Chapter 5: Love, Music, and a Brief Respite.
The capital of Monstergirls, Reikshold, had been rebuilt after cultists of the former monster lord attempted to kill Agrat, the current, benevolent monster empress.
Passing by the safe zone for young humans where decency laws applied, both Anubises, Saakali, and Otep, slowly passed the streets full of working monsters and humans building up the city, jackal tails and ears wiggling at the new sights after the binding peace treaty in the threat of Maou's returning shadow.
A lot was damaged, a lot was being rebuilt, from streets to homes, the insanity riots having damaged the city in that night. Three months have passed, both Anubises saw most of the destruction was healed. Everyone bowed and smiled at the two jackal girls passing by, children running around them and trying to pet their tails with laughter, one even petting Saakali's stub of a tail, which she chuckled at. Children were as innocent as they got, petting her like a dog.
Said children were shooed by motherly Harpies with big bosoms and feathery embraces, the two entered the Fun District where everything was wild and lewd, again. Monster girls needed their fun. And now, there were volunteer humans all around the world to love, lay with and kiss!
Last month, a party of humans all around the world had arrived, male, female and youngsters eager to help humans and monsters, with emancipation and reconstruction... And sex and love of course, for the husband, starved monster girls who were far too shy and peaceful to kidnap them.
The Fun District was lewd and public as always, .
"Nothing's true, everything is permitted" as Agrat allowed it. From public sex, nudity, to archery contests with naked centaurides on the beach, from Dark Elves' publicly naked shibari displays to Titania-class fairies dueling with vine footballs on rooftops, children were off-limits, like a benevolent Sodom City where nothing was made to go wrong.
The two Anubis detectives giggled, nudging each other at the older monster ladies helping to themselves of some of humanity's fresh sweets, so to speak.
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Jacob was twenty. And he was in heaven.
Jacob had been a newcomer to the Reik to help with the rebuilding, what they didn't tell him was that he'd be lodged in with a middle-aged Kitsune lady. What he didn't know was that the concept of "middle-age" was a few centuries for a stately fox lady, just the way he had a love for in his heart.
The first day he came was hard. Without even unloading their traveling bags, the men and women had to help out cleaning the ruins. It started bitter, even without the prejudices. A lot of damage had been done to the houses and cities, and people had lost their lives. It wasn't always smooth; particularly when the host used to do atrocities on humans a generation ago.
When the day ended and everyone had even taken a nice hour in a large roman bath (genders separate for the moment), they all went to their lodgings, houses they could stay with quite willing monster women to host men and women of Lescatie for a little "cultural exchange".
His address was in a district at the edge of the city, a quiet street with still a few joyful sounds emanating from homes, considering monster girls needed essence to live and grow, but still, he had found the home. A beautiful, two-story house surrounded by a rich Zipangu-style, with fox totem in the lawn.
Just like the Anubis secretary promised:
"Alright. An older woman of Kitsune heritage. I am sure you will enjoy your time there, sir." She had stamped his papers with a grin, her exotic, dark brown face having an expression as if she was hiding something.
Here he was. The moment of truth. Being the male companion of a monster woman in exchange for shelter, time, and cooperation.
Jacob had knocked on the door before gulping hard. The longest time of his life and a prologue to a new, happy life was punctuated by the tapping off sandaled, socked feet approaching.
Jacob felt queasy and admittedly horny. After the tight moral rules of anti-sorcery and anti-sexual laws of Lescatie to keep down corruption, it had been an amazing co-ed day where monsters, women, and men worked to help each other out, even though most of the work was a simple repair.
And now he would stay with a monster woman as a young man. He perfectly knew how this would turn out.
The door opened, revealing the interior of the small, beautiful stone house, inlaid with wooden floor and quaint eastern furniture, with a graceful, large monster woman standing before him.
An older, taller fox woman opened the door with a bright smile. She was the epitome of all monsterkind. Just human enough to be beautiful, just a little bit beastly around the face, with vulpine facial angles, and a mature, beautiful full figure, thick and curvy.
Jacob's heart leaped: she wore only a kimono with nothing underneath, one hand holding a thin, long, eastern pipe. Worse for him, her beastly, fox eye orbs glowed with interest and happy light.
"Ah, welcome, Jacob, is it? The Anubis commissar had told me you were coming in to stay with me."
Jacob swallowed audibly.
"Come in." She spoke simply, her teeth flashing with a hint of larger canines on her full lips. And more to arouse him, she held his hand and pulled him inside, the poor man exhaling through his nose in a nervous swallow.
"Welcome. We are so glad to receive volunteers from the human empire to host them... And I am happy to meet you." Spoke the Kitsune with a slight accent,
Jacob swallowed and laughed nervously, smiling as the fox lady held his hands, her mouth closed on the kiseru pipe she was smoking.
"I'm Mariya." She smiled with a seductive tone as if her race was built to capture men's hearts all the time. Jacob's head was pounding, though hungry, and thirsty, he wanted to kiss her. She was so inviting, so open to men, a far cry from what he had known in the human empire with its religious fervor. Her kimono was unabashedly brazen, with a low cut on the bottom that showed most of her leg, a belt keeping it tied to her body with ample hints that she wore no bra, but strange, eastern underwear called "fundoshi" that barely covered more intimate parts. Jacob could have sword he had seen her tuft of pussy hair peeking over the tiny underwear, the hair itself peach-colored like her amazing tails.
And here he was, standing face to face with a Kitsune woman with several tails sticking from her behind, in her home, as a guest. Her smile was arousing and comforting at the same time. Wordlessly she pulled Jacob's backpack from his shoulders, laid it at the entrance, and pulled him to her arms in a hug.
"Welcome to my home, gaijin."
"Gaijin?" Jacob raised his brows, blue, intelligent eyes squinting in curiosity until a peck on his cheek landed from her beautiful lips.
It was as if Jacob was hit by lightning, a jolt of pleasure and fey power filled his veins.
"Please, sit and sup with me, dear human." The kitsune spoke. "And we will talk over your time here, under my roof. And why we are so intrigued by humans and need their presence to comfort us. Please..."
She turned around, and with the sway of her ample ass, beckoned him to follow to a humble Zipangu dining table, her white, thick legs in thigh-high socks.
Jacob gulped and followed, to a savory dinner table of steaming, fish-topped rice bowls, and sake bottles.
The dining room was beautiful, with a small garden and a water clock tinkling in the edge. The table had a series of pictures, all young kitsune daughters over the years with their mother, dozens of them.
