Chapter 6:Despondant adolescence

Simon was feeling lonely, the last six months were a whirlwind of weird feelings his dad dubbed 'accelerated puberty'. He would randomly get angry, sad, happy, and mellow cycling through them multiple times a day. To top it half his moms and all his aunts became very distant including his cat mom who used to play with him all day and barely gave him time anymore.

For a while, it was his father, soft mom, and mom-mom that prevented him from getting a complete meltdown. Over the last six months, his dad was his rock. He taught him how to be an adult, how to read, how to write, and a host of other things that all focused on the practical side of things.

Soft mom instead taught him how to be in tune with his wants and needs. How to express his emotions and the difference between right and wrong. She taught him how to behave and act depending on the situation. How social structures worked, and how he needed to act differently based on who he was interacting with. Most of the things she taught went above his head but he could catch a few things here and there. Like tamed monster girls were the best thing ever and he would soon have one to call family. When that happened he needed to treat them right and not take their love for granted. He understood this because in his head he was just being asked to imitate his dad and his moms which he like he could do.

Surprisingly mom-mom also got involved, although she did so in secret. She did so by coming to meet him in very vivid dreams where she played with him. His mom-mom who was always distant, would come into his dreams every night and play with him. All she asked in exchange was that he kept their interactions a secret, which he was very happy to do. Despite all the attention he got from his dad and soft mom neither seemed interested in just having fun, packing his whole day with stuff with no room for breaks or enjoyment, so mom-mom became his haven, at least in this regard.

With such a jampacked everyday life there should be no room for him to be lonely but that could not be further from the truth. Over time the interactions between his parents especially the first two felt monotonous. He missed the closeness he had before he 'grew up', only his mom-mom still felt the same. No, she felt better than before. Dad and soft mom had changed, they were not as fun to be around but he was very thankful for the attention they still gave. There is also the matter of his penis.

After that first day, his dad gave him medicine that he said would make it easier for him to adjust to the changes that were happening to him. It worked. He had not felt the desire to touch his penis at all since that day all those months ago, but in recent times the feeling had slowly come back despite daily intake of the medicine.

He also missed the physical touch. None of his parents came to much physical contact with him and he missed it, even his dad who should have been okay to touch because he was not a monster girl but even he kept a slight but noticeable physical distance. He had openly asked all three of his parents about this and he got varying answers all of which boiled down to that he had to wait.

Then there was also the fact that he felt extremely cooped up. He had only seen the outside world through the books his dad made him read(he could complete one in a day now) and the windows scattered throughout the house, he wanted to know what lay beyond the walls of his birth. Using his soft mom's advice he asked this question and got the same answer for all three.

This one he thought he himself could do something about and had attempted to leave the house but when your schedule was so full and an aunt that was like creepy aunt was hanging around, escape was impossible. He was not even punished for his multiple attempts, that was just how futile it was.

He had also tried annoying the shit out of his parents, in some books he read, the children were thrown out where they were devoured by monster girls, and some days that would appeal to him greatly. As such he would do things even his soft mom had warned him not to do. Most of the time, he outright failed, and the once in the blue moon event where he succeeded they only took it in stride. Even that avenue had come up short.

Simon needed something to change quickly because every day he felt slightly more alone and constricted. Even his mom-mom was slowly becoming not enough for him. There was something missing in his life, something he could understand or even articulate to his parents who despite their recent downward trend tried to listen.