/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance

I'm guessing she was monsterized after you were born?

>>151127

Either that, or it's not KC canon, and monster girls can also give birth to human sons.

>>151127

>>151128

A second marriage is also possible after anon's biological (human) mother died.

Adoption could work too.

Why can't things like >>139685 happen to me IRL ;_;

>>151129

I suppose, but anon looks like his father, so it's probably biological.

>>151127

>>151128

>>151129

>>151135

Yes, muh headcanon has sons.

Now stick with the thread theme. You can have your own sonless headcanons with you monamo stepmom if you want.

>>151131

Because irl, getting fucked by your mother figure can have some pretty bad psychological effects.

Don't dick the daugteru, don't /ss/ the son.

>>151128

Considering how integrated monster girls are in most stories with modern settings I just tend to assume, that the monster lord won centuries ago and monsters now occasionally give birth to males if this issue crops up.

>>151140

Moms are supposed to raise up their sons first and only do these things with them when they're finally ready and are taking an interest in their mother on their own.

>>151143

more cute stories and less lewd ones.

stop being autistic. all of you.

>>151143

>assuming this is common

>assuming they don't get a nonrelated girlfriend

>assuming dad can't satisfy monmom

Sort of.

>Uncle Tommy liked Hellhounds

>Thanksgiving, Christmas and barbecues are a living hell.

>Thrill of the hunt.exe

> Praise Kek for every second they continue to think incest is crossing the line.

They're civil now for the most part, barring the occasional drunken tackle. And ironically enough a youth of being chased by monster girls has yielded competence in avoiding proactively dating.

>>151147

Mother-son incest is only okay if the mom and son are both single at the time, anon.

>My dad married a Mu-onna named Yukiko and she birthed me and my sister.

>Yukiko is the best mom ever. She never made me feel like me or my sister was the more important one. She always gave us warm, soft hugs when we made her happy, and she cooked the best fried rice.

>Sis and I are both human. We asked mom why we didn't have a face like her.

>She said mu-onnas were made, not born.

>She seemed really sad when we brought it up.

>One day, when I was little, me and sis came up to Mom and put on a pair of white paper masks we made.

What are you doing dears?

>"We wanna look just like you, Mom."

>She chuckled.

And why would you want to do that?

>"Cause you're the best mom in the whole world, and we want to be like you." my sister said.

>She pulled both of us into a hug and started to cry.

>"Mom? We didn't do something bad did we?" I asked her.

No…I'm just very happy to have children like you two.I love you both so much.

>"We love you too!"

I still have my mask. I don't put it on anymore, but whenever I see it, I call her. I'm lucky to have a parent like her.

In my headcannon, the son of a monster would be human, but he would also inherent a few things from his mother as well as his dad

>My mom is an ogre and my dad was a former Paladindu

>Mom was a typical ogre, very laid back, and enjoyed her drinks. Not to say she was irresponsible

>Dad on the other hand was a hard and strict father. He was always trying to make sure that I was good and proper

>He also did his best to spend time with me whenever he could, and to teach me lessons about anything he though I need to know

>Being the son of an ogre, I developed a taste for alcohol at 14 years old, much to my dad's displeasure

>Mom wasn't pleased or displeased, I think she expected it

>When I was 15 dad caught me stealing drinks straight out of my mom's stash

>Not to mention it was my mom's best sake out of her collection, so she gave my dad a carte blanche to punish me

>The next day him and mom sat me down at the table, pulled out a huge jug of sake, and told me to start drinking

>Dad lectured me on how drinking at my age was irresponsible and unhealthy. While mom went on about how expensive her drinks were

>They straight up told me I wasn't leaving until was too sick to even look at a bottle

>As it turns out, not only do I have my mom's nose, but her liver too

>I only started getting drunk a fifth of the way through the bottle, but even then I didn't feel sick

>a third of the way I was getting a little woozy, but I wanted to show my parents up and I kept drinking

>For some reason though, I wasn't getting anymore sick, just way more drunk

>I was three quarters though before I fell off my chair and passed out

Later on I found out that ogre since ogres can drink as much as they want their body doesn't have a responce for drinking too much, as in they don't feel sick. I figure I have a form of that.

>When I woke up, I was on my mom's lap and dad was crying. she was consoling dad and trying to tell him that he didn't kill me

>Ever since then, dad was a bit more lenient with is punishments

continue?

>>151169

I thought undead couldn't have babies, but hey to each, his own headcannon

HOT WHEELS LET ME POST

In my headcannon, the son of a monster would be human, but he would also inherent a few things from his mother as well as his dad

>My mom is an ogre and my dad was a former Paladindu

>Mom was a typical ogre, very laid back, and enjoyed her drinks. Not to say she was irresponsible

>Dad on the other hand was a hard and strict father. He was always trying to make sure that I was good and proper

>He also did his best to spend time with me whenever he could, and to teach me lessons about anything he though I need to know

>Being the son of an ogre, I developed a taste for alcohol at 14 years old, much to my dad's displeasure

>Mom wasn't pleased or displeased, I think she expected it

>When I was 15 dad caught me stealing drinks straight out of my mom's stash

>Not to mention it was my mom's best sake out of her collection, so she gave my dad a carte blanche to punish me

>The next day him and mom sat me down at the table, pulled out a huge jug of sake, and told me to start drinking

>Dad lectured me on how drinking at my age was irresponsible and unhealthy. While mom went on about how expensive her drinks were

>They straight up told me I wasn't leaving until was too sick to even look at a bottle

>As it turns out, not only do I have my mom's nose, but her liver too

>I only started getting drunk a fifth of the way through the bottle, but even then I didn't feel sick

>a third of the way I was getting a little woozy, but I wanted to show my parents up and I kept drinking

>For some reason though, I wasn't getting anymore sick, just way more drunk

>I was three quarters though before I fell off my chair and passed out

Later on I found out that ogre since ogres can drink as much as they want their body doesn't have a responce for drinking too much, as in they don't feel sick. I figure I have a form of that.

>When I woke up, I was on my mom's lap and dad was crying. she was consoling dad and trying to tell him that he didn't kill me

>Ever since then, dad was a bit more lenient with is punishments

continue?

>>151169

I thought undead couldn't have babies, but hey to each, his own headcannon

>>151117

I was adopted by a Mu-Onna.

She beat up a Cheshire after that cat tried to rape me when I was twelve.

>>151199

Youkai are a bit different from standard rotting corpses like liches,mummies,etc. I view mu-onna as spirits capable of manifesting a physical form after they die.

>>151203

Yeah, Mu-Onna are living physical beings.

Spirits that can manifest on a physical plane like Kyuubi and Crow Tengu.

Mu-Onna are pretty over protective, the monster women that try to lure me always gets the shit beaten out of them by my faceless mom.

I always love my faceless mom's beautiful soft feet and receive her warm hugs.

She likes to wear yoga pants, jeans and turtle neck.

She's great at cooking, cleaning and all the house chores.

Great woman.

My mom's a Yuki-onna.

Her species can change between loli form and MILF form whenever they want on top of having ice powers.

When I was a lonely little kid with nobody to play with, mom would turn into a loli and play with me. She'll ecen tease my friends about how she was my girlfriend.

My mom still changes into loli form just for things like cheaper tickets in the theater in which she calls me Onii-chan.

She's always very loving in her adult form, hugs are soft and large breasts to lay my head on. She loves to tease me with her body and go "~Ara ~Ara" just to mess around.

I love her in both forms, she jokingly said that I can't make up my mind in whether I'm a lolicon or a mamacon.

>>151231

>ecen

*even

>>151136

>Don't dick the daugteru, don't /ss/ the son.

Fucking plebs.

>>151239

pot kettle black

>Have a lamia mother and an older brother

>Because I was diagnosed with autism my lamia mom was more protective and gave me more attention than my brother

>When I was afraid of the dark, she would sleep in my bed and cuddle with me until I fell asleep

>She would make any meal I asked for and would love watching me eat

>One time in middle school, I got detention all because I forgot to bring a doctor's slip. So when they called my lamia mom, she begged them to give her the detention instead of me.

>My brother and I hardly speak to each other because of so much fighting we did over the fact that I was given more attention than he has.

>Biological Mum got Loved by Ebola-Chan working as a doctor over in Darkest Dindustan

>After suitable period of mourning, Dad re-married, new mum is a Holstaurus

>New mum obsessed with cooking

>Makes me milkshakes with every meal

>If you are trying to buy my affection woman, you're going about it the right way.

>Few years pass, baby sister is born

>Come home from school

>thirsty as fuck

>go to fridge

>w00t, fucking milkshake's already made.

>Mum sees me mid-guzzle

"Ara Ara~ That's for the baby Anon!"

>wat

"Oh well, it doesn't matter, it's all the same anyway"

>WAT

To this day my dad gives me shit. Apparently I stood there with a bottle of Holstaur milk halfway to my mouth and a look of shock on my face for a solid ten minutes.

>kikimora mom

>she had trouble raising me

>was always trying to balance working around the house for dad, sometimes forgetting about me

>wasn't that bad when I was really young, but that changed in middle/high school

>dad's career got rough, needed mom's support more

>really depressed cuz no friends and freshman in high school

>shitty teen life.jpeg

>come home after rough day

>mom is busy preparing dinner, hardly notices I came in

>she asks about my day, I just keep walking to my room

>slam door behind me

>I just want to cry, but the tears won't come

>I felt so unloved, so angry with myself

>why can't I just be loved like everyone else

>sob quietly into pillow

>door creaks

>mom walks in, asking me if I'm alright

>nothing is alright.png

>she sits down next to me, stroking the back of my head

>'whats wrong sweetie?'

>'nobody at school likes me'

>'awww, don't be so hard on yourself, there's people there that like you'

>'no they don't!' I scream, sitting up

>'I'm so weird to them! nothing I do is cool, and everyone has girlfriends and is so cool and I'm just a freak! nobody loves me and I'm going to die alo-'

>she pressed a finger against my lips

>'not another word.'

>there was a pause as she searched for the words, letting out a breath

>'no matter how hard things get, remember that you will always be loved, even if its just little old me.'

>she hugged me tightly, her feathers tickling the back of my neck

>tears came like torrential rains

>so warm, so welcoming

>I always gave my mother shit for being so busy and trying to maintain the house

>she always did it because she loved me and my dad

>and I was so selfish that I couldn't see that

>it only made me cry more

>'i love you mom'

>'i love you too sweetie'

sorry for feels, kinda came to me out of nowhere

>>151525

Was this something that actually happened with your mom? And you replaced her with a kikimora mom for the greentext?

>>151532

Forgot to disable flag.

>>151190

Nope, did you?

I want more lamia mother stories

>Have a succubus younger sister.

>Like being a girl in a world with monstergirls isn't bad enough.

>My little sister, 5 years my senior, is a full foot taller than me and five cup sizes larger

>as in, she has cup sizes and I don't

>Every guy I'm interested in is way more interested in my little sister

>Which they constantly refer to as my big sis. Even as I correct them.

>She doesn't want to rub it in but sometimes she just can't help herself.

>It sucks being the inferior sister.

>>151199

>I thought undead couldn't have babies, but hey to each, his own headcannon

>baby lich's phylactery is the broken condom that led to her concepetion

Might be funny.

>>151203

>>151217

Mu-Onna are like Kitsune and Yuki-Onna on that regard.

Kitsune and Yuki-Onna are spirits that also manifest in the physical plane.

>tfw fluffy tail mom was spooky this whole time

>>151532

Nah, just an idea that came to mind.

Though I wouldn't mind having a kikimora as a mother, it sounds comfy as fuck.

>>151583

Seconding this.

>>151750

>>151190

I did. She… was "overprotective" of me. By that, i mean no other real girl dared to even try to proactivly date me (or talk to me much) after what happened to the first one. She did actually start relenting when my current girl friend (who is also a dragon) stood up to here when she was just talking to me. We've been dating for a few years now.

Some random shit I can remember:

>one time tried to get me used to sleeping on a part of her hoard

Did you know that something not that far from 600k or 700k gold coins is the weight of a twin?

>scales feel very nice in hugs

>smart enough to help tutor me in my classes

Any questions?

>>151815

>She… was "overprotective" of me. […] She did actually start relenting when my current girl friend (who is also a dragon) stood up to here[sic]

>who is also a dragon

So… which one of you, between you and your mother, has an Oedipus complex?

inb4 both

>>151823

>that spoiler

Anon, you would've been NTRing your dad. You are a terrible son to hold that regret.

>>151820

Let me answer that in a different way. My girlfriend wants to have a threesome with me and my mom.

>>151826

But do you say YES or do you say YES?

>>151832

You CAN help it. By being mad at her for trying to cheat on dad with you, provided you know for certain that's what she meant to do. Replace your horniness with the rage of Ammit.

>>151823

>she wanted to NTR your dad

No Anon. Your mom a shit.

>>151826

You better consent and put a ring on that boyo

>>151832

>>151823

Your mom a worst mom and shit.

>>151903

What are cute /monster/ families like when the mom is a loli like the daughter?

>>151906

Extremely painful labor. Shit, imagine a fairy having a human son

Loli mom infiltrates school in disguise to keep watch on her kids.

>>151910

Even in a world where monster girls can give birth to human son, with the way fairies are, maybe they and certain other monster girls only give birth to girls. But that's only a maybe.

>>151117

Did you ever hear your mother full on roar when she got mad? Tigers are some spooky cats when they're trying to kill something.

>>151913

Maybe monsters have to be a certain size in order to birth human sons. I think they should be at the minimum, the size of a twelve year old girl.

Could harpies have human sons? Would they hatch from eggs like their sisters?

Reposting from halfchan:

>after a terrible accident involving a smart car, and a wheat thresher, you're left orphaned

>get adopted by MG

>Manticore more specifically

>she claims she's only 24 but even you can spot the bags and wrinkles around her face

>whatever she seems really nice

>go to her house

>it's neat and clean and still in your old school district

>but she shows you your room and you're blown away

>there's a 70" tv, both a Rapestation 4 and Xboner One, and in the corner is a brand new PC

>she says this used to be her old "game room"

>you ask her about what she means and she shows you the basement

>it's your very own personal arcade down there

>all of your favorite games are down there

>apparently she helped create one of the first gaming comapnies that sold for millions in the 1980's

>you ask her how can she do that if she's only 24

>she quickly trips you up with your tail and tells you to "be careful about your surroundings"

>oh it's on now

>challenge her to a few games in the basement

>she crushes you in all the games you two play

>you can't beat her high score in anything

>can't beat her in racing games because she can switch gears with her tail

>can't beat her in fighting games because she's memorized all of the combos and specials

>go back upstairs and watch a movie on the couch while Mommacore makes dinner

>eat and talk more about how things are

>you start to feel tired as Brad Pitt keeps talking about baseball

>you feel a warmth spread around your face

>Mommacore has fallen asleep on you

>whatever it feels great, and soon you're fast asleep in your Mommacores mane

>you dreamed of flowers that night

>it was the first time in a while that you dreamed of something good

>time passes and you're no longer the young boy who lost his parents

>you're now a young man in the last semester of your senior year of high school

>and Mommacore has been acting weird around you

>like not talking to you weird

>you go to meet with your social worker the next day to be caught by surprise

>your old black lady of a social worker has been replaced by a small, yet busty, cyclops

>she informs you that since you're in the care of a MG that they need a "better perspective" on these cases

>she then asks if she can make a house visit the next day

>you don't see why that wouldn't be a problem and you two agree to meet

>you get home to a pitch black house

>not even the tv is on

>as you go into the house, you hear something upstairs

>light is coming from your room and nowhere else

>you open the door to see Mommacore, naked in your bed using two dildos in her pussy and tailpussy, while huffing your dirty underwear and watching old videos of the trip to Fiji that you two went on last summer

>you wonder why she made you wear a speedo the entire time you were there

>and now you know why

>Mommacore is just staring at you, almost crying

>then she jumps up and yells "I'm sorry Anon!" while running into her room and locking the door

>>151930

>you're now knocking on Mommacores door, trying to get her to open up

>all she's doing is crying and telling you to leave her alone

>you tell her it's not as bad as she thinks

>upon hearing this she pulls the door open and tells you with a puffy face "Bad?!? I'm literally torn between being a mother to you and fucking you!"

>"BUT I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!" you proclaim to her face

>she just stands there, registering what you just said

>you can see her tail swaying back and forth like a puppy

>and like that you see her eyes glaze over as she grabs you and throws you into her bed

>she's drooling now crawling over your body taking in your musk

>then as fast as she threw you on the bed, your pants and underwear were shredded

>as she sees that you're already rock hard, she skips the pleasentries and foreplay and rides you hard

>it doesn't even take a minute before both of you are cumming

>it feels like you two came for hours on end

>but in reality it was only about a minute and a half

>still quite a record though

>but something feels off

>you're still hard even after cumming so much

>you look past your Mommacore to see her tail with no barbs on the bulb

>three are in the wall, one's in her dresser, and five are in your legs and feet

>Mommacore just smiles like a Cheshire and tells you "we've got a long night ahead of us dear~!"

>it's morning already

>and you're still pounding away your Mommacore on her king sized bed

>you're too engrossed by hitting it from the back while huffing her mane to notice the front door being opened

>and it isn't until you both cum again that you notice the flustered monoeye in a business suit in the doorway of the bedroom

>oh shit, you forgot all about the social worker coming over

>and then you hear Mommacore exclaim "Jessie?!?"

>you (still hard) ask her how she knows the social worker

>"Jessie was my freshman buddy when I was a senior in high school!"

>"Back in 1980 Sarah." The social worker counters

>you don't think nows the time to tease her about her graduation year so you take that info and store it away for later

>the cyclops continues "You know Sarah, this is a gross negligence on your part as this boys foster mother. You're looking at serious jail time right now."

>your Mommacore goes white and silent, tears welling up in her eyes

>for some reason things start to get blurry and soon the both of you are pleading with Jessica to make things right

>"How old is he?" Jessica asks

>you tell her that you turned 18 two months ago

>she tells you two to clean up and meet her downstairs

>Mommacore tells you to use your shower this time as she needs some time to herself

>you sadly tell her okay and respect her wishes

>the whole time you're trying to figure out a way to keep on living with your Mommacore

>you eventually get out of the shower and go downstairs to see a calm monoeye and a shaking Mommacore drinking coffee in the kitchen

>Jessica sees you and asks you to sit down and explains that she won't call the authorities and that you two are in the clear

>as long as you two are married and no longer a foster family

>she hands you a piece of paper that was already signed by your Mommacore

>'Certificate of Marriage' it reads

>you sign the paper like it was a contract from the Dodgers

>as soon as you sign it Mommacore grabs you and kisses you like never before

>you're all to happy to reciprocate

>you then thank Jessica for helping you two

>she just smiles and says "You can thank your Aunt Jessica during the honeymoon stud!"

>you don't know what to think of this as you turn to your Mommacore

>she just shrugs her shoulders and says "What Anon? I had to make a deal to get this certificate of marriage and you really impressed Jessie here this morning!"

>now it was the cyclops' turn to be embarrassed

>you're just shaking your head, wondering where the future will take you

>but, with your Mommacore by your side, you know the future will be great

>>151930

>>151931

even though that was from halfchan, it was still fairly decent

>>151935

Sounds really shitty…

>>151903

THIS

>>152096

Helicopter parents are always shitty.

Overbearing Loli moms will always use their form to join class with their kids just to spy on them.

Yuki Onna are worst offender as they can transition between loli to teenage to adult forms.

Helicopter Yuki Onna mom will follow you from elementary to the end of high school and will tag along with you and your friends as they are jealous of you for having a cute "GF".

At worst she'll pretend to be your girlfriend and be your prom date to keep watch over you and "protect" you from the "hussies".

At best she'll pretend to be your older sister and will keep a slight distance and will try to hook you up with a girl she approves.

It gets embarassing that she stands up to your bullies and beats them up for you.

Overbearing and overprotective moms are no fun.

>>152130

I can just picture a black hawk harpy screaming that attack helicopter pasta on a loudspeaker while arguing with people trying to date her son.

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>mom is a polt

>have an older sister (2 years) and twin sister

>twin sis always teases about how she's older

>forced to share a bed with her for childhood, mom always said if we shared a womb we can share a room

>we could've had separate rooms though, never understood it

>oldest sister would sometimes come in at night and join us when we were kids

>one halloween we begged our parents to watch some b list horror movie and we all spent the next week sleeping in one bed

>that became a tradition for our childhood after trick or treating

>sister pee'd the bed one time and blamed it on me, luckily she had a habit of blaming things on me so they knew

>mom had all of us exercising everyday holding me to the same standard as them which was tough

>was always rewarded with a milkshake once done, although now I know it was made from holstaur milk

>grew up and finally got my own room

>oldest sis was doing exercises one day in what were essentially spandex daisy dukes

>I couldn't help but stare at her perfect ass

>dad caught me staring and told me unless I wanted to marry her to keep my eyes away

Then there was the time I first watched porn

>home alone one day and being curious I looked up porn

>sensing I was up to no good mom materialized right behind me ready for the kill

>with my eyes glued on a very busty weresheep dressed as little Bo peep and a very muscular werewolf making out with each other on screen she put one hand on my shoulder and used the other to close the browser

>she told me to put on my shoes to go for a walk

>it's a beautiful day for a walk in the woods so I might as well make it my final sight of this earth

>I ask her if I'm in trouble and she only laughs

>sisters were already caught watching porn, this whole day was just an entrapment scheme for me

>talks to me about the birds and the bees leaving absolutely nothing out

>toys, masturbation, different techniques, positions, lubes, how to woo women, etc.

>ends it all by telling me I better not get a girl pregnant while I'm in her house

>during high school when women were on the prowl sisters would always be defending me and beating off women; although every mamono sister was like that with their brothers

>became astonished at how inbreeding wasn't a problem in society

>wound up dating a snuggly yeti

>during a night at my house with parents away, we were in bed with each other when sis busts in saying she wants to sleep together like when we were young

>yeti gf doesn't seem to understand that she is trying to cock block me and agrees wholeheartedly

>spend the night squished next to her by gf's arms of steel

Pretty average life I assume, still dating snuggly yeti gf even in college.

>My real mom left me shortly after I was born

>A clump of seaweed I call mom shortly after clung to my dad

>Right after that four more clumps of seaweed appeared in the family. My sisters.

>Clingy is a fucking understatement, I've got seaweed stuck to me at all times. Haven't had true alone time in years.

>Due to the aging process of seaweed girls being a complete mess with them able to change from loli to full grown adult, I have to bear carrying around four small kids or suffer my short ass being carried around by four tall women. Not to mention how awkward I feel with four full grown women always coiled around me.

>Thankfully they think practically the same because I don't want to endure the physical pain if they argued over me.

>I can't make friends because of them. They get all jealous when it's a girl and every guy doesn't even bother to talk to me.

Oh well, I still love my sisters and I'll enjoy spending time with them until they split off to find a mate. I just hope it isn't me.

>>152158

I need this.

>>154092

At least they're better than my sister most of the time.

Fucking scale tires, let me post.

>My mother died when I was born, but my dad remarried a couple years later to a dragon.

>She demanded that we would all live in her cave otherwise she wouldn't marry and my dad was laid back, so he was all cool with it.

>While growing up, she refused to let me go outside.

>She would even home school me just to keep me home. Vacation would be going to the waterfall next to the cave.

>She was really big on collecting, so of course why have one kid when we should have more so I got 3 little sisters who are all spoiled. For example, if I eat a cookie, I get stopped by my parents and get told that it will spoil my dinner, but if they did it I would get scolded for trying to stop them from having one cookie before dinner.

>So I say fuck it, they could do whatever and when they do do something bad I get scolded for not stopping them.

>She even collects weapons and displays them. She does not even use them.

>By the time I was 18, I had my first real fight with my mom by telling her that I wanted to go to college. She refused to let me go. Even put locks on the outside of my door so I wouldn't go outside my room and I would have to knock it down.

>By the time I left for college, I promised my mom that I would come back to visit from time to time. I look behind my mom to see my 3 sisters giving me puppy dog eyes as though begging me to stay.

>As promised, I did just that on holidays and birthdays. By the time I was on the second year of college, my mom stopped collecting all together.

>It was odd to see my mother turn down her favorite hobby, but I didn't think of it much.

>By the third year, my mother was diagnosed with depression and my dad called me home to help him take care of her.

>I packed up all my things and moved back home disappointed that I had to drop out.

>After getting home, I dropped off all my stuff in my room and unpacked.

>During my third year, I developed an interest in kaiju and collected kaiju figures and Godzilla movies.

>My mom peaked into my room and picked up one of my figures.

>I turn to see my mom shedding tears in her eyes.

>Then suddenly, a laugh came out of her like she was happy.

>She was happy that there was something we can finally have in common after years of scolding and arguing with each other.

>Now whenever I bring a new Godzilla figure home, she would like to know everything about it and sometimes sit down for a Godzillathon all day.