Kinverse: Volume One

PATH OF THE EMERALD MAIDEN

A naive young monster's tale by Moros, aka KinverseWriter

Legal Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise herein mentioned. No copyright infringement is intended. All characters and events in this story are entirely fictional. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental. This work of fiction contains disturbing content.

Reader discretion is advised.

Description:

A young woman from a pre-neolithic society is accidentally whisked away to another world entirely during a raid on a research lab run by alien invaders. Stranded with no friends, badly injured, and no idea where home even is, she's forced to live off the land and learn how to survive in this strange and hostile world.

There's only one slight problem, though.

She's not trapped in this world with them. They're trapped in this world with her.

Categories:

Adventure, Coming-of-Age, Isekai, Erotica.

Disclaimers:

This story contains sexual elements and disturbing themes. The contents aren't purely intended to be pornographic, but some scenes objectively are. This is about a giant monster that eats people, so reader discretion is advised. This story contains vorarephilic themes.

This story will have a very slow and intermittent pace to begin with. True stakes don't really show up until halfway through, though the build-up is always there in the background. This is ultimately not a story of grand adventure and defeating one's enemies to rise to the top, it is the tale of a lost and naive young woman growing as a person and learning new things. It is a personal one concerning her, and thus this story will be told in present-tense first-person.

Chapter 8: The Couple (X)

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A/N:

TL;DR: Content warnings explanation, this chapter contains a lot of sexual content, and after major content warning chapters there is a summary in the next chapter.

This is the first chapter with actual sexual content. It's not very in-depth but it's still explicit. You might have noticed the (X) in the title; this is a content warning noting this. Lowercase (x) denotes that there is sexual content in the chapter but there isn't much of it--this does not mean that it isn't focused on at points, just that it isn't a major part of the chapter. Uppercase denotes that it dominates the chapter. In this case, sexual content dominates the chapter.

In the next chapter there will be an (xvG). 'v' is a warning for explicit fetish content--notably, eating of people. As disclaimed in the description, this is a story that outright has vorarephile themes to it--it's standard for there to be minor references to it since the story is kind of built around it, but these noted chapters contain--as I said--explicitly fetish content. Additionally, just because a 'v' is lower-case does not meant that the content is any less disturbing--capitalized and any inclusion of 'g' will be where disturbing content lies.

'G' stands for gore, denoting people becoming not-living people in multiple pieces. At the beginning of chapters following content warnings I will note the rough plot of the previous chapter.

While this story itself can easily be described as a pornographic erotica due to the presence of sex scenes and vorarephilic content, it is there as a part of the story first and foremost.

To sum up my stance on the general content level for the story as a whole:

“I write this story because I enjoy doing so. I write it not to get peoples' rocks off, or my own, I write it because it is part of the story which I want to write."

The story is ultimately an erotica, and I make no attempts to say that it is not. While the following chapter will take a clinical look on sexual interactions, later chapters may not.

As for the content warnings acting as spoilers for the chapter? In mediums where possible I would add click-to-uncover spoiler bits in-chapter rather than adding them to the title, but I can't in this one. At least for the chapter after this one... it's a fairly foregone conclusion what's about to happen.

In the chapter after major content warnings, there will be a summary of the previous chapter.

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Having heard the voices, I swiftly creep over into the undergrowth along the side of the path.

Tall intruders up ahead. That makes sense--this is one of their places. I need to be careful, they could be like the hunter.

Stalking ahead towards the clearing, I find a site quite similar to the hunter's clearing, but with many noteworthy differences. There is a river in the area but it's not visible from here, and this isn't so much a clearing--instead being many flat areas amongst the trees. There are also multiple surfaces made of wood within these clearings with places to sit attached.

But the biggest difference of all would have to be the two tall intruders sitting at one of the surfaces with yet another strange device in front of them. They're vocalizing; communicating about something in a series of flowing, musical noises just as the tall intruders had. How curious!

Kin don't use vocalization as our primary means to communicate. Instead, pheromone glands deep within our chests are what speak for us with every exhalation. They convey everything from who we are, rough familial relation if recognized, emotions and mood, and most importantly, health. Being quite sophisticated, they also allow us to communicate in a language of sorts all Kin instinctually learn to understand as they age. Not only concepts, but also 'characters' of a sort, able to convey more complicated terms. Scentspeech and scent encoding, these systems are known as.

As a downside, it's quite short-ranged. You can shout and be heard from quite far away, but you need to be almost close enough to touch each other if you want to hold a proper conversation--unless they specifically use their glands and lips respectively to 'speak' and blow to extend their range.

Thus, we do vocalize, but it's very primitive compared to the pheromones. Anyone and anything can understand a shout of pain, a warning, or a greeting; it doesn't need to be fancy.

The tall intruders are both intently watching the device, whatever it is. Their backs are blocking it so I can't see it, but I can tell it's emitting light intermittently. More controlled fire?

Slowly creeping around the clearing, I get a better angle. It's similar in shape to the previous device I saw--being a flat rectangle that hinges open--but rather than emit flame from its bottom half, it's covered in grooves and rises. Even stranger, its top emits light, but no fire. From this distance, I can't tell what it is for sure, it just looks like flashing lights. Now that I'm closer, I can also identify strange, discordant sounds emitting from it.

They both break out laughing, with the smaller one lifting a shiny container to its face and pouring a liquid into its thin mouth. It has protrusions on its chest, higher than I'd expect, but potentially mammaries, so perhaps it is a female. Until proven otherwise, I will think of her as female, and by process of elimination, it must mean that the other is male, as was the hunter. They both have brown hair atop their heads; the male's is shorter while the female's is longer, serving as an inverse reflection of their heights.

I'm intensely curious about whatever it is that they're doing, but I need to study them more first.

Around the clearing rests many of those shiny containers. Looking down beside me in the brush, I spot one, slightly leaking an odd brown fluid. Curious, I nudge it with a foreclaw. It shifts a little bit, and a very quiet ring sounds out briefly. Looking up, I check to make sure neither of the tall intruders heard me, and find it to be fine as they continue their odd viewing--the noise was too soft. Returning my attention to the object, I sit back and pick it up.

It's extremely smooth. The only thing smoother that I've ever felt was a rock from the bottom of a river. It's slightly cool to the touch as well, as if it came from the same place. Raising it to my face, I taste the dripping liquid.

Ekh. I withdraw my tongue.

It's awful. Nowhere near carrion awful, but still confusing to me. I gently put it back down where I found it, looking up just as the female throws the one she was drinking from over her shoulder, hitting and bouncing off of a tree not far from my position behind them.

Looking around again, I can see their yellow-and-black created-nest and a few larger containers near it, notably one quite similar to the one that had been in a tree at the hunter's clearing. Another one of these is on the surface in front of the female, its top open, and she reaches within to grab another container. Fiddling with its top, opening it with a sharp crack, she brings it to her mouth, drinking once more.

What sort of polluted water is that?

I remain observing them for another hour more, but soon the flashing colors and weird noises stop. The male lowers the device's back before turning to the female, embracing her and touching his face to hers in what I can only assume to be a display of affection. From my position to their side I can't tell what exactly they do, but she returns his embrace, before they break apart a short while later.

Are they mates? I don't see any young around, nor do I smell anything other than them. I can very, very faintly smell other tall intruders having been here, but not recently, at least a week or two ago. They are alone.

With me.

And I don't see any burning-sticks.

I can't help but grin. This shall be a hunt. The tall one I shall taste, the other I shall consume.

I want to keep observing and learning, but I'm hungry now. I'll go find something to eat, but not too much. It would spoil my appetite for better things.

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Returning a few hours later, it's starting to get a bit dark, the sun sinking down over the mountains beyond the lake. I can't see them anywhere, but the noises of the device are coming from the created-nest again. Slowly and carefully I creep over towards it, peering through a gap in its flap.

Within, the male and the female are next to each other, few coverings remaining on their bare bodies. They're both sitting, backs to me, staring at the top half of the device as it flashes strange images. Voices emerge from it in the vocalizations of these tall intruders, ones I can't understand.

The device seems to be… showing sights. Images. There is nothing behind it, yet it is as if a window to another world.

I watch transfixed as it becomes clear what is happening. There are strange creatures, bearing extremely vague similarity to Kin, as if we were covered only in our smaller scales, without any carapace. They rampage through a jungle, killing and eating these foreign tall intruders and destroying their places.

This is strange. Is this happening? But where?

Strangest of all… is the scent of arousal wafting off of the female.

What?

Does she like seeing these things?

She jumps a little at these sights on the screen, and the male hugs her closer to him. I smell only a little arousal coming off of him. This doesn't make any sense, I shouldn't be able to recognize the pheromones of these creatures, I didn't recognize any of the ones coming off of the hunter!

Is this like vocalizing for help? Are some things universal? Kin greatly enjoy eating prey--though not to the same degree--and tall intruders are tiny; they can barely hunt and only with tools! Why would she enjoy seeing this?

This is yet another reason why I need to observe them more.

Slowly, the scenes wind down, and I recognize it as whatever this phenomenon is beginning to end. I pull back and slowly creep away to the treeline, in case they leave their created-nest. By the end the odd scent had mostly died down, replaced with another one, this one unrecognizable.

After a short period, they do in fact leave, with their coverings back on. It is now mostly dark out, the sun shadowed behind the mountains. They approach one of the surfaces slowly, before the female sits down upon it, and the male stands in front of her, his back to me. I circle the clearing to the side a little bit to get a better view of whatever is going on.

He reaches his hands forward to caress her, touching her sides, before pulling her top covering off and another piece underneath it, revealing her confirmed breasts to me. At this point, I'm stuck using what little light I have in order to see what's going on, so I don't have the best of color, but I can clearly see the definition of her breasts and nipples.

Lightly, he caresses them, before bending forward and licking them. The female begins moaning lightly at his touch, and from my hiding place I can smell only the latter of pheromones, none of the arousal.

After half a minute of this, the male then bends down further onto his knees, once again bringing his hands forward to uncover her soft, un-Kin flesh. This time, he removes her bottom coverings, revealing a matching article around her waist and groin, where her legs meet her torso.

Finally, with the female having sat back a bit to help him finish his actions, he pulls down this final covering, and reveals her vaginal slit.

It bears very passing resemblance to a Kin's from what I can tell. Rather than scales surrounding it and being sealed closed when not aroused, it is instead hidden beneath folds of skin. The male reaches up to them and splits them to reveal her hole before lightly rubbing his hand over it.

What… is he doing? Is this reproduction? His coverings are all still on; is he preparing, or something? It feels… odd, watching this, but I'm just too curious.

He answers my question soon after rubbing a while longer, moving his hand aside to her leg, and bending down further to bury his face against her hole, extending his tongue out to taste her.

Is he going to eat her somehow? Do they reproduce like this? That other scent has reached my nose through the languid breeze, and it definitely isn't the earlier potential arousal. For the next minute he continues licking at her hole and folds, eliciting moans from her. This is the strangest mating I have ever seen or heard of!

Eventually, a shudder goes through her body, and she puts one hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer. My curiosity getting the better of me, I lean back against a tree and reach my own foreclaw down.

Between my legs sits my own vagina, a very slight mound of pressed-together scale and meat. As Mother explained prior to the duels when educating us, arousal normally does not occur except for specific attempts to induce it or during the heat cycle. Experimentally, I press the tip of one of my clawed fingers to the slit, careful not to harm myself with the wicked tip.

Slowly, I rub it along it, teasing it open as blood is coaxed into the area, mound rising, scales pulling back. It's working! It feels a little odd though, like nothing I have felt before.

My sex reveals itself, and with it showing I continue my movements, rubbing against the soft and sensitive virgin flesh. I should really have had a mate years ago, but I wanted to be strong like Mother first. I regret that now, this feels great!

Back in the clearing, the male seems finished with whatever he's doing, the female laying back on the surface fully, legs over his shoulders. He stands up, speaks to her, and begins helping her dress once more before she hops off the table, and they switch positions. What now?

The male takes her place upon the surface and takes off his own top covering before excitedly removing his bottom coverings with the help of his mate, revealing his erect penis. Dangling below are vulnerable testicles free in the air, very unlike a male Kin's safe and protected internal testes.

The female is now on her knees with her back to me, and quickly gets to work, grasping at the base, lightly tugging on it. Once again confusing me with the whole arousal and eating thing, she begins carefully licking at its tip, along its length, before finally bringing it into her mouth.

Rather than bite down, she carefully bobs her head up and down its length as the male rubs the hair on her head with one hand. He moans, just as she did, and his own arousal is quite obvious within the air.

Carefully, I insert a finger into my canal, parting it. It's quite tight due to my not being a broodmother yet, let alone never having had anything in it before. And it feels… so… good...

I shudder and exhale a bit, unintentionally vocalizing a moan. This feels amazing!

Suddenly, the man looks up. Shit! He heard me!

Quickly, he taps the back of her head, and speaks something to her. She gets off of his penis, and looks off into the woods, in my direction. I get down, hiding, before slinking off.

Whatever that was, I want to try it again, but I can't right now! Stupid, stupid, stupid. I need to leave. I'll watch them tomorrow, and then I'll attack.

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Ah. Fuck.

Susie's crazy, but damn does she give good head.

What was that saying about 'don't stick your dick in crazy'? Whoever came up with that has clearly never done it. They may be high maintenance but damn can they put out.

The movie spooked her a little; don't know why that got her in the mood though afterwards, maybe it's something to do with her whole public sex thing, fear of getting caught or whatever.

Hng. Doesn't matter, doesn't change things.

“Heeeeeghhhh..."

What the fuck?!

Looking up quickly to where I heard the sound, there's a slight reflection of light in the trees! What the fuck! Fear of getting caught my ass, someone's watching us with a camera!

I tap the back of her head and begin shouting. “HEY! Susie! Someone's watching us, get off me!"

She obliges, confusion on her pretty little face, before she smiles. “It's my turn, Spencer, I already had mine. You don't need to-"

I cut her off. “No, I'm serious, help me get dressed! I'm gonna kick the shit out of this punk!"

Confused again, she begrudgingly helps. I'm fucking serious, why would I interrupt a beej for this? Fucking voyeur. This was supposed to be our great alone time for a few weeks while everyone else fucked off back to civilization!

Putting on my shoes, I rush over to the tent to grab a flashlight before heading to the trees where I heard the sound, grabbing a thick branch as I do. Looking down at the ground, there's definitely an imprint in the loamy forest dirt here for where someone must have been laying, but they're gone. Looking around a bit I can see smudged tracks, which I quickly follow.

“HEY! Get out here, you little shit! I'll teach you a thing or two about what happens when you watch people!" I yell out into the darkness.

I don't get any response to my yelling, not even the crackle of a snapped twig in the distance. I stop, shining my flashlight through the dark forest, trying to spot whoever it was. I look back down after, to see if I recognize the shoe, perhaps one of Dick's buddies, come back to screw with us.

Rather than a shoe-print, it's instead an odd… thing. Like a talon from a bird, but large; three clawed toes in the front, and one in the back. I don't know much about the local wildlife, but it's nothing I've ever heard of.

Confused, I head back to Susan to tell her about what I found.

When I get back, she's got a bored expression on her face. Damnit.

“Hey, Spence. Find your little voyeur?" she says.

She smiles a little as she says that, as if she almost wishes there was one.

“No. I did find some weird tracks though, I think it might've been an animal or something, but I didn't recognize it," I explain.

She looks considerate for a moment. “Maybe the movie got to you, honey," she says, smiling, “I know how scared you were during it. What'd they look like?"

I sigh. I know where this is going. “Well… I… didn't get a good look, but they… kind of looked like they were from a dinosaur or something."

That just makes her smile and laugh.

“Told you. I'm tired, I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late running from raptors," she declares, flashing me a smirk as she turns to the tent. Ugh.

I wasn't scared.

I know I heard something. I saw something. There were tracks.

But I guess it might've been my nerves.

Just an animal.

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A/N:

The movie they were watching was Jurassic Park, and the reference to it was on the fly. I needed something for them to plausibly do during these weeks, so why not movie marathons? It also fit pretty well and will serve as a minor plotpoint in a later chapter of the arc.

This chapter is outright a sex scene, told through a clinical point of view. Sex for pleasure is quite strange to a person who has only ever heard of sex for procreation--let alone a character who has even participated in it before. The pheromone fuckery where fear smells like Kin arousal was an addition I added in to further confuse the protagonist, adding to the clinical atmosphere of this chapter.

As mentioned in the author's note at the beginning of the chapter, this story is an erotica and should be treated as one, but the story always comes first; it is one part and one aspect to the greater whole.