Leisure Suit Larry in the Magnificent Monsteriffic Mamono Mission

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Chapter 5: Just another Job.

Larry finally arrived at Vinus, a quaint farming town just north of Krum. It's a rather idyllic village that looks like the kind of place heroes in fantasy worlds come from. Larry looked around, trying to find the farm mentioned in the poster. As the light breeze blows around town, Larry saw that the villagers are in a rather happy mood.

As Larry finally found the farm mentioned by the poster, he saw that the farm resembles more of a ranch, or even a plantation. Larry approaches the farm, and rang the bell hanging on a pole. After he rang the bell, a male farmer at his 40s opened the door and greeted Larry. He looked suspiciously like the former CEO of Sierra Studios, Ken Williams.

'Hello there! You must be the adventurer who took our job offer, aren't you?', asked the farmer.

Larry quickly took the poster and showed it to him as he walked towards him.

'Yes, sir. I took the job you asked for', replied Larry.

'Oh goody. I gotta tell my wife that we can ship our harvest now', spoke the farmer as he reentered the house. Larry waited for a minute before the farmer's wife showed up instead. She looked suspiciously like the wife of the former CEO of Sierra Studios, Roberta Williams.

'Come in, young lad. We can discuss about the terms before we get started', greeted the farmer's wife.

Larry entered the farmhouse, eager to begin his very first job.

Inside the rustic farmhouse, Larry glanced at the interior design of the house, and find it to strongly resemble a Wild West styled home. The farmer's wife boiled some tea at the stovetop and served them in porcelain cups, while the farmer sat on a rocking chair, while offering Larry another rocking chair to sit on. Larry sat on the rocking chair out of courtesy.

'The name's Koen Wilhelm, and this is my wife Robina Wilhelm. We lived around this area for about 10 years since we moved here, as it was quite a peaceful area, where the Order don't often come around here and make lives difficult', introduced the farmer.

'The name's Larry, Larry Laffer. You two seemed to be quite well to do', said Larry, noticing their rather affluent condition.

'We're always happy to support upstart adventurers, so we've been offering jobs for aspiring adventurers to take so they can gain some funding and experience. It's a simple job, really. Escort a cart carrying our produce to other towns, selling them to the local general store, and come back with the money intact. Of course, we might need you to buy some supplies for us, so you had to buy as you sell and carry them safely', explained the farmer's wife.

'That seems pretty good. What's the catch?', asked Larry.

'We do have some mamonos to bring along as you go to sell some of their products. You need to take care of them, but I'm sure a gentleman like you could handle them', explained further Robina.

'Just when you think this job couldn't be more difficult', thought Larry, hearing about the fact that he'll be bringing some mamonos along for the ride.

'How much could I get from this job?', asked Larry.

'You can get a small share of our produce and a partly 100 gold. Just enough to last about a week or so', replied Robina.

'So, where's the cart?', asked Larry, more than eager to get working.

'It's inside the barn, you know it when you saw the mamonos', replied Robina.

'I'll get to the place right away', said Larry, and prepares to leave.

As Larry left the living room, Koen reminded Larry of the route.

'Remember, Larry, the shopping list and travel schedule is right inside the shed', reminded Koen.

Larry walked to the barn, and opened the door. To his surprise, he saw a Holstaur, a Weresheep and a Kobold looking at Larry eagerly. Larry gulped as he saw their faces. He knows very well what will happen if they bust a move. As he slowly walked towards the cart, reaching it in the end, Larry lets out a sigh of relief.

'Good thing they were very house trained', thought Larry.

Larry looked at them once again, seeing a bovine, an ovid and a canine girl looking at Larry with joyous lust in their eyes. Larry always find any women sexy, even if one of them resembles a dairy cow with huge tits, another resembling a sheep with soft wool, and another resembling a puppy.

He took the paper from the cart, and decided to read it.

'Supplies to buy:

Niter and Potash from Orvali

Timber and Herbs from Philophea

Salt, Fish, and Rope from Siemen

Farm Tools and Textiles from Krum

Do note that there are 4 boxes of produce stored inside the cart, each one of them sold provided enough money to purchase the aforementioned items. The general store owner knows how much we need.

Also, do note that you may need to shear the Weresheep and milk the Holstaur to complete the box. Do only the needed amount when you arrive there. ¼ of the Weresheep's wool and 6 bottles of Holstaur milk should be enough.'

Larry decided to get moving, and told the Holstaur to mount the cart. The Holstaur, without a word or any funny business, followed Larry's words to the spirit. Larry then told the Kobold and Weresheep to enter the back of the cart, and they did as they were told. Larry jumped onto the front of the cart, and told the Holstaur to move the cart, and set off to Orvali. The Holstaur, with her bovine strength, move the cart easily, setting the cart in motion.

As the cart is carried away safely, and was now leaving the vicinity of the farm, Koen and Robina waved at them, wishing them a safe journey. The Holstaur, Weresheep and Kobold waved happily, and Larry Laffer followed suit. Robina and Koen winked at Larry, wishing him luck.

As they left Vinus and began heading towards Krum, as they have to reach there before going to any other town, Larry reads the Mamono Encyclopedia, referencing the entry on Holstaurs, Weresheep and Kobolds. Learning that they are some of the more docile mamonos, Larry realized that this job served as an opportunity for other adventurers to handle mamonos in a rather safe manner. At least death by snu snu wouldn't occur during an encounter with them.

Larry then turned to the Kobold, a rather young canine girl looking at Larry happily, wagging her tail as she treats Larry as her master. Larry smiled, knowing that his last two experiences with dogs only ended with them peeing on him. Larry looked at the Weresheep, watching the sheep-girl dozing off at times, and remained drowsy at other times.

'At least she wouldn't do anything to me while she's asleep', thought Larry.

Larry looked at the Holstaur, and saw the cow-girl moving the cart at a steady pace. She showed a rather laid-back attitude as she moved the cart gently yet swiftly.

'She doesn't seem to be upset about being treated as a draft animal', thought Larry as he looked at the Holstaur.

Larry checked the boxes, looking at the produce made by the Wilhelm family. Vegetables, fruits, sacks of flour, sacks of legumes, and bottles of pressed vegetable oils. All the ingredients to run a vegan restaurant with.

Larry sipped at his coffee, surprised to know that his drink remains warm at all times. Perhaps due to the special thermal cups they served the coffee with?

Upon arrival at the general store at Krum, Larry tied the cart to a pole, and tying the Kobold's leash onto the same pole.

'Now, you just stay here until I finish my business there', said Larry to the Kobold, patting her as he walked away with the Weresheep and the Holstaur.

Larry entered the general store along with the Holstaur carrying a box of the produce, and the Weresheep who remained sleepy as always. The storekeeper greeted Larry once again.

'Good day, Larry! You seemed to work with the Wilhelm family nowadays', spoke the storekeeper.

'Why, yes. I'm here to sell the produce and buy some supplies in their behalf', replied Larry.

The Holstaur placed the crate onto the counter, and the storekeeper counted the inventory of the box.

'It's all good, Larry. All we need is the wool and milk and it's ready for my storage', said the storekeeper.

Larry returned to the cart, and open a tool box. Inside, there's a shearer and a milking device. Larry took the tools and returned to the general store, with the Weresheep and the Holstaur waiting.

Larry approaches the Weresheep, with a shearer on his hands, prepares to shear her. He carefully shears her wool gently to ensure that she was sheared about 25%. Larry had no idea why, but he figures that it is best to follow instructions just to be safe. When Larry finished the shearing job, the Weresheep seemed to be a little less drowsy, and rather bare on her legs. Larry wondered why she became more active as he sheared her, but shrugged and moved on.

Larry turned to the Holstaur, and shuddered at the fact that he'll be milking her. Sure, no woman is this willing to let Larry fondle with their breasts, but a mamono willing to let him do so worries him a lot, as if it's definitely a trap.

Bracing for impact, Larry removes the Holstaur's strapless top, revealing the huge, possibly G-sized breasts. Larry glanced at the storekeeper, who graciously took 6 empty bottles and placed onto the counter for Larry's perusal.

Larry took the bottles, placed it on the floor, and mounts the milker device onto the Holstaur's breast. He then began milking her, as gently as the device could possibly get. While the Holstaur's getting all excited about being milked, she doesn't seem to be quite enjoying it much, as if she really wanted Larry to get his hands dirty.

After 6 full bottles of Holstaur's milk, Larry took the bottles and the Weresheep's wool onto the counter. Larry felt slightly sleepy as he handled the wool, thanks to its sleep magic embedded in it, but Larry remained alert thanks to the coffee he sipped. That coffee drink must have like 256-shots of espresso! The storekeeper handed Larry the farm tools and the textiles as he took away the produce. With the job finished, Larry and the two mamonos went back to the cart and moved on towards Orvali.

Larry had a mild sense of paranoia as he looked at the Holstaur and the Weresheep. He knows very well that trouble is ahead if they became uncontrollably lusty. What's worse, he might as well be ravaged by not one, but two mamonos.

By then time they arrived at Orvali, it was high noon. The rather dusty environment highlights the mining economy of the town, with the sound of smiths processing the mined ores into pure metals, some even mixed other metals together to make alloys. Larry tried to look for the general store, but had trouble navigating around the smoky atmosphere.

Suddenly, Larry remembered that Kobolds have an extraordinary olfactory sense, which can be used to find things, persons and places. Larry decided to tell the Kobold to search for the general store.

The Kobold began sniffing around the mining town, trying to search for the very same smell as the general store back at Krum. She perked up her ears, and quickly ran towards the source. The Holstaur followed suit, and chases after the Kobold as she dragged the cart along. While the Weresheep is unaffected from the high-speed chase, Larry struggled to maintain balance and control of the cart. Using the harness which allow the Holstaur to carry the cart, Larry steered the Holstaur and kept her movement away from any townsfolk to keep them from harm's way as the Kobold nimbly dodged the obstacles.

Finally, after a rough ride, the Kobold managed to find the general store. Larry tried to regain his balance, and the Holstaur began showing signs of fatigue. Larry entered the general store, and is greeted by a middle-aged woman.

'Hello, ma'am. Name's Larry, Larry Laffer. I'm here to sell some wares', greeted Larry.

'Good day to you, sir. I got the niter and potash ready, just give me the produce', replied the woman.

The Holstaur delivered the produce as Larry shears the Weresheep at her arms. Larry then milks the Holstaur, and her attitude slowly changes from docile to a rather anxious mood. Larry got the potash and niter, and then loaded with the Holstaur. He patted her shoulders as she places the harness back at her so she can move the cart. The Holstaur smiled as she began to move the cart and heads towards the city of Philophea, with the Weresheep now a little less sleepy as usual.

By the time of arrival at Philophea, Larry and the mamono were refreshed by the smell of fresh woodland air, cleaning their smoked lungs. Larry managed to find the local general store, and is greeted by the storekeeper, a young man with an attraction to his own kind.

'Why hello, handsome! What brings you here today?', greeted the storekeeper, trying to flirt with Larry.

Larry shook his head as he heard those words, trying to remove the time Gary Fairy, the receptionist in the LaCostaLotta health spa who tried to woo him, from the depths of his mind. The last thing he wanted to be seen as, is that he's homosexual. Larry went back into formalities and business.

'The name's Larry, Larry Laffer, and I'm here to deliver the Wilhelm family's produce', spoke Larry in a bold tone.

'Oh, yeah. Why don't you say it earlier? Apologies if I made you upset. Show me what they have', replied the storekeeper, trying to make things better after hearing Larry's rather stern words.

The Holstaur hauled the produce, while Larry shaves the Weresheep by half of her body. The storekeeper provides 6 empty milk bottles, in which Larry fills it with Holstaur milk as he milks the Holstaur's breasts gently. The Holstaur became aroused by the ordeal as always, but when she winked her eyes, Larry shrugged her off as he knew the implications.

Now with the timber and bundle of herbs in the cart, Larry decided to head towards Siemen. As he was about to leave town, Larry saw a young man pushing a cart made of barrels selling herbal teas. Larry notices that he somewhat resembles a black-haired, tanned version of Freddy Pharkas. The man greeted Larry with a smile.

'Howdy, partner. Would you like to try some of my herbal teas?', asked the man.

'What's on the tap?' asked Larry, noticing several taps mounted on a horizontally placed barrel.

'Well, since you have the time to stick around and hear me out, allow me to explain all my teas', spoke the man.

The man took out some ceramic cups, and began pouring some of his tea. In one tap, a reddish tea is poured into the cup.

'This, my dear fellow, is poppy tea. Good to ease the pain, good to soothe one's tummy, and good to calm one's nerves. Why don't you try some?', spoke the man.

Larry took the cup, and saw the Weresheep came down the cart, looking at Larry and the tea merchant. Larry had an idea, all of a sudden.

Larry gave the Weresheep the poppy tea, and she quickly downs it. At first nothing happens, but as she returned back to the cart, she collapsed and fell asleep. Larry could hear the snoring sound from outside.

'Whoops, looks like I added a little too much poppies. Got to reformulate the recipe', spoke the tea merchant, and drove his cart away.

'I pacified the Weresheep, but I kinda felt bad about drugging her', thought Larry, remembering how Dewmi Moore drugged him by spiking the wine with orgasmic powder, causing him to go high while she left him after winning a game of Liar's Dice. That was probably the last time he drank a drink from others.

Without further ado, Larry quickly set out to Siemen, planning to complete the job before sunset. The Holstaur began quickly moving the cart at record pace, with Larry and the Kobold holding on tight, and the Weresheep slept on thanks to the poppy tea.

By the time they arrived at Siemen, it's almost at the evenings. Larry quickly searched for the general store, hoping that it's still open. After arriving at the town's dock, Larry found the general store.

Larry entered the general store along with the Holstaur, who was carrying the Weresheep in her sleep. Larry places the produce on the counter, and began shearing her wool, leaving her tenderly naked. Good thing you made her go to sleep, Larry!

As Larry was about to milk the Holstaur, he sensed a growing lust that was about to be released. Noticing Larry's situation, the shopkeeper, a bearded man with a gruff voice, moved a wooden bucket for Larry's perusal. This bucket seemed to be able to fit about 6 bottles of milk.

The Holstaur lost her patience with Larry. She wanted sex with Larry, and she wanted it right now. As Larry held the milker device and moved towards her, the Holstaur jumped at Larry, trying to have him have breast sex with her. She held Larry down, trying to undress Larry, but Larry managed to roll away, and grabbed onto the Holstaur's back, trying to steer the Holstaur's breasts to the direction of the bucket. Larry, unable to mount the milking device to her breasts, decided to forget the device, and do it bare handed. Larry held the Holstaur's breast, and squeezed it as hard as he could to fill up the bucket.

At first the Holstaur's breast isn't releasing milk. Larry switched to a gentler approach, and massaged her breasts gently. The Holstaur fell under a state of arousal as Larry played masseuse on her tits. Larry squeezed the Holstaur's breasts gently, and milk began to ejaculate from her nipples and into the bucket. Larry continued squeezing, taking care to rub her large breasts as he milked her. Slowly but surely accelerating, the bucket was filled with delicious Holstaur milk.

As Larry and the Holstaur tried to catch their breaths after the tiring ordeal, the storekeeper took the bucket of milk, and poured it into 6 milk bottles. As he puts the milk for pasteurization for safe usage, the storekeeper placed the fish, the salt, and the rope on the counter. With the Holstaur now back as normal as a mamono could possibly be, she took the supplies and carries it to the cart.

Now, with the job done, Larry decided to rush his way back to the Wilhelm farm. Larry decided to give the Holstaur a nice massage on her back and legs, soothing her aching body as she's been worn out ever since he took the job. The Holstaur smiled as Larry massaged her using some of the skills he picked up back at LaCostaLotta during the filming of Leisure Suit Larry 6: Shape Out or Slip Out. She seemed to look blissful, and really enjoyed Larry's hands touching her delicate skin. Larry then rubbed between her temples, with her cow ears flapping with glee. Her waist was massaged by his deft hands, with her tail wagging happily, as if to tell Larry to keep doing whatever he's doing. Finally, Larry massages her legs, rubbing her hooves using his handkerchief.

The Holstaur, now fully refreshed, is ready to drive the cart around. Larry covers the still asleep Weresheep with his jacket, and began his return trip to Siemen. The Kobold barked happily, expecting a reward for her diligent work guarding the cart. Larry gave the Kobold a nice back rub and carried on.

The Holstaur drove the cart as Larry continued reading the Mamono Encyclopedia. Apparently if a Weresheep's completely sheared, she will hump her hips onto him and ravage him, thanks to losing her sleep-inducing wool which suppresses her lust. Larry lets out a sigh of relief, glad that he gave her the poppy tea. You might not be so lucky next time, Larry!

By the time they returned to Vinus, it was already night time. Larry and the mamonos entered the Wilhelm's farmhouse. Koen and Robina invited Larry to dinner, and even let the mamonos in. The Weresheep has grown back some of her wool, and she finally woke up. As Larry escorted the mamonos into the house, ensuring that they've rubbed their paws and hooves before they enter, Koen asked Larry about the job.

'Did they have a roll in the hay with you?' asked Koen.

Understanding the euphemism, Larry gave the answer.

'No, sir. Pinky swear', replied Larry.

Koen smiled, as he knew Larry did a flawless job about it.

'Splendid. I'm actually surprised myself, to see someone like you to not have a slap and tickle with them. Most adventurers had their first horizontal tango with these docile mamonos. You seemed to know what you're doing', explained Koen.

Later that night, Larry was having dinner with the Wilhelm family. The Kobold was struggling to eat the somewhat tough dinner roll, while the Weresheep placed the mashed potatoes in her mouth as she's dozing off. The Holstaur ate the vegetable mix of peas, carrots, green beans and corn, all while looking at Larry in a passionate manner. Larry gazed at the mamonos, as he tried to focus on eating the freshly fried chicken.

'Larry, the Holstaur seemed to take a liking with you. Not that this isn't the first time she does so', commented Robina.

'I couldn't even count how many times an adventurer came back shivering as they struggled to walk, reporting how a Weresheep gave the poor fellow a little sump'n sump'n. One even went as far as nearly fractured his pelvis! But you, Larry, are the first one who came back unharmed', mentioned Koen, laughing about the thought of the earlier adventurers who needed 2 walking sticks or even a wheelchair.

Larry continued to eat his dinner, feeling relieved about him drugging the Weresheep.

'Well, if you give her something to make her fall asleep, she'll remain in her dreams even after complete shearing', explained Larry, dipping the pieces of the fried chicken into some gravy that he just poured on his plate.

'So long as it works, Larry. Adventurers need to be resourceful and clever, especially when dealing with tougher mamonos. Willpower alone can't help you much, especially if you made just one false step', replied Koen.

'You can thank the tea merchant back at Philophea, who gave me a sample of poppy tea. I just thought of giving her the tea.', mentioned Larry.

'Oh, that Teddy Marcus, a young man who sells his blends of medicinal tea. He travels everywhere, peddling his wares as he tried to perfect his blends', spoke Robina, remembering the identity of the man.

'I always liked people who tried to make the best in life, with no care of being in the crosshairs between the Demon Lord's forces and the Order's forces. I mean, we wouldn't want a lilim to invade our area, but neither we could allow the Order to come, making lives difficult. Some folks from Lescatie once told me how the punishing taxes and restrictive regulatory bureaucracy make businesses difficult, and many left before Druella corrupted that place' spoke Koen.

The thought of the eternal war between the Order and the Demon Lord only reflects the Wilhelm family's patience and determination. With no desire of having their children drafted to war, nor the willingness to let them succumb to the corruption, the Wilhelm family fled to Viagra Falls, a haven for those with only the desire to live in peace and left alone.

'Missed my children who left our farm for a very long time, going on an adventure, and someday decide to settle down in another haven like here. But, they're all grown up, so I can only wish them all luck', said Robina, thought about their 2 sons travelling the world.

Larry smiled at the couple, talking about their children and their family life. Even though Larry and Patti were married a few years after they wound up in Sierra Studios, they never had a child. Patti's pedophobia remained a major obstacle in having a child. As a result, Larry treated his nephew like his son, being the next best thing. Larry Lovage wanted to follow his footsteps, so Larry Laffer suggested him to study software design. He has graduated even since, and moved to L.A, where he mined cryptocurrencies, shared memes, and shitposting in forums ever since.

After dinner, Larry went to the barn, where he'll be sleeping alongside the mamonos. Larry made himself a makeshift bed with hay, and covered it with a spare muslin cloth. He jumped onto the bed, and gets ready to sleep.

The Holstaur came to the hay-bed, and wanted to snuggle alongside Larry. Larry smiled, patting her head as he rubbed between her horns. Just as Larry was about to sleep, the Weresheep, now halfway grown her wool, came along to snuggle with Larry. Her somniferous wool made Larry slightly sleepy, causing him to slowly close his eyes. The last thing Larry saw was a Kobold who jumped on Larry's body to snuggle along. And they all slept through the night.

The next day, Larry walked out of the barn, and saw Koen and Robina Wilhelm waiting for him.

'Good morning Mr. Laffer, how the night?', asked Koen.

'Pretty good, especially those girls who slept with me. They sure seemed nice', replied Larry.

'Well, we've been raising them since we're married. You know what they say, 'to train up a monster, better start young'. We treated them as our children, even when we have human children later on. When our children left our farm, we decided to start this adventurer initiative partly to keep them from being bored', explained Robina.

'So, as for the reward as mentioned in the poster?', asked Larry.

'Oh, yeah. We almost forgot! It's right with us', replied Koen, chuckled as he remembered the reward.

Koen and Robina gave Larry a large glass bottle filled with extra thick Holstaur milk, and a ball of yarn made from Weresheep wool. Larry took the reward, and miraculously stuffed them in his pocket.

'We couldn't sell the Holstaur milk we gave you due to it being a 'hazardous material', but knowing you, you can surely make use of it safely', explained Koen.

Koen also gave Larry 250 gold coins for his services. Robina took the poster and signed it along with Koen, then gave it to Larry.

'You can tell the Adventurer's Association that your quest is completed', said Robina.

Larry took the gold, and the poster with the Wilhelm family signature, and decided to return to Krum. As he walked out of the farm, Larry turned around, and saw the Holstaur waving her hands as she jiggled her breasts. The Weresheep and the Kobold waved their hands along. Larry returned the farewell signs, smiling towards the mamonos, before he continued on his journey home.