Tags: [SM][Furry][Group][NTR][Egg]

"Hey, sorry, but could you do me one little favor?"

"A favor, is it? What peculiar request requires such uncharacteristic politeness from thee?"

"Nothing weird, really. I just want to know what your animal form looks like — not the human one."

"Thou wishest to see how I appeared as a fox, then?"

"Exactly."

I'd drawn plenty of fox demi-humans before. The method was simple enough: sketch whatever hot female character you were into, then stick a pair of perky ears on her head and a fluffy tail on her backside. Done.

But a fox demi-human that leaned full-on furry? I'd never drawn one of those. The reason was simple — it just didn't do it for me. A human should be fucking something that looks human. Once you start fucking an animal, how is that any different from bestiality?

An animal lusting after a human? Sure, that could be watchable. But a person lusting after an animal? At that point you're past abnormal sexual desire and straight into genuine mental illness.

Which, by that metric, meant half my stream viewers were mental patients. Factor in every other disorder and the whole audience was unhinged — but even a casual glance told you that animal-fuckers alone made up half the room.

"Beyond perverts, you absolute monsters… I don't just find you disgusting. I respect you, you fucking freaks."

What the hell was there to get off on in this godforsaken drawing that produced reactions like that?

I let out a long sigh and turned to study the Fox God, determined to nail every furry detail.

As I quietly observed her in full fox form, the Fox God tilted her head and regarded me with open confusion.

"With skill this formidable, why dost thou insist on drawing only such grotesque things? A human body crowned with an animal's head — is that not the very definition of a yokai?"

"No idea. Apparently this is the trend these days. Look at the chat — every single one of them is saying they're into it."

"T-this is what passes for fashion…? This one cannot comprehend it. Beauty standards shift with the ages, true enough, but this has shifted far too much!"

"Tell me about it. I don't get it either. Just go ahead and thirst after a normal gumiho — why did this kind of furry become the beauty standard?"

I sighed over the quality of my audience and got back to finishing a furry fox demi-human climaxing under a tentacle beating.

"See, if you're going the SM route, the real charm is getting off while you're ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠getting hit. And the thing doing the hitting is a tentacle? Restraint, beating, climax, egg-laying… I genuinely cannot handle that combo."

Confirming the chat's feverish response, I slowly admired the Fox God in her fox form as I drew.

The perked-up ears embodied a fox's signature cuteness and coquettish charm, so I rendered them with a deliberately adorable touch. The fluffy tail was practically a fox's entire identity, so I made it as lush and voluminous as possible.

For the face, I referenced the Fox God's fox form. For the curved body, I referenced her human form. With every layer of color, the near-furry fox demi-human seemed to gain life — and when that vulgar fox demi-human was finally complete, I felt a strange emptiness.

"Feels like I'm missing something. Just my imagination, right?"

…So the hottest part was still left. Honestly, set everything else aside — the egg-laying was the finishing touch, the crowning glory. Draw it wrong and you'd eat a report and get suspended on the spot, so every single stroke had to be careful, meticulous, lovingly rendered.

"…Is there a mod in the room? If not, I'm drawing this real fast and wrapping up."

…I'd been planning to draw it blatantly and save it fast if no mods were around, but that was looking like a dangerously bad idea.

Unlike the start of the stream, the viewer count was now sitting at forty. No fluctuation — which meant everyone who was going to show up today had already arrived. Time for one last performance, then end the stream.

I started drawing the moisture-slick eggs one by one beneath the tentacle-bound fox demi-human. A little grotesque, sure, but still hot enough to get someone else's precious equipment standing at attention. And then, as a final joke, I sketched an egg shape right between the thighs—

A hidden mod had killed the stream.

…I'd been about to hit the end-stream button myself, but damn — their reflexes were terrifyingly fast.

"So you're telling me you had the cam on from the start?"

"If I don't turn it on, no jeong-gi comes in. What am I supposed to do? I only showed my chest and drew."

"You are… ha. Never mind. Still living without a single thought in that head of yours. Here — temporary ID. Picked it up on the way."

My friend, who'd somehow manufactured an ID from a photo I had no memory of taking, handed it over while stroking my fluffy tail.

"Is an ID something you can just pick up on the way? Well, thanks. I'll put it to good use."

"You can't leave here until you can use Transformation Magic anyway, so if you need anything, just say the word. I'll handle whatever I can."

"I think I need a PS4."

"Don't be an idiot. More importantly — what the hell did you draw that got you suspended on your very first stream?"

"Stuff. A little bit ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of a very grotesque drawing. The kind of drawing you'd probably like, actually."

"…A drawing I'd like? Wait. Is ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠it furry?"

I nodded casually at my friend's question — and in that instant, the look in his eyes did a complete one-eighty.

An obsessive, sticky, filthy kind of affection. And at the same time, a pure curiosity like a child's.

He closed in on my startled face, eyes gleaming, and demanded to see the drawing.

"Give it."

"Give what?"

"Show me the drawing. Right now."

"Other people would call it gore-tier fetish art, so it's a little hard to just show you. I'll take commissions later — put in a request then."

I shook my head and refused, but my friend used some bizarre spell to bind my body and started fondling my luscious tail.

"Hey, sensei? Let's use our words. Jumping straight to BDSM the second things don't go your way is genuinely not okay."

"Then show me. The only option left is yes, isn't it? Besides, even without the spell, you know perfectly well there's nowhere to run."

"You're making the atmosphere weird, you asshole. Honestly, this situation — how is it any different from a muscular shaman kidnapping a beautiful gumiho, locking her up, and trying to film BDSM content?"

I glared at him with a sharp look. My friend scratched his head, looking awkward.

"…Now that you mention it, yeah."

"Right?"

"Which makes it even hotter."

"What?"

My friend flicked his tongue obscenely and looked at me with sticky eyes.

"Think about it carefully, buddy. There's an insanely hot woman right in front of you. And you can torment her without anyone calling the cops. What would you do in that situation?"

"Is she a fox demi-human, or a regular person?"

"Normally it'd be a regular person, but… since it's you, let's make her a fox demi-human. A fox demi-human who can't resist at all is tied up helplessly right in front of you. What would you do?"

He asked in a surprisingly serious voice. I pictured the scenario he'd described and answered.

"I'd shut both eyes and fuck her senseless. Even if the next stop is an express train straight to hell, I'd chase nothing but my own pleasure."

"The fact that you're hesitating means you're still a little worried. But what if every single thing you could worry about just… vanished?"

"…I'd end up living for nothing but pleasure. Without ever thinking about how the other person feels."

The words were brutal, but in reality it was impossible. No fox demi-human hot enough to turn me on could exist after I'd seen the Fox God's absurd beauty — and as my friend said, living for pure pleasure alone would eventually get you punished.

I shook my head and looked at him again. My friend was wearing a terrifying expression, holding some impressively ominous-looking talisman.

"That thing you just said? That's what I feel every single day. So."

He slapped the talisman onto me.

"Cut it out with the unconscious seduction, before I just go ahead and fuck you for real."

He snapped at me all by himself, then walked straight out of my house.