Ch. 41 Come to Think of It, I Don’t Have Any Clothes to Wear.

    Chapter 41 – Come to Think of It, I Don’t Have Any Clothes to Wear.

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    – Well, if you ask if it’s possible, I can answer that it is. However, it’s just a temporary expedient.

    The fox deity, who had been smiling softly, erased her smile and continued speaking.

    – I should tell you in advance that an expedient is just that; an expedient. All the discomfort that manifests from using it will have to be borne entirely by you.

    “By discomfort, you mean penalties, right? Is it related to sexual desire? Or life?”

    – No, nothing that critical. But even I don’t know how the side effects will manifest.

    The fox deity looked at me with unusually serious eyes.

    – In my memory, it usually manifests in relation to gender. It’s been several hundred years since I experienced it so it’s a bit hazy, but I do recall having quite a hard time back then.

    “Like going into heat at random times or something like that?”

    I made a joke to lighten the heavy atmosphere, but the fox deity simply nodded.

    – I thought you would know the answer. That’s right, the moment I used the ‘expedient,’ I became a fox completely obsessed with mating.

    “Isn’t that just your normal self? You watch porn for nearly 18 hours out of 24 every day, so there’s absolutely no difference between then and now, is there?”

    – Shut up, that’s just part of my studies.

    “What kind of crazy woman studies by watching porn?”

    I might understand if she watched normal 1:1 vanilla love, but who would think she’s studying when she watched BDSM mixed with hardcore and topped with gangbangs?

    She was just a vulgar, crazy woman watching porn.

    As I looked at the fox deity with contempt, she frowned deeply.

    – This IS studying. I need to know the differences between past and present yin-yang unions!

    “You’re just a soul anyway. What’s the point of studying when you can’t even enjoy it?”

    – I’ll have to teach you various things about yin-yang union when you fully accept your female identity! Your body is vulgar but your actions are virginal… I cannot bear to see such a sight!

    “But that gap moe makes it more arousing! A fox kemomimi who usually makes a lot of lewd jokes, but turns out to be a virgin with little sexual knowledge? And on top of that, her lower mouth is incompetent? I absolutely can’t resist this!”

    – Even incompetence has its limits. Aren’t you beyond incompetent? If you were penetrated once by that bald human’s massive club, you’d lose your mind and bounce between earth and heaven!

    I wanted to refute the fox deity’s disparaging remarks, but I simply couldn’t open my mouth.

    When the fox deity had actually manifested, I couldn’t resist at all against her incredible hand technique and climaxed over and over.

    It was shameful as a man.

    Even though I’d changed into a woman’s body with sensitive senses, to be passive and just take it in a situation with another woman was still humiliating.

    “I… I will someday fuck you like a dog, for real. I’ll prove to you that I’m not incompetent….”

    – Why not now? If you want to be pathetically dominated like last time, just say so. I’ll accommodate you anytime.

    The fox deity responded with even more confidence.

    Feeling like I’d be humiliated again if I pushed any further, I quietly tucked my tail in.

    “Anyway, you’re saying that using this ‘expedient’ thing will allow me to hide my ears and tail, right?”

    – Yes, if you can endure a certain degree of discomfort, you should be able to walk around in human form.

    “Then let’s try it right now. I need to know what the penalty is so I can prepare in advance.”

    I asked the fox deity to test the ‘expedient,’ and in response, she began doing something by manipulating the energy within my body.

    And finally, when the movement of energy completely stopped, I could confirm that all the heavy tails on my butt had disappeared.

    I touched my head.

    The fluffy ears with their pleasant texture were gone, and on the sides of my head appeared the characteristically round ears of humans.

    I touch around my butt.

    All the tails have disappeared, leaving only empty holes in my panties.

    Success…!

    I was feeling various parts of my body, feeling fortunate that there didn’t seem to be any penalties, when the fox deity asked me with a curious expression.

    – Do you feel any discomfort? Like feeling stuffy, or your sexual desire raging madly?

    “No, nothing like that. Besides feeling empty without my tail and ears, I’m surprisingly normal. Are you sure there’s a penalty?”

    – That’s strange. I think we should observe for today.

    I nodded in agreement and cautiously asked her:

    “We should. But is there a time limit? This seems too perfect for an ‘expedient’?”

    – With the mystic power you currently possess, 5 hours is the limit, but using all 5 hours would damage your body, so about 3 hours would be appropriate.

    It takes 1 hour and 20 minutes to get from my apartment to my parents’ house, so I’d have plenty of time left even after having happy time a few times.

    I expressed satisfaction with the ‘expedient’ the fox deity had cast and laughed happily.

    With this, I could resolve the issue without problems.

    I could protect my home and maintain my freedom.

    Suddenly, one fact occurred to me, and my face turned pale again.

    “…Fox deity.”

    – Why are you looking so grim again? Are you suddenly feeling some discomfort?

    “No, it’s not that….”

    I pointed to the darkened laundry hanging on the veranda and said in a gloomy voice.

    “I don’t have any clothes to wear to my family home.”

    I am a hikikomori and a loner.

    I’m the kind of person who likes to stay holed up at home, giggling while looking at lewd doujins where fox kemomimi get violated, and hates going outside and meeting people.

    From the start, my human relationships consisted only of my family and that one bald friend, so there was no one to meet anyway.

    No one calls me, and there’s no reason to go out except to empty the trash that piles up in the house, so I never felt the need for ‘clothes.’

    I only wear a tracksuit when I go outside once a month, and for the remaining 29 or 30 days, I can just wear underwear at home.

    Since there was no need for it, I hadn’t bought a single set of clothes since becoming a gumiho.

    At most, there were the dolphin shorts my friend gave me saying I should at least wear bottoms while streaming.

    Other than that, nothing at all.

    What should I do?

    If I go home wearing a tracksuit and dolphin shorts, my dad would probably bash my head in right away.

    But if I order now, the clothes would arrive too late, probably after I’d already left tomorrow.

    Wasn’t there some good solution?

    After thinking briefly, I immediately picked up my phone and contacted my friend.

    It was daytime.

    If he wasn’t busy, he’d definitely answer.

    I listened to the dial tone waiting for him to pick up, and soon his voice, filled with annoyance, flowed from the phone.

    [What is it? Why are you calling at this hour?]

    “The situation’s fucked, so I’m calling. Something came up that you need to help with.”

    [Did some weird people come looking for you again? But it seems too quiet for that…. So what’s going on?]

    In response to my friend asking me to get to the point, I slowly explained the situation.

    “You know I haven’t gone home in almost a year, right?”

    [I know that very well. I also know your father is waiting to beat the crap out of you.]

    “Father said to come home briefly so he could see my face. But the only clothes I have left are a tracksuit and dolphin shorts?”

    [You’re really fucked, kekeke….]

    After hearing the situation, my friend laughed uproariously as if it wasn’t his problem, and I laughed back and said to him.

    “I’ll give you money, so buy me some clothes. If you don’t, I’ll tell dad everything that’s happened so far.”

    [What happened? Nothing happened, right? What did I do?]

    “Right now, my phone contains recordings of you saying you want to fuck me like a dog every day. How do you think my father would react if I played this for him?”

    He’d definitely try to tear him to pieces.

    Rather than a friend, he’d become f/r/i/e/n/d after my dad picks up a knife.

    As I waited for his reply in the awkwardly descended silence, he soon lowered his tail and said he would buy clothes.

    [What should I buy? Tell me if you need anything, let’s buy everything while we’re at it.]

    “I don’t need much since I’m only going to wear it for one day tomorrow. Oh, and buy me some underwear too. Get me size tight I-cup.”

    […You want me to enter a women’s underwear store alone? You fucking bastard?]

    “If you don’t like it, you can get torn to pieces by my dad. If you didn’t want this, you should have watched your mouth, idiot.”

    As I snickered and mocked him, my friend promised revenge in a cold voice.

    [Just wait, someday I’ll get a naked dogeza from you.]

    “What would you do with a naked dogeza from me? But somehow, I don’t think you’ll ever get it, even if you wait your whole life?”

    I told him to wake up from his dream, but he answered in a serious voice.

    [That remains to be seen. Who knows? Within a year, you might be under me, crying and moaning.]

    “I wish gay bastards like you would just die.”

    I cursed my ball-friend with contempt and disgust, but he returned it with vulgar words.

    [Regardless of what happens to your mind, you have a woman’s body, so what does it matter as long as it feels good?]

     

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