The Monster Multiverse

[align=]Chapter 7-Scientific Curiosity[/align]

It was the year 1843, and there were still new lands being discovered in an age where the old was becoming more interconnected every day through various mundane and magical means. Among them was the island of Kuja, which was located far off the southern coast of Hellas in southern Europa. It was a large island covered in a vast jungle and populated by a host of animals. But the most interesting were the native inhabitants.

Kuja was populated by humans and monsters. The humans consisted of the Amazons, a tribe of warrior women who lived within a matriarchal society and occupied the same duties as men in the outside world. Studies of Amazonian culture showed that they were biologically stronger than regular human women, standing around 7’2 in adulthood. Scientists who were allowed to visit the island concluded that this was the result of the island’s flora and fauna being saturated with demonic energy, making it rich in vital nutrients.

There were a small assortment of monsters on the island that included werecats and chiropterans, but the most dominant monster species were the giants. The largest monster race recorded in history, the giants stood a little over ten meters in height and basically ruled most of the island. There were some records of giants living in central Europa, but remained unproven as of today. They shared the island with the amazons, sharing food, resources, and even men.

Professor Ling Nezha, one of the leading researchers in monster biology and physiology, was off on an expedition to Kuja to accumulate as much knowledge as he could. This may seem like an odd goal, but as it is, few men were able to accurately study the Kuja tribe without getting mauled by the local monsters, knowing everything about the island’s society was near impossible. Thankfully, Nezha had a contact on the island willing to help him out in his research.

“Nez?” Someone behind him groaned. “Nez, Lu doesn’t feel too good about this.”

Nezha sighed and looked back at his older brother, Lu. Lu shared the same features as his brother, long dark hair, gray eyes, but his physique was more muscular and his voice a bit deeper. He would’ve been quite the catch for any human or monster, had he not had his mind mentally regressed after a harrowing encounter with a mindflayer. The poor man had the mentality of a child, though thanks to recovery magic from monster doctors in Mongseng, he was steadily making a recovery, though he’d never be the same again.

“Lu, please, nothing’s going to happen to us on this trip.” Nezha said.

“That’s what you said when we tried to study those ogres. They try to ride Lu like stallion!” Lu frowned, at his younger brother from the safety of his wife’s bosom. “Or those orcs in Zadia? They seem peaceful until high orc come after Nez!”

“Those were two completely isolated incidents caused by my misinterpretation of events, Lu. We’ve been over this!” Nezha sighed.

“Then explain that group of Weresheep that try to get you to cuddle? You didn’t say no!”

“That’s because I was sleepy!”

“That’s the point!”

“Boys, be nice.” A motherly voice said. “You’re both grown men. Act like it.”

The admonishment came from Lu’s wife, Layla, the Shoggoth. Like others of her kind, her skin was pale, and though her form was mostly humanoid, from the waist down beneath her dress, her body morphed into an amorphous substance of purple slime with tentacles appearing and disappearing. She used to be Lu’s nurse at the hospital he was staying at before, by some miracle, they started courting and got married. Nezha supposed that it was her treatment of him that led to Lu’s infatuation, but Layla was a smart and sweet woman who took good care of her brother, even though her yellow eyes did unsettle him a bit.

“Look, all I’m saying is that this trip will be beneficial and not at all a rape fest like you keep fearing. I’ll be fine, Lu. We’ll be meeting my guide at the docks and she’ll be helping me stay away from the island’s more unsavory parts.” Nezha said.

Lu just grunted and buried his face into Layla’s chest, and she hugged him back, running a hand through his long hair. “Don’t worry, Nez, he’s just
worried for you. Those last three trips to Ixalan and Zadia have him a bit…paranoid.”

Nezha huffed and crossed his arms. “They weren’t that bad.”

“You almost got raped on five different occasions by monsters who weren’t exactly subtle in their interests in you.” She smirked.

Nezha sighed as he thought back to those ill-fated trips to tropical lands where the monsters were a bit more feral than what he was used to back in civilization. Catching the eye of a high orc in central Europa, getting chased through the jungle by an Amphithere, being hunted down by a tribe of ogres for trying to teach them how to read, and that wonderful little spat he had with a particularly forceful Baphomet for arguing the merits of “loli-domination”. That last one ended in a fist fight. Guess who won.

“Hopefully this trip will end in a manner that doesn’t involve us getting chased by a horde of monsters.” He said and leaned back in his seat to watch the oceanic scenery pass them by. “A man can dream, right?”

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When Kuja opened relations with the outside world, a pier was built for ships to arrive and dock. The amazons built a coastal town along the southern
coast of the island, where their territory lied. The town’s name was Oceana, possibly gleaned from the mermaids that visited every once in a while.

Thankfully there weren’t that many tourists visiting the town today, so Nezha’s ship entered the port without trouble and the three occupants disembarked. As soon as Nezha stepped onto the pier, he was greeted by a human woman, an amazon, who was sent to meet him.

“Professor Ling?” The woman asked.

“That’s me.” He said.

“I’m Artesia. I was sent here by Ophelia to greet you went you docked.”

When Nezha heard that the amazons were taller and stronger than regular women, he wasn’t expecting to be greeted by a teenager who stood a little over six feet. She was obviously young, but her body, clad in only a leather top and leopard skirt, looked strong and athletic, like she had been doing intense physical training her entire life. Her youthful eyes and oddly colored green hair did not match with the rocking body she had going on.

“Ophelia isn’t here?” He asked.

“She said that she might be running late, so she sent me along to make sure you got here in one piece. I can have the attendants show your companions
to their rooms at the hotel.” Artesia said.

“Thank you very much. Come on, Lu.” Layla said kindly and led a still jittery Lu along by the hand. “Stay safe, Nez.”

“They’re watching you!” Lu shouted before his wife dragged him away.

“Sorry about that.” Nezha apologized sheepishly. Artesia waved him off.

“That’s okay. Even now there are still some people worried about the monsters who live with us. Come, I’ll take you to the meeting point.”
The town was nothing special, just a typical coastal settlement with wooden houses and shops that were managed by amazons with a few foreigners
milling about here and there. Some were researchers like him, others were here to trade, and some had moved to the island for a better life, though only women remained untouched. Men would be scouted by monsters sooner or later. There was no avoiding that.

Nezha was taken to the edge of the town on the path that led away from the beach and into the forest. Artesia had him stand by two palm trees while they waited for Ophelia to arrive.

“I’ve only been here for a few minutes and I’m already in love with this place.” He took a deep breath of the fresh air and sighed longingly. “You have an amazing island, Artesia.”

“Thank you. The amazons have called this island home for generations, and we’ve made sure that its beauty is preserved for future generations to enjoy.” Artesia said. “The land makes us strong, so we must make sure that the land remains strong in return.”

“And the monsters help?” He asked.

“Yes. We’ve always had a strong bond with the monsters who lived on our island. The various Mithra tribes on the western side of the island were close
allies with us for centuries. They act as intermediaries between us and the giant clans that live near the mountains.”

Nezha looked towards the mountains that loomed over the landscape deeper into the island. They looked like five massive fingers of stone reaching for the sky out of the earth. Nezha heard that those mountains were full of caves and tunnels, and he wished to explore them, but he restrained himself. One thing at a time, professor.

He sat back against the tree and enjoyed the nice, warm weather for a moment before he felt the ground start to shake. He instinctively thought that it was an earthquake, but the rumbles were just a few seconds apart in quick succession and not continuous. Nezha jerked to his feet when he saw a massive shape walking through the trees and stumbled back, gaping like a goldfish as he beheld another inhabitant of the island’s monster population.

It was a woman, a very tall woman. She had slightly pale skin with long dark blue hair and deep green eyes. Clothed in only thing strips of green clothing
around her modest chest and her loins, the woman probably stood around 30 feet in height. Her slender frame still had some muscle around her arms and thighs, though they hardly looked as impressive as Artesia’s set of guns. But Nezha wasn’t going to say that out loud.

‘A giant!’ Nezha thought excitedly. ‘A real giant!’

“Hello, Professor Ling,” The giant said in a soft, and rather familiar tone. “Welcome to Kuja. It’s been a while since we last talked, hasn’t it?”

Nezha just blinked up at her as his brain struggled to process this new discovery.

“Ophelia?”

It was his old assistant from college!

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Nezha’s experiences in traveling the world to study distant monster and human cultures had earned him the praise of the academic world back in his home in Shai Feng. In a country where even knowledge of one’s own history was regulated by the government, his discoveries made both his family and country proud, though there were many who thought he asked too many questions for his own good. Part of his reasons for traveling was because Shai Feng felt so stifling and he couldn’t handle the hypocrite teachings of a government that sought to essentially control every aspect of its people’s lives.

He worked at a college in Mongseng as an archaeology professor and part-time explorer, and he had many students who learned under him, among them were his mixed class of humans and monsters. One of those students was Ophelia.

She was a quiet girl, short and often overlooked, but she had a brilliant mind and a great hunger for knowledge. Ophelia often spent her free time learning from Nezha, taking notes on all his trips and memorizing everything he learned about monsters and their separate societies. She even joked that he could be a second “Wandering Scholar” of the modern age, similar to the nameless scholar to wrote and published the first three volumes of the Monster Encyclopedia. The name caught on with the rest of his students.

All Nezha knew about Ophelia was that she came from an isolated community that only just made contact with the outside world. It wouldn’t be until at least a year after they first met that Ophelia told him that she came from Kuja, the island of the amazons. His reaction was less than mature, having actually gasped and jumped on the spot like a maiden being swooned by a Britannia gentleman. One of the hellhound teachers certainly got a good laugh out of that sight.

Nezha had automatically thought that she was just an amazon, hence her human-sized height and build, but as he walked alongside her through the forest, he never would have thought that she’d be a giant in disguise. There were so many questions he wanted to ask. And she knew it too.

“I take it you’re wondering how I’m able to pass myself off as a human despite being like this.” Ophelia smiled down at him.

“Y-Yes, sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you to be…so tall.” He said, pinching himself for the stupid statement. Could he act any less professionally?

“This talisman,” She pointed to the little headband she wore on her forehead. “It allows me to change my size at will. A little something my tribe’s mage
created so that we may travel the outside world easier. Our size is both a strength and a weakness when it comes to being able to travel freely.”

“I can only imagine.” He replied. “How come you never told me what you are?”

“A condition my chief told me. We want our magical techniques to remain secret, since we giants have a rather…tense relationship with some other monster species. Baphomets among them.” Ophelia explained.

“I heard about that. There was an incident between a giant and a dwarf over in Europa over a collection of stolen spells that dealt with creating weapons that channel spirit energy.”

“We try to avoid incidents like that, but sometimes they happen whether we prepare for it not.” She sighed.

Nezha glanced at Ophelia’s tall form. She looked no different from when she was human, only that she stood around 29 feet and rocked the ground with her footsteps, but her biceps and thighs seemed a bit more muscular, and she had some slight curves that were barely hidden by the green bikini she wore. He never really thought he’d see her in such a state, since she was always shy and a bit quiet when they first met. Here, she hardly seemed concerned about her near nudity. Realizing that he was ogling her, Nezha cleared his throat and looked away with red cheeks.

“Uh, Ophelia, just a quick question. Why are the humans here so…different?” He asked.

“You mean why do they all look like they could snap you in two?” Ophelia smirked down at him. “It’s because of us, really. The entire island is saturated in demonic energy thanks to the giants who live here. It permeates the soil, the plants, the fruit, even the animals. As you already know, demonic energy can increase a human’s physical condition and make them incredibly fertile, with the added effect of turning men into incubi.”

“Yes, the ancient amazons were known to leave the island and come back pregnant on every occasion.” Nezha nodded.

“The amazons always kept the female children they within their tribes, and gave their sons to the monsters to be raised and eventually mate with their chosen wife, or wives. The werecats and chiropterans would get some men of their own for procreation, but it was the giants who gained the most. The incubi husbands of giants stand at ten feet tall, Nez, and sometimes, during annual festivals, my tribe will bring them men down to the south end of the island for the amazons to…enjoy at their heart’s leisure.” Ophelia explained. “The mating between strong human women and strong incubi give rise to a new generation of boys and girls who are already stronger than the average child, and thus the cycle begins again and again.”

“Outstanding.” He breathed. “So, breeding between amazons and incubi gave rise to a new breed of physically fit humans. That’s…that’s really something.”

“It is.” She agreed and smiled down at his starstruck expression. “It’s good to have you here, Nez. I was worried that you’d be reluctant to come to Kuja with so many people spreading rumors about how violent my kind is.”

“I’m hardly one to judge a species based on a single individual, Ophelia. That goes against all my experience as an archaeologist and a monster sociologist.” Nezha smiled up at her. “And that would be a gross insult to one of my favorite students.”

Ophelia’s pale cheeks turned red and she looked away to hide her blush.

After a few more minutes of walking, the pair were greeted by the giant tribe leader, Ranga, and her husband, Zan near the boundaries of the tribe’s territory.

‘Wow, she’s big.’ Nezha thought without an ounce of shame. When he said big, he didn’t mean her height, but her proportions. Ranga was incredibly busty, and her ass and thighs were both a steady mix of toned and plump to put her ass in the “dat” category. All she had to cover were was a red top that barely covered her nipples and a matching thong that might as well have been dental floss with how it was stretched between her ass cheeks. The callouses on her hands and wrinkles near her eyes and mouth that betrayed her age didn’t take away from her allure, only showing her age and experience.

Her husband, Zan, was a man who looked to be chiseled out of stone. He was a native born to the amazons and chosen by Ranga to be her husband during mating season. He stood at a whopping 10 feet tall, slender yet sporting visible muscles that made Nezha feel like a wet noodle (his expeditions did require some physical labor, but he certainly didn’t match up to a giant’s incubi) and he had long, spiky green hair that fell to his waist. Despite his intimidating physique, Nezha saw that Zan had a pleasant expression that was warm and inviting. Thankfully, Nezha wasn’t one to really judge a book by
its cover.

‘I suppose these incubi need to be so strong to withstand their wives immense strength.’ Nezha thought.

“Welcome to our home, tiny man.” Chief Ranga nodded to the little human at her feet. “Our scribe has spoken a lot about you in her writings to us. She said you seek to learn more about our kind?”

“Yes, ma’am. I travel the world learning about obscure monster species. I was fortunate enough that your, uh, scribe, invited me to meet your tribe.”
Nezha said earnestly.

Ragna grinned and gave a low chuckle that made her bountiful chest jiggle. “We’ll see how fortunate you are after meeting the rest of the tribe. Come,
let us go before night falls.”

Nezha fought back the worry he felt at her words and followed the two giants through the forest, with the soft spoken Zan greeting him along the way.

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By the time the sun set, Nezha had learned more than he ever thought he would about the giants of Kuja.

First, was that the food they ate was so high in nutrients that they could eat just handfuls of game and fruit at a time and get all the energy they need, aside from spirit energy from their husbands, without having to enlarge their food. Second was that there was only one tribe of giants on the island, but there were enough women in the tribe to make their numbers substantial enough to populate the entire northern part of the island. Lastly, the tribe was more focused on the elements of strength and power, often showcasing their immense battle prowess and fighting skills to show off to their sisters and obtain mating rights.

Nezha became really aware of this after seeing how the other giants, who were all sporting outstandingly voluptuous bodies, treated Ophelia like she was the second class servant. He knew why, with her being smaller, weaker, and having a job that the rest of the tribe save the chief saw as worthless in their hunter gatherer lifestyle, it basically made her the runt of the pack. Ophelia didn’t even get a pick at what man she wanted.

This was how it worked among some monster species, Nezha understood this, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.

It was night now, and the tribe had a celebration for him. Thankfully there wasn’t any dancing, but there was a lot of food and storytelling. Nezha had a wonderful time taking to the incubi husbands, who, he learned, had not even stepped foot off the island. They did visit the amazon and Mithra villages from time to time, but that was it.

Food was eaten by the pound, gallons of wine shared and drunken, and like all parties, once it hit midnight, some of the ladies were starting to get a little rowdy. There were two drunken cat fights that scared the hell out of the tipsy Nezha (what kind of wine was this? He felt woozy and a little lightheaded, but still coherent enough to count to ten), but they were broken up when the other women started snatching their husbands up to fuck in their homes…or out in the open.

“Modesty doesn’t last long on this island, huh?” Nezha gulped. Just a few feet from him, a blue haired giant was sucking on a man’s penis like it was a delicious treat, and the look of ecstasy on her partner’s face got him all hot and bothered. He cleared his throat and looked away. “Why the hell is it so hot this late at night?”

“Professor?” Ophelia walked over to him, silent as a shadow, and knelt down next to him. “How are you feeling?”

“A little tipsy, but surprisingly still sober. This must be some really impressive wine you guys have made.” He said.

“Wine?” She blinked down at him and shook her head. “That’s not wine, it’s juice that’s made from the berries that grow on this island. Are you feeling…warm by any chance?”

“Yeah, I have been feeling a bit hot under the collar. I thought it was because of that bonfire.” He said.

“No, that’s the effects of the berries used in the juice. They…increase a person’s arousal, which we use mainly for copulation.” Ophelia gave a small
smile at Nezha’s sudden nervousness and knew that he was already succumbing to the effects of the juice. “They’re not too dangerous, it’s just to get you in the mood. Why do you think I’ve been drinking water this whole time?”

“W-Wha…but-ah!” Nezha just noticed the growing erection in his shorts. “Shit! I-I’m sorry, Ophelia, I didn’t mean-“

He yelped when Ophelia reached down and wrapped her fingers around his slender torso, easily picking him up like one would a doll. As large as her hand
was, she was surprisingly gentle with him as she stood up and quietly left the celebration.

“Let’s talk someplace where we don’t have to worry about you incubizing.” Ophelia said, unable to keep the coy smirk off her face.

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Ophelia had taken them a fair distance away from the village, over to a nearby lake that was used by the tribe for bathing. Ophelia put the hot and
bothered Nezha down by the lakeside and sat down next to him, a bit too close for his comfort.

“I-Is there any way to negate the berry’s effects?” He asked shakily.

“I’m afraid not. There are only two ways to deal with it,” Ophelia slid closer to him, her body heat making him sweat. “Either you wait it, suffer in silence, and masturbate by yourself…or you could let someone take care of it for you. Someone who’s had her eye on you for a long while now.”

“O-Ophelia!” He gaped at her. “Y-You…?”

“Is it really a surprise? You’re an explorer, sociologist, expert in monster behavior, archaeologist, a man of many personas who’s made a name for
yourself in ways I could only dream of.” Ophelia’s gaze became clouded as her lust started to overtake her. “For a scribe like me, you’re my hero, and a suitable mate.”

Her legs parted a bit and a musky scent filled Nezha’s nose, making his head swim and his cock hardened more from it.

“I see you’re having a reaction to my pheromones. Our bodies emit a scent that gets our male partners in the mood. If you were an incubus, we’d be
fucking by now.”

“Ophelia, we’re…neither of us have even dated before!” Nezha said, though his protests were weak. “Don’t you have the men of your tribe to have for
the night?”

Ophelia gave him another smile, this one a bit scathing, though not directed at him. “You know how my tribe works. The stronger you are, the greater your status. Even as a girl I’ve never been into the whole “might makes right” mindset the other girls of my tribe thrived on. I was no hunter, no fighter, and my body was smaller and weaker by their definition, so that made me the runt of the litter. I got the smaller portions of food, I had less mating rights, and I’m little more than a nuisance. My abilities aren’t needed here, but with you I actually feel useful.”

Her musk grew stronger and she started stripping off her bikini. “If you won’t accept me, then that’s fine, but just let me show you how thankful I am for
the wonderful time we had back in Mongseng.”

Without even listening to what Nezha had to say, Ophelia tore off his shorts and underwear before going in for the kill. Her misty gaze zeroing in on his hard cock, she bent down and wrapped her large lips around his length. Nezha gasped and arched his back as Ophelia’s mouth engulfed his entire dick, taking him right to the base. She began to suck, long and hard, her lips tickling his stomach as she used her large, powerful lungs to sustain a constant sucking pattern that lasted far longer than any normal woman, or even most monsters.

She gently grabbed his legs and held them apart as she sucked and sucked, glancing up at him with mirth in her eyes as the archaeologist and explorer lost his mind to her relentless pressure on his cock. Some part of Nezha’s mind commended Ophelia’s oral skills, knowing that he was the first man she sucked off (in truth she had seen a lot of her fellow giants do these things to their husbands and took notes on what to do and what not to do. She had a lot of time on her hands). Still, as Nezha slowly reached his climax, Ophelia cut her suck job off and slowly took her lips off his glistening wet cock, moaning in bliss at the taste of a man she fancied for so long.

“Ophelia!” He moaned.

“I’m sorry, Nez, but I wanted your first load to be shot into someplace special. I can get a taste later.” She said, running her hands along her pert breasts and pinching her nipples in fierce arousal. Unable to wait anymore, she leaned back against a tree and spread her legs, pushing Nezha’s small body to her stomach and maneuvering his cock towards her folds.

The musky scent wafting from his soaking cunt made Nezha swoon. It looked no different from a human woman’s vagina, which was typical of giants, for their reproductive organs were the same size as a human’s to be able to mate with their male husbands.

“You brought me many things, Nez. You brought me a life outside of this island, you brought me your science, your history, and above all, you brought me your cock.” Ophelia panted, holding his body to her toned stomach. “And I’m going to gorge myself!”

Nezha could honestly say that he blacked out for a few seconds when his cock sank into Ophelia’s folds. Her wetness and warmth engulfed his seven incher into the spacious confines of her snatch. Her fluids swirled around him, leaking out over his hips and thighs. He pressed himself against her lower abdomen and just laid there between her legs, relishing her tightness and grinding into her cunt. Honestly, he was amazed that he didn’t cum on the spot from the warmth alone.

As for Ophelia, her eyes had rolled up and she pressed herself against the tree, nearly uprooting it as she felt him grinding into her like an overeager child. This was what she was missing out on, the cock of a human man. A cock that her tribe sisters got to enjoy again and again every night. Fledgling historian and archaeologist she may be, but she was a monster, and going without cock in a village full of monsters with their hot, young, muscular husbands did things to a girl’s restraint.

Nezha, his gaze woozy with bliss, looked up at Ophelia’s euphoric expression and his body automatically began moving on its own. His hips rose, drawing some of his cock free of her cunt’s grasp, and pushed down, sinking his shaft back to the depths inside her, and the surge of pleasure washed through him again. Trembling against her, he held on with every ounce of restraint he could manage and began fucking her at a faster pace.

Ophelia moaned and whined, her thighs tensing with each thrust into her, and one of her hands held his body to her while the other left gouges in the dirt as she was fucked against the tree. Her body quivered, her tits shaking along with her pleasured body, and her moans made her whole body, even her pussy vibrate. The young man groaned louder and his thrusts increased in pace, eager to reach that lovely peak along with her. It was so stimulating, so wondrous and luscious, and Nezha wondered why he didn’t come here sooner to experience this!

‘If she’s this tight in her natural form,’ Nezha thought. ‘How does she feel in her human form?’

In and out, he pumped into her vagina, getting her wetter and warmer while her loud moans filled the quiet lakeside. Her sound was as sweet and enticing as her scent, as her constricting cunt. No wonder the tribe husbands were so devoted to their wives, if they got to do this every day! Ophelia’s voice rose to great heights as her pussy tightened on Nezha’s length to give the man a series of desperate, hungry squeezes and her mind went blank for a moment as her body had the first orgasm of her life.

Her pink entrance was quite simply milking Nezha’s length, draining it just as the professor started the inauguration climax of her newly lost virginity. His fingers tightened on Ophelia’s large thighs and his own voice joined hers, and with a sudden shove forward, he made sure that his cock was hilted within Ophelia when his moment finally came.

Both partners were left overwhelmed and spinning as it happened, and Ophelia’s pussy was given a steady flood of cum straight from Nezha’s throbbing length. Load after load began to roll out of the tip of his cock, smearing within Ophelia’s tender folds and filling her to the point of overflowing.

As their orgasms slowly descended from their peaks, Nezha and Ophelia were left exhausted. Ophelia recovered first, but as she looked down at Nezha,
she saw that the man had passed out still hilted in her. She smiled and slowly pulled him from her stuffed folds. It wasn’t uncommon for a man to pass out from their first time with a giant. It was usually from sensory overload, but sometimes the giant in question could fuck their man into unconsciousness. Nezha was actually one of the lucky ones.

She placed him on her sweaty chest and they let the night air cool their heated bodies. They can talk in the morning. For now, it was time to sleep.

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“Everything’s loaded, Nez.”

“Thanks, Layla.” Nezha said and sighed, wiping the sweat from his forehead. It had been a rush job getting everything packed and loaded onto the boat
before it left them. Why the hell did they get stuck with an impatient goblin for a boat driver?

“Are you bozos done yet? Hurry up and get on!” The goblin yelled.

“Not yet! We’re still waiting for one more person!” Nezha yelled at her. He looked over to his brother and noted the blank look on his face. “Lu?”

“What did Lu tell you about giant women?” His brother asked.

Nezha sighed. “Lu, this was different.”

“No, Lu, predicted this!” Lu shouted.

“It was consensual!” He yelled back.

“It almost became rape scenario! Giant women get you hot, then fuck you till morning!”

Nezha put a hand to his face. “For Hemera’s sake, Lu, don’t yell the F-word in public. I’m still getting looks from the amazons as we speak.”

“Don’t be too hard on your brother, Lu.” Layla glided over to Lu and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. “He’s become a man now. It was only a matter of time before a monster snagged him.”

Lu shrugged and crossed his arms. “Lu understands, but he still told you so.”

“Nez!”

Nezha turned to the pier and saw Ophelia, shrunk down to human form and wearing human clothes, running down the boardwalk with her bag on one shoulder. She reached the boat and hopped in after handing her bag to Nezha.

“I’m sorry I’m late. The chief just wanted to give me some last minute gifts.” She panted and sat down. “The other girls wouldn’t stop teasing me.”

“I can imagine.” Nezha grinned.

When morning came, everyone knew of what Nezha and Ophelia did. They smelled of sex and Ophelia’s scent was all over Nezha when they got back to the village, so it wasn’t too hard to put two and two together.

In giant customs, this meant that Nezha was Ophelia’s man, and thus she had to stake her claim on him, which meant that they were married in the eyes of the chief. Now, Nezha was fond of Ophelia, but marriage wasn’t on the To Do list, and Ophelia was of the same mind. Still, she elected to go back to Arkhos with him to keep him “safe” from other monsters who would steal her mate. After the chief gave him a very thorough description of what she would do to him if he harmed Ophelia in any way, she sent him off with a few customary gifts, namely the bones of their recent kills to bring back to his colleagues in Mongseng, and he returned to the amazon village to pack up.

With everyone onboard, the goblin sea captain started the boat and sped out of the harbor like a bat out of hell. Nezha sat next to Ophelia and she leaned her head on his shoulder with a smile. He smiled down at her and held her close to relax for the rest of the ride back to the mainland.

He never thought he’d leave Kuja courting a giant, but he wasn’t complaining. It would be nice traveling the world with a like-minded companion who could keep the monsters off his back. Nezha felt that he and Ophelia will do great things together.

At the very least his colleagues at the university can’t hark on him for being a virgin anymore.