Monsterization: The Bully Doc' Used to Know.

>Be Anon.
>You are the school nurse in Mamono High.
>Somehow, most students call you ‘doc’ instead of ‘nurse’.
>You don’t mind the nickname.
>Despite being a foreigner, you managed to integrate pretty decently in the Zipangu lifestyle.
>This peculiar morning, you arrive a little late at school.
>You had warned your colleagues that you had to be absent a couple hours to fill in some papers, so you shouldn’t be missed too much.
>The school grounds are quiet.
>Everyone should be in class and there are no outdoor classes planned, especially with the storm that’s expected to hit in a few minutes.
>Quiet, but not entirely silent.
>You hear laughter near the gymnasium.
>Sadly, it’s not the pleasant laugh of youth.
>It’s something cruel and cold.
>What a way to start work.
>Rounding the corner you find a familiar group encircling one of your students.
>A young turtle-like Mamono with thick glasses.
>She’s kneeling on the ground, tears welling up in her big round eyes.
<”Aww, are you gonna cry? What’s wrong? What did the mean bullies do this time?”
“That’s exactly the question I want to ask you, Amane. So, what did you do this time?”
>The ringleader of the group didn’t notice you walking behind her, she whirls around to face you, an ugly grimace on her otherwise pretty face.
<“Tch, I haven’t done anything wrong, doc. We’re just helping our classmate in her moment of distress. Isn’t that right, girls?”
>Of course, her posse nods and agree with their overly made up friend.
“Alright, find better lies than that Amane. All of you should be in class. Except you Setsuna, you’re coming to the infirmary with me, gotta patch that scrape on your knee.”
<“C’mon doc, it’s just a scraped knee. Setsuna-chan’s a big girl, aren’t you, Setsuna?”
“Cut that out. Now, walk away and I’ll be nice, stay and you can be sure Kirumi-sensei will hear about this.”
<“Tch, I had forgotten these aberrations got your dick hard, doc.”
“If that’s how it’s gonna be. Come see me after class. If I don’t see you then, I’ll contact your parents.”
<“Whatever, I don’t care… C’mon girls, leave Doc and the freak fuck in peace.”
>With that, the group leaves, not without one or two whispering a few choice comments at you and the Umi-Osho still on the verge of crying.
“Alright, Setsuna, can you get up?”
>She nods, yet as she attempts to lean on her wounded leg, she trips and almost falls, thankfully, you manage to catch her.
“Okay. I’m carrying you to the infirmary.”
>“But, sensei, I need to get back to class.”
“I’m sure Kanna won’t mind lending you her notes. For now, just hold on to me.”

>It looks like it’s nothing too bad, still, she could use a dab of disinfectant, bandages and some pain relievers.
“Stay still, I’m gonna clean the wound.”
>...
“Wanna tell me what happened?”
>...
“You can trust me, Setsuna, I’m still a teacher.”
>“It’s alright. They’ll have to do better than that to break me.”
>The girl tries to give you her best confident smile.
>It’s a pretty good try.
>Still, you can’t help being worried for her and some of your other students.
>Lately, Amane and her group of ‘pro-humans’ have grown rather bold.
>You fear it could escalate into something far worse than bullying…
“Alright, I believe you… But should you feel you’re in over your head, please, tell one of your teachers.”
>“I promise.”
“Okay. And done here. I’d like to say ‘good as new’, but should the pain come back, the infirmary’s always open. Will you manage to get back in class on your own?”
>”I’ll be fine. See you later, sensei.”
>And with that, the turtle girl is gone and the infirmary is silent.
>Until the rain began.

>It’s a small typhoon out there.
>Mamono city isn’t in its path, but colleagues and students often check their phones for the latest news.
>The day is spent in this strange atmosphere of watching the storm rage on.
>From the infirmary, you have a pretty good look on the lightning bolts on the horizon.
>You watch as the students run under the rain towards the gates.
>The sight of a girl with a light limp being helped by her friends and sharing an umbrella puts your heart at ease.
>Then, you hear a knock at the door.
“Come in.”
<”Let’s make this quick, my friends are waiting for me to go to karaoke.”
“Fine by me. My question is: what happened to the Amane who joined the boxing club two years ago?”
>You remember her well, she was what some would call “typical Asian beauty”, with her pale skin, long black hair and her large almond-shaped eyes.
<”I dunno, I guess she grew up.”
>Hardly any trace of the girl is left in the young woman holding your stare.
>Too much tanning lotion and foundation gave her a strange, fake-looking visage, almost orange, her hair is similarly eye-catching, unnaturally bright yellow, yet, one can easily spot places where her attempts at home-dying failed, finally, the true soft brown of her pupils is hidden under abnormally large bright pink contacts, making her gaze artificial.
“I miss that student, she was a lot nicer that the ‘pro-humans’ Amane.”
<“Sorry doc, not all of us want to be half-beast or half-dead.”
“I did not teach boxing so you could bully those who were born different.”
<“Open your fucking eyes, doc! These monsters want to eradicate humanity! And they just have to flaunt their tits and they catch stupid men like you by the balls!”
>…
“Is that really what you believe?”
<“Yeah. You’d realize it too if you weren’t so busy checking them out all day long.”
“I guess I just misjudged you back then. You may go. Have fun at karaoke.”
<”Have a good weekend, doc.”
>…

>…
>You stay a while looking at the students departing.
>Outside, it’s almost night-time, the thick storm-clouds quickly snuffed the light out.
>You really could go for a smoke or a drink.
>Instead, you keep your head busy.
>You clean things, put files in order…
>Watch the last clubs trickle out of the schoolgrounds.
>Eventually, the guard knocks on your door, announcing that you’re the last ones.
>You join him and a few colleagues at a nearby bar.

>1AM.
>The Guard’s awfully nice to lend you his keys to fetch your wallet back in the infirmary.
>The alcohol helped wash away that bitter taste in your mouth.
>It’s been 33 days since your last cigarette.
>Under the porch of the school, you listen to the thunder as you breathe nicotine and the smells of the nature battered by the rain.
>Why the fuck do you even care about her that much anyway?
>She’s not the first student you see turn bad…
>Certainly not the last either.
>Something about a smile in your memory.
>You gather you courage and stand up, ready to brave the storm to get back to your car when you spot a strange shape at the gates.
>You see the shadow collapse painfully on the ground.
>A bolt of lightning briefly reveals the true appearance of the figure.
>With a swear, you run outside your shelter, almost slipping on the drenched ground and you short of throw yourself at the collapsed student next to the gates.
“Amane! What happened to you?”
<“Oh… Hi Doc, whatchu doin’ here so late?”
>Her voice is weak, her make up half washed by the downpour reveals a bottom lip cut, bruises on her cheeks, a swelling brow and a lot of blood from her nose.
>Next to her, two of her friends are unconscious, their clothes are stretched or torn, but nothing else looks abnormal.
“You… you carried these two?”
<“From Desdemona square… It’s a lot longer under the rain…”
“I’ll get the stretcher, gotta get you outta the storm.”
<“Sure doc… I’m just gonna… Nap a lil’… I’m fucking exhausted.”
“Stay with me alright, Amane, you gotta keep your wits! I’ll be right back.”
<“You’re the nurse here… Do what’chu need and… and shit.”
>Your teachers would’ve been proud of how fast you brought three patients to the infirmary.
>You get the heather to work, to make sure they stay warm despite their wet clothes.
>To your surprise, Amane did manage to stay conscious the whole time.
“Alright, I’m gonna call an ambulance and-“
<“NO! Hold on… I’m… We’re fine, I swear, Doc.”
“Shut the fuck up, your two friends are out cold and you look like you got ran over by a car. I can’t hide this.”
<“Let’s… Let’s make a deal, doc’, I’mma tell you what happened first, then… Then you do what you want.”
“Don’t be stupid.”
<“Yeah well, too late for that… It’s pretty much why we’re here.”
“… Fine. But if you fall asleep, you’ll wake up in a real hospital bed.”
<“Sure.”
>…
>You gently put a bag of ice on the side of her face, she winces, but doesn’t comment on it.
<”So, it happened right after karaoke. We, we might have had a little too much to drink, see, Tomo’s boyfriend works there, brought us real drinks and shit.”
“Is that why you don’t want me to call anyone? So you and that friend of yours don’t end up in trouble?”
<“Well, yeah, but there’s more, if you wanna let me speak.”
>You gesture for her to continue.
>How can she smile smugly at you when she looks that beaten up?
<“So, then, there’s that group that comes in, weirdoes and their fucktoys, the whole zoo, pretty much. There was a foxy lady, a snake, some slimy shit and a few boys and men too… and that one normal looking gaijin woman.”
“Friendly reminder, I’m a Gaijin too.”
<“Yeah but… Y’know, like, shit and stuff. And you smell good. Your cologne is nice too, but cold tobacco is awful. Also, did you hide some booze here, it smells like beer.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
<“Right, I knew you’d get it… So I’m like… Like, them bitches be recruiting that dumb whore or, like, whatever I don’t even remember, but I know it was a good idea back then.”
“You’re not being very coherent with me right now, Amane.”
>Honestly, you’re fucking scared that there is something wrong with her brain.
<“Hey, hey, you try to not get sleepy after carrying these two fatasses on like, I dunno how far Desdemona Plaza is…”
“You did good.”
<“Well, I wouldn’t have had to do good if I didn’t fuck everything up so bad…”
>A hiccup escapes her throat and a tear wells in the corner of her eye.
<“H-hold up, I got an eyeleash or something in my eye… Shit, alright. So, I go up to these fucks and I give ‘em a piece of my mind. Like, a good thrashing, y’know? I’m fucking ready to break their noses or snouts, whatever.”
“Jesus, how fucking stupid are you when you’re drunk.”
<“Pretty fucking retarded.”
“I didn’t teach you how to box for that sort of crap.”
<“You said that earlier today, getting’ old gramps.”
“So the Mamono’s didn’t like what you said very much?”
<“Nope. But see, it’s not the freaks who did that number on me. It’s the foreigner girl.”
“Alone?”
<“Yeah, the monsters just held my friends back while plain Jane had her fun…”
“I can’t just not call the police after hearing that, Amane.”
<“No, listen, it won’t work… See, once she thought I had my fill, she said something like she wanted to thank me for the fun evening, so, she grabbed me by the neck and just, lifted me off the ground like I was a feather or…”
>Her story trails off briefly.
<“I dunno how to explain the rest. She just looks at me… And her eyes become… like that weird hippie crystal shit, y’know, the colourful ones? Like mandalas of light?”
“K-Kaleidoscopes?”
<“Yeah! That! And… It was like the hippie stuff was being poured into my head. Everything felt fuzzy and wobbly. Then she just dropped me. To ask my friends if they wanted a dose too… I… I don’t even remember what was said, I was just, too dizzy, to really understand. Next thing I remember, she also did the Kaleidoscope shit to Rinne and Aiko.”
“Kaleidoscopic eyes?”
<“Doc’, what the fuck was that?”
“I… I dunno.”
<“It was the scariest thing I had ever seen.”
“I guess you got thrown out of the Karaoke and carried them here.”
<“Yeah. Honestly, Doc, I don’t feel too good. The hippie shit’s still in here, behind my eyes.”
“Alright, that’s it, I’m calling the hospital.”
<”No, just, wait… It’s just too warm here. I’ll cool down and I’ll be good, promise.”
“You don’t have a fever tho’… How can you feel warm with your clothes drenched like that?”
<“Dunno, but the ice’s helping.”
>Amane’s hand moves the cold bag to her forehead.
>To your shock, her wounds are barely visible, but her skin has started to flake away in large patches, revealing a healthy tan under the chemical orange.
>Feeling warm, unexpected physical changes.
“You’re monsterizing…”
<“Sorry Doc’, wasn’t listening, what’chu say?”
>Something small hits the tiled floor, odd colourful objects with small crystals. Her fake nails just fell off, replaced by gracefully sharp pink nails.
<”I think you lost something, Doc’.”
>You sit frozen next to her as entire fistful of hair just silently fall off. Only for even more to grow in its place, thicker, healthier shiny light blond.
>The girl’s finger rise to scratch at her scalp, surely it feels itchy.
>Confusion shows on her face, she plays with a strand of her new golden locks in front of her eyes.
>The growth of her mane stops.
>A different movement catches her attention.
>She observes, as if hypnotized by, the way her old skin on her arms dries up, cracks and scatters to leave room for the fresh-one under.
>Silence.
“Amane, how are you feeling?”
<”I still feel very warm. And pretty itchy on some other parts…”
>Probably the skin and hair changes elsewhere on her body.
>She sits up, and without a care in the world, removes her shirt, revealing the school bully’s lacy black bra.
“Amane!”
<“I’m just too warm, also, shouldn’t you examine me? I’m kinda transforming into another specie right now.”
“You sound a lot less tired now.”
<”Actually, aside from this heat, I’m feeling great.”
“Just let me be clear with you, if you feel like jumping my bone, I’m gonna fight back.”
<“Is that a common thing for girls who just got monsterized?”
“Very common.”
<“Okay cool… But no. I’m in control.”
“You swear?”
<“Yeah.”
“Alright, I guess I have to check if everything ‘new’ is working.”
<”Be ‘thorough’ with me Doc’.”
>She wiggles her bust a bit, flaunting their youthful suppleness.
“Quit the bullshit.”
<“Why so afraid, Doc?.”
>Her satisfied grin does not last long, it quickly fades, replaced by the most worried you’ve seen her in a long time.
<“Do I scare you, Doc’?”
>You simply caress her cheek with your hand.
“Let’s see what’s new about you, alright Amane?”
>Your touch brushes her fears away.
<“Yeah, alright.”
>The first thing you have to check are her ears.
>As expected, her ears are now pointy, slightly higher on her skull and covered in soft velveteen fur.
>And, of course, when you take them between your fingers her reaction is instantaneous.
<“KYA! Where the fuck do you think you’re touching?!”
“Where do ‘you’ think I’m touching?”
<“Wh-What the fuck was that? Did you pinch me?”
“No. Let me show you.”
>Gently, you guide her hand with your own to her ear.
>As her fingers barely brush it, her back straightens.
<“What the fuck?”
“Many Mamono’s have very sensitive ears, both to sounds and to physical contact, you’ll have to be careful.”
<”Are… are my piercings still there?”
“Yes.”
<”They must look weird… My ears are triangular now.”
“They look lovely. A little too tacky to my tastes, but lovely.”
<“…”
“Alright, smile for me.”
<“What?”
“I need to check your teeth.”
<“Really?”
“Yes really.”
>This mischievous grin is really worrying you.
<”Ahn~”
>Amane opens wide, sticking her tongue out, in what you can only describe as an oddly depraved fashion.
>Before she can add a masturbation motion with her hand, you grab her wrist and force her arm down.
“Bad. Girl.”
<“So, how are these pearly whites, doc’?”
“Pointy.”
<“Heh?”
“Some of your teeth are sharper now. You’re clearly a beast-type. Most have teeth fit carnivorous creatures.”
<“Does that mean I can only eat meat now?”
“Not at all. It’s mostly for looks.”
>You see her cheek bulges comically as she inspects her new maw with her tongue.
>Alright, next step.
>You manage to not stare at her torso.
>From what you saw, it doesn’t look like she grew around that part.
>A little bit of “chest fluff”, but nothing else.
<“What’s up with hair there?”
“Don’t- Don’t just grab your chest like that.”
<“These puppies are made to be pet.”
>Stay focused Anon, the laws are more lenient when it comes to Mamono’s and sex, but you’re still her teacher.
>Still, you can’t help but notice how her slightly stocky frame is nicely balanced by her muscles.
>It gives her an oddly huggable appearance.
>That piercing in her navel is a little weird.
>But that’s some cute abs.
>Abs aren’t supposed to be cute.
>Anyway, it looks like that’s all there is about her transformation.
>Until a thin tail wagging catches your attention.
>It has an amusingly corkscrew-like shape, ending in a soft looking tuft of blond hair.
>Gotta inspect that too.
“Get ready Amane, I’m gonna grab your tail.”
<“My tail? I have a tail now? And how am I supposed to get ready for-THAAAT!?!?”
“A Beast-type’s tail is also pretty sensitive.”
<“You jerk! How would you react if I grabbed your dick like that! Be gentle for fuck’s sake!”
>…
>Awkward silence.
“A-alright, you look healthy, from what I can see, your transformation’s complete.”
<”Okay… So, what am I?”
“A specie called High-Orc, strong, sturdy and with a sharp sense of smell.”
<“Ohh… That’s why I can smell… everything around here.”
“Yeah. Sorry.”
<“No need to say sorry. It doesn’t smell bad. I guess some of the chemicals are a bit odd, but it’s okay… Not to meantion, this whole thing ain’t your fault… Fuck! What about Aiko and Rinne?”
>You hear the telltale sound of someone moving on the infirmary beds near you.
>The two girls, now strikingly pink and with a pair of delicate floppy ears, do their hardest to look as peacefully asleep as possible.
“Alright you two, I’ve seen enough patients playing dead to know if you’re awake or not. Get up, I gotta examine you as well.”
>Clearly embarrassed for being caught red-handed, the two still comply.
>Moments later, you assure them that they are well, despite the obvious changes.
<“What happens now?”
>You glance at your watch, Saturday, 2:13AM.
“Now, I guess we all deserve some sleep...”
<”What? Sleeping here? In the infirmary?”
“Are you feeling ready to go home to announce your parents that you’ve been turned into Orcs?”
<”… Fair point.”

>It’s definitely not the most restful sleep the four of you ever got.
>And the morning is perhaps even weirder.
>You lead your students to the cafeteria, where breakfast awaits them.
>Accompanied by a frighteningly familiar person.
>Kirumi-Sensei, the nine-tailed fox and headmistress of the establishment.
>“I sincerely hoped you were pulling my tails, Anon-sensei. Sadly, I see you were telling the truth.”
“My apologies, headmistress.”
<“Wh- Doc, when did you call her?”
“When you were telling me your story. Sorry, but there are rules I must follow if I want to keep my job.”
>“Thankfully for everyone involved, today is Saturday, try and imagine this meal as merely a friendly gathering. It should not impact your school-life… aside from the obvious changes you recently went through.”
<“So… We’re not in trouble?”
>“From what Anon-sensei told me, you are more victims than culprits, even if the behaviour that lead you to your current predicament should be punished… But this is a topic for another day.”
>Breakfast is strange, but not unpleasant.
>The mature Youko takes great care to advise the students on how their lives are about to change and shows unusual compassion in her reassurances that she will be at their side for these first steps, starting with breaking the news to their families.
>When it seems like there are no more questions left to answer, the Orcs are invited to use the gym showers to make sure they are presentable.
>Leaving you alone with your Yôkai employer.
>She produces her pipe from the sleeve of her clean sharp business shirt before lighting it with a spectral blue flame.
>“Obviously, I did not expect to spend my Saturday morning back in school… Even less so giving counselling.”
“I apologize for the inconvenience… However, I believe few can understand what these three are going through as well as you do.”
>”I suppose we share similar circumstances… What do you think of their assailant?”
“A Gorgon, very skilled in illusion magic, without a doubt.”
>”Without a doubt?”
“I see no other option.”
>“There is always the possibility of a yet undiscovered specie.”
“In both cases, even a Magic Investigator will be hard press to track such an individual.”
>“You are correct, still, I must make the authorities aware, I doubt the investigation will yield answers, but if this woman is on a monsterization spree, she won’t escape justice eternally.”
>…
“I suppose my involvement with all this ends here…”
>”Do you honestly think so?”
“I can’t see what else I can do.”
>”Then you’ll have to find out on your own.”
“Kirumi-chan, I’m not fond of riddles.”
>”I’ll see you on Monday. Anon-kun.”

>You accompany your students to the headmistress’ car, sending them off with a reassuring smile.

>Monday rolls in carrying an unusual electricity.
>The storm has passed, the city is still drying up, cleansed by the rain, leaving the air pure and fresh.
>You arrive at school very early.
>The guard is waiting for you to open the gates.
>You give him back the keys and stand at the entrance alongside him as the students arrive.
>A pleasant amount of people greet the two of you, with various amount of energy.
>As time to close the gates approaches, an odd group makes its arrival.
>Amane, Aiko and Rinne (the Orcish trio), walking alongside Setsuna, Kanna and a few more students from your class.
>They carry a slightly awkward atmosphere, but you notice they are trying their hardest to be friendly to one another.
>As they notice you, the majority of them run to your side, bombarding you with anecdotes and questions about the events of the week-end.
>You promise to share a few words with them about monsterization during homeroom, but right now, they were blocking the entrance.

“So, how did you end up walking to school with Setsuna of all people?”
<“We… We’re neighbours.”
“That’s it?”
<“Well, that and she saw Kirumi-sensei and I on Saturday morning.”
“How did it go with your parents?”
<“Honestly, not too bad. I actually have a few monsters- I mean, mamono’s, in my family…”
“What about Rinne and Aiko?”
<“Aiko’s mom is a Jiang-Shi, she gave birth to her when she was still human. Then, came back. So she was actually not bothered at all… Rinne’s a… different story. She’ll stay with Aiko for… some time. She told me her boyfriend took the news pretty well, but…”
“Sorry to hear that.”
<“All in all, we were pretty lucky. Kirumi-sensei is doing her best to make everything go smoothly. She assured us that we wouldn’t get in trouble with the police… So long as we don’t go back to that Karaoke bar or do anything stupid.”
“That’s good.”
>…
<“Say Doc’, I’d like to return to the boxing club, can that be done?”
“Sure thing Amane… That said, you’ll have to get rid of the piercings, for your security.”
<”I know Doc’, I know.”

>The school year goes on.
>Things slowly find their places.
>Class seems a little happier since then.
>Fewer bullying incidents.
>But… This very compact group of humans and Mamono’s is kinda worrying you.
>You haven’t heard anything bad about any of them. But you can’t shake that odd feeing when you see the whole group together.
>Especially witnessing the influence Amane has on all of them.
>”For the class trip, we should go to Hawaii! Like, it’s such a trendy destination right now!”
<“Mmh… No. No, Kanna’s never been on a plane. And it’s like, what? 6 hours flight?”
>“Actually, it’s 8.”
<“Eight?! No way!”
>“We could go to Hokkaido.”
<“Doesn’t Tomo’s grandparents live there?”
>“Well, yeah but, if everyone wants to go, I don’t mind.”
<“Tomo, you gotta speak up, be honest with us!”
>“Umm… The thing is, it might be our last trip together, we should go somewhere nice, somewhere exotic.”
<”Good point… And the boys, you also gotta say something, this should be a class thing, don’t let the girls do all the work!”
>“Err… We- We were talking about which teacher we should invite.”
<“Oh yeah. We also need to talk about that.”
>So long as she doesn’t teach them all how to fight, it should be fine…

<”Hey Doc’, closing shop?”
“Yeah. But if you need something from the infirmary, I’m not gonna kick you out.”
<”Thing is… Yeah I kinda need something. Just… Just wanna tell you… No, wait, I wanna challenge you.”
“Challenge?”
<“Yeah! This will be your only warning! On graduation day, I’ll come at you with everything I got! And I want you to fight back like a man!”
“That’s… umm… You know what, that’s a very mature thing to say.”
<“Yeah well, I really hope I can hold it in until then… But I swear, estrus is a bitch. So yeah… Thanks… for waiting for me.”
“Amane.”
<“Yeah?”
“Here, a little something to reward the progress you’ve made.”
>Her lips are very soft.
>But you break away before she can snake her tongue in.
<“You… YOU ASSHOLE! That’s so fucking unfair!”
“C’mon, you can’t expect me to always be fair.”
<”How am I supposed to hoId it in if you do this shit! I-I don’t… Just gimme one reason I shouldn’t just shove you on this bed right now!?”
“Do you think you’re strong enough?”
<“Oh… OH! You’re not leaving this room tonight!”
>No regrets.