Chapter 6

After we had finished discussing the finer points of sex beasts, Ozcar teleported us to the hideout he’d had in mind. It turned out to be a modest one-bedroom apartment in downtown Tokyo.

"This is great!" I complimented him. "I was expecting another abandoned warehouse or something!"

"Kitsune don’t NEED to hide out in places like that," he laughed. "Don’t forget that we can shapeshift too. I procured this place a long time ago. I have ways of making money that most humans would turn green with envy for. And as long as I take on the form of a human, I can do pretty much anything I want in your world."

"I see," I laughed. "I guess I underestimated you. Sorry!"

"Not a problem," he replied casually, removing his jacket and stretching his limbs. He hopped up onto a sofa and tossed his jacket over one of the arms after removing HAYF’s scroll. He spread it out across one of the sofa cushions and waved me over.

"You see these figures?" He commented. "Notice the colors? The ones in red are the ones closest to our location. Each one of these runes has a corresponding color code to tell us how close that particular sex beast is. All we have to do is walk around and track them down with it."

"Seems a little inaccurate," I remarked. "I mean, just going by color, that is."

"That’s why we can also see the exact length in tails," he replied, pointing to a smaller, uniformly colored rune beneath one of the large name runes. "Take this one, for instance. Taluk. He’s only about 1500 tails away. That’s close to half a mile. We could easily walk to him."

"Do you know anything about that one?" I asked interestedly, hoping to glean as much information as I could.

"Unfortunately, no," he sighed. "Although we know a lot about them as a whole, we don’t know much about them on an individual basis. HAYF knows more about them than I do, though. He was able to divine all of their names through magic, and could find out more if he worked on it long enough. But he isn’t the type to be bothered with rigorous work like that." Ozcar laughed apologetically as he scratched his head.

"Well, I hate the idea of going in without any knowledge about them, but it can’t be helped," I sighed. "I’d like to get started right away, if I can."

"First we need to establish the ground rules," he warned, cocking an eyebrow at me. "When we’re out in public, I will take on the shape of a human so as to avoid suspicion. We can never use HAYF’s scroll within view of the sex beasts, or they’ll catch on to our methods and try to do something about it. And finally, I can’t be expected to fight alongside you. Not only would it compromise my identity, but it might also scare off the sex beast, who will tell his kin that a fox spirit is helping a human kill them off."

"Why is that such a bad thing?" I asked, unsure of the real seriousness of such an implication. "I can see how it’d spook them, but why should you be afraid of that if we can track them down anyway?"

"Because," Ozcar replied, lowering his eyes and gritting his teeth, "we kitsune are in a perilous situation here. Our numbers are dwindling as it is with human encroachment on our territory. If the sex beasts were to come at us in full force, our numbers would be reduced to dangerous levels. HAYF’s mansion is one of many kitsune hideouts in Japan. His is well-hidden by magic, but many of them are not. It wouldn’t take much for sex beasts to find them and rout us out."

"I’m sorry," I replied, aghast at what he’d said. "I had no idea."

"It’s not your fault," he sighed. "Humans are only doing what their nature dictates. We don’t harbor any ill-will toward your kind anymore, even if we did in the beginning. We do not, however, allow any sympathy for the sex beasts. To do so could spell ruin for us.

"The rules I’ve given you make it so that if you lose a battle, all will not be lost," he continued. "Your attacker will continue his activity, thinking he has only conquered a feisty human female. Even if you try to attack him and fail, it isn’t likely that he will take you seriously as a threat. Most sex beasts are well aware of their own superiority over your race."

"I understand," I replied gravely. "And I’m ready."

"All right then," Ozcar said, nodding and morphing into his human form. He looked almost Chinese with his upturned eyes, but other than that you couldn’t mistake him for anything but a run-of-the-mill human man. "Let’s get started. I suggest we leave through the building’s exit. Too much teleportation isn’t good in human territory."

I nodded, and I followed him out of the apartment and to the elevator leading to the ground floor. We got several stares from curious residents of the apartment complex. They must have been thinking racy thoughts about the young man and his even younger, scantily clad companion. I tried not to dwell on it much.

When we got down to the street level and walked out onto the sidewalk, Ozcar casually pulled the scroll out of his jacket pocket and said a few words over it, very quietly. Instantly, it changed shape into the form of a book. It looked like a normal, worn volume you might find in an old library.

"How did you?" I began.

"Fox magic," he laughed. "HAYF never was much for subtlety. That scroll sticks out like a sore thumb. I’ll keep his runes in this form from now on."

I opened my mouth to ask something else, but I shut it just as quickly. I was beginning to feel grateful that I’d been assigned to a kitsune with more common sense than I had first surmised. "So what should we do now?"

"I’ll lead us to the beast’s lair," he replied, striding forward and motioning for me to follow. "When we’re close enough, I’ll put this book away and tell you exactly where to find him. Then you’ll be on your own. It won’t do for us to be together, or the beast might not be taken in. They prefer not to draw attention to themselves if they can avoid it, and are more likely to attack a girl who is alone."

For the first time since we had returned, I began to feel a flutter of uneasiness. "So you won’t be nearby?" I asked him.

"Oh, I’ll be nearby," he reassured me. "But I won’t be in sight. Can I trust you not to call out to me if things get difficult? I could intercede if you’re in grave danger, but it will compromise our situation. I don’t want to have to ruin all that we’re working to achieve."

"I promise I won’t then," I replied, feeling mixed emotions about it. "I know the dangers of what I’m about to do, and I’ll deal with them by myself. But if I do crack, please don’t give yourself away. That’s the promise I have to have you make."

"I can’t promise anything," he laughed dryly. "Besides, hasn’t your mother told you never to trust the promise of a fox?"

I laughed. "That’s an old saying," I chuckled. "And I doubt its validity now that I’ve actually met one."

He grinned. "We’re almost there," he warned, closing his book abruptly and sliding it into a hidden compartment inside his jacket. "This is where we part ways. Do you see that alleyway down there between the department store and the fish market?"

"Is that where he’s hiding?" I asked, unable to keep my voice from betraying my apprehension.

"Yes," Ozcar replied. "I’d suggest walking in like you’re looking for something. Pretend you’ve taken a wrong turn and are lost. If you look confused it’ll make the beast more likely to pounce. Oh, and one more thing," he added, slapping his fist in his other hand as he remembered something. "I forgot to mention that the clothes given to you by Jade are nearly indestructible. They won’t be able to rip them off. But they will be able to remove them if they try. Don’t worry about that. As long as you get them back on at some point afterwards, any seed that they plant in your womb will die instantly."

"Reassuring," I muttered. "It’s not going to come to that, though."

"Let’s hope not," Ozcar replied, his face finally beginning to show signs of worry too. "Good luck!"

"Thanks," I replied, shooting him a confident smile. "I’ll meet you when it’s over!"

I left him then, and strolled as nonchalantly as I could toward the alley’s entrance. I didn’t hesitate when I walked in, and looked around me observantly, adopting a confused expression as Ozcar had suggested.

"That’s odd," I said as cluelessly as I could. "I could have sworn it was this way..." I continued walking deeper into the alley, out of the reassuring warmth of the sunlight and into the menacing shadows. "I know this is that shortcut she was talking about... but I don’t see the way out."

"Can I help you find something?" Came a voice behind me. I whirled around, prepared to see one of the hideous creatures blocking the entrance to the alley. What I saw instead surprised me so much I nearly gave myself away. Leaning casually against a stack of empty crates was a man. He was tall, dressed in attractive, stylish clothes, and was undeniably the most handsome man I’d ever seen in my life. Everything, from his tanned face and dark hair to his straight, white teeth and sparkling eyes was perfect.

"Why are? I mean..." I caught myself just in time. "Who are you? Do you work for the fish market?" Instinctively, I backed away a couple steps, hoping that my newly blushing face wouldn’t be as visible in the shadows.

"Not exactly," he chuckled. It was then that I noticed that his voice was odd... it was guttural and somewhat raspy. It sounded so foreign coming from such an attractive man that it caught my interest immediately. Suddenly I remembered what Ozcar had told me about sex beasts that could change into human shapes, and I turned a bit pale.

"You seem to be lost," he commented, flashing his white teeth at me and moving away from the crates as he walked casually toward me. My mind was firing off all kinds of warnings as he walked up to me. "Would you like me to show you the way?"

"I don’t think..." I stammered, backing up some more but finding to my dismay that I had backed myself up against a wall. He continued toward me until he was nearly right up against me. He rested his hand on the wall beside my head and stared down at me, grinning in a strange, hungry way. "I don’t think you can help me," I replied nervously, feeling my heart race as I noticed the frightening way his eyes glittered in the darkness. "I must have taken a wrong turn. I’ll... I’ll be going now." I made a move to sidle out from between him and the wall, and he put his hands on my shoulders and held me still. I stared at him with surprised, frightened eyes, although in my mind I was doing my best to remain calm and in control of the situation. I knew what was happening, and it would be best to play along for now.

"You’re not going anywhere just yet," he chuckled sinisterly, pinning me to the wall with inhuman force. "I’d never forgive myself if I allowed such a delightful little vixen to get away from me. No, you won’t be leaving for a while. Not until I’ve had my way with you!" In a flash, he yanked me away from the wall and threw me to the ground, where I landed hard on my back.

"Oof!" I grunted, wincing as my bare arms and legs scraped against the gritty pavement. "Get away from me!" I shrieked, kicking and punching at him as he began yanking my sailor uniform off of me. Within a matter of seconds, he had pulled off my skirt and my panties, and was working on my shirt and my bra. Snarling angrily, I beat him with my fists as savagely as I could. It was hard not to get caught up in the moment and become hysterical. Although this was all part of the plan, it didn’t make it any less frightening.

"Your clothing is remarkably well-made," he laughed, tossing my brassiere aside as he unfastened and removed it and my shirt despite all my struggles. "Normally the flimsy things you girls wear rip to shreds when I take them off."

"Pervert!" I screeched, clawing at his face with my nails. He laughed and grabbed my wrists with his hands, pinning them to the ground and lying on top of me. he wrenched my legs apart and planted his knees on the ground between them, and it was then that I noticed that the illusion he had manifested was disappearing, but only in his groin area. The clothing around that area disappeared, and for the first time in my life I saw a man’s penis, fully erect and poised to strike. I wondered why he hadn’t fully reverted to his sex beast form. But that didn’t matter. I knew what he was, even if he didn’t know that I did.

"I don’t know how you did that," I snarled, fighting as hard as I could against him, "but there’s no way you’re getting near me with that thing! Let me GO, dammit!"

"Ha ha ha!" He laughed loudly. "You might as well submit," he purred at me. "I’m not like normal human men, as you are about to see." Suddenly, his penis shot out from his pelvis like a snake exiting a burrow, and grew out to a length of nearly six feet. It coiled and wriggled above me, its tip glistening with some unfamiliar moist substance.

"You’re a sex beast!" I gasped, figuring it was about time any normal girl would have noticed. This must have been Taluk, the one we’d tracked. "Oh god, no!"

"Oh-ho-ho! Now you understand, don’t you, my darling?" he laughed merrily, his face contorting slightly as his grin stretched wider than a normal human mouth would. Still, he didn’t drop the disguise entirely. "It is useless to resist. I will now mate with you, and fill you to overflowing!"

"No, wait!" I cried, realizing with horror that it had become too late to try the same tactics I’d used with Gnozo. "Please wait; I can’t!" I didn’t have time to say anything else before he had positioned the head of his penis between my legs and slammed it inside me. The sudden jolt of pain and humiliating terror nearly rendered me paralyzed and mute. But within seconds I regained my senses and I screamed in pain as he ripped through my virginity and undulated himself deeper and deeper inside me. "Please stop!" I cried, feeling tears well up in my eyes in response to the agonizing pain. "You’re tearing me apart!"

"As to that, you have nothing to fear," he purred reassuringly, leaning over and licking my face with his tongue, which came wriggling out of his mouth like another snake. "I have had much time to perfect my mating rituals with your kind. I know just the right amount of force to use, so that my pleasure won’t damage you seriously. You will survive, most assuredly. Just as you will most assuredly bear my powerful young."

"No!" I screamed as he began thrusting himself inside of me with renewed vigor. "It hurts! Please stop!"

"You were yet a maiden," he said thickly, his voice humming with pleasure. "If you had been more experienced, this would be more pleasurable for you. But rest assured it is no less enjoyable to me." He dug his fingers into my shoulders as he pounded a full ten inches of his penis into me, my blood having coated it in filmy red streaks. I shut my eyes tightly and held back a sob as I realized that even if I were to make use of my weapons now, I wouldn’t even be able to cut off his penis yet, so attacking him now would achieve nothing; it would only make him use more force. Still, there was one thing I could do. I could use his energy to heal myself. I tried to calm down and concentrate, even though his hard, pounding thrusts were becoming more and more rapid and painful. Slowly, I began to sap at his energy, and began using it to continuously heal the torn and ravaged tissue down there as he pounded through it. Unfortunately, it didn’t achieve the effect I wanted, as healing myself only caused the next thrust to hurt more than the last, as if it were the first. The only saving grace was that he had a boundless supply of energy to tap, and he didn’t even notice me making use of it.

"Prepare yourself," he growled suddenly, his thrusts coming even more quickly. "I am going to come!"

"No!" I screeched, forgetting for a moment that all I’d have to do was put my clothes back on again. "Don’t! Not inside!"

"Take my gifts with pride!" He snarled at me. "For I am the most powerful of my race! You are mating with the king of the sex beasts!"

I froze as the reality of his statement hit me like a freight train. The king? They had a ruler? And I was expected to defeat HIM?

He snarled and growled like a crazed animal as his rigid penis slammed into me with excruciating force. Like a blast of heat, his semen erupted inside of me, filling me up and practically exploding out of my opening as burst after burst surged inside me until I overflowed. Before he was done a puddle of blood and semen that was nearly a foot in diameter had splattered on the ground between my legs. I tried my best to retain my senses and wait for my opportunity to strike, despite the fact that I was now weak with terror and pain.

Panting slightly, he finally withdrew his slackened phallus from my vagina, its end dripping with a hot, frothy mixture of semen and my virginal blood. I took the opportunity as he withdrew to extract enough of his energy to heal myself again, and this time I was able to replace my hymen, much to my surprise. I wondered how I would be able to expel the vast quantity of semen he’d pumped into me. I tried not to think about it too much though, as my opportunity to strike had drawn near.

"You were incredible," he groaned, sitting back on his rear, still in human form, and allowing his penis to lie slack on the ground. His eyes rolled back in his head. "I dare say you were the best I’ve had yet."

I pushed myself upright and glared at him with hatred. "I hope you enjoyed it," I snarled at him, "because I’m the last you’ll ever have! Verdo!" I grabbed each dagger as it shot out of the hidden compartment on either bracelet, and I lunged at him, ready to slice off his penis in one fell blow. Unfortunately, his suspicion had been aroused the moment I sat upright.

"You’re a feisty one indeed!" He cried, leaping away and nearly slapping me in the face with the end of his penis as he retracted it back through that strange morphing power of his. His clothing around his groin reappeared again, and I could tell that I had lost my chance to cut off his penis. I cursed myself silently, but decided that I’d do the next best thing, and take out my aggression on the rest of him. "Those are interesting weapons! I’ve never seen anything like them!"

"I keep them with me in case of perverts," I snapped back at him, getting to my feet and ignoring the fact that small rivulets of semen were trickling from my crotch down toward my feet. "What you just did to me is inexcusable. I’m prepared to kill you for it!"

"How appealingly naive of you," he chuckled. "Imagine! A human girl like you killing one of us!"

"Even you can’t be invincible!" I yelled, darting forward and stabbing at his chest. I hit him squarely with the dagger in my right hand, and instantly, it felt as though I’d just slammed into a brick wall. I dropped my dagger as my hand fell limp, having broken my wrist. Apparently even in his human form, his skin had its super-tough properties. "Son of a BITCH!" I cursed loudly, dropping my other dagger dropping to my knees. I cradled my wrist in my other hand. "Is there even flesh in there?!"

"I am invincible," he chuckled, reaching down and grasping my chin with one hand. I tried to turn it away, but he held me too firmly. "I hope we meet again," he said seductively, leaning down and kissing me, probing my mouth with that snakelike tongue of his. I tried to bite it, but found to my dismay that it was just as well-protected as the rest of him. I grabbed onto his arm with my good hand and savagely drained enough energy from him to heal my wrist. This time he took notice, and he jumped back away from me.

"How did you do that?" He cried, eying me much more cautiously. "I felt it... just now! You weakened me!"

"I thought you said you were invincible," I jeered, picking up my daggers and returning to my feet. "If my touching you is enough to weaken you, perhaps you ought to rethink your self-image!" I brandished my daggers but thought better of attacking him again, at least right away.

"Perhaps I was mistaken," he remarked aloud, after a few tense moments of scrutiny. "How indeed COULD your touch have weakened me? I must have spent too much energy mating with you. In any event, I must now bid you farewell. I hope we meet again, once you have given birth. I wouldn’t mind repeating our activities again sometime!" Before I could stop him, he leapt high into the air and landed atop the roof of the fish market. He then darted over it and out of sight.

"Ugh..." I groaned, falling back to my knees and burying my head in my hands. What a horrific, terrible experience. I had just been raped by a sex beast, and even now, the foul creature’s sperm was swimming around inside me. The thought was so incredibly disgusting that it brought on an intense wave of nausea, and I promptly vomited my breakfast all over the pavement.

"Are you okay?" Came a familiar voice behind me. I turned my head weakly to see Ozcar there, still in human form. He was holding my sailor suit in his hands and staring at me, his face a mixture of worry, anger, and fear.

"What do you think?" I asked him dully. "I’ve just been ravaged by that... that... THING. And now he’s seen my face, and can tell all his kind about me if he so chooses. What’s even worse, he claimed to be the king of the sex beasts. The KING, Ozcar. Why didn’t you tell me such a thing existed?"

"I had no idea," he replied apologetically. "We are ignorant of what their society is like, aside from their mating habits. This creature might very well have been a king. And if he was, you might be right about him. But I don’t think it will make that much difference. You shouldn’t let this one bad experience deter you from your course. There will be another time to destroy him. You just have to keep focused on our goal."

"I don’t want this to happen to me again," I muttered, shuddering with revulsion and turning away from the mess in front of me. I reached for my clothes and began to dress myself. "There’s got to be a better way of attacking these things."

"You could wait for them to attack someone else and kill them after they’re through mating," Ozcar replied. "But then you’d run the risk of the girl involved getting pregnant."

"I couldn’t do that anyway," I snapped. "It’s bad enough having this crap happen to me. I couldn’t stand watching it happen to someone else!"

"All right! I understand!" Ozcar snapped back. "I was only offering a suggestion!"

"Aw, what’s the use?" I groaned. "I can either pretend to be interested and jerk them off, or I can allow myself to get raped. Either way it’s humiliating, nauseating, and miserable. I wish I’d never even heard of sex beasts before!"

"So what now?" Ozcar asked. "Are you going to give in? You’re going to let them beat you?"

"Don’t put words into my mouth," I retorted crossly. "I’m no quitter. I said I was going to do this, and I am. I guess I just didn’t really understand how bad it could be until now."

"Actually," he replied, shifting uncomfortably, "it could have been much worse. Most sex beasts don’t have the control required to retain a human shape while mating. This one spared you a lot of unnecessary pain and injury. If the same thing happens with the less experienced ones, it won’t work out that way."

"That figures," I sighed irritably, tapping my bracelets with the butt ends of my daggers. They snapped back inside, and I swept some grit and dirt off of my clothing. I groaned as I felt a lukewarm flow beginning to creep out of my vagina. "That creep’s semen is coming out of me," I said, feeling the nausea return. "I hate this."

"Come on," Ozcar said, patting me on the back sympathetically. "I’ll teleport us back to the apartment so you can get cleaned up and relax. You’ve had enough excitement for today."

I nodded and took the hand he offered me. My face darkened as I considered what I would do the next time I saw Taluk. This was going to be harder than I thought. But I wasn’t about to let them defeat me. I was just getting started. If I had to endure this kind of torture every time, then so be it. I would be a martyr for schoolgirls everywhere!