Wonderland Monologues

Megumi

Megumi

It’s becoming easy. Too easy. They don’t resist me. I might need some new game. Maybe try to get out of the city. I threw back my head and groaned.

I’m bored!

This little man in his white dress suit does have his uses. He’s really good at painting my toenails. I haven’t decided on a name yet. Ha. Names. It feels like I am losing my mind. Am I though? We just keep going through more shit. Those bastards aren’t going to let up on us either. Because of them, I can’t get drunk or enjoy sex without killing anyone. Now, I can’t feel pain either. I looked down to see the little man filing my big toenail. He’s really good.

I stared up at the ceiling. I want a boyfriend. It doesn’t have to be sex. Having someone just there would be enough. I rubbed my forehead. There I go again. I really do feel like I’m losing my mind.

The men come to me so easily. I don’t really have to do anything. I just show up in club or a bar and all attention is on me. Part of the perks of being a tadpole. Men always want to hit on me and buy me drinks. I love the attention. I mean, I got it before. Now, it’s been turned up to max. They don’t fight over me. More like they all want to sleep with me in a poly way. I could take them if I wanted to. Sadly, they would be dead afterwards. That’s the part that sucks.

“No, no,” I said. “I said I wanted to purple, not maroon.” The little man turned around and walked off with my nail polish. I am going to have to give him a name. Let’s see, what shall I call him? When I first saw the little man, he had on that little white suit with that black tie. No fedora. So not cliched in that aspect. Just wish that he had on a little pair of glasses to go with his look. Come to think of it, he kind of looks middle-aged in a way.

Hm… Cecil? He looks like a Cecil. Cecil… Cecil… Cecil…

Yohoka Cecil.

Right then, he came back with the right nail polish.

“Perfect,” I said. “That’s the one. Thank you, Cecil.” He cocks his little head.

“Yeah, that’s your name,” I said. “You will be Yohoka Cecil.” He seems to take this well. Cecil twisted open the cap and got to work. He’s good at his job.

But then my thoughts went back to my powers. I frowned at the new development that happened the other night.

I tried not to think about it and focus on the cute little gentleman playing my big toe. Yeah, that should do it. Keep focusing on Cecil painting my toenails. That should be fine, right? Right…

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