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May. 7th, 2018 09:20 pmIt was well-known that one way to placate an oni was to buy it off. After long discussion, the village council had decided on a duly tempting sacrifice: a young woman, beautiful and unmarried. Her flesh would be sweet enough, her looks fine enough, to calm even the most tempestuous monster.
Mei was the unlucky winner, when they drew lots. At first, she'd been numb, and then she'd tried to flee, but they were ready for her, people she'd known all her life closing around her to hold her fast.
Now she was here, in the glade where the last oni had been sighted, dressed in a simple white dress that clung close enough to show her curves. They had bound her, to stop her from running again, tied her hands behind her and run a rope like a leash to a nearby tree, so that it would bring her up short if she tried to get more than a couple of feet. Her feet were bare, her head bowed, her long red hair hanging over her face. She was no longer crying - she'd done all her crying and begging when they tied her there.
Now, she was just waiting.
Mei was the unlucky winner, when they drew lots. At first, she'd been numb, and then she'd tried to flee, but they were ready for her, people she'd known all her life closing around her to hold her fast.
Now she was here, in the glade where the last oni had been sighted, dressed in a simple white dress that clung close enough to show her curves. They had bound her, to stop her from running again, tied her hands behind her and run a rope like a leash to a nearby tree, so that it would bring her up short if she tried to get more than a couple of feet. Her feet were bare, her head bowed, her long red hair hanging over her face. She was no longer crying - she'd done all her crying and begging when they tied her there.
Now, she was just waiting.
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Date: 2018-05-10 08:37 pm (UTC)Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips, and she took a deep, trembling breath. "You kill them. And you eat them. Isn't that right?" And part of her, a desperate and despairing part, thinks So just get it over with!
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Date: 2018-05-11 09:48 am (UTC)"Only if we were starving. No... we aren't going to eat you." Her hand left Mei's head altogether and traveled down, to her own loincloth. There was nothing on her beneath it, and pulling it aside, she revealed her cock, still flaccid but already larger than any human's. "You're going to fulfill another need we have entirely."
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Date: 2018-05-11 05:25 pm (UTC)And then, slowly, comprehension dawned. She let out a little whimper, scrambling back a little further. It should be a relief, not to be doomed - but if she hadn't exactly made peace with dying, she had at least been somewhat prepared for it. This...
"I don't..." She's going to say understand, but of course that's a lie now. She understands just fine. She's not their dinner, she's their entertainment. "...Are you all... like that?"
By which she means, of course, do they all have cocks that size? She wouldn't have guessed, until just now, that Anza had one at all.
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Date: 2018-05-14 04:37 am (UTC)She rose again to her full height, this time leaving her loincloth tucked into itself to leave her cock exposed. Already, it was starting to grow, gradually pointing upward as her excitement over that look of dread got her sadistic desires pumping ever upward.
"We're going to fill you, again and again. One, two, or all three of us at once. You'll be sleeping, eating whatever we give you, and spending the rest of your time with at least one of us enjoying ourselves with your body." It had been too long, Anza's excitement was mounting, and her cock was raising to immense proportions. "If you're worried about being torn apart... don't be. Not a lot of you humans know this, but oni magic means we can fit anywhere we please. It'll just be... a little tight."
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Date: 2018-05-18 10:06 pm (UTC)Mei seemed to have forgotten, for a moment, how to breathe. Death was one thing, but this... this felt worse. This wasn't even an ending. The oni was talking about sleeping, eating... about a long time, by the sounds of it. Maybe forever. Maybe only until they got bored. Or hungry. Or until, whatever the oni might say, the sheer bulk of that inhuman erection ripped her open.
She shook her head, blind terror rising in her chest, and scrambled back until her shoulders struck the bole of the tree she was tied to. "Please..."