Chapter 11: Amy

Simon only huffed as he continued petting the puppy that lay sprawled on his lap. The little animal went from super energized to tuckered out extremely quickly unlike him who was fine after his reversal.

So... he was a werewolf now, a demon werewolf hybrid, which was pretty cool in and of itself if a bit weird. What was not cool was the fact he had full recollection of the event but next to no control over himself when he was in that form. All he wanted to do was run, like endlessly running and he did not even know why. It all felt so stupid right now.

Then there was the small matter of being locked in his room the whole day but sitting and waiting while a monster girl decided he made the best pillow and shoved as much of herself as she could onto his lap. Then she promptly decided to take a long nap while he waited with nothing to do while he waited in his room.

Well not really nothing, he had a long time to think about what just happened and take in what he had just become and pet the extremely soft hair/fur on the monster girl's head. It was no soft mom whose softness bordered on not possible, but given her wild demeanor he had expected much more coarse fur. The white strings were like silk as they parted beneath his ministrations, her dog ears were folded and the fur on it was much shorter but just as soft as the rest of her head.

He had become a tamer, an actual tamer. The first natural step to manhood and the start of the rest of his life. He felt the feral might that now rested in his that wanted to tear the world asunder, he also felt that raging fire that was his demonic heritage, burning like nothing ever before. There were many many more changes he had but did not know about.

Another thing he was incredibly excited about was that he would finally be allowed to get out of the house, to do what he was not sure about. All he knew was that his dad had said that they would talk about him leaving the house after he had a tame. No longer did he rely on story books to get his grand adventure, he could do it himself. All thanks to the monster girl that claimed his lap as a bed.

His mind shifted from his own problems to admiring the creature that now considered his lifelong partner, the first of many he hoped for but first nonetheless. His other hand unconsciously settled on her back and was slowly caressing her smooth soft skin all across her spine. It arced at his touch as she seemed to dig deeper into his lap, her poofy tail slowly moving back and forth.

This made him notice some other quirks, like how incredibly light she was, a good chunk of her body on him but she did not feel like she weighed anything at all. How her ears gave this twitched whenever his hands ran across them, how her tail was just as soft as her head, how despite the strength she showed earlier she did not have any defined muscle like him or cow aunt, like how now shared the bands that went around her wrists, neck, and ankles.

He did not realize why, but tears came unbidden as he continued to pet and observe the beautiful creature. And she was beautiful, in a way he could not compare. It was not an objective thing, just something he felt coming from deep inside him. He wanted to hug the creature till the end of time.

Calling her a creature did not feel right... She was not a creature, she was his forever like he was her forever.

A smile broke through his tears. He had prepared for this, he had a book on monster girl names. But the cheat sheet in question was on his desk, too far away from his reach and he sure was not going to interrupt her rest when he did not need it.

He had read through it many a time throughout the book fantasizing about what his first monster girl would be. He was okay with anything, he just wanted to be like his moms and dad. And sometimes his eyes would lock on to certain ones he thought would make perfect names for his imaginary monster girls.

One name popped into his head. It was not even conscious but the moment it came to the forefront of his mind he knew it was the perfect name for the sleeping puppy.

He whispered to her.

"From now on, your name will be Amy. May we be forever loved."

He was ripping this off a story he had read where every tame had this fancy event called a 'wedding' where the monster girl would wear a fancy dress and both would proclaim their undying love for each other. The book was average, but that one aspect stuck with him because it was a special event reserved only for the noble women of the world and the man dared to do it for his monster girls(granted there were plot and power reasons for it). He had no fancy stuff like in the books but this was his own little vow, one he promised to keep.