Chapter 7: Kung! Kill him!
Has about 10 minutes passed since I started tormenting him with even the third tail?
He slowly started to lose his sanity, and before long, he completely let go of his grip on reality.
"Hee... Fox tails are the best... Warm, cozy, fluffy... It tickles..."
It seemed he had 'gone' from my tail play, wearing a face full of bliss. Looking at that sight, I...
"Bleuuurgh..."
I gagged.
How should I describe this?
Would saying that a muscle-bound man who hits a 800 total (in the big 3 lifts) is lying tied to a bed with an ahegao face explain it?
If our positions were reversed, it would definitely be a super hot situation, but since that wasn't the case, it was truly disgusting.
Fuck.
This is just femdom.
What's the difference between a woman tying up a man and tickling him with a feather or something?
Is that all?
To call it femdom, that bastard's muscles and face make no sense, so it breaks the immersion completely.
It was something I did, but even thinking about it myself was disgusting, so I immediately retracted my tails and distanced myself from him.
"I enjoyed the prank too much, saw something I shouldn't have seen..."
— You are truly foolish. There is nothing in the world as fluffy and pleasant to the touch as a fox tail, and you used it as a torture device?
"No, that bastard kept saying 'Kuh, kill me!' and pissing me off. I just played around mindlessly, and it ended up like that..."
— Didn't you say with your own mouth that as a man, you don't like men? Then could you explain to me what that action just now was?
At her words mocking me with a grin, I ran to the kitchen and pulled out a kitchen knife.
"Let's die, fuck. Rather than dying of shame like this, it's better to just slit my wrist and die."
— C-Calm down! I can respect your tastes! Even in the era I lived in, there were cases where men liked men...
"Shut up, fuck! That's not comforting at all! It won't be shameful if I die now... Hehe... Ehehehehe!!!"
— I should not have told the truth. I should have remembered that sometimes a lie is better than the truth...
Was I bringing the kitchen knife to my wrist while laughing maniacally?
Suddenly, a hand like a pot lid grabbed my wrist and threw me straight toward the wall.
Bang!
It hurts, and I'm dizzy.
So this is what it feels like to fly and hit a wall.
Forcing my fading consciousness to hold on, I forced out a voice that wouldn't come out and spoke to him.
"...When did you untie the ropes, and what do you plan to do with me now?"
"Well, considering you didn't kill me while pranking me until the end, I won't kill you either."
"You won't kill me? Then do you plan to humiliate and violate me here and there? You gay bastard..."
"When did I say I'd eat you, you crazy bitch. And I'm not gay, I just like furries. Correct yourself."
Disgusted by my friend who confidently spouted crazy nonsense, I shook my head and spoke.
"You could have just made me drop the knife, why did you have to throw a person against the wall?"
"Then why did you start by cracking my head open when you could have resolved it with conversation?"
"Because I thought I'd get raped. If I hadn't whacked you first with the frying pan, would you have been able to endure seeing these luscious tails?"
"Turning an innocent person into a potential criminal, crazy bitch. And looking at these beautiful muscles, don't you know? I could have endured it sufficiently."
"What is the bastard who was drooling while surrounded by tails 10 minutes ago saying?"
I tried to get up while rebuking him, but perhaps because the shock of hitting the wall was severe, I couldn't move at all.
"I can't... move?"
"Of course you can't move. I cast an immobilization spell at the same time I threw you. Unless I release it, it will probably be hard to move."
Saying that, he approached me while loosening his muscles here and there.
"What should I do with this one. Since fluffy and soft tails are so much my type, I feel like it would be possible (doable) if I don't look at the face."
"Are you really gay? You're a 'if there's a hole, there's a goal' guy who can stick it in just by looking at the hot exterior? The inside is a man, you crazy abnormal fetishist bastard!"
"So what. It's not like I'm the one getting stuck. And you know that saying well too."
He touched and humiliated my luscious tails here and there, then quietly opened his mouth.
"Even if it's a man, if you treat him like a woman, he becomes a woman... Khhh... But if the appearance is a super hot woman, wouldn't it not matter what kind of guy is inside?"
"Truly a crazy bastard. The fact that you can confidently say such vulgar words in front of another person tells me you're not a normal person."
"I've never thought of myself as a normal person in the first place."
Terrified seeing him approach, I asked the Fox God for help, but the Fox God cheered with a happy smile instead.
— That tremendous Yang energy... Slurp... If only I could obtain it, I could live easily for a year. Why don't you accept it instead of resisting?
"Truly a useless bitch. Once I can move, I'm slitting my wrist and killing myself."
"Who said I'd let you kill yourself?"
After humiliating me by touching my tails for such a long time, he finally sighed and let go of my tails.
"I said that, but thinking that inside that body is a dirty hikikomori bastard, my erection died. Damn it."
"Yeah, good thinking. I really thought you were gay."
"If you keep saying gay gay, I'll really just close my eyes and eat you, so shut up. I'm already pissed that you cracked my head with a frying pan, so I'm holding a grudge."
Perhaps because his head hit by the frying pan was still throbbing, he brought his hand to the hit area and growled.
"Anyway, seeing that purely pure desire remains, it doesn't seem like memories are mixed, and it seems like you are my friend, but what the hell happened?"
"Oh, you believe me?"
"No? No way. I have to hear the story first to decide. If I believe blindly and get whacked on the back of the head with a frying pan again, there's no answer."
He came close to me, who couldn't move, and demanded an explanation, and I endured the shame and slowly began to explain what happened two days ago.
"So, you're saying you masturbated to a super hot manga and turned into that?"
"I told you, suddenly some minor god called the Fox God or whatever appointed me as an Apostle and I ended up in this state."
"And you tried to borrow money to make a living through internet broadcasting?"
"To be precise, it's to survive, but as I said earlier, I only have 5 days of lifespan left. To live, I have to broadcast starting today."
"Do you really need to broadcast? If you just dress up and go out to do a strip show once, you'd fill up your Vitality to the max."
At his vulgar words, I sighed and pointed to the twitching ears on my head and the fluffy, soft tails with my hand.
"If I had a human form, I would have done that. But if I go out like this, won't I be dragged to some research lab and become Test Subject No. 1?"
"That's true. But if it's a high-ranking yokai, transformation shouldn't be different from a human, can't you do something about that?"
"I don't know. I don't know how to do it, and even if I learn, I can't use it. I'm already living a terminal life; are you telling me to shorten it even more?"
Lamenting my fate of dying soon, I sat in front of the computer to finish the commission, and my friend looked at my drawing and spoke quietly.
"It's really hard to believe. It feels similar to when I first heard about yokai and monsters from my parents."
"If you don't want to believe it, don't. Anyway, if you don't believe me, I'll be forgotten from the world in 5 days. Since I disappear from memories, you probably won't feel much guilt."
"Stop saying you're going to die, die all the time. There must be some way."
"I told you that way is internet broadcasting, you stone-head. How many times have I said it since earlier? It's a problem that will be solved if you just lend me money!"
When I exploded in frustration, he spoke to me with a bewildered expression.
"Sorry, I'm just too confused right now too. By the way, have you looked into broadcasting equipment? Is it something you can set up with 1 million won?"
"It's 1.3 million. Buying this and that, it's barely possible. Fuck... It sucks to do internet broadcasting which wasn't even in my destiny."
"Is that the only way to get Vitality? Isn't there another way?"
"There is, called Yin-Yang Union. If I get penetrated by a man, I can get vastly more Vitality than getting it little by little, but if you were me, would you get penetrated? I was a man just three days ago?"
I'm not gay, so there's no way I'd do it with a bastard like this, right?
Rather than getting penetrated, it's better to materialize the Fox God and spend a night with her.
When I rebuked him telling him not to say strange things, he started spouting bullshit with a serious face.
"If you just give permission, I can stick it in. Honestly, if I think of the person in front of me as a stranger, I really get hard?"
"Please stop spouting dog sounds (bullshit) when you're not even a dog, you 'if there's a hole' bastard."
"It's okay. The first time is hard, but once you try it, your thoughts might change?"
"This bastard is blind because he wants to lose his virginity right now... I said I won't do it, you bastard! Stop watching so much HiXmi!"
"That doesn't seem like something I should hear from you, who jerked off 3 times a day."
My friend, who expressed brief regret at my refusal, took out his phone and transferred the money to me.
"I sent plenty of money, so try to survive somehow. I hope you're still alive five days later."
"What is it? Why did you suddenly become so sweet? Did you eat something wrong?"
"Don't ruin the mood, you tactless bastard. Would it kill you to just say thank you?"
My friend frowned and got annoyed at my mood-breaking remark, but.
"...Sorry, man. Hearing that made me super embarrassed, anyway thanks. I'll try to survive somehow."
Seeing me immediately lower my tail and express gratitude, he sighed.
"You fucker, there's no sincerity when you say it while wagging your tail."
"Ah."
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