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Toe the Line (Razgriz x Unknown)

Mia blushed pretty hard but just cleared her throat as she went back to dishing out her own food. Yes the garlic was strong but that's where her human side kicked in. She loved garlic. It was a bit tense on her nose but her taste buds loved it. As she chewed she shrugged.
"Spend enough time locked away in a house you get bored. I watched youtube video's and read a lot of cook books. When you live alone, you learn how to cook through trial and error."
She said as she took another bite and let out a soft moan as she really did love the way the cheese was so thick and melted to the noodles. She'd made quite a bit mainly so that if he was hungry he could eat his fill and there would be left overs for him to take for lunch if he so chose.

Wait! Why the hell was she worrying about what he took for lunch?! Frowning a bit she shook that thought from her head and just focused on eating for now. Finishing her bowl she let out a huff as it felt like all of her food was now bunched up in the bottom of her stomach. She'd eaten too fast most likely. Walking her dishes to the sink she rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher before putting the left overs in a plastic container and closing the lid so that it could go into the fridge. Once inside she looked over at him.

"I'll be in the room. I have some work to do."
She said as she did actually have a few outfits to design and she needed to figure out a solid way to make a bra as some of her customers were curious about if she could make bra's and panties as well. Heading up to the 'office' room she started looking at bra designs as well as panties. Using her web and some scraps of cloth, she started working on prototypes and setting them aside so that the webbing could settle while using her own body as a model for the new clothes.
 
"Well, color me impressed. I even might ask you for the recipe at some point." he would reply to her first statement, going through his own first bowl relatively quickly. And even helping himself to a second one before she would begin cleaning up and putting things away. Another thing she didn't need to do, but was greatly appreciated. Even with her gruffness, she seemed like quite the tidy person; he could only imagine that in a world that was so hostile and unforgiving, having any semblance of control meant one would want to keep it the way it was as much as they reasonably could.

And besides, her being clean was probably one of the few positive character traits she'd shown to him thus far. He tried to not be too hard on her, knowing what likely was only a small fraction of what kind of cruelty she must have endured now and in the past. And even more so going forward because of the judge's decision to have her stay with him.

"Alright...Just let me know if you need anything." Scott would say before the familiar 'tih-tih-tih' of her long arachnid legs echoed down the hallways, the spider woman having vanished rather quickly to her room. Well...His stomach was full, and all things considered it had been a long day. Maybe he would go and review some of his case notes; with today having been an 'off day'. And at the very least, he could try to respond to what was likely a barrage of emails from his work.

And with that in mind, he too would retire to his room as well. Getting out his laptop and starting to go over a brief for an Oni that was on trial for the murder of three men that tried to kill her and her Oni husband. All the evidence pointed to self-defense from a home invasion, but he knew the prosecution was going to try and leverage the fact that they were so much stronger that they had no reason to fear the humans. Much like his profession would dictate, he might be away from home for long periods of time. So thankfully at least, these next few months would probably not be so bad.
 
Over the course of the next week, Mia had a pretty easy time adjusting to the new living conditions she was in simply because she kept to herself in her office and only had to really deal with Scott on the odd occasion or during meals. Figuring out his schedule was rather difficult as he worked random times and seemed to be in and out of the house at all hours of the day. More than once he'd left at seven in the morning and wasn't back till midnight or later. Other times he'd be in the house all day but holed up in his office.

None of these really bothered Mia but there was once that he'd been in his office working and Mia thought it was safe to shower. The showering part was fine but as she was drying off she'd been startled as the bathroom door opened. She was completely naked and bright red as Scott not only got a good view of her breasts but also the soft smooth slit between her legs as she'd been drying off her rump. Upon seeing him she was frozen for all of two heart beats before her rump twisted and a short shot of webbing shot out of her and slapped over his eyes to block his view and she all but shoved past him, scurrying to her room to hide in embarrassment.

Needless to say she hadn't been to supper than night as she was holed up in her room with her face buried in the pillow. Not only had he been the first male to touch her breasts but now he'd been the first male to see her completely nude. Oh she wanted to find a small hole to crawl into and die of old age. However, she got past it the following morning and made a few deliveries of her clothing to the main warehouse as well as got her lingerie line up and running.

They were quite the hit and required her to spend a lot of time weaving. Only problem was that the more webbing she used, the hungrier she was simply because it took a lot out of her to weave webs all day. Friday of week two, Mia went to Scott's office dressed in a white tank top that did nothing to hide her breasts as well as a pair of white shorts. Knocking on his door she kept her arms crossed and when he answered she was blushing.

"I've had requests for men's...underwear. I know what kind to make but I need to know if they fit the average build and how they feel. Mind being a dummy for a moment?"
 
Scott's schedule was indeed hectic; if he wasn't reviewing briefs, he was on red-eye flights to meet with other attorneys working on cases similar to his. Collecting information on the other human-humanoid pairs that resided in the state and in others, as well as trying to help establish precedent for several other cases he was working on regarding workplace and domestic abuse against humanoid clients.

One day, he was happening to work at home, but after feeling less-than-fresh from the long hours he decided to take a quick shower to help wake himself up. But instead of being treated to the warm embrace of his rain shower overhead panels, he would be exposed to the sight of Mia's completely exposed body. A moment of tense silence passed between them; before long, thick warm gunk hit him right in the face and sealed off his vision, a grunt escaping as he would be shoved against the open door. "Mia...I'm sorry!" he tried to say, but before long the sound of the door slamming shut would indicate she hadn't heard him.

Finally able to rip the webbing off his eyes, he just sighed; great, this wasn't an unneeded wrench. She was bound to hate him now, even more so than she might already. Well...Nothing he could do about it. But...He had to admit, she was quite the attractive woman. If only she wouldn't be so cynical, he could picture her making someone very happy. And with that in mind, he decided to just take his shower, then go make something quick.

A few days later, he was preparing some of the initial notes for the inspector of their arrangement when she would knock on his door. He was greeted the sight of her in a not-so-concealing tank top and shorts, something that made a slight flush of his own come to his cheeks.

"A dummy?" he asked; well, it seemed innocent enough. "I mean...I don't mind helping at all, but I thought you had mannequins for this sort of thing?" He really didn't mind giving her actual feedback; if her tie work was anything to go by, her products were impressively crafted. "But...If you feel a live male will make you a better product, then sure. What exactly do you need me to do?" At the very least, hopefully he could try to apologize in his own way for walking in on her while she was exposed.
 
Mia had a deep blush to her cheeks as she walked with him down the hall and up the stairs. When they got to her sewing room she opened the doors to show a collection of mannequins all wearing random bits of clothing, a few cloth scraps off to the side then more drawings of other outfits. Looking at Scott she pointed to a dressing screen.

"Fake bodies don't give me the feedback I need in terms of comfort and mobility. That screen is where you can change."
She said as she handed him a pair of black and white stripped boxer briefs that were tailored to someone of his size. The elastic band was woven with spider silk to make it stronger and more durable. The silk fibers of the boxers also had spider silk giving it the flexibility it needed and the strength to handle the fiction of walking and what not.

"I'm obviously going to need to see them without pants over them to see how they fit. You can leave your shirt on."
She didn't need him walking around in the boxers and only them. This was going to be awkward enough as it was. Turning her back to him to give him and her some decency she made little notes on a note book and checked the four pairs of boxers/boxer briefs that she was going to be giving him to try. They ranged in tightness, this current pair was fairly tight to the thighs and the groin. Mainly used by those wearing tighter pants or while working out so nothing below would be visible.

Hearing the sounds of clothing being removed was making her cheeks burn from the blush, but she needed to remain professional. He was the only male she "trusted" to model for her simply because he was the only one she'd spent significant time with and this was also a sort of subtle pay back for seeing her naked and not KNOCKING on the door before just pushing it open.
 
Scott gave a low whistle as he would enter what anyone would call her 'design studio'. Various articles of clothing were displayed, some plain and other possessing intricate patterns and designs. Then again, with how much dye she went through (him only knowing because he'd signed for several deliveries on her behalf). "Impressive, Mia. You've been busy." he said, quite proud of her for what she accomplished for herself despite overwhelming opposition to her even existing.

However, she seemed to brush this off, instead pointing to a screen she had set up; was she planning on this? That'd be the only reason for her to have such a thing...Unless she set it up in case he accidentally walked into her room. Taking the boxer briefs into his hands, he noted the velvet-like feel and lightness of the materials. He was honestly kind of excited to try them on; if they felt this good in his hands, how would it feel being worn? And besides...He could use a break.

Stepping behind the screen, he took off his shorts (since he wasn't going to the office today) and current white underpants, slipping Mia's handmade creation on. Indeed, it was quite snug around his pelvis and thighs...But not uncomfortably so. If anything, he found himself quite able to move freely. "Hey Mia? I know I screwed up when I walked in on you the other day...I just want to apologize again. I really didn't even think to knock, since I've lived here for so long by myself."

And it would be here she would a faint 'snap' as the last of the waistband connected to his middle, evidence of his fully donning the undergarments. "Wow...Mia, these feel incredible." he said, still hidden behind the screen. He didn't want to say much more, seeing as she would be visually inspecting him. Something that indeed made him nervous. "It's a bit tight around my groin, but it's not bad. It's actually really comforting...Uhm, should I step out now?"

Doing so when she was ready, he would be just wearing a white tank-top and the underwear she had given. A fairly prominent bump was in the very middle of the garment, but it wasn't because he was actually sporting an erection. He didn't think to get all flustered like that, as that was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment. "Well...How do they look? I personally think they're amazing." he then looked at her before seeing himself in a mirror, giving a small smile. "Not bad at all...It's no wonder you're a hit with humanoids, Mia. You've got a great eye for detail." he then said, complimenting her honestly.
 
Mia could hear his praise and her head turned at the sound of the waist band slapping his skin. When he asked if she needed him to come out she sighed.
"Yes, how else would I see how the underwear fits?"
When he came out she flushed a bit mainly because thanks to the silk like material, what was under those boxers became very apparent. He was certainly 'gifted' as a male and while she had no real comparison she knew that he was large. Walking over to him she walked around him and took small notes on how the briefs were fitting to him and took note that those who were well endowed may be a little tighter in the groin. She'd adapt that in the main line.

When he asked how he looked Mia was currently crouched down so that her face was eye level with his pelvis. She was completely unaware he'd asked a question as her mouth had become rather dry and she had to swallow more than once to wet her tongue. Licking her lips she blinked.
"You look fine."
She said in a hushed tone as she felt her arm moving before she realized what was happening. She inspected how the waistband held to his hips and the leg holes to his legs.

As she moved her clawed hands, they were soft and gentle on his skin as her fingers teased the skin under his shirt above the waist line. Her lips slightly parted as her thumbs barely stroked along the outer edge of the bulge at the groin.
"B-Big..."
She said in a breathless tone before blinking several times and standing up as she quickly grabbed a pair of actual boxers that would be more roomy for him as well as feel much better as they were made completely of silk.

Tossing them at him she motioned quickly with her hand.
"C-Change. Please."
She said as she really had an urge to yank those briefs off of him and she had no idea why!
 
"Well, good! Just means you did something right...Not that I doubted it, of course." Scott tried to catch himself; though he was starting to get a bit embarrassed as she got closer. Then again, it was like when he was fitted for his suit; it involved a lot of uncomfortable touching. This just was something she had to do; if she was catering to the humanoid population, then making sure the proportions were right was a critical factor to the success of her business.

But...Did she have to be so close to his package?

A small gasp left him as she started running those chitinous thumbs; it was clear that she took care to avoid splitting his skin with how gently she was checking the fit. His own research had revealed Arachnids had incredibly sharp digits on their forearms for both catching prey and self-defense. And it was because of this, combined with her low voice, that he missed her unintentional compliment. And when she pulled back, he felt his tension release; though she soon thrust another pair of boxers at him. These ones more like actual boxers, loose at the legs.

"Alright, alright, I'm going..." he muttered, going back behind the screen; what got into her? "Must have a big order or something" he mused mentally, choosing not to press any further. "Hey Mia...I have a question for you. You ever design any clothes for humanoids with larger lower halves like the Arachnids? You know, like...dang, what are they called...Lamia? Or other Arachne? I imagine it has to take a lot of material if they ever request something to wear down there, huh?" Honestly, he was just trying to make small talk. Get to know her more; couldn't hurt, especially if they were living together now.

"Well...Another winner, Mia." he would say, coming back out. "Breezy, but very comfortable. I might ask to keep these pairs, if that's alright." And unlike the previous pair, his endowment was less obvious in this set of undergarments.
 
While she did feel a little bad about throwing the boxers at him she needed to get him away before she started to touch a bit too much. Turning her head as he asked about the clothing for Lamia and other arachnid she smiled a bit.
"I do. I've made some dresses and skirts for Lamia and clothes that can stretch to comply with growing arachnid children. The hardest part about my race is our bottom human half. Our legs are part of the arachnid body in a way. We can't extend our legs so we can only wear skirts or shorts. Pants are harder."

She enjoyed talking about the clothing she designed as it was helpful for other monster's like her. When he came out in the loose pair of boxers she smirked as he mentioned wanting to keep them and nodded.
"You're wearing them, may as well keep them."
She said as she walked over and checked his waist line again, making sure everything fit well and that there wasn't any loose holds. When she pulled his shirt up to see how it fit on his hips she was graced with a toned stomach and smooth skin. Looking at his pelvis and the V at his hips she really had to fight the urge to lick his skin. Where were these urges coming from?!

Slowly pulling back she sighed as she had one last pair. These were the actual briefs. Looking like female bikini panties but for men. The pair she was giving him was black and red as it was requested by some males and even some females.
"Last pair."
She said as she had to swallow a bit. She knew that these would show off more than she wanted to see. Or did she? Shaking her head she sighed.
"This is my first time making the weave in the front for the...part. Please check it to make sure it functions."
She said as the male underwear had a sort of over lapping part in the front that could be opened so that the penis could fit through.

She'd never done something like that so she needed to make sure it fit, that it was comfortable and that the elastic at the fold worked. Like the other two before it, these were also made of soft silk that would feel amazing on the skin but in these pairs, any movement would also rub the silk against the head of his member.
 
"Must be; I noticed that your 'legs' are connected to your main body. Would be hard to make a waistband for something like that, I imagine." he would reply; she seemed to loosen up a little bit talking about her clothes. While it wasn't his favorite thing to talk about, nor something he was particularly knowledgeable in...He was glad to have found a way to build a repertoire with her. So long as they could go on like this, he imagined things could turn out quite well between them.

And again she got a little too close; and this time, he swore she was hanging around his privates too long. But was she just examining? She didn't seem particularly flustered; then again, she'd mastered being able to hide her true feelings. But...So long as she didn't try anything funny, he could keep showing it for her. Anything to help her business.

"Last pair, huh? Can't imagine it will feel any less incredible than the other three." he replied, going back behind the screen. He didn't mind the fact they were 'thinner' than the rest; in fact, they were close to the traditional 'tighty-whities' that he had worn before. And slipping them on, he found them as snug as the first pair he tried...But he didn't feel the bands around the thighs digging into his skin as harshly as he was used to with cotton. No, this was that smooth velvet feel.

"Man...If only all underwear felt this good." he chuckled, looking up at Mia as she asked him to check the pelvic fold. "Alright...I just gotta turn around...Don't want to accidentally flash you or anything." he then replied to her, turning his back and pulling the folds apart. And finding that it did in fact work, he just said, "It works fine, Mia; if I didn't know you made these, I'd have said you just bought them from the store and re-branded them as your own. Works just like you expect it to."
 
When he mentioned that they were comfortable she nodded and made a note not to change the fabric design. Listening to him as he checked the front fold she smiled a bit at his comment of stealing someone's work.
"It took several pairs to get it right."

She said as she waited till he was turned around to inspect the work. Again, crouching down but as she moved her hands along the seams and made sure everything was working how it should, she could have sworn she saw him getting bigger. That and there was a scent coming off of him that she couldn't quite place.

She'd smelled it before while walking past strip clubs or males who were very interested in a female. Raising an eyebrow she tried to get a better idea of what that scent was but as she did this, she could almost feel her mind fogging. Why was this scent so intoxicating?
 
Scott just chuckled as she commented on the number of 'mistakes' she made. "Well, you definitely have a winner here, that much is certain." And once more, she would come in closer to inspect her work...But this time, she was a lot closer than usual. So much so that he could feel her breath washing over his clothed member...Something that produced a rather interesting change in him. While he hadn't felt any degree of attraction to her, his body seemed to respond almost autonomously.

There was no denying that she had all the proper bits to be considered a viable partner, and with how her hands were moving near his groin and the fact that he could see her cavernous cleavage from where he was all too easily...Well, the lizard part of his brain seemed to wake up. And that caused, despite his non-attracted nature to her personally, his body to react in that typical way of blood rushing downward. Beginning to make the already sizable bump even larger, but not by much.

It was enough, however, that Scott would freeze in place as his face flushed with embarrassment; was this really happening? "Oh shit...Mia..I'm sorry, I don't know why..." he breathed, but his shock made him not do anything at first. Unknown to him, the tiniest bits of pre-cum would bead at the tip, creating a very small but noticeable spot on the fabric and helping the scent to flood her olfactory sense even more.
 
From where she was, she could see the growing bulge in his underwear and while if she wasn't so fogged in the mind, she would have just blushed and turned away, now she was focusing on it and barely heard him. His voice sounded like it was miles away from her as she used her thumbs to pry the fold open, freeing the thick shaft that was hidden under it. Looking at it for a long moment she saw the glistening tip from where the pre-cum had spread along the material thus along the head of his shaft.

Leaning down, Scott would see a rather long tongue slide out of her mouth as her eyes were glassy and she was obviously not mentally aware of what she was doing. Wrapping her long tongue around his shaft she coiled it down his shaft and stroked him with the slick muscle of her tongue before pulling the tip into her mouth. Moaning as she tasted the salty pre-cum she was lost in her instincts and it wasn't till she felt the twitch in her mouth that she suddenly snapped out of her instinctual haze. Looking down she saw a rather large cock in her mouth as she was holding the thick shaft in her hands.

Pulling her mouth off of him with a pop she stood up and cleared her throat as she turned around, her face as red as a stop sign.
"Erm...thank you for the help. You can keep the pairs that you liked...I need to make some more pairs."
She said as she kept her back to him but her tone wasn't snippy, in face it was barely a whisper as she crossed her arms, but her fingers were touching her lips as she could still taste the pre-cum on her tongue. It was intoxicating and it took every ounce of will power she had not to shove him to the floor and taste more of that.
 
Scott's heart was beating insanely fast by this point, his body frozen in shock as she slid open the front of his underwear, allowing the now fully-hard manhood to be free. At an impressive eleven inches, the thick tip seemed purple with arousal as she started to give him her oral treatment. "M-Mia!" he said, trying to squirm and push her head away...But she was holding his pride with those sharp digits of hers. And even if this was wrong, one mis-step and he might find himself neutered.

And as she tended to him, his cock starting to stiffen and twitch even more, spurts of more pre-cum coating her cheeks and tongue even more...Something in her decided to snap her out of her trance, just as he was starting to get pushed to the edge. His member still buried to the tip, before long the colder snap of air liberating his hardened rod from her embrace, her cheeks flushed greatly as she asked him to leave.

"Yeah....Sure....We'll...talk later." he would say, quickly taking the pairs he had tried on along with his pants and leaving, slamming the door behind. His breathing was still heavy as can be, the shock of those last few minutes still running its course. The hell got into her? Why would she jeopardize everything by doing that? Shaking his head, he tried to clear his mind of it...But in truth, it had felt good even if it was brief. And now a part of him was aching for relief...But he just needed to get back to work.



The next day, Scott woke early and made a quick protein shake...Making extra for Mia if she decided to go into the kitchen. He had to get into the office and meet with another client, the same Oni husband and wife that were trying to defend themselves. Apparently, the prosecution had filed a motion to exclude based on 'witness tampering', claiming that the Oni male had intimidated those that had seen the brutality into giving him a favorable light.

And as he expected, he spent a good chunk of time trying to argue his point that the Oni had done nothing of the sort. And thankfully, this time the judge - who seemed to be in a better mood or at least more forgiving - denied the motion. Which was a huge relief, but it still meant some revision paperwork.

And throughout the day, he would be reviewing other cases in other states, trying to go over every little fact when he heard a knock on his door. "Come in" he said...Unaware that he was about to get quite the surprise.
 
Mia hadn't woken up the next morning till about ten in the morning which was unusual for her since she was usually up early so that she could work and get things done. However as she woke up today, she could feel a slight itch to her skin. Nothing that needed scratching, but her skin felt tighter almost. Like someone had dried her out over night and her muscles and skeleton were protesting the tight fit. Shaking her head she got up and before she even considered leaving her room she headed to her window. Reaching to the corner there was a tightly spun jumble of webs in the corner of the window. Tapping the large cluster she listened and smiled. She'd taken the time to put a single web in each room and drew each of the tails to this point.

One flick and she'd be able to tell if Scott was anywhere in the house thanks to the vibrations of the webs. Not hearing him she walked out of her room naked and right to the shower. Taking a shower she dried off and checked the webbing again. Nothing. Heading down the stairs in her birthday suit she headed for the kitchen and saw the shake. A small smile tugging her lips as she took a mug and filled it, then left a small note on the counter with a simple 'Thank you' written on it.

Taking the mug to her sewing room she downed the mug and got to work on finishing up her men's underwear before calling her warehouse crew to come to the house and pick up the boxes on the front steps which had instructions and delivery addresses.

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The knock at the door came from one of the new hires. A female monster girl who was a Lamia. Given that she was a serpent from upper thigh down, she was considered the larger class monster girl and aside from her being a little clumsy thanks to her long tail, she was the easier on the eyes when it came to large monster girls. It wasn't hard to look at her lower half as it was only scary to those who feared snakes and even then, she didn't have fangs and she blinked unlike a snake. Dressed in a nice pencil skirt, a white blouse and a navy blue suit coat she had a letter of vacation. Medical vacation. Given that Hanley was the one who'd hired her a year ago, she had to report to him.

"Mr. Hanley. Sorry to disturb you. This is my medical vacation that I will be taking. It's only a week."
She said as she slithered up and put it into his hand.
"Doctors say I should call it a medical vacation but really it's a heat cycle. All monsters go through it around this time. It'll be starting in a few days, and lasts a week....oh. You're living with the arachnid right? You may wanna be careful. Heat cycles are instinctual. We have no control at all. Our soul instinct is to mate."
She said as she looked a little worried, not for Scott though, more for Mia since she had a feeling this would be her first heat around a male which meant it would be hitting her hard and the longer she resisted it, the more painful it would be.

"May I suggest going to the hospital for tranquilizers. If she refuses her instincts or you lock yourself somewhere away from her. The simple scent of you is going to cause her massive amounts of pain. Think of a human female on her period. The cramping...only...a lot worse. The tranquilizers will keep her sedated and the pain won't harm her."
 
Scott looked up to see the Lamia new-hire enter; she was one of the first humanoids hired through him at this firm, and a hell of a worker to boot. Of all the people he had hired in that he was proud of, she was near the top of the list. Many considered the half-serpent races too stupid and/or primal to go into areas like law, but one case he worked as a junior had him actually enter a Lamia village (escorted of course; there had been rumors that some villages like to 'share' males) to overview their own disciplinary proceedings. Despite their seemingly lawless nature, they actually a simple-in-purpose, but fairly intricate tribunal system of elders that doled out punishments for crimes within their own villages. And while their laws weren't as extensive as the humans, that was because they were mostly in place to prevent shortages of valuable resources.

"No worries. Come in, come in." he would say, setting the screen of his laptop down to more formally address her. One thing he learned was that it was considered impolite in Lamia culture to break eye contact except to review important documents or if a threatening situation arose. "You know you don't have to explain to me why it is you're taking leave, right? So long as you have all the paperwork in order, HIPAA regulations cover your right to privacy also." he explained; while it wasn't his firm that won the landmark case, it was still a monumental decision that allowed him to press his own case against discrimination in the workplace and in society. Before that, humanoids had to go through an arduous process of documenting why they were taking off time, where they were going, validation of their reason through a third-party investigator, and so on.

Now? All they had to do was submit a request like everyone else. Looking through the packet for the HR signature of request, he would sign his own name on the sheet. Though when she did mention the heat cycle, he missed it at first...But it was only when she brought up mating that he froze. Noticeably so, enough to where one as perceptive as a Lamia could tell that something had happened. "Shit...Was that why she did that yesterday?" he thought to himself mentally. Adjusting the tie around his neck, he then said, "Good to know, but yes...I think your doctors were right in that assessment. Better to have it classified as medical leave. I'll have to ask around about the tranquilizers though, because despite all my work trying to help...I'll admit there's a lot I still don't know."

Thankfully, one thing he could do to avoid that was to use the cots here; he would have some cases coming up that might make him stay here a good while. Regardless, he did want to change the topic. "So...How have the others been treating you though? I know you're relatively new here, but I just want to check in. Make sure things are going well for you and that you're feeling satisfied with the work you're doing here."
 
Katie smiled as she looked at Scott, sliding over to the side of his desk as he made mention of thanking her for the helpful information. When he mentioned asking about the tranquilizers she reached into her breast pocket and wrote a number and an address on a stickie note.
"This is where I go. The doctors and staff there are all Monster friendly. So they'll understand. Plus too, your case was all over the news so I'm sure they'll recognize your face and understand the situation."

Smiling she listened when he asked how she was doing. This made her blush a bit.
"Everyone is being nice now. At first they were a little rude, mainly to test me I think. Asking me questions that any intern would know and looking surprised when I knew it. I still get a rude question here and there...like if my tongue is forked, if I draw out my S's. Things like that, but over all it's better. Thank you again for giving me a chance Mr. Hanley. If you need any help with Mia and things to know about larger monster classes, don't hesitate to ask."
She said as she gave a soft smile.

She'd had a crush on Scott since he originally hired her simply because he'd been the only human to be nice to her and even where some had been nice, none had taken her seriously when she said she wanted to go into law. He'd taken her seriously and got her a job. So not only was she eternally thankful for that, but he was just a nice male all together. She wasn't sure how he felt about Monster girls in terms of dating or anything but he never showed any hesitation or disgust while talking to her and from her senses, she noted he treated her like any other female.

Monster girls were experts at reading humans. They could sense their emotions so even if they were smiling, she could tell if they were afraid or disgusted. Scott never showed any sign of that at all, which just made her fall harder.
 
"Well...Humanoid and human relationships are still in their infancy, despite the progress made. But I'm glad to see you're not letting it get to you; just keep working and one day you'll make senior associate, maybe even partner." Scott would reply, nodding his thanks as he held the note in his hands and looked at it. She was one of his most successful ventures, and he had always done his best to lend her an ear, keeping an open door policy for her as well as any of the other humanoids that worked and needed someone to vent to.

He might be a newer non-equity partner, and he was sure the other 'big bosses' weren't too happy initially about him hiring someone from a race as feared and ridiculed as the Lamia, but it was all her work ethic that made them both look good. He gave her the opening, sure...But it was her that carried the flag to the finish line. And she was still going strong, even if it would take time for her.

Gallery Drug and Medical Supplies...An interesting name, but from what he'd heard it was indeed a pharmacy and general health store that catered to specialized medications for humanoid needs. Be it pure grain alcohol for Oni, or perhaps specialized patches that dissolved the active ingredient through the chitinous covering of the insectoid sub-species' respective limbs and bodies. If there was a place to get these tranquilizers, it would definitely be there.

"Hey, Katie...Sorry if I come across as rude, but I need to finish a few last details on this case I'm working. Was there anything else you wanted to discuss? How's that one case you're working on? Anything I can do to help?" he would then ask her; it was one of her first big ones as a junior associate. If needed, he would give the judge himself a visit after he was finished with his own work.
 
Katie was stuck in her own little girlish day dream that she blushed viciously when he mentioned needing to get back to work and sputtered a bit before smiling.
"Oh no, it's fine. I actually spoke to the judge. We're all good here. Just some last minute details and some more computer time but other than that I'm fine. Thank you. Sorry about taking up too much of your time."
She said as she gave a small bow which was a customary apology for her kind then she quickly made her way out of the office.

She'd been day dreaming and wasting time which was not something she should be doing but, it did give her a nice amount of time to breath in his relaxing scent which was always a nice thing for her. Smiling a bit to herself she headed back to her desk to finish up her work so that she could be good to go with her vacation time.

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Back at the house, Mia had gotten the email from her warehouse saying that her packages had been shipped and she was now sitting on a couch and working over some of the emails on requested clothing designs as well as working over some of the upcoming seasonal outfits. Given that Halloween was coming up, a lot of 'sexy' costumes were in high demand like sexy nurse, maid, doctor, police officer and things like that. However that wasn't what her clothing line was about so she was ignoring those requests.

She was also starting to focus more of the non-human side of the requests. Catering more toward her fellow monsters than toward humans. Mainly out of spite. Most of her customers wouldn't buy if they saw who was making the clothes but she was catering towards the monsters because they actually NEEDED the clothes rather than the humans who just wanted the fine silks.
 
"It's no trouble, Katie; just remember that my door's always open if you need or want to talk." he would say, watching as she would leave. Yep, he was proud to have brought her on board; she would make a great partner one day. But...Given the relatively still-fragile state of affairs between humanoids and humans, he wasn't counting on that to happen any time soon. And with him not being a 'shareholder', he was in little position to try and make a case for her yet. Especially since she was so new, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try once she got some more experience under her belt.

Placing his hands on his top of his laptop, he opened it back up and shot off a quick e-mail; he would need to go see another judge regardless about a motion to dismiss; with the failure of the prosecution to establish what was a baseless claim of tampering, their case had no legs to stand on.


And with the motion filed, he would have to wait until the end of business tomorrow; the prosecution had requested an enlargement of time to gather more evidence but it seemed the judge was upholding the standard of not wasting time. And after a brief meeting with the clients in question, he assured them that their case likely wouldn't even see the inside of a courtroom. Naturally, the larger male was impatient, but understood that human proceedings were unnecessarily complicated.

"If our system was like any of the other humanoids, I'd probably out of a job." he laughed to himself; then again, some simplicity probably wouldn't hurt. Would likely ease the burden of trying to incorporate equality laws for humanoids all around. And with that concluded, he decided to stop by the pharmacy in question; much like Katie had said, the staff were quite helpful and helped set him up with a trial supply of ten high-dosage pills; Arachnid armor was simply too thick in places and other areas could risk damaging organs if injected with a needle as it was dangerously close to vitals.

On top of that, he would stop by Joe's and pick up a large pizza he had phoned ahead for; and arriving home about three hours after his work day was concluded, he would announce, "Mia! I'm back...And I brought dinner if you haven't eaten! I don't know what you liked so I went with a classic cheese!"
 
Thanks to the heat cycle getting closer, Mia was standing in front of a mirror with a pair of shorts on and looking at her breasts, cupping them softly in her hands as she was turning from side to side.
"Are they bigger?"
She whispered to herself as her breasts felt heavier. Like they'd grown about half a cup size. Her nipples were a lot more sensitive too. Even just the movement of turning from side to side made the air stroke her nipples which made her shiver.

This was ridiculous. No heat cycle had made her feel this...sensitive...before. Why now? Putting a sports bra on was the safest bet as it would keep her breasts tight and avoid any movement. As she sat there adjusting her breasts she heard Scott call out and sighed. Taking a few deep breaths she caught his scent even behind the closed doors and floor in between.
"Is it because I'm living with a male?"
That had to be why she was so much more sensitive!

Shaking her head she pulled a long baggy t-shirt over her sports bra then walked out of the room and down the stairs. Once she got to the kitchen his scent was drowned by the pizza which was actually refreshing. Smiling a small smile she thanked him for the pizza and pulled a slice. Looking at it for a moment she tried to hold it without ripping it. It had been ages since she'd eaten pizza and back when she'd eaten it, her claws hadn't fully come in. Folding it in half so it was more like a taco, she managed to hold it and took a bite.

Sighing a bit as she moaned at the taste she smiled a real smile.
"I haven't had pizza in years."
She said as she lowered her body to the ground to 'sit' and shivered as a small blush dusted her cheeks from the fatty taste of the pizza. Sure it wasn't healthy for you but damn it it tasted good!
 
Scott smiled as she came down to the kitchen, digging in to the pizza. "Bon appetit" he would joke, taking a slice for himself. This really was heaven; he hadn't gone to Joe's in what felt like forever. And seeing her enjoy it as well? Well, he was more than a little happy. He was just glad he could find something for her to enjoy; maybe one day he would take her to a bistro he knew would cater to humanoids. Not knowing what it was she was doing upstairs.

He would then go to the fridge and pull two cans of Bubly out; it wasn't soda, but it certainly seemed like it. Especially it was lime-flavored without the heavy syrup flavor of normal soda. Popping the can open for her, he would then set it down, "Something to wash it down with if you're interested".

However, he then started with a new topic, "So...Mia, about last night. I just want to let you know I'm not upset. I was also told about a possible reason you would have done it." He didn't want to embarrass her, but...This was something that couldn't wait.

Pulling out a small pack, he would then say, "Another humanoid at my employer, a Lamia, told me about heat. I know I'll be out of the house a lot, so hopefully this won't affect you too much. But these pills should help you with the discomfort; at least this way, we can avoid any other....well, incidents, right? Besides, if it's as painful as she made it seem...Figured you might appreciate the relief."
 
Mia was thoroughly enjoying her pizza as she was on her second slice when she looked up seeing the drink. Looking at it for a moment she sniffed it and shook her head.
"Is this alcohol?"
She asked as she'd never had anything with alcohol. So naturally it didn't smell good to her and she was a little cautious about drinking it. Glancing to the bottle he mentioned she looked at it.

Seeing the medical text on it and her name she smirked. So it had been the heat that had driven her into a lustful haze yesterday. Oh good. Perfect timing. She thought sarcastically as she listened to what the pills were and how he'd figured it out.

"A Lamia. They aren't small monsters. I'm surprised your co-workers don't mind her...then again it's easier to not be afraid when the monster has no sharp claws or eight legs."
She said as she frowned a bit.

Still she did appreciate being told what the pills were and why he'd gotten them. Finishing her last slice she wiped her mouth before standing up and walking over to him. No standing in front of him she leaned down and moved some of her hair as she placed a soft kiss to his cheek.
"Thank you for the thought, and for telling me."
She gave him a small smile then looked back to the drink.

"So what is in this?"
She asked as she wanted to change the subject to hide the blush that had slapped her cheeks just from something as simple as a kiss to the cheek, but it was the first kiss she'd willingly given a male who wasn't her father. She'd given her dad plenty of kisses to the cheek but he loved her as his own child so that made it different.
 
Scott was about to explain what it was, but when she stood up and walked over, he paused in his speech; she was really close to him now, so much that her ample bust was nearly touching his own. Was she feeling it again, he wondered; however, he would soon get his answer as she planted a well-meaning but chaste kiss on his cheek. Her sizable chest pressing gently against him as he did so, his own cheeks a hint of red as she pulled back, himself letting out a small cough into a clenched hand.

"No problem" he would reply; honestly, the last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable, especially if it was something he knew he could help out with. He made a mental note to ask around about heat cycles some more, and how - if there was any way at all - a humanoid could 'relieve some stress' with a consenting party. He knew more than a few people that were 'monster-lovers', people who were solely set on going after a member of the humanoid species.

"So...To answer about the drink, no it's not alcohol. It's just lime flavoring and carbonated water. No sugars, no preservatives, nothing like that." he would first sate her first worry; even if most law firms didn't do drug testing, Scott was never really a drinker to begin with. "It's actually pretty good; it's a way for me to enjoy sodas without them actually being sodas, you know? All the pleasure, none of the guilt." he then added on with a smile, taking a bite of his own slice before moving to put the box in the refrigerator.

"So, how'd your day go? Get a lot of orders filled?"
 
Mia looked at the drink for a moment and took a sip. Jerking her head back as the carbonation put a buzz on her tongue. Making a small face she clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth a few times then took another sip. Now that she knew what to expect she caught the taste he mentioned and smirked.
"It's strange...but it is good."

She said as she set it down, a small burp coming out of her before she realized it and this made her blush furiously. Covering her mouth she hiccuped from the excess carbonation then sighed.
"Excuse me."

Looking at the drink like it was to blame for her embarrassment she glanced at him when he asked about her day and the orders.
"Yes. They've been sent out. Humans are rather annoying with their 'naughty' requests. Apparently Halloween is a prime time for females to wear risque outfits and not be judged?"

She asked as she pulled up her phone and showed him to requests for the 'naughty' outfits that were flooding her sites requests. Some were from men asking for thongs that gave a face to their manhood.

"As if I would make something like that."
Making a face she shook her head and sighed.
"Even the monsters are getting in on it. Mainly the Anthro or Neko classes, asking for risque outfits...probably to impress possible human mates."

She said as she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily in annoyance. It was good pay and it would seriously boost her income but it would send mixed signals about the clothing she made. That and she couldn't see the point of using fine silk to make something that would only be worn once a year...probably that day and that was all.
 
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