One Cannot Defy Fate

An Everyday Life with Monster Girls Fanfiction

A Unicorn Mamano Tale

Created by: Mistress Kasumi

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Author Notes: You didn't really think I was just going to end the ride right there did you? C'mon no one is that heartless. Actually, I had every intention of wrapping things up with a special bonus chapter. However to get it done I needed to bring in some outside help. Brace yourself. Wait for it.

Introducing Special Collaboration Author: Alleskeins

For those of you who have been living under a rock, this is the same fanfiction masterworks prodigy responsible for creating the fanfiction net wildly popular hits:

Monster Girl Encyclopedia Encounter Compendium

Monster Hunter: Monstergirl World

And he has written a number of Anthro Pokemon short story compilations which are all wickedly awesome. I should also let you know his stories our all rated M so this is NOT kid friendly stuff here.

Why am I bringing in a popular M-Rated author for this bonus chapter? It should be kind of obvious but if you really want to find out, you're just going to have to read it aren't ya. Unfortunately, due to story rating constraints the unedited version of this chapter cannot be found here on this site. If you are age appropriate and wish to see that one instead of this one, skip all the way to the end for how.

Special Bonus Chapter – Epilogue (Edited for T Rating)

About 6 months passed since MON was reorganized finally catching all of its past corruption by Ms. Smith and her squad who doggedly chased down all involved. The search was still on for our lost mothers but Ms. Smith was confident she was on the right track and was hoping for a break in her investigation soon.

True to his word, my old captain and friend James and his girlfriend now fiancée Helga kept their noses clean and stayed clear of the ANTICEP preferring to live a peaceful event free life in a high rise in Crysalis. We of course let bygones be bygones and along with our other brothers often visited for a game of cards to talk about old times. Helga and Luccia became the best of friends during these times finding a confidant who shared the experiences of being a mamano in a human world.

Then our special day finally came and so much happened within that short period of time.

'This day was so full of surprises.'

I can still recall everything that happened up until now in vivid detail. It did just happen after all.

Our wedding took place just outside of Crysalis city limits on a set of lofty emerald hills overlooking the majestic Sea of Japan as a stunning backdrop. The weather was perfectly sunny and bright with a nice pleasant sea breeze keeping everyone pleasantly cool. We couldn't have picked a better backdrop if we tried. There were plenty of other details to the wedding but my focus was on my fiancée soon to be wife.

If it was possible for my fiancée to get any more gorgeous, on this special day she found a way. When she came down that aisle, I had to remember how to breathe. Everything about her was perfect.

The way her glistening golden blonde hair was carefully and delicately adorned in a complex exquisite pattern with white lilies intertwined. Her pristine and beautifully sexy white western style mamano wedding dress which showed off all of her commanding curves and her lovely face which perfect on its own was made to rival a piece of priceless exquisite art.

I also got to meet my mom for the first time ever.

I don't know how Ms. Smith managed to pull it off but through her extensive contacts with ICEP and MON, she was able to locate her in a small isolated house in the Nagano prefecture in Japan. To this day, I don't know how she did it but I am eternally grateful and it only solidified my taking to her as a surrogate sister of sorts. Ms. Smith still stops in to check on us when she can and for a cup of coffee and we adore her visits. This is despite the fact that she has started going out with my brother in arms, Gene who makes a signature line of coffees for his restaurant which fetch awards all the time. It just goes to show how much she loves spending time with us.

My fated meeting with my mom happened just after Luccia and I enjoyed our first dance after the wedding. When I saw her for the first time, I had to wrack my brain for what classification of mamano she was as it was not a common one but exquisitely beautiful. My mom had ears covered with fur white as snow that were pointed and tall like that of an Anubis with roots from Egypt. Her snow white hair like her ears seemed to flow and accentuate her ears and worked in lovely contrast with her cocoa complexion which we both share. Her face wore a gentle smile full of warmth and love and eyes of the same unworldly midnight blue as mine glistening with tears. It was clear she had been eagerly waiting for this moment to finally reunite with me as well.

I know sons are supposed to say their moms are gorgeous but mine wasn't just an empty description of the word.

For our special day, she wore the ancient dress of our ancestors like the mamano Anubis of old with a bikini top barely covering her ample chest and leaving her midriff and belly exposed. I swear I wasn't trying to look but I could easily tell my mom was at least a 34DD impressive bust. The traditional Anubis bottom which is a combination of maroon pants and a bikini completes the look which easily showed off her flat muscular tummy and hips of a goddess. If there was any doubt my mom still retained her looks even at her age then this traditional outfit she wore served as confirmation age had nothing on her.

After a tearful hug, I danced with my mom who I would later learned was named Nadia and got acquainted with her as we excitedly asked each other questions rapidly trying to learn all there is to know about each other.

The special evening and night went on as eventually my wife Luccia, my mother Nadia and all of our friends including Ms. Smith, Geno, Manako, Helga and James partied and danced until it was very late. My wife Luccia eventually drags me away from the reception which prompts our goodbyes to our friends and family as we begin making our way to our new home in a nearby high rise.

On the way to our home, I can't help but notice the beautiful full moon is out and dominating the night sky. I don't know why something in my mind told me this was critically important but at the moment I wasn't particularly concerned about it.

After boarding our private elevator and using our special keycard, Luccia becomes increasingly shy and though she continues to hold my hand, she tries to hide her cute blushing face and avoid eye contact with me. It's positively adorable and in her beautiful wedding dress I am having a very hard time restraining myself. But like a true gentleman I do so as I don't want to scare her with how much I want her right now. Little do I realize how much my new wife is exercising her own self-restraint as well then add on the fact that a full moon is playing havoc on her mamano sex drive and it's a wonder she doesn't attack me right in the elevator.

When we finally get to the top floor by elevator which is all dedicated to our home thanks to the generous efforts of Ms. Smith and MON, Luccia resumes dragging me by my right hand and gently pushes me into a chair in our master bedroom. Then for reasons, unknown to me she gently takes my right hand and places it on the very tip of her golden horn on her forehead which causes it to glow faintly with a shimmering golden luminescence . I have never touched her horn before so this reaction is surprising to say the least but she says nothing. A very faint golden aura slowly starts to encompass her horn and then spread out gradually to cover her face, head and her entire body.

Luccia then gently draws my hand away.

My new adorably blushing wife now with a faint shimmering aura surrounding her continues to shyly avoid my direct eye contact as she slowly backs away and into the master bathroom. However before she closes the door she purposely clears her throat as though I had taken my eyes off of her to get my attention.

"Please get comfortable. I will be out in 15 minutes."

She then quietly closes the door.

I spend a few moments dwelling on why my wife is glowing with an ethereal aura but dismiss in favor of needed preparations.

Having been properly schooled by my brothers in arms (whether I wanted the advice or not) on what was to come, I immediately get out of my tuxedo careful not to damage it as it cost a mint then do as my wife says. Seeing as there is a little time, I head to the kitchen really quickly and grab a glass of cold water as my throat is becoming increasingly dry. It's probably just my nerves getting the better of me. I have an idea what Luccia is up to but imagining and knowing are two totally different things. It also doesn't help that though I have an active imagination like any man, this is to be my first time. I already know it will be Luccia's first as well so this should make things interesting shall we say.

I return to the master bedroom after locking down our private elevator and stairwell door to prevent any unwanted visitors and making certain to switch off the lights in the other rooms throughout the rest of our home. Eventually after pacing a bit, a nervous tick of mine, I finally sit at the foot of our king size bed trying to ward off any nervousness and trying and partially failing to control my anticipation.

Sitting there, in the light of the moon shining through my window, a somber feeling overcomes me and I can't help but simply smile to myself. Though the pains of the many things we went through to get to this point are clear in my mind, I still treasure every moment as they have led me here to this point in time.

From back when we first met up until now, I wouldn't change a thing.

I knew patience was a virtue, but the tension was killing me. Not being able to see her was torturous. What was she preparing for? What was she doing in there?

Curiosity overcame me and I quietly got out of my chair to head for the door. Just as I was about to knock, the door opened and Luccia greeted me with a surprised gasp, followed by a little giggle. "I told you to wait over there, Doug. How long did you stand at the door for?"

My words just wouldn't escape my mouth. I was stunned into silence. "I... uh... just... hrrm! I was just about to ask you how... much longer you needed." My words fade into silence as I took in the image in front of me.

Luccia steps out, dressed in the most beautiful lingerie I had ever seen. A pure snow white push up bra along with gilded, laced panties and a garter belt hooked into a set of white stockings with a silvery rim. Each piece was delicately embroidered giving me the distinct impression they were only for very special occasions and not something to be worn every day.

To top it all off, Luccia has now taken on a completely human feminine body with the same dangerously sexy curves that I had come to love. Her once prominent horn on her forehead has also reduced drastically so that now it appears to be a shimmering golden pearl diadem on her forehead.

To say I was simply speechless would scarcely do it justice. It was more like thunderstruck, dazed, flabbergasted, knocked for six and gobsmacked all in one.

"Well... I'm done now." She said shyly, looking up at me with hooded eyes. Her body language told me that she tried her hardest not to cover herself in shame. "Don't... Don't stare too much, okay? I've... never dressed up like this for anyone before."

"I didn't mean to... you're... it's just that you look gorgeous in those clothes. I never imagined that I'd be lucky enough to see the day I get to see your body. Especially not like this. I take it that's why your horn was glowing earlier after I touched it?"

Luccia doesn't respond with words but nods shyly.

"Well, I will definitely say I heard of the legends but I never knew that they could be true. But it makes me all the happier now... now I know that you're mine."

My wife blushes, pressing herself up against me as I took her into my arms. "So... you like it then. I'm... glad. Heh, I've been at the store for hours trying to pick it out for you. It's much harder to know what fits me with this body. So, I'm happy that I get to look attractive to you, at least once."

"Heh, you know you're being silly, right?"

She buried her face in my chest as she embraced me. "How am I silly?"

"No matter what you wear, no matter how you change, I will always think you're attractive. For many, many reasons. I love to look at you because you're you, not because you wear fancy things."

She smiled to herself as she sheepishly giggles and circles her index finger over my chest. "So you don't care for it?"

"Well, I hold the firm belief that there is nothing in this world that could ever make you any prettier than you already are." I cup her cheek and caress it with my fingers as I lean down, inching towards her face. I could feel her heated breath on my skin. "But this... this certainly doesn't hurt." I put my lips on hers, pulling her curvy and sexy body close to mine. Entangled in throes of passion we entwine our tongues, restlessly wrestling with them while exchanging sweet, hot saliva. I could taste her so clearly, I knew in my mind that the taste in my mouth... was hers.

Surprisingly enough it was Luccia who was the one pushing me towards the bed. Doused in the light of the moon, she presses me onto the silky bed sheets while sucking passionately on my lips.

Rolling, shifting and turning, she undresses me while making careful precautions to take her time examining my more and more exposed body.

When she finally strips me naked the way she wants, she sits on top of my lap, still wearing the snow white and silvery lingerie she had picked out especially for me. Seems like she didn't want to part with it quite yet after all. I know why immediately. She wants me to admire her new body some more. Her human form was stunning in all sorts of ways, I had to give her that. When she sat on me, I could really get a good look at her curves.

Her perfect hips are incredibly wide, ending in a shapely, voluminous arse. It pours over my lap with its massive amount of malleable flesh and gyrates over my crotch so temptingly. Her other features, despite having been there before already, appear in an entirely new light for me.

Her beautiful full breasts, sway within the confines of her elegant bra. Her soft delicate hands when they touch my face that is much too gruff in comparison to them. And that face... that wonderfully, pristine gorgeous face with glistening sapphire blue eyes that stare down at me. I couldn't imagine a more perfect woman if I tried.

"I see you want to keep your clothes on a little longer. Heh, don't you think that's a bit unfair?" I ask jokingly.

With her gentle fingers, she caresses my face and smiles. "I took way too long to get them to just ditch them this early in. Besides... you like them. You can't even attempt to lie to me about that." With her sitting on top of me like this, it should be clear how my wife realizes this as I am barely holding my shit together though my body is clearly responding to her in obvious ways.

"You know, you could show me how much you like me more openly sometimes. I want to feel loved too. And if you don't say it every now and then, it makes me a little bit sad."

"But, Luccia you already know how I feel about you."

"I know but... sometimes I'd just like to hear it more. You're always so stoic and composed. I want to see the sensitive side of you too. Because I'm the only one you show it to, right?"

I had no idea that she was concerned about that. I chuckle a little and pull her face in closer to give her a soft, genuine kiss. Her eyes twitch a little as I hold her close to me. As my lips part from hers, a small string of saliva still connects us before it pops. She cutely covers her lips, subtly trying to wipe away the drool. I gently pull her arm away, leaving her lips glistening and wet. "I love you, Luccia. Above anyone else, you're the most important thing in my life. It's silly that you even doubt or worry about that. But from here on out, I promise you there won't be one moment in your life as long as I live... that you feel unloved."

Luccia lightly chokes, smiling through small tears that form in her eyes. Putting her arms around my neck, she passionately kisses me back and in between kisses, she utters: "I'm ready. Just like this, Doug. Make love to me."

The rest of the night is a total blur of passion as we discover new heights of our love and portray our feelings to one another by letting go of our inhibitions through raw physical expression in the only way a couple in passionate love can. Time seems to stop during our love making and though we wish it could last forever we know these moments are always fleeting. As with all good things though, we eventually come to a stopping point of it all though we both end up quite spent but blissfully content as we now resume cuddling next to each other.

I lovingly kiss Luccia's forehead, almost as if to tend to her. It surely was a wild first time for the both of us.

Out of nowhere, I feel Luccia softly punch my chest. "If I wake up tomorrow and notice that you ruined my underwear, I'm going to be so mad."

Surprised by that remark, I can't help but laugh with Luccia quickly joining in as she cuddles closer to me.

"It really did look great on you, you know. Though, maybe that's unfair coming from me since I am completely biased. I think you could wear anything and make it look awesome."

"So I shouldn't put effort into my clothing in the future?" She asked teasingly.

"Ah, come on, don't play me like that!" I groan as I tickle her a bit. Once again she laughs before a somber, romantic atmosphere overcomes us.

"Do you think things will be like this forever? With us? Like this?"

I look up at the ceiling and think. "Who knows? The future is still written in the stars. But I sure hope it will. At least I don't plan on going anywhere without you, Luccia."

Her eyes look up at me with a hopeful, loving spark in them. I put my finger underneath her chin...

..and pull her closer into one last kiss before closing off this magical night.

Time Skip to 6 Years Later . . . . .

I look up from my laptop having completed my last field report for my recent MON mission which involved escorting a bunch of visiting dignitaries from the monster realm. Apparently, there was an international meeting of various leaders from the monster realm and the human realm who had a meeting here in Crysalis over the past few days.

Our operation started when they set foot in the human realm and did not end until their safe return. Of course, it went without a hitch. What can you expect from the squad of the Light Spectre himself? It's not my idea. Honest. Despite repeated attempts, my squad refuses to address with nothing else so I let them. I know a lot of their motivation is a little hero worship but it hasn't affected their performance in the field so I will allow it.

Just as I close my laptop lid and I rise up to stretch out my muscles from sitting, a very young female adorably cute, unicorn mamano with sea blue shimmering eyes, a caramel complexion and flowing golden hair like her mother runs in just then and latches onto my right leg looking up at me.

"Daddy, are you done working now?"

I immediately look down at my sweet daughter and other special girl in my life and lightly ruffle her hair with my hand. "Yes, Kimi-hime. Finally. My work is done for today."

"Yay! So what are we going to do today? You do remember right?"

I take a closer look at our daughter, Kimi Ann Nichols who is a 5 year old energetic unicorn mamano who is giving me her best expectant face. I decide to feign ignorance at her request by throwing my hands up dramatically for effect.

"Why of course I know what we're doing today? But just in case, I just want to make sure if you remember?"

Kimi takes the bait and pouts with her signature puppy dog eyes, a trait every female mamano or human woman seems to have complete mastery of and keeps ready in their extensive arsenal. My defense doesn't hold up long to the assault and I give in immediately. "I submit. Please cease fire, hime. We're all going to go visit Uncle Gene and Auntie Smith at his restaurant this evening."

Kimi smiles ecstatically and jumps up and down for joy. "Yay! You remembered!"

I immediately put on a fake hurt look on my face at her expression. "Why of course I remember? Why I never! To think you would believe your own father could forget? I am appalled." My expression would have been flawless if I wasn't trying not to laugh.

For some reason, Kimi has the hardest time keeping her composure when I joke with her like this as I typically portray myself as rather serious in public. However, my two special ladies know that once we return home, I remove that facade at the door. At this point, I decide some tickle torture is in order as I look to my daughter with a wry smile. "Is it just me or has someone failed to pay the daily toll today?"

"Oh noooo!" Kim starts laughing and scrambles off as I start chasing her throughout our spacious loft home.

Despite her mamano form and being a natural runner, I am able to catch up to her and deliver the fun in our time honored daily tradition of light tickling which has Kimi laughing and rolling about on the floor trying to get away. I call our festivities short as my other special lady, Luccia comes from around the corner smiling widely down on us from our position on the floor. "Hey you two! We need to get ready to go soon. Were supposed to be meeting up with Gene and Ms. Smith in a few hours."

"That you are right, love." I rise from the floor and plant a loving kiss on my wife's soft and inviting lips and try to pull away until she wraps her arms around my neck prolonging it further. We probably would have stayed there for a bit longer but we weren't the only ones in the room.

"Eww. Mommy and daddy are kissing again." Kimi sticks out her tongue at us as we stop our light make out session and look down at her.

Luccia backs away from me breaking our embrace with a loving smile still on her face then returns her attention to Kimi. "C'mon lets go get ready and do something about that wild hair of yours." Luccia starts to tickle Kimi as the two run off likely to our daughter's room to prepare.

As I listen to the two of them laughing and talking in the background while staring down at my wedding ring, I can only reminisce on how things were before I met Luccia and how things are now with this special woman in my life and our pride and joy, Kimi. I don't know if it was all coincidence, chance or even fate that led to our first meeting. Whatever it was, I am just glad it happened and I did not try to change or defy its plans for me.

Fin

Yes, this chapter was edited to keep it within the constraints of a T rated story. I couldn't allow one chapter to escalate the rating of the entire story. If you really want to see this final chapter in all its unedited glory you're going to need to head over to my Archive of Our Own version of this story. Just head over to Archive of Our Own dot org and search for Mistress_Kasumi. Finally note the story One Cannot Defy Fate and look for the Epilogue chapter.

Well I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I loved writing it. See you next time when I return with a new story in a few months. Love and Kisses, Kasumi.