Just turned 19 this morning
Still a kiss-less virgin, most proactive monsters in high-school where intimidated my overprotective sisters.
My Echinda mother is wonderful, she is very doting on her only son.
She is very efficient at what she does whether that be managing my father's multiple outlet malls. Making excellent dinners, keeping the house running, making sure her children and husband are as happy as possible.
It is evident my father is very happy as I have 5 sisters
What my mother is most efficient at though is making “dangerous” monsters
Hannah is my second youngest sister and has been in a constant state of youthful rebellion since she turned 13. She's a crimson red Oni she's still a junior and has to be convinced by mom or one of my older sisters every morning to not spend all day skipping and wasting her allowance at the retro arcades in dads outlet.
Beatrice my caramel cream Minotaur sister. She is the second oldest an doesn't spend much time around the house anymore. You can find her most of her time at her husband's family estate. They are quite well off. So much so she doesn't actually need to work but she helps maintain the building dad owns to keep busy and stay connected to the family.
My alluring indigo eldest sister an Echidna like mom and is a second mother to me. Her name is Isla, blessed by the Demon Lord with a super uterus like mom. With mom being a paragon of her race and being surrounded by young children at such a young age she developed a strong maternal instinct, well younger than most echidna would. She works as a school nurse and kept a constant eye on me as I went through school.
She would conveniently call me to her office the exact day some Cyclops was trying to partner up with me in woodshop, or the time when a budding demon girl tried to slip a contract into the slips I had to sign for a school trip
repeat ad nauseam
Cassandra is a Red Cap through and through she is the middle sister and a year older than me. We were tied at the hip during high school. Also most likely the reason why my group of friends during that time was only platonic. All of them either being bonded monsters or other guys being the only people I could talk with without them being interceded Ilsa of scared off by the soul-piercing gaze of Cassandra, I'm sure her improvised cleaver didn't help either.
my youngest sister Morgan is a dragon. My mother truly outdid herself with her, she could bend steel beams or even melt them her breath. She loves her Oni-san wanting to spend as much time with me going to the park collecting things to add to her hoard and making sure the other 10-year-old lizard type girls are sufficiently jealous of her kaleidoscope of a scale pattern.
Being the only son my mother is still to this day extremely protective of me when it comes to…
<l-l-lewd things…
This was a herculean task for my mother
I cannot imagine the cost of soundproofing my room, monitoring all entertainment that I would see and bribing the local school districts so I would always conveniently put into another class when discussing sex ed.
I'm not a dolt I understand the pistol and stamen and all those things. But I did not conceptualize how my spirit energy effects monsters around me. I was sheltered by ignorance and constant guardianship by my mother and sisters.
I have no idea when they planned to let me in on the big secret on how mom and dad actually made me and my sisters.
The only time I had a reprieve from this constant supervision was at the mixed martial arts school renting space in one of my father's outlets.
The owner is a very well endowed Manticore, her hips would have my mother jealous with their childbearing capacity. Tail thicker than my thigh, mane so fluffy it should require a license, her wings could envelop her husband and daughter.
Her Bosom rivals my sister Beatrice's, yet they must be more form than function, as her only child my truest childhood friend Sophia seems to have lacked the nutrients to fill out as her mother has.
Sophia is my oldest friend, we've known each other since we were both 8.
She has never been very confident with her looks although I could not fathom why. Her mane a gray speckled with black it's not as striking as her mothers rose coloration, yet still has the softness that should be unknown to mortals.
Her wings are proportional to her body which would normally be quite in line with her specials if it were not for her inability to grow past 5,4.
Her Bosom is pushing a B cup or at least that's what Beatrice tells me.
Sophia helps her mother run all the classes at their dojo, doing this since the could stand has given her a body so toned I've seen body some amazons drool at her muscle definition. Any time I would bring this up to her she turns every shade from crimson to burgundy, quickly followed by a quick jab.
What undercuts her confidence the most is her tail. The appendage is noticeable long for her race. She's unable to wrap all of it around her leg, granted she does not have the longest leg but the point stands.
The Bulb with a capital B is what's most striking about it.
Most manticore bulbs have 12 or so spines maximum at any one time, Sophia had near 30 with a slightly smaller bulb. That concentration of aphrodisiac in such a small area must have some government agency dedicated to monitoring it.
On any other core this would be a source of beaming pride. But Sophia's family are Mormons.
They take their faith quite seriously. Sophia only has 2 outfits types a head to ankle dresses with different colors to compliment each season covered with thrills. The only compromise on this was her training uniform whether that me a tracksuit or her Gi. No piece of clothing in her wardrobe would go halfway to her knee.
But what's never compromised is a fusion of a bow and sock for her weapon of mass lewdestruction. Part protection from her spines, part decoration.
I'm the only person she talks to socially outside her family or network of other homeschooled kids.
She knows my mother as she likes to visit most of the family of the business owners in the outlet.
Outside of Morgan being part interacting more out of the unwillingness to part herself with my pant legs than a true desire to interact with Sophia she only has met Beatrice and knows the rest by reputation.
Growing up around monstrosity strong girls it's hard to impress most people with feats of physical strength. Beatrice had some private conversation with Sophia around when we turned 16. I couldn't hear what they were discussing but I and the rest of the dojo saw the conversation was resolved with Sophia suplexing 350lbs of muscle Minotaur onee-chan. Luckily Beatrice to it good humor and Sophia always avoided what they discussed but with such a feat I decided not to push the envelope too far.
After this happened I never really gave it much thought given my Sisters Disposition. But This birthday will change my life forever.
The first hint that today would be different than most was I actually got to sleep to a solid 10:00
No thundering of the door by Morgan wanting me to get her sugary cereal down or Cassandra demanding I assist pick out her cap for the day. Not that I can tell the minute difference between each one, or dad doing his rounds to let everyone know mom has finished her migas.
Just the songs of mocking birds echoing through the cracked window.
Heading down the stairs the none of my family could be found. Their only trace was a list of errands for me that would send me all over town.
I can't find any keys even though there are still cars in the lot
The bike it is.
The first task on the note was to pick up some paperwork from the back office at the outlet.
The outlet is around 20 miles away
Halfway through the trip I stop my bike so fast I almost lost my first kiss to the pavement.
The smell serenading my nostrils radiating from the best pastry in the county
It's my birthday, I'm spending it huffing it without a car because my parents can't wait a few hours for some paperwork. I wanted some pastries dammit I'm worth it.
A mom and pop run by a quite mantis family.
Their door is always open so the scents of cakes pie's cobblers waft outside.
My mother told me it's a tradition from the old country to increase foot traffic. Not that it's necessary with the intricate designs and top-shelf love baked in.
The part-time ogre they had the front counter took my order 2 slices of flan with caramel topping.
The order was placed under the Smith family.
Flan usually doesn't cause this much noise in the back room though.
The jade carapace of miss Culvert the daughter of the bakers came out of the back with a large package in hand calling for Smith.
Normally as serene as a preset screen saver the young culverts eyes flare into saucers when she sees me coming to pick up the package 10 times to large for a few slices of flan.
I don't know why but my face must not have been what she was expecting when she was giving an order to a member of the Smith family.
She just froze mumbling sorry sir this order is too soon over and over.
She short-circuited
<I broke her
The young part-time ogre springs into action after the daze of them from the whole spectacle dissipates.
I'm sorry sir it looks like we grabbed the wrong order, exciting stage left pushing the mantis in front of her.
A few apologies and slices of flan latter I'm back on my way
There was no mistaking though stopping by the bakery was defiantly not on the list left for me.
So what was the package for?
The rest of the trip was uneventful
It's high noon by the time I arrive one slice of flan left and some paperwork that needs retrieving.
It seems I'm not the only one weak the mantis baking.
A creak followed by the hypnotic sound of claws clacking against the pavement indicate I'm being followed.
<”no plus one today? I do hope little Morgan isn't ill.”
Finally announcing her presence Sophia's meek voice clashed with her gi and sheen of a mid-exercise sweat.
Her sapphire eyes scanning me for any indication for my change of normal behavior.
I always feel so embarrassed when she does this, I don't know why you'd think living with a redcap would build some sort of immunity a gaze, but something about the way she looks at me with such intensity makes my heart rate increase. Not that I'd ever admitted it though.
<”You're doing it again… you know the uh um breathing thing” her ears holding down as she tries not to notice the sounds my body makes.
I can tell it's bothering her. Her tick present from childhood comes out at times like this where she grabs her tail and starts ringing it
”I had to bike to my dad's office for an errand, and I couldn't find the keys to one of the cars”
<”Maybe you wouldn't be short of breath if you didn't ride around with cake in your bike.”
I inhale deeply hoping it would buy me enough time to craft the perfect rebuttal to her observation
”…shuddup”
Absolutely genius
A toothy grin creaks on her face. The usual pure stoicism of her face contorts to a smug sign of victory dissipating as quickly as it appeared.
<”I just have a spirit energy substitute shake for lunch. You should share the cake with your best friend.”
She can't even keep her voice straight while saying going into a giggle halfway through.
”Sorry sister I wouldn't want to have my second slice of sweet perfection come between you and the tenet “though shalt not eat what tastes good.”
<”Second? Brother Daniels said indulging is sinful for the body mind and soul. But brother Daniels also said it is a sin to waste so let me bear your burden.”
That smug grin flashing back momentarily. Her tail released from her muscular paws now twitching behind her with delight.
”That simply cannot be sister superior I cannot let your pallet be tainted by my delectable flan.”
Her serene eyes flare with the scent of a challenge, with a decidedly gluttonous glint in her eyes.
<”30 seconds”
”wat”
<”Stay on your feet for 30 seconds in a sparring match and I will give you a ride to wherever around town. But when I win as we both know I will, you will give me the rest of the flan and you will have to jog back to your house. God knows you could always use more cardio”
Morgan must have been rubbing off on me because my logical brain tells me the chances of succeeding are a magnitude lower than slim.
But I have a secret plan.
With this hidden knowledge I have discovered I CANNOT FAIL.
The stage is set, the dojo empty except for the 2 combatants, timer at the ready, the hum of the air conditioning the only thing audible.
Sophia's deep rhythmic breaths put her in the trance as she tries to decide which stance to counter my moves.
She will find no weakness. My power stance would make the CIA's knees molasses with envy.
<”Go”
She's immediately on the back foot as I stride towards ruining her concentration surprising her by forcing her on the defensive.
Her arms prepared for a feint as I outstretch my arm her. No quick movement just a slow advance towards her scalp.
Her heads scrunches back in surprise.
Touchdown, final victory my hand is now ruffling her hair soft as silk my fingers working behind her ear.
<EEEEEEEEEEEEEK
The confused man-eater grips me from the front her back spinning back to suplex me like she has done to my sister.
The sudden rush of adrenaline released by my now airborne state gave me a moment to self reflect on my decision leading to this.
It was foolproof I saw the student consul president calm Hannah down when she was in a rage at being suspended again for coming to school late. Her normal tempest of a temper totally disappeared within seconds when the two where alone.
What about his technique did I not grasp I'll have to ask Hannah when I'm conscious again.
Sophia's panic changed both our lives forever in that moment her whip of a tail caught my shorts sending them on the opposite trajectory of my body.
The biggest regret of my life is that I was unable to see the face of Sophia when my cock flopped out slapping her in the face.
with my meat shaft resting on her nostril and lips I can feel the inhalation
My male scent totally enveloped her. Her brain soaking with the sweat of my dick the scream and breaking of my spine never comes.
The next sensation I feel is numerous bones shafts of lust hooking me like a fish keeping me off the mat.
<Mother you never told me it would smell this good
I feel tingly please help.
