Tsumiki sighed as she felt the cold morning breeze stir up the pile of leaves she had just swept up, the hem of her kimono emblazoned with the insignia of her family crest ruffling in the wind as she props the broom she had been using to tidy up the shrine against the wall, stretching her limbs as she yawned softly to herself.
Part of a prestigious family that held the responsibility of caring for the local shrine in town, Tsumiki Katsuragi, as eldest daughter of the household, had a daily routine set in stone ever since she had grown old enough to be self dependent. Waking in the wee hours of the morning before the sun rose to have breakfast before heading out to the equipment shed at the back of the shrine she had come to call her home, living apart from her lone mother who stayed at the main household.
From there, she would begin the strenuous work of cleaning up the many fallen leaves that would inevitably cake the shrine’s holy grounds by the end of the day without fail, ready to begin the cycle anew when she woke up the next day,
While it might’ve seemed neglectful to leave a frail girl alone to tend the shrine all on her lonesome, it had actually been Tsumiki’s idea to take up the mantle of Shrine Maiden, not wanting to put her dear mother under any more stress considering she also had a day job to go for, remembering the times back in highschool when she would return all haggard and tired after work and then going back and forth between the shrine and home.
With the passing of the father she barely knew, Tsumiki knew it had to be tough for a widow to carry on her husband’s familial duties alongside her job and raising a daughter without a chance for reprieve.
She had done enough, it was Tsumiki’s turn to handle the work, and with the required training of both martial arts and spiritual discipline she never questioned ingrained into her, the brave young woman felt confident in her abilities to both keep herself safe from anyone that would think to harm the shrine and to keep the place in top condition.
Tsumiki had been curious about why their family, particularly from her fathers side, had been stringent and insistent on carrying on with the maintenance of the shrine and there needing to be someone to tend to the place. She could barely remember her father entertaining her back when she was just a preschooler with tales of heroics against demonic spirits that he would always claim were real, with her mother never failing to back him up on his words.
Though that had changed with the passing of her father, bringing the matter up when she had come of age after constantly overhearing her mother conversing with other heads of both families, hearing talk of exorcisms and demons while constantly being rebuked by her, telling Tsumiki to simply focus on her current duties as Shrine Maiden.
As if being kept in the dark wasn’t bad enough, Tsumiki had begun to hear unsettling rumours spreading around town whenever people came by to visit or when she went down to the marketplace to buy groceries and other daily necessities, of young girls vanishing without a trace, sometimes in the middle of the night, and in worst cases, in broad daylight, with saddened parents reporting their daughter who had simply gone around a corner vanishing as if they’d been spirited away.
Eventually, the news would reach Tsumiki’s mother, telling her to come back home for the moment until the police could deal with the perpetrator, she told her despite her incessant pestering that she would be fine, being capable of downing opponents over twice her size thanks to the help of her mentor.
And so she had carried on with her usual routine, with the only exception this morning being the strangely odd chill that had settled over the shrine, piercing through the thick cloth of her kimono as she struggled to regain the progress she had lost with the wind scattering her carefully gathered piles of dried leaves.
That is, until the sound of a body hitting the floor grabs her attention, looking towards the entrance of the shrine to find the figure of a scantily clad woman collapsed on the floor face down right at the top of the steps that led down to the base of the hill, her body unmoving as her messy head of pink hair ruffled slowly in the breeze..
She remembered what her mother said about being careful when dealing with strangers, but ignoring an unconscious woman just didn't sit right with Tsumiki even if she was dressed up in a shameless outfit, shaking her head as she ran outside the boundaries of the shrine and toward the unmoving body of the collapsed woman.
“H-Hey! Are you alri-Ugh! She reeks…”
Approaching the figure of the unconscious woman, Tsumiki couldn’t help but grimace at the sour stench that radiated from the woman’s body, her pale skin glistening with sweat and other unidentifiable substances as Tsumiki carefully flips her over for a better examination, an eerie feeling running down her spine as she gazed at the dull black eyes that stared lifelessly into the sky, placing a trembling hand against her wrist to check for a pulse…
“O-Oh god…she’s dead?”
In her rush to help the woman, Tsumiki had failed to notice the malevolent shadow hovering behind her, finally noticing the faint sensation of being watched when the dread of realizing the woman before her was dead as she spun around in shock, unable to react as her vision goes dark when the dog like creature lunges toward her, covering her in a dark miasma as her vision fades to black…
Before realizing she was now looking at herself, or to be more exact, looking at her own body from a birds eye view, hovering a good distance above the ground as she watched herself slump over onto the floor, limbs convulsing as a black aura slowly permeates it, Tsumiki left to claw wildly at the air in front of her, desperate to return to her body but unable to even make a sound as she realized that whatever that thing was earlier, it had kicked her out of her own body.
And as Tsumiki watched the last bits of the black smokey creature fade into her body, she feared what came next as her former body rises slowly to its feet, a sinister golden glow in her once deep blue eyes as they gazed up at her, a wicked grin plastered over her own face as she notices her body begin to bubble and warp with change.
S-Stop! What’re you doing to me?!
Shrieking as she watches her skin begin to darken, Tsumiki can do nothing as she watches her former body begin to change, growing taller and gaining mass as her youthful faces ages drastically, gaining a mature foxy look as her skin loses its pale tone, turning a dark cocoa brown as piercings and studs manifest across her body in her earlobes and belly button as the slender core she had carefully maintained fills with soft fat and layers of toned flesh, her hips snapping outward into wide handlebars as a deep moan escapes her former body’s plump lips.
Tsumiki couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by despair as she watches the last remnants of her youthful body get swallowed up by the lustful visage of the mature vixen that had subsumed her entirely, the hairpin passed down from her mother lying forgotten on the floor as she watches in disgust and horror at the thing bulging out between her legs with the added girth of her new body leaving the once form fitting yukata struggling to hold itself together as a large pair of mammaries snaps the cloth holding the clasps together, pushing against the silky white panties that now strained to contain the childbearing hips, massive perky rear and tiny manhood dangling between her thicker thighs.
Within seconds, the girl known as Tsumiki Katsuragi was no more, replaced by an older, dark skinned woman that looked to be in her prime, stretching longer limbs rippling with muscle definition, seemingly uncaring of how her exposed D cup breasts were on display for all to see, fat pink nipples erect in the wind as a raunchy giggle escapes her lips, no sign of the dignified shrine maiden left as golden pupils eye up her body, fists clenched in satisfaction as she lets out a breathy sigh laced with venomous intent.
“Mmmm~ Much better than any other human of this age! I think I'll keep this body for now…and as for you little girl…”
Jerking back in fear as Tsumiki realizes the eyes of the entity had returned to gaze at her, she could do nothing as she watches in wide eyed fear as the woman lifts a finger, feeling something invisible tug at her ethereal figure, pulling her back down to earth and towards the now empty body on the floor she now realized had been the former vessel for the malevolent spirit that now inhabited her own body, getting a better look at the changes as she drew closer, unable to see any remaining vestige of herself; the face she had inherited from her mother and the dark blue hair inherent in her bloodline no longer present as she attempted to swipe at the mocking face of the entity as it smirked at her in a frail moment of desperation, failing to find purchase as her ghostly hand simply phases through her former body.
“Kehah! Enjoy your new life girl, thanks for everything~”
The last thing Tsumiki would see as she sank into the cold body of the unconscious woman was the confident smirk of the woman that stood in her place, feeling anger and fear when reminded of her mother’s visit later in the afternoon. She wanted to protect her, to warn her about the thing that had invaded the shrine, to tell her to stay away. But with fading strength and her vision being consumed by the darkness of sleep, Tsumiki could do nothing as she drifted away into a murky pool, the laughter of the entity ringing out around her like a cursed dream…
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“Uggh, my head…”
Sitting up on her rear, Tsumiki brings a trembling arm up to rub at her aching temples, pushing aside her long head of hair as she patted down the ruffled length of her twintails, rubbing her aching back as she fiddled with the clasp of the tiny black bra that barely held her E-cup tits together, giving them some much needed relief as she lets the pendulous breasts free.
Oblivious to the fact that the body and mind she now inhabited were not her own.
“How carefree you are~ How’re you feeling Hanako-chan?”
“What the-”
Glancing over towards the source of the airy voice, Tsumiki catches sight of a familiar dark skinned woman clad in a kimono that had the designs of her family crest…or at least, she remembered her family having one, it was incredibly hard to think for Tsumiki with the hindrance of her new brain being less than intellectual, in addition to the drugs still coursing through her new body, her privates and ass aching adding on to further distractions that made her feel irrationally irritated with each passing second.
She didn’t know why, but she wanted to tackle that smug, arrogant looking woman to the floor, she had wronged her before, Tsumiki was sure of it, if she let her go, she had a feeling that people close to her would get hurt, the desire to sink her fists into her face growing tenfold as she attempts to rise to her shaky feet, intent clear as day in the fierce expression she wore.
“Nuh uh uh~ Naughty dogs need to know when to heel at their master’s feet!”
Until the woman waved a finger at her, an ominous black smoke exuding from her fingertips as the collar on her neck gloweda brilliant yellow, freezing Tsumiki in her tracks as the light in her eyes fade away from the immensely powerful hypnosis spell that had enraptured her. If she had still been in her former body, Tsumiki would’ve been able to resist the spiritual energies with her being descended from a bloodline of powerful demihumans infused with the power of the Kami.
But with said body now in the possession of the spirit casting the spell and Tsumiki placed into an ordinary human body that had seen its fair share of lustful activity, her mind was instantly dominated and rendered inert, free for the caster to manipulate and twist to its whim.
And as the woman’s malicious eyes narrowed in glee at her newfound power over the former Shrine Maiden as she slumped to her knees, eyeing up the buxom body of the previous vessel she couldn’t remember the former appearance of before she had ‘improved’ her, the tiny member between her legs perked up,eager to be used. Thanks to the nature of the Inugami that had forcefully possessed her body, it now sported both the sexual organs of a man and woman. A hermaphrodite.
But before then, the inugami had to ensure no loose ends were left behind, beckoning her new slave forward as the pink haired gyaru rose to her feet, obeying her commands as she stood before her, gazing up emotionlessly into her eyes.
“Listen well pet, you no longer remember anything related to this family’s crest and all associated with it.”
Lifting the hem of her kimono to give her a better look at the oriental flower patterning that composed the banner of the Katsuragis, she smiles as the obedient Shrine Maiden nods her head, her memory emptying itself of anything to do with the Katsuragi family despite the slight frown on her brow, as sign of what little remained of Tsumiki resisting the spell. But as her own name and identity slipped through her finger, a deadpan stare replaces her frown as her brows relax, no longer associating herself with her former identity as the worry in the back of her mind fades away entirely.
“And when I snap my fingers, you will believe wholeheartedly that you’ve always been Hanako, a no-name, good-for-nothing whore that serves the illustrious Mistress that plucked her from that craven den, bestowing upon her a name to serve a greater purpose in life…”
With another empty headed nod, the Inugami smiles as she snaps her fingers, a blinding light flickering in the gyaru’s head as life returns to her eyes…only instead of the previous pale blue pupils that were the only remnants of the Shrine Maiden locked inside, there was now an all consuming fire that burned with lust as they quickly locked on to the erect member in front of them, a smug grin much like that of the Inugami spreading across her plump lips as she bent over suggestively while performing a lewd gesture that seemed to rile the spirit further as a tiny dab of precum stains the lace panties struggling to hold the erect member.
“Like, holy shit Mistress, Is it just me or are you like, really glad to see me? Whaddya want first? My mouth, my ass or my pussy? Take yer pick Mistress~”
Raising a lean finger to her lips, the Inugami smiles coyly at the newly branded Hanako as she eyes up her buxom figure, hormone driven urges focusing her eyes on her voluptuous figure and the trail of vaginal fluids beginning to leak down her plump thighs. It seemed that her pet was just as eager as she was to get things started.
“Hrmm~ I dunno…but Hanako dear…I want all of you to myself…does that sound agreeable to you?”
As a lewd giggle escapes the pink haired girl's lips, Hanako prostrates herself without another word before her Mistress, feeling the head of her lengthy member push aside the lingerie riding up her thick ass and barely doing it’s job as her eyes roll up into the back of her head, whiteing out as the wet member plunges deep into her folds..
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“Something’s not right here…”
Walking with hurried feet, Tsugumo’s brows were furrowed with worry as she jogged up the steps, trying not to slip as she readied herself for whatever it was that was giving off this much negative energy, tracing the origin point to the shrine that sat at the heart of the city.
The shrine her daughter had tasked herself with protecting despite her insistence that she just come home. The girl’s stubbornness had worried her to no end.
And as she crested the hill before stepping into the hidden boundaries of the shrine, Tsugumo realized she could no longer feel the energy of the Kami that formed the invisible barrier around the shrine.
“Oh no, please Tsumiki, be safe!”
“Lookin’ for someone?”
Turning her attention to the bewitching voice that rang out to her left, noticing the sluttily dressed girl that leaned against the handrails,her thighs dripping with a foul smelling liquid, seemingly revelling in the stern gaze of disgust Tsugumo shot at her.
But this was no time for pettiness, if this girl was here, then she would know if anything had happened recently…at least, she hoped she did. The girl looked like a highschool dropout that couldn’t retain an inch of mathematics in her head.
“E-Excuse me young lady, but have you seen the shrine maiden that runs this place? I’m her mother and I-”
“Ahh! Mistress’ ma? She’s right over like…there I think? She’s been waiting forever for you.”
‘Mistress’? Now that was weird. But as she followed the direction where the bright pink manicured nail pointed, Tsugumo’s fears only worsened when she realized it was pointed in the direction of the main structure that housed the sealed vessel and the home of her daughter.
“T-Thank you, but you really should leave this place, it isn’t safe here.”
Walking away from the gyaru as she simply giggled at her words, Tsugumo slowly approaches the building, walking around to the rear entrance she knew Tsumiki used as the entrance to her quarters, only to spy a dark skinned woman she had never seen before, her body radiating a sickeningly thick miasma that only the spiritually attuned would be able to sense.
But what caught Tsugumo’s attention wasn’t the shadow of the Inugami behind the mysterious woman or the fact she sported the privates of both man and woman, but rather, the kimono she had slung lazily around her curvaceous body and the familiar necklace that belonged to her mother before she had passed it down in turn to Tsumiki when she had completed her training to become a Shrine Maiden.
“You! What did you do to Tsumiki? Where’s my daughter?!”
“Ara, welcome, welcome! You must be the mother of the little whelp that guarded this place! I must say, excellent job on the barrier…I would’ve been left for dead to return to nothingness were it not for the help of your kind hearted daughter!”
Matching Tsugumo’s furious gaze with a nonchalant stare, the Inugami stared back at her for a while before sighing dramatically.
“What? Don’t remember your own daughter? Here, let me help…”
Clearing her throat dramatically, the Inugami’s face warps and contorts with the sickening sounds of shifting flesh, materializing a very familiar face as Tsugumo watches in horror.
“M-Mom? I-Is that you? Please, you have to run! S-She’s too strong!”
As the tear stricken face of her daughter stared back at her, Tsugumo’s heart fell at the realization of what had happened. Before any hopes of rescue were dashed as her daughter's gentle features that had been crying in desperation twisted into a gleeful smile, before instantly reverting back to fit the perverse body now wearing the clothes and accessories the former Tsumiki possessed.
“Is what she would’ve said if she were still here! Kehah!”
“Y-You killed my daughter then use her body without respect?! You demon! You bitch!”
Hearing her laughter only served to enrage the grief stricken mother further, a ball of sorcery forming in her palms as she prepared to fling it at her.
“Killed? I’m afraid you’re mistaken my dear, have you checked the front entrance? For Maidens of this generation, I must say, your powers have been amazingly dulled over the many years since I last walked the lands…”
After a frown of confusion cross Tsugumo’s face, she now realized what she had found to be so wrong with the gyaru loitering at the entrance to the shrine. But what did this mean? If the Inugami currently possessed her daughter’s body…then that mean’t…
“Mmm~ That look says it all~ Yes, your lovely little daughter now serves me wholeheartedly! Although I guess she goes by Hanako now?”
"You kept her from learning of us trying to protect her...a noble idea, but if she had known of the barrier...of my kind...then maybe she would be-"
What came next would be a blur as Tsugumo lets out a pained cry, rushing forward with the renewed strength for revenge fueling her movements as she leaped toward the Inugami, palm burning with the energy of the Kami outstretched towards the target of her hatred as a nuclear glow engulfs the entire shrine, blotting the figures of Tsugumo and the Inugami out of sight…
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“Like, c’mon Haruka, what’s takin ya so long? Mistress ain’t gonna wait forever y’know?”
“Yeah, yeah I get it! You don’t need to shout!”
“Now, now children~ No fighting…I’m still going to enjoy having my way with the two of you, so enjoy yourselves~”
Sighing as she leaned back onto the warm futon on the floor with her kimono long discarded, the Inugami had wasted no time in familiarizing herself further with her newly acquired body in addition to the two new slaves she possessed.
While she hadn’t expected the enraged mother to fly into a rage like that, she probably knew she was ultimately outmatched in a fight with her, preferring to go out on her own terms.
But the Inugami wouldn’t let such a fine woman like her go to waste. With her newfound powers fueled by both her own natural store and that of the Maiden’s body she had snatched, stripping the previous Shrine Maiden of her abilities and memories had been a cinch before playing around with some of her ‘improvements’, producing the mesmerizing number that was busy adjusting the straps of her lewd dress, no memory of it ever being a blouse left in her perfectly empty head, just like that of her former daughter.
And as she watched the tanned beauty crawl over on all fours with her preparation finished, barely recognizable from the dignified widow that had come here in search of her daughter just a few minutes ago, the Inugami couldn’t help but release a jet of white over her, much to the joy of Honoka as she cooed at the sight of her friend getting sprayed in the face.
Eyeing the blissful look on Haruka’s face though, she probably didn’t mind at all…
With her revenge on the descendants of the family that had sealed her away all those years ago enacted, the Inugami wondered what would be next once she was done satisfying herself with the use of her newly acquired slaves, taking pride in how easily she had convered two Shrine Maiden’s that many of her kind considered to be unbeatable.
“Keheh! How the mighty have fallen~”
THE END