InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Eye of the Beholder: An InuYasha Lemon ❯ Eye of the Beholder ( Chapter 1 )

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Eye of the Beholder: An InuYasha Lemon
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"Oh, not again!"
Kagome moaned exasperatedly while digging through her bag, having discovered that yet another pair of her 'unmentionables' had mysteriously disappeared. Obviously frustrated, she began tearing through her bag, searching futilely for the missing garment.
"AAAHH!" she at last screamed with aggravation, hurling her backpack across Kaede's hut.
"What seems to be the problem, Kagome?" Miroku asked jauntily as he entered the hut, followed closely by InuYasha and Sango, the later bearing the unmistakable and bright-eyed form of Kirara the nekomatta on her shoulder.
"Oh, as if you didn't know, Miroku!" Kagome said gruffly, standing while pointing a finger at the monk accusingly. "My panties have been going missing for the passed few days now and I think it's pretty obvious who's behind it!"
"What??" Miroku gasped with shock. "You can't possibly mean to imply that I'm behind these bizarre thefts!"
"Oh please, Monk! We all know it's you so why don't ya stop beatin' around the bush and come clean already??" declared InuYasha in his usual tactless fashion, glaring hard at his compatriot.
Pleadingly, Miroku looked to his ladylove. "Sango, you have to believe I had nothing to do with this!" was his plea, his eyes full of longing.
Conversely, the demon slayer just stared right through him, sending Miroku into a panic of desperation. "Sango, I swear I had nothing to do with this! You have to believe me!" the monk declared, disturbed that not even Sango would believe in his innocence.
Then finally an idea crossed Miroku's mind, one that made his expression lighten. "I know! Why don't we have InuYasha sniff out the real culprit? That will prove that I am innocent."
Kagome and Sango looked at each other briefly before the future girl turned to the dog-hanyou. "Sounds like a plan to me. What do you say, InuYasha?"
InuYasha crossed his arms in his self-important manner. "Well, I'd need to smell something the thief handled recently."
"Something the thief handled recently?" Kagome repeated questioningly. "You mean like my…" she trailed off, realization dawning on her, her right eye twitching angrily. "InuYasha…! SIT, BOY!"
A thunderous crash rattled the weathered wood of Kaede's hut as the word of restraint sent the crimson clad hanyou slamming into the ground painfully.
"Ow…" InuYasha groaned painfully as he staggered to his feet. A moment later he'd shaken off the damage and was glaring angrily at the fuku-clad girl. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR??" he shouted more then asked.
"You know perfectly well what it was for!" Kagome returned, glaring back just as angrily. "There's no way I'm gonna let you sniff my panties! That's just sick!"
"What?? Why the hell would I wanna do that??"
"Because you're just as pervy as that monk!"
"How could you possible compare me to that letch?? Why I oughtta…!"
It was about this point that Sango sighed exasperatedly. "Ugh! They're at it again," she observed condescendingly, turning to the nekomatta sitting on her shoulder. "Looks like it's up to you. You go find out who's really behind this while Miroku and I make sure those two don't kill each other."
Kirara nodded her understanding and hopped off her mistress's shoulder, scampering over to Kagome's bag as the monk and the demon slayer rushed over to break up the feuding pair. However, a few sniffs of the bag only served to confuse her, for while she recognized the scent it was not that of Miroku, and she couldn't for the life of her understand why the person whom the scent did belong to would want to pilfer Kagome's knickers. Deciding that this conundrum warranted further investigation, she decided to follow the scent, slipping out of the hut unnoticed as her four compatriots continued their shouting match.

The little nekomatta followed the scent out into the fields and beyond, and she was some distance outside of the village of Edo before the scent began to pick of strength, signaling that she was getting closer to the true culprit. It was atop an idyllic grassy hill that Kirara found her man… so to speak.
Coming up from behind, Kirara spied what she thought was Shippou wearing his hair down rather than up as he usually did. The kitsune's auburn locks spilled straight and shimmering down his back--a head of hair to be envied, for sure--falling all the way down to passed his little rump and pooling behind him as he sat facing away from her, his tail poking out from between his locks and wagging slightly. As the cat-demon drew closer she noticed something off about his scent, like there was something both tangy and sweet in the air intermingling with it. She watched him play with a lock of his beautiful hair, completely oblivious to the eavesdropper watching him even as she drew ever closer. Finally, when she was directly behind him, she mewl lightly, announcing her presence to him. Taken by surprise, the fox-kit fell over onto his side before rolling onto his back, staring at his cat friend with wide, shocked eyes. Kirara quickly mirrored this expression when she noticed several things at once. The first was that her fox friend was wearing the very panties that he'd stolen from Kagome. Second was that he wasn't wearing anything BUT the aforementioned undergarments. Third, and most startling of all, he was currently a she!
Yes, Shippou, at the moment, was a girl. This fact was attested to by the positively tiny yet still noticeable bumps on 'her' chest, and Kirara also realized that this explained the inconsistency with the fox's scent. The pair stared at each other awkwardly, neither entirely sure what to say, even as Shippou slowly rose to a sitting position before the cat demon. At last Kirara broke the silence by mewling quizzically, as if to ask Shippou what this was all about.
To this, Shippou sighed in defeated, then--surprisingly enough--raised her head and smiled at her friend. "What? Don't you think I look pretty like this?" she asked almost haughtily, resting her hands on her hips. "I do. Especially with Kagome's panties on."
Kirara blinked curiously, making just the cutest little 'what-the-hell??' face, and seeing that Shippou, couldn't help but to let her in on the whole story. "Kirara," she began, letting out another long sigh. "I… I kindda wish I were a girl. It's just that Kagome and Sango are so beautiful, and even Rin and Souten… they're all so pretty, and I look so… well, 'funny.'"
Kirara mewed sympathetically, thinking to herself that she didn't think the kitsune looked 'funny' at all. In fact, she thought he was rather handsome for a young lad, though she had to admit that he did looked rather ravishing as a young lady.
"I wanted to be pretty like them," Shippou went on, apparently having not noticed Kirara's sympathetic mew, "so I started using my fox magic to turn myself into a girl. But even as a girl me I was still funny looking, and I didn't know why. I could turn into Kagome or Sango almost perfectly (except for my tail), but I couldn't make myself a pretty girl like I wanted."
As she listed, Kirara tilted her head to the side and looked at Shippou carefully, not quite understanding what 'she' meant. Having now fully gotten over the initial shock of seeing her male friend as a female she could fully appreciate the fox's comely young form.
However, as Shippou went on the cat demon began to understand what she meant. "When I started to think about how I could do Kagome and Sango really good, but not make myself a cute girl, I thought about why I could do them so well, and I remembered that it helps if I try thinking like them when I want to change into them, and then it hit me that if I wanted to become a beautiful girl I needed to think like a girl.
"The problem was, I didn't know how to think like a girl me, so then I thought that maybe by wearing girl things…" she paused, snapping the waistband on Kagome's panties to emphasize the point. "…It would help me to think like a girl. And it worked! As soon as I put on the panties the first time I felt more like a girl, and after practicing with them a few times I managed to come up with this pretty girl form."
Kirara didn't completely understand but she nodded anyway. Then she took a few steps toward the fox and nuzzled her nose against her crotch curiously. "Hehhehheh! Stop it! That tickles!" Shippou protested, laughing while pushing the nekomatta away. "Oh! You wanna see if I really am a girl, huh? Okay!"
With the same ease she'd demonstrated in front of InuYasha at the hot springs the day they all met Miroku, Shippou shamelessly stripped naked, a quick procedure considering that all she was wearing were the ill-gotten knickers. Standing up proudly with her legs apart, the kitsune-kit grinned contently at her cat friend. "See? I'm all girl now!"
Kirara nodded and leaned in a little, taking a few sniffs of her now female friend. She hadn't noticed it before, but the sweet and tangy accented scent of Shippou's girl form was very pleasant. She sniffed more, drawing ever closer to the fox-kit until her face was mere millimeters from Shippou's slit, seemingly unable to get enough of her aroma. Lost in the pleasant fragrance, Kirara let her tongue slide out to lick her chops, but wound-up taking a lap at girl-Shippou's young pussy.
"Ah!" Shippou gasped with surprise, staring wide-eyed at her friend. "K… Kirara…"
The neko rolled her tongue around in her mouth, finding to her surprise that the taste was just as pleasant as the scent. She shot her fox friend a brief smile before leaning her face back in and dragging her tongue the length of the fox-girl's slit. Shippou moaned, unused to these feelings she was experiencing, but at the same time enjoying them greatly. "Oh Kirara…" she moaned, falling back onto her small heart-shaped bottom.
Kirara looked on disappointed, thinking Shippou was pulling away from her, until she saw the fox fold her knees up in front of her and spread them wide. "You want to taste me more, don't you?" she said invitingly. "Go ahead. I liked it."
The invitation made, Kirara stepped forward and bent her face toward her formally male friend's now female sex, wasting no time in slipping her tongue out and dragging it along the young fox's slit. Shippou quivered slightly at the intimate contact, looking down longingly at the nekomatta as she went to work on her loins. The young fox's heartbeat grew steadily faster with every flick of the cat's rough tongue, the sensations shooting up her body like electricity, building to what promised to be a grand climax.
And indeed it was. Inexperienced as Shippou was, it didn't take her long to cum, and when it hit it hit her hard. Her tail stood up straight, every hair on it standing on end as she threw her head back and cried "KIRARA!" so loud the huts on the very edge of Edo probably heard her. She shook as the orgasm wracked her body, her pussy pulsing as her juices leaked out of her. Kirara was all too happy to lap up her friend's sweet nectar, and in the process almost brought the fox to a second orgasm.
For Shippou, it was all so new and overwhelming, though not the least bit unpleasant. She was worn out and it took her a few moments to recover, but when she did she wanted more. She was about to ask Kirara if she'd kindly do it again when she noticed the nekomatta look her dead in the eye and purr hungrily, a look in her eye that told Shippou exactly what she wanted.
"You want me…" she paused, pointing a finger at her self, "to—"
Kirara cut her off with a nod, and Shippou returned the nod eagerly, reasoning that it was only fair. "Sure. It'd be my pleasure."
Kirara lay down and rolled over onto her back, folding her forelegs up against her chest while spreading her hind legs as far apart as they would go, sweeping her tails to the side so that they wouldn't be in the way. Her sex was already pink, swollen and dripping, as she'd become quite excited from servicing the fox a moment ago. Shippou watched in awe as the cat actually winked her labia enticingly at her, and she swallowed a lump in her throat before leaning onto her hands and knees and crawling over to her.
Curious about her friend's body, Shippou poked lightly at Kirara's cunt with a single finger, eliciting a pleased mewl from the cat. Spurred on by Kirara's response, Shippou leaned her head down and pressed her lips to the 'nether lips' of the cat demon, giving Kirara's loins a sweet and gentle kiss. Another pleased mewl told her that Kirara had enjoyed that, so Shippou stepped things up. Pressing her lips against Kirara's labia, she slid her tongue out and dragged it along the length of the cat's slit, getting the most intense response from the nekomatta so far.
Closing her eyes tight, Kirara mewed loudly, her body going stiff for a moment before relaxing. Shippou paused just long enough to shoot the cat a big grin before gripping Kirara by what could be considered her ankles (being a quadruped, the structure of her legs was somewhat different from that of a human woman/humanoid demon female), and lowering her head to the cat demon's sex again, taking another long lap of her outer labia. In truth she was rather enjoying the taste, and easily saw why Kirara was so eager to do the same to her.
Each lick Shippou took at her pussy made Kirara mewl and shiver with delight, her paws clenching and relaxing reflexively. She looked at her formally male friend with longing clear in her eyes, and Shippou eagerly answered the look with another lick of her loins.
Shippou was really starting to get into it now, and the respite between laps was getting steadily shorter as the kitsune licked the nekomatta's twat. Before long a steady stream of delicious arousal was leaking from Kirara's vulva while the cat threw her head back, closed her eyes tightly, and mewed loudly her enjoyment. Shippou had to step up the pace to lick up her juices before they hit the ground, not that she minded the extra effort much. Her cat friend's cunt juice had a very pleasant flavor, and though she'd be hard pressed to describe it she knew quite well that she liked it.
Things only got better for Kirara when Shippou discovered her clitoris. The fox seemed to delight in sucking and licking on it like a piece of candy, and each time she did sent jolts of pleasure up and down the nekomatta's tiny body, making the fur on the back of her neck stand on end. A tightness in the pit of her stomach told her that an orgasm was building up, and she wiggled her hips a little, grinding herself against Shippou's mouth as she worked her over, eager to trigger the climax she could feel approaching.
However, Shippou continued working on her as she had been for several more minutes, and Kirara could feel her climax no closer than it had been several minutes before. Shippou too realized that Kirara was taking longer to cum than she had, and then she had an idea. Since she was working Kirara's clit, her labia were being neglected, so bringing a hand up, Shippou began to massage the pedals of the cat's sex, gently at first but quickly growing more forceful, all the while she continued to lick and suck Kirara's clit.
With a loud mew of surprise Kirara could feel her orgasm fast approaching. It finally hit when at the same time Shippou grew still bolder and inserted a finger into the opening of the cat's cunt. The penetration wasn't necessary for her to cum, but enhanced the climax all the same, and in seconds Kirara's form was reduced to a tiny quivering mass of fur as she was rocked by an orgasm so powerful she swore she could feel it in every one of the hairs on her body. She mewled joyously with the incredible sensations her now female friend had given her, a chorus so loud it seemed she intended everyone back in Edo to know she'd cum. Fluids gushed from the tiny kitty's tiny kitty, one's the now female Shippou was glad to slurp up. Reapplying her lips to the opening of Kirara's pussy, she drank of her juices as though they were the most refreshing of waters, drinking them down as quickly as they came.
When she'd finally had her fill she sat back on her haunches and wiped her mouth on her arm. "That was fun!" she declared, falsely believing that they were done.
She took one glace at the lustful look in Kirara's eyes and she realized her folly. They weren't anywhere near done.
Kirara pounced on the kitsune like a jungle cat, pinning her to the grass by her shoulders. She saw Shippou gasp with surprise and--recognizing her opportunity--pressed her lips against the fox-girl's, snaking her rough tongue into the former boy's mouth. Eyes wide as saucers, Shippou quickly realized what this warm, sandpapery thing in her mouth was, and soon after realized that it was stirring some rather pleasant sensations as it writhed around in there. Without thinking Shippou's own tongue found its way into the cat demon's maw, Kirara's warm breath seeming steaming hot as the fox traded passionate tongue kisses with her, their saliva-covered taste-organs twining around each other as they wrestled to explore deeper into the other's mouth.
Whilst making out with her fox friend, Kirara pressed her body tightly against the former boy, her tiny fur-covered form tickling sensitive areas from the nape of Shippou's neck, to her now quite sensitive nipples, to her navel, and all the way to the tip of her slit. Shippou shivered as she felt Kirara's fur brushing this most sensitive of areas, moaning pleasantly into Kirara's mouth as they continued to kiss.
At last the nekomatta broke away from the kitsune's lips, but unwilling to let up on her sexual assault to Shippou's senses, she quickly reapplied her mouth to the fox's chest, slurping and licking the tiny pink buds, alternating between nipples as the now female Shippou moaned and jerk with each flick of the cat's talented tounge. Kirara seemed to take great pleasure in sucking on the young vixen's tits, playing her tongue in tiny circles directly around the nipple, nipping lightly on the areola, and making sure that each breast was given equal attention. All the while the clever feline had curled her tails up between her legs, and was now using them to tease Shippou's pussy like a French Tickler.
By now the young fox was very wet, Kirara could feel her moisture soaking her tail tips with every swipe at the now-girl's sex she took. Shippou was also probably on the verge of another orgasm. Kirara could sense this, and so quickly pulled away, leaving the auburn haired kit longing as she quickly got off of the fox and pushed her legs apart with her head. Turning around, she quickly got back on top of Shippou, her head now pointed toward the fox's paw-like feet, and laid herself back down, tail held up high and inviting. In her lust Shippou didn't need anything explained to her, and she quickly buried her face in the nekomatt's tiny twat while Kirara did the same to her, lapping up the copious juices that'd accumulated from her tail teasing on the fox before tonguing the now-girl proper.
Kirara quickly noted that Shippou had a distinct advantage here, as her hands were far more dexterous than the nekomatta's paws, and as such the auburn haired vixen could spread apart the nether lips of the cat demon, allowing the kit's young tongue to explore deeper into her furry friend's depths. On the other hand, Kirara was hardly a slouch, and despite her handicap could give as good as she got, darting her nimble tongue between the young fox's sex to explore her inner recesses, lapping up the copious amounts of fluids that flowed forth from Shippou's now female loins, the flow seeming to increase the more Kirara worked her tongue into and over the now-girl's delicious pussy.
Shippou could feel another orgasm coming on. She fought it back, wanting to prolong her enjoyment as much as possible, but she knew it would hit soon in spite of her efforts. All she could do was ensure that Kirara came, and that is what she did. Like before, she began to work her mouth over Kirara's clitoris while massaging her labia, though this time there was no slow build up. She knew what Kirara could handle now, and so went all out, rubbing and massaging the nekomatt's sex with hard, smooth strokes, sending waves of pleasure up the cat's spine and out through her whole body, causing Kirara to redouble her own efforts on the now female Shippou's sex. The result was a pair of simultaneous orgasm of heretofore unfelt power, driving the pair to cry out in chorus as the overwhelming pleasure swept over their bodies. Unwilling to stop stimulating the other, both swallowed their joyous shouts and buried their faces back in the other's sex, licking, slurping and fingering the other as best they could while in the throws of heated passion.
The pleasure stretched on for what seemed like forever, but was done all too soon. Panting in the afterglow of post-orgasmic bliss, Kirara found the strength to roll off of her partner, who was in about as sorry a state as the nekomatta. Crawling over beside her, Kirara licked Shippou's face appreciatively as the kitsune panted, body drenched with sweat from her exertion.
Where she found the stamina, Kirara couldn't say, but then Shippou sat up, a half lidded and glazed over look in her eyes as she smiled weakly at the nekomatta, and Kirara had to admit she made quite a lovely sight, nude with auburn locks untied and dancing lazily in the wind, body soaked with perspiration and face varnished with the cat demon's cum.
Alas, the beautiful sight vanished too quickly, as in a puff of smoke Shippou returned to his male form, flaccid young penis lying limp between his legs and hair once again tied back and somewhat scruffy looking. Though still handsome in Kirara's eyes, it was a kind of beauty that was different from his female form, a beauty that would be missed.
Padding out in front of the once again male fox, Kirara tilted her head to the side and mewled questioningly. Shippou instantly knew what she meant and taking a breath gathered his thoughts.
"I'm too tired, Kirara," he explained. "That's why I changed back."
Kirara nodded her understanding but at the same time was a bit disappointed. While initially tired after just having cummed again she was just now starting to get her second wind, but it seemed as though Girl-Shippou was done for the day. Then it hit her; while Girl-Shippou might've been wiped, Boy-Shippou probably had a little strength left in him, and Kirara decided that she was going to find out just how much.
She started simply enough, padding over to the kitsune kit and pressing her lips to his, a sweet kiss that soon became heavy on the tongue as the cat pushed her sandpapery taste-organ into the fox-boy's mouth. Shippou obviously enjoyed the gesture, however still a bit fatigued from their earlier escapades he didn't reciprocate right away, instead simply allowing the nekomatta to explore his mouth with her tongue. Now this close to him she noted while making out with him that his scent was once again what she knew it to be, the sweet and tangy accents now gone, and his odder--while still pleasant to her nose--now felt like it was missing something.
Breaking the kiss, Kirara stared into his eyes for a few brief moments, hardly noticing the string of saliva connecting their lips as she gazed into his lovely eyes, eyes that were lovely regardless of what gender the fox was in. Then, in a sudden movement she lowered her head and took a long dragging lick over Shippou's young cock, making the kit shudder as blood rushed into his member.
Kirara took another lick of Shippou's penis, and then another, all the while the young organ began slowly hardening, until at last it was at it's full erectness. Jutting out proudly from his crotch, Shippou watched as his young dick soon disappeared into the cat's hot maw, a sudden in take of breath being the only thing even resembling a protest to come from the fox kit as Kirara took him into her mouth.
Kirara rolled the kit's organ around in her mouth gently, applying her tongue to the underside and massaging it over the sensitive and inexperienced boyhood until she was sure he was as hard as he possibly could be. Once she was sure of this she removed her mouth and--taking a few steps away--about-faced and raised her tails, arching them over her back, a clear sign of presenting. As green as Shippou was in the ways of sex, even he could figure out what this sign meant, and quickly stood up and took his place behind the nekomatta.
A minute or two of groping and examination and the clever kitsune put two and two together and figured out what to do next. "You… you want me to put it inside you?" he asked tentatively.
Turning her head over her shoulder, Kirara gave the fox a smile and a nod, and that was all the go-ahead Shippou needed. Wrapping his tiny fist around his small member, he lined it up with Kirara's entrance, using his free hand to brush aside any stray fur and spread her lips apart. The cat's labia were red and engorged with her arousal, anticipating the act to come, and they wouldn't have long to wait as Shippou placed his cockhead right up against her vaginal opening, replacing his hands onto the cat's furry hips after having lined himself up. That done, and using Kirara's body for leverage, he pushed into her, not too fast but not too slowly either. He was excited, but restrained himself to avoid hurting his friend and now mate. In no time at all, however, he was hilted inside of her, a contented purr rippling through Kirara's body as sign that she approved.
Shippou gasped with wonder, Kirara's crevice being wonderfully warm and tight around his boyhood, and that alone might've been enough for him to cum just by entering her, had he not already had two orgasms as a girl. Still, he was in quite a heightened state of arousal, his young peter dribbling precum into the cat's cunt even as the kit drew himself back slowly. The nekomatta before him gave a long, shuddering mewl of pleasure, her tails twitching gently as the young cocksman drew his tool from her heated hole, and Shippou's own tail wagged excitedly as he prepared to push back into her.
Pushing into her the second time seemed almost more intense than the first, and as the pleasure washed over him Shippou shuddered and almost lost his balance. Replacing his hands on the small of Kirara's back, he leaned on her heavily as he pulled out and pushed into her again. Kirara didn't mind at all, lost in her own pleasure as her friend and young lover made love to her, the muscles in her pussy squeezing him every time he made to pull out, as though they were unwilling to let him go.
Before long Shippou fell into the rhythm of love making, the bare skin of his hips slapping against the furred skin of Kirara's with each inward thrust. But to him his body seemed to be moving on its own, as his mind was lost awash building pleasure that he'd only ever felt twice before, and both those times had been earlier today. It was the build up to orgasm, and once he'd realized that something inside of him told his body to go faster, which is what it did, rutting away at Kirara's wondrously tight love hole at full pace.
Kirara, to her credit, was hardly just standing there and taking her fucking. Proving that she could give as good as she got, she began pushing back against the kit, and quickly enough had matched his rhythm so that every time he pulled away she too pulled away, and every time he pushed into her she pushed back against him, adding to both their pleasure and excitement. Kirara could feel the hairs on her back standing up as she felt the lovely sensations building in the pit of her stomach, signal to her own mounting sexual release.
The friction was intense. The kitsune kit could feel every inch of the nekomatta's inner walls as they gripped his cock tightly, and in turn the nekomatta could by feeling alone make out every detail of the kitsune kit's cock as it pulsed in and out of her taut slit, and both were nearly overwhelmed by the incredible sensations this heightened awareness brought, surging over the edge into a blissful world of pleasure as their oragams struck in full force.
Shippou, taken off guard and nearly losing his balance, leaned even more heavily over Kirara, pushing his cock in as deep as it would go right at the moment of orgasm. With a loud mewl of bliss, Kirara came, the inner walls of her pussy constricting around Shiipou's cock just as he climaxed as well, letting out a strangled groan as he shot his young seed deep inside the cat demon. Rope after long sticky rope pulsed forth from his boyhood, egged on by the rhythmic squeezing of Kirara's pussy, blasting passed her cervix and bathing the walls of her womb with his sperm.
The wonderful sensations, grand in their intensity, stretched on seemingly for hours, this final orgasm dwarfing the previous ones. When it had at last run its course Shippou, weary from sexual exertion, lazily pulled his softening young cock out of his cat friend and fell backwards onto his ass, bracing himself on his hands as he tried to catch his breath. No sooner had he withdrawn himself than did Kirara collapse onto her stomach, panting heavily with her own exhaustion as a mix of hers and the kitsune's combined fluids leaked out of swollen and well fucked pussy obscenely.
With what little strength he still possessed, Shippou got onto his hands and knees and crawled over towards Kirara, lying down on his stomach right beside her. As he did, Kirara lifted her head and gave a look toward him, and the kit took the opportunity to press his lips to hers in a passionate and loving kiss. When it ended the pair stared at each other for a long moment, Kirara blushing while smiling at her handsome male fox friend, he retuning the smile with a warm one of his own.
Then the pair yawned in unison and laid their head down. In a matter of seconds they were both asleep.

"What?? A-GAIN??"
Kagome cried in frustration as she noticed still more of her unmentionables were missing. In recent days, the perpetrator had stepped up his efforts and was now stealing two pairs of panties at a time, and the exasperated future girl was quickly running out of undergarments.
"You!" the fuku-clad teen cried, pointing an accusing finger at Miroku. "It has to be you! You're the only one with a motive, after all!"
"Me??" Miroku shot back disbelievingly, sighing with dejection. "We've been over this already. It wasn't I who stole your… uh, 'unmentionables'."
"Well, who else would do it??" Kagome retorted. "Shippou and Kirara have been trying to track the scent for days now without any luck. Meanwhile my panties keep disappearing and we've got no suspects except you."
"Where are those two, anyway?" the monk suddenly wondered, an eyebrow arched high.
"Out trying to find the culprit again. They left early," Sango answered. "And stop trying to change the subject. You're not getting off the hook that easily, monk!"
"Sango…" Miroku whined, again disappointed that his beloved didn't believe him.
"Keh! I say we tie him down, lock him up and lose the key," InuYasha suggested, eyes narrowed at the monk and a smirk on his face. "Look at it this way, Miroku. If more of Kagome's panties get stolen while you're locked up it'll mean you're innocent."
The monk could not help but to swallow a rather large lump in his throat as Kagome and Sango nodded in agreement to InuYasha's suggestion.

Shippou slammed his hard young peter into Kirara one final times as they both came hard, the kitsune kit bathing the walls of the cat's quivering cunt with his seed. Kirara, lying on her back and mewling loudly in pleasure, accepted his sperm happily, the stolen panties they both wore drawn to the side to facilitate fucking. As wonderful as sex with Shippou had been that first time, there was just something so naughty and erotic about doing it while wearing Kagome's silky underwear that added to the whole experience.
As he came down from the high of orgasm Shippou took a few deep breaths, letting his strength rebuild itself as he leaned forward and laid himself down on top of the nekomatta. "Kirara," he spoke softly. "I love you."
He smiled warmly at her, and with a blush coloring her face she returned the smile, mewing joyously. With those three little words she'd decided that from then onward he would be her mate, and when he was old enough she would bear him kits.
As they snuggled lovingly together both could feel the young kitsune's boyhood still stuck up inside the cat's cunt getting hard again. With that realization they resumed their position and prepared to settle into a long day of lovemaking. After all, they weren't expected back for some time now, as they were supposed to be looking for the thief stealing Kagome's panties.
As for Shippou, he no longer felt confused or ashamed of himself, now that he'd won the heart of the fair nekomatta. He still became his girl-self on occasion, at Kirara's request, but he understood that his cat demon lover found him attractive in either form, which only served to make him all the happier.

The End

Disclaimer: I do not own, nor do I claim to own, InuYasha, or any properties or related properties there of.
This fic was completed 9/30/2007 at 6:35 PM

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