The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Landon woke up feeling bone tired, muscles aching, and with a wonderfully cool, comfortable sensation permeating his entire body. Opening his eyes he found himself in his own bed, sharing it with an impossibly curvaceous woman...who happened to be forest green in color and made of a viscous material.

Landon scrambled back with a start, promptly falling out of his bed and hitting the floor hard. He groaned at the impact, but lay still. He was barely able to see without his glasses so didn’t want to crash into anything especially not the nightstand where said glasses, but also his lamp, were kept. Not only would that hurt, but if his glasses or lamp were to fall and break he’d have to pay to replace them! Plus the lamp had a chance of starting a fire and that was something he really- One moment...he was just now realizing that he was completely naked, he had put on clothes before bed hadn’t he? And why was he so hard as well? His cock was throbbing almost painfully now that the shock and pain from waking and falling had faded.

A giggle came from above him, where a blurry looking green blob was smiling down at him, his glasses adorning her, admittedly, cute face. “Good morning Landon,” the Slime Girl cooed playfully, her body oozing down from the bed to settle comfortably atop him. Her body was cool to the touch and immediately soothed away any aches and pains from his fall that might still be lingering, however, there was one particular ache that only grew stronger. “You certainly look a little...tense this morning. Is there anything I can do to help?” the Slime Girl purred, her perfectly round bottom sliding back to press his manhood between it’s twin globes and begin to stroke him up and down gently. The sensation was incredible, it was as though her ass was clinging onto him, stroking him with the dexterity of fingers while her cool, wet slime lubricated him and began to fill his aching cock with pleasurable sensation.

“G-g-get off...I...I...”

“Get you off? Oh well...if you insist...” the Slime Girl said poisonously with a ditzy little giggle. Landon would’ve probably been more inclined to believe her innocence had he not known better. If he could see the look of pure lust in her eyes hiding behind his glasses he would have been even further disinclined to believe her ditzy act. The Slime Girl sat fully upright, her ass pressing back against his cock and actually pushing it through her body until it was fully submerged in slime. Landon opened his mouth to object, but the only thing that came out was a strained groan of ecstasy when the Slime Girl began to rotate her hips atop him, his cock submerged in a churning, cloying substance that tugged and kissed and licked and stroked along his throbbing, needy cock.

“There you go...good boy...” the Slime Girl whispered gently as he lay back and simply accepted his fate. It was as though she could read his thoughts and was encouraging him to not resist. He had just been thinking that he might as well let her finish him off, he wouldn’t be able to concentrate on anything anyway when he was so...pent up. Now she was gently riding him, keeping his orgasm just out of reach, just like she did last night...

Thoughts of last night involuntarily made their way back into Landon’s head. He’d given her his name, obviously, and taken her to his room, clearly. How did she escape detection? “Mmmm...” Landon moaned, opening eyes he didn’t know had closed and looking up into the blurry form of his own glasses. That’s right, her camouflage. She had used her camouflage last night to take on the appearance of a normal, if beautifully voluptuous, human girl. Her slime appeared to harden somewhat, and she lost that ‘always wet’ appearance she had. Her “skin” changed from forest green to a decidedly human pink, though she kept her hair green for some reason.

“I like the color green. Humans will just think I dyed it with magic,” she offered petulantly when he confronted her about it. Truthfully she did look very human, he wouldn’t have been able to tell she was actually a Slime Girl at a glance even knowing Slime Girls COULD camouflage themselves this way. He doubted even the teachers, who knew nothing about Slime Girl camouflage would be able to tell without some kind of physical examination. However...

“Why did you make your clothes look so...tight?” he asked, noting that she was now appearing to wear some short little shorts that looked to be painted onto her voluminous bubble butt, and a sleeveless top that didn’t even cover her midriff, yet clung to her prodigious bust like a second skin, a hole in it’s center providing a window into her cleavage which seemed to be attempting to escape that sparse opening. If she didn’t want to draw attention to herself, this was the absolutely worst possible choice of attire she could make! Aside from going in underwear...or nothing at all.

“Well I’m not ACTUALLY wearing clothing silly,” the Slime Girl said with a teasing wink. “This is just me camouflaging my body to look like I’m wearing clothes. If I tried to make anything um...loose, it’d look fake right away. Imagine something like a painted on skirt. It wouldn’t swish or move like a natural skirt, and there’d be no opportunity for any boys to try looking up it...” The Slime Girl said actually sounding disappointed that she couldn’t let boys peek up her skirt!

“Well then why not just wear actual clothes? You wore my glasses just fine...” Landon said, trying very hard not to stare at her chest while he accosted her. He failed, but that was only because she kept taking deep breaths and her chest still jiggled like it was made from slime... Actually all of her body still jiggled and moved like a Slime Girl’s now that he was paying closer attention. Her camouflage really was just a visual advantage...he wondered what would happen if he touched her...

“Why don’t you touch me and find out?” she teased, sidling up closer to a suddenly flush Landon. Could she read minds? She giggled at his reaction and swiped his glasses off of his face, placing them on her own.

“H-hey!” he protested weakly, his body was reminding him that he literally nearly died from sexual overstimulation and thinking about touching such a provocative body was not a healthy activity right now!

“I can’t change my body type, just how I look,” she said, confirming his suspicions as she leaned in close as though to kiss, and subtly adjusted his gaze from her plump, very wet looking, lips to the bridge of her nose...where the glasses were slowly sinking into her face. Even half blind as he was without his glasses he could see that they were moving through her nose. “If I were to put on human clothes they’d just slip...right...off...” she said, whispering those last three words into his ear and causing another pang of liquid heat to lance through his cock as it reminded him in no uncertain terms that any sexual activity or thoughts of any kind was a terrible idea at the moment! He’d already cum so much, and his breath was a bit labored, if they had kept going...she really could’ve killed him. He needed a good night’s rest to recover, and some food!

Back in the present Landon’s traitorous cock wasn’t allowing him to have thoughts of any kind other than sexual now that it was being fully bathed in the Slime Girl’s body and her ministrations were beginning to bear fruit...or well, seeds. Landon groaned loudly as he finally came, unable to hold back his release any longer from the Slime Girl’s skillful manipulations. “There you go, all better now?” the Slime Girl asked sweetly, dismounting him and sliding down to the floor to lay beside him, curling her arms around his naked form and letting her warm chest press snugly into him.

“Mmmm...y-yeah actually...” Landon said, smiling a bit. His cock was slick and wet still as she released it from her slimy prison, and still fully erect and throbbing, but no longer was it a hot, aching pain that needed tending to, but a cool pulsing tool that seemed ready to go yet another round.

“Maybe just one more?” the Slime Girl asked sweetly, her eyes sliding down to his still erect cock as her hand moved to stroke up and down his chest, slipping lower and lower as it went up and down. Landon found himself wanting to nod, one more cum did sound like a good idea. His cock was still soooo hard. He’d never felt this needy before, never felt so pent up...which was strange because last night he came so much he nearly died! You’d think his body would need some...

“W-wait, no! You...you did something to me!” he suddenly said, snatching his glasses off of the Slime Girl’s face, whose name he still didn’t know, and scrambled back away from her as she blinked and squinted, trying in vain to see.

Now that he had his glasses back on he could see much better. His room was lit only by a small lamp on his nightstand, but he could still make out a large, human sized wet spot on his bed, near the center where he normally would sleep. She’d been cuddling with him all night? At first the idea sounded kinda nice...but as his still rigid cock throbbed Landon’s brain found the circumstances disturbing.

“Your slime is some kind of aphrodisiac...” he stated, not a question, but he was remembering some of what he knew about Monster Girls. “You’ve been cuddling up against me all night...that’s why I’m feeling so...needy right now. You must know about how your slime affects humans, so this was some kind of trap to turn me into some kind of a...sex toy for you!” Landon accused, backing away from the dangerous creature he’d let into his life, and worse yet into his room!

“Oh stop being so dramatic,” the Slime Girl said, standing up and turning into her camouflaged human form. “Okay yes, when humans touch me they start feeling horny, and if my slime is in prolonged contact with your cock this is the result, but sex is literally how I eat. Forgive me for wanting a big breakfast in the morning!” she shot back, huffing and pouting her full, moist lips... Not the time Landon! “You humans keep us half starved by holing up in your cities and coming out only to kill us. Is it really a surprise that we take any opportunity we can get to capture and milk a human for as long as we can? I’d hoped to get a couple weeks of food out of this before you caught on, but you’re pretty smart for a human, especially one with several hours worth of Slime Girl poison in you,” she said with a slight grin...a very cute slight grin... Landon couldn’t help but feel good about the praise, but he tensed up at the word ‘poison’ and looked down in horror at the slime gleaming on his STILL hard cock. “Relax! You’re not gonna die. Slime poison is just what you said it was, an aphrodisiac. You’ll be really horny and sensitive today, and some of your classmates might look better than usual, but that’s about it. I would need to reapply the slime to your cock tonight while you slept in order to keep you in this state, but well since you figured it out... Well I’ll just ask you. How are you going to feed me?”

“Uh...” Landon went from angry, to horrified, to shocked, to relieved, to happy, and now he was feeling a complex variety of emotions he couldn’t quite put names to. Imagine if one day you decided to adopt a puppy, a cute jiggly puppy with enormous...wait stop that! Then the very first day that puppy confronted you asking how you were planning on taking care of it... Talk about awkward...and he didn’t even want the puppy in the first place! Wait, that’s right, SHE was the one who wanted to be here! “W-well that’s your problem isn’t it?” he stated, deciding to stand his ground on this one. “You were the one who wanted to infiltrate this school in order to study us humans. How do YOU plan on feeding yourself?” Landon’s confidence rose as he spoke, but the Slime Girl’s venomous smile let Landon know he’d made a mistake before any words had left his lips.

“That’s easy. I just poison your cock every night with my slime, and every morning enjoy a big, hearty breakfast since you have no choice but to deal with the side effects. That was my plan. Would you like to make a counter offer?” the Slime Girl asked, deceptively sweet in tone as she sat down on Landon’s bed and adjusted the lamp to allow more light into the room. Landon had to admit, a part of him wanted to take her up on that offer. Her long legs, now fully revealed by the added light, were crossed before him letting him see their full, smooth length. Her short, tight shorts hid absolutely nothing, and his cock throbbed in desire knowing all he had to do was say the word, and they’d happily part for him...

“I-I’ll think of that later. Maybe we can set up some kind of sperm bank for you...”

“Ugh, LEFTOVERS? No way! I don’t want to live purely off some refrigerated spunk in a glass jar!”

“Hey, you don’t get to dictate everything,” Landon said, frowning at her. She was trying to step all over him, but she was the one who decided to stay! “You wanted to stay, so there may be some sacrifices you have to make. No one is forcing you into this situation, you can leave at any time! I won’t let you starve, but I’m not your servant either.” Something about what he said seemed to hit a chord in the Slime Girl, because she just looked at him silently and nodded her head. “Okay...now I need to get to class. I’ll be back in a few hours so try no—”

“Ah ah, YOU don’t get to dictate everything either! I’m making compromises for you, you’ll have to make compromises for me!”

“A compromise that will get us both thrown out of school and you possibly killed isn’t exactly the same as compromising to eat leftovers instead of fresh food all the time...” Landon shot back, rubbing his forehead. How could she be so stupid? Didn’t she realize that if she was caught, there would be no mercy for her? No one was going to treat her as anything other than a monster.

“Do you think I’m so stupid I’ll get us caught right away?” The Slime Girl huffed, crossing her arms and sending her bouncy tits jiggling distractingly. “I think you overestimate human awareness. All I need is a convincing enough cover story and no one will look at me twice. Tell them I’m your sister!” Landon gogged.

“What? No! We look nothing alike!”

“Fine, step sister then. Our shared mother sent me to live with you so that I can learn more about the world. I’m foreign, that’s why I don’t know common things and would like to be a part of this school so that I can learn and you can teach me. See? I get what I want, and you get to have a pretty girl follow you around all day. Doesn’t that sound nice?” It didn’t sound so nice when Landon remembered how this pretty girl almost killed him the night they met...

“I don’t even know your name!”

“Hmm...I suppose I’ll have to have a human name won’t I? I was born in the wild so...I never actually got a name before.” Landon wondered exactly how Slime Girls were born, from the sound of it parents weren’t really needed, but she seemed to be implying that Slime Girls NOT born in the wild DID have names, and thus, people to give them names. Parents? Or something else?

“Well, what if I name you?” Landon asked, smiling at the Slime Girl who was looking a little lost in thought. She looked cute like that.

“Like I’m your pet? No way!” she laughed playfully swatting the air with her hand. “Just out of curiousity though...” suddenly she seemed much more subdued, her legs uncrossing as she pulled them up onto the bed and hugged them. Landon’s heart started to pound in his chest as she smiled sweetly at him. “What name would you pick?”

“W-well...what about Sally?” he asked, swallowing dryly.

“Sally Slime Girl? No thank you! And I don’t want any name that ends in an ‘I’ or a ‘Y’ either. I know what kinds of names humans usually give Slime Girls they kidnap and hold hostage in their little cages...”

“Okay, that’s fair... I guess Laci is out. That was my next guess...”

“Laci? Like the feminine version of Landon? Egocentric much?”

“Hey I wasn’t even thinking that! Okay okay I got it. How about Annabelle?” The Slime Girl tilted her head to one side, looking at Landon thoughtfully for a moment. Then she smiled.

“I like it.” Landon couldn’t help but smile back, there was something in the way she looked, something about how she said those three little words that made her feel...human. “Annabelle...” she repeated, testing the name out herself. “Perfect, just don’t call me Annie!” she said jovially, hopping up from the bed and snatching Landon’s glasses off of his face, putting them on herself. “Okay, let’s go to the leader human of this school and get me permission to take all your classes with you!”

“Wha- Wait! Wait a minute!” Landon pleaded, squinting as the room suddenly became too bright and blurry.

“You can’t just walk into the headmaster’s office, ask to take classes without even having applied and expect him to say ‘Welcome aboard!’ just like that!”

“Of course not, first you have to show me where his office is!”

“This will never work...”

“...And signed! Welcome aboard Miss Cross!” said the school’s headmaster, an older gentleman wearing the traditional long black robes and flat topped hat of high academia. Annabelle smiled brightly and shook the headmaster’s hand. The older man had been staring at her body the entire meeting and was happy for any excuse to make contact. Landon didn’t like how he was looking at her...but he wasn’t quite sure why. It wasn’t like they were REALLY related, or like she didn’t absolutely love the attention... Landon caught her purposefully leaning further over the table to read the documents they were discussing just to give the headmaster a better look down her already too tight shirt...was it more low cut than it was back in his room? She definitely didn’t need to lean closer to see, not with her still wearing his glasses...

“Thank you so much sir!” Annabelle said, beaming brightly. “I look forward to learning as much as I can!” Annabelle’s idea worked remarkably well, though Landon had to spruce it up a little to make it more believable. Their mother was beginning to feel her age and had caught sick. Annabelle, who had been living at home, didn’t have the resources or knowledge to take care of her, so she was sent here, to live with Landon and learn about the country’s culture while their mother was placed in a home. Landon thought they’d have to pay some kind of fee, but the headmaster didn’t waste any time before offering Annabelle a job as an assistant. Working with him on weekends to pay for her education and help her with her reading and comprehension skills. Annabelle could already passably read human languages, but she didn’t understand a lot of the more complex words and grammar usage. Of course, the old pervert was looking at her mostly exposed legs the entire time he offered the job...especially as Annabelle crossed and recrossed them in his full view. Landon was still pretty uncomfortable about it, but Annabelle couldn’t say yes fast enough. She probably wanted him to try and seduce her so she could get some free meals out of the deal... It was with that thought that Landon was reminded just who was the predator here. He didn’t need to feel so protective over her...she was a Monster Girl for crying out loud!

“I’m sure there’s much we can teach you here young Miss,” the older man said, watching Annabelle’s cleavage with much interest as she puffed out her chest, seemingly, with pride.

“Hehe, I’m sure there is! Don’t be afraid to give me some hard lessons too, I think those are the most fun!” Aaaand we’re done here...

“Well if everything is all signed and accounted for, we’d better be getting to our first class then, right headmaster?” Landon said, trying to get them out before Annabelle decided to try having sex with the headmaster right here in front of him!

“Hmm? Oh! Of course,” the headmaster said, looking for all the world as though he’d forgotten Landon had been in the room with them at all. “Yes, ahem. Study hard young students, the knowledge you gain here will serve you well the rest of your lives.” It was far too late for the headmaster to act like a mentor now, especially when Landon knew he was watching Annabelle’s ass as they left his office.

“What a nice old man,” Annabelle said as she skipped happily down the hall.

“He was only nice because you practically gave him a guided tour of your body...” Landon replied sourly, still not exactly sure why he was so upset by this, but upset nevertheless!

“Well...I give you guided tours of my body all the time, and you’re not nearly as nice!” she said giggled and looping an arm around his. Landon immediately pushed her away, fully aware of what the aphrodisiac slime her body was made of would do to him. “See?” she said with a pout.

“He doesn’t know how dangerous you are...” Landon whispered, watching a couple students pass by, one male, one female...both looked back to check out Annabelle’s tight shorts clad posterior as they passed by. Annabelle pretended to be completely unaware.

“Hehe, so what’s our first class Landon? I’m so excited to be taught human things!”

“Shhh!” Landon’s eyes widened and he quickly looked back see if the two other students were still nearby. Luckily they were out of earshot, but his heart was beating as though they were right next to them. “Do you want to get caught on day one?” he snapped, snatching his glasses off of her face and putting them on. They were a bit cold and wet but he ignored that. Annabelle frowned at him but, understanding the position she was in, nodded instead of fighting back. “Okay, SIS, the first class we have together is SEX class.” Annabelle’s eyes brightened considerably, and she crooked a smile at him.

“I think I might be good at that particular class. I thought hu- others were a bit more squeamish about such realities but...well I’m not complaining.“

“I think you may be surprised...”

“Landon! There you are, I had heard you were meeting with the headmaster!” Landon’s stomach dropped, in fact it dropped so hard and so fast he thought he might actually vomit. The person who called out to him, was none other than Mr. Wolfe, who jogged right up to him and looked down at him with a friendly...but very serious expression. Landon felt Annabelle tense up next to him, as though she were trying to harden her skin more than normal. “Do you have a moment to chat? I want to ask you some questions about the Slime you studied last night and whether you noticed anything strange about it.” Landon opened his mouth to reply, but no words would come out, his throat was completely dry. He gulped hard, thinking desperately of what he could say to Mr. Wolfe. The Slime Girl he’d captured was, obviously, missing, and he would be the prime suspect...oh and his “step sister” just so happened to show up that same night? How far could one stretch coincidence? They were doomed, both of them! Landon would be expelled, and Annabelle would be executed...

“Oh is that what you were supposed to do Landon?” Annabelle suddenly spoke up, drawing Mr. Wolfe’s attention to her as she looked to Landon with a quite convincingly nervous expression on her features. “I’m so sorry sir! You see, I’m Landon’s step sister, and I just arrived here last night. I asked Landon to help me move in at the very last second. He was unusually resistant to helping me, and I had to badger him quite a bit to get him to stay and see me settled in. I didn’t know he was helping a teacher with a Slime...” Landon stared over at Annabelle, then looked back to Mr. Wolfe. He was committed to this story now...for ill or for better...

“I see, so you never actually saw the Slime Girl last night Landon?” Mr. Wolfe asked, turning back to Landon himself who couldn’t meet Mr. Wolfe’s gaze. Commit Landon!

“No sir, I’m so sorry I wasted the opportunity you gave me, I even completely forgot about the key to your office... It’s in my room now, I’ll return it to you as soon as possible!” His story was he wasn’t ever there last night...he had an “alibi” in the form of a step sister he’d been helping move in all night long...what did he know that he didn’t know... He didn’t know the Slime Girl was gone... “B-but if sh- err it isn’t executed yet, maybe I could try again tonight? T-that is...if you’re still willing?” Landon asked, looking back up at Mr. Wolfe, hoping that he saw the fear in Landon’s eyes as desperation...

“I’m sorry Landon,” Mr. Wolfe said after an agonizing time deliberating. “But the creature is going to be executed today, I just wanted to check in with your progress in studying it. Unfortunately I won’t be able to stave off the execution today. It is a dangerous creature after all and if it managed to escape it’s confines...well it could seriously harm some of the students. Don’t fret though, I’m sure you’ll have more opportunities in the future, especially if you train yourself well enough to go out into the Fields. Just drop my key off at the teacher’s longue, I’ll be there later today to get it. Thanks for your time, I won’t hold you up any longer...” Mr. Wolfe said, turning away with a contemplative look and focused gaze...but a gaze that was focused somewhere other than Landon, for which he allowed himself a sigh of relief. “Oh, one more thing.” Landon tensed right back up again as Mr. Wolfe turned around and stood straight in front of Annabelle, who looked up at her tall, chiseled captor and gave a very nervous smile. “Welcome to HERA Miss...”

“Annabelle. Annabelle Cross...”

“Miss Annabelle Cross. I hope you find your stay here enlightening.” Mr. Wolfe offered Annabelle a smile and a handshake, both of which Annabelle returned. Mr. Wolfe’s smile faded as he touched Annabelle’s hand, pulling it back and looking at it curiously.

“S-so sorry sir! It’s my first day here and I’m very nervous...sweaty palms is something that happens to me a lot...” Landon’s heart skipped a beat and he nearly jumped out of his skin when Mr. Wolfe chuckled.

“Well you two are definitely related. Keep each other safe, and remember Landon, you have someone to protect now. So put a bit more effort into your exercises okay?”

“Yes sir...” Landon said as Mr. Wolfe finally retreated, leaving both human and Monster Girl feeling drained from the encounter.

“So... Sex class?”

“Seduction, Engagement, and eXecution. We’ll be going over these three major components of sexual combat as review, in honor of a new transfer student we have joining us,” said Professor Lustelle, the SEX education teacher and central focus of every male’s feverish wet dream at HERA. Minerva Lustelle was the pinnacle of perfection, the most beautiful teacher in the school by far, and perhaps most beautiful woman in the school despite some incredible lookers among the student body. Landon had always considered Vanessa to be the most beautiful woman in his life, but Miss Lustelle made it hard to think about anyone else when she was in the room.

The gorgeous teacher seemed oblivious to the heavy male gaze following her every step as she paced back and forth in front of her blackboard, keeping close watch of her professional, and rare attire from a forgotten age. Each teacher had a uniform from the forgotten era, such as Mr. Wolfe’s camouflage uniform, or the Headmaster’s long black robes and flat topped hat. Miss Lustelle wore a short black pencil skirt that hugged her round, well toned hips snugly, revealing a creamy stretch of legs that lifted up and stepped down with precision, almost seeming to stab the ground with her black high heeled shoes as she walked, her backside swaying from the force of her gait making a sharp click each time her foot touched the stony floor. A lacey white blouse was buttoned up as well as it could be over her expansive bosom, revealing only a small portion of the heavy cleavage she possessed. Like an iceberg, her cleavage was an almost mythical thing to behold, with the majority of its mass hidden beneath a crisp white barrier, held back by only a few scant, straining buttons.

“Keep these words carefully memorized, as they are the key to winning any encounter with a Monster Girl you may find yourself unlucky enough to encounter alone.” Miss Lustelle’s gorgeous face turned toward her class, and the boys let out a collective smile, some sighing lightly as they looked upon her beauty. Full, red lips that could swallow a man’s soul, bright blue eyes that almost seemed to glitter like polished sapphire when she laughed or smiled, and the blondest blonde hair Landon had ever seen. She, of course, wore a strict expression, but it was rare for her to keep it outside of teaching hours. When finding the bombshell beauty outside of class, she always seemed to have a smile ready for each person who asked her a question. A very good thing, because it was incredibly intimidating trying to learn about sex combat from someone who looked that good...

“Why is she so hot?” Annabelle whispered from beside Landon, her eyes wide behind his spectacles. Of course, this was review, and Landon was a very good note-taker, this meant Annabelle was the one who got to wear the glasses during class...though they wouldn’t help her at all if she didn’t write anything down...did he want her writing things down? What was she planning to do with this information? “I’m seriously distracted...there’s no way that button can hold, right?”

“Monster Girls, depending upon their species, usually hold several advantages over humans when it come to physical or magical combat abilities. In general most of you will struggle against a Monster Girl of nearly any species when it comes to fighting. To compensate for this you should only hunt Monster Girls in groups, and if you find yourself in a one on one and escape is unlikely, remember that SEX is always an option.”

“It doesn’t always,” Landon whispered back, looking at the blurry outline of the sexual goddess that was his teacher. With Annabelle’s poison still affecting him he was getting a bit distracted himself just from her voice, strict, in a friendly teacher sort of way, but also very feminine. In the sort of making his cock twitch and shift in his pants kind of way. Who knew how distracted he’d be if he could actually see her... Annabelle did say that girls would look even better today than normal. Maybe it would be best if Annabelle were just too distracted to learn anything useful, he didn’t think she was bad, but he also didn’t want her learning human strategies and sharing it with other Monster Girls! “Sometimes it pops right out and she doesn’t even notice for the rest of the day...you can imagine not many students here are interested in telling her...”

“Mmmm...”

“Seduction. We all know exactly what a Monster Girl is after when it attacks a human. By using this to your advantage, playing the game means playing right into the Monster Girl’s hands, but it also gives you some advantages. For example, willing partners are much less likely to be disarmed than struggling prey. The name may imply that you are trying to convince a Monster Girl to have sex with you, but that’s going to happen regardless, instead you should think of ‘seduction’ as your attempt to convince the Monster Girl to have sex with you in a certain way. SEX is always going to be an extreme last resort, but Seduction is the most important part of any clash with a Monster Girl as it will frame the entire encounter.”

“You’re trying to get me distracted so I won’t take any notes, but I can ogle a hot girl AND pay attention to what she’s saying, unlike human men,” Annabelle said, giving Landon a wink and jotting some things down in the notebook he let her borrow. At least, he thought it was a wink, it was hard to see without his glasses after all.

“Engagement. After your seduction, you should hopefully put yourself in a position to take advantage of a Monster Girl. Taking on a more dominant role, missionary sex or doggy style for example, gives you more options than being forced into a role that could limit movement, such as allowing it to ride you in a seated position, or worst of all being bound or tied up. Here is the critical moment and everything you learn at this academy will be put to the test. How well you did setting up your Seduction will carry over to the Engagement. Sexual endurance and skill are heavy requirements for this stage, you need to do a good enough job that the Monster Girl is distracted, but not let yourself get too carried away and end up right where they want you.”

“This doesn’t seem so bad,” Annabelle whispered, “I like this class a lot actually. This whole SEX thing feels almost like a game. I’m guessing execution is where you execute your escape now that the Monster Girl is distracted?”

“Execution is where you take advantage of the distraction and kill your opponent,” Miss Lustelle’s voice cut through the class like a blade, Landon remained silent, knowing what was coming, but his heart still fell as Annabelle’s pencil stopped dead. She seemed frozen for a moment, unable to write anything. “Be as swift and merciless as you can. If you see an opening, don’t hesitate. Remember that these creatures won’t hesitate to kill you, and they’ll take their time about it. So be quick, and strike when its guard is down.”

Landon watched Annabelle closely, he didn’t know why he cared so much for how she felt about all this. He didn’t know why he felt bad suddenly for listening to a lecture that had happened many times over. This was the way of things, either you killed, or you were made into a food factory till you died. So why did Annabelle seem surprised to hear it put so starkly? She managed to write down a few words, but then she put her pencil down and slumped, staring at the words on the page. Landon’s glasses were starting to fall away from her face, slipping through her nose like like was made of jam. Landon reached over and gently adjusted his glasses back into position, causing her to look up at him. Staring at him as though he were some kind of puzzle she couldn’t figure out.

“Was this what you were trying to do to me last night?”

Landon gulped, and turned away, blushing a deep red. By all rights he should’ve been trying to do this, but he had panicked, he had been pleading for his life quite in truth. All book knowledge had left him the moment she had attacked.

“I suppose I can’t blame you, I would’ve—”

“No.” Landon said, much louder than he meant to.

“Mr. Cross?” Miss Lustelle said, suddenly turning to him. Landon’s eyes widened and he turned to his teacher...whose class he’d just interrupted. He blushed deeper. “Do you disagree with my assessment that the quickest death would be to magically attack the heart? I understand some students think beheading is best however some Monster Girls, such as the Dullahan as the obvious example, are quite—”

“N-no! Um, not that Miss Lustelle... I merely meant... Well, what if instead of k-killing the Monster Girl we just...knocked her out? I mean...” Landon squirmed a bit in his seat. Everyone was looking at him, but it was Annabelle’s eyes that seemed to matter most, as though she couldn’t believe what he was doing, and perhaps that she was skeptical about his motivations to this question. In truth he didn’t mean to speak up about it, but he had had such thoughts before. Killing Monster Girls always seemed...wrong to him. His teachers said it was because he humanized them by calling them a ‘her’ instead of an ‘it.’ “I mean...wouldn’t it be easier?”

“Landon...” Miss Lustelle was smiling at him, but not the type of smile a teacher gave to a brilliant student. It was the type of smile a mother gave to a naive and silly child. “I believe we’ve been over this before. Knocking her out would be very risky. I’m not saying it couldn’t be done, but these are monsters Landon. Intelligent monsters, for the most part. There’s no need to risk it waking up and telling its friends all about the human who attacked it...and what tactics they used to get it to lower its guard... Leaving an enemy alive means you have to take into account all the knowledge that enemy has gained, and expect them to use it against you in return.”

Landon sheepishly nodded his head, ignoring the way the other students laughed and rolled their eyes and shook their heads at him. Another day in the life of Landon Cross. Miss Lustelle even used “her” to refer to Monster Girls as a way to soften the blow for him, she really was too kind, but it didn’t help. The rest of the students turned away, but there was an air of pulling away from him now, of trying to distance themselves from the naive nerd sitting in the back. Except for one.

Annabelle leaned close to him and whispered in his ear. “Do you say things like that all the time?” she asked, her eyes looking all around the room. Miss Lustelle had gone back to teaching, the class was taking notes again, and everyone was trying very hard to not look in Landon’s direction. “No one seems surprised that you would say this. No one else seems to agree, but no one else thinks this was out of character for you. Do you really...” Annabelle stopped, seeming to catch herself before she said something incriminating.

“I wasn’t trying to do any of this stuff earlier...” Landon mumbled back, not quite able to look up at Annabelle. “But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have... I just got too flustered, and you took me off guard. I wasn’t thinking...but I still would’ve done it if I had to.” Landon figured it was best to tell the truth, to get it all out in the open. It wasn’t that he thought these lessons were wrong, he just thought it was...cruel, that they were being no better than the monsters themselves by killing without mercy. Now that he’d met Annabelle though...somehow something changed in his thinking. He had thought of Monster Girls like animals, and killing them was unfortunate, but sometimes neccessary for survival, but now...what did he think now? Was that really still true?

“Miss Cross?” Miss Lustelle had caught Annabelle leaning over to speak to him and the disguised Slime Girl snapped back to her chair.

“Oh um, yes, um. Hello! It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

“I believe you’re introduced yourself to the class already Miss Cross,” Miss Lustelle said with a small smile. It was true, Annabelle had marched up in front of the class at the start and introduced herself as Landon’s step sister come to learn at HERA... She also bowed so as to show off her abundant cleavage to the men of the classroom. “Did you have a question in regards to the lesson Miss Cross? If you need to copy notes...I’m sure it can wait until after class can it not?”

“Oh! Of course! Obviously! Definitely!” Annabelle said, looking quite ruffled. The students of the class didn’t seem to find this behavior as worthy of mocking as they had Landon’s, instead the boys of the class were staring at her lustfully, and the girls looked at her like she was being cute. Terribly unfair, but Landon did have to admit she looked quite cute as she stammered and adjusted his glasses back into position. They’d sunk into her nose again and her quick movement had made the temple tips lift into the air. “I just...” Annabelle bit her lip, adding another level of sexy and cute both at the same time! “Well I can’t help but wonder... Isn’t this whole SEX thing really really dangerous? Seems like it would get as many h- people captured as saved, right?”

Miss Lustelle frowned at Annabelle, well Landon couldn’t really see without his glasses, especially not from so far away, so maybe it was just a look of confusion. “As I said earlier Miss Cross, this method is only a desperate, last resort. When hunting Monster Girls the best method is to travel in groups and engage only a single target at a time. This method does work though I assure you, and don’t assume you’re any safer because you’re a woman. Some Monster Girls target women just as strongly as they target men...or stronger.”

Landon sat up straight a little straighter. Was that really true? He didn’t remember hearing about that from any of his other classes...though there were some books that theorized Monster Girls could subsist on eggs from women...but that method was obviously much less efficient and would be much messier. Landon really didn’t want to think about that anymore than that.

“Sorry! Sorry!” Annabelle said with a light laugh, brushing her bright green hair back and looking at Miss Lustelle a bit more intensely than Landon was truly comfortable with. Was she trying to compete with their teacher? Because she didn’t like the lesson? “Maybe I’m just stupid, but hunting Monster Girls in teams doesn’t seem like the best method to me either. A whole group of humans taking on one Monster Girl? Seems like a waste of energy and resources. Wouldn’t it be better to trap them? Capture them? Learn about them? Instead of just killing them left and right? I mean what you said before is true, any information that Monster Girl has is definitely gone when she dies, but that’s also true of all the information that can benefit us as well.”

Landon’s heart stopped in his chest, he couldn’t breathe. After only a single day, this was it, she was going to be outed as a Monster Girl infiltrator, and he was going to get expelled. It was all over. There’s no way that speech wasn’t suspicious! Instead, everyone smiled. The teacher, the students, even Annabelle herself gave a sheepish grin.

“Well, if there was any doubt that you were Landon’s sister I’m sure it’s gone now,” Miss Lustelle said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to one leg. Even blurry like this she was still so sexy... “I’ll tell you the same thing I tell him. Don’t humanize them. Don’t think of them in the same way you think of humans. They are far more dangerous than you can imagine, and the things they would do to you are beyond horrifying. If you never learn anything else from this class, learn that.”

It was verbatim the speech Miss Lustelle had given Landon well back in the beginning of the year. Landon felt relief pour over him, his entire body seemed to sag under the flood of it all rushing through his system. He knew that giving such an obvious physical sign of relief wasn’t going to help the deception, but it seemed like the idea of a Monster Girl having the intellectual capacity and even inclination to infiltrate the school was such an absurd idea, that people just never thought of it. That relief turned sour in his gut as he turned to look at Annabelle. Her face was turned down toward her desk, eyes hollow and unseeing. It looked like Miss Lustelle had physically struck her, and the empathy that Landon felt for her in this moment...he reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. She blinked, surprised by the sudden, and gentle contact, meeting his eyes as his hand slowly began to sink into the cool slime her shoulder was actually made of.

“I think... I won’t like this class as much as I thought I would,” she said sheepishly, giving him a weak grin. Landon thoughtfully decided not to tell her that he’d told her so, instead moving to adjust his glasses back into position on her face, as they’d slid down when she’d started sadly staring at her desk.

“Well, SEX Class was a bust...and a butt...and a pair of incredible legs,” Annabelle sang out as she and Landon entered the school’s cafeteria, her mood as resiliant as her body. Landon winced as a pair of nearby students giggled and tried, unsuccessfully, to hide smiles behind their hands. The cafeteria was where they were planning on solving this food problem Annabelle had...well it was where Landon planned on solving that problem, Annabelle seemed to be insistent that there was no problem, but that was because she saw every male around as a potential food source.

“You’re tempting fate by drawing so much attention to yourself...” Landon mumbled, though his heart wasn’t really in it. Annabelle had looked really sad when she’d sat in class taking notes, this cheerful attitude was probably her just really happy to be out of there, there was only so much talk of killing members of your own species a person could take before wishing for the bell to ring. “Also these are still mine!” Landon snatched his glasses off of her face, restoring the world to clarity, albeit with a new cool, wet sensation on his nose. Her slime was an aphrodisiac, so he didn’t want to get it in his mouth or eyes, but he needed to see...

“Ugh I hate not being able to see...” Annabelle bemoaned as Landon made his way toward the food stalls and started to pile up whatever foods he could get his hands on into a giant basket. Now that he could see the cafeteria around him, a large spacious area filled with stands of food sorted by category. Fruits, vegetables, and breads were laid out for students to take, every student was allotted 3 free meals a day, up to a certain cost. Anything over that cost would be added to the students’ tuition debt to be paid out after graduation. Today Landon was planning on going far over that debt, but it was either that or allow a monster free reign to hunt students for their sperm...and almost certainly get caught in the end.

“You’ve had poor vision your whole life, you should be used to it by now,” he said, grabbing 3 different vegetables and 5 different kinds of fruit. He was going to grab some meat as well, but that was cooked and needed to be served by the staff. Cooked food was more expensive than things like apples and bananas, but it seemed logical that Monster Girls would be able to eat meat. He wanted to get raw meat too, just in case, but obviously the school wasn’t going to sell that to students. He’d compromise by getting some raw fish instead. That was VERY expensive, and usually only existed for the rich kids who grew up in island cities or coastal towns, but if Monster Girls could only eat raw meat it was Landon’s only chance...

“I’m used to not being able to do anything about it... Now that I can it’s harder to accept it,” Annabelle pouted, gods she was pretty when she pouted... Ah! Stop that! Cursed aphrodisiac slime! Focus Landon... Let’s grab some sweet pastries too, just in case...

Landon made his way to the cafeteria’s checkout line and quickly cleaned off the slime from his glasses, and his face for good measure with a handkerchief. He was noticing that he was checking out the cute girls, and especially Miss Lustelle, much more often today than he normally did. Annabelle said that the girls would look better than usual to him because of how she poisoned his cock during the night, so he wasn’t too concerned about it but it could get distracting if he just let her slime stay on his skin. Luckily, not every girl at the school was a knockout and he was able to keep himself controlled. Luckier still today the student acting as quartermaster for purchasing food was male, some redhaired guy with an athletic build who Landon didn’t really recognize from any of his classes. Unfortunately, the student manning the register today was a heterosexual male, so he immediately smiled upon seeing Annabelle and gave her a wink, which she didn’t see at all. What kinds of winks and sly grins did Landon miss students giving her when she was the one wearing the glasses?! Not the time...

“Mmmm, looks like they have all kinds of snacks in here...” Annabelle whispered as they approached the register and the student’s physique became more apparent, or perhaps she was talking about virility through the man’s scent? Landon didn’t really want to think about it too hard...not right now anyway. Annabelle did have an incredible sense of smell, she could even tell which fruits had ripened too much before Landon put them in the basket, and it was one thing Landon really wanted to know more about. Later.

“Hey there,” the student said to Annabelle, predictably ignoring Landon completely. “Haven’t seen you around here before, and I have a very good memory when it comes to...faces.” The student’s eyes moved down to stare openly at Annabelle’s cleavage, which she helpfully pushed together for him as she feigned a shy, demure attitude.

“Oh is it that obvious? Yeah I’m really new, maybe you could show me around sometime? I could really use someone with a good memory...”

“That’s me,” the boy said, sounding a lot more excited and far less suave now that his plan seemed to be working. It was all Landon could do to suppress an eyeroll. How was he supposed to protect the students from Annabelle if they just threw themselves at her immediately upon meeting her? “I get off work today at 5, so I’d be happy to give you a bit of a tour then.”

“5 hmm...that’s right around dinner time.” Annabelle licked her lips.

“Oh? Is that an issue? We can do it later...”

“No. No, I don’t think that would be an issue at all.”

“Okay...” Landon stepped in, handing the student a list he’d made of all the different foods he was purchasing today along with their prices. He figured saving the student a few steps would save him a lot of time.

“We need the items on this list please, quickly because we do have classes to get to today...” Landon normally wasn’t so assertive, but something about this guy was really pricking him the wrong way... Maybe if his face wasn’t so well defined...

“Who are you?” the student asked, looking at Landon as though he’d just walked into a private conversation instead of being right in the middle of a very public one the entire time.

“Oh this is Landon,” Annabelle said, smiling and quickly latching herself onto Landon’s arm. The coolness of her body tingled distractingly, but Landon was too happy with the look of confusion on the student’s face to pull away for now. “He’s my step brother, helping me get adjusted to this place. I’m not used to being around so many...people.”

“Brother huh? That’s fantastic,” the boy said, his look of confusion quickly turning to a look of victory that Landon really, really didn’t like... “Well then Landon, my name is Jett, pleasure to meet you buddy,” Jett said, suddenly smiling at Landon and treating him like a long lost friend... Landon really didn’t like this guy...

“Jett is such a cool name!” Annabelle said unhelpfully, drawing Jett’s attention back to her, not that it ever really left...not completely anyway. “My name is Annabelle.”

“Wow, that’s a really pretty name. I like it a lot, your parents had great taste!” Jett fawned, and this time Landon couldn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes. If the guy only knew... “So, let’s take a look at this list...” Jett took the list from Landon, eyes regretfully pulling away from Annabelle and all the curves she managed to show off. Jett blinked in surprise. “Whoa that’s...quite the list. There’s a bit of everything here. Fish, meat, vegetables, fruit, pastries... You doing a science experiment on all the different foods Lando buddy?”

“Just Landon please...and no.”

“Actually it’s mostly for me...” Annabelle interjected with a blush. Wait could she fake blushes with her camouflage? That was so...devious! “I haven’t really had a lot of experience with different foods, I mostly just ate one thing before, so Landon wants to find me a new favorite dish. I keep telling him that it isn’t necessary but...well you know how big brothers are. He always thinks he knows best, even when he doesn’t.”

“Well you should listen to your brother on this, variety is the spice of life.” Wait, how did Jett suddenly get on Landon’s side in this? Sure the entire point of coming to the cafeteria was to try to find human food that Annabelle could eat that could replace human sperm, but getting her to agree was like pulling teeth, and by the look on Annabelle’s face even she didn’t expect Jett to suddenly disregard her desires and agree that she should try a bunch of food. Of course he didn’t have the whole story but... “I’m a bit of a chef myself, so food is one of the things that I know. Hey, maybe if you find something you like I could cook it for you sometime...” So that was his angle...he still just wanted to get into her pants, little did he know the task was far easier than he could possibly imagine.

“I think I’d like that... I bet there’s definitely something you could make for me that I’d really enjoy eating,” Annabelle said smiling innocently. Jett smiled back as he made notations of all the food Landon was buying and put in orders to the kitchen for whatever needed to be prepared.

“Since this is for a good cause, I gave you guys a little discount, no need to thank me, just trying to do my part to ensure your sister gets the full HERA experience!”

“Wow thanks Jett! I’m sure you’ll definitely help me get the full experience here.”

“Yeah...thanks,” Landon said, looking at the discounted- WHOA! Jett cut the price almost in half! Just how desperate was he to get laid? Honestly you didn’t need to go that far, heck Landon was trying his best to NOT get laid by her and even that wasn’t working! “Jett this is a big discount...you sure this is okay?” If Jett got in trouble it might put more scrutiny on him and Annabelle, specifically people asking why this girl needed such a massive amount of food in the first place.

“Don’t worry about it, yeah I’m only working in this position to help with my tuition debt, but I still have some authority when it comes to price. Specifically I can offer discounts for unique situations and to help out newer students. Since this qualifies as both I just combined the discounts together. If you really want to pay me back...well just let me take your sister on a little tour and we’ll call it even.” Was...was Landon being bribed? Bribed to allow a man to spend time with a Monster? What kind of nonsense was his life becoming?

“I think that’s totally fair! I’ll see you when you get off,” Annabelle said immediately, causing Jett to beam and Landon to grimace.

“Uh huh we’ll see, thank you Jett it was a pleasure, truly,” Landon said rapidly, grabbing the basket and meal ticket for his prepared purchases and pulling along Annabelle, who was still clinging to his arm by the way as though he wouldn’t notice her cool slime soaking into his shirt sleeve, to a private table near the back where he sat himself and Annabelle down.

“What are you doing?” Landon asked, voice hushed as he looked around to see if anyone might overhear them.

“What do you mean? I’m just blending in,” Annabelle said innocently, taking an apple and putting it in her mouth...the whole thing. It had to phase through her lips to fit.

“Great job... You know I’m not stupid though right? You’re planning on an evening meal and you’re going to HUNT A HUMAN BEING in order to get it. In a school that specializes, specifically, in KILLING monsters that hunt human beings!” he hissed, straining his voice a little to maintain the whisper while emphasizing how utterly reckless she was being.

“I’m hungry,” she hissed back, popping a carrot, a slice of bread, and an entire ear of corn in her mouth one after the other with bothering to even pretend to chew. “And you know I’M not stupid either right? He’d never know I was a Slime Girl...” Landon winced and looked around them rapidly. Annabelle rolled her eyes and tried some nuts next...she didn’t bother removing the shells. “He’d never know anything weird was going on. He’d just have the best sex of his entire life, maybe be a bit hornier than usual the rest of the night, and sleep it off remembering mostly fuzzy details about me maybe being a bit colder than normal. I’ve lived out in the wilderness for a long time, and that means I had to have lots of sex to survive that long. I know what I’m doing here, way more than you do. Besides, isn’t this good for you? If I have sex with other boys then that takes the pressure off of you to be my sole source of food. Unless...you’re jealous?” Annabelle’s eyes twinkled brilliantly, her smile grew wide and predatory and she picked up the banana as her next choice, wrapping moist, full lips around it and letting it slowly disappear inside her mouth bit by bit, till it disappeared completely behind closed, pursed lips. Landon had to swallow hard for a moment.

“I-I won’t let you hunt other humans...” he said, feeling much less confident than he sounded...and he didn’t sound terribly confident he had to admit.

“Other humans? So that means the only human I can hunt is you?” She said it so sweetly, almost as though she were innocent to its implications, but Landon knew so much better. His cock stirred to life in his pants and throbbed painfully as she took a pastry into her mouth and then began to sensually lick the cream off of her fingers.

“Y-you know what I mean...”

“Hehe, you’re so cute when you get all nervous. I like it when you’re strict too, but this...mmm something about it gets my predator instincts all...excited.”

“Hi there, you two had all this?” Landon jumped almost out of his chair. He hadn’t even noticed the cafeteria staff approach with the cooked food he’d ordered. Annabelle seemed completely composed, smiling up at the server, who smiled back and brushed his long dark hair out of his eyes.

“That’s us. Thank you so much. You can just leave it there, don’t worry, we’ll dig in really soon!” Annabelle said sweetly, her large bust pressing against the table so that all three men, there was so much food it took three people to carry it all, could stare and nod. At least the brief interruption helped Landon get his thoughts back in order. When the three men left he was far more composed than before.

“What I’m concerned about isn’t your...talent, it’s your restraint. Being out in the wilderness for all that time taught you to be unrestrained and relentless. I think that’s pretty evident given this morning.” Annabelle smirked, but chose to say nothing, placing the cooked meat in front of her and using some utensils to cut it and eat it in a surprisingly human-looking way. Landon glanced behind himself, and noticed that they were being watched. A lot of students, mostly male, were looking their way with undisguised lust. It was disconcerting to be looked at so intensely...even if no one was actually looking at him. How did Annabelle even notice? She didn’t have her glasses on...

“So what you’re saying is...I have to ignore all of this around us?” Annabelle asked, making a gesture toward the room. “Just act like a soft, innocent flower to be looked upon but never touched, and slowly starve myself to death inside these walls? Or at least to the point of insanity where I just lash out desperately at anyone who comes near. Trust me, you haven’t seen me unrestrained and relentless yet...but you will if this keeps up, because if it hasn’t been ‘evident’ yet. This food is doing nothing for me. It just dissolves into nothing inside my body. I’d show you but...well we have quite the audience don’t we?”

“You see them?” Landon asked, glancing around again at the men staring at Annabelle.

“I can smell their lust from here.” Landon REALLY wanted to do some tests on Annabelle’s sense of smell... “So. What’s it gonna be Landon? I promise I’ll have him back in bed, safe and sound, before curfew. Then I’ll be back in your bed and we can soothe away any lingering jealousy you might feel...”

Landon squeezed his eyes shut and picked out some food for himself. She obviously was putting the food away so quickly to show off just how little this huge feast meant to her. It made sense...if Monster Girls could get sustenance from things other than human sperm then they wouldn’t be in such a starved, feral state out in the wild. Plus, Annabelle was clearly still very hungry, almost killing Landon last night would’ve helped a lot, but if he were a starving man one feast was likely not enough to put him back to full health right away...

“One orgasm per person...” he mumbled, giving in.

“Just one? He’s so well fed and exercised though. He can take at least 4...”

“4!? 4 almost killed me!” Landon said agog, raising his voice a little too high and snapping his mouth shut as he remembered people were nearby.

“Well, and don’t take this the wrong way, I think that guy can handle a lot more than you can...” Annabelle giggled.

“What? Just cause he looks kinda muscular...”

“Does he? That’s a nice bonus... You have the glasses remember? I can’t see at all. The only reason I’m not running into walls or anything is because I have you near me to act as a reference. I’m starting to get really used to your scent actually. It’s nice having something become familiar. 3 though, if you’re so nervous.”

“You have all these guys drooling over you, surely one is plenty...”

“3 per person, and I’ll let you do whatever tests you want on my sense of smell.” That wasn’t fair...she was going after his weak spot...but that sense of smell...surely it was the most interesting thing about her. Aside from...well the obvious.

“You’re getting to know me a bit too well... This was your plan all along wasn’t it?”

“Maaaaybe. It’s okay Landon, tonight I’ll make sure that you don’t feel any jealousy at all.”

“I just don’t want you to get caught... If you do, and you end up...” Landon stopped himself from saying more. Was he really upset about the possibility of a Monster Girl dying? Sure he’d always thought of them as people, and couldn’t really stomach the idea of killing one, but Monster Girls dying was also just a matter of course here. Something he never really picked up on until today during Miss Lustelle’s class. If Annabelle were to die...he’d be really sad, and it was even more tragic that such a thought surprised him.

“Yeah? Is that the only reason you don’t want me to be caught?” Annabelle asked teasingly, leaning toward him as he failed to eat his food, her large bust completely on display. Landon seemed not to notice as he looked into her eyes, then slowly took his glasses off and placed them on her nose. They started sinking down into her slime almost immediately.

“It’s definitely the biggest one...” he said seriously. Annabelle blinked, then gave a really deep smile and picked his fork up, cutting up his portion of fish and feeding it to him.

“Looks like you don’t have anything to be jealous of after all.” Now it was Landon’s turn to blink, what did she mean by that?