Movement on the right.
Instant reaction. Concentration. Muscle contraction. Leap. Buzzing of the wind in ears. Feeling of grass blades lashing on the naked skin of legs. A split-second full of anticipation, impatient excitement, euphoria, feeling of the prey trying to break out of an iron grip. Realization of success. It's horrified cry.

"Let me go easy!"

And there it is. After long hours of hunt, finally, at the long last, it looks at you with resentment, still wriggling around like a limbless worm. It's eyes, unnaturally large, gleaming with calm, neutral, but terrible insanity, it's deformed nose, it's mouth that lacks teeth, that keeps spouting nonsense about letting it go. Oh no, miss Easy, you're not going anywhere. This man has spent too much time trying to find you, trying to catch you, to simply release you now.
You give it a spiteful grin, to which it responds with another plead. Oh, little does it know.
Come to think of it, why have you found yourself hunting for this poor, hideous thing? Oh, that's right. Because of that fateful day, not so long ago, when you first noticed a family of those things dancing in the pale moonlight on a hill near the village. It was then, you realized, that your whole life, your endeavours, training, were all just preparation for this hunt. Because no matter how stupid those things look, catching them was no easy business. Even the experienced youkai hunters that strived to achieve this encountered numerous problems when it came to tracking those creatures.
But here you are, with a perfectly fine, adult specimen of Yukkureimu (named after that nosy shrine maiden) in your grasp. What now? Oh, there's only one thing you can do now. This is the culminating point, the climax of your entire life!
Speaking of climaxing, time to get to it.

"Bad mister, let go ea-- easy?!"

It almost squeals when you find the right spot with the fingers of your other hand. Yes, just like they said it would be there, it is. A small, round hole, just the size of a beer bottle's neck, literally perfect. Then, without further ado, you can come to the point.

Your pants land swiftly on the ground and free the raging fury of a thousand of hours spent on looking for this creature in a form of a meaty pillar that, protruded, aims at the yukkuri's hole practically on it's own.

"Mister!" it cries when you place your glans, already shining with pre-cum on the entrance to it's hole "What are you doing?! Take it easy!"
"I'm going to take you... EASY!"

You answer and plunge your enormous erection all the way in. The warmth of bean paste surrounding your shaft sends a wave of pleasure to your head, pleasure that no human woman could ever give. It is better than any other vagina your cock had a chance to taste before, it's better than that toy you've bought from Kourindou! The thought alone, of that delicious, sweet paste brushing your raising dragon is alone to cloud your mind with extacy.

"Aiiiee?!" it cries as you pull out and push back in "I ca---- easy!"

Stroke after stroke, you let the sexual tension, gathered inside those two round objects that are now obscenely slapping against your thighs, flow out, all at once. There's nothing that can stop you now. The sweet bean paste will know the taste... of a man!

"Mister! It--- I-- I feel easy! Don't stop!"

It likes it! That's even better! The taste of tonight's feast shall be heavenly!
Feeling the point of climax incoming, you quicken your pace and give it a few last humps before you unload your whole load into that warm hole.

"Ahh..." it pants, as do you "Refreshed..."

You slowly pull out of it's hot insides and take a look at your gradually limping member, now all smeared with brown, sweet substance.
"Damn," you say to yourself "I'm looking good."

...


"Hey, mister!"

The creature happily jumps around you as you unpack everything needed to prepare a meal out of your backpack. Bread, cutlery, matches... Oh, come to think of it, you'll need some wood as well...

"Yeah?"

"I wanna take it easy again!"

"Look here for a moment."

"Hm? More refreshments?"

Without hesitation, you drive a knife deep into it's forehead.

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