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Centuries pass until a chance at escape arrives wrapped and ready to be opened. Will his escape come easily? or will it come at a cost?", "description_bbcode_parsed": "An ancient fox spirit has been sealed in a small shrine far from his home. Centuries pass until a chance at escape arrives wrapped and ready to be opened. Will his escape come easily? or will it come at a cost?", "writing": "“Ugggggh”\n\n300 years is a lot for any immortal to be trapped. It has been three centuries, three freaking centuries! What’s a fox spirit to do when they're trapped in a tiny temple in the middle of nowhere. All thanks to that accursed exorcist.\n\nIt’s been more than three human lifetimes since I was trapped here. Who knew there was an exorcist from my homeland. And who knew he knew how to trap me in a shrine I made to myself using humans. I couldn;t do anything but pace around the tiny shrine’s perimeter until the seal is broken or the earth under the shrine is torn asunder, where’s those invasive companies when you need them.\n\nBeing alone and trapped would’ve been bad enough, but not being able to paw off was another little gift the exorcist had left. I couldn’t do anything but look down again at my crotch, a loincloth covering it. Emblazoned on the front was a symbol of a fox that seemed to wink and taunt me of my accursed state.\n\nI couldn’t help but scream in anger and shame the first few months I was trapped here. Everytime I tried to remove the damned accursed fundoshi, my knees couldn;t help but buckle at the seal’s enchantment stimulating my privates. I moaned the first few times, but being unable to get hard or release was more of a bane in comparison.\n\nI’ve opted to try and not touch myself, yet there were days like today where I was tempted to feel something even if it will leave me needier than before. I even tried to stain the seal with my pre in hopes of breaking it, only resulting in soaking the entire thing in sticky pre, I had to wait for rain just to be able to wash the sticky fluid from it.\n\nAside from the shrine, and the accursed fundoshi, the only thing left for me to muse about was a piece of my past. Thick red rope with a golden bell to serve as my collar back when I served the gods of my homeland. It seemed to taunt me now as I could never go back and it lay there bare of all its old world magics.\n\nHow I miss the sight of the sun in our old mountain shrine. The feel of the sea breeze and its salty taste. I especially miss the feeling of my brothers in arms, fellow spirits who served the same master. I especially miss our midnight romps in the same place where we watched the sun rising along the horizon.\n\n*rustling, rustling*\n\nI continued to lay prone at the base of my shrine, I’m sure that sound was nothing, just another feral bunny finding their way here. Yet the next sound that came wasn’t one from a feral beast.\n\n“Oh shit!” shouted a voice. I shot up from where I was to look at the source of the noise. It had been decades since the last time a person had come here, the last one running away and calling me a pervert.\n\nAll I saw was an orange fox who seemed to be in his late 20s and planted face first in a pile of dirt just outside my shrine’s border, just out of reach. He slowly got up and I was able to take a good look at his face, it seemed eerily familiar.\nAs soon as he laid eyes on me he opened his mouth to scream only for me to cut him off “Help me please, I’m trapped and can’t get out!” Bewilderment shown on the stranger’s furred face. Who knows how it looks, a snow white fox wearing nothing but a strange loincloth asking for help in the middle of nowhere.\n\n“Oooookay, what do you mean exactly?” The fox said, thankfully he looks like he’s willing to help at least “Also, can you put on anything else? You look, sorta distracting” He said gesturing to my practically naked form, a blush apparent on his orange face.\n\n“Sorry, didn’t get to choose my wardrobe when I got trapped in here” gosh, what an annoying fox. Who was he to talk down to my attire, it may have been cursed but it did look stylish if anything, which was the first reason how I was tricked into wearing it.\n\n“Yeah, who are you exactly?” the fox asked me, I could see he was trying not to stare, especially between my legs. I couldn’t deny, it was flattering, but then again I haven’t seen another living soul in quite a while.\n\n“The name is Kanko, and you are?” It was a common name back then, especially for fox spirits. Probably rarer now three centuries later, but he didn’t need to know that. I couldn’t just drop the face I’m an ancient spirit on our first meeting.\n\n“Oh, uh, sorry, my name’s Skyler, Skyler Sato” he said now looking at the shrine. He seems to have kept his distance, especially from the shrine’s perimeter. His name was familiar, a common name from my homeland, yet the name seemed to be familiar enough for me to ponder on it.\n\n“What a beautiful name, Sky” I ask with a sultry tone “Where are you from if I may ask?” I felt my eyes light up their old golden glow, I felt my power already returning just being this close to him.\n\n“Oh, I’m from a town a few hours away, but if you’re asking about my name. I honestly don’t know, my family runs a local temple” Temple, Sato, a fox, it's all coming together. Could this pathetic mortal be the accursed exorcist’s progeny? I mean, Why else would he be here?\n\n“What brought you here Sky?” I’m just glad I still had a bit of power from being trapped next to a shrine dedicated to me. I may have no more followers who know my name, but at least my kind still held power when built shrines for.\n\n“I read about an old shrine my great great grandpa found around this area. I never thought to see another fox here, especially one that’s been apparently trapped by one” Well that settles it, my captor had died and had his own children. Suddenly an idea popped in my head, an idea for the perfect revenge. I can finally get back at that old exorcist for trapping me here.\n\n“Wow, your grandpa sounds really interesting” a real interesting piece of trash “Mind telling me more?” I need to milk this guy, in every sense of the word before he decides to leave.\n\n“I never really knew the guy, just saw some of his old journals and thought to explore the town” Oh so the little old village is a township now eh? I wonder why no one ever came upon my shrine until now.\n\n“Well, whoever he was” Curse his soul “I bet he’d be the kind of guy who’d want his grandson help a fellow fur out of a jam” I hold out my hand as a gesture of good faith “Can you help a buddy out ol’ buddy ol’ sky?”\n\nTake my hand you impudent little whelp, all I need is for you to touch my hand and look me in the eye. I’ve been waiting for a day for a curious little gnat like you to come along. I’ve been saving up what little power I still had for a day just like this.\n\n“Eh sure, why not” as soon as he uttered those words, I knew I had won. He grabbed my open hand to return the handshake only for my magic to course through his body. I had finally won, I could escape. Or so I thought.\n\nI was so excited at the thought of commandeering this young soul’s body, I accidentally pulled him into the Shrine’s border, effectively trapping him in here as well. Still dazed, he began to look around the little shrine as I just sat there in my cursed loincloth in this accursed shrine, sobbing.\n\nSuddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I try to nudge it away only for another to grab me and raise me from my fetal position. The sudden shift in air and gravity made me yelp as I suddenly stood upright and held in a kiss.\n\nSky’s tongue penetrated my mouth in an intimate moment of infatuation and wonder. It seems my spell was working too well as I took note of the growing bulge in his cargo shorts. The very same shorts that were soon thrown outside the Shrine’s barrier strewn about to be forgotten.\n\nBefore I could say another word, I was overpowered. I was thrown back to the ground on my back and time. Looking up I was at a loss of words at what this mere mortal was doing to me. I could feel my magic drained as he began to undress in front of me. This was not going according to plan, but I wasn’t complaining.\n\n\nWords seem to have left the fox’s mouth as lust addled his mind. He was running on instincts and desire, both of which seemed to hinge on fucking me right here, right now.\n\nSky was a pudgy fox, but still lithe for someone of his build. I could see he had curves but was built like a strongman. I couldn;t help but marvel at how he looked taking off his clothes, the marvels of the modern day.\n\nHe looked like a princely concubine as he stood above me, the orange hues of the setting sun painting the sky like a blank canvas. The light glinted off the sweat that began to pour from his near naked body. I didn’t know if it was the lack of magic talking or my pent up libido, but I wanted him to take me.\n\nMy prayers were answered as Sky soon took off his comically childish underwear, revealing his heavy sheath and balls. His sheath was beginning to be filled out as his tapered member began to rise forth. A red saber not unlike his ancestor’s, maybe even as big if I remember correctly.\n\nI try to open my mouth to try and reason with the scholar, yet being suddenly taken by his carnal pleasures seemed to have thrown diplomacy out the window as my open mouth was suddenly greeted by a kiss from his big red cock.\n\nI’ve taken my fair share of cocks back in the day, but this was different. There was no foreplay, no romance, and definitely no lube. My saliva had to make do as I felt his hands take the back of my head and push it down. Every thrust of his vulpine hips were greeted by my head being pushed down like a toy to be used.\n\nI felt my own member pulse and strain against the fundoshi as It tried to get hard. I whimpered with the cock in my mouth as I felt my cock strain and pre-cum stain the front once more. I need this mortal to remove the fundoshi before he goes back to his senses.\n\nI humped at empty air in a futile attempt at release, yet had I not been trapped in this cursed apparel, I bet the smell of Sky’s sweaty pubes would’ve been enough to send me over the edge. I continued to suck eagerly, my nose buried in the creamy tufts of pubic hair above Sky’s crotch. Sky’s knot was where I stopped, for one thing I’m sure a fist sized knot couldn’t fit in my mouth, but I knew where it could go.\n\nI gathered my strength once more, pushing back Sky until he fell to the ground, his cock standing tall and proud now bathed in moonlight. I quickly made way to the hulking mass of meat in front of me and positioned myself properly.\n\nI forgot one crucial point in my plan, and it was that I was still wearing the cursed piece of cloth on my damned crotch. The forlorn look on my face seemed to register with the lust addled Sky as he saw my disheartened look on it, to which he helped by eagerly pulling it off of me and freeing my sensitive bits.\n\nMy cock now free, and definitely erect, stood proudly in the moonlight, only it was smaller than I remembered. It now stood only two inches as opposed to the seven I had before putting the fundoshi on. It seemed it not only sapped my power but my length too.\n\nSky noticed this too as he grabbed me by the hips and moved me so that our members stood next to each other, base to base. I felt little in comparison as our balls met, his sizable and heavy balls looking massive next to mine. And his cock stood practically triple my own length, the sheer difference in size making me blush at the thought of taking such a beast.\n\nYet now that my cock, and in turn I, was free; I could leave this lust-addled fox to deal with his own desires. I was sorely mistaken, for soon after I was raised once more only to be dropped on Sky’s lap. The tapered edge of his cock now poked at the entrance to my ass. With what little lube my saliva served, he did not care as he was sure to penetrate my ass.\n\nSlowly I was lowered and lowered, forced to take Sky’s entire length one inch at a time. I yelped and I purred at every small thrust and push as the cock was slowly forced into me. My moans echoed into the night, that is until we reached the knot.\n\nThe sound I made couldn’t be described as a moan as to how loud and guttural it was. It was loud and I was proud. I continued to practically hop on his lap until I had taken the entire bulb and one last thrust sent us both over the edge.\n\nI sprayed rope after rope of cum splattering all over and painted Sky’s face and the shrine with white lines like an abstract painting. As for Sky however, his seed filled my stomach and leaked when my guts couldn’t take any more. We were spent.\n\nPanting and tired, we collapsed next to each other, his knot still deeply embedded in my ass. I almost fell asleep in the afterglow, that is until I saw Sky was looking at me with deep concern, the effects of my magic now having fully worn off.\n\n“What did we just do?” He asks, trying to force the knot out, to which I only reply with one word.\n\n“SLEEP” and sleep we did, this was not something I’d like to explain right now.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "“Ugggggh”

300 years is a lot for any immortal to be trapped. It has been three centuries, three freaking centuries! What’s a fox spirit to do when they're trapped in a tiny temple in the middle of nowhere. All thanks to that accursed exorcist.

It’s been more than three human lifetimes since I was trapped here. Who knew there was an exorcist from my homeland. And who knew he knew how to trap me in a shrine I made to myself using humans. I couldn;t do anything but pace around the tiny shrine’s perimeter until the seal is broken or the earth under the shrine is torn asunder, where’s those invasive companies when you need them.

Being alone and trapped would’ve been bad enough, but not being able to paw off was another little gift the exorcist had left. I couldn’t do anything but look down again at my crotch, a loincloth covering it. Emblazoned on the front was a symbol of a fox that seemed to wink and taunt me of my accursed state.

I couldn’t help but scream in anger and shame the first few months I was trapped here. Everytime I tried to remove the damned accursed fundoshi, my knees couldn;t help but buckle at the seal’s enchantment stimulating my privates. I moaned the first few times, but being unable to get hard or release was more of a bane in comparison.

I’ve opted to try and not touch myself, yet there were days like today where I was tempted to feel something even if it will leave me needier than before. I even tried to stain the seal with my pre in hopes of breaking it, only resulting in soaking the entire thing in sticky pre, I had to wait for rain just to be able to wash the sticky fluid from it.

Aside from the shrine, and the accursed fundoshi, the only thing left for me to muse about was a piece of my past. Thick red rope with a golden bell to serve as my collar back when I served the gods of my homeland. It seemed to taunt me now as I could never go back and it lay there bare of all its old world magics.

How I miss the sight of the sun in our old mountain shrine. The feel of the sea breeze and its salty taste. I especially miss the feeling of my brothers in arms, fellow spirits who served the same master. I especially miss our midnight romps in the same place where we watched the sun rising along the horizon.

*rustling, rustling*

I continued to lay prone at the base of my shrine, I’m sure that sound was nothing, just another feral bunny finding their way here. Yet the next sound that came wasn’t one from a feral beast.

“Oh shit!” shouted a voice. I shot up from where I was to look at the source of the noise. It had been decades since the last time a person had come here, the last one running away and calling me a pervert.

All I saw was an orange fox who seemed to be in his late 20s and planted face first in a pile of dirt just outside my shrine’s border, just out of reach. He slowly got up and I was able to take a good look at his face, it seemed eerily familiar.
As soon as he laid eyes on me he opened his mouth to scream only for me to cut him off “Help me please, I’m trapped and can’t get out!” Bewilderment shown on the stranger’s furred face. Who knows how it looks, a snow white fox wearing nothing but a strange loincloth asking for help in the middle of nowhere.

“Oooookay, what do you mean exactly?” The fox said, thankfully he looks like he’s willing to help at least “Also, can you put on anything else? You look, sorta distracting” He said gesturing to my practically naked form, a blush apparent on his orange face.

“Sorry, didn’t get to choose my wardrobe when I got trapped in here” gosh, what an annoying fox. Who was he to talk down to my attire, it may have been cursed but it did look stylish if anything, which was the first reason how I was tricked into wearing it.

“Yeah, who are you exactly?” the fox asked me, I could see he was trying not to stare, especially between my legs. I couldn’t deny, it was flattering, but then again I haven’t seen another living soul in quite a while.

“The name is Kanko, and you are?” It was a common name back then, especially for fox spirits. Probably rarer now three centuries later, but he didn’t need to know that. I couldn’t just drop the face I’m an ancient spirit on our first meeting.

“Oh, uh, sorry, my name’s Skyler, Skyler Sato” he said now looking at the shrine. He seems to have kept his distance, especially from the shrine’s perimeter. His name was familiar, a common name from my homeland, yet the name seemed to be familiar enough for me to ponder on it.

“What a beautiful name, Sky” I ask with a sultry tone “Where are you from if I may ask?” I felt my eyes light up their old golden glow, I felt my power already returning just being this close to him.

“Oh, I’m from a town a few hours away, but if you’re asking about my name. I honestly don’t know, my family runs a local temple” Temple, Sato, a fox, it's all coming together. Could this pathetic mortal be the accursed exorcist’s progeny? I mean, Why else would he be here?

“What brought you here Sky?” I’m just glad I still had a bit of power from being trapped next to a shrine dedicated to me. I may have no more followers who know my name, but at least my kind still held power when built shrines for.

“I read about an old shrine my great great grandpa found around this area. I never thought to see another fox here, especially one that’s been apparently trapped by one” Well that settles it, my captor had died and had his own children. Suddenly an idea popped in my head, an idea for the perfect revenge. I can finally get back at that old exorcist for trapping me here.

“Wow, your grandpa sounds really interesting” a real interesting piece of trash “Mind telling me more?” I need to milk this guy, in every sense of the word before he decides to leave.

“I never really knew the guy, just saw some of his old journals and thought to explore the town” Oh so the little old village is a township now eh? I wonder why no one ever came upon my shrine until now.

“Well, whoever he was” Curse his soul “I bet he’d be the kind of guy who’d want his grandson help a fellow fur out of a jam” I hold out my hand as a gesture of good faith “Can you help a buddy out ol’ buddy ol’ sky?”

Take my hand you impudent little whelp, all I need is for you to touch my hand and look me in the eye. I’ve been waiting for a day for a curious little gnat like you to come along. I’ve been saving up what little power I still had for a day just like this.

“Eh sure, why not” as soon as he uttered those words, I knew I had won. He grabbed my open hand to return the handshake only for my magic to course through his body. I had finally won, I could escape. Or so I thought.

I was so excited at the thought of commandeering this young soul’s body, I accidentally pulled him into the Shrine’s border, effectively trapping him in here as well. Still dazed, he began to look around the little shrine as I just sat there in my cursed loincloth in this accursed shrine, sobbing.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder. I try to nudge it away only for another to grab me and raise me from my fetal position. The sudden shift in air and gravity made me yelp as I suddenly stood upright and held in a kiss.

Sky’s tongue penetrated my mouth in an intimate moment of infatuation and wonder. It seems my spell was working too well as I took note of the growing bulge in his cargo shorts. The very same shorts that were soon thrown outside the Shrine’s barrier strewn about to be forgotten.

Before I could say another word, I was overpowered. I was thrown back to the ground on my back and time. Looking up I was at a loss of words at what this mere mortal was doing to me. I could feel my magic drained as he began to undress in front of me. This was not going according to plan, but I wasn’t complaining.


Words seem to have left the fox’s mouth as lust addled his mind. He was running on instincts and desire, both of which seemed to hinge on fucking me right here, right now.

Sky was a pudgy fox, but still lithe for someone of his build. I could see he had curves but was built like a strongman. I couldn;t help but marvel at how he looked taking off his clothes, the marvels of the modern day.

He looked like a princely concubine as he stood above me, the orange hues of the setting sun painting the sky like a blank canvas. The light glinted off the sweat that began to pour from his near naked body. I didn’t know if it was the lack of magic talking or my pent up libido, but I wanted him to take me.

My prayers were answered as Sky soon took off his comically childish underwear, revealing his heavy sheath and balls. His sheath was beginning to be filled out as his tapered member began to rise forth. A red saber not unlike his ancestor’s, maybe even as big if I remember correctly.

I try to open my mouth to try and reason with the scholar, yet being suddenly taken by his carnal pleasures seemed to have thrown diplomacy out the window as my open mouth was suddenly greeted by a kiss from his big red cock.

I’ve taken my fair share of cocks back in the day, but this was different. There was no foreplay, no romance, and definitely no lube. My saliva had to make do as I felt his hands take the back of my head and push it down. Every thrust of his vulpine hips were greeted by my head being pushed down like a toy to be used.

I felt my own member pulse and strain against the fundoshi as It tried to get hard. I whimpered with the cock in my mouth as I felt my cock strain and pre-cum stain the front once more. I need this mortal to remove the fundoshi before he goes back to his senses.

I humped at empty air in a futile attempt at release, yet had I not been trapped in this cursed apparel, I bet the smell of Sky’s sweaty pubes would’ve been enough to send me over the edge. I continued to suck eagerly, my nose buried in the creamy tufts of pubic hair above Sky’s crotch. Sky’s knot was where I stopped, for one thing I’m sure a fist sized knot couldn’t fit in my mouth, but I knew where it could go.

I gathered my strength once more, pushing back Sky until he fell to the ground, his cock standing tall and proud now bathed in moonlight. I quickly made way to the hulking mass of meat in front of me and positioned myself properly.

I forgot one crucial point in my plan, and it was that I was still wearing the cursed piece of cloth on my damned crotch. The forlorn look on my face seemed to register with the lust addled Sky as he saw my disheartened look on it, to which he helped by eagerly pulling it off of me and freeing my sensitive bits.

My cock now free, and definitely erect, stood proudly in the moonlight, only it was smaller than I remembered. It now stood only two inches as opposed to the seven I had before putting the fundoshi on. It seemed it not only sapped my power but my length too.

Sky noticed this too as he grabbed me by the hips and moved me so that our members stood next to each other, base to base. I felt little in comparison as our balls met, his sizable and heavy balls looking massive next to mine. And his cock stood practically triple my own length, the sheer difference in size making me blush at the thought of taking such a beast.

Yet now that my cock, and in turn I, was free; I could leave this lust-addled fox to deal with his own desires. I was sorely mistaken, for soon after I was raised once more only to be dropped on Sky’s lap. The tapered edge of his cock now poked at the entrance to my ass. With what little lube my saliva served, he did not care as he was sure to penetrate my ass.

Slowly I was lowered and lowered, forced to take Sky’s entire length one inch at a time. I yelped and I purred at every small thrust and push as the cock was slowly forced into me. My moans echoed into the night, that is until we reached the knot.

The sound I made couldn’t be described as a moan as to how loud and guttural it was. It was loud and I was proud. I continued to practically hop on his lap until I had taken the entire bulb and one last thrust sent us both over the edge.

I sprayed rope after rope of cum splattering all over and painted Sky’s face and the shrine with white lines like an abstract painting. As for Sky however, his seed filled my stomach and leaked when my guts couldn’t take any more. We were spent.

Panting and tired, we collapsed next to each other, his knot still deeply embedded in my ass. I almost fell asleep in the afterglow, that is until I saw Sky was looking at me with deep concern, the effects of my magic now having fully worn off.

“What did we just do?” He asks, trying to force the knot out, to which I only reply with one word.

“SLEEP” and sleep we did, this was not something I’d like to explain right now.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "A Kitsune's Escape", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "125" }