Always fascinated with the world of art, I poured my passions towards drawing, which eventually turned into graphic design. Though after graduating college, the jobs that were in great abundance were ironically eroge games, well as long as they involved Monster Girls that is.
Yes, Monster Girls have been a part of Modern society for quite a while now. Popularizing their appeal to the general masses via eroge games seemed to be a popular approach, so that’s the direction my life eventually led to. Drawing lewd Monster girl pictures for people to fap to.
With a crappy degree and shitty luck, I find myself at a loss for words at the situation I found myself in. A school for the mentally challenged Mamono, I ended up teaching the worse group of degenerate, classless women of the now non fictitious world of Monster girls!
TMRC (Troubled Mamono Reformation Class) Is an institute that hosts a variety of Mamono of all races with the sole purpose of reforming them to behave responsibly in the world of the human dominated planet Earth. Little did I know this opportunity would change how I saw these “Savages” For better or worse.
She could hear what sounded like his voice as he struggled just to sob and breathe. Her tight hold around his head loosened, her hands tilted his head back as he gasped for air, eyes slightly turned up and light drool from his mouth. She giggled, “I guess I went a little overboard for you” Her hips still rocked on his lap, her eyes closed, and head titled back “mmmph but your fresh seed is just too good for only one time”
Betrayal! The Rask have launched a surprise attack against their former allies, plunging the territories of Borealis into a bloody war. The tyrannical Matriarch deploys her pirate legions to seize control of the planet’s trade routes, while a UNN Assault Carrier lands a battalion of armored vehicles on its surface to restore order. The Coalition forces must drive across the Dune Sea, thousands of kilometers of inhospitable desert, fighting off the Rask army as they go.
When a council meeting on the Pinwheel is interrupted by an assassination attempt, Security Chief Moralez is given seventy-two hours to unmask the culprit, all while under the watchful eye of two mysterious intelligence operatives with an unknown agenda. The suspects range from hostile aliens to shady special forces operatives, even elements of his own government are not above suspicion. Only by piecing together the clues can he uncover who carried out the attack, and why.
An advisor to the Coalition Security Council travels to an uncharted territory of Borealis in order to evaluate its inhabitants for admission into the alliance, but what he finds there goes far beyond the scope of his assignment.
