As it happens, I actually had an enjoyable time with Suikoutsu. The name of the restaurant was La Plaza de Pasta Magnifico, a rather braggy title, but it was true. It was a little outside restaurant, and there were musicians playing soft Italian music in the background, to give the place a kind of Lady and the Tramp outlook. I ate all that I could without coming off as a total glutton. After the meal, I dabbed at my mouth with my napkin and grinned at Suikoutsu, who had eaten nothing, only stared at me with a sort of dreamy look on his face. He truly was lucky, for though I'd had plenty of offers, I'd never let any man take me out to eat--aside from Jakoutsu, of course--and he was the first.

"Kagome, thank you again for letting me bring you here."

"Oh, it was nothing. Hell, if I get to eat food like this, I'll let you take me out every day." I joked, and he laughed. So far, I hadn't gotten any rings from any men yet, and even if I did, I might've ignored them. That was probably part of why Suikoutsu was so happy.

"So, uh...are you ready to go? I could take you home if you want." Though the thought of being back at my condo was quite appealing, I didn't feel like being there by myself. I figured that I could use a little girl time with Jakoutsu, so I said, "Yes, thank you, Sui-kun. I had a great time with you this afternoon." He seemed proud of himself, then clasped my hands in his, further startling me.

"Um...Kagome...I-I know you don't...well, you probably don't return these feelings, but...ever since I met you, I've always thought, "What a beautiful woman. She's so perfect." You're always on my mind, and you've stolen my heart. You are the only woman I've ever had feelings this...this intense for. What-what I'm trying to say, Kagome, is...I...I love you." I was touched by his words, honestly, I was, and I was about to tell him that I cared for him, too, but then...the worst possible thing happened.

My cell phone went off.

I stared at the dreadful little device, then back at Suikoutsu, who completely face-faulted, and released my hands. He got to his feet, sliding in his chair, and coming over to me with a sigh.

"Whoever he is, I'll take you to him, Kagome." He said quietly. My heart broke for the poor guy, it really did. I nodded somewhat shakily and looked at my cell screen. Damn it all...it was Kouga. Another hopeless romantic. I sighed.

"Uh...it's okay, Suikoutsu. Just take me home, please." He regarded me quizzically, much like a puppy. I resisted the urge to giggle.

"Huh?"

"I don't feel like going to him right now."

"Oh...okay, then..." Spirits evidently uplifted, even if only sightly, he helped me out of my chair, and we left.

When Suikoutsu had dropped me off at my condo, it was three, four hours after I'd left this morning. He went out of his way to get out and open the door for me, as if it really was a date. I believe he wished it were. He took my hand and kissed the back of it.

"Goodbye, Sui-kun." I smiled. When he got back in his car, he smiled back.

"Thank you, Kagome..." Before I could question this, he was gone. I blinked, but shook my head and walked inside my home.

As soon as I got in the condo, I took off my dress and boots and put the boots in my closet, the dress in my dirty clothes hamper. There was just something about walking around your house half naked, especially when you were alone there. However, alone is not my strong suit, so I called up Jakoutsu-chan on my house phone. After three rings, his very feminine voice sang out, "Hellooo?"

"Hi, Ja-chan!" I grinned.

"Kago-chan!" he squealed. "Hi, girl! How are you doing?"

"I just got back from being with your brother."

"Which one?" he teased.

"Suikoutsu. Before him, it was Bankoutsu, but he was annoying me, so I had to leave."

"(sigh) Of course he had to be the oddball. I swear, I love my little brother dearly, but..."

"Jakoutsu, why don't you come over? We can have some girl time and eat French vanilla ice cream straight from the carton."

"Ooh...French vanilla?! Why didn't you say so? Of course, I'll be right there."

"Oh, and don't forget the movie, either."

"Movie of the Month: Down With Love! Noted."

"Okay, bye-bye, Ja-chan."

"See ya later, Kago-chan." We hung up, and I skipped into my bedroom to throw on some clothes. Even though Jakoutsu was gay, I never allowed a man to see my body beyond outer clothing unless we were getting ready to have sex afterward. As I slowed, I approached my rotating, full-sized mirror and flipped its side to reveal a large picture of...I sighed wistfully.

Even though he was the cause of my nymphomania, I couldn't help but still love him regardless, want him, long for him...I remembered with an almost startling clarity. Back when I was sixteen...an awkward girl, undeveloped, bowlegged, with glasses and braces--basically a nerd, and the biggest one of my kind.

I was in love with him ever since junior high, and in our sophomore year, he took my virginity. It was the best two minutes of my life, and I thought he loved me, too. After the whole thing, he'd said to me, "I'll call you tomorrow." I didn't take into account the fact that I'd never even given him my number, and I waited in vain for the call. It took me three entire months to approach him about the call, and when I did, he was locking lips with another girl, a woman compared to me at the time. I was hurt, of course, especially when he scoffed and sneered that he had no reason to call me; that I was just an easy hundred dollars to him. It was all a bet, and he never wanted to see my ugly face again. The really bad thing about it was that he'd said it in front of practically the whole school, embarrassing me to no end.

I had psychologically disturbing moments throughout my high school career, and it was the summer of my high school graduation that I had a mental breakdown. It was at my grandfather's funeral.

In the end, it happened that I'd inherited six hundred million dollars, money I didn't even know the old man had with his shrine business. So I got all of the necessary surgeries--my teeth got fixed, my eyes corrected, legs straightened out. With this new transformation, I didn't even have to get breast implants; they grew rapidly, along with my self-confidence.

Soon enough, men were becoming attracted to me like flies, and I liked it. The therapist that I used to regularly visit faded from my life, her last declaration being that I was a nymphomaniac, and I had to be treated. I always scoffed at it. Why did I have to be treated for being sexy? My reputation as a nympho stuck and even expanded throughout my transition into adulthood. But I never stopped loving Inuyasha Hatakushi. I had futile hopes of him returning into my life, which I knew were unhealthy, but I honestly couldn't help it. I put a barrier around my heart with other men, and so far, none have been able to even chip at it--except Suikoutsu, but his changes were minor, at best. I don't love him, I only care about him. Only Inuyasha could bring down that barricade, and it seemed he never would. I sighed once more, feeling humidity overtake my eyes, and I swiped at the tears that did not yet fall.

I selected a tank and a pair of shorts from my drawer to wear. I decided that, after the movie, Jakoutsu and I would head down to the beach, perhaps to check out a few men. I told him to say that he was celibate or something, but foreplay technically count as sex, but he declined, stating, "What's the fun of men if we can't fuck their brains out?" I had laughed, seeing the truth of her--his words. Like I said, it's easy to mistake him for a woman. As I prepared the DVD player for Jakoutsu's arrival, a voice purred inside my brain: You do not need him...you have others. I sighed again. This voice had been plaguing my mind ever since my nervous breakdown. She was a youkai, apparently of canine descent, named Seimegami--sex goddess. Her voice was faint when I first experienced her presence, but once I began acting out my nymphomania, it got clearer and clearer until it got to the point where I regarded Seimegami as a part of me.

"Of course you don't think that--you're the sex goddess." I scoffed.

Correction: you are the sex goddess, Kagome. You enact what I would do. I emitted a haughty sniff. Do you really think that you would have the confidence to be what you are if it were not for me?

"Hmm."

If it weren't for me, you would still be a gawky little girl, pining over a man who doesn't want you.

I deflated like a punctured balloon, acknowledging her truth.

"Yes...I guess you're right. I suppose you also want a thanks in return, do you?"

It would be appreciated.

I simply rolled my eyes. There was a knock at the door, and I trotted over to it.

"Yes?" I called sweetly. "Who, may I ask, is it?"

"It's Kouga." A grinning voice on the other side sing-sang. I shook my head with a small smile and opened the door.

"Hello, Kouga." I smiled, accepting his beautiful chrysanthemums. "Come on in." He strolled in after me, closing the door.

"As always, your place looks exquisite, just like you." He grinned.

"Why, thank you." I said proudly, placing his flowers in a vase. I led him to the bedroom, and panicked instantly when I noticed the huge picture of Inuyasha in plain sight for Kouga to see. I dashed over to it, just as Kouga entered my room.

"Kagome? Are you okay?" he inquired. I laughed nervously, nodding my assent.

"Yeah, it's...it's fine!" I lied, quickly flipping the mirror. He blinked, then chuckled, sitting on my bed.

"I don't think I'll ever understand you, woman, you know that?" he sighed contently. My heart gradually slowing, I closed and locked my door and joined him on the bed, kneeling behind him.

"I'm never to be understood. I am a mystical being, beyond the comprehension of any youkai or ningen." I intentionally disregarded the central race, Inuyasha being a hanyou, and I didn't particularly feel like thinking about him when I was about to have sex with Kouga. Still...when I looped my arms around his waist, my hands creeping down his loose-fitting pants and seizing his cock, I couldn't help but imagine the feel of Inuyasha's own cock. I committed every feel of him to memory, and looking back on it now, I didn't quite have enough time to do so, it would seem. Yet I felt as if Inuyasha had slept with me just this morning. I pulled down Kouga's pants and boxershorts, my deluded mind seeing, instead of Kouga's bronzed legs, Inuyasha's lighter skinned ones; instead of Kouga's rather dark dick, Inuyasha's palish one.

Yes...Yes, Kagome, fuel your passion... I indistinctly heard Seimegami hum, and I felt my eyes change in hue to what I knew were Seimegami's own amethyst orbs. The hair that already hung past my shoulders lengthened as it too lightened to an indigo chromaticity, a far cry from its usual raven. My ears extended about two inches in length, giving them a rather elfish look. This was Seimegami's doing, and it wasn't exactly rare, whereas it was anything but frequent. The metamorphosis only occurred when my emotions were at their peak, so when I was really angry or just quite horny, that's what would happen. It brought out, quite literally, the sex goddess in me. Kouga obviously noticed my change, because he gasped and turned towards me, his cock hardening even further at the inuyoukai I had become.

"K...Kagome?" he whispered, apparently awed.

"Shh...say nothing." I croaked doggishly. I lifted his shirt above his head, admiring the sculpted torso which I so deliriously saw as Inuyasha's. I could tell that my new canine appearance was bringing out the wolf in him, as his eyes darkened in color and his dick seemed to enlarge. I slammed him down on the bed, chest heaving with carnal satyriasis.

I ripped away my own clothes with newly developed ivory claws, staring down at him hungrily and my nipples stiffening in anticipation. His member throbbed in such a manner that it surely pained him, but the pain was evidently stifled by his own lust. I hunkered down and straightened out my legs, his cock now filling my crevice. We both growled salaciously, grinding our hips together until he could occupy me no further. I thrust him against me with a celerity possessed only by Seimegami, a rapidity that I could never exhibit on my own.

We peaked concurrently, Kouga's fluids blasting into me with such volume that it dripped from me, but unable to impregnate me. He and I wrawled like the animals we currently were, signaling our sexual gratification. With a strength neither I or Seimegami expected from one so spent, Kouga flipped our positions, me ending up prone. He plummeted his cock into my fundament, my monochromic eyes widening in surprise, and I let out an involuntary howl of pleasure. I had never been in this position before, because of Seimegami's blatant refusal to let anyone other than a canine do this to me. I gripped the headboard tightly, my claws ripping through the lacquered wood and scraping it. I didn't care; I wanted Kouga so badly, nothing else mattered to me. The sound of Kouga's hips smacking my ample posterior reached my ears, heightening my delectation by so much.

Soon after, we reached our climaxes again, but this time, mine was thundered Inuyasha's name, manifestly surprising Kouga. As I lay divaricated, panting and sweating from my climax, Kouga rolled off to the side of me, questioning--with more than a hint of jealousy, I detected with Seimegami's expert scenting abilities--, "Who's Inuyasha?" I was too exhausted to panic this time, and chose not to answer. "Kagome. Answer me--who in the hell is Inuyasha?" Now, this tone I would not tolerate, especially when Inuyasha was under discussion. I scraped up the strength to roll onto my back, glaring at him.

"Don't fucking talk to me like that, Kouga." His eyes broadened moderately, in alarm, and he attempted to apologize, but I silenced him, narrowing my menacing orbs. "No, I don't want your apologies. You don't fucking own me, Kouga. We're not mates." I mentally caught the slip, influenced by my doggish puppeteer. "If I want to have different lovers, it's my goddamned business. I know you smelled other males on me when you walked in here." He averted his gaze guiltily. "That's what I thought."

"I-I'm sorry, Kagome, I just...I wanted you to be...be my bitch." He admitted. Being that I was now technically a bitch anyway, I took no offense from the statement. "I love you, Kagome." To myself, I smirked. Two confessions of love in one day? Hot damn, I was on a roll.

I didn't want to sound cruel or inconsiderate, so I sighed lightly and said, "Kouga...my feelings for you are...indeterminate. I'm stuck between wavering lust and slight affection, but love is all the way on the other end of the spectrum. I'm sorry." He looked at me with pleading eyes, eyes that were now fading back to their sky blue.

"So...you don't return my feelings?" I felt slightly conscience-smitten. Why couldn't he be more like Suikoutsu and just accept that I didn't love him?

"No." I said plainly, but not in a cold manner. "I really do apologize, though, Kouga." He let out a long-suffering exhalation, and managed a wan smile.

"Eh...it's okay. But we can still be booty buddies, right?" he joked. I laughed, feeling my guiltiness wither away.

"Sure. Now get your booty out of here." I grinned, smacking his buttocks playfully. He growled pruriently, waggling his eyebrows at me.

"Alright, now...don't be getting me all hard and horny again..." His cock suggested that this was more than a possibility. "I might just have to sodomize you again."

"Ooh..." I purred, licking the sweat from his chest. His rod shot up straight, and his eyes kicked back into full overdrive. "Sodomize me, Kouga, sodomize me..." He leaped atop me and it was on once more.