Ravage Her
A shrine that looked as though the ravages of time had struck it head-on.
With no visitors left to tend it, the place radiated a bleak and grotesque atmosphere — and into that gloom stepped a blue-haired woman, her face already twisted in distaste.
A white dress wholly unsuited for scrambling over rugged mountains, paired with high-heeled shoes to match. She was hardly what anyone would call a hiker. Stroking the fox statue that had been reduced to nothing but a body, she murmured to herself.
"The Fox God's shrine… It's been a long time since I last set foot here. I used to drop by now and then, using the Fox God as a side dish while I enjoyed my tea. Those were good times."
Lost in reminiscence, she ran her fingers along the statue's tail — then crushed the whole thing to rubble, her expression thick with regret.
"Such a pity. I should have had my way with her at least once before she was banished from the Celestial Realm. Never getting to toy with a being so noble and beautiful… it still rankles."
Even as she spoke, she spread her divine power in a wide sweep, searching the shrine's surroundings. Finding not a trace of the Fox God's presence, she let out a sigh and slowly walked deeper inside.
"Not even a speck of divine power left. So she really did perish? Ha. I took a loss on half a lifetime's worth of entertainment. I've never again laid eyes on a sinful creature so arousing just to look at. Still…"
The moment the blue-haired woman stepped into the shrine's interior, a lust spirit lunged to violate her — and she obliterated it with a single kick, her voice turning cold.
"Is this really all you prepared? A crude little trap like this, and you thought it would hold me? Your power may be limited after manifesting in the lower world, but aren't you underestimating a goddess just a bit too much?"
Watching her pop the additional lust spirits like so many balloons, the goblin shook his head in denial.
"Even the basest lust spirit knows the difference in rank. Would a rabbit ever try to devour a tiger? Most would think of running first."
"Then what are these lust spirits charging me without a shred of self-awareness? Ah — the kind that have no reason left at all?"
"Sharp insight. That's right. Among ghosts, they're the lowest of the low — no reason remaining, only raw grudge. Seeing them throw themselves at you so blindly, I'd say you've racked up quite the mountain of resentment."
"Is that so? Well, I did pile up plenty of grudges in my younger days. But still."
Crack!
The goddess punched the last vengeful spirit into oblivion, then yawned as she mocked the Golden Sun Goblin.
"Is this everything you prepared? If all you brought to ravage me were these trash spirits, I'm a little disappointed."
"Too early for disappointment. I've still got a mountain of things ready. But before we move on to the next wave…"
The goblin met her mockery with a laugh, then waved a hand into the darkness. He pulled something golden-haired into view and held it up for the goddess to see.
"Your saintess was exquisite. The rear end especially — pure art."
"…You didn't."
"How did my fire club taste, O Goddess? Not half bad, was it? This bitch of a woman kept saying she was going to die, and still climaxed more times than I could count. I am truly curious how it was for you."
The goblin cackled and tossed the thoroughly broken saintess at the goddess. She caught her — and her fury erupted at once.
"How dare you… How dare you use my saintess to violate my rear entrance — I am going to kill you right here, no matter what!!!"
"Well now, a skilled fortune-teller told me it isn't my time to die yet. And O Goddess — in the East, we have a saying."
"What?"
"It's always darkest under the lamp."
Sensing something ominous from the goblin's grin, the goddess looked straight down — and saw the saintess plunging a syringe needle into her thigh.
Prick!
Before she could even process the shock, an unknown liquid began flooding into the goddess's thigh. She yanked the syringe free before it could empty completely and kicked the saintess hard enough to slam her into the wall.
Then, in a voice thick with disbelief, she demanded answers.
"July? How did you fall this far? Injecting me with some unknown drug… you've been broken thoroughly, haven't you!"
She seized the saintess by the collar and shook her, trying to snap her back to her senses — but July only answered in a vacant, dreamy voice.
"Heeh… Goddessss? I'm really sorry♡ But if I didn't do this, the lust-spirit gentleman said he wouldn't have sex with me…♡"
"Damn it. That lust spirit has her completely under his thrall. Fine. Just wait a little, July. Once I've cleaned this whole situation up, I'll make you feel a pleasure no man could ever compare to."
She resolved then and there to slaughter the lust spirits and restore her saintess — but just as she nearly reached the goblin, the goddess realized something was terribly wrong.
Hair as pure white as midwinter snow.
Fluffy, sumptuous tails that anyone alive would ache to touch.
A lethal sensuality that still radiated from her even after banishment had stripped away her rank.
The Fox God she had believed destroyed was blocking the attack meant for the goblin. The stunned goddess stared in confusion and asked,
"How are you here…? Weren't you supposed to have perished?"
"I nearly did. But thanks to one well-chosen apostle, I avoided annihilation. And is it really so strange for me to be present in my own shrine?"
"It's not strange! But why would someone as noble as you join hands with vulgar lust spirits like these? What kind of whim is this?"
Watching the goddess unleash a flurry of attacks and then fall back to catch her breath, the Fox God let out a soft snort of laughter.
"Pfft… Puhuhu…"
"What's so funny? Considering the days you spent in the Celestial Realm, this shouldn't be a laughing matter."
"Not a laughing matter? What could possibly be funnier than this? Kukuku…"
She clutched her stomach and laughed for a long while, then wiped her tears and addressed the goddess.
"Lilyana. Exactly how far back are you talking? Do you truly believe that I — banished from the Celestial Realm — would still cling to something so worthless?"
"…"
"And you asked why I joined hands with lust spirits? Because a vulgar creature like you laid hands on my precious apostle. That is the only reason. As I am now, I cannot subdue you alone."
The goddess listened to the Fox God's calm words — then a smile of pure madness spread across her face as she began pouring divine power in every direction.
"Fuhuhu… How amusing. Truly amusing! You don't actually think you can do anything to me by teaming up with lust spirits no better than trash, do you?"
"Of course I do. You already feel it, don't you? That sensation of the fire club churning inside you."
"Shut up! I felt no pleasure whatsoever! Do you honestly think I would feel pleasure from something a man provides?"
"Who can say? We'll know once we check, won't we?"
The Fox God smiled thinly. The goddess answered with a face full of confidence.
"Will you, though? I rather doubt you'll get the chance to check anything. You don't seriously believe that a handful of vulgar lust spirits and a god who's lost her divine rank can subdue me, do you? Start preparing to be ravaged."
"Have I not said it time and again? You never know which is longer until you measure them. Whether you will be ravaged, or I will — that remains to be seen."
The words had barely left her mouth before the goddess crashed down on the Fox God with the speed of lightning — only for the Fox God to slip aside with ease and mock her.
"By the way, isn't standing getting rather difficult? The drug should be taking effect about now."
"You…!"
BOOM!!!
The Fox God weathered an assault that was unmistakably weaker than before, then stepped close to the goddess — who was now gasping for breath — and whispered quietly.
"Did you know? This situation is almost identical to the opening of those non-con videos my apostle showed me."
"Th-that means…?!"
"It means it is now your turn to be ravaged, Lilyana."
Snap!
Wearing a lewd smile, the Fox God flicked her fingers and called the lust spirits to her in a voice thick with ghostly allure.
"Hey, Yu Seongha."
"My name is Seong-hun, you bastard. Why do you keep changing my name whenever you feel like it?"
"If you don't like it, stop using the resident registration card I got you. And does a name like Yoo Seong-hun even fit that body of yours?"
"…Okay, fair point."
"Anyway, the name isn't what matters. Something just occurred to me and I'm curious."
Nuzzling his face into my thick, soft, utterly sumptuous tail, my bald-headed ball-sack of a best friend tossed me a question.
"The Fox God — does she watch with you when you're looking at adult manga or porn? Now that I think about it, having someone staring while you have happy time… unless you're an exhibitionist, the shame alone would make that impossible, right?"
It was a deranged question, but one that was fair enough to wonder about. I cast my mind back to my happy-time sessions and answered him.
"Dunno. She's got enough manners to step out when I'm having happy time. But if I'm looking at R-18 shots for composition reference while working on a commission, she'll hang around and watch from the side."
"A roommate who looks at porn with you… that has to feel insanely weird."
"What am I supposed to do? She insists she has to see them for reference. At first I felt the same resistance you just described, but eventually I got used to it."
I answered as if it were nothing and went back to drawing the furry commission I'd accepted — but getting questions about the Fox God made me start worrying about her. Five days gone without a single word of contact.
Yeah. Having her around and then not having her around… you really do feel the empty space.
I'm curious what she's been up to out there. When she gets back, I'm going to grill her about every last detail.
I was briefly considering what to ask the Fox God once she finished her business and came home — when a thick, lingering sense of regret settled in one corner of my heart, and I felt confused.
…She's coming back. So why do I feel regret?
I have no idea why.