Everyday Life with a Humanboi (Chapter 6)

"Say 'Ah'~!" Kora sang yet again as she fed me the reheated miso. Opening my mouth I gulped the spoonful. The bowl's contents were less than a third of the starting amount yet my manticore caretaker insisted on saying that phrase each time with such warmth a glee. I felt there was no harm to it with all that she blamed herself for in the stinger-incident.

To our relief my genitals did in fact return to normal though they did feel a little sensitive now, a faint tingling like I had been edging in a recent climax. The day's events had left me as a boiled noodle though, which had us worried what kind of long-term effects the venom might have left me with.

For that moment, however, I decided to just enjoy the peaceful meal with Kora. When I finished the last spoon of miso I took the pill with another glass of water with a straw. The second time downing the tablet was no easier than before, but I still managed to swallow the necessary pain medication. As I laid back down, my redheaded caretaker took the dishware off to the kitchen and returned right away to sit down next to me again.

"Before your meds kick in," Kora began as she sat with her furred knees to her chest. "I wanted to ask you some things, Kazuma."

Turning to look up at the monstergirl, I blinked with a smile. "Um, sure. What is it?"

"Well..." she began with a blush and shy smile. "Where did you come from? I just realized I don't know a thing about you despite all that's happened..." her eyes avoided mine for a moment as she got pinker in her cheeks.

I was surprised by this, because she was absolutely right. I decided to make use of what limited time I had of being coherent as I began.

"Earth," I said with an honest smile.

"So...Like in the forests or something...?" Kora raised an eyebrow at me.

"Nah," I snorted. "Just from what I can tell, I'm from a parallel version of this world, or, wait. Maybe it's the other way around...Ah! Anyways! I'm from Japan myself."

Kora's yellow, feline eyes were wide like saucer plates, her fangs visible as her mouth hung agape in surprise before melting into an excited grin.

"So you're from a world where humans and monsterfolk live together?!" She asked in a hushed but energized voice.

"Ah, no," I shook my head. "In my world, monsterfolk are all creat-...beings of myths and legends with no legitimate proof of their existence. Kinda the opposite of here," I chuckled a little.

"Wow..." Kora gulped. "That's...hard to imagine..."

"Well, think of how I feel here."

"Yeah, I suppose that is the same feeling," the monstergirl rubbed her chin with her purple paw. "But unlike us, you humans just walk around naked like it's no big deal. To us that'd make your world kinkier," she grinned with a blush.

My face burned scarlet as I looked to the side.

"What?" Kora asked with surprise.

"Um..." I laughed uneasily. "We wear clothing just like your kind do for the most part. I've just not had the chance to ask for...something to wear yet because of everything that's happened these past two days..."

The room became completely silent. Hesitantly, I looked over to Kora to see her with a nervous smile and a tomato-red face as sweat accumulated at her forehead and her ears wilted.

"Y-You mean...all this time..." she asked shakily. "We've been f-forcing you to be shamelessly exposed...?"

"Uh-! I-I wouldn't say you two were f-forcing me..." I managed to laugh a little. "But it wouldn't matter anyways since there's no clothes around here for a guy my size or-"

Kora rolled onto her back and completely summersaulted in reverse before bouncing onto her hind paws and bolting out the room at cheetah speed on all fours. I laid there, confused as hell at what just happened as I stared at the door for a few seconds before the manticore girl scrambled back on her hind legs with a small pile of folded clothing in her furred arms. Her face was still crimson and her tail fidgeted nervously as she plopped onto her knees and sat me up.

"Uh...Kora...?" I asked with some apprehension as she suddenly pulled a massive shirt over my head and directed my weak arms through the short but spacious sleeves. Before I could make any objection she then laid me on my back again as she flung off the futon's covers and strung a pair of loose-fitting shorts upon me hips and secured them with the drawstrings. And as soon as it all happened I was tucked in again as Kora finally forced a smile with her embarrassed face.

"Th-There! All decent and proper now!" She said so sweetly that I just couldn't believe it was real. "C-Can't have you walking around here in our world with any less clothing than you c-could wear in your world! Yep! Gotta be decent and proper!" She said all this with her tail twitching and her bat wings trembling while half-folded. She looked like she was about to explode in embarrassment.

"Th-Thanks," I managed to respond. "Um, so anyway, wh-what else-"

"D-Dear me!" Kora stood up straight as she looked at her bare yet furry wrist. "L-Look at the time, Kazuma! It's already this late! B-Better get some rest to recover f-faster! I'll s-see you in the morning!" She then spun around 180 degrees as she stepped out in a robotic, stiff marching that broke into a panicked run down the hall with a squeak.

Alarmed, and puzzled, I looked at the doorway for what felt like forever. 'That was...weird...' I finally sighed and decided to rest my eyes and try to sleep anyways.

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I awoke to the sound of paper being written on in irregular strokes and scribing. Sitting up, I was greeted with the sight of Hippa at the peculiar desk apparatus doing some sort of paperwork. Oddly, she hadn't turned to face me as she studied the book and notes before her, jotting down things every few seconds or so. From a glance, she seemed to be so focused on the papers that she was mumbling things, likely what she was reading.

Slowly, I sank back down into the futon and quietly curled up. A chill ran up my spine as a tired, sympathetic voice asked,

"Did I wake thee?"

"Um," I slowly rolled over to face the older sister. "Yeah, but no big deal," I tried to laugh it off softly. I sobered up in my mood immediately as I saw the centauress looking like I hadn't seen her before.

Hippa looked exhausted, her pale skin tarnished by the dark circles under her tired eyes. Her luscious ebony mane was sloppily tied in a low ponytail and her night gown was a bit disheveled.

"Please rest, Sir Nishino," she advised me with a weak smile. "I shall take my studying elsewhere for thy benefit," she then bowed her head as she gathered her textbook and notebook.

"Wait, Hippa!" I blurted, covering my mouth at remembering Kora was just down the hall. The centauress ignored me without even a glance or flinch as she stood up and carried her apparent books with her as she left, shutting the door. Shocked, and a bit hurt, I tried to get up but found the task too arduous for my still weakened form as I clumsily laid back down, defeated. What had made Hippa so somber? Only one answer, though, came to me.

'I...must have really hurt her when Kora's venom had me all viagra'd up...' I cringed at remembering the horrific sound of the elder sister's pained moans and collapsing with excess semen squirting from her lips like a lewd fountain. I felt so cold, so vile, and...filthy from doing such an act to an otherwise pure woman. Recalling the previous day when I 'charmed' her in the bathroom did nothing to convince me that what had transpired when I was hormonally-charged was permissible in the least. And even if she really did throw herself to me all those times for my sake it must have pained her emotionally and physically to do such a thing!

Curling into a ball weakly I drifted into a deep slumber, reviled at myself. Day 2 sucked balls, and not in the good way.

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When I woke again, the first thing I noticed was the smell of something savory permeating from the hallway. The door to the room was still closed, but since it was western-styled it was allowing the mouthwatering aroma to seep in. I was reminded of stir fry from my mother's cooking. Pork, onions, peppers, and several other odds and ends. I salivated as my stomach groaned in hunger.

My back only felt mildly sore this time, and thus I used all my might to crawl out of bed and to my knees. Pins and needles stuck me in the calves as I tried to stand erect, balancing myself uneasily for a moment.

"Okay. First step," I mumbled to myself as I hobbled onto my left foot forward. Taking a breath I then went ahead with the right. With each step my rhythm came back and so did my balance. By the time I made it to the door I was back to my old stride (albeit weak still) as I twisted the brass knob to proceed. My feet met the cold wood floorboards with a slight shiver up my legs but became acclimated in seconds as I headed in the direction of the scent.

The hallway had a few pictures hung up, namely of the family's daughters in special moments. One showed Hippa standing with her kimono-clad mother outside of a high school gate with a calm smile. In the younger centauress's hands was a tubed case that she held onto tightly against her uniform-clad chest that was actually smaller than it was right now. For a moment I wondered when did centauresses peak in their growths? Gazing at the date written on the photo I found that this was from 2012, and it showed!

Closer examination of Hippa rewarded me with seeing how much she really had matured. Her face was still childish compared to now, and judging by her blazer and skirted uniform adorned body's proportions she had filled out over the years in not just her chest but even her 'hips' as the place where her horse shoulders met her lower abdomen seemed rather narrow. If the diploma in her hands was the same size as the ones in my world, then in this picture she must have been no taller than me!

Looking to her mother I saw that she had more than aged well since the family photo on Kora's desktop. As gorgeous and mature as the matriarch was in that older photo, I was shocked beyond belief at how much more beautiful she was at this point! Her skin remained pure white as before, no signs of laugh lines, crow's feet, or anything to suggest she was an older woman. Her hair was much longer by this point, a hime-cut identical to modern-day Hippa but longer in the back due to her much taller height. On that note, despite Hippa being taller as a high school graduate, the mother's height ratio to her daughter had not changed dramatically since the family photo! She must have been at least 8 feet tall! But the most astounding and impossible difference was her chest: even in the kimono, it was clear her bosom had expanded significantly since her daughter was a preteen. Only in hentai had I seen breasts so...MASSIVE. Each was easily TWICE the size of the previous one from the past. Was Hippa's mother really young when she gave birth to her, or did centaurs in general have gigantism?! I tried to ascertain how much bigger the mother's tits back in 2012 were to modern-day Hippa's, but got interrupted by a gasp to my left.

"Kazuma...?" I turned to see Kora stare at me with surprise. This time the manticore girl was clad in a dark grey tanktop and cut-off jeans that left little to the imagination with her thighs. But the most intriguing thing was what was on her tail. The four downward-facing spikes and the opening itself was covered completely in a dark crimson disk that fully concealed the stingers, and was made from some sort of matte rubber or plastic.

"Y-Yo," I waved with a smile. "Mornin'."

"Um....Afternoon, actually," Kora blushed. "But glad to see you up and about regardless," she smiled with warm glee as she sauntered up to me, her barely-clothed hips swaying hypnotically as she wrapped her large paws around my neck and kissed my cheek. "Don't want to rush things," she whispered huskily. "But after lunch, wanna have some...fun in my room? Just. The. Two. Of. Us," she breathed as she blew a soft, warm puff of wind into my ear as I felt a chill up my spine and a twitch in my dick as it reactivated at long last.

"Um...Sure, I-" I gulped with excitement building in my gut, but my buzz was immediately killed by the roar of another woman's voice from deeper into the house.

"Thou shall do no such thing!" Hippa yelled as she galloped to the hallway. Clad in conservative, western clothing with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, the older sister had her hair in a high ponytail and, surprisingly, a large frilly apron adorning her front. I took a step back in fear at the imposing sight of the centauress and her death glare, but noticed she was only looking at her younger sibling.

"Fine..." Kora let go of me and rolled her feline eyes as she faced her sister. "But the same goes for you too," she held her furred arms akimbo looking up at her tall stepsister.

"But of course," Hippa snorted as she titled her nose up snobbishly with a frown. As she looked to me, however, her expression immediately melted to concern and care. "Art thou truly feeling strong enough to walk?" She walked past Kora to gently clasp my shoulders. It was then that I realized just how tall Hippa was for the first time. I barely stood at 5'5", but Hippa was at least 6 feet tall as she looked down at me. I could smell the scent of spices and oil from her mixed with a scent that I could barely detect, nor had the chance to as the smell of smoke soon filled my nostrils.

At that exact moment I witnessed the centauress's nose twitch and her eyes widen before she hurriedly backed away and charged back to the kitchen, swearing under her breath in a language that sounded like English.

"Heh, and she says I'm a bad cook," Kora mewed with a snicker.

"Say what?" I turned to the younger monstergirl.

"Nothing!" She immediately covered her mouth. "C'mon, let's set the table. Lunch'll be ready soon, Kazuma," Kora smiled as she took my hand into her warm, padded paw and lead me down the hall with an adorable smile.