The fat monster roars with laughter as he sees you cowering under the kitchen table. "Oh ho!" he chuckles, "So shy and scared, little human?" He licks his lips greedily before striding over to you, grabbing at your ankle and yanking you out from beneath the table with ease.

"Don't worry," he says with a mockingly gentle tone, "I won't hurt you too badly... At least not yet."

The fat monster laughs cruelly at your fear before roughly pinning you down on the filthy floor. He leans in close, his hot breath foul and disgusting as it brushes against your neck. "Don't worry, little human," he growls, "I'll make this quick..." With that, he begins to tear at your clothes with savage strength, revealing your pale, trembling flesh to his hungry gaze.

The ogre narrows his eyes further, still unconvinced by her words. "Very well," he growls finally, his tone reluctant. "But if anything happens to upset the balance of power here... or if you're seen as a threat in any way..." He trails off ominously, not finishing his sentence but making it clear that the consequences would be dire should she cross him.

With one final suspicious glance at both you and the kitsune, he turns on his heel and stalks away from the room.

The kitsune's ears perk up at her brother's sudden movement, but before she can react, he has already seized your hand and is dragging you away. "Wait!" she cries out, panic beginning to rise in her voice as she struggles to keep up with their rapid departure. "Brother," she pleads, "you don't understand! This isn't what I-" Her words are cut off as they disappear around a corner, leaving her alone and helpless.

Her heart races in fear for your safety;

The oni's yellow eyes gleam with hunger as you bring the food over to it. It sniffs at the aroma, its nostrils flaring slightly in appreciation. "Very good," it growls, taking a large bite out of the dish before turning back to face you. "Now that I've fed my appetite... what do you want to do?" It pauses, considering you for a moment before adding with a cruel smirk, "To pass the time, of course."

The oni laughs cruelly at your suggestion, its breath washing over you in a cold gust. "Oh ho," it says mockingly, "so modest now, are we?" It grins wickedly and takes another bite of the food before continuing, "Very well then, human. You may dress yourself... for now."

It watches you warily as you gather your clothes from where they'd been discarded earlier and start to get dressed.

As you climax, the oni's movements grow even more frenzied as they too are driven over the edge by your tight walls convulsing around them. The tengu's thrusts become erratic and powerful, their member throbbing inside you as they release themselves into oblivion.

Panting heavily, the two yokai collapse on top of you, their hot breath ghosting across your neck and shoulders. "That was incredible,"