Walking Disasters and Me-Miscommunication – Ch 9

Walking Disasters and Me-Miscommunication – Ch 9

I look up at the stunningly beautiful fox woman who has sat herself in a
very
suggestive position on top of me as I feel one of her bushy tails brush against my cheek. I almost melt then and there, the sensation unlike anything I have felt before. It's like if clouds and puppies and kittens all got smushed into a gorgeous white furred tail and then gave you a hug!! It's lethal levels of comfiness! As it brushes close to my nose, I catch the scent of fresh laundry and clean carpet that cuts through the moist and damp smell of the cave.
Still in a slightly sleepy daze despite the warning from Ios and the shock of everything, I blurt out under my breath, "Am I dreaming?" like an absolute idiot. I instantly close my eyes again, as my cheeks feel like they've been lit on fire from the, no doubt, radiant blush I'm making. God why am I such a disaster lesbian. I'm pretty sure most of my exes got with me out of pity more than anything, seeing me flounder around romance so badly. Maybe that's why Sandra didn't like most of them...
The delightful laugh of the woman riding cowgirl on me pierces through the tense atmosphere of the now dark cave as she throws her head back slightly, bringing the back of one of her hands to her mouth to cover her guffaw. Her silky white hair bounces along with her chest with each breathy laugh she takes, which I notice after I finally open my eyes at the sound. After a few more seconds laughing at my expense, she brings her hand back down to hold against my side, that action alone enough to send a shiver through me. Her face leans back down, much softer and kinder now, and I can see what I think is genuine mirth behind her dazzling yet animalistic purple eyes.
"Ara~ My dear, you are just too adorable to be real. I wonder, if you were still deep into your dreams, what would we be doing then hmm?~ Sadly, my sweet little mortal, we are indeed back into the land of the waking, and I really do need you to answer some questions for me. If you
behave,"
she says in what I can only describe as the sexiest mommy voice I have
ever
heard, "then we can maybe talk about making those dreams come true hmm~?"
I'm in trouble.
The tail stroking my face hasn't let up all this time, and I'm honestly getting close to sensory overload. I'm pretty sure I reach it, because at the end of her last sentence, she moves a hand to gently cup the side of my face that isn't being snuggled to oblivion. My eye lids droop to half-mast as I can feel the arousal sink in from the pampering, even in a new body with a new life this will always be my weakness it seems. Oh well, there are worse ways to go!
"I undershtand." I mumble out drunkenly as best I can as I'm trying my hardest to survive this delightful affection. Even in my semi lucid state, I can see her eyes take on an almost kind yet predatory feel. She leans in closer, and I can feel her more than ample chest press against mine, which elicits a small moan from my throat as my eyes flutter closed. I don't even want to imagine the absolute river that would be running down my thighs if I weren't wearing my spandex shorts.
"My, my, you continue to be such an absolute delight darling!~. I will be as gentle in my probing as I can, but just to make sure..." She pulls out what looks like a small river stone from... her ring? Okay well I guess jewelry has taken on a much more functional role here. Before I can ponder more, she places the stone next to the both of us, since she has now basically laid on top of me. Her height makes it to where her breasts are pushing up against my chin, and her tail and hand gently move my face to look upward as she slightly
looms
over my prone form. This is checking a lot of boxes for me right now, and I'm not ashamed of it.
"Now then my dear, try your best to maintain eye contact with me so that I can ascertain whether you are telling the
truth
," she gives me a small boop on my nose as she emphasizes the word, "Or being naughty~."
Hmm... decisions, decisions. I know, objectively, I am not in a position to really test boundaries. I should comply with whatever is going on until Ios and I can come up with a plan to guarantee safety. However, the way she said naughty... Okay this is too horny even for me! My skills or effects must be doing something, but I can't risk looking right now. I'll just try and keep as levelheaded as I can as she submits me to this oddly arousing torture. I got this.
"Come to a decision, you adorable thing?" She says softly and quietly against my ear as she leans down. I can feel the side of her head and the base of her fox like ears rub against my crimson hair. I don't got this, fuck! Keep it together Aims! I nod shakily before my voice betrays me by cracking with my response, "Y- *ahem* Yes, I'll try my best miss...?"
She gives another soft chuckle as she pulls back into her looming stance, "Do or do not, there is no try little pet. And quite cheeky of you to try and ask questions in your situation!~ But, I suppose it is rather rude to start this without giving you proper introductions. My name is Yuki Akiko but my title, and how you should refer to me to for now, is Madam Akiko. I am essentially a step below the Sect Leader of the Fox Village, of which you were on a direct path to until your... misadventures with those ursines outside." The gentle stroking of her tail and hand on my face never ceases as we've been talking, and it takes a moment for the words to sink in.
Wait a minute, was that a freaking Yoda reference! God, that mouse really is inescapable huh?
"Now then," she continues, "What is your name, little mortal, and where are you from?"
"My name is Ameila Dufort, and I'm from El Reno, Oklahoma in the United States." I reply as steadily as I can, although I don't think it was very successful. Since she so kindly asked me to keep looking at her eyes, I can see them briefly flick to the river stone when I finish. I try my best to put it in my peripheral vision while still keeping locked in with her, and notice that the stone briefly flicks green, then yellow at both of my responses. Shit, some kind of... rock-based lie detector? Geology here is a nark!
"Interesting. Let's try that again." She says with a lower, husky tone as the tail that was caressing my cheek moves away, and the hand that was on the other side of my face contours over to where she is cupping one cheek with her fingers, and the other cheek with her thumb. She applies a little bit of pressure and uses a bit more force to lean my face up towards hers, which oh my God is this working for me. I can't help but squirm a little as a reaction to her being a tad more forceful, and she seems to take note.
You have gained the Active Effects [Panic (Low, Growing)] [Arousal (High)] [Lust (High)]. Use Resolute Mind to suppress effects? ERROR: Not enough stamina to reduce all effects. Please choose effect to suppress.
"Shh, be still. I know this is quite the predicament for you judging by how the scent of lust burns in this cave now, but you
must
be entirely truthful, or the stone will know and then I will know. I'm much more the fan of the carrot than the stick, but both are options ultimately." Keeping her low timbre as she stares into my eyes. The intensity that is there behind her violet pupils is as mesmerizing as it is intimidating as it clouds my mind from selecting any system prompt. Just to try and not make it worse for myself, I try again.
"I am Amelia 'Aims' Dufort, and I am from El Reno, Oklahoma in the United States... In North America?" I shake out, stumbling over a few words here and there due to her pinching my cheeks. The stone blinks green completely at my first statement, and then does the green - yellow trick once more on where I'm from. I start to panic a bit, I like what's been going on so far, but if she is some mega strong person I do
not
want to see what she considers a stick!
"I really was born there I swear! That's where I lived all my life! Please, I don't know why your rock is being an ass about this!" I bark out rapidly. The fucking stone ironically blinks green - yellow - green, the bastard. A heavy drop of fear fills my stomach as I finally have to break eye contact with Akiko to blink away tears that begin to form in my eyes involuntarily.
You have gained the Active Effect [Panic (High, Growing)] Use Resolute Mind to suppress effects?
I quickly select no, just on the off chance that Akiko can sense something fucky going on and go full murder fox on me even though my mind is starting to reel.
I feel her soft, velvety smooth hand release my slightly squished face and begin to cup my cheek once more. The fingers moving to wipe away the tears as they fall, her other hand pulling up to do the same to the other side. Her previous motherly voice reaches me, but I still don't open my eyes yet until I process what she says.
"Oh darling, It's okay. I thought you were withholding information, but now I can see you are simply confused on what I am asking for. I do believe you when you say you are from this... El Reno. However, that is not a land I have ever heard of, nor this United States. Let me ask you this instead. Are you from this world?"
I open my eyes to meet hers again as she finishes her question, more tears beginning to form, although from fear this time. Is it okay to tell someone this? Is it normal for people like me to show up here? What if they think I'm some kind of... witch like back in the pilgrim times and just want to burn me at the stake? What if-
You have gained the Active Effects [Panic (Absolute)] [Fear (Absolute)]. Use Resolute Mind to suppress effects? ERROR: Not enough Stamina to reduce both effects, please choose effect to suppress.
Sadly, before I can even give a response, I am enveloped in two fleshy mountains that carry the same pleasant scent as the tail that was stroking me earlier. I feel the tears well up more as wet sobs escape my throat. I begin to hyperventilate a bit as hands come and gently stroke the back of my head, fingers winding through my hair down to my scalp as they move down. I whimper out softly and pitifully, "No... No, I'm not *Hic* I'm not from here. I'm sorry, please don't kill me or, or try to put me in jail for just existing! *Sob* I just got here and-" I'm cut off by more croaks and heavy breathing, signaling that the first stages of the panic attack have truly commenced.
My eyes glaze over slightly, my body trembles uncontrollably, and my hands shake and reach out in a death grip against the fur of the tails that have them pinned. My mind spirals thinking of everything that could go wrong with this situation, countless possibilities of failure and pain as tears flood my eyes. I can hear echoing wails inside the cavern that have my voice behind them, but it doesn't feel like I'm crying. It's like I'm watching and hearing it all from a distance. Eventually, I feel myself fade out completely and give in to the black hole of anxiety and fear, my body going limp and surrendering against Akiko.
I stare down in shock at this mortal, who up until a few minutes ago was so obviously enraptured with me. She is now nothing more than a shaking, crying mess and despite my best efforts to soothe her, she seems to be lost to some sort of despondent state. I speak soft, comforting words while holding her head against my chest and running my fingers through her hair as softly as I can, but nothing seems to be working. As I'm puzzling out what to do next, how to help fix my glaring mistake of pushing too far, a circular object materializes next to the young Amelia, and from it emits a blue light.
There in the blue light is a humanoid figure about 5 foot 5 inches tall with 4 arms, 2 sets on each side with curls of hair reaching the nape of her neck. Her feminine body is well built and healthy, with decent breasts and flowing hips, long legs ending in cute feet. Her face holds two big round eyes, an average nose, and a mouth turned down in a scowl. The entirety of the face is marked with a cold stare of rage pointed directly at me. I presume this is the little ghost that Amelia has contracted, somehow, and she does not look pleased in the slightest. A high-pitched voice lined with hate rings out from the device as she speaks.
"Well,
Madam Akiko
, I hope you're satisfied with your interrogation so far. Honestly, you could have just
fucking
asked
Amelia, or me, anything you wanted! Instead, you lust bombed her and then gave her the biggest panic attack I have ever seen from her, this life or her previous one! Fuck Akiko, you screwed this up bad. I was trying to stay quiet so you wouldn't suspect anything nefarious from Aims, but seriously!" The mad ghost rants on, her cold stare never leaving my eyes as her fists pump down in anger.
While the instant rage I feel at being called out by some phantom erupts inside me, I cannot deny that her words ring true. I
have
gone about this all wrong, I thought to have some fun at a mortal's expense, even if she is an exceptionally unique case, which is unbefitting a cultivator of my stature. By her actions and the parts of conversations I overheard, it was obvious she had not been to this realm before, and her reaction to the bears gruesome deaths tell the story even better. She is not from this world at all.
Why did I push this so hard? Was I only after a bit of fun? If that's so, then why did I not just leave it at teasing, why did I almost pounce on her when she started to give in to my attempts at playful seduction?
"Perhaps you are right little ghost. I seem to have had a... lapse of judgement. I will apologize to young Amelia when she recedes from this fugue state, believe my words on that. I swear on my cultivation, that I will be transparent with both of you until the questions I have for her appearance here are answered." With that response, the ghost seems to nod in a huff and cross her 4 arms over her chest. I continue stroking the shaking form of Amelia, while holding her tightly to my body. Somehow, she feels so cold...
"Then, could you answer some of the questions in Amelia's stead? The less stress I put upon her, the better I feel this whole situation will resolve. Not just for myself, but for you both as well." I say.
"Fine. I will
gladly
answer any questions your paranoid Elder's or whoever want to ask. Should've just started with that, fucks sake..." The blue ghost huffs with a turn of her head. Again, while I would usually be angered by such a display, I cant help but feel like the ghost is in the right of it for now. I also feel a flare of anger at myself, knowing I am the one that has these questions that caused Amelia to apparently break down to this pitiful state. I can't blame the Village for sending me on crusade when this was all done on a whim. I swallow my pride as I begin asking some things to clarify what exactly happened in the forest.
"You and Amelia are not of this world." My voice resolute, knowing the answer.
"That wasn't a question, but
fine
. No, Amelia Aims Dufort is a transmigrator. I am... *sigh* the best way I can describe myself is that I am an extradimensional being that has temporarily attached itself to Ameila." The stone flashes solid green both times, to my shock. Not so much about the first revelation, as I had assumed that by now, but the second is astounding. Otherworldly beings making contact, or contracts, with lesser beings is something that you hear stories of for 7th or 8th realm cultivators.
I swallow heavily and then continue, "Who is the second human soul in Amelia's body?"
The powerful being in the display gives her coldest stare yet before responding, "Why?"
My heart races in my chest as sweat begins to drop from my brow. I answer as calmly as I can to this obviously enraged being beyond my comprehension.
"It is damaged but has a connection to Amelia like none I have seen before. I have seen soulmate connections in my time as a Kitsune, either to verify their existence or for passing intrigue. But whoever is in her navel right now is beyond definition. They appear to be the same soul in soul sight, and their connection is... extraordinary doesn't begin to describe it. Other Kitsune in the Village will notice if she goes there, and they will not be as kind as I was. I had noticed it when Amelia was in the first clearing, after Heaven's failed attempts to smite you. I merely ask out of curiosity, and hopefully to gain understanding of how to help Amelia."
The being scoffs, "So you stalked her for one afternoon, and then nearly assaulted her, and you think you have the
right
to ask about her health and safety? Listen well, you little fox. The only reason you are still breathing, and half of this continent still exists, is because
I want
Amelia to continue her journey. She has gained enough power for me to produce something that would level half of this world, once. Sure, both her and I and our passengers would be thrown back to the Ether, but for beings like me, a million years waiting to try again is
nothing
. However, Amelia deserves the chance to build herself and become something great,
now
. To finish your question, you will have to ask Amelia when she wakes up. It's personal to her, and I'm not going to betray her trust like that. Deal with it or don't, I couldn't care less."
A knot forms in my throat at her explanation. "Very well, I shall do so. How much does she know of this world?"
At this, the being actually takes on a fleeting look of shame, "Well... we had a lot to go over, so I haven't really gotten into the specifics of cultivation, cultivators, ranks, treasures...," Her voice fades out before erupting, "We had a lot going on, okay?! She isn't the most stable person if you haven't noticed! I love her dearly, but getting her up to speed, especially before she got some help from her titles and skills was like watching a snail try to race!"
"So you left your charge in the dark about the basics of the world despite your emaculate status as an all-powerful being? While sending them into a forest where known dangerous beasts reside~?" I respond back with a bit of cheekiness. Yes, she could smite me where I stand, but if she is going to act adorably then it would deny my existence to not respond in kind!
Before she can respond, I push forward, "What do you mean titles and skills? I understand that she is mortal, but she obviously has strength befitting a 4th level Foundation rank cultivator. But even they do not have 'Skills'. Or is that what you describe Techniques as?"
The being sighs, "God, you're insufferable. Amelia has access to something called 'The System'. It is a creation by my sister, Ilya, who I'm sure you've noticed if you've seen the other soul in Amelia's body. It is a tool that only Amelia and... the other soul... will have, and it accelerates their growth and progress, comprehension and skill sets, by an untold margin. If you successfully bring back Amelia to your village, then the items, crafts, and training produced there will be talked about for the world over for centuries to come."
"You would still be agreeable to me bringing Amelia back to my Village? After all that has transpired?" I respond with doubt rising. Surely this is some other play, I have been in the wrong mostly thorough this exchange, both with Amilea and with her benefactor. The blue light avatar of the being sighs heavily before saying,
"Look. Amelia was crushing hard over you when you started your whole, 'I need you to answer some questions' schtick. When she wakes up, talk to her normally and with care and understanding and she will follow you anywhere. She has her own secrets to tell, which you will have to find out on your own, but its obvious that you guys are going to be a thing going forward. Do not fuck this up again Akiko, or I am buying the
nuke
. I know you don't know what that is but ask Amelia and she will tell you."
With that, the blue light image crinkles and fades, before a blinking red light appears atop the circular device. Somewhat stunned by all of this information myself, I continue to stroke the hair of the more fragile than I had assumed mortal below me. After another 15 or so minutes, she begins to rouse, her tear-stained eyes blinking softly before turning her head up to meet my gaze as she speaks.
"Am I dreaming again?"

Miscommunication – Ch 9