All Chapters of Home for Horny Monsters: A monster girl Harem Fantasy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"There. All better." Naia kissed him on the neck, sending chills down his spine. "Now go unclog my fountain. The sooner you do that, the sooner I can see the stars again.""Fair enough. Thank you, Naia." Mike stood, tossing his bloodied clothes in a hamper by the bed. Cracking open his bags, he found a pair of athletic shorts and a clean shirt to wear. Walking down the stairs, he pondered the situation that had developed. Cecilia, the crazy bitch on his front porch, had nearly killed him for touching her swing. How many others like her were there? Was he going to get killed by something that was using a room as its lair?He stared at the furniture, covered in white sheets. The house had been cleaned numerous times, and as far as he knew, no problems had ever been reported. Something to ask Beth. He found himself looking at the fireplace in the sitting room, some stray thought crossing his mind. Before he could focus on it, he heard the creak of the swing out front, the immediate memor

"Oh." Mike wasn't sure what to say, but he was immediately struck at how firm the breast beneath his hand was. It was slightly bigger than his hand, and as he dragged his thumb across the top, he felt a pair of nipples, stacked vertically. He gave it a squeeze, releasing Tink's arms. She immediately grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head, pulling him close."Tink want you to fight harder," she hissed, pulling him in. Clawed hands dragged down her back, just hard enough to remind Mike that they were there. They found the waist band of his shorts, shoving them down. Mike grabbed her breasts tightly now, and Tink's clawed hand found Mike's cock. "Fight even harder. Make goblin wife."Mike wrapped his hand in her hair, looping it across his knuckles so that he could yank it backward. He pulled her face in, suddenly entranced by the exotic curl of her lips, something he only saw now that her fangs weren't bared at him. Tink was working his shaft with both tiny hands, dragging her

Naia nodded. "Goblins are a weird bunch. Trust me, you would have had no reason to make a wife of any normal goblin." Naia's nose crinkled. "Tink, you stink.""Tink hungry too," the goblin announced, holding her stomach. "Just finish big sleep.""What's the big sleep?" Mike asked."Between owners, the house has a way of hiding its denizens. I stay conscious the whole time, but the fear was that if a long enough period of time passed, some of the monsters would lose their shit and wander out into the world, lonely and looking for company. So they sleep, but I'm guessing that they are starting to wake up now that you are here." Naia flipped her wet hair out of the way. "Tink, can I talk to Mike for a minute?"Tink nodded. "I put away tools." She quickly gathered the cleaning supplies and vanished into the garage."You fucked her, didn't you?" Naia asked. Mike gulped. This was the fallout he was expecting."If I didn't, she thought she had to leave. I couldn't do that to her." Mike expla

"Oh god," Mike moaned, the water gripping him even tighter. He grunted, pulling his dick out and then pushing it back in, trying to get his balls to touch her green flesh with every push."You need to pay it forward, little sister," Naia informed Tink. Grabbing onto Tink's horns, Naia pulled Tink's head between her legs. Tink greedily lapped at Naia's bald folds, Naia's body hovering above the water's surface. "Yes, that's a good little goblin.""That doesn't seem like little sister behavior," Mike muttered."Nymphs don't follow conventional family rules," Naia replied, sighing in pleasure."Ngggh," Tink added, stopping frequently as the water fingers penetrated her. Mike shuddered, the sensation of the fingers traveling through the thin wall between Tink's pussy and ass setting him over the edge. He was certain Naia was working magic on Tink, because the goblin was letting out tiny shrieks every few seconds now, her body tensing up and relaxing."Nobody cums until Mike bottoms out,"

Or what? That was a question for Beth, obviously. What was to keep him from doing whatever he wanted to the house? Some of the items on list were simple enough, and he didn't see any harm in letting Tink work on them."Hey Tink." Tink, her mouth full of pizza rolls, tilted her head at him. "This thing right here. I'm planning to take care of that."Tink nodded her head, swallowing pizza rolls. "You do good job, or Tink be mad.""Yeah." He didn't need any more people mad at him. "Do we have the supplies for this?""Tink show you." The goblin led him out to the garage, where he once again navigated the maze of boxes."Are these books yours?" he asked."No. Tink read sometime, but not these. These belong to-" Tink stopped walking, her eyes going blank. "That strange. Tink forget.""Not that strange," Mike muttered. Tink led him down to her dwelling beneath the garage. Mike tilted his head to fit, listening carefully as Tink described her organization system. She opened various drawers an