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chapter one: Kyosukes Death
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The tall half-human kitsune sheathed his katana with with a slow grace as the men of the opposing army lay dying in the battlefield around him, their moans of agony and their whimpers of pain fading away as each life flickered and finally blew out, like candles in a strong wind. His bloodstained leather armor seemed to carry a dull sheen, even in the dim lighting of the fading twilight sun, so soaked was it with the lifeblood of his fallen enemies, and his own blood as well. He wasnt a god, as his unit believed, nowhere close, but he needed to keep up appearances to show his respect to the dead men who used to be his squad, layed low by these rogues. He turned slowly in the dim light, revealing himself to me slowly, his entire fearsome and graceful form. I was petrified, yet couldn't look away, even though I knew he was coming for me next, to finish the job he had started not 5 minutes ago, when my unit had tried to ambush him in this forest. We had thought the thick trees would give us an advantage over his long sword, that fearfully long katana, his Muramasa, but we were wrong. Oh man, were we ever wrong....
I groaned as I tried to crawl backwards, finding it impossibly difficult to do while clutching my ruined hand to my chest. The man had cut it off when I had tried to stab him in the back, and somehow, miraculously, the bleeding wasnt that bad... It even felt halfway cauterized, though I hadn't thought to look, stunned as I was from this... this.. creatures abilities. He was a demon, or so my simple mind thought as I had watched him fight, his long blade arcing gracefully through the air in short, swift strokes, faster than any blade that size should ever have been capable of. I tried to scream as by some trick of the light, some final flash of the dying illumination, or just some spiteful trick of the gods, his form was revealed to me. I don't know why he scared me so, or why I saw what appeared to be TRUE demons dancing around his blade, the tiny 1 inch tall imps clinging tightly and possesively to the blade and sheath, but I knew then.... I was going to die...
His face... It was blank, and for a brief moment, I couldnt fathom why, until I noticed it was a mask... A simple kitsune mask, porcelain white with no eyeholes... Just a solid piece of ceramic with black lines painted on, the thin lines swirling gracefully and giving the illusion of eyes that stared deeply into my soul, uncovering my deepest secrets with ease. The ears of the mask, however, were missing, making way for his real ears, fox ears, standing stark white against the backdrop of dark leaves, along with his hair and twin tails, just as white as his earfur, and speckled with tiny drops of blood that seemed to glitter like rubies in the instant I saw him. In that same instant, I noticed a bit of scar peeking out from the bottom of his mask, on his chin, and directly beneath where his right eye would be... I assumed he had eyes....
His bloodsoaked leather armor hung close against his skin, revealing his lithely muscled form while not providing any specific detail beneath the treated leather. Around his neck was a pendant, a silver pendant, with a design I couldnt quite make out in that brief moment of illumination, but something about it drove that stake of fear even deeper into my heart, making it thud loudly in my chest. I kept hearing my heartbeat in my ears, drowning out the sound of my labored and pained breathing, and I couldn't believe my head hadn't exploded yet from the pressure.. His feet were covered with plain black tabi socks, at least I assumed thats what they were, making his steps barely a whisper to my human ears as he approached in the near pitch black darkness of the moonless night, the starlight barely letting me see anything more than an outline of his body beneath the canopy of leaves.
I whimpered gently, stuttering as I begged and pleaded for my life as the last of the dying light from the sun faded away, leaving me blind to his approach. I heard his blade unsheathe, and I felt him draw back, preparing to ram it through my chest, to finish the job he had started.... then.... I felt him stab forward! And... nothing but a loud thunk beside my ear as the blade was plunged into the tree, the cold steel brushing my ear and drawing a thin line of blood. Suddenly, and I never knew how i worked up the courage, or why I asked... but I said "Wh... Why? Why spare me?!" as I pulled myself up to lean against the tree, still gasping for breath through the pain.
I felt the eyes of his mask meet mine in the pitch black of the forest night, and shivered instinctively, the action intensifying for a moment as i heard his voice, a soft, calm voice, filled with none of the rage I had expected after we had killed his entire squad "Because... You are the only one... The only man i have ever met that was simply acting to survive... To live through this era without truly fighting.... And because I'm tired of this war... My blade shall be the only legacy that shall remain of me... and your tale... Tell them i died in this clearing..." With those simple words, I felt his gaze leave mine, and I stayed stock still for a moment until I managed to exhale, not realizing I had been holding my breath.
"A.... At least tell me your name..." I pleaded with the kitsune, shivering again as I heard him moving, towards me or away, I couldn't tell.
"Kyosuke Inazuma..... Soldier and Familiar of Musashi Miyamoto.." With that simple introduction the clearing fell silent again, and I stayed leaning against the tree until i passed out from exhaustion.
When I awoke in the morning, I looked around the clearing, saying a silent prayer for the dead, both the members of the group of rogues, of whom I was the only surviving member, and Kyosukes squad. I would follow the mans wishes, since he had spared my life... I noticed his armor, and his sheath beside it. with only a moments hesitation, I stood up and disrobed, trying on a piece of the armor, blinking as it seemed to shrink to fit my smaller stature, then rapidly pulled on the rest of the quality leather armor. It was clearly enchanted leather, and it was more than a few times better than my own. After finishing with the armor, having pulled it all on, I turned my attention to awkwardly tying the sheath to my hip, barely managing it, then yanked the blade from the tree, admiring the quality of the steel before sheathing it and walking off, out of the clearing.
I didn't know where I was walking, where I was heading, what town I would end up in next, or who I would meet... I only knew 2 things for sure about my future... I would spread that warriors tale about, about how he fought like a man possessed... And that I would never be able to stay in one place for too long. The rest of the 'Warlords' rougues would be after me soon enough after they found out I was alive... I couldn't, wouldn't let them have the mans sword. Maybe I would take up the mans name.... His appearance too.. I happened to know of a few magicians and healers in the area who could both restore my hand and change my body, permanently.. But that was a plan for another time. I patted the remaining glove that was secured behind my belt, my crippled hand (or lack thereof) clutched to my chest as I walked, disappearing into the forest, leaving the clearing full of bodies and the scent of death behind as I walked off towards my new life, absently humming a song beneath my breath.
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chapter two: Kyosukes Rebirth
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I woke up slowly, groaning as the aching of my sore muscles came rushing in from the wonderful bliss of sleep, eliminating any hope of returning to that wonderful state. My stump at the end of my right arm was infected at this point, and ached with every single motion I made. I slowly rolled onto my side, and pushed myself onto my feet awkwardly, not being used to using my left arm yet after only four days on the road after I had met that strange kitsune who had both cursed and blessed me with this new life. I moaned out in pain, grimacing as I stood up, my back popping loudly from sleeping on the hard ground again.
By my count, I was only a few hours away from the tower of the mage who had made himself renowned as a healer, capable of restoring most lost limbs and nearly any ailment short of death. I looked down at the sword on my hip with a gentle smile, grimacing as I see the bag of gems I had stolen that first day on the road. I had told myself that the merchant was rich enough not to miss this bag of enchanted gemstones, but I didn't believe it that much. I blinked suddenly in surprise as I saw the wizards 'tower' suddenly spring into view out of midair, then growled internally at myself. He was a wizard, of course he would have such defenses as a spacial distortion.
I looked at the tower for a brief moment, admiring the towers beauty, at least compared to the places I had seen in the last year it was beautiful, considering most of what I had seen over the last year was that same forest and a nearby cave. Before I lost myself admiring its beauty, I blinked again and moved forward, rapping hard against the oak door at the base of the tower. It clearly had a weak glamor on the stone that made up the tower, just enough to distract anyone approaching long enough for the wizard to prepare a spell. Just as my hand connected the fourth time on the door, it opened faster than I could blink, revealing a short, scrawny man wearing a voluminous white robe with a somewhat dopey smile on his face. I jumped in surprise, and looked down at the man in shock "You're the wizard?!" I managed to say, trying my hardest not to do anything to offend the man who I hoped would help me along the path into my new life as a kitsune.
The short human let out a soft chuckle as he looked up at me with his soft green eyes, looking my body over with a scrutinizing gaze that made me feel uncomfortable, as though he was finding every single flaw that my body held, and was calculating the spells to fix them. His scrutinizing gaze continued until his eyes fell onto my missing hand, and the stump that remained, seemingly the last thing he noticed, even though it was the most prominent flaw "Yes actually, I am, mister 'Kyosuke'.... Or should I rather say 'soon-to-be-kyosuke'?" The man said as he let out a gentle laugh at my shocked expression before grabbing the bag of gemstones off my hip, faster than I could react, and loosened the drawstring that held it shut, examining the rare gems as he stepped aside to let me in.
After a moment of glaring at him, this tiny and odd man that claimed to be a practitioner of the arcane, I stepped inside and turned around, gasping in shock as I noticed the now missing door... and tower. I was standing in the middle of a field of roses, in a small clearing in the field, a drop of green in the sea of red. I looked around, noticing the alchemical and magical equipment situated around the plush yet small bed in the middle of the clearing. I took a step toward the bed without thinking, then blinked and regained control of my body, and turned to face the wizard, who had swiftly moved across the clearing to a free floating cabinet, pulling it open and pulling out a pile of ingredients, shining botlles, and pouches of glistening powders. I i watch him silently for a moment, then take a deep breath "Y.. You already know why I'm here, don't you?" I managed to say without my voice cracking
He smiles back at me as he starts to mix ingredients seemingly at random, boiling some and freezing others before mixing, cutting, chopping, dicing, mixing and pulverizing ingredients. "But of course! You wouldn't stop shouting it with your mind over the last three days, so... I just had to get the spells preapared... I haven't met a man as strong willed as you since... Well... Since I met the original you! The first Kyosuke! Amazing swordsman swordsman that one... Guess he finally gave up his blade like he promised... Why, I remember the first time I met him..." the man said, starting to ramble on about the many times he had met Kyosuke until he coughed awkwardly and looked at me, motioning for the bed "Where are my manners? Go ahead and lay down, and we'll get you changed and healed up..."
I smiled softly at him as he talked, zoning out as he rambled, thinking about this sword strapped to my waist. Why did it exude this aura, this feeling of darkness? That man, Kyosuke... He seemed.. Nice, now that he thought about it.... Why would a man like him hold a blade like this in his possession? Was he a priest, of sorts? How could I possibly keep a blade like this in my possession without its influence changing me, changing my personality? I blink in surprise at his sudden order, and obey without thinking, climbing onto the bed, enjoying the plush material it was made of, suddenly feeling very tired... And tingly all over. Soon enough I passed out on the bed, allowing the magician to set to work on the painful process of resculpting my entire body, cell by cell, piece by piece. It was a VERY lengthy process that would consume years of my life, though I hadn't known that when I had decided upon this course. This magician wasn't just changing my appearance... He was changing everything about me, down to the genetic level. He was infusing my body with a kitsunes natural abilities, a kitsunes lengthy life... And Kyosukes real body, down to every scar on his muscular form... And the exact size and shape of Kyosukes genitalia.. But if anyone asked, he would never tell how he had garnered that bit of information, though he would give a soft, wistful smile.
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chapter 3: Kyosukes Awakening
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I sat up quickly with a loud gasp, dislodging the thick blanket that was draped over my new body. I looked around cautiously, hugging the blanket to my bare chest . I had no memories past waking up just now, except a few things, foremost of which were my name, Kyosuke Inazuma, and the fact that I had not fallen asleep in the bed that I was now waking up. My fox ears twitch gently at the sounds from the next room, the sounds of plates clattering gently against a counter, and only a single set of footsteps... And a heartbeat? Yes.. A heartbeat... I could hear my.. I didn't know what that person was... Were they my savior or captor? I guessed I would find out soon enough, since that person was walking into the bedroom. I blinked at the appearance of my savior.. Thats all she could have been, I realized at that moment, as my eyes darted over her form. I cringed suddenly as I noticed something.. Different about my sight. All the colors seemed bleached, faded slightly, and everything lacked the finer details, like they used to. I reached up shakily, afraid of what I might find, and rightfully so.
My eyes were gone! Simply gone! Over my eyes, a horizontal scar was in place, seemingly fresh, sealing my eyelids shut and stretching a few inches past the corners of my eyes on each side. My hand keeps tracing, a soft, startled sob escaping my lips as it ecounters the second scar, crossing over the scar that passed over my right eye, going from my hairline down to my chin, making a cross shape on my face. I sudenly feel the female felines furred palms resting gently on my shoulders, pushing me back onto the bed, her heartbeat elevated as she speak, a soft, somewhat shy voice "M.. mister! You've gotta stay laying down! Y.. your eyes... I.. I'm sorry... I couldn't save them...."
I gently resist her touch, her gentle prodding to make me lay back as my fingers keep rubbing the scar, my twin tails twitching beneath the thick blankets as I look up at her, meeting her gaze, my voice soft, with a tinge of fear to it as I ask "What.. What happened to me? Where am I? Who are you?" I blush softly, then look away, down at the blankets, my white ears pinning gently back as I speak "N... Never mind.. I', asking too much right now... Just... Just tell me your name... Please..." I beg, my claws digging gently into the blanket. I could tell I was nude beneath the blanket, and it embarrassed me to no end thinking of her touching me in my unconscious state, looking at my body. I knew I didn't fall asleep nude, which meant she had undressed me to get me like this, if she hadnt found me nude to begin with...
She blinked at his actions, increasingly curious about this male she had been... Delivered, was all she could say. Apparently, as I would later discover, she had discovered me fully armored and passed out outside her mountain cabin. That wizard apparently dumped me there after he had finished so I could 'get used to my body' as he would tell me the next time we met. She gently placed one palm to my chest before smiling shyly at me, a gentle, cautiously happy purr emanating from her chest as she spoke "My names Jenna.... I'm the only one that lives this far up the mountain...."
I shivered slightly at her voice. It was beautiful! I groaned gently, and sniffed the air as I 'looked' around, (still with no idea how I was seeing anything, blinded as I was) quickly locating my armor. I got up, taking care to wrap the blanket around myself to hide my more intimate parts, knowing it was one thing to be seen nude while you were in a coma, and an entirely different one to show yourself off when awake. I pull my armor on, the pants at least, managing to hide myself until I was decent, and rapidly pulled the rest of my crimson leather armor on before making to move for the door, the feline girl blushing as she darted forward, gently grabbing my wrist in her hands to hold me back, her ears pinned back as well as she spoke, nearly in tears for some reason "P.. please don't go, mister!! N.. no one ever comes up here to visit.... J.. just a few days... Please?"
I sigh softly, feeling that I had somewhere I needed to be, but figuring it wouldn't hurt to stay a few days, at least until I gathered my thoughts enough to remember where that was.. I turn and smile in her general direction, deciding to hide my little ability to se from her, at least for now. I gently pat her head before stepping over to the side, seeming to fumble until I found a chair, and sat down with a soft, seemingly reluctant sigh "I... I guess I can... I don't think it will hurt anything...." I said. and so, I stayed with this lovely, shy cat-girl for a few days, then a few weeks, then a few months... Time rolled on, and no matter how much I protested, or said I needed to leave, I never did. Soon, I had been with her for 2 years. She disappeared every few weeks, and though I hadn't regained any of my memory, I knew why she was leaving. I had this nagging feeling every month around that time, an attraction that was more than simple lust. It wasn't a 'want'.. It was a 'NEED'. It was 'her time of the month' so to speak.
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chapter finale: Jennas Virginity
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Something was wrong this month. I could smell her need, even as far out from the cabin as I was, about 90 feet out, herding a few of her sheep, but she wasn't leaving like she usually did. I was very concerned, and a bit afraid to enter the cabin. I had even spent the last few days sleeping in the barn with the animals, just to hide from her. She didnt get moody, or anything like what I remembered human females did, but she was.. Well... Overly happy. She was trying to seduce me, iI knew. I was out chopping wood that day, when it happened...
I brought the axe down hard, my bare, lithely muscled chest glistening gently with sweat in the cool autumn air, muscles rippling beneath my skin with each motion of the axe, splitting the logs as easily as I would split a loaf of bread with my bare hands. Up, down, THWACK, replace the log after piling up the one I had just split, then repeating those motions, over and over again, trying to resist her strong scent, and failing horribly. A soft, low growl was emanating from inside my chest as I worked, not noticing as the sun started to sink, so enthralled was I with my work. Soon and sure enough, I heard her calling out to me that supper was ready, my own musk dampening her powerful scent enough that I didn't notice it for the moment, causing me to forget.
I put the axe away, panting gently from the exhaustion of the days labors, and pile the split logs against the house before stepping inside and pulling the door shut, sealing out the chill winds and sealing in the warmth of the fire. I smile at her, sniffing and taking in the scent of the venison stew she had made... And something else, something much more powerful, with a stronger pull on my bodily instincts. I suddenly let out a loud, powerful growl, my twin tails wagging slowly as I step forward, leaning in and sniffing gently at her neck, causing her to blush vibrantly and shift where she stood "N.. Nyaaaaa!~ K.. Kyosuke, wh... What are you doing?!" She nearly shouted in surprise, her own instincts acting up as well, making her raise her tail slightly in response to my growling and sniffing. I blink at my own actions, and pin my ears back, stepping back and looking away from her, letting out a low and apologetic whine, my pants a size or 2 too small now thanks to the growing bulge in them. I turn to leave before i take things too far, digging my claws into my leg to keep myself in control. She blushes harder before she mewls softly, looking up at me and grabbing my wrist again, the same as she had done years ago, panting gently as she squeezed my wrist "P.. Please stay... I need... I need you, Kyosuke! I.. I can't go another month without you!" She practicaly screams at him, her ears pinned back and her tail raised high.
I shiver, and spin on her after taking a deep breath, waiting for her to finish talking before I did, pressing my lips to hers in a gentle yet passionate kiss, both of us panting at this point, me in an attempt to control myself, her in need. My hands caress her hips gently as we kiss, and she squirms slightly, shifting her feet. My sensitive ears can hear her heart racing, and my enhanced sense of smell drive her pheremones to nearly overwhelming levels. I can't stop myself anymore, and reach down, unbuttoning my pants and letting them fall to reveal my 9 inch human cock, throbbing hard in anticipation of what was to come. She gasps loudly at my sudden motion, then mewls loudly in surprise, blushing harder than before, if that was even possible.
She keeps blushing as she nuzzles my chest gently, purring at the smell of my thick, sexual musk as she gently gripped the bulb-like tip, stroking and rubbing gently with her furry palm, making me groan happily for a moment before grabbing her wrist gently and prying her hand from my shaft, causing her to mewl in protest "But Kyo!! I.. I want it!" she whines before another kiss, deeper this time, silences her. I smile down at the shorter female before me as I gently rub her ass with one hand, cupping one of her breasts with the other, thumb and forefinger teasing and tweaking her nipple, making her moan out in pleasure. I smile at the wonderful sounds she was making, and spin her gently around, pressing my cock against her furry ass as my left hand moved around to tease her clit, my right hand still playing with her breast as I gently nibble and lick at her ears, drawing out even more of those oh so beautiful moans.
After a few moments of teasing, I could feel her tense up, and quickly pull my hands away from her sensitive areas, resting my hands on her hips so she wouldn't orgasm just yet, stil licking and nibbling her ears. With a chuckle, I gently pick her up, bridal style, and carry her to our bedroom. Against our better judgement, we had been sharing a bed since she had found me, but now... I was glad we did... I gently lay her on the edge of the bed and smile up at her as she stutters out how nervous she was, and how it was her first time. I smile warmly at her now, her protests slowly dying away thanks to my smile "Hush" I say "I'll make you feel good... I'll cool that fire between your legs...
She nodded silently as she shifted nervously, then relaxed and let me take the lead. I gently spread her legs, rubbing her inner thighs with my gentle hands as I lean in, giving her heated sex a gentle sniff, my hot breath dancing over her senitive little pleasure buzzer before I gently drag my slightly bumpy tongue over her vulva, tails wagging rapidly behind me, causing her to gasp loudly, clutching at my ears with her delicate paws, seeming unable to decide whether to push me away or pull me closer for the moment, until I give her another long lick, loving the taste of her slightly sweet juices. Her hands clutch my ears tighter as she pulls me closer, forcing my lips to her pussy. I ignore the slight pain in my fluffy ears as best I can, and delve my tongue into her as my arms wrap around her upper legs, holding her gently in place as my tongue spreads her pussy lips, delving in deeper to lap gently at her inner folds, making her scream softly in pleasure as only the briefest licking and teasing make her cum, hard, into my mouth, her juices dribbling down my chin as I slurp up her orgasm, the sounds coming from between her legs making her blush vibrantly as she basks in the afterglow of her first orgasm caused by another person, her claws gently scratching through my earfur before I pull away, licking her juices from my lips as I smile happily at her, and slowly crawl up her body, dragging my tongue up her body, starting at her clit before dragging it upwards, tongue combing through firt her bellyfur, then dragging slowly between her breasts, where I take a slight detour to lick over one nipple and give it a gentle, teasing nip, then lick upwards again, tongue playing over first her neck, then her lips before I kiss her deeply, my rather thick cockhead teasing her netherlips gently.
With a soft, possesive growl I move my head downwards and gently bite the thicker fur and skin of her neck, a erogenous zone for nearly all feline species, making her whimper pleasurably, her claws reaching around to rake softly at my back, just barely dimpling the flesh as she claws at my skin, and in response I thrust my hips forward slightly, having to arch my back so that my cockhead would spread her pussy wide, with more than a little effort. My cock would never be the best first choice for a virgin, I knew, but I was the only male around to help douse this blaze in her womb, and I was determined to help her. I growled louder at the sounds of her cries of mixed pain and pleasure as I slowly pushed my cock deeper, its rock hard, veiny length spreading her wide. I whine apologetically to her as I feel her virgin blood leak out around his shaft, and biting a bit harder on her scruff to increase her pleasure. Soon enough, I was hilted inside her, my throbbing length seeming to hit all the right areas to make her moan, my cockhead gently kissing her cervix. I growl louder as I slowly pull back, barely in control of myself as I hear her moaning from the slow motions, tails wagging in expectation of the beautiful sound I was about to hear from her. Suddenly, and with no more warning that a slightly louder growl, I ram in hard, our crotches slapping together wetly as my cock sinks entirely back into her, making her scream my name in pleasure, a deep purr rumbling out from her chest as I start to jackhammer my hips against hers, taking long, hard thrusts, screams and moans of pleasure emitting from her lips, and growls coming from mine, jaws still wrapped around the scruff of her neck.
I roar out a cry of primal pleasure as i finally ram my hips against hers for the last time, at least this round, as I erupt deep inside her, my hot, musky seed filling her womb, a bit of it spilling out onto the bedsheets as she climaxes as well, screaming a loud meow into the cooling air as she clamps her walls tightly around my shaft, milking it for all I and worth. I slowly relax my grip on her neck, panting heavily as I slowly let myself slip out of her, my seed spilling out briefly before her lips close again, keeping as much of my seed in her as possible. I roll off her, and look over at my new mate, who was fast asleep, her tail twitching cutely. Her firt time must have tired her out. I chuckle as i pull her into a gentle hug, slipping our thick blanket over the two of us, then nuzzle her head gently as i say "I won't let you go through another night without me... I promise... I'll always be here, my lovely Jen...." And soon after, I fell asleep, dreaming of my life with her, and of our future together, a bright, happy future