"Her Favorite Beefcake"
"Do you always sleep in the nude?"
I nearly chocked on my Cheerios when she asked that. Thank God Emily didn't hear that. The last thing my girlfriend needed to know was that her roommate was roommate was being weird again. Finals were getting to her, and Clair was not helping.
"Excuse me?"
She shrugged like it was no big deal.
"I came over to pick Emily up the other day. She was taking a shower and your door was open. I saw my favorite beefcake was naked, so I had to investigate."
I hated it when she called me that. Not beefcake, that's what I am. I'm proud of my body. I do whatever it takes to keep it fit and muscular. No, I hated it when she called me her favorite. She always said it so... predatorially. Like she wanted to jump my bones. Clair was not ugly by any means. She was a sexy little BBW with curves in all the wrong places, but I liked the bikini model type. Like Emily. No, that's not true. I hated it because whenever she said it my dick stood at attention. I didn't know why, and I didn't like that.
"You came into my room?"
"Of course. I had to get some pics. I finger myself to them every night. You're such a heavy sleeper. You didn't wake at all as I licked you dick."
I dropped my spoon.
"You what?!"
"You are delicious."
"You're insane!"
"You looked so cute. I just wanted to scoop you up and carry you away."
Why was that thought making my harder?
"I could too."
"I doubt it."
"Nah, it would be easy. My parents have a beach house they don't use 9 months of the year. I could walk right into your room, pick you up, carry you out to my car and be out there by morning. I would rape your sweet little ass till summer came round."
I left without a word.
I called Emily and apologized. I lied and said something came up. She was still so stressed out I couldn't bring myself to tell her what Clair had said. That night I locked my bedroom door. About 3am I heard it. The front door opened and closed. I had locked it. Hadn't I? Someone walked across the wood floor. I watched as my bedroom door's knob turned. They tried to open it but could not. Soon they left. I knew, knew it was Clair.
I stayed away from their apartment. I lied and said I was sick. Emily bought it. Just had to wait till finals were over. Night after night she broke in. Strangely she never tried to break into my room. Stranger still I never called the cops. Why? Then the dreams started. I was on the bed, naked, unable to move. Clair, butt naked and beautiful, stepped out of the corner and onto the bed with me. She crawled up like a spider before shoving her tit into my mouth. I began to suckle. She impaled herself on me and rode me hard. I loved it.
Days of this strange cycle passed. She tried my door. I dreamt of her raping me. I anticipated it happening again. What was wrong with me? Would she, do it? If I let her in, would she, do it. I had to know. I left my bedroom door unlocked. I did not sleep. I waited. The door opened.
There was Clair. She was curvier and sexier than even my horniest dream. I just lay there, silent. She smiled knowingly as she strutted over. She loomed over me, and I locked eyes with her nipples. With an ease I found both frightening and arousing she scooped me up like a baby. Mouth met nipple and I began to suckle. She carried me away. Clair had won. She now owned her favorite beefcake.
***
"Jinko Haze"
"Hands to yourself, Asshole!"
The muscle bound moron crashed through the front door and out onto the back alley. I smacked my paws together to show him what I thought of him. He was just another piece of trash to take out. The nerve of this pervs. Just because we're monster girls we want to be touched? That was a mistake. He would have just been asked to leave. Touching me, a Jinko, was what got his ass kicked out onto the street. This was one bouncer he didn't need a man.
He was hot though. What? No he wasn't! Such big muscles. That I don't care about! That dick looked kinda big. Stop that! What the hell was wrong with me? I staggered over the bar and placed my paws on the top to settle myself down. It was then I saw the chalkboard.
"Tonight only. Zodiac Momano drink free! Happy Lunar New Year!"
"Oh god."
It was mating season. I made up some excuse for my boss, who wasn't looking as repulsive as usual - stop, and left. I had to get home. Bunker down. Let this pass. I am a Jinko dammit! I am better than these...baser instincts! I cut through the campus to shave some much needed time. That, as it turned out, was a mistake.
Rounding a corner halfway through, I found him. He was naked. He was also handcuffed to a lamppost. His eyes widened at the sight of me. A look of shame crossed his face. It was clear he didn't want to be seen this way. It made him very cute.
"Lose a bet?" I teased.
"Hazing."
His voice was soft, low. It made him feel more like a little boy than the college freshman he probably was.
"How long have you been here?"
"Three hours maybe."
I should have kept moving. I knew I should have been moving. Something about this helpless boy made me want to stay.
"Did they forget about you?"
"Afraid so."
I ran the back of my claw down his chest.
"Too bad for you. Great for me."
"How's that?"
"It's mating season."
I stood shivering against the February chill. Whose fucked up idea was this? Who did pledge shit like this so late into the year? Alpha Sigma Sigma, that's who. I didn't even want to join but Dad pulled some strings after I came home for Christmas and found out I hadn't. The frat doesn't like their hand forced so here I am. Handcuffed naked to a lamppost. Fucking great. That's when she showed up.
Monster Girls are not allowed on campus. Its not official obviously. That would bring the school up on civil rights violations. They just never accept any monster girls. We didn't have many back home either. So, I was utterly unprepared for the gorgeous Jinko to approach me. She was more woman than I could ever imagine or handle. I seemed to catch her eye.
"Lose a bet?" she teased.
"Hazing."
That's all I could force myself to say.
"Did they forget about you?"
"Afraid so."
I didn't feel like explaining the whole thing. She ran the back of her claw down my chest. It so smooth, it sent a thrilling little charge through my body. I think I jerked a little. She smiled at that.
"Too bad for you. Great for me."
"How's that?"
"It's mating season."
My eyes widened. There was no way she just said that. Not to me. No way she was hitting on me.
"Ex...excuse me?"
She ran her paw over my dick. I know I shuddered this time around.
"So sensitive. I like that."
She continued to rub her finger along it. It was so soft, so sensual, I couldn't help but moan.
"Sh."
She placed her other paw over my mouth while using the first to grip my dick firm but comfortably. She slowly began to stroke. I moaned as my heart fluttered, blood rushed to my little friend and I fell weak in the knees.
"So cute."
I have no idea how long this lasted. I just know I fell into her waiting arms at some point. I saw she had used her claw to pick the lock on one of my cuffs and free me. She scooped me up like a baby.
"Back to the frat? Or home with me? Choose now."
***
"To Summon a Succubus"
I am truly desperate. There is no other reason to do what I'm doing. It's utterly pathetic to even be considering it. Yet, here I am drawing runes on my kitchen's hardwood floor with washable paint. I probably did it wrong. Why am I even trying?
Yes, why indeed?