Wake up.

You feel like you've just been in a long dream. The contents of which you can't recall, but somehow it was terrifying, sad, erotic, and wholesome all at the same time. You expect to be cold, but you feel warm all over.

Or... is that... no, that's just on your legs? Your mind breaks through the haze of sleep and the feeling becomes clearer. It's just your crotch that's pleasantly warm.

You only see darkness all around. You body is stiff and refuses to move. Is this that sleep paralysis thing you read about? Wait, you feel something warm and smooth wrapping around your torso, constricting your movement. It loosens slightly at your struggle, but doesn't leave you entirely.

Your brain is slowly waking up, but as memories come back to you, you realize the position you're in.

Your name is John, and, in a strange turn of events, you now have a wife named Rits; A gorgeous lamia who almost crushed you to **** less than 24 hours ago.

"Hnnn...?"

Your throat dry, you let out a rasp to signal your conscious state to whoever is nearby.

"Oh? Hood moahning, Dahling."

You piece together her slurred speech and the hot feeling around your crotch, and realize Rits was sucking your cock while you were still asleep.

Was she trying to wake you up? Maybe.

Is she just plain horny? For sure.

Either way, Rits doesn't let your waking stop her. She clearly already "woken up" a different part of you beforehand.

That familiar pleasure rising in your balls means you're close to cumming again. You could've sworn you should've been given more stamina via magic after the first time, but who knows how long she was at this before you woke up.

"Cu... cumming..."

You barely raise your voice above a whisper as you plant your hands on the ground, your fingers digging into the dirt of the cave floor.

Thrusting up into her mouth, she swallows each rope you shoot into her throat just as fast as you can fire them off. She must be hungry now, because she has no trouble keeping her liquid meal down, unlike last time.

She giggles a bit, the vibrations feeling pleasant to your sensitive post-orgasm manhood.

Rits pulls up off your cock and inhales air for the first time in a while.

"Awwww, Darling! A warm meal just for me? And so early in the morning too. You know... I'd be happy to do this for you every day from now on..."

You say nothing as you try to gather your own breath. You'll give her credit, you're now fully awake. Who knew blowjobs in the morning did wonders.

Feeling satisfied, you see you still have a problem: You can't see anything. Not feeling much like living the mole-rat lifestyle, you ask Rits a question.

"Hey, Rits? Can we go outside?"

"Sure, Darling. What's wrong, need to pee? You know I can handle that for you too if you-"

"No no, that's fine! I don't have to pee. I just want to talk to you outside."

I'll keep that little nugget stored in the back pocket of my mind for later, though.

You can't see her, but her confusion is present in her voice.

"A talk is... fine."

Instead of uncoiling her tail from around you, she just tightens her grip a bit, picking you up completely off the ground, turns you right-side up, and plops you on your feet. You imagine it looked like someone just righted a doll that accidentally got knocked over.

Shaky legs find their balance as she grabs your hand again, leading you outside.

The bright light of the outside shines overwhelmingly, until your eyes adjust. Birds chirp now, Fall wind pushes through the trees, threatening to take the leaves once they turn brown and brittle, but for now they hold strong as different shades of green, red, orange, and yellow still sit on the branches. You guess it's around noon.

"I hope I didn't sleep for too long."

"You had a busy day yesterday. We both did. But I don't blame your body for getting some extra rest after I... hurt you so badly."

You see the face of your wife now. That still sounds strange to say, both because of how little time you've known each other, and because you're used to stuff like proposals, weddings, and celebrations. But monsters operate on the rules of nature, so impregnating her basically counts as all that rolled into one.

"Don't worry about me. I feel strong as an ox!"

You strain your face and flex your biceps comically, putting on a show for Rits.

She finds it incredibly funny, but you don't think it's because she knows what an "ox" is.

"Haha, that's my Darling for you!" she laughs, before grabbing your entire body with her massive tail, picking you up into the air before you have time to react.

"But not quite as strong as me."

Count this as the second time you've officially been scared of Rits. And the 4th or so time you've been aroused by her.

She lets you dangle for a bit before promptly returning you to the ground. You don't think you'll need to worry for your safety if she's your bodyguard.

"Rits, what did you want to do now?"

"Now? I mean... I'm kinda hungry still, if you wanna look for food?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I mean after you made me your husband, what's your plan?"

"... um... I guess I thought... we'd just wait around a few months until I lay my clutch, and then get to work raising the little ones in the cave. I know it's cold, but you have that fake su- I mean, fire! We cou-"

"Rits."

She stops suddenly. She almost looks like she's preparing for you to tell her about how you can't stay to raise children, or how you're not ready to be a father, etc. etc. Disappointment wells in her eyes. Men normally don't have a lot of autonomy in interspecies relationships, so she's trying to find some middle ground between her instincts to completely own you and her respect for you as a person.

You take her hands in yours and look up to her eyes.

"Come with me."

"... what?"

"Come with me."

"Come with you... where?"

"Out there." you say, pointing West, past the cave into the woods, and beyond.

"All my life, I wanted to explore! To see things nobody ever has, and live to tell about it! I want to know everything there is to know about the mysteries of this world! I want to know more about you and monster girls! And I want to make this knowledge available to everyone! Can you imagine a world where humans and monsters live and work together to make the world better?"

You open up your very soul to Rits, hoping qnd praying she agrees to your idea of an adventure.

She looks confused at first as she takes in everything you said, but soon she's nodding to herself and going "Yeah... yeah... yeah yeah yeah YEAH! I also want to know about the race of monsters! I want us all to get along and stop fighting each other! I don't want any more humans to get ****! I want couples to be like us!" she says as she bends down and nuzzles her face against yours.

Before you know it, you're both dumbly spinning around in each other's arms, just laughing in excitement, and slightly laughing at your naïve dreams for the two races. You must look like quite the mismatched pair of idiots.

You both calm down and slow to stationary positions again. Rits speaks first.

"Rits and John. Doesn't sound like a bad pair."

"Then it's settled. We'll go out into the world, and find as much trouble as we can get into. At least until these guys arrive." You place a hand on Rits' toned stomach, caressing it softly.

"Even if we find nothing, just to end up as two tired idiots without even a single child to carry on our bloodline, I'm perfectly happy to just have you."

She leans down and smooches your cheek. You almost feel like tearing up again, until a new sound interrupts the nice moment.

It's Rits' stomach making a "GRRRR" sound.

She laughs in embarrassment as she looks away and says "When I said I was still "kinda" hungry earlier, I kinda meant I'm kinda really hungry."

Well, it must take a lot of food to maintain her size.

"I'm sure I have something you can eat."

You look through your bag and pull out the smaller bag full of biscuits from home. You pull one out and hand it to Rits.

"Try this."

"What... is it?"

"A biscuit. My mom made them."

"Made them? What do you mix to get this?"

"You bake them, not "mix" them. They're made out of flour, baking powder, sugar, salt, butter, and milk."

"Wow. I don't know a single one of those things."

"You don't need to know them to eat it. Just take a bite already."

"Alright..."

She sniffs it with her nose and the occasional flick of her tongue waving over it. She opens her mouth as you see she has a set of clean human teeth in addition to her fangs, so chewing shouldn't be a problem.

She sinks her teeth in and pulls away, scrunching up her face, probably not expecting too much from this sponge-shaped meal.

She chews a bit and opens her eyes again. She swallows what's left in her mouth, and to to your surprise (and maybe even disgust) she just throws the other half of the biscuit in her mouth and swallows it whole. She shows no reaction as she looks at you and just says one word:

"More."

"Uh... did you like i-"

"More, please."

Although she said "please", it doesn't sound like you have the option of stopping her.

"Alright alright alright."

You hand over another biscuit from the bag, and as she grabs it ferociously, you take care that she doesn't take your hand off in the process.

Rits again just pushes the entire thing into her mouth with one finger, closes her lips, and swallows while she turns her head upwards to allow for easier passage to her stomach. You see a visible bulge slide down from the top of her throat to the bottom, and moving on the journey to her digestive system. You're guessing the venn diagram of snake - human qualities of lamia favors heavily in the "snake" portion. You feel sorry for her mom and dad having to feed 10 hungry little beasts every day.

"More."

"Here ya go."

You decide not to fight her and just hand over the entire bag. You wouldn't be surprised if she just eats the bag itself too at this point.

While she goes to town on those biscuits, you find one of your fruit from earlier, thankful you decided to hold on to it now. It's a little firm on the outside, but juicy nonetheless.

Rits is done with the bag now, the void of her stomach now satisfied.

"Ahhh... that... was good. I'm definitely staying with you."

"Ready to go now, Rits?" you say while pocketing the empty bag, not even crumbs remaining.

"As ready as I'll ever be, Darling."

With that, you both head West away from your temporary shelter.

Rits turns around and yells "Goodbye cave! Thanks for the new husband!"

You both share a laugh as you walk into the unknown.