Utsuho's Family: Another End

[Burnout]

(Heya all. I'm a long-time fan of Yukkuri abuse...Long-term lurker,
first time poster! After reading the comic Utsuho's Family, I've
decided to try my hand at writing an Abuse story...Which doesn't
contain *all* the horrible things I'd have loved to do, but
well...Take a look. I've tried to be as faithful to the general 'feel'
of things as possible, though I've probably made quite a few mistakes.
Tell me what you think.)

DARK

"-djy-"

"...easy..."

Yuuu~? Little...one...?

Utsuho wakes up. The first thing that filters through her bean paste
brain is- (Little one...is calling? Where is-?).

It's dark. Cold. A very uneasy place, for any yukkuri, but Utsuho
doesn't care. Her precious little one is calling- Precious Pachunyu,
with a very easy accessory like her Daddy, with a bright eye-eye like
her Mommy, dear Patchouli...As long as little one can take it easy, it
doesn't matter what happens to Utsuho. That's why Utsuho attacked the
Factory, after Pachunyu was captured by-

Captured by-

Mister Human.

Very uneasy Mister Human, who refuses to let yukkuri take it easy.

"Little on- fly away! Utsuho can't fly, because of a place like this,
but daddy will catch up right away!"

"Unyu~ Pachunyu understands easy!"

But, if Utsuho is *here*, then, that means...That means...She tries to
move her foot-foot, to open her mouth and call for Pachunyu, but...

(Why...Why can't Utsuho move? Why can't Utsuho talk?)

There's something in her mouth. A metal plate, held in place by barbs-
Sunk into the manjuu's dough-skin. Mister Human's anti-Yuugi mouth
guard- But that's not all. Utsuho can't move her feet- Can't move her
body. Each time she tries, she feels *something* holding her in place-
she can't even turn around, in this small, cramped place- with cold
Mister Walls on all four sides.

(Yuuuuu~ It's cramped...)

Unknown to Utsuho- Her enclosure is far more than that. It's a small,
cold metal compartment- The kind used to hold livestock Yukkuri,
patented by the Yun-Yah corporation. Except- This one was made for
particularly dangerous Yukkuri, like Yukkuri Keine with sharp horns.
The inside is lined with barbed hooks, too, fearsome rows of backward-
ridged spikes...Like an iron maiden. They are meant to go in, and not
come out. With too few, a yukkuri could still wiggle and die as Mister
Bean Paste flows out...But not when there's spikes on five sides, to
hold a yukkuri in place.

And Utsuho is a very dangerous yukkuri indeed- If not for the lead-
lined walls, hard radiation would be contaminating everything within
reach. Indeed, the sale, abuse and unauthorized breeding of Utsuhos is
strictly prohibited everywhere in Gensokyo. It's hard to abuse a
yukkuri that explodes violently, with all the force of a nuclear
bomb.

But for a yukkuri that's hurt Mister Human...

For a yukkuri that's attacked The Factory...

For a yukkuri with a special offspring...

-There's a first time for everything, after all.

****************

LIGHT.

Utsuho's prison is a small cube in a larger room...A Vault, really,
the thick walls and floors the slate-grey of lead and potent
radioactive shielding. She's the sole occupant. The rest of is filled
with the vague outlines of banks of machinery- and the soft *clack* of
a geiger counter pinging away to itself. Strangest of all, though, on
the far wall- There's a screen, the flickering surface casting the
only illumination in the room.

"-want hurt-hurt~!"

(Is that- Is that little one?)

The screen resolves, and- The video is grainy, with the crimson words
LIVE blinking in the bottom-right hand corner...Slowly clearing up, as
it settles. The camera's lens is focused on a glass box that could
very well be an incubator, if not for the control panels beneath; The
'Pandora's Yukkurium', another of the Factory's recent
innovations...The better to deal with yus.

There's a shape, half-glimpsed over the camera...A tall figure
shrouded in the wasp-yellow of a biosuit, fearsomely anoymous beneath
a gas mask- The hiss and suck of the respirator just barely audible.
Utsuho, who can't move, who can't look away, can still feel a shiver
in her paste core...

-This is Mister Human's true face.

"Beginning processing," a voice comes over the speakers- Flat,
affectless. The camera pans- Zooming in, the image resolving...Onto a
shape curled up in the corner of the chamber, huddling as far away as
possible...At first, Utsuho can't make it out, but then-

What *is* that yukkuri? For a moment, she can't believe what she's
seeing. What kind of yukkuri is this huddled *thing*- With great rents
in the side, the scars scabbed over by overwhelming application of
flour and orange juice. Deep scratches and bruises marr her 'skin',
patched by the rougher surface of a gyoza wrapper...Like a patchwork
manjuu. This would be a very uneasy yukkuri indeed, except...

Except-

-That crumpled green bow. Those bright eye-eyes, so much like wise
Patchouli-

"M-mister human...P-pachunyu doesn't want...hurt-hurt...any morreee~"

(Unyuuuu~! Utshuo's little oneeeeeee~!!!)

Cold despair grips Utsuho's filling- Mister Human has Utsuho's
precious Pachunyu. Tears fill her eyes, as she struggles, trying to
move-

(Utsuho's foot-foot...Please *moveeeeee*!)

Must save little one. Must let little one take it easy...

But that's all a dream. Because Mister Human does not forgive, and
does not forget. Because even if they can't abuse Utsuho...

-They can make her watch.

(Utsuho can't let this happen...Can't let little one be tortured...)

And, with a deep breath- Utsuho prepares to self-split. Very few
yukkuri have this ability- To do 'eat up easy!', and separate to feed
hungry koyukkuri in times of a famine...But with an Utsuho-type, the
effect is even more spectacular. Utsuho is made of a radioactive
substance- When an Utsuho does 'eat up easy', well...The resulting
explosion has to be seen to be believed. Except-

"UNEASINESS DETECTED." The voice is cool, placid and calm- The limpid
tones of a computer.

(Unyu? What is...)

"ADMINISTERING." There's a soft *pssshhhh*- Almost a whisper...And
something warm and spreading floods into Utsuho- And oh, how easy she
feels! Easier than the days spent with dear Patchouli. Easier than
watching Mr. Sun rise. Easier than doing rub-rub with the little
ones...

-To do 'eat up easy' is difficult for any yukkuri...It's literally
*willing* oneself to death, and, just like any animal, no yukkuri
really wants to die. So when uneasiness is detected- Utsuho is filled
with calm, the soothing drugs spreading through her filling.

But it's a false easiness. Because Utsuho can still see her little
one...And can only watch, as Mister Human goes to work.

*****************

In the glass tank of the Yukkurium, there's a single manjuu- A *very*
unique manjuu, the first- And only- of it's kind. Or, it *would* be-
If it's wings hadn't been torn out and sealed over, to prevent it from
flying around. If Mister Foot-Foot hadn't been charred black, to stop
it from hopping. As it is- Only the straggly grey hair, and the dirty,
crumpled green bow identifies Utsuho's precious little one- Pachunyu.

Pachunyu's world is hurt-hurt, made worse by how the koyukkuri can't
understand why this is happening. When she asked; "M-mister Human? Why
are you doing uneasy-"

"Shut up, freak."

That voice- Metallic, through the gas mask. The malevolent gaze of the
faceless metal. And then there was *more* hurt-hurt; When Mister Human
raised Pachunyu up...The yukkuri wiggling, trying to get free...and
dropped her onto a hot plate.

"YUUUGGGGGIIII HOWWWTTTTCCCCHHHHH!!!"

The smell- Frying dough- It's almost pleasant, as gloved hands pressed
down on Pachunyu's head- Holding her in place, as the koyukkuri
screams! "HWOOOOTTTCCCCHHHHH! PACHNYUUUU IS DYINNNGGGGG~ DADDY SAVE
PACHNYUUU! SAVE PACHNYUUUUU~!!!"

But daddy can't even save herself. The fragrant smell of frying dough
turns to the reek of charcoal- thick, charred- as Pachunyu's tears and
pee sizzle into steam on the hot plate. The only mercy is that- At
some point- it doesn't hurt any more- because Pachunyu's foot-foot is
now black and crusted, burnt to a crisp.

"Hey, make sure you burn off her feet properly. We don't want this one
to get away, too."

Factory procedure calls for the yukkuri to be sedated when the
operation is carried out- It's too easy to lose a yukkuri via vomiting
out bean paste, and- of course- the pain causes *tremendous*
uneasiness. Again, though- After the damage caused by a single
yukkuri...The Factory staff doesn't plan to let this one live, rare
type or not. But~ There's still a lot to do before this one can be
disposed off...

-Which is why Pachunyu is in this box, now. Through the smoked glass,
she can barely see Mister Human...Scary Mister Human, who did hurt-
hurt to Pachunyu. "Yuuuu~ Pachunyu wants to see daddy...Pachunyu wants
to rub-rub with Mommy...Pachunyu wants to go *home*..." Yukkuri can't
understand how hopeless it is, to beg for mercy from a force you
cannot stop.

"Processing complete," Mister Human says- And even though his voice is
flat and metallic, Pachunyu shivers. At the far end of the incubator-
the wall vibrates. Thumps, as if a body was slamming against it. Again
and again, harder each time-

(No...Pachunyu doesn't want it to come closer- Daddy save Pachunyu-
Save Pachunyu-)

Then the chamber swings open, and Pachnyuu sees- She sees-

"NHHOOOOOO! What an uneasy yukkuri!"

Terror seizes her bean paste. With an Utsuho as her daddy, and a weak
but wise Patchouli as her mother, Pachunyu has never seen an Alice
before- But the fear of rapers is built into the paste of all yukkuri.
And the form before her- Drool stringing from it's lips, eyes wide and
bloodshot- a peni-peni quivering obscenely before it, as the raper
squeezes into the chamber, released from it's pen- is the very idea of
a raper made flesh.

"U~UNYUUUUU!!! R-rapers can't take ich eajjjyyyyy- Bad Alice stay
away! STAY AWAYYYYY YUUUUUUU~"

"City-sect Alice will give uneasy yukkuri Alice's city-sect
loooveeeeeee~!"

With a disgusting undulation, Alice is right before Pachunyu-
Pachunyu, who can't fly away- who can't run, with her feet burnt off~!
That sloppy tongue is swiping all over her skin, leaving slug-trails
of drool- And when Pachunyu's mouth open to scream, the raper's tongue
pushes in-

"Yufuuu, Alice's love will lead you to Yu-paradise~! Accept it
easy~!"

(SDOOOOBBBBBBB!!!)

Alice doesn't stop the disgusting kiss-kiss; That obscenely large peni-
peni, on the verge of erupting, sinks into Pachunyu's mamumau. Stopped
up by Alice's tongue, Pachnyu can't scream- she can only quiver, as
the raper starts to plough into her- the SHLOP SHLOP filling the
room.

(Pachunyu's Mister Virginity- Pachunyu's Mister Virginity!
Yubbbbiiii~!!!)

"Yufu~ You're shy...So tsundere, but such a city-sect mamumamu!
Alice's head is boillinnnnnggggg~"

It's not too long before Alice reaches a crescendo- The raper's peni-
peni throbbing, pulsing, drawing up- and releasing it's thick load of
custard, again and again, making Pachunyu bulge slightly as she's
filled. For a koyukkuri, this is the most painful experience- Even as
a stalk sprouts from her forehead- with the tiny shapes of
koyukkuri...

"NHOOOOOO~! REFRESHED~!"

(Little...ones...Pachunyu's little ones? Take it...)

As if carrying the uneasiness of their birth, the sleeping babies on
the stalk look troubled- Hearing the cries of their unwilling mother.
They sway on the green stalk- three Alices, and a single yukkuri with
grey hair and stubby wings-

*crunch*

"Sweet-sweets! *munch-munch* So city-sect...A tight mamumamu and
delicious munch-munch~ Happiness!"

Her little ones. Her little ones, who were born and died without every
taking it easy- their bodies vanishing into the mouth of raper Alice.
"Unyuuuuuuu~ Unyuuuuuu~" It's all Pachunyu can do to cry and
cry...Even as the Alice is pulled away. Even as a mechanical arm, with
an infusion of steroids and orange juice descends.

Because for Utsuho and Pachunyu- There will be no easiness, not even
the chance to take it easy forever. Not until Mister Human and the
factory are done...And they're only getting started.

[yukiyuzen]

Yukiyuzen don't get it!

Ok, I lied.

I'll be blunt: it sounds like you are simply complaining about the
fact humans died in the comic Utsuho's Family rather than writing an
abuse story. If anything, this read like a retribution story.

[.J.I.E.]

I may have my complains about the story (though is mainly in Utsuho's
portrayal that felt dangerously close to mary sue to me.) i also think
this other end feels pety or "revenge fix fic" like, which isn't
something good for me.

Which is sad, if this was a stand alone story, it would had been good
and without any issue, like a fable about not angering those living in
the Dragon's Den without true heroic pass card, but since it is meant
as "the ending i would had prefered with all of them dead or tortured"
for another author's story it doesn't sit well and feels more like a
revenge fic.

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[Zzz...]

I can't tell for certain but so far you are 2 for 2 with the 'rape as
abuse' stories...

....will this be your ongoing theme?

If so there's a few things I must point out.

First rape is a very difficult portray artistically. It descend all
too easily into complete narm and wtf territory.

There's very few 'good' rape stories.

The balancing point between showing and suggesting is so thin that
it's almost invisible.

...of course if you do manage to portray rape as suitably horrific and
evil then I'm worried for you as well.

Second rape isn't something you can just insert into a story and have
it work, especially if its a fan rewrite of a existing story.

In 'Prosti-yu-te Reimu' it's perfect since the entire point of the
initial work is about 'rape as abyuse' but here it makes no sense at
all.

'Utsuho's Family' is more of a adventure tale, a parent saving a child
from torturous experimentation. There is no context where you can just
throw in a rape scene.

Finally, for convincing abyuse stories in general, the abuse have to
make sense for the participants.

A homeowner / pet owner / picnic goer beating yukkuri for trashing
their house / killing their pet / ruining their lunch makes sense.

For a pervert engaging in rape abyuse for the lulz makes sense.

For the Factory to go 'REVENGE!!! Lololo let's rape the lil' fucker'
makes infinitely less sense than say torture in terms of extreme
medical / scientific procedures.

If you write, you must maintain context and a logical progression of
ideas, even if it's about something as illogical as the torture of
magical pastries.

[Burnout]

Ah, I see. I intended to go into more detail- It's not just rape for
rape's sake, honestly. They're actually simply processing her;
Removing the wings and burning the feet, before using an Alice to see
if they can breed more Pachys. I intended to end it with them
extracting her bean paste, after being satisfied that a new kind of
yukkuri *could* be bred, and incinerating the remains.