Chapter 4:Lopsided maturity

Till a male reaches sexual maturity his life is hectic as he has to be kept safe from the world with the only exception being, their emotional hormones are suppressed, and primary sexual functions such as arousal are also suppressed, though some secondary sexual characteristics such the breaking of one's voice follows a rapid growth rate. Their mental state is also suppressed as their body needs to focus on magically building a vessel that can withstand the terrors of the world, namely monster girls. In effect, they become 18 extremely quickly. Most research institutions are still not sure why the growth is so lopsided, though the average consensus was that it was done to prime them for monster girls. The hormonal growth was also very erratic compared to a female's or based on recordings of male growth pre-dating the Great Collapse, which was seemingly designed to make males into horny cum ejectors for at least the first ten years post-sexual maturity before their body stabilized which only seems to add additional weight to the original consensus.

"Soft mom, my penis feels very weird!"

Simon shouted first thing after he awoke at his mom, or more accurately his soft mom. Simon had a total of three moms, soft mom with all her fluffy tails, cat mom who played with him all the time, and mom mom who fed him. Right now, he needed the help of soft mom, who told him things.

Like how to hide Dad's favorite cup so he could never find it, or how to be so good at hide and seek that he never lost. She was not like his mom-mom who was boring and did not want him to have fun. She always "do this" or "do that" or "learn this" or "learn that". Soft mom was so kind and fun even if mom-mom always liked to be mean to soft mom.

She always knew exactly what to do and would also know what he felt. His penis was feeling itchy and it felt nice to touch it. But Dad said never to play with his manhood and he was a good boy. He might like to play pranks on his dad but he was a good boy who always listened and got toys for it.

There were only two strict rules. No going out of the house and no fondling his penis. Simon had always followed the two rules. Being inside his home was way more fun anyway.

But he had woken this morning to find his penis not wiggling at all but completely straight and hard. He had seen his dad get it once before and soft mom had taken care of it, he did not know how, her soft fluffy tails had covered them up. But Simon was smart, if soft mom could care of it for Dad, then she must be able to take care of it for him too.

He jumped up from bed and the momentum carried him straight to the ceiling. He promptly slammed his head against one of the enchanted wooden beams and promptly. The impact did not hurt him but made him dizzy. This was the part of his life that sucked. Every day things felt off like he was too big or too strong, and stuff like this kept happening. His dad had said it would stop after his first birthday but that was still days away and he could not wait to finally wake up and find his clothes had become too tight.

"Yes, little one."

Simon looked at the back from the ceiling while holding his head. He was not in pain, cat mom played a lot harder than the blow he suffered from jumping too high. But there was still the shock which was compounded by his soft mom just standing at the foot of his bed.

"You were not here!" He shouted accusingly, if his soft mom had come a bit faster he would not have hit his head and made a fool of himself.

"I am here now, little one. Now, tell Mommy what's wrong."

"My dick is hard and itchy!"

"Oh." That was all he got as his soft mom looked at him for a moment a wide smile got plastered on her face showing off her awesome canines, one day Simon wanted cool tooth like soft mom.

Another thing he noticed, something he had never noticed before. His soft mom was very pretty, he only had mom-mom, cat mom, cow aunt, bird aunt, and creepy aunt to compare to(his dad did not count) but she trumped them all, except for maybe mom-mom but mom-mom was mom-mom. She did not count.

"Oh, my little tails! Our boy has grown up!" She squealed in joy. Simon's eyes got glued to her bouncing chest, for some reason, those looked incredibly fun to hold right now.

Simon did not know what was going on anymore but he extended his arms out for the incoming hug. Whenever soft mom got excited or happy she wrapped her tails around him drowning him in fluff and softness. Normally he got annoyed whenever she did something like that but right now excited him a lot. So unlike every other time when it was done against his will this time he was going to start.

The smile on her face became slightly brittle as she noticed his outstretched arms.

"Sorry, little one. But soft mom can no longer hug you like she used to. It would be bad for both of us."

Simon's fluid emotions were now even more confused and slightly hurt.

"Why?" He asked unsure of himself now.

"Hmm... I may not be the best at explaining this... hold on. Let me get your father."

Simon blinked and soft mom was no longer at the foot of his bed she was no longer in his room, leaving Simon alone. On the bright side, his penis was no longer weird. On the other, soft mom's words had sent him for a spin. What did she mean when she said she could no longer hug him? Did he do something wrong, did growing up mean he could no longer play with any of his moms? He did not want to grow up if that was the case.

Also, why did he feel so bad when she said she could no longer hug him? He should be happy, no more annoying hugs but her words were making his tummy feel weird. It was a very bad kind of weird.

Simon smashed his face down into the pillow and yelled into the pillow suddenly feeling very frustrated. Simon suddenly started feeling very angry, what was happening to him?

He did not know then that his 'growth stage' was over and puberty was about to hit him like a truck. His entire teenage years were going to be completed in the span of about a month. All the rapid succession of emotions was his body trying to come to grips with all the new hormones injected into the system all at once and it would get a lot worse before it got better. Thankfully, Simon did not know any better and his young mind was still pliable and adaptable; he would get through it, and everybody did. The havoc caused in the process was anyone's guess.