Chapter 43: You... Was it a fashion furry?

"Hah... Already busy to death with the schedule, another schedule added. How annoying."

I looked at the screen announcing the call ended and threw a question at the yokai trampled under my foot.

"Hey, what kind of clothes do you think would suit a human woman with blonde hair, red eyes, and big tits? I'm a layman in this field so I don't know well."

"Kill me... Don't mock me, just kill me!!!"

"Not mocking, asking because I'm curious, need the power of collective intelligence. But judging by your attitude now, it seems you won't answer even if you die."

If he answered nicely, he would have gone nicely without pain, pitiful bastard.

I summoned hellfire and started burning the guy's body slowly, and the dying Yoma (demon) squeezed out all his demonic power as if making a last struggle and poured curses on me.

"Rakshasa (Na-chal)... You bastard will not feel sexual desire for your own kind from now on! Taste the pain of being unable to love the existence you love anymore! Hahaha!!!"

The Yoma burst into refreshing laughter even while feeling extreme pain burning in hellfire, but when I showed a lukewarm reaction instead, he shouted in confusion.

"Why... Why on earth is there no reaction? I said you cannot love your own kind? You can only do impossible love from now on, why are you making such a face!"

"Did you investigate properly? If you investigated just a little properly, you wouldn't have even thought of such a curse?"

I ridiculed the bewildered guy and told him one rumor about me spread in the underworld.

"The underworld's worst abnormal fetishist. Was it rumored roughly like this? Anyway, it's been a while since I stopped feeling sexual desire for humans, so receiving the curse doesn't really affect me."

But it's really strange, why do they call me the worst abnormal fetishist?

Isn't furry quite a normal sexual desire?

No? Then listen to me for a moment.

Everyone must have thought about wanting to touch an animal with fluffy fur at least once.

And, unless you are a human who hates animals, you must have touched one at least once.

Soft, warm, and somewhat stabilizing feeling. Right, you must have felt exactly that texture.

Then I'll ask here.

After touching once, didn't you perhaps feel like touching a little more?

You did? And, the texture of the soft fur was very good?

That's how furry starts.

Combining characteristics of animals and humans, an appearance closer to a beast than a human.

At first glance, you might feel a slight rejection, but if you keep looking, you too will gradually fall into the wonderful culture called furry.

Suspiciously rich furries?

There's a reason why rich people like furries. Engrave it and take notes.

...By the way, why is this Yoma bastard silent since earlier? Did he faint?

Worried, I tapped the Yoma a couple of times with my foot, and the yokai wailed with a face covered in tears.

"T, To think this Du-eok-si-ni (Korean goblin) would lose to a mere abnormal fetishist sex demon! How resentful!!!"

"I told you it's not abnormal fetish but normal sexual desire? Repeat after me, furry is normal sexual desire."

"Shut up, Rakshasa! Do you intend to mock me until the end?"

"Not mocking, you bastard pissed me off first. Who treated a perfectly fine person as an abnormal fetishist first?"

When I increased the output of hellfire further to torment him, the guy stared at me with murderous eyes even while screaming.

"Ku-eueueu... I will return! I will return and tear you to death!"

"When you return, please come as a super hot sheep furry. I haven't done it with a sheep furry until now."

"I will definitely kill you!!! Rakshasaaaaaa!!!!!"

With those words, the Yoma completely perished, and when the soul came out of the disappeared body, I burned even the soul without hesitation.

"I'm very curious what it feels like to stick it into a female sheep furry, but now I can't go around sticking it anywhere like before. Even though I look like this, I'm a pure love sect."

Thinking of my friend who has fluffy ears and nine tails that one never gets tired of touching.

As expected, isn't it fine if it tastes good?

Even if the inside is a childhood friend, honestly the body is fucking hot.

In the first place, does it make sense that the mind is male? If became a female, became a female, what gay drip.

A male thrusting a dick at a female, isn't it strange to call that gay?

"No matter how I think about it, I'm not gay. This is the fault of that bastard who changed into an arousing body."

Finishing self-rationalization, the Yoma's soul burned in hellfire and disappeared from the world, and I called my old colleague who suspiciously liked tentacles to grant my friend's request.

Sealed the medium of sexual desire, how is she living now?

Still, she must be living a better life than before. Since she won't be doing fucked up things like raising and enslaving monsters.

Was I waiting briefly listening to the ringtone? A moist sound came from the phone, and a woman's voice full of sex appeal flowed out.

[Haa-eut... What business does our fucked up Rakshasa have calling this humble lewd woman~?]

"Need help. Need to choose women's clothes but don't know what to choose."

[Is it clothes to dress that hot Cheonho (Heavenly Fox) lady? Heueuk... But I also only wear shaman clothes every day so I don't know well.]

"Fuck, are you perhaps masturbating while taking the call right now? Answering roughly because you're masturbating, right?"

[Half right, half wrong. Haaang...♡ Wait a sec? Raising the speed a bit... I also only wore clothes Mom bought me until now~ So I don't know clothes well either.]

"How come there are only loner bastards around me? Isn't there anywhere to get real help?"

[That's because you're a loner bastard so birds of a feather flock togethe... W, Wrong switch...! Too fastttttt! C, Cummiiinggggg...♡]

Endlessly flowing moist sounds. And the shaman bitch panting he-ek he-ek as if exhausted, spitting out moans.

Realizing she became unable to communicate anymore, I shook my head and hung up the phone.

"Not just loner bastards, but only crazy bitches and bastards. Need to meet some real normal people."

Troublesome.

There isn't a single normal existence among people or yokai in my contacts to ask about clothes for women.

If I knew this, I should have gotten the contact from that Crazy Psycho Lesbian fox bitch even forcibly back then.

Crazy for scissoring, but still had an insider vibe.

Hah... I don't know, if I go to the department store, an answer will come out somehow.

If really stuck, I can just ask the staff and pick.

After long deliberation, I chose the option to go to the department store first, and as soon as I made the decision, I used Shukuchi (contraction of space) and arrived in front of the department store.

And, there.

"Oh, Rakshasa? Why are you here..."

I met a savior.

Time flowed and flowed, already evening.

Since the childhood friend bastard who I thought would arrive early still hadn't arrived home, I was working on commissions with transformation released.

When will he arrive? Will he arrive within today? Surely this bastard isn't buying clothes heavily mixed with his taste?

Thinking this and that while waiting for him, finally the doorbell rang and the childhood friend's voice was heard.

[Bought clothes, open the door.]

"Open it yourself? Usually you open and enter on your own, why can't you enter today?"

[No hands, it's heavy so open quickly!]

At his angry voice, I ran quickly to the front door and opened it, and as soon as I opened the door, I could see my friend carrying a mountain of clothes.

"What are you doing, not entering quickly."

"No... Just buying one or two sets moderately would suffice, why did you buy so many?"

"I didn't buy them. And move quickly, it's fucking heavy right now."

The friend bastard spoke with a haggard voice and entered the house, and as soon as he entered, threw all the clothes on the floor.

"Phew... Phew... Really dog tired, fuck. You, never ask me for something like this again? If you're gonna ask, fuck, give me a piece (sex) once then ask!"

"It's all self-inflicted, retard. So who told you to sexually harass right in front of my eyes?"

"You accept sexual harassment from bastards whose faces you don't even know, why not from me? This is fucking unfair, really!"

"Because those people harass not knowing I was a man, and you try to smash sex knowing I was a man!"

"Honestly if it's hot, that's all that matters! Hey, let's switch positions and think. If I changed into that form and did female moves, would you fuck me? Or not?"

The guy whose annoyance exploded shouted loud enough for the one-room to fly away, and at this, I started imagining calmly.

Bald gym-rat childhood friend becoming a super hot blonde red-eyed big-titty Gumiho.

Nine fluffy and thick tails swaying gently.

And twitching fluffy ears casting unconscious seduction.

...Why is it possible (doable)?

No. I'm not gay, it shouldn't be arousing!

I shook my head to come to my senses, but the friend bastard, triumphant at my reaction, pushed me even harder.

"See, you're possible too! Why treat me, who has normal sexual desire, as a homosexual, you bitch-like bitch!"

"Not bitch-like bitch but bitch! And, commonly speaking, does it make sense to thrust a dick at a childhood friend?!"

"Didn't you say just now it doesn't matter if it's hot? And, impossible? Just wagged your tail fucking vigorously, this bastard trying to lie when it won't work at all."

...Damn tail.

Usually good because it's soft, fluffy, and cozy, but for hiding emotions, there's really no trash like this.

By the way, at this pace, I feel like I'll really get fucked like a dog within today, what should I do?

Let's change the topic first. If I change the topic, I can solve this shitty situation somehow.

I laughed awkwardly and spoke to the friend bastard narrowing the distance.

"Oh right, come to think of it, I became able to do something similar to transformation."

"Transformation? Finally able to hide both?"

"Yeah, the Fox God called it 'fluke' and let me hide them. Seems there is a penalty, but don't know what the penalty is yet."

Hearing that, the guy seemed to erase thoughts of sex for a moment, looked at me with eyes full of interest, and told me to transform.

"Hide them in front of me first, that penalty might be a kind that affects others not you."

"Wait a moment, have to ask the Fox God."

At his words, I asked the Fox God and hid ears and tails once again, returning to a complete adult woman's body.

Since he's a guy who likes furries, he absolutely can't get turned on seeing this body, right?

Thinking that, I looked at where the friend was, but strangely, the friend bastard was contorting his face severely.

And, asked me with a suppressed voice as if enduring something.

"Are you demonstrating asking to get fucked right now?"

...Was this bastard a fashion furry?