#multiple monsters

The person in front of you with thousands of pointy teeth is… the grocery lady! Shit, shit, shit… What did you get yourself into? Your brain is running so fast you feel almost dizzy, your body threatening to shut up again, but you breathe through your nose until you feel calm enough to re-open your eyes. The lady is not there anymore, but the tech dragon from your building is.

They are staring down at you with slow blinking eyes and a tiny smile, their nostrils flaring as if smelling your emotions. Can they do that? Can dragons smell emotions? Shit, what if they can? What are they able to smell? Can they smell your fear? Shit, could they smell that you didn’t shower for a week back when you had a big project at work? Oh, shit… Now you have to rethink about all the encounters you had with all of them.

“Pull back, you big dragon, let the lad have some space!” Someone else reprimands, pulling the dragon away with a chuckle. You only see a big gray hand but you can’t see who it belongs to, they move too fast to be caught by human eyes. What the fuck?

How can this be possible? How the fuck did you find yourself in that situation? Surrounded by monsters in a speed dating event… For fucks sake what was even your life anymore?

You try to sit up, but your brain is not agreeing with that decision and you fall back. You brace for impact, but you don’t land on the hard floor, but a soft surface that reminds you a lot to somebody’s lap. You look behind you and stare into thin vertical pupils that make your blood run a bit colder. That’s, that’s…

“You are a lizard woman!” You say a bit too loud if the flinch of everyone around you is any indication. But you don’t care, your confusion and hint of fear are rapidly replaced by indignation. You know that face, you know those eyes. You know them very, very well. “We shared tea many times and you didn’t tell me you were a lizard woman!?” Your tone is almost as angry as Bella Swan when she discovered Jacob named her daughter like the lake Ness monster.

Shit, was the lake Ness monster real? Was Twilight based in real events?! You have so many questions your brain can’t stop spinning.

“Darling, I-” Your friend from 4B tries to argue, but you are not having it. You sit up straight and get help from your landlord to get up, the minotaur landlord. The minotaur landlord that has no shirt on and has a very hairy chest you lowkey want to bury your face in. Focus, you remind yourself.

And the realization hits you like a brick.

You live in a monster building.

All your neighbors are monsters.

The one you considered your best friend is a lizard-woman.

For one, a lot of your fellow students and friends will consult professors like Dr. Wellwright for help--their resident harpy and human expert has all sorts of books piled high on his shelves on human behavior, plus he's spent the most time with humans in their own spaces as an alumni of a previously humans-only university, so he has lots of wisdom to offer! He'll help divy up tasks for everyone so all your friends can feel like they're pitching in for you <3 It'll be like its own event on campus: preparing for their first human student's (surprise) birthday party!

Obviously Priam and Anton are heading this operation as your roommates, so their co-operation is tested to the limits as they prepare the dorm with a subtle hand. The party's gonna take place elsewhere so everyone involved can attend, but they've first got to make sure that nothing's out of place for the day itself; cleaning the apartment is one thing, but they're also gonna make sure you get a proper introduction to the day with breakfast and a small present or two--they don't want you to think everyone forgot, after all! So while they're gonna argue about what to make you to eat, and whether or not Priam can wake you with kisses and snuggles (because he cannot be trusted to let you up afterwards!) the shadow that lingers in your room will also prepare by conjuring up some sweet, pleasant dreams to show you the night before you wake up. They want to give you good dreams, but also let you indulge in those sweet, nostalgic memories of home so you have something to look back on fondly the moment you awaken.

In the meanwhile, Jelly and Ollie get tasked with the cake (supervised by prof Aryck, of course) which you would think would be a disaster....and it is! But a tasty one. Ollie wants to make sure the baking is perfect, but Jelly's all wrapped up in making sure you have a selection of everything you could want. So while she's hustling around with a million different ingredients and a dozen different recipes going at the same time, Ollie's rushing behind her to dial down the oven temperatures and fix the mistakes in the batter bowls she leaves behind. By the end the kitchen will be a right mess, and Ollie will be exhausted, but they'll have a spread to be proud of to present to you--and Jelly will clean up the aftermath in the kitchen as recompense. Besides, nobody wants to see Aryck get mad over a careless, left-behind kitchen mess. Your holes would likely never recover

Being the muscle of the operation, the werewolves on the team will task themselves with setting up your party space, with Tentacles offering aid in sprucing up the place and keeping things clean and Huxley bringing along the orcs to build some nice tables and chairs for everyone to use. Initially the plan would be to host it inside, but they'll end up setting everything up out by the beach on the lake--that way you can enjoy the nice weather and have a swim if you'd like! Plus, some of the monsters in attendance (ie. Nessie, the Kraken, Tentacles, Jelly, etc) don't do well without water for long stretches of time, so it's a win-win! They'll also have their resident gorgon August shyly offering up some flower arrangements to decorate with, and though they'll be scarce during the event they'll leave a little present for you behind with a singing snapdragon barette inside.

Lidya and Jude have the task of gathering up entertainment, to which there's no better option than to pull out the big guns and set up the most impressive games they have to offer. Lidya will rig up their biggest DDR-style machine (safely away from the shoreline) along with a bunch of other group games for everyone to play, as well as a couple beach balls and a football to keep the wolves enriched. And whether by choice or through bribery Jude will get his program loaded into the dance machine so he can participate, and so you can see him too!

You wouldn't think it would be a necessity, but Efraim, Zombie, and King Bee all share the responsibility of keeping your birthday a secret, too. As liked as you are by many, there's still enough scrutiny from those other monsters that your friends know there's a chance of them trying to screw it all up. The last thing they want is for some unwanted guests to crash your party or just make you feel bad with mean comments on your special day, so the three of them work for weeks to make sure that nobody that's not invited stumbles upon your party by the beach or even knows it's your birthday until it's all over. As an added precaution, Cyrus guards the event from a respectable distance, so even if someone does come by he can turn them away before they even get close. Nobody in their right mind wants to be on the other end of those hooves anyways.

And there are some who, even if they aren't at your party for long or at all, celebrate in their own little ways with you. Elyos, the statue outside your apartment, hands you a little bouquet when you walk by because the pixies told him about your birthday--and they helped pick the flowers, too! They'll slip you a little card they made alongside it, along with enough birthday kisses to match every year all over your pretty face! And though Isaac is forbidden from attending, he'll still have a gift for you that he sneaks into your pocket as you walk by....but he can't quite bring himself to hand over the letter he wrote and rewrote a hundred times, so that one he keeps to himself. Later, he promises himself.

But it's for that very reason that you're probably the safest you'll ever be on campus. If you caught somebody like Antón or the Dean's eye and you weren't a student, you'd be in danger from the first moment you locked eyes with them--but being in the dorms, having friends that care about you, and being the subject of so much attention ensures that practically nobody has the guts to try anything with so many eyes on you. Not that anyone would tell you, but upon having your enrollment initially confirmed the Dean had sent out a schoolwide message about your upcoming arrival, and quietly handed around a poll for the students living on campus to gauge who would be comfortable living near you, and who would adamantly reject the very premise of you attending. He and the other profs then put together a list of ideal students to be housed in the same building as you, and assigned the others to the dorms on the opposite side of the campus. Just about as far away as they could get. So you don't really encounter them much around the apartments or in classes, and it's quite intentional--some monsters can get brutal when they want to defend their territory.

....Which is also why the monsters you've made friends with are oftentimes so clingy. They worry about you! You're just a pretty, gentle little human, and you're even sweeter than they imagined you'd be. You would be in so much trouble if they left you to fend for yourself against those prudes. And while some of them are in the same boat as you and have been bullied pretty bad (Efraim, Lidya, Jude, Jelly, Tentacles, Ollie, Portia, Zombie, Aryck, etc etc) and thus are quite empathetic, there are others that use their popularity to instead turn the snobbish ones off and keep them away, so as to (hopefully) give you the impression that you're not disliked at all and surround you with friends. Nick and Raith are very much that way--as popular as they are in those circles, they have no fear of openly rejecting any high-status proposals that come their way or invitations to noble-monster-only parties. Nick isn't even of high-class lineage in the first place, so he just thinks it's ridiculous and stupid to exclude people and make it seem like you're the problem.

Then you've got people like Kirk, Jelly, Tentacles, Cyrus, Huxley, [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] who would rather kick the shit out of anybody that tries to get close to you with bad intentions. Yet they pretend to either not care that much about you or act all innocent about it, hoping that you don't notice them all jumped up or wiping a bit of blood off after they hurry in late for class.

You can’t see anything, your eyes completely covered, but you can hear them around you. Steps and growls, some roars and a few soft whimpers. You don’t know what’s happening, but before you can process it fully, one of his vines twitches around your ankle, pushing your legs further apart and exposing to whoever is in front of you.

You hear them sniffling, and then you feel a rough tongue against your leg. You twitch in your restrains, startled by the movement, the monster growls and you groan in response, your pussy getting wet with anticipation. The tongue travels up and up and up… and by the time it licks over your needy center you are about to scream. But he wouldn’t let you disturb the peace of the forest, so a vine is rapidly stuffed inside your mouth. You moan around it, their tongue working you into a frenzy of sensations. They are feasting on your pussy and you are unable to do anything about it. It shouldn’t be as hot as it is.

The first orgasm catches you off guard, and the vines tighten around your body to keep you still as they take their fill, licking every drop of your desire until they are satisfied. But you aren’t alone for much longer, the tip of some cock right there. Whatever monster in front of you grunts in recognition, their clawed fingers running down your inner tights making your breath catch in your throat as their dick presses inside. They aren’t that big, not bigger than your mate, but you feel every ridge of their cock against your walls, making you whimper with over-sensitivity after the orgasm.

You know he’s looking when the vines around your body tighten, some of them exploring your body as the monster before you grunts and pounds into you faster. The combination of the dick inside of you and the vines exploring your body makes your body transcend into a new reality where you are the soul of the forest and your body is for every monster to use.

They pound into you until your brain is melting and your body is limp, one after the other, orgasm after orgasm… Some lick, some fuck, and others only explore your holes until you are coming around their wandering fingers. He never releases you, and the vines in your mouth never leave, only letting you brokenly moan and groan with each new sensation.

By the time the fifth (maybe sixth?) dick pushes inside of you, you are tired and exhausted, but still so freaking horny you don’t know what to do with yourself. But he knows, of course he knows. He teases your asshole with another vine, the dick in your pussy twitching when the vine pushes in, caressing his dick across the thin flesh between your holes. The sensation is indescribable, making the monster spill inside of you as the vine fucks the orgasm out of them.

When the monster pulls out of your pussy, you feel their release leaking out with all the other before them, and the mixed sensation of the vine in your ass and the maddening fucking you experienced is enough to make you explode into a huge orgasm. Your legs and arms are tingling, and your pussy contracts around the vines firmly fucking into you. The keep going until you can feel your body sagging against the restrains and a sweet smell reaches your nostrils. The vines pull back at the same time he walks to you.

“You did so great, my mate. You the perfect little human for all of us, for me,” he whispers behind you.

The vines around your body slowly start disappearing back into his body as his wooden hands grab you by the waist. He hugs you against his body and you hid your face against the vines and roots of his neck. He smells like petrichor, and you feel like everything is right in the world when you are pressed against his hard body. The sacrifice to the forest was made, your mate remains the caregiver of them all, and now you are one, too.

“Take me home,” you whisper as he kisses your forehead.