Hunting Yukkuri
Nindy
This is something of a follow up to my "Mixing Yukkuri" story in this group. Guess it wasn't entirely a one shot after all.
I hope everyone enjoys this lengthy beast of a story, and that it sates a few abyuse urges.
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Anon listened intently to the hustle and bustle behind him as he worked away on his computer. Catching on to trouble in the Yukkurarium wasn’t hard, given all one had to do was wait for the normal ruckus to pipe up tenfold and lo and behold, somebody was in trouble.
But there was something different today. It had been roughly three hours since Anon had awoken, fed all contained Yukkuri and cleaned out their respective toilets. The fact that so little needed cleaning was also odd, given there was usually one shithead who refused to understand why crapping outside was bad and needed a beating. But not today, apparently.
Content cries of “Yu, yu~!” and “Take it easy!” resounded, but that’s all there was. As Anon’s feverish ears failed to pick up on any cries of hostility or fear, he unknowingly found himself getting increasingly antsy. He bit his fingernails until there was nothing more to bite off and played with the various small tools littered about his desk.
Anon had always told himself inside that he didn’t enjoy abusing Yukkuri, not really. There were some he found rather cute, and on other occasions some were even rather well-behaved. Given the circumstances, they’d likely make for pretty good company. Shitheads were another story however, they deserved no sympathy whatsoever, and only when delivering righteous punishment upon them could Anon abyuse guilt-free.
But here he was, trying to find anything to do to get his mind off abusing Yukkuri and failing miserably. It seemed that deep down inside, abyuse had become a part of Anon’s daily routine, and not having it was going to drive him up the wall. He swung around in his chair and laid eyes on the Yukkuri going about their business, thinking that surely if he used his eyes he’d spot something, anything which would let him scratch his sadistic itch.
A Reimu and Marisa were living happily with their little ones, and teaching them to poo-poo in the toilet properly. Several Chens were rolling around in the grassier areas with one another. There was even a family of Alices who were going about their day without so much as a lecherous glance towards anyone. Finally, a Patchouli had taken in several of the cross-bred Yukkuri Anon had made during his experiments in the past. She was teaching them things essential to a Yukkuri’s survival and do’s and don’ts of living under Mister Anon’s watchful eye.
Anon wheeled himself back around and placed his hands on his head. He couldn’t do it. Everyone was far too nice and happy to be abused, at least for now. He couldn’t harm them if they hadn’t done anything wrong, he wasn’t that heartless. As he mulled over his thoughts, he decided to take a course of action he hadn’t had to resort to in a while.
Separate from the Yukkurarium was a tall cage in the corner of the room. Anon walked over to it and smiled as one of its residents came to greet him. “Uuu, uuu! Take it easy, Mister!” His Remilia said with a wide smile.
“Take it easy to you too. I don’t suppose you fancy going outside for a while, do you?” The moment he finished the sentence, Remilia’s eyes lit up as she danced happily in the air, cheering all the while. “Alright alright, calm down. We’re going to have to drive a little ways to get there, but after that you can fly beside me however you please, just as long as you do what I say. Got it?”
Remilia nodded as proficiently as something without a neck could as Anon carefully lifted her out of the cage. As agreed, she fluttered beside Anon as he made sure all the other Yukkuri were prepared to survive a few hours without him, then made sure everything was locked so no wild shitheads could mess with his stuff. Finally, she followed him into the car and they disembarked.
Their destination was outside a very large and dense forest a few miles away from Anon’s house. It was small enough to traverse quickly, but large enough to get lost in. The perfect size for a little day out. Remilia looked on with interest as Anon unloaded a set of tools and equipment he’d packed in before they left.
Several packs of Strawberry Mentos, a thin line with a fishing hook attached, a pack of Reese’s Pieces, a small plastic jar full of tabasco sauce, some lemon Vitamin-C tablets, a large bowie knife, a large backpack with several waterproof food containers inside and finally, a menacing looking blowpipe which Anon had pieced together himself, complete with several small darts and a few blunt-headed projectiles as well. Anon placed everything in separate pockets on the harness he’d slung together and made sure everything was fixed. “Right, that looks like everything. Ready to go have some fun, Remilia?” He really didn’t need to ask. Remilia looked overjoyed, as she always did when they went hunting. With that, the duo set off into the trees.
There were a few contributing factors which led to this being Anon’s favourite forest. For one, it was home to many, many different kinds of Yukkuri, some that were even missing from his expansive little collection back home. Secondly was that people very rarely ventured inside in the way that he did. The forest wasn’t signposted and the dirt pathways were few and far between, meaning going off the beaten track was usually the only option. Situations like that were where having a domesticated Remilia came in handy.
The final reason Anon liked this particular forest was for the age of the trees that were planted there. They must have been ancient, because their trunks and the branches leading off them were incredibly thick. The important part being the branches in particular, as they made for fantastic vantage points, and given the sheer volume of trees, there were lots of ways to traverse the forest using them alone. A better Yukkuri hunting ground Anon couldn’t have asked for.
Anon lowered himself onto one knee as he peeked out from behind one of the trees. He was looking for any sort of signs of life, paying particular attention to the grass and watching for any shifting patches. Just to be safe and to save himself some time, he whispered softly to Remilia. “Scout out the area over in that darker patch over there, then come back to me and tell me if you see anything.” He ordered.
Remilia happily swooped off into the trees, keeping herself high and out of sight, just like Mister Anon had told her. A couple minutes later she was back, a happy look on her face. “A few over here! Think they might be out hunting!”
“Well isn’t that a coincidence? Let’s go check it out.” Anon said as he took off into the direction he’d sent Remilia. As he got thicker into the trees, he lowered his stance and tried to keep quiet, just in case he came across the Yukkuri pre-emptively. After a few minutes, he came across a small clearing, hidden by a sheer decline, the top of which Anon now stood on. He took his time peering around the trunk of the tree he was next to as he scoped out the situation.
It was a pretty big family, a large Reimu and Marisa with two Koreimus and three Komarisas following behind. Anon took out his knife and used it to get a firm hold of the trunk and hoisted himself up as quietly as he could. Despite the clearing having no trees, the canopy above it was so thick that utilising the branches for reconnaissance was still quite easy. As he settled into position, Anon peered down like a vulture through the leaves at the family.
“Little ones must know where to find best food! Things like Mister berries and Mister apples are fine, da ze! Mister mushrooms are very uneasy, so keep away from them!” The smaller Yukkuri looked on intently as their Father taught them the basics of hunting, looking entirely too proud for knowing the simple basics. “Now, gather Mister nuts and berries and bring them home for munch-munching, da ze!”
Anon grinned. “Bingo. Now we can follow them home and visit their neighbours.” He informed Remilia, who looked on at the little ones with a hungry gaze. “Don’t worry, if you’re patient I’ll let you have a little fun of your own.” She nodded and smiled as they turned their gaze downwards once again. All the Marisas had stuffed their hats with a reasonably large number of nuts and berries, while the Reimus carried as much as they could with their braids. All except one, who simply looked on at the rest. It seemed it was unable to carry anything, as it’s braids were too short and bushy.
The parent Marisa turned to the bushy Reimu with a look of disgust on it’s face. “What’s this? Little ones who don’t help gather food should drop dead easy!” It said the phrase so casually, but the little Reimu looked absolutely heartbroken as it began to sob. The rest of it’s family seemed to agree with Marisa as they trudged off into the trees with their food.
Anon looked on vehemently. He’d seen many a family boast about their children’s “cyute bwaids,” but it seemed all it took was one thing to make them change their minds. Sighing, he slipped off the trunk he was on and landed back on the ground. He reached into his backpack and retrieved one of the transparent food containers. He crept towards the still-sobbing Reimu, who was too swept up in her sorrow to notice what was happening. With a swift motion, Anon swept up the Reimu in the larger half of the container, watching the fear quickly seep into her eyes as it realised a fabled Mister Human had caught her. “A SC-SCAWY MISTER HUMAN! DON’CH EAT WEIMU, EASY!” She squeaked loudly.
“Hey, take it easy, would you?” The ever-familiar phrase calmed the Reimu slightly, but the tears still lingered on her eyes. “Look, I saw that stuff with your family and they’re all dicks. If you stay inside here and keep quiet, I’ll take you home with me so you can take it easy, alright?” The small bushy-braided Reimu nodded, her face still somewhat shocked since everything was happening so fast. “Excellent. Here, this’ll keep you busy.” He said as he tossed a Mentos into the container before sealing it, chirps of “schweet schweet happinech!” resounding from within.
Anon carefully set the contained Reimu back in his backpack and looked at Remilia. “Other Yukkuri went this way, follow Remilia!” Reliable as always. Anon once again took up his creeping stance as they pursued the cold-hearted family anew.
It only took a few minutes to catch up to the family, given they only moved in short hops. Within the larger Marisa’s hat was all the food, while the Koreimus and Komarisas rode up top. “Hwow mutch wonger?” One of the Marisas cried.
“Almost home now! Isn’t Marisa’s incredible high speed wonderful?” The larger one boasted, despite moving at the exact same speed as every other Yukkuri. Nonetheless Anon was glad to hear the news. Previous ventures into the forest had taught Anon that the Yukkuri in it tended to all gather around one area, especially if a Dosu was present. Scoping out how they were all reacting would be paramount to deciding his next course of action.
True to Marisa’s word, a minute later and they were there. Anon quickly scurried up the nearest climbable tree and lay himself down on one of the branches as Remilia fluttered above his head. The amount of Yukkuri present was jaw-dropping. Families of every type could be seen inside and around the stumps and roots of the trees, which were all nestled around a large, flat clearing. Just as Anon had suspected, off in the distance, at the back centre of the clearing was a large Dosu Marisa, it’s face almost disappearing because of it’s girth. It looked like it was sleeping.
Anon smiled to himself. “Excellent. What do you think we should do first?” He asked, turning to Remilia.
Despite being on her best behaviour and knowing better than to act out, Remilia looked increasingly antsy. “Uuu… Can Remilia munch-munch Yukkuri now? Please?”
Her politeness pleased Anon, who rubbed her head affectionately as he began scoping out the surroundings. If he was going to get Remilia some food, it was going to have to be as quiet as he dared. “Just be patient, I’ll grab something now. If you just swoop down at once, you might wake up that Dosu. I don’t want to risk getting sparked in here, of all places.” As he spoke, Anon hung his backpack up on a thick branch next to him, retrieving the line and fishing hook from his harness, along with a single Reese’s Piece. Skewering the piece on the hook, he lay down on his stomach and lowered the bait to the ground. The line was thin enough that it was practically invisible, not that an average Yukkuri would’ve been able to tell otherwise.
The ideal thing about using candies as bait was that piercing the shell drew Yukkuri to them far more effectively. To be sure the trap would work, Anon placed the baited hook in amongst some light grass and waited. True to form, after a few seconds of waiting, he heard the telltale cry. “Awice can smell schweet-schweets!” After that, it was only a matter of time. Anon’s experienced eyes waited for the moment he saw the Alice’s jaw extend over the hook. He still had yet to find a Yukkuri who could pull the candy off the hook successfully. The moment the end of the hook disappeared from Anon’s sight, he looped the line around a branch to form a sort of makeshift pulley. Checking once again, he grabbed the end of the line and pulled it as hard as he could. “YUYAAAAA!! MISHTER SCHWEET SCHWEET LED AWICE GO!” Alice cried as the hook drove into the top of her mouth.
Anon pulled at the line as quickly as he could, not wanting the Alice to alert any other Yukkuri with it’s noise. As it approached, the Alice got more and more agitated. It wriggled and struggled with all it’s might, yet the hook was stuck. Only Anon could remove it now, and he gleefully intended to. “I’m not sure if this one’s a rapist or not.” He commented, grasping the Alice with a free hand as it poo-pooed onto the ground below in fear. “I’d rather not risk it, personally. Go nuts, Remilia.”
The Alice opened it’s mouth to scream at the mention of “Remilia,” but Anon’s finger quickly gagged her quiet. It could do little but look on in fear, tears streaming down it’s body as Remila gave out light “Uuu”’s of joy. She began on the top of the Alice, immediately ripping the top of it off and digging into the custard filling in it’s head. Alice’s pupils slowly sunk to each side of their respective eye as Remilia worked her way through what was essentially brain matter. Anon removed his finger as he became sure it no longer had the functions necessary to speak. He began scoping out his next target immediately.
The family of Marisas and Reimus Anon had seen earlier were gathered under the base of a tree, the roots creating the walls of their home. He could hear cries of “Yuaaaa! Liddle one has gone missing! How gould dis habben?!” Coming from Mother Reimu. Her children were too busy eating to care about their missing sister, while Father Marisa gave their wife a chiding look.
“What is Reimu talking about? Marisa only needs easy little ones here, uneasy little ones are not Marisa’s little ones! Little ones right here are our only babies!” It scolded Reimu, clearly not giving three fifths of a fuck.
Anon briefly checked inside his backpack to check on the bushy Reimu, who was still working on the strawberry Mentos quite contentedly. “Those sisters of hers seem like real shitheads. If they weren’t, they’d care.” He said to Remilia, who licked her lips with delight as she savoured Alice’s taste. “But I don’t really want to them with me. They might upset the Reimu in my bag. What should we do?”
“Would Mister let Remilia eat them too, Uuu??”
“Hey, simmer down, you just ate.” Yet as he rolled the idea over in his head, Anon had a thought. “Hmm. Let’s get a little closer to that tree.” He said, moving his way through the thick canopy. He rested himself in a position closer to the tree, where he could just barely see the Yukkuri through the roots. Lowering the hook wouldn’t do him much good here, it was time to get a little inventive.
Anon dropped a Reese’s Piece directly below him, lowering the hook down after it. The sweet landed amongst some rocks, chipping on impact. “Marisa can sense delicious food! Going hunting for family da-ze!” Father Marisa emerged from their home, instantly heading towards the location where the candy had impacted. As Marisa tried sniffing out the scent amongst the rocks, Anon quickly swung the line and hook and snagged the end of her hat. Rather than pull at it outright, he waited, thoroughly assured he was hooked. Completely oblivious, Marisa turned back home after gather some Reese’s shards. “Little ones! Marisa has a great treat for you! Papa is the greatest hunter eve--” Just as it ended the sentence, Marisa felt it’s hat slip away and fall off behind it. “Marisa’s hat! How did this happen?!” It cried restlessly. As Marisa reached her braid out to pull the hat back, it leapt up and hopped away like a frisky Suwako. “Yuyuyuyu--!! Mister hat come back now!”
Marisa chased after her hat relentlessly, being occupied enough to not notice Anon and Remilia giggled in the canopy above. As they continued their merriment, Marisa became more and more upset at not having her hat back. If she didn’t get it back, her little ones would mistake her for some stupid uneasy Yukkuri! Finally, out of desperation, Marisa leapt forward with all her might and bit down on the brim of her hat. “Gotcha.” Anon murmured, grabbing the line with both hands and quickly tugging on it as hard as he could. Marisa was swept into the air, daring not to let go lest she lose her precious hat or fall down and flatten herself. She reeled higher and higher, unable to see past the top of her hat to view the fate about to befall her. Carefully, Anon leaned over and grabbed the line at the top, guiding Marisa over to two thin branches which ran parallel to one another and dropping her between them. Feeling the hold on her hat go slack, Marisa quickly placed it on her head again as Anon’s hook slipped away into the trees.
“Yu~! Marisa saved Mister hat! Marisa is the greatest Yukkuri!” She boasted, only to take notice of her situation. “Yu? Yu yu? Marisa is flying in the sky-ze? But Marisa must go home to little ones and lovely Reimu!” Uselessly, Marisa flap-flapped her braid to try and free herself, but being suspended on either side meant she couldn’t hop away either. As she struggled harder and harder, it became more and more evident that she wasn’t getting down.
Noticing a small crowd gathering to hear Marisa’s cries, Anon and Remilia slipped off back to their original tree, where the backpack was hung. “Perfect. How much do you wager she’ll fall off and splatter all over everyone else?” Anon said, a satisfied smile on his face.
“Remilia bets a whole sweet-sweet, Uuu!”
“Goodness, you drive a hard bargain. Very well, I’ll take that wager.” Anon playfully stroked Remilia, who cooed under the warmth of his hand before they both stopped to examine the results of their handiwork.
“Dwaddie ish stuck in the sky! Mister twee, stop being uneasy and wet dwaddie go!” One of the smaller Marisas shouted fruitlessly. Seeing her little one almost in tears, Marisa only struggled more, teetering dangerously close to the edge of the branches. As Anon awaited the satisfying tumble out of the sky, he caught something out of the corner of his eye. Marisa’s wife Reimu was running towards the giant Dosu at the back of the clearing, who was still fast asleep.
“DOZU DOZU! BLEASE HELB DEIBU’S LOVELY BARISA!” Reimu’s annoying cries were enough to stir the Dosu, who yawned a loud yawn before shuffling wordlessly over to the tree where Marisa was suspended.
Upon Dosu’s arrival, the entire swathe of surrounding Yukkuri cleared immediately, heading back into their homes. Puzzled, Anon and Remilia watched on with interest. Upon seeing the Dosu approach, Marisa calmed immediately. “Don’t worry, little one! The great and mighty Dosu will rescue you with ease!” As the Dosu opened it’s mouth, Anon’s worst fears came to light. A massive beam of light shot out from the Dosu, ripping the trunk of the tree to shreds and toppling the tree over on its side. However, not even this particular Dosu had much brains about it, as the tree fell on it’s side, Marisa was so firmly lodged between the branches that she couldn’t prepare for the impact. Still unable to free herself, she could do little as the sheer force of the tree hitting the ground split her right down the middle, bean paste seeping out as her upper half divided from the lower with a sickening tearing sound.
“NWOOOOOO! BARIZA!!!!!!” Reimu cried, accompanied by her now-fatherless children.
The Dosu looked over the scene of destruction and gave an uncaring sigh. “Even with Dosu’s magnificence, little one was unable to be saved. It must have been the will of the planet, nothing less could stop Dosu’s powers! Little one must be being punished for crimes in a past life, yes yes!” It boisterously, hopping off to take up its former resting position.
Meanwhile up in the tree, Anon looked on at the aftereffects of the Dosu’s display of power. “A Dosu Spark. I expected as much, but damn.” He gazed over at the Dosu, now awake and talking to several other small Yukkuri, paying no heed to the family life they’d ruined. “We can’t risk operating any further, not so long as that Dosu remains alert.”
As he spoke, Remilia looked a little disappointed. “Is Mister going home now…?” She asked as she sunk in the air.
Yet Anon gave her a reassuring look with a cunning glint in his eye. “Not yet. It’s either us or the Dosu, and I refuse to give in to some glorified, over-stuffed pastry. Luckily for us, though…” Anon unfastened his blowpipe from his harness, breaking off some thinner twigs from neighbouring branches to allow him a more steady hand. “...I came well prepared. Watch this.”
The next implement to appear from Anon’s harness was the small jar of Tabasco sauce, which he distanced his face from before popping open. He was no stranger to hot sauce when cooking, but this type of concoction wasn’t intended for human consumption, certainly not in large amounts. It was a special mix given to him by a friend who grew chilli peppers, specifically the type so hot that he needed gloves just to touch them. He’d made it with what he called “Reaper extract.” As Anon looked at it, he was shocked it wasn’t bubbling and burning the forest down.
Carefully, not wanting to let it touch him, Anon retrieved a dart from his blowpipe and dipped the tip into the jar of Reaper sauce. He was actually shocked when he brought it back out, thinking it’d melt. His ammo ready, he carefully loaded the dart and put his mouth to the end. He kept his aim steady and his eyes on his target, who was sitting and basking in the cool breeze.
The moment the breeze died down, Anon fired. The dart soared as straight as an arrow, piercing the air and flying directly towards the Dosu, who was completely oblivious. Just as planned, the dart hit it’s mark, stabbing into the Dosu’s head just under the braid. “And now we wait. Let’s see what this little jar of concentrated Hell can do.”
Dosu had been talking with another family, one comprised of Chens and Rans, about their suspicions of something odd going on in the clearing. They’d said something about a creature snatching away little ones in the forest, and large gouge marks left in the trunks of trees. Surely some kind of monster was afoot!
“Ohohohoho! Silly little ones, Dosu is the strongest Yukkuri of all! Dosu can protect little ones and little ones’ little ones with ease! If any Mister Bear or Mister Fox come in, a mighty Dosu spark shall teach them a lesson!”
Chen and Ran were utterly in awe, as were the little ones surrounding them. “Dosu is really the super strongest! Chen gets it! Chen feels much safer now!”
Dosu’s smugness couldn’t be measured. Clearly it was at the top of the food chain in this forest, not even a legendary Mister Human could destroy Dosu! Yet as Dosu thought this, it felt a prick in the side of it’s head. Slowly but surely, a searing, boiling pain began to spiral out from the prick, rapidly expanding around Dosu’s head. “YUYUYUYU!! DOZU IZ FEELING DOO HWOTCH!” In fact, it seemed the searing was so bad that it had impaired Dosu physically, as it made no attempt to run or move.
Seeing the first effects of the sauce, Anon was wide-eyed in awe. “Oh my god, this is going to be amazing.” Yet as he anticipated Dosu’s reaction, Anon got another idea. One so devilish that he felt he could out-grin the Grinch. “Remilia, we need to get over there, and fast. Show me which is the best way to go!”
At this point, Dosu was panting heavily and sweating profusely, leaving the family of Chens and Rans to watch on in horror. Slowly, more Yukkuri began to come out of their homes to investigate what was happening to their glorious leader. Tears streamed down from Dosu’s eyes as the effect of the Reaper sauce expanded further. Dosu’s skin felt like they’d been left out in the boiling sun for hours without rest, and risked burning up into cinders. “YU!YU!YU!YU! DON’D WORRY LIDDLE ONEZ, MIGHDY DOZU GAN BEAD ANY DIZEAZE IN DHE WORLD!!” Dosu bellowed, shaking the leaves in the trees.
“Good, we’re not too late!” Anon enthused, hanging up his backpack once again and making himself comfortable. Quickly, he deployed the line and hook once more and headed directly for Dosu’s massive wide-brimmed hat. Not wasting any time, he pulled as hard as could and lifted the hat right off Dosu’s head, re-directing it over behind a nearby tree where it was out of the epicentre. “Sweet, now we have a memento of today. We’ll head down and grab it later.”
But keeping a souvenir wasn’t the only reason Anon had done what he’d done. Without a hat, the Yukkuri gathered around Dosu quickly turned sour. “Uneasy Yukkuri is being uneasy! It would be best if you dropped dead, right now is fine!” one shouted, causing Dosu’s dehydrated eyes to look on in shock as all it’s former followers gathered around it and turned into a mob. “Drop dead easy! This home is for cyute and perfect yukkuri and little ones only, so go away easy!”
Dosu’s anguish was so much that it opened it’s mouth to protest, only to find doing so only increased the pain. To make matters worse, as Dosu’s massive tongue rolled out, a second dart fired down from the heavens, piercing it through entirely. The first dart had made an impact and had been hotter than hell and damnation, but it hadn’t truly come into contact with Dosu’s paste and core. That was where this second dart came in.
It seemed impossible, but the volcanic heatwave which had washed over Dosu increased by a hundredfold as the sauce spread throughout Dosu’s insides. A mere prick with the dart had felt bad enough, but this was like drinking down hot lava and having heartburn of an even higher temperature. “YUGYAAAAAAAAA!!! GHAND DAGE DIS ANYMOWW, DOZU WILL DIIIIIEEE!!” Dosu cried. It seemed it had been right, as the stress on it hit a literal boiling point.
Dosu vomited a massive wave of bean paste, while shitting out an equally large stream of poo-poo at the same time, exploding from both sides in every direction but up. As it vomited, the massive wave of paste, infected with Reaper’s extract, swamped the mob of Yukkuri who had gathered close to mock the Dosu. Immediately, sounds of gargling, choking, drowing and screaming resounded in the air as the wave of supernova-level paste flowed around and inside the unlucky Yukkuri who were present.
“NWOOOOOO!! RAN AND CHEN’S DARLING LIDDLE ONES!!!” The little ones, unable to endure such heat for even a few seconds, had violently exploded into gore and covered their parents in their remains. Wives and husbands held onto each other in sorrow, as their smaller Yukkuri bodies couldn’t withstand the pressure like Dosu had, and their skin blistered and tore open, spilling their inside out onto the ground, forming into a pool of poisonous, heat-laced nightmare paste. There were no survivors, only the remains of torn skins with anguished looks on their faces and the deflated skin of the Dosu, who had spilled forth every last drop of paste which lay in their body. The skin lay only as a shallow-eyed reminder of what had occurred, presiding over the mass grave of Yukkuri like a tombstone of flesh.
“Holy fuck.” Was the only reaction Anon could muster. “That was… a bit more powerful than I expected. Christ.” He turned himself over and looked at the sky, trying to process all that had happened. The vomiting he’d expected, and the crowd getting covered he’d expected, but he hadn’t counted on exploding and melting them down like they’d been thrown into a pool of magma. “I think my friend could sell this Reaper shit as a Dosu killer, that was incredible.”
Even Remilia was a little shaken by what had occurred, not expecting her Master to bring about such diabolical destruction all in one go. “Remilia’s never seen anything like that before! Mister can be super scary sometimes…” She said, looking ever so slightly nervous.
“And don’t you forget it, my little winged wonder. Be a good girl and I’ll be much nicer to you. You’re not like those foul shitheads anyway.” He reassured her, bringing a smile to her face. “But more importantly, with these guys having their numbers lowered and with that Dosu out of the way, we can have some more fun later. Let’s grab that Dosu hat and regroup.”
Making off with Dosu’s hat and leaving it in a safe place, Anon headed back to his normal vantage point, taking into account the reactions of all the surviving Yukkuri, who were all noticeably traumatised that their benevolent leader and loved ones were lying at their feet in a pool of sludge.
Interestingly however, Anon noticed that more Yukkuri seemed to come out of the bushes and trees and take up residence where the dead families once lived. It seemed real estate was highly sought after in the forest.
Sitting and watching the Yukkuri change homes and families move it, Anon realised that he’d forgotten the one thing he’d come to do. “Oh, crap! I was meant to gather some shitheads to experiment on!” He recalled the single bushy Reimu in his backpack, alongside all the other containers he’d left unfilled. “I guess we could gather a few of them and head back afterwards, I’m getting sores from staying up here for so long.” Anon said.
The main issue now was which Yukkuri to capture and bring home. Anon preferred Alices, as he had a general disdain for them in the first place, not to mention the shithead ones he’d killed previously would need replacing. Using his highly-trained ears and eyes, Anon searched for the prime targets. “Mukyun~! Uneasy Yukkuri go away, this is Patchouli’s family’s home now!” It took a few minutes, but it seemed a target could be heard. Anon focused on the tree below him as he saw the events transpiring.
“WHAD?! B-B-But dis is Awice and Myon’s lovely home! Stupid ugly Yukkuri can’t do dis!”A Myon protested, all four little Alices surrounding her and a bigger Alice by her side.
At being called ugly, the much larger Patchouli lashed out and struck the Myon in the eye with a sharp stick, sending it rolling backwards, leaving a light trail of paste behind it.. “Hmph! Stay away from Patchouli’s lovely home unless you want to die, Mukyun!” It said as it trudged inside its stolen home again.
“Oooh, a Myon.” Anon cooed. He zipped open his bag and pulled out a few containers. “Everything alright in there, bushy braids?” He asked the Reimu from earlier. It seemed she’d finished the Strawberry mentos a while ago, but seemed content otherwise. She nodded happily, looking much brighter than she had earlier. “Good good. You might have some company in a little while, but don’t worry, they won’t be able to touch you.”
Before he went down to take care of things directly, Anon scoped out the area one last time. Many more Marisas and Reimus were present, but a few targets immediately stood out to Anon. He made a mental checklist in his head of who to pick up. There was a Mei Ling, sleeping in a tree on her own, a couple of Tewis taking it easy together, a Reisen with two little ones and, much to his delight, a lone Sakuya, out scouring for food behind the main clearing.
With his route and plan of action sorted, Anon set about his mission. He called Remilia to his shoulder and lowered himself down the tree, using his knife to stab into the tree and keep himself steady on the way down.
The first plan of action was to get that Myon and Alice family. Backing off into the bushes, Anon retrieved the massive Dosu hat he’d saved from destruction. It was almost as tall as he was, and looked incredibly comfy on the inside. Keeping this in mind, Anon hid behind the wide brim of the hat and pushed it out into the open, right in front of Myon’s family.
“Myon? What’s this?”
The bigger Alice could be heard shifting around the fabric and lightly testing the brim for support. “Wow! Looks like a really comfy and easy mister home! Little ones will surely be happy here!”
“Myon! Myon’s Alice is so wonderful!” Myon said, happy enough to ignore her injuries. As Anon felt Alice move further into the hat, shortly followed by their family, he wrapped his arms around the body of the hat and hoisted it upwards, ensuring there was no way out. “YUPIPIPIP?! WHAT HAPPENED?!”
“Myamya, can’d ged oud!”
“Led Awiche tage ich eajy!”
“Getting squiched! Led Awice out!”
The little ones continued on with similar cries. Ignoring their pleas, Anon quickly shifted into the bushes before any curious Yukkuri could inquire about the noise. Ensuring he was out of sight, he cupped his hands around his mouth and spoke softly into the hat, “Take it easy, for you are being watched by the legendary Mister Human!”
“YUYUYU!! WHERE IS MISTER HUMAN?!” Alice cried.
Wanting her to shut up, Anon quickly spoke again, “I, the benevolent and incredibly easy Mister Human, have come with an offer! I shall offer you a home in my heavenly domain, but only if you do exactly as I say! Entrust your children to me, and I shall ensure safety for you all!” Anon’s plan relied those Alices, but only the children. Keeping Myon’s partner alive meant more potential Myons in the future.
The family could be heard debating quietly within the hat, wondering what to do. “Yuu… Alice isn’t sure if little ones will be safe! Alice wants to be safe only with little ones and Myon!”
“I assure you, your little ones shall be kept safe under my divine eye, and your whole family shall be ascended to my domain as well!”
“Myon! Myon thinks Mister Human will be good to little ones, Mister Humans are really big and strong! Myon is fine with this!” The Myon said. Anon chuckled at their eagerness/stupidity.
“Very well! First, you all must close your eyes tight! It is the only way my divine sorcery can transport your family safely!” Anon demanded. He finally stood up and checked inside the hat, where every Yukkuri had indeed closed their eyes. “Excellent! Brace yourselves for the benevolent Mister Human’s high-speed transport!” His grandiose speech looked rather silly as he simply lifted Alice and Myon first, putting them into a single container. He made sure to drop a lemon tablet in after them, to ensure they slept on the way home. The four child Alices were placed into a separate container without a tablet, however. “The transportation is complete! You may open your eyes, but keep them low to the ground!”
Alice and Myon opened their eyes, saw the lemon tablet and immediately began licking it. “Yu! This must be a treasure from the incredible Mister Human!” Alice said, not even stopping to sniff the tablet first. As Anon intended, before long both Alice and Myon were out like a light. He stuffed them into his backpack, leaving a Reese’s Piece in for Reimu to keep her busy.
“Alright then, future subjects! You must perform a task for me, in order to ensure you and your parents’ survival! Should you fail, you shall all be smited without mercy! Do you understand?” Anon spoke into the container, where each Alice was looking downwards as requested. The influence of a mighty Mister Human was incredibly potent, it seemed.
“Awich undershtands, eajy! Shishters undershtand too!” One spoke up. That was all Anon needed to hear. With the Alices in hand, he snuck around the outskirts of the clearing, approaching the tree they’d been so hastily forced out of. Listening carefully, it sounded like Patchouli was rustling around and rearranging the former home for their own needs. Everything was in place.
Grabbing the food container with both hands, Anon tensed his arms, vibrating the Yukkuri inside rapidly up and down. As he continued, it was easy to see that the baby Yukkuri were getting very, very flustered. “Yuuuuu~! Awich needs to wefwesh right away, easy!”
“Awich wants to wefwesh wight now! Need cyute Yukuwwi to wefwesh wif!”
Anon grinned devilishly as they responded as he’d expected. “Alright then, listen to me. Go inside this tree and relieve yourselves.” Anon placed the container on the ground and slowly tipped the Alices out next to the entrance, where they piled in without hesitance.
He didn’t have to wait long for the initial response. “Mukyu--?!! What is the meaning of--?!” Knowing that the Patchouli could retaliate with her stick again and easily kill the little ones, Anon peeked his face around and into the entrance of the tree. “YUAAAAAAAAAA!! IT’S A MISTER HUMA--!!” Patchouli started, but was stopped as she was swamped by a small mob of horny Alices, who rubbed rubbed up against any part they were capable of. “No, no! Get rapers away from lovely Patchouli now!!” But there was no stopping now. The Alices showed no signs of stopping, spraying Patchouli all over as she quietly cried to herself. “Nhoo… stob dis… don’d wand do get pregnand…” She said weakly as several stalks began to sprout from her head, her skin darkening as the buds lining them quickly sapped away her paste faster than she could produce it. Slowly but surely, Anon watched as the spree of little ones raped their home invader to death in front of his eyes.
“You have performed excellently, little ones. Now, feast on the sweet-sweets provided by the incredible Mister Human, and you shall join your parents once again!” Anon quickly tossed in another lemon tablet towards the little ones, waiting until they calmed down and fell asleep before packing them up again. “Good, wouldn’t want them raping each other in there, I can’t stand retard Yukkuri.” He thought to himself.
The little ones were stored away inside Anon’s backpack as he ensured their parents their job was done. With any luck they wouldn’t remember being rapists and act fairly normal back home. If not, he would need to think up a suitable punishment for them. As he snuck around the outskirts again, he racked his brains and settled on a plan. But first, there were more Yukkuri to grab.
The Meiling was closest, so Anon went to her tree first. “Psst, Remilia!” He called, smiling as his faithful assistant swooped down beside him. “We’re gonna get moving here shortly, so I think we can cause a little mischief before we go, don’t you?” Remilia nodded excitedly at the thought of having some fun, setting herself on Anon’s shoulder as he pointed out the plan. “Okay, here’s the deal. I’m going to go and grab these few Yukkuri,” He pointed out each tree, “so I want you to cover for me. If any other Yukkuri see me, I want you to some slice them up and eat them, okay?” The face Remilia was making was all Anon needed to see. “Good girl. Right, let’s move.”
The winged Yukkuri took off into the canopy as Anon rounded the tree and peeked inside. The Meiling was still asleep, as they tended to be. It was simply a matter of reaching in and lifting her out, placing her in a container as gently as Anon could will himself to.
Meilings could withstand spicy flavours, as far as Anon was aware. He was going to experiment with making the hottest Meilings ever with the leftover sauce, then using them for his endeavours later.
Next, the Tewis. As Anon rounded to their tree, he came across the home of the bereaved Reimu and her children from earlier, the family of the bushy Reimu he’d taken. “Don’t worry little ones! Mama will take care you you twice as hard in place of Papa!” He heard the Reimu say.
Still annoyed at abandoning their child, Anon looked to the canopy and gave a whistle, loud enough for the tree’s inhabitants to hear. “Yu? Whad was dat?” A Marisa could be heard saying inside. Just as the Marisa stepped out to investigate, they were whipped off the ground and into the trees at lightning speed, leaving only munching sounds and a quick yelp in their wake.
“Liddle one? LIDDLE ONE?! WHERE DID LIDDLE ONE GOOOOOOO?!” The mother Reimu cried. She stepped outside, looking around desperately for her child. Anon gave another whistle, this time ensuring Reimu would see him. She turned around, her eyes widening in horror at Anon’s perverse, sadistic grin. “A MISTER HU--!” Reimu barely finished her sentence before being sliced in half from behind, Remilia making off with her top half and heading into the canopy once again.
“MWOMMY COME BACK!!” The remaining two children cried in unison. Somehow not learning from past mistakes, the two stepped outside and looked around. At this point, Anon simply stepped around into clear view, whipped up both remaining sisters and snuck back around. “A MISDER HUMAN!!” The Marisa screamed. Anon tossed her up into the air, her hat flying off as she soared. “Feelsh wike fwying-ze!” But Marisa’s shortlived joy was quickly shot down as they saw where they were going. Anon raised his head and opened his mouth, the Marisa disappearing inside without even so much time for a squeak.
As he chewed on the Yukkuri, her sister looked on, mortified. Her eyes were wide and she looked rather broken. “WEIMU WILL KILL SHIDDY MISTER HUMAN! MISDER HUMAN TOOK ALL WEIMU’S FAMILY AWAY! GIVE THEM BACK WIGHT NOW!”
“If you’d asked nicely, I’d have considered it. But now you’re just going to have to die like the rest of them.” Anon opened his mouth once again as Reimu struggled to free herself. “But you’re going to go a lot slower than they did.” As Reimu screamed in terror, Anon placed her inside his mouth and clamped his lips down, resisting the urge to chew.
He could feel the muffled cries resonate within his cheeks. “Id’s dark in hewe, gan’d see anything! Led Weimu out wight now or Weimu will get angwy!”
Anon continued around the trees towards the Tewi’s nest, listening to Reimu inside him the whole time. “YUAAA! WEIMU IS GETTING WET! LET WEIMU OUT WIGHT NOW!!!” She cried hopelessly. Anon could feel his saliva grow sweet as it began to eat away at Reimu’s body, melting her slowly but surely.
“NWOOOOOO!!! WEIMU IZ MELDING!!! BLEASE LED WEIMU OUT OR WEIMU WILL DIE!!!” Anon felt a rush of glee as he felt Reimu’s braids pounding against the back of his teeth, savouring the feeling of helplessness she gave off. To mess with her further, he cracked open his mouth a tiny bit, just enough to let some light in.
“YU! WEIMU SEES LIGHT!” She said as Anon began to open his mouth a little wider.
“WEIMU CAN GET OUT! WEIMU IS FWEE!” Reimu hopped towards the opening, but felt her efforts get harder with each hop. Before she knew it, she felt herself sliding back, away from the light. “NWWWOOOOO!!! WEIMU DOESN’T WAND DO DIE HERE!!! MYAMYA!!! PYAPYA!!! SAVE WEIMU WIGHT NOWWWW!!!”
Anon finally tipped his head all the way back, feeling the vibrations of Weimu’s desperate, struggling cries as she slipped cleanly down his throat. If he listened closely, he could swear he still heard her on the way down to his stomach, awaiting the despair of digestion. One more problem out of his mind, Anon made his way to the Reisen and Tewi households, which were situated next to each other. Wanting to keep things simple this time, he tossed out a lemon tablet in front of the Tewi’s house first.
“Usa? Someone has left Tewi and Tewi a lovely gift, Usa!” The Tewi said, bringing it’s partner outside. “Hmmm. Might be a trick of some sort. Maybe a Mister Human hunter left this here to trap us!”
Anon was astounded at their clarity. He’d heard Tewis were smart, but he hadn’t expected this kind of foresight. Would he be able to make this easy after this?
“Wait! This could be a trick from stupid Reisens! Should go over and get answers from them first!” The second Tewi demanded. Anon sighed. Even a smart Yukkuri is still a Yukkuri after all, they can’t be smart 24/7.
The Tewis marched on over and into the Reisen’s tree, stepping inside the trunks and starting an argument. Anon glossed over the details as he thought of another plan. Quickly, her took a few lemon tablets and ground them up as best he could with the end of his bowie knife, producing a lemony powder. Grabbing as much as he could with his bare hands, he stepped beside the entrance to the Reisens’ tree and tossed in the handful of powder. “Eh?! What is go… ing on… here…” One of the Tewis said, slurring her words as the powder sent all the tree’s occupants to sleep.
“Fucking perfect.” Anon scooped up all four Yukkuri and put them in a container, making sure to sandwich them between two other layers. He didn’t want the Tewis finding out how to escape quite so easily.
Finally, he was down to his most looked-forward to specimen. He gave a whistle and as before, Remilia came down to meet him. “I’ve got another little job for you. Why don’t you take care of this one?”
“Uuu? What does Mister mean?” She asked, tilting herself to the side.
Another container was brought from the backpack and laid on the ground, lid open. “Go in there and see if you can’t convince the Yukkuri in there to come with us.” He said with a smile.
Not sure why he was doing this, but in no position to argue, Remilia gently swept herself to the ground and went inside.
“OJOU-SAMA!!”
“SAKUYA!!”
Anon grinned happily as, a few minutes later, Remilia and Sakuya came out, lovingly rub-rubbing alongside one another. “I take it everything went okay then?”
“Uuu!” Remilia nodded happily. “Sakuya wants to come home with Remilia and Mister!” She said, lifting Sakuya by her headdress and plopping her gently into the food container.
“Excellent. I promise I’ll let you out in just a little while, it shouldn’t take too long.” Anon reassured Sakuya as he slid the food container in amongst the others. “Awesome, that should do us for today. Let’s go, Remilia.”
As Anon and Remilia began backing off from the clearing, Anon heard something from behind him. “Deibu is lying na no ze! Mister Humans don’t exist here!”
“It’s true, easy! The one who made Dosu and everyone else be uneasy was a Mister Human! Deibu saw it with Deibu’s own eyes!”
Wanting to investigate further, Anon placed his backpack down and ordered Remilia to guard it, sneaking back to the clearing again. “Humph! Marisa can’t believe it! Deibu just wants to take over from Dosu and boss everyone around!” Marisa proclaimed, only serving to make Deibu more desperate. “If Deibu is so sure of a Mister Human causing so much uneasiness, then prove it!”
Marisa turned away dramatically, giving the Yukkuri equivalent of a cold shoulder. As Deibu tried her best to convince Marisa to believe her, Anon shot out from behind the tree, sprinted into the clearing as quickly as he could, raised one of his legs and delivered an almighty kick into the back of Deibu, sending her rocketing into the back of Marisa, who took a moment to realise that she was covered from head to foot in Yukkuri gore. She gazed up in horror as a long, black shadow cast itself on the ground around her, the source being a towering, fearsome creature, who looked down at Marisa with a cold, icy stare.
“YUYUYUYU!! IT’S! IT’S! IT’S!!”
“A Mister Human, yes.” Anon grinned, raising his leg and squashing the Marisa underneath before she could move. All around him, fearful screams erupted from the trunks of trees and the leaves of bushes. Wanting to have a little more fun, Anon ran up to one of the trees and saw a mother Reimu ordering her children around. “Boo!”
“YUAAA!!! LIDDLE ONES GED IN MAMA’S MOUTH QUICK!” The mother said, ushering her three Koreimus into her mouth post-haste. “Mama’s mouth is great and invincible, no dirty Mister Humans can get inside!”
As if a Yukkuri living in a forest had any right to call anything dirty. Feeling that every Yukkuri in the forest needed a lasting impression left on them, Anon reached into the Reimu’s nest and picked her up by each side. The Reimu looked him in the eyes fearfully, unable to protest or it’s little ones would be exposed, meaning it could do little but wait in anguish for Anon’s plan of action to occur. Inside, she could feel her little ones shaking in fear and nuzzling against one another.
“Let this be a lesson to you forest-dwelling Yukkuri!” Anon began, raising the Reimu up high for all the Yukkuri to see. He spied some faces and eyes peeking out from between roots and leaves, assuring himself that he had an audience. “Look on in fear and know that the almighty Mister Humans shall destroy any and all Yukkuri deemed to be uneasy!”
With that, Anon turned Reimu on her side and sunk his teeth into her. Her willpower to keep her mouth shut meant that her cries of pain were muffled and agonising. Tears rolled down her face as Anon continued biting and eating his way through Reimu’s cheek, ridding her of filling as the little ones inside her became more and more agitated. Through what little was left of the side of her face, Anon could hear Reimu’s children crying.
“YUAAAA!! MWOMMIE HELB CYUTE WEIMU MOWWE!”
“DON’D LIGE DIS! GAN’D DAGE ID EAJY LIGE DIS!”
“MISDER HUMAN GO AWAY! WIGHT NOW ISH FINE, EAJY!”
Wanting to mess with them a little more, Anon shook the Reimu violently side to side, listening joyfully as the screams inside her intensified. With one final bite, Anon tore all the way through Reimu’s cheek, exposing the terrified little ones within, who looked up at him with absolute fear in their eyes.
Knowing her little ones were no longer safe, Reimu finally opened her mouth. “NWWOOOOO!! LEAVE REIMU’S LIDDLE ONES ALONE!!”
There was little Reimu could do as Anon held her up and tilted the hole he’d made towards him. Reimu tried to cry for help and mercy, but was speechless as she watched her three precious little ones tumble out of a hole in her side, disappearing into Anon’s mouth. Their squeaks and cries were cut short as Anon bit down as hard as he could, the last breath of each child popping under the pressure tearing Reimu’s heart in half each time.
After witnessing her lovely little ones be eaten right in front of her, without any hope of rescue, Reimu seemed to break down. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused, her mouth dangling and limp. “Mister Humans are always watching for naughty Yukkuri to punish!” Anon bellowed, making sure all the Yukkuri could hear. “If you’re not well behaved, then we’ll have no choice but to come and exterminate every single one of you!” He emphasised his words by throwing the limp Reimu into the bushes, where screams and vomiting sounds resounded on impact.
Realising his work was done, Anon walked back into the bushes, picked up his backpack, tickled Remilia under her mouth, and made his way back to his car, putting away his gear and driving off peacefully, leaving a forest full of carnage and fear in his wake.
“I hereby dub thee Tewi-proof.” Anon said to himself, patting his latest hardware project on the lid. He’d repurposed a plastic Aquarium and fitted it with a series of padlocks, ensuring the Tewis couldn’t escape no matter how hard they tried. Ensuring they were still somewhat sedated, Anon tossed the Tewis into their new home, alongside their Reisens. Anon was sure they’d get along and create more little Tewis to sell on. All he needed to do was funnel some more lemon tablet dust into the small but sturdy vent he’d made and it’d be easy-peasy.
The next new addition to Anon’s Yukkurarium was a cordoned-off area where the three Koalices had been put. It wasn’t hard to convince their parents that they’d never had little ones to begin with and that everything had been a dream. Anon had simply told them that they could have little ones in real life now, an offer which they quickly took up. The couple’s former three children were set into a large pit, the floor of which Anon had rigged up to be remote-activated to vibrate on command.
He now had his own little rape pit to toss shitheads into, glorious.
The Bushy Reimu had been put into Patchouli’s class along with the little cross-bred Yukkuri, being taught on the do’s and don’ts as usual. She looked happy and well fed, much to Anon’s delight. Even more to his delight, he’d been letting Sakuya and Remilia fly around the room and clean things up, with Remilia helping Sakuya up and down from high places. They both looked overjoyed at each other’s company.
But finally, Anon’s last subject to come home was the one currently needing his attention.
“Jaou, Jaou! Meiling is in a strange place! Is Mister Human going to play?” Meiling had been pretty cooperative with Anon, seeing as he let her sleep often and kept Sakuya away from her. She was all too happy to come up to Anon’s workbench and go about some tests.
“Not exactly. I’m going to run some tests with you, just to try some things out. First off…” Anon reached under his bench and retrieved the Reaper Sauce from earlier. “...do you know what this is?”
It took a few seconds, but Meiling answered with “Nope! Looks tasty though…”
“Excellent, because I’m going to let you try a few drops.” A small amount of sauce was lifted out via a small dropper and held over Meiling. “Open your mouth wide and say “Jao~n!””
“Jaoooo~n!” Meiling opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, whereupon Anon dropped the contents of the dropper onto it. She recalled her tongue and seemed to swish the sauce around in her mouth for a while. The fact that she hadn’t vomited herself to death or exploded was a good sign. “Tastes really nice, Jao~n!”
“I’m glad to hear that. Before I let you go though, I have a few other things to let you try.” Once again disappearing under his bench, Anon came up with two far more menacing looking containers. The first was a small glass container filled with what looked like crystals, the second one was a small jar, filled with a sticky-looking, odd coloured liquid. “First, the crystals. Open wide.”
With no reason not to, Meiling opened her mouth. In went the crystals, which she once again ate without issue, much to Anon’s surprise. Being resistant to spiciness was one thing, but shrugging off pure Capsaicin? That was impressive. Still, Meiling had one more test left. “Jaoo~n… Didn’t taste as nice as the last one, but was still nice!”
For the final test, Anon snapped on a pair of rubber gloves. He didn’t want this stuff hitting any part of him. Carefully, he removed the jar to the lid, lifting it up and keeping it well back from him. “Ready for the last dose, Meiling?” He asked, careful not to spill any of the deadly chemical.
“Meiling is ready!” His faithful subject said, opening her mouth once again. In a few seconds, the liquid was gone and Meiling had swallowed it all. To Anon’s astonishment, she wasn’t even fazed by this either. “Tasted funny, Mister! What was Mister making Meiling eat?”
Setting the jar in the nearby sink for an adequate washing, Anon spoke as he removed his gloves. “That was a little something known as “Resiniferatoxin. It’s a thousand times hotter than the second thing you ate.”
This fact made Meiling look very full of herself. “Jaoo~n! Meiling is super impressive, right?”
“Actually, yeah. I didn’t think you had it in you. There’s just one other small thing I need to test out.” Inside Anon’s pocket was a small packet, which he tore the top off of to reveal a tiny Koalice. These little containers were meant as cheap treats for children, or bait for abyusers. Needless to say they weren’t very smart or polite.
The moment Anon set the Alice on the ground in front of Meiling, she tore towards her at a speed of knots. “AWICE WANDS DO REFWECH WIF--” But the moment Alice came in contact with Meiling’s body, they seeming shot back from her with a start. “YUYUYYUAAAAAA!! HWOOOOOOOTCH!” As they danced around in searing pain, little red blotches started to well up on the Alice, disfiguring her face beyond all recognition.
Curiosity drove Anon to pick up a thermometer next to his sink and stick it in Meiling’s mouth. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he saw the temperature. “F-fuck. That’s…” He was speechless. He wasn’t quite sure what he’d expected, but he guessed that if he put his hand in Meiling’s mouth, his flesh would likely melt off his bones. “...I don’t suppose stuff like this wears off after a while, does it?” He asked.
“Jaou! It takes a few minutes, but Meiling will be nice and cool once again!”
“Fantastic.” The fact that she hadn’t specified how many minutes worried Anon. “Okay, well for now I’m going to just leave you to float in the cold water for a while. You know how to swim, right?” With her confirmation, Anon took Meiling and placed her in the small pond which sat in the Yukkurarium, leaving her with her hat upside down to keep her afloat. “You be a good girl and get along with everyone, okay? You can sleep as much as you want if you only behave yourself.”
With both parties satisfied, Anon packed his things away and went back to his computer.
He had more hunting parties to plan, all of them involving a nigh-nuclear Meiling.
