Day 2, End

A short while after leashing the fox goddess for an outdoor exposure stroll and ditching her. I walked down the street with light steps, feeling utterly refreshed. I'd dumped a huge load and given her a proper lesson—man, it felt great. And then, tap, tap.

"Hngh…♡"

Right behind me trailed a single panting bitch. I glanced back casually. The fox goddess was crawling along with a look of utter shame on her face.

"How could this lady stoop to such depravity… and in broad daylight, strutting around like this…."

Hmm, she's keeping up nicely. Crawl after me on all fours like a dog—no invisibility tricks allowed. If you don't, I'll strip every last bit of your spiritual power. That's why she couldn't even wipe herself clean before ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠following. She was a goddess by her settings, which made it kinda pitiful.

But that's none of my business.

I felt no sympathy. The moment she'd dared defend that bully bitch and try to kill me, she stopped being a person—she was just a hatefuck pussy now. Sure, even the nicest ones were just scraps of data, NPCs I could erase with one setting tweak, but whatever.

"Enjoying the walk?"

I kept strolling down the street, chatting casually. No real destination—just a simple walk. The fox goddess raised her voice in disbelief.

"What do you take women for, forcing such vulgarity upon us?!"

"Hmm, I think women are like flowers—you shouldn't even hit them with those."

"Then what did this lady do wrong!!"

"You tried to defend a bully bitch."

"That was to stop you, you evil spirit, from creating more victims…."

She started making excuses—not quite excuses, but close—claiming that wasn't her intent…

Thud.

"…Hiiik?!"

The moment we rounded the corner, a footstep echoed. The fox goddess froze in shock. Her ears and tail shot straight up. From behind, her pussy and asshole were fully on display, but she didn't care.

"P-People… if they see me like this…."

"Hmm."

Getting seen by others seemed way scarier to her. Maybe exposure to human eyes damaged her spiritual power or something.

"Relax."

"…What?"

"Right now, to everyone else, you just look like a stray dog."

Of course, no one screamed or pointed at her. Thanks to the Perception Impairment skill I'd whipped up with my Admin Privileges.

She really felt the skill's effect when a pedestrian finally approached us.

"A retriever… Is he your dog, bro?"

"For now, yeah?"

"Whoa!! Can I pet him?"

"He just finished mating, so he's filthy. See? Cum all over his fur."

"Eww, yeah… sorry!!"

The passerby lost interest after eyeing the fox goddess and moved on. She let out a sigh of relief, her trembling easing. She even dropped her hands from covering her face and ears. The look she shot me screamed questions—like, what kind of sorcery was that?

"Ah, this is just the power of admin privileges—clickety-click."

"…What?"

"Something like that."

I brushed it off and kept walking, deliberately heading toward crowded areas, bold as brass. The fox goddess scurried after me.

"More importantly, what was that trick? I was definitely using magic… did you stop time!?"

"Memories during cutscenes just vanish, huh?"

"C-Cutscene?"

"Doesn't matter if you don't get it."

One more bit of cutscene intel filed away in my brain. If I play this right, I could even do sense blockade play. No clue when or where cutscenes trigger, but worth thinking about next time. I jotted a mental note and scanned the surroundings.

"Wonder when they'll show up."

"…What are you looking for? Planning to sell this lady to some shaman?"

"Shaman? No idea what that is, but nah."

What I was hunting for was the final punishment prop for this hatefuck pussy. I figured they'd pop up after a short walk, but damn, they were scarce. Japanese public safety too good or what?

Was gonna log off quick and upload the replay to sisspants, but shit's not going to plan.

"Where could they be~?"

I picked up the pace.

Tap-tap.

"W-Wait! Tell me what you're looking for—I could help find it!!"

The fox goddess hurried after me. Every time, her cum-soaked red pussy jiggled wildly, leaving a trail of jizz drops like Hansel and Gretel.

"I'll apologize for trying to harm you, and forgive what you did to me! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Just let me go now!"

She yapped desperately… just like that futanari bully bitch. Probably thought bootlicking would save her ass. Fat chance.

Still, she's showing some spirit. Maybe dangle a little hope.

"Do what I say, and maybe I'll consider it."

I stopped abruptly and pointed at something. Her gaze followed. One of her ears folded in half.

"…A utility pole?"

Flick, flick. Her fox ears kept folding and unfolding. She looked up at me, clearly wondering what to do. I explained kindly.

"Ever hear of marking territory?"

"Marking territory? N-No way."

"Go piss on it. Like a dog—lift your leg and trot over."

Just how much dignity would this fox goddess discard? Even if others saw her as a dog, she knew herself as a proud, noble spirit. Could she do naked outdoor pissing?

I watched, arms crossed. After agonizing, she nodded faintly.

"…Understood."

Tap, tap. She crawled toward the pole. Then, still on all fours, she lifted one leg high. Thick cum oozed from her freshly creampied pussy.

"Hngh…."

"What're you doing? Hurry up and piss. Or do you wanna flash your pussy at me?"

"As if! It's been so long since this lady last urinated, I forgot how…."

"Oh?"

She didn't even piss normally? This bitch was prime onahole material. If she wasn't such a hatefuck, I'd have kept her around longer.

"I'll help."

I reached for the console window and created a skill.

"Hoi!"

I cast it right away. Soon, her cheeks flushed red. Her raised leg started quivering.

"Th-This feeling…?"

"Gotta pee, right?"

"W-Wait! I forgot how to hold it too—if this keeps up…!!"

Splash—!!

She reached out toward me. But first, a stream gushed from her lower half. Piss.

"Nngh, nngh…."

The piss sprayed wildly. No aiming dick like men have. And in that pose? No way it stayed clean. It pooled on the ground, splashing her calf. The finishing touch: the dying stream trickling down her thigh.

"…Hic, sob."

"Good girl~ How's the territory mark?"

"This lady wasn't meant for such indignities… how did I meet a plague god like you…."

"……."

Her mentality cracked—she called me a plague god. I knew it didn't mean that in Japanese, but my brain translated it to Korean, so it pissed me off extra.

Okay, I'll find them quick.

"Let's go."

I walked off, leaving the fox goddess—upper body cum-drenched, lower soaked in piss. She scurried after in panic. Her ears and tail stuck straight up from the shame.

"W-Wait! You promised forgiveness if I peed!"

"When? I said I'd consider it."

"How can a spiritual being play word games like…."

She followed me through the crowd…

Halt.

"……Huh?"

She sensed something and froze. Her glare at me wavered wildly.

"You said I look like a dog to others."

"Yeah."

"Then why…."

She eyed the group of shabby old men ahead. Homeless, by their rags. Their crotches bulged obviously through their pants.

"Are they making faces like that at this lady."

"Ah, that?"

I grinned. These were the ones I'd been seeking—I was thrilled.

"The guys who'll fuck you doggy-style can actually see you."

Took way too long. I thought they'd swarm the second we stepped out, but I'd wandered ten minutes.

"R-Run."

"Hey mister, what's this? AV shoot?"

"They do street casting, right?"

Despair for the fox goddess. The homeless drooling as they approached. I smiled back.

"Actually, she's a shrine spirit nearby. But she defended a school bully and tried to kill me."

"Spirit…?"

"Idiot, it's a gimmick."

"Aha!"

"So that means…?"

The homeless eyed me expectantly. They knew what came next.

"Shirayuki, that's an order. From now on, serve these gentlemen just as devotedly as you do me—but only for lewd stuff."

"N-No!! That's not what we agreed!!"

"She'll obey any command now. Take her and do whatever."

"Heh heh, pachinko wouldn't pay out, so this is it!!"

Grab—!!

They hoisted the fox goddess up. Her piss-soaked lower half? They didn't give a shit.

Something in their hygiene hit her—she desperately looked my way.

"Wait…."

"Also, Shirayuki—as your owner, I order you: no using spiritual power to harm them or defy orders."

I gagged her anyway. Now she was a good, non-biting onahole.

"It's that Lina bitch's fault, right!? I'll punish her myself!!! So please, just spare me from serving these as masters!!"

"Why should I?"

"If a spirit shows such undignified forms to humans, her power scatters and she vanishes!! You know that!!!"

"Hmm."

She begged so earnestly, I showed a sliver of mercy.

"Fine then…."

* * *

A bit later.

"Mmph, mmph…♡"

"Whew, she's scraping the smegma right off."

By the riverbank, hidden by a makeshift screen where no one came, the homeless surrounded the fox goddess. She eagerly served as their cumdump. All for one reason.

This.

Now she'd be the homeless' meat toilet and get fucked daily by that futanari bully's horse cock. All to avoid vanishing.

But to rub it in…

I added a little extra to the futanari bully's settings. Nothing good.

"Perfect."

The bully bitch would cling to hope watching the fox goddess. She'd swing her hips, writing names with her long cock, hunting men daily—dreaming of returning to normal. But false hope. All that awaited was a pussy-turned-slut horse cock.

Though the fox goddess won't let her off easy either.

She'd use ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠every trick—her seduction spells or whatever—to make the bully make her write names daily. To preserve her power. Whatever became of the bully…

Not my problem.

"I'm off~."

I turned away refreshed and hit the log-out button.

Sisspants bros, your little bro's bringing some dog-dick-curling new holy porn!

"Log out!"

Dreaming of rice-guzzling bliss.

Day 2, end.