Luoyang (4)
“Today, this lady intends to devour you!”
“I think being the one hunted sounds pretty good too...”
I blinked my eyes open, only to find Hong Yeonhwa and Paeng Soso decked out with fox ears and tails, sourced from gods-know-where. The sight was so out-of-this-world for this era that my brain short-circuited on the spot, freezing up completely.
But my body was brutally honest—my eyes wandered off on their own, drawn by gravity to Hong Yeonhwa's breasts, which looked even more massive than usual, and Paeng Soso's generous hips. And that's when I naturally spotted the tail sprouting from Paeng Soso's ass.
“This is...!”
To be precise, it was some kind of plug jammed into her anus with a tail attached. Obviously, real ears and tails don't just sprout overnight, so they'd added them manually.
Next to her, Hong Yeonhwa struck what she probably thought was a fierce predator pose, but it just came off as adorable. A closer look revealed it was a headband with fox ears attached.
I finally rebooted my brain and blurted out the first thing on my mind.
“Didn't you say the Heavenly Demon never kneels?!”
“That's your first reaction?!”
Hong Yeonhwa shook her fist lightly at chest level in disbelief. Her breasts rippled like waves from the motion, but right now, I couldn't fully appreciate it.
Come on, can you blame me?! This was what was really bugging me!
Ears and tails were something I'd never expected to see in this era, but I'd come across photos from my past life a few times, so they weren't that alien. But those knees!
Hong Yeonhwa's knees—they were beyond anything I'd imagined! She'd always insisted the Heavenly Demon never kneels, even refusing to squat in an M-position for oral.
So why now?!
Hearing my rant, Hong Yeonhwa snorted with an arrogant hmph! and planted her hands on the floor, dropping into a four-legged stance.
“You there. Have you ever seen how a beast hunts its prey?”
“...No?”
“Then this lady shall show you!”
With that, she thrust her ass high and started wiggling it side to side.
“This lady once saw a tiger do this before hunting. That wasn't kneeling—it was the preparatory stance for the hunt!”
Oh yeah, she'd said she was going to eat me today.
“But isn't that just a cat-family thing? Foxes are canines—they don't do that.”
“Huh?”
Hong Yeonhwa tilted her head with a dazed noise.
“Cat family? Canine? What's that supposed to mean?”
“Animals that look or act like cats, or ones like dogs.”
“...So foxes don't shake their asses before hunting?”
“Nope. They just charge and grab.”
“......”
Hong Yeonhwa hopped back to her feet as if nothing had happened, sitting primly. Then she spread her arms wide.
“Today, this lady shall devour you—so strip obediently!”
We're starting over from the top...?
Her face looked composed, but a single bead of cold sweat trickled down her forehead.
I stared at her silently, and she averted her eyes before—smack!
“Eek!”
She suddenly slapped Paeng Soso's ass, which she'd been watching with keen interest, then pointed at me with a dramatic flick of her index finger.
“Go, Soso! We planned this out already, didn't we?!”
“But sis, that thing you just did...”
Smack!
“Hiiik!”
Paeng Soso pouted as she rubbed the small handprint on her full-moon-sized ass cheek.
“Fine, I'll go! Just come quick too, sis.”
“Mm.”
Hong Yeonhwa nodded, and Paeng Soso crawled over on all fours.
“Jin gaga~”
That sly smile, her sultry voice, and the way she flaunted her swaying hips and tail—I couldn't help but reach out. I alternated petting her crown and those fox ears, trailed my fingers down her cheek, and finally tickled under her chin.
“Hng...”
Paeng Soso purred happily, rubbing her head against me in response.
“Gotta ask now... where'd you even get this stuff? Is there a shop?”
“Jin gaga, duh. No shop sells this. Soso and sis made it ourselves, obviously.”
“What? How?”
Hong Yeonhwa answered as she fetched something from her bag.
“It wasn't so difficult. We bought a fox stole, a plain headband, and some ebony wood...”
As she fastened a leather collar around Paeng Soso's neck, she explained they'd handmade everything. Hong Yeonhwa handled any tricky techniques or tools with precise qi control, while Paeng Soso smoothed the ebony with hand qi. Makes sense—no way they'd trust this to an artisan.
“Hold up. What's with the collar?”
“Soso insisted.”
Hong Yeonhwa shrugged. I shot Paeng Soso a disbelieving look, and she fiddled with the collar, grumbling.
“It reminded me of that time I peeked on you and sis doing it...”
“Hmm? I recall hubby lifting this lady up and pounding away like crazy, but no collars involved.”
Hong Yeonhwa tilted her head, equally puzzled, but Paeng Soso tilted right back.
“Huh? But sis, you were squatting like a bitch in heat right there, taking hubby's love...”
“What did you say?”
Hong Yeonhwa tried to deny it, but Paeng Soso mimicked her perfectly—legs spread in an M, squatting before my crotch—and her eyes went wide.
“This lady... squatted like that...?”
Finally realizing what she'd been doing all this time, Hong Yeonhwa's pupils trembled wildly.
“Bitch in heat... this lady, a bitch...”
Not expecting this reaction, Paeng Soso urgently signaled me to fix it. I didn't want Hong Yeonhwa moping either, so I'd already started petting her head—firm presses on the crown, fingertips slightly raised to lightly scratch her scalp, but oh-so-gently. The perfect method I'd mastered from countless sessions.
“Sss... haa...”
Did it work? Hong Yeonhwa steadied her breathing and declared with a serious face.
“This lady shall restore the Heavenly Demon's dignity today.”
And then the world flipped.
I came to with my clothes shredded, perched on the edge of the bed. Hong Yeonhwa's doing?
“What the hell was that? Even ripping my clothes...”
I grumbled about the unnecessary destruction, but the sensation from below shut me up.
Hong Yeonhwa had pried my legs apart with her arms, squatting in an M between them, and swallowed my cock to the hilt in one go.
“Schlurp... schlurp... blerp...”
She bobbed her head a couple times, then spat it out, slick with clear saliva.
“Didn't this lady say she'd devour you today? No time for your irreverent thoughts about bitches or whatever—brace yourself.”
That was devouring my dick?!
True to her word about no mercy, she dove back in before I could reply. Hot, wet, and tight. Hong Yeonhwa excelled at most things physical, and when she got serious, her throat felt just like a pussy.
Did she even realize she still had the ears and tail on? It made the whole bitch-in-heat pose hit even harder, but I kept that to myself.
“In that case...”
Paeng Soso, whose plan this apparently deviated from, rolled her eyes before crawling over and plopping beside me. She guided my hand to her pussy.
“Haa... Feel free to touch however you want, Jin gaga.”
The soft give of her labia at my fingertips, the ticklish brush of her pubes against my wrist. Paeng Soso's body was toned and muscular overall, but her pussy alone was plush and yielding—like no amount of training could toughen it up.
“Ah... haa...”
Teasing her hardened clit drew out sweet moans, followed by a gush of nectar. Hong Yeonhwa was no slouch, but Soso was a real flooder.
Good enough—I plunged my middle finger into her sopping entrance.
“Heut?!”
She jolted, then plastered herself to my arm, grinding her hips.
“Nng... more... a bit more...”
Her fluffy fox ears and tail shook. And then her tongue desperately lapped at my neck.
“Hee... ue...”
Just like a pet in heat humping her owner's arm.
I wondered why she was this fired up already—then I noticed her eyes locked on Hong Yeonhwa.
Her peeping habit had warped her tastes. Watching sis slurp my cock so fiercely had her riled up too.
Hong Yeonhwa squeezing my dick with her mouth below, Paeng Soso grinding on my hand beside me. Stimulation overload, amplified by the ears and tails for that fresh visual punch.
I couldn't hold back much longer.
“Ngh, gonna cum...!”
“Brrm. Mmm.”
Even hearing it, Hong Yeonhwa didn't pull off—instead, she buried her nose in my pubes.
Bluuuuurgh...
I blasted straight down her throat. Nearly double my usual load. My body shuddered involuntarily as I savored the afterglow—until Hong Yeonhwa suddenly pulled free.
“Ueee...”
Normally she'd swallow it all, but this time she spat it out with her saliva. My cock, drenched in sticky mess, twitched with nothing left to give. Hong Yeonhwa hefted her tits and clamped them around it.
“W-Wait a sec!”
Pat-pat-pat!
Ignoring my protest, she pumped furiously up and down. Her milky tit-pressure engulfed my hypersensitive glans. Then, the finisher—sticking out her tongue to lap relentlessly at my slit and the seam below.
Round two hit fast.
“Eut?!”
Spurt! Spluuurt!
Even bigger pleasure, even more cum—painting her face ghostly white.
“Haa... haa...”
I panted like I'd sprinted a marathon. Hong Yeonhwa wiped a glob from her cheek with her thumb, licked it clean, and flashed a grin.
“Still got irreverent thoughts when you look at this lady?”
“...Nope.”
That last bit? Straight-up gumiho vibes.