Carver entered the forest. He was earning his stay in the town's inn tonight by tracking down a mamono who'd begun attacking their village. They claimed that it was a Werecat, but he didn't fully believe that. Werecats could get a little aggressive, especially on nights when the moon's light was shining bright, but they weren't often a big enough of a threat to require a warrior's assistance. They could usually be warded off with just a few basic traps.

According to the townsfolk, they did set up the traps, but they'd all been ripped apart. Not that Werecats didn't have the strength to do it, but even when completely feral and submitted to their own lustful or violent tendencies as a monster girl they were rarely as vicious as that. Nevertheless, Carver stayed on his guard with his sword and shield at the ready as he pushed through the forest.

Before too long, he could hear the sounds of a monster girl nearby. It was definitely feline, but again his suspicions were raised, as it didn't sound like a Werecat. He'd heard Werecats before, and even at their most aggressive they never actually sounded threatening. This sounded like a real hunting big cat stalking prey. His confusion grew when he stepped into the clearing the sounds were coming from and saw that it really was a Werecat making the sounds.

She was stark naked of course, with a long feline tail, feline ears, fur just under her chest, and feline legs from the elbow and knee down. The rest of her body seemed like that of a normal human with slightly pale skin and an attractive round ass, save perhaps for her eyes, which also seemed feline in nature. Carver could also see a savageness in her eyes he'd never seen in a Werecat before, and it only seemed to intensify as she strode across the field of half eaten fruit between her and him.

Less easy would be dealing with the attacking Werecat still influenced by it. He lifted his shield, blocking her initial slashes and knocking her back with it. He forced her back with his sword, cutting at her fur covered arms and legs. Her body was durable, and the strikes didn't do much more than give her minor flesh wounds, but it slowed her down at least. She pounced, Carver slashing at her again and sending her to the ground.

He lifted his sword over her. Durable as she was, he doubted she'd survive a blade through the heart. He never liked killing monster girls like these, ones that were less evil and more just feral, but there was nothing for it, she'd sealed her own fate by attacking the village. Before he could finish her off though, to Carver's great surprise and semi-relief, she actually spoke; which monster girls this far gone rarely did. "P-please.."

"I'm sorry," Carver said, "You attacked innocent people. Some may never recover mentally, others may not survive the thrashing you gave them." "I didn't want to.." She sounded remorseful, which was far beyond the ability of a savage, "It's these damned fruits.." She said, gesturing to the fruits in the clearing and clinging to the nearby plants. Carver recalled hearing about a plant, Matatabi, that could turn a feline monster girl savage. He hadn't thought it was a real thing, but now it seemed to be true. If he could simply sate the desire caused by the fruit, and get her far enough away from it that she could no longer smell it, that should be enough to cure her.

He sighed, knowing that, in her state, she wouldn't be capable of just letting him help her, as it would require submission on her part. He put his sword away though, as the rest could be handled hopefully without harming her too much. He picked the Werecat up, throwing her over her shoulder to start carrying her away from the Matatabi, "It's going to be a long night for the both of us."


Gabrielle could see traces of infernal magic, but they were fading quickly. She was decently sure the culprit was a Kitsune-Bi, a fox like spirit of many tails create from the infernal magic of other monster girls. Normally there were created by accident, but they could be created intentionally for nefarious purposes. She hoped she was dealing with an accidental Kitsune-Bi, because an intentional one meant dealing also with whatever had created it.

She'd picked up the trail a few nights ago, and followed it into town. It seemed to be permeating through the place, likely he spirit had been there for some time, and was possibly still there. But it kept weakening, and she couldn't for the life of her think of why. Well, she could think of one reason, but she hoped she was wrong; or at least that she could find the spirit quick enough to undo it if she was right.

After another day of following the trail of magic, she found the source of it behind a small wooden house at the edge of town. She looked behind it and saw that she'd been right. She did not find the semi-transparent blue body of a Kitsune-Bi, elemental fire magic trailing around her. Instead she saw a human woman, dressed only in a half open kimono, sitting on the ground with her fingers working between her legs. She's sprouted kitsune ears, and had purple flames coming off of her body. She was a Kitsune-Tsuki, the end result of a Kitsune-Bi possessing a human woman.

Gabrielle took a deep breath, hoping it wasn't too late. If it was still within the first few days, she could separate them. She stepped forward, the Kitsune-Tsuki looking up at her in surprise as the white mage lifted her staff, casting a spell to untether the two of them. There was a flash of light and the Kitsune-Bi was forced out of the woman's body. The kitsune features and flames vanished as she returned to normal.

"W..what's going on?" She questioned. "You were possessed, I've freed you." Gabrielle said, stepping passed her and aiming her staff t the Kitsune-Bi. Hopefully she still had enough magic left to cast the purging spell, or she would likely be roasted to death shortly after. She was surprised when it was not a lack of magic that stopped her, but the formerly possessed woman with a tackle form behind, "I won't let you!" She said desperately.

"What? Why not?" Gabrielle questioned. "Because I didn't possess her." The Kitsune-Bi said, floating down peacefully, "Well, okay I did, but not by force. It wasn't even my idea to do it." "It was mine," the woman said, "I love her, I want to keep her with me."

Gabrielle was thoroughly confused, but after the woman let her up, they explained. The Kitsune-Bi had been created by accident a few towns over, and had promptly ran off to cause havoc. Shortly after reaching this town though, she'd caught a glimpse of the woman, Sukoi, bathing, and her goals swiftly realigned from causing destruction to bedding her.

It had gone from lust to love over the following few days, a mutual love between the two, rare for spirit monster girls, unheard of for Kitsune-Bi. It had been Sukoi's idea for the Kitsune-Bi to possess her, their forming of the Kitsune-Tsuki being their own personal equivalent to marriage. Gabrielle blushed beet red when she realized this, and apologized profusely as they re-merged back together, shuddering in relief as they did so.

"We'll forgive you, they said together through the Kitsune-Tsuki, but only if you promise to tell no one. We don't want to frighten anyone in town with this. I know they wouldn't understand us." Gabrielle nodded, "I promise. I can even make a charm or two to help hide the spiritual aura you're giving off." The Kitsune-Tsuki smiled ear to ear, pulling Gabrielle into a tight hug that happened to press her face into the possession girl's large chest.

Gabrielle was already blushing from her mistaking of the situation, and it only grew greater as the Kitsune-Tsuki found out Gabrielle's little secret when it began poking her through her robe.