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Chapter 12:Unsupervised playtime

Simon was wrestling with Amy, who was currently in her play mode. He had been stuck in the house for the last ten or so days without the presence of the three most important people and if not for the fourth, Amy, and his books, he would have gone legitimately insane. Thankfully, when one has a companion as active as Amy, it was very very hard to get bored. She ran on two modes, play and sleep. There was also hungry mode but that was every monster girl that ever existed, based on everything he knew anyway.

A thing he realized was that Amy was brutally strong, so much so that he knew without a fraction of a doubt that she was actually playing with him right now.

Why? The shattered remnants of wood that used to be his chair were the proof. He had once tried to break something in this house, but no matter what he did everything seemed to be Simon's proof. Not Amy proof apparently as his poor chair could attest to. From then on, he made sure that he accompanied Amy in her play mode because the one thing she would never break was him.

Another thing he realized was that Amy could talk quite well, she just chose to reduce her speech to small quips and dog noises because, in her own words, 'I do not like to think, it makes my head hurt, I want to play!'.

His thoughts distracted him for just a bit too long, and that was enough for the victor to be decided. She shoved her head into his naked crotch and consumed his manhood into her mouth heralding the end of their game and play session in general.

Outside of that first time when he was literally dying from trying to feed her, actually feeding her turned out to be quite easy, and enjoyable. He had been afraid it would be incredibly draining, but no, it was not even tiring like in so many pieces of literature. And feeding time led into nap time, mostly with his dick still in her mouth. This meant reading time for him, this was the strategy he had come up with whenever he wanted time to himself. A game where if she won the prize was feeding time. Reading was his greatest hobby, and he spent huge chunks of the day reading. With Amy, that time went down a lot, and he did not even have lessons hanging over his head. Not that he would trade it for anything but sometimes Simon just wanted to go nose-deep in a book.

As she was still going down on him settling into his lap which was 'her space' he picked up the book laying on the bed that he still had not finished over the last five days, a crime in his opinion, but a necessary sacrifice for the playful and loveable puppy.

He had a talent for shutting everything out when he was invested in a book and that included some rather stimulated areas of his own body. Now to see what happened to the first woman to ever become a tamer.

But reality being the monster that it was decided that was the exact moment something needed to happen and he heard a loud knock on the door. Amy still was busy eating but her ears went erect and rotated to face the door.

Simon silently cursed in his mind as he shouted.

"Come in!"

"Thank ya greatly." He heard the unique accent of his cow aunt as she opened the door to his room only to look stop in her tracks as she stared at the two.

"Well... Crush me sideways, I guess I managed to pop in at the most enconvenient time ever." She said scratching her horn, her demeanor calm and friendly just like always even if there seemed to be an invisible wall between him and her like all his aunts. After 'growing up' even cat mom joined the list.

"It's fine. Go on." Simon said as he gave an internal sigh.

He was sad to say but they had seen worse and he had lost his shame when he was born to a literal sex demon.

"Welp. Nothing for it then. Ya 're goin' ta school." She said casually bouncing back from her initial surprise very easily. Mellow was the game with cow aunt and it was very hard to break her stride.

"Sure," Simon said reflexively as he always had done before. Then the words traveled to his brain, actually got processed, and then what he really wanted to say came out including an exaggerated bodily reaction as he hopped to his feet. Amy though was a tenacious animal and did not let such a petty action ruin her meal, she hung on to him which had added effect of creating a monster girl's underwear(which was a gear form but not with the regular body which was still out and about).

"What?!" exclaimed the boy with a monster girl suckling on him attached to his hip like glue.

Chapter 13: Outside the house

"Come on, Simon. All you have to do is open the door. That is it. After that you are free." Simon was currently psyching himself up. This was the first time he was ever going to leave the house while not under the influence of some magical transformation. Amy, for her part was in her monster form, which was a massive white wolf, and she was currently rubbing herself on him as one of his hands was idly petting her.

Behind him was a cow aunt carrying an oversized backpack that she said had all the books he will need for his school.

The school was the reason he was being allowed to leave the house. At first, he was confused as his dad was the one responsible for schooling him. It turned out, his dad got caught in a bit of a hiccup and could not return for the foreseeable future. Simon would have more thoughts on that revelation.

But his dad had made plans for such an event by using cow aunt to enroll him in the local school, that was all the information he was given.

It was enough to get him excited. He was going to leave the house, for the first time in his life, all other thoughts had taken a backseat to that revelation. He was very very excited but his heart was not allowed to prepare for this momentous occasion as he had to go to school the next day. In his happiness, he had accepted quite easily, but now that it was upon him. He had found it difficult to take the final step.

It was the fear of the unknown, the fear of trying something new. He knew that he had read enough books to know what was happening. But even if he knew what was going on, it did not make the process any easier.

A gentle push came from behind, bringing him out of his reverie. He craned his neck to see his little wolf shoving him from behind, her glittering blue eyes looking up at him in encouragement, her tail slightly wagging and her mouth giving out a cute whine. His cow aunt also had a wry smile on her face but she kept her mouth shut.

That look gave him the push he needed and with a burst of courage, he twisted the knob and swung the door wide open. The first thing he noticed as the sunlight rolled in was that the outside was absurdly bright. He immediately covered his eyes as it momentarily blinded him. There were very few windows around the house and those that were had tinted glasses and netting so he never realized. He had a supernatural vision to the point he could see in complete darkness. This also made his vision very sensitive to light. As such the shift from his dim house to the bright light outside was headache-inducing.

"Ah. I forgot y'ain't used to sunlight. s'okay should get used to it in a bit." Cow aunt said wryly.

Simon could only groan as he tried to get his vision back. It took a couple of seconds but he opened his eyes, and by then they had already adjusted to the sun as it did not blind him anymore but was still quite bright.

Another push from his monster girl and he stopped lamenting his eyesight and took the step forward pushing him outside the confines of his him and up to this point his whole world.

He felt... normal. There was no burst of joy, no relief, no moment of enlightenment. He was now standing on the porch of his home with the cool breeze on his skin that combined with the sunlight to give a rather pleasant sensation. But that was about all the thoughts he had.

He took in the rocking porch chair that lay on one side next to discarded glass bottles. The wooden railing was function over form like the rest of the house. A couple of dozen feet away was the massive red barn where the farm monster girls were kept. This was the first time he ever lay eyes on it and it looked mundane. He did not know what he was expecting but when he had heard his dad talk about how great it was, he had expected more flair.

But he had no clue about farming so what did he know about barns?

Amy for her part looked very excited. Her eyes darted in every direction and everywhere she looked it was open fields. Her canine instincts wanted her to bolt to run to her heart's content. She had felt cooped up inside the house and wanted to stretch her legs.

What mattered more, however, was her master. She needed to be next to her master to make sure he was safe, protected, and happy. When she was first bonded to her master, he often looked sad and lonely. But the more he played with her the happier he looked and she loved playing so it was a win-win. He also looked happy giving her pets and feeding her. Amy was sure her master was the best master ever and if she could never run again she would still be the happiest Amy ever. Besides, she wanted to run with her master. She had run alone all her life but never again, she would run as a pack from now on.

"What is it, Amy?" Her master called out to her.

"Master! I want to run!" She exclaimed happily though it came out more as a yip as her voice was weird in her monster form.

"Oh! Sure. You can run. Just stay close by." He said kindly.

She shook her head.

"I want to run with you!"

"Oh. Hmm..." He looked thoughtful for a moment.

Her master then looked at giant titty for advice who only shrugged her shoulders. Then he looked at her and said.

"Sure. Why not. Never really had the opportunity to run before."

Master looked like was about to run in his human form so she shook her head again. She wanted her master to run freely with her.

"Master! I want to run with you in your wolf form!"

He looked at her with an amused expression which made her very happy before huffing.

"Sure. Why not?"

Chapter 14: Feral Play

Simon had given Amy a promise even if it was offhanded. Now he just had to figure out how to do it. He did it once, so it could not be impossible. He tried to look inward and call for it. From what he was taught, if he had any ability he could instinctively call on it, like an extra limb he always had. He had once tried calling his demonic heritage many a time and had always come up empty, so there was a bit of trepidation there. But he was told that was because he was too weak to properly use his demonic powers.

For this new ability, however, there was not even a bit of resistance. The moment he thought of transforming, he could feel the power at his fingertips, roiling just underneath the skin beckoning him to use it. There was also the ferocious nature attached to that power urging him on.

This second half made him want to shy away, in fact, this was not the first time he tried calling for this particular power. The first time he tried shifting, he felt the feral side come on morphing his thoughts and actions to be more primal and he did not like it one bit.

But Amy was right there panting heavily with her tail wagging and he thought 'What's the worst that could happen? Cow aunt is here.'.

He closed his eyes and let the power run wash over him. The shift happened rapidly and unlike the first time he felt all of it, it was not painful in any way. Just a change in himself, like he had moved into a new pair of clothes, except that the clothes were his own body.

His eyes opened to see the house railing much closer to his face, he recoiled back only to find his head not moving in the way he expected. There was also something restricting his movements. He was annoyed and tried to shake them off to no avail, this made him growl in annoyance, he craned his neck and tried to bite at the fabric that held him in bondage to no avail, his maw could not find leverage.

However, his beloved packmate came to his rescue as she noticed his ire. She bit and clawed into the restrictive cloth and shredded it off him. Within seconds most of it was torn off, and any that hung on was thrown off with rapid shakes.

Now free his eyes narrowed onto the open field that lay before him, with a soft bark he bolted running as fast as his legs would carry him. Amy was not far behind, keeping up with his blistering speed. His mate was faster and stronger than him, too, by leaps and bounds. But that did not deter the black wolf in the slightest, he was her alpha and his command were absolute, to be fearful of her power would be detrimental to the future of HIS pack.

He snorted as he playfully bumped into Amy knocking her off balance. The shock made her tumble and roll in the grass.

Simon stopped and barked at her, yipping at her fall. This did not last as within moments his packmate pounced with extreme levels of speed knocking him off his paws and knocking him onto the grass. She also playfully bit at his neck with mock outrage.

Two could play that game as he started nipping at her as well. This wrestle went back and forth till the running jitters kicked back in and he zoomed out of her reach and bolted passed Amy. She gave out an annoyed whine at her loss of playmate but then noticed Simon was once more on the run. She jumped to her feet and quite easily caught up to her master. Then she was the one to knock him off and start the cycle again

The two wolves were being 'playful' and lost in their bestial world.

What they did not notice was that the farmland was being devastated by their 'game'. Unlike the house was enchanted beyond belief the land they were running on was much less so. As such large chunks of it were being thrown every which way creating various potholes every time they were having a 'playfight'.

Cathy noticed this and was trying to wrangle both the canines in. She regretted her actions immediately after the formation of the first pothole, slapping herself on the horn. She had completely forgotten that Simon was still juvenile and had no control over his animalistic strength.

But she was built for strength and not speed and could do little to catch up. If she tried using her full strength to get the two animals down quickly she would instead be doing even more damage to Victor's farmland. She was already having a slight headache at the thought of Victor coming back before she managed to clean the mess up. So she decided to bring back up, namely the centipede sister named Cyrene.

With the help of the insect monster girl, they did finally manage to get both the wolves back.

Simon's second act as a tamer: ruin his dad's property and get caught an angry cow aunt and exasperated creepy aunt and be lectured to school, after of course getting a new pair of clothes after a shower because you were a 'destructive and dirty boy'.

Chapter 15: School Building

Simon was doing a walk of shame. Except this time it was outside his house. Somehow, he managed to get into trouble minutes after leaving his home. He made trouble within minutes of getting out of his house. Soft mom would have been proud.

Amy was also there hopping around, rubbing her soft fluffy self all over him and generally being a very cute puppy. She was also completely oblivious that she was at least half responsible for his predicament. But being angry at her was next to impossible. He now understood why in almost every story he read, dog girls were portrayed as loyal loveable companions that usually formed the backbone of the harem. They were almost never the lead or the 'alpha' monster girl, they were too subservient for that, but they were usually the most beloved. From text, he was told that the only reason they numbered behind cow girls or cat girls as starter friendly monsters was because they were designed to work in a pack with multiple abilities that only worked with other dogs/wolves, something that was the antithesis of a diverse team that was generally regarded as the best way to make a team.

She noticed his thoughtful stare and playfully yipped at him demanding attention, it only made him smile and start petting her head.

Cow aunt gave a bemused *moo* from the front. This little action had slowed them down and right now she was taking no bullshit from him. He hastened his pace, eager not anger the massive minotaur anymore than he already had. He was invested in that fact that he could even take properly take in any of the scenery around him as he briskly kept pace with his cow aunt as they jogged to school. All he could say was that they looked similar to his home but that was as much as he got. None of the details got caught.

There was one building, however, that was markedly from all the rest. It was huge, so big that he had seen it all the way from his house which was at least a twenty minute jog away. Unlike the rest of the houses which whizzed by at their brisk pace this thing was so unique and imposing that his mind had no choice but to focus on the details.

The architecture was a massive shift from the rest of the houses. It looked like a massive castle right of fantasy with it's imposing stone works and dark colors. Instead of wood the walls were made from what he assumed was solid stone, In his own home there was not a singular stone piece of anything so he had not direct information to draw from. But it matched the description of stones he had read about and since he had not better option he was going with it. There were spiraling towers littered across the structure all ending in sharp points that really caught his attention. Unlike his home which was massive box, this one was like a mash up of every shaped imaginable which only added to it's mystique

As they rapidly approached more and more features became clear to his vision and he was amazed to find that most of it was first times for him, at least in real life. There were statues depicting numerous monsters, monster girls, men and especially women which were largest and most decorative. At least Simon believed the statues to be women. They had not 'extra' features of monster girls. They looked like him but with tits, a curvy form and softer facial features all things that were identified as women, the mythical and powerful beings that they were. There also tall pillars tipped with a diamond shaped crystal he believed was over artificial light, windows that were as wider and taller than his house, a house made completely of glass and the list went on and on. Everywhere he looked there was something new to discover.

The grounds was not empty either as bodies seemed to moving constantly moving constantly going out one massive ornate door and in another. There was a mix of men and monster girls with the numbers heavily favoring the monster girls. His guess was from a brief survey was that for every man there was at least twenty monster girls and he was probably being conservative. There maybe even one or two women in the mix but he was not sure. He had always read that women were always a part of some noble lineage and did not often mingle with the common folk, he still could not grasp what that statement really meant but he thought it meant they had some sort of noble standards, like how he thought that vegetables were beneath him even if he was forced to eat them any way. Having said that, if what he was seeing was not a noble standard he could not imagine what was.

Simon desperately wanted to ask that the 'school' they were going to was that intimidating structure. But cow aunt was in no mood to talk so that was out. But given that they were heading right for it with no other notable establishments in sight he believed that was where he was going to end up.

Schools were a myth to Simon before this point, and he had thought the stories had exaggerated schools and their majesty. If that was indeed the place they were going to, he believed that fact was much greater than fiction.