Chapter 20: I wanted to see a fox prisoner of tentacles, not directly!

The morning after ending the broadcast with great success, receiving a large donation of 270,000 won.

As soon as I opened my eyes and saw smooth arms, I let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm back to Mimi (nekomimi/human-like ears) form."

I returned from the furry state, which could be called a mental illness if you get turned on by it, to the Mimi state, which anyone can proudly say is arousing.

Could being a furry all day yesterday have been a dream?

Thinking that, I cautiously turned on the broadcast, but seeing the broadcast ban warning appearing before my eyes, I threw my phone onto the blanket.

"...Another defeat."

I lost.

I was confident that I was drawing while walking a tightrope, but when I drew the wet shrine maiden outfit, I couldn't resist adding pink, and ended up getting a broadcast ban.

"This is why quick-witted ones are no good... No, maybe it's the fault of the lewd admins who mistook the pink on the chest area for nipples?"

Honestly, I drew it intentionally.

The shrine maiden outfit is covered in tentacle slime, so it makes no sense not to have slightly arousing pink nipples.

Not drawing that would be committing a sin against the person who commissioned it, a sin against myself who didn't draw it, and a sin against the tentacles that spread slime all over just to make the already hot Fox Shrine Maiden even hotter.

...I don't understand.

Why is drawing something arousing a sin?

Isn't sexual desire one of the three major human desires?

Why does relieving one of the three major desires become a reason for suspension? Besides, Admin, you enjoyed it too, right?

"...Watching everything you want to watch and then banning strictly."

Truly disgraceful.

With what mindset did I draw that perfect tentacle porn...

How much effort did I put in to make everyone get turned on by seeing this tentacle porn...!

"Fine, since it's come to this, I'll play right on top of the loopholes in the regulations. Be prepared, Admin. From 6 days later, it won't be easy."

Two mistakes are enough.

Now that I know for sure how the regulations work, I just need to play happily on the thin line until the admin's insides burst.

"A broadcast where the viewers are satisfied, the admin is satisfied, but I alone am dissatisfied."

It's regrettable.

But what can I do?

If I go to another platform, I can absolutely never draw aggro by drawing pictures like this.

Was I venting complaints about other broadcasting platforms for a moment?

From the kitchen came the sound of something being roughly chopped with a knife—Thud! Thud!—and I quietly pulled out the frying pan hidden under the bed to subdue the intruder who broke into the house.

As I became a Nine-tailed Fox due to the curse-like blessing of the Fox God, all my senses became sensitive like an animal's, yet someone came in and is cooking without me knowing?

It absolutely cannot be a normal person.

Either another yokai came to my house to play a prank as my bald friend Hyeok-jin said, or.

"An exorcist came to subdue me, a Nine-tailed Fox."

With a seriousness unlike usual, I completely hid my presence and approached the intruder cooking in the kitchen, and as soon as she turned around, I swung the frying pan quickly.

But.

Clang!!!

My decisive blow was easily blocked by a pink tentacle that appeared from somewhere, and at this, the intruder smiled brightly and turned toward me.

"Oh my, when did you wake up? I didn't even know you were up."

"...Who the hell are you, and why are you deliciously boiling Doenjang-jjigae (soybean paste stew) in my house? This is fucking breaking and entering, ajumma (ma'am/auntie)."

"I'm not an ajumma! Even looking like this, I'm a bright 23-year-old!"

"You should lie moderately for me to even pretend to believe you, ajumma. How is that old-looking face 23?"

Tacky and heavy makeup that absolutely couldn't be seen as someone in their 20s.

An awkward hairstyle unique to shamans, unlike other beautifully adorned women.

Seeing the woman claiming to be in her 20s with such a terrible appearance, I worried for her from the bottom of my heart.

"First, let's remove that shitty makeup. You look 30 years older because of that heavy makeup."

"...Is it really that bad?"

"What's the use of saying it twice? I'm saying it because you really look old. That makeup style and hairstyle, even this body can't pull it off."

No, maybe not that?

If a beautiful Fox Beastkin like me or the Fox God did shaman work with that kind of makeup...

'Evil spirit, begone!'

'Why, why isn't the spell working? Wh, why???'

'N, No! The, the evil spirit is entering my bodyyyy♡ Don't enter my bodyyy! N, Noooo!!!'

'Haa-eut?! Haa-eu-eut!!! Ghost technique is amaziiiing♡ C, Cummiiing♡'

Yeah, just thinking about it, juices are already flowing down below.

That isn't the fault of the shaman hairstyle and shaman makeup.

It's just the fault of the original face.

If fluffy fox ears and a tail were attached to that face? Then just imagining it would have been responsible for many people's Happy Time?

As I stared at the shaman in front of me with a silly smile, the shaman also smiled brightly and faced me.

"Seems like you're thinking something rude."

"Just your feeling, surely not?"

"Right? No matter how insidious an artist is, there's no way they'd think such thoughts with a person right in front of them... Fufu."

The shaman closed her eyes and let out a gloomy laugh, so I swung the frying pan I was holding strongly once again, but a tentacle from who knows where wrapped tightly around my arm.

"Huh? Fuck?"

"Uh-uh, nice words."

"If you were me, would nice words come out in this situation? When pink tentacles are on the verge of fucking a fox in heat like a dog?"

My current body condition is sensitive to begin with, and with heat on top of it, my whole body is in a state close to a weak point.

If touched wrongly just a little, I end up drooling juices and feeling pleasure.

In such a situation, that slime-covered tentacle grabbed my arm? This is...

I'll get fucked. 100%, no? 200% probability of getting fucked.

...Fuck, my first experience is not with a person but with a tentacle?

Absolutely not.

I'd rather do it with that bald bastard; I'd hate giving my first experience to such a grotesque tentacle even if I die.

I gritted my teeth hard to endure the tingling pleasure felt in my arm.

"...This arm, could you let go? It's a bit troubling being held continuously."

"Sorry, but I don't think I can do that? If I let go, you'll swing that frying pan at me."

"Isn't that obvious? If someone you're not even close with breaks into your house and is boiling Doenjang-jjigae deliciously, anyone would try to smash their head first?"

A strange person confidently entered your house and is boiling Doenjang-jjigae for you.

What would you do?

1. Since it's a woman, declare a sex battle first.

2. Suspicious person, so let's report first.

3. Smash the head first, think later.

Wouldn't anyone in the world pick number 3?

First, if I wrongly declare number 1, the probability of getting counter-raped is extremely high.

My body condition right now has bottomed-out defense due to heat.

Whether dealing with a man or a woman, I'll likely be called 'weak/noob' (heojeop) and 'lose'.

So, option 1 is a pass. Need to move to option 2, but.

Would a person who broke into a house allow the homeowner to call the police?

If things go wrong, she can't eat the delicious Doenjang-jjigae she was boiling and has to eat bean rice (prison food) in jail?

She would interfere with contacting the police or 119 by any means necessary.

Even if that means is in a form close to R-18.

Then the remaining option is only one.

Strike First to Win.

Just smash the head as soon as you see her.

"Even if you were me, you would have smashed the head first? Smash first, and if she's not dead, bind her and report to the police. Saying, 'Some crazy bitch swinging tentacles entered my house and is boiling Doenjang-jjigae'."

"Makes sense, thinking about it again, you're right. But you know."

The shaman smiled brightly and dropped something like a seed on the floor, and soon, tremendous tentacles burst out from under the floor and prepared to ravage my body.

"If you failed to smash someone's head, naturally there should be a penalty, right?"

"...And that penalty is getting captured by tentacles and having erotic things done to me?"

"Of course! If you failed while trying to smash a tentacle user's head, isn't it 'common sense' to film super hot tentacle porn yourself? Most R-18 tentacle mangas proceed that way?"

"I admit it's common sense, but my mind is still male? And."

I adjusted my grip on the frying pan with my other hand and struck down with all my might toward the tentacle binding my arm.

Clang!!!

"I'm on the side of watching a Fox Beastkin getting erotic things done to her by tentacles, not the side of experiencing it myself? So remove those fucking tentacles, quickly."

I spoke with an annoyed voice to the shaman who didn't even look like a shaman in front of me, but she stomped her feet and showed a face soaked in happiness instead.

"Haa... Haa... You know that thing where a TS-ed Gumiho girl gradually admits she is a female while getting erotic things done to her by tentacles... I think it's a more arousing situation than any other?"

I correct myself.

That's just a face soaked in madness.

Just the face of a bitch crazy for TS and tentacles!!!