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Touch: The Fluffy Tail (Tek&Wing)

In response, Nick just threw his hand on her head and messed with her hair, smirking defiantly against her. "Can't wait till you get a freaking boyfriend so I can screw with you too. Then we'll see how you like it, huh?!" He teased back, gently flicking her hair. So he was still a virgin too, the only sexual partner he was paired with being his right hand. Yes, he masturbated. And it got bad when Yuki or some other college girls were dressing up cutely or sexy. Hell, even slutty. Sheesh, and Yuki never really messed around with him. The most they ever do was kiss, and even then, she never wanted to do it in front of a bunch of people. The more he spoke about it, the more it sounded like their relationship was a mess. Well, he wouldn't be lying if he said it sort of was.

As Tama explained, he nodded his head. It seemed interesting, but when he thought of Tama probably in ancient times, humans probably hunted them down. Especially in Feudal Japan, probably in some legend or something. But, all that aside, it sounded like she was fairly busy. "Yeah, you did. How do you fish?" He asked curiously, stopping at a crossroad since the walk light didn't allow them yet. "I mean, do you use a pole? A spear? Just curious all. A spear sounds like more fun, but a pain in the ass with timing and all." He added, nodding to himself as he crossed his arms.

And maybe through her jealousy, perhaps Tama didn't even see how much more talkative and jovial Nick was when the fox and human spent time together. Of course, it was different when they were growing up. Nick almost always chose Tama over all his other friends (the times he didn't, it was probably because he was forced against it). But when he was with Yuki, anyone could probably tell how miserable he seemed. It started out pretty fun in the beginning, but there were occasions where Nick sneaked away to at least do something fun. But, thinking about what she did, it sounded like she was bored despite being busy. And, oddly empty. He wasn't sure why, it just felt that way.

"So, you don't hang out with any other monster girls or humans?" Nick asked curiously, crossing the street when the walking man lit up the light.
 
"A boyfriend? Do you think I would pair up just to go with you on double dates?" Tama seemed mildly offended by the mere suggestion, "I might be a monster girl, but that doesn't mean that just anyone will do, idiot. The reason why people often get the wrong idea when the two of us hang out together is because humans, particularly guys for taht matter, are usually really wary of monster girls. To act any differently makes people think you're interested, and according to the current unspoken social code of conduct, that simply isn't proper. Besides, most human males don't interest me either... They aren't like you, Nick, since they don't know how to just kick back and enjoy themselves. They think way too much about complicated things, when all you really need to be happy are the simple things in life..."

She let her voice drift off a bit, just then realizing that she had been having a rather one-way conversation with him up to that point. Granted, that was how their conversations often went. Tama would venture off on some tangent and completely miss the original point of the conversation. To Tama, the entire world was like a long ball of string. Every part of it was in some way attached to everything else, allowing for a nearly limitless source of discussion as one topic inevitably led to some other thing, which also led to another and so forth.

When Nick brought up the topic of fishing, her ears instantly perked up, "I'll have to show you sometime... I usually fish while meditating by the riverbank, calming my inner ki, then as soon as I feel the surface of the water being disturbed, I dip my hand down into the flow and extract the cause of the disturbance with the swiftness of a hawk... In plain english, I slap them right out of the water with my bare hands!"

"I wouldn't use something as crude as a spear or fishing pole," Tama giggled, hiding her face behind her yukata's long sleeve, her fluffy tail wagging behind her back in a pleased manner, "Besides, its much more fun to challange myself in such a way. The water up in the mountains is so fresh and clear you could swear its made of pure crystal pouring forth from the rocks themselves."

Tama loved spending time up in the mountains surrounding town, for that was the place that she was born and it held a strong connection within her. one of the only reasons why she even went into town was because Nick was there and the streets where they used to play held so many wonderful memories. As she passed through them, they would all come alive and walk alongside her as she wandered about aimlessly, the sound of her wooden sandals echoing through her memory like the call of an ancient, distant melody.

"No... The other kitsune generally keep to themselves because we are rather territorial," Tama shook her head, "In the old days, it served to ensure that we wouldn't steal each other's husbands. Human males were quite an important commodity, after all. These days, the ancient traditions more or less hold true although it is more out of habit than anything else. No one takes those old mountain passes anymore, after all."

She turned and smiled sadly at her friend, "You're the only one I have, Nick... That's why I want you to be happy."
 
Oh ho, so she was a picky fox, eh? Nick snickered a bit and slung his arm around her after she replied. But, she had a point. The society in this town didn't accept human males and monster girl pairings. He had heard that in some areas of the world, there were a few areas where society was a bit more open minded, and he was certain these places were filled with harmony. But, branded as outcasts to the world, it would be very difficult to find such a place. Nick gave a mental sigh, knowing that so long as Tama lived her, she'd be troubled with human's harsh prejudice against her and all monster girls. Sometimes he even wondered if Tama didn't live in the town also because she couldn't afford it. Traveling to and from the mountain path must have been quite a trek. He wished he could pick her up with a car or something. At least then it wouldn't be bad or lonely.

"Heh, thanks, Tama. Glad to know I stand out among the rest." He replied to the compliment. But, then they moved on to fishing and the water in the mountains. Mentioning it sounded like it would be an amazing experience, so it was no surprise to see Nick's own face light up with excitement. "Seriously? That would be awesome. Though, you'll have to show me how to meditate, Foxy. I'm sure after a couple times though, I'll be able to catch more fish then you." Challenge considered? Hopefully, he would think, sticking his tongue out at his best friend while listening on. Not only did it sound like fun, it sounded absolutely gorgeous up in the mountains. Usually stuck at home or out in the town, he rarely got to leave and see the rest of the world. His father did, no doubt, but him? Nick didn't even walk to the edge of town and look from there.

He would have to ask her to take him one day. Yuki would never go with him if he suggested it, and he didn't want to go alone. Besides, it would probably be lots of fun with her. Thoughts of a fun time up there and maybe even swimming in a spring sounded like such a great time!

Made sense to him, concerning the other kitsune. It probably was the same with any monster girl, he was sure. He wondered if threesomes were ever possible? Random thought, but then again, he's a guy. Poor defense, though still valid. Nick simply looked at Tama with gentle eyes and nodded, returning the smile. "Hey, don't forget you, all right?" Stopping their walk, he turned to her and brought her into a deep hug. Nick was lucky to have her. He couldn't imagine getting by without hanging out with her. It was odd. Even Yuki didn't grant him the same feelings. He wasn't sure what to make of it yet. "If I'm going to be happy, you got to as well." Suddenly, he was pinching her cheeks gently, making her smile and laughing lightly before he let them go. "Remember that."

They soon came to the bus stop that would drop him nearby home. It was far too dark to walk home by himself. There were hooligans out and all. Still, Nick turned to the young kitsune, giving her a look of concern. "You... sure you don't want me to walk you home? It's pretty late. Will it be safe by yourself?" He asked, hands in his pockets as he sat on the bench.
 
"You're just the only person I ever think about," Tama whispered to herself mentally, unable to even voice the words in even the most soft of voices. She walked beside him in silence until he pulled her into a warm hug, causing her to draw in a sharp gasp. Her cheeks flushed bright red and her initial reaction was to pull away, but the soothing warmth calmed her, settling around her heart which fluttered with excitement and happiness. She timidly reached up and wrapped her small arms around him, holding him to herself as she allowed herself to bathe in the warmth of his arms surrounding her. A tiny teardrop escaped fromt he corner of her eye which vanished into the fabric of her yukata without so much as a note.

"O-oi!" Tama frowned, pretending to be upset, "Stop that, idiot! You know that I hate it when you pinch my tender cheeks. They aren't made of cream..."

If these days could continue for a lifetime, she felt that she truly might have a shot of being happy. Yet, the longer they spent together, the more deeply she seemed to fall in love with him. That love itself would make it impossible for her to be truly happy without him, a fact that she knew very well within herself. She just couldn't bring herself to speak those words, those three simple words. When the two of them approached the bus stop, that fact became ever the more appartent to her.

"Nick... You really don't know why I can't do that?" Tama shook her head firmly, "You really are hopeless, aren't you? If monster girls are so important to you, shouldn't you know a bit more about their customs?" He was trying to reach out to her, but she couldn't take his hand... Not when she knew that he would refuse her in an instant if she ever showed her true intentions. She fidgeted a bit, her knees rubbing together as she reached up and fiddled with her right ear nervously, "The only humans that kitsune show their homes to are their husbands..."

"I guess we'll be parting ways here, then," the kitsune gave him a quick wave before turning her back toward him, "See you tomorrow, Nick."
 
Upon her initial question, Nick gave a solid shake of his head, completely clueless to the reason why she declined every time. Hopeless? The young man seemed to twist his face into what seemed like mock offended emotion of some sort, yet it didn't keep him from listening on. She did have a point though. He would've opened his mouth for a good witty come back, but it was the truth. As much as he cared for the monster girls and their equal opportunity, it just seemed he didn't brush up on knowledge of them. Nick was just familiar with whatever the kitsune explained together with him. And even then, it was more of this is that, and that is this. Not really customs and traditions that the monster girls upheld. It wasn't until her answer that Nick himself began to respond with light embarrassment once more, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh, I see..." Trailing off, he left it at that, a little awkward feeling passing about him. As much as he wished he could still ensure her safe passage him, Nick didn't want to go against her kitsune customs. He respected that about her. It was important, and probably if it wasn't for that, Tama would be the feisty, adventurous, and sometimes random kitsune girl he always knew and hung out with.

Having been lost in thought, her sudden departing words freed him from his mental cage. "Oh, uh, later." He mumbled once again, similar to last night. There was something nagging at his mind, something about Tama. Despite how much more upbeat she was earlier on, he couldn't help but still feel as if she were concealing some secret within that little, furry earred head of hers. It was that constant itch, that ever remaining assumption within in his mind that said, "Stop her and find out". Yet again as she began to leave, Nick's hand clumsily swiped at empty air for her wrist that was miles away. Strange, seeing as she was right there in front of him still. And the feeling still remained that a certain gap was between them. It bothered him, made him worry. Was something wrong with another kitsune or monster girl? Did some bullies pick on her again? Nick demanded to know, yet he didn't even voice it out. He wasn't sure if he should. Perhaps it was a problem Tama had to face... but, still...

Weakly waving goodbye, Nick was left alone at the bus stop again. Still a summer's night, he felt cold for some reason. It was as if the chill of being alone was freezing him within the slightly humid air. How strange. Very very strange. It bothered him, and there was nothing he could do about it. So, he naturally looked in the direction of where the bus would be coming, and slowly but surely, he saw the orbs of light began to grow from within the distance. It would be here in about a couple minutes. During that time, he watched Tama's retreating figure. She grew up, that was for sure. He still remembered the first day they met, adorable and cute. Even more so, he remembered stick up for her a lot. Once the bullies found her by herself often, they insisted on making repeat visits. Nick had enough one day.

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Eight year old Nick could hear Tama's sobbing right behind him, dirt covering a newly sewn yukata that her mother made. Even worse were the stains on her face from the dirt, a small cut on her knee. That just pissed him off, the foolish boy taking on 12 and 13 year olds. They mocked him, teased him, called him a monster girl lover. The women outside of town didn't deserve to be labeled as just monster girls. They had names just like humans. Besides their appearances, they lived similarly to humans too. Nick bit down angrily, blocking Tama from the onslaught of their insults, becoming their new target.

"What you gunna do, pip squeak? You gunna fight us?"
"Heck, you ain't got nuthing on us, shrimp!"

Taunting resumed, distance closing, Nick was about to head straight into a losing battle. Part of him knew it, but when he saw the way they treated Tama, he went ballistic. So, without even another minute to waste standing around, Nick was the one to shoot first. A somewhat solid punch found itself square in one of the boys' nose, a nose bleed the instant result. He held his guard, but was quickly surrounded. Outnumbered, out gunned, the young hero fell quickly and was getting stomped into the dirt. Sobbing himself and shouting out in pain, he barely saw Tama jump up and start hissing or growling at the boys, tail stuck up in what would be a threatening manner. It was enough to scare the boys off, all of them running in fear as Tama towered over Nick now.

How odd, she became the hero now when he was supposed to be saving the damsel in distress. It was funny, because as he sobbed at her, Tama was telling him it was okay. She thanked him again and again, choking him in a bear hug and constantly calling him an idiot. Looking back on it now, Nick thought it was cute. He just really wished he also didn't get his ass kicked so bad that day. How embarrassing to his future self...

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"Hey buddy. Wake up."

Nick tossed his head up, seeing the bus doors wide open with the bus driver giving him an impatient look. "You coming on, or what?" The short, somewhat fat white man asked with an annoyed tone of voice. He looked left and right and saw no one. Well, guess that was him. The bus now blocked the view of Tama, so he could no longer see her. And even as he climbed on to the bus, paid his fare and took a seat, he couldn't see her out the window.

She was definitely acting odd as of recent. Was he starting to act odd too?

OOC: I can't remember what scene you mentioned playing out next. I accidentally deleted the PM that said it too. Boo... ; 3;
 
OOC: I think it was her following him to his collage and generally making a ruckus while laying carefully thought-out pranks for Nick. She's sorta taunting him in a playful way and being an annoyance, too. XD

Tama awoke from her sleep with a start, her body soaked with her own perspiration. Her yukata was in complete disarray, her obi loose and barely holding the robe together in any reasonable manner. She slipped out of bed with a groan, reaching toward the oil lamp that she had kept at a low flicker throughout the night and turned up the wick. She reached up and wiped the dampness from her forehead. Her mind was all a daze and the memory of what exactly she had been dreaming about had been lost to the far recesses of her mind, but whatever it was had been rather intense... and sexual. These dreams had been growing more frequent as of late, and judging from the fiery burn within her she could only conclude that it meant one thing.

She was going into heat.

"Great timing..." Tama moaned, her head hung low, "Now I have to find some way of letting off some steam before I end up attacking someone. What's more, I need to keep my distance from other monster girls as well since my magical energy will escape and excite them as well. No need to get the entire mountain inhabitants all in a tizzy at the same time."

Up till that year her bouts of heat had been rather mild, but since she had a particular object for her love and desire it would doubtless be a much more complicated issue. No matter. One way she could get him to keep his distance would be to prank him incessantly until she finally managed to annoy him. If she could strike a nerve he would probably shut himself off from her for about a week or so until he forgave her and the two of them made up. Little did poor Nick know, but she had been carefully timing their little spats for quite a while now in much the same way.

Tama's eyes narrowed mischievously, "and I have just the way to kick off the festivities this year..."

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Before her stood the monument of human civilization, the gigantic monstrosity which caused Tama's face to curve into a crooked frown upon occasion from the mere mention of its name, the edifice of iron rebar, steel, and concrete also known as the university which Nick was attending. Today, however, she had formulated a ploy for both defacing the sanctity of this place of insanity and utter boredom as well as draw her attention away from the itching, burning desire boiling up inside of her. First... She would raid Nick's locker.

As stealthily and sly as a, well, fox, she slipped through the first barrier of defenses, namely the front entrance. A simple hop over the stone fence made this a relatively minor issue as she skirted alongside the shrubbery toward the rear entrance. This had not been the first time here, as Nick had actually shown her around once before, until the faculty "kindly" asked him to show Tama the door. She crawled upside down on the ceiling tiles along the halls until she reached the lines of lockers built into the walls, scanning for Nick's name. It didn't take long for her to find said locker, since she could recognize his handwriting a mile away. Waiting patiently for an opening, she slipped down without making a sound, cracked the combination on his padlock, removed all contents, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Obtain materials from secured location: success!
 
"Uh huh. Yup. Uh huh. Yeah. Mhm. Gotcha." Nick recited, almost as if reading from a script. Completely a zombie this Friday morning, the slacker nodded at every word that poured from Yuki's lips. She barely even said anything about it, giggling cutely before planting a kiss on his cheek, to which Zombie Nick simply groaned tiredly before walking away from her classroom. He had the wondrous pleasure of hearing his cell phone go off at an ungodly hour thanks to Yuki "wanting to help". She was even outside his door. Clingy as it is, she rushed him to get dressed and ready and they were off to school... way earlier than they needed to be. Two hours, to be precise. The star pupil mentioned that she was always this early, sometimes earlier if she was in a good mood. Did this girl ever have fun, Nick pondered to himself. The likely answer was no, and he doubted he would be surprised by a turn about answer. Simply because it wasn't possible.

Oh well, enough with dwelling on nonsense. Sadly, despite two hours worth of preparation, Nick neglected to grab his items for class. So, slowly and drunkenly almost, Nick fumbled down the hallway, bumping into people without a care and dragging himself against the lockers until he finally resided in front of it, ten minutes after Tama had successfully broke in and removed everything. Tired hands slapped at the padlock weakly as he groaned his zombie groans. Fingers carelessly spun the dial, and after several unsuccessful attempts, he managed to focus just long enough to get it unlocked. "Finally." He grumbled, throwing the door open and looking for his notebooks. He shut his eyes and rested his forehead against the cold, metal surface. It was a welcome sensation. Well, for his forehead. His hand felt nothing inside his locker, and that shook him awake at least a little bit. Confused and lost, Nick opened his eyes and saw the vacancy that was his locker. Okay, no. Nick never took anything home, so everything should be in here. Sure, he wanted to be a slacker, but he didn't want to fail. Like hell he would be going back again.

"Whoa whoa whoa, where's all my shit?!" Nick cursed, gaining all the attention from passersby. A faculty member came by and quickly scolded him for his language, but the young man just grumbled back and shut the door to his locker. Thinking it was some illusion, he opened it again and again, hoping that its contents would just magically appear. But, no. Nick was sadly let down by his delusions and was forced to accept his fate. He had nothing today. So, in defeat, Nick gave the closest thing to a growl and tossed his empty backpack into the container, slamming the locker door shut and locking it again.

"Whoever did that is going to get their ass kicked, I swear." He threatened his ghostly tormentor, stomping off towards class and keeping his eyes peeled for anyone around him that could be a culprit. Stepping into class, he was wide awake and alert, biting his lip in frustration. He completely ignored everyone, but monitored them at the same time, sitting at his spot on the rows of tables. Anyone could've done it. Anyone. They could be annoyed with him. He's pissed off a few people. Seriously, but why steal his locker's contents? It made no sense. Either way, Nick had to find everything before the day was done. Those books cost a load of cash! And the last thing he needed to do was tell his dad, "Sorry! I lost all my books and wasted your cash!". As if. His dad was already paying for this all out of pocket. That was the last thing that needed to happen.

Groaning quietly, Nick patiently waited for the end of his class, but it really couldn't come any sooner. Not to mention that he had to go to the swim team practice for some unknown reason. Ah, that's right, he signed up for that. Why? Hell, he didn't know. Perhaps it was because he thought he would be swimming with girls. Turned out, it was all just a bunch of guys. In speedos. Gross. So, he'd have to go to his swim team locker and change into his own pair of man-kinis and bare through one hour of practice. Then, he'd be home free... hopefully. Lest this attacker of his show his or her ugly mug.

'I'll find you, you little pest!' Nick mentally promised, rapping his fingers along the desk impatiently.

OOC: Huzzah! Let his torture begin! Hopefully that swim practice idea doesn't mess up anything. I was hoping it would give him more of a reason to stay at the university and give you more opportunity to carry out your dastardly plan. :3
 
Tama could barely contain her laughter when she saw Nick open and close the locker door, as if to make sure he had actually opened it in the first place and he wasn't just imagining that someone had swiped his books right under his nose. She'd even remembered to return the lock to its previously locked condition before making her escape, and unless he was some sort of forensic specialist, she doubted he would be able to deduce who it was that had ransacked his locker. She couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself, stooping so low as to torment her childhood friend and would-be lover just for her own amusement. In the end it was for both of their sakes since she would keep herself from jumping his bones, after all, right?

By the time Nick would reach his swim locker, he would find that someone (Tama) had already raided it as well... Only whoever it was had the bright idea of leaving the stuff taken from his locker there instead. Tama was heading back to the hallway locker to deposit his swimming stuff there, feeling rather proud of herself. Why, all she had to do now was tell Nick that she was behind all the trouble he had been through so far that day and he would be pretty darn upset. If there was any sure fire way of ticking Nick off, it was messing with his stuff, especially if it was a repeated offense.

She couldn't stick around this time to see his reaction, since the last thing she needed in her current condition was a bunch of men wearing tight-fitting underwear that didn't leave much to the imagination. She had an active enough imagination as it was, without such a scene like helping her out in that area. Then again... Nick in a speedo. He would be tall, baring his taught ab muscles, well-formed arm musculature, and firm back... She could feel a bead of drool slip through the corner of her lips just momentarily entertaining such a thought. Shaking her head vigorously and slapping her face a few times to clear her thoughts, she headed out to the back gate to wait for Nick to appear there and reveal her part in the shenanigans he had encountered.
 
As Nick heard the ending of class, he bolted up and watched everyone carefully. The only looks he received didn't really help him. They were all staring at him like he was some freak. Well, he was acting like one, that was for sure. This only meant that the culprit wasn't here. So, with a huff of annoyance, Nick stormed out of the classroom, shoving a random nerd with glasses and braces out of the way.

As he walked down the hall, he was eyeing everyone. Everyone was his suspect now, and he was the lone detective, fighting the bitter odds against him, and seeking out vengeance in some sappy black and white detective thriller. He pictured everything in black and white, even picked a couple of likely suspects to interrogate. Most of them flipped him off, slapped his face, or ignored him and went on. Not satisfied with this chain of results, but unable to do anything about it, that tuft of auburn on his head moseyed on over to the indoor swimming pool reserved for the swimming club. The leader, a rather shorter, shaven fellow who was all about swimming, scolded Nick for being late. The slacker did nothing but grumble and head straight for his locker in the boy's locker room. To his surprise, his textbooks and notebooks were in there, but what did that mean for his swimming gear and items?

With renewed vigor, Nick dashed out of the boy's locker room, but ran face first into the captain's hand. "Whoa there, Angelo. Where do you think you're going?" Not really one to have his last name used like that, Nick spat back with the captain. "Someone thought it would be funny to switch my stuff around. Now move aside! I'm out for blood!" The captain had little time to respond as he screeched while Nick picked him up in blind fury. The next thing the swim team's fearless leader would feel would be the cold, relentless grasp of chlorine laced pool water enveloping his entire body. Meanwhile, the crazed mad man that was Nick ran out to his hallway locker in record time (if only he did this for class), did the combination and practically broke off the lock, and found his swim gear inside.

Kicking the metal lockers in frustration, Nick pulled at his hair. "Who. The Hell. Is doing this?!" He shouted out. Thankfully, the halls were empty save for a janitor quietly sweeping and mopping away while ignoring the outburst that Nick had given out. Ugh, but like an idiot, Nick left his textbooks in the swimming team's boy's locker room. So, rushing off to there after snagging his swimming gear, he switched them into their rightful homes, relocked both lockers, and made a note to himself to replace the locks first thing next week.

Exactly, this was happening on a Friday! It was the last day of the week, and the weekend was what he was looking forward to. Who the hell did this to him? This was like some terrible punishment for some crime he did not commit. This was no joke! It was some sick, twisted jab at the simplest of pleasures he had; the weekend! Who would play such a dastardly prank on him? Who would be so cruel and vicious to take away all that he looked for by extending his Friday that much more? Whoever this person was had to be cunning, mischievous, and quick! And-

All fingers pointed towards one person, and after packing his bag up and heading towards the back gate, he saw her. Tama. Oh, she probably knew he figured it out at the very end, so with a furious face on he stomped over to Tama ever so slowly. The ground quaked and gave way, small craters forming with each step. Flames burned in his eyes and behind him, burning his own hair as he closed the distance and pointed a finger into the cunning trickster's face. "You!" He then flung his arm backwards, pointing to the building and referring to the prank she horridly committed. "You know I hate it when people touch my stuff. Why did you do that?! I spent the whole day trying to figure out who the hell did it! And you torture me by swapping my stuff around?! Are you nuts?" He snapped, flailing his arms about madly and wildly.
 
"Yep, it was me," Tama's tail flicked back and forth in a pleased manner as she licked her right fist and rubbed her fox-like ear atop her head as if she were a cat grooming herself, "I dunno, I guess I was just bored... You really need to think up more inventive combinations for your locks. Even though they were each different, it didn't take me longer than three seconds of trying different combinations before I happened upon the right one. Don't worry, nobody saw me in the halls, and you most certainly didn't since I made sure of that."

"I'm surprised you didn't think of me earlier. Humans are such easily paranoid creatures... Its not like I would destroy your books or anything, even though I don't see much merit in a collage degree in the first place," she cracked him a cheeky grin and continued to rub a bit more salt into his wounds, "So, how was your day? Did you have to sleep through more terrible lectures, or was your mind set on finding and destroying the one who messed with your stuff? Well, the culprit is right here, all ripe for the kicking!"

Tama giggled, knowing full well that he wouldn't place a finger on her out of anger. He was always the one who stood up for her when they were kids, and never once did he ever lash out at her physically. Even though she was often the one who had to scare away the bullies in the end, she was always grateful to Nick for speaking up and being there for her when there was literally no one else who would. Yet, here she was taking advantage of his kindness in such a manner, yet at the same time she knew she had to do something or Nick would suffer even greater consequences.
 
She admitted it! Nick barely was able to contain his frustrations, biting down harder and harder that he feared his jaw would break. And she was acting all cute about it, making him more aware of his absolutely terrible locker combinations. In his defense, he shouted out. "Listen here! I don't even get to choose the damn combination. The freaking school does it, so up yours!" He retorted back, fuming with annoyed anger and crossing his arms. Yet, she continued on and on. A simple jab at his logical intellect, of course he should of thought of her. Oh, and she was right. If it was anyone else, they'd be a bloody heap on the ground after Nick was down stomping their head into a freaking pancake. Now that it was Tama, the logical reaction would be to lash out, shout some more, call her a jerk, and probably storm off. Sounds like Nick. In fact, he probably would go with that action. Except...

His hands grasped her upper arms, holding her and keeping her from moving anywhere. Looking into her eyes, Tama would see the same burning flames of her being a pest. But, also concern? Whoa, back up a bit. That was an absolutely unexpected response from said Mr. Grumpy Pants. Ignoring all she said, Nick jumped straight to the point. "All right, what's going on? You're acting really weird." He began, not once breaking eye contact with the girl. He was determined to get to the bottom of this, and her little charade earlier today didn't help with his patience. So, more than likely, she'd have to do a lot to get him to back off of the subject she was doing her best to hide.

"We've done pranks on each other, but not to the point where it drives us nuts or pissed off at one another. That's different. This? This is something completely over the top, so you worked hard on this prank. So, why?" He kept asking that why, why, why question over and over. She was hiding something and it was slowly pissing him off. More so than this little prank. What was she hiding? Worse, was she in trouble? "Tama, spill it. You're acting weird, and I'm starting to get a little impatient with it. You just abruptly leave at the end of the day, you start blushing randomly, you seem more scatter brained a lot recently..." Those were just the several few that he noticed, but the list could definitely go on. They'd be here all day though, and chances are, faculty wouldn't appreciate a monster girl on a human campus. So, best not to drag this on.

Eyes still locked on to hers, hands securely yet gently grasping her arms, he waited for Tama to answer him for what seemed like days that her ordinary behavior was off.
 
Tama looked up at him with a genuinely frightened expression when he laid his hands on her arms, holding her in place and preventing her from simply brushing him off and fleeing before he could force an answer out of her. She was left utterly speechless for a few long moments, the heat suddenly rising up into her face as she stared at him with those wide green eyes of hers. She had looked at him with concern, playfulness, interest, amusement, and many other emotions, but she had never actually been frightened of him before. What was it that was making her act so strangely?

"I'm fine... There's nothing wrong with me, Nick," finally she shook her head and made an effort to pull away from him, but the firm grip he had on her arms prevented her from breaking loose with such a feeble attempt, "I guess I went a little too far this time, you know, since I haven't been spending as much time with you recently, I guess. Just let me go and we can walk around town like we always do, ok?"

She was shivering and her body felt warm to the touch almost as if she had a raging fever all throughout her. She didn't seem ill, however, judging from how hyper she was acting just a few seconds ago. She kept trying to pull away, but her face was still quite noticeably red and her tail wagged in a somewhat alluring fashion, as if tempting him. Just looking at her would give Nick a strange sensation, and the longer he did so the more uncomfortable Tama seemed to become.

"Please... Please just let go of me," Tama murmured softly.
 
This was the first, the very first time he had ever seen her look at him like that. She was scared for once. Of him. He'd seen that stare at many different bullies that they've both had the displeasure of dealing with. To say that it pained him to see her look at him like that was an understatement. A huge one. He just wanted to figure out what was wrong. He wanted to know why she was acting so strange. Was there even something wrong? If she could just truthfully tell him that, then they were done! He just wanted to truth. Nick wanted to know if something was wrong with his dearest friend that he'd do anything to make her happy. From day one they were like salt and pepper. He couldn't be either without her. So, what's the deal?!

"That's complete bull crap, Tama. And I'm not letting you go until you... you answer me." Nick's firm voice wavered just slightly. He felt randomly calm and relaxed. Well, at first. Then, he just felt really warm inside. "L-Listen, Tama. Just tell me what's wrong!" He shook his head, feeling her attempt to break free and ignoring her bargain. Let her go and continue like normal? As if! If she was so persistent to tell him what was wrong, then that just meant he needed to try harder to find out, right? Absolutely, so with a bit more resolution in his bones, Nick pressed onward, his somewhat wavering grasp starting to tighten back to its original secure state.

Though, that lasted maybe a minute or so, and Nick barely registered her voice for some reason. His eyes went from her deep, emerald orbs to that swaying tail. Shaking his head again, the only thing in his mind was the tail. It was mesmerizing. The way it swayed left. Then it went right. Even stranger still was this warmth beginning to consume him. He should feel scared after such a sudden, creeping feeling, but no. This warmth made him feel so... good. It crept all over his skin, seeping into even his toes and fingers. He couldn't explain it even if he could. It left him so relaxed and at ease, his body tingling all over as he felt blood rushing to groin. Fingers were starting to loosen up, and instead of grasping Tama, they were tugging gently at her yukata. Wait, no! Why were they doing that?!

Managing somehow to get a tiny grip of his mental state, the more than warm slacker let one hand go to his head. It felt like a fever, but a fever he wanted. "S-Shit, what's going on...?" The anger and persistence were waning from his voice. He sounded more groggy and in a sense, maybe even a bit tipsy. Nick's eyes focused again on that tail, loving the motion more and more. He wanted to touch it. Caress it. That fur probably felt so wonderful to the touch, wouldn't it?

OOC: Just going on a limb of how she would be affecting him. Let me know if I'm wrong, and if I am, I'm so sorry. ; 3;
 
OOC: Nope, that was right along the lines of what I expected :D

"I'm in heat, stupid..." Tama snapped at him, but her words lacked the usual edge that they possessed when she would make jabs at him. Upon seeing the way that he was starting to act toward her, no, because of her current state made bitter tears well up in her eyes. She didn't want to see him this way, captivated by her body's allure, drawing him in to mate with her like she was some sort of animal. It made her feel sick in the stomach, but she knew of a sure-fire way to snap him out of it.

"I... I'm in love with you, Nick. From the first day we met until now, i've always loved you!" Tama clenched her teeth, knowing full well what he would say to her upon hearing her confession, "That's why I can't look you in the eye or even carry a normal conversation with you anymore. I've fallen so hard for you that my body is craving you. I wanted you to stay away from me so it wouldn't come to this... I wanted... I want-"

The kitsune shook her head again, unable to form coherent words any longer. Why had he forced her to say it? She could feel the astonished gaze of the onlookers and she could hear the hushed whispers... The accusations and murmurings concerning the well-known duo where correct, after all. Growing up alongside a human was just a clever ploy, a plot to snatch him away and seduce the young man as soon as he was ripe for the picking.
 
OOC: All right then, that rocks. I thought I might've messed it up somehow.

And he got the answer he was looking for. Didn't mean he was prepared for it. Nick was hit hard by the realization and pieced everything together. When he caught her staring at him sometimes. They way she blushed when they bumped into one another. They were even nudging each other even more. Despite what her logical mind might say, her body pushed her into Nick's direction even if she hated his guts right now. And, problem was, even he was succumbing under the effects of Tama's kitsune charms. Both magical and natural. He vaguely remembered reading something about the mating habits of animals and insects. To compare, it was as if Tama was secreting her own pheromones that just honed in on Nick. And since he's at ground zero, well, he got hit the hardest, if not, by all of them then. In fact, he himself was pretty astounded that he could think about all this right now, knowing full well about the mating intensity of monster girls, whether they be kitsune or whatever.

Her confession hit him even harder. He went wide eyed through the haze, mouth agape yet unable to spill forth the words to reply. Hell, there was no reply. Nick was only able to stare at her in shock. Since day one? All this time, Nick had gained her affections, and it just cultivated itself day by day, like a rose waiting to bloom. Except, that rose now needed water, and he was the water. And he never noticed it. He was so oblivious, it was painful. However, not as painful as the kitsune struggling to keep her urges down. It had to be bad. Worse than bad. The more he thought about it, the more he felt responsible. He pressed for them to hang out as much as they could, probably consuming her entire day. He probably even sent mixed signals as he ditched time with Yuki sometimes. How much of this was equally his fault as well?

No time to dwell on that. With what bit of logic that Nick had left on his fleeting mind, he vaguely heard the people around him. Whispers. Rumors spread. It was already starting. "You... idiot." He muttered. Looking around, he could barely even form thoughts. All he was thinking about was the allure of that magnificent tail of hers. Even now, his eyes were stuck on the tail instead of Tama's own eyes, but he couldn't pry them off. A hand shot out and managed to get a tight grasp on her wrist. Then, his own little internal war began. Fight the urge. Nick had to fight the burning sensation in his core to move them at least off campus. God, this was difficult. His body felt like mush. Yet somehow, he managed to lift his feet and make them do his bidding. "Come on." Nick grunted and began dragging her away from the campus, shoving people aside, dirty stares given to both of them as he managed to get them past the gate.

Here, though, was where he was finding his will fading away bit by bit. After around five minutes or so, they were stopped on a spot along the side walk, and Nick's hand just fall away, his languid body dripping against a lamp post and hanging on to it drunkenly. "I don't think I can move." He mumbled, starting to pant as the warmth even began to seep into his head. Oh so gooooood. "Oh man, Tama. I don't even want to move. I'm just going to... chill right here." Thankfully, as he slumped a bit, he bumped his head and immediately clutched it, a red spot forming already. It knocked more sense back into him, and he was able to look back at Tama with half-lidded eyes.

"You can't, T-Tama." He muttered, his back against the pole. "Town. The town will talk... bad about you. It'll be harder. For you." Nick felt breathless, yet full of life. Weak, but filled with yearning. He was filled with contradictions. It just got worse as he gazed upon the kitsune, pretty much a slave to that hypnotic tail or those gorgeous green eyes. His lips parted once and mouthed something unintelligible, a goofy smile forming for a brief second.

His conscious mind was begging him to get a hold of himself. Tama, she was the only person he was worried about now. His mumblings, though vastly hard to understand, sounded absolutely worried about her. In a sense, he was rejecting her when he finally muttered a set of words.

"We can't... you and I." Nick sighed out, eyes half-lidded still and clouding over now with hints of lust and want. "The town..."

OOC: It's getting so good and awesome, but it's 4AM and I should go pass out now. x_x I'll post tomorrow!
 
Tama was in a daze as they pushed through the crowds of people who had gathered around them in front of the university, the silhouettes of the people around them flowing and melting into each other in a haphazard manner as they continued to mill about and whisper to each other. It was as if she were caught in an unbelievably thick fog, unable to see, feel, or smell. The day that she had dreaded had finally come. She could no longer stay here, by Nick's side. It was too dangerous for him, as well as for herself. She couldn't hear Nick's voice, only the movement of his lips registered to her mind. She knew what he would say.

"Town. The town will talk... bad about you. It'll be harder. For you."

"We can't... You and I"

"You can't, T-Tama."

"We can't..."

"You and I"

"Weren't meant to be... I know, Nick... I knew that from the beginning. It was never meant to be. You could never love me, someone like me," Tama's tears flowed freely, her beautiful green eyes now dull and lifeless as she raised her hand up toward his head. A potent pulse of magical energy impacted his head, knocking him out clean, "I'm sorry, Nick... This is goodbye."

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An hour later, Tama found herself at the front door of her house, lacking both of her wooden sandals. She also had a mysterious wound on her left shoulder where she had struck herself repeatedly in order to hold herself back from returning to where Nick lay unconscious and raping him. Her breath was heavy, leaving her mouth in heavy puffs as she pushed through the door and stumbled toward her bed. The pain, the unbearable pain that stabbed at her heart causing it to throb with agony was far more potent than she could ever imagine. Nick had rejected her as she always knew he would... So why did it hurt so much? There was no lingering happiness within her, only the devastation of her love being refused and the ever-building lust and desire for him...

"That's right..."

The more she thought it over, the more it made sense.

"I'm a monster girl... If there is something I want, I can just take it, can't I?"

Her lips curved upward in a distinctly inhuman manner, spreading from ear to ear as a humorless laugh echoed throughout the lonely little cottage. Why hadn't she seen it before? She had gone about it all the wrong way. Human norms didn't matter. What humans thought didn't matter. What Nick thought didn't matter. All that mattered was satisfying this need deep within her, to feel his long, thick member piercing her body and his semen flowing into her tight snatch. The need to taste of his semen would be sweet... A long awaited thing was always best served cold.

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When Nick would awake he would find himself at his home on his bed, with a hastily-scrawled note stuffed into the palm of his hand:

"If you are reading this, it is because I have sent you away for your own safety, Nick. I can no longer be around you. Its too strong. If you so much as see me, run. We can never see each us again. Run and never look back. -Tamamo"

It was no longer a crush, a love which drove her. She was now the predator and he was the prey. Unless he acted quickly, there would be no stopping her... Putting up resistance would be like trying to stop a freight train with his bare hands.
 
Nick gazed up as he sat down on the ground, feeling more and more hazy as the seconds ticked by. He felt that tug in his mind that wanted to fall farther as a victim to Tama's unintentional spell. It was so good, it felt so amazing! The thoughts swimming through his brain would be how she smelled, the smooth feeling of her skin against his, that bushy tail teasing him and playfully swatting him in the face. More and more of his stable mind drowned under the lust and cravings, digging itself deeper into the recesses of his mind. And before it was completely gone, he looked longingly to Tama. The tears that stained her cheeks managed to stab his heart, Nick clenching his fists weakly. She was in pain, and yet he was succumbing to all these wonderful sensations. He felt annoyed at himself, not even able to comfort her in the slightest. He berated himself mentally as she suddenly delivered a powerful magical blow. Caught off guard, it wrung his head backwards against the metal pole, immediately his eyesight going black as Tama effectively knocked him out.

It was roughly an hour later when Nick groaned in pain. He sat up slowly, clutching the back of his head. It was then that he felt the paper in his hair and hand, bringing it to his front to read the letters that belonged to his best friend. His best friend... who loved him. Nick sighed sadly as he read it. They had to stop seeing each other, didn't they? Why couldn't he bring himself to accept that? It hurt. A lot. He even clutched his chest as the deep emptiness radiated within. He couldn't even imagine a day without hanging out with the kitsune girl. But she was in heat though. He recalled as a young kid seeing the older monster girls trying and entrap men through seduction techniques. It hit him then that even if she might not have been aware of it, Tama was doing the same thing. And he fell for it. Hard. No doubt that if he pursued her, it would just happen again.

'... Even so, I won't let her suffer like that. She's strong too. She'll be able to fight it.' Even in his thoughts, his tone didn't sound convincing. Plus, he was still a bit under the spell, albeit remnants still remained in his body. The ever constant tingle throughout his form radiated all over, giving him a bit of a just barely noticeable bulge in his relaxed denim jeans. Nick would have to really keep himself clear headed when he approached her, knowing full well that he was playing with fire on this one. Tama was often not around as much during her heat, and there were some occasions when they were younger that he never hung out with her. This would be the first heat cycle that Nick would be around her a lot. And, after her confession, no doubt Tama would soon set her sights on the determined human male. He could only hope he could resist her powers long enough to convince her to at least talk with him.

Stumbling out of the door to his home and fumbling to lock it, Nick clutched the note in his hand and began heading out of town. Mountains. That's where the kitsune's mostly resided, especially Tama. From remembering what they always spoke about, she needed to be close to a river or stream from the mountains. She mentioned fishing and doing laundry there, so her home would be in a strategic spot there. So, that was his first destination. The winding path was a bit long, but nothing impossible to trek. It helped to take his mind off the pleasurable feelings still coursing through his bloodstream. Shaking his head, he began to feel eyes starting to surround him. Of course. Other kitsune girls would be here. On his guard, Nick clutched the note in his hand and pressed onward. He needed to keep an eye on anything nearby that could point him in the direction of Tama's home.

It wasn't long until he started hearing a stream nearby. Close to road, which was good for him. Straying off the path, the crunching of leaves could be heard as he walked through, easily alerting anyone's presence. He also wasn't aware of where he was going, just following the sound. For all he knew, he was flying blind. What if Nick was completely wrong? That would blow. Then he'd just be lost.

Groaning angrily, Nick slapped his face a bit to wake him up a bit, the allure of relaxing with his defenses lowered for Tama or any girl for that matter starting to tug on his mind. No! He had to be strong. Find Tama and help her. At least... at least make her happy again. There had to be a way. Somehow.

Some way...
 
Just then, Nick would feel a strong presence right behind him, the ominous sensation of some yet unseen person who had been stalking his path for what must have been quite some time. her tails flicked twice, the air growing somewhat thick as her pheromones drifted about, her imposing aura surrounding him and enfolding him from all sides as her arms slid around his waist. He could hear her voice whispering in his ear, "There you are... You darling thing. Its about time you dropped your guard. I was starting to wonder when you would, but now that you are here I won't be letting you get away."

It wasn't Tamamo's voice. No, it was some other kitsune with three tails instead of one and she had a much more mature tone to her voice and the way that she slid her hands across his abs belied someone with a reasonable amount of experience in this area. She was in heat as well, most likely, and searching for a potential husband to sate her needs. Just as her hands started to travel lower, toward the slight bulge in his jeans, there was a low, threatening growl directly to their right.

There stood Tama, an immense, pure red aura blazing around her as her tail stuck straight up in the air in an aggressive pose, her eyes blazing with lust and desire for the man that the other kitsune held in her hands. Tamamo struck her right pointer finger accusingly at her, "How dare you trespass upon my territory, you absent-minded wench! That man's semen belongs to me and no one else."

"Those are mighty strong words for someone so small... and only one tail at that," the other kitsune snickered, slinking away from Nick after planting a kiss on his cheek, "Don't worry, dear... I'll be back shortly after dealing with this-"

"Twelve Moons Strike!" Tama's fist buried itself into the other kitsune's stomach with the force of twelve simultaneous punches, sending her flying backward and crashing into a nearby rock which shattered and broke into thousands of tiny fragments. The kitsune quickly regained her footing and held her hands close together, a sphere of fire forming between them before hurling it toward Tama in a haphazard manner. The smaller kitsune merely jumped to the side, deftly avoiding all damage from the attack as she quickly closed the distance between them once again and delivering another devestating strike, this time to her opponent's jaw, "Crencent Moon Blast!"

There was a momentary burst of blue light as the kitsune was sent hurtling away toward the tree line, sputtering explitives and curses in some strange tongue as she vanished from view. Tama shrugged her shoulders and stretched her arms briefly, having not even broken out a sweat from the brief encounter as she turned her attention toward Nick. She flashed him a seductive smile and stepped toward him, her hips and tail swaying from side to side as she made her approach, "Nick... So you came to see me? I'm flattered... Saving me the trouble of coming to see you myself."

She reached down and loosened her obi, the thick sash which bound her yukata together, tossing it aside in a thoughtless manner as she let the robe part to reveal a thin band of her oh-so-soft skin between her breasts, down her smooth stomach, and all the way down to her hairless crotch. She reached up and slid her yukata off from her shoulders, the unwanted bit of cloth falling in an untidy lump on the ground as she walked toward him, fox-like green eyes locking onto his own, reaching out with her hands to pull him into her embrace, "Nick... Touch me."
 
He didn't even feel this presence until was too late. Air thick with such mind altering sex drugs that called themselves pheromones, Nick's body gave an involuntary shudder. Christ, he wasn't even being touched, and yet it felt way better than masturbating by himself. Arms sliding around him, a voice as smooth as silk, Nick was putty in her hands as his unknown assailant ran her hands across his body. It didn't help that his shirt was so form fitting as well, feeling her fingers through the material easily. It wasn't Tama though. No. But, hell, she did the same exact thing Tama was doing. And he just wanted to surrender. To lay back while she rode him, took his aching co- No! Grunting as her hands began reaching his waist, Nick turned his head when he heard a familiar growl to his right. Just as he suspected, there stood Tama.

This was different than when they were young. He felt like meat in a way right now. Her eyes burned possessively, with lust. Pure lust. Burning lust. Even looking at her like that made him twitch in the older kitsune's arms. The kiss didn't really help either, Nick holding back a groan from the incredible sensation her lips left on his cheeks. Once freed, he tried to create more distance and held himself up on a tree. This older kitsune began speaking, but he didn't hear anything. Just the throbbing of his own heart as he panted heavily. It took all his willpower to even prevent himself from whipping out his dick and jacking himself off then and there. His jeans felt so tight, his throbbing erection demanding release and relief. But, he had to get to Tama! To try and clear her head!

The sounds of battle soon ensued. He threw up his head and watched as Tama fought with such ferocity and power against the other fox girl. She was amazing and so powerful. He knew he didn't want to be on the receiving end, that was for sure. Watching the rock crumble and the woman go flying through the air, Nick had a feeling Tama could end his life in an instant. It made him a bit weary whenever he pissed her off. And, since she was in heat, he was pretty certain he could cross that line if not careful. The battle was soon over though, Tama's expert form and prowess ensuring that she barely had to work to expel this intruder from her piece of the mountain. At least he found the right place...

Her movements. Her voice. Her tail, again! Nick pressed his back against the tree, panting even harder as she approached. Visions of what he wanted he wanted to feel with his best friend and object of his current desires right now flooded his imagination. Each one was more lewd then the last, and he was begging to know what her moans sounded like. Eyes watching her every movement, he gave a breathless moan as she slowly undid her yukata. And the way she did it was so unlike her. She loved her yukatas, each one so beautifully crafted and suiting the woman he knew his entire life. Yet now, the way she just tossed it off and teased her with first a peak of what he could have and then the full package, Nick couldn't help but love every little bit she did. Arms stretched out to him, he was about to do as she pleased, fingers excitedly going out until he willed himself to stop.

'Get a grip!' Easier said then done. Nick grunted in defiance to his own cravings, pulling his hand and way and balancing against the tree. "T-Tama... come on, think straight! We, we need to talk about us. We can work this out. Come on!" He pleaded, eyes opening a bit wider and burning bright with his determination to get through. Yet so easy it was to pull at his temptations. His past current sexual life didn't even help at all. Yuki never provided him sexual relief. He hadn't masturbated in a while. He was aching for sexual attention, Tama's gorgeous and flawless body breaking down his defenses rapidly by the second.

"Please, Tama..." He mumbled, biting his lips as another shudder washed through his hot body, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his head.
 
"Talk? What is there to talk about, Nick?" Tama giggled, taking a full step forward toward him as she backed him up into a tree. Her left hand landed gently on his hip, her thumb curving around the belt loop of his pants as she began to tug at them ever so slightly, her right palm reaching up and pressing against his chest right over his throbbing heart, "I've finally accepted my true self, Nick. After all those years of denying what I was, who I truly am, I finally understand what it is to be free. You know, for the longest time I wished I were human, that I might be able to stand by your side without worrying about what people might think. Now, I know that none of that really matters. If anyone tries to break us apart, I'll destroy them."

She pressed herself against him, letting him feel her soft, smooth, flawless skin as her arms reached around and held him securely as she began to work on pushing his pants down his legs to free him of the tight confines of his own clothing. Her soft, fluffy tail wrapped around his middle, surrounding him in soothing, alluring comfort that would doubtless make it difficult if not impossible to escape from her grasp for all but the most mentally vigorous individual. Sadly, Nick was no such person as his defenses had all but vanished by that point, swept away by her potent pheromones and gentle, seductive touches. She managed to tug down his jeans, the tip of her tail snaking around and dipping the tip inside his underwear before sliding them down his legs as well.

"Don't fight it, Nick... Let me make love to you. It will feel like nothing you have even dreamed of, I'm sure," Tama's arms reached up further, grasping his shoulders as she pulled him down for a kiss...
 
The sweet sound of her voice was like the sweetest honey dripping forth. Her hands going to spots along his body, Nick bit back a throaty moan. His body was on fire, his cravings on a whole new level as the university student failed miserably to even look intimidating and convincing to the kitsune woman before him. She finally accepted her true self? Kitsunes. Tricksters and pranksters. They took what they wanted, didn't they? Any monster girl did. Especially during their heat season. And even here, Tama was taking Nick. Despite her intentions, it didn't feel like love or friendship even. No. It felt worse. Possessiveness. And even worse for her, she'd be in so much danger against the townsfolk, she'd have to flee far and wide to escape their grasp. It pained his heart underneath the burning lust drowning him. He was slowly slipping away, his face twisted in struggling with these internal emotions.

"Oh fuck..." His voice finally let out as she molded against his body. Despite his weak resistance, Tama fit perfectly into his own body. It was as if they were made for each other in a way, yet as they remained best friends for all their lives, it was as if they were blocking each other from finding how perfectly compatible were they. Oh, but he couldn't think. The moment her tail slithered around him and caressed him, Nick leaned his head back and inhaled the rich pheromones secreted by this lovely specimen of the kitsune monster girl race. "Tama, no. You'll be hunted." He was about to continue, but she stopped him when his jeans fell to the ground, and soon his underwear too. Face filling with a shade of red, he was panting out with so much want for Tama. Finally, Nick's hidden member was revealed to the tempting fox.

Above average length, his stiff erection stood at a magnificent seven and a half inches, but even looked like a monster of eight. He looked like he would fill her completely, to the core, to the brim. Nick's mind was fluttering with the idea of being inside her now, it just felt so right. But, he still tried. "T-Tama, sto-" But she silenced him, forced down into a kiss. Their lips met, melting away all the barriers in his mind as he finally became a victim to the lust. Oh he wanted her so bad. The burning, sizzling hot piece of man met pressed against her naked skin, and it nearly made him reach an orgasm then and there. His testicles beneath that tower of flesh looked so full. An average ball sack, but no one knew but Nick about his usual orgasms. He came a lot. A lot. At first, he thought it was some medical condition. To Tama, maybe, it was a blessing.

"Tama..." Nick moaned with desire, his eyes hazy and void of conscious thought as his desires were piloting the ship now.
 
"No, I'm not going to stop. They can hunt me if they like... They won't catch us. No one can enter these mountain passes without being attacked by the monster girls who reside here. They won't even be able to touch us," Tama whispered into his ear as she pulled back from the kiss, "Don't worry, love... Soon you will understand the true meaning of pleasure and nothing else will matter to you."

She might have called it love, but her actions were far from it. There was only lust, desire, and the need to be filled by this man's release, which she fully intended on drawing forth from him in large volumes. Her hands slid down from his shoulders, reaching around his back as she helped ease him onto his back, his firm manhood standing at attention straight up toward the sky as a testament to his state of arousal. She purred softly, her legs straddling his waist on either side as she at down on his lap, her soft thighs resting on him as she eased herself forward. Her damp womanhood, already wet with anticipation of what would soon follow, pressed against the base of his member, her hands resting on his chest as she eased forward and lifted herself up, aiming the tip at her opening and teasing herself briefly as if to savor the moment just prior to penetration.

"Oh... Nick..." Tama's eyes glazed over with pleasure and want, her fluffy tail still rapped around his middle tightened slightly as a bead of spit dribbled down the corner of her lips, "Do you know how long I've wanted this? I never thought I would see this day, but here we are... Lets become one, Nick."

With one fluent motion she sank down on him, the warmth of her tight inner folds wrapping around him as he penetrated her, ripping a loud moan from her lips. Her back arched and her already tight channel became even more restrictive as her entire body shivered with delight. His entire length fit snugly inside of her, their hips resting against each other while the kitsune bathed in the pleasure of being filled. So, this was what it was like to mate with a human. To Tama, there was no greater joy than this. No wonder monster girls in the old days would take men by force and "compel" them to become their husbands. Such pleasure on a regular basis would be highly addictive.

Before long, Tama began to shake her hips, making small simple strokes at first as she drew a mere half an inch of him in and out of her tight snatch, gradually building up momentum by drawing in and out a half inch more at a time every few strokes. Already she could feel the pulses of pleasure surge through her as she drew sexual energy out of their carnal act of coupling. Soft moans and cries of joy escaped her lips, enjoying the intense sensation of his flared head rubbing across her sensitive inner folds.
 
Hearing Tama's declaration made him shudder. She was so compelled to take what she wanted, even if Nick wasn't willing. Yet, try as he might to deny it, his body was very willing and ready, his long member twitching and secreting out a drop of pre-cum from the tip. "Tama... but..." For a moment, his little slip up came through but quickly died down. In a quick instant, Nick's lips curved into a small smile as he became drunk off of lust. "Tama, I want to be inside you. I'm going to go nuts, hurry up." His own lust was demanding entrance, seeking her core, seeking her wet, slick entrance. Soon laid upon the ground, Nick's hands went up to caress her sides as she maneuvered above him.

Oh she was teasing him, rubbing her entrance against his greedy dick. The way she looked above him was so erotic, so beautiful in a purely magnificent way. He drank up the sight and sighed in pleasure, groaning as they would grind their sexes together, feeling the hot nectar coming from her entrance coating his manhood nicely. And then she purred to him, spoke to him in that silky voice that he was starting to love more and more. As her tail found its way, Nick inhaled her scent once more, eyes more and more hazy as his hands dropped to her smooth thighs, massaging them gently and conveying his building desire. "We should've done this years ago. Yes, Tama. I want to be one with you." Voice needy and pleading her in a way, he bit his lip with delighted eyes as she began her descent.

Holy hell, she was tight, her inner muscles squeezing him wonderfully as she sang to him in lust. Nick's body shuddered madly, a tidal wave of pleasure drowning him again and again as he lay beneath her, victim to her motions and not minding one bit. A lust ridden smile consumed his face, seeing her wonderful body arch in pleasure. It was too much to ignore, so his hands quickly shot out and captured her lovely breasts. Skin so warm and so soft, he rolled those hardening nubs dotting the peak of her chest underneath his thumbs. He flicked them with his index finger and soon captured them in between said fingers and thumbs once more, squeezing and pinching lewdly while their bodies met together in sexual harmony.

Nick felt his mind slip deeper and deeper, his hips already attempting to match her rhythm while his voice joined her. Grunting, groaning, giving off these manly sounds at how her tight tunnel squeezed and moved along his length. And this was just a half inch at a time. He loved it. He was loving it. And even more so, he loved watching Tama's lithe body rise up and down, impaling herself on his manhood again and again while he played with her bosom, squeezing both nipple and breast roughly as his desires were flaring higher.

Deep inside her, oh so deep and snug. He didn't want her to stop, and so his hands went to her hips, gripping wantonly as he began to thrust his own hips as hard as he could up into the shorter kitsune girl that brought out these deep, burning desires to mate and rut with her until he could do so no longer. He moaned her name alongside his grunts, their hips slapping so lewdly together as wet, dirty sounds began to echo from their union.
 
"Y-yes, that's good, Nick... Push yourself deep inside of me," Tama cooed softly between thrusts as she began to increase the pace at which she rode his man meat even further, drawing him in and out first by one then two inches with each stroke. Nick's hands on her hips pulled her down onto him insistently, demanding that she satisfy the lust that she herself had created within him. Rather than growing impatient for his release, she seemed to instinctively know that he had no way of pulling free from her. She would savor every passing moment of their first time together, until he could no longer hold back the floodgates of his release and implant his seed deep inside her womb. Kitsune went into heat while they were fertile, after all, since that was the purpose in the first place. The end result was the least of her worries, however, as she craved his embrace more than any secondary effect that their coupling might bring.

With the increased pace came more peaked arousal and more demand for oxygen as they worked their bodies toward bringing yet more pleasure. Tama basked in the heat of their combined bodies twisting together in ecstasy, gasping at the air as she pushed her small yet shapely breasts outward, back arched, demanding his touch. However long they had already been at it, she couldn't honestly say, but she certainly never wanted it to ever end. All those years of denying herself had returned with a vengence, and her body was showing no indication of slowing down any time soon.

Laying down on top of him, her breasts forming a soft cushion between their bodies, she bucked her hips back and forth as he thrust up from below, her sweet nectar coating his length reducing the friction between them and allowing him to slide in and out of her oh-so-tight snatch with surprising ease. Her inner walls seemed to adjust to his girth, fitting him perfectly and clenching around him each time his tip pressed against her cervix, as if trying to hold him in place for when he would eventually release inside of her. Tama's moans echoed throughout the rocks, expressing her joy and pleasure to all those within earshot.
 
She encouraged his absolutely primal behavior, hips pressing harder and harder against her, seeking more and more of her tight tunnel as he speared himself deeper into her depths. Nick was lost to everything but Tama and what she gave him, what she created in him. It felt like a little tick sucking more and more blood. Oh god, it was building up with such desire. Nick wasn't sure even his conscious mind would be able to ignore the burning sensation in his body now, a constant hum inside his chest that was a reminder of their union this night. Oh he hoped he would dream of it when he passed out, or better yet, wake up to find Tama still riding him and secreting more of his thick, fertile seed into her tunnel and womb. The mere thought was driving his hips harder into the kitsune, bouncing her small frame easily now like she were bit a mere piece of paper in the wind.

Time was flying by, and he didn't care. Nick could recall all the times he was horny in the past month. Adding them all up, they were nothing compared to the demand in his groin right now. He was mad with lust, wanting to experience his first ever experience with this lovely creature that he denied as well. "Tama," He called out breathlessly, propping himself on his elbows for a moment so that they were closer together. "Don't stop. Oh, shit... don't stop. I don't want to stop. I just wanna keep going with you. It feels amazing. I've never felt this way. You're the first, and I want you to keep going!" Nick lewdly proclaimed, soon collapsing on to his back once more, Tama following suit and resting her smooth, hot body against him.

Nipples rubbing against his chiseled chest through his shirt, his hands immediately cupped the cheeks of her firm, rear end, squeezing each one possessively himself. He was forcing her down each time now, knowing very well that her groin and pelvis were probably red from his own hips' abuse. He groaned louder and louder, feeling his nails dig into her buttocks while he ravage her tight core with speed and vigor, pummeling the entrance to her womb, almost demanding entrance. He probably could, just another powerful thrust in. And that familiar twitching. No! Not yet! Nick didn't want to cum and stop. No, he wanted to keep going. It was settled, his voice groaning lusfully with Tama's own moans. He was going to keep going with this beautiful kitsune even when they started reaching that perfect peak of pleasure.

"Oh Tama!" He moaned out, clutching her desperately with arms wrapped tightly around her. Just a bit more, a bit more!

OOC: Curious, did you want cervical penetration? Or is that a no-no?
 
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