Inuyasha; Deleted Stories

Ever wonder what happened to Inuyasha and Kagome before meeting up with the rest of the gang? Ever assumed it involved incredible amounts of sex, raunchy behavior and plain old vulgarity?

I bet you did.

And here we go.

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A slippery tendril wrapped around her midsection and held her against a nearby oak, amid a squeal of protest her arms, too, were pinned above her, with a foul tasting tube of scaly flesh holding her tongue in place amidst cries of protest.

But -holy shit- what else was new?

It wasn’t like this was the first time some indiscernibly gross creature from the nearest convenient cess-pit had burst in on the two, proceeded to encumber them in dripping tentacles, then, if her math was correct, strip her naked and go right ahead probing her insides.

After a good twenty minutes of playing “poke the Kagome” the thing would typically climax, tense up, and allow Inuyasha to escape, slash up the thing in a rage and -eventually- locate her and remove whatever flavor of flesh tube was still throbbing between her legs.

Usually that is.

This one was…different.

Instead of proceeding to bust through her panties it simply stuck her to a tree and focused its attention on the dog-demon opposite from her, who was quite rightly confused as all hell. Typically, the tentacle blob de-jour would ignore anything male to better violate whatever was in the immediate area. But this one, as it turned out, had the opposite agenda.

She wasn’t sure if she felt relieved her nether bits would go unmolested today in favor of Inuyasha’s.

“KAGOM-!” Inuyasha bellowed, while sickly green cables wrapped around each of his limbs and held him in an “X” above the forest floor. Another roped him to the nearest tree and then jammed itself in his mouth, reducing his cry to a muffled drawl. It was obviously too thick for him to properly bite and the lime-green ooze being secreted from the end of his captor was bubbling from his effort to yell.

It might have been a sign of something terribly wrong with her life, but even though Kagome struggled just as hard as ever, the first thing to run through her head was a sense of intrigue over whether she looked like that when something thick and yucky was being rammed down her throat.

Sick, huh?

But sick only described a little of what happened next, as a few loose tentacles produced thorny protrusions and quickly tore open the seams of Inuyasha’s hakama, ridding him of his clothes below the waist as others opened his robe. He struggled ever harder until the thing in his mouth crawled deeper into his throat and quieted him. Now the only thing separating his (admittedly impressive) nakedness from the open air was the fundoshi intricately wrapped around his crotch.

Which, speaking of, was looking strangely bulky considering…And, why did she stop struggling against her fleshy bonds?

“Well, well, well…What have we here?”


That was new. What had seemed like the mutant seedpod so many tentacle-beasts seemed to be behind the snakey-rapey bits opened like a rose-blossom, complete with frilly wine colored fringe, to reveal and sultry, plant based demoness apparently growing from the seedpod.

Her hair, rather than the inevitable vines and blossoms looked the same as any other woman’s, minus the pine-needle colour and her clothes were short, cleavage baring examples of feudal-era lingerie, all flower prints and ornate looking sashes.

Typical plant bitch.

Inuyasha stared daggers at the woman, and a few muffled sounds from his throat were probably insults. “Now, none of that doggy.” She giggled as a proper lady would, and flicked her hand in his direction. His bonds tightened and the tentacle lodged in his mouth twisted down his esophagus a few inches more. He coughed.

“And a girl as well?! What luck!” Miss flowers’n’junk commented, and drifted over to Kagome on her dais of strange vegetable matter. She took her chin in her manicured hand and took a good look at her face, now complete with bits of plant-goo and at least a little moisture from her swimming eyes.

“A strange one, “ she said, like they were meeting at a party, “but she does hang around with a doggy-demon after all! Haha!”

She released her chin and drifted over to Inuyasha. “He isn’t your boyfriend is he? Little girl?” she questioned, and laughed again, as if she found it very funny for women to be in the company of half-demon boys.

Wait…it is, isn’t it?

Fuck.


“So, tell us your name, girlie in the strange clothes.” she had repeated the hold-your-chin move on Inuyasha, and seemed to find the death-glare amusing, even if she did have to add a few more tendrils to his arms. She did however, feel the gag in her mouth slack and withdraw.

You Bitch! Came to mind.

“Why would you want to know that?” was what came out. Pissing off things with Inuyasha in a hold and access to slickened tentacles was never a smart move.

“Tehe, why not?” Her hands drifted down Inuyasha’s firm chest and a familiar smile creased her lips

“It’s Kagome, if you must know.” she spat out, as Tentacle Lady turned to look at her.

“Kagome? Not such an odd name for such an odd girl. So is this Hanyou here someone special? Hm? You run off with him to have pups in the mountains?” She had a real hard-on for her own material, that was for sure.

“N-no! we’re just…traveling, a priestess in my village bound him in exchange for, uh, beating up our warriors! Yeah!” Kagome was actually pretty impressed, seeing as that BS made a little sense.

“Ooh, you’re a traveling performer! That explains the gaudy clothes and escort, it makes sense now…”

That…flowery WHORE.

“Y-yes, we’re sorry if we infringed on your territory, I have some food and, uh, gold in my bags if you-” Kagome started, trying not to show how much their captor pissed her off.

“Silly girl, It’s you I want. Hehe” Did…did she just wink?

“And Mr. Dog-ears is first, huh?” The plant woman skated back a little and produced a crude bough to sit of, giggling all the way.

What did she mean, first?

And Inuyasha apparently didn’t care, as he suddenly exploded in effort to free himself from hid fleshy bonds, as an especially thick, pine-green tentacle emerged from their captors platform, a thin slime of chartreuse pumping from its eel-like head.

Kagome shivered.

It was never good when demons had bits like that, as an old ache in her crotch reminded her. It had taken three days to walk properly again after that incident.

“Deep breath cutie.” She said, sultry, to Inuyasha.

The end of the tentacle opened into something between a slobbering maw and a horse’s naughty parts, with the mysterious fluid running in strings from it. Inuyasha’s eyes snapped wide open and his hips jerked as if possessed.

“it won’t hurt, at least at first, and even then, you won’t care.” The woman chuckled and rested her head on her hand.

“INU-MMFHM!” Kagome started, as the gag slipped right back into place. Although she wasn’t sure what was keeping her eyes locked onto Inuyasha’s mounting plight.

A few thin cables from the woman slipped up his legs, and hooked under the fundoshi around his waist. The edge of her eye caught what could only be a smirk on the demon’s face.

RRRIIIP.

And off came his underwear.

“Oh my!” She remarked, quite surprised, and one of her hands politely covered her mouth “Aren’t we lucky?” she giggled and looked over her shoulder at the wide-eyed Kagome.

Although only semi-erect, Inuyasha’s manhood stood curving away from his groin, pulsing lightly from the many veins feeding his up-coming stiffy. His head (as Kagome knew…intimately) was already the size of an under-ripe plum and every heartbeat brought a little more blood to pump up the volume surging into his cock. And in the few seconds it had laid bare, he was already reaching his peak.

“Has this little hanyou been dragging that thing along the whole trip?” Plant Lady quipped, and gave another peal of laughter.

She mumbled.

Yeah. He had been.

If his particular…uh, anatomy, was something Inuyasha alone possessed, or a feature all demons of his ilk had, she didn’t know (although it seemed the demons she encountered were all similarly lucky) but It was true the cock lurking in Inu’s pants was massive by any standard, including horse’s.

Oh boy, did it include horses.

Kagome shuddered.

The thick tentacle with the pussy attachment seemed to wiggle with anticipation, for what, well, it was pretty simple.

With more then a few smothered protests, the tentacle fit itself onto his straining prick in one almighty gulp, then sucked itself to a more form-fitting size and seemed to “consume” his impressive scrotum.

Not an easy feat, from her experience.

Kagome had seemed to give up on escaping until an opportunity presented itself and as one, began to wonder what their captor was playing at by milking Inuyasha’s trouser anaconda. It also handily distracted her from addressing that their was a curious amount of moisture dampening her skimpy Hello Kitty knickers.

“Oooo, my, you’re quite the find aren’t you?” Miss tentacles cooed, as the steady rhythm coursing the gullet-like tendril over Inuyasha’s cock increased. From the noise issuing out of his clogged throat, it wasn’t entirely as pleasurable as one might imagine.

An eggplant hued serpent of plant matter wrapped around legs she hadn’t realized were kicking against the tree. As it tightened , the living rope drew further up her thighs and eventually cinched above the ham of her skirt, another fastened her ankles.

There was definitely something wrong, when she realized the liquid this new binding was soaked in felt more similar to massage oil than flower-jizz. Or was that just her?

Whatever the case, Inuyasha had begun again to thrash against his capture, although with far less strength then before. A warm sensation became apparent at the junction of her groin.

Oh Damn.

The demon, henceforth distracted by watching, with occasional giggles, Inuyasha, turned to her with a grin like a true she-devil.

“Are you having fun, Kagome?” The bit attached to Inuyasha tightened and a low moan escaped his throat. “`Cause y’know, after I’m done with him, we’re going to get acquainted just as well.” She snickered, and didn’t even break eye-contact when the eggplant tentacle snuck further up her thighs.

“What do you say I give you a little to get started? Huh?” The gag again withdrew from her mouth.

“S-Stop it!” she managed to call, as the cable of sticky matter around her lower body began to twist and churn just beneath where fabric met her melting core. “Just let us go!”

“So…that’s a no, then?” she drew closer, from what Kagome could see, the pressure of Inu’s privates slacked off a bit, and his body relaxed.

“What a shame.”

Her remarkably attractive face was not far from her own, as the blunt head of her prime concern began stroking her inner thigh. A sensation like a weakly sucking straw rang with it.

Wait…

“Because, I think it will be a whole bunch of fun, my little Kagome.” The Demon Lady was smug and looked it, as two round cylinders of greenish plant life stuffed themselves into her mouth, amid not a little gagging, they both blocked her tongue and coiled in her cheeks. She was sure it looked as lewd as it felt.

But not so sure of why the sucking sensation on her nethers had so much lukewarm fluid to absorb.

“Let’s watch your puppy-friend have a good time before we get started, hm?” Tentacles said, as she turned and redoubled the rhythm by which the pussy-blossom suckled at his groin. Inuyasha’s eyes screwed shut and his back arched, simply in spasms, rather then resistance.

“Sht-*cough* Schtoph eet! `Nu-yesha!!” she managed, from what she knew of Inuyasha’s crotch, probably more than she was willing to admit, too, that was a definite sign of a toe curling orgasm.

So that’s what she was after. The old succubus act. Not bad.

It explained the taste for pussy juice the tentacle rimming her thighs had.

Tentacle lady closed her eyes and gave a long sigh, obviously getting pleasure from nearing Inuyasha’s climax, normally he’d be pumping out a torrent of pre-cum before the final deluge, and Kagome was willing to bet this time was no different. Looking closely, she could even make out the tentacle siphoning the contents of its maw down itself to the demon’s base. Cute.

And from how her hips were begging to grind the tendril at her waist, not just a little arousing.

She was a sick, sick girl sometimes.

“Mmm, come around have we?” The demon chided, then slipped back into a state of near-hypnosis at consuming Inu’s abundant fluids.

He had now stopped all struggling, save for the robotic thrust of his hips into Tentacle Queen’s auto-fuck pod, and as his thrusts got more desperate and the coiling of the tentacles in her mouth grew more erratic, she knew what was imminent.

“MM..MMF, MFFGMG!!!” Inuyasha groaned, the plug in his mouth almost coming out as he yelled into it, his back arched fully and Kagome actually saw the bulge where his fluids flooded his captor, and then again, and again in an orgasm beyond the wild for even Inuyasha he just kept pumping into the still flexing tube vacuumed to his member, each time filling it with more then it could slurp away until at last white fluid began leaking from the lips of the thing.

“YES, YES, YEEEES!!” The demon moaned, wrapping her arms around herself as a river of seed feed into her base. “Simply DIVINE!” she called. The mouth on Inu’s cock had not released as she hoped, well, thought, through her efforts at riding the uncooperative tentacles for a little relief, but redoubled until it looked as if a thrashing eel had enveloped his cock and squirmed with all its might.

Again Inuyasha pumped into the thing, and again, more fluids were carted away to the demon proper, and again, and again, until Kagome had lost count of how many orgasms Inuyasha had “endured” and simply assumed that he’d been constantly cumming since he had first started, in one degree or another.

Lucky bastard, was all that ran through her head as a deluge of her own nectar began saturating her panties and coating the insides of her thighs, her carefully trimmed pubic hair soaked and matted to her crotch.

“Dam…oo…`nuyisha!” she shouted through her squiggling gag.


Inuyasha (or at least his body) had gone limp and hung his head low on his torso, with the Cock pleasing tentacle strapped to his manhood finally still, save a few jerky throbs ever so often.

Her eyes snapped to the demon, who seemed to be in a post orgasmic haze, and realized her bonds were just slack enough for…

She -almost regretfully- burst from her ropey tendril shackles and made for her bag, laying haphazard next to a half full quiver, she might have been a poor shot, but if she could…

“And where are you going?” The demoness snapped to attention and shot a half dozen tentacles at her legs, snaring her just short of her goal.

“Dammit! Inuyasha!” she cried, if only he would come too and help her she might just be able to reach her arrows.

“Hnggmmff!” was all that came from his throat as the dog demon flexed with his remaining might, the appendage attached to his loins likewise shuddered and a small bulge made its way to the centre of the demon.

“What are you trying tooOO!” she stuttered, upon receiving a lost shot of sustenance, giving just enough slack for Kagome’s hand to close around a small fistful of arrows.

She yanked them out of their home and with a yell and plunged them into the largest tentacle still grasping her leg, it withered and receded, as did the others she stabbed reverently, until she was free.

“Die! Tentacle bitch!” was all she could think off as she closed the gap just enough to be within fist range, before another round of tentacles wrapped around her thighs.

“Cunning little- !” was all the plant-demon managed before an arrowhead was lodged in her skull, which seemed to fill with a dim light and sown her body, which either erupted in greenish fluid or withered and died, the thick trunk leading to Inuyasha’s fuck-staff breaking off and dropping away, save the very mouth of it.

And finally, the light reached the vines around Kagome and liquefied into a runny off lime fluid.

“Oh, sick!” she called, as Inuyasha’s panting was heard, now that his cursed gag was compost.

Trying to shake off the feeling of yet another kind of demon goo under her skirt, she made her Inuyasha and tapped the cunt-blossom with the tip of her last arrow, it turned to something resembling scales and feel in pieces to the floor, revealing Inuyasha’s cock.

Still covered in a thin coating of slime, it was looked both swollen and shrunken at the same time, with his veins more blue then ever and his soft flesh red and tender. His balls had fared no better and hung lower than before in an angry, blushing sac. Just as his prick did, they had the appearance of somehow being drained and tired.

She had once measured him at a full thirteen inches hard, and between seven and eight soft, depending on the temperature, as it stood (or hung) he was barely half that size.

She sighed, couldn’t imagine why.

“Inuyasha, Inuyasha! wake up!” she helped him from his position , slumped against the tree, and tried to ignore the fact they were each coated in plant muck, or that he was buck naked.

He groaned.

“The hell was that?” he issued in a low voice, sounding more tired then she had ever heard him.

She sighed again and helped him to the bags. She knew just how he felt.

A handy towel served to cover his “damage” well enough for Kagome to gather his torn clothes as he came around.

“Damn Demoness sucked me dry!” he called, after inspecting his precious manhood and being assured he’d be back swinging low in no time.

“It’s not like I invite these tentacle demons Inuyasha.” she replied, and through him a handful of those mist towelette things. “Here, it really helps get…stuff off.” Kagome miserly added.

She grabbed some for her self and didn’t even bother hiding herself from view as she toweled off the residue of their latest “battle”

Great, plant splooge. That’s a new one.

She stripped off her sopping panties next, never minded Inuyasha’s peeking and held them up.

“Awesome” She said to no one. They were completely stained with thick gobs of aforementioned plant jizz and totally ruined.

But what else is new?

She sighed.

And after all this, she didn’t even get off.

“You alright?” Inuyasha chimed in, after he had cleaned himself and began sorting his damaged clothing out. Kagome would help repair them later.

“Just Fine. Tired.” She answered, dropping her ruined undies to the ground and forgetting about them, she’d throw them on the fire in the evening, but until then, she went knickerless.

She’d have to stand the burning itch in her still moist valley until Inu fell asleep, with things as they were.

Damn.

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And there we are! This is my attempt to add a little more smut to the IY section, and I really want as much reader input as possible, so go ahead and suggest whatever kooky demon kink you’ve had milling around in there.

Yeah, I know shouting out “do a butt secks deimon!11!” might be fun, but try to put at least a little bit of spin of it, the more interesting, the quicker it gets written.

Also, be advised, I’m not writing Kagome as an outright slut, but more like a long-suffering girl whose had quite a jog around that block, and is quite aware of what she likes. Same for Inuyasha, still a bit of a jerk, but not a total ass. Try to keep that in mind. But don’t worry about putting her in outlandish positions, I can usually figure things out.

Second chapter very soon, and for my other readers Takato S.O.S is not far off. Be patient.