This story is a future-era sequel of:
https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie
Theo died alongside the Ten Thousand Martyrs. The world was sealed from corruption. The world moved on, and decades later, permanent peace set across Ermorea, ending human slavery, and the genocide's wounds over time.
Time is the salve of wounds...and so passed fifty years and the world prospered into peace.
57 AM (After Megiddo) was a blessed year for Dunia's western continent, named
Anno Mirabilis
in the old Ermorean tongue.
The cheerful laughter of monster girls, playing side by side with human children and youth, most of them coming straight from Lescatian Order controlled lands was sweet music compared to the past.
A couple was sitting on rocks, far at the edge of the beach, one human boy and an Anubis girl, who lazily patted the sand under her fluffy paws. Their cuddling and quiet speech added to the beauty and the serenity of the scene. Below them another couple, a Scylla and her boyfriend quietly made out, kissing and cuddling just on the wet sands right at the edge of the sea.
Giggling, the Scylla was drawing patterns on the boy's face with ink, telling him how she had seen a tribe of men who warred each other with jade weapons and had tattoos like the one she had drawn on his chest.
In a hidden cave, two shark girls wrestled their prey playfully, a young blond man who would share a wet, cool evening in sexual bliss. One gummed his arm as her sister grinned, slowly pulling his trunks down to reach the treasure under it...
"Don't worry, we retract our teeth..." They giggled, toned, gray sharklike bodies at his side. Her head lowered between his legs as he gasped, his own mouth locked in a kiss by the other shark girl who squirmed with lust, showing every bit of it as two beautiful, and predatory variants of mermaids...
All in all, the scenery on the beach spoke of peace and joy between monster-kin and man, a far cry from the past.
After centuries of conflict and 50 years of Cold War, Monstergirl and Human empires had signed a treaty, finally agreeing to peace after centuries of war and rape, murder and sieges.
At the same year, the empire of monster girls, named Mamono Reik, had abolished slaver guilds, guaranteed fair treatment of humans under her heel (which had been commonplace anyway) and decided to sit down and find a solution to the Birth Problem to stabilize a fair life for her subjects and human brothers.The event would be celebrated with a Trade Fair.
The fair would celebrate peace and start discussions about a new continent to the west of Ermorea and its division since it was mostly uninhabited. It was a massive event, situated at the biggest beach in the continent.
Human traders, their families, and even wanderers were cordially invited, with clear rules of "no rape" and fair trade.
And so enter Benjamin: our young man.
Benjamin, his two siblings, his parents were about to stay for a week. Devout Reformed Lescatians, the mother had been adamant against staying, only giving up when Benjamin's father had finally convinced her that Reformists "protesting" against mainstream Lescatian religion were allowed to "know monster in flesh" (the translation being a dubious one)
"Benjamin, I am watching you. You will protect your virtue, son. Monsters are...evil." The portly mother would say no more after hours of argument over clothes, packing, and traveling expenses.
Benjamin was excited, after all, he'd get to see these Monsters and their civilization and learn his father's trade. Even if the trip would be fruitless, sheer prestige and marvels would ensure a good career for him. His small sister and brother, twins at the age of five, and him, fresh hitting his eighteenth birthday, were on the road to meet their old enemies, make friends, trade and prosper. The ship that carried them had docked, freshly arrived from Miklagard and landing in Aquilea, full of men and women.
Life was good.
They were lodged in a spacious, monster girl-run inn, given a room for a good rate throughout the month, and were told that the beach is a lovely place to relax.
Benjamin, his parents, and siblings had decided to go to the beach. His father was convinced after the gentleman operating the inn alongside his harpy wife, a portly monster lady who dressed up much like a human peasant save her "arms" and legs, had talked to their mother for half an hour.
"I s'pose we can go for a swim since you ...monsters won't be having the fair until tomorrow." Benjamin's father had confirmed. His wife, Peggy, a freckled, grumpy, portly redhead had merely sighed and conceded since if she couldn't keep her husband off monster girl tail, she might as well come along and watch him.
And so the family set with picnic baskets, conservative swimsuits, and towels to the beach.
Honestly, Benjamin was thrilled, having his heart raging in all puberty induced hormones and interest in a strange group of species that looked like girls, didn't have males but couldn't live without them. He had both siblings in tow as they walked towards the massive beach, just beyond a small bridge, and sheltered by wooden walls. The security was one human couple, and an Ushi-Oni, an enormous, black-furred, eight-legged arachnid monster girl and his husband, a large man with a bushy beard, and a simple shirt-and-shorts pair, armed with a club.
As they approached, Benjamin's mother looked apprehensive.
"Well, they DO look like they have humans as equals."
His father was more optimistic. "See? After they signed that treaty they don't make humans slaves. Do you think we are the only ones coming to trade now?"
"I suppose..." She kept Benjamin and the kids closer to her as they nodded in friendship and entered the beach, passing the four guards amiably.
Down the hill, was the largest beach, clean and pristine and full of...monsters and humans, frolicking on a beach of whitest sand.
"My God."
It was a family beach, which somehow elicited a disappointed sigh from Benjamin's father, Fritz. His wife's frown and glare quickly stopped that.
"Well, looks family-friendly, at least. Benny, could you set up that towel near that...pyramid???" His mother squinted in wonder, trying to figure out what it was.
A pyramid, under construction, apparently. Strange monster girls with paws, fluffy jackal ears and bushy black tails directed and assisted girls completely covered with bandages as they kept piling stones and piling diligently; while a stranger monster girl, dressed like a Misrani Queen of old, sat astride her long, opulent beach chair as exotic monster girls fanned and guarded her.
"Not bad." Peggy fanned herself, helping Benjamin to set up a quiet place behind the pyramid, on a hard stone spot where their nearest neighbor would be a human-monster family of Hellhounds. The mother smiled at them, relaxing as both her pups, two human toddlers with black fur, smoking red eyes and canine extremities yipped, barked and played with each other. The father was asleep under a large umbrella, arm locked with his wife's furry paw.
Setting up the family spot, the family started to relax on their respective towels. Naturally, Benjamin was itching to go out and explore. His mother gave a worried look as he strode out a few steps.
"Please be where we can spot you."
Nodding, Benjamin slowly started walking around their family's spot, looking at the myriad monster girls, their families and the treats and beach equipment sold by vendors. And the monster girls of course.
Benjamin gulped hard. Some of them wore next to nothing. Especially the dark-skinned elves, who, after noticing him, were staring right back at him. Coughing nervously, he turned his head and kept walking. The dark elves grinned, turning back to their game of volleyball, a game which was popular around coastal areas and dark elves for their effect on the physiology of them and their...serfs.
Lamia, girls with a snake-body down their waists, often lounged on the hot sands enjoying the sun. Benny tried not to step on one as they slithered past or slept on the sands.
Each was so friendly. One young, topless Lamia, who made no effort to cover her massive D-Cup breasts, winked and greeted him, causing much awkwardness and a small stimulation in parts best not openly displayed. He ran, eliciting a laughter behind his back.
"He's shy!"
Benjamin saw some lizard girls, human save for scaly limbs, race across the sand with an awkward running gait to set towels to a spot. His feet felt the heat of the sand between his toes, and the glare of the sun clawed at his back. But his reverie was cut short by a perky, young voice.
"Hi."
Turning round quickly, he came face-to-face with a strange monster girl.
A mamono, one of those that built a pyramid. A very young monster girl with paws for hands and feet, a pair of fluffy jackal ears, and jewelry like a strange southern tomb guard. Her pointy nose, smiling eyes, and sharp fangs made her just slightly look similar to a jackal.
She was clad in a bikini.
