Holofantasy ~ Dice Game Disaster
Fubuki shifts uncomfortably behind her desk as the strange craving naggingly gnaws at her once more. A monkey on her back. An itch she can’t scratch. Annoyed, her nails dig into the soft wood of the furniture she sits before, her tail flicking behind her idly. She’s stronger than this. She’s absolutely above such things. What other kitsune her age would be acting this way? It’s disgraceful. It’s idiotic, at that - and yet, she can’t shake the feeling. The hunger. That boy, Anonymous - Anon, he prefers to be called - he’s irresistible. It’s sickening. He’s cute, sure. Very friendly, very sweet. He’s a wonderful friend, she thinks. She’s very glad to have him around. But his soul. It’s so strong it aches to be around. She holds herself back...but the need is there. Getting stronger every single time. The urge. Just a taste. A sip. A drop. Anything, anything at all! Desperate to get away from the thoughts, she shakes her head, shivers shooting up and down her spine in waves. There has to be something. There has to be something that can be done. Some way to sate this craving in a way that doesn’t make her feel so lowly, so...animalistic. Her mind works slowly.
‘What if there was a way to make it so he wouldn’t be able to say no?’ She cringes at the wording of the thought, but the dark voice in her mind works quickly. ‘No, no. Nothing like that. But...what if there was something wagered, and if he lost, the cost was a bit of that excess energy of his? Mutually beneficial, so to speak. He has the chance to win something, and you...have the chance to bask in that wonderful warmth.’
The fox sits uncomfortably still at the table, contemplating the thought. Lazily, she cranes her neck, looking over her shoulder. The dice are still on the table. Briefly, the fox considers if this is right. If this is...morally sound. The hunger within her overrides her judgement.
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I want to work on a "Anon fails his will saves" scenario for this where you fuck Fubuki, but for now, I've been sitting on this for what feels like ages. It's actually been over a month since the last entry, and I'm sorry. Life's been cruel and spirits low. If anyone else wants to take a crack at it, by all means, go ahead! Adding to this, I still wanna fuck around with music at some point. The Wizard of Legend boss music was a big inspiration during Fubuki's fight, even if I've never played the game itself. Mages are strange to write. 