Yukkuri Story
by Cyberchao X
Disclaimer: Disclaimer it easy!
The Strongest Predator
"Guu! Fwadwe ij ome!" The Flandre overturned the U-pack she was dragging along, dumping out its contents; it flew away as soon as it was free from her grip. "Daddy brought lots of sweet-sweets!"
"Jaaaoo~n! Spicy-spicies, too?" inquired her mate, a Meiling-type.
"Uh-huh!" Hence the need to commandeer a U-pack—lacking a body, Flandre would only be able to carry food in her mouth, and she couldn't handle the spicy foods that Meiling loved so much. "Little ones, eat up! Red ones are for Meilings only!"
The babies started to eat up. "Munch-munch…happinesh!" they said. Well, most of them…
"Munch-munch…HWOOOOOOOOOTTTT!"
Flandre instinctively slapped the back of the ko in question, causing it to spit out the spicy pepper. "Little one, what did I say about eating the red ones? They're too hot for Flans to handle!"
"Bud daddy…whach 'wed'?"
The Flandre just stared. "You don't know what red is? What about blue? Do you know what blue is?" The ko-Flandre indicated that it did not. Flandre tried to teach it by shaking its wing crystals one at a time, indicating each one's color. The little one seemed to get it, but it turned out that it was just mirroring its parent, and when the grown Flandre crossed its wings and asked the child to pick out the yellow one, the little one could not do it. "Are you stupid? Wanna die? Stupid baby that doesn't know what colors are should just drop dead easy!" The father beat up its child and threw it out of the nest, leaving it to die. But of course, Flandre-types don't die so easily…
Elsewhere, a Cirno-type was floating lazily along. "Easy easy easy…eye'm flying in the sky…easy easy easy…"
"Uuuu!" A bird-legged Remirya swooped in. Cirno was just able to get down enough to avoid a direct hit, but the Remirya's claws managed to snatch its ribbon away. Cirno didn't notice this, and the next time Remirya tried to fly in, the Cirno blasted it with all the icy power it could muster, dropping its attacker out of the sky. Idiot that she was, however, she did this when Remirya was almost right above her, and got hit by the falling yukkuri. This was a mixed blessing, however, as by hitting another yukkuri rather than the ground, the Remiryasicle didn't shatter, and it deflected into the nearby lake, floating away and taking Cirno's ribbon with it. However, the impact had jarred Remirya's hat off of her and onto Cirno. Worn out from the struggle, Cirno rested.
"…Daddy?"
"Eh?" Cirno said sleepily. "Eye'm not your daddy…go away…"
"Daddddyyyyy!"
Cirno woke up. "Eye'm nobody's 'daddy'! Do eye look like a 'daddy' to ewe?"
"…Jyou hab pweddy wingsh wike daddy," said the color-blind ko-Flandre, which Cirno smugly smiled at, "an jyou hab a pweddy had wike daddy…" The Flandre paused to consider all of this, and concluded, "Daddy."
"'Hat'? What?" Cirno suddenly noticed the hat that had fallen off of the Remirya. It was not the same color as the one Flandre and her father wore, but it was close enough that to one who could only see in shades of gray, it was close enough. "This…this isn't mine!" She took it off.
"Why ij daddy nod weawing had?"
"Because eye have a ribbon!" She looked up and realized that her ribbon was missing. "Where is ribbon?"
"Oo, Fwandwe knowj! Wibbon ij on had!" The little Flandre correctly pointed out that the hat was adorned with a ribbon—red, though she didn't know that.
"Well, eye'm Ci—" Cirno stopped. As stupid as she was, she still had enough survival instinct to realize that Flandre was a predator, and under normal circumstances, would try to eat her. And Cirno was in no condition to fight. Also, lacking a ribbon, wearing the Remirya's hat would be the best way to not be seen as an uneasy yukkuri, or so she thought. (Actually, those that could see normally would mistake her for a hybrid, which is just as uneasy a thing to be as accessoryless, but Cirno wasn't that smart.) "Eye'm not daddy. Eye'm…a big sister."
"Big shishda?"
"Y-yes, eye'm a big sister."
"Whey'sh mwommy an daddy?"
"Uh…eye don't know…but eye'll take care of you!"
"Guu! Rub-rub wid Fwandwe, ogay?"
"Okay…" Cirno was very scared, but managed to keep her cool.
Time passed, and Flandre grew stronger and better at hunting. She wasn't ever quite able to master "the cold wooooooooooo", as she called it, and couldn't understand why her big sister said that it wasn't something she could do. What she did know was that big sister was really cool and really pretty, and she didn't understand why all of the other yukkuri called her uneasy—or why they called her "Remilia", for that matter. Big sister was Flandre too, wasn't she?
To most yukkuri, the blue-haired, pink-hatted yukkuri looked like a Remirya, which was of course very scary, and an uneasy Remirya at that, as her wings were not bat wings like most Remiryas. To the color-blind Flandre, however, the crystalline wings and light-colored hat made her look like a Flandre. And of course, anyone (other than Flandre) who saw her ice breath would know that she was a Cirno—not that they'd be living long enough to identify her as such.
"Eye'm the strongest!" Cirno cried gleefully after another successful hunt that had yielded a number of frozen Daiyouseis.
"Big sister is so amazing! Flandre can't find those tasty things anywhere!"
"Yeah, well, ewe're a pretty good hunter too. Eye can't keep up with ewe, cute little sister." Forgetful as she was, Cirno had come to honestly believe that Flandre was her little sister, though she still knew she was a Cirno.
"Munch-munch…happiness! This shit's good!" Both yukkuri were in agreement. In her attempts to be a convincing big sister to Flandre, Cirno had taken to eating other yukkuri…and they were delicious.
"Rub-rub! Refreshing now!" Idiot that she was, Cirno thought Flandre was becoming refreshed by making poo-poo—which, granted, she was. But as poo-poo came out of Flandre's back end, her front end was nuzzling up against Cirno, with all of the affection in the world. And Cirno deeply cared for Flandre and enjoyed every other time they had rubbed with each other, so why should this be any different?
Because Flandre wasn't a ko anymore. And because Cirno wasn't a Flan, and therefore could exchange filling seeds. Before long, Cirno was pregnant. "Guu? Big sister Flandre is having babies? But who is the daddy?"
"Eye…think ewe are."
"But Flandre and Flandre cannot have babies together?"
"Eye…eye'm not Flandre."
"Ewe look like Flandre." Some of Cirno's speech patterns had rubbed off on Flandre, too.
"Well, Flandre is not Flandre. Flandre is Cirno." Flandre looked confused.
"Guu! Eye'm da shwongesh eajy!"
"Oh! Big sister is Cirnoflandre!" Flandre was at once understanding and confused. She saw that all of the babies looked at least somewhat like her, but some of them also looked kind of like a Cirno. She had also seen what a pregnant yukkuri looked like—they'd caught many couples that were slowed down by one of them having a stalk or two—and knew that babies generally looked like one of the parents. And since she had never seen a regular yukkuri with a hybrid baby, she assumed that big sister was one, too. "That's why you can go 'wooooooooooo' and make it all cold, right?"
"Cirno…flandre?" She looked up at the baby that had spoken. It had blue hair, a green ribbon, and a blank stare, just like a Cirno-type, but rather than free-floating ice crystal wings, it had the same rainbow-colored wings as its three pure-Flandre sisters. Another one had normal Cirno-type wings, but had blonde hair with a side ponytail like a Flandre, and its ribbon was the same color as a Flandre's hat. "Cirno's babies look weird…"
Flandre puffed up. "Guu! Flandre's babies are not weird! Flandre's babies are beautiful! Take good care of them, okay!"
"Okay! Eye'll take care of babies!"
Flandre calmed down. "Eye love ewe, big sister Cirnoflandre."
"Eye…eye love ewe two, Flandre."
CCX: That story really couldn't have worked with almost any other breed of yukkuri, because most of them speak in the third person and would've identified themselves to colorblind Flandre right away. In the interest of full disclosure, I came up with the idea for this when I saw a black-and-white comic on One Yukkuri Place and registered a yukkuri shown (rather small) in one panel as being a Flandre, then noticed the tags afterwards, wondering where the Cirno was, and then taking a better look and seeing that the crystal wings were aligned in the wrong pattern for a Flan and the right one for a Cirno. (It was being carried by a Remirya, which is why the accessory didn't give it away.) It got me to thinking—would a yukkuri that couldn't see in color possibly mistake a Cirno with the wrong accessory for a Flandre?
Rather Disturbing
"Onii-san! Will you refresh with cute Marisa? Please?"
It took everything in my power not to cry out in pain, as the shock of this request made me bite my tongue. "Marisa? What are you talking about? I'm a human, not a yukkuri! We can't refresh together!" I'd heard that there were some deviants that ordered bodied yukkuris for the purpose of having sex with them, but I was pretty sure that those were Factory-bred to desire humans. My pet Marisa was not Factory-bred at all (not first-generation, anyway—I think the pet store I shopped at did receive their adults from the Factory, but this one was a ko born in the store), and furthermore it wasn't even bodied.
"Marisa doesn't want to refresh with some rotten yukkuri! Marisa wants to have cool onii-san's babies!"
"Onii-san." It always did make me happy that she called me that—while I was by no means old, yukkuris usually thought of anyone over the age of 25 as old, and I'm 30. Still single at age 30… "Even if I wanted to, I don't think I could fit inside your little mamu mamu."
"Marisa can stretch! Marisa will make it big enough!"
"Marisa…it really would be better if you refreshed with another yukkuri." Marisa refused to relent. Day after day she would ask me. Finally, after a week of this, she was so horny that she said, "Fine…Marisa will refresh with a yukkuri. But no nasty Alices!" I started to head out. "Or dirty trash Reimus!" Right…okay, so I need to find a good mate for a Marisa, but not an Alice or a Reimu. A Patchouli, maybe? Nah, with how headstrong and energetic my little one is, she'd probably end up accidentally killing it. A Nitori? …No, I've heard stories about Nitoris; very bad things. Creepy-creepy, and they're also supposed to be predators.
…Predators…maybe a predator-type wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing, although if it was possible to get one that didn't actually know how to hunt…
"…Yes, I said I wanted a Flandre that can't hunt. I'm not looking for pest control; I need something my Marisa will mate with; she said she didn't want an Alice or a Reimu, and she's too energetic for any Patchy to handle." The pet shop owner asked why I'm catering to her demands, and I told him, "Because I'm just grateful that she's willing to accept a yukkuri; she spent the past week asking me to refresh with her." Yeah, I know, I do spoil my yukkuri a bit too much and let that gold badge of hers go to her head. But like I said, I'm still single even at age 30; Marisa is all I've got for companionship.
"Do you think maybe she'd like a hybrid? We've got some nice hybrids in, and I'm sure a little one as demanding as yours would love something unique."
"I don't know. Hmm…maybe I should just let her pick one out." I hung up.
"Yuu? Onii-san is back very soon. Did you forget something again?"
"Well, I was going to go out and get another cute yukkuri for you to play with…but I realized that it would probably better if you chose for yourself."
"Yuu?" Marisa looked confused, then looked even more confused when I picked her up. "Where are we going?"
"We're going to the pet store. I'm letting you choose your new mate."
Naturally, the yukkuris reacted to the pet Marisa coming in. The Alices went crazy for her, but of course she ignored them or looked down upon them. The Reimus also started singing happily, trying to win us over, but Marisa wasn't interested in such a common yukkuri (even though Marisa-types are almost as common as Reimu-types.) A Patchouli calmly tried to state its case, but Marisa agreed with my assessment that it was too lethargic. There were some Chen happily trying to get our attention, and I thought that might work, but Marisa didn't seem to agree. In fact, the only yukkuri in the front section that held her attention at all were…her fellow Marisas. She also tried to get out of my arms on multiple occasions so that she could browse the store herself, but I was afraid she'd get stepped on and wouldn't let her go. We went to the back section, where they keep the bodied yukkuri—and of course, she was in heaven. (A natural reaction given her apparent attraction to me.) She thought Reisen was beautiful…until she opened her mouth and out came "gera gera". The flying Flandres and Remilias also interested her, and she thought they reciprocated, but I calmly informed her that the reason they were drooling is because they eat Marisa-types. An Alice-type seemed very interested in her, but even bodied, Marisa found Alices to be repulsive. She showed more attraction to a bodied Marisa, whose response was, "Are you stupid? Drop dead easy, ze!"
"WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?" she cried.
The Satori and Koishi that we found next weren't very interested in her, either, and mercifully she showed no interest in Creepy Nitori. She got scared by a Kimeemaru, so I covered her eyes until we were past it. By the time it was considered "safe to come out"…
"Wow…it's like falling into a time machine!"
Um, what? Well, at any rate, the yukkuri that surrounded us were all considered very rare—too rare for my budget. I told Marisa this. "But they're all so pretty! Well, except for that uneasy thing over there." Of course—the one thing in the PC-98 section that was considered common enough that I might be able to afford it, a Yukkuri Yuuka. But I wonder…would PC-98 versions of the types she disdained be enough to placate her? And if it came to it, could a PC-98 Marisa be a viable mate? (Not that I could afford one—I'd sooner be able to get the Yukkorange she'd been eyeing.)
"Ma…risa? Are you Marisa?"
"Yu! I'm Marisa!" She happily jumped out of my arms and into the enclosure for the yukkuri that had addressed her and began to rub. It was a bodied yukkuri, but a small one—didn't look like a ko, though. I wasn't sure about the rarity, but it was very shy and polite…the exact opposite of what most people are looking for in an Alice. "Marisa is taking it easy with cute yukkuri!"
"Alice will take it easy with Marisa!"
"Alice?" Marisa seemed a bit confused. "No, Alice isn't that cute. Alice has a red hairband, and her eyes are blue and full of lewd intentions. This yukkuri has a blue hairband and pretty gold eyes that are full of kindness."
"Ma-Marisa…you're making Alice blush…"
"Alice…" Marisa was puzzled. "So lewd leering yukkuri is Alice, and beautiful golden yukkuri is also Alice?"
"Alice doesn't know about any lewd yukkuri with lustful eyes…but Alice is Alice, and Alice thinks Marisa is very cute, too."
"Onii-san? Can this Alice be my partner?"
I checked the price. Yeah, definitely very reasonable for this section of the store. "Sure."
"Yu! Happiness! Uuu…can't wait to get home and feel Alice's braggable peni peni inside of her!"
"Ma-Marisa…that's so embarrassing…also Alice doesn't have a peni peni."
"…Doesn't have a peni peni? But all yukkuri have peni penis and mamu mamus, don't they?"
"Alice has a mamu mamu, but…it doesn't turn into a peni peni."
"That's…weird. Has Alice ever tried?"
"Well, no…but it's not really something Alice wants to do…it's kind of, well, 'crude'…"
"Yufufufu…it's okay. Marisa will be the daddy, then."
"Ah…" The Alice-type blushed. "Alice would like that…"
CCX: To be honest, the preplanning for this one stopped with the idea to get a Flandre that wouldn't eat the Marisa. Everything else was just made up on the fly.
Even More Disturbing
"Uuu! Remirya smells pudding! Gimme pudding gimme pudding!"
"Nhooooo! Remilia is so cute and city sect!" The Remilia tried to bite into the Alice. "So tsundere…such a cute tsundere!"
"Noooooo! Why are you doin this do cude Remirya!" The Alice, desperately trying to keep the Remilia's fangs at bay, reached up and grabbed Remilia's hat, throwing it to the ground behind her. "Remirya's cude had!" Remilia turned around and bent over to pick up her hat, and Alice quickly dropped her own bloomers to the ground and leapt on the Remilia-type, ripping off her bloomers and pulling her pink dress up. "Why you do this? Remirya's cude anus! Id hurds!"
"Stop talking like a country bumpkin, cute Remilia!" Alice was not pleased with Remilia's impaired speech. "You're an ojou-sama, aren't you?"
"Y-yes…"
"Then start acting like one. Let's get you out of these dirty rags." Alice deftly tore Remilia's dress in two. She could barely contain herself, and had to drop her own skirt down.
"Iz…Iz dis whad an ojou-sama doez?" Remilia asked.
"Of course…all the best ones do." Alice had stripped down completely as well, and was rubbing her doughy nipples against Remilia's wings, which stimulated them.
"Uuu…feelz good! Remi wanch do do id, doo!" She turned around. "Tread cude Remirya's peni peni wid respech!"
She thrust at Alice, who wasn't prepared to receive and had to react quickly to avoid crashing peni penis; it hit her in the midriff instead. Alice pushed Remilia to the ground, but just before Remi could start crying, Alice began to suck on the peni peni. "Nhooo…I'm coming!"
"Uuu! Come in cude Remirya, pwease!" Remilia's stubby arms lifted Alice up and spun her around, so that Alice's peni peni was now near Remilia's mouth, and she started to suck on the aroused Alice. "Uuu~ Uuu~…id'z pudding! Alish iz full of pudding!"
"!" It started out as a cry of pleasure, but soon it was becoming uncomfortable as Remilia continued to suck out her custard. "Stop it! Alice is refreshed already! You're sucking up too much!" CHOMP. A large piece of Alice's groin was suddenly missing, and Remilia was hungrily lapping up the juices. "ALICE'S BRAGGABLE PENI PENI! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?"
"Uuu~ Remirya iz an ojou-sama!" Alice had had enough, and although Remilia was a predatory type, bodied Remilia's are actually among the clumsiest of bodied yukkuris. Alice threw her around, ripped her wings off, and tore at her chest, and just to add to the insult, tore her hat to shreds. "Why you do dis?"
"Because you're a country bumpkin! Now, you stole Alice's beautiful, braggable peni peni away from her, and for Alice, Peni Peni is life! Alice needs a new one!" With Remilia already all beaten up, she didn't put up a fight as Alice tore away her nether region and ran off with it, all the while trying to hold her custard inside of her. She then got to work attaching the foreign peni peni to her own body. While Remilia's peni peni had been smaller than hers, her Alice Raper powers made it as strong and as braggable as her old one had been. It also had another added benefit: Even though she had drained Remilia's filling from it before attaching it so as not to contaminate her own custard with Remilia's meat, it seemed that it still had some of its old owner's powers. It could regenerate on its own—which combined with her own powers meant that she could have hundreds of Peni Pentacles active at once—and it would occasionally still produce Koremilias, which Alice found useful because she had a tendency to rape and run, which led to a lot of yukkuri wanting vengeance. Any yukkuri she impregnated with Koremilias, however, would usually be eaten shortly after giving birth…
CCX: Raper Alice is a lot more disturbing when she's bodied, isn't she? And of course, having her rape a predator makes it even worse. It just so happens that Alice is filled with Remilia's favorite food, at that, so…it was only natural. But damn, that ending is pure nightmare fuel…
