Monster Musume: New Life

[Colin Yeo]

Prologue: Waking up

Steel doors were wrenched opened with great ease and the zombie girl Zombina entered the dark room brandishing her two favourite submachine guns with their light attachments on, followed closely behind by her fellow M.O.N. Liminal operatives.

Following close behind were a small platoon of special forces soldiers, their leader being a tall woman with blue eyes and blonde hair tucked in her helmet, a lieutenant rank plastered on her bulletproof vest.

"Great work as always, Door Breaker Tio." The shapeshifter Doppel noted with a teasing grin.

"Oh, stop teasing me, Doppel!" The ogre girl Tio cried out, "You know how I feel about that nickname!"

"Please focus, you two." The leader scolded them, "And stay alert."

"…Someone's cranky, today. The coffee machine ran out of beans or something?"

"Ma'am, I found the light switch."

"Turn it on."

The monoeye Monako obliged and pulled the switch, the lights soon flickering on and illuminating the room, revealing white sterile walls and matching tables with various flasks and test tubes placed messily, as well as various forms of scientific machinery.

All in all, it was as stereotypical of a mad scientist lab as portrayed in every form of media possible, one that was clearly abandoned.

"To think that mad doctor would have a lab all the way out here…" Zombina dragged her finger over one of the tables and looked at the layer of dust on it, "But it looked like it had been abandoned for quite a while."

"That means he's long gone by now…" The lieutenant let out a long sigh, "Guess it was too good to be true."

"He sure is resourceful; turning an abandoned military base of all places into a lab." Doppel noted as she picked up one of the vials, "We would have never knew if the bastard hadn't gotten spotted the locals."

"Even then, he was sharp enough to know we were coming…"

To be fair, this came from a lead that had been a couple of months old, more than enough time for the bastard to take notice of their presence in town and sneak away before they could even reached here.

"Hm?"

The lieutenant took notice of one of the tables, it stood out for being the only one that didn't have any scientific apparatus on it.

On that table were several papers and files scattered all over it along with an old school computer and matching CPU; one that clearly had been pulled straight out of a dump site and repurposed.

And by the soft sounds of its fan, it was not turned off.

'Looks like he forgot to destroy his computer this time. Let's see if he also forget to clear his history.'

With an experienced hand, she began looking through the outdated computer system and checking all the files within its memory banks.

Within minutes, countless banking forms and medical reports appeared on the screen, each signed in the name of its owner: Dr Jackal Hyde.

'Oh lookie here… more evidence to search those places… guess this mission wasn't a complete bust.'

"Ma'am." One of the soldiers reported with a small grimace, "We found a room connected to this place, and his victims."

"…How bad is it?"

"…I think you should see it for yourself."

With his ominous words hanging in the air, she along with the M.O.N squad made their way into a room in question.

Tio immediately covered her eyes in fright while Zombina let out a growl at the sight before her.

"That bastard really went far and beyond for this one."

In the massive room were at least a couple dozen tanks filled with some transparent fluid, each with a medical apparatus as well as an IV drip that fed several thin tubes of mysterious serum into the person laying within.

At least, what was once a person.

Words couldn't describe how disfigured the victims had become, their bodies no longer having a human form after being morphed into an indescribable mess of flesh and body parts, with parts of it turning into animal limbs or horns.

One even looked to have his body morphed multiple different animal parts, the process no doubt causing immense pain as what was left of his face frozen in agony.

"And here I thought it couldn't get any worst…" Doppel grimaced as she took a peek at one of the bodies, immediately regretting as she held back her bile, "That bastard really is sick in the head…"

"Wuah… ca-can't we go now…?" Tio cried, her hands still covering her eyes, "You know I'm not good with such scary things…"

"No one is stopping you, Tio." Zombina pointed out, before something caught her eyes, "Hm? Is that…?"

She walked up to one of the tanks, the body inside wasn't like any of the others in the fact that it wasn't a grotesque mess of animal parts.

If anything, it was probably the only 'proper' body among them, retaining a humanoid shape despite its animalistic features.

And its chest was rising up and down in sync with the breathing apparatus.

"Hey, over here! This one is still alive!"

"Over here as well!!"

"Same here!! We have a live one!"

The lieutenant immediately reached for her comms, "Command, this is Mango-1, requesting immediate medical evac for three! I repeat, we have three alive victims!"

[Co-Copy that, Mango-1! Chopper is on the way!]

It didn't take long for them to unplug and remove them from the tanks they were sleeping, the three victims being the first on the list to have been found alive and not mutated corpse.

The problem was that while they were alive, their bodies were still changed by the experimentation; and their existence would send ripples through the world for better, and for worse.

---

The softness of the mattress on my back, the warmth of the blanket covering my body, the fluffiness of the pillow my head was resting on, the sunlight shining in from the window.

Those were first things I noticed when I woke up from my drug induced slumber, the second being the familiar dull white walls of a hospital room and the soft beeping a medical apparatus next to me.

"Doctor! He's awake!"

"Ah! Quick! Call them in!"

Groggily turning my head, I came face to face with the owners of the two voices; a tall man in a white doctor's coat and a woman in a nurse attire, with the latter m leaving the room in a hurry.

'A doctor and a nurse, huh. I guess I really am in a hospital…'

The tall man spoke first with a small smile, "Hello there. How are you feeling?"

I opened my mouth to reply, but I was met with a very dry throat that had me in a coughing fit, which the doctor quickly remedied by bringing me a small bottle with a straw attached to the mouth of it.

"Here, take a few sips."

Embarrassed at the fact that I needed to be fed, I leaned forward and did as he said; the cold water soothing my dry throat as I let out a soft sigh from relief.

"Thank you—"

The remaining words of my gratitude were immediately cut off when I heard my own voice, and it wasn't the masculine tone that I know of.

Instead, what came out was the soft voice of a young lady, and not of a young man that I know I was, which shouldn't be possible outside of editing software.

"Sir, please do not panic—"

"What happened to my voice!? Why do I sound like this!? What did you—"

I quickly got up and reached out for the doctor, before pausing at what I saw.

My arms, my normal human arms, was now completely covered in green scales akin to a monitor lizard; my palms were also larger with thing and long fingers that had sharp claws the end in place of nails.

And now that I was sitting upright, my chest suddenly felt heavier than normal, as if someone had glued two water bags onto me.

So I looked down, and saw two c-cup breasts sticking out of my chest beneath the hospital gown. And when cup them through the cloth, I could feel my skin rubbing against it.

That instantly made me aware of the draft between my legs as I immediately pulled away the blanket to reveal my legs that were also covered in the same scales as my arms and shaped more like a lizard's hind legs.

This was definitely not my body; when did I turned into a Liminal!? And a female one at that!!

"Wh-What in the hell is this!? What happened to me!?!?"

"Sir! Please calm down!" The doctor told me, "Everything will be explained to you shortly—"

"Calm down!?" I shouted at him, "My arms have scales! I have boobs! My dick is gone! What the hell happened to me!!"

Then I finally remembered it all, what had transpired before waking up in this hospital room.

It was in the middle of the night. Winter had just rolled around and I was just on my way home from an intense gaming session at one of my college friends' place.

But when I was just turning a corner, some guy leaped at me from the shadows and shoved a wet cloth into my face; the smell of chemicals overwhelming my senses as I felt myself drift away into the darkness.

I remembered vaguely waking up strapped in some water-filled tank with a breathing mask attached to my mouth alongside other similar tanks, my body ompletely without clothes as several medical pad attached to my skin.

A blurry figure appearing in the corner of my vision before I drifted back to sleep, just as I felt a needle penetrated my skin.

That was the extent of my memories until now, and it all point to one conclusion.

"You…! You did this to me…!"

The doctor stepped back in terror but was unable to escape my grasp as I pounced on him with all my might, tackling him to the ground as I grabbed his shirt's collar and shook him back and forth in rage.

"Change me back right now!!"

"Pl-Please, sir, you have to calm down!"

"You don't get to tell me to calm down, you mad scientist!"

"You've got it all wrong!! It wasn't me that did this to you!!"

"Nice try, but who else is here besides—Guah!?"

Something smashed into my head out of nowhere, knocking me off the doctor and onto the floor; as I tried to get up, the cold metal of a pistol was pressed onto my forehead that halted my movements immediately.

The one holding onto the pistol was a Liminal girl in bright yellow tactical gear, a kind of zombie Liminal judging by the mismatched skin tone and surgical strings all over her body.

Her mismatched eyes staring past spiky red hair as her sharp teeth was bared in a wide grin. "You better calm down, before I put one between your eyes."

"Grr… you work for this psycho!?" I screamed at her, "Do you have any idea what he did to me!?"

"You have the wrong guy." She told me, "Hell, we are looking for him ourselves."

"You're lying—"

"I'm afraid not. Zombina here is speaking the truth."

The sounds of high heels echoed in the hospital room as another person entered the room pushing a hospital wheelchair, a woman with long black hair dressed in a business suit and skirt with matching stockings.

She was also wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered her eyes, which was an odd choice considering that we were indoors.

"How nice of you to finally wake up, Kazama Ryuki."

"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" I asked her.

"You may call me Smith, and I'm sure you have many questions. But first…" She patted the wheelchair, "Up and at em."

The zombie girl stowed her guns away before pulling me up my feet and haphazardly shoving me into the wheelchair; it was clear that she wasn't used to handling patients at all.

I had read on the net about a special task force consisting solely of Liminals, M.O.N if I remember it right; perhaps she was one of them?

"Where are you taking me!?"

"We will answer your questions in due time. Right now, we can't keep the others waiting any longer."

"Others… wait, I wasn't the only one that got changed!?"

"Yup~! And they are oh so eager to meet you!"

With those words, she rolled me out and down the hospital corridor, followed close behind by the zombie girl from before.

At this point, I was racking my brain trying make sense of what was going on.

First I was drugged into a coma, then I woke up in this hospital as a lizard girl Liminal of all things; a part of me want to believe that this wasn't real, that I was still in a coma and was just dreaming all of this up.

Yet I could feel the cold air on my exposed skin, hear the sounds of my wheelchair, smell the sterilizing chemicals in the air; all telling me that I was wide awake and this was reality, even if I wished to deny it.

Then, we passed by a calendar and my heart froze when I saw what was on it.

"Um… what was today's date?" I asked.

"…why did you ask?" She asked back.

"Because I saw the calendar, and it looked like it was two years in the future. Which can't be right, is it?"

Smith shared a concerned glance with her zombie colleague before giving me an answer that made me feel faint.

"No, it's right, Kazama-san. You had been gone for two years."

---

It didn't take long for them to wheel me into another room, this one much bigger than the room I woke up in though with the same sterile white walls and windows.

Most of it was empty space with the exception of the chairs placed along the walls and the projector on a trolley placed in the middle of the room connected to a laptop next to it.

It was also occupied by people in the same black suit as Smith's as well, as well as Liminal girls in the same tactical attire as Zombina; though one of them was buck naked with only her long white hair covering parts of her dark skin.

There were also two other Liminals in wheelchairs and wearing the same hospital gowns as me, both their eyes widened when I wheeled between the two as a sense of understanding was wordlessly conveyed between us.

Were they the same as me? Victims of being forcefully changed into Liminals? Had they also lost two years of their lives?

I still couldn't believe it; I had been missing for two years, two years of my life that had been ripped away from me without even realizing it.

Did anyone look for me? My friends? My family? Were they still looking? Or did they consider me already dead? Did they hold a funeral for me?

All those questions left me once the door closed behind us as Smith pushed me to join the two Liminals before joining her fellow colleagues in similar attire.

Moments later, the door opened once more and a cmiddle-aged man walked in front of us, next to him was the same doctor I had just attacked moments ago.

He let out a cough before addressing us, "Greetings. I am Detective Sugihara Minato of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police, the lead detective of this case. This here is Doctor Usui Takeshi."

"I'm glad to see you all awake." The doctor noted happily, though he made sure to not make any eye contact with me, "I'm sure you all have many questions about your current… predicament."

"Damn right, we have some fucking questions!! Look at my arms!! And my feet!! What the hell happened to us!?!?"

The first to voice out their questions in rather thuggish manner was the snarling harpy on the right of me, her child-like voice not fitting with the vulgar words that came out of her mouth.

Usui stumbled a little before Sugihara stepped forward, "While I understand your anger, I suggest you calm down and not yell at the good doctor."

"Tch." The harpy clicked her tongue before crossing her arms-wings.

"Now then, allow me to explain." The detective turned on the projector that projected a photo of a familiar man onto the screen behind him, "How many of you recognise this man?"

"That's Jackal Hyde, isn't it? That mad scientist from the news?"

The one who answered was the female Minotaur on my left, one that had the look of an elder in contrast of her actual youthful appearance; he was remarkably calm in our current circumstances.

Though the name Jackal Hyde definitely rings a lot of bells, and allowed me to finally piece it all together.

When Liminals first revealed their existence to the world, several scientists from all over the globe saw them as specimens to study, as the key to a breakthrough in genetic engineering.

It took countless appeals and petitions over the course of a decade to include several new laws to protect them from such unethical studies; though that did not stop them from doing such thing in the shadows.

Dr Jackal Hyde was one such scientist, a prodigy in the field of genetics that saw the Liminals as signs that humanity had the potential evolve even further than they already had, and that he had the smarts to bring such an evolution into fruition.

And he did, and his first victim ended up a monstrous hybrid of that couldn't be called a human or a Liminal that died during the process.

His research was quickly shut down, and all funding for it had been pulled from all possible fronts; but that did not deter him from continuing with his work and took to operating in the underbelly of society.

As years went by, the list of his kidnapped victims grew with the number of his hidden labs being discovered all over the world, with the bodies becoming more grotesque each time.

I heard that even Liminals weren't spared from his experiments, which quickly got M.O.N. involved in the collaborative effort with Interpol to track him down.

And each time they though they had cornered him, he would find a way at to evade capture before disappearing yet again.

Seeing as they brought him up…

"It was him." I concluded, "He is the one that did this to us; we were victims of his crazy experiments."

"Wait, are you for real!?" The harpy cried out, "Wasn't all his victims dead while looking all fucked up and shit!?"

"You are indeed correct." Sugihara nodded, "We were investigating his last known location when we happened upon one of his labs. You three are the only subjects in there we managed to bring back alive. It was honestly a miracle."

"Some miracle this is." I noted, looking at my non-human arms, "I'm alive, but changed into this… this…!"

"Liminal is the word you are looking for." The naked Liminal girl behind me voiced out, "Or what, are you disgusted by us or something?"

"Stop it, Doppel." Smith reprimanded her.

"Yeah, I know, I know…"

"Could you change us back?" The minotaur asked them, "Return us back to normal?"

"I'm afraid that's impossible." Usui tapped on the laptop and the screen changed to several medical charts, "Your entire genetic code has been completely altered to the point that there's hardly any of your original human genes left. Even if we found a way to undo the transformation, we won't have anything to use as a base."

"Then… we're stuck like this forever!?" The harpy screamed out, "Is this some fucking joke!? How are we suppose to live now!?"

One of Smith's colleagues quickly stepped forward and addressed us, "I assure you that the government will do its utmost best to help you re-integrate into society. However, you will be given new identities under the Cultural Exchange Program."

"New—Are you saying we have to change our identies too!?"

"Unfortunately, we can't announce your survival to the world." Sugihara explained, "You three are the only survivors of his experiments, which itself is proof that his research has some credibility. Your very existence could entice other scientists into following in his footsteps, leaving more victims in their wake."

"Th-That's…"

I had to agree with the detective here, even if it irks me to do so; if it was made public that changing someone into a Liminal was possible, we could be seeing a giant upheaval of any possible levels.

And seeing how degenerate some people on the net were about Liminal girls, I could imagine the kind of stuff some of them would do with this kind of knowledge.

Still, to have to start a new life under a brand new identity, without being able to contact my family or any of my friends…

"Now, with that out of the way, allow me to explain what is going to happen to you moving forward."

They then explained all that we would be going through the next couple of weeks or so.

For starters, we would be staying in this hospital for further medical examinations, a precaution to make sure our bodies weren't going to suddenly break down or mutate into some abomination.

While we were here, we would also be studying our respective species biology and undergoing physical therapy to help us better familiarize ourselves to our new bodies.

Once the weeks were over, we would be issued our new identities and dispatched to coordinators who would help find us homes where we would be staying under the Interspecies Homestay Program.

I recalled one of my friends had tried signing up for the program just for the sake of sharing a home with some sexy monster girl, though he was denied seeing that his place didn't match the requirements they had set.

It did turn into a discussion on what kind of monster girl we would like to share a home with, before devolving into which monster girl would be the best for the bed.

To think I would end up being on the other side of that discussion…

"Well then, we will be leaving you all to talk amongst yourselves. I'm sure you all have much to discuss." Smith informed us as she and her colleagues left the room, "We will be back in an hour, so take your time."

With those last words, she closed the door and left the three of us alone in the huge room; we each looked at each other in silence as I tried to process all the information I had just been given.

This hadn't been what I'd imagined my life would end up going; I had planned on finishing college, and then working at an IT company, maybe buying a house, then getting hitched sometime in my late twenties.

Getting changed into a lizard girl and forced to change my identity for the sake of the world was not one of them.

"Um… why don't we introduce ourselves?" The minotaur pointed out, "We will be living together for the next couple of weeks or so, after all."

"Tch, I guess." The harpy noted with a grumble, "Then I'll start. The name's Matou Kuroki! Leader of the Heavenly Wheel Riders!"

"…Isn't that a biker gang from Kyushu?" I pointed out, "Wasn't their leader some high school drop out?"

"You got a fucking problem with that, asshole!?"

"I'm…just pointing it out…"

It was honestly hard to be scared when the one glaring at you looked like an elementary school girl, even if she had the mannerisms of a third-rate gangster.

With platinum blonde hair resembling a bird's nest, big yellow eyes and button nose, dark tanned skin with a child's figure, she looked just like a gyaru elementary school girl if it weren't for her white wings and sharp talons.

Unlike the harpy I know of from surfing the net, her wings were small and the size of a human arm of her stature, and her legs had large claws resembling of an ostrich.

From my limited understanding of bird biology, her species were probably the type to run rather than fly; fitting seeing as she was a former biker and all that.

"I'm next, then." The minotaur noted, "My name is Takeshi Shinji. I'm just a farmer living out in the boonies."

"Yeah, I figured." Kuroki noted, "You talked like some old geezer."

"Haha, well I can't really change the way I speak now."

It was truly odd to hear an old man's way of speech in the tone of a young lady, especially considering the appearance of her current body.

Two cow horns protruded out of the mess of dark grey hair, with white bangs swept to the sides revealing the dark brown eyes, long grey cow hooves; and a glance down revealed the largest pair of breasts I had ever laid my eyes on.

They were so big that the hospital gown had trouble holding them in, the two enormous mammaries were being squished down by the gown's thin fabric while the hard nipples could be seen poking out of it.

If I still had my manhood, I would have the largest boner right about now; though the old man style of talking would be a huge turn off.

"Alright then, my turn. I'm Kazama Ryuki. A college student studying for my IT degree."

"Ryuki… what a strong name you have there." Shinji noted with a smile, "Your parents must have great expectations for you."

"Heh, maybe…" I noted.

"A college student, a farmer, and a biker, huh?" Kuroki noted, "That Jackal Hyde bastard like some variety with his victims, huh?"

"Speaking of which, what was your last memory before… all of this?" I asked them, "Mine was getting drugged by him when I tried to help him up."

"The bait and switch; classic." Kuroki noted, "Mine was getting jumped by some druggie in an alley, stabbed me with a syringe before bailing."

"That sounds mighty dangerous…" Shinji noted, "The last thing I recall was opening the door for the delivery man, then getting some weird smelling cloth shoved into my face."

"Looks like he have the same method with each of us." I stated, "Knock out the victim, then drag them away to his hideout."

"He truly is a piece of shit…!" Kuroki growled, "If I ever get my hands on him…!"

"…Don't you mean wings?"

"You don't need to point that out!!"

"This has been quite the turn of events." Shinji pointed out, "To think I'll be turned into one of them Liminals. Life truly has its way of surprising you."

"You sure are taking this really well, Takeshi-san." I pointed out, "Aren't you a little angry at all of this?"

"A little, yes. But I find that in my age that there's little worth being angry about anything. You just have to work with what you have been dealt with."

"…Even if it meant not seeing your family ever again?"

"My wife died a few years ago, and I had been getting weaker over the years. My kids would probably think I had passed somewhere and hold a funeral for me. Hah, imagine attending my own funeral…"

It was honestly kind of sad to think about; that this old farmer had been living on his own and was just counting down the days till he passed. No wonder he was so calm despite everything.

"What about you two?" Shinji suddenly asked us, "Do you think your family will miss you?"

"Nah. My parents cut ties with me once I dropped out of high school." Kuroki told us, "Called me a disgrace of a son. I had been couch surfing with my bros for a few months before… you know."

I flinched at how casually he explained his situation, "Damn, talk about brutal."

"Eh, I've gotten over it. What about you, Kazama? Any family that might miss you?"

"…my aunt, maybe."

Kuroki's eyes widened as she leaned forward with a grin, "Is she hot?"

"Ew, no! What is wrong with you!?" I cried out, "My parents died when I was little, and she had been raising me and my cousin as a single mother ever since. She's basically my mom at this point."

"…is your cousin hot?"

"She's a minor! You don't even have a dick anymore!"

"…you don't have to keep pointing it out…"

The thought of not being able to see or talk to them was quite sobering to the reality I had to deal with from today onwards; I wonder how they were doing now.

The last time I saw my cousin, she was in her last semester of middle school and studying for her entrance exam; she was probably in high school now, probably made some new friends as well.

And my friends, they had to have graduated by now, probably found jobs and maybe even girlfriends of their own; I know that one of them had a childhood sweetheart back home that he was planning on confessing to.

I wondered if he managed to do so, and what was the results? Did he get hitched to her? Or did she rejected him?

Yet none of those questions would ever get answered now.

"Hey, chin up." Kuroki told me as she slapped my back with her wing, "It's not like your life is over, right?"

"Indeed; you are still young." Shinji nodded, "You still have a whole new life ahead of you. And we will be with you all the way."

"…yeah. You're right. Thanks."

This was my life now, whether I liked it or not. Moping around about what I had to let go wouldn't change anything. What I should be doing was to make the best out of it.

At the very least, I was not alone on this.

"…say, do any of you know how to use the restroom like this?"

"…it can't be that hard. Why did you ask?"

"Because I really need to go!! Damn it, why wasn't I turned into a Liminal with hands!?!?"

Yeah, one small step at a time.

…
To be continued…​

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Welcome to a new fic!!

Yeah, this is just some random idea that popped into my head one day and just won't go away. So I thought I just write it out and see how it goes from here.

Let's be real, when you hear about MonMusu, the first thing you all think about is Monster girls and titties, right? Classic ecchi stuff and all that.

Well, so did I, but it made me wonder if we could make use of this setting for something darker. I mean, there has to be a reason why there was task force created to deal with Liminal issues, right?

So, here we are, mad scientist and forced body modification! A classic setting!

With that, I thank you all for reading this!​

 

[Echoes]

You have my attention now. I'll be looking forward to more.

 

[xenahortX]

okay... color me impresed, you made a worm lite in a ecchi world.

wathed

 

[Colin Yeo]

okay... color me impresed, you made a worm lite in a ecchi world.

wathed

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WORM lite? I've never even watched WORM, so mind explaining it to me?

 

[xenahortX]

WORM lite? I've never even watched WORM, so mind explaining it to me?

Click to shrink...

Básically a dark world but with potencial to be good

 

[Colin Yeo]

Básically a dark world but with potencial to be good

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Oh… yeah, there was the plan moving forward. I can see why you would say that.

 

[Methamphetamine]

Prologue looks good. Just one concern though. Based on the tags, shouldn't this story be in the NSFW section?

 

[CaraMyBeloved]

Prologue looks good. Just one concern though. Based on the tags, shouldn't this story be in the NSFW section?

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Same thoughts