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Literotica. It has 4 very short stories. They are all written to be the strangest possible. Rated 18+ for sure. It's good for a guilty pleasure laugh or two.

If you don't like fanfictions or are easily offended this is NOT for you.
BY READING FURTHER YOU AGREE THAT YOU ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE AND ARE NOT EASILY OFFENDED

The following four short stories are intended for an adult audience and contain scenes of violence, nudity, extreme sexuality, taboo issues and much more.

*Note: The following 4 short stories are parodies of the Manga/Anime "Fruits Basket" which we actually do enjoy watching. We just felt it was too innocent not to have a parody.

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Part 1: Sexual Education...
By: DeathlyPrayers (PyroSprite))


Yuki had just got home, a little later than usual. Supper was already being made and Kyo was tapping his foot on the ground impatiently. Tohru was wearing her white apron and cooking an assortment of foods. Shigure was sitting across from Kyo completely absorbed by his newspaper. Yuki walked in and sat next to Kyo at the table. He didn’t say anything to anyone. He just sat down and got his notebook and a strange textbook.

“What’s the book?” Kyo asked.

“It’s sexual education stuff,” Yuki replied with a grin.

“Oh? Any pictures?” Kyo asked with a sick grin.

“Just of STD-infested penises and gangrenous breasts.”

“Oh, that isn’t exactly what I had hoped for,” Kyo looked disappointed and went back to tapping his foot on the ground.

“Kyo, can you help me with this question?” Yuki said as he slid his hand onto Kyo’s lap, under the tablecloth.

“Mmm okay, what is it?” Kyo said, grinning.

“I’m gonna leave the room, I get grossed out by that kind of thing… sorry,” Tohru said and ran out of the room with her fingers in her ears.

“I’ve never been fond of it myself,” Shigure said without looking up from his newspaper and left.

The two of them were alone in the kitchen. Kyo stared dreamily contented at Yuki. Yuki moved his hand closer to Kyo’s waist. Kyo smiled.

“Well, the question is… ‘How does an erection happen?’,” Yuki moved his hand into Kyo’s pants under the boxers.

“Well, first you need to stimulate the penis,” Kyo said and moved closer to Yuki.

“Oh, don’t you mean like this?” Yuki began rubbing Kyo’s genitals and unzipping his pants.

“You can also use the mouth,” Kyo said and bent over Yuki’s waist.

“Ohhh that works well, very, very well…”

“Eventually, you will cum. That’s when semen comes out into my mouth and your ass,” Kyo said as Yuki began to orgasm.

“Ohh” Yuki moaned.

Kyo’s mouth filled almost instantly with thick, salty semen. It drooled out of his mouth and all over his face. Kyo began swallowing it all. Yuki began licking it off of Yuki’s face until he had a mouthful himself. They began passionately kissing and pushing the semen in and out of each other’s mouths. Their tongues licked the other’s mouth.

Tohru walked in, “Oh my… EEK! I REALLY DON’T BELONG HERE!” She ran screaming out of the door as Hatsuharu walked in.

“Oh, but I do…” Hatsuharu said as he saw them and began stripping.


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Part 2: What Happens In The Other Room? A Response To part 1.
By: Amron (xTheOnlyOne)


Imagine Shigure taking a sword and stabbing himself in the knee—nice and deep, mind you—and twisting it around so it gets all nasty and blood-covered. Then he pulls it out slowly, dripping with blood and gore and bone hanging off. Then he shoves it DEEP into Tohru’s vagina and slides it in and out as he anally rapes her. He shoves himself in SO deep that he ruptures her anal muscle walls and makes her bleed from there. When he’s fucked her dry and she’s died from blood loss, he put her blood-and-semen-soaked ass on his mouth and begins sucking her out. He then becomes hungry and resorts to sexual cannibalism, devouring her organs and muscle and her still-beating heart. He masturbates and ejaculates on what’s left of Tohru.


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Part 3: Wish I Had an Angel
By: Amron (xTheOnlyOne)


As Saki Hanajima walked home from the restaurant she’d just come from, late, late at night, she heard nothing but silence. There were no night noises from the creatures that lingered, only the cold, blank stare of the moon. The wind rustled the breeze lightly, and Saki knew—she was being watched.

“Who lingers?” she called into the air.

No sound.

“Who hides in the shadow?”

Still, there was no sound.

“Hide all you want. There will be no surprises for me.”

And with that, Saki continued her voyage home.

Minutes later, at the crossroad of Uchiwa and Gassan, she heard another rustle in the darkness.

“Who lingers?” she called again, this time with more force.

There was no response but a whispery rustle.

A giggle erupted from the shadow; flirtatious and light and it made Saki feel light-headed. It was depraved, yet innocent—free of malice intention.

“Hana…” came a voice from the shadow.

Saki followed it into its black haven, searching for the voice that called her.

Crash—a metallic rattle—a loud noise—and a sick thud, and, just barely conscious, Saki felt herself being dragged. Her captor was not visible to her eyes, only her feet. Tense under the pain, Saki fell unconscious.

Moments—perhaps hours—later, Saki found the visible world once more. But it was invisible still. Blackness surrounded her—and then, blinding white. When the light flushed, she found herself surrounded by red and leather.

“Hana,” said a voice, most likely her captor’s.

Saki looked to where the voice came from. She was sure her eyes deceive her—her captor was none other than Arisa Uotani. Except, her usual tomboyish and plain attire was replaced with something more racy. It revealed much of her pale body and tightly hugged her curves. Saki’s stomach jumped at the sight of her.

“Welcome to my chamber, said the spider to the fly,” Arisa said lasciviously.

She held a chain-whip in her right arm and dangled and shook it temptingly. Saki wanted to edge closer to it—but she was bound by leather and metal.

“You’ve come a long way, my sweet Aries.”

“Must I resort to being your puppet?” Saki spat, yet inside she wanted punishment.

“I’ll have no such insubordination,” stated Arisa, and she whipped Saki’s pale, exposed thigh, leaving a disfiguring-looking red mark that bled.

“Bleed, child.” Arisa crouched and licked the bleeding area.

She lapped at the blood leaking from the wound she had left. Saki sighed almost contently.

“You’re not allowed to enjoy this,” Arisa growled and stood.

Taking her blood-licked whip, she stood over Saki’s face and twirled her whip. She took the whip and wrapped it lightly around Saki’s throat. Putting one leg over her face, she was soon sitting down.

“I want to see you try,” Arisa commanded with her hips pushed forward so her cave was in front of Saki’s nose.

Saki buried her pale lips into the vulva in front of her. It tasted like a dog’s nose, but she didn’t mind. Like a wolf, she lapped hungrily at it, devouring it whole. She could feel her own separation begin to swell and twitch. It made her hunger for more.

“That’s right! That’s it!” Arisa moaned, tightening the whip’s hold on Saki’s throat.

Saki’s face was turning red. When Arisa was sure she was an inch from orgasm, she leapt off the girl and walked to a wall covered in all kinds of paraphernalia. She pulled a clear, ribbed and studded dildo off the wall and returned to her prey.

Slowly, she inserted the clear thing into Saki’s vagina. Saki moaned deeply and even more so as Arisa flipped the switch at the end and the dildo began to vibrate mercilessly. It tore her tunnel apart.

“You like that you bitch!” Arisa shouted violently.

She shoved the heel of her boot against Saki’s cheek, and she obeyed. Saki began to lick the heel of her boot voraciously. Her frequent sighs turned into raspy moans, and her face became red, screwed and sweaty. Saki felt an orgasm explode inside her, and it ripped through her whole being. Never had she experienced anything like it.

“You fucking whore…” Arisa purred, clawing at her own vagina rapidly.

Soon, an angry orgasm rippled through her and she expressed that loudly.

Within seconds, she collapsed onto her victim, who looked deathly exhausted. They were both heaving and groaning madly, and their lips found one another. They began to devour each others’ mouths, probing with their tongues with scent of sweat and blood between them.

Arisa suddenly pushed off her.

“I’m not done yet,” she stated solidly.

She clamored on top of Saki and moved so her anus was just in front of her mouth. She groaned and screamed, clenching her throbbing rosebud angrily. A little brown thing soon followed suit, and it fell into Saki’s mouth. Disgusted but aroused, Saki devoured the odiferous thing whole. Arisa began to push out more of the foul smelling feces into Saki’s mouth, and the girl devoured it all whole.

When there was nothing left in her, she slid away from her face until she was at Saki’s torn hole. She pulled out the still-vibrating dildo and threw it away; looking at Saki’s red face, she could see patches and blobs of brown all over. Arisa began urinating right into Saki’s gaping vagina at the sight of it. Saki moaned again, brimming with sexual euphoria. Her gaping cave soon was soon brimming with urine. Arisa slid off her.

“What disgusting fetishes must you force me to explore?” Saki sighed at Arisa.

“Nothing more,” she replied and pulled open a large metal door.

Saki realized she was still strapped to the table—and trapped.

“I suffer your servitude to live through solitude!” she cried.

“Whatever that meant,” Arisa shrugged, closing the door.

Morning was approaching, and first light fell in through the crack of the closed door. Saki looked around, feeling the disgusting taste in her mouth. The light glimmered off the ivory white of many skeletons perched against a far wall…

*Note from PyroSprite: If you read all of that you're much more strong-stomached than I. It took me several tries before I could read it all the way through.
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Part 4: An Immoral Kind of Date
By: DeathlyPrayers (PyroSprite)


Matoko was walking out of the school when she passed Yuki talking to another of the fan club members. She had patiently waited for his attention for so long. It wasn’t fair. She knew he was meant to be with her. She just knew it. She finally got an idea so devious that it made her think twice before considering it.

“Yuki, may I have a word?” Matoko said in the sweetest voice she could muster.

“Of course, what would you like?” Yuki asked, smiling in a friendly manner.

“Oh, well you see Yuki… I was hoping to talk to you later tonight. When no one is around to listen in.” Matoko said.

“Oh? What time because Tohru, Kyo and I---”

“Eight O’clock. At the Ice Cream Shop,” Matoko said.

“Okay, I can do that.” Yuki said.

“I’ll meet you there?” Matoko asked.

“I could meet you at your house if you would like and we could walk there together,” Yuki smiled.

“Oh, that would be wonderful,” Matoko smiled back.

-7:30 P.M- -That Night-

Matoko had everything she needed with her. Money, lipstick, a whip, a buttplug, a small pair of electrical clamps attached to a D battery, and a picture of a small middle eastern boy. She couldn’t wait to meet Yuki. She had also packed the key to her devious plot… the drugs. She wore fishnet leggings and a low-cut tube top with a lot of eye-liner.

Her mom told her she looked like a slut but she just told her to go stuff a bird.

“Oh, dear sweet Yuki should be here soon,” Matoko said to herself.

The doorbell rang.

“Oh, coming!” She ran to the door.

“Hello Matoko, lovely night tonight isn’t it?” Yuki said kindly.

Matoko’s heart fluttered from his kindness. She also knew what had to be done. She wouldn’t let him get away from her. She would have him.

“Oh, very. Shall we go?” Matoko gripped Yuki’s hand and almost danced.

“Yes, let’s.”

-At The Ice Cream Shop-

“Matoko, can you watch my cola and ice cream while I’m in the restroom?” Yuki got up.

“Don’t worry,” Matoko said, already gripping the bottle in her handbag.

Matoko pulled Yuki’s cup of cola closer and discreetly dropped two high-grade sleeping pills in. She stirred it around a few times to be sure they had dissolved. She then licked his ice cream ravenously for no real reason. She had an idea and pulled the straw out of his drink. She turned to the wall the booth was against and slipped it under her skirt, in and out of her vagina until the end that went in the drink was slimy and smelled of fish. She replaced it into the drink without anyone noticing. Yuki got back moments later.

“Ah, isn’t this nice?” Matoko asked Yuki as she ran her hand through her hair.

“Very, but you said you wanted to ask me something?” Yuki questioned.

“Oh yes, I was just wanting to ask if we could use your image on school posters because you are quite widely known.”

“I don’t have a problem with that,” Yuki said as he took a sip of his drink.

“That’s good…” Matoko said in a calming voice.

“Suddenly…” Yuki yawned, “I feel very tired…”

“Oh, are you alright? Should I take you home?” Matoko asked innocently.

“I think I’ll have to… go… ho---” Yuki fell asleep.

“Wow, a sip did that? I guess I could have killed him with the full cup…” Matoko giggled as she took the half-conscious Yuki out of the building.

“Here, come with me Yuki,” Matoko grinned.

“Okay…” Yuki said in a zombified tone.

-At Matoko’s House-

Matoko saw a note left by her mom. It said that she would be out all night and to not forget to get some sleep.

“Oh mother, so very, very naïve…” Matoko giggled as she grabbed the whip.

Matoko ran up to her room with Yuki. She placed him on the bed, somehow not hugging him at all this whole time. Yuki fell into a deep sleep.

“Yes, good,” She said as she stripped Yuki and herself.

“TWAAT TWAAT BAZZ!” Her autistic canary pipped.

“Oh, you want to play too?” Matoko grabbed the depraved bird and slid it in and out of her vagina and then in and out of Yuki’s ass.

“Aw,” She said as it got stuck in Yuki’s ass. She pulled so hard that finally the head snapped off and remained in his ass.

Yuki made a face of discomfort as the severed head’s beak tore into his anal wall.

“Shhh, there is a lot more.”

Matoko ran and got her chihauha and began making Yuki fellate it.

“Mmm Kyo…” Yuki mumbled in his sleep.

“HE’S GAY!?” Matoko suddenly exploded with rage and set up the clamps but hooked them to a power generator in her room.

She clamped them onto his nipples and turned them on full power. Yuki began to shake and moan in pain in his sleep. He suddenly burst out in screams of unbridled terror and pain. It was a noise no human could possibly make willingly.

Matoko turned off the generator and began using each of his fingers to finger her. After she finished that she let her dog run out of the room, yipping. She then found a pair of scissors and slowly cut off Yuki’s penis. Blood went everywhere and she began to go mad. She started licking the blood off of him and making out with his half-dead body. She took the scissors and started to slowly slit his throat with them. She the filleted his thighs, ate a few pieces, and then she cooked the others with the clamps and then ate them. Yuki puked up blood as she let the final cut kill him.

"Oh Yuki… it isn’t YOUR fault I LOVED you so very MUCH!” She said insanely, “But it IS your fault that you FUCKED KYO!”

She cut open his scrotum and crushed his testicles with her bare hands and then rubbed the pieces all over her body

She poked out his eyes with her fingers and licked around his eyesockets and began pleasuring herself with his nose. She scraped the skin off of parts of her face with her nails and squirted vaginal fluids into the open wounds. After a moment of rest she used a knife to cut open his chest cavity and ripped out his vitals. Those she didn’t pleasure herself with she shoved down his throat.

“This boy is nearly done… heehee… heeeheeeeeheeeeheee… HAHAHAAHA… AHAHAAH!!” She cackled.

“My god…Matoko!” Matoko’s mom came in and screamed.

“Come…mother…join us,” Matoko said darkly, brandishing the knife and shoving into her mother’s chest and then her own.







*Note from: PyroSprite --- If you read all of that I'm proud you stuck with it. This wasnt out to get high ratings at all. I guarentee most of the people reading this will have been disgusted and morally damaged. Remember: daterape is wrong but in fiction it makes for one hell of a funny story when done right. Though, it isn't funny when some poor innocent girl is dateraped. The role reversal makes it ironically funny though, you must admit at least THAT!