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[X] Take the Door. You need to know why it’s here.
You glance back. Her offer tempts you, but you remember the night you left. Maybe she changed more than Mystia or Wriggle, but you doubt it. The thought of that gem making you ‘mean’ sounds kind of appealing, though. But you’ve got a problem to address before you even consider either choice.
You look forward, through the cage walls, to the farm door outside. Either Koishi’s bluffing or someone installed a secret passage into your head. On one side of the closed door stands Kagerou, baring long fangs in her grin. Across from her stands Kosuzu, face impassive, red wisps floating around her. Numerous faces with feminine bodies and strange appendages float nearby, including Wriggle, Kogasa, Aya, and even Shizuha. All leering at you.
You swallow. It’s only a few paces between the cage and the door, but you command neither the speed nor strength to break through that. And yet you plant one foot behind you.
Koishi clears her throat, voice wobbling. “Be careful, okay?”
You roll your shoulders. You’re screwed, but you simply can’t leave the door there.
You throw yourself forward, floating over the ground and flipping your feet forward. You thump against the bars, next to the gate. Finding no lock or other mechanism, you just grab the handle and yank, throwing the gate inward.
With your feet perched on the bars, time slows to a halt. Heartbeats pass, one by one, as every pair of eyes swivels straight to you. The farm door sits there, just a pace or two away. Kogasa’s face lights up, Kagerou’s hungry grin turns feral, and you even catch a devious glint in Kosuzu’s eyes.
You drop one foot down to smash it against the dirt and throw yourself forward, free of the cage.
Until a pair of strong, clawed hands seize your midriff and your captor buries her face in your neck, gorging her lungs in your hair. She plants her legs down and twists you to face Kosuzu, keeping herself pressed into your back.
Your hands hang down, trapped against your sides by her arms. You grunt, twisting your body as Kosuzu steps forward, eyeing one breast like a prize crop. She hefts it once, the opens her lips and presses her tongue to its underside. Slowly, she drags her tongue up, crossing your areola and rubbing your nipple before she retracts it.
Heavy wings pound the air above you, just before the moistened silk over someone’s pussy smushes into your face. A pair of toned, curvy thighs wrap around your cheeks as a pair of slender hands dig into your scalp.
Kagerou’s grip eases, giving you just enough space to yank your arms out. You grab at the thighs on your shoulders, screaming into your captor’s crotch. All you get back are Mystia’s girlish giggles. Kosuzu grabs your sides and kisses your collarbone as Kagerou steps away. You twist your shoulders in a vain attempt to knock Mystia off.
Then something yanks Kosuzu’s hands away. Mystia tumbles off your shoulders soon after. You collapse to the ground, finding Koishi’s legs wrapped around her neck.
Wasn’t she just…
Dazed, you glance around to find Kagerou, Kosuzu, and several other women laid out around you, but already stirring. Your muscles protest at even slight movements, but they’ll all be back up in seconds. Even now, Koishi struggles to keep Mystia down.
She grins at you. “Time to go, silly.”
Fighting a creaking body, you force yourself back upright. You take one last glance around to find Wriggle already halfway up. You stretch out one hand, yank the door open, and leap through.
And almost fall through oblivion once more. Using your shaky grasp of flight, you steady yourself just long enough to grab the side. Spinning around, you grip the wooden handle and, adjusting one hand, shut the door behind you.
You turn around and kick off, sailing into the dark blue expanse before you. Above you twinkles the brightest stars you’ve seen, set against the backdrop of a giant, yellow moon. Below you, you find nothing but darkened farmland, stretching as far as the eye can see. Rice, wheat, barley, assorted berries… every crop you can think of passes below you.
The nighttime calm seeps through you, easing your strained mind and body. Until you catch ominous shadows lying over an approaching rice field. Storm clouds. Clouds that would be about, well… you look ahead, a moment too late.
Dark blue mist envelops you.
You sail through shadow until it turns into a smooth but dusty wooden floor. Your feet, elbows, and knees bump and scrape against the wood as you tumble, throwing out your hands in a last-ditch effort to stabilize. You skin one palm and scratch the other, but you halt your skid, collapsing to the ground.
You lie there, resting your wounded and aching body. Looking around, you find that dark, murky shadow clings to the corners between a few towering bookshelves.
You’re back in Suzunaan. The place where…
Bare feet thump across the ground behind you. You look up to find Kagerou again, her white dress swishing as she strides toward you.
Her eyes glowing red.
You part your lips to scream, only for your voice to die as everything turns red. You gulp as the light dies down, taking a few quick, light breaths. Your throat works fine.
But your neck doesn’t move.
Kagerou flicks a finger upward. Your neck moves up, dragging your body with it. Your hands fly to it, almost clawing at your flesh as it drags you upright. Then it stops just as your heels leave the floor. Kagerou steps up to you, sighs, and slides her hands along your arms.
Squeezing your wrists, she shoves them back down, pressing them to your thighs as red light once more sears through your vision. You pull at your wrists the second it dies back down, only to find them glued to your thighs. A quick glance down confirms your fears. A red ring envelops each thigh, trapping your wrist with it.
You wiggle, sweating, as Kagerou grins. Your neck’s still trapped, your feet barely touch the floor, and you can’t even move your hands. She gives you the sort of half-lidded gaze that few can pull off, and yet, in another time, would’ve made your knees weak. She flicks your chin, then dances her fingers down your chest, her gaze sinking with them.
Flicking your slit once, she slides her fingers back up your sides. Settling her hands across your shoulders, she smiles. Then spins you around to face a small, slender woman’s bare back.
And bare ass.
The woman’s blonde hair gives you a hint to her identity, but her dour sigh wipes away all doubt. Shizuha. Your neck sinks back down. Your feet flatten back out, but it keeps going, tilting forward and jutting your ass out behind you. You grip your thighs, hoping to rebalance the weight sliding toward your neck. As your head descends, it becomes clear what she had in mind. Shizuha sighs, taking one step back, toward you. She takes another as your neck levels with her ass. You squirm again, working your jaw and straining to pull your wrists free.
Shizuha slides her hands down her ass, pulling at the cheeks to expose the hole between them. Your breathing picks up. Recent horrors swim through your head. Green hair, antennae, cruel laughter, and vindictive strikes. The ring pushes your head forward. You dig your feet into the floor until your nose stops, just short of her ass’s spread cheeks.
You take a few quick, light sips of air.
Dark thoughts continue their parade. Wriggle’s heavy ass, Mystia’s oversized tits, and even that red monster’s fleshy tentacles.
A clawed hand dances across your back. “So, just what would you do to avoid that last, little step?” Kagerou’s ass settles on your back, textured only by the lace of her panties, as she drapes her dress over your side. She rubs her fingers through your hair. “Kiss my feet? Call me your queen? Give me the gift of that cute tongue?”
Shizuha stretches, turning from side to side, her ass almost touching your cheek.
Kagerou drums her fingers on your skull.
“Would you hurt her for me? Degrade her?”
What? Shizuha’s done nothing to hurt you, you couldn’t possibly… well, you wouldn’t, right? Sure, it would be amazing to, just once, escape such abuse. But you wouldn’t go that far, right?
Kagerou idly fingers your hair as Shizuha steps away from you. Until she turns around, revealing a familiar black appendage hanging from the depths of her pussy.
A rising, hardening, tentacle cock. She stares you dead in the eyes, hands on her hips.
She takes a step back toward you, her appendage now rigid and level with your lips.
You shut your jaw.
Kagerou lays a pair of dainty, clawed hands on your shoulders and leans down.
Another flash of red. The rings constricting your neck, thighs, and wrists disappear. Kagerou hops off your back as your hands drop to the floor. Shizuha stops. In horror, you watch your own hands pad across the floor, followed by your legs. You will yourself to stop, only to keep crawling.
You stop just before her crotch. Your gut lurches as you nuzzle the tentacle with your cheek. Then your lips part to give it a kiss. A long, tender kiss. But just as you start to pull away, the shaft splits down the middle. And the other middle. The head parts into four quarters, each fleshy on the inside and filled with wiggling, writhing nubs.
You haul back, but just before you can scream, it latches onto your face. It thrusts a second, squishier shaft down your throat. The new shaft pushes deep down, ripping a heaving gag from your lips as it ejects some foul fluid. Then it just pulls back, popping free of your lips and disappearing behind Shizuha’s bare slit.
You fall on your face, clutching your churning stomach. A pair of strong hands cup your breasts, claws sinking inside to haul you back up. Once Kagerou’s bust presses once more against your back, she starts to hum, rubbing your abused flesh. Then she squeezes.
You shut your eyes tight as Kagerou sinks her claws deeper into your flesh. A tongue slides up your navel. Shaking, you open your eyes as it pulls back. Shizuha gives an apologetic grunt as she leans back in to drag her tongue up. She slips her tongue between Kagerou’s fingers, licking the blood from your breasts.
The pain in your stomach ebbs, even as Kagerou yanks at your breasts. She stretches them away, then smashes them together. Your chest burns and aches. Shizuha pulls back. You open your mouth, only for her to grip your cheeks and smother her lips across yours.
Kagerou lets go, even as Shizuha sucks the air straight from your lungs. In a second, your chest burns worse than it ever did before. You claw at Shizuha’s scalp, straining just to grab her, as your lungs struggle to inflate.
Slam! Kagerou’s clawed hand crashes against your ass, raking the skin. You jerk, bumping into Shizuha’s slender frame. Kagerou’s claws slam against your ass again, drawing blood. Your chest screams in agony even as Kagerou rakes her claws again, this time across your back.
Then, just as it hits a fever pitch, both parties pull away. With no strength left in your body and nothing holding you up, you teeter back, sagging.
Then Kagerou’s foot slams into your back, throwing you to the ground. You tumble back to the floor, barely even caring about the new aches and pains the floor forces into your joints and battered chest. You lie on your side, coughing and choking until a little air seeps back into your lungs.
A smooth, clean foot steps into view as its counterpart settles down behind your resting head. A shin and thigh press together as someone squats over you, her ass hovering just above your chin. Something wet and sticky drips onto your cheek. Another drip, then another.
A clawed foot pokes your belly. Then steps on your belly. Then pushes you onto your back. As your head rolls up, you find Shizuha’s pussy oozing onto your lips. She gives you a dead stare.
Then reaches down and plugs your nose.
It takes only a moment for your tired lungs to force your mouth open. The oozing turns into a deluge of pussy juice cascading down your throat. The foot leaves your stomach.
You choke and sputter, just as something throws Shizuha back off you. You turn back to your side, coughing and spitting out Shizuha’s fluids.
“You are mine, Honda.” Says a voice you’ve never heard before. High, imperious, and with just a hint of unnatural echo. You look up to find Kagerou gone. In her place is someone you’ve never seen before. Long and flowing, but wispy black hair. A simple red dress with large, white sleeves, both fading into mist near the edges. You’ve no idea if she even has feet. And a thick, red horn jutting from her forehead.
As red as her eyes still are, they no longer glow. You haul yourself up, barely staying upright on your weak feet. Still wheezing, you take a trembling step backward. She floats toward you. You take another shivering step, almost tripping.
Then a hand grabs your wrist and hauls you backward. In seconds, the bookstore fades to nothing, taking the horned demon with it. Everything dissolves back to blue, then to the farmland sky. The cloud fades into the distance.
“Not sure what your brilliant plan was, but you can’t just float around here all willy-nilly like that, girl.”
You barely manage to turn yourself enough to see your new companion. You find a black and white puffball dress and a matching sleeping cap. All worn by a curvy, slightly bored-looking woman with what might be a tail. Ending in another puffball.
“Where am I?”
“Where are ya- you serious?” She looks you up and down, then blushes. “Well, there’re weirder things going on here than just that.”
Even after everything, you can’t help but match her blush. You throw an arm across your nipples, and a hand over your crotch, but you doubt it means much at this point. You need to rest.
“I just, look, it’s a long story.” You look away. “I never wanted to look like this.”
“Mhmm. So, what’re you doing out and about in the open dream world, huh?”
Dream world. That’s where the connection goes. “I… found something where it didn’t belong.” She opens her mouth, but you continue. “What was that cloud? What just happened?”
She shrugs. “A nightmare. Common occurrence around these parts.” She slides a sly glance your way. “Especially around people who’re having a hard time.”
Then you need to get out of here. “You seem to know this place pretty well.”
She lets out a sigh of feigned longsuffering. “’Course I would, I gotta get my food somewhere.”
“Dreams. Speakin’ of which, what kind do you want?” Her tail swishes back and forth.
Dream eater. One of those youkai you know little about. Wait, has she seen into any of yours? You float back, just slightly.
She cocks her head, scrunching her brow. Then a smug grin breaks across her face. “Oh… You been dreaming something naughty?”
What? No! Well, not voluntarily. “You’ve never… peeked into any of my dreams, have you?”
She pokes her forehead, focusing for a second, then sends a sinister grin your way. “How badly do you want to know?”
You shiver. “Not badly enough.” You can tell by that smile, whatever she wants isn’t worth it.
She stares straight into your eyes just before her gaze wanders down. Then she jerks back up, giving a polite cough. “Guess I ain’t telling then. Maybe later.” She glides toward you.
You glide back.
She chuckles. “Well now, I’m not going to bite.”
You eye her.
The sky warps to gray, then back.
“Besides, it looks like you’re about to wake up.”
You glance to her. The sky shifts again. The door’s still there, but anyone you tell about it could abuse that knowledge to do who-knows-what. On the other hand, the thought of those nightmares bothers you. And what the hell was with that horned woman at the end?
You’ve no idea if she’ll listen to any request you make, but it’s not like you’ve got anything to lose by asking.
[X] Ask her to protect your dreams. You need your sanity.
[X] Ask her to clean up that door. Fingers crossed, but you can’t just leave it there.
[X] Ask about the nightmare. Could be nothing. Could be a lead on someone important.
Also, I'm reworking my writing process to minimize major delays. But in the event that it happens again, would you prefer I continue noting them as I have, that I sage such posts, or remain quiet altogether?