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You wake up out of your bed not feeling like garbage for once in your sleep-deprived life. Having Loka sleep with you helped you a lot. At first, you felt really uncomfortable with her lulling you to sleep. But in the end, you needed it. The first thing you realized when you woke up was that the cuddle monster was not sleeping with you. Then, the second thing you noticed this morning gave you an unsettling feeling in your gut, you smelt smoke in your house. You bolt out of your bed with the gym shorts you slept in and open your bedroom door, finding your house is filled with thick black smoke. Oh crap! Did she burn and ditch your house? You look up to the smoke detector in your hallway to see why it didn’t go off, you find that it has been completely ripped off of the wall and smashed into pieces on the floor. “Loka! What the hell is going on?!” You’re fuming with rage right now.

“Joe, it’s nothing to worry about. I ummmm… Just cooking you breakfast...” She says with nervousness from the smoke-filled kitchen.

You run over to your kitchen to see another smoke detector smashed on the floor. Your grinding your teeth in aggravation over this. Once you make it to the kitchen, you see Loka standing on one of your chairs, attempting to put out the fire that is blazing out of the cooking pan with her own hands. How has she not erupt in flames yet? She looks back at you in horror once she notices you in the kitchen. “Joe!” She pleads to you. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I got this! I GOT THIS! Please let me fix this!”

You reach under your kitchen counter and open the cabinet to retrieve your fire extinguisher. Pulling out the pin, you aim your extinguisher at the flaming pan that Loka is stupidly trying to put out with her own hands and spray out the fire retardant. The fire retardant extinguishes the fire and covers the monster in white foam. You grab the hot pan off of the stove top and throw it in the sink with the water running on it. Then, you run over to the kitchen window, open it and then run over to the living room to open up those windows as well since your kitchen is connected to your living room. After you opened up enough windows for ventilation, you walk back into the kitchen and confront the foam covered monster with the most inhospitable look of disapproval and anger on your face. You stand over her with your arms crossed and with a hostile scowl looking down at her with displeasure. She looks really upset about all of this.

"Let me see your hands, lady!" You blurt out sternly.

Tears well up in her eyes and she shows you the palms of her hands. “Sniff. Don't hit me, Joe. I just wanted to make you some breakfast as a... Sniff... As a... Sniff... As a thank you.” She falls to the floor and brings her legs into her chest to cry in a fetal position. Okay, now you feel bad. But her attempt to thank you could have burned your house down. You lean down and move her so she is sitting on the floor and has her back leaning against one of your kitchen cabinets. You move her hair away from her eyes and hold her.

“Shhh.” You whisper to her. “Calm down. Calm down. I’m not gonna hurt yah. Let me see your hands." She shows you her hands again and you examine them for burns. Her fur and the palms of her hands looked fine. She was swatting at the fire with her own hands, how does she not have burns? "Your hands, they don't have burns on them. And... And your fur is not even scorched at all."

"I'm... Sniff... Fireproof, doc. I... Sniff... Can't be burned." She moans.

"Shh. Look, I was just angry you broke my fire alarms and smoked up the house. Shhh.” You rub her back to comfort her. “I'm just glad the fire didn't burn yah. If you wanted to make me something, you could have woke me up and I would have gladly helped you with your cooking.” You reassure her.

She rubs the tears out of her eyes but ends up getting the flame retardant in them instead, which makes her cry even more. You pick her up and walk her to your bathroom. “Let's get you washed up. You got a lot of foam and ash in your fur. And I also want to wash out your eyes. I don’t want that extinguisher foam to make you go blind.” You open up the bathroom, put the toilet seat down and have her sit down on it. After you seat her, you open up the bathroom closet to get her a face towel and soak some water into it through the sink. Once it is damp enough, you wipe the ash and foam off of her face. “Close your eyes for me.” She closes her eyes and you wipe away any gunk that may have come in contact with her eyes. You put your right arm around her and grab her left hand to lift her up again. “Come on, I want to bring you to the sink to properly clean out your eyes.” As you are moving her closer to the sink, you realize you can’t angle her head right in the sink to wash her eyes out properly. Her horns and head get in the way to much to get a good angle. So, you turn her towards your bathtub and run water through the shower head. You get the water to a nice warm temperature and try to lean her under the shower head.

“I don’t want to get my shirt all wet!” She whines.

“Hey, work with me here. I don’t want those chemicals messing up your eyes.”

“Let me take off my shirt then.”

“Nope, not happening.” You panic. You absolutely do not want to see her exposed. She is not wearing a bra. And you know that because of Walter’s examination from earlier. “Why do you care if your shirt is wet or not? You are already covered in foam, grease and ash.”

“I don’t like my shirt feeling all soggy and wet. It feels really uncomfortable with all of my fluff.” She tries to take it off and you force the shirt back on her. “What’s the big deal, Doc. I thought you see this kind of thing from your patients all the time?” She yells out at you with annoyance.

“Again, I’m not that kind of doctor. I’m a sleep doctor! Keep your shirt on.”

“No, Joe! It’s all nasty and dirty. I don’t want to wear it if it’s wet too.” She pulls off her shirt despite your hesitation. She has her bare chest exposed to you. Her breasts are small and her nipples can be seen as well. “God, doc. were all adults here. Calm down.” You gently grab her by her face and bring her eyes under the shower head. “Keep your eyes open for me please. We have to wash em out.” You remind her. As you’re keeping her eyes under the water, she keeps on closing them and you have to keep reminding her to keep them open. To make her more comfortable as well, you put your left arm around her back and hold her by her left shoulder as you rinse her eyes out. After a few minutes of having her eyes washed out by the running water, you turn off the water. Loka’s head and upper body are soaking wet. She looks miserable. You fetch her a towel from your bathroom closet and hand it to her. She takes it and just stands there in total demoralization. This is making you feel sad now.

“How about this, I’ll wash your clothing for you and I’ll run you a warm bath. Just hop in and wash yourself up with the soap and shampoo over there while I cook us some food. Does that sound good to you?” You offer to her.

“Yeah, that sounds like a plan.” She says downheartedly.

You turn the water on and have the bathwater running. “Do you want me to fill up the water or do you just want to take a shower?”

“Fill up the water for me, please.”

You push the plug down on the tub to allow the warm water to fill up and then get up to leave the bathroom. “Loka, once I’m outside of the bathroom give me your clo-”

“Here’s my clothes, doc.” She interrupts you with her clothes being offered to you in her hands, displaying her fully nudity right in front of you. You cover your face to be modest and take the clothes right out of her hands. You’re blushing and you turn yourself to face the door. “You could have just given me the clothes once I was out of the bathroom.” You remark as you leave and close the bathroom door behind you. You knock three times on the door and remind her to turn the water off after she is done.

After being indecently exposed by Loka’s nudity, you head to your laundry room, throw her clothes in the washer machine and start it up to begin the wash cycle. You head back to your room to check on your phone. It’s almost two o’clock in the afternoon. Jane and Walter have left you a bunch of text messages. You look at Jane’s messages first since she is your assistant after all. She texted you about your patient from last night, Stevie. From what his mom said about him, he got a very good amount of sleep from our “observation” despite having all of the electrodes glued to his face, but his mom got annoyed that we weren’t at the house when she woke up. Jane made an excuse to her saying that we had to deal with another patient who was having breathing problems from a recalled sleep medication or something like that. She bought the lie and has scheduled another session with us. You tell Jane that you want her to go there on her own the next time so you can watch over Loka. Jane was annoyed at first, but you reminded her that she has to observe Stevie’s real monster while you’re busy with Loka. She felt import after you told her that and she gloated to you in text messages about how she is going to make history documenting your patient’s monster.

Next, you took a look at Walter’s messages. He said he managed to interest Hans in Loka. Despite Walter not liking Hans, he managed to swallow his pride and get him on board. Apparently, the biologist took pictures and recorded the monster earlier this morning when you were in your office getting files. He showed them to Hans and sarcastically mentioned the teleportation technology that the monster got to our world here by and the physicist immediately wanted to see her for himself. The physicist wants to see her as soon as possible and says he’ll make time for this whenever. You go through your phone to look for Hans’ number and text him that you want to meet him with Loka and your associates in his lab at the university at five today. Hans texts back in secs and accepts the time. You follow this by texting Jane and Walter the time you all plan on meeting him.

Once you get that all out of the way, you take a quick knock at the bathroom door. “Loka, are you doing okay in there?”

“Joe, uhhh… Could help me with something in here? Pretty please.”

“Sure, let me come in.” You come in to see the monster’s body submerged completely under the bubbly water, with her head being the only thing sticking out from the surface of the foamy water. She has her eyes closed and looks pretty content in her warm bubble bath. Her eyes open once she sensed that you’ve walked into the room. she emerges from the foamy water to expose you to her small breasts again. You hold your hand in front of your face out of modesty again, The monster giggles at your modesty.

“Joe, can you look at me. I want to ask you something?” She asks coyly.

“You can ask me without me needing to stare.” You respond as you continue to block your view from her indecency.

“Okay, doc. Fine.” She covers her breasts with her hands and arms. “I covered myself for your virgin eyes. Can you look at me now? I still want to ask you a favor.”

You put your hand down and give her eye to eye contact. “What do you need?”

“Can you help me scrub my back with your shampoo. I usually have a brush on a stick to scrub my back with, but since I am trapped in your world for the foreseeable future, I’m gonna need some help cleaning up my back here. Can you lather my back and help wash out my fluff for me?” She asks with a glimmer in her eyes.

Your cheeks turn red with embarrassment from her request. “How about you just let the soapy water clean out your back this time instead of me. I’ll buy you a brush at some point so you can properly clean your back later. Umm… Okay?”

She leans out of the tub with her hands together, begging for you to scrub her back. “Please, doc. Please. Can you scrub my back for me.” Her eyes plead to you.

“I got to cook us some food though...”

“Please, pretty, pretty please, doctor Joe.”

This is all making you feel very funny. You shouldn’t be feeling like this for an alien monster you just met and knocked out this morning. This feels wrong, but your heart says this feels right. Why do you feel enamored with this girl of all of the girls you have ever met? And why is she coming on to you this hard? She did say she was a virgin when she was kicking Walter in the car before. Does she feel like she has to have anyone at this point because she doesn’t think she’ll be able to get back home again? If so, are you willing to even make that kind of relationship with her? As you’re pondering in deep thought about all of this, you sheepishly say sure and she gleefully hands you the shampoo, turning her back to you so you can apply the foamy cleanser. You squeeze out a big glob of shampoo into your hand and apply it on her back and rub it in with both hands. She breaths out loudly as you scrub the shampoo into her green fur.

“Ah, that’s nice. Can you get my shoulders too, Doc?” You lather her shoulders with some more shampoo and move your scrubbing to her shoulders. She takes a deep breath and exhales. She is enjoying this too much. Her left hands stops covering her left bosom and reaches down into the water. A lewd moan comes out of her mouth soon afterwards. She’s probably pleasuring herself from all of this. What is wrong with you right now? Why are you feeding into this? This isn’t a good idea you tell yourself. But, again. Something else in you wants this.

“Mmm… Joe, can you get my. Ah. My lower, lower back for me?” She lifts her ass out of the water with her tail all the way up revealing her sphincter and her slit to you. “Pretty, please?” She moans out to you.

She’s not even the same species as you! Get out now! Your conscious yells out to you. “Nope! I got to cook the food!” You make a quick escape from the bathroom, making sure you shut the door hard behind you as you run out. As you retreat into the kitchen, you’re left thinking about what you got yourself into with keeping her here. Your conscious is telling you that it is unethical to be fraternizing sexually with a newly discovered alien race and if you were to pursue a relationship like that, it could taint your career. You bang your head hard and tell yourself to get a grip. She’s not human and you shouldn’t have that kind of attraction to her. Then again, why does she have these feelings towards you? Does she not like other monsters or something? Wait! Did she get to your world to find a human lay? No. No… No way… Did she? You’re not sure. But, it might not be that far fetched either.

Clearing your mind, you dispel all lewd thoughts of the monster as you prepare her and yourself some eggs and bacon. After a few minutes of cooking, you hear her walking into the kitchen with towels covering her body and head. She sniffs the air and you hear a sigh of bliss from her as she inhales the smell of the bacon. “Um, are my clothes ready?” She asks shyly.

You keep your eyes on the food fearing she is going to pull a quick flash of her nudity on you again. “It should be done washing by now, but I still have to put the clothing in the dryer though. Um… Just dry yourself in the guest room and I’ll give you my bathrobe in a little bit. Okay.”

“But, you’re taller than me, doc. Won’t it be too big on me?”

“I’ll make it fit. Don’t worry. Just dry yourself while I finish up here. I’ll make sure to put your clothing in the dryer once I’m done here.”

She walks to the guest room once you tell her this. But right before she walks too far away from you she turns to face you. “Do you have a hairdryer anywhere?”

“Yeah, it’s in the bathroom closet. You can keep it in the guest room for yourself if you want.”

“Thanks.” She walks to the bathroom to acquire the hairdryer and then walks to her guest room.

A few minutes later, you finish cooking and set everything up on the table. Once you get the table all ready, you run to your laundry room to throw her clothing into the dryer and get it going. You walk back to your room to get your bathrobe. With the bathrobe in hand, you walk over to the guest room and knock on the door.

“Hey, I got the bathrobe for you. Open up and get it.”

Fast-paced footsteps can be heard from the other side of the door as she rushes over. She opens the door fully nude again with an ecstatic look on her face. Your free hand covers your eyes to stop you from gawking. “Can you put it on for me, Doc.” She says excitedly.

You throw the bathrobe at her and shut the door on the monster. Nope, you are having none of this seduction nonsense. She needs to know your boundaries. “I think you can put it on yourself, little lady.” You tell her sternly through the door.

A grumpy moan can be heard from the other side. She’s not happy with what you just did there. You did reject her advances after all. Loka opens up the door with your bathing robe’s hem going all the way down to her feet and the sleeves of your robe being too long. You can’t even see her hands. She has noodle sleeves for arms now. She looks annoyed by how big it is on her. “I look dumb in this thing!”

“Well, I think it’s pretty funny honestly.” You laugh out.

Loka gets all flustered with your teasing. “You’re a meanie!”

“Aw, don’t take it to hard. Here let me help you with your sleeves.” You reach out for her sleeves and fold them up so her hands can stick out of them. “There, is that better.”

“I guess so.” She grumbles

You walk back to the kitchen and wave her over to follow you. She and you take your seats on the table. She sees the bacon and eggs you made for her and goes to town on them. Like before, she scarfs it down voraciously and devours it in seconds. The monster sees the orange juice you poured for her and takes a cautious sip. Her eyes lite up from the delicious juices and chugs it down greedily. After all of her gorging, she lets out a loud satisfied burp. “That was tasty, Joe.” Damn, you haven’t even finished eating the piece of bacon that you just started to chew on. You finish the piece of bacon in your hand within a few bites.

“Can I asked you a question?”

“Yes, I can answer one of the many questions that you and your friends keep asking me. Shoot, what do you want to know.” She leans into the table to ready herself with your question.

“Ah… Did you really come here to just scare a kid? Or was it for something else? Or maybe someone else? Ah...” That someone else you’re asserting is a human boyfriend. You’re at a point here that you think she came here in hopes to score a human for a boyfriend.

“What do you mean by someone else? Are you assuming something about me?!” She points her finger at you in response to your assertion.

“Uh, yeah I am. Maybe if I mmmmmmm OHHHH!… Moan a little in a bubble bath, you’ll get a good idea of what I am talking about.” You moan some more in imitation of her.

The monster’s face reddens from embarrassment. “Ummm… But… Joe, that’s what all monsters, uh, do with each other… Where ah… Very flirtatious bunch of people...” She lies.

“Sure, sure. I’ll make sure that goes into my documentation.” You say with a heavy amount of sarcasm. “I’m just gonna cut to the chase and ask the question. Did you come to our world to find a human boyfriend?”

She starts laughing hard to your question. “Wait, seriously? You think I came here for a boyfriend?”

“Well, you have been pretty eager to show me your boobs and junk all day, so how can I not assume that?” You nervously eat a little bit more of your food after asking saying that.

“I’ll be honest with you, doc. I do really like you. And I mean that a lot. I never met a caring guy like you before. But before I met you, I actually thought coming in contact with a human would kill me. But ever since you gave me that antidote to human toxins, I can be with you and your friends without dying. And I never thought I would have such a great time with humans, especially you.” She blows you a kiss and you rub your eyes in response to her flirtation.

You take a deep breath and exhale. “You know that medicine,” You sign with quotation marks. “Was a placebo.”

She looks confused with what you just said. “A placebo? What’s that?”

“It means it wasn’t real medicine. It was candy. Breath mints to be exact.”

“Wait!” She says with panic. “You didn’t cure me.” She starts to hyperventilate and squirm in her seat. You get out of your seat and hold her by her shoulders. She’s fighting against you now. “Get away, please!” She cries out.

“Calm down, Loka. This is all in your head. If human toxins were going to kill you, they would have already done so. Just take a deep breath and relax. Shhh. Calm down for me, lady.” You tell her comfortingly. You massage her shoulders and she loosens up in your grip. She melts under your massage and calmly breaths in and out.

“So, you think I’ll be fine then, doc?”

“Yeah, I think you're fine. You’ll be surprised what the mind can do to our own bodies if it believes it’s in real danger. Even if it’s imagined danger.”

She just takes your shoulder rubbing in and relaxes in your grasps. She looks up to you with her eyes glimmering in the light. “I… I think I’m in love with you.” She tells you bluntly.

In response, you stop needing her shoulders, walk back to your seat to groan in your hands. You then look her sternly in the eyes. “Look Loka, this isn’t appropriate. We’re not even the same species. How do you think that kind of relationship can even work between us?”

“There are all different types of monsters that become couples in my world. Scaly and harry monsters will be a couple, short and big monsters date each other. Many of them will even marry each other and have families together. We are all so different but all so compatible. How can we not have what they have?”

“I’m a human and you’re a monster that’s why. Different species that mate that are too genetically different can’t have babies. And the ones that can have babies have a very close evolutionary lineage. But usually, those cross-species offspring have medical problems. I don’t even know where your kind belongs on the evolutionary tree of life. And just from observing your own physiology, I know that your kind evolved completely differently from humans.”

“How do you know if you don’t try it?”

God, she didn’t even listen to anything you just said. She probably has no idea what you are even talking about. “Did you even listen to what I just said?”

“Yes, I did. I heard big mumbo jumbo words and excuses from you for why you don’t want to be my boyfriend.” She tells you with sass.

Your getting annoyed now. You would figure her species would have some sort of grasp on evolution or maybe she is just uneducated on the topic. “You’re not listening. Do you even know what evolution is?”

“Is it some big mumbo jumbo word you’re pulling out of your butt!”

“NO! It’s a proven observation in the field of science. It’s when an organism changes to another organism over time through mutations and other environmental adaptations. When you got an organism that evolved vastly differently from another organism, they usually can’t have babies or if they are similar enough to each other, they can have babies. But, the babies will have health problems or infertility because their parents are too genetically distant from each other. This is known as outgroup depression. It always will lead to genetic deficiencies. Do you understand what I am telling you now?”

Loka has her arms crossed and looks annoyed with you. “I guess I understand what you are talking about. But, can’t we still be a thing even if we can’t have babies?”

“But isn’t that the whole point of dating? To see if your boyfriend or girlfriend is a good match for you so you can get married and start a family and have kids with them? Don’t you want those things? We could hypothetically get married, but we would never be able to have kids. Wouldn’t you feel very empty if you couldn’t have kids with me? I know most human women would. Wouldn’t you feel the same?”

The monster is deep in thought about what you just said to her. She’s probably contemplating whether a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship with you is worth it. A look of internal struggle can be expressed on her face. She doesn’t want to accept the reality of what you just told her. However, she looks like she’s taking your position very seriously. Like any woman, they have a biological instinctual desire to have children. Her infatuation with you is obvious, but if it doesn’t mean kids, is it really worth it? This is probably what is going through her head right now. She starts to sob in her hands. “But… But… What if I can never go back to my world? Am I expected to live a loveless life without someone to call my one… Sniff… My one and only… Am I going to be a virgin forever and not get married and not have kids, Joe?...Sniff… Huh?”

You move your chair closer to the sniffling monster and bring her in a hug so she has a shoulder to cry on. “We'll get you back, Loka. I promise you that.”

“WELL WHAT IF YOU CAN’T, JOE?” She screams out to you in tears. “WHAT IF YOU CAN’T!”

“If we can’t, I’ll promise to protect you from anyone who may want to bring any harm to you. You have my word on that. As a friend.”

“But, I want to be more than friends with you, Joe… Sniff… I want more…”

You hold her tighter in your embrace and comfort her in her time of sorrow. After she cries herself out for a few minutes, you ask if she wants to watch something with you before you head out to meet Hans.

“What scares adult humans?” She asks.

“Are you referring to a horror movie?”

“No, I just asking in general.”

“If you want to know what scares adults like myself. Then maybe you should watch a horror movie.”

“Maybe I can take some cues from these movies for when I try to scare Walter the next time he comes over.” She laughs.

“Maybe there’s something you can learn from them. We have an hour and forty-five minutes or so to kill before we have to leave to meet Hans. Do you want to watch one before we leave?”

“Sure. I’m in.” She holds you tightly in response to this.

Loka walks with you to the couch and you both take a seat. You go through your Amazon Prime and select the first Alien film for her. You go back to the kitchen to make some popcorn and bring it back to her. When you offer her the popcorn, she likes the smell of it but is not sure if she will like it. She takes a piece and throws it into her mouth and chews. Her eyes become slits once more and she starts scarfing down the popcorn wildly. She manages to finish the popcorn quickly with her ravenous appetite. “Mmmm. That was good. Could you make another?” You say yes and run over to the kitchen to make another batch. You and her spent the rest of the time watching the movie before the two have to run off to meet Hans Hansen.