A strange trio

As the most around him fades, Keith isn’t sure what to expect. A medieval castle? A dungeon? Some fantasy realm? He’s almost disappointed when his vision clears, revealing a very ordinary room, looking much like a college student’s apartment. Battered old furniture, a gaudy rug that seems to have been tossed aside, a television in one corner. All pretty standard things.

What isn’t standard, however, are the three occupants of the room. If the room was ordinary, the trio looking at him are anything but. It’s immediately obvious that none of them are human, though they all have human like qualities, more or less. Reeling from the implications of this, Keith takes a moment to look at each in turn.

The first immediately grabs his attention. Keith is not a small man, but this woman is taller even than him, by a considerable amount. And she is intimidatingly muscular, though that detracts nothing from her femininity. Grey skinned and black haired, with black horns and a thick, almost reptilian black tail, she appears almost…demonic. Leaning against an old couch, she’s wearing little but a pair of tight shorts and a band around her impressive chest, leaving much of her figure exposed. Despite all this, though, there’s a glimmer of something in her dark eyes. Excitement?

Sitting near the gigantic grey woman is someone just as inhuman, if not more so. Seemingly composed entirely of a blue, semitransparent material, she’s extremely petite, especially next to the gigantic woman beside her, though still obviously an adult. She’s wearing what amounts to a schoolgirl outfit, which seems an odd choice, and has small glasses on her face. She seems to be blushing, the slime of her cheeks tinted slightly red, and she tugs at the thigh high leggings she’s wearing. Despite her seeming nervousness, she watches Keith with interest, an obvious intelligence in her eyes, which are unusually different colors, one red, one blue.

Finally, the least bizarre of the three, sitting beside the slime girl. Any sense of normalcy is shattered, however, by the long, green, lizard like tail that comes from beneath her skirt. She’s wearing a strange dress, and is nearly as petite as the slime girl, and seemingly flat chested. She smiles at Keith, showing sharp teeth. There’s a blush to her cheeks as well, though the look in her eyes is more hungry, but in an enticing way.

The three stay quiet as Keith looks them over, and finally he breaks the silence. “Uhh…what the fuck?”

The three of them look at each other, and it’s the lizard girl speaks first. Keith immediately has to change his perspective, as he hears the obviously masculine voice. Lizard BOY, it seems.

“Yeah, what the fuck is a good reaction. Don’t worry, nothing bad is happening. I’m Devin, the slimy one is Ava, and the beefy one is Gina.”

Keith blinks, shaking his head. “Yeah, I’m Keith. So…what the fuck?”

Devin laughs, and Ava speaks up. Her voice is soft, but still confident. “We summoned you. Pulled you from your reality to ours. It’s a long, complicated process, but we…well, I used magic to bring you here.”

Gina crosses her arms. “Hey! We helped!”

Ava sighs. “You assisted me, yes. But neither of you possess the magical aptitude to…”

Devin interrupts. “Anyway, yeah, that’s how you ended up here.”

Keith shakes his head again. “Well…can you send me back?”

Ava shrugs. “It seems like it should be simple. Just reverse the…”

Now it’s Gina who interrupts. “Awww, come on! You don’t want to hang out a bit? I’m sure we could have fun!”

She winks, and Keith blushes a bit. “Tempting, but…this is too weird…”

Ava nods. “We talked about this, you two.”

Devin sighs. “Yeah, we figured it might take a few tries to get someone willing to stay. All right, send him back, I guess. I just hope the next one is as cute…”

Gina pouts, the expression rather cute on such a large individual. “I suppose…but I like this one!”

Ava rolls her eyes. “Okay. I’ll just send you back, Keith. Here goes…”

The slime girl raises her arms, and concentrates. Keith braces himself, ready to return to his normal, if boring, life.