Making Monster Girls 2: For Science!

by Eric Vall

  By the science, they would probably enjoy the show and urge us on.

  My life was insane now.

  “Alright, I think that’s it for the examination,” I coughed. “I’m not going to draw blood, we’ve pretty much confirmed that it’s my blood that makes the experiment work.”

  “But leaves only one question left, Charles,” A.B. sighed. “What are we going to do about the Chief Constable?”

  “What about her?” Valerie snickered. “She’s dead and gone anyways! We finally have our third sister, and she’s absolutely perfect!”

  “No, we have to find an actual solution,” I sighed. “She’s the Chief Constable, for science’s sake, she can’t disappear without explanation…”

  “Charles?” Daisy yawned. “Are you alright?”

  “I’ll be fine,” I assured her. “I need to think of our next steps.”

  I glanced at Valerie and Daisy. The bear-girl leaned her head against her shoulder, blinked a few times, and then hid a yawn behind her hand. Valerie’s blue eyes were slitted, and from the bags underneath them, I could tell she was tired from the long day.

  “You know what? Why don’t we relax for a bit?” I offered. “It’s not like anyone knows that Ortensia is missing yet, we don’t have to come up with a resolution right now… We could easily brainstorm it tomorrow, why don’t you go upstairs, eat dinner, and unwind for a bit?”

  “That… that sounds like a wonderful idea,” the feline-woman sighed.

  “What are you going to do?” I asked. “Lie down for a nap?”

  “I’m going to get Rian settled in!” the gorgeous feline woman giggled, threw her arms into the air, rushed over, and then hugged the imp-woman. “Maybe find her something to wear! And then maybe lay down for a few hours.”

  “Daisy?” I asked. “And you?”

  “I think I’m going to retire to your library and read,” the brunette smiled. “Or if you’d like me to, I’ll cook you dinner, and then draw you a bath.”

  “That won’t be necessary,” I grinned. “I’m sure I could cook myself something up. Go, enjoy your evenings, it’s been a long day, and we all need to rest for a little bit. I’m going to grab something to eat, and we can figure out what to do tomorrow.”

  I stood from the table, took a deep inhale, and then headed toward the door with the rest of my women behind me. Once out in the open, we split from each other, Valerie took Rian’s hand, led her toward the stables, and then disappeared inside. Daisy carefully stepped up the stairs, held the door open for me, and then disappeared up the stairs toward the second floor.

  I headed for the kitchen, stepped through the wide hall lined with suits of armor, and then prepared myself a small dinner with enough leftovers for the rest of my monster-girls. I ate by myself at the round, little table, listened to Valerie’s far off voice, and smiled softly at the enthusiasm in her tone.

  I’d finally perfected the experimentation process, and I was proud of myself, I’d created three gorgeous, intelligent monster-girls, why wouldn’t I be? Though I enjoyed my moment of solitude, I couldn’t rest just yet, I still had a lot of problems on the horizon, and they all stemmed from the death of the Chief Constable. I tried my hardest to wrack my brain for any solution, but I was entirely too overwhelmed to come up with a single idea.

  “That’s enough for one day,” I sighed, stood, and dumped my empty plate into the sink. “I’ll go upstairs and maybe lay down for a little while.”

  I climbed the stairs, stepped down the hall, and paused for a moment as a soft voice snaked out of an open door to my right. A soft smile spread over my lips, I leaned through the doorway, and peered in.

  The room beyond was lined with tall shelves filled with books with a squat desk in front of a wide picture window. Papers and more open books were scattered over the well-worn desk where I assumed Daisy had sat and read for a while, and I glanced at them for a few seconds. A small leather daybed was pressed against the single empty wall, and a light, woven blanket was tossed over its fabric. The room smelled of ink and parchment, old books, and of course, the bear-girl’s natural, sweet scent.

  My gaze settled on the small woman for a moment, I froze, and my heart hammered in my chest. Daisy sat on her knees in front of one of the towering bookshelves, leaned forward as she reached for a book on a low shelf, my eyes widened as the back of her short dress rode up, and revealed her perfect, round ass. My member throbbed eagerly in my trousers as the light blue fabric lifted even more, she rested a single hand against the wood floor, and revealed that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath the dress.

  I silently stepped in, hooked the door with my heel, and then quietly closed it. The click of the lock in the silent room was deafening, but Daisy barely reacted, simply grabbed the book she was reaching for, sat back, and glanced over her shoulder.

  “My love,” I grunted. “Why aren’t you wearing any panties?”

  “The reason is simple, Charles,” the brunette stated. “I wanted you to see, that’s all.”

  “Oh, really?” I snickered. “Why would you do such a thing?”

  “That itch is back,” the brunette replied. “And I’ve wanted you to touch me real bad as you did before in the tent. Why don’t you come over here and scratch it for me?”

  Daisy pursed her lips, leaned forward, gripped the edges of the shelves, and bent over in front of me. I grunted loudly as the bear-girl exposed her bare womanhood to me, and my penis fought hard against the fabric of my trousers. I needed it, I’d wanted it so badly when Rian had touched me earlier, but now, as I stared down at Daisy, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

  “I need you,” I growled. “Right now.”

  I stomped across the room, grabbed the tiny woman by the waist, lifted her off the floor, turned, and then tossed her on top of the small, leather sofa bed on the other side of the room. Daisy’s chest rose and fell, she wriggled into a comfortable position on top of the bed, and gazed up at me hungrily.

  I rested my knee against the daybed, grabbed the edge of her cyan dress, and then yanked it up. I gazed down at her cute belly button, moved my eyes toward the chocolatey brown tuft of pubic hair, and then the perfect, pale slope of her womanhood. I used one hand to spread her legs, licked my pointer finger and thumb, and then swirled them across her rosebud. Daisy threw back her head, gasped for air, and then mewled airily as I slipped two fingers inside of her.

  “Charles,” the brunette gasped. “I want your hard shaft deep inside of me. Stop playing with me and give it to me.”

  “As you wish,” I grunted.

  I pulled my hands away, ripped off my belt, threw it across the room, and then ripped down both my pants and underwear. My member sprung to life, twitched in the warm air, Daisy’s eyes widened at my length and girth as if she were seeing it for the first time, and then she lifted her hips up toward me.

  I leaned forward, held myself up with one hand, and then looked deeply into her glossy golden eyes. Her plump lips were moist, she gazed back at me heatedly, and then wrapped her arms around my neck. Daisy lifted her hips even more, gasped softly in my ear, and brushed the lips of her vagina against my head. I groaned through my teeth, slammed my eyes closed, and savored the sensation for a moment.

  I pressed the head of my penis against the warmth of Daisy’s entrance, and the brunette squirmed excitedly beneath me. The stunning bear-girl’s hands tugged at me desperately, she panted openmouthed, and I finally slid into her.

  “Ohhh.” Daisy tensed against me, not yet used to my girth and length, but I thrusted in slowly to relax the brunette.

  “Is that okay?” I panted after it felt like her tunnel had relaxed a bit around my thrusts.

  “Yesssss,” she gasped.

  We made love for what felt like forever, and I made sure each thrust into her small body went as deep as possible. Finally, her body began to wiggle and thrash beneath me, and I knew she was approaching a beautiful climax.

  “More, Charles!” Daisy rasped in my ear
. “Please, harder! Faster! I’ve needed this for so long, fill me to the brim with your love!”

  “Yessss.” I couldn’t take it anymore, I slammed into her and let out a low growl. Daisy’s vagina wrapped around me like exquisite silk, she leaned her head back and screamed up at the ceiling. I pulled out slightly, gasped softly, and then I slammed back into her tight warmth. Then I gritted my teeth as I held back the orgasm that tittered on the edge and focused in on her radiant face.

  The bear-girl’s face was dotted with tiny, glittering beads of sweat, her short, brown hair created perfect waves around her face. As I drove inside of her even faster, her round breasts bounced against the fabric of her dress with each movement, and I watched them enrapt. I leaned forward, pressed my lips to hers, and she kissed me passionately as her tongue slipped into my mouth. The bear-girl’s arms tightened around me right as her sex did, and I purposely thrust in slower.

  I felt delirious, surrounded by the warmth and soft sounds of the bear-girl. My inner thighs dripped with her sticky juices, and the room was loud with the sound of our wet bodies slapping together in ecstasy. I could’ve continued on this all day and night, Daisy’s body was like a fresh, sweet river deep in the mountains, and all I wanted to do was drink from her.

  I pushed into her, felt her vagina tighten around me, she hooked her legs around my back, and each thrust drove me delirious with pleasure, Daisy’s body was so soft, and I couldn’t hold back from touching her. I thrust into her madly, which caused the brunette to cry out even louder, and the sound rang in my ears like music.

  “I’m close,” I growled as my body throbbed inside of her, tensed as the orgasm rose to the surface, but I held it back as Daisy’s body tightened underneath me.

  “Yes, please. Fill me up. I need it.” The sounds escaping her lips heightened, echoed off the walls, and came back to us. Her hands slammed down on my shoulders, her hips bucked against me, and finally, her vaginal walls tightened around my steel-hard member.

  “Ohhhhhhh, Charles!” The brunette threw back her head, squeezed her eyes shut, and let out a loud shriek of pleasure. Our bodies moved in time, she rode out her orgasm, but it only seemed to continue skyward as she moved against me even harder. Right as she reached the end, I felt my own orgasm reach the surface, it peaked, and spiraled up into my abdomen. I thrusted into her wildly, my own grunts escaped my lips, and I felt my frothy semen spray deep inside the walls of her convulsing cavern.

  I fell forward, buried my face in her neck, and took a roaring breath. Daisy wrapped her arms around me, pressed tender kisses to my cheeks, and then peered into my eyes. A small smile spread over her lips, she gasped for air, and then whispered.

  “I knew that would take your mind off of things.” Daisy giggled.

  “Oh?” I chuckled. “So, you had all of this planned out?”

  “From the moment I came upstairs,” the brunette breathed. “I knew you’d come be up here after eating.”

  “Well, you got my mind off of it,” I snorted. “Thank you for that.”

  “Don’t forget, Charles,” the bear-girl smiled, snuggled deep into my neck, and then sighed. “We love you very much, and we’ll do anything for you. We’ll figure out what to do about the Chief Constable, don’t worry.”

  Chapter Nineteen

  I awoke to the sound of rain falling outside of my open window. I yawned, turned over on my side, and gazed out over the rolling hills and the city of Edenhart just beyond. The heavy rain and gray sky were a clear sign that summer was coming to an end, but to me, it brought forward a sense of foreboding. I had to figure out what to do with the Chief Constable today, and how I would dispose of her body.

  I couldn’t take her out to the woods and pin it on another person as I’d done with Delphine. Ortensia wasn’t more important than the aristocrat I’d killed, but she was undoubtedly in a position of power compared to Delphine. Yes, the old crone had been wealthy, and influential, but it was nothing compared to the control that Ortensia held over the city of Edenhart. She was the Chief Constable, for science’s sake, she had people who reported directly to her, and people that she had to report to back in the capital. I certainly couldn’t have her disappear off the face of the earth without an alibi prepared.

  “Time to get up,” I grumbled, patted the bed on each side of me, and realized that all three of my monster-girls were missing. “They didn’t wake me up? Curious.”

  I slid out of bed, slipped into a pressed shirt, pulled up my trousers, and fastened my belt into place. When I opened up the door into the hall, delicious aromas tickled my nose; bacon, pancakes, fresh coffee, and hash browns. I hurriedly thumped down the stairs, glanced into the empty drawing-room, and then moved toward the kitchen where soft voices spoke to each other.

  I pushed open the door, all three of my women sat at the small, round table in the middle of the room with A.B.’s jar resting in the middle, and they all turned as I entered the room.

  “Good morning, sleepy-head!” Valerie giggled. “How are you feeling today?”

  “Charles!” Rian boomed. “Come sit! Eat your fill! My mate needs to be healthy and strong for the oncoming months! Eat, Charles!”

  The black-haired woman stood from her chair, knocked it back, grabbed me by the arm, and tossed me into an empty chair. The imp-woman wore a tight fitting bodysuit similar to the one that Valerie wore, but it was cut differently.

  “Oh, did you notice Rian’s outfit?” Valerie giggled. “Does it look cute? I found it in the attic, and Daisy cut it up and sewed it together.”

  Rian’s smooth, blemishless shoulders were exposed, the throat of the outfit was styled into a halter, then opened up in a wide tear-drop shape. A thin belt was cinched below her enormous, perfect breasts, and held the rest of the fabric in place. The slope of her hourglass hips were uncovered by fabric, and I could make out the fine lines of her taut muscles underneath the skin. The fabric reconnected right above her belly button, but the cut of the legs came up high at her hip sockets, revealing a good bit of her bare legs to me.

  She looked absolutely stunning, and I couldn’t deny the desire building in my loins.

  “She looks absolutely gorgeous,” I breathed. “Do you like it?”

  “Of course, I do,” Rian nodded. “My sisters made it for me, and from the look on your face, Charles, you enjoy it, too.”

  I chuckled lightly, glanced around, and then smiled at Daisy as she piled a plate high with steaming food.

  “Good morning, all,” I chuckled. “Hello, A.B., visiting us upstairs today, are we?”

  “Yes, yes,” the brain tutted. “I practically had to beg on my brain-stem for Rian to bring me upstairs, and thankfully, she obliged. All the food looks so good, it makes me almost wish that I had a mouth.”

  “It looks and smells delicious,” I whispered. “Who cooked?”

  “I did,” Daisy said as she bowed her head. “I found a few cookbooks in your library, and I’ve been practicing all night. Tell me how it tastes, everyone else loved it, but I want your opinion, too, Charles.”

  “Of course,” I smiled, grabbed my fork, and dug in.

  Everything tasted lovely, better than any food that I’d tried at an aristocrat’s party, and I grunted through closed lips as I began to feast.

  “Good?” Daisy smiled.

  “I told you he’d love it!” the feline-woman giggled. “Not only that, but Daisy’s food is made with love! That’s why it tastes so good!”

  “I have to agree,” I snarfed through a mouthful. “How about you be in charge of all cooking from now on, Daisy? I can buy you more cookbooks if you’d like, and all of the ingredients you need.”

  “I would love that, Charles,” the gorgeous brunette breathed. “I may have found my passion. I’d like to try out the more difficult recipes, but I need precise ingredients for them.”

  “Not to worry,” I chuckled. “I’ll buy all of them for you, even search far and wide if I can’t find them at the store.”

  �
�I could steal them for you!” the feline-woman giggled. “It’d be pretty easy with my power!”

  “You don’t have to do that,” Daisy laughed. “I’d prefer to pay for them, Val, we need to be honest, upstanding people.”

  I finished my breakfast in record time in the company of my monster-women, and when I was done, Rian reached for my empty plate.

  “More?” the imp-woman asked. “You need more nutrients, Charles, you’re looking a bit pale.”

  “No,” I chuckled. “I’m just pale because I practically live in my laboratory.”

  “He also might be a bit pale because of what we need to talk about today,” A.B. muttered. “You had your day of relaxation, you had a good night’s sleep, and now a hearty breakfast, we really need to discuss what we’re going to do about the Chief Constable.”

  “We could… write a letter?” Valerie offered. “From the Queen requesting her back in the royal guard, place it in Ortensia’s quarters, and then eventually, when they come looking for her, they’ll find it.”

  “No,” I shook my head. “That won’t work. We all know how Edony is, next thing we know, she’ll be sending a letter to the Queen, requesting information on where Ortensia ran off to.”

  “That’s true,” the ash-blonde woman sighed. “I forgot that the Duchess decided to dig into the Browning’s background and their daughter. Can you imagine how many more problems that would open up? We’d have to write another letter, intercept the letter again, and we certainly couldn’t do what we did last time with the drinking, that surely wouldn’t work a second time.”

  “Any other ideas?” I whispered.

  “I have an idea,” the gorgeous brunette breathed. “I actually had the idea thanks to Valerie and her past.”

  “My past?” the feline-woman tilted her head. “What ever do you mean?”

  “I’d like to hear it, too,” I urged. “Go on, Daisy.”