This choice: Kimihito arrives at home and decides to just take things slow... • Go Back... A moment’s consideration, and Kimihito decided not to rush into things, wanting to play it cool for now.
Kimihito went home, smiling as the usual routine started. Miia immediately glomped him, the beautiful, buxom, red-headed lamia deliberately rubbing her gorgeous body up against him. Cerea, the busty centaur, pulled her away, the blonde beauty arguing with her for a moment before greeting him in a more reserved manner. (He could tell she wanted to glomp him too, though.) Papi, the adorable, child-like, blue-haired harpy and Suu, the lovely blue slime girl, were watching cartoons, the two waving to him from the couch. Rachnee, the buxom arachne, looked out from the lounge, where she was weaving her silk into clothing., and nodded to Kimihito in greeting.
Mero, the beautiful, wheelchair-bound-when-on-land mermaid princess, and Lala, the mysterious, utter ham of a Dullahan, were, surprisingly, talking rather animatedly off to one side of the lounge.
“I’m glad to see you all,” he said, so very appreciative of all his girls.
“And of course, we are glad to see you, master,” Cerea said.
“How was your day, darling?” Miia asked.
“Weird,” Kimihito said honestly, going into the kitchen to get some water.
“Oh? How so?” Miia asked, slithering over to him.
“…I’m not sure how to explain it,” Kimihito said. “But things should improve.”
“Oh,” Miia said. “That’s good.” She smiled warmly.
“Anyway…” Kimihito said. “I think we should just order out for dinner. I don’t feel like cooking right now.” I’m going to be doing a lot of cooking fairly soon, though.
Cerea nodded. “Oh! Before I forget, master,” she said, “a strange old man came buy with a crew and installed a new room.”
“I’ve been wondering about that,” Rachnee said. “It’s weird, compared to the other rooms. Like a kitchen/torture chamber.”
Kimihito blinked. “Show me,” he said.
Miia, Rachnee, Mero, and Cerea all led him to the new room in the center of the house. It was huge, covered in what Kimihito recognized as stain resistant material.
Bloodstains, he thought absently.
There was a large drain in the center, and a large set of ovens on one side, each one large enough to contain even Rachnee or Cerea… if they were tied down and put in a pan.
Kimihito gulped, feeling himself become both hungry and aroused.
Looking over the room some more, he saw several large knives and cutting devices. All of them clearly designed for chopping up meat. There was even a tanning rack on the side opposite the ovens.
“Wow…” Kimihito said huskily. He’d envisioned kitchens like this for his fantasies. It was as if this old man who gave him such a wondrous gift was deliberately trying to cater to his lustful desires.
Miia blinked. “Ah, that’s right. He gave me a note to give to you, said you’d understand. I don’t know the language…”
“I don’t either,” Rachnee said as Miia pulled the note out of her shirt pocket. “It’s suspicious…”
Kimihito read the note. It was in a language he didn’t know, but he could tell what it said nevertheless.
“No one can read this but you,” the note said. “I was cursed long ago by an enemy who said that to free myself from this curse, I must help a truly virtuous man live out their repressed dark desires in a way that will result in no negative consequences for them. To repeat what I said earlier, you can now get away with anything thanks to my spell. Your girls can come back from being killed, for food or otherwise, over and over again. No law will ever be used against you. You are free of health consequences. Fuck anyone, whether they want it or not, you’re now immune to all diseases (including zombification)! Get as fat as you want, you’ll never have a heart attack! Plus, I put spellbooks in your room that will let you slim down again anytime. You are FREE. And it is because you are a virtuous soul that I know you will never exploit this. This room is a bonus, a place to butcher anyone you want to consume. And in case you doubt that you are worthy of such a gift, then consider this: my curse was immortality. I would only be allowed to die if I gave this gift to the pure of heart. And the moment I freed you from consequences, I felt myself start to die. I am free now… and so are you. I finally rest in peace. Thank you. And have fun.”
Kimihito found himself smiling.
“So what’s it say?” Rachnee asked.
“It’s my own private butcher shop,” Kimihito said, the four relaxing a little. After a moment’s thought, he decided to just rephrase. “I’m going to be eating a lot of meat in the future.”
Miia grinned. “Sounds delicious, darling,” she said.
Kimihito just smirked. He closed the door to his new meat factory, and led everyone back into the main living room. He sat down, and began looking everyone over.
All seven of his monstergirl companions were incredibly attractive. Even after everything he had experienced, they still aroused him. But now, he found himself admiring them in other ways.
Miia’s long tail, so thick and meaty.
Cerea’s heavy flanks.
Rachnee’s massive spider-abdomen.
Mero’s fish tail.
Papi’s legs.
Lala’s firm gut.
Suu’s entire body.
He found his mouth watering as he looked his companions over. He briefly had an urge to lunge and start chomping, but he suppressed it. No reason to rush things…
“Girls?” he said, catching the attention of all seven. “I’ve decided to step things up a little. To help me figure out who should I marry, I’m going to add a new category of consideration.”
This definitely got their attention. Lala had stated she was willing to wait for Kimihito’s death, putting herself out of the competition, but the others, despite their friendship, all greatly desired Kimihito.
Kimihito smiled. “I’m going to be evaluating all seven of you as sexual partners.”
Cerea squeaked, both embarrassed and excited. All seven blushed, their reactions varied.
Papi and Suu traded excited grins. Miia was clearly fighting the urge to go “YESYEYSYESYESYES!” Cerea had turned redder than Miia’s scales. Mero was giggling, going “Oh my” over and over again. Lala looked flustered, her head literally falling off her shoulders. And Rachnee was grinning slowly, looking rather pleased.
Kimihito grinned. “I am going to be sexually accosting all of you near constantly from now on, molesting you whenever I want. Are you all okay with this?”
There was a chorus of approval. Kimihito chuckled, unable to believe how well this was going despite the assurances from the old wizard. “One thing, though…” Kimihito felt compelled to add. “Whatever happens… Stay friends.”
The others paused, and looked at each other. As Kimihito watched, they all smiled warmly. “I think we can manage that, darling,” Miia said.
Kimihito grinned. “Oh, and if I decided to have sex with another woman other than you seven, that’s just me playing around. You seven are the ones I’m considering for marriage,” he said, deciding to try something. “Okay?”
Normally, the girls would protest. They felt they should protest. But the world worked in Kimihito’s favor now. They thought about it, and each found themselves to be fine with it.
“Sure thing, darling,” Miia said.
“I’m okay with that, husband!” Papi said.
“It is your choice, Master,” Cerea said, bowing.
“Whatever you wish, dear,” Mero said.
“Suu is okay with that,” Suu said.
“Man’s gotta sow his oats while he can. Right, honey?” Rachnee said, smiling.
“The pleasures of one as noble as you cannot be constrainted to a mere seven women. This one will not interfere with you satisfying the desires of your loins,” Lala said in her usual melodramatic fashion.
Kimihito grinned. That gives me an excuse to have fun with Mrs. Smith and MON when they inevitably come over to freeload, he thought.
Things were going quite well.
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