Subversive | Youkai #3

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S U B V E R S I V E   | Y O U K A I

CHAPTER 9OF HUMAN BONDAGEHana ends up getting cornered by the rooftop after school. A female student has invited her under the pretense of friendship, making Hana hopes for some humanity still left in this town. Who would have known that this town is much more riddled with scum-corrupted than she has ever thought it can be?

The girl is pretty and kind-looking at first glance, big eyes and easy smile with pink short curly hair. But under that deceptive visage lies a horridly hideous monster of a b***h, who is willing to stoop down to anything in order to bring any rivals down the slope.

“Hi Marie-chan, what would you like to do after this? How about visiting that new cute cafe nearby the shopping district?“ Hana asks as they watch the brilliant blue sky above.

“Actually, I’ve got a better idea.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?”

The smile on Marie’s face slowly twisted into that of a crooked wicked psychotic grin, all jagged and vile-looking, sending off red alarms to Hana’s person almost immediately that the girl can’t help but to jump back in fright, her stupidly big t**s jiggling out of her uniform top on the way.

The chuckles that slip out from Marie’s twisted mouth is nothing sort of mocking. “Do you actually think that I want to be friends with you?” Her words jab at Hana’s psyche like thorned needles, icy and are not afraid to sound hurtful. “No, really, do you really think anyone wants to be associated with you at this point? Look at you; I mean, really look at yourself,” Marie jabs her index finger at Hana’s underboob crudely. “With bubbles like these, you might as well sign up as the town’s slut. Oh wait, you already did, didn’t you? Getting fingered by our school teacher as a class demonstration; getting f****d a bunch of evil monsters with their monstrous c***s —”Cold dread washes over Hana in an instant. How did she know about what happened to Hana? “— so why shouldn't we just make it official, shall we?”

Right on cue, a bunch of seniors suddenly pop out from behind the stairs, striding towards her with racking eyes and leering smirks on their faces. One is big and tall, another thin and even taller, others are varieties of generic height. They all have one thing in common: It’s clear from the looks on the front of their pants that they are here to f**k her, whether Hana likes it or not.

The girl immediately goes for a run, but Marie physically stops her by grabbing Hana by the arm. It doesn’t take long for the rest of the guys to form a barricade around the troubled girl, surrounding her with their bodies and musky scent. Flashbacks of her nightly tortures being ravaged by those youkai lords immediately fill her mind’s eyes, making her tremble with fear.

“W-what do you guys want from me?”

“Easy. For me, to teach you a lesson. As for them… well, they’re just along for the ride,” Marie crackles at her own joke and the rest of the guys join in, before putting their grimy hands all over her skin, hands pinching and kneading, fingers flipping up her skirt and disappearing right into her panties, different digits inserting themselves and thrusting in and out lazily ever so out of pace like they own her body, all while Hana is wailing and whimpering from both lust and fear as the older boys unbuckle their pants and present their thick needy c**k into her hands, breasts and mouth, some even going straight for her holes.

Someone curves their two fingers inside her, while another slides his c**k down her throat, choking and gagging her until she sputters wet saliva all over his d**k. Someone rolls his d**k into her waiting cunt, not even bothered with using a condom. Hana mewls out a protest, not wanting to have his seeds swimming inside her womb, but they all just laugh at her patheticness. “What difference will that make? Bet this cunt has already had its own share of ride,” someone tucks at her lower lips mockingly. “Tell us, how many d***s have to ride with this hot p***y of yours?” She’s not loose, but she’s also not that tight anymore.

Hana can’t believe that this is happening again to her. The poor girl is so lost and helpless that she ends up allowing herself to get gangbanged by a bunch of strangers in the rooftop of her own school. She tries to scream for help but is soon stuffed by another eager c**k down the throat, muffling her protests until wanton moans start to come out from her mouth instead.

Her p***y is heavily drenched with swimming sperm by the time they finally let her go.

The next day, she goes to the school council to report the wrongdoings done to her, only to be treated like a s*x doll once again. Albeit, the President and Vice President are both handsome lads, but that doesn’t mean she actually enjoys being sandwiched in between, the ice-blue hair President calmly soothing her to swallow his big d**k while the glassed Vice President has her bend over and f**k  her from behind while they both casually talk over report discussing over her head like she is not even here in this room.

Ugh… she can’t live like this anymore. She needs to do something. And fast.

After washing herself off in the girl’s lavatory, she makes a quick stop at the infirmary, hoping to see the nurse. The woman from before, Rika-san, is on her desk checking some files when Hana comes in.

“Oh hi, you’re back. How are you—?” Rika stops on her track when she takes in Hana’s new appearance. Her bust size is really going to be her most defining feature from now on, but she is still trying to get used to it. She can already see the speculation running through the woman’s mind, probably trying to calculate just how much money the girl has wasted on getting plastic surgery.

Hana can’t actually blame them; if a similar situation happens to another girl she doesn’t know much about, she would probably think the same way too. After all, who would actually believe that a girl can hit puberty at such an exhilarating speed overnight?

But Rika quickly fixes her expression. “Would you like to sit down?” she asks in her professional tone as if nothing’s at odd, which Hana silently appreciates very much.

“Um, I was wondering if you have any means of contraceptives lying around here somewhere,” she squirms in her seat, her cheeks warm madly by her own embarrassing question.

“Sure. Let me get it for you. Just wait here.” Rika approaches a medicine cabinet and looks through the drawers until she finds what she’s looking for, then hands Hana a sheet of pills.

“The only ones we have left are the types that you can to insert yourself. But I’m sure you’ll  have no problem doing it yourself, won’t you?” Hana nods her head absentmindedly as the nurse briefly explains the regular intakes she must receive in order for the pills to be effective.

When the silly girl leaves the room, the nurse lets out a low chuckle.

Just according to plan.

Hana wonders around the school hallway, not realizing that the coast has already been clear for long. On her way back to her own classroom, she stumbles onto someone’s chest, and a hand quickly goes to steady her. “Student Council President!” she exclaims in surprise, not expecting to see the older boy again so soon after their last encounter, her p***y walls still sticky from his partner’s semen from recently.

“Oh, what a coincidence. I was just wondering what you’ll be up to. Tell me, what are you doing here alone in the hallway during class hours?”

“Ah-um, I was just…” It feels too embarrassing to tell him the truth, but her flushed, trouble expression only makes her appear even more suspicious in the President’s eyes. Her hands clench around the pills in her hand, and the gesture is not missed in his over-observing gaze.

“What’s that you’re hiding?” A large hand goes to lift her chin up while another captures hers and slips the pills out of her grip. His icy blue eyes skim through the instruction eloquently, then a small gentle smile appears on his lips. “Need some help with this?” he asks while Hana stares on dumbly. Did he just over to help shove a pill into her p***y? Her internal walls clench excited at the notion, and her resolve gives ways.

She doesn’t need to get told twice when he silently pulls her away to enter one abandoned classroom and lock them in. Quick fingers work to unwrap one pill and shoves it into her opening before he carefully slides his massive hard c**k into her wet, quivering p***y, pushing the pill deeper as he maneuvered her on top of him, his body leaning against one desk. He makes her do all the hard work, requiring her to move her hips while letting gravity pulls her down as millimeters of her cunt walls get split open by his ever-protruding d**k, macro-movement of her facial expression bloomed into a delicate, delighted smile as the pregnancy prevention pill works its way all the way up to her womb with the push of his hefty cockhead.

She knows that the deed is done, and there is nothing else to do with him. She knows this, yet she can’t help but let out a whimper when her body starts to f**k itself onto his c**k; hips moving back and forth with so much ease, so much incentive, it’s almost natural. Like being home. And it’s so nice and warm that she can’t help but to embrace the sensation intently.

“Yes, that’s it. Take my cook deeply,” he speaks calmly as she withers against his hips, long fingers brushing back her tangled hair almost attentively.

They spend the rest of the hour trying to fill up her womb to the brim, that by the time they are done, Hana wobbles and collapses on her knees, unable to walk straight, feeling so full and leaking everywhere, her mana energy spent all over his d**k.

The Student Council President, being the gentleman that he is, tucks himself in and princess-carry her to his office. Though Hana has an inkling feeling that he is only doing this so he’ll have a convenient f**k-doll around in hand whenever he is bored and needs some stimulus to go on with his work (sometimes serving the Vice-President and the cute junior-boy Secretary too at once), she doesn’t mind.

She is starting to get used to this cursed life.

On the third day, Hana wakes up retching the contents of her stomach, stumbling so hard into the bathroom and barely making it. She must be making too much noises, because her parents notice, and they do not like what they see.

She is pregnant.

CHAPTER 10REAP YOUR SOWIt’s a cold windy night, and Hana is forced to be spread open on an offering table while dozens of priests line up to purify, determined on their mission to cast evil out of her body as her parents ask them to do. Hana is to wear one thin white gown only, practically a sleepwear yukata one wears as undergarments, with the slits exposed ever so vertically down the middle that it easily exposed her cleanly shaven cunt lips to anyone around the proximity while her wickedly huge bubble t**s are barely contained around the chest area, taking up so much space from the barely concealing white yukata that the bottom edges hitch all the way up to her pelvis, giving the lining priests easy access to perform her exorcism in a sort of erotic, inviting spread; fair smooth skin exposed and bare legs left hanging by the edge of the table with ankles shackled down to prevent escape.

There must be at least three dozen men living in this local shrine, and they are exerting every single member to participate in this purifying ritual. Tonight they are on a mission to literally f**k the evil out of her, whatever that means, and they will not stop until they successfully driven all the dark youkai aura out of her little delectable body.

The first priest, who she assumes is the leader, buries his thick dark c**k inside her slightly moist cunt without as much as an expression, maintaining a steadily expressionless seriousness as he rubs her walls in and out until she climaxes and he pulls out with a loud POP! She has never been f****d like this before, a part of her becomes excited at the prospect.

The second priest is thick and big, and so is his big friend. Hana has to tug hard at the chains around her wrists to prevent herself from bouncing around the table so much from the powerful thrusts that he f***s her into. Every jutting movement of his large hips brings Hana one step closer to an earth-shattering climax, to the point that her p***y lips are left wide open by the time he is done with her.

The third priest…

The fourth priest…

The fifth…

Sixth…

Seventh…

Eighth…

Ninth…

Hana can barely remember her name by the time they are all done with her, c*m collected fairly from each individual; even down to the very last line where all the newbie boy priests line up, age no older while some are even younger than her, one eager/shy virgin at a time.

The wind blows coldly outside, but the heat they give is plenty enough to keep her warm for the rest of the night. Her light still shines, but she somehow feels lightly cleansed from all her sins and worries. Maybe the exorcism really works after all.

She has nowhere else to go.

Even after that rigorous cleansing ritual has been performed, Hana still reacts well to s****l stimulus. That is why the priests start pulling out just right before she hits her climax, rendering her panting and longing to be finished off, only to repeat it all over again. They spent at least a week with the girl, yet they don't seem to be making any substantial process at all. In fact, they might just be making it worse, or maybe this is just how she has always been in truth.

The priest finally has to call it quit when Hana starts offering her body to be violated by any passerby man who comes close enough. There’s just no curing such a s*x addict at this point.

(Something breaks in her when her parents just decide to offer her up to be ‘cleansed’ by strange men.)

A week in to her pregnancy, the youkai lords decide to take her back into their den by themselves. The pregnancy is recent, which means any of them could have been the child’s father. They refuse to leave out the results to bet. Any result of their union can be a beneficial spawn to their means.

They dress her in a red yukata gown; such a vibrant, obscene color. She looks so pretty wearing it while getting breed by the lord masters, muscular hips snapping against her burning p***y. They f**k her right there on the lounge room‘s floor, just like the first night they broke her in. Sometimes one or two of them will have her in the bathhouse, sometimes a certain shounen tiger youkai will sneak in under her futon to eat her out, and some other times they’ll steal her clothes so that she will be forced to prance around wearing nothing.

She tries to hide her nakedness as best as she can, but easily get found and just end up getting f****d raw right there on the green grass right there in the open garden. Eventually, she figures that wearing clothes is also pointless, especially when her n*****s will bruise so badly from friction against fabric. So she forgoes it all together. No one seems to mind her new dress code anyway. In fact, it only makes it much easier to access her body, wantonly breeding her left and right like she is a walking fuckhole on legs — convenient and easy.

The time of birth comes much earlier than anticipated, mostly like might be because the babe is a half-breed hanyou. There has never been many records on half-breeds born from a hanabito before, so everyone is excited for what’s to come. Hana falls on her knees when her water breaks, unable to muster the strength for long. Good thing the war youkai is quick on his steps, hauling her into his arms and lay her down on the futon bed, where all thirteen of the youkai lords sit on an enclosing formation all around her withering body, all waiting for the babe to be delivered.

They help her as generous as they can, though from the mostly cold complexion of these immortals’ faces, it’s hard for Hana to tell if they are genuine or not. Who cares anyway? Hana thinks as she begins the long push.

What comes sliding out of her v****a is certainly big, but after all that so-called ‘exercise’ nightly activities, giving birth right now is surprisingly easy. But what catches off of guard is that pain still riddles through her stomach even after her first push is a success. Her birth canal stretches so her second child comes out. One another, then another and another one.

Hana’s head spin dizzily as the onlookers observe in silent, her hard breathing the only noise made in the room. She starts to show concern when she can’t hear anything from the babes. When she finally gathers enough stretch to raise her head to look down in between her legs, she discovers why.

[alternate scene, laying eggs]

What she gives birth to… are not babes. They are eggs! But why? I thought youkais give birth, not lay eggs. It’s not like she has f****d a bird youkai before. Or did she? Things became blurry after a while, so she can’t really tell for sure. Besides, they don’t always show in their youkai form when it comes down to putting their d***s up her uterus.

[alternate scene, giving birth]

All twelve of them lay perfectly calm and sweetly, eyes shut and fists clenched, still asleep in a huddle as if thinking they’re still in her womb. From the looks of it, they’re all perfectly healthy, not missing arms or legs, though some seem to be born with extra limbs instead. While each of her babe do not look exactly the same (despite being born at the same time), each of them has at least one defining features from their sire; some have bat-like wings, some more feather-like wings, some have horns while others have claws, some have sharper teeth, some have cat-like ears or tails; but mostly, they are still somewhat human-looking. Fraternal twins, her mind supplies.

Hana spends her days nursing her newborns since then, closely monitored by the youkai lords surrounding her. She is not sure if this is caused by the recent changes of her body, but her breasts have grown significantly larger thanks to the milk she produces. Her breasts are starting to grow so heavy that she is having a hard time trying to support her own weight when standing up. She often finds herself sitting on the tatami floor while she lets four babes drink from her leaking n*****s at once, breasts so sensitive that if the cold air blew against her skin, she’ll start leaking all over again easily. Which is a good thing for her newborn babes, since she has to feed all twelve of them at once every few hours or so. Though she still feels uncomfortable when their sires stare so hard down her exposed form.

Her protruding stomach has all healed up since the birth, in a recovering speed that even boggles her mortal mind.

The girl is useless.

Spider Queen Rika has been anticipating the child birthing results for weeks, only to discover that none of the children is suitable as her new body. All of those birth-inducing medicines made to speed up the pregnancy process, now gone completely wasted in an instant.

Useless, utterly useless! Not only has her investments went to nothing, she only gave her territory lords more changeling to better serve their means.

Out of frustration, the Spider Queen kicks Hana out of the den so that the girl will be forced to defend herself against foreign human c***s all by her helpless self (and the Queen knows just how well the Hanabito girl can refrain herself from carnal desire these days). Perhaps once the girl breeds out with some of those filthy, lowly humans, she can give birth to much more suitable candidates for the Queen’s new body.

She figures that human-hanabito children will be much easier to possessed than hanyou half-breeds of her lieutenants. Besides, now that each of them has some pretty nice successors to train with, their attention will not be so glued to the w***e of a girl.

Yes, this sounds like a plan to ‘Rika’.