InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Tale of Sesshoumaru ❯ LEMON: Kitsune Cowboy ( Chapter 64 )

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Shippo sat dejected in the hallway outside the kitchens. His little love was packing her things up in the women's wing and he was all alone. He pulled out a top from his pocket and set it spinning, watching it turn round and round.

 

Jaken walked by, his hat cocked on his head to the side, and Shippo frowned. Taking a sniff, he realized it wasn't Jaken.

 

The toad thing stopped and squatted down. “What's the matter honey?” it asked, sounding kinda like a man.

 

“My best girl dumped me.”

 

“Oh don't be sad. There's always more fish in the sea. Why a fine boy like you should be able to get some anywhere.”

 

“There's nothing my size.”

 

“Come on now. Be inventive. Look around you. I'm sure there is someone just as lonely and little as you.” The frog tussled his hair and stood back up. “Love comes in different packages.”

 

“Who are you anyway?” Shippo asked, puling his top up and cramming it back into his pocket. “Aren't you like Jaken's new girlfriend?”

 

“Honey child,” the frog snapped, “I'm that man's boyfriend and don't you forget it.”

 

The kitsune spied him closer, and the honest truth of it was that he couldn't tell if it was a male or a female at all. Toads didn't have breasts because they all laid eggs. The only reason he knew that it was a toad was because a frog would want to hang around water more. Amphibians were confusing. Mammals he could figure out, but that weird class of invertebrates were just damned strange. He nodded to the thing and shrugged and watched it trail off, it's butt..or what was supposed to be a butt swaying back and forth like a girl.

 

That was really....odd.

 

The next person to walk by was Sango, her eyes still so tired. “Hey Shippo,” she said, grabbing a bowl of rice and sliding down next to him. “How come you look so sad?”

 

“I can't believe she's leaving me.”

 

“Don't worry. There's other fish in the sea.”

 

“Go speak for yourself.”

 

“I am. I'm giving up on Miroku. I'm going to find someone else.”

 

Shippo gave her a look of pity. Here they were, two dejected and rejected misfits. “What's your dream guy like?” he asked her, pulling some rice from her bowl with his hands and rolling it into a ball before popping it into his mouth.

 

“Well...he's got to be strong. Brave. Smart. Loyal. I don't know,” she said, sticking more rice into her mouth. “He's gotta like a slayer like me. I suppose I could go find that one guy again.”

 

“Yeah, but you didn't like him Sango. He was too whimpy for you.”

 

“Yeah. I guess I need another warrior huh?” She offered him more rice out of her bowl. “What about you Shippo? What's your dream girl like?”

 

The little kitsune stopped and put his hand to his chin, scowling his face. “Hum...she's got to be strong and smart. And funny. I like funny. She's got to laugh at my jokes.” Sango nodded. “And it would be nice if she were pretty.”

 

“Pretty is good, but not necessary.”

 

“Yeah. Right now I'd just settle for funny.”

 

“Right now I'd just settle for loyal.”

 

“Good luck on that one,” the boy said, grabbing another handful of rice.

 

“Yeah, I bet funny is easier to find than loyal.”

 

“You could always go hit up Koga. He's a warrior and he's loyal.”

 

“To Kagome.”

 

“But Kagome is married now.”

 

Sango lifted an eyebrow and looked to the little boy beside her. That was indeed a thought. He was kinda cute with his blue eyes and black hair. Then she had a chilling thought. He looked like a long hair version of Miroku but showing a lot more leg. Still though...he was a very strong warrior and he had a thing for strong women. And those legs were pretty nice. Huuumm.

 

She pushed herself up, deep in a new thought. “I'll see you later Shippo. Dinner should be served in a little while. Should make for an interesting evening.” She would go back to the women's wing and take a nap, then get dressed for the evening's sparkling entertainment. A wave good bye came from Shippo's arm and soon he was alone on the porch once again.

 

Kirara was following her mistress around. Her smell had come down to the kitchen and it meandered across the porch. She wiggled her way up to Shippo and sat down next to him. The poor little kitsune seemed so alone and she felt bad for him. Rubbing up against his arm, she got a smile out of him.

 

“Hey Kirara,” he said, pulling her up into a hug, her back against his chest. Little arms squeezed her tight and she began to purr, lolling her head back and forth against his chin. He dropped her in front of him and began petting her fur. “Do you ever get lonely 'cause you're so small?” The cat mewed and nodded her head.

 

“Me too. I'm sick of being so little. Everyone looks at me like I'm a child.”

 

Kirara turned around and licked his little nose, her rough tongue giving him a little peck of a kiss. Then she gave him a big cat head butt.

 

“Hey....you're small like me.” The cat's eyes went REALLY wide, two big disks of red. She nodded her head slowly. “And you're lonely too aren't you?” She nodded again. “How's about you and me?” he said, “we could have some fun together.”

 

The cat sat and thought about it, tilting her head, her eyes looking over to the side in contemplation. He was a meat eater. He was her size. He was kinda cute.

 

But she liked girls dammit.

 

But he was kinda like a girl. All that cute hair and fluffy tail like hers.

 

Oh what the hell. She hadn't had any in ages. Literally.

 

And making him a man might just be fun.

 

Putting her paws up on his shoulders, she gave him another lick. A slower, sweeter kind of lick. Shippo stood and snatched her up, looking around to see if anyone had noticed them. Throwing her over his shoulder he made a mad dash for the men's quarters and his room. Pussy would be his!! Literally.

 

When he got to his room, he hurriedly locked the door, bolting it hard and dragging a piece of furniture against it. No one was going to come in and interrupt this moment he had wanted for so long. Finally, someone was looking at him like an adult, not just a little cute ball of fluff.

 

“O.k. Kirara. What do we do now?”

 

The cat just purred and turned around, presenting her fluffy back side to him and curling her tail up and around her. She lowered her front and gave out a good little caterwaul.

 

“That simple huh?” The cat nodded. Shippo walked up to her and dropped his hakama pants, glad that she was looking straight ahead and not watching him. It was really embarrassing, but at the same time the coolest thing to ever happen to him. She seemed to not care, just pushed her self out towards him wantingly. He knew enough about animal body language to understand what that meant. He looked down and figured out where he was supposed to go and with a big kitsune grin full of teeth he stuck it in.

 

And wow. Pussy was awesome!

 

His hands grabbed hold of her fur, one on her hip and one around the base of her tail as he stood behind her, bouncing in and out with glee. He giggle and giggled, thinking himself quiet the man now as he watched the cat stretching out before him. It was delightful, a real live pussy over his little member, not his fingers and his claws or his own little kitsune tongue giving himself a bath. It was a real live girl, warm and wet and covering him.

 

Kirara giggled too, knowing it wouldn't last long. Virgins never did. It would be the later lessons that would be much more fun. She backed her body up, getting into time with his rapid thrusting and let out a little throaty mew.

 

That mew sounded so cool to Shippo's ears. He was making her happy, he just knew it. Grabbing hold of her a little harder, he thrust a little more and discovered just how much it made him happy to. His eyes went big as his body awakened. Tingly feelings going everywhere, his hair standing up on end. Every hair follicle seemed to bristle and it started all in his pants, that tight little connection to the pussy before him. “Whoo hoo!” he yelled like a cow boy, riding her and experiencing the first hint of completion.

 

Kirara wasn't feeling too badly either. She had forgotten how good a male could be. The kitsune was filling her up, making her purr, her backside arching and pushing into him. Her little feet were kneading at the floor, her animal nature so easily coming to the fore. With a hearty cry she twisted below him. Kitsune was good! So good! Kitune didn't have those hurtful barbed penises! That was why she had gone gay she remembered, and now she had something so much better.

 

The two came in a happy bubble burst, nothing spectacular, but nothing to sneeze at either. Shippo was proud of himself for what he had done, giggling stupidly on the floor. Kirara was purring like a dummy beside him, finding herself in love with kitsune cock.

 

It was a match made in someone's sick version of heaven. Theirs.

 

The cat sat up and gave him a nosy nudge, tugging and pulling at his clothes until he undressed himself before her. Setting her tongue to work, she cleaned and cleaned and cleaned him, putting her saliva all over him and making him giggle and twitch. When she got to his tail, his little kitsune eyes became hooded and dreamy and he grabbed hold of hers and pet it in return.

 

Yep. Kitsune-Neko heaven. All the tail they wanted.

 

They licked each other and preened each other, Shippo in for a big surprise when she started cleaning his crotch. “Oh my Kami! Kirara! What are you....do....ing.....”

 

The cat snickered and her little fox set back into a fit of giggling. “Uh...I like older women. Yes...yes I do. Older women for me....” giggle giggle giggle... “no more little girls...older women...” giggle giggle giggle. He burst into her mouth, a fit of squeals and laughter, his hands up by his face as he squirmed around. She thought he was the girliest thing she had ever seen. He was so cute! Girlie fox was hot!

 

They curled up together for a small time, their noses buried in each other's fur. She was purring happily, Shippo was just tuckered out. When a mischievous idea struck him, he dug into his discarded pants and grabbed a leaf. He was curious. Terribly curious. He put it on her head and squeezed his nose in concentration.. and presto! She was a hot naked blond.

 

Kirara looked down to find herself with giant tits, a really curvy ass and a mass of blond hair tipped in black. Human fingers squeezed in and out. Her mouth dropped open. This was something she had wanted for so long and the little boy fox had just given it to her. She had never seen herself in human form before and it was the most amazing sight. Shippo looked at her orbs in mesmerized wonder. Wow..big, giant boobies. His concentration for the magic lost, she went back to being a cat.

 

Oh yes. He would do that again. He had a whole new reason to build up his strength. She was a pretty cat, but she was really sexy as a human.

 

The leaf fell off her head, and Kirara batted at it. “Don't worry Kirara, I'll keep trying.”

 

She smiled as best she could with her little cat face and rubbed her nose and cheeks all over him lovingly. He pet and pet her, drawing her up and hugging her. Don't worry little man, I'll be here, she said to herself.

 

oooOOOOooooo

 

 

“Why does this place smell like fucking sex!” Akanesuji screamed as she walked up and down the hallways with Kuza at her side.

 

“Because everyone is getting some besides me and you.”

 

Akanesuji sighed disgusted. “I guess it's to be expected. The men are home.”

 

The horse shrugged her shoulders. “Must be nice.”