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A Twist in the Myth
By : Dunkelgelb
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Chapter List
- 42
- 43
- 44
A Twist in the Myth
Chapter 43: See No Evil – pt. 4

Chapter summary: Acting on Naraku’s orders and her own desires, Kagura begins her sexual relationship with Kohaku by pleasing him with her mouth, and had he not been physically restrained, he still would have been powerless to deny her. Naraku then ‘enhances’ Kohaku’s body to a state befitting the tastes and needs of a high-class demoness such as his sexy Wind Witch, leading to a much more energetic, and much messier round of female-on-male oral sex between them. Meanwhile, Magatsuhi succumbs to the sexual energy churning in Naraku’s bedroom, then forces herself on Kikyo, learning a very painful and otherwise fatal lesson.
Sex scenes: Naraku/Kohaku/Kagura (semi-NC/dubcon), Magatsuhi/Kikyo (NC)

CONTENT WARNING: The Naraku/Kohaku/Kagura scene is non-consensual or at least dubiously consensual. Naraku acquires Kagura’s and Kohaku’s consent for the sex acts he subjects them by infusing an aphrodisiac into them, effectively drugging to make them receptive to his dark whims. Similar to Sayaka-on-Byakuya in the second half of Chapter 41, Naraku ‘enhances’ certain parts of Kohaku’s body to obscene dimensions, and Kagura performs oral sex on him before, then both oral sex and ‘paizuri’ on him after. Full-blown yaoi between Naraku and Kohaku and brief, non-consensual, possibly *necrophiliac?* yuri between Magatsuhi and Kikyo, during which Kikyo gets bloody, gory revenge.
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(Cont. from pt. 3)
            Kohaku moaned sweetly into Kagura’s mouth, clenching and unclenching his rear to meet the playful, pre-coital thrusts of her hips, and Naraku moved beside them to caress their almost-mating bodies. “Both of you are so beautiful on your own, and together, your beauty is only greater,” he said with escalating excitement in his voice. “Now, Kagura. Service him.”
(Soundtrack: Bruce Dickinson – Accident of Birth)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=weMWG__HFBU
            Kagura pulled her lips from Kohaku’s, then kissed her way across his cheek and down the column of his neck, leading him to tilt his head back to expose it to her. She nipped at the hollow of his collarbone before proceeding down his smooth, hairless, muscle-filled chest and abdomen, sinking to her knees in front of him to level her face with the loincloth-covered area between his thighs. She got herself comfortable on the floor below him by rocking back onto the balls of her feet and spreading her thighs wide, then she clasped his hips in her hands, smoothing her palms down his thighs, then back up slowly to worship his gorgeous, battle-trained and tested body.
            Then, Kagura took the ties on the thin linen strips that held Kohaku’s loincloth in place between her fingertips and pulled outward gently, untying them. The loincloth fell away at last, landing on the flesh-covered floor between taijiya warrior’s feet, and the sexy, sex-driven wind witch smiled as she was greeted with a lovely set of cock and balls about as large and impressive as a human male could naturally be endowed with. Freed from the suppression of his loincloth, his cock was profoundly erect for her, lifting gently to point upward parallel to his body, and his balls were pulled taut to his body in their smooth, hairless sac.
            For Kagura, Kohaku’s scent was clean, healthy, and deliciously masculine, and she breathed it deeply, greedily. It was perhaps an even better aphrodisiac than that which Naraku had been using on her, telling her body that it was so close to getting what it needed. She wrapped a hand around Kohaku’s cock and began to stroke it slowly, enjoying the way he rotated his hips into her touch, closing his eyes and blushing innocently, but definitely accepting the pleasure she offered him. Soon, transparent aromatic pre-cum began spilling out of him, and she opened her mouth to extend her silky pink tongue, licking his reproductive fluid away to taste it.
            Naraku stepped around Kohaku and moved to stand directly behind him on his bed, taking the taijiya’s bare, male hips in his large hands. Stepping closer and embracing his attraction to Kohaku, a fellow male, the evil oni lord pressed his hips to the taijiya warrior’s now-bare rear to let him feel his huge demon cock grinding between his rear’s muscular cheeks, covering his back with his chest. Then, he tilted his sable-maned head to one side, bending it down to kiss and nuzzle along the muscle-filled junction between Kohaku’s neck and shoulder, tasting his hot skin. Kohaku tensed up at Naraku’s touch briefly, then forced himself to relax, choosing to let the oni lord have his way, if only because there wasn’t another choice, at least one that wouldn’t result in pain or death.
            At the same time, Kagura took the head of Kohaku’s cock past her pouting ruby lips and greeted it with her tongue, then drank his pulsing cockshaft down her throat until her nose brushed the tidy thatch of clean, dark brown hair at his base. She could handle his length easily – for the moment, before Naraku ‘enhanced’ him. She began an easy oral coital rhythm with him, pumping her lips over the length of him with deep, slow thrusts of her ebony-haired head. Keeping herself steady with one hand on his hip, she lay her other hand on her flat stomach and slipped it downward to cup and tease her pussy between her thighs, masturbating leisurely to keep herself stimulated as she built her taijiya lover’s pleasure.
            “Doesn’t this feel good, Kohaku?” Naraku asked with a sinister sexual tone, gripping the taijiya’s hips and pumping his huge cock between the cheeks of the younger male’s sweet ass. “A beauty like Kagura using her mouth on you, and you unable to do anything but enjoy it?”
            Kohaku couldn’t lie, either to Naraku or to himself. He supposed it was a testament to the strength of the demon’s aphrodisiac in his blood, as well as his longstanding desire for Kagura. “Y-yes,” he panted, feeling climax approaching quickly. Kagura’s mouth and throat felt incredible on him, but he also couldn’t deny the forbidden excitement he took from the heat and hardness of Naraku’s big, powerful demon body rubbing against him from behind. He supposed it was only natural. He was so intensely attracted to Kagura and increasingly in love with her, and some of that attraction seemed to extend to the inhumanly beautiful creature that she was spawned from. “Naraku, it’s so good.”
            Naraku could sense Kohaku’s private sexual thoughts and reached up to release the taijiya’s thick, dark brown hair from the knot he kept it bound up in, helping it to flow down over his back and shoulders, as Kagura had done with her own hair. He pressed his nose into that silky brown mass and breathed deeply of the scent he found there, then his cock jerked reflexively between his thighs, against Kohaku’s ass. “Do I feel good for you?” he asked further, wanting to hear the answer aloud instead of just see it in Kohaku’s mind.
            Incredibly, all of the hatred that Kohaku had harbored for Naraku over the years seemed to flow out of his soul. The demon had taken his family from him, destroying it, and turned him into a living weapon to use against his own sister, among others. He’d made him serve his dark will alongside Kagura, one of his other living weapons. And then, as he was beginning to fall in love with Kagura, just as he was becoming a man, Naraku murdered her. Now, Kagura, at least, was alive again, and he could finally express the love for her that had been building up in him in her absence. With all that love in his soul, there simply wasn’t room for anything else, and the aphrodisiac that controlled his brain chemistry right then made it so easy to forget about everything except pleasure.
            “Yes,” Kohaku answered to Naraku emphatically, honestly. “You do, in fact, feel good for me. I feel…how big you are. Are you going to be putting that thing of yours in me?”
            “Oh, yes,” Naraku confirmed with a whisper to one of Kohaku’s ears, pressing a kiss to the skin-covered ridge of cranial bone behind it – a promise. “I will enjoy your body to the fullest. I will feel you on the outside, and in. But first, your last orgasm…as an ordinary man.”
            Kagura increased the pace of her fellating thrusts on Kohaku’s cock, gazing up along the well-muscled ridges of his abdomen and chest to make steady, intentional eye contact with him. His chest heaved with his quick, shallow breathing, his heart racing within it, then he gasped and cried out, screwing his eyes shut and tossing his head back onto Naraku’s broad shoulder as Kagura took him over the edge. His balls clenched, his cock swelled and pulsed, and thick, white semen shot from the oozing slit at the end of his cock, the hot jets of creamy human seed flowing along Kagura’s tongue and spilling down her throat for her to swallow.
            Naraku cupped Kohaku’s tight rear between their bodies and encouraged him to pump and thrust down Kagura’s throat as he came. Kagura met Kohaku’s increased forcefulness with quicker, more aggressive strokes of her lips around his cock, resulting in more powerful cumshots from him that she could feel pumping against the back of her throat. Right then, his virility was ‘only’ human, so his ejaculations ebbed quickly after reaching that new height of their explosive power.
            Kagura pulled her mouth off Kohaku slowly, sucking up every last drop of cum he produced for her and licking him clean. “Very good, Kagura,” Naraku approved to his beautiful, enthusiastic cocksucker of a wind witch and gesturing for her to pull back. She obeyed and moved to sit fully nude in elegant, upright Japanese fashion on the flesh-covered floor, looking up at Kohaku and waiting patiently as he recovered from the climax she gave him.
            “Now, you’re ready for my gift,” Naraku hissed to Kohaku’s ear, reaching around to the taijiya’s front to take hold of his softening cock and stroke gently to reverse the softening, gradually bringing him back to full erection. When he felt Kohaku was hard enough, Naraku unwrapped his index finger from around the taijiya’s cock and flexed his vile shouki within him. His extended index finger turned inky glossy black and grew longer than the others, turning into a narrow, whip-like, reed-like appendage whose tip lashed around, looking for an orifice to penetrate.
            Kohaku lifted his head from Naraku’s shoulder and looked down at his cock just in time to see the tip of the oni lord’s transformed finger aligning with his cum-weeping urethra, carefully pressing inside. “Naraku! What…what are you…?”
            Naraku silenced Kohaku by taking his other hand and clamping it over the taijiya’s mouth, sneering to his ear. “Hold very still. This is going to feel a little odd to you…”
            Kohaku whimpered helplessly into Naraku’s palm as the oni lord’s finger-tendril slid into his cock and began to work its way into him. His urethra was still full of semen and seminal fluid following the climax Kagura had sucked him to, which provided good lubrication for Naraku’s transformed finger to make the penetration easy and thankfully painless. Feeling no pain as he had expected, Kohaku began to relax a bit, then Naraku released his palm from over his mouth to let him breathe unobstructed again.
            Soon, the tip of Naraku’s finger-tendril reached the innermost flesh that defined Kohaku as a man, tiny hair-like roots branching off from it and harmlessly bonding with and penetrating the taijiya’s every reproductive organ and tissue. Nothing was inaccessible to the oni lord’s horrifying touch, and he gradually expanded his reach inside Kohaku’s body in include the full length of his urethra, his seminal glands and ducts, every entry and exit of his prostate, and the very cores of his testes. Through a very narrow internal tube in his finger-tendril, he began pumping his creamy black demonic essence deep into Kohaku, infusing its insidious liquid warmth into all the precious flesh he now had access to, then slowly, but surely, the taijiya’s cock and balls began to change.
(Soundtrack: Bruce Dickinson – Mars Within/Abduction)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fV8uQW2iHhA
            Kagura watched intently as Kohaku’s balls grew visibly larger and heavier in their protective sac, descending between his thighs a bit by their increasing weight. Then, his cock began to lengthen and thicken, its dimensions advancing gradually, yet inexorably with every rapid beat of his heart. With every forceful pump of Naraku’s juice within him, his potential to fill the wind witch increased, both in terms of his raw physical size, and the volume of the ejaculations he could unleash inside her. Kagura felt the heat and wetness between her thighs begin to increase…
            The length of Kohaku’s cock had begun at around 6-7 inches, and in a few moments, it had reached nine, verging on ten. Kagura found herself licking her lips in anticipation at the sight of him, and he was still getting bigger. Then, Kohaku felt a wave of sudden dizziness overcome him, his vision blurring and becoming color-deprived as his brain tried to shut down inside his head. He gave up a weak, slurred moan of protest – his enlarging cock was soaking up so much blood that his brain could no longer function as normal.
            “Naraku!” Kagura shouted, rising onto a knee as if to spring forward and intervene. If what Naraku was doing to Kohaku was actually dangerous to his life, then that intervention would have to begin with her extracting Naraku’s ‘finger’ from Kohaku’s body as quickly and carefully as possible. “Something’s wrong.”
            “Yes, there is,” Naraku agreed. “Kohaku’s body is human, and not sufficient to support a demon’s cock. Some adjustments are needed…” Keeping his right hand wrapped around Kohaku’s yet-enlarging cock, the oni lord took his left hand and cupped it around the taijiya’s solid left pectoral, directly over his heart as it struggled to cope with the ongoing changes to his circulatory system. He channeled his shouki into his hand, splayed out his fingers into an aggressive clawing posture, then his hand submerged into Kohaku’s chest in a way Kagura recognized immediately.
            Some measure of adrenaline-fueled consciousness returned to Kohaku as he felt Naraku’s hand enter his chest and take hold of his heart inside him, and his heart quickened to a new, fearful pace, hammering in the oni lord’s grip. “Now you really need to hold still,” Naraku warned as he transformed all five of his left hand’s fingertips in the same way he had transformed the index finger of his right, then plunged them into Kohaku’s heart, like daggers meant to end his life. The taijiya cried out from the pain coming from deep inside his chest, but his heart kept beating and his life continued. Then, once Naraku was certain he hadn’t caused any internal bleeding and wasn’t about to provoke a heart attack in him, he began pumping his demonic essence directly into his bloodstream.
            At the same time, the tendrils of demon flesh holding Kohaku by his wrists and ankles lengthened greatly, so that they had several spare inches writhing around. Their tips sharpened to needle points, then they located the largest blood vessels in Kohaku’s wrists and ankles and carefully pierced his skin to enter them. He winced, but very deliberately kept himself from jerking in any direction, with his heart beating precariously in Naraku’s hand at that very moment. Naraku’s demonic essence began to flow from them so that regarding his act of enhancing Kohaku’s circulation, for the purpose of sustaining his massive new cock at full erection, the oni lord took an inside-out and outside-in approach simultaneously.
            Once the concentration of demon essence in Kohaku’s blood reached a sufficient level, Naraku used the power of the Shikon jewel to communicate with every molecule of blood in the taijiya’s body, from the outermost capillary to his very bone marrow, where his blood cells were initially produced. Kohaku’s blood began to glow inside him, illuminating every blood vessel under his skin and even in the white sclera of his eyes as trails of searing magenta light. Then, the brown irises of his wide, frightened eyes glowed the same color as a further visual indicator of Naraku’s complete domination of his body.
            Kohaku opened his mouth to cry out and the only sound that could leave his lips was a corrupted, modulated version of his own voice, as if part of his soul had been temporarily sucked into Naraku’s. His glowing veins pulsated beneath his skin with the evil demonic heartbeat beginning to pulsate within him: pump-pump, pump-pump, pump-PUMP, PUMP-PUMP! Caged inside Naraku’s fingers, his heart was as a burning, living jewel in his chest for Kagura to see – she could see it beating inside him – and her own heart called out to his with a savage, sexual rhythm of its own. Naraku was turning Kohaku not only into her lover or the father of her child, but her mate, the kind of well-endowed, sexually-inexhaustible mate a demoness like her deserved to have in her bed.
            The ten-inch cock between Kohaku’s thighs jerked and glowed with every pulse of Shikon-charged blood his heart pumped through it, then its enlargement proceeded. With Naraku’s dark blessing screaming in his veins, he now had all the power needed to grow it to the size the oni lord desired. Ten inches became eleven, then twelve, then thirteen, finally ending at nearly goddamn FOURTEEN INCHES, a close match in length, girth, and weight for the sexual weapon Naraku carried on himself. Kagura’s ruby eyes went wide and God help her, her mouth salivated and her pussy wept a different sort of fluid at the sight of it. Settling back down onto both knees again, she spread her knees apart and consoled herself through masturbation, massaging a large, perfect breast with one hand, cupping her pussy and penetrating herself with the middle two fingers of the other.
            Greatly satisfied with Kagura’s reaction, Naraku discontinued the flow of both his biological essence and the energy of the Shikon jewel into Kohaku’s body, then withdrew his fingers from the taijiya’s heart, his hand from his chest entirely, and finally, the index finger of his right hand from inside his now demon-sized cock. The tendrils of demon flesh in his wrists and ankles extracted themselves as well, with only tiny droplets of blood following them out. The magenta glow in Kohaku’s bloodstream subsided and faded away, as if his blood vessels were filled with molten iron, rapidly cooling. Perspiration glistened all over his muscle-filled skin and his chest heaved as he caught his breath, then when Naraku unwrapped his right hand from around his cock and released it, the enormous phallic organ rose majestically against gravity, buoyed easily by the steady pump-pump, pump-pump of his calming heartbeat.
            “Oh, fuck, yes,” Magatsuhi yowled, roving her beady red eyes over Kohaku’s visibly-pulsing maleness. “I have got to get a cuntful of that.” She shed any last modicum of decency she might have had and slipped out of Naraku’s haori to bare herself completely. Then, needing an outlet for her sexual tension, she wound up a hand in Kikyo’s thick, silky black hair as the miko sat on the floor in front of her, then began to gently, yet very lasciviously, fuck the back of her head.
            Kikyo jerked and snarled in indignation, or snarled as much as her typically-soft voice would allow, then turned her head from side to side to try and get her hair out of Magatsuhi’s grip. Nevertheless, Magatsuhi’s fingers were as steel and her hold was absolute. “Oh, get over yourself,” Magatsuhi chided to her. “I need something to fuck right now, and you’re it. It’s not like you can feel it, am I right? What’s better, you actually do…nnngh, feel pretty good for me.”
            “Magatsuhi,” Naraku warned. “Mind yourself. Kikyo is not for you.”
            “Then hurry up and let me have a turn with Kohaku,” Magatsuhi shot back. “Your ‘gift’ to him is just oozing for a good home, right now, and I’ve got just the place.”
            “Kohaku is not for you, either,” Naraku countered. “He is for Kagura, and myself, alone. If it’s a fucking your cunt desires, it will get one from me, before this night is through, and it will be one it won’t soon forget. Before that, though, Kagura – Kohaku is transformed for you.” He wrapped his hand around Kohaku’s cock again, stroking its impressive, girthy, palpably-pulsating length and provoking a droplet of pure, creamy white cum to flow from the slit at his end. His enhanced balls, so big and heavy between his thighs now, were overflowing with their seed. “Reintroduce yourself to him, and feel, and taste, the desire he bears for you.”
            Lowering herself onto her hands as well as her knees, Kagura crawled forward, across the flesh-covered bedroom floor toward Kohaku with an attention-getting puff to her breasts and a seductive sway in her hips and rear for him to see. His hips surged involuntarily by the new, semi-demonic desire coursing through him, jutting his beautiful new monster cock into Naraku’s fist, and the oni lord responded by gripping him more tightly, causing his cock to swell ever-larger and grow visibly darker with the huge amounts of blood concentrating into it. Once she was in place between Kohaku’s knees, Kagura reached up with both hands to touch his cock gingerly, experimentally, then Naraku removed his hand from it to let her have full control of it.
            Kagura awed at the size, heat, and hardness of Kohaku’s cock, as well as the subtle pump of each heartbeat she could feel coursing through it. She almost came from the mere thought of having that sensation inside her, thudding against her vaginal muscles and the mouth of her womb. She explored every ridge and vein of his new size and shape with the genuine enthusiasm of a woman pleasing a man she both desired and loved. His was no longer a cock to merely suck or stroke, but one to worship. Embracing the timeless sexual spell it cast over her, she closed her blood-red eyes and pressed her face to it, rubbing one pale cheek up and down the magnificent length of it, then the other, to get its delicious scent all over her. Then, she parted her glossy ruby lips and extended her tongue to give the underside of it a long, emphatic lick, beginning at the thick, big-balled base and slowly trailing her way up to the bulbous, crown-like head.
            As Kagura slowly revealed the scope of her oral talents to him, Kohaku felt Naraku trembling against him, from behind. “Clearly, Kagura needs you,” the oni lord observed to him, wrapping his powerful arms around his midsection to embrace him and undulate against him, and also to remind him of the sheer size of his own erection. “As do I. I cannot wait any longer. I must have you now.”
            Naraku unwrapped his arms from around Kohaku and reached over to one of his bed’s flesh-covered bedposts, which Kohaku was lashed to by hand and foot. The cherry-red demon flesh on the post secreted aphrodisiac-charged lubricant in copious quantities and Naraku slathered his hand through the stuff until his long, thick fingers were glistening and dripping. Placing his dry hand on Kohaku’s hip to steady him, he pulled back a bit and reached down between his body and the taijiya’s to begin working his lubricated fingertips between the firm, muscular cheeks of his rear, seeking out the clean, untested excretory orifice they concealed.
            Kohaku gasped as Naraku’s fingers entered him, with a gentleness he appreciated. This was all rape, or close enough to it: Kagura and Byakuya had abducted him and Kikyo, then Naraku had exposed him and Kagura to his aphrodisiac to get them amenable to whatever he wanted from them. Whatever consent that he and Kagura had given to Naraku, Naraku had acquired it by dubious means. Nevertheless, he forced himself to relax under the oni lord’s exploring, penetrating touch, allowing him to considerately prepare him for the first and possibly ultimate anal experience of his life, however consensual or non-consensual it would turn out to be.
            With a steady, pleasurable lubricated rhythm, Naraku pumped and scissored his fingers inside Kohaku’s body to stretch him out and get him ready. On a few especially adventurous strokes, the oni lord felt the younger male’s enhanced prostate really pumping with excitement, excitement that his own body reciprocated. Once Kohaku had reached the level of physical readiness that would minimize his pain and maximize his pleasure, Naraku removed his fingers from him, then wrapped his still-lubricated fingers around his own throbbing demon cock and pumped it slowly, deeply to coat its full length with the warm, friction-reducing fluid.
            Naraku felt his fast, powerful heartbeat pumping through his cock, and his cock swelled in his fist to reach its ultimate size and hardness in these last moments before he sealed the deal with Kohaku. Releasing his cock, he placed both hands on the firm, muscular cheeks of the handsome taijiya’s rear, then spread them as far apart as the grip of his thumbs would allow. This left his clean pink, quivering male asshole totally exposed, and Naraku eagerly pressed the head of his cock to it, holding it there to let Kohaku feel him about to enter and come to terms with the reality that he was about to be the his latest sexual conquest.
            At the same time, Kagura noticed the lubricant oozing from the flesh that covered the bedpost nearest her. Keeping Kohaku’s long, thick cock steady with her left hand, she reached over with her right and smeared a single fingertip through the secretions of the flesh-covered bedpost, the sniffed it experimentally. To her, it smelled like concentrated male pheromones, then she opened her mouth to take a cautious taste with her tongue, instantly feeling a new wave of sexual heat shoot through her. Growing deviously thoughtful, she smeared her entire hand through the stuff, plastering her palm and the inner curves of her fingers with it, then wrapped that lubricant-soaked hand around Kohaku’s cock, fisting it to coat it generously with Naraku’s delicious and stimulating transparent cream.
            Kohaku panted and trembled in the hold of Naraku’s flesh tendrils, his heart galloping within him and his hands and feet clenching into tight fists. With Naraku behind him, waiting at his ass, and Kagura on her knees in front of him, playing with him and working him up, he was about to be serviced and/or used by two extremely powerful youkai at once. As a demon slayer, two very high-class examples of his natural enemy were making themselves into the greatest lovers of his life.
            Blushing furiously but working without missing a beat, Kagura gripped Kohaku’s glistening cock with her right hand and repeated the act of lubrication with her left hand, on the opposite bed post. Then, both of her hands were on him, his length so great that she could move both of her fists over him as one. He moaned for her, once more rotating his hips into her touch to let her know how much he was enjoying her, then she moved her left hand to cup his big balls between his thighs, lubricating their smooth, taut and hairless sac so that the awesome male orbs inside rolled pleasurably in her palm.
            At last, Kagura gently aimed Kohaku’s cock down to her ruby lips and licked away the hot semen that flowed from him, drop by drop. She kissed the thin slit of his urethra as she would kiss his mouth, soothing that recently-violated orifice of his with playful circles of the tip of her tongue. Then, she bounced herself off her knees and took up a high squat on the balls of her feet, his pussy throbbing and creaming between her open thighs as she opened her mouth more widely and took Kohaku’s huge, pulsating cockhead past her lips, down her throat.
            Naraku and Kohaku watched together, captivated and breathing hot and husky as Kagura drank inch after inch of enormous, well-lubricated enhanced taijiya cockshaft down her throat. Once again, her lack of a significant gag reflex made even this extreme act of oral sex easy and painless for her. Her throat distended visibly in her neck and her larynx recoiled with soft, feminine gulps as she swallowed emphatically to help the prodigious male organ along, feeling it nudging past her gullet, down her esophagus, reaching into her very chest cavity. When her nose again met the thatch of clean, wiry brown hair at his base, Kohaku could feel her heart beating right next to his cock’s throat-clogging crown.
            With Kohaku’s cock fully sheathed in Kagura’s willing mouth and throat, Naraku made his move. He pressed his cock at the taijiya’s asshole more forcefully and insistently, and the tight ring of excretory muscle graciously receded outward to accept him. The rim of Naraku’s cockhead disappeared into Kohaku’s ass with a richly-lubricated pop, then the mightily-endowed oni lord could feel the thick, scorching-hot muscles beyond grasping at him, encouraging him deeper. Groaning out, he advanced his hips against Kohaku’s rear and inch after inch of his cock slid inside, until the taijiya’s rear touched, then compressed against his hipbone on either side of him, his big balls wedged tight between their bodies.
            Kohaku used his mental and physical discipline as a highly-trained warrior to cope with the sensations screaming through him, those of the walls of Kagura’s throat constricting and rippling around his suddenly enormous cock, and of Naraku’s equal-or-larger cock sunk deep in his ass. He felt the oni lord’s heart beating inside him, and a strange, pleasured clarity overcame him as his own heart somehow changed its pace to match. He needed every bit of focus and discipline he could muster, because right then, Naraku and Kagura began to move.
            Naturally attuned to each other by their dark bond as creator and creation, Naraku and Kagura moved together, with the former backing his monster cock out of Kohaku’s ass by a single inch, and the latter backing her mouth off Kohaku’s comparable monster cock by the same distance. Naraku sank himself back into Kohaku with a growl of demonic pleasure, Kagura drank Kohaku back down into her with a cock-muffled moan of her own, then Naraku and Kagura each pulled away from the sex-addled taijiya between them by two inches before surging back in. Inch by inch, they built the depth of their anal and oral fuck-strokes until Naraku was gliding the full length of his massive cock in and out of Kohaku’s ass, with Kagura expertly pumping her lips along the full length of the taijiya’s equally-massive organ.
            With each stroke out that Naraku and Kagura made on Kohaku, close to thirty inches of hard, throbbing male cockshaft came unsheathed at once, with Kohaku’s ass and Kagura’s throat emptying out. Then, with each stroke in, those almost-thirty inches were re-sheathed, and Kohaku’s ass and Kagura’s throat filled up with their meaty girth. At that moment, Kohaku was utterly lost to his demonic lovers, his brain drowning in the pleasure they poured into him, and he gave voice to that pleasure with breathless male moans and cries. “Naraku, Kagura…yes, yes! Oh! AHH!!”
(Soundtrack: Death – Story to Tell)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LN_Yeob_9Q
            Watching Naraku and Kagura pumping deeply into/onto Kohaku, Magatsuhi thrust her pussy against Kikyo’s head in rising sexual frustration, no longer wishing to have Kohaku’s beautiful super-cock in her, but to be him instead, fucked from both ends by the darkly-gorgeous male/female pair of Naraku and Kagura. As Naraku wasn’t able to wait to drill Kohaku, she couldn’t wait any longer to relieve her own desires, so she knelt behind Kikyo, then pulled her sharply to one side so that she fell onto her back on the flesh-covered floor. She pounced on the armless undead miko, tearing open her sleeveless white haori to bare the supple female body beneath.
            “Get off me, demon,” Kikyo hissed, her eyes’ enraged expression inferable by the sharp contortion of her brow behind her blindfold’s thin, yet opaque white cloth.
            “Oh, I’m going to get off, all right,” Magatsuhi taunted, stripping Kikyo’s flowing red hakama off her hips, then down her long, slim legs and off her feet. She destroyed the miko’s loincloth and chest wrap to leave her mostly nude, except for her ripped-open haori, then her local control of the demon flesh covering the floor glued Kikyo in place to keep her from moving to escape. “You know the tale of Midoriko – you must. She’s real, and her spirit is trapped inside the Shikon jewel, right now. Most of me joins her there. In my centuries-long struggle with her, I’ve longed to pin her down and have her, but in there, I’ve never had the sort of body suited to sex. Out here, I do, and now, my beautiful miko bitch, I’m going to use it on YOU!”
            Magatsuhi forcibly spread one of Kikyo’s thighs away from the other and plunged her hips deep between them to grind the subtly-bulged mounds of their pussies together. There was no penetration between them, but there was at least a delicious grind of flesh on flesh. Moaning and arching her back from the stimulation, Magatsuhi found that there was give and play to the matter that constituted Kikyo’s body, almost like a real woman’s flesh. Apparently, her body was more than the sum of the clay and grave soil it had been made from, and for Magatsuhi, the relative coolness of it was like loving one dead, a dark pleasure for her twisted mind.
            Nipping at Kohaku’s shoulder as he pounded the taijiya’s perfect ass, Naraku opened an eye to observe Magatsuhi forcing herself on Kikyo, annoyed that Magatsuhi had ignored his directive, but deciding not to intervene. Doing so would have interrupted his fun with Kohaku, and he was curious as to what means Kikyo might have to retaliate. He’d warned Magatsuhi once already, so whatever happened to her in the coming minutes was her problem. Therefore, he did nothing except glance over now and then as he and Kagura built Kohaku up to the climax of a lifetime, the first of many.
            Magatsuhi was as a rutting beast on Kikyo, carelessly slamming her hips down into to the miko’s. “Yeah!” she laughed, arching her back and tossing her head rearward to throw her silky, pale lavender hair about. “You’re starting to warm up a little, but I guess you don’t feel any of this, do you?”
            Kikyo was silent and seething as Magatsuhi violated her. Indeed, she felt nothing, but the indignation of it all fueled her rage anyway. Her lips curled downward to bare her teeth in a silent sneer, and the fact that her eyes were yet-blindfolded seemed to give the posture of her lips new emphasis. “God, you’re beautiful when angry,” Magatsuhi praised to her un-ironically, then paused her thrusts briefly to bend her head down and take her lips by force.
            And in doing so, gave Kikyo the opening she needed.
            Kikyo seized this opening by using the physical connection between her lips and Magatsuhi’s as the route for which her reiki to enter the female youkai’s body and take control. Magatsuhi’s eyes snapped open when she felt something was wrong, all too late. Kikyo’s reiki seeped into her body through her lips, osmosed into her demonic blood, then coursed through her veins by her rapid, sexually-excited heartbeat to seep into every organ and tissue it touched. As Kohaku’s eyes had glowed magenta by Naraku’s act of taking control of his body, Magatsuhi’s glowed the bright, almost electric blue of a miko’s reiki, and Kikyo’s eyes glowed through her blindfold with the same color to confirm to Magatsuhi that right then, the beautiful, armless, nonetheless deadly miko had eyes for her and her alone.
            BUMP…BUMP. Magatsuhi’s demonic heart gave a very hard, very alarmed beat in her chest, then its beat began to accelerate. Whereas Kikyo had tried to kill Byakuya by merely stopping his heart, then having enough respect for him and a lack of enmity with him to stay with him through his final, suffocating moments, she chose a much more painful, much messier demise for Magatsuhi. She increased the pace of the foul female demon’s heartbeat slowly, but steadily, like turning the itomaki tuning rods on the guitar-like shamisen instrument. Here, Magatsuhi’s very life was as the strings on that instrument, their tension rising, rising, about to snap.
            For his own part, Naraku merely smiled and watched, using the unfolding horror to accentuate the pleasure of Kohaku’s tight ass sucking at his cock. Meanwhile, Kagura’s full attention was occupied by Kohaku’s cock as it occupied her mouth and throat, and she took no notice of Kikyo or Magatsuhi.
            Magatsuhi soon found the strength to rip her lips off Kikyo’s and pry their bodies apart, but an invisible connection between them remained. With Magatsuhi’s loss of concentration, the hold of the cherry-red demon flesh holding Kikyo to the bedroom floor faltered, and the armless, nearly-undressed miko sat up with a thrust-like boost from her reiki, then stood up as Magatsuhi stumbled backward from her, collapsing into one of the bedroom’s corners. With a lethal, victorious sway in her hips, Kikyo walked over to loom over the late Yura’s demon-possessed clone, her blindfolded eyes as glowing daggers, then swiftly finished her off.
            The glow of Kikyo’s eyes behind her blindfold intensified and Magatsuhi felt her heart quicken, quicken, quicken, slamming in her heaving chest. Bump-bump, bump-BUMP, BUMP-BUMP, BUMP-BUMP!! Her blood pressure increased to the point that her veins bulged visibly beneath her skin, especially in the thin, white column of her neck, then she thrashed and clawed desperately at her chest, as if trying to dig out the knot of agonizing pain burning there. Kikyo narrowed her eyes to really examine Magatsuhi in the moment of her death, then the female demon’s heart gave a final, fibrillating BUMP.
            Magatsuhi’s last ominous heartbeat was swiftly followed by a sticky, sloshing B-POP as her heart tried to beat one more time, then EXPLODED inside her chest by sheer overpressure, hammering against her lungs and brutally crushing them against her ribs from the inside. All four chambers of her heart, cycling madly on a forced overdose of Kikyo’s reiki, swelled hugely then burst in quick succession to erupt with copious amounts of hot, female demon blood, instantly painting the surrounding pericardial walls dripping red, much as Naraku’s seed might paint the walls of her womb white. Her eyes widened with an expression of unimaginable agony and she stopped breathing, her chest convulsing with her death throes as she settled down into a slumped-over position in the bedroom corner, darkness creeping over her mind. With the last convulsion of her chest, she vomited a thick dreg of blood, symbolic of the last of her physical life leaving her body, and she was dead.
            Kikyo was fully aware of that Magatsuhi had merely been possessing a host body and stood fast, waiting and watching the now-lifeless corpse before her. Magatsuhi’s spirit seeped out of Yura’s clone body by its mouth, nostrils and even the openings of its ears, coalescing as a vaporous cloud over its head. The cloud took the imposing shape of a huge, disembodied face, with two enraged, glowing red demonic eyes that glared down at Kikyo from above.
            “YOU MIKO WHORE!!” Magatsuhi raged at Kikyo in his spectral form, having lost his possession on Yura’s clone with its death.
            Kikyo sneered fearlessly to Magatsuhi. “I beg your pardon. Between the two of us, the ‘whore’ was you, Magatsuhi-san.” She added a mocking tone to the honorific that followed Magatsuhi’s name for maximum disrespect.
            Magatsuhi roared and manifested his demonic vapor into two sharp, pincer-like arms that snapped at Kikyo from her sides, and she stood fast, blocking them by projecting a spherical shell of her reiki around her body. Magatsuhi’s pincers blunted against the barrier, but the spectral demon held on and squeezed with all his psychokinetic might to try and break through. Before he could penetrate, though, the vaporous mass of him was suddenly sucked away, over Kikyo’s head. He screamed in futility and impotent rage as Naraku released one hand from Kohaku’s corresponding hip, not missing a beat into the taijiya’s ass, then conjured the Shikon jewel into it and held it out in Magatsuhi’s direction, aiming it as a weapon.
            Under Naraku’s command, the Shikon jewel absorbed Magatsuhi’s spirit like a dense cosmic object absorbing stellar gases on its way through space, then the spectral demon’s cry fell silent. Kikyo turned to regard Naraku coolly, the glow of her eyes behind her blindfold fading and her protective barrier dispelling. Weakness overcame her by the spiritual exertion of killing Magatsuhi’s physical body, followed by defense against his spectral form, and she sank to one knee to try and recuperate.
            Dexterous tendrils of demon flesh grew from the flesh-covered bedroom floor all around Kikyo and wrapped around her snugly, but not overly tightly in order to hold her in place without harming her. “You are powerful, to defeat Magatsuhi in that way,” Naraku praised to her, absorbing the Shikon jewel into himself so that Magatsuhi could not again interfere with the night’s proceedings. Until he chose otherwise, the demon’s voice would be confined to a very small, quiet place in the back of his mind.
            “I apologize for her – or his – behavior,” Naraku continued, speaking of Magatsuhi to Kikyo. “I warned him once, and you did not disappoint. Now, perhaps you’d like a better view of our lovely Kohaku, as Kagura and I share him?”
            Naraku’s flesh tendrils lengthened to hoist Kikyo up into the air, then eerily translated across the floor to bring her close beside himself, Kohaku, and Kagura as he and Kagura quickened their loving, fucking pace on the taijiya warrior. The tendrils held her in such a way that she had a slightly-elevated, isometric view of Kohaku, with a good view of Naraku’s hips ramming against his rear and Kagura’s head bobbing back and forth between his thighs. In a final touch, Naraku reached out and relieved Kikyo of her blindfold, closing his eyes as he did so to prevent her from using their shared line of sight as an opening to attack. Rather than throw the blindfold away, he pulled it over his own eyes, then resumed his double-handed grip on Kohaku’s hips.
            “Look, Kikyo,” Naraku bid in his dark passion, opening his eyes to the darkness of the cloth covering them. “Really look, for the first time, tonight. Isn’t Kohaku beautiful?”
            Kikyo squinted as her heretofore-blindfolded eyes needed to adjust to even the dim, demonic light inside Naraku’s bedroom, then she locked her gaze with Kohaku, who blushed intensely and slid his eyes shut by the pleasure building within him irrepressibly. The restrained miko roved her eyes down the length of Kohaku’s perfect male body, then back up, seeing his gorgeous muscles quivering and his alluring bronzed skin glistening with the perspiration caused by a level of pleasure she hadn’t been able to show him on her own, back in their hot spring. Her miko senses allowed her to see the human life force, tinged with a bit of Naraku’s dark power, pumping through his veins – she could see and feel his heart pounding in him, and its beat was quickening. In the right way, as opposed to what had happened to Magatsuhi. Right then, more than anything, she wanted to be the one bringing him this pleasure, her love for him as deep and honest as Kagura’s.
            “…Yes,” Kikyo agreed with Naraku belatedly, closing her eyes and bowing her head with the frustration of not having a body natively capable of participating in and truly enjoying sex, except for brief periods fueled by the souls of the dead. “Kohaku…you are so beautiful…”
            “Ah…ahh!” Kohaku cried as the first pulses of climax began to threaten him, coming with the sound of Kikyo’s lovely voice in his ears, on his soul. He tossed his head back onto one of Naraku’s broad shoulders, and the sexually-powerful oni lord kissed and nuzzled his neck. The taijiya’s big balls clenched tightly to his body, his cock swelled and throbbed in Kagura’s mouth and throat, and his ass gripped Naraku’s cock inside him, making the wind witch moan into his cock and the oni lord growl against his skin.
            Still blindfolded and taking kinky enjoyment from it, Naraku pressed another kiss to Kohaku’s neck, then tossed his head back, needing a breath of cool air. He chuckled deeply, darkly, surging his cock in and out of the taijiya’s ass. “Kikyo…your praise is like ambrosia to him. Give him more. Make him COME for us!”
            Swallowing her pride and embracing her own sexual excitement, however limited its range was due to the sensory-deprived nature of her artificially-constructed body, Kikyo spoke again. “Kohaku, you are beautiful,” she re-emphasized. “Beautiful, and powerful. I…I would love to have you to myself right now. Kagura-san, I imagine myself in your place.”
            Kagura pulled her pouting ruby lips off Kohaku’s cock, leaving it visibly-pulsating by her expert oral stimulation and dripping with her saliva. She turned her head and looked up at Kikyo with sympathy for the miko’s predicament – held immobile in Naraku’s vile tentacles, forced to watch, wanting to join in, but knowing she wouldn’t be able to enjoy it, even if she did join in. She smiled faintly to Kikyo and acknowledged her with a nod. In return, Kikyo did not take advantage of their line of sight to use her reiki and harm the wind witch, as she had to her male twin earlier in the day and Magatsuhi just minutes before. Then, Kagura returned her attention to Kohaku and sucked him back into her mouth.
            Naraku and Kagura quickened their rhythm with Kohaku further, fucking him hard and fast now, and Kikyo saw how the taijiya’s muscles swelled and clenched as he began to peak. “Yes, Kohaku, you’re coming,” she whispered to her handsome taijiya bodyguard, her usually-composed voice becoming steadily wilder. “And Naraku and Kagura will come with you. Do it, now. Come for them, come for ME! All of you, show me your PLEASURE!”

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A Twist in the Myth