Chapter 45: The management of the tail is a matter of great importance

Yesterday I was thoughtless enjoying a frantic Happy Time, but waking up to a refreshing morning after sleeping well, I finally realized I was fucked.

"...The only way to go home disappeared."

The desperate fact that the day my parents told me to come home is today, but there is absolutely no way to go home.

Originally, I planned to go using something called 'fluke' under the Fox God's help, but judging by the reaction my friend showed yesterday, it was absolutely impossible.

It showed a tremendous effect enough to make a genuine furry-lover, who can't even get an erection without fur, into a normal sexual desire holder for a moment, so applying this to a normal person?

It is certain the situation will flow into a catastrophe.

Maybe as in erotic novels, I might get gang-raped wherever I go.

Getting fucked here, and fucked there.

Eventually unable to forget the taste of men, becoming a body unable to live without men.

Embarrassing to even call it female corruption. Right, since foxes are canines, I'll become corrupted into a bitch (female dog).

You might think the delusion is too excessive, but this is strictly the truth.

This Nine-tailed Fox body is so sensitive that even feeling slight pleasure dyes the mind blank for a moment.

And at some point, the lower abdomen fills with moisture.

"But, how do I really go home? If I don't go today, I'm really fucked..."

Crunch. Cruuunch...

Biting even my fingernails expressing anxiety, I eventually posted carefully on the community site to borrow the power of collective intelligence.

Collective intelligence usually yields bad results, but sometimes. Very sometimes, it derives excellent results.

[If, hypothetically speaking.]

Author: Anon(223.39)

In modern times, if you are the only different species, and you have to go somewhere you must go, what method would you use?

Characteristics are so strong that the moment you show your existence, it's straight to the lab, and once you enter the lab, you can never come out.

There is no option not to go out, must go out unconditionally. What would you do?

After writing the post and pressing enter, notifications that comments were written started appearing one by one.

Indeed, what choice did these surplus humans make?

I scanned slowly with expectation, but as expected.

<Comments>

[NTRIsTruth: Sex]

└[MesugakiCorrectionMatingPress: Pussy]

└[NTRIsTruth: Dick]

[FluffySoftStickyMilkDispenser: Dun?no]

└[Anon(229.39): If you don't know, find out fuck]

└[FluffySoftStickyMilkDispenser: (Emoticon: Roughly saying now is not the time)]

[Anon(218.36): Don't know what it is but fucking otaku delusion bye]

└[Anon(229.39): So what would you do? Tell me the answer and go]

└[Anon(218.36): Why think about that shit you otaku bastard lol kill yourself instead of thinking about that shit lolol]

└[ElfFinalTwerking: As expected, big things are done by Anon...]

└[TentaclePureLove: Anon-jwa stinging rebuke lol]

The situation rather fell into the gutter if anything, it didn't help at all.

Anyway, consistently unhelpful bastards.

Asked for nothing, fuck.

Lamenting my completely fucked fate, was I hugging my fluffy, soft, and luscious tail to heal?

Fortunately, there was one normal guy, leaving a quite plausible answer.

[KidnapConfinementAmputationObsessionPureLove: Can you receive help from others? Just need to move somewhere?]

└[Anon(229.39): Yeah just need to move without getting caught]

└[KidnapConfinementAmputationObsessionPureLove: Then getting into a fucking huge delivery box or carrier and having someone else move it instead would work. You said you just need to move?]

...As expected, the power of collective intelligence is amazing.

This is why I can't quit community sites, you know?

Leaving a thank you emoticon to the person who gave an excellent answer, I called Noona immediately.

"Noona."

[Where are you right now. It's almost lunch, why aren't you coming?]

"Still at home, I have something to say."

[You aren't laying groundwork saying you can't come, right? If so you really die, Mom is preparing dinner because you're coming right now. Very grandly.]

Noona spoke with a cold voice as if she would really tear me to death if I didn't come, but I barely endured the rising fear and spoke calmly.

"Think I can't go, found a method but it was full of flaws."

[So, you can't come because there's no way?]

"No? Not that. think it's sufficiently possible if Noona helps."

I told Noona the method I conceived in my head, and at this, Noona.

[Are you crazy? Asking me to put you in a delivery box and deliver you home?]

Naturally, showed a reaction of losing her mind (absurdity).

But what can I do. It's the only method that comes to mind right now.

Honestly, isn't it simple yet effective?

Doesn't get caught by others either.

I rather pressured Noona with a confident attitude.

"Then if there's a better method than this, Noona say it. A method to go down to our parents' house without getting caught by people."

[...Can't you just say you cosplayed and come down? Fucking annoying to go pick you up.]

"People would totally believe it's cosplay. What model tail in the world sways so naturally? Besides, model tails aren't this luscious, fluffy, warm, cozy, and soft? Are you comparing my charming tail with such trash right now?"

[Bastard infinitely sincere about tails... Certainly, that tail was a bit charming. Okay understood, I'll prepare and go immediately so wait. Think it'll take about an hour and a half to get there.]

"I'll be waiting dressed up, Noona! Come slowly!"

Noona sighed and hung up, and I started showering immediately while waiting for Noona.

If I don't wash now, I won't be able to dry all the tail fur before Noona arrives.

...Everything else is good about being a Nine-tailed Fox, but washing and drying is really fucking annoying.

Around the time I finished showering and was delicately drying the last tail, beeping sounds were heard and the door opened, Noona entering inside.

Noona looking at me diligently drying tails with a hairdryer with pathetic eyes.

Those eyes felt bad so I screamed immediately.

"Drying these tails is fucking hard, you know? If not dried delicately, it smells like dog fur right away!"

"Did anyone say anything? And, didn't I tell you to have everything ready before I came?"

"That's why I told you to come slowly! Drying ears and tails takes a super long time! It's Noona's fault for coming too early!"

"Bastard blaming others... Give it here, I'll dry it."

Noona took the hairdryer and started drying my luscious tails handling them roughly, and startled, I snatched the hairdryer and tail from Noona.

"Doing this damages all the tail fur! If you don't do it delicately and softly, it all gets tangled and becomes like a mutt's fur!"

"Geez, a kid who usually dries hair roughly acting so strict just because a few tails are attached."

"Not acting strict, tails are a grave matter!!!"

Eventually, Noona raised both hands and backed off as if she wouldn't interfere with my tails anymore, and making a crying face, I started slowly trimming the tail fur messed up because of Noona.

After 15 minutes passed like that, having groomed even the last tail neatly, I smiled satisfied and calmly explained the reason I couldn't go home to Noona.

"So, you can return to human form but the risk of that method is too big?"

"Yeah, yesterday I transformed in front of Hyeok-jin and almost got fucked right there? Even that fur-fucker bastard went crazy running wild, how much more would normal sexual desire holders be."

It was fortunate because it was my childhood friend, if it was a stranger, I might have lived hating men for the rest of my life.

Already a hikikomori, if misandry developed too, wouldn't I really not go out of the house until I die?

Thinking that while carefully brushing my tail, Noona spoke to me with a curious face.

"Transform for a moment, let me check to what extent it is."

"No matter how much I like Yuri, I don't want to scissor with incest? And even if I scissor, I scissor with a pretty woman, I hate scissoring with a gorilla like Noona."

Onee-shota also said they don't want to do it with an ajumma smelling like a chicken coop.

It's the same, Noona.

But perhaps the effect of the guy called 'fact' that makes the chest sting and stomach stuffy was tremendous.

Noona, hearing the word 'gorilla', started expressing anger as much as possible.

"What, gorilla? Do you really want to die before going home?"

"No, it's the truth! Why get angry! Do you think women who hit a 400 total (in big 3 lifts) are common in the world?!"

"Shut up you bastard!!!"

Smack!!!

"Aaaack!!!"

Eventually failing to control her anger, Noona fed a powerful honey chestnut (knuckle hit) to my crown, and I rolled around the floor in pain ringing my skull.

Hurts.

Feels like the skull is completely shattered.

Feels like the head split in half, am I even alive right now?

Truly ignorant bitch.

Bitch like an African Sahara Desert gorilla.

Bitch only dirty strong resembling gym-rat father.

Shedding tears at the intense pain felt in the crown, I glared at Noona nervously, but Noona took out her fist again and spoke murderously.

"Look at those eyes, wanna get hit more?"

...No.

Whimper.