《A Normal Day... | Monster Girls X Male Reader》3. A Slimy Situation
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You were awoken by the same thing as every morning, Kat and Luci arguing. Ever since Kat moved in 2 months ago, they have not gotten along one bit, usually either attempting to one up each other in gaining your attention or just small measly comments etc. It was driving you up the fucking wall. Dangling your feet over the side of the bed you proceed to get changed into your running gear.
Luci: "WELL AT LEAST I DON'T THROW UP HAIRBALLS!"
Kat: "Really? Is that all your mutt brain can muster?"
You throw open your bedroom door and make the descent towards the bottom floor. The girls must of heard you as they stopped their argument.
(Y/N): "Ugh, morning girls"
Rubbing the crust out of your eyes, it wasn't hard to tell you were tired.
Kat: "Morning master~"
This comment alone garnered a low growl from Luci. It seems they're still feuding, even with you around, even if it wasn't evident. What did you do to deserve this? Heaven knows you must of committed the worst type of sin the past life.
Luci: "Are you okay (Y/N)? You seem out of it lately"
(Y/N): "Just peachy... I'm going for a run, don't burn the house down whilst I'm out"
And with that, you left.
You were sat at your desk in your workshop. It was a fishy large room, the walls decorated with the various characters from your show. You were tasked to introduce a new character into the fold, but it seemed the lack of rest and constant bickering was taking its toll.
(Y/N): "Hmph... Maybe... This? No, that won't do either"
You proceeded to throw another piece of paper onto an already gargantuan mound that littered the bin in the corner.
The vibrating sensation in your pocket pulls you from your trance. Who is it now? I'm trying to work. The light of the phone submerging your weary eyes, you saw it was from Smith.
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Great, another monster into the mix, what could possibly go wrong?
What in the fuck was that?!
Quickly launching your chair across the room you take off, full sprint towards the source of the noise. Oh god, it sounded like Kat, has Luci done something to her?
Well, it wasn't as bad as you made out. Rounding the corner you see the new guest Smith was talking about.
Monic: "Hey master, I'm Monic, your new maid"
Kat/Luci: "
Monic swiftly backhands the two across the room, causing them to crash into the wall, forming a jumbled mess on the floor.
Monic: "Only master has the right to talk to me. From now on I'll tend to your every need."
You couldn't help but think she put emphasis on the every part. Okay, this got weird real fast.
Y/N: "I'm glad to have you Monic, now if you'll excuse, I have to get back to work. This house doesn't pay for itself"
You throw your new maid a quick, genuine smile before trudging off back to your studio. Man, what a mess. You just hope Monic keeps those two in tow from now on, her help will be greatly appreciated. A maid, good thinking Smith, although you couldn't help but feel, strange around her. Pushing this thought to the back of your mind, you continue working.
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You were slumped up against your desk, asleep. The mountain of paper gracing the bin had grown considerably in the past couple of hours. You were pulled from your slumber by the faint sound of someone knocking on the studio door. Slowly rubbing your eyes and yawning, you tell them to enter. The door swings open to reveal Monic. You now got a good look at her. She was attractive, and gave of this weird vibe, but you couldn't place your finger on it.
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Monic: "Master!? Are you okay?"
(Y/N): "I'm fine Monic, I just haven't been sleeping properly recently. The girls have constantly been at each others throats, day in day out and it's mentally and physically draining me. I don't have the drive to do anything, fuck, I can't even do my job"
Monic felt a wave of anger wash over her. How dare they make master feel like this. Those selfish, no good, stupid bi-
(Y/N): "Did you need something Monic?"
Monic: "I just wanted to tell you that I've done all the chores."
(Y/N): "Thank you, you're a massive help and I appreciate it, more than you realise"
These words hit Monic hard, creating an even bigger impact than you intended. The thing with Shoggoth's are that they're loyal to their masters, any form of recognition and compliment is immense to them. The other thing about Shoggoths are that they intend to do everything for their masters, everything. And when they help their masters with, for example a massage, they use their most sensitive areas, essentially giving them an orgasm, although you didn't know this.
Monic: "You seem tense, would you like a massage, Master?"
(Y/N): "It'd be greatly appreciated. These last months I've woken up to negative emotions and it's starting to effect me mentally. They don't think about anything but themselves and it irks me"
Monic proceeds to give you a massage. On the outside, she was her normal, quiet self. On the inside, she was bursting with pleasure, to the point of insanity. This is all she ever wanted, to share this experience with her master. After she'd finished she excused herself.
Monic: "I'll take my leave now master. If you wish anything of my, please do ask"
(Y/N): "Wait. Would you like to be in my cartoon? You've given me inspiration for a new character I'm writing"
Monic: "R-really?!"
(Y/N): "Yeah, you've helped me so much in one day than the others have in months, it's the least I can do"
Monic: "If it's no trouble to you"
A small smile graced her blue/purple face.
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