Youko Kurama and the Plant
[timeline: 130 years prior to Otherworld]
Youko Kurama was in Demon World. Every since he had been bound to the Princess of Otherworld almost twenty years ago, he had been trying to form alliances that would help with the protection of Otherworld. Demon World, which was divided into four kingdoms, was filled with demons, higher and lower class, all ruled by four demons. But each kingdom was ruled differently.
The ruler of the Northern Lands, a Battle Demon named Raizen, barely was a ruler at all. He had no government; he only held his throne because no one could defeat him in battle. And fighting was what he loved best.
Inutaishou was the ruler of the Western Land and was a fierce and powerful Dog Demon. He ruled his lands loosely, mostly protecting his followers and for that reason, they loved him.
Otherworld already had alliances with these two lands; forged by Arina, the oldest sister of Princess Aara and the one in charge of the boundaries between the Human World and Demon World.
In the South were the lands ruled by Pogua, the stubborn, proud ruler who would not even consider an alliance. But his second-in-command was a Goat Demon named Yomi, who was a friend of Youko Kurama's. Yomi was a former thief and the two had been accomplices for many years. Youko knew that Yomi was very ambitious and would eventually overthrow Pogua. When that happened, Youko would press for an alliance. This trip had been deep into Demon World, to the farthest lands, the Eastern Lands, ruled by Mukuro. Mukuro was the only female demon ruler and full of mistrust and suspicion. Youko did not know what her past was, but it was have been terrible -- the demon had been partially destroyed and now sported cybernetic parts that replaced ruined flesh.
The meeting was futile -- Mukuro had barely listened to his proposal and had dismissed him almost immediately. Youko had no time to rest or restore his supplies before he was ordered out of the castle.
Now he hovered high above the Eastern Lands, flying on a plant which used wings to spread its seeds. He had attached the wings to himself with tendrils and was safely sailing above the dangerous lands. For that was his power: the power over plants. He kept a supply of seeds with him at all times, some of them braided into his long white hair, and with a touch of his power, the seeds would sprout into full grown plants. And some of his plants were very deadly. His favorite weapon was a rose whip, a whip formed from a red rose that could slice through steel.
It would take him nearly two weeks of flying to get back to Otherworld. Even though the Princess would not be happy with his failure, he was looking forward to being with her again. She had bound him to her and he ached to be with her. When he was physically apart for her, the need was greatly diminished and felt like a tune that you couldn't get out of your mind -- bothersome but not desperate.
The lands passed by under him, and Youko lazily watched them go by. He had very little food and water, but he wanted to get out of the Eastern Lands before he foraged. Mukuro had not given him safe passage and her lands were dangerous. He was heading due west to the Northern Lands, the lands of Raizen. They were not much safer, since Raizen had no real control over his lands, but at least he would have some protection.
Two more days passed and Youko drank the last of his water. He was going to have to land very soon. From this vantage point, it was hard to see where the Eastern Lands ended and the Northern Lands began, but they had to be very close. Once he crossed the border, which was sure to be guarded -- at least on the Eastern side -- he would land and procure food and water.
As the hours passed, he began to get thirstier and thirstier. Probably because he had no water, his mind could think of nothing but water! But he was also feeling strange, his body felt hot and all of his nerve endings seemed more alive. Beads of perspiration began to form on his brow and he wiped them away. He wished that he could fly faster, but this plant glided on wind currents and didn't have the ability to flap its wings. He sighed unhappily. This entire trip had been a disaster. No alliance and now he was getting sick. Had Mukuro poisoned him? No, he would have felt its effects much sooner than this.
The sun streamed down on him, but it was a winter sun and only warm, not hot. And it was beginning to set; he had about an hour until nightfall. Suddenly he felt a twinge in his groin and immediately realized what was wrong. He was going into heat!
He groaned out loud. Not that!! Some male demons, especially those who are animal demons, go into periodic heats. Their entire world becomes a desperate need to relieve themselves. And no one had worse heats than a Fox Demon. It would make him completely vulnerable. He would become a writhing, miserable mess that was absolutely helpless. His control over plants would diminish as his heat grew stronger since he would be unable to concentrate. He needed to find a shelter, a cave, anything! And soon!
He began to look at the ground below him. He was passing over rocky hills which might conceal a cave. He checked out every dark crevice but found nothing. He was getting desperate. He saw a dark spot high up the hill, near the top, and swooped down towards it. A cave! He had found a cave!
He landed, and removed the plant from his shoulders, then a sudden gust of wind tore it from his grasp. In moments it was a tiny speck high in the sky. Youko sighed unhappily. He had wanted to convert it back into a seed to continue his trip, but it had gotten away from him. Turning his attention to the cave, he checked it out. It was shallow, only about 10 feet across and about 15 feet deep. But fortune finally smiled on the miserable Fox and he found a trickle of clear water on the back wall. He licked the wall, trying to satiate his terrible thirst. It wasn't much, but at least it was something.
When he went back outside, it was dark. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pouch filled with different seeds. He selected two seeds and planted them at the mouth of the cave, and after stepping inside, used his power. Two bushes filled with long, needle-like thorns obscured the entrance to the cave. He did not expect them to protect him, except from very small demons. But if he could remain hidden until his heat was over, it would be enough.
Youko had water and shelter, but he still was faced with his worst problem. How was he going to relieve his heat? In the past he usually found a willing (or at times not so willing) demon -- male or female didn't matter in times of heat. But now, not only was there no other demons around, but he did not want to touch anyone except his Princess.
In the beginning he could use his own hands, but as his heat progressed, he would lose the ability to concentrate and would just lay there moaning. After over a thousand years of life, he had been through hundreds of heats and he knew what to expect. Youko hated every time he went into heat. He didn't like feeling so vulnerable and helpless. And twenty years ago, his heat had made him a captive and now he was bound to Princess Aara as a result of it. Of course, since his binding the Princess made sure she was there for his heats and she stayed with him as long as he required, gently easing the burning need.
But tonight he was alone. He reached into a pocket, one hidden between the layers of his clothing and pulled out a small pouch. Inside were three seeds. He had never used these seeds before, but they had been given to him by another Fox Demon many years ago, to be used in times like this. The plant was supposed to help relieve your heats. Youko had no idea how it worked, but he was desperate. He set one seed aside and then undressed, pulling off the many layers of white gauzy material, careful not pull his long tail.
He gave his tail a couple of flicks when it was freed. Aara did not like his tail and was always shoving it to the side. When he had first been bound, she had braided it while he was asleep, and when he woke, he lazily flicked it only to find that it was now a heavy braid. A braid that he could not reach. He screamed and ran to find her, forgetting that he was stark naked. The maids blushed and turned away as he ran past, yelling for the Princess.
She appeared at the foot of the stairs and looked up at her first male and began to smile, then laugh. Her haughty Fox was standing there naked, his face flushed red with anger, hurling expletives at her. Finally she got control of herself and walked up the stairs to him. Ignoring his anger, she took his hand and walked him back to his room, where she unbraided his tail and promised, between giggles, that she would never braid it again.
Youko sighed. He would even let her braid his tail again if only she were here. He went to wall to drink more water and then sat down in the center of the cave. Moonlight filtered into it, throwing strange shadows on the floor and walls, created by the thorny bushes at the entrance. He took the single seed and planted it into the floor of the cave and used his power. Instantly a plant grew, only about two feet tall, with large flat leaves and two spikes. He groaned. This plant was useless! He didn't know what he expected, but this plant was certainly not it.
Without warning, the plant grew a tendril and then another. They grew longer and longer and ensnared the hapless Fox. Within minutes, Youko was bound by the plant and lay helpless on the floor. Damn! Now he couldn't even use his hands!
For long minutes, he lay there in misery as his heat grew deeper. His penis sprang to life and his balls twitched in their sheath. He moaned as his need grew, unable to even writhe in the strong gasp of the miserable plant. What had he done?
The plant seemed to respond to his body and suddenly the tendrils moved, wrapping around each of his limbs, and then lifting him. They spread him wide, suspended in mid-air, until he looked like a giant X. He was only about a foot off the floor and his tail pooled underneath him. It was easier now that his legs were not bound together and he began to move to the inner voice of his head. He was thirsty again, but now there was no way to get to the water. For hours, Youko stayed there, suspended like a fly in a spider's web, his heat growing worse and worse. The plant was giving no relief at all -- it had made things much worse!
One of the tendrils began to form a pod at its end and he watched as it went to the water. What was it doing? The pod returned and pushed itself into his mouth, spilling cool water into his parched throat. Another tendril formed another pod, only larger and longer. Sap began to drip from the end. Youko watched it carefully as it swung over his body, dripping sap onto him. Then it moved between his legs and at the same time, the tendrils wrapped around his legs widened, pulling him open, and tilted him so his head was a little lower than the rest of his body. The pod tipped upward and the dripping sap coated it, then it slowly pushed its way into his anus. The slick sap made its entry very easy and pain free. The pod began to move inside of him, stroking his insides, then pulling almost out and pushing back in even deeper than before.
His penis responded immediately and began its own drip. Another tendril wrapped around it, and then divided its end into two. One end became another pod, held under his penis to catch his fluids; the other a tiny tip which began to tease the tiny hole at the end of his penis. He moaned loudly and began to thrash, his body alive with sensations that he had not believed possible. Another tendril found his balls and undulated around them. Youko began to keen, a high-pitched moan of despair.
His first climax was a deep shuddering from far inside his body, coupled with a long cry that could probably be heard for miles. But Youko was beyond caring about anything other than his own terrible need. The pod covered the head of his penis as he came, drinking in his protein-rich semen with unnerving slurping sounds. The damn plant was eating his semen!
After that first climax, Youko focused a little and realized what the plant was. It did indeed eat his semen, living off of the proteins in his fluid, and would continue to arouse him until he had no more to give it. He stared at the plant, looking at the tall spikes in the center, wondering what they would be used for, hoping that they were only decoration.
All through the night and far into the next day, the plant used the Fox. Over and over he was aroused by the various tendrils and pods and over and over he gave his fluids to it. It was late afternoon, and he was exhausted; his heat finally coming to an end. In the back of his mind was the worry that the plant would not let him rest.
As if reading his mind, the plant suddenly turned him over so that now he was suspended face down. Looking down he could see the spikes begin to lengthen and grow. He tried to use his power to stop the plant but he had no strength left. He realized in terror that this was what it had been waiting for. The pod pulled out of his anus, leaving him dripping with sap, and the spike pushed in. Youko cried out -- it didn't hurt, but it felt huge inside of him. What did it want? He had nothing left to give.
It pushed deep inside, filling him, his anus stretched around its wide stalk. The second spike was still moving beneath him, as if looking for something. It suddenly opened and blossomed into a strange flower, and then pushed itself onto his penis, the tiny stamen of the flower going into the mouth of his penis. He screamed at the intrusion. He was completely at the mercy of this demon plant. The spike inside of his anus began to move, pumping him mercilessly. Youko groaned, his head hanging limply. Finally, his penis began to respond and the very last of his semen spilled out into the flower. Somehow the plant had sensed that he had more to give.
In one swift motion the plant pulled out of him and retracted all of its tendrils, letting him fall with a painful thud to the floor. Then the flower stretched to the mouth of the cave, and exploded into a million tiny seeds, each one with a tiny leaf like a sail, filling the air with its offspring. It had used him as food to give itself power to reproduce. Immediately after seeding itself, the plant wilted and died.
Youko lay there the rest of the day, too tired to even crawl to the water. Finally he began to regain his strength and walked on wobbly legs to the water and licked at the wall. He sat down gingerly, his butt sore and his penis tender, and began to dress. He removed the thorn bushes and stood there looking over the hostile landscape. The Northern Lands border was only about a mile away. The Fox reached into his pocket and pulled out the other two seeds and threw them away. "Never again, you miserable plant!"
Ten days later, Youko arrived at the Castle and was warmly greeted by his Princess. Late that night, as they lay contently in each other's arms, she said, "I felt your heat, Youko. How did you manage?"
"I had a little help from a friend."
"What?" she exclaimed. Was he capable of using someone else after her binding?
"Don't worry, it was a green friend." Youko told her. She raised an eyebrow, and he continued "But it will not happen again. My green friend had its own agenda."
And no matter how hard she tried, the Princess could never get the true story of the plant out of the Fox.