Making Monster Girls 2: For Science!

by Eric Vall

  “Valerie once mentioned that one of her only memories from being a woman was being called a ‘harlot’ in the streets,” the bear-girl went on. “What if we went off of that, and used it as an advantage?”

  “A harlot?” Rian asked. “What does that word mean, Charles?”

  “It’s essentially a ‘man sympathizer,’” I explained. “Back before women had mystical abilities, men and women were equals. Harlots are women who either think that men deserve more respect, or would like to go back to the old ways.”

  “Oh,” the dark-haired woman nodded. “So, in a way, Valerie, Daisy, and I are harlots.”

  “Technically, yes,” I chuckled. “But I don’t like that word, it’s a slur against women who are fighting for equal rights. We believe that the woman we used in the experiment to create Valerie was a brute sympathizer.”

  “Ah, yes,” Rian smiled. “That blonde woman… she’s a brute sympathizer, too, isn’t she?”

  “I have a name, silly,” Valerie giggled, but the red-skinned imp-girl shook her head.

  “No, not my sister,” the imp-woman stated. “The other blonde, the stunning one… she bid on the manor during the auction.”

  “You remember that?” I balked.

  “Yes,” Rian smiled. “I rode in a large carriage up to this house, there were hundreds of other women here that day, too, but I remember you and Daisy vividly, and the other three women who were bidding. I believe their names were… Adelia… Lilliana… and… and…”

  “Josephine?” Valerie offered.

  “Yes!” Rian cried. “The pretty blonde woman! The person I was before, Ortensia, was looking into her, too, along with the two of you. She believed that Josephine was a brute sympathizer from the way she treated her workers, consorts, and servants.”

  “We think that, too,” Daisy nodded. “She’s said things that have indicated that she thinks that way, too.”

  “She would make an excellent sister,” Rian breathed. “We should make her one.”

  “Not you, too,” I grumbled, snorted out a laugh, and then leaned onto my elbow on the table.

  “See?” Valerie shouted. “Even Rian believes that Josephine would make a good monster-girl!”

  “Rian,” I stated. “Remember when I told you that you couldn’t eat humans unless they were direct threats to our family.”

  “Yes, I recall that very clearly, Charles,” the red-skinned imp-woman nodded. “But what does it have to do with a sister?”

  “Josephine might be a brute sympathizer,” I uttered. “But we cannot know for sure. Yes, she’s one of the kindest women that we’ve ever met, and she’s treated us better by far than any other aristocrat, but that doesn’t mean we can snatch her off the street, throw her into my machine, and make her into a monster-girl. We only transform women that are threats to our family, and in this instance, Josephine is the exact opposite of that. Do you understand? I will not change my mind on it, it’s non-negotiable.”

  “I understand,” Rian bowed her head. “I will not press the issue any farther. You will never do anything to harm us or put us in danger, so I will accept that this is how things are.”

  “Thank you,” I smiled. “Sorry, Daisy, we got a bit off-topic, what were you saying?”

  “What if we paint Ortensia to look like a brute sympathizer?” Daisy offered. “Like with Valerie’s idea. We go to the Chief Constable’s home, write a few letters from other sympathizers she must have been corresponding with, and then steal any evidence that she was looking into Josephine and us. We’ll write a few letters beforehand, not only from the correspondents, but from an unknown person, threatening Ortensia. Say, someone who found out she was a brute sympathizer, and wanted to use it against her. That way, when they finally do search her house, they’ll see that she was a harlot, and think that she ran away from Edenhart because her big secret was about to be exposed.”

  I gawked at the brunette with wide eyes, and my mouth was hanging open. Daisy was my quietest monster-girl, and it surprised me a little bit that she’d come up with all of that, but one thing was clear, the bear-girl was absolutely brilliant.

  “That… that’s fantastic, Daisy,” I breathed. “You came up with that all on of your own?”

  “Yes,” the brunette nodded. “After I left the library last night, I sat outside on the porch for a few hours, and thought about ways that we could solve this, and then, Valerie’s memory popped into my head. If we frame it perfectly, not even the Duchess will question it, and you know how she is.”

  “But what do we do once the other constables show up to question us?” Valerie asked. “She didn’t exactly keep it a secret that she suspected us.”

  “Then we’ll capture them,” I stated. “And turn them into monster-girls, too. We’ll turn the whole town if we have to. If they come onto our property, they’re as good as dead.”

  “Oooooh,” the feline-woman murmured. “I just got chills, that was so powerful, Charles.”

  “We will slaughter any man or woman who comes close to our family,” Rian boomed. “No human is safe from our clutches!”

  “I may not share the exact sentiment,” Daisy giggled. “But I agree, anyone who steps onto this property is a threat, and we should eliminate them.”

  “So, that’s it?” A.B. asked. “We’re just going to sneak into Ortensia’s house, take all of her things that have to do with our family, leave some letters, sneak back to live our lives happily alone on this hill, and kill anyone who comes near it?”

  “Not kill them,” I stated. “Turn them into monster-girls. We’re done hiding and scurrying around with our tails between our legs, we need to stand our ground. This is closing Ortensia’s chapter, and we’ll never have to hear from her again. I also have to be grateful to the Chief Constable, and all of the other aristocrats. We wouldn’t have gotten away with half of the things we’ve done if they weren’t so goddamn secretive.”

  “But that also begs the question,” Daisy probed. “What was Edony going to do with the super-soldiers once she got them? I know that Ortensia said she was going to use them against the Queen… but how? Does the Duchess want to take over the country? Or just kill the Queen?”

  “The Queen is immortal,” Rian stated, and we turned to stare at her with wide, shocked eyes.

  “What do you mean?” I asked.

  “I know a little bit about the Queen because of my past memories,” the red-skinned imp-girl breathed. “I worked with her closely for about fifteen years while Ortensia was in the royal guard.”

  “She’s immortal?” Valerie breathed. “She can’t die?”

  “That’s her power,” Rian nodded. “She’s the oldest woman in history, a lot of people believe that she was the very first woman on earth to show signs of magical manifestation.”

  “How old is she?” I whispered. “She’s been in power since before I was born.”

  “It’s believed that the Queen is roughly six-hundred and ninety-three years old,” Rian told us. “It’s never been confirmed, and she doesn’t look a day over thirty, but if she’s ruled for that long, it’s hard to doubt it.”

  “Can she be killed?” I queried. “I mean, if she’s immortal, does that mean she can’t die at all?”

  “She simply doesn’t age,” Rian confirmed. “That’s why the royal guard is in place. If left alone, she’ll live on to the end of time, but yes, she can be killed by an enemy or possibly even a disease if it were to spread wildly over the country, but other than that, no, her life will continue on forever.”

  “That’s… that’s insane,” Daisy breathed. “Can you imagine living forever? I hate to admit it, but I quite like the idea of having a time limit.”

  “Living forever?” Valerie asked. “Sounds kind of boring. I mean, she did it right, she’s the one in power over everyone, but can you imagine being an ordinary person, struggling to live every day of your life knowing that it would never end? It sounds absolutely horrible.”

  “Hey, hey, hey!” A.B. c
ried. “Have all of you forgotten that you’re in the presence of someone who cannot die? Or someone who has already died, come back to life, and now lives in a constant state of immortality?”

  “We didn’t mean you, A.B.,” the stunning ash-blonde woman giggled. “You know we adore you, and are glad that you’ll be around for the rest of time.”

  “Yes, yes,” the brain agreed. “Everyone should feel blessed that Abraham Benjamin will be in their lives until the earth melts away, and time disappears from existence. Then, it will only be me, A.B., the animated brain floating out to space in my jar! I will be the lone survivor of a forgotten world!”

  “Don’t get too dystopian on us, alright?” I chuckled. “I may not be immortal, but I’m glad to be on this wild journey with you, A.B. If it hadn’t been for you in the beginning, I don’t think I’d be where I am today.”

  “Aw, shucks, Charles,” A.B. laughed. “Thank you, thank you, the creation of monster girls is all thanks to me, I’m the genius behind the invocation, and you are merely the hands that do the work for me.”

  “That’s taking it a bit far,” I snorted. “You’ve never once given me ideas for my experiments. Most of the time, before I created Valerie, you doubted everything I did, or have you conveniently forgotten about that?”

  “I’m sorry, Charles,” the brain chuckled. “I can’t hear you, the liquid in my jar is thick… uhm, our telepathic connection is a little fuzzy.”

  “Do you want me to repeat myself, then?” I snickered. “I can if you missed it, don’t worry.”

  “No!” A.B. cried. “I heard you, I heard you, and you’re right, I did doubt you in the beginning, but now, I’m one-hundred percent a Charles supporter! I will never doubt you again, fearless leader!”

  “Now, don’t go calling me that,” I guffawed. “I might like it too much, and demand you do it all of the time.”

  “Charles is our fearless leader!” Valerie shouted. “He can do anything he sets his mind to! We love him!”

  “We adore him!” Rian giggled.

  “We want more of him,” Daisy grinned. “Now, how do you feel, Charles? Is your ego boosted?”

  “Not really,” I shook my head. “You might need to do it a little more.”

  Valerie launched herself out of her chair, wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and pressed soft kisses to my cheeks with loud smacks.

  “We love you, we adore you, and we’ll do anything for you!” the feline-woman smiled. “Is that better, or do you need more?”

  I pursed my lips, glanced meaningfully out of the corner of my eye toward Rian and Daisy, and then snickered.

  “I don’t know,” I sighed. “I think I might need a little more.”

  “Charles is better than any other man!” Rian shouted, grabbed me by the back of the head, and smashed her lips to mine.

  When she pulled away, she grinned, grabbed me by the waist, and then turned toward Daisy.

  “Come on, Daisy!” the cat-girl called. “It’s your turn!”

  The brunette scooted back from the table, grinned, shook her head, flushed pink, and then stood. She strutted forward, dropped to her knees in front of me, turned me in my chair, and then pressed her elbows into my thighs. Daisy stared up at me with her big, golden eyes, smiled sweetly, and then whispered.

  “We love you, we adore you, we want no other man,” the bear-girl giggled. “We’ll do anything for you, kill anyone, steal, lie, and cheat for you. We love you so much, Charles, won’t you accept us into your heart, and protect us for the rest of your life?”

  “Don’t I already do that?” I chuckled. “But yes, I promise to protect all of you, love you, and cherish you until the day I die. You all are so precious to me, I can’t describe it in words how you make me feel every day. I consider myself lucky, I get to create, know, and love all three of you. Eventually, we’ll have more monster-girls, and I know you all are desperate for more sisters, but let me enjoy my time with each of you. I treasure our moments together, even when we’re not off doing something insane or dangerous, just when we’re here, living the same life together.”

  “Oh, Charles!” Valerie murmured. “You’re going to make me cry!”

  “You truly are the perfect mate,” Rian purred. “I am so glad that you created me.”

  “You say that you’re lucky,” Daisy breathed. “But I think we’re the lucky ones, we are allowed to live this crazy, wild ride of life with you. You created us practically out of nothing, and the only thing you ask for in return is our love and affection. We willingly give it to you because, Charles, you deserved to be loved. I like to think that every man is deserving of love, and eventually, with each monster-girl we create, the world will understand. That’s our plight, Charles, to open up the world to equality, a world where every man knows what it feels like to be loved and adored by a woman. We’re going to change Edenhart, and eventually, we’re going to change the world, too. It may not happen overnight, but it’ll happen, I promise.”

  “Okay, then,” I chuckled as I ran my fingers through Daisy, then Val, and then Rian’s hair. “Let’s get to work on safeguarding our family.”

  “And conquering the world,” Rian purred as she stared at me with adoration.

  “Whatever we have to do to be safe,” I said with a nod.

  End of book 2.

  End Notes

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