Kuh! Kill Me!

About ten minutes had passed since I started tormenting him with a third tail as well?

He gradually began to lose his mind, and before I knew it, he had completely snapped.

"Hee... Fox tails are the best... Warm, cozy, fluffy... So ticklish..."

He seemed to have completely lost himself from my tail teasing, wearing an utterly blissful expression, and I watched him...

"Gueeegh..."

I vomited.

What should I even call this?

Would it explain things if I said a muscular man who could put up 800 kilograms on the big three lifts was lying tied to a bed with an ahegao expression on his face?

If our positions had been reversed, it would definitely have been insanely hot, but since they weren't, it was genuinely disgusting.

Fuck.

This is just femdom porn.

How is this any different from a woman tying up a man and tickling him with something like a feather?

Is that all?

To begin with, it wasn't immersive enough to call it femdom porn, because that bastard's muscles and face were so absurd they completely ruined the mood.

Even though I was the one doing it, I found it disgusting when I thought about it myself, so I immediately withdrew my tails and backed away from him.

"I got way too into the joke... I saw something I really shouldn't have..."

- You really are an idiot. There is nothing in this world as fluffy and pleasant to the touch as a fox tail, yet you used it as a torture device?

"No, that bastard kept pissing me off by going, 'Kuh, kill me!' I was just messing with him mindlessly, and that's how it turned out..."

- You said yourself that, as a man, you don't like men, didn't you? Then explain to me what you just did.

I ran to the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife, while she grinned and mocked me.

"Let's die, fuck. If I'm going to die of embarrassment like this, I'd rather slit my wrist and die."

- C-Calm down! I can respect your preferences! Even in the era I lived in, there were men who liked men...

"Shut the fuck up! That's not comforting at all! If I die now, at least I won't have to die of embarrassment... Hehe... Ehehehehehe!!!"

- I shouldn't have told you the truth. I should have remembered that sometimes a lie is better than the truth...

Was I about to put the kitchen knife to my wrist while laughing maniacally like that?

Suddenly, a hand as broad as a pot lid seized my wrist and threw me toward the wall.

Bam!

It hurt, and I was dizzy.

So this was what it felt like to be hurled into a wall.

Forcibly clinging to my fading consciousness, I squeezed out a voice and spoke to him, though my voice would barely come out.

"...When did you untie the ropes, and what are you planning to do with me now?"

"I don't know. Since you kept teasing me to the very end without killing me, I won't kill you either."

"You're not going to kill me? Then are you planning to humiliate and rape me in every way? You gay bastard..."

"When did I say I was going to fuck you, you crazy bitch? And I'm not into men; I just like furries. Get your facts straight."

Disgusted by my friend confidently spouting insane nonsense, I shook my head and opened my mouth.

"You could've just dropped the knife. Why did you have to throw a person into the wall?"

"Then why did you start by smashing my head instead of resolving this through conversation?"

"Because I thought I'd be raped. If I hadn't hit you first with the frying pan, could you really have held back after seeing this gorgeous tail?"

"You're turning an innocent person into a potential criminal, you crazy bitch. And can't you tell by looking at these beautiful muscles? I could've held back just fine."

"What are you talking about, you bastard who was drooling blissfully while surrounded by tails ten minutes ago?"

I scolded him and tried to stand, but the impact from hitting the wall was so severe that I couldn't move at all.

"You... can't move?"

"Of course you can't. I cast an immobilization seal at the same time I threw you. You'll probably have trouble moving unless I release you."

Saying that, he stretched his muscles this way and that before approaching me.

"What should I do with this guy? His fluffy, soft tail is so exactly my type that I think I could do it as long as I don't look at his face."

"Are you really gay? Are you one of those 'would-fuck-anything-as-long-as-it-looks-hot' guys? What's inside is still a man, you insane pervert!"

"So what? I'm not the one getting fucked. And you know that saying well, too."

He fondled and humiliated my gorgeous tail this way and that, then quietly opened his mouth.

"Even if he's a man, if you treat him like a woman, he becomes a woman... Heh heh... And if the woman he looks like is insanely fuckable, does it really matter what kind of guy is inside?"

"You're seriously insane. The fact that you can brazenly say something that vulgar in front of someone else proves you're not normal."

"I never even once thought of myself as normal in the first place."

Seeing him approach, I panicked and asked the fox deity for help, but she instead cheered with a blissful smile.

- If I could just obtain that incredible yang energy... *Slurp*... I could easily live for a year. Why not stop resisting and accept it?

"You're seriously no help, bitch. Once I can move, I'll slit my wrist and kill myself."

"Who said I'd let you kill yourself?"

After fondling and humiliating my tail for so long, he eventually sighed and let it go.

"I said all that, but thinking that what's inside that body is a filthy shut-in bastard killed my erection. Fuck."

"Yeah, good thinking. I thought you really were gay."

"If you keep calling me gay, I'll just close my eyes and fuck you for real, so shut the fuck up. I'm already holding a grudge over you bashing my head with a frying pan."

The head he'd struck with the frying pan must still have been aching, because he brought a hand to the spot and growled.

"Judging by the fact that you still have some incredibly raw desire left, it doesn't seem like your memories got mixed up. You really are my friend, but what the hell happened?"

"Oh, you believe me?"

"No, of course not. I need to hear your story first and decide. If I blindly believe you and you smack me in the back of the head with a frying pan again, we're both screwed."

He approached me, unable to move, and demanded an explanation, so I endured my embarrassment and slowly began explaining what had happened two days ago.

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"So you masturbated while looking at an insanely horny manga, and turned into that?"

"I'm telling you, some fox deity or whatever suddenly said she'd appoint me as her apostle, and I ended up like this."

"And you tried to borrow money so you could make a living through internet broadcasting?"

"More precisely, so I could stay alive, but like I said earlier, I've only got five days left now. If I want to survive, I have to start streaming today."

"Do you really need to stream? Just get dressed, go outside, and do one strip show. That should fill your vital essence to the brim."

At his vulgar suggestion, I sighed and pointed at the perky ears on my head and my soft, fluffy tail.

"If I still looked human, I would've done that. But if I go out like this, won't I get taken to some research lab and become Test Subject No. 1?"

"That's true. But if you're a high-ranking demon, your shapeshifting should be no different from a human's. Can't you do it somehow?"

"I don't know. I don't even know how, and even if I learned, I couldn't use it. I'm already living on borrowed time; how is that any different from telling me to shorten it even further?"

Lamenting my fate as someone who would soon be dead, I sat down at the computer to finish my commission, and my friend quietly spoke as he looked at my drawings.

"It's really hard to believe. I guess it's like when my parents first told me about demons and monsters."

"If you don't want to believe it, don't. If you don't believe me, I'll be forgotten by the world in five days anyway. I'll vanish from your memories, so you won't even feel much guilt, right?"

"Stop saying you're going to die all the time. There has to be some way, right?"

"That's what streaming is, you blockhead! How many times have I said it? This can all be solved if you just lend me the money!"

Frustrated beyond endurance, I finally exploded, and he said to me with a bewildered expression,

"Sorry, I'm just too confused right now. Anyway, have you at least picked out the broadcasting equipment? Could you put it together with 1 million won?"

"It's 1.3 million. Once I bought this and that, it was just barely possible. Fuck... It's fucking miserable having to do internet broadcasting, something that was never in my fate."

"Is that the only way to obtain vital essence? Isn't there another way?"

"There is: yin-yang union. If I get fucked by a man, I can obtain vastly more vital essence than I can by collecting it little by little, but would you get fucked if you were me? I was a man just three days ago."

I'm not gay, so why the hell would I do it with a bastard like him?

I'd rather materialize the fox deity and spend the night with her than get fucked.

When I scolded him for saying something so strange, he began spouting bullshit with a serious expression.

"If you give me permission, I can fuck you. Honestly, if I think of the person in front of me as someone I don't know, I get hard as hell."

"Please, you're not even a dog, so stop barking bullshit, you 'would-fuck-anything' pervert."

"It's okay. The first time is the hardest; once you try it just once, you might change your mind."

"This bastard's gone blind because he wants to lose his virginity... I said I'm not doing it, asshole! Cut back on HiXmi already!"

"That doesn't sound like something someone who masturbates three times a day gets to say."

Disappointed by my refusal for a moment, he pulled out his phone and transferred money to me.

"I sent you plenty of money, so somehow stay alive. I hope you're still alive five days from now."

"What the hell? Why'd you suddenly get so sweet? Did you eat something weird?"

"Don't ruin the mood, you oblivious bastard. Would it kill you to just say thank you?"

At those mood-killing words, my friend frowned and grew irritated, but...

"...Sorry, asshole. Hearing that makes me fucking embarrassed, but anyway, thanks. I'll somehow stay alive."

Seeing me immediately lower my tail and express my thanks, he sighed.

"Fuck you, you're wagging your tail while you say that, so it doesn't feel sincere."

"Ah."