Ooh boy. There are guilty pleasures. Like eating a whole bucket of KFC original recipe by yourself.

Then there's the deep fried, bacon wrapped, meat stuffed, chocolate sauce covered excess decadence of something that exceeds guilty pleasures. It's sinfully bad in a good way.

That's how I feel about MonMusu. Once upon a time, I too, stood upon the moral high ground turning my nose up at the those gorging themselves upon the debauchery of monster girl harem comedy. But a thought took root in my mind- "Give it a go."

And since I thought that obviously there would be no harm, and I would immediately see I was right about the quality of the material, I opened up the first chapter.

And here I am. Neck deep in the stuff that repulses society most, and loving every minute of it.

Now, Monster Musume is a simple manga. There are girls who are monsters, increasing in number as the story progresses, all competing in the Waifu Bowl where the winner gets to ride the MC's dick. Standard stuff. This premise means that the manga must stand on the quality of its comedy, characters, and setting.

And on those three previously stated counts, it passes with flying colors. It's consistently funny, with characters that don't feel boring. Things are kept spicy, and there's never a point where the story feels like it drags its feet overly long.

If you're not sure whether to read this or not, read it. That's my opinion as a professional degenerate.