Chapter 20 – Fox in Heat vs. Tentacle-Obsessed Shaman

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The one fortunate thing in this worst-case scenario was that the tentacles summoned by the crazy shaman were approaching me at a very slow pace.

Perhaps she considered me prey already caught?

The tentacles spread throughout my room, ready to attack me at any moment, but thanks to their slowness, I succeeded in sending a three-character KakaoTalk message to my friend.

<Help me>

The three characters that could best convey the urgency of the situation.

He’d probably come running the moment he saw it.

Somewhat relieved that I’d made contact, I asked the crazy shaman a question to buy time.

“By the way, who are you to try to violate me? At least let me know who I’m getting violated by.”

“Well, who could I be? I’ll tell you one thing, I have an abnormal obsession with tentacles.”

“…I don’t know anyone who likes tentacles? There are a few deranged viewers, but… oh, damn.”

Right, a viewer.

This suspiciously tentacle-loving crazy shaman was a viewer of my drawing broadcasts.

“Motherfucker.”

“My mother passed away a while ago?”

“Fatherfucker.”

“My father is also deceased.”

“Fucking bitch.”

“How can a woman have a dick? Oh! Since I use tentacles, maybe I can be considered to have one?”

She was really one of my viewers.

“I’ll draw you one arousing tentacle pic if you back off now.”

“No, that’s okay. If I kidnap and confine you, I can get arousing tentacle pics from you every day, right?”

“I have an incurable condition where I can’t draw when confined.”

“Don’t worry about that, tentacles can do anything.”

Squelch.

As if responding to her words, several bundles of tentacles dripped slime.

…That dirty slime was going to get on my fluffy, luscious, soft, warm, and fragrant tail.

No thanks.

I’d rather kill myself than be covered in that sticky slime.

“That should be enough of an answer, right? Now be a good captive. Oh! My nickname is VulgarMommyBouncingBoobs! Make sure you remember it!”

“Remember what? It doesn’t match you at all, so I can’t even remember it. You’re clearly flat-chested no matter how I look at you.”

“That’s fine, I chose my nickname looking at your vulgar baby food containers. I’m only interested in other people’s breasts, not my insignificant ones.”

Hearing her somewhat depressing response, I smiled sweetly and mocked her.

“Ah, now I see why the tentacles don’t touch you!”

“W-what is it? Tell me quickly! I want to be violated by these tentacles!!!”

…She wanted to be violated by tentacles?

Was this crazy woman really a shaman?

If someone like her were a real shaman and exorcist, the whole world would have already been destroyed by yokai!

Looking at the deranged woman in front of me who was holding a tentacle with one hand and writhing her body, I asked in a serious voice.

“…Are you really a shaman?”

“I’m a shaman and an exorcist at the same time! I just happen to raise fun, cool, and sexy tentacles as my familiar! Anyway, tell me quickly! How can I be violated by this cute thing? Huh? Huh?”

Seeing the madness in her voice, I pointed at her and dropped a bomb of facts.

“I guess you don’t look like a female to them. Even manga has standards, you know. What tentacle in the world would want to embrace someone who can’t even get pregnant?”

“You… are you saying I don’t qualify as a female when you’re just a male who was shot with a TS beam?”

Her body began to tremble as if she was furious.

Feeling the greatest happiness since meeting her, I drove in the final nail to her, who must be feeling intense defeat.

“Yes! Even to the tentacles, you lack charm as a female! That’s why they don’t see you, their summoner, as someone to violate! Can’t you figure it out with a little thought? If you had charm as a female, the tentacles wouldn’t have left you alone! They would have done everything to fuck you!”

“N-no… that can’t be…! There’s no way I lack qualifications as a female! L-Lovely tentacle? You don’t think that, do you? Hmm? Say you don’t think that!”

The shaman grabbed a basic tentacle that approached her side and shook it around, and perhaps feeling annoyed, the tentacle strongly shook her off.

Thud.

The shaman flew far and hit the wall from the tentacle’s strong resistance.

She cried with a blank expression for a moment, but soon got up, laughing as if she had lost her mind.

“Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh…. Yes, I lacked qualifications as a female. That’s why the tentacles didn’t violate me.”

“This is seriously driving me crazy. Why haven’t I met a single normal exorcist?”

The bald guy was a furry, and the crazy shaman in front of me was a tentacle freak. Surely, other exorcists wouldn’t like insect sex?

…No, that absolutely couldn’t be.

Fuck, rather than having sex with a giant cockroach, I’d burn my entire body and die.

You think so too, right, Fox Deity?

– This lady also acknowledges that.

See, even the Fox Deity agreed. So… if someone who liked insect sex showed up, I would just hang myself right away.

While I was briefly thinking about specific suicide plans, the tentacle-obsessed shaman who had been muttering something continuously looked at me with wild eyes.

“Hehe, gumiho? I’ve thought of a game. I’ll release you.”

The tentacles stopped restraining me.

“This is really driving me crazy. What are you, a vampire with a heart on your forehead?”

“I don’t know what that is, but from today, you’re a ‘female.’ Why? Because I decided so!”

The shaman who had lost her mind ordered the tentacles she summoned to violate me.

“Lovely tentacle? Violate that gumiho until she can’t function as a female anymore. Today, you can even breed with her.”

“You fucking bitch?”

As soon as the shaman finished speaking, a game of tag began in the confined space.

The chaser: tentacles trying to violate me in various ways.

The runner: a fox kemomimi in heat with disgustingly good physical abilities.

In a situation where being caught in any way would result in a R19 doujin scenario, I began avoiding bundles of tentacles with the help of the Fox Deity.

[Right! Left! Coming from above!!!]

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

The once-intact house, or perhaps it was never intact to begin with, was being destroyed by tentacles.

My precious livelihood, the tablet, was already long destroyed, and even the bed where I enjoyed my happy times was torn in half by tentacles.

Like Captain Africa, I threw the frying pan at the attacker and shouted fiercely:

“You fucking bitch!!! Are you planning to destroy someone else’s house completely?!”

“Yes, I’m planning to destroy everything and eliminate your attachment to your home so I can kidnap you to my house♪”

“As if I’d let myself be kidnapped by someone who destroyed my house, you fucking bitch! I… I will definitely crush your skull no matter what, fuck.”

“Think you can do it? Oh dear… now all your frying pans….”

Rip… rip… crunch….

“Are all destroyed.”

The tentacles destroyed the last frying pan.

I could only fight hand-to-hand now.

To make matters worse….

Kyung – kyung –

My lower abdomen started to feel increasingly itchy.

My lower body was already as wet as it could be, and now my legs were gradually losing strength.

I gritted my back teeth fiercely as I looked at the approaching tentacles.

“…This is really fucked up.”

“Since foxes are canines, aren’t you literally a dog rather than just dog-like?”

“Could you please shut that mouth?”

No sooner had I finished speaking than tentacles rushed in rapidly from all directions.

I barely avoided them and quickly approached the shaman.

“Hooh, are you approaching me?”

“If I don’t get closer, I can’t escape these fucking tentacles.”

There were only two ways to defeat this woman shaman right now.

Either hold out until my bald friend, who seemed quite strong as an exorcist, arrived, or land a decisive hit on that damn woman.

I really would prefer the former under normal circumstances, but in this urgent situation, I couldn’t even know if he saw my message.

I had no choice but to go with the latter.

But….

Swish. Swish. Whoooosh!!!

BANG!!!

The problem was the pile of tentacles that were not only disgustingly fast but also dripped aphrodisiac.

If I get caught by those tentacles even once, I’d be pickled in aphrodisiacs and “fall as a female” in the truest sense.

Is that all?

Judging by that sinister look, she definitely won’t violate me just once.

Perhaps I’ll spend my entire life receiving life energy from tentacles.

“…Is there really no way to land a hit on her?”

All the frying pans remaining in the house were torn apart by the enraged tentacles.

I tried to cut the tentacles with kitchen knives and other blades, but they were somehow stronger than steel, so nothing worked.

Should I just run out of the house and escape?

Oh….

Why didn’t I think of that?

Whether I spend my life being violated by tentacles or as a test subject in a laboratory….

Both were equally fucked up.

At least with the latter, I could make things shitty for the shaman in front of me.

I ran quickly toward the shaman, then hit the brakes and immediately started running toward the window.

“Hey, hey! What, what are you doing?!”

“Are your eyes just for decoration? Obviously, I’m escaping!”

“Because of the special clause between yokai and exorcists, if either of us reveal ourselves to ordinary people…!”

“Is that my problem? If you’re upset, get rid of the tentacles first.”

I ran like crazy toward the window without slowing down at all, and the shaman gritted her teeth and ordered the tentacles.

“Q-Quickly, block the window!!!”

“It’s useless!”

I punched with all my might toward the window that was rapidly being blocked by tentacles.

CRASH!!!

The window burst open from my overwhelming physical ability, but the tentacles grabbed my body.

“Wh… what…?”

The fluid scattered by the burst tentacles soaked my whole body, making my already sensitive body so sensitive that even a breeze would make my mind go blank.

At the same time, they slowly approached me, who was completely incapacitated.

I looked at the approaching tentacles with a dejected laugh.

“…I’m really fucked now.”