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What's going on with Suu? (Monster Musume)

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female Everyday Life With a Wetter

It was a nice day in Japan, though what city Papi couldn't recall. It was probably mentioned a lot, but that was a lot to remember. All that mattered to the harpy was that the sky was a perfect blue that matched her hair perfectly, very few clouds to break it up, and a very bright sun that hurt bad to look at. But the light looked really cool as it shined through Papi's slime friend, Suu, the parts of her translucent blue body not covered by the yellow raincoat dyeing the glow against the concre

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female Everyday Life With a Sorry Slime

The living room of the Kurusu household had one of those little kiddie pools on the floor, there to be the bed/room of Suu which, along with her not needing food, made her the cheapest girl for Kimihito to house. The slime girl was currently in that pool, but not for her own pleasure. Master and Mero had returned home to a scene of Miia having an accident, and after cleaning it up and hearing the story from the other girls (Papi rushed to the bathroom as soon as he came home), he had requested a

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female Everyday Life With a Scaredy-Lala

As soon as they got back, Papi headed straight for the bath, thankfully unoccupied at the time. Suu had certainly cleaned up her legs, but her wings were still wet and the feathers were starting to stick together. Sitting in the warm water, she was preening out the feathers that had become too dirty to properly wash, trying to purposefully forget something for once. Certainly wasn’t the first time Suu had her fun with her or any of the other girls, but it wasn’t fun any time it happened. At leas

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female Everyday Life With a Pervert

Papi was happily resting in her nest, a nice soft bed with a quilt blanket that kept her warm through the night. Sunlight was beginning to stream into the window through the blinds, forcing her out of sleep against her will. She rolled over to face the other way, hoping it would cut just enough light from her vision to allow her some more slumber. Maybe it would work, but then she remembered: breakfast. The real reason to get out of bed, Master made good food so long as he was the one in charge

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female Everyday Life With a Leaking Lamia

It was really good that Miia didn't have any breakable objects in her room, because her long tail was flailing about in every single way as she laid belly down on her bed, pressing her crotch into the blankets. It felt like it had been forever since Darling left, and in the time since, the lamia's need to urinate had grown to intense levels, it was all she could do to stay sane as her bladder felt ready to pop. Whimpering, she rubbed the base of her tail under her skirt against the bed to ease t

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female Everyday Life With a Desperate Dullahan

Lala the dullahan sat in darkness, the lights purposefully left off and the curtain closed because she felt a lot more comfortable in the shade. She was a messenger of the underworld, or so she claimed, an aversion to brightness was to be expected. Currently, she was polishing the blade of her scythe to look as intimidating as possible as the shine reflected moonlight, if she could line it up with the moon's direction and fullness. Until then, it was strictly for agriculture, as she also claimed

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female Everyday Life With a Damp Dog

Polt was a kobold of many, many talents, but a weakness of hers became apparent as she sat alone in the manager's office of Sports Club Kobold: she was restless. There was nothing to do, and she was getting fidgety just waiting around. She had organized her desk three times in the last hour, taken multiple jogs around the gym grounds, and the only thing keeping her from taking a nap in her chair was a limitless amount of energy. "There's nothing worse than the wait before a new business ope

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female Everyday Life With a Critical Centaur

Cerea sat quietly in her room, her legs tucked under her horse body as she laid on the floor mat, reading a book. The traditional Japanese look of the room, her silent demeanor as she partook in a dignified pastime, it was easy to see she was formal, as a knight should be. However, while it was hidden beneath the black cloth over her horse half, she was not entirely still, her back haunches were shifting in their places, and maybe a little whimper could be heard if one listened carefully. Cerea

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