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A/N Start:

This story contains extreme and sexual themes. Viewer discretion is advised.

If the following themes are unsettling for you, I advise you to leave the page:

- Monster Sex

- Vore

- Size difference

- Domination

- Violence

A/N End

Raunchiness was apparently the prime method for developing my relationship with monsters. Our bond wasn't perfect but since being subjected to Nargacuga's sexual invasiveness, he had grown closer to me.

I guess I was close too, unexpectedly. Within a day, I had struggled to convey basic emotions to him that helped guide us through confusion and potential misunderstandings. Now, our trust in one another had heightened. Violence was not my forte, and Nargacuga seemed more inclined to choose non-violent paths now that I was involved in his life.

I imagined if there was any scenario where Nargacuga was presented with two paths with uncertain outcomes, he would have easily chosen violence, so long as it assured his safety. Was I unintentionally domesticating him? Had his glimpse into my less dangerous life and pacifistic urges piqued his interest in bonding with not just me, but potentially other humans?

Nargacuga was not asleep, seemingly in deep thought himself. Though looking in my direction, his focus seemed geared toward something completely mental, my shifting figure only receiving a fraction of his attention as I moved to the rise and fall of his breathing.

As I studied his face, my hopes and wavering beliefs had become prospects. I could feel trust, but it was pitted solely on me. Other human presences were tolerated, should I harbor no dangerously provoking feelings toward others.

If I had felt a pang of anger or violent intent for Elder Einzel or Xander, would my emotions be instrumental to their murders through Nargacuga? As far as Nargacuga was concerned, any form of bad equaled dangerous.

'Dangerous' in the wild could easily be solved with death.

Like a motor, Nargacuga's throat rumbled gently. His head leaned into me, muzzle turned down, and inhaling my scent. It was a cute gesture, which I found amusing.

Ah yes, cute.

These were my feelings for him as he rubbed against me, then laid his head on the ground and scooted his paw closer. A monster I once would piss myself being this close to now made my heart skip, my cheeks tingle, and my hand reach out to pet him.

"...I can't believe it's only been a day," I said coolly. Nargacuga lifted his head, staring at me as I leaned against his paw. Nargacuga seemed very compelled to listen to me whenever I expressed myself. It reminded me of a toddler that would reach out and mess with anything it could touch if it meant understanding the world better.

"You live out here in the wild and are faced with danger far more than I am. I imagine without this stone, you would have killed me and the others, thinking it was to protect your territory." As I rambled, I stared at the stone closely, imagining some sort of magic energy was swirling in it and questioning why the blight had given me such unique abilities.

As my vision focused, I saw Nargacuga peeking from behind my arm, his interest in my words deep.

"I'm sure there are things more bountiful and easier to hunt than humans that would solve your hunger. As far as I'm concerned, you had been acting in self-defense. Ever since you were able to understand...me, things have changed." I sighed, resting my head atop his paw and staring upward. My arm dropped on top of my belly.

"You even understand speech now, I think." I rubbed my eyes and sighed again.

"Xander will probably help us understand this much better, which is great, I'm just not looking forward to any trials and tribulations that await us." Nargacuga snorted at my words. His paw nudged me upward, forcing me upright and revealing our faces were now close.

His eyes were very beautiful: yellow, powerful, surrounded by a pool of red that accentuated his irises. I used to portray beautiful toward monsters as a way of gauging one's amazing strength; something to be praised and respectful of, yet serve as a cautious reminder of treading too close.

Now it was the opposite. I wanted to be closer, feeling his fur and enjoying these intimate moments. I'd grow excited as his curiosity led him to one of many actions I would hope for.

It'll be worth it.

That's what his closeness said to me. Slowly, he licked my chest and then nuzzled the side of my body. I pushed against his face, feeling his breath and beak as my hand caressed his furry underside. Nargacuga purred, pushing me into his paw, and then hovering above me.

I must look small in his paw, and I could tell he was thinking something along those lines. His gaze seemed... content? It was as if every detail of my body was being soaked in, praised. A tinge of playfulness danced about in his eyes that for now, he withheld.

Big monster tongue. It was a new favorite of mine.

Big monsters in general...

Now that I had experienced revelational sensations between us, I could only conjecture what future experiences would yield. I now had preconceptions toward how these types of interactions could unfold, which surely could serve as information to monsters and influence their behavior upon meeting me.

If a monster knew it could feel human pleasure by ravaging my body, would every monster want to fuck me?

My thoughts must have been somewhat interpretable, for Nargacuga snorted again. I flinched as what felt like a powerful sneeze pelted my body, making our close moment a little icky. A recurring weirdness that had birthed within me enjoyed the new sensation. I had a feeling this new dirty side of me would lead me into a messy world of exploring dangerous, weird kinks.

Was it wrong of me to think of such things when monsters would inevitably try to pleasure me, should they realize they could feel my pleasures upon understanding what turned me on?

What the hell DOES turn me on?

That was a loaded question I had been asking myself a lot lately. Based on my fun with Nargacuga, I couldn't help but imagine what more we could do together.

What could other monsters do to me?

Lick. Nargacuga cleaned his wetness off of me, emotions of his seeping into me from his tongue as it pressed somewhat roughly into my body.

"Other monsters?"

My eyes widened. What sounded like my voice rang in my head, though it wasn't the sort of mental banter I usually conducted. Nargacuga was somewhat alarmed, and I realized it was because of one of my thoughts.

"Other... monsters." I vocalized. He grunted and poked my belly with his muzzle, drawing back and eyeing me down.

"Holy shit." It was him. He had conveyed that message into my head. Nargacuga wasn't one to celebrate this by speaking further, however. He licked me again roughly, asserting a possessiveness I had never before witnessed.

My cheeks tinged red. I had not expected him to pick up on something I wasn't attempting to directly convey to him. The power of the kinship stone was more than I expected this early. It seemed zoning out while thinking rendered me an open book.

And Nargacuga did not like what I was thinking.

"I was..." I licked my lips, feeling called out. "I'm just thinking ahead!"

_"I will not share you." _My mouth opened and I glared at his furrowed look.

"I am not a thing to be shared!" Nargacuga growled and I lost my bravado, flinching as his teeth were exposed and saliva was flung onto my cheek.

_"That's not what I meant!" _The mental voice in my head was evolving, becoming more beastly, as if complimenting my interpretation of Nargacuga. It was now lower and grizzly.

_"I do not trust other monsters." _He snarled and my hands shakily rose toward his teeth. Somehow, I felt safe petting him, the thought that 'my pain was his' assuring me I could make an effort to console him, though all I did was place my hand on one of Nargacuga's most dangerous features.

"I understand, I-I was just-" Nargacuga licked me, my open mouth catching the taste of his salty tongue. What I heard took me a few seconds to interpret, but I realized that Nargacuga whimpered.

He was worried about my safety, and jealous.

_"I like you." _It was such a simple statement, but my heart exploded as the once-angry voice became sad. Puppy dog eyes were the last thing I expected to see, yet were now subjected to.

_"I don't want to lose this." _The possessiveness I had initially taken harshly was now taken with understanding. I almost wanted to cry as a few thoughts chastised me.

I'm sure this is the safest and happiest Nargacuga has ever felt. 'Sharing' this with another monster was his fear of losing me completely, which I did not mean to imply.

I officially grew teary-eyed, feeling like a piece of shit. My concerns, somewhat fantasies, had sent Nargacuga into an explosion of worries. The only thing I could think to do was plant a kiss right on his teeth, slowly and quietly.

Immediately, the chatter in my head died down and the forest even seemed to grow silent. His snarl faded, and my lips were now met with his. They were large and seemed to suck mine in as he imitated the human gesture. I could feel his fondness for this gesture grow quickly.

I parted our kiss, wiping saliva from my cheek. That felt so damn good, I wanted to bury my face into his muzzle or follow up with a kiss to his beak and see Nargacuga's reaction.

"I'm not leaving you." I blinked, a tear breaking free from my eyelid and rolling downward. "I'm just anticipating some of those trials and tribulations I mentioned." My cheeks tinted red and I followed up, "I also was thinking of ways monsters could pleasure me."

Nargacuga was silent and didn't seem to have any arguments against my thoughts. I could tell he wanted me to kiss him again.

I chortled and decided I would plant a kiss on his beak. He pushed into my face and I gasped, falling onto his paw and laughing out loud. It was a mixture of desire and playfulness, a nice breather from all of the deeply intimate vices.

"But seriously," I started, looking away from him and at his paw, my head rolling to the side.

"Other monsters will learn that my pleasure can be felt by them, just like you. It's not something I can help, and... I'm sorry about that." I felt ashamed admitting it, but I knew deep down that any monster tongue that grazed me with the intent of arousing me would succeed.

"If my sexual desires can be read as easily as you've proven, I'm just thinking about how other monsters will want in on this. Of course, such a thing won't happen as quickly. I mean, think of how we first met each other. It took a bit for us to be able to communicate this deeply. I don't understand how this ability works, and if I'll have to start from square one each time I meet a new monster." Nargacuga absorbed each word, knowing I had more to say and waiting.

"That's the thing too," I rubbed up and down one of his digits, feeling the claw that had once attacked me. "If you were able to get along with me, to not be violent so long as you understood I meant no harm, other monsters will probably feel the same." I could tell he didn't like the word 'probably', and decided to top things off nicely.

"Plus, whatever ways a different monster pleasures me, I'm sure you'll feel whatever I'm feeling." The fantasies I once had about other monsters now flowed through Nargacuga's head. I could tell he was thinking about our past moments, and what new ones would produce, should another monster be involved.

_"They won't do as good as I will." _He said after a few seconds of silence. Using his other paw, he turned my head with a single claw so that I'd look at him.

_"I can fuck you better than those other monsters." _My eyes felt like they could pop out my face upon hearing that. When the hell had this become a competition?

"Well..." Whatever dignity I had left was screaming at me to at least show it.

"It's... not all about fucking me?" I hadn't meant for that to be posed as a question, however, I was a horny bastard. Nargacuga somewhat chortled, then purred courteously.

_"Of course not, but I know what you want. I love it when you're happy." _The sultriness underlying his polite statement made my whole body start beating.

Fuck me!

Fuck me!

Fuck me!

This time, I saw Nargacuga's cock becoming erect, in response to my arousal. His purring grew louder as his eyes closed, savoring each second of my deciphered arousal.

_"These other monsters don't know you as I do... I'll have to help them, but I may not want to." _His admittance at the end did not go unheard, but I currently could not conjure a reply.

Nargacuga began licking his privates. I had been so used to transmitting my feelings to him, that I was not expecting to feel the sensation of his tongue, as he licked himself, against my cock.

Of course, it works both ways.

I groaned, hands gripping his paw. He loosened his digits and lifted the one supporting me so that I'd fall under it. This allowed him to pin my upper body between two of his meaty fingers, leaving me helpless as I watched him lick himself.

Being able to feel what he felt made me wonder how his cleaning practices didn't make him cum from his tongue. However, such a thing was natural to him, yet this sensation was driving me crazy.

And he knew it.

Each lick, he watched as I squirmed joyously, thrusting against him and trying to move against the invisible tongue that felt like it was tending to me.

Anything my brain wanted throughout this, Nargacuga was quick to comply. He somehow knew that I'd want to be pinned. He realized that I was turned on by his analytical gaze, which took note of my reactions and immediately utilized newfound knowledge. Some things I wanted, I was too euphoric to even realize, but Nargacuga was calm, calculated, and savoring every second of this.

My cock felt like it was getting more attention than possible, and it was because Nargacuga's dick was huge. There was more surface area his tongue covered, more for it to clean and for me to feel. It would flatten against his shaft, then slowly wrap around it as he applied force and lapped away.

He became hungrier and hungrier, feeling my approaching climax, and with amazing flexibility, took his cock fully into his mouth.

It was a statement, a hot one at that. His eyes had never left mine and as I climaxed, he stared victoriously.

_"I know you well." _His voice growled in my head. He licked his chops and swallowed his semen, then lingered above me proudly.

Using recently gained knowledge, he planted a human-like kiss on my body after releasing me from his grasp. I moaned as his lips covered me, firing off some final shots of sperm that piqued his hunger.

He released the kiss, a stream of saliva, perhaps semen, hitting my face, to which I licked and confirmed it was just saliva. My cum had coated my belly once again, and Nargacuga licked it off.

_"That is intoxicating." _He said, referring to my semen and licking his chops. I blushed, wondering what he had meant.

_"Your essence is divine." _It was weird of him to refer to it as essence. He looked at me with an incurable hunger. It was clear he would never grow tired of that taste, though was fixed for now with what I gave.

"What do you mean essence?" I breathed out, shivering when he licked the side of his muzzle.

_"Your semen. It's more than that, and I can't describe it, yet." _He pondered, implying he would need more to provide a better answer. My head hit the ground. I was tired, having been Nargacuga's plaything twice today. This kinship stone, surgically put in my arm and cured of black blight-something I thought only monsters could possess- was certainly producing interesting results.

I wasn't complaining.