Monstrous Horizons Chapter 8 (Patreon)

“Uhh…”

The verbal pause just slipped out of me. “What’s happening?”

But the monster girl didn’t respond and soft light started to grow.

“Sorry, oh please, don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.” She appeared as the light continued to grow in brightness.

“Do you have a name?”

“Charlotte, you aren’t scared?” More of her pink body came into view as the lights turned on, so to speak.

But they weren’t lights, they were oval patches behind some sort of fleshy skin. Like some sort of bioluminescence.

“A little nervous if I’m honest.”

She gave a halting, nervous chuckle. “Probably not as nervous as me. You’re the first man that’s ever been inside me.”

As the lights turned up, I could see exactly where I was. It was all wet pink flesh around me, a long tunnel, sort of like I was inside a pussy.

Charlotte herself was attached to the floor, her body only really starting from the hips up. She blushed and kept checking her hair, which actually looked like hair, even though I was pretty sure it was all the same muscle material around me.

“Sorry, I’m ,uh, Charlotte.” She blushed and pulled a lock of hair forward to look at it again.

She seemed truly nervous. It was endearing, and my concern was being overwhelmed by amusement.

“Yes, you already said that. I’m Sam. Pleasure to meet you and I must admit, very fortuitous for myself. I’m not sure if I would have survived very long in that cave. Speaking of, do I need to worry about anything in here? Is this going to eat through my clothes?” I swiped at the fleshy wall and rubbed the slippery goo between my fingers.

“No… uh, unless you want it to?”

I smiled, feeling more comfortable. She had me entirely at her mercy and she was the one that was nervous. “No, I’d prefer to keep my clothes intact. It is just something I read before, where I come from people write books about men and monster girls.”

“Really?!” Charlotte surged forward. “Momma always told me that most men will hurt a monster girl. Daddy was a rare exception. Can you show me where this place is?”

“No, it’s a long way away, I can’t even get back there.”

“Okay.” She just accepted the comment and went back to the previous topic. “What are the books about?”

“Men who love monster girls.”

“Oh wow. Uh… do you like those kinds of books?” Her gaze was filled with hope.

I grinned. Really, I did like those books, but since coming here there hadn’t really been a chance. Sure, I enjoyed Sylvia’s mouth, but today was just my second day in a world where men hated monster girls.

Yet all I’d seen from monster girls were they wanted to capture men to fornicate. If there weren’t the implications of my free will and the potential loss of my post, it would be a dream come true.

I needed my colonel position if I was going to do as both the goddess and Sylvia seemed to want me to do to resolve tension between the two factions.

But here, deep underground with a monster girl that seemed to be a complete shut in? There was no reason not to.

Not to mention I needed to workout the lust venom burning through my veins.

“I did read those books, always wondered what it would be like for real.” I smiled and slipped off my pants, neatly folding them and looking for a place to put them down.

My erection was at full mast, pointing at Charlotte, who for her part was stunned into silence.

“Do you have some place I could put these?” I prompted her.

“Y-Yes!” The muscular wall writhed and ropes of muscular flesh twined themselves into the shape of a dresser. “Just put all your clothes there, I’ll keep them safe.”

I poked at the structure curiously. The way her muscle fibers rewove themselves was amazing. I’d never seen or heard anything like it.

“It’s safe. I won’t digest your clothes.” Charlotte sounded a little desperate.

“Just curious. Can you make something for us to lie on? Like a bed?” I took off the rest of my clothes, including my shoes, and stacked them inside the dresser.

There was more of the writhing noise behind me and I turned to see a fleshy bed rise in the middle of the space with four pillars in the corner that rose from the ceiling to the floor.

“Wow, anything you can’t make?”

“A man.” She had her head tilted down and looked up at me hopefully.

“Phew.” I wiped my brow dramatically. “For a second I thought you’d be able to replace me.”

“No. Never.” She didn’t laugh and instead rushed to assure me. I realized she needed a more direct approach.

I stepped up to her curvy form and held a hand out for a second, waiting for permission to touch her. She was a single color of pink from head to her connection with the rest of her body. Cute heart-shaped face and curves molded straight out of a man’s depraved dreams.

“What are you doing?”

“Waiting for permission.”

“Of course. Please.” She grabbed my hand and pressed it straight into her cleavage. It was well lubed, kind of reminding me of a wet and ready woman. Yet it had the firm swells that were a match for any anime woman’s perky chest.

I let both my hands wander, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples, gliding my fingers through her secretions.

“Un. So good.” Charlotte groaned as I played with her tits.

“That good?” I grinned and started kneading them, mashing them together and just enjoying her lubed perfect mounds.

“Yes. Don’t stop.” She pressed into me, rubbing herself on me. “Faster.”

I grinned and obliged, running my hands over her, letting one hand dip down and follow her curves to her ass and tickle at a pair of lower lips.

She grabbed onto me to steady herself as she convulsed. The entire space pulsed and a sweet musky aroma filled the air as even thicker lubricate seeped from everywhere, including her main body.

“Did you just orgasm from that?” I asked, wanting confirmation.

“En.” She blushed a darker shade of pink and hid her face against my chest, covering me in even more lubricant. “I uhh…” she mumbled something into my chest.

“You what?”

She looked up at me, biting her lip. “If all this,” she waved at the fleshy walls “Is my sexual organ, then I’m the clitoris.”

My eyes opened wide. “You mean this entire form is as sensitive as a clit?” I let my hand trail from the curve of her ass all the way up to her tits and cupped them for emphasis.

Charlotte shuddered in my arms, and everything shook in a sensitive aftershock.

This was going to be fun.

I cupped her face and kissed her. She tasted sweet as she molded her entire body onto mine. She was surprisingly soft and elastic.

My tongue teased past her lips till she parted hers and our tongues waged a mock battle in her mouth till hers grew long, tied mine up and plundered into my own mouth.

Yelping in shock, I pulled back, and she let go, shifting back herself.

“Oh, my gosh. I’m so sorry. It felt like you were trying to pin my tongue. Was I not supposed to fight back? Oh no, please give me another chance you can pin my tongue down all you want, it felt so good.” She spoke it all in one breath.

I help up a hand to forestall anymore after that breath. “You just surprised me is all, though I’d prefer if you don’t do that with your tongue again.”

She bobbed her head. “Yes, is there anything else I should change?” she said, looking down at herself.

“Could you grow legs? You don’t have to, just maybe more what I’m used to.”

“Yes.” A look of concentration fell over her face and more of the fleshy material bubbled up her connection to the whole and legs grew from her.

She stumbled when she tried to support herself on them rather than the cord that ran between her and the rest.

“It’s okay. Not like you are going to be doing much standing.” I shifted her into a princess carry and walked her over to the bed.

“Are you going to… you know?”

“Yes, I’m going to fuck you. You said I was your first man, well truth be told, you’ll be my first monster girl.” I’d enjoyed Sylvia’s mouth, but this was different.

“Really?” Charlotte’s eyes were wide and hopeful.

“Yes really. Now lay back.” I set her down on the bed and positioned myself over her.

She, well both of us, were well lubricated at this point and I could barely hold myself back because of the lust venom.

There was no more foreplay as I sank into her slick depths. She molded herself around me perfectly and I felt something cup the head in an extra snug sheath.

I raised a brow. “What’s that?”

“Something mother taught me. Do you like?” That fleshy organ suckled at the tip of my cock in a slow steady rhythm while her insides rocked slowly along my length.

It felt amazing.

“Yes. But you are going to take all the fun out of it for me. Just remember that for later.”

She nodded excitedly and released the head so I could rock myself into her.

I pushed her deeper into the bed and let my hands squeeze her hips as I sped up, feeling the amazing friction of her slick sex.

Only a few pumps in, she orgasmed again her body and the bed secreting more viscous lube.

“You like that?” I didn’t stop, which only sent her into spasms of sensitive aftershocks.

“Yes… don’t… stOP.” She cried out at the end as she rolled into another orgasm.

I couldn’t help but grin as I stopped worrying about pleasing her and stroked my cock inside her warm depths. She was almost too lubricated as I slid in and out with increasing tempo. But it was missing friction.

“Squeeze my cock.” I panted.

Charlotte didn’t say anything. Instead, she screamed as she convulsed again. Her sex rippled with increased pressure and I could get the friction I desired.

It was like she was made for me as she molded so firmly that even as wet as she was, there was still friction.

I pumped for all my life, chasing my own bliss till I hit the point of no return and pumped into her one last time and painted her insides with my seed.

Collapsing on top of her, I tried to catch my breath, but her sex continued to ripple and suck, sending waves of pleasure through me, making my breath hitch.

I felt that fleshy organ wrap around the head of my cock again.

“What are you doing?” I asked, but she only scooped some of her lubrication and fed it to me. It was delicious, in all of this it had only gotten sweeter and tasted like some sort of exotic berry.

“You just did so much work, let me take care of you this time.”

I wasn’t flagging after I spent myself in her. If anything, I was getting firmer, rallying for another round.

“Is this doing something to me?” I asked, feeling like she’d be honest.

“My secretions are fully nutritious and strengthens a man’s manhood.”

I must have had a dubious look on my face, because she continued.

“My father lived off my mother’s secretions for years. He was in perfect health and while he loved my mother it was nothing like lust venom or magic. Is it okay if I continue?”

There was still the burning randiness from the lust venom in me, but otherwise I wasn’t feeling any ill effect. I checked with my life sorcery and looked in awe as her secretions were functioning off life magic, actually healing me and filling me with vitality.

Holy crap, her secretions were functioning like a healing potion as they eased even the most minor symptoms from my body. Old aches and pains that might build up in my body were being washed away.

“Please, go ahead. Did you know your secretions had magic in them?”

Charlotte blushed and looked away. “It’s why momma always said not to go to the surface, people would want to hunt me for it.”

“I promise not to tell anyone.” I kissed her nipples and started licking off the secretions.

All the while the new fleshy organ suckled at the head of my cock and she rocked against my shaft, slowly coaxing me into a long, languid bout of pleasure.

I needed to get back, but maybe I could stay till morning.