Yukkuri Story

by Cyberchao X

Disclaimer: Touhou Project is property of ZUN.

This is the story of a very peculiar Yukkurisa. For you see, for some reason this yukkuri was primarily attracted to Arisukkuris. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem because Arisukkuris are naturally attracted to Yukkurisas, but like most Yukkurisas, this one wanted to be the "father", not the mother, and Arisukkuris naturally want to rape other yukkuris.

Finally she managed to get the jump on one—a very surprised one. "Yuu! Alice doesn't want to be the mommy!" The Alice's natural response was to start shooting custard at the Marisa-type.

"Yuu! Drop dead easy! Marisa wants to be the daddy!"

"So…tsundere?" The Alice-type was confused. This was the exact opposite of what most tsunderes did, but it was nevertheless a complete lack of submission. Soon, both Marisa and Alice had multiple stalks forming. "Alice can't take it easy like this!"

"Marisa will help Alice take it easy," Marisa said. "Marisa and Alice will have lots of babies!"

Alice felt that it had been one bad day after another. She had recently been separated from her troupe, and now she had pretty much been on the receiving end of a refreshing. "This Marisa is not tsundere…this Marisa is yandere," she thought. "Ma…Marisa?"

Having spent a lot of time near Alice-types, Marisa had plenty of experience moving around with stalks. It was only through sheer resiliency that she had survived so long after repeatedly being burdened with multiple stalks, but she had never actually given birth to any koyukkuris, either because the sheer number of stalks had caused them all to become malnourished and wither away, or because she had been attacked by a Remilia or a Flandre and been forced to use the stalks as a lizard might use its tail, to get away. Marisa didn't care about those koyukkuris, though, because they hadn't been the product of love. "Marisa wants to take it easy with Alice."

"Yuu…okay."


Weeks passed, and the koyukkuri grew. Alice, however, was still unhappy about being pregnant, and had tried on multiple occasions to get rid of the stalks. Marisa was not happy about this, but she still helped Alice to take it easy. After a number of days, however, rain came. Marisa was able to get back towards their cave quickly, but soon realized that Alice was lagging behind. "No…Alice is melting…Alice just wants to take it easy…"

"Alice!" Marisa came back out and summoned all her strength, and…slammed into one of the stalks, breaking it off. "Stay with me! Marisa will protect you and the babies!" Marisa didn't quite realize that her hat was barely able to cover her and her own stalks, let alone Alice and hers, but she did realize that Alice was not as physically fit as Marisa and that she had been slower with two stalks than Marisa was with three.

"But Marisa just broke Alice's stalk! Those babies will never be able to take it easy!"

"But if Alice dies, none of the babies would be able to take it easy!" They made their way back to the cave where they had been staying. That day, Alice gained a new respect for Marisa.

It wouldn't be long before Alice returned the favor, as the day after the incident with the rain, a Remilia-type attacked Marisa near the cave. Marisa tried to get back to the relative safety of the cave (actually wouldn't have been very safe at all, as the cave entrance was large enough for the Remilia to fit through and there would have been no escape), but tripped and fell under the weight of her three stalks. Alice saw this and came out, shooting her custard at the Remilia and getting it right in her eyes, temporarily blinding her. "Get up easy!" Alice cried. The Remilia thrashed around and grabbed one of Marisa's stalks, and Marisa strained and strained to get away. Alice lashed out at the stalk with her Peni Peni, and it broke off. She then turned her Peni Peni tentacles on the Remilia, using them not as tools of rape but as weapons—although given her physiology, the two sort of blended together. In pain from the beating and inherently sensing the risk of pregnancy, the Remilia fled.

"Alice…saved Marisa," Marisa said.

"Of course. What kind of country bumpkin wouldn't help a yukkuri in trouble? Especially a nice one like Marisa."

"Yuu…" Marisa said. However, she wasn't the only one.

"WAAA! ID HURSH EAJY!"

Marisa and Alice went back outside and looked at the stalk that had come off in the Remilia's attack. One of the koyukkuris had been crushed by the Remilia's grasp and two more had splattered upon contact with the ground, but the last one had landed softly enough that it had survived. As they moved towards the little Ko-Marisa, the babies on the stalks began to drop as well. "Dage it eajy!" they all cried. 5 Marisas and 3 Alices from Marisa's two stalks, and three Alices and two Marisas from Alice's lone remaining stalk. Adding in the slightly damaged baby that fell ever so slightly prematurely, there were a total of 8 Ko-Marisas and 6 Ko-Alices. But there was no time to take it easy just yet. The littlest Marisa was hurt.

Marisa-mommy was the first one there. "It's okay, little Marisa! Mommy will Lick Lick and make it all better!" The baby instinctively Rub Rubbed against its mother. "Mommy!"

Seeing Marisa reach the baby first, Alice slowed down. "Babies come here easy! Marisa-mommy will take care of little sis Marisa. Stay with Alice-mommy!"

"Awish…mommy?" one asked, confused.

"Awish ij nod Mawisha'z mommy! Mawisha ij Mawisha'z mommy!" declared another.

"Alice and Marisa are both mommy!" Alice insisted.

"No," argued one of the little Alices, "zidy-shegd Awish ij daddy!" The Ko-Alice rubbed against the big Alice.

"Daddy!" the other babies agreed. Meanwhile, Marisa had picked up the little Marisa and put it on top of her hat, carrying it back. "Mommy!" cried the babies, running (or trying to) over to Rub Rub with their mommy. "Dage id eajy!"

"Take it easy, ze!" she agreed.


Over the next few days, Marisa and Alice tried to convince their babies to think of Alice as "mommy" as well, but to no avail. This was but a minor detail, however, as the babies were all too happy to stay with Alice-daddy as Marisa-mommy went out to gather food. Truth be told, Marisa was mommy to most of the babies—9 of the 14. At least, it was nine of fourteen for now. The Ko-Marisa whose stalkmates had been dead before birth was still very sickly, and it was tough enough to feed such a large family as it was. "Why gan'd widdwe shish Mawisha dage id eajy wige ush, ze?" one of the Marisas asked.

"Widdwe Mawisha ij a gunchry bumpgin!" declared an Alice.

"Widdwe Mawisha should dwop dead eajy!" agreed a Marisa.

"STOP! Don't say that!" the grown Alice said that. "City-sect yukkuris help each other out!"

"Bud daddy, we'we aww so huuuuuuungwy!" whined one. "Wesh shishtaz meanj mowe food fow ush do dage id eajy!"

"Yuuu….chu!" The little Marisa sounded as though she was sneezing, but every time this happened, a bit of black bean paste came out. "Mawijja ij zhowwy…Mawijja ij nod a goo yugguwi wige big shiddaz…"

"There, there, now, you're a fine yukkuri. It's okay…take it easy…"

"Whewe ij mommy, ze?"

"Mommy will be back real soon," Alice said, gently Rub Rubbing the little one. Who had fallen asleep again…which meant it was one of the other eight Marisas that had just asked that question. "I think…"

"Mommy haj been gone a wong dime," an Alice said.

"Y-yeah…yeah, she has," the big Alice agreed, eyes widening. Even with the amount of food that she needed to collect, Marisa had been gone for too long.

"Mawisha wiww dage gawe of widdwe shish, ze," the Marisa who had first asked about her mother said. "Go find mommy!"

"Awish wiww hewp! Go find mommy!"

"But…"

"Go find mommy!" the other 11 koyukkuris agreed. Having just heard some of her children express hatred towards their littlest sister, Alice was worried about its safety…but better to raise 13 koyukkuris with Marisa's help than 14 koyukkuris all alone. She would lose far more that way…

She headed off in the direction that she thought Marisa had gone. She was almost ready to turn around and try looking elsewhere when she heard the familiar voice. "Yuu…waaa…Marisa doesn't want this! Marisa wants to take it easy!" Alice extended her Peni Peni, using it as a wheel to help speed her along towards the sound of her distressed mate, but stopped short and ended up tripping and falling flat on her face as she heard the response to Marisa's cries. No…no…

"Ohoooo…so tsundere."


A rape troupe…an Alice rape troupe. Not a predator like a Remilia-type, or worse, a bird. Not one of those nasty things known as "humans", which Alice had only heard stories of, creatures that would do things that would make yukkuris wish for death rather than just killing them. No, her precious Marisa was being assaulted by a group of Alice-types. Her kind. And as she willed herself to continue on, to try to help Marisa, she found that it was just as she feared.

This was her old troupe. These were the yukkuris she had grown up alongside, her sisters and cousins and other relatives. A strong troupe, led by an ancient Alice that had managed to survive long past the usual life expectancy of a yukkuri—"great-grandma Alice", she called her, though it was possible that she was even further removed. Many offspring had gone off to form their own troupes, but the majority stayed with the elder's troupe, because it was safer there. Would they even recognize her? Many of the more distant relatives didn't, but her sisters and mother did. "Alice! You're okay!"

Alice was in tears. "St-stop it…Marisa is special…"

"A-Al…ice…" Marisa had dealt with multiple stalks before, but never this many—and never this soon after having grown stalks.

"Go away! Leave Marisa alone easy!" Alice cried, waving her Peni Peni angrily at her former troupe.

"Alice wants to refresh too?" one of her younger sisters asked.

"No! Marisa is special! Marisa is mommy to Alice's babies!" She was completely freaking out now, lashing out in every direction, at the other Alices, at the numerous stalks that threatened to envelop Marisa's body…and, without meaning to, at Marisa herself.

"Ow! It hurts, Alice!"

"Ma-Marisa…Alice is so sorry…Alice never meant to hurt you…" Alice was crying. The troupe sensed that their former comrade was highly upset, and besides this Marisa couldn't be used for any further refreshing, so they left.

"It's not Alice's fault. It was…those bad Alices…" The stalks were gone, but Marisa was still weak.

"B-but…Alice is one of them! Alice did that to Marisa too! That…that was Alice's old troupe. Alice's sisters, cousins…mommy…" Even though her instinctive reaction was to deny it, her younger sister's offer was extremely tempting. It had been so long since Alice had refreshed…

"Take it easy, ze!" Marisa shouted with all of her might. "Alice needs to take care of the babies!"

"No! Alice needs Marisa!" She forced the sweet foods into Marisa's mouth, helping her to recover. "Marisa needs to bring food back for the babies!"

"Yuu! There's not enough!"

"Alice…Alice will not let her babies starve. Alice would give them her own custard."

"No! Alice must live easy, ze!"

"Alice does not want to live easy. Alice…Alice is a country bumpkin who can't take it easy anymore."

"Alice…" Marisa rubbed against her mate, trying to cheer her up.


"YUUU! WED MAWISHA DAGE ID EAJY!" As Marisa and Alice approached their home, they saw many of their babies outside, trying to get further away from the cave and scraping their "feet". "ID HURDZ!" an Alice cried.

The source of the first scream, however, was not found. Marisa quickly counted the babies, but unfortunately couldn't count high enough. She knew that there weren't enough of them there. "Where are your sisters?" she asked.

"Big shishda Mawisha and big shishda Awish shdayed bagg do pwodegd widdwe shish," one of the Marisas said. The cries from within the cave went silent, and as Marisa huddled up the remaining eleven koyukkuris, Alice advanced towards the cave, ready to fight whatever horrible monster came out. What came out was…not much larger than her babies? The small green-haired yukkuris scattered as soon as she Puff Puffed up, scared of the larger yukkuri. A trio of Wriggles…a predatory species, but also a small one. Typically they prey on dead or dying yukkuris, but a group of defenseless koyukkuris made for a far better meal. Three of their babies, dead…Marisa gave the other eleven food and licked their wounds, and the two parents carried their offspring back into the cave. There were still remnants of the three dead babies on the floor…the two eldest ones had defended their little sister to the end. 6 Marisas and 5 Alices remained.

"Alice…Alice will bury them." Alice pushed the remnants out of the cave, towards the lake. She was hungry, as the babies needed all the food they could get, and there had been none for her. And although she had put her feelings aside when her babies needed her, she still felt depressed over what had happened to her Marisa. It would be so easy to just continue into the water herself, follow her dead babies and die. "No…Marisa would be sad if Alice left. Alice must be strong for Marisa." Alice reflected on their relationship. She had heard of, even seen, Alice-types who didn't rape…they had no ability to use their Peni Penis the way the rapists could. It was because she was born a rapist-type Alice that she was able to protect Marisa and the babies…Marisa was so much stronger, but it was Alice who was able to stand up to a Remilia. But Alice wasn't a rapist anymore…even though she desperately wanted to refresh.

A non-bodied Nitori-type had the misfortune of leaving the water at that moment. Alice gave in to her instincts and raped it, becoming refreshed. It wasn't as pleasant as her refreshings had been in the past, but it satisfied her primal needs. Then a light rain began to fall, and Alice headed back to the cave.

"Daddy!" the eleven koyukkuris cried, noticing that Alice had taken light water damage. They all rubbed and licked her until she was better. Such smart babies…


Winter came, and the family had stored up quite a lot of food. However, there were other issues to worry about…

"Tage it easy wif me!" cried a Ko-Alice, advancing on one of its Marisa-type sisters with Peni Peni extended.

"No! No refreshing with your sisters!" Alice scolded. What truly amazed her, however, was the Ko-Marisa's response…

It extended a Peni Peni of its own and tried to penetrate the Ko-Alice.

"No! It's wrong to refresh with sisters! You need to find other yukkuri to refresh with! And…refreshing with unwilling yukkuri is wrong!" How did this happen? She had never raped anyone in front of her children. She hadn't taught them this…and how was it that even the baby Marisas had her power?

No…not all of them. All five Alices had the same Peni Peni-manipulating powers that she had, but only two of the Marisas did. The two that had grown on her stalk, she realized. The Alice that had been trying to refresh with this Marisa…she was one of Marisa's babies. No, that wasn't right; all of the babies were both of theirs, but this was one of the babies that had grown on Marisa's stalks. She could instinctively tell that the Marisa-type that had died in the Wriggle attack had grown on Marisa's stalk, while the Alice-type had grown on her own. The two remaining Alices from her stalk would eventually prove to be the most ravenous, sexually speaking… This behavior was unacceptable. Alice refused to be a rape troupe leader.

"It will be okay," Marisa told her. "Just take it easy."

But Alice didn't want to take it easy. Alice was still disgusted with her inherent nature.


Spring came, and the family went out to look for food together. The koyukkuris were still not fully grown, but they no longer slurred their words, and their abilities were manifesting. The Marisa-types were able to shoot a weakened version of the Master Spark, though it was even less impressive than the one their mother possessed (which was still absolutely nothing compared to the real Marisa), and the Alice-types were gaining better control over their Peni Penis. "Take it easy!"

Marisa and Alice suddenly heard a flapping overhead. Marisa had heard that sound too many times, traveling solo as she had before finding her Alice. The wings of a Remilia-type…but there was another sound, an unfamiliar sound. A tinkling sound. Marisa looked up. "That's not right, ze…"

Apparently they weren't the only couple that had managed to take a normally antagonistic relationship and make it work (though being yukkuris, they didn't use such large words to describe it). Flandre-types usually abused Remilia-types as a pastime, but these two were clearly very close…and the Remilia was hanging back and appeared slightly bloated, as though a koyukkuri might be developing inside. "Guu…!" cried the Flandre.

"Uuu!" cried the Remilia. They both attacked, the Flandre aiming for the two largest targets while the Remilia went for the easier targets. Both were carrying crude imitations of their namesakes' weapons, and the Remilia gleefully impaled multiple koyukkuris on the faux-Gungnir. "Good!"

"Help! Babies can't take it easy! …Marisa can't take it easy!"

Suddenly, a barrage of onbashira pelted the Flandre. "Good job!" cried a voice. The Remilia, seeing its mate under attack, stopped attacking and fled, with the Flandre following shortly behind. Marisa and Alice were safe, but they had lost more babies. Three Marisas and two Alices…there were only three of each variety left. Alice noticed disdainfully that two of the Marisas that had been taken were from Marisa's stalks, and found herself wishing that both of her abominations had been carried off rather than just one. She instantly chastised herself for this, though. "Is Marisa-sis okay?"

"Marisa…sis…" The mother Marisa's eyes lit up. "Big sis Reimu!" Marisa's mother was a Reimu-type, and she instinctively recognized this Reimu as one of her older sisters. Accompanying her sister was a Yukkunae and a group of young yukkuris, a mix of Reimus, Kanakos, and Suwakos, not quite fully grown but too old to be called koyukkuris. They had probably been born two cycles ago, one cycle before her babies. "Uh…Reimu-sis's family is weird, ze…"

"They are not weird! Sanae's babies are beautiful!" Reimu had long since gotten past the fact that none of her babies resembled her mate.

"I command you to apologize!" said one of the Kanakos.

"Okay…Marisa is sorry. Kanako is very beautiful."

"I command you to apologize to Suwa-sis!" another said.

"Yes, yes, Suwako is beautiful as well."

"Hmm hmm hmm… but cousin Reimu is the cutest of all…ze."

"Wha-waah! Yuuu? What are you doing, Marisa?" the younger Reimu cried to the Ko-Marisa.

"So tsundere…"


CCX: Well, that's it. This wasn't easy, if I may, because I have a natural tendency towards happy endings, and yukkuri stories seem to never have happy endings. Hopefully I managed to do okay.


Edit 5/4/11: Okay...this was not exactly the response I expected. This is a happy ending? I guess that the fact that there are any yukkuris at all that aren't either dead or insane makes it more optimistic than most, but over half of the babies died, Alice is still filled with self-loathing and thinks of her own children as abominations, and the story ended with a rape. Still seems pretty damn grim to me. Still...I guess this pretty much confirms my position on this story. Even though I published it as "complete", I was considering continuing it, and the next stage would have gotten a lot darker-the typical yukkuri torture, a lot of mind games...the presence of even just the one rapist Marisa would allow for a lot of craziness, and remember that Marisa originally wanted to be the daddy...so any future babies would all have Alice for the mommy.

This was also an interesting story given that I was just taking a psychology course. A true study of nature vs. nurture.

Now let's get back to the lighthearted stuff.