Chapter 12:Unsupervised playtime

Simon was wrestling with Amy, who was currently in her play mode. He had been stuck in the house for the last ten or so days without the presence of the three most important people and if not for the fourth, Amy, and his books, he would have gone legitimately insane. Thankfully, when one has a companion as active as Amy, it was very very hard to get bored. She ran on two modes, play and sleep. There was also hungry mode but that was every monster girl that ever existed, based on everything he knew anyway.

A thing he realized was that Amy was brutally strong, so much so that he knew without a fraction of a doubt that she was actually playing with him right now.

Why? The shattered remnants of wood that used to be his chair were the proof. He had once tried to break something in this house, but no matter what he did everything seemed to be Simon's proof. Not Amy proof apparently as his poor chair could attest to. From then on, he made sure that he accompanied Amy in her play mode because the one thing she would never break was him.

Another thing he realized was that Amy could talk quite well, she just chose to reduce her speech to small quips and dog noises because, in her own words, 'I do not like to think, it makes my head hurt, I want to play!'.

His thoughts distracted him for just a bit too long, and that was enough for the victor to be decided. She shoved her head into his naked crotch and consumed his manhood into her mouth heralding the end of their game and play session in general.

Outside of that first time when he was literally dying from trying to feed her, actually feeding her turned out to be quite easy, and enjoyable. He had been afraid it would be incredibly draining, but no, it was not even tiring like in so many pieces of literature. And feeding time led into nap time, mostly with his dick still in her mouth. This meant reading time for him, this was the strategy he had come up with whenever he wanted time to himself. A game where if she won the prize was feeding time. Reading was his greatest hobby, and he spent huge chunks of the day reading. With Amy, that time went down a lot, and he did not even have lessons hanging over his head. Not that he would trade it for anything but sometimes Simon just wanted to go nose-deep in a book.

As she was still going down on him settling into his lap which was 'her space' he picked up the book laying on the bed that he still had not finished over the last five days, a crime in his opinion, but a necessary sacrifice for the playful and loveable puppy.

He had a talent for shutting everything out when he was invested in a book and that included some rather stimulated areas of his own body. Now to see what happened to the first woman to ever become a tamer.

But reality being the monster that it was decided that was the exact moment something needed to happen and he heard a loud knock on the door. Amy still was busy eating but her ears went erect and rotated to face the door.

Simon silently cursed in his mind as he shouted.

"Come in!"

"Thank ya greatly." He heard the unique accent of his cow aunt as she opened the door to his room only to look stop in her tracks as she stared at the two.

"Well... Crush me sideways, I guess I managed to pop in at the most enconvenient time ever." She said scratching her horn, her demeanor calm and friendly just like always even if there seemed to be an invisible wall between him and her like all his aunts. After 'growing up' even cat mom joined the list.

"It's fine. Go on." Simon said as he gave an internal sigh.

He was sad to say but they had seen worse and he had lost his shame when he was born to a literal sex demon.

"Welp. Nothing for it then. It is time for you to leave the house." She said casually bouncing back from her initial surprise very easily. Mellow was the game with cow aunt and it was very hard to break her stride.

"Sure," Simon said reflexively as he always had done before. Then the words traveled to his brain, actually got processed, and then what he really wanted to say came out including an exaggerated bodily reaction as he hopped to his feet. Amy though was a tenacious animal and did not let such a petty action ruin her meal, she hung on to him which had added effect of creating a monster girl's underwear(which was a gear form but not with the regular body which was still out and about).

"What?!" exclaimed the boy with a monster girl suckling on him attached to his hip like glue.