[Episode 121612] [Episode 121612]Shortly before Genma "bought" his baldness cure:
Nabiki writhed on the ground before the hentai youma, moaning lustfully, while the transformation finished racing over and through her body. When it was finally done with her, she was a new woman - or new skunk - inside and out. And that brought a new outlook on life and new goals as well.
For many years Nabiki had dreamed of becoming a successful businesswoman and making tons of cash. Those dreams were summarily erased and overwritten with her new ambition of becoming a cheap or free whore and being fucked a lot - and helping others achieve the same dream.
With a moan she rolled to all fours, then rose to her knees and sat on her haunches. "I don't know about you, Miss Hentai Youma," she churred seductively, "but I feel so much yummier." She reached between her spread legs and ripped off her panties. None of those for her ever again.
The youma smiled down at her and held out a hand, to help her up. "You know what to do now?"
Nabiki licked her muzzle lasciviously. "You bet your sexy tush, I do! But first I need a good, hard fuck, so I can concentrate on recruiting. The dozen guys at that construction site over there should do the trick. See ya!"
"Have fun, my stinky little slut," said the smiling youma.
Nabiki clenched her knees together and made a squishing sound momentarily. "Oooh! I like the sound of that."
Three days later:
Nabiki watched closely, as the two workers hung the sign over the entrance of her new place of business.
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StinkySlut's The smelliest whores in Tokyo |
"Is this okay, Miss... err..."
"Call me Stinky," said Nabiki, squeezing her big, furry melons. "The sign looks perfect; well done. Now," she breathed with a heavy churr in her voice, "if the gentlemen would please step inside and fuck the bejeezus out of my hungry holes..."
Nabiki turned around and stalked through the open front door in her six inch heels, making sure to swish her butt and wave her fluffy, sexy tail for the men. She left behind the heady aroma of a skunk girl in heat.
The men couldn't climb down and follow her fast enough.
Unnoticed up on the roof, sat the hentai youma, laughing merrily at the sheer amount of hentai energy emanating from the building. Who would have thought that the girl was such a genius at setting up this business? And to think that it was only by accident that the hentai youmas had discovered the unique advantages of furries for their energy collection schemes...
It had been known, of course, that animals possessed far greater amounts of sexual energy than humans, but they released it in different ways that were difficult or impossible for the youma to tap. Only humans, with their sentient minds, could be induced to to release their energy in just the right way for the youmas to collect - most of the youmas liked to play mind games of shame, humiliation and reluctance with their victims to get them into the right frame of mind.
But then one of the Peniselians had trapped one of those annoying (but tasty) Senshi girls and her pet, and to humiliate her he had transformed her into a half animal and made her pet mate with her. The energy yield had been astounding! It was more than triple of the expected anount from a human.
Thus it was discovered that "furries" could produce great amounts of sexual energy like animals, while still releasing them in human ways that could be harvested. Pretty soon everybody was hopping on the bandwagon and transforming humans into half-animals - although some conservatives still prefered to do things the old-fashioned way.
The Energy collection rate was on the up and up, and the youmas had been on their way of establishing their Hentai Kingdom on earth - and it would have worked, if not for those meddling Senshi and their cats! Now there were only few of them left, scattered all around Tokyo and surviving from day to day by collecting the stray energy generated by leftover furries and incidental sex of normal humans. Thankfully the aftermath of their failed invasion had left Tokyo a much more sexual place, or they would all have died off by now.
This particular youma had risked a lot by transforming that human and giving her limited furrification powers - such schemes inevitably seemed to draw those damn Senshi girls - but the energy created by a furry brothel staffed with the sexiest, horniest animal sluts imaginable would be worth the risk. And Nabiki - or StinkySlut, as she now called herself - had shown uncommon genius in her recruitment strategy and business arrangements.
The Skunkhouse was the new home of many nymphomaniac skunkgirl whores, each uniquely qualified (mentally or physically) to fulfil a specific fetish, and all of them desperately eager to cater to the lusts of the men (and women) with those fetishes.
Nabiki panted and left a trail of aphrodisiac musk on the floor for the men to follow, as she walked though the house towards her bedroom. One by one she passed the rooms of her eager girls, listening to the sounds they made and breathing in the smells they produced.
The first room housed FluffySlut. Of course she had once answered to a different name, but those days were over. Where the other skunkgirls had short, silky fur all over their bodies, except for the manes on their heads and their bushy tails, FluffySlut was covered all over with a thick, shaggy pelt that felt wonderful and was simply made to run your fingers through. Given that her entire fur was a highly sensitive erogenous zone to her, FluffySlut enjoyed furplay enormously.
SmellySlut lived and worked in room 2. Her specialty was her uncommonly strong musk, which wasn't quite strong enough to transform anyone, like StinkySlut's spray could, but which served as a highly potent aphrodisiac. Just smelling her turned people on (and it was pretty much impossible not to smell her, while being in the same room or even house). People she actually sprayed would be overcome with insatiable lust for days on end, sometimes even permanently. On her days off she liked to ambush and spray stuck-up girls.
BabySlut enjoyed playing Lolicon games with her customers. Although she was, in fact, 16 at the time of her transformation, her slight build and innocent look had been enhanced by her skunkification. Her room was carefully decorated to resemble a little girl's room, and she used red ribbons in her black and white mane to make herself look even more childish. She loved playing either the naughty little brat in need of punishment, or the angelic, innocent little daughter with feelings for her many "Daddies".
SquirtySlut's musk was not as pungent or potent as that of SmellySlut, but there sure was a lot of it. Her swollen, furry twat constantly drooled rivers of fragrant juices down her legs, and when she orgasmed she came by the bucket. Her bed was one single, permanent wet spot, but she didn't mind and neither did her customers. She had always liked her own juices, even before her transformation, and now she was proud to be the juiciest slut around.
Next door to her lived her bestest friend, LickySlut. The other Skunks theorized that LickySlut's long, flexible tongue was too long to fit entirely inside her muzzle, but since she had never been seen without deliberately extending her tongue to lick and slurp on something, it was hard to tell. LickySlut loved to taste anything and everything, so she was the brothel's oral expert. From foot worship to cunnilingus to fellatio to tongue baths - if it involved licking, sucking or tasting, it was her game. She particularly enjoyed cleaning up after the permanently dribbling SquirtySlut.
DitzySlut used to be a fairly intelligent girl, who could and would read sophisticated books and was able to have thoughtful, stimulating conversations. Now she mainly giggled, and if she spoke at all, it was in short, ungrammatical sentences of one or at most two syllable words. Mostly she just did what she was told, since she was dimly aware that she was far too stupid to fend for herself. She still enjoyed "reading" her collection of porn magazines, although, of course, she could no longer understand the writing; looking at pretty pictures and masturbating she could still manage, though.
StretchySlut could be heard moaning loudly from her room, as Nabiki passed it. She was probably riding her favorite dildo, "Mr. Horsy", again. Or perhaps she was being fisted by a customer. StretchySlut's cunt was a gaping cavern that ached unbearably, if it went for more than a few seconds without being filled by something huge and hard. StretchySlut didn't care whether it was a man's fist and forearm, or one of her giant dildos, or a champaign bottle, or a set of oversized ben-wa balls - as long as her loose cunt was being stretched, she was happy.
PetSlut lived in room 8. Or, more precisely, she lived in a cage inside room 8, which held her food bowl, water bowl, some newspapers on the floor and a blanket for bedding. She had been very much delighted by her transformation into a half-animal, but for her tastes it had not gone far enough. She wanted to be a full animal and refused to act like the sentient being she was, unless directly ordered by her owner, Mistress StinkySlut. She wouldn't walk upright or talk, but she adored being taken "walkies" around the house and garden, led on her leash by her customers or fellow skunkgirls. When her customers took her from behind on all fours and whispered in her ear what a good, slutty animal she was, she always came explosively, without fail.
The former Nabiki entered her "Office"/Bedroom, enveloped in a cloud of her sexual stink. She was excruciatingly randy and badly needed to get fucked - for the sixth time this morning. She had stripped off the skimpy clothing that she had worn outside for legality's sake, as soon as she entered the house. Now she stood in all her furry, smelly glory; her swollen, sparsely furred snatch dripping, her elongated, cherry-red nipples poking visibly out of the fur covering her perky melons, her fluffy tail waving excitedly behind her. When the two burly workers entered, it was all she could do, not to pounce them, but let them come to her.
The two men dropped their trousers as soon as they entered. Without a word, they walked up to her, and the first drew the panting teenaged skunkgirl towards himself, squishing her round tits between them and shoving his boner into her waiting snatch without preamble. His coworker circled around behind the animal girl, where he petted her furry tail for a few moments, before forcibly pulling it upwards, revealing her puckered back entrance.
The sandwiched girl gasped, moaned and whimpered for a few minutes, until she recovered the power of speech. "Talk to me! Please, talk dirty!"
| "So you like dirty talk, huh?" | ||
| "*moan* Yes! Please!" | ||
| "You really are a slut, aren't you?" | "Heh, yeah." | |
| "Mmmmnh!" | ||
| "Only a real slut clenches her slutty cunt like that, when she's called a slut." | "Ohgod!" | |
| "And that goes for your slutty asshole, too." | ||
| "Aaah! M-more! Tell me how I smell!" | ||
| "You stink!" | "You stink!" | |
| "*Moan* More!" | ||
| "You're a smelly animal!" | ||
| "A stinking skunky bitch in heat!" | ||
| "Aiiiieee! I am! I am!" | ||
| "You slut!" | "Ahh!" | |
| "Stinky slut!" | ||
| "Oh! Oh! Oh!" | ||
| "Stinky slut!" | "Stinky Slut!" | |
| "Yeees! I'm a stinky slut! And I'm cummiiiiiiing! Aiiieeeeh!" | ||
| "Whoah..." | "Aaahhh!" | "Unngh!" |
| "Ah!" | ||
| "Uh!" | ||
| "Ah." | ||
| "ah." | ||
| "ahh..." | ||
| "Phew!" | "mmmmmmh..." | "Wotta ride." |
Outside the room, unseen by anyone, the hentai youma collected the released energy with great glee. This furry fetish brothel was the perfect setup. Soon she would have all the hentai energy she could ever need. She laughed evilly. Nothing could go wrong!
This kind of thought is also known as "asking for it".
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