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In The Kitsune's Tails

With Hideo's departure, the alley was nearly lifeless. At the rate he was bleeding, that would soon change.

He groaned, his hand shaking as he fumbled for his pocket. The button nearly defeated him before he forced it open. The button split off, disappearing into the shadows. He barely noticed as his fingers wrapped around something cool and hard. A familiar buzzing tickled his palm as his phone powered up.

1. He needed to call 911.

Instead, he struggled with another number. An ambulance might not get here in time. He needed to leave a clue for someone to find Michelle.

His fingers shook, forcing him to erase the number twice. The option for texting appeared. Ragged breaths and shaky fingers almost forced a restart, but he managed to enter his message.

Where r u?

Send.

Lucas slumped into a pile of garbage. The slightest movement hurt, and he forced himself still.

Inventory, he thought, looking at himself. What's broken?

The answer: a lot. Just by breathing he could tell that his ribs were broken. He coughed, blood oozing over his lips. Internal bleeding.

Trying to move his arms was difficult to impossible, depending on which one he tried using; the one holding the phone was cut up, while the other was broken. Not good, not good.

He looked at his phone. Now would be a very good time to dial 911, he thought. Even if he died before they arrived, they would still find his body and phone. If Michelle had the chance to text back, they'd have a lead on her.

Despite his fears, it took him almost a minute to lift the phone up and dial the number.

4-1-...no.

8-8-...no.

9-9-...no.

1. 1. 1. It rung twice before someone answered.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"I -" He coughed, gasping for breath. "I need an ambulance."

"What is your address?"

"Alley...near...near round hotel..."

"Sir, I need you to focus. Where are you?"

"Near..."

"Sir? Sir? Are you still there?"

"Alley...help..."

"I want to help you, but I need to know where you are."

"Help...her..."

Bright lights woke him. A red haired woman stood over him, in the middle of putting him on a stretcher. She was gentle, but even so he gasped in pain. He winced and groaned as he was pushed into an ambulance, his body wracked with agony.

His fingers tightened around his phone. He didn't know if Michelle had answered, but she might have. His number was the only one she could text to without her husband knowing where to look. He couldn't lose it.

The doors clicked shut. A needle - a very thick one - slid into his arm, and he felt something hot running through him. Some sort of painkiller, he hoped.

Almost immediately he felt it sliding away. Whatever they were giving him must have been damn strong. His lips twitched. At least he would go out with a bit less pain. Much more of this and he might not feel any pain at all.

However, he frowned when someone tried to take the phone, and squeezed it harder.

"Police. The police need, need to see -"

"Sir, the police won't help with this. I will."

That voice. That was the same one he'd heard on the phone, the same one pushing him. He opened his eyes .

The red haired woman stood over him. She was short, maybe a bit shorter than the monster in the alley. Her body looked swollen, big, like she had a lot of body under her clothes, but she wasn't fat. It was more like she was wearing clothes too small for her.

As she kept trying for the phone, he realized three things. One, she was only person back here, and ambulances always had at least two people on duty. Two, they weren't moving; nothing swayed like it would when a vehicle was in motion - and with his sports journalism career, he knew how that looked - nor could he feel an engine running.

Third, he didn't have a needle in his arm; he had a claw jabbed into his arm, a claw belonging to the redhead.

"What the hell is that?!"

"Sir, I need you to give me -"

"You need to tell me how the hell you have a claw growing out of your finger and why it's stabbed into my arm!"

"If you'd-"

"Tell me!"

She sighed, pulling her finger back. The hole in his arm instantly disappeared, and skin from the rest of her arm flowed over her claw. It shrunk into her hand, as if it had never been.

"There, satisfied? No more claw."

"But -"

"Ugh, you humans. You're not going to be satisfied until you get an answer are you?"

"Well, would you?"

"...Probably not, in your case."

"Well, spill."

The paramedic pinched the bridge of her nose.

"The things I put up with..."

With her arms to the side, she hummed. The tone was surprising, deep and chesty, but not as surprising as the green and blue flames that suddenly sprouted from her arms.

He leaped back from the human torch, arms scrabbling against the side of the ambulance. He belatedly realized that he'd been completely healed, but that didn't make the display any less terrifying.

As the flames consumed her flesh, a larger form emerged from beneath. Her human form stretched before bursting apart, ripping like overstuffed plastic bags. Her chest exploded outwards, human breasts replaced by bare, fur covered ones, red-orange and massive.

The transformation was quick, the fire and the growth from beneath ripping through the flesh like it was so much garbage. A thin but sly muzzle replaced her nose and mouth, and a pair of slim, pointed ears pushed through her hair - no, fur. It was terrifying and yet beautiful, and Lucas was torn between running away and staying to watch.

In seconds it was done, and a seven tailed fox creature stood where the nurse had been before. She rubbed her temples as she muttered under her breath.

"Wha-what are you?"

"A kitsune. Not that different from the thing that almost killed you."

"You know him?"

"I've been chasing him for a few years." She shrugged. "He's been a slippery one, always staying just a bit too public for me to reach, but -"

Lucas leaped across the ambulance. He shoved her back, knocking her against the other side of the ambulance. He glared at her, his fingers tight around her arms.

"You mean that you knew about that piece of shit torturing Michelle day and night, and you did nothing about it for four fucking years?! Are you serious?!"

"Human -"

"You are just as bad as him! Do all creatures like you do this? Torture us or watch the torture happen?"

"You have about three seconds to let me go."

"Oh, like I'm going to be doing that."

"Three."

"You just saved my life. You're not going to kill me again."

"No, but I can do other things if you don't let go. Two."

"Like what?"

"One."

If a kitsune hadn't already handed him his ass, he might have pressed the issue. After all, she didn't look that tough, and she had just saved his life. However, there was enough bite to her warning to make him worry. He stepped back.

"That's better."

"This is so messed up."

"I think in that we agree."

"...Who are you? Why did you save me?"

"I'm here to stop Hideo Noguchi. After all he's done, he's not going to be answering to a human court. It's time for someone else to take a hand in his punishment, and that's going to be me. If you'd let me finish earlier, you'd have heard that I was waiting for a chance to deal with him out of sight, but he's kept too public a life."

"And what does that matter to someone that's been suffering under him for that long?"

"Probably a great deal, but he knows how to hide. Not so much from hunters, but he knows that kitsunes have to keep their powers secret. If he hadn't thought you were as good as dead, he would have finished you off before taking Michelle away."

"And that matters more than all the pain she had to go through?"

"Yes."

"...Couldn't have pulled that punch any?"

"Would you have preferred I did?"

"I guess not."

"Good. Anyway, I know he was here, but I'm guessing you didn't get a good look at where he went."

"You'd be right."

"Then that means we're in trouble. She had another person living with her, she said. Do you know where they were?"

"Yeah, in the hotel not far from where you found me."

"Then that's where we're going."

She opened the ambulance door with a tail and leaped out, and he followed. They were still in the alley, surprisingly. Apparently, all she'd done was dragged him out of sight before 'treating' him. He reached up to his shoulder, rubbing the spot that the claw had entered him.

"Just...how did you fix me up?"

"Magic."

"That's it?"

"I could explain, but your head would explode."

"Seriously?"

"Probably."

"I'll pass."

She pointed towards the rounded building at the edge of the street.

"That's the one she told me, yes."

"Alright then. Let's go."

Her tails swirled in a spiral around her, blue and green flames momentarily surrounding her. Expecting her to transform, he leaned against the ambulance to wait.

Instead, the flame collapsed around her. Her fur shimmered before dimming, shifting. Like a chameleon her color changed into something resembling the street around her. It happened so fast he could barely follow it. In seconds, she was almost completely see-through, only the slight shimmer in the air giving away her presence.

"Good God. He can do stuff like this too?"

"Not as well, but yes."

"We're fucked."

"No, but Michelle is if we don't hurry up."

She was already a few dozen paces ahead, but he caught up, then he sprinted past her. Everything else faded away. He didn't hear the shouts of the other people on the sidewalks, or the sound of distant cars. All he heard were Michelle's words from the tavern, how scared she was, and her desperate laughter.

He wouldn't let that be the last happiness of her life.

It took a little convincing to get the apartment room key. The man at the desk wasn't being unreasonable - he was just doing his job, after all - but Lucas had come so close to strangling him for wasting his time.

They took the elevator up. He couldn't stay still, while the kitsune shimmer might as well have been a statue. He hoped her stillness was from thinking things through, because he didn't have a clue what to do if this didn't work.

Hideo's room was directly to the left of the elevator, and he opened the door. He ran in -

"You are not Noguchi."

His eyes widened at the child sized feline. She was only half his height, her head stopping at his waist, and she was completely - COMPLETELY - uncovered. There was a puffiness between her legs that he'd only seen on victims of a very specific crime, and he shuddered.

Then he realized where he was staring, and he looked away in a hurry.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I was - I mean Michelle told me -"

"What?"

She grabbed him by the bottom of his shirt. In the space of a blink of an eye, she somehow climbed all the way up his chest and sunk her claws into his shoulders. Her tone went from a high pitched, curious kid voice to a deep, growling predator's one.

"What about Michelle? What did she tell you?"

"I...I, uh -"

"She told you something. She trusted you. What did she say? Where is she?"

"We were hoping you could tell us that, unfortunate one."

She looked over his shoulder. Suddenly she kicked back, her feet shredding several lines down Lucas's shirt and knocking him down. Disappearing around the corner, she returned with a cobbled together knife, made of what looked like claw clippings.

"Die!"

A white flash shot through the air, only to be knocked away. She backflipped in a stance a professional fighter might envy, baring her teeth. The makeshift weapon pointed towards the blur.

"Why are you attacking me, kitten?"

She hissed, whispering something. Lucas thought it might have been in Japanese.

As the two of them conversed, he took a few steps back. The last thing that he needed was to be caught in a fight between the two of them, and he didn't want to keep staring at naked human-animal things. Even if it wasn't a human, looking at a naked child - particularly a violated one - was wrong.

He leaned against the wall, looking down at his phone. The time stamp for the text he'd sent Michelle read 'sent 25 minutes ago'. In that time, he'd met a second kitsune, been healed, finagled a key to a monster's room, met the 'girl' that Michelle had mentioned, and been kicked to the ground by a pint sized fighter that hit harder than professional kickboxers. If he'd gone through that much in so short a time, he didn't want to think about what that monster could have been putting her through. She was just snarky enough to say something that would make things worse, and if that bastard was smart enough to check her purse instead of just dumping it...

Light flared and was followed by a loud hiss from inside. This was not going well.

"All I want to do is save Michelle, and these two have me playing babysitter. I swear, the Russians were easier to deal with."

Sliding down the wall as the confrontation continued, Lucas continued staring at his phone. With all his heart, he pleaded for Michelle to see that there was a message. How she could avoid showing her new phone to Hideo he didn't know, but she was smart. She would think of something.

A loud crack was all the warning he got, and he jerked his head to the side just in time to avoid a broken piece of wall. He slowly turned to look inside. Both females pointed at each other, like kids saying the other one had done it.

Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was sheer desperation, or maybe it was just plain stupidity. Whatever the cause was, Lucas stomped into the apartment and held up his phone. He shoved it into their faces, glaring at them.

"You see this? This is the only hope I have right now to actually figure out where the hell Michelle went. Unless she actually answers this, there's no way that I'm -"

"We. That we -"

"Shut up."

"Just saying."

"That I'll find her again. And right now, whoever you are, you're making it take longer to find any leads of where the hell that monster of a husband of hers has taken her. I can't even go to the police because there's no way that they'd believe me, and the two of you are wasting time when Michelle could be dead or dying this very second!"

Both of them looked at him, then at each other. At least the kitten seemed a little abashed as she turned to him again.

"You are right. I have behaved dishonorably, to forget my friend's plight in my anger." She shook her head. "I do not know where Noguchi will have fled, however. He is not here, and this is the place that he had always used us in the past."

"Used...you?"

The cat lifted her eyebrows. Lucas shook his head.

"Sorry, it's just...I don't know. A kitten? A...a kitsune? Two kitsunes? I don't know what's going on, all I know is that -"

"Michelle needs help, and her 'husband' needs to die. Painfully."

"I believe that we can agree on that, tailed one."

Well, at least they were not at each other's throats anymore. Still, this didn't get them anywhere. They still needed to find out where the hell she'd been taken, and without some sort of information they were stuck. He turned to the naked feline, doing his best to keep his eyes above her neck.

"Do you have any idea where she is? Please, just...think about it. Take your time, but not too much. That monster was mad as hell when he found us, and Michelle was bleeding when he took her away."

"He always wishes us to bleed."

"I...I'm sorry about that, but -"

"I know." She nodded her head slowly. "But there is nothing I can do. Noguchi is a brute, but he knows how to hide, and he knows better than to reveal his hiding places to anyone that might give him away. If he would have told anyone, he would have told Michelle; he would not have trusted me."

"There are few kitsunes that would, Nishimoto Akiko."

Before the fight could start up again, his phone buzzed. Three pairs of eyes turned to it immediately as Lucas unlocked it and pulled up the text screen. Four words were all that they had, but it was all they needed.

Top of Queensboro Bridge.

"Well, that won't be difficult."

"The top of the Queensboro Bridge isn't going to be difficult? Are you kidding me? Do you know how far away that is? Hell, for that matter, do you know how high up that is?"

"Neither is enough to matter to me."

"What are you - Oh...Oh, this is magic again, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Head exploding?"

"Heart exploding, actually."

"WHAT?!"

"I believe she means soul shattering."

"Is that a thing for you humans?"

"For most of us."

"Oh, I see. The more you learn."

Lucas groaned as the two unnatural creatures continued their banter. When one of the kitsune's tails wrapped around him, he shuddered before he stopped himself. While they were gentler, they had the same unnatural strength as Hideo's tails, and he almost wished they could just walk. Or drive. Or crawl. Or something that didn't make him feel like a balloon on a string.

The kitten wasn't faring much better. Her fingers relaxed and tightened repeatedly, like she was trying to keep from throttling someone. At least the tail around her kept all those 'parts' hidden; the last thing he needed was to see that the whole way there.

"So...what does this involve?"

"The magic?"

"Yes, what else?"

"Oh, living, Hideo's way of thinking, the universe, everything -"

"I don't...nevermind."

The vixen chuckled, a small burst of her magical fire rushing down the tails. Lucas realized two things a bit too late to do anything about them. The first was that they were speeding up. The hallway passed by rapidly as they picked up speed, reaching and surpassing normal running speed in a matter of moments.

The second was that they were headed right towards a window.

He barely managed to throw his hands up as the kitsune ran through it, their velocity carrying them through the air and across the street. Before they could fall, the kitsune's other tails fanned out and they floated, gliding along the wind.

They turned towards the bridge, floating towards it as Lucas did his best to keep from fainting.

Cold wind woke her from her enforced 'nap'. Groaning under her breath, Michelle rolled to the side. She pressed one hand to her head, the other hand fumbling for a grip on something, but all she felt was emptiness.

She opened her eyes. Open air stretched below her, with nothing but a small island and water at the bottom. Eyes going wide she pulled back, squirming away from the edge of the 'cliff', only to feel fur against her back.

Michelle turned - realizing belatedly that she shouldn't have felt fur with her dress - and saw her husband. Hideo loomed over her, his arms crossed and all five tails writhing around like a willow tree in a windstorm. His teeth shone in the moonlight and he glared at her with a terrifying intensity. She turned away immediately.

He didn't permit that. His tails grabbed her, one at each limb, and forced her down on her back. His tails forced her legs apart, and his clawed fingers darted upwards. Without any clothes - no dress or underthings - to stop him, she had no resistance as he filled her. She winced, shuddering as he clawed her open. Not fingering, not even the rough treatment from before, but actually grabbing her with his claws and tearing her open.

"I told you before, woman. I told you what you were supposed to do. A simple task, a simple thing that would have left you safe for another night. Do you remember what it was you were supposed to do?"

She bit her tongue as she nodded, tasting blood already as she held back her screams. Her silence only made him angrier, and he growled as he slammed her against the metal again.

"What did I tell you? What did I tell you?!"

"Not...not to leave. Not to speak."

"But you did speak, and you left the party."

His entire fist was inside her, and she shuddered as her body began to break. Every transformation left her fresh, tight, so even after years of abuse the pain took her by surprise.

"What did you do? Did you take him into an alley, give him the pleasures that he wanted? Were you his whore, his pet? Did you betray me like that as well?"

"No, I swear."

"You lie. You stink of him. You were close. He held you in his arms; any man that close would not just let you go."

"He did nothing, I swear, I - AGH!"

He ripped his fist free, and blood squirted as his clawed raked her insides. Her pussy burned and she whimpered as the familiar warmth slowly pooled between her legs. He moved closer, holding his bloody fingers over her, letting her blood drip on her face.

"I should have killed you years ago. When you defied me, when you allowed the Nishimoto a chance to try and kill me, I should have punished you. But I believed you could be taught. I believed you could have been broken and made into a proper woman. I wanted to give you one more chance, to give you the opportunity to make a proper life for yourself and be a real woman, not a kit, and not a man.

"You've shown me that you can never be trusted. You do not want to be a woman, nor do you want anything else that I have offered you. There is only one thing left."

He wiped his paw on her breasts, staining them red. She shuddered, feeling the bit of warmth on her naked body, and panting at the blood between her legs. His claws had sliced her up worse than usual, and it wasn't stopping. He really was going to kill her this time.

He turned away, and as he stepped back some moonlight reflected off of something. She blinked at the shimmer and squinted for a better look.

Her purse; he'd discarded her dress, but kept her purse. Must have been thinking of taking her money and anything that would identify her as Michelle Noguchi, she supposed. But if he hadn't searched it yet, if he hadn't looked through it and found what Lucas had bought her...

Without warning, his tails threw her towards the edge of their pillar. She barely stopped herself at the edge, biting back her screams. No one would hear her up here, and it would only make him angrier.

"Don't worry, woman. I will not kill you by dropping you over the edge. No, you will die as any woman should: in service to a man."

She looked down in desperation. Where was she? On a bridge, but New York had a few of those. What was around her, what could narrow it down?

He grabbed her ankle, pulling her back from the edge and hitting her against the metal again. She yelped, only to be flipped over and slammed down again. A sharp crack as her ankle broke made her shriek, but there was no mercy. He flung her around like a rag doll, battering her against the platform again and again, leaving more cracks and breaks in her body with each impact.

Finally thrown in the right direction, Michelle rolled with the kitsune's throw. Despite the pain, she managed to grab her purse as she rolled over it. She cried as she fished through it for what she needed -

She almost went over the edge before he grabbed her again. With the phone concealed in her palm, she dropped the purse and let herself be pulled against her captor.

The kitsune leered at her. He grabbed her by the chin, claws pricking her jawline as he dragged her towards his crotch. She groaned at the stench of garbage, and suppressed a shudder as he ground his cock against her face.

"I will use you one last time. Then, at the end, you will die. The longer you make me last, the longer your life extends."

He dragged her mouth over his cock. It was covered with half-dried pre and stank, but he was too strong for her to pull back. His claws sunk into her as he forced her down his cock. Despite the blood still oozing out of her, she wasn't feeling lightheaded. With how much she'd bled already, she should have been close to fainting at least.

"I will not let you die. Not until you serve your purpose."

He leaned back as he forced her up and down his cock. She gagged as the animalistic shape filled her mouth and pressed against the back of her throat. She glanced at him, but he wasn't paying attention. All he did was look up, taking the pleasure of her mouth. He considered her a thing, a toy for his pleasure. Just like always.

For once, this worked to her advantage. Making sure that he still wasn't paying attention, she looked at the phone. It flicked on with a touch, and she saw a message notice. The number was unfamiliar, but it could only be from one person.

Where r u?, it read.

Lucas, she thought. It had to be. She hid the phone again just as Hideo looked down at her.

"Faster, or I'll make your death as painful as it is slow. Do as I've taught you, or I'll wear your body as a cock ornament."

She shuddered. It had never been quite that bad before. From cub to teen to adult size he'd fucked her, but never to the point where he would go all the way through her body. The thought nearly made her vomit.

Desperate to avoid that fate, she bobbed up and down with his guidance, shoving his cock into her mouth and tightening her lips around it. Degrading herself like this made her sick. The taste was horrible and the feeling of an animal cock in her human body reprehensible, but she couldn't stop now.

She gagged repeatedly as he forced himself down her throat. In and out, in and out, always pushing her to the edge of what she could take. He took pleasure from her difficulty, grinning at her, and she could feel his cock throbbing between her lips whenever she almost lost control. At a few points he'd pull out of her mouth, slapping his length against her cheeks. It was so hard that it actually stung, and the salty pre leaking into the cuts on her face brought it's own fresh pain.

Choking back tears, she let him - almost encouraged him - to fuck her face. The longer he continued, the more time she had. His balls slapped against her chin as he used her, and she could feel his knot swelling inside of her mouth, forcing her lips apart more and more with each thrust. He was going to knot her mouth, she realized; it wouldn't work so well as when she was smaller, but with his size he could still choke her to death with it.

However, he wasn't there yet, which meant that she still had time. Her fingers flicked across the phone's touch screen, experienced fingers finding the buttons to re-open the text screen. She had one chance at this, and if she screwed up...

Please still be alive, Lucas, she thought as she typed in her location as fast as she could. It was only four words, but it felt like it took her a minute per word to enter the data, and she could feel Hideo's knot growing by the second.

Just as she hit the 'send' button, Hideo slammed his hips forward particularly hard. His knot rammed past her lips at its biggest yet, and she just had no room for it without breaking her jaws. Gagging and desperate to get away, she bit down. Hard.

The kitsune screamed as he pulled away, his knot bleeding and his cock actually sagging from rapid blood loss. His eyes darted from his shaft to her, his eyes clouding over. For the first time, she saw him without his cockiness. Even against Akiko, he hadn't looked afraid, merely annoyed.

Now, he looked terrified. Cupping his shaft with shaky fingers, Hideo's lips moved in rapid near-silent mutters. She only caught one word, repeated again and again.

"Okaasan...Okaasan..."

Even in his shaky state he could not be evaded. As he tried to wriggle away, he tackled her face first into the ground. Her phone went flying across the platform and over the edge. It didn't matter; if the message had been sent, then it was sent. If it hadn't, then there was nothing else she could do.

He spun her around, his hands against her breasts as he pinned her down, and his tails glowed with magic.

Then she spat in his face.

He froze, hesitating before reaching up to his face. His fingers brushed the saliva on his fur, and he looked at them with utter shock before looking to her again.

"I'll never be...your idea...of a 'proper' woman...Might as well...kill me now, motherfucker."

For a moment, Hideo shook, his body trembling all over. He looked like an ice statue on the verge of breaking.

And then he was normal again, his eyes fiery and his teeth bared.

"She begged for it to continue. You will beg for it to stop."

His hips lunged forward, his cock lifting her off of the ground and into the air. She screamed as she was impaled, and again as he grabbed her and spun her around, his claws gouging red lines out of her flesh. He faced her away from him, forcing her to stare out over the river and the island below as he dragged her down his shaft, forcing it in bit by bit, lubed by her continued bleeding.

His claws dug into her hips, cutting down to the bone. She whimpered, shaking from the pain, but she didn't speak, didn't beg. She didn't dare say anything now. He was too angry to think straight, finally. If Hideo was angry, he would drag this out, make it a torment, and that would give Lucas some time to get to her. If he was still alive, that was.

Up and down his cock he pulled her, his claws far enough in that she dared not move herself. She groaned, crying as her body was used by the kitsune. Her blood drained out of her only to be replaced by Hideo's magic. It kept her all too conscious of the pain, even if she was feeling colder and colder by the second.

Suddenly she felt the heat and light of his magic flooding into her. The familiar feeling of compression and tightening made her grit her teeth, a new pain among the breaking and bleeding. Prickling strands of fur pushed out of her limbs, and she felt the transformation between species begin.

"Cub, teen, and woman I've taken you as, but never as a baby. Let us see how long you can last as that."

His magic was like a crushing fist, pinning her arms to her sides as she shrunk. She lost a foot in height one second. She screamed at the top of her lungs at the agony her body went through, everything compressed down into something smaller and denser than it was supposed to be. Her muscles bulged and her skin felt stretched to bursting for a split second before it shrank properly, losing density and mass.

The fur continued to spread over her, a hot itch that burned as much as it tingled. Her fingers clenched and her nails dug into her palms as the changes spread like wildfire, breaking down her body and changing it into the one that Hideo wanted. It hurt, it hurt so much.

He squeezed her again and she lost another foot of height, shrinking down upon his cock as he kept bouncing her on it. His shaft, something she could normally take, felt twice as big as usual. It stretched her bleeding pussy apart, and she couldn't stop screaming as it hollowed her out. Already she could feel the tip threatening to breach her womb, and the only reason it hadn't already was because of her body's resistance to anything that big going in there. From experience, she knew that wouldn't last long.

Her arms and belly glowed with the new fur growing on them, the white patches expanding across her chest as his magic sunk into her breasts. They felt squeezed, constricted, like a pair of enormous hands were smashing and groping them. She ground her teeth together, trying to keep from screaming, but she couldn't stop the whimpering.

They changed quickly, the flesh bubbling as his magic robbed her of her curves. Her breasts turned lumpy, tumorous and malformed as they shrunk. Indentations of fingers and hands covered them, squeezing them with bruising force. Bit by bit the size was taken from them, squeezed away, while the flesh itself turned dark and bruised, hanging flat and sagging against her chest.

The fur sprouted thicker around them as the loose skin pulled in, the flesh retracting and tightening across her chest. It didn't take long; he must have wanted her to suffer in a small size more than through the agony of changing.

The magic squeezed her again, and she howled as she was shrunk once more. Barely more than two and a half feet tall, her body would have been more at home in a stroller than anywhere else. As soon as the shrinking pain faded, she realized that he'd torn her, again.

Her body was breaking around the sheer size of Hideo's cock, his shaft bigger in proportion to her new body than ever before. Tears ran freely down her cheeks as he shoved her down his cock, tearing her apart inside and outside.

His next thrust broke into her womb, and she howled breathlessly at the violation. She could see and feel the bulge in her stomach as his cock ground deep inside of her, pulling at her as much as it filled her. Yet, that was not the worst part. As he pulled back, she felt something breaking free, and she feared what it might mean.

He pulled her off of his cock, not out of mercy, but to let her see what he'd done. She glanced down and nearly fainted. Something was wrapped around the head of his cock, red and fleshy. It looked like he was dragging her womb out of her with his cock, just one more torture for him. She shrieked, blacking out from the pain.

Of course, that mercy didn't last. She woke up screaming as he shoved her down, his knot fighting to push inside. It was so big that - even in her torn state - her body resisted. He grabbed her growing tail, trying to use it as leverage to get his cock inside, but that wasn't enough, not yet.

She was so full that it was hard to breathe. Despite Hideo's magic keeping her alive, she barely held onto consciousness. Half the time it was the pain keeping her awake, whether that was the bone-grinding feeling of her muzzle pushing out of her face, the constant bone-rending shifts as her body was reformed by his power, the way his cock tore her apart, or the ever-worsening -

"AAAAAAGH!"

That one was the worst yet, combining the transformation of her legs with another downgrade in size. Her bones broke from the sudden shift, leaving her limbs hanging limp, and her new four toed feet dangled at the end of useless legs. She could barely whimper, her breath stolen from her as her body - barely a foot tall now - was bounced up and down along the kitsune's cock. The healing barely worked this time, not healing but only taking away enough pain to keep her alive. Her limbs flopped like dead fish, each bounce an excruciating jolt of torture.

And through it all, his cock kept ripping her up. Each thrust tugged on her uterus, pulling it out with a sickening stretch, and his cock pressed in places it was never meant to go. With their difference in size, his cock pressed almost all the way up to her throat, shoving her other organs out of the way to get there. If he got the knot in, he'd make good on his threat of spearing his cock through her body. It was that close, filling up her chest to the point where she could barely breathe, and his width kept her legs spread wide.

His knot rammed against her pussy again and again, each one threatening to be the one that broke inside. She didn't know how long she had. Without any control, she couldn't slow him down. The only question was how long his pleasure from her toddler-sized pussy would outweigh his need for her death.

Because she was going to die. When he was done, she was dead. He'd never gone this far before, and without magical healing she'd die in minutes. She would be too broken for any human medicine to have a chance of saving her.

It wouldn't be long now; his cock was stronger than her body, and her resistance was failing. It ripped her, another tear running almost to her other hole. The edge of his cock pressed past her lungs, his magic stretching her uterus like a condom upwards. It momentarily blocked her throat, closing off her windpipe from within, and she could feel it trying to push that little bit further into her skull.

Pain no longer described what she felt. Agony, torture; any human word fell short of the mark. This was something beyond understanding, a monster all its own, and its evil surpassed the one inflicting it. Michelle's eyes rolled back in her head as the knot pressed against her again. A third of the way in, halfway...just a bit more, and it would be o -

A flash of orange and white burst across her eyes, and a fresh spike of pain followed. Hideo's cock slid out, but not willingly she felt. Once more her womb was pulled out through her pussy, and she screamed at the top of her lungs as she was thrown through the air.

Warm arms - human arms - caught her. She cried as her lungs filled with air again, sobbing out her remaining energy. No more Hideo meant no more healing. Pain previously blocked almost knocked her out, and she could feel her blood rushing out of various injuries. Everything felt saturated with red.

A white blur steped in front of her, pigtail fur swaying side to side. It looked as big next to her as Hideo did in her normal cub form, but she knew the scent from it.

"A-Aki-ko?"

"Does everybody know who you are or something?"

"Not everyone. This is Michelle."

The arms supporting her shook, and she looked up.

It was Lucas. He'd come to find her. It was a bit too late, but at least he'd come. She sighed, collapsing against him and closing her eyes. So much pain, so much blood...but at least she could die with a friend.

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Her tails flashed like lightning as she threw Hideo to the edge of the platform. He caught himself at the edge, but leaped out of the way of her next attack. He used his tails like tentacles, flinging himself through the air in a backflip. She followed him down the steel supports, her claws bared and propelling her along the support struts at high speed.

He landed with his tails aglow, burning with a golden orange light. She slowed, coming to a halt a few paces away from him. Their tails writhed as they stared at each other.

"You have no right to stop me."

"I have more right than the hunter that trapped you and your mother."

One of his tails lashed out like a whip. She shrugged it aside, the lights of their magic flaring in a bright split second flash. Darting forward, stepping between his tails and forcing them apart with her own.

"I have the right to destroy you in any way I see fit, Noguchi. After all you have done, you've certainly proven one thing."

"And what is that?"

"You believe in rule by the strong."

"So does anyone -"

"And do you know what?"

"...Nobody interrupts -"

CRACK!

Two of her tails slammed against his chest, driving the breath from his lungs and sending him flying. He landed hard, his claws slowing his momentum, sparks flying and an ungodly shriek filling the air.

Already there, she yanked him to his feet. Their tails shoved at each other, his five tangled with five of hers. The two free roamed over his chest, holding his arms against his sides, and she showed her teeth as she grinned.

"Rule by the strong puts the strongest in charge. And I am so much stronger than you."

His face paled, and she knew that he felt fear again. For the first time in more than four years, she allowed herself a real smile.

She threw him to the side and went to all fours. Her heels and ankles lifted up, her body shying from a full bipedal shape. Her muscles thickened, and her claws grew long and sharp. Bestial grunts escaped her throat, and she took a step towards Hideo. For each step she advanced, he retreated three.

"Come, Child of Sakura. Here you prove your strength, or die."

She had to give him credit, he knew how to transform quickly. He leaped from one strut to another, transforming in midair in a flash of orange. Her tails spun behind her as she chased him, five increasing her speed as two lifted above her head. The tips spun around a growing sphere of blue and green fire.

He leaped to the other side of the bridge and she followed behind, chasing the retreating rapist with a growing chuckle. She didn't bother keeping quiet, either, knowing he would hear her eagerness. Sparks flew as their claws pulled them along the bridge, bright as fireworks and half as long lived.

Suddenly he turned, leaping into the air and lunging directly for her. His jaws opened wide in a roar, his teeth flashing and his tails pointed like spears as he threw himself in a desperate attack.

She didn't back down. Colliding with a dull thud, their tails slammed together and canceled each other out. His teeth were a different story. She ducked her head at the last second, but his teeth raked across the side of her neck and down her flank. He bit her, latching onto her side, and that was the opening she needed.

Bringing the glowing ball around, she brought it down on the base of his middle tail. He released her, howling in pain, but the damage was done. The spell had severed one of his tails, and the limb fell for a dozen feet before disintegrating. A few sparkles of light, a momentary flare of heat, and it was gone.

If he had been scared before, Hideo was terrified now. He jumped away as fast as he could, buying himself time as she turned to face him again. Her tails swung forward once more, three tails this time, and they formed another blue-green orb. It flattened into the shape of a disk, razor sharp, and she grinned at him.

"I am stronger than you, and soon everyone else will be too."

He ran and she gave chase. They darted across the bridge, Hideo struggling to keep as much distance from her as he could. Leap after leap, he strained to reach one side or the other where he might lose her in the maze buildings.

But his nickname was earned against humans, not against kitsunes. The Ninja had no trick that his pursuer couldn't counter, and with an ever increasing number of tails to devote to her spells, they flew faster and more frequently. One by one she stripped his tails from him, and bit by bit his power disappeared.

Finally, the last of his tails was removed. It fell to the bridge below, crackling into a bonfire that covered three lanes of the bridge. He collapsed on the framework, staring at the conflagration burning a hole through the asphalt.

She grabbed him as he lay stunned, pulling him to his feet and wrapping him in her tails. Despite draining him completely, she wasn't without her own pains. He'd made her chase him up and down the bridge repeatedly, and she was breathing hard. A few open wounds dripped blood along the side of her head and down her arms, and she would be needing time to recover later. He had put up a surprisingly good fight.

But resting would come later. First, she had to finish this.

Her hand grabbed Hideo's sheath, squeezing it tight enough to draw blood. He yelped, and she growled as his member stiffened above her hand.

"You used this to bring so much pain. It seems only fitting that I remove it before I end your life."

She wrenched his sheath and sac away in a single motion. He screamed until his shaft was jammed into his mouth. She forced it forward, shoving it down his throat until he couldn't say anything. Even the echoes of his screams couldn't get around his knot.

A wave of her hand conjured a sack, a burlap one with tiny holes in it. His eyes went wide as he recognized it as a drowning sack. Her magic surrounded his body, and he struggled as he was shrunken down. Inch by inch he shrank until he was barely the size of a fox kit, and even then he was slightly bigger than his human 'toy' had been. The cock in his mouth, however, remained the same size, and it continued to force his jaws open wide and keep him from speaking - or screaming - past it.

She shoved him into the sack, ignoring his kicking and screaming. Then she leaped off of the bridge.

Acting as a parachute, her tails floated her down past the island and over the river. She held the sack firmly, keeping it from coming loose as she got closer and closer to the water. She flew past the edge, past the deepest part, and only stopped when she was over the fastest part of the current.

She lowered the sack just under the river's surface. The squirming within grew, Hideo fighting against the water surging inside. She could feel the weight getting heavier, but she held firm.

"Drown, Hideo, and join the ghosts of your victims."

The struggles continued for nearly five minutes as he tried to fight his way out of the bag, but without his tails he lacked the strength to do it. Even his claws and his teeth weren't enough to break through the thick burlap. The only holes in it allowed the river water in, taking his air and leaving him with less to breathe. She didn't bat an eye as she waited, knowing it was only a matter of time.

Eventually the bag went still, and she released it. The river carried it away, and she watched until it disappeared from view. Shaking her head, she leaped away, springing over the water to Hideo's victims.

He wanted to talk, but Lucas couldn't think of anything to say. All he could do was hold Michelle in his arms as she continued to bleed. Last words, final statements; he wanted to say something, but all he'd done was wrap her in his shirt, trying to stop the bleeding long enough to get her help.

The white kitten knelt at Michelle's side, whispering words that he couldn't hear to the dying girl. He shook his head, looking back over the edge of the bridge. Where was she? She had healed him, and she could heal Michelle. Where was she?

Michelle sighed in his arms, and for a moment he worried that she had died. But no, her breathing just slowed again. She was getting worse. He bit back a sob, shaking his head again. He had to keep her warm, keep her from bleeding too much, or she'd die before anything could be done.

Blue green light preceded the kitsune. She looked at Michelle, nodding her head and raising her hands. Just as the blue light appeared, however, she looked at Akiko. The light faded again as she sighed.

"What? What? Heal her, come on!"

"The fight with Hideo exhausted me. I can only heal one of them, and I cannot stay long enough to rest and heal them both."

"You...but you -"

"I'm a kitsune, not a goddess." She looked between the two girls. "Either Michelle dies and Akiko returns to normal, or Michelle lives and Akiko remains as she is. That is the choice."

Lucas shook his head, looking down at the fox in his arms. Even through the fur he could see that she was getting paler by the second. It should have been obvious who needed the healing more, and he wanted to scream for their rescuer to put her powers to use pulling Michelle back from the brink of death. She had gone through hell, and she deserved to get out of it.

On the other hand...

He looked to the white kitten. She had been through almost as much, if not more. He had seen what Hideo had used her for, and who knew what else she might have gone through. Michelle had been clear that living with that monster had been a torture in and of itself, and he had no doubts that Akiko, with her attitude, would have earned more punishments. Didn't she deserve something too? Why did they have to choose?

He watched as the kitten turned to the dying Michelle. She leaned down, one hand on her cheek, and sighed. The feline kissed Michelle on the forehead, whispering something in Japanese that he couldn't make out before turning around.

"Save her. Save Michelle."

"Are you sure?"

"If you heal me, I regain my human life. If you heal her, then she regains everything."

The vixen nodded. Her claws lengthened and slid into Michelle's shoulders, and immediately he felt the warmth of magic sliding into her body. The healing had begun.

It was quick, just like he remembered. The color returned to Michelle's face as she started to grow. The fur fell away and the injuries repaired to themselves, powered by the fiery light of the kitsune's magic. Claw marks and bites that he'd never imagined disappeared, and even the bit sticking out of her retreated into her body where it belonged. Akiko reached up and covered his eyes as the healing continued, her paw gently allowing Michelle some modesty.

Things were going to be okay.

Michelle groaned, rubbing her head. She froze in mid-motion.

"I'm not dead."

"No, but you did come close."

Akiko. She turned her head, smiling slightly at the white kitten sitting by her. Her eyes flicked over the rest of the room. It wasn't Hideo's apartment, or anywhere else she was familiar with. It was different, warmer, with open windows and the smell of someone cooking in another room. The kitten even had clothes on, something that was strange after years of constant nudity.

"What...what happened? Where is Hideo?"

"Dead."

She jerked upright, only to cover her chest again as she realized her nudity.

"How?"

"Another kitsune wished him dead. They fought, and he died."

"How am I still alive? He -"

"She healed you."

"She?"

"Yes, she. And she kept me alive, too, so I'm pretty happy with her."

She looked over her shoulder at Lucas, and blushed as she realized he had the perfect view to look at her backside. Laying down quickly, she pulled the blanket up a little further.

"She healed me, and killed Hideo? She deserves some sort of thank you."

"Good luck with that. She left right after fixing you up. Didn't say where she was going."

"She left and didn't help Akiko?"

"I asked her not to."

She turned back to the kitten, staring open mouthed.

"Why? I was dead -"

"You still had life."

"Not much. You could have gotten back everything you lost. You had it right there, why didn't you take it?"

"Because if you died, Michelle, you would have lost more than I could ever gain."

Michelle stared open mouthed at the feline. Everything had been turned on its head, and she didn't know what to think.

"Um...so, who wants breakfast?"

Lucas's mundane question was just enough to get her laughing. Akiko joined in a second later, quietly but enthusiastically, and soon they were all in a group hug. They held each other tightly, unable to let go for a solid minute.

With the terror over, they finally could have their lives again.

The End