Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 186: Questions, Questions, Questions...

- General McCallahan: What in blazes is the meaning of this broadcast? My intelligence brief indicated this was a priority directive for strategic observation. Explain the operational parameters and the designated objectives here. Why precisely am I viewing... this?

- Captain Tavares: Sir, with all due respect, can you not see the cat ears? The tail? We are witnessing, for the first time in recorded history, a monster willingly serving a human! This is unprecedented biological and social integration, General! How could you possibly miss such an obvious detail in the field assessment?

General McCallahan remained conspicuously silent after that.

- 🦊VixieHex, Monster Domme VTuber: Ooooh, look at that eager little kitty go! She’s got her tongue veeeery deep in Kai’s business! Get it, girl! I might just convert, who needs to run after monster cock when you’ve got a man like this? Though, truth be told, I’d probably still miss the razor-scale texture of a Basilisk’s shaft, or the electric thrum of a Storm Wyvern’s bulge, and definitely the gooey, squelching suction of a Slime Lord’s tentacles! A girl’s gotta have her variety, you know? I’m sure Kai wouldn’t mind.

Princeless Princess: He would!

🦊VixieHex, Monster Domme VTuber: Oh? And who exactly are you, sweetie? The self-appointed morality police?

Princeless Princess: I am the one and only moderator of Valhalla’s Sinners! It is my sworn duty to keep the stream clean of perverts and those who wish to badmouth members of the group. Bastet might be a new addition, but I won’t let you tarnish her image!

- Elon Reinhold, CEO of PulseNet: ... My previous offer stands, but I am now prepared to double it. I demand exclusive rights to the horny feline. My acquisition team is standing by. Name your price. And stop tainting my catwif- asset any further!

Despite the quirky and outright insane comments from a few specific users, the rest of the stream chat was a torrent of a different kind: a flood of legitimate, pressing questions.

The sheer anomaly of Bastet, a subjugated monster, openly and willingly servicing her human owner, had captivated the world’s most powerful entities. Government accounts, typically stoic and reserved, were now actively participating, their inquiries logical and to the point.

- [Official_DFN_Logistics]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, Requesting immediate clarification on species identification. Is the subject a Class-A sentient entity? What is her threat assessment post-subjugation under your control?

- [Gov_Sec_Analysis]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, Do you believe that the methodology of subjugation you exercised over this monster is a reproducible process for other monster types?

- [National_Resources_MGMT]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, exactly what biological and magical resources does this specific monster class possess? Are they transferable or scalable after this... bond is established with you?

- [International_Ethics_Comm]: @Valhalla’s Sinners, what are the ethical parameters of this arrangement? Is the monster’s consent truly uncoerced, given the observed physical interaction and apparent ’subjugation’ you performed?

Kaiden glanced at the scrolling chat, and soon, a long, defeated sigh escaped his lips. ”Gods, there are just so many questions, despite the membership requirement to send messages...” he muttered, shaking his head.

He looked over at Aria, offering her a charming smile. ”Could you be a darling and read them out for me? I’m a bit... occupied.” He gestured subtly down at Bastet, still diligently at work on his pecker and jewel sack.

Aria’s eyes sparkled. She gave a cute, eager nod, her brow furrowing in concentration as she looked at the screen. Her eyes darted across the rapidly updating text, then widened in frustration. She stomped her foot on the ground, her coconut breast-holders shaking mightily under the duress she put them under. ”I can’t read so fast, Kai! It’s all moving too quickly!”

He sighed dramatically.”It can’t be helped, I suppose. I’ll just have to pick one at random.”

”Alright, this one,” Kaiden announced to the stream. He cleared his throat and read aloud: ”- 🇰🇵SupremeCommanderIlGon says that... Bastet meowed in his wife’s dialect. Her purring sounded like the voice of his lost beloved, Panthwae. He shall sell 101% of his national rice storage to ask one glorious question. Confirm if she still remembers his name.”

Kaiden paused for a second with his hand moving to stroke the soft fur behind Bastet’s large feline ears. Her purring, which had been a steady rumble, immediately intensified, vibrating with renewed fervor as she continued to suckle on his member with single-minded focus.

A low grunt escaped Kaiden’s throat as the intensified purring sent a deep thrum through him, a unique sensation that vibrated exquisitely against his already sensitive member locked deep inside her warm mouth. He hadn’t expected the sheer power of her contentment to translate into such potent physical feedback.

It was at this precise, purring, member-vibrating moment that the Paragon of Sin definitively concluded: catgirls were, unequivocally, turbo-awesome.

He took a slow, deliberate breath, steadying himself against the wave of pleasure that had momentarily jolted him. A quick blink, a subtle shift of his weight, and Kaiden was back in control, his expression effortlessly returning to one of casual amusement for the stream.

”Supreme Commander IlGon... As for your generous offer of 101% of your national rice storage, Supreme Commander... while I truly appreciate the gesture, I am, at heart, a magnanimous fellow who wishes for nothing more than world peace and the end of global hunger.” He winked at the camera in his girls’ eyes before adding, ”Therefore, I simply cannot accept such a vital commodity. Consider your question answered out of the kindness of my heart; no additional payment necessary.”

He gave Bastet’s ear another gentle rub, eliciting a deeper, more satisfied rumble from her. ”Bastet does purr beautifully, as you can clearly hear. But I must correct you. Bastet is no one’s dead wife, I’m afraid. She is my one and only beloved tanned kitten.”

Bastet, usually quick to protest that term being used on her, was far too engrossed in her current activity to even register the slight committed against her person.

🇰🇵SupremeCommanderIlGon: I don’t care about my rice storage! My people will eat grass if I tell them to!

🇰🇵SupremeCommanderIlGon: You DARE to lie, impudent bastard?! You DARE to defile the memory of Panthwae, the Eternal Flower of the Juche Revolution?! I shall unleash the righteous fury of a thousand suns upon your cursed abode for such blasphemy! Prepare for total annihilation! The very soil beneath your feet will boil!

Kaiden inwardly shrugged. North Korea and its random nuclear threats were the least of his concerns right now.

At the same time, the chat exploded with outrage of a different sort.

- EliteWatcher99: What the hell?! I didn’t pay 10 Chronos for you to pick that idiotic question! Answer my questions or REFUND! NOW!

- CryptoBaron: My Chronos! What a waste! Give me my money back! This is an outrage!

- CuriousVIP: Refund! Refund! This is unacceptable! I want answers to important questions, not this random weirdo’s dead wife fantasies!

Kaiden simply smirked at the rising tide of outrage. He knew he’d already snagged all the easy money. Those who hadn’t paid the 10 Chronos membership fee by now were either genuinely poor, not curious enough to open their wallets, or simply content to leech off the questions posed by others.

His gaze flicked to the live member count on the screen: 1,297 members.