.” The words instantly turned Dagura around. Her tail wrapped you up so fast you didn’t even notice you were in her room until you tried to grab another bite of the pancake. Already she was hunched over the toy box fishing out the scrabble case while you rested on top of a large plushy. She gasped with excitement as she pulled out the large box and laid it out on the small amount of floor not occupied by dolls and toys.

“Anon you start!” She flipped the box in your way with an arrogant grin, for a second it seemed almost too confident, regardless you did so and started off with crab. She scoffed playfully and correctly placed the word recycle. “Pretty good Dagura.” You smiled at her and she responded with by huffing loudly while raising her head. “Dagura knows it’s good!” She flipped it back over to your side for you. The game went on in this fashion with Dagura playing several large words and winning it was only halfway through that you realized she was playing all the words from the last game, and it was only when she suddenly stopped in the middle of a word to read her palm that you realized she was reading them off of her claw.

“Daggy?” an alto feminine voice cried out from the hallway followed by several yawns and the sound of slithering. Dagura’s face turned red as her eyes darted around. “Is something wro-” She rapidly grabbed you and stuffed you into a random piles of plushies before covering your mouth. “Be of quietness Anon!” She didn’t even notice she was screaming.

You adjust yourself to see through a few of the plushies in time for the door to swing open and Dagura to sit up straight as if she had been reprimanded. Beads of sweat rolling down her face nervously. “Daggy!” The blur of green scales didn’t wait as it assaulted Dagura into a tight embrace. It cleared in time for you to see the shape of a woman much taller than Dagura with a nearly identical face. Dagura turned into a ragdoll as the older wurm pressed her against her monolithic breasts while wringing her in a hug worthy of ripping a man’s neck. The woman kissed Dagura all over with tears rolling down her face before stopping and scowling.

“I’m sorry Daggy!” She interspersed her dialogue with even more kisses. “I promise to be an even better mom now! Please don’t leave again!!!” she buried dagura’s face into her bosom and held her tight while Dagura tried to scream something through the muffling mounds of flesh.

Dagura managed to free herself with hardly a second to spare, gasping for air while the older woman sobbed something unintelligible. Dagura by contrast seemed annoyed and angry. “I-I didn’t leave mom! I w-was of going out with Anon.” She tried wriggling out of her mother’s grasp and failing spectacularly. “Anon? Who’s Anon? Is he your therapist?” Her mother seemed oblivious to Dagura’s desire to escape, nestling her closer like a mother holding a kitten.

“He’s boyfriend mom! You know me not!” Dagura bit down on the woman’s scaled arm like a petulant kitten but it had no effect on the older woman who simply rubbed her chin. “Boyfriend?” She stopped for a second and sniffed Dagura’s hair while the daughter struggled for freedom. “Is he the smell on you Daggy? His smell is nice!” She smiled and pet Dagura way too tight for your comfort, even Dagura turned a slight blue from the intensity. She kissed Dagura several more times before dropping her onto the bed with a dull thump. Dagura didn’t waste any time in slithering underneath and peeking out at your location with cautious eyes.

“He’s here isn’t he?” Her mother’s smile turned into a devilish grin while she swiped a pile of plushies with the brute force necessary to break a tank. You gulped as she slowly went around the room inspecting everything while sniffing lightly trying to weed you out. “You  can’t escape from me Anon.” You would be trembling with fear if she wasn’t bent over the toybox digging through the obviously too small chest trying to find you.

The fear returned quickly when she turned to your exact pile and giggled lustfully. “You should know not to doubt the power of a dragon, especially a wurm!” She punctuate the last word by slithering up to the pile and slashing the top layer, revealing your cowering form. As quick as it had come she returned to her previous demeanor and extended a single claw slowly. “Hello Anon, I’m Daggy’s mom, but you can call me…”

1.	Ninarth
2.	Kalurth
3.	Zyabia
4.	Chrysophylax

“Call me Ninarth!” She points one of her claws toward herself while you slowly shake the other. Without a second doubt both of them grab you like a toy and lift you up to her height. She presses her nose to your hair before taking a long inhalation. You catch Dagura’s eyes shrink into snake like pupil’s before she throws herself against the older woman’s back. “Let go of him! Anon is mine not yours!” Ninarth stops her sniffing to give you a warm hug and drops you into Dagura’s arms like a toy. “Just remember to take care of him dear, humans aren’t nearly as resilient as they seem, wash him once a day and if he screams try to calm him down with cuddles…” She spent the next ten minutes giving Dagura disturbingly intricate instructions in how to take care of a human, not once looking at you. Dagura nodded with a frown on her face while listening inattentively until she finally left the room.

“Humph, good for riddances!” Dagura carried you like a princess all the way to her bed where she coiled around you and rubbed herself all over you twice as determined as before. All the while she wore an unhappy expression. “Dagura, what are you doing?” She was getting dangerously close to your crotch as she passed her cheeks through your stomach. She looked up at you with a serious expression. “Anon smells bad now, I’ll make him smell like me.” You didn’t get the chance to ask anything else as she buried her face into your stomach. You had to promise her that you’d get to it another time before she allowed you to leave without burying her face into your crotch, at the very least she wanted to smell it.

“Continue scrabbling?” Dagura pointed at the sparsed scrabble pieces as well as at her hand covered in smeared words. You looked at her and said…

1.	Yeah lets finish (retard moe +  family shenanigans)
2.	Actually lets go out somewhere (random encounter + retard moe)
3.	Let’s go to the library  (Bookwurm and stalker Ryu)
4.	Custom option

“Yeah let’s finish up quick.” She claps excitedly which manages to completely destroy any semblance of the words written on her hands, the next hour is spent with her trying desperately to read the words and then  giving up to demand that you find words for her. In the end she “won” with a 1 point advantage even though you weren’t actually playing the game correctly anyway.

“For my victory I demand cuddles!” Dagura didn’t wait for you to respond as she quickly jumped over the board game and embraced you without a second doubt, her tail wrapping around your legs as she planted various kisses on your body, topping it all off by puckering her lips and slowly moving closer. You were about to respond when you heard it, a long wailing scream coming from the kitchen, you turned to Dagura expecting her to be concerned but she didn’t seem to care in the slightest, she was still entirely focused on kissing you until you told her to let you go. “Why doesn’t anon want kiss?” She looked at you confused as she unwound her body. “I need to check something out.” With that you excused yourself to the living room to confront the source of the cries.

“Anon! Anon! Where are you!” You recognized Ninarth’s delicate voice and what’s more her body wound on top of the couch like a snake. She saw you and her eyes went wide with relief. “Anon! Thank Ilias, normally Anon would be the one to help me but since Anon is here you can help me instead!” You were dumbfounded until you remembered Father-Anon. “Yeah, what can I help you with Ninarth?” Her smile of gratitude evaporated into fear as her trembling claw pointed to the corner of the room “That. Kill it!” You squinted your eyes and could barely make out a set of 8 legs rapidly scurrying against the glass wall.

“D-Don’t stand there, kill it!” You could hear the couch creaking with pressure as Ninarth wrapped herself entirely around the couch with a terrified expression. You decide to…

1.	Stomp it out
2.	Release the spider
3.	Ignore her request
4.	Custom.

You smile as kindly as you can while moving toward the strangely large spider. “Don’t worry misses N. I’ll take care of that spider.” You walk toward the small conglomerate of scattering legs and raise your boot over it to prepare it for one well-placed stomp.

“Onii-chan!” The tiny voice sounds from underneath you in time to stop entirely. You nearly trip trying to stop yourself which seems to agitate the panicking Ninarth “It got Anon too!” She buries her head into her claws while weeping for your supposed death. Meanwhile you shake your head and look up to see a tiny girl resting on your chest while she pats your chest repeatedly. “Onii-chan!” Her voice sounds clearer as she comes into focus revealing her large spider legs underneath her human torso. “Onii-chan Awake?” She comes closer and rubs her head against your chin while grabbing onto your collar.

You nearly jump in fear but restrain yourself. The tiny girl seems compliant as you put her in the palm of your hand and carry her. Ninarth turns white as if you had cut open her stomach  and filled it with sugar. “Anon is… Anon is…” You hear the sound of wood cracking before the entire couch collapses on itself and the giant serpent runs out of the room in a desperate scandal. “Onii-chan! Scary!”  The tiny spidergirl uses your finger as a support while hiding behind the safety of your hand. You sigh watching the spectacle thinking of how you’re going to explain it to Father-Anon before taking the tiny girl to the window.

“You can go now. Okay?” You place your hand outside and the Spidergirl dutifully turns to you while her spinneret forms a silk parachute to glide away on. “Goodbye Onii-chan!” She smiles and rubs herself on your before flying away on a gentle wind, her tiny hand waving to you as she disappears.

“ANON!?” Dagura rushes out of her room to see what caused the scandal to find you standing by the window with a broken couch next to you. The gears in her head try to make sense of it all and come to the conclusion that you broke the couch and were now taking your life in retribution. Immediately she jumps into action to prevent your untimely death by grabbing you while sobbing. “Anon shouldn’t do that! Anon is special to me!” You don’t get a chance to explain what actually happened due to her intense crying and cuddling. The only thing that makes her let go is the swinging of the door opening to Father-Anon standing in a casual suit. His eyes are tired but now they turn to confusion at the sight before him.

“Honey?” His voice carries itself to Ninarth who was busy wrapping herself in blankets to prevent the spider from getting her, she immediately loses all concern hearing the voice of her beloved and springs from the bed to the door and out into the living room within the time it takes you to inhale. “Honey what happe…” His voice is cut short by the rushing behemoth serpent who tackles him to the ground in tears while still blubbering. “I-It was terrible Anon!!!” She doesn’t hold back her strength. Father-Anon shakes while the wurm grabs him intensely close while sobbing.

“T-The spider got Anon! I saw it all!!!” Father-Anon surprises you in an incredible feat of strength as his muscles bulge through his shirt, force exploding at once as he lifts the serpent in his arms, albeit with almost her entire tail dragging behind her as he takes her to their room. “C’mon honey calm down.” His words have no effect on the crying dragon who tries to grab on harder to Father-Anon. Just as thje door closes behind the two of you he flips back to the two of you cuddling in the kitchen “Just go for now while I take care of this… And take your phone Dagura.” The door closes behind them in time with locks.
You go to…
1.	The park (spidergirl Encounter)
2.	The library (Yandere Ryu)
3.	Custom (make it up)

“Why don’t we do like you suggested and head to the park.” Dagura immediately agreed with your suggestion and you were on the elevator by the time the sounds of rough fucking between ninarth and Father-Anon were loud enough to disturb the two of you. She pranced happily, or well as happily as a giant serpent can prance anyway. The walk to the park was rather pleasant itself. The sun was shining brightly and it being a Saturday (Amended thanks to Anon.) there were almost no cars to agitate Dagura or for her to accidentally destroy with her tail.

The park itself was rather simple, a large amount of woodland that had been replanted in the middle of the forest for the express purpose of giving monstergirls a place to let out their more savage instincts, the park had signs in place telling travelers not to camp there seeing as how wolf girls would use it as a  way to use up their energy and the scent of a male was irresistible for a wolfgirl in heat. Other than that there were some savage alraunes which were allowed to live among the trees as well as one or two arachnees that were in charge of the park safety.

“uh huh!” You turned to Dagura after explaining the intricacies of the park to see her happily swaying from side to side completely ignoring you. You sigh to yourself realizing just how foolish it was to try and explain anything to the giant dragon girl. The two of you take a seat at a nearby fountain in time to hear the angry screams coming from above you.

“What did I tell you about going far?!” This is followed by almost inaudible whimpering and the sound of a small object falling. You look up in time for the tiny arachne girl to fall on your lap and for the enraged face of the older arachnee to pop out of a branch.

The little spidergirl looks around dazed for a few seconds before her eyes settle on you. “Onii-chan!” she crawls up your shirt and to your neck where she pastes herself lovingly. This is followed by the older arachnee weaving herself down and scurrying to you with an angry expression. “You know my sis?” Her accent is yankee and she cracks her knuckles menacingly.

You say…
1.	Custom option

“I found her in my friend’s apartment.” You pointed to Dagura who was smiling absently with absolutely no idea how to react to the duo of spidergirls. The larger spidergirl wasn’t much taller than you sitting down but it was intimidating to have her pedipalps grip you like toy while her little sister gripped your collar. “I don’t know who you are or what you think you’re doing but if you touch my sister again so help me god I’ll do things to you that will cause your little snake pal to vomit yesterday’s rat.” She finished her rant by throwing you back down on the bench.

This was the thing that caused Dagura to react, her empty grin and drifting eyes turned to absolute rage and worry as she wrapped herself around you before you could even open your eyes, the tiny spider now rested in your hair ruffling the individual strands to grab a hold.and burying her face into it.

The atmosphere turned even tenser than before as the spidergirl remained still with hostile eyes while Dagura stared intently at the offending girl, the only person who seemed to be enjoying themselves was the giggling spidergirl nestled in your hair, her tiny hooks repeatedly attaching to your scalp as she happily called for you “Onii-chan! Fun!”

You tried to say something or at least move but Dagura had wondrously managed to stick the tip of her tail into your mouth and was now twitching slightly while still trying to maintain her hostile position against the spidergirl who had placed herself flat on the ground ready to jump up and bite.

You managed to finally spit out her tail from your mouth in time for the spidergirl to jump up, you expected her to bite or strike Dagura and Dagura must’ve been thinking the same thing by the way she clumsily pushed her claws forward. Fortunately in that moment the only thing the spidergirl grabbed was the tiny bouncing body of the spidergirl who pouted as her sister snatched her from out of your hair.

Dagura seemed confused in that split second when her claws didn’t meet anything except the air, she slipped from the chair and the two of you tumbled down onto the grass while she still wrapped herself around you. “PFFT! What a bunch of losers.” The tiny Spidergirl didn’t speak as her sister wrapped her into a tight silk cocoon and lifted her on her back; instead her tiny human hands reach out in your direction hoping to grab you while her sister hoisted her up into the tree where they were discussing previously.

Dagura on the other hand was completely dumbfounded as she rolled down the hill with you still in her grasp. By the time the two of you reached the bottom she had only made slight mental progress on processing what had happened. “Dagura… lost?” She spoke to herself while you dusted her off and lifted her onto her tail.

She didn’t resist as you led her away from the grassy knoll and back onto the road, nor did she fight you when you put her down on the bench to rest, her eyes remaining glassy while she thought over what had just occurred. You sat next to her and tried to snap her out of it, even going as far as asking her for cuddles, which on any other day would have been an aphrodisiac for her.

She finally spoke after a while. “Anon… I good enough for you?” Her eyes were fragile glass; she laid her claws on her lap while looking at you with a frown of self-doubt. “Of course you are, why wouldn’t you be?” She didn’t answer, instead looking down as a single tear slid down her cheek and onto her clothes. “If Dagura is good you shouldn’t look at other women, right?” You blinked in confusion at the random question; you opened your mouth and say…

1.	Of course I don’t, you’re the only girl for me (slight yandere Dagura)
2.	Dagura that isn’t reasonable, I can’t avoid looking at other people (Tsundere Dagura)
3.	If it’ll make you happy. (Deredere Dagura)
4.	Custom

“You know I wouldn’t, you’re the only girl for me.” You smile at the moody Dagura who cheers up at your words, a tiny smile spreading themselves on her cheeks as she nuzzles her head into your shoulders. “Okay, that’s good… I don’t want anyone to steal Anon from me.” You feel a strange sensation in your stomach at her words but choose to ignore it given how extremely caring she’s been.

Your emotional moment is cut short by the sound of bells in the distance, Dagura raises her head with an excited gasp. “I want Ice-cream!” She goes back to her regular self, dragging you by the collar toward the origin of the sound without a single second to waste.
The entire journey to the origin of the bells reveals that there wasn’t an ice-cream stand to even buy from. In the center of a large flowery field a tall building stood where a bell tower rung by itself, flowers of all sorts stood in bloom while the singular building sounded over the entire expanse of the park. Standing here, you realize that Dagura really is just like you.

The red sun hangs over paradise while her eyes turn wide with a sudden spark of inspiration. She turns to you out of breath and you can practically hear her heartbeating in her chest as she grabs your hands. “Anon! We should marry!” Her eyes betray no other intention except the desire to be close to you and she follows it up quickly “My Daddy always told me that people who are married can’t be with others, that way you and I will be together forever!”

You try to explain the complicated problems with marriage but she swats them aside easily. “I don’t care about money! Daddy can take care of all of that anyway!”  She tightens her grip and hugs you, pressing her decently large globes of soft flesh against you with an almost child-like jubilation. You sigh to yourself and say…

1.	Fine, lets get married (real marriage)
2.	Okay then let me talk to the priest. (Fake marriage)
3.	I don’t think we’re ready for that step Dagura (Dagura is hurt emotionally, extra jealous)
4.	Custom

“Okay then, I’ll talk to the priest and we can get everything set up.” You smile at Dagura who seems five seconds away from exploding in joy. She shivers in delight while grabbing your hand, you have to remind her to let go so that you can talk to the priest. After that you have to remind her to not follow you and stay at the edge of the meadow, on both occasions you have to repeat what you told her and get her to repeat it to you until she finally understands. She sticks her tongue out and bonks her head with her fist “I’m being silly!” She giggles before finally retreating to the edge of the meadow where she waves at you even when you’re a speck near the large church tower.

You walk up to the large wooden doors to surprisingly good condition, you weren’t sure how long this church had been here but everything else indicated that it was old enough to have met your grandfather. The old stones were placed in a primitive manner and then sanded down to form the archaic style that formed it. Tall and simple, appreciable but not particularly beautiful.

Those thoughts were completely blown away when you opened the doors to the church, inside the windows cast shadows down the entire shaft leaving the center a den of illusions, pews set in perfect parallel lines leading to the chapel at the far end of the church, the floor was the most intricate part of the entire get up. Diagonal black marble set upon cut out square pieces that served to add a brilliant contrast. And it only became more breath-taking when you looked at the far end and gazed upon the ebony black statue of a woman holding up a wreath of flowers. The entire inside seemed like something out of a poorly re-written Ken Follet Novel.

“Interested in architecture?” You weren’t expecting the feminine voice as the tall figure walked from the side of the statue, you hadn’t noticed her because of her black habit, her skin was an ivory white impeccable except for some small freckles on her cheek, her ears were long and pointy making you think she was an elf until you saw the purple tail lazily trailing behind her tipped with a heart. “Come now don’t be afraid. You came for something important right?” Her smile was lustful yet restrained as she neared you with obvious intent. “Maybe you wanted to convert?” She blew a kiss at you and laughed before being interrupted by the clattering of metal against stone.

“Hold it right there! That’s against the rules Astara and you know it!” The clattering ceased with the opening of a small side door and an older man in metal ornate armor entering the room. He wore a practiced scowl that was entirely directed at the dark priest as he walked up to you. “Good afternoon sir welcome to the church of the anointed tabernacle of tolerance!” It seemed like a mouthful as he shook your hand with vigor. “If you are in need of services please direct yourself toward either myself or to my co-director Astara!” His voice boomed naturally through the empty halls, his face turned into a jovial smile. “What can we of the CATT do for you today?” You were left dazed by his introduction before the dark priestess stood to help you. “Stop it you old fart, can’t you see he needs some new age teachings?” She smiled lasciviously while passing her hand underneath your chin. “I can help with that!”

The older paladin pushed the priestess away while grabbing your hand with his own. “I think I am more than ready to help you in any way!” His words didn’t last long before he was pushed away and the dark priest inched closer, before long both were only centimeters from your face preaching the good of their god. “CHOOSE!” They screamed simultaneously while each grabbed your hand.

1.	Fallen god
2.	Chief god
3.	Dagura ex Machina
“I-I uh…” You slowly take a step back wandering if this is it, both the pally and the priest look at you with hungry eyes as they step forward. Their footsteps grow closer and soon they’re on you. “You’ve already fallen boy.” The priestess laughs.  You swallow and wait for your fate in time for the large wooden doors to ring suddenly. Both of the church functionaries stop and look at each other and retreat. The paladin draws his sword in time for the doors to be blasted far apart. Clouds of dust lift up and cover the entire tower. The only thing you feel are her claws lifting you up while she sobs delicately.

“You didn’t come back and I was worried and there were bees and one of them landed on me but now it’s okay because we’re together again and I don’t have to leave!” You can tell its Dagura before you’ve even heard her voice, more so because only she would use that as a reason to assault a church. You calm her down  by rubbing her shoulder which elicits a happy giggle as she smells your hair. The interruption comes when the clouds of dust clear and the paladin stands with his sword at the ready.

“Foul beast! You should know that a soul can’t be cut!” He raises the sword overhead and runs forward, you almost worry for Dagura who doesn’t move out of the way while staring innocently as the shiny sword if he hadn’t twisted his ankle midstride. With a gasp of pain he falls to the floor leaving the laughing priestess clutching her stomach watching the spectacle. “D-Don’t laugh at me Astara, I thought we were on the same team.” He coughs slightly while picking himself up and hobbling away to a pew.

The scene goes eerily quiet except for Dagura hugging you and kissing you on your cheeks repeatedly until the dark priestess intervenes. “Hey I don’t want to interrupt anything lewd between youngsters but the sun is going down soon, are you sure the two of you want to end up trapped here with this geezer?” She points at the old man rubbing his knee. “I have ice-cream if you want.” She shrugs and walks away Dagura’s face lights up but before she can speak you say…

1.	Sure, we’ll stay the night here I guess. (Ice-cream and retard moe)
2.	Nope, let’s get out before it’s too dark (wolf girl encounter)
3.	custom

“I think we’ll be leaving before it gets too dark, thanks anyway.” You pull on Dagura’s claw as you walk out the large wooden doors, in her eyes you can see a battle raging between obeying you and ice cream. She relents in time for the doors to close behind you and the long walk leading out of the park to begin. For the most part she’s content to talk about the flowers and point out how pretty the sun looks in the distant as it sets.

You make it out of the large meadow in time to see the last rays of sun disappear behind the wall of towers draping the edges of the park. The sound of cicadagirls crying from the trees in search of a mate fill the air as well as the floating wisps of light given off by firefly girls like ghostly spirits. The scene is ethereal. Dagura turns to you in awe of it all like a child who received their first balloon. “Can Dagura touch those?” she reaches out for the flying wisps that hover in the distance. You tug at  and she doesn’t object, all the while her eyes remain glued to the sight. Even you must admit that it was a beautiful sight, just not one to admire from this close.

You can see in the edge of your vision the lights from one of the official paths, if you can make it then surely you can safely make it out of here without putting yourself or Dagura in danger, the giant snake doesn’t seem to worry about her safety or your own, instead turning to look at all the wondrous sights while you drag her toward the pavement. “Anon I want to collect a floating light thingy!” She yanks your hand in a fell swoop drags you to the ground. You try to tell her that they are in fact girls and dangerously lusty girls looking for mates at that but she doesn’t pay attention to your words.

The only thing that manages to detain her is the sound of rustling coming from a nearby bush. This is followed by the sound of feminine growling and the snap of jaws closing. Dagura freezes in a second and gasps happily. “Anon that sounds like a doggy, can I pet it?” She turns to you with hopeful eyes while her grip tightens on your hand.

1.	No, we need to get going. (Escape)
2.	Fine, be quick (wolf girl)
3.	We can’t, you’ll miss out on your light thingy (Chochin-Obake)

“I guess it can’t hurt.” You don’t get the time to actually give her permission before she drops you on the floor and darts toward the bush. She giggles happily while her hands pass through the bush looking for the “Doggy.” While you pick yourself up off the ground and clean the dirt on you.

By the time you’re done Dagura has already picked up and domesticated the dog. Sounds of her happy giggling mix with the whimpers of excitement from the dog in her arms. You walk toward her expecting a small puppy or maybe a large dog. In its place a girl about your age is nestled softly in Dagura’s arms while she uses her claws to rub the girls head. You sigh in mixed annoyance and confusion. Dagura had a knack for attracting this sort of attention.

“Dagura, who is that girl?” Your attempt at getting her to release the teenaged youth only succeeds in drawing a dumbfounded expression from Dagura while the girl looks at you with wide eyes. “This is a puppy!” Dagura happily extends the girl in her arms toward you revealing 2 large wolf-like ears as well as a fluffy yet coarse tail excitedly wagging behind her. She licks your face before Dagura takes her back for further cuddling.

The next 10 or so minutes are spent trying to convince her that she was in fact holding a girl, maybe a wolfgirl but a girl nonetheless. Dagura’s capacity for understanding is stretched to the limit as the wolfgirl continues to play with her and demand head rubs from Dagura like a faithful dog playing with her master. “Good doggy!” The girl shows little interest in you beside the occasional lick or rubbing her head on your leg before returning to Dagura with renewed interest.

“By the time you’ve reached the sidewalk the wolfgirl is covered in mud and Dagura is happily holding her close for a hug. “Can we keep her Anon?” The pair synchronize their whimpering while looking at you, the soft large eyes of the wolfgirl crying out to you. You say…

1.	Fine, but only until we find her home. (Take the wolfgirl)
2.	No, we can’t keep a sentient being (leave the wolfgirl)
3.	Why don’t we try to find her mom (Wolfgirl pack rape)

“Fine, for now anyway.” You turn to keep walking only to find yourself assaulted under an incredibly thick layer of fur and her warm tongue stroking your hair. You barely manage to get the girl off of you before being taken down once more by the green-scaled Dagura. “Thank you Anon thank you Anon Thank you!!!” She screams excitedly while her tail wraps around you inadvertently wrapping the wolf girl as well, barking and whimpering mix with Dagura’s thanks while the remaining park goers stare disconcerted at the strange blend of fur and scales.

You finally manage to get the two of them to let go in time to exit the park before it closes, the wolfgirl walks on her legs normally but reverts to all fours whenever a car passes by or when Dagura talks to her. The same cannot be said for you, she stares curious but cautiously as if you were a threat, any attempt to talk to her is met with barking and occasionally a whimper before she retreats to Dagura who lifts her up into her arms like a mother holding a baby

Dagura’s hummind dies down as well as the wolfgirl’s whimpering as they look at you with a questioning face before she speaks up. “Anon, where are we going?” You stop and open your mouth before realizing that you actually didn’t know, you had been so focused on what you were going to do with the wolf girl that you didn’t think about where you could take her. “I guess we’ll be going to…”

1.	The library, got to get that book (Yan ryu, jealous Dagura)
2.	The pound, they should know what to do (Scared wolf girl, fluffy tails galore)
3.	Home, you need a bath(twice as much retard moe, now with fluffiness included)

“Let’s go to my house, you two need a bath.” Dagura nods without a single doubt in her mind and the wolf girl happily agrees by barking even though you doubt that she understands what it means.

The walk is brisk and short, the cold begins to get to you and to Dagura as well evident by the way she refuses to remove her hand from yours, constantly forcing you to keep up while the wolf girl trails behind the two of you like  a lost puppy. Every attempt to slow down or to separate is met with a “Humph.” From Dagura followed by the tightening of her grip, treating you more like a pleasure slave than a boyfriend most of the time.

You finally make it to the old brutalist apartment in time for the night to completely take over. Dagura remains playful yet cautious about letting you go and the wolfgirl gladly allows herself to be cuddled by Dagura while you lead them to the bath. The bath itself is hilariously tiny to accommodate the lizard girl as well as the wolf girl, luckily you only have to wash her upper body since her tail cleaned itself by rubbing against the hard pavement.

“I’m going to turn on the bath and you hold her down okay?” You turn to Dagura who nods absently while petting the wolfgirl’s belly, the wolfgirl herself seems oblivious to the functions of the bath while happily panting at Dagura’s treatment. “Ah fuck it.” You think to yourself as you lock the bathroom door and turn on the shower.

“Cold!” The first word the wolf girl says as she shakes violently underneath the stream of water, Dagura’s face turns to fear thinking that the wolfgirl is in pain. Her instant response like you’d hoped was to tighten her grasp on the trembling wolfgirl’s body.
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Without a second to spare you dive right into the mix with your sponge and shampoo. The wolfgirl’s shivering body responds well to your warmth as you bury her underneath a mountain of bubbles and Dagura’s face turns to excitement watching the bubbles form and float away.

“This isn’t so bad, just relax, relax and enjoy it.” You whisper into the wolfgirl’s long ears while the water warms up. Her body slowly stops shaking and Dagura joins in by pressing her body to your while using her own soap infused towel to rub your hair. You try to tell her that you don’t need to be cleaned but that only motivates her further “Gotta wash away bad smells, Anon should only smell like me.” You sigh and allow her to continue, you weren’t going to convince her anyway.

The bath turns into an inhuman centipede where you’re sandwiched in the middle. Your hand’s scrub and soak away what amounts to years of dirt and filth from the wolfgirl’s body, the water turns a deep brown as it drains away leaving the soft fur of the wolfgirl’s hair and tail. She barks happily while paying you back by licking your free hand in an attempt to clean you as well.

Meanwhile Dagura stands behind you fervently rubbing at you with the only dry towel you had in your home, her smile is cheery while she strokes your hair and back with the only thing you could have used to dry the mass of fur in front of you now matted down with water and soap.  Her eyes are covered by her hair draping over her face but her smile doesn’t fade, instead she seems amused as she sniffs your arm over and over, her tail wagging playfully all the while.
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You rinse both Dagura and the wolfgirl before excusing yourself to find something to dry them with, Dagura was still wearing her now sopping wet shirt and the wolfgirl didn’t have a shirt to begin with. You end up sacrificing two of your older shirts as towels which Dagura gleefully grabs and uses to dry both herself and the girl before accompanying you to the kitchen with the wolfgirl following close behind with happy barking.

Dagura speaks up when you reach the living room with an uncertain face. “I need to go home! It’s late!” She looks through her pockets to pull out a wet phone and you realize that you could never find a place to leave the wolf girl by now. Dagura doesn’t seem to care as she wraps your legs in her tail and paces anxiously with a frown on her face. “What to do?!” The wolf girl chases after her tail and occasionally bites much to Dagura’s annoyance.
“Dagura I have an idea.” It wasn’t really an idea so much as common sense but it might as well be the same thing to Dagura who thought shoelaces were meant as an anti-thievery measure. She turns to you with excited eyes and a smile. “Anon is too smart! Anon always has ideas!” She grabs your hands tightly in her claws before grabbing the wolfgirl with her tail and lifting her up like a toy. “What do I do Anon?” Her smile turns desperate while her grip tightens; you take a breath and say…

1.	You should sleep over, I’ll call your dad. (Dagura jealousy and wolf cuddles)
2.	I’ll walk you home quickly, the wolfgirl will stay with me (Wolf cuddles)
3.	Take the wolf girl with you and explain it to your dad (Other options open up)
4.	Custom.

“Wait a second; I’ll call your dad so you don’t get in trouble.” Dagura nods furiously while still grabbing your hand and the wolf girl emulates her while whimpering pathetically. “Anon is too smart!” She smiles before you remind her that you actually need to have your hands free in order to make the call. “Oops.” Dagura chuckles before letting you go to make the call. You stumble into your kitchen followed closely by the eager wolfgirl who even after the bath continues trying to lick you all over.

“Get off of me.” You push the wolfgirl to the ground after she pinned you to the wall and began licking your face, the wolfgirl in response curls around your legs apologetically resting her head on your foot while whimpering. You berate yourself for having been so cruel to the girl while dialing the number.

“Hello, Shibanipal residence, what can I do for you this evening?” Even  on the phone Father-Anon sounds tired. “Hi it’s Anon, I was calling to ask if it was alright for Dagura to have sleepover for tonight?” You hear the sound of the phone clattering to the floor (corrected by anon) followed by the voice of Ninarth as well as Father anon talking, you can’t make out whats being said but soon a new voice comes on “Hi Anon its Nina! Tell Dagura she can stay as long as she doesn’t cause too much trouble, I’ll bring you some of her clothes tomorrow!” You don’t get a chance to thank her before the line is cut off. The beeping of the dead phone is only enhanced by the soft howls of the wolfgirl while she slowly licked your ankle.

“Come on.” You grab her by her shoulders and she lets herself be lifted, for her size she was actually quite lightweight and her skin was soft and supple. Her head rested itself on your shoulder while she licked your neck with a determined look on her face.

 You ended up in your room where you dropped her into the bed before going out to talk to Dagura, unfortunately Dagura must’ve had the same idea as she burst into the room to find the naked wolfgirl sniffing your arm while you got her into bed.

“What is Anon doing!” The wurm didn’t wait for your response before darting between the two of you and thrusting you back into the wall. The wolf didn’t seem to care particularly as she began sniffing Dagura before she turned to face the now resting wolfgirl. “Bad doggy! Bad bad bad bad!!!” Dagura raised her claw but never actually hit the wolf. “Only Dagura can sniff Anon or lick Anon, Doggies can only do that when Dagura says doggies can do that!” The girl whimpered at the sudden change of mood in Dagura, who stopped only to retrieve you and throw you on the bed.

“I say Anon belongs to me and only me, all others must talk to me before talking to Anon.” With that she pouted before wrapping herself up around you. The wolfgirl must’ve forgotten Dagura’s previous warning as she immediately trotted up to your exposed face and licked it with fervor. This only succeeded in further infuriating the jealous serpent tyrant.

 “NO NO NO NO!!!” Dagura wrapped up your face in her chest and placed her lips on your forehead. “Only I can kiss Anon!” Her breasts were pressed against your face not allowing you to breathe as you struggled in her grasp, Dagura looked at you with an annoyed expression while using her claws to hold back the excited howling wolfgirl. “Stop talking Anon, your breath on my boobies makes me feel all weird.” Dagura lifted herself up for one second, giving you just enough time to say…

1.	Just try to be gentler, I can’t breath. (happy Dagura, lonely wolfgirl)
2.	You’re killing me, let me go! (clingy Dagura, happy wolfgirl)
3.	You can’t just do this sort of thing (Angry Dagura, clingy wolfgirl)

“You’re going to kill me if you continue Dagura!” You barely manage to catch your breath before the dragon squeezes it out of you once more in a wave of shock and concern, her eyes watering instantly while a cry of fear rings from her. “Don’t die! Anon shouldn’t die! Don’t leave me!!!”

Her tail springs off of you in an explosive movement while she wraps you in her arms with a tight hold. You try to comfort her, make her understand that it was an expression but she doesn’t seem to understand very well. “I’m sorry Anon! Please don’t be of death.” Her eyes are red from crying by the time you’ve convinced her that you aren’t dying and her smile is reduced to a weeping scowl. “D-Don’t play like that, bad joke Anon!” She weeps softly into your chest while her claws dig into your back with an undying strength. It takes another 20 minutes for her to regain her composure and go to sleep, at which point you remember the wolfgirl also nestling her head to your shoulder right alongside Dagura.

“Hey, you need to be kinder to the wolfgirl too Dagura, you can’t treat her badly if you want to be her friend.” Dagura doesn’t even pay attention to your words but nods all the same while agreeing instantly. “Just don’t go.” Her head rests on your chest listening to your heartbeat with a look of complete devotion on her face. You stroke her hair whilst the Wolfgirl licks yours, the warmth of their two collective body’s forms a warmth too strong to resist, before long you fall asleep, your hand still entwined in Dagura’s hair while the wolfgirl settled into a makeshift pillow around your head, her tongue still licking your hair and her warm breath spread on your face.

You wake up to the sound of Dagura giggling happily, there are no girls in your bed except yourself. The blankets are strewn about and Dagura is nowhere to be seen, fear overtakes your heart while you stumble out of bed and into the living room hoping that there won’t be any blood. The first thing you notice is the beeping of the smoke alarm as well as the table set with burnt eggs and what looks like toast. Dagura is nowhere to be seen but the stove was left on with blackened dried up sausages cooking up a wildfire. You rush to turn it off and take the pan to the sink, water vapor rises as the metal hisses with the concentrated heat rising in puffs. You wash the dishes before emptying the plates of their brunt contents

“Tadaima!” Dagura announces herself by walking out of the bathroom followed in tow by the wolfgirl. She smiles seeing you but immediately turns inquisitive when she realizes that the food she prepared is nowhere to be seen. “Anon, where did the breakfast go?” You grin apologetically while thinking up something to say. “I-It was so good I ate it all up. Couldn’t help myself.” Dagura pouts while balling up her fists. “I made that for all of us, now there isn’t any left! Meanie!” She exhales while scowling and crossing her arms until she sees the wolfgirl, at once she smiles and turns to you with mischievous grin. “What do you think anon? I did a good job!” She points to the wolfgirl happily smelling Dagura’s tail.

Dagura has clipped a collar around the wolf-girl’s neck who now pants happily, wearing one of your old t-shirts. It drapes over her unevenly but she doesn’t seem to notice. Dagura turns to you with a happy smile “Where are we going today Anon!?” She leads the wolfgirl to the door while waiting for you to follow. You wipe your eyes and say…

1.	Let’s get some breakfast. (random encounter)
2.	I need to get some books (Ryu encounter)
3.	Let’s go find her family (Katla encounter)

“I need to get some books from the library feel like coming along?” Dagura doesn’t hesitate to nod and the wolfgirl likewise gives her consent by barking. The three of you set off to the library at once, people view you with strange eyes as they see a human, a wurm, and a collared barking wolfgirl walking down the street as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Soon the eyes of passerby’s fade into the weary sky, instead replaced by the trudging pace upon which your feet find their place. The looming building comes into view and Dagura screams that she approves, the wolfgirl howls cheerfully to the flock of harpies flying cautiously. You soon notice that the doors seem unused and wonder if a book you’d be allowed to peruse. And with heart set aflutter with worry and fear your steps resound up the steps as they draw near. The white marble façade that you have to admire contrasted by the black church spires that in the distance ring with religious fervor and to them the crowds of worshippers that adore come rushing seeking their bread of everyday and with a skip of your heart you realize… It’s Sunday.

“Goddammit why doesn’t the library open on Sunday!?” You kick the edge of the building in pent up anger while Dagura and the wolfgirl stare at you without a clue as to what’s going on. “I’ve been waiting all week to get that book and now I realize I came on the one day that I can’t!” You nearly storm away in rage just as the large doors swing open.
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“Is somebody there? Please don’t kick the walls; this is a charity funded library!” Who else but the Ryu librarian Kiyo would come out seeking the source of the disturbance, her eyes settle on you with confusion before turning to complete adoration. “ANON?!” She screams happily before rushing to meet you with a hug. Just as her arms extend themselves to envelope you the green claws of Dagura rip you away and tear you aside. “Anon is mine, you need to ask Dagura before hugging him!” Dagura glares at the ryu who scratches her head in confusion.

“What does that mean?!” Kiyo looks annoyed at the youthful wurm holding you tight in her claws. “Anon is my friend so I should get to hug him.” This does little to deter the jealous Dagura who retreats with your body still clasped in her arms. “Nuh uh, Anon was my friend first so I get him!” the motherly ryu’s face turns to a mix of rage and confusion. “B-But what if I want to hug Anon! What then?!” Dagura doesn’t skip a beat as her grip intensifies “You need to write out a form giving you permission and I sign it, then its office.”

She smiles as if she said the cleverest thing in the world, before you intervene. “You mean official.” Dagura pouts while shaking you slightly. “I don’t care, its office when I say its office!” Kiyo slithers back with her hands turning white from how tight she’s holding them. “Anon! Explain this at once!” Her eyes burn with fire and passion as you tell her that…

1.	This is Dagura, my girlfriend (Over yan, yan everywhere)
2.	This is Dagura, my friend (Flirty ryu, extremely jealous Dagura)
3.	I came here for a book Kiyo. (Delay the inevitable)

“This is my girlfriend… Dagura.” A thousand thoughts race through your head as you speak these words. If you had focused on Kiyo in that exact second you would’ve been able to pinpoint exactly when her heart was torn into pieces. The clipboard in her hand cracks audibly even though Dagura doesn’t seem to notice. “See I told you only I get to hug Anon!” She waves you in front of the upset dragon who looks seconds away from breaking into tears. Finally Dagura finishes by sticking out her tongue and blowing as hard she can. You would have intervened if not for the world shaking around you from how hard she was grabbing you.

“I… See. Yes I see now.” Kiyo wipes away a tear and slithers toward Dagura without hesitation or malice. Extending her claw and grabbing onto Dagura’s. “Pleasure to meet you Dagura, lets get along from now on… For Anon’s sake.” You feel a stone form in the pit of your stomach but ignore it in favor of maintaining peace while Dagura, dumbfounded, shakes the ryu’s claws. “Hi, I’m Dagura!” She happily forgets the previous fight while smiling back at the Ryu. “Do you want to play with my doggie?”

Dagura pulls on the leash and the wolfgirl wastes no time in running up to Kiyo with a big smile on her face and licking the serpent goddess’s face. Kiyo laughs while trying to hold back the dog before turning to you. “Did you want something, Anon?” Her eyes go blank momentarily before regaining their warmth. You swallow in fear. “Yeah, I needed to take out a book.”

She tilts her head at you while picking you up off the ground. “The library is closed on Sundays… But I guess that for a friend I can make an exception.” She grabs your hand in her claws and leads you to the door. Dagura doesn’t seem to mind until the ryu escorts you past the door and hold her claw. “I’m sorry Dagura, dogs aren’t allowed inside.” Dagura immediately turns red with anger before you say…

1.	Don’t worry I’ll be quick (Oh shit nigger what)
2.	Leave her outside and join us (Oh fuck you crazy)
3.	She’s technically a wolf (safety in numbers)

“Don’t worry Dagura, I’ll be quick.” You smile at Dagura who nods her head with an fearful look on her face. “Okay… D-Don’t take too long.” The door shuts behind you and Kiyo grabs your hand in her claw, leading you to a random bookshelf away from the door. In the pit of your stomach you can tell something’s wrong but you don’t want to mention it until she does something explicitly rapey.

“Anon?” You turn to face the smiling Kiyo and for the first time realize how beautiful her smile is. She looks at you gently while leading you farther and farther away from the exit. “Have you ever noticed how perfectly our hands fit into each other? I think that sort of thing is very rare between dragons and humans.” Her eyes turn emptier and you swear you can see tears forming at the edge.

“Anon… Why did you lie to me?” Her grip turns to iron while she now forcibly leads you to a hidden corner of the library. The exit shrinking behind you. “What do you mean?!” You try to shake yourself free but she doesn’t budge even a tiny bit. Her smile remains just as motherly while tears stream down her face in a flood of pain. “You said I was your friend, you said that you weren’t seeing anyone. You said so many things to me Anon… But it seems that even now a stranger I remain.” She giggles slightly with an empty mask of a face.

“You even lied to Dagura; she’s a sweet girl, just not a girl that you should be seeing anymore. After all, she’s not really your girlfriend.” You fall to the ground and she stops. Her arms nestling you while you struggle to escape. “Dragons don’t just choose a man to be their boyfriend…” She smiles lustfully as she draws near to your ear, her tongue lightly passing over it. “They have to mate first.” She pulls back and rubs her nose on yours. “Now, are you ready to be claimed?”

You take a deep breath and tell her…

1.	Fine… Just do it (Happy ryu rape)
2.	No, I’ll never betray Dagura (Struggle, possible sad rape.)
3.	Wolfgirl ex Machina (Buy time, possible Dragon Duel.)

“I think we’re just about ready now.” Kiyo’s lip pucker while she inches closer to you with passionate eyes. You continue your struggle knowing that there is no way for you to best the strength of one of the known dragon species. The strongest of all monstergirls. You surrender yourself. Closing your eyes and waiting for her lips to meet.

The sound of glass breaking. Shards falling over the window above you As Kiyo drapes your face with her claws. Her eyes turn to anger as she expects Dagura to appear. Instead the wolfgirl is standing proudly with her eyes not unlike an actual wolf’s Kiyo fills with rage and you feel her claws trembling before the wolf girl opens her mouth. “Anon!” It comes out guttural but sincere.

“Be… Begiiin… playba… playbo…” She struggles with her words before snarling. “Dagura said!” Her voice is shockingly feminine, light and dainty, although it sounds forced and uneven, almost exactly like Dagura before she met you. “two weeks I work to this. And last moment librarygirl has me doubting whole thing…” The wolf girl stops abruptly to howl for a bit, obviously not used to speaking in sentences.  “Fate decides! Best girl beats worst girl.” Realization dawns on you that this is what Dagura was saying, Wolfgirl was acting as a messenger.

 “She cuts me, and that’s that. She gets to keep anon, but if Dagura beats library… What happens after that is up to Anon.” with that the wolf girl turns to you with an obedient stare waiting for your response. You could hardly understand what she had said but it made sense at least. Kiyo must have also understood as she grit her teeth at the fluffy girl. “Even gone that wurm is a pain in my reverse scale. So, you think that little dragon can save your master?”

Kiyo gets up, leaving you to at least crawl back in the wall while she confronts the wolf girl. “Go ahead then, but make no mistake Fido! Once I’m done with Dagura, you’re next.” She points with one of her claws toward the wolfgirl who whimpers and takes a step back. She catches herself and stands up once more defiant toward the ryu. “I… not fear die!” She sneers and Kiyo smiles.  “but… my dire.. dir… direc…. Want! is for more time with Anon and Dagura… Die would mean no more happy times.” She doesn’t move but you can see fear etched across her face as the ryu slowly approaches. “That’s a good doggy, now scram.” She laughs before turning back to you in time to hear the last part of her speech.

“Howevers, Dagura came to help wolfgirl, I learn of her. When mom left I no understand meaning, now I do.” She looks at the ryu with renewed defiance before taking a step forward. “I have created my own desires!” Kiyo scowls angrily at the wolfgirl now standing before her. “You little fuck!” Her eyes turn crazed as she darts forward to silence the proud wolf. She…

1.	Manages to stop her before howling (Dagura doesn’t come, rape)
2.	Howls in time for Dagura to hear it (Dragon duel, shit goes down.)


She raises her head and howls, the remaining windows vibrate from the intensity and you have to cover your ears to prevent your eardrums from popping, whether Kiyo hears this or not you can’t tell. In a flash her tail snaps forward and smacks the wolf girl with enough power to beat her back to the wall. You try to jump forward only to have Kiyo grab you like a toy. “Now now Anon, she’s not your girlfriend either.” Her smile is need y as she slowly pushes you back against the wall and begins straddling you.

She only stops when the door shakes, a slight temblor running through the building kicking up dust and causing objects to fall down. Kiyo bites her lip while her eyes rape you by themselves. “I’ll be back.” She lets go and you fall to the floor ungracefully, just in time for the door to burst open revealing Dagura’s crying form as she storms into the building.

“Dagura!” You scream while grabbing your throat trying to breathe. She looks at you incredulously with your zipper down. “Have a little heart to dick?!” She seems more angry at you than at the smirking kiyo whose claws drip with the wolfgirl’s blood.

Kiyo giggles while stretching out her claws “Fancy seeing you here Daggy.” Her words drip sarcasm and her face seems petulant and greedy. Dagura growls as her claws stay by her side. “Guess I should thank Kiyo for not kissing Anon at the library!” Her face is red with anger and she her eyes indicate that she’s on the verge of crying. Kiyo laughs once more “Well, not if you say it like that!”

Dagura just gets angrier by the way Kiyo remains unphased by her insults. “F-For a hired librarian, you’re no good at your job.” For the first time in the conversation Kiyo frowns, she shakes her head slowly. “Love is the big payoff.”

 Dagura doesn’t miss a second to reply. “Right, deep kisses all around once you steal anon away from me!” Her claws shake with righteous anger but this has no effect on kiyo, who scowls even more “I’m not talking about kisses Dagura, I’m talking about ideals.” Dagura narrows her eyes and bares her teeth at the Ryu. “Excuses of me?” Her response causes Kiyo to snarl angrily. “Forget it, we’ve both heard enough speeches about higher devotion by now. The wedding will decide whose right!”

Dagura goes quiet, the air hangs still until she flicks her head in the direction of an empty section of the library. Kiyo smiles at the invitation and joins her as the two set off for a place where they can battle for you in peace. “I don’t care who’s right, I’m right because I love Anon.” Dagura whispers to herself while getting closer to the destined spot. “I already have reason for destroying you.” Kiyo turns to her with a slight smile and a chuckle. “What? Oh that’s good, yes that’s very good! I like that.” Her voice turns festive as if it were an elaborate game.

With the last of your strength you cry out to the two serpents hoping that they’ll stop. “Must you really fight?” Your voice is coarse from how brusque Kiyo has been treating you. Dagura looks at you with a righteous anger brewing in her eyes. “Don’t interfere.” Her words are devoid of emotion and Kiyo finishes it “This is between us.” Once more Dagura speaks as she bares her claws for action “And it ends here!” Kiyo smiles as well while raising her claws up “Let’s dance!”

The world begins to fade, you slip in and out of consciousness as the raise their claws but you know you have enough time to say one last thing. You raise your voice and say….

1. I believe in you Dagura! (Dagura wins)
2. Kiyo, don’t lose(Kiyo wins)
3. Don’t cheer (tie a la pokemon 2000 where the pokemons and their clones are beating the shit out of one another without getting anywhere and Jenny goes “Pokemon aren’t meant to fight… Not like this.”)

“Dagura, I believe in you.” You cough, your vision blurs and the world around you fills with stars before complete darkness takes over. Dagura in that instant nearly runs away to be with you before she remembers the smiling ryu in front of her. “Only the winner can keep him!” With that said Kiyo Projects herself forward using her own tail as a spring. Dagura doesn’t even have time to raise up her claws before Kiyo’s claws smack across her chest. The wurm slams against the ground with a heavy thump. “OWWIE!” She cries and for a second it comes into her mind to call you before remembering that you’re sleeping in the corner.

Kiyo returns to her position while looking at her claws delicately. “You’re weaker than I thought. Admit it Dagura, you can’t take care of him like I can, give up and let me have him. I deserve him after a-” She doesn’t finish her sentence as Dagura launches herself forward in a mad dash, even though her combat ability was non-existent she still belonged to the wyrm family, bearing the strength to crush boulders like insignificant pebbles and dig tunnels large enough to call caverns. The impact hits kiyo’s cheek and time slows down for her as her mandible seems to snap out of place from the sheer force. Her eyes glowering at the enrage Dagura no longer holding back her true force.

The recoil sends her slamming into the bookshelf behind her while Dagura recovers her breath. “N-Not bad.” Sluggishly Kiyo removes herself from the indented shelf hoping to strike the distracted Wurm, instead the moment she opens her eyes she’s confronted by the rapidly diminishing distance between her and the fist of the air propelled Dagura. Her eyes widen in time to receive the punch straight to her stomach. Her mouth opens instinctually as spit and blood fly out. Her body hunches over as her claws try to stop the fist that’s already landed.

A gasp of pain follows gagging as Dagura refuses to remove her claws. Twisting them with far more force. “Nobody gets to kiss Anon but me!” Her scream rings with pure hatred. She finally removes her fist only to whip her tail into the ryu’s face. Kiyo has the speed to track the tail but not enough left to actually stop it. Instead in a moment of desperation she lowers her head just enough to avoid the lashing scaled extension. Her horns however don’t move fast enough to prevent contact. While she managed to keep her face from taking the brunt the brute force of the attack causes her to ricochet on the floor at high speed. Her body spinning wildly as it does.

“Got it?!” Dagura is infuriated Smoke fuming from her nostrols and eyes reduced to snake-like pin pricks as the body of the Ryu rolls over and over until coming to a stop by the far wall. With what’s left of her energy Kiyo gets to her feet and faces Dagura reluctantly. Her normally clean and proper self completely disappeared along with her smile, a scowl spread across her face as her make up runs down with tears.
“I… I won’t give him up.” She slowly slithers forward toward The wurm while her arms remain glued to her side. “My love for him… It’s the only thing I know for real!!!” Her arms bulge and her eyes shrink to slits before she…

1.	Jumps forward and readies her claws for a piercing attack (Quick fight over, back to cute girls)
2.	Transforms into a giant snake goddess (Long battle, completely destroying the library. No cute girls for a while.)

“Pretty girl!” Kiyo screams as she blasts through the air with her claws held forward. The edge waiting to find a soft spot of flesh on Dagura, her demented grin and eyes reduced to slits show just how little of her sanity she has left, the only thing concerning her right now is keeping you with her regardless of what she has to do to achieve it. Dagura sees through it. Her claw moves low enough to intercept it and hold it in place while her free hand cocks into a punch. Kiyo moves through the air too fast to rethink her strategy or even really think at all, her claws do manage to push Dagura back just a few inches but not enough to do any damage. “It’s over!” Dagura’s fist swing downward to Kiyo’s neck making contact just as the confused ryu looked up.

The sound of Kiyo’s face meeting the floor is followed by the intense silence save the slithering of the giant serpent. Her face bruised and battered as well her lip torn, all in all she resembles a fruit of some sort rather than a wurm. Regardless of that she smiles. Her eyes no longer wide with worry or anger but simple happiness as she slithers to you with her claws held forward to hug you.

You wake up at once when her claws wrap around you, at first in fear thinking Kiyo had won, your worries disappear seeing the smiling Dagura holding you up with tears of happiness streaming down her face. “D-Did you see me Anon? Was I cool?” You extend your hand and stroke her hair which elicits a cheerful giggling as well as her own head shaking trying to feel more of you.

 “Yeah, you were cool.” You didn’t even think about telling her you were unconscious. She smiles gratefully and brings you in for a tight hug. From her shoulder you realize she dropped a magazine to the floor. Your eyes are tired and the room shakes but you barely manage to make out the title “Shonen Jump?” You pronounce the name before Dagura jerks you forward with a renewed look of worry. “Doggy!!” She doesn’t waste time in looking for the wolfgirl hidden beneath a stack of desks and fallen shelves in a makeshift shelter. She seems alright except for a sprained hand which she licks dutifully. “Anon She’s hurt! We take her to the veterans!” You don’t correct her as she nuzzles the whimpering girl into her grasp.

“It’s okay now Doggy, nothing to fear.” She shushes the worried wolfgirl who slowly licks Dagura’s cheek while you think on what you can do. Dagura scratches her head and looks at you worried. “What do we do Anon?” The wolfgirl accompanies her by barking slowly and whimpering at you.

You shake your head to clear the cobweb and decide that the thing you need to do is…

1.	Take the wolfgirl to the veterinarian (Avoid further encounters)
2.	Call the police (Oni encounter)
3.	Call an ambulance (Vampire encounter)
4.	Custom

“We need to call an ambulance Dagura do you have your phone?” You put your hands on her shoulders which causes her to blush before she suddenly gasp in revelation “Yes!” She drops the wolfgirl at once who barely manages to get on her feet before taking out the pink danukia from her pocket. She stares at it for a few second without changing her expression of excitement at any point. “You do it!” She thrust the phone into your arms and goes off to play with the wolfgirl who now sniffs a pair of books thrown on the floor.

“Hello?” You speak into the phone as it rings absently. No response seems to come and you’re left watching Dagura throw herself on the floor beside the Wolfgirl as she repeatedly calls her in the cutesy voice that dog owners use. “Who’s a good doggy! Who’s a good doggy! You! Yes you are!” Dagura blows into the wolf’s face who likewise excitedly jumps back and forth before settling on licking Dagura’s face with her tail wagging excitedly behind her.

You consider maybe trying to carry the ryu before the other end of the phone sparks to life. “Hello this is St. Danuki’s hospital, can you state the nature of your emergency?” The voice on the other end is coarse and rough, a smoker’s voice you think to yourself as you explain the situation. “We’ll have a unit sent to your location in the next 10 minutes; do you need help meanwhile keeping the ryu conscious?” You look at the twitching Kiyo with her face buried in a pool of her blood and say…

1.	Yes, please give help on keeping her conscious. (Kiyo route remains open, possible friendship)
2.	No, I think I’ll wait for the car. (Kiyo route ends, no more kiyo until way at the end of the story.)
3.	Custom

“Yes, tell me what I need to do.” You hear a disappointed sigh from the other end as if she had hoped you would let her hang up quick. “Fine, first check for vitals and all that crap, you know?” You didn’t really know but you knew that people stuck their hand on the neck to check for a pulse, was that it? You did as you thought you should and were rewarded with the faint beating of a vein as well as a tiny groan. “She has a vital, what do I do now?” On the other end the sound of coughing followed by the distant voice coming closer. “Oh sorry, just swallowed my cigar, what were you saying?” A rough chuckle escaped from the other side as you explained once more the situation.

“Oh well, uh you could hold her head up… Or just make sure she keeps breathing and stuff. Maybe cover the bleeding bits… Yeah that’s all I got.” You scream into the phone for someone more qualified and receive the dead tone beeping of a hang up. With the little strength you can muster you throw the phone against the floor and kneel down to help the trembling Kiyo.

You place your hands underneath her and heave, in the background the sounds of happy playing and occasional whimpering remind you that Dagura and the Wolfgirl are still there. Regardlessyour efforts are rewarded by her turning over onto her face. Her body is flaked with purple and brown bruises and her face is almost unrecognizable underneath the torrent of blood escaping her mouth.

You hesitate, your skills in medicine were limited to applying alcohol and a band-aid as well as taking Tylenol whenever shit went down. Your trembling hands hover over her body unsure of what to do. You take a deep breath and decide to clean her wound, with surgical precision you move your hand closer to her mouth to clean it up. “A-Anon?” Her mouth barely opens but her breath escapes forming your name. You look closer and realize that even through her swollen face her eyes gaze at you with nothing less than adoration.

 Her claw darts up and grabs your hand with a steely grasp as she pulls you close. “D-Don’t…. Leave…” Her words are less than a whisper before she pulls you onto her chest and closes her eyes. Your ear placed right on top of her soft creamy skin hears the sound of her heartbeat, slow and doubtful but there at least.

You stay there until the ambulance arrives, she hums a garbled tune while you can feel your shirt turn sticky with blood and her eyes occasionally flutter open and close before you call out to her. The door to the library blows open once more and a group of paramedics shuffle in quickly with an extended stretcher held between the eight of them.

“Sir move over!” The tallest of the men grabs your arm as he tries to pull you away only to have his face knocked in by Kiyo’s spare claw. The ryu turns with a kindly smile to the remaining paramedics crowding around her with a variety of equipment. “He… Stays…” They nod solemnly as they get to work with you still held close to the serpent goddess.

The minutes feel like tar as the screams of paramedics and equipment fill the air. You can see Dagura arguing with a paramedic out of the corner of your eye but she doesn’t intervene at least. The time finally comes for her to be lifted and they do so quickly. She allows you to stand away but refuses to let go of your arm even as they put her into the back of the ambulance. Her eyes seem to fill with worry before closing. Her grip falls away just as she is lifted inside.

“You coming or what?” The tomboyish voice calls out to you from the back of the ambulance, you turn to see a pale skinned girl with blonde hair and red eyes calling out to you. “We ain’t got all day you know, hurry it up or we scram.” She offers your hand to you as the car rolls away slowly. You look at her and…

1.	Take it, enter the ambulance (Kiyo friendship, vampire encounter)
2.	Wave goodbye. (Kiyo route end, Dagura/wolfgirl continuation.)

You extend your arm and she takes a hold of it in time for you to not be dragged under the car. You have trouble maintaining your balance but with surprising strength she pulls you in. The ambulance inside is a variety of instruments and equipment all coming to life with lights, buttons, doohickies, and a wide variety of other functions. Kiyo on the stretcher is hooked up to tubes coming out of her mouth and nostrils draining away what seems like limitless blood as well as even more needles and IVs coming out of her arm.

You stare uncomprehending at the set up while the Pale-skinned woman watches the dials on one of the machines. “So…” She breaks the silence with an uninterested tone of voice. “How do you know this chick? Was it a lover’s quarrel?” She chuckles revealing two long fangs that protrude from the top of her mouth. “Not that I’m judging you know. We get these sort of calls all the time.” A tiny smile spreads on her cheeks in time for the ambulance to bump on the road.

“She’s my friend…” You look down solemnly and hope to avoid more questions but the vampire doesn’t seem in the mood to respect your wishes. “yeah yeah I know, but what about the juicy details? You don’t expect me to believe that a human knocked out a ryu do you?” She chuckles once more in that abrasive voice that kind of pisses you off. “A love triangle, two girls fighting.” You look up with cold eyes hoping to get her to shut up. All you’ve managed is to surprise her. Her eyes wide. “You mean… You mean that there are two women who want to date someone like you?” She laughs even harder than before while the ambulance pulls up to the hospital. A team is waiting already and Kiyo is ripped out of your grasp before you can say anything. You’re left standing awkwardly with nowhere to go at the hospital entrance when the vampire girlcomes up to you in casual clothing.

“Hey bud, no need to look so down. I know its tough shit when someone you care for is hurt but it’s not like you caused it. In the end it had to be this way.” She smiles for the first time with sincerity while extending a steaming cup of coffee. You sigh and…

1.	Take the coffee, hang out (Vampire girl friendship, ryu friendship)
2.	Refuse the coffee, go visit kiyo (Ryu stalker)
You take the piping hot coffee in your hands, the cup at least warms you up in the cold night and add some measure of comfort to your bruised body. The vampire girl pats your back before grabbing your wrist. “That’s a good boy, come on we got to meet with your friends.” She leads you away from the front of the hospital and toward one of the parked ambulances. “Friends?” You look at her confused but she doesn’t bat an eyelash “Tssk. You’d think you would at least remember your girlfriend you hot stud.” She swings open the door and the mass of green scales known as Dagura slithers out and into your arms. “Anon! We got to ride in the white truck!” She plants kisses on your cheek even with her bruises she is happy as can be, rubbing her nose against yours. “We should do that again sometime!” You laugh to yourself thinking about it.

“Get a room you two, there’s still shit that needs to be done.” The vampire girl pops up between the two of you with the wolfgirl held in her arms. “Where’d you guys get one of these, they’re cute.” She strokes the wolfgirl’s hair who in turn licks the vampire’s arm with a happy whimper.

“Huh? What you mean?” Dagura lets go of you to slither up to the pale girl who flicks some hair out her way. “I mean you guys have to sign off on a ton of shit.” She walks back to the hospital and you follow suit, Dagura holding your hand all the while and the wolfgirl biting on to Dagura’s tail being dragged along the pavement.
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The vampire finally comes to a stop at the hospital café, a grimy place with white lights where a few hospital attendants go to nap on their off hours. The only people whose eyes don’t droop like a pudding mix is your group and the Vampire’s. She produces a packet of papers which she throws onto the table with a thump.

“What is it? I already have pages at home for my crayons.” Dagura pouts while taking a seat next to the Vampire who chuckles slightly. “No silly, it’s a special page that you write your name on.” She pats Dagura’s head which causes her to close her eyes and giggle. “What exactly does it mean?” You interrupt their bonding as you sit down next to Dagura. The vampire turns to you with mischievous eyes. “Exactly what I said, insurance papers and all that shit , you know?”  You nod while not really understanding what it means

“I just need you and your cute girlfriend to sign here, here and here.” She flips up through a set of pages while Dagura blushes intensely before leaning on your shoulder and holding her hand up to your ear. “D-Did she call me cute?” The vampire looks at the spectacle confused before you tell her not to worry about it.

You settle back into your seat as the vampire girl drones on about a series of agreements and different hospital policies, basically giving you a rundown on economy 101. You catch bits and understand some parts but the majority makes no sense to you. Dagura meanwhile isn’t even paying attention. Her focus is entirely dedicated to drawing a picture of you and her holding hands on a napkin, her tongue sticking out in frustration and beads of sweat forming on her brow as she grasps the delicate pen in her claw.

“Got that?” You snap back to the vampire girl holding up the papers as she offers you a pen to sign. You decide to…

1.	Call Dad-Anon he would know what’s best (Skip vampire girl, go straight to friendship with ryu)
2.	Ask her to explain once more. (More vampire girl, Dagura makes a friend)
3.	Custom

“Can you run that by me one more time?” You lean forward and the vampire girl groans at your lack of understanding. “C’mon how much of an idiot can you be? I bet Dagura already knows what to do.” The mention of her name causes the dragon to look up from her drawing toward the two of you. “Right Dagura?” The vampire girl smile playfully and the wurm nods her head while putting on a brave face. “O-Of course, Dagura knows what to do!” She gives you a thumbs up and the vampire rewards her loyalty with a head rub “That’s a good Dagura, I knew I could trust you!” Dagura doesn’t resist the affection, instead giggling happily and allowing herself to be rubbed.

“See, I told you.” The vampire girl folds her arms triumphantly before handing the papers to you. “C’mon Dagura, I’ve got a tv set up upstairs with a funstation 3 with battlekappa ready. You feel like playing?” Dagura’s eyes shine like candles as she shakes her claws in excitement, she turns to you with a pleading expression while grabbing your hands. “C-Can I Anon?!” You tell her its fine but she seems insistent for no reason. “Is Anon sure he won’t be lonely?” She bites her teeth hard enough for blood to drip down her cheek but she doesn’t notice.

“I already told you, you can go if you want to.” You take your finger and wipe away the blood before she sees it. She happily grabs you in her arms and plants kisses all over your face While thanking you. Its only when the vampire girl calls out to her from the open hallway that she actually stands up to go join her. “Bye Anon! Take care of doggy!” She waves her claws before disappearing into the hallway.

You sigh and take a sip of your coffee, it wasn’t easy getting her to understand but she was a good girl. That much was something that you were certain of.

The cold aluminum table underneath you is comfortable as you slowly wake from your impromptu nap. You’re vaguely aware of a girl standing next to you saying something. You’re not sure what but it must’ve been important as she rose her voice “Up! Get… You… Need to… UP!!”  The words slipped back and forth until the annoyance of her presence was enough to get you up all by itself.

As if someone had hit a switch between dreaming and reality you raise your head at once and confront the screaming vampire. “What!? What is so important that you can’t give me 5 more minutes in my own… bed?” You look around at the embarrassed faces of the patients and the doctors enjoying their dinners and now enjoying the spectacle of the vampire screaming angrily at you.

“You’re hopeless Anon, maybe it should be Dagura taking care of you!” She snarled and gripped your arm like a mother chastising a petulant child. “C’mon asshole, you can’t go breaking a pretty girls heart like that, especially one who just broke my funstation 3 and has been crying for the last 2 hours that you abandoned her here.” Without a second to spare you get to your feet, her surprising strength drags you at once causing you to nearly lose your balance and fall face first into the shiny white floor tiles.

“Oh by the way that watergoddess girl that you came with woke up a few hours and has been screaming for you over and over again, I ain’t gonna opinionate but that shit seems really fucked up. Her wounds shouldn’t even allow her to wake up for at least 4 days.” She shrugs and continues dragging you down the hallway without ceasing until you reach the elevator. The insides are a velvet red with a large mirror at its backside you a full view of your disheveled hair and red eyes.

“Daggy’s up in the 5th floor at the left door 2 corners from the right, the water goddess at the fourth somewhere, I dunno!” She smiled mischievously as the large metal doors shut to a close behind you leaving you encased with only a song about nature’s rules.

With a tired sigh you punch in the number 5 and wait as sound of gears turning alerts you to the movement. The elevator opens up into a white hallway with a variety of doors both left and right giving you a wide choice of ways that you can fuck this up.
You tried opening only the ones on the left although that only succeeded in you finding a man who had his stomach impaled by harpy’s claws, a man who was suffering from an infectious case of Matango spores, and a man who was exposed to Ushi-Oni blood thrashing on his bed as he tried fucking the air with forceful thrusts. Although they were all equally terrifying it was the last one that convinced you to look for help instead of playing the guessing game.

Help however, turns out to be unnecessary. As soon as you begin to look for an attendant you hear her voice calling for you from the room directly to your right. Surprisingly it was the only one without a light on and you almost hesitated to look inside lest it be some sort of psychic creature trying to infect you.

The wailing cries of her voice won over your fear of death and you did what any insane MC would’ve done in your place. The cold door knob gave way with some effort as the darkness of the room beyond filled your vision. Before you even managed to take a step the blur of green scales known as Dagura decided to you join you outside. “Anon!” Her voice was cheery despite the wetness of her tears streaming down her voice. “Anon’s here now!” She didn’t waste any time or effort in wrapping herself up all around you as her face nuzzled against your cheek explaining how terrible it was.

“And then Dagura was playing bright tv game with vampire friend but vampire friend left and Dagura was scared and the bright tv turned off when Dagura tried capturing the pretty colors and it made a scary noise so Dagura sat in the corner but no one came!” She powered through her argument and with each word her grip tightened. Her sad frown turned into a smile as she suddenly realized once more that you were there. “But now Anon’s here and Dagura isn’t alone and he doesn’t need to go inside!” Her smile was apologetic as she shut the door behind her. “We can’t enter because… The light bulb is sleepy! Yeah!” She quickly lets you go and grabs your hand in her own. “I want ice-cream now!” She giggled and tilted her head while looking at you.

“Okay we’ll get your ice-cream, but first we need to make a stop.” You began the walk back toward the elevator while Dagura firmly and vehemently reassured you that she hadn’t broken any rules or done anything bad, even as shards of glass fell from her hair and a stray wire from the tv coiled around her horn like a Christmas decoration, you weren’t about to tell her that you already knew.

“Where are we going?” Her tail had trouble fitting in the elevator even if it was meant for extraspecies and even a few of them. Dagura manages to take up the entire space with her tail and uses it as a justification to cuddle up next to you. Her large breasts pressed against your arm while her face beamed with happiness.

Even from before you left the elevator you could hear her, the repeated screaming of your name was crazed and even a bit scary as evidenced by the shaking Dagura who clung to your arm like a scared child. “Is the meanie here Anon?” You could already see tears forming in her eyes before you pat her head and reassured her that nothing bad would happen as long as she followed your instructions.

The door gave way easily and the moment it did the screams stopped entirely. It was exactly as you would expect. Several tubes hooked up to the battered Ryu who’s face looks as if she had decided to skydive against concrete.

Even with her severe injuries she found the time to smile graciously at you and give a slight nod of her head. “Oh Anon and Dagura, how pleasant to have you as visitors.” She returned to the book in front of her while Dagura used you as a human shield to push forward until you were inches from Kiyo.

“I won you know.”  Dagura’s voice was muffled but clear enough to understand and the Ryu didn’t make any mistake in hearing it as she sighed and put down her book. “I know you did Dagura, take good care of Anon for me.” She smiled once again before diving into the book. It had shocked you to hear that response but to Dagura it must have fried her brain as she pushed you out of the way. “NO! You’re supposed to say that you’ll strike again another day! Like in my cartoons!” She was practically fuming as she stood over the calm Ryu who smiled back as if nothing was wrong.

“I really should shouldn’t I?” Kiyo closed the book which turned out to be a cleaning pamphlet for the medical gurney. “I won’t. I’ve read too many books and I know my place as the antagonist of this work. If I continue down that path all I’ll find is pain. Better to fade out into obscurity until the readers forget me as nothing more than a minor conflict.” She giggled slightly while Dagura stared with empty eyes and an empty snarl.

 “I uh... That doesn’t matter anyway! If you give up then Dagura looks like the bad guy so you should fight too!” You weren’t sure what was happening but at some point Dagura had extended her hand for Kiyo to shake while still maintaining her angry expression.

You got to your feet and confronted the two while kiyo stared confused at the pouting Dagura demanding that she continue stalking you. Kiyo turned to you ignoring the giant serpent who now stomped the ground in frustration. “Anon dear, will it be alright with you if I continue stalking you? Even if it’s just from the sidelines I do enjoy collecting your hair.” She smirked while one of her claws held back the enrage Dagura who desperately wanted Kiyo to shake her hand.

A weary sigh escaped your lips as you rubbed your forehead in frustration and mixed exhaustion. “Fine, just don’t hurt Dagura, or I will hurt you.” Your attempts to sound menacing and imposing were met with giggling from both the wurm and the ryu. “Oh Anon you have such a way with words.” Kiyo grabbed Dagura’s claw and shook heartily while still maintaining eye contact with you. “I’ll stop by on Saturday to collect hair from your drain and maybe steal a pair of underwear while I’m there.” She nodded and closed her eyes to signal the end of the conversation. Dagura must not have picked up as she pointed her claw to the sky and smiled.

“And I’ll be there to stop you!” She seemed proud of herself before grabbing your arm to go. Whispering into your ear on the way out while still speaking in a high volume that completely made it useless.  “Anon, since Dagura is going to be a hero we have a need to you of making me a costume!” You nodded while walking down the white hallways with the white fixtures blaring down on you from above. She didn’t understand the somber atmosphere of the hospital, happily slithering beside you with her hand in yours while discussing what ice-cream flavors she really liked.

You exited the hospital and into the cool night air wondering where you would go. You hadn’t noticed the wolf girl behind you as she picked up your scent and faithfully followed. You also didn’t notice how Dagura had stopped talking and now leaned on your shoulder while nuzzling herself softly waiting for you to propose a date like she had seen in her shoujo mangas so many times before. Then again the entire day had been spent already in what looked like a shounen manga and the cool air emphasized how late it was.

“Let’s call up your dad okay?” You turned to Dagura who nodded excitedly with her mouth open in a smile. “Yeah! Then he can eat ice-cream with us too!” You laughed and told her it was for a different reason which brought a frown to her face and a tear until you promised to buy him one too and bring it to him.

The walk toward the nearest ice-cream shop was far, and the walk to the nearest 24-hour ice cream parlor was even farther, despite the conditions it only seemed to pump Dagura up even more as she grabbed your hand and began the long trek accompanied by quick howling from behind.

The store itself was simple but well made, a modern look that went well with the fact that they only sold dippin dots and had a futuristic scene. The tired cashier accepted your money with a look that pleaded for death while Dagura and the wolfgirl pointed out the variety of flavors that the dippin dots came in.

“I want blue! Blue is the best flavor, and she wants strawberry!” You weren’t sure if that was actually what the wolfgirl wanted but it was your best bet to make her happy. The cashier rang up the orders and a zombie served them up, even she managed to look tired as she scooped up the balls of dots into cups which Dagura gladly took.

You hadn’t order anything, you didn’t really want to after today. Dagura seemed unaffected as well as the wolfgirl as they enjoyed the ice-cream with glee. You tried to think about what you would do afterwards only to find your interruption being Dagura’s spoon colliding with your nose at full speed. “You need try this Anon! Extra yums!” You tried not to wince while she guided the spoon into your mouth. It was only when she finished that her face turned red. “You have some. On your nose…” You didn’t know the reason for her shame until she leaned on the table with her lips. “C-Can Dagura lick it off for you?” She puckered her lips ridiculously and you imagined it must be a scene from a comic that she read.

What do you do?

You turned red despite how common it was for Dagura to suggest things like this. She seemed eager as ever with big eyes that gazed on your greedily and licking her lips. Your slight blush was nothing compared to the scarlet spread on her cheeks. Even if you knew that she had a thing for you maybe it wasn’t right to let her do this right now or like this. “Sure, I guess.” You said it anyway. Regrets be damned.

For a second she looked as if she were about to faint, her smile widened but her eyes filled with terror. She poised herself on the aluminum table which creaked with the weight of a dragon resting on top of it as she closed the distance between your face and hers until she was centimeters from you. Instead of using her snake tongue like you expected her soft lips pressed to your nose in an awkward pose while she licked it all up.

She only stopped once the cashier gave her a warning. “Mam those tables can’t handle the weight!” At once causing the dragon girl to lose her focus and fall on top of the metallic chrome with a strenuous clanging and the inevitable “Owe!” That followed. Dagura didn’t spend any time feeling bad as she quickly adjusted herself back in her seat to enjoy the rest of the blueberry ice-cream, although you couldn’t help but feel that she was quieter afterwards, a nearly imperceptible blush never leaving her cheeks.

You paid and went on your way with Dagura holding one of your hands and the wolfgirl nuzzling you with the other when Dagura decided to speak up. “Ice-cream was very much of the taste… But Anon’s taste is of better.” She smiled while burying her face into your shoulder to avoid making eye-contact. It was a happy moment for you walking down the pavement.

You reached her apartment nearing 12 o clock much to her parent’s annoyance. “You shouldn’t stay out so late Anon, Dagura is a growing girl who needs her sleep.” Father Anon chastised you while Dagura shrunk behind you, only making comments when things quieted down. “Dagura is already big; I don’t need more!” She seemed indignant at his supposition that she was somehow tiny even though she towered over her dad and was eye to eye with you most of the time.

“Dagura, don’t talk back to me. I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it!” He meant for it as a joke by the obviously silly tone and the smile on his face but Dagura didn’t pick up on it as she grabbed you and dragged you inside. “If daddy tries to hurt me then Anon will protect me like he always does!” She propped you up like a mannequin and then grabbed your arm tightly. You tried uttering an apology of some sort to her father but he laughed before you got the chance. “It’s okay Anon, my daughter has grown tough since she’s been hanging out with you. I can’t say it’s a bad thing.” He smiled and walked off to his bedroom with the tired look on his face and the heavy footsteps that clangored through the halls. Only stopping just before the door closed behind him.

“Anon, would you mind sleeping on the couch tonight?” His voice seemed tiny and faraway but it cast a great effect on Dagura who pouted and tightened her grip. “Anon wants to sleep with me. I need him for warming up!” Her eyes were reduced to slits as she coiled her tail around your waist only to have his rebuttal interrupt.

“You’re not a lamia sweety, you don’t need to warm up.”  Dagura opened her mouth but nothing came out of her enraged expression. Her eyes darted between you and the doorway until she finally turned to you with smoke fuming. “Anon, tell daddy that you are wanting to sleep in my room with me!” She inflated her cheeks with air waiting for your response.

What do you say?

“Dagura, you still need to respect your father. I’ll sleep on the couch for tonight.” You smile at the fuming dragon who tries dragging you away anyway. “No! Anon has needing of sleeping with Dagura now!” Her tug strengthened despite your protests until you were nearly in her doorway.

“Anon! No more of resisting! Please?” She stopped momentarily and placed herself within the room while you stood directly outside. With a heavy sigh you managed to finally get her claw off of your hand and stepped back. “Dagura, I like you and respect you, but you need to respect your father.” You tried to smile and walked back to the couch. Expectedly Dagura didn’t take it very well. Her knuckles turning white from the pressure as she stared hatefully.

 “Fine! Dagura sleeps alone then. I don’t want to hold Anon anyway, or kiss him, or holding of hands, or telling spooky stories, or even buying valentine’s chocolate for him… I don’t want any of that stuff with Anon!” The door shut with a heavy slam and the sound of her stomping tail against the floor filled the air. You considered going back but you knew that in the end it has to be this way if she was ever going to learn self-control. Soft weeping escaped her room for you to hear.

You closed your eyes and let sleep come over you. Your only companion was the seemingly forgotten wolfgirl who happily rested on the couch in front of you, her tail wagging happily and her paws scraping the soft leather as you slowly fell away.

Your eyes fluttered open to what you thought was a bug poking your stomach, you nearly panicked jumping off the couch until you met the gaze of the giant serpent girl in her pink pajamas with ryu plushy held in hand. “Anon?” She whispered and moved closer to you.

“Dagura broke her nightie light, c-could I stay with you. Room is too dark and scary… Please?” Her eyes were red and you could see the ryu plushy nearly tear from the pressure put on by the wurm as she begged you for company.

What do you do?

“Sure, just try not to crush me.” Unlike the wide and custom made mattress that Dagura used for sleeping this couch was only a fraction of its size. You wondered how she planned to even get on it when the obvious solution (to her) presented itself. She smiled as her arms lifted you up into the air and her embrace pasted your body to hers. The next step was obviously to get back on the couch in a vertical alignment for her to use you as a daki of sorts. “I am not of forgiving yet. Anon was wrong.” She pouted and constricted you further as her scales danced over your skin, the slight cracking of your skeletal frame was apparently not a problem to the giant serpent who placed her lips over your hair.

“I love Anon. Anon loves Dagura too so I’m happy!” She giggled and her warm breath spread on your face, her claws shifted as she slowly passed them over your body and her cheeks were stained with red along with her happy smile as she slowly drifted off to sleep with you beside her.

The sunlight hit your face in conjuction with the roar of curtains being drawn back. With a an annoyed expression your eyes to be greeted with the chirpy face of Dagura whose claws instantly grabbed your hand. “Wake up time! We need to do things Anon!” She allowed you to put your feet on the floor before completely ignoring your need for balance and dragging you to the kitchen where broken eggshells and spilled milk decorated the kitchen counter. “I made Anon pancakes, they’re his favorite!”They were actually her favorite but you ate them for the sake of civility and friendship. Her eyes were on you in an expectant gaze before she poked your shoulder “So? How did Dagura do?” She tried to hide her excitement and failed terribly. You told her they were very delicious and that you couldn’t wait to try them again. Despite the crunchy quality of the eggshells in your mouth it was actually not bad. Better than you expected from her anyway.

“Anon of where goings are we today? I want to play!” Dagura beamed at you and clapped her claws together waiting for your answer.

What do you say?

You glanced nervously at the clock on your phone and back to the Wurm whose hair was curled into messy strands and who still had on a pink pajama with white dots when the thought hit your mind. “Don’t you have to go to school Dagura?” She looked up with an empty smile and absent eyes as if she had forgotten what the word school meant.

“Oh…” Her smile didn’t fade nor did she panic but it felt as if with that simple “Oh” she had come to a terrible realization. Her spirit breaking as she realized she had already missed over 3 different classes before a new thought jumpstarted her brain. “I’m already late so I can skip the rest right!?” She seemed proud of herself on her faulty logic as you put away the dishes and cleaned up the counter. Nodding with her arms folded as if it were impossible for the conclusion to be any other.

“We’re going, put your uniform on and I’ll drive you there.” She turned to you with a horrified expression and trembling claws, her entire plan collapsing around her as you gently guided her back into her room to put her schoolgirl uniform on until a new idea popped into her head.

“I-I can’t! I forgot how to wear clothes!”  She gasped as the words escaped her mouth in a moment of inspiration before seeing you dig the uniform out of her messy closet. “I can’t go Anon, you should let me stay with you instead!”

You didn’t know if it was desperation or something else but she seemed insistent on being unable to attend school. Regardless you helped her put on the white shirt and bowtie and the long skirt which completely covered her tail. All the while she maintained her pleading until it became desperate.
For some reason it didn’t occur to her that she was much stronger than you during the entire debacle, without attempting to fight back you managed to get her out of the building with her purple backpack with a cheerful elf drawn on. Her protests died down into whispers half way through and she defeatedly grabbed your hand while she lowered her head.

The last attempt at reasoning with you came at the school gate where multitudes of mgs walked, slithered, and flew to class. Her hand clasped in your tightened and her eyes turned red with tears. “Please Anon? I wanna stay with you; you don’t bully me like they do!” She whimpered and grabbed onto you.

What do you say?

You nearly allowed her to skip school, the only thing that prevented you from doing so was the angry expression that Dad-Anon would have given you after learning that his daughter had been allowed to skip school because of her irresponsible boyfriend. You grabbed Dagura’s claw and hugged her. She hugged you back and laid her head on your shoulder as she nuzzled as close as she could. “S-So can I skip it?” you shook your head as she sobbed slowly. Some monstergirls walked by with hushed tones at the strange sight.

She finally left after you promised to get her two icecream scoops and a new plushy for her collection after school as well as accompany her during lunch which was in 30 minutes anyway. You waved goodbye as she slithered timidly toward the imposing structure all by herself. You couldn’t help but feel terrible for what you were about to do.

With the utmost care you sneaked behind her, you would have used a disguise or something but this was Dagura. She probably didn’t have the foresight to look both ways if you didn’t remind her every time. The moment you entered you were astounded by the incredible cleanliness of the school, the only person beside you and Dagura was a Scylla janitor who sweeped the floors with incredible efficiency. She gave you a weird look after seeing a grown man sneaking across the schoolgrounds but luckily she didn’t speak up and went on her way.

It didn’t take long for you to find out who was bullying Dagura, she made a turn to the left and immediately gasped in fear. That alone nearly sent you running after her before you remember why you had followed her. A wiry voice talked after that “Well if it isn’t birdbrain!” then another, slower and dull. “Forgot to come to school again dummy!?” A mix of voices laughed and you heard Dagura’s unsure voice.
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“Y-Yeah, silly me.” She chuckled nervously and a third unknown voice rang out, high and feminine. “Well don’t just stand there, give me what I asked for!” You heard scared wheezing followed by the zipper of something opening. “Here my lovely Kouhai, I hope it is of making happiness.” Dagura’s terror filled voice made you feel terrible, the next exchange only made you feel worse.

“What a good and loyal senpai. Why don’t we give her a hand girls?” The sound of the trios hands clapping were punctuated by Dagura sobbing. You had no idea what was going on but interrupting now would only succeed in humiliating her in front of her bullies. You allowed it to go on with your knuckles whitened in anger and your teeth gritting against one another.

Once it ended the heavy panting of Dagura filled the air as well as the chuckles from the trio of bullies. “Thanks for playing, now you better hurry off. Wouldn’t want to be late for class would you?” Dagura’s shaking was felt even here as her scared voice replied. “Yes mam.” The slow slithering of Dagura going down the hallway was only accompanied by the whisper from the trio as they continued talking.

You decided to reveal yourself when you were sure Dagura had gone, the hushed whispers rose in intensity until you could practically hear their bullshit from a few inches away. You walked into the hallway to find yourself staring at the backside of one of the few things you hadn’t expected a goblin girl holding hands with a slug wench and both of them accompanied by a tiny elf with large ears. None of them were higher than your chest and not one of them looked older than freshmen. You didn’t hold back anyway.

“Hey!” You didn’t expect the trio of bullies to shake when they heard your voice, much less to whimper at you with scared eyes and cower in your presence like children meeting a new relative. “Y-Yes sir?!” They shivered at your gaze and you began to doubt about what you were doing.

What do you do?


“You girls know Dagura?” You took a synchronized step as they simultaneously took a step back, the slug wench technically sliding back. “Who’s Duhguruh?” The goblin looked around and terrified all in one expression as you cracked your knucles. “The wurm, do you know the wurm?” Your eyes fixated on hers specifically and her expression of anger faded away into pure fear.

“Yes sir we know’er.” The goblin was quick to fold and the the two beside her likewise seemed scared out of their wits. Something in the back of their head reminded you that they were still children but they were children who had bullied your friend and that was not acceptable in any way. “Why were you bullying her?” At once whatever hope that this was something unrelated shattered in their minds as color drained from their face and their mouths opened in pent up fear.

“we… I was… They were.” The elf tried to speak up but with each word she stuttered herself back to the beginning until she was a sniveling mess on the floor, crying loudly while her slug friend rubbed her back and whispered words of confidence to her friend. That left you with the goblin who while terrified still stood up.

“S-Sir… She’s the only one who doesn’t pick on us… That’s why we pick on her…” The shame in her voice was palpable as she spoke shame and disgust toward herself and her actions. You looked at them closely and realized that it was probably right, after all these girls didn’t look particularly menacing or evil, but they did look like classic victims of bullying themselves.

“Do you know what happens now.” You should’ve dropped the tough act a while ago but you were enjoying this strangely enough. The goblin swallowed and looked up with eyes widened in terror. “P-Please… We didn’t mean I-” Her words were cut off as she slipped in her attempt to take a step back, her backpack which was unzipped also slipped and a barrage of tiny paper covered bang snaps fell on top of the slug girl and elf causing a raucous snapping and banging all over the,. When it finally finished all three of them were hugging each other in tears, completely forgetting about your presence.

What do you do?

You walked up to them, no longer maintaining your false aura of fear, more than anything filled with pity toward the trio of shitty monstergirls wrapping each other in hugs. In the end even if they were shitty they still deserved to be loved. And you guessed that the only person who had ever shown any of these three love were the other two. With a single hand you stroked the goblins hair out of the way and she involuntarily moved toward it for more. Using her hands to keep your pasted to her head and petting her like a zealous dog or a needy cat. All the while her and her two friends were  still sobbing.

They continued in that way for a while, you didn’t count but you did notice the Scylla slowly looking over the turn of the hallway with a curious face until seeing you trying to comfort the three monstergirls. They only finally stood up after you offered them some lollipops that you kept with you in order to reward Dagura on good behavior. They accepted the sweets begrudgingly and stopped crying long enough to allow you to speak at least.

“I understand that it must be hard being worst girl, but that doesn’t mean that you should take it out on another, more superior, monstergirl. Understand?” They nodded slowly while sucking on the grape flavored spheres of taste. “Good. Now look, I want you three to apologize to Dagura and be her friend. She is a good girl and she will forgive you as long as you don’t treat her badly again.” You got up to walk away only to receive backlash. “W-What if I don’t want to talk to the retard wurm?!” The goblin girl had stood up with a hint of red on her cheeks and a scowl of defiance.

You laughed and turned to look at her with a warm smile. All at once your warmth faded and your face turned as edgy as possible as you whispered. “Then you’ll be running when the sun comes up.” It seemed effective as she fell to her knees and nodded. The other two joining her as they proclaimed that they would be friends with Dagura from now on.

Where do you go (In the school)?

You turned back to the crying monstergirls who slowly picked themselves up off the floor with resigned looks on their face and were hit with a wave of regret. “uh, just so you know you aren’t the worst monstergirls, at least you aren’t a succubus or something like that.” You smiled, but your words had the opposite effect as the elf spread her wings behind her and wiped away the tears, which also removed her make up revealing blue skin underneath. “Oh…” You didn’t bother talking anymore as you walked away toward the office where you imagined you’d get better reception than here.

“Please take a seat sir.” The Roper secretary welcomed you as you watched with amazement at the way she handled dozens of documents with ease while seemingly paying complete attention to the call she was on as well as the computer in front of her. You were wondering why you hadn’t passed an administrative office before reaching here but it became obvious seeing this marvel.

“I’m just a friend of one of the students, a wurm to be exact.” You grinned back as a determined look spread on her face while she bit her lip in an effort to remember. “Dagura, right?” She clapped her human hands and her eyes filled with pride at being able to pick out on student out of the thousands that studied in this one high school. You nodded and said yes which only made her happier. “Oh she’s a joy to be around, very lively and enthusiastic. I know that at least she always tries to help me with my work when she comes here.” She returned to her typing for a bit until the hard knock of the principal’s office made her look up with a shock.

“Hey deary? Is Anon still in the hospital?” A weeping voice cried out from behind the door and the secretary quickly turned red. “Y-Yes Principal, we have a visitor as well.” She straightened out her vest and the voice quickly scrambled into an appropriate tone. “Yes that’s very uh nice. Send him in to talk to me if you don’t mind.  The two of you exchanged a look while she continued her organizing.

“I’ll go.” You smile apologetically at the roper who practically sighs in relief, whether she’s doing it for herself or for you is an enigma but at the very least she gains some color in her cheeks while returning to her work. The mahogany door in front of you gives way with a very slight creek and the your steps change from the soft thuds against carpeting into the dull clacking of shoes against hard wood floors.

That is until you step on the first of many, many tissues. All about the office are strewn potatochip bags, tissues wet with tears (and maybe something else.) and the dried remains of food. You swear that you can even see a devilbug scurry off into the corner before her voice calls your attention to the desk in the center. “Hello, are you a father of one of our fine students?”

Her skin is nearly an obsidian if not for the touch of violet, black sclera reddened with recent tears mix uneasily with an obviously fake smile that quivers in an attempt to hold back her sorrow. You can tell at once that talking to her more than necessary probably isn’t a good idea if you want to remain unraped. She doesn’t give you the chance to ask as she throws another question at you. “Is there any way I can help you sir? This is a school not a fastfood restaurant.” The soft weeping escaping her mouth is covered with giggling mixing into a sound not unlike a dying frog.

“I’m actually a friend of a student, Dagura. I came here to have lunch.” You nod slowly  and she does likewise before sighing sadly. “Let me save you some time and tell you to stop it before she gets stabbed in a jealous fit by another student, damn Cyclops…” For a second it looks as if she’s going to completely collapse before covering her face with her hands. You can still hear her wailing but now it’s muffled by her shaking hands with long nails covering her face.

“A-Anyway, I don’t think the school policy allows for non-family members to accompany students without prior notice or a pass…” She removes her hands and slowly looks up at you with closed eyes still streaming with tears. You turn to walk away before she makes another proposition. “M-Maybe I can make an exception… If you can prove yourself trustworthy.” You swallow in fear before turning back to the Apophis extending her arm toward you.

“I guess it can’t hurt.” You grit your teeth mentally while turning to face the now grinning apophis. You aren’t sure why she wanted to speak with you but it put you on edge by how her attitude had suddenly rotated from sad and desperate to completely calm while she used her tail to push out a chair for you.

You sat down beside her and smiled as best you could to the silent Apophis who smiled back with a glint in her eyes. The seconds dripped by like wax on a candle and the fear inside of you only swelled with the realization that she probably wasn’t going to speak.

You had to speak, scream maybe if that meant having her startled giving you the chance to escape. A lone bead of sweat trails down her forehead as a reddish tinge matches the red lipstick on her still unnervingly quiet smile. Her eyes piercing into you but refusing to make the first move.

You take in a deep breath in preparation for your escape. The muscles in your legs tense up in time with the sound of the curtains lightly slapping against the glass windows, the waving rays of light against the floors only add to the terrible atmosphere as they settle on her eyes giving them a menacing touch.

It’s time, you can feel it in your body. It’s time to… “I can’t do it!” You nearly jump at her sudden intervention. The feeling of dread is replaced by relief even before she speaks. “I’m sorry but I can’t rape you if you’re not my Anon… I was hoping that by thinking of him while raping you it would be even better but I can’t. You’re just not him.” Her neck slumps down on the desk while she sticks out her lowerlip making and exaggerated face of disappointment. You don’t know what to feel as she shoos you out with a “Do whatever you want… I don’t care anymore.”

The roper seems genuinely surprised to find you without your shirt torn to pieces and your pants still on, when you ask for a pass she covers her mouth and laughs saying that they didn’t use passes here, that it was a practical joke used on new students to scare them into behaving. You laugh alongside her before saying goodbye and walking out with a new handle on life.
10 minutes to lunch, where do you go?

You really should have just waited for lunch to begin, but your desire to see Dagura in her school uniform talking to her classmates was too much to resist. You weren’t sure what her classroom was but you knew her age and the rooms had a post outside detailing the students. Sure enough you found her name crudely scrawled on a list in the upperclassmen rooms. Each door had a small window in the middle giving you the perfect opportunity to peek inside while the hordes of monstergirls looked forward toward the board.

“Now does anyone want to read the passage on page 164?” A feminine if a bit quiet voice called out from a blindspot to the left of the whiteboard, the reaction was clearly that of disinterest as only 2 students raised their hand.

“I wanna read! I read it goodly!” You recognized her voice at once and swiveled to her location near the back of the class. It was easy to spot Dagura’s green  tail wrapped around her desk while she raised her arm with a strained expression on her face, repeating over and over her love for reading. The teacher shifted between the three of them before pointing over at the giant serpent. “Very well Dagura, read the third line if you can.”

Dagura’s reaction is to scream for joy causing more than a few of the students around her to bury their heads in the journals while groaning in annoyance. If she realizes what the others are feeling she doesn’t react to it at all. Nervous claws skim through the pages while she hunches on her desk.
“Founding of it!” She claps her claws once more drawing a renewed groan before clearing her throat loudly, even going as far as practicing her vowels before starting.. “Y-You have… brains in your he-had… You have…” She stopped momentarily to look up at the teacher “what are feet?” She punctuated her question by shaking the tip of her tail. “Just keep reading.” The answer was polite but the tiring expression showed just how exhausted she was.

“Okay!” Dagura gave a thumbs up before returning to her book. “In your shoes… You can stair yourselves in annie directions you choose…” She stops for a new reason, the bell ringing to be exact. It was a deafening loud bell that was responded immediately as dozens of monstergirls got up from their seats and shuffled out. A few giving you weird looks as they did.

What do you do?
You walk past them toward Dagura sitting in her seat while the teacher seems to berate her over something. ”Miss Shibanipal. We discussed that you can’t replace your math textbook with your favorite Dr. Seuss books, for the last time they aren’t the same thing.” She looks human if a little pale but Dagura isn’t having any of it as she shakes her head from side to side. “Books are book! You said read page 164, of readings I did!” The indignation in her voice kind of throws you off, before this moment she had always seemed ditzy and overly kind but now she seemed genuinely angry.

“Anon?!” Her voice turned to shock as you got closer. Any attention left on the teacher disappeared as she launched herself overhead toward you with a look of complete bliss, the floor rapidly meets your temple in conjuction with the tightening claws of the dragon wrapping around you while she nuzzles her cheeks into your shoulder. “Anon came to get me!” She giggles and smelled you like a dog sniffing her master who just returned from war.

“Smell extra Anony!” You weren’t sure what that meant but she didn’t give you the chance to debate as she lifted you off the ground like a princess while still smelling your hair and occasionally rubbing your stomach with her claws. The teacher didn’t object as she lifted you out of the room, the last you saw of her was a sigh of defeat and the shuffling of papers in her hands. You could vaguely make out an algebra book in her arms before the wurm threw herself into overdrive.

Her skirt flapped in the wind as she coursed through the school with a  gleeful smile on her face. “Date time date time, time for date with Anon!” Before you knew it the white walls of the school turned into the blue skies and grey pavement of parking lot beneath your feet. She finally put you down and gently kissed your cheek with her soft lips. “Where are we dating today Anon?” You could see tiny stars in her eyes while she paced up and down waiting for an answer. Didn’t she still have school?

What do you do?

Your first instinct is to give in to what she’s asking of you, it’s hard not to seeing as how she begs you for everything even when she could probably get it for herself. You were about to give in to her demands and take her out to eat when a guard Oni in uniform screams from the gate for the two of you to get back inside. The effect is instantaneous on Dagura who turns a deathly white and grabs your hand in a tight grip.

“Get back here before I call your parents!” That does it. At once she turns to you stuttering something illegible before you shush her and slowly guide her inside. She hangs on you as if she had never been here even when it was actually only your second time entering the school. Her face practically touches the ground when she apologizes repeatedly over and over to the guard who turns to you with tired eyes and tells you to take care of her.

“I was bad and I know it please of forgiveness be giving.” The soft weeping emanating from the large serpent girl reminds you of katla as you slowly pick her up off the ground and get her to walk with you, even then she still cries and buries her face into your shoulder with shaking claws grabbing you for security.

“Are you forgivings to me as well Anon?” She still hasn’t completely regained her composure as she refuses to look up and you can still fear the wet warmth of her tears sliding down her face and onto your shirt while she holds on tightly. You reassure her various times that it was a simple mistake that anyone could make. At first she seems to perk up before turning even whiter than before.

“I-I-I kn-knew i-i-i-it was wrong… but I did it anyway!” She stutters while shivering in your grasp in such a way that made you feel like you had just sentenced her to death. Your reassurances only get you so far before she finally convinces you to help her write an apology letter to the guard and a gift to make her feel better.
She finally stops crying in time to reach the cafeteria, the familiar faces of the previous bullies pop out at you from the far end where they sit by themselves, at the same time you manage to spot another wurm sitting with a lizard girl at the separate corner of the room talking quietly. Then again maybe after her recent emotional outburst it would be better to sit by yourselves to give her some space.

What do you do?

“let’s sit by ourselves okay?” You turn to the wurm who nods while humming happily. “It’s better when I don’t have to share Anon, I want him only for me!” Your cheeks burn unexpectedly and you can tell your blushing even if you don’t want to admit it. It only makes Dagura that much more amorous as she plants a kiss on your cheeks before dragging you to the lunch line. “Anon’s face is warm, is Anon getting sick?” She turns to you with worried eyes while slowly slithering along the railway leading up to the kraken lunch lady serving spaghetti at breakneck pace. You almost feel grateful that Dagura doesn’t understand what a blush means as she serves up a plate of the noodles for you.

You guide her slowly while carrying the plates over to a table at the farthest corner where only a few souls sit and gather around the tables to talk. You spot a wide variety of rare or unpopular Monstergirls sitting together. A fairy, a Kesaran Pasaran, and a leanin Sidhe all sit together in the same hot bowl of water like a bubble bath. Another table sports a group of delinquent Cyclops girls inserting nails into their bats, they snarl and howl at you before seeing Dagura following behind. The last table sports a purple dragon girl with strange clothing playing alongside an even stranger catgirl with purple hair and a girl in a suit and floppy tophat floating a few inches off the ground while drinking tea and talking to the other strange monstergirls.

Soon enough you reach the table and sit down alongside Dagura who rapidly warms up to nuzzling her head into your shoulder while stuffing her mouth with spaghetti. She finishes her spaghetti quickly and takes yours while smiling apologetically at you, you weren’t really hungry for it anyway. You were only here to accompany her.

She devours the noodles and turns to you without a second to spare. “Okay I’m done let’s go home now!” Her smile widens and she pleads with you while still wearing a red stain of tomato sauce on her cheeks. You try to let her down gently but she refuses in short order, claiming that the rest of the day she had physical education and informatics which she wasn’t allowed to use since she broke the computers last time. In the end her begging only manages to catch more attention to the two of you and you haven’t managed to convince her at all.

What do you do?

You don’t know why she feels so strongly against schooling but it isn’t something you should ignore, at least not right now when you have her in front of you and you can actually help her. “Is anything wrong?” Those words change her attitude as she goes from insistent to quiet before you can finish speaking. Her eyes trail downward until she mumbles something at the floor while her claws fidget against each other at her waist.

“What?” You needed to know what she was asking, at the very least you wanted to be sure that she was alright, which judging by the way she refused to look at you wasn’t true. Your answer came quickly as she forwent speaking or trying to argue and skipped straight t hugging you tightly. Her head held against your chest while she spoke into your chest illegibly, the warmth of her breath tickled you as you tried calming her down or at the very least getting her to let go.

The minutes tick by and the alarm rings, the hordes of monstergirls howl, jeer, scream and sing their way out in a great ruckus that nearly convinces Dagura to look up. Unfortunately it isn’t enough and she remains with her lips pasted to your chest. Her resignation finally comes when the janitors begin mopping up, and it comes in the form of lifting you up while still held like a doll and slowly making her way out of the room. At no point did she try to speak to you, the halls of the school turn into stairs leading ever higher. You meet with several other students who avoid the two of you or at most make a comment before going on their way.

Your journey finally comes to an end when the stairs meet with a single metallic door. You feared for a second that she’d try to break it down, your fears go unanswered as she delicately unlocks it and seamlessly slides it open revealing the soft blue sky above your heads and the grey asphalt beneath your feet.

“Anon, I got important thing to say. Listen to Dagura?” She looks at you with narrow eyes that betray her nervousness.

“I… I don’t like school.” The way she says it makes you feel it was meant to be a big movie reveal, the revelation of a lifetime, at least that’s the way she acted with one claw to her forehead and a fearful look on her face as she slithered away.

“Okay?” You didn’t mean to sound condescending but there was a limit on how dense a girl was allowed to be and she was surpassing it by far. You enjoyed spending time with her, that was evident by the way you followed her around at the drop of a hat, speaking of which you couldn’t remember the last time you went to school or even talked with classmates. How many days had it been since you began to hang out with Dagura?

“Oh… Well than Dagura has second A-noun-semen!” She raised her arms dramatically toward the sky and bellowed while maintaining her obviously uncomfortable position. You’d have to cut her supply of manga if this was a sideeffect of reading so much of it. At the very least maybe it was time to stop giving her shonen.

Your train of thought is lost as she turns and rushes to you quick enough to close the distance before you can blink. You expect her to hug you like she always does, instead when you open your eyes you find her kneeling in front of you with a hopeful look on her face and teary eyes. “A-Anon?” Her words sound anxious but she looks up anyway.

“Yes Dagura?” You heard an audible gulp as she swallowed down whatever she was feeling and reached into her pocket. The traces of melodrama fade into very real drama mixed with copious amounts of highschool awkwardness. She fumbles for something in her pocket and reaches out while still keeping her fist closed.

“I-I love Anon… Extra love Anon… I Love Anon Plus infinity!” With every repetition of her confessions her claw slides open slowly revealing two water bottle caps with carved out centers. You feel your knees weaken as she speaks her next words. “Please of marrying to Dagura be…” The wind dies down and in your chest a pressure builds up as she patiently holds out the crummy rings that she made. You can vaguely see your name carved into one of them.

“Dagura doesn’t want school anymore, when grades of bad come daddy is disappoint. Teachers are meanies and students ignore Dagura…” Every word brings her closer to crying, you can even hear her sniffle before smiling up at you.
“But Anon doesn’t of ignore Dagura or disappoint in Dagura. Anon loves me for who I am!” In her excitement her claws shake. You’re not sure what you’re feeling but it makes you wonder if you should have come here. “I want Anon to be with me forever and to have babies with Anon and build snowwurms with Anon and play tag with Anon (even though I’ll always win) and more than anything I want to hold Anon close to me and never let go!” By the end her compassionate whispers escalated into passionate screams of undeniable adoration. She pants out of breath while waiting for you to respond.