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Monster Girl: Manticore (IsabellaRose x Dark Soul Opera)


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Zydala paced back and forth in her cave, the tufts of fur at her thighs brushing against each other, the claws of her furry feet scratching against the rough stone floor. Her legs were covered in a soft, downy fur from the tufts at her thighs all the way to the dangerous claws on her toes. Her arms were similarly furred up to mid-bicep, and her claewed fingers looked deadly. Two bat-like wings protruded from her back, and soft, furry ears rose through her hair from the top of her head. But the most unique feature on her body was the long, scorpion tail that swished back and forth behind her. 

The tail was segmented, like a scorpion, and lined near the tip with retractable, venomous spines. These she snapped in and out, highlighting her irritation, as the tip of her tail swung back and forth. Rather than a scorpion stinger, the end of her tail was an football shaped lump of flesh with a small opening at the tip. This knot of flesh served a single purpose, and it was that purpose to which her mind now drifted.

She was hungry for the taste of man, desperate to fill her body with his mana. She had never tasted a man before, but her sisters had described the hunger, described the desire, and she knew it was man that she wanted. Her tail thrashed back and forth as she spread her bat-like wings wide, then folded them against her back.

The rumors she had allowed to spread of treasure in her cave should bring treasure hunters to her sooner or later. She had already waited far too long for her liking. Impatience was one of her weaknesses, and she grew more irritable the longer she had to wait for anything.

Thus it was that Zydalla was stalking the woods outside her cave just before sunset when she heard the sound of someone approaching. She crouched in the bushes, taking cover, her tail curled up and behind her back and around the side of her head, almost as if it could peek over her shoulder. She felt the folds within the tip of her tail pulsate as she watched the road through the bushes.

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Isaac trudged through the thick brush, his machete hacking away at the branches and bushes that blocked his way. It was clear not many had been through this way, a good sign that he would be the first to seek this treasure he had been hearing about. Isaac's was tall and muscular, his light olive skin dripped with sweat as he continued to make his way through the woods, the tall trees above providing little protection from the heat of the day. His messy, black hair was covered by a brown bandanna in an attempt to keep the sweat off his face as best as he could.

The rumors around town had started popping up only a few short weeks ago, though to his knowledge no one had yet ventured out to confirm them, but Isaac was too curious for his own good so he loaded a backpack with some supplies and took off into the woods. If what he heard was true, he was going to be rich, and he couldn't wait to see the look on his buddies' faces when he beat them all to it. The thought of it made him smirk as he whacked away a tree limb and then stepped out onto a more well-beaten path. He slipped his machete into its scabbard on his hip and followed it along until he hit a clearing against a large rock face, just what he had been looking for. 

He placing a hand to the cool stone before looking up, it was too sheer and smooth to climb, this cave had to be on the ground. He turned his attention back to the ground and began to follow the stone wall slowly, keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, then he stopped when he heard it, a slight rustling in the brush nearby. Isaac placed a hand on his machete and turned to face the direction he had heard the noise coming from. He didn't speak, he simply narrowed his eyes and darted them around, trying to see where the sound had come from, completely unaware of the danger he had gotten himself into.

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Zydala stood motionless, sizing up the human male. His skin was smooth and glistened with sweat. She could see the hard lines of his muscular frame, eyes traveling from the curve of a bicep across to the powerful chest. He was even handsome and from here, he smelled good. He looked like a suitable mate. 

She wanted to drink his mana, wanted to gulp it down, drown in it. She smiled, licking her lips, and decided to see if she could lure him closer. She took a breath, affected an air of weakness, and cried out.

"Oh, please, help me!" Her voice was soft and sweet, high pitched, with a note of panic she was particularly proud of. "Please, I'm stuck!" She pulled back a branch, the leaves revealing a glimpse of her bare stomach, the curve as she tiwsted her body decidedly feminine. The flat, toned stomach seemed to be attractive to most men. She bent lower, allowing a glimpse of her cleavage, two massive orbs of flesh barely concealed by a tight top, before letting the branch snap back and obscuring his line of sight.

"Please!" she cried again, trying not to giggle at how easily it would be to lure and trap her firt man.

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Isaac heard the cries for help and saw the brief figure of a young woman from just beyond the trees and immediately pulled out his blade, rushing forward and hacking through the brush to get through to the other side. He had hardly caught a glimpse of her but she seemed to be in trouble, and he couldn't deny what he had seen was very attractive.

As Isaac cut through the brush he began darting his eyes around, trying to see where she was stuck, he had just seen her right there, but now it was as if she had vanished, maybe she was just trying to move about and had escaped his line of sight. He continued to scan the brush until he caught a glimpse once again of her toned stomach and part of her chest as he scrambled to her side "Don't worry! I'm here!" he called out as he raced to her side and got to work attempting to free her from whatever she was stuck in.

 

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She saw the blade as he stepped into the thicket where she crouched concealed, and a quick swipe of her tail sent it spinning through the air and into the underbrush. She stood now, furred legs and arms clearly visible, the tiny skirt and half top covering her curves, but her all too human stomach bare. She smiled at him, her ears twitching atop her head, and said in a sweet voice that he recognized as that of his damsel in distress,

"Thank you for coming to my rescue."

She smiled again, her tail swinging slowly closer, circling around behind him as if it had sensory organs of its own and could see or smell him. It rose behind him, seeming to peer at him over one shoulder. Her tail wrapped around his leg, the bulbous head circling up to his waist.

"Do you think could do me just one, little favor?"

Her eyes were filled with mischief, but also hunger. Most men would feel fear looking into those eyes. The claws and tail probably wouldn't help to calm anyone.

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Isaac stopped in his tracks when the blade went flying from his hands and he saw the woman before him in full view for the first time. His eyes went wide and he gulped softly as he watched the monster, eyes tracking her tail as it swished around him, his body unable to move from where he stood due to fear and confusion. 

Her voice when she spoke did not feel like it matched what he was looking at, the human parts of her were certainly quite beautiful, but he had no idea what the rest of her was, and that was what terrified him. 

"W-What are you?"

he asked, but was cut off by her question. His heart pounded in his chest as he felt her tail beginning to coil around his leg. He was trapped, and he was slowly beginning to fear that these were going to be his last moments on earth.

"W-what do you mean?"

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"Mmmm," she purred, staring at his muscular chest, his strong arms. "It's just a teeny little favor, really. I promise you'll enjoy it."

She moved closer, her tail sliding up his leg, closer, her monster paws resting on his chest as she pressed her body against his. She was warm, her fur soft and silky on his bare arms as she leaned into him. She moved her paw-like hands down the front of his shirt, caressing his chest and stomach, then back up to the top of his shirt. She began to slowly unbutton his shirt, smiling all the while.

"I just need you to let me do this one," she leaned in and placed a kiss on his bare chest. "Little..." She kissed lower down his chest. "Thing." Her lips were on his stomach now as she nearly knelt before him. Her tail uncurled from his leg and moved upward, the egg-shaped end of her tail hovering beside her face. 

Her hands slid down to the front of his pants, resting on his belt buckle. She fidgeted with it, but did not unbuckle it.

"You can help me with one little thing, can't you?" She said it from down there, near the front of his pants, looking up at her, batting her eyelashes innocently while her paws moved over and around his body.

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He looked down at her, a chill running down his spine as she moved in closer to him, her odd beast-like form making his blood run cold with fear. As she began to unbutton his shirt and press herself against him he couldn't help but begin feeling arousal, he couldn't deny she was still quite attractive, but the uncertainty of what she was or what she wanted froze him where he stood.

"T-that depends..." 

Was all he stammered out as she spoke from the ground, his arousal becoming far more apparent as he could no longer hide it. He was becoming intoxicated by her touch, the varying emotions running through his head confused him and all he could do was stare at her, wondering what she had planned for him.

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Zydala undid his belt buckle, then worked the front of his pants open. Her eyes stared directly at his pants as she reached inside with one hand, slender fingers wrapping gently around his manhood, tugging him out into the light. She looked at him, tilting her head to one side, smiling.

"I promise not to hurt you," she said, staring back up into his eyes. Not too much, anyway, she thought to herself.

She slid her hand softly up the length of him, feeling the soft skin over hardness beneath. Her tail moved as if on its own, the bulbous head moving up beside her hand, the tip opening slowly, the moist interior hovering just in front of the tip as her hand slid back down to the base of him, and then it was on him. It engulfed his cock, surrounding him in warm wetness, ridges sliding up and down him, squeezing him inside the head of her tail. She could feel his presence in her tail, and it was like an aphrodisiac to her. She ran her hands up her own body, cupping her her breasts, pinching her nipples through the fabric of her top between her thumbs and forefingers.

"Oh my," she said as she stood before him staring straight into his bewildered face. Her tail maintained its hold on him, the muscles and ridges within the tip squeezing his cock inside, giving him more pleasure than he could possibly imagine.

"You certainly are an excitable one, aren't you?"
 

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Isaac trembled as he felt her hand around his cock, his eyes remaining locked on her tail as he watched it maneuver itself around menacingly. When he saw it moving closer to his manhood he tried to pull away, but he wasn't fast enough, it had clamped down on him and he couldn't break free, and after only a few short moments he let out a low moan as he grabbed at the tail before his knees buckled and his body fell against hers, grabbing onto her for support as the intense pleasure overwhelmed him. He had never felt ecstasy like this before, and as he felt his heart racing he let out another low moan louder than the first. His brain was no longer able to focus on what was happening to him or who this woman was. He was engulfed in desire and as he steadied himself against her he couldn't resist placing his hands on her hips and feeling the curves of her body.

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