(WARNING: Expect my senseless British propaganda.)

My appointment was early in the day and before I knew it lunch time had arrived. "So Dr Infinity gave you these to get rid of the dreams?" Cara holds up a small bottle of Valium medication.

"Yeah, it's supposed to help with nightmares." I explain taking the bottle from her and placing it in my jacket pocket. For the day we've taken the 'tube' to London. "The underground is very impressive here." Myrda remarks as we get off the train.

"I suppose it is." I smile looking at the sign that says 'South Kensington' "I've also heard the Museums here are great." (You're God damned right!) 

"We should definitely visit the Natural History museum first. That's my favourite." Myrda begs hugging onto my arm. "Oh, yeah. I forgot you're English aren't you?" I grin.

"Yeah I am. I just think the building itself and the discoveries inside it are amazing, it's almost two hundred years old and still looks great. Almost like my mother." At the last bit I spit out a bit of my coffee. "Excuse me." I say.

"Dragons like me age really slowly compared to most over races. My mother is two hundred and fifty six years old and looks like she's in her late twenties by human standards." She winks at me "That means when Cara is in her sixties I'll still be young and hot." She whispers in my ear.

"Well actually. Although our youthfulness is not like dragon's since we moult our age slows down. Although it doesn't actually extend our lifespan." Cara explains causing me to sigh. 

"Are we really going to discuss non human species biology right now?" I ask getting slightly annoyed with their argumentative attitudes. "Myrda started it." Cara states sending them both into a fit of arguing.

"You're like a pair of kids!" I hiss silencing them both. Their faces turn sulky because I shouted.

"Don't shout at us Master." Cara pouts.

"If you stop behaving like children I'll stop teaching you like children." I grit my teeth. "I could never marry someone so immature." I turn around and smirk.

What? Did you think I was the usual mindless anime protagonist? You were wrong! Who am I talking to? Shrugging my shoulders I carry on with Cara and Myrda in tow. Surprisingly there are a lot of non humans walking around London. On their own. A few however are walking with partners. I can only assume that they're in relationships.

(If you're wondering why I made England like this it's because here we seem to make these sorts of decisions a lot. Giving women the vote, freeing slaves and so on. Now you may carry on. Also it's been about a year since I've been to the Museum so I don't know what is currently hanging in the main hall. So I'm going with Dippy. Who I love very very much.)

-Baby Time skip-

Upon getting into the museum through the massive queue outside inside the huge skeletal body of a Diplodocus occupies a large space inside the main hall. "They're kind of like dragons if you think about it." Cara states convinced by the idea.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Dinosaurs. Well like mythological dragons not Myrda."Cara explains.

"What do you mean?" Myrda pouts "Y/N thinks I'm scary don't you." She pushes out her chest, perhaps trying to seem scary but succeeding only in showing me her breasts. "Sure." I say in an attempt to please her.

"If he's scared of you how will he marry you?" Cara whispers not so quietly to Myrda causing her eyes to widen. "You're not really scared of me are you babe?" She begs pulling on my arm.

"No of course not." I say cooling her down a bit. Until she slaps me. "What was that for?" I growl holding my raw face. "For lying to me!" She sulks. However it appears her slap is worse than she thinks and starts bleeding. I head to the toilet leaving Cara to argue with Myrda.

"Jesus." I hiss into the mirror washing the blood off my face.

"Lady trouble?" A man about my age washes his face beside me.

"Yeah, how did you guess?" I ask the obviously British man. As he tidies his electric blue hair.

"Only a woman can leave a man with such a wound without his own knuckles being bloodied." He smirks, "However to put up with that you must have some sort of love for the girl."

"Well yeah of course. The same goes for all of them."

"Dude what?" He sits on the edge of the sink "Wait. You have your own harem?" He grabs both my shoulders, one of his arms is significantly heavier than the other. "Oh, sorry. I find it difficult to control my excitement and the arm doesn't help." He smiles pulling up his sleeve revealing the distinct lack of flesh.

"How did you lose that?" I ask.

"I'd rather not talk about it. You can call me Roach. It's been a pleasure Mr?" He shakes my hand.

 "Oh, I'm Y/N. Y/N L/N."

"Anyway, good luck with your harem. Have a great day." He smiles and walks out the toilet.

Out of all the strange characters I've met this week he is by far my favourite. I smile having had my day brightened up. Leaving the toilet I head back to the girls.

For the next hour and a half me and the girls look around the museum. Both of them taking particular interest with the extinct creatures. Cara was especially hypnotised by the collection of various bugs inside the museum. Then we reached the human biology part.

"Is that really how much blood you humans have?" Cara asks pointing towards the large glass cylinder full of blood. "Well yes." I state simply.

"It's a lot?" She says taking frightening interest in the blood.

"Look here babe?" Myrda says pulling me towards her. She points towards a blocked off area saying 'Non human species- The mystery uncovered' on a sign. "They're making a part about us here?" She says with hints of excitement in her voice.

"Well you deserve one, it's a natural history museum and non humans have as much evolution behind them as us." I smile knowing I've probably secured my rape tonight.

"You're so sweet babe." She crushes me inside her breasts.

"No fair it's my turn." Cara pouts crushing me inside her own breasts. When I'm finally released I can see....Smith? Standing behind Cara. "Smith?" I say in confusion.

"Y/N. Great you're here. I was looking for you!" She says in delight.

"What do you want?" I sigh Myrda having to hold me up out of having a childlike fit on the floor.

"I've got another girl/marriage candidate for you to take in." She states.

"SMITH!" I growl standing upright "I'm here on leave for my mental health. I'm not on a fucking holiday! They've got me on Valium, do you know what Valium is!"

"Oh so you're on medication. Therefore you're better." Smith says illogically.

"Fuck me." I mumble.

"I won't personally but this is England and the interspecies laws are different." She whispers in my ear. "This is Samantha. She will be staying with you. Her ticket to Japan has already been paid for." She quickly runs off leading me with a short girl bearing resemblance to a toad.

"Hi." She says sweetly moving over to me with a slight cheerfulness to her steps. "I'm a Mucus Toad and I'm going to rape you." She whispers in my ear.

Holy shit. Lovely. 

"What are you doing? He's going to be my husband!" Myrda says proudly.

"I don't have any interest in him." Samantha says in the same sweet innocent voice that just said that it is going to rape me. "Oh, okay I think we'll get along then." Myrda smiles at the small girl in the small shorts and plain blue T-shirt. Falling for her almost childlike voice.

The small shorts really show off those Godlike thighs. It takes me a few seconds to register that I'm looking at them.

"I think we're done." Myrda says. Having looked at all that interests her.

"I pretty much saw the museum while Smith looked for you." Samantha explains smiling cutely. Cara still looks at Sam with suspicion still despite her previous words.

"Let's go back to the hotel then." I smile.

"But we haven't got a room for Samantha?" Cara states.

She's right. Both the girls are already sharing a room so that only leaves....my room. I don't even have enough money to pay for three nights.

"I guess I'll have to share with my Master." Cara smirks.

"No way. I will share with babe." Myrda glares at Cara.

"I could share with him." Sam says quietly.

"I guess that makes sense considering you're not interested in him." Myrda agrees.

"Fine, but at the first sign of anything I'm killing you." Cara's eyes glow red.

Either way I get raped. This is terrible. I sigh heading towards the station with my shoulders hunched over.

-Back at le hotel de London (Made up in case you didn't realise)-

After having a shower I go into my room to get changed. Having said goodnight to the girls who supposedly were 'talking' to each other. Whether they're talking or gossiping I don't know.

Putting on some underwear I decide to go to sleep before Samantha comes back. Moving into the side of the bed nearest the wall as I have to share with her I try to fall asleep and eventually do.

Something cold and slimy wakes me up and I open my eyes to see Samantha sitting on my chest exposing her womanhood clearly to my face. Despite my unwillingness I can't help but grow hard especially with those thighs of hers.

(Zenith is a thigh guy)

"I see you're enjoying the view." She smirks kissing me.

"You know what?" I sit up pushing her off me. "For once it would be nice if I could get some sleep without someone trying to sexually harass me/rape me/spooky ominous beings preventing me from sleeping!" I growl turning to face the wall and quickly falling asleep.

Author's Notes- I'm going to keep this thing going for a while. You will not lose your virginity under my watch. Also the only reason there are so many author's notes in this one is because I really do love South Kensington It's great. For those who were annoyed at my introduction into this story it was always going to be a temporary thing. More a reason to go to England while lining up a continuation for my multiverse and other stories. But due to one guy saying I like how you keep blue balling us (Not his exact words) I'm going to save my lemon until a lot later. While writing this chapter I listened to Editors albums: The back room, An End has a start, In this light and on this evening, The weight of your love. Check them out since I love them. Zenith Out...