Today was the day Anon had looked forward to for weeks, if not months.

A while ago, he had signed up for the Monster Girl Programme and today they were supposed to bring his match to him. His mind was filled with thoughts of his new potential bride. He had specifically ordered a centaur, even though there were plenty of other monsters that might have been a good match. But centaurs are the best. They have the best, tightest horse pussies and the biggest tits. Not only did they have the best pussies, centaur girls also have the biggest asses.

"Are you ready for this?" asked his mum. "I've never thought my little boy would marry a monster!" While Anon was loathe to admit it, he stilled lived at home with his parents. And they had insisted on joining him picking up his new wife.

"You mean half-monster", replied Anon. "And I am not a little boy, I'm 24. You can't treat me like a kid anymore. I'm an adult now."

His mum looked at him sceptically. "I know how old you are. I just want to remind you that, even though she might look partly human, you're still marrying a non-human." She leaned closer to him, her expression growing more serious. "You better remember to treat her well, ok?"

Anon looked up and saw his mom's smiling face. He sighed. She didn't understand anything about the wonderful world of monstergirls. "Don't worry, Anon, your dad and I are going to get some groceries for a few hours, so that you and your... wife... can get better acquainted. If that's okay with you."

Anon nodded.

It wasn't long until a van with the logo of the Monster Girl Programme came. A young woman got out, carrying a clipboard and a tablet.

"Mr. Anon?" she asked. "I have your new match with me back in the car. Just sign here." she points to a blank line on the paper. "Remember, the terms of the contract? Marriage is for life, infidelity makes your a criminal in the home of your partner, and we will be forced to extradite you for prosecution were you to commit such an act. And there is no way to break this contract except by mutual agreement. Any attempts to do so illegally will also make you liable for extradition."

Anon scoffed. Of course he would never cheat on a monster girl. He wasn't a degenerate. He wasn't like the cucks on the internet. He was better. He quickly signed the paper and handed the clipboard back to the woman with a "Pftf."

"Okay, just a minute." She walked over to the car, opened the passenger door and started talking to the monster girl inside. "Ok, Cennie, this is Anon. Remember what we talked about? Be nice to him, okay?"

"Sure," said the voice of the monster girl. Her voice was odd, slightly grating. It sounded like she had a cold?

"Now, be a good girl and show your husband your smile."

The monster girl hesitated for a second, then stepped out of the car. Anon stared in horror.

The creature was grotesque and barely 5 feet tall. Instead of a pair of horse legs, she had six misshapen arms, four of them serving as legs. Her torso was small and misshapen, sitting awkwardly on top of a bulbous insectoid abdomen. Her skin was covered in patches of hair and scales.

Most horrifying of all, though, were her faces. She had not one, not two, but three tongues. Each was a disgusting, slimy looking thing, which lolled out of her mouth and was at least half a meter long.

"Hi Anon, I'm Cennie," she said, giving him a nervous smile. Anon took a step back, recoiling from the monstrous centaur.

"W-what?" stammered Anon. He turned to the woman from the MGP. "What is this creature? This is not what I asked for! I asked for a centaur. A horse!"

"I'm sorry, sir, but the monster girl programme works with whatever is available. Your request was a centaur, and we delivered."

"But I wanted a centaur like Chiron! Or a centaur from myth, not a freak from a video game."

The woman sighed. "Sir, you ordered a centaur. She is a centaur. If you wanted something more specific, you should have stated it eaerlier." The woman leaned forwards towards Anon, speaking quietly, "You signed a contract, remember? If you try to breach it, you will be held accountable in her home world. And trust me, you do not want to end up in the clutches of a monster girl's home government. Especially if you are a man." The woman paused. "Look, it's not so bad. Most monsters are nice and sweet. This one, she's just a bit different. You could do worse."

"Fine." Anon spat the word. He looked at Cennie, who was still smiling at him. Her expression was not malicious or mocking. She seemed to genuinely care about him. That, perhaps, was the worst part. He literally could not see a way he could have done worse, but there was nothing to be done for now.

"Cennie, this is Anon. Remember the contract. Infidelity means we will take you away. Be a good girl, and I'm sure everything will be fine."

Anon sighed. The monster girl was disgusting, but it was not like he could just leave her. He walked over to her and held out his hand. She stared at him for a second, then reached out and took it with one of her long slimy tongues. The long appendage coiled around his hand, leaving it covered in mocus. Anon tried not to gag.

"Let's go," he said. How in God's name was he going to explain this to his parents.