/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance

>Continuing

I should've made it clearer, but it is only 7 pm. You haven't been out for a whole day and night.

You would make it up to Ederica tomorrow. Tomorrow you would get up early and make the greatest breakfast this side of the universe.

You take a quick shower before heading off to sleep.

You snuggle up beside Ederica and pull the sheets over the two of you. If you could only go to sleep beside Ederica every night…

You wake up to the sound of Ederica snoring. Thankfully it was nearly 5 when she got you up.

Seeing that you were awake before her you got yourself up to get everything prepared to surprise her.

You search her fridge and pantry, but for what you had planned it wasn't going to be enough. You get the clothes that you quickly lost yesterday and put them on. You needed to go to the supermarket.

You watched mamano carefully as you walked down the street. It was the day after the full moon, but you could never be too careful. Mamano were always on the lookout regardless of the moon.

At the store you didn't spare a cent. Bacon, sausages, flour, you got everything you would needed and with thorough discrimination.

You pulled out a carton of eggs and looked inside. A medusa in uniform was working in the same aisle, "Are these eggs fresh?"

"The eggs are very fresh," her snake hair nods in agreeance.

"Is that so…" you point at the eggs and bring them close to her face, "You call these fresh. What a disgrace!"

"We don't have any-"

"I bet these aren't even the eggs you say they are. For all I know, these could be your eggs," you stare at her accusingly.

"Ok, ok," she says taken aback, "I will get you the freshest eggs in the store."

As she slithered away you smiled smugly. There would be nothing that would stand in the way of this breakfast.

You had everything laid out before you in Ederica's kitchen. Everything you had bought was now ready to be transformed.

You channel your energy into the breakfast you were about to cook, nothing short of perfection was going to come out of the kitchen.

You go to grab the flour to begin and you hear a voice in your head, "…Pour two cups of…" It was the voice of cooking, and it would guide you to brilliance.

Bacon, hash browns, eggs, breakfast; easy.

It was like magic was running through your fingers. Not that you would know what that felt like, but you were certain this was how Ederica felt when using it.

It smelled like magic. A waft of air hit your nose and you could feel yourself drooling when you weren't even done. It was strong enough to make the dead rise.

You hear a moan from the other room. Ederica came lumbering out drawn by the smell of the food, "What smells that good?"

You finish laying out the pastries you made from nothing. The sight before you was one to behold. It made your eyes water.

"Wow," Ederica takes everything in, "You did all this?" She looks at everything and is genuinely moved by what you've done. She sits down at the table, "This looks amazing." She grabs a hash brown and takes a bite.

Her eyes snap open. "Mmmmm," she moans as she swallows.

You don't think you've ever seen anyone react to food the way she was. Well, at least not in real life, Zipangu cartoons and 'When Harry met Sailias' didn't count for much.

Ederica pants heavily as she downs a sausage, "This is so good."

You decide to take a bite for yourself; you were starving from yesterday.

You are snapped into sobriety. Did you actually make this?

The door bursts open and you get ready to jump up onto the table by instinct.

You turn around to find that the perpetrator was not a potential rapist but a man.

He walks straight past the naked Ederica and goes straight for the food, "These pancakes smell incredible."

Who the hell is this guy? Those are your pancakes.

Ederica notices the way you glare at him, "Anon, this is Dorgon Samray."

"Who?"

The stranger turns to offer you a deal, "I will pay you 50,000 dollars if you allow me to use this recipe in my restaurants."

50,000? Surely this had to be some joke. But the guy clearly wasn't joking and you actually had no idea how you made those pancakes.

You couldn't think of anything, everything was drawing a blank.

"I'm sorry but the recipe is not for sale. These pancakes are purely dedicated to my love, Ederica."

He claps his hands together, "I will make it easier: 100,000."

Holy shota on a stick this was painful, if only you could remember the recipe… "I'm sorry. The recipe is priceless."

"Knowing that a work of art like this exists is enough. I will find how to make the perfect pancakes."

He makes an exit almost as abruptly as he arrived.

You didn't know what just happened, but after making this breakfast you didn't even want to question it.

"Is that what you will be wearing then?" Ederica says pointing out the casual clothes you have to wear to work.

You didn't really have a choice in the matter, "What about you? You always wear that cloak and nothing else."

She doesn't respond instead she gets into your car.

Ederica lived within walking distance of the school so she never used a car, instead she used public transport whenever she wanted to go out.

You always wanted to be in control of your own vehicle.

As you rolled out you were quickly made aware of her intentions of getting in the car with you.

"Was my semen from yesterday not enough?" you ask as her hand worms its way into your pants.

"It was," she takes a grip of the hardening cock in your pants, "But I didn't get anything. I was just licking you up." She rubs her thighs together, "Those sausages you made were so tasty. I couldn't stop thinking about yours."

She pulled your member out of your pants and started jerking you off as you drove. As she lowered her head to your lap you became suddenly aware of how likely you were to crash, "Before you start, can I stop the car."

"Ok," she reclines back to her chair but her hand doesn't stop its motions. You were thankful that Ederica lived close to the school.

You roll up into the staff carpark and barely have enough time to pull the handbrake up when she comes down on you, "Couldn't someone find us?"

"Everyone's here already," she comments as she begins licking your dick. She gives your dick a quick suck, "Yours is still the tastiest."

"Should this become a normal part of breakfast then?" you grab a handful of her ass as she goes at you.

"A sausage a day gets the magic to stay."

The sound of her sucking as she bobbed filled the car. It was like she always knew exactly where to lick and exactly how to suck you off. With the passion Ederica was giving the blowjob you could really tell she liked sucking dick. You wondered how she would be like getting it.

Her face sank into your crotch swallowing the entirety of your member. Ederica rolled you around in the back of her throat and her tongue teased your shaft while she did so.

Removing how good it felt, you were actually worried about how the hell she was supposed to breathe while she had you in there for that long. Maybe she didn't have to breathe being undead, but one thing was for sure: her gag reflex was non-existent.

When she pulled off she breathed heavily through her nose, but she didn't stop. She grabbed the hand lying by your side and positioned it behind her head.

If she wanted you to take some more control that is exactly what you would do. At first you only guide her but quickly you find your other hand at her head forcing her down your length each time.

She didn't recoil at all, her efforts only seemed to get even more heated.

You didn't tell Ederica you were about to cum, she always knew before you did anyway.

You bury her face in your crotch one last time and explode right down her throat. You spill all of your cum inside her, not a single drop having any chance at escape. Ederica's eyes glow that purple colour.

She bobs slightly through your afterglow before she finally pulls off. She seems to be as out of breath as you are.

She looks out the window as she brushes her hair out of her face.

You follow her gaze to find Cecil standing right there looking at the two of you.

"Good morning," she says with a bitten lip.

What do you do?

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>136177

Looks like the cat is out of the bag.

First things first, put your dick away. All you can really do is act casual and try to get out of there with Ederica before Cecil can pick a fight with her for "stealing" you out from under her.

Prepare for the rest of your day to be hell as the whole school learns the two of you are dating.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>136177

Tell her good morning, then clean up and help Ederica if she needs it, and then head to our first class.

And since Cecil saw us and Ederica, she's inevitably going to tell her friends, who are going to tell their friends, etc. etc., which will cause everyone (probably everyone) in the school to know that Ederica and us are a thing. And since (in my headcanon at least) once a man and monstergirl willingly do lewd things together, other monstergirls stop pursuing sexual relations with the guy.

fuck off flood detected

who was cecil again?

>>136202

She's a scylla, and one of the teachers that is watching over us in class so that nothing lewd happens because of what happened at the end of thread 1 double critfail which ended up us being raped(?) by a succubus student.

And like all of the other monstergirls in the school, students and faculty, she has the hots for us a.k.a. wants our dick.

>>136205

Something like that anyway. I'm not sure if she's one of the teachers watching us, but the part about her being a scylla and wanting our dick is true. Teacher-kun Test Subject-kun can probably clarify anything.

>>136205

>>136217

That was basically it. She's a music teacher and she wants to play some D major.

She isn't one of the teachers watching us. One anon suggested it but it was shot down because she was likely to try a rape attempt.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>136192

>implying the other monster girls will play fair and not try to steal the MC for themselves

Silly boyim, we need to bribe Cecil to stay quiet with a threesome. :^)

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>136177

Rolling to have Ederica hold our hands and kiss us while talking about sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procession right then and there in front Cecil to assert her dominance

>>136493

It's probably a typo, and I assume he meant procreation.

Having the spirit of Ammit coming from Ederica's vagina would be hilarious though.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>136454

Rollin in support of this broth

>>136742

You have exceptional taste my friend

>>136493

>>136505

Yes, meant procreation. I had just got off of work and was tired as fuck so excuse the typo.

holy shit remember to sage people

GAWD

>>136787

You got it anon

>>136924

That does sound pretty lewd

>>136454

>>136710

>>136742

I probably should have asked this earlier, but how are you supposed to have sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation in the front of the car? There is no room.

The only way I can see it happening is with the two of you consciously walking past Cecil and ignoring her as you get started in the back. Unless you were thinking about something else, that is what is going to happen.

>>137791

I'm sure Ederica will find a way but whatever way you decide is alright with me

>>137791

That sounds absolutely hilarious.

Do it

>>137794

>do it

Lewd hijinks ensue

>>137791

I was thinking Ederica was just going to talk about doing it, not actually do it with us.

Like "Oh Anon when are we going to make babies together?" or something as we get cleaned up and go to class. Possibly ignore Cecil, but preferably say good morning to her and spend the bare minimum amount of time answering her questions since three teachers being late would be bad.

>>137803

It is what I rolled for after all, just to talk about it and get Cecil all flustered while Ederica asserts her dominance over Anon E. Moose in front of her.

>>137803

>>137806

I just reread it and realised you said she was only going to talk about it. That changes everything…

>>137814

No worries, don't stress too much over it haha

>Continuing

"Good morning,” you nod to Cecil. You tuck your dick back into your pants before anything could get out of hand.

Ederica pulls herself closer to the window. Her right hand rests on yours as she leans into you, Good morning, Cecil.”

"You two are-" she cuts her sentence short as Ederica goes in to give you a kiss.

You could feel the pride on her lips and you knew she was marking her territory. Not that you had a problem with that, you returned the kiss just as dutifully.

She breaks the kiss and speaks in a whisper loud enough for the scylla to hear, "We can do it,” she looks you in the eyes with confidence, "We can have sex. Not normal sex, but sex in the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation.”

Ederica wasn't leaving any stone unturned. You could tell her determination wasn't fake either. Maybe it took someone else to step in for Ederica to commit herself.

"I'll see you in the staff room then,” you hear her plop off bitterly as Ederica occupies you.

When the two you get to the staff room slightly late, but not excessively, you are met with Iara. She claps you two with a smile.

Ederica sinks into you, leaning on you as her friend gives her applause. Some staff members look over with congratulatory smiles; others didn't share the same enthusiasm.

You watch Asari scowl as she turns away and tries to ignore it.

The two of you depart to your separate desks.

As you sit down you feel like you have taken a massive step forward that seemed so far away before. At least not so close after what you pulled yesterday.

You grab some things from your desk before heading to homeroom. You take note of the two confiscated phones that were sitting in your drawer. It had only been three weeks and you had already confiscated two phones from Ness. By the end of the year you could have a collection of the things, but surely by then she would have learned her lesson. Surely.

You watch Gizel part ways with the Michael kid you recommended to her. It was great to see them getting on so well.

"Gizel,” you get her attention as she walks past.

"Yes, Mr Moose?” her one eye flutters.

"I see you have been getting to know Michael.”

"He is a really nice guy.”

"I'm glad to see that you like him.”

She considers you for a moment, "Mr Moose, I heard that you were seeing Ederica. Is that true?”

Seems like news travelled faster than a cheshire here. Did she call Ederica by her first name? Now that you thought of it, you don't actually know Ederica's last name. It never seemed to show up anywhere.

"Well-" you start. A bang from inside the class draws your attention.

Seleme was sitting in her usual seat at the front of the class and in front of her was Kathy with her hands planted on the table. The ant girl raised her voice, "Why should you care? You don't like the sport!”

"That decision was by Mr Moose. He chose who he thought was most skilled.”

"He chose from the people that were there. Did you see any of us there? I bet he chose you for some other skills. You aren't helping anyone.”

Seleme's tail snapped at the table behind her. The legs got smashed clean off. She stood up causing her chair to fall back, "What did you say?”

"That's right. You've been doing it all year. That role is supposed to be left for someone who actually has a passion for it. You don't have a place in the Rock Paper Scissors competition.”

Smoke escaped from the nostrils of Seleme.

You approach to try to settle the girls down. You could be forgiven if you were a bit hesitant; both these girls had supernatural strength that was not to be messed with.

"Haven't you heard? Anon is with Ederica now, so you it won't work anymore.”

What do you do?

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>138288

Break it up and get to teaching, after class is over ask Seleme to stay for a moment, ask her if she still going to the rock, paper and scissors contest, and if shes upset by any of this.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>138288

There's only one way to settle this.

Best 2 out of 3 no holds barred RPS.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>138293

>>138296

Rolling for these but Seleme wins

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>138288

Rolling for us to defuse the situation with expert precision preferably by fucking spilling our spaghetti but they're too dense to notice and think the situation is under control while we're losing it

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>138288

>>138320

Might as well pretend to know what we're doing, and yet still somehow diffuse the situation.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>138288

Diffuse the situation by promising to teach them our wonderful and famous pancake recipe if they stop fighting!

>>138432

If they're skeptical, tell them the story of what happened with Dorgon Samray this morning. They'll believe us, of course.

>>138432

So homeroom is now Home Ec.?

Rather than giving away our recipe, we could teach the students the fundamentals of being a good waifu, which of course includes cooking meals for their husbando.

>>138432

Aww yiss

>>138432

>>138434

>>138445

>>138463

But… the recipe was special for our waifu.

>>139110

We don't have to give the recipe away, just show the students how to be a good spouse by cooking nice homemade meals for their partner.

>Continuing

"Ok girls," you step in to take control of the situation, "this isn't the sort of argument you should be having in homeroom. If either of you have a problem about this sort of thing you should be taking it up with me."

The two girls turn their glares to you.

You could almost feel the bricks slipping out of your arse crack, "So what is this aall about." Nearly tripping over your own words you stay firm in the face of hospitalisation.

"You have chosen Seleme. Why?"

"She was the best one for it. Best student."

"There are plenty of other boys and girls which are stronger and more passionate," Kathy insisted, "There is no reason to have her."

"She won the competition in the school yard."

"That was luck."

"It wasn't luck," the way you trembled barely convinced you, let alone her. "I know the difference. Between skill that is. And luck."

"I will show you later then. I will show you your mistake."

Thank Ilias. She was delaying this until later in what looked like it could be dealable. "You can show me at lunch."

You thought it had ended but Seleme responds less sensibly than you would have liked, "This rumour has to stop."

"You deny it; you aren't exchanging favours?"

"No."

Plan B arrived without much consideration for what it entailed, "Girls. I was planning on teaching the homeroom class something very important this morning. If you stop fighting I will even teach you my special pancake recipe." You didn't know it, but you hoped they forgot about it by the end of homeroom.

"Pancake recipe?" the confused pair question in unison.

"Dorgon Samray has been after it," you explain.

Turning to face the whole of the homeroom who had been watching the scene you lift your voice, "One of the most important things that many of you think about is how to be a good waifu for your husbando. Or a good husbando for your waifu." You account for the few male students left in your class. You were worried that they might go down the path of the MC but you placed your trust in them.

"This can be hard," you continue, "Sometimes it depends on your partner, but one thing which is always a plus is being able to cook nice meals for them. There is a reason they say the way to a man's heart is the stomach and not the penis. Being a good waifu is not a matter of making your husband cum the hardest he can, and I'm sure that most of you know that. But I know that many of you have trouble with making food. A lot of you have different taste buds that your husband and so you always get things wrong. For example, adding alcohol to everything doesn't make it good. Yes, I am looking at you Lucy. That doesn't mean that you can't make things with alcohol. There are many interesting dishes you could make but you must have everything in moderation. You might have to make a compromise between what you like and what your husband likes which might mean cooking new things you never have. Having these skills is important to being a good waifu, among other things. For this reason I have decided to move our homeroom class to a Home Economics classroom…" You would have to ask about that, hopefully it wouldn't be too much of a headache.

You continue teaching the class about the fundamentals of being a good waifu. The MC was more involved than you liked, but most importantly, the argument between the girls had been lost in your talk. You knew it wasn't finished though. It would have to be dealt with later.

You still did want to talk to Seleme about how ready she was for the competition.

You held her back at the end of homeroom, "Seleme, are you still going to the competition? Kathy didn't upset you about any of this, did she?"

"It's ok Mr Moose. That rumour is just starting to get to me. Will there be training at lunch?"

"Lunch and after school. That will be the same for tomorrow. Did you get much work done yesterday?"

"I was distracted… I'm sorry I didn't do much training."

"That's ok. It was the full moon, it's just one of those days."

She seems grateful for your understanding.

"Go on. Don't let me hold you up for your next class."

You weren't expecting to find Cecil waiting at the front of your next class. Though, you never expected the timing of most of the rape attempts on you so you kept your guard up.

"Hello," you say to her. You weren't going to lie and say that things weren't a bit awkward between you two after this morning.

"Hi," she says back.

You wait for her to say something else but she stays silent, "So, why are you at my classroom?"

"Janel called in sick today. She said she wasn't feeling well yesterday, something to do with fainting. Ederica and Iara have classes on now so they pulled me into it."

The whole lesson you worried about the scylla that was behind your back.

She didn't do anything though. She barely even spoke, she was uncharacteristically quiet.

It put you on edge even more. You kept your guard up for the attack that would come when you dropped it, but she showed no signs of attempting one.

She wasn't like Asari, she would never do that in front of a class like this, but after the rape club you couldn't help but be wary.

The lesson ended and nothing had happened.

You were ready to move to the safety of another class when she spoke, "Anon. Can we talk?"

You give in and listen. There was no need to be a complete jerk.

"You are with Ederica now."

"Yes I am," you doubted she needed confirmation though.

"Was I too upfront? I wanted to show you how I felt. It must have been selfish of me to force myself upon you like that."

"Uhh," is all you can say before she continues without your response: "She won then," she sighs, "I am still being selfish. I shouldn't be talking to you, but I guess I want a last chance. Is there any way there could be something between us? You are probably close to Ederica now, but I need to know. I understand if it's not possible, tell me."

What do you do?

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>139237

While I don't see us ever being romantically involved with Cecil, we could still be friends.

Sometimes things happen, and we can understand her, uh, urges, considering we're the only male that's her age (or close to it) in the school, and that we don't hold it against her.

Is there any sort of particular man she's into, other than us? We might be able to help her find her own husbando.

After everything is said, might as well go do whatever we need to do next.

Maybe give Cecil a friendly hug too. Nothing too special though.

>>139245

fucking finally get a 19 again

thank you Ammit-chan

Also completely unrelated to the story well sort of, unrelated to plot anyway, but is there any particular reason why updates come every two to four days? Don't know why, but I'm curious.

>>139250

It's just when the writefag is able to post. Considering the other writefags on here he's actually one of the more active ones.

I-I'm worse than he is, with updates every few weeks

>>139328

Is that you, Jexx?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>139237

Give her a little lecture on why rape is bad m'kay.

also this >>139245

>>139250

That's about the time I get compelled to start writing to fulfill some sort of self-imposed obligation.

>>139350

S-SSHHH! Don't let him know, b-baka!

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>139237

Don't shame monster girls over a bit of rape. One of their best features - just their way of being forthcoming with their feelings.

Tell her we are with Ederica and anything of lewd nature involving MC should be done with Ederica's permission and preferably participation. If Cecil is up for something like that, she should talk to Ederica directly.

>>141221

I'd rather not do group "activities" with Ederica and another monstergirl, but what can I do? Shitpost about it?

I do, however, agree on having everything involving group stuff going through Ederica first, and only do the group thing if she's okay with it.

>Continuing

"It is how it is," you give it to her simply, "I am with Ederica."

Her head sinks dejectedly. She would have known the outcome beforehand but she must have reserved a bit of hope.

"We can still be friends, even if we are never together like that. Ederica doesn't have to stand between that."

She wasn't so sure of that.

"Listen, I understand things happen and you can get… well, urges. Especially here where there are no males your age, I understand that. Rape is a common way of expressing your feeling and I don't hold that against you. But maybe you could try something different. You might be surprised at the outcome."

"If I don't then someone else will proactively date the man I like. I could lose him. If he chose her then I would have to give him up; I would never forgive myself if I cucked someone else."

You probe her further, "Would you ever get into any group activities with that guy?"

"I would show him that I am the best. Is it selfish of me to want a man for my own? I want to hug him with all of me and make love to him passionately. Is that a crime?"

"No," you reassure her, "It definitely is not." You feel a determination to help her, "I could help you find someone. Is there any particular kind of man you are into?"

"You don't have to do that for me."

"I don't know any guys that are single in this state but there are some close by that might travel in for a date. I know one guy who really likes tentacles but he always whines to me about how there are only canines in his neighbourhood. He can hear when the mail man is coming from miles away."

"Why are you doing this?"

"It's the least I can do."

The gratitude was plain on her face.

You walk into Geography late and find Ederica already there waiting for you.

You are met by applause as you walk in and all of your students were standing. Whistles accompanied their clapping. One male student patted you on the back and congratulated you.

Some faces were bitter about the news of the relationship you and Ederica had, but they still clapped all the same.

You make your way to your desk but don't start the lesson like you normally would. Instead you took the opportunity to pull Ederica in for a kiss.

Ederica melted into your embrace and the volume from the class rose as they watched on.

You eventually have to break the kiss to calm the class down.

"I'm sure you've all heard that me and Ederica are together." The class almost begins cheering again but you cut them off, "That shouldn't disturb you from Geography. So get your textbooks out."

There is a collective groan from the class but they follow what you tell them.

As you call Ederica casually by her name in front of your class you remember that one conversation you had with a student earlier and take the opportunity to ask her, "Ederica. Why don't you use your last name?"

"I don't have one. I haven't taken my maiden name because I don't want to pretend my other husbands never happened but I don't want to choose out of their surnames. So I don't have one. If I ever have another husband I will take his last name…" Her sentence fades out as she stares at you.

During the period some students suggested you leave the class to have some fun with Ederica. They promised they wouldn't get up to mischief but you didn't trust them for a second. One of your male students asked you a lot of questions not related to Geography but more related to Ederica. He seemed slightly jealous; you suspected he had a crush on her.

When the class ended you were given some final congratulations as the students made their way out. You wondered if this was going to happen all day now.

As you leave the classroom you find Asari waiting for you. She goes to approach you but when she notices Ederica coming out behind you she quickly dashes off.

What was that about?

At lunch you go to the rock paper scissors training which had an extra person than it normally did. Kathy had been waiting for Seleme and you both. She was ready to prove herself.

"What are we doing?" she asked impatiently. She tapped an ant leg on the floor.

You decide that you should settle this in the easiest way you could think of, "We will do a best of three rock paper scissors match. Show me your skill by beating Seleme."

The two stare each other off as they get opposite of each other. Seleme snorts a puff of smoke out of her nose.

Neither says a word to each other. They both know that whatever they want to say won't go well with you right here. You probably couldn't do anything to stop them, but as long as you maintained an element of control…

You give the signal for them to begin:

They tie with scissors to begin, but then Kathy beats Seleme with scissors again.

"See," she says, "Seleme isn't good enough for a championship."

"You still have one more round to win." You remind Seleme of one thing before they begin again, "Remember to read her, understand her."

They tie again on rock and then tie on scissors again. However, Seleme takes it out with her rock beating scissors.

The game gets tense and Kathy's shoulders noticeable stiffen as the last round comes.

They tie on paper and then Seleme plays paper again beating Kathy's rock.

"I believe that proves that Seleme is a worthy candidate?"

Kathy is mad but she accepts her fate, "Fine. Take Seleme. However, I will be at the competition."\

With Kathy gone you can finally begin training.

"I think one thing that I noticed in your match with Kathy there was your lack of respect."

"Lack of respect? She didn't show me any respect."

"That doesn't matter," you maintain, "In a rock paper scissors match you must always show your opponent the proper respect. You must always offer your hand first and then…"

Your lesson on respect seemed to be fruitful and so when school ended you moved her training to complex strategies that have been used by past rock paper scissors masters to get her in the right mindset. She catches on very quickly, but you did suspect this would be an area she was stronger at based on your observations.

The only problem you have is one which comes later, one which makes you regret after school training.

She sees him approach first and though you didn't hear him you knew who it was.

"Hello, my rival." His voice calls out for you and although you don't want to, you have to respond.

You prepare yourself for the sight which would confront you. You are pleasantly surprised it isn't actually that bad.

He still has those two braids in his beard and the afro, but they aren't done up in any particular way. He wore casual clothes which were actually normal. The only thing of note was his shirt which was black with white writing and read "I ❤spinneret fucking" and underneath was the silhouette of what you could only presume was meant to be a spinneret.

You whisper in Seleme's ear, "You know what I said about always respecting all rock paper scissors opponents? There are some exceptions to that rule."

"So is this the girl?" he comes in and puts an arm around her, grasping her shoulder. "She's a nice one eh?"

His hand wraps around her arm and closes in on her front, looking very much like a go for her tits.

She slips out from his arm and glares at him, "Touch me and I will end you."

"A feisty one too. My girl is feisty too."

Poor girl.

"I have decided the bet. It is by far the biggest one yet. You will probably chicken out."

"What is it?" You knew he would draw it out forever if you didn't tell him to cut to the chase.

"If our student loses, we have to give up rock paper scissors for life."

A fate worse than death. Whoever lost this would be in for a lifetime of pain.

"Do you accept? Unless you have a better bet which shows that you are not chicken?"

He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively at Seleme.

She takes one step back and goes as red as her scales.

What do you do?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>141871

If he loses he has to get rid of his afro and beard and wear normal clothing for a year on top of no RPS.

If we lose we have to wear the same style clothing as him for a year on top of no RPS

After the conversation is said and done, take Ederica on another date. Nothing too fancy, but we could hold her hand and give her short kisses. Of course closer to the end when Ederica and us are relaxing somewhere private like Ederica's living room, or our living room, those kisses get a bit more extended.

Since this is a CYOA, I know OP is going to use some asspull and make us win the bet. :^)

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>141874

LET'S DO THIS

>>141874

Dont tempt him to bad end dude

>>141917

I'm expecting OP to ask for a series of rolls for the competition, and we have to bead his in order to win.

>>140560

Pls gib update

>Continuing

You weren't deterred by the conditions of the bet. You would win without a doubt. It would be too shameful to do anything else.

"The loser has to give up rock paper scissors for life."

He grins.

"And," you continue, "they will have to change the way they dress for the year. If you lose you have to get rid of your afro, the beard and you will have to wear normal clothing like the rest of us. If I lose I will have to wear clothes like you, I will go for a beard if I have to but the afro isn't going to work."

His eyes widen at first but quickly fall back to the approving smile, "This is good. I think it is unfair that you get to wear such cool clothes but this challenge is one I must accept."

He offers his hand.

You reluctantly shake it.

"My pupil is far more unyielding than yours, "he proclaims. "I look forward to the advice for clothing I will need to give over the year."

"I might even be able to bear looking at you next year," you reply.

After several more minutes of intense handshaking your rival eventually departs. He makes an obvious effort to eye Seleme one more time before he leaves. You almost had to hold her back from assaulting him, though you had a suspicion that he wanted to be attacked by her.

It was best not to give him what he wanted.

The now level-headed Seleme asked the obvious question, "He has a student that is going into the competition?"

"He is taking one in. She will probably be among your biggest competition there."

There was no doubt of the determination Seleme had in beating the girl. It was good that the two of you were on the same page.

"I think this training lesson should end here. We will pick up where we left off tomorrow. We do need to discuss if we do training on the day after. It is a weekend so you will need your parent's permission."

"They will let me do it."

"I'm sure they will, I just need some written permission because the school won't cover it."

"Ok. I need to prepare as hard as possible."

As you get into your car you decide that you should head to Ederica's for a casual date. Considering that the two of you were officially a thing as of today you should try to make something of it, even if it was only something small.

Driving the short distance to Ederica's you try to think of some good ideas.

It was a very short trip. At the door of Ederica's place you decide upon going for a walk around town and figuring out what you were going to do as you went along.

She answers the door and is pleasantly surprised to find you there, "Anon?"

"I was thinking about going on a date in town."

"Where are we going?"

"That's going to be a surprise."

The two of you walked down one of the not-so-main-but-still-important streets. and yes Ederica actually walked with you Small shops stood beside the footpath and some were closing up. Some people still walked around in their work clothes. A wurm in a business suit tapped away furiously at a phone which surely must be broken by now.

You stare into the window of a clothes shop at one of the mannequin's wearing a hoodie as you walk past. It wasn't until Ederica pulled you away from the window as the mannequin blew you a kiss with her non-existent lips that you realised it was a mu-onna modelling for the store.

"What were you looking at?" she asks teasingly.

"I was just wondering why you always wear that cloak," you respond quickly. "I think you are too lazy to wear anything else."

"I'm not lazy," she pouts.

"How old is that cloak then?"

She doesn't answer.

You go for an easier question: "Is it older than me?"

"Yes," she says without hesitation.

"That's a lot of years of laziness."

"I'm used to it," she attempts to justify herself, "It's what Liches do."

"So did you become a Lich because you were lazy then?"

"That's unfair," she crosses her arms with shallow annoyance.

"It's fine," you turn her around for a quick kiss, "you look sexy in it anyway."

As the two of you continue to walk down the street, her hand somehow finds its way into yours.

You begin to recognise some of the buildings as you walk and you come up with an idea as you go to one of the places from your first date.

Grabbing the door handle to the small sushi store she gives you a nod before entering.

The kraken behind the counter’s face lights up as she sees the two of you. "Ederica. Anon. It’s good to see you. You two must be getting pretty close then."

One tentacle gives you a nudge and she winks, "Have you shown her your secret move yet?" You don’t even bother asking what secret move before she moves on. "My hubby has a great secret move: I poke his prostate and he cums all over me."

Ederica smirks, "I don’t know if Anon knows his secret move. I might have to help him find it."

A man walks out from the back, "What was that you said Alice?"

"I was telling them your secret move John."

His face goes red, obviously not ok with others knowing about his life for anal play, "Alice… could you not talk about that here."

"You’re all embarrassed," she teased. Her tentacles wrapped around him and pulled him in, "You’re not embarrassed when you’re in private." One tentacle patted his backside.

He coughs, "Shouldn’t you be serving the customers?"

Loosening her grip on her husband she gives her attention to the two of you, "Is there anything you would like?"

After you two finish your meal, Alice pulls Ederica aside for a "girl’s talk". You decide to talk with John as he sweeps up.

"So, how long have you and Alive been married for."

"11 years."

They weren’t exactly old. You could only assume they got married after they finished school.

"Did you meet her at school?"

He nodded, "The school you are working at. Ederica was my history teacher back then. She was the one who gave Alice some tips on how to win me over, and it looks like it worked."

That might have something to do with her tentacles. You know what they say; the way to a man’s heart is through his… ass? You decide to not comment on it.

"You know her pretty well then."

"She was a good teacher." He looks at you for a moment, "You are close with her aren’t you?"

"Yeah."

He takes the time to consider his next words before eventually speaking, "She used to give me special rewards for doing well in class, if you know what I mean. You’ve guessed this I’m sure, but I thought I should tell you."

You assumed this kind of thing would have happened. She had been at the school for a few decades and in that time had never taken a dedicated partner. There had to have been some way that she kept her magic supplies up, you just never thought you would have met someone who had.

"Uhhh," is the only thing you could say to the guy who has probably done more lewd things with Ederica than you have. "You and your wife are all good?

"I’m a married man. I’ve been married 11 years," he says to reassure you.

That’s all you needed to know.

"That was nice," Ederica says as you leave.

You were glad everything worked out well. You didn’t have much of a plan going into it.

The date was now coming to its conclusion as you walked back to Ederica’s place.

You walked past a man carrying a kelp girl on his back on the way. Ederica looked at you with pleading eyes.

"You can hover, you don’t even need to walk," you point out.

"I want you to carry me."

You decide to take her request, but not as she expects. You sweep her off her feet and into a princess carry.

She gets flustered and doesn’t know how to react as you walk her down the street in your arms, "Anon… This is…"

Some couples watch on and mamano nudge their boyfriends. One centaur had a man sitting on her back and she eyed Ederica, envious.

At her door you bend in to give her a quick kiss before letting her on her own feet.

She stands for a moment before embracing you. Her lips found their way to yours and her tongue was not slow to enter your mouth. Ederica found her back against her door as your tongues wrestled for dominance. Ederica’s key appeared from somewhere and went to open the door as the two of you indulged in each other. Your hands ran down her sides and back up to dare for her breasts.

She opens the door and the two of you fall in, you on top of her. Both hands had a firm grip on her breasts.

"Wait a second," she interrupts you, "You can’t come inside."

You were only getting ready for the action which was to follow but apparently there was none. "Why?"

"I’ve got a surprise for you but it’s not ready yet. It’s for the weekend."

You help her up. "So you want me to go?"

"Don’t make it sound like that." She gives you a much less vigorous kiss than the last one, "Think of it like a build-up for then. Remember, we have work tomorrow too."

"Alright." You light-heartedly challenge her, "This surprise better be good."

"It will be."

Unlike the day before you actually get to work on time today. You even find Ederica already in the office early.

You sneak up behind her to give her a kiss.

She turns her head around to meet yours, "I was expecting you to do that."

Homeroom is the first one you have had in a Home Economics classroom. It was impossible to miss the excitement passing around the room.

"It's our first homeroom in here," you say to the class, "I'm not going to show you anything for this first time. Try to do whatever you want this time, just remember there isn't much of it."

You watch the oni of your homeroom pour booze into a bowl and then followed up by sprinkling some extra ingredients.

"Lucy, could you tell me what you are making?"

"Soup. Alcohol soup."

With the amount of alcohol she was adding it was probably better off to have it on its own. The things she was adding would only take away from it.

You decide to let her be because you see a harpy begin to strip herself as she gets ready to lay an egg.

"Everyone," you speak up to the class, "I understand you are excited but if you are going to bring in ingredients get them ready before class. We aren't making anything fresh here, milk, eggs or anything else."

The harpy stops just as she was about to pull her panties off.

It was a line you had to draw. If you let the students go ahead and lay eggs and milk each other things would get incredibly lewd very quickly and there was potential that some of the male students might take it as an invitation.

You take the time in homeroom to talk to Seleme, "What are you making?"

"I'm preparing for the rock paper scissors competition." She throws a scissors in front of her at no one in particular.

"Have you got the note from your parents?"

She gives you the piece of paper you needed.

"Good. We won't have training after school today. I shouldn't be training you too hard, you might burn out. Considering we are going to have training tomorrow it isn't really a problem. To make things easy we will make the training here at school. Meet me at the front and we will go from there. Does nine o'clock sound good?"

She nods as she throws out a paper.

Janel was back.

She hovered around your first lesson at the door waiting for you.

"Hi Janel."

"Hi," she responds simply.

That turns out to be the only word that comes out of her mouth the entire lesson. She is unnaturally silent the entire lesson. She hovers over your shoulder and says nothing. Every time you look over in her direction she turns her head avoiding eye contact with you.

You were ok with the silent treatment. It was better than being raped.

The lesson ends with Janel's silence maintained.

Students exit the classroom and as you go to exit too you find Janel blocking your path. You could walk right through her of course, but you still worried about hurting her because of her size.

"Janel?"

She starts panting like she had been holding her breath the entire time. Her cheeks go red.

"Anon~"

She starts getting closer to your face. A small drip of fairy drool was at the corner of her mouth, "I've been thinking about what you showed me. During the full moon I couldn't stop thinking about it."

She shuffles her legs impatiently, "I want it. I want you to show me what it feels like. I need it. I might die if I don't get it. Give me your dick. I will do what you want: I will blind fold myself, tie myself up. Just let me feel it."

You swear you see a drop fall from between her legs.

What do you do?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>143880

She should know by now that we're with Ederica, and we'll be damned if we're not going to be exclusive with her too.

Is she really going to die if she doesn't get it? Maybe she should go see the nurse if she's not feeling well. There's probably some other guy in the school that likes fairies, and he's totally her type too.

After school is over we should go out and buy a ring for Ederica so we can give it propose to her after the RPS thing is over. Oh, and we invite her along with us to watch because why not?

>>143896

>I roll a 19, then 17, then 18

Looks like I'm back for now at leasti hope

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>143880

Set her up with a non-alp'd male student

>Continuing

"Janel, this is not happening." You were pretty calm about it, though you were pretty annoyed that she had come up to you like this.

It might just be because of her size, but you weren't too worried about what she might do. Fairies don't rape very well, but can very easily get raped. She might try to dive for your pants, but you were ready for that probability.

"It has to. Show me how to be a woman."

She pulls her dress up to reveal her bare hairless pussy. Her legs are soaked with her eagerness.

You had picked up some new things from when you were sex ed teacher, so you knew that fairies normally got dripping like that when they were ready. They needed all the help they could to get a penis in after all. Seeing it right here in front of you, you could testify that it was indeed, dripping wet.

"You may have been away yesterday, but you should know by now that we're with Ederica."

She lets go of the hem of her dress, "You're with…"

Maybe she legitimately didn't know, but she could just as easily be pretending. Either way, you weren't going to give her anyway leeway on this, "That means that no, I am not going to give it to you."

"I was thinking about it all through the full moon and yesterday I was watching videos I never imagined. You can't be mean."

"It doesn't have to be with me," you propose an alternative, "You can always have a student show you. I'm sure there are plenty of students who would volunteer."

"That would be embarrassing," she says, but you clearly hear the dripping intensify.

"Nea might be able to help you. She meets with a lot of boys who might be interested."

"I should go to her?"

"Yes," you wave her out as you walk, "Nea can help you…"

After walking Janel far enough so that she would go on to the Nurse's office without you, you turn your attention to the how late you were for geometry. You tried not to be late, and sometimes succeeded, but you were late this time.

Iara was chill about it though. When you arrived she was sitting down nonchalant-like. When you ask her about it she says it's not her class and so not her problem. That was understandable.

You are surprised at how much more controlled the class has become. You weren't sure what did it, but you were glad. The only thing that got you on edge was your past rapist, but even then she didn't seem to show much interest in you. She gave the occasional suggestive smile but it was only playful. Whether she was only going for a onetime thing or Ederica scared her off, she didn't look like she was going to try again. Being turned into a lolicon by Maho was always a concern, but you weren't sure you could do anything about that apart from keeping your distance.

The two girls that sat near Maho were getting along very well. Maybe too well. Lily continued her 'bullying' of the holstaur, but now things were being reciprocated with Abbie feeling the kitsune's tails and stroking them during class.

"I never knew they felt that way for each other," Iara admits to you, "I didn't know they liked girls in that way…"

"You sometimes don't see these things. You can't help it if they feel that way."

Even if it wasn't bullying you weren't going to let it go on in your class though.

You interrupt Abbie as she dips a fluffy tail between her breasts, "Sorry girls but you are going to have to stop. Just like you don't see any boys and girls doing things together, you have to do the same. It is a distraction to the class." You knew that wasn't necessarily true. There were a number of mamano that found ways to even have sex in class without their teacher knowing. Off the top of your head you could think of cheshires, ghosts, fairies and slimes, but you knew that wasn't an exhaustive list.

These girls couldn't be so subtle though, so it was unfortunate for them.

"Yes Mr Moose," the cowgirl resigned, "not in class."

Lily wasn't going to give up so easily but with her partner's quick resignation she promised the same.

Lunch arrives and you are ready for another training session. Every one of these was critical to Seleme's success. The rest of your living life hinged on her success; you could not imagine a life without rock paper scissors. It is helpful knowing that Seleme is just as dedicated as you are to the competition.

You are surprised by the lack of Seleme when you enter the organised room. She wasn't busy doing exercises or playing against herself, she was simply not there at all.

You step inside to make sure she isn't hiding anywhere but you couldn't spot a single red scale.

As you turn to leave the classroom you feel a weight strike you from above. You fall to the ground as a body falls on top of you.

A voice whispers your name in your ear and black fluffy tails run up and down your body.

"Do you think you can ignore me? You won't anymore." Asari rubs her body on top of you. She was still clothed but she clearly didn't have intention to stay that way.

"You always have these lessons with you and her alone. All it took was to convince that dragon the lesson was cancelled and now I have you all to myself. I don't care if you have Ederica; I'll show you I'm better than that dead fish ever could be. Her cold pussy is nothing compared to mine."

The door locks and you see Ness's head through a window before she disappears.

"Isn't she a nice girl," she purred, "I didn't even know her and she is helping us get to know everything about each other. We shouldn't disappoint her then."

Why did it always have to be rape?

What do you do?

Updates are going to come less frequently over the next few weeks. Not much I can do about it.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>145549

Scratch her behind the ears to lower her defenses so we can get her off of us more easily.

After that, scratch her behind the ears some more until she becomes a wan~-ing mess possibly. Then assert our dominance by bopping her on the nose and telling her we're staying faithful to Ederica.

Do Rock, Paper, Scissors competitions have some sort of amateur/junior bracket that doesn't technically count towards the finals? There's also the possibility of RPS competitions having a "second" for each competitor and/or doubles/2-on-2 matches. We could see about getting her into one of those if she doesn't rape proactively date us.

>>145551

:(

Any idea on the frequency they will be coming, or an idea on when everything will go back to normal?

>>145597

Goddamnit I keep on forgetting which monstergirl each teacher is. Asari is a kitsune I think, not a hellhound.

We still should scratch her behind the ear and bop her on the nose.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>145549

twist her ear and throw her onto the table, spank her like you would a brat, remember to scold her roughly.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>145597

>>145602

Strengthening this roll

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>145597

>>145690

With our powers combined, I reveal a 20

Rub the tails to finish her. I wonder if you can tame a Kitsune…

>>145597

I can't say what the frequency will be like but I hope it's nothing worse than weekly. Things will probably settle in two to three weeks time.

>>145751

>nothing worse than weekly

that doesn't seem too bad considering it's been more or less every three to four days

>two to three weeks time

doing some math, that means with the above, there would be probably no more than three updates before things went back to normal

seems pretty decent for a story i'm way too invested in

>Continuing

Asari cups your chin with her hand, aligning your face with hers. Her hair falls down across your face and similarly her breasts droop down on you, clearly visible from your angle. Her other hand pulls the cloth of her skirt up one side opening her thigh and left buttock out for view.

She pulls one of your hands in to grab her exposed flesh as she grinds her crotch into yours.

"You can grab my fluffy tails again. I know you like them." Her tails flip around behind her, some brushing the hand she held to her thigh.

You had entertained her long enough.

You reach behind her ears and begin to scratch.

"Ah," she trembles, "Not there!"

Ear scratching: most monster girl's one true weakness. It worked without fail.

Asari's tails were twitching behind her as you relentlessly scratched. She had let go of your hand as she gave in to your fingers. You were ready to show her that you weren't going to take any of her crap anymore.

Her eyes were rolling back when you suddenly twist her ear.

She cries out as you throw her off of you, pinning her beneath you. You waste no time in pulling her up by the wrist and then her waist, onto a table.

"Anon, what are you doing?"

Firming your hand you give her a loud slap across the backside.

"AH"

"This isn't happening anymore. I'm am staying faithful to Ederica and you aren't going to get between us anymore."

"You wish," she laughs, "I'm bit going- AH."

"You will," you affirm, "You're going to get rid of that rape club, the 'Wanting to Fuck Teacher Anon E Moose' club."

"Never."

You strike her again.

"Do you think I'll just do what you say because- AH"

After a series of spanks she relents, "I'll stop the club. I'll get everyone to resign."

You stay your hand which was ready to come down on her ass another time, "Good. Now tell me, who do I belong to?"

"Me," she hisses.

"Sorry, who was that?" The desk jolts forward with the force of the blow.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard when you're done."

"What was that?" You spank her even harder than the last time.

She bites her lip.

"Who is she?" You don't spank her this time. You just let it come out naturally.

"E-E-E-"

You raise your hand again.

"E-Ederica."

"Are you going to try to rape me again?"

"I won't"

"I don't believe you." You lift up her skirt so you can get more direct contact.

"I won't rape you. I'll let you do whatever you want with me, just fuck me like an animal." Her panties were soaked right through.

You weren't sure if that meant success or not…

"I want to hear you say it properly: Ederica and Anon are together and I'm not going to touch either of them. And I want you to wan after that too."

"N-no," she feebly resists.

Your hand comes down right on her cheek.

"E-Ederica and A-Anon are together and I'm n-not going to touch either of them." She whispers her the last bit, "wan~"

"Louder," you command her.

"WAN WAN~." You could somehow tell that her panties got even wetter than they already were.

"What was that?"

"WAAAN WAAAAAAAAAAN."

"I don't want you trying to rape every man you want. You should be able to do things properly."

"Yes, Mr Moose," she says obediently.

"And you shouldn't be lying to people about pregnancy either."

"Of course, Mr Moose."

You couldn't really think of much else. "No more rape, okay?"

She sighs into the desk.

You look at the red print on her ass. You might have gone overboard, but what was done was done. You should probably find Seleme…

Finding Seleme was turning out to be a more difficult task than you had anticipated. She wasn't in any of the places you thought she would be.

You were walking back to the room where Asari had jumped you when Ederica found you.

"You don't have training on?" she asks as she catches you wandering about.

"It doesn't look like it will be."

"You'll be coming to have lunch with everyone then?"

"I guess so," you say, but you keep a look out for Seleme as you walk alongside Ederica.

She was floating alongside you again, opting to take the lazy route and not walk anymore.

"I was thinking," she says changing the topic of conversation to a more serious one. "I was thinking that tomorrow we could do it."

"You mean-"

"Yes," she confirms. "We could set aside tomorrow. I'm ready now. I think we should do it…"

What do you do?

>>145847

Things didn't go as smoothly as I planned for. From what I can tell I should be able to get another post out soon, but again, I can't guarantee.

>>152575

A-atleast it's not a 1…

Rolled 96 (1d120)

>>152575

rolling for this.

>>152672

Wrong sided dice anon.

But but a 96 out of 120 isn't bad, so if the DM is nice it'll still count.

Just for reference sake a 96 on a 120 sided dice is equal to a 16 on a 20 sided dice. So well done.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>152571

As much as I want to say we should wait until after marriage before doing you know what, >>152575 is good enough. Get flowers, wine, chocolate, whatever. Make it classy, and make sure we tell Ederica we love her. Heck, if we could afford one with our teacher's salary, we could even get a ring for her and propose.

>>152572

Eh, I was just being autistic and thinking that my math would be correct.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>152684

Fuck, didn't realize I forgot to sage and the 1 didn't get removed before putting in the 20. Sorry, OP, I'll try again.

>>152685

We're really not getting good rolls today, are we?

>>152688

Yeah. I've noticed though that so long as it's not a nat1, the actual result of the roll doesn't matter too much if what we're trying to do/whatever is going on in the story right at that moment. isn't terribly significant.

I can see us doing it with Ederica, but it wouldn't be nearly as amazing if someone got a nat20. I mean it still would be, but it wouldn't be the best sex Ederica has ever had or something. Also I don't think we'd be getting a ring and proposing with this update either if roll results actually matter outside a nat1 or nat20.

You know violated teacher, I'm really glad you took the time to develop ederica's relationship with Mr. Moose before they fugged. I haven't been rolling or inputing much lately because I haven't had anything to add, but I've really enjoyed your story. Thanks for not giving up on it

>>152897

That's what I've thought. Smut is nice and all, but making the relationship between the guy and monstergirl believable makes it better.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>152571

Do what everyone else is saying. Make it classy.

>>152928

Based anon

>>153140

Why must I always forget to sage?

>>153121

Thankfully your roll didn't outdo >>152928

But just in case, I will roll so that it DOESN'T happen

>post gets deleted

ayy lmao

>>153127

>>153140

>>153141

>>153157

What'd we miss?

>>153201

shitposting

>>153201

Someone either trying to fuck shit up or shitposting.

Probably both.

>>153206

no, fuck you I saged that one

>Continuing

"If you're ready, I'm ready." There was no surer sign of her intentions with you. You had been waiting for her to let go of the past, and now that she finally is you are not going to let her regret it. Already you are making preparations for tomorrow: some flowers, chocolate and some wine. Maybe you might even buy a ring and propose to her…

Thinking about that makes you nervous. Is it right to propose now? Or is now your best opportunity…

You aren't sure about proposing tomorrow, but you are going to do it soon so it might be best to get the ring ready.

"As long as you're ok with it," she double checks, "I don't want to push it on you."

"Of course I am ok with it. This is about us, and I am more than happy to do anything for that."

Ederica's hand entwines with yours and she leans slightly on your shoulder as you walk.

"Don't ever change," she murmurs. "You're too good for me."

When the two of you approach the staff who were already eating there was a quiet murmur. That murmur broke into congratulations for both Ederica and you.

"You two don't have too much fun together," Rhea says as she comes out from behind.

"Maybe I should have given you a jab," she whispers into your ear. She flaunts her scorpion tail behind her as she walks off.

"Oh this is wonderful," Teresa trots up to the two of you. "It is so nice to see love like this. I hope you have a pure relationship."

"Didn't you hear about what I found in Anon's car?" Cecil breaks into the unicorn's well wishes.

"What was it, Cecil?" she asks.

Cecil motions Teresa closer, and the unicorn's upper torso bent over so that Cecil could whisper in her ear.

The unicorn's face goes beet red as she listens. "I-I- That-"

Cecil gives Teresa a sultry look as she lewdly licks her thumb.

"I-I-I think I should go," her face goes a deeper shade of red as she sees the two of you holding hands. She gallops off to some other part of the school.

"I hope everything goes the very best for you two," there is still a pained look in her eyes as she says that. "He's a great guy. You are really lucky Ederica."

"Thanks Cecil," Ederica holds onto your arm tighter, "He really is great." She pulls you in for a kiss.

You eventually get to sit at a table and get to eat lunch. Ederica talks with Iara while you sit opposite Lisa. She has that same bored expression on her face that she had most of the time. She still did congratulate you. She had said: "Congratulations" before sitting back down.

She carefully slices open the plastic packaging of her leftovers before taking a large bite off the head of a chicken drumstick. She rips almost all the meat off the bone.

"Ederica is one of the teachers who supervises you," she says.

"Yes?"

"This will not disrupt any of the geometry lessons, will it?"

She should be more worried about the students in the class than the two of you. It was one of her students that raped you.

"It won't. We are still teachers."

She nods and goes back to eating her food.

At the end of the day you slip out of sight of Ederica so that you can get things ready for tomorrow.

You couldn't half-ass it. You had to do it right.

When you were about to leave when he showed up. You didn't even look at him, instead looking out somewhere into the sky.

"Hello my rival."

You continue looking at the sky.

"I'm sure you have been preparing for this fated match."

Shit. You had partially forgotten about that.

You got all caught up with Ederica that you never talked with Seleme before school ended. You said you were going to dedicate tomorrow to Ederica, but you also said you were going to use tomorrow to practice rock paper scissors with Seleme.

You had to figure something out…

"I've had some… twists shall we say," the man beside you keeps talking, "It looks like I'm going to be sending in a different student to challenge yours."

Should you still get everything for Ederica now? You couldn't exactly leave her.

"My previous student was a very skilled danuki. She knew the best techniques. My new student is very skilled too, he wasn't my first pick but he has made his way to the competition now."

Seleme would be coming to the school tomorrow. Maybe you should call her home.

"He's a Paladindu," the man coughs, "he put my other student into hospital."

Whatever you choose, you wouldn't get anything done by standing here. "Thanks," you say as you walk away from your rival.

"What?"

What do you do?

If you want to be specific about what you get Ederica now is the time.

Even if >>153121 got a higher roll than >>152928 it wasn't going to happen probably:^)even if I did write an attempt, Ederica would've been there and she wouldn't let it happen

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>153991

Perhaps we could do the RPS stuff with Seleme in the morning – from after breakfast up to before lunch possibly – and then after that take Ederica out to lunch, then go somewhere like to a movie again or maybe downtown to a history museum (or just to go shopping with her or something), then a romantic dinner, then either end the day at our house or Ederica's, with the wine, flowers, and chocolate of course.

We could get all of the necessary date stuff on the way to picking up Ederica including the ring.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>153991

Bruh, We've known her for like a month or two, And have only been dating like 2 weeks. We can't get joined in holy matrimony this quickly. Play the field longer.

I vote for making time for both Ederica and Seleme. If not possible, Focus on Seleme, Since her losing will effectively make us commit suicide. Which would result in Ederica reviving us into a zombie.

>>154026

>2

fug that was close

Also, at least in my mind/headcanon the holy matrimony thing happens a lot quicker with monstergirls because of their incessant desire for a husbando.

Since >>153995 got the higher roll I will go with buying the ring, unless anyone has any objections.

I don't want to bump without a proper update, especially due to the recent influx of CYOAs that are mostly dead at this point.This is on the off chance that someone will notice this. If they do have a problem with it, I can presume that there will be many others that do too.

>>156909

considering i asked/suggest it i'm fine with getting a ring, but if the majority doesnt want to then that's fine

i suppose describing what the ring looks like would be useful

thinking of a simple silver band with a nice deep purple amethyst as the stone

>Continuing

You didn't have to make it a big issue. You never specifically said to either of them that you would be spending the whole day with them. Instead you could split it up. You already said you were going to meet Seleme at nine, so you could dedicate to the morning to Seleme and then the afternoon to Ederica. You could meet up with Ederica for lunch, and then move on from there.

You call Ederica's number as you walk to the car. The man you would see again in two days follows you. You have the suspicion you would see him during tomorrow as well.

"That will be a match: a Paladindu versus a dragon," he continues despite your obvious disregard.

"Hey Ederica, you won't mind if we meet up at lunch tomorrow, do you?"

"You are going out of your way for me. I don't mind at all."

"I'm sorry about that. It's just that the Junior Rock Paper Scissors Competition is the day after and I still have to set aside training for a student."

"I understand this is important to you. I can't take that away."

"Thanks," you say, "Do you want to come watch the tournament? You can always come along."

"I wouldn't want to intrude."

"Come on, I know you really want to. Rock paper scissors is the best sport after all."

You could hear her blush from behind the phone, "If you want me to come to it."

"Don't try to hide it, I know you want to."

She concedes, "I will come."

You aren't sure at what stage of the conversation your rival left, but by the end of it he was gone.

You were thinking of tomorrow when you wandered into a jewellery shop. Whenever you try running it through your head it didn't really make sense; you really haven't known Ederica for that long. Over such a short time you could barely say you know her. Yet it just feels right.

You feel naïve thinking about it, but you can't shake the feeling. Whatever your feelings, you may as well take a quick look around the store while you are there.

Bands and twists of silver and gold are adorned with different gemstones. The types and colours were vast with amethysts, rubies, tanzanite, zircon, emeralds, diamonds and even alexandrite. Where you had grown up there would have been more diamond rings; human girls always seemed to prefer them but monster girls never seemed to be as picky. In fact, you know that many of these gemstones have been losing out to something more recent that was being advertised on one of the signs: "Want to keep that special someone close? Now you can with the use of state of the art mamano mana technology. Bring in some of his semen and we can make it into a gemstone as unique and precious as that special someone."

The sound of hooves against tiles comes from behind you, "Looking for a ring?"

"Just looking. I'm not buying right now."

The centaur has two black horns sprouting from her head. She was modestly dressed, surprisingly, with a black gown which fully covered her human half and extended over the top of her horse back to her rear where it hid her horse pussy.

Her species was anything but modest. You take a step back when she gets closer.

"What kind of monster girl is your wife?" the bicorn prompts.

"A lich," you answer reluctantly, "She isn't my wife." You decide you may as well at least try her since she was supposed to help you.

"Hmm," the jeweller twirls a finger through her hair, "Could you bring her in perhaps and I could help her make a good choice."

"I was hoping to make this a surprise."

"That's a shame."

You cough, "I should get going. I might come back tomorrow."

"You will bring the lich?"

"No," you say with a firm look in your eyes and an uncompromising tone, "you will not be meeting her."

The next day you are ready for everything. You even get to the school fifteen minutes early.

Seleme was already there when you arrived though. She was sitting patiently playing rock paper scissors against herself.

You remember those days where you would do the same. She is progressing quickly, which is ultimately great for you.

"Seleme," you break her out of her rock paper scissors haze. She looks at you with an absent expression.

You were going to try to increase her luck stat but you wouldn't have enough time to do that. There is something more important that you notice needs your attention. She was doing the game, like it was some kind of chore. She wasn't feeling it or knowing it.

"This will be your final training session," you announce in a dramatic voice, "Today we will make you into a true rock paper scissors player."

"Yes," Seleme utters, but not with enthusiasm. Rather, determination.

You would fix that.

"I don't understand," Seleme throws the toilet roll to the ground. Anger seeps into her voice, "You've gotten me to spend that last twenty minutes folding toilet paper. How will this help me?"

"You have never questioned my lessons before now," you frown.

"This isn't helpful at all."

She has done enough, you should explain now. "Follow me. I will show you something."

You take her to the small room which contained the school's Ilias shrine. The school had to have one otherwise the angels would riot. At the centre of the shrine stood a stone statue of the goddess, barely taller than a foot. Just like all statues of Ilias, it retains the same graceful posture and does not have a single blemish. Apart from the behind where you found a crudely drawn penis between her stone ass cheeks. Probably some prank the worshippers hadn't caught on to yet.

"What do you see here?" you ask Seleme.

"I see the statue of a goddess who promotes shota rape in her followers."

"Shota rape isn't something that is unique to Ilias. What else do you see?"

"A pitiful goddess to believe in. Can you believe that other mamano actually follow her? She says that only human girls and angels are allowed to have husbands."

You help clarify, "The point is, she's a horrible goddess. There are much greater forces at work in the world than her."

You clear your throat and begin, "Rock paper scissors is at the heart of all things. It is about balance. Rock paper scissors is the life force of the world. It flows, it breathes, it maintains order. It is what guides us. When rock paper scissors players duel they are participating in the most divine of engagements. The winner and losers are determined by this balance. The balance of the world is maintained through each rock paper scissors match. It raises the poor to greatness and pulls the great to poverty. What is rock paper scissors? It shows that all things have strength, but all things have weakness. Balance must be maintained in the world. This is the soul of rock paper scissors; following this balance, knowing and accepting. By hearing its call you can follow the path which leads to your success."

"Say this is true, if an ordinary man were to fight a dragon, how would he overcome her? Or Ilias, how would a man defeat her?"

"The dick. You give them so much dick that they become addicted to it. They can't stop thinking about it and can't function without a dick in some orifice. It can turn them into cock-craving sluts," is what you want to say, but you worry she might take it in the wrong way. Instead you say, "Their weakness lies in places they underestimate. They can be overcome in ways they least expect."

She isn't satisfied with that answer, but you cut her off with a question before she can continue, "Do you understand now?"

"What was the point of the toilet paper?"

"Rock paper scissors is in everything. The question you should be asking yourself is: What have you learned from the experience?"

She doesn't buy it, "What have I learned? Absolutely nothing."

"You will see," you nod in a sage-like manner, "Tomorrow you will see the fruits of your labour."

A clunking of metal echoes from the hallway. It could only be a Paladindu, but you didn't know why one would be at the school at this time.

Listening closer you realise there are two. The footsteps of the second Paladindu are heavier than the first… Wait a minute. Didn't your rival say his student was a Paladindu?

The door to the shrine opens and standing in it are two men fully suited in armour from another era. The larger of the two enters a belly laugh. From his body shape alone you could tell who it was,

"My rival, what an interesting place you have gone to train."

"I was trying to show her the reality behind rock paper scissors. If she can grasp that well then I can't see your student standing a chance."

"You are right about that," he pats his student on the back, "Paladindu is far too dedicated to Ilias to believe that."

"Paladindu? Is his name Paladindu?"

"Oh yes, funny name isn't it?" He points to the armour he is wearing, "I thought I might try wear what he does so he might understand me better."

You analyse the boy. He seems like the hot-headed type despite not doing anything so far. It simply exudes from him. That Paladindu aura is unmistakable.

Paladindu's grip on his hammer visibly tightens.

"How dare you two deface the statue of the Holy Goddess!" he screams. "There is only one place for heretics like you."

What do you do?

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>157943

The ol' rock paper skedaddle the fuck out of there

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>157943

Kindly point out that by using forensic evidence, her can clearly tell that the hilarious crude markings on the statue are older than the time we have been by it, thus making it impossible for us to have drawn the phallus on the Ilias statue's butt. And if he were a true follower, he would have noticed it beforehand, but he can be forgiven so long as instead of kindly pointing out the error of our ways, he cleans the statue up so much we can see our reflection in the stone.

Also we were teaching Seleme about some philosophical stuff, and as a Paladindudu he should apperciate talk about religion.

>>157961

>her can clearly tell…

should be "he can"

>Continuing

Paladindus are stupid in most cases. You have had a hard time deciding if it is the teachings of Ilias that make people stupid, or if stupid people choose to follow her. Whichever one it is, it made them easy to fool if you play the right cards.

Paladindu raises his hammer showing he means business. "I am merciful," he says, "You will have time to repent your sins before Ilias. She may spare you of this slight or she may scorn you. The pair of you are undoubtedly beyond redemption but I will allow you to beg to her for forgiveness, after which I will crush you."

Seleme looks completely unimpressed. Instead she watches the Paladindu's master who stands at the door not showing the slightest sign of interfering. Though his helmet covers his face, the visor points in her direction. She may feel contempt for the Paladindu, but it was obvious she found his master unnerving.

The pupil however, interprets that as fear of him, "Yes, fear her divine punishment. I am an instrument of her JUSTICE." With a cocky walk he approaches the dragon girl.

You step in front of him, "Are you blind?"

"You dare address me, heathen? Scum like you have no place to speak to Ilias' servant."

You respond calmly, "If you brought that statue under forensic analysis you would see that the crude markings left here older than the time we have been here." You shake your head, "As a Paladindu you should be ashamed. How could you leave a statue of your goddess in such a condition? To leave it be must make you just as bad as the defiler. If you were a true follower of Ilias you would know statues like these completely and should be able to tell the time the phallic shape was drawn onto the Ilias statue's butt. The person who should beg for forgiveness is you. Is it even possible to show your worth to your goddess anymore?"

Throughout he was quiet, even trembling at stages but finished on his knees as if he were struck down.

"I will fix this," he swears solemnly, "I WILL FIX THIS!"

Out of his left shoulder pauldron he pulls a perfectly white cloth. He wastes no time as he moves to clean and restore the statue to perfection. He polishes the ass cheeks of the statue so much that you almost think he is trying to make his reflection visible.

You aren't going to stay and watch him finish of course, you have already used the room as you wanted so it would be best to just leave him.

You motion to Seleme that you are leaving. You didn't want to distract Paladindu whom is making a quick prayer before polishing underneath the dress of the statue.

Seleme walks through the doorway being mindful of the man standing in it. That didn't prepare her for the firm grab of her ass she received.

Seleme's tail raises but you step in the between the two before she could retaliate.

"It's not worth it. That's what he wants you to do. He wants you to tail peg him."

"I am supposed to let him touch me and get away with it?"

"You need to be taught how to be a woman," the armoured man behind you says. You could feel the grin from behind his helmet.

You almost want to let her go, but there is always a better way, "During the competition you will come across competitors that will say things and do things to throw you off your game. You can't let that happen. This is as much a part of your training as anything else."

Her expression is initially defiant but she quickly says: "Fine" and walks off.

Outside you continue your lesson, "It is like the wind. You can feel it against your skin. Sometimes it is light and other times it is heavy. It can be at your back or it may push you back. So when you say that rock paper scissors is a game about luck, you aren't looking at it right. It all comes down to you."

Seleme is still as sceptical as the first time you told her. It is not surprising; not many see it straight away, but you could see the signs of some understanding beneath that scepticism.

There is little more you can do. The rest was up to her. "I am going to leave now. I want you to spend the rest of this day continuing to practice what I have taught you so far. Pay close attention to today especially. Keep it in mind for everything you do."

"Now? The day has barely started. Where is all the training? What happened to turning me into a true rock paper scissors player?"

"That is up to you. I have done all I can, you need to be alone for this final day. Try meditation. That might help you find what you need throughout today. It never worked for me, but it's worth a shot."

She wants to argue but it is obvious she can't.

It isn't that she can't, it is that she shouldn't. She knows that there is no point to argue.

"I will have to see how things go tomorrow. Until then I can only wish you well for your training today."

She would go well, you can see it. The only thing that troubles you is how easily you can read her.

The first thing you pick up is the wine and chocolate. For a moment the idea of buying a wine from the year of Ederica's birth comes into your head but quickly disappears because not only did you not know her proper age, but the cost of the bottle would be far outside what you could afford.

For the flower you choose the most unique or alien ones you can find. Ederica didn't seem to be interested in flowers the same way that other girls are, instead she looks at their experimental value. Something less ordinary or less common would surely have some kind of special property.

The flower you end up choosing has its petals twirl around in an odd screw. The outer petals crinkle into an odd sort of guard for the inner flower. The leaves immediately below the petals spike up around the flower like a menacing crown. You immediately forget the proper name of the flower that the florist gives you, but it was easy to remember the common name: the demon flower. The bee girl florist is quick to tell you information that you aren't interested in, but couldn't help with how it could be used in potions.

You decide to just buy it. It wouldn't be any different from buying another flower blindly.

You walk past the jewellery store you were in yesterday on the way to the car.

Is this the time to buy it? If so, what kind of ring do you get?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>160369

Now is the time to buy it, but maybe not the time to use it unless of course Ederica shows interest in taking our relationship as far as it can possibly go tonight. And I don't mean lewd things, I mean marriage. Maybe ask Ederica what her opinion on marriage is, since she's had a husband before. If she expresses interest in marrying again we could totally pop the question then.

Go for a plain silver or platinum ring band (whichever material makes it look silver) in the same style as a traditional wedding band/engagement ring, but instead of a diamond as the stone, it's a deep purple amethyst.