Life after the Party

Or

Picking up Monster Girls

Chapter One

Yawning I stretched and felt the sun as the first rays of morning licked my skin. The warmth of the light was a contrast to the chill in the Oklahoma Morning. As I moved I felt something, or rather someone, laying in front of me. I opened my eyes and saw a mess of pink curls.

My eyes tried to think of what had happened, and slowly memories began to surface. Last night I had been talked into a friends into going to a block party. The music was fun, mostly classic rock and party tunes, the atmosphere was nice, lots of decent beer, good food, friends, and I might have stayed a bit longer than I should have.

My eyes were suddenly attracted to to the odd pair of ears on the top of the head. I looked for a head band, wondering if perhaps I'd brought a cosplayer home, but there was no band. Instead the body before me stretched.

The blanket moved, revealing a smooth both with a lighter pink coat of fur covering her body. She was curvy, the borderline between curvy and bbw that was exactly the kind of woman I loved to admire.

Memories of the exchange bill that had passed, the 'monster' girls from our own world, and the species from alternate realities that had began to settle here came to my mind.

Slowly a pair of crystal blue eyes looked back at my own. Her eyes were almost comedically large, and they were so very expressive. I could see the confusion setting in on her well.

"Ummm, Hi. Not to mean anything, but I'm not in the habit of going home with a strange stallion and letting him pop my pinata, so yeah..."

She began to set up, and I tried not to notice the large cantilope sized breasts that seemed to defy gravity, "So my name's Pinkie Pie, what's your's?"

From down the hall I heard a loud gasp from my roommate. Before either of us could answer I followed her down the hall and we looked in to see another one like her, only buttery yellow, pink hair and tail, and a pair of wings.

"Wow, that must have been some party last night, huh Flutters?" Pinkie asked.

I heard a sound and looked to see my third roommate stick his head out. Unlike both myself, and my other roommate, he had the disadvantage, or advantage, of being one of the living dead. He looked at what was going on.

"Seriously, if you guys are going to bring home girls to bag either bring enough for everybody, or keep it down. You're being loud enough to wake the dead."

I shook my head at my living dead roommate. I couldn’t complain too much. He paid his part of the rent, went in on the food budget, and managed to do it all from his work as a Youtuber. There was a ton of people that seemed to not be able to get over the novelty of a Zombie reviewing Zombie movies and anime. I’ve even watched some of it with him. So far he was doing a bit over Highschool of the Dead, and I’ve heard him laughing his ass off at the action on the screen.

My attention went back to the woman currently beside me. Unsure of what to do exactly I decided the best course of action was to at least be something of a gentleman and offer breakfast. The offer made, accepted, and clothing for everyone found, the four of us gathered around the small table that had seemed to be lasting better than we had expected. After all furniture from Walmart wasn’t exactly known for its high quality.

I looked around the kitchen and instantly my eyes settled on a box from Daylight Doughnuts. It had been an impulse purchase, one that I was glad I made, and I opened it to reveal two muffins, an apple fritter, and three strawberry cake doughnuts. I hung back letting the girls, and my living roommate Josh, dig out what they wanted. After a few moments I grabbed the remaining apple fritter, and I bit into the overly sweet taste of it. I looked at Pinkie Pie who was currently giving little moans of pleasure as she ate the strawberry cake doughnuts. She finished them, looked toward me, and then at Josh.

“Ummm, so, where are we?”

I gave a smile, “We’re in Broken Arrow. This is my, Josh, and Andrew’s house,” I shook my head, “Andrew is the guy that stuck his head out back in the hall.”

Pinkie nodded, “Oh, he looked a little sick. Is he okay?”

I looked at Josh who shrugged, “Ummm, he’s a zombie.”

She blinked, “what?”

I shrugged, “He’s a zombie. He’s a member of the living dead. In his case I think that it was some kind of necromancy that brought him back. I’m not a hundred percent certain, but I know that he could fill you in on it a lot better than I can.”

I heard shuffling footsteps, and looking over I watched as Andrew came in, walked toward the freezer, opened it, took out a small package, and the placed it into the microwave. That was the one thing that I wasn’t sure I was ever going to get used to. I was cool with almost everything else, but after a moment I began to smell the smell of his meal defrosting, then he took it out, grabbed a bowl, and proceeded to dump his now defrosted cow brains into it. He then grabbed some frosted flakes dumped them on top, and mixed the two together for a moment. After that he sat down and proceeded to happily munch on his breakfast.

He gave a look toward both of the girls, “Hey.”

Pinkie smiled, “Hi! So, you’re a Zombie?”

He nodded, “Yeah,” he swallowed his bite, “So, what do you want to know?”

She studied him a moment, “Nothing, I just never met a zombie before.”

He shrugged, “Nothing special. I used to be like either one of these jerks, and then boom, I date some chick when Kennedy is president, she takes me back to her place, and next thing I know is that I’m hanging upside while she’s reading from some weird book bound in skin and inked in blood.”

He took another bite of his breakfast, “Seems that she had the grand idea of binding my soul to this corpse. So unlike some of my ‘cousins’ I don’t really rot unless I don’t have my steady diet of brains.”

I watched as her face as she came to realize what it was that he was eating. She gulped slightly, “Ummm okay…”

He rolled his eyes, “They’re from a butcher in the area. Luckily the magic that binds me to this body wasn’t specific on the type of brains. I mainly do cow, and I just warm them up in the microwave and mix them with foods I liked when I was alive.”

He finished his bowl of breakfast and got up, “Well, the reaction video isn’t going to do itself,” he said as he started to walk out. He paused for just a second, “Say, anyone up for a party tonight?”

I watched him for a moment, “We went to a block party last night.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “Oh, that was last night? Damn, oh well. Later.”

With that he walked out of the room. Pinkie looked at her breakfast and then she looked at Fluttershy who was eating her muffins as if nothing had happened.

“Fluttershy?”

She stopped and looked at her, “Yes?”

Sitting there I watched as Pinkie shrugged, “Didn’t you hear him?”

Fluttershy nodded, “Uh huh, but it’s not that big of a deal.”

Pinkie studied her for a moment, “Really? I thought that it would bother you more than me.”

I watched as she shook her head, “Oh no, I help take care of bears and animals like that. It’s not a big deal to me. They eat a lot of meat, and besides I read about the different beings over here before we came. Twilight said we should study.”

There was a slight giggle from Pinkie Pie, and she seemed to relax. After breakfast I offered them a ride to wherever it was they were staying. We walked outside and my old Ford F150 extended cab was waiting on us. I opened the door and both of the girls, and Josh got into the cab. I noticed that Josh and Fluttershy took the bench seat in the back leaving Pinkie and myself plenty of space up front. Once everyone was situated I started what had been the top of line in automotive technology back in 1977 and soon it roared to life.

Following the directions given we arrived at a very small, and conservative, apartment complex. I walked with the girls inside only to find several bundles of luggage, including two sets of saddlebags that matched the color of their coats, sitting in the lobby. I walked with Pinkie up to the manager’s desk, and he proceeded to inform them that their deposit, and first two months rent, had been returned to their accounts. When asked what happened he explained that the building had been sold, and the new owners was closing it down, renovating it, and it would be ready for all species next year.

With that said both of the girls looked worried. I shared a glance at Josh who nodded. I explained that we had an extra room back at the house. It wasn’t much, basically just enough for a set of bunk beds, a couple of desks, maybe a shelf, and a closet. The girls hugged us, and with that we loaded their stuff into the back of the truck.

Author's Note

(AN: I couldn't help it. I'm a huge fan of Monster Musume, and I had to go ahead and write something to keep that kind of feel, but add a little something to it. More of the Equestrians may come over in the future, but for the moment I'm keeping it at just Pinkie and Flutters.)