Chatper 1: A New World
After his graduation, Y/n goes for a hike to his favorite tree in the forest but when he wakes up he finds himself in a new realm populated by humanoid animals. He is not sure what to make of this new world but unknown to him, he has been brought for a very special reason.
Warning: Nudity, Sexual theme, Lemons
(The Picture Above is NOT my Artwork)
Highschool Gym
(Y/n POV)
I was in the gymnasium with everyone else in the grade waiting for the end of our graduation ceremony. "Congratulations to the graduation class of this year," The principal spoke. "But before we end this ceremony I have a few words to say." The principal cleared his throat. "This is but one step on your journey, and who knows where that journey will take you," The principal continued. "There are many branches in this journey, you may go the college, university, or head straight to the workforce. But, no matter where you go or how you get there just make sure you enjoy the journey."
The principal tapped his papers on the podium. "And with that, I bring this ceremony to an end," The principal finished. The sound of clapping and cheers filled the gym. And with that my high school life came to a close.
An hour or so after I met up with my best friend Mat at our favorite meeting place, Sunset Cafe. "So, what are your plans for the summer?" Mat asked me. "I don't know," I replied. "I usually work at my uncle's farm but since he had to sell it after his heart attack I just don't know." Mat took a drink of his milkshake. "I mean I was ready to drop out of high school to keep the farm going," I continued. "But he said, "It's just a small dairy farm, go out and show big-time farms how farming is done."
"You could start up your own farm," Mat spoke. I just shook my head. "It costs a lot to start a farm, and it is not just equipment but the land is hard to come by," I replied. "Maybe I'll just take some time and clear my head, all this thinking is spinning me around in circles." Matt nodded. The two of us spent the next two hours talking about random stuff that happened during the school year. Mat looked at his watch.
"Oh, is that the time," He spoke. "I need to get going." Mat started getting out of his seat. "Got to get ready for that big trip you've been talking about for the last month?" I asked as we headed to the counter to pay. "Yes!" Mat beamed. "We're leaving the morning of overmorrow." "Overmorrow?" I questioned as I paid. "Overmorrow, it means the day after tomorrow," Mat answered. "You do have a habit of using old words," I spoke. We exited the cafe waved goodbye and I headed home.
My house was half an hour's walk from the cafe. It was a large house, 3 stories, and a 2 car garage. I unlock the front door and walk inside. "I'm home," I spoke only to receive silence. My parents are never home always working or taking trips without me as all the places they like to go don't allow children. I've gotten used to coming home to an empty house.
I placed my wallet and phone on the island in the kitchen. It was only a quarter past 5 too early to get to bed. "Maybe I'll watch a marathon of my favorite show or something," I muttered to myself. I went to the living room turned on the tv and selected the 'Watch it now' streaming app. As the app loaded the dark screen showed all the dust that had settled on the tv. "Guess I haven't cleaned in a while," I spoke. "Maybe I'll clean tomorrow."
After an hour I started getting hungry, I went back to the kitchen and grab a tv dinner out of the freezer in the fridge and popped it into the microwave. Once it was ready I headed back to the living room and settled in for the evening. Many episodes later it was now half past 10 and I was having trouble keeping my eye open. "Ahhh," I groaned as I got up. "Time for bed." I put my tv dinner tray in the sink and headed to bed.
The next morning I got up around 6, my usual wake-up time. I headed downstairs and went to make some breakfast. Nothing crazy just eggs and toast. After the thing was done I headed back to the living room and turn on the news. There wasn't interesting on the news, but I always like how they start it with 'Good morning, afternoon, or evening' but then tell you why it's not.
After breakfast, it was time to clean. Since I was right there I started with the dishes. After that, I got started dusting. I wasn't planning on going crazy with it just swiping, dusting, some mopping, and straightening up. The worst part was the bathrooms, luckily I only use two of the five in this giant house. One by one I checked off my tasks until I was done.
"Finally all done," I groan as I flop onto the couch. I look at the clock, it read 4:17. "Damn, that took a while," I remark. This massive house was painful on normal days let a long cleaning by yourself. "This big house of emptiness," I sighed. "I need to get out of this house." I put the cleaning stuff away and headed to get my hiking gear.
I started pulling out my gear and packing it in my backpack.
The first thing I grab is my survival kit.
Followed by my tent.
Then my tactical shovel and axe.
Then my camera.
The flashlight was next.
I grabbed my knife next and attached its holster to my left leg.
The last thing I grabbed was my gun, a Beretta-92FS. I checked the gun over, made sure the safety was on, and loaded it. I then tied the holster on my right leg and holstered the gun.
I grabbed an extra mag and placed it in the holster and with that, I was ready to go. This was I bit overkill but uncle always said, 'It's better to have it and not need it than to need it and not have it.' I grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys, checked all the doors to make sure they were locked, and headed off to the forest.
The forest north of the city was a great hiking spot with many trails and camping areas. But my favorite spot wasn't any trail or one of the camping spots. It was deeper into the forest well off a trail and far from anyone. I don't think anyone even knows about it as no one has ever said anything about it.
After an hour of walking, I got to the spot and I turn off the trial. I looked around to make sure no one saw me leave the trail and headed in. After 30 minutes or so I reached my destination. It was a clearing with lots of flowers and one tree smack in the middle of it. 'Lone tree' I like to call it.
I walked up to the tree removed my backpack, sat down, and leaned against it. Out here there was no city noise, no people, no empty house, just silence, and peace. I liked to come here and think now and then but today I just wanted to get away from everything. I got myself comfortable leaning on the tree and started listening to the sounds of the forest. Tired from cleaning the house I quickly fell asleep.
As I slept I had a very weird dream. I felt weightless, just floating in a black void with small glowing white orbs floating around me. I awoke with a startle. "Oh," I groan as I rub my eyes. "That was a weird dream." I looked up at the sky, it was twilight. "Ah, guess I better head home," I spoke as I grab my backpack. "Better get to the trail before it gets too dark."
I headed back the way I came moving around the brash. After 30 minutes I still haven't found the trail. "I should be there by now," I mumbled. 10 more minutes of walking and still nothing. But I could see a clearing coming up. "Finally," I exclaim. "It took much longer to find... the trail... then... holy cow."
It wasn't the trail I found. I was standing at the edge of a cliff and looking down at nothing. It looked like the sky was below me, not only that but there were floating islands in the distance. "Ok, what is going on here?" I exclaim. Worry and a bit of panic filled my mind. I headed back to the tree but never found it. "This isn't happing, this isn't happing," I trembled.
Now I was starting to panic I could usually find my way out of the forest, but by the floating islands, I'm not in the same forest. I was now getting dark. I was pulling out my flashlight from my backpack when I heard a branch snap. I turned and looked in the direction of the sound. There was a silhouette of something, something human size, with two yellow eyes. It let out a hissing growl as it moved toward me.
"What the-," Was all I could say before tripping on something and rounding down a hill. As I round the hill I slammed my right arm into a tree causing a sharp pain to go through my arm. I continued to roll until I finally got my feet underneath me. Unfortunately, when I tried stopping myself I stepped on a rock awkwardly and rolled my ankle.
I rolled a couple more times before coming to a rest at the bottom of the hill. "Oww, god damn it," I groaned in pain. Sharp pains from both my arm and ankle flood my body. Suddenly dirt and small rocks came down the hill. I look up and see the creature moving down the hill toward me. I still had my flashlight in my left hand and grabbed my gun with my right hand. Pain shot through my right arm as I did.
In one motion I pulled out my gun and pointed at the creature, turned on my flashlight, and yelled. "STOP!" The creature did stop beside a tree and with my flashlight, I could see it. But what was standing there was something I would never expect.
(Not my Artwork)
Standing there beside the tree was a giant humanoid lizard, with two arms, two legs, a tail, and... two breasts. I lowered my gun slightly. "What are you?" I asked. She... ah it, partly hidden behind the tree, and hissed. "Are you going to eat me?" I asked. Judging by the expression on her face and the tilting of her head she was puzzled by my question. Funny enough the tilting of the head looked kind of cute.
After a second or two she shook her head left and right. "Guessing no then," I spoke. I put the gun back into its holster. I sit up. "Ow," I cringed in pain. The lizard slowly moved toward me and kneeled beside me. I pulled up and pant leg and pushed down my sock to look at my ankle, it was already swelling up. "I'm not going very far with my ankle like this," I spoke.
She looked at my ankle and hissed. She then hovered her hands over it. A symbol on the back of her hand started glowing and then her palms began to glow as well. A tingling feeling came over my ankle and the pain more or less melted away. As she did this I couldn't help but find my eye wandering over her body. She was wearing a... loincloth bikini, just covering what she need it to.
Her skin was a green colour, with light green on her belly and chest, dark green strips on her tail, yellow eyes. "She has the body of a goddess," I thought. "Most women would kill for a body like that." The glow from her hands faded. I rolled my foot around, it was still a little tender but a hundred times better than before. "Um, could, could you do the same with my arm?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. Hovering her hands over my arm her palms started glowing again and the tingling feeling returned as well.
Once done she backed up a little as I moved my arm. "Thank you very much," I spoke. She tilted her head, smiled, and hissed. I got up and she followed suit. "Um, I'm guessing you can't speak right?" I inquired. She shook her head. "But you can understand me," I spoke. She nodded. "Ok, um, so I'm sorry for earlier, I'm just not sure where I am, and to be honest I've never met someone like you before," I spoke. She looked both confused and surprised by this.
"If you wouldn't mind could you help me out of this forest?" I asked. She seems happy at my request. She grab my hand with both of her and held it up and hissed. She let go of my hand and started walking. I check to make sure I still had everything and followed her. As we walked through the forest in the dark I was wondering how she could see with no light source. I was having trouble with my flashlight, trying to see what I was stepping on or looking for branches to avoid.
But she moved through the forest effortlessly. After 40 minutes or so we finally came to a path. "Finally we're out," I expressed. "I never thought we'd get out of there." She giggled at this, she giggled? She then grab my hand and started pulling me down the path. Soon a building and a road came into view. She pulled me into the building.
Inside there were some other creatures like her. She continued to lean me to a row of double lockers. She let go of my hand and then open one of the lockers pulling out some clothes and a purse. She pointed at the floor. "Stay here?" I questioned. She nodded and headed to a doorway and went in. As I waited I looked around. It made me think of rest stops on the side of highways. Half of the building was just one big room was chairs. The other half was split in half again with one side having 3 levels of doorways, I'm guessing small rooms to stay in, and the other half looked like a small restaurant and where 'she' walked in looked like washrooms, I think.
After a couple of minutes 'she' came back out. However, she was now wearing a plain white t-shirt, a pair of jeans that stopped just below her knees, and blue sneakers. While what she was wearing now covered more skin, the skin-tight shirt and pants still didn't leave must to the imagination, especially since her nipples were poking out of her shirt.
She grab my hand again and pulled me to a row of machines sitting along the far wall. They looked like ATMs, the two of us appeared one of them. "Welcome to Skyride transit, where would you like to go this evening?" The machine spoke in a feminine voice. "Transit?" I mumbled. The lizard started pushing some buttons below the screen.
"Destination: Cera City Airport, is this correct?" The machine asked. The lizard pushed the 'correct' key. "How many are traveling today?" The machine asked. The lizard pushed two. "Please insert card," Asked the machine. The lizard pulled out a small wallet from her purse and inserted it into a slot in the machine. "Thank you, your tickets will be printed momentarily, please have them ready when boarding begins," The machine spoke.
Soon two tickets came out of another slot on the machine, similar to an arcade machine. The lizard grab them ripped the two of them apart and handed me one. It was a large ticket, 4 inches by 2 inches. It read, 'Departiser from: West Hamlet Forest, Destination: Cera City Airport, Departiser at: 8:00 pm, Estimated arrive time: 8:50."
I look up at a clock on the wall, 7:45 pm it read. The lizard grabbed my hand and pull me to some seats nearby. We sat down and she start going through her purse. Soon she pulled out a notepad and quickly started writing. She handed me the notepad, she had written quite a bit. "Hello, my name is Sandra Gowon. You said you've never seen someone like me before, and I've never seen someone like you before. May I ask what species you are? Where are you from? What were you doing so far in the forest?"
"Um, ok, let's see, where to start," I spoke. "Well, my name is Y/n L/n, I have no idea how I got in that forest, I'm from Highshore City, and I'm a human." When I said human her eyes widened and she got right in my face. She took the notepad from me and started writing again. After just a few seconds she turned the notepad around and wrote on it, "REALLY!!" in all capital letters. "Yes, really," I spoke slightly irritated.
A big smile came across her face. She seem ecstatic over the fact I was a human. She started writing once more. "Wow, I thought humans went extinct or disappeared a long time ago," It read. "So you do know of us but how?" I questioned. "I've only seen something like you in movies and drawings." She wrote something down. "We have found many items made by humans over the rotations. Much of it has helped us make our society and way of living."
"Really?" I questioned. "You guys just found these things from my species laying around or something." "It is believed that Marrai, our Goddess, has held onto these items from when humans were around and are giving them to us little by little to help us develop." She wrote it down. "Well, I can tell you we ain't from here," I spoke. "We have our world and I'm guessing your Goddess has been taking items from our world and sending them here."
I paused at a realization of something, Sandra noticed this. "Do you think your Goddess, Marrai, brought me here?" I asked. Sandra tilted her head slightly and placed her thumb on her chin, thinking about my question. She then wrote on the notepad. "Most likely," She wrote. "well then," I spoke. "I wonder if it was intentional or by accident." "Airbus 312 now boarding, destinations: West Ilse, Krystal Waterfall, and Cera City," An announcement rang through the building.
"I'm guessing that's us?" I asked. Sandra nodded and took my hand again leaning me to the boarding around. A small group of anthro creatures was already waiting in line. One by one we gave our tickets to an anthro cat and headed onboard. As we did I could see this Airbus through the windows. It wasn't overly big maybe 200, 250 feet long, 4 stories tall, but I couldn't tell how wide from where I was. It had a nice smooth oval shape, wider at the back and thinner at the front, with two rows of windows on the side, most likely two decks of seats for passengers. On top, there was an elevated section with windows rounding three-quarters of it, maybe an observation deck for passengers, or maybe that's where the pilots are. Overall the shape made me think of an egg.
On the side, I could see there were two proper engines, one at each corner. The bottom half was half of a sphere with two sets of propers on top and they were attached by a large wing to a circle outlet on the main frame of the Airship. "Well, this is going to be interesting," I mumbled. Once inside we were greeted by one of the Flight attendants. This one was a female anthro dog, but what surprised me the most was how revealing her uniform was. It was a navy blue colour with silver trim, sleeveless, showing off most of her cleavage, and stopping halfway down her torso leaving her belly visual while wearing a matching mini skirt and short heels.
Sandra pulled me into the main seating area on the ship. Inside there were three columns of seats separated by two isles, in each column there were 10 or 12 rows of seats with 5 seats in a row. There were already anthros sitting down here and there on this deck. Sandra pulled me over to an unoccupied corner. Once boarding was complete an announcement came over the loudspeaker. "This is your Captain speaking, we are taking off shortly, all passengers please take your seats and remain seated until we reach our cruising altitude, thank you, and enjoy the flight."
Soon the engines roared to life, I felt my weight increase slightly as we took off. Once we were off I thought I might as well ask Sandra about this place. "Hey Sandra," I started. "Do you mind if I ask you some questions?" Sandra shook her head. "Ok, um, what do you call yourself," I started. "I mean your species because you all have different characterizes, do you all call yourselves the same thing or is it different for each one."
Sandra began to write something down and then handed me the notepad. "Both," It read. "Overall we refer to ourselves as Marrains, named after our Goddess, but we also have names for our species. My species is called, Li'ar, named after Lizdarnon, the species my species evolved from." "interesting," Was all I could say.
Over the flight to Cera, we asked each other questions about our world and species. "Attention," The pilot spoke over the loudspeaker. "We'll be landing in Cera City Airport in Ten minutes, all passengers wishing to disembark please be ready." Sandra and I got ready as asked. Once the Airbus landed we disembark, and once we got through the trial and entered the city I was amazed at how similar it looked to my city.
Sandra pulled me over to what looked like a bus stop. We stood there and waited. "Hey, see that guy over there?" I heard a Marrain say. "Ya, what about him?" Another one spoke. "I've never seen a Marrain like him," The first one spoke. "He has no fur, scales, and his skin doesn't like leathery." "Hmm, your right," Mubbled the second one. "I wonder what species he is." This went on until the bus showed up. Once again it was very similar to buses back home.
After a 30-minute ride, Sandra and I got off the bus in a suburban area. Once again the suburban looks just like one from my world. Sandra pulled me along passing a couple of houses before she turn down a walkway to one of them.
It was a nice little house. Sandra pull a key out of her purse and unlocked the front door.
The interior was very nice, with a modern look. The living room was to our imminent right, it had a white couch with a matching armchair and a glass coffee table in the center of the room. The kitchen was nice and open with a 'U' countertop. "This is a lovely place you have here," I spoke. Sandra smiled and hissed. I happen to notice her tail wagging. "Hmm, does she ever get her tail stuck in a doorway?" I thought to myself.
Sandra placed her bag and purse and a dresser along the wall. I put my backpack behind the couch. Sandra walked to the kitchen, and I followed. Once there she started rubbishing around in one of the cabinets under the countertop. Soon she brought out a box written on the box was, MM-2000.
Sandra opened the box and removed a machine. The machine was only about the size of a toaster. She then pulled out some thin hoses, a lid, and glass cups. Last she reached back into the cabinet and pulled out a jug, placing it on the counter. She began attaching the hoses to the machine, then attaching the cups to the other end of the hoses. The more so put these things together the more it reminded me of a device we had back on the farm.
"Umm," I muttered. "What are you doing?" Sandra just placed the lid on the jug and looked at me. She then grabbed the glass cups and placed them over her breasts where her nipples are. My face went red. "You're going to milk yourself?" I quaked. Sandra just nodded. "This machine doesn't look big enough to be a milker. I look up to see Sandra crossing her arms, and beginning to remove her shirt. As she did her breasts pull up with the shirt revealing more and more of her underboob until only her nipples holding her breasts up. Quickly her nipples could no longer hold the weight and slipped out allowing her breasts to fall and bounce back into place.
(Not my Artwork)
Her nipples were dark green like the stripes on her tail making them stand out against her light green belly. I wanted to look away, but couldn't. The first pair of breasts I've seen in person and they're on an anthropomorphic lizard... and they are gorgeous. I felt my face heat and go red, as well as, felt another part of my body reacting. "Wow," I mutter. Sandra heard this looked away and blushed. "She's blushing too?" I thought to myself.
Sandra plugged the machine in and turned it on. The machine started running for a whole two seconds before a spark shot out and smoke started rolling out of it. Sandra panicked and went to touch the machine. I grabbed her wrist and stopped her, this surprised her. I reached over and pulled out the plug from the wall. "When a device short circles like that sometimes it becomes electrified," I stated letting go of her wrist. "So the best course of action is to unplug it from the outlet."
Smoke stopped coming out of the machine and everything settled down. However, Sandra looked down at the milker sad now that she can't milk herself. Sandra looked down at her breasts, lifting them with her hands. I was running the situation in my head. I could understand how uncomfortable it can be not being milked, in both senses of the term. As growing up on a farm cows would get uncomfortable if they weren't milked on time and I have my own problem like that.
"Ah," I sighed. "Sandra, if you don't mind I could milk you if you'll like?" Sandra looked surprised at my subjection. "If you're ok with it," I added. Sandra looked away and blushed and after a couple of seconds, she looked at me from the corner of her eye and nodded. "Ok," I spoke and walked around the counter. "Do you have a funnel and a rack?" Sandra nodded and grabbed both of those items.
(Milking session)
I unlatched the lid from the jug and placed the funnel in it. I then walked to the sink and wet the rack with warm water. "First I'm going to wash them alright?" I proclaim. Sandra nodded. I took a deep breath and place my free hand under her breast lifting it slightly. "They're so soft... and a bit heavy too," I thought to myself. I started washing her nipple, areola, and surrounding area. Sandra blushed heavily from this but I think she was enjoying it.
By the size of her breasts, she must be H or I cup. Once finished I put the rack on the counter. "Ok Sandra," I started. "Stand over the funnel, please. Sandra did as I asked. I stood behind her and matched her stance as best I could, her tail was in the way. Once I was more or less spooning her I reached around and firmly grabbed her breasts.
I started to squeeze them and push my hands forwards. Looking over her shoulder I could see milk starting to flow. Sandra started breathing heavily, it was properly a little overwhelming having her breasts hand milked. I kept a slow pace alternating breasts, squeezing the left then the right, and then the left again, and so on.
However, soon Sandra started to become heavier and heavier. The pleasure of being milked was making her legs weak. She was now slouching and it was becoming more difficult to milk her. I thrust my waist forward pushing her up against the counter, Sandra hissed as I did this. Now holding her up I continued to milk her. She looked like she was bearly holding herself together, she was hissing every time I squeezed her breasts.
Now my legs were getting tired from holding the weight of two, so I increased my pace slightly. Milk began to slow down and I thought we were almost done. Sandra suddenly started to squirm and then without notice she throw her head back hitting my left shoulder with some force, her back arched, her whole body tensed up, a large amount of milk squirted out of her nipples, and she let out a loud hissing roar.
After a couple of seconds, Sandra's body went limp causing me to hold her entire weight. With a few more squeezes and no milk coming out, I was satisfied that there was no more milk. Sandra still had her head on my shoulder, turning to catch her breath. I looked at her. "Are you ok?" I asked. Sandra looked at me and our eyes met.
(End of Milking session)
Sandra raised her left hand and placed it on my right cheek. Before I could do anything she pushed herself up and kissed me. My eyes opened wide in shock at this. After a couple of seconds, Sandra's body went limp again and she passed out. I held her up with her head on my chest.
I picked her up, one arm under her arms and the other hooked under her knees. Here I got a real sense of how much she weighs. I carried her over to the couch in the living room, luckily it wasn't a far trip. I placed her down with her head on a throw pillow. There was a blanket over the top of the couch so I used it to cover her. I headed back to the kitchen and looked at the jug.
I looked at the scale on the side of the jug. The milk line was just above the twenty-four-and-a-half liter mark. "Wow," I muttered. "That's a lot more than I thought it would be." I removed the funnel, grabbed a lid from the cabinet, and used it to seal the jug. Lastly, I placed the jug in the fridge so it would not spoil.
I looked at the broken milking machine on the counter, then at Sandra in the living room, and just thought of what has all transpired over today and thought to myself. "This is going to be quite the adventure."