The Documentary

I casually walk over to the door and open it to see who's there. What I find is a short man with a mustache and goatee. I'm shorter than most guys but this dude takes the cake! He only comes up to my chest and has pretty stubby looking legs. He's got a camera crew behind him and holds a microphone up to my face.

"Hello sir! We heard that a harpy was about to lay an egg and we're here to film!" he says.

"Film? Why would you need to do that?" I hear Kimihito say. He's behind me, peering at the man in the doorway.

"We'll just let ourselves-" the guy says as he tries to walk in, but I put a hand to his face.

"What are you doing?" I ask. He takes a step back and pulls out a card, undeterred.

"Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! I'm a director caled Kasegi and we're making a documentary about the Cultural Exchange Program! I heard there are quite a few liminal girls living here so we thought it would be the perfect place to film!" he says.

"This doesn't seem right..." Kimihito says. Gee, you think?

"Well it is for the exchange program, so I guess we should play along..." Mero says.

"I mean he's just doing a piece about the program so I guess it's fine..." Miia agrees hestantly.

"Really? It's up to you girls." Kimihito tells them.

Are you kidding me? This guy is obviously a total sleazebag! He actually looks like a steryotypical porn director! I'm so dumbfounded that I accidentally let the guy slip past me. As he and his crew walk into the house Cerea walks over and sidles up next to me.

"While I do not trust this man I agree that if he is acting in the interest of the Interspecies Exchange Program we should comply. However, I trust your judgement above all else master, and will do as you say." she says. Good to know one of them is showing at least some sense.

"This guy is obviously up to no good, but lets see what he actually wants." I tell her. "I won't let him do anything weird to you guys."

Cerea nods and walks forward to join everyone else. I might sound like a hypocrite but I don't want this guy touching these girls. Just because I turned them into my sex slaves doesn't mean I don't care about them. Plus, I really don't like to share.

Soon after that the crew is in Mero's room. She's sitting on the edge of the pool Kuroko had installed for her in a swimsuit. True to her style it's gothic lolita like her normal clothes.

"Ah I see! So you still wear a swimsuit in the water despite being a mermaid!" the director says. I can tell he's pretending to care.

"Well of course! We don't just swim naked! Mermaids are very civilized!" Mero says.

Mero dives into the water and gives them a little show, demonstrating her swimming ability. The camera man and director are clearly annoyed, no doubt hoping she was actually going to swim naked for them. Near the end of her swim however her top does get a little messed up. The whole crew seems much happier as they try to get a close up of Mero's nip slip. Mero cries out in embarassment and covers herself but these idiots just keep trying to get a better shot. I groan loudly, knowing that they won't pay me any mind, and grab the lens of the camera. We all just sort of stand there for a minute until they decide it's time to move on.

Next we all head to Miia's room, where she waits on her bed. Unlike Mero and Cerea, Miia's room is pretty normal. The director looks around a little disappointed and turns to her. She's on guard because of the way they swooped in on Mero's wardrobe malfunction and is determined not to let them try anything funny with her.

"So as you can see this is my room! It's nothing special really, so I'm sure you don't have much point in being here for long." she says rather firmly.

The director however is more determined than that and looks around, scanning the place for anything of interest. I guess he found it since he rushes over to something in the corner. Miia moves to stop him but he quickly returns with something in his hnads.

"And just what is this? Doesn't seem that ordinary to me!" he says rather brashly.

"Th-those are my skin sheddings! Put those down right now!" Miia cries hotly.

"Are you kidding!? Do you know how much-I mean, do you know how valuable these are?"

"M-my dead skin!?" Miia asks.

"Yes! There are people who would pay quite a price for something like this!"

"What would people want with dead snake skin? That sounds pretty gross..."

"Nonsense! These could be studied to uh, discover new things!"

Miia still looks pretty disgusted so I decide to step in. I grab the bag right out of his hands and go to throw it in the closet then walk over to Miia and place a hand on her shoulder. She looks up at me with a grateful smile, blushing happily. While the director didn't object to my actions, I do see his eyes drift over to the closet. Before he can do anything else however I clear my throat.

"I think you're done here. It would be normal for you to move on wouldn't you say?"

He and his crew look at each other for a second, then back to me. He doesn't look happy, but gives me a begrudging nod. We all file out and head to Cerea's room, which is done up to look like a dojo. It's pretty bare, as Cerea doesn't really feel the need to decorate like Miia does. There's not much to see but one thing definitely catches the scumbag's eye.

"So it's interesting that centaurs don't wear clothes! How exactly do you support your breasts then?" he asks with a creepy face. Cerea steps back, clearly repulsed, but gives him an answer.

"Well we centaur women have naturally strong bodies compared to humans. Our breasts are no different, and do not sag, even well into our old age." she says. Huh, I actaully didn't know that. Now it makes sense that her tits always look so perfect.

"I think we should get a feel and see just how-" the director reaches for her tits but I grab his arm. He stops to look at me as I hold him in a tight grip.

"Just because they walk around nude doesn't mean they don't have a sense of decency." I tell him, the anger evident in my voice. "A centaur woman normally won't let just anyone touch her. Normally a guy like you would be terrified to even try."

A look of fear washes over his face and he looks to Cerea. She glares at him, as if she's ready to kill, and he shrinks away. After retreating to his crew they decide that there's no point in continuing here and leave.

"Oh thank you master! You defended my honor like a true man!" Cerea cries and hugs me tightly. My face is buried into her chest and I can't help but plant a few kisses before pulling myself free.

"Don't mention it Cerea, let's catch up to them before they try anything funny. I think it's almost time for their little documentary to end."