A.N.: Our fanged host walked out onto the balcony, staring up at the full moon shining down on him. In the distance a wolf was howling. "Ah, the moon. By far one of the biggest elements of any spooky story. It can set the mood in any tale, creepy or sensual. And it's the catalyst for one of the greatest Halloween monsters of all time: the Werewolf."
The vampire walked along the balcony, past the remains of the laughing gargoyle that'd been smashed. Nearby the wolf's howling grew louder. "Werewolf tales are some of the greatest in the annals of Halloween. It is a monster born of primal fury, unleashed upon the world by the light of the full moon. Our next tale begins in-" Count Whackula stopped and he picked up a piece of gargoyle stone, hurling it in the direction of the howling wolf. "SHUT UP! I'M NARRATING HERE!"
The stone hit its mark and the howling stopped. "That's better. Ahem! Our next story begins, not by the light of the full moon, but on a dark and stormy night in…"
The Werekitty
Squad Two; Soi-Fon's private quarters
Lightning lit up the sky and a storm raged in the heart of the Soul Society. Wind howled and rain pounded on the windows to Soi-Fon's sequestered quarters. The captain in question sat on the floor of her room. A few candles were lit nearby, the only light in the room.
The shadowy assassin looked at the scroll in her lap, studying its contest with vested interests. This wasn't just any scroll that she had. If anyone knew she had it, there would be no doubt the consequences would be dire for Soi-Fon. It was an item she'd secretly stolen from the Shihoin family, sneaking into the family's vault when she visited a few weeks ago to see Yoruichi's younger brother, Yushiro. If the theft had been uncovered, Soi-Fon would face the nobles' wrath. She would at best be imprisoned for the theft, stripped of her captaincy and noble rank. In the worst case scenario she would be executed for stealing such a precious item from one of the Four Great Noble Clans.
Soi-Fon would gladly take the risk if it meant she could become more like her personal goddess, Yoruichi.
Opening the scroll, Soi-Fon read the instructions for the Shihoin Feline Animal Transformation. The technique was a closely guarded secret of the Shihoin Clan. As far as she remembered, the only person she'd ever seen use the technique was Yoruichi. That being said, she was positive Yushiro could turn into a cat too.
Such a transformation was something that Soi-Fon coveted above all else. She wanted to be so much like her idol. After she'd returned from her hundred year exile, those feelings of wanting to emulate the Flash Goddess returned in full force.
A flash of lightning illuminated the room for a moment, followed by a monstrous boom. The storm outside was getting worse but Soi-Fon paid it no heed. She'd given deliberate instructions that she was not to be disturbed and her men knew better than to interrupt her when she was in her private quarters. Only a summons from the Head-Captain would force her to leave and she knew that at this time of night Yamamoto was in bed since peace had returned to the Soul Society.
Finishing the reading, Soi-Fon took a deep breath and prepared herself. A flicker of doubt entered her mind, trying to warn her against such a reckless action. Once, many a moon ago, Soi-Fon had asked Yoruichi to learn the technique. She'd given the reasoning that it'd help her stealth skills if she could shapeshift. Now, Yoruichi's warning came back to her.
"Absolutely not, Soi-Fon. The technique my family uses to transform ourselves into felines is something we and we alone can use. Should anyone not of Shihoin blood try to use the transformation technique…" Yoruichi paused. "I've never seen it, but the stories speak of a terrible curse that awaits any who try to steal our secrets."
Soi-Fon pushed the memory out of her mind. She was a Soul Reaper and a captain at that. She had seen many things but never had she seen or heard of anything like a curse. Likely it was just a superstition from the ancient days before the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. "To be like Lady Yoruichi…I'd pay any price…" she whispered.
She reached into her robe and pulled out a tiny knife. She cut her finger, letting the blood drip down onto a special seal etched into the scroll. Closing her eyes, she put her hand on the seal and chanted the words, all the while the storm raging outside.
"Soul of Man, Feet of Swiftness, Skin of the Earth. Left Paw claws at the ground. Teeth snare at the Sun. Tail arches at the Air. Release!"
A final flash of lightning filled the night sky. The sound of thunder was followed by a shrill scream that echoed throughout the Seireitei. As the storm quieted down for a moment, the clouds soon began to part, letting the light of the full moon peek through the dark tapestry of the sky.
Soi-Fon's door opened up and a shadowy figure slipped out. The storm began to pick up again and a new sound joined the thunder and howling rain.
It was the sound of a loud, bestial hissing.
The next morning…
"Ughhhh…"
The rising sunlight made Soi-Fon writhe in pain as she came back from the darkness of sleep. She opened her weary eyes and let out another groan. Her head felt like she had a drill go in one ear, another drill in her other ear and they met in the middle. Her vision blurred for a moment and she rolled around on the ground. "What…what happened?"
Rising to her hands and knees, Soi-Fon looked around and found herself back in her bedroom. However, it looked like a cyclone had gone through. Everything in the room, from her bed, her dresser and her large picture of Yoruichi had been shredded. The walls were scarred with huge claw marks. It looked like a wild beast had gone on a rampage.
She struggled to her feet. And it was at this point where Soi-Fon realized she was stark naked. "What? Where…where are my clothes?" She tried to remember what happened. She remembered using the Shihoin transformation. There had been a bright flash of light and then everything seemed to blur.
She picked up the scroll that was still lying on the floor. It'd been the only thing that had survived whatever destroyed her room intact. She rolled it back up and hide it in a special cubbyhole built into the wall.
"Nghhh…" Soi-Fon hugged her arms. She felt…itchy. Her whole body ached, especially around her loins. "What in the world happened last night? All I did was use Lady Yoruichi's…"
A flash of memory hit her. She suddenly remembered walking down the street in the rain, happening upon a lone Soul Reaper on guard patrol. She remembered lunging for him at her highest speed. He fell to the ground. Another flash of memory hit her and she saw his clothes shredded, looking at him like a piece of meat. But more importantly, she was looking at his "meat".
Soi-Fon put a hand over her mouth and felt the urge to throw up when she realized why her groin felt so odd. "Oh no. Nonononononono! This can't be happening!"
Another flash hit her. This time it was a different man. She moved with the lighting. She smashed him against the wall, tore his clothes off and then…
This time Soi-Fon couldn't help but run to the bathroom and hurl with revulsion. After a few moments, she recomposed herself and limped towards her ruined dresser in the hopes of finding a uniform that hadn't been destroyed.
Like it or not, Soi-Fon knew this had happened because she'd ignored Yoruichi's warning and used the technique to transform. She hadn't turned into a cat but rather a clawed monster.
"I…I just have to make sure I don't use it again. I'll put the scroll back where I found it and that'll be that…" she whispered to herself.
If only she knew that her suffering had only begun…
Months later…
Squad One; Head-Captain's Office
"Another five men were attacked last night. All of them share the same wound patterns and had been sexually assaulted by whatever it was that attacked them."
The captains all turned grim as Lieutenant Sasakibe read the report in front of everyone. Ukitake shook his head. "Again? Who or what is attacking us?"
"Captain Unohana, have you been able to learn anything through the wounded men's injuries?" asked Byakuya.
The motherly captain shook her head. "We haven't been able to learn much. The wounds are consistent with the injuries sustained by the other men who've been attacked over the past months."
"Have any of them been able to identify their attacker?"
Again Unohana shook her head. "Sadly not. Most of them say that their attacker moved too fast for them to see and kept to the shadows."
Shinji frowned. "So what we're dealing with here is a predator in the most literal sense."
"The ones that did manage to get a good look at their attacker-"
Nobody noticed it since their focus was on Unohana but Soi-Fon's breath hitched and her face went pale.
"-could only say that the stalker was covered in fur and had bright yellow eyes. Aside from all the victims being men, the only thing that connects the attacks is the fact that they all occurred the night of a full moon."
While Soi-Fon breathed a quiet sigh of relief, all eyes turned to Komamura. Realizing what everyone must be thinking, Komamura's snout frowned. "What?"
Shinji sweatdropped. "I mean...we should probably address the wolf in the room…"
From behind Komamura his lieutenant, Iba, turned red with anger. "You can't be serious! Captain Komamura isn't a werewolf! How dare you imply that he would actually-"
"That's enough, Tetsuzaemon!" barked Komamura, silencing the man. "Even I can see how they can reach such a conclusion. But he is right." The wolfman turned back to Shinji. "I have nothing to do with these attacks."
"Nobody is accusing you, Captain Komamura," spoke the Head-Captain. "There is nobody here who would doubt your integrity. Having said that, we know next to nothing about the clan from which you hail from. Is there any of your family who might be responsible?"
"No." Komamura's answer was quick and blunt. "My clan is not affected by the full moon. And there's no way any of my clan would come near the Seireitei. The only reason I became a Soul Reaper was because of both you and Kaname."
"If it isn't someone related to Captain Komamura…" Ukitake thought about it for a moment before he looked over at a certain mad scientist. "Captain Kurotsuchi? Are you sure none of your experiments has gotten loose?"
The question was easily waved away from the bizarre looking captain. "Oh please, I checked ages ago. Nothing from my lab has broken free. I always keep tracking devices on all my experiments to make sure that they can be easily retrieved in the case of their escaping. Had something broken out I would have recaptured it months ago. Besides, none of my experiments fits the description or the behavior pattern of any of the attacks."
"So we can rule out anything from the R&D department as well as Captain Komamura's clan. We will have to stay vigilant during the next full moon then." The old man's eyes turned to the captain closest to him. "Captain Soi-Fon."
The captain in questioned almost squeaked when those ancient eyes turned to her. "Yes, Head-Captain?"
"Make sure to deploy the Punishment Force on the night of the next full moon. In addition, I'm assigning Captains Kuchiki and Zaraki to catch this creature. Let its next hunt be its last."
Soi-Fon kept her face passive as best she could. "Yes, Head-Captain…"
The captains were swiftly dismissed. Nobody really noticed that Soi-Fon made herself scarce, her face pale as a sheet. Her predicament had just gotten even more precarious…
One month later…
Soi-Fon's room
The sun was beginning to set on the Soul Society. Soi-Fon cursed and rechecked her restraints. She'd chained herself to the wall using a variety of ropes, chains and Kidō seals in a vain hope of staving off what was about to happen. She didn't want to admit it but she knew it to be true. Yoruichi's warning had proved all too correct.
Soi-Fon was cursed.
Every month, when the moon was at its fullest and reached its peak in the sky, Soi-Fon would transform into a horrible monster. Despite her best efforts, she found herself unable to stop the transformation. She hid herself in multiple areas to ensure that the moonlight couldn't reach her, yet she transformed anyway the moment midnight came and the moon was at its highest. And despite numerous attempts to keep herself chained and bound in a room to keep herself from causing havoc, her bestial self would slip through her bindings with all the finesse and grace as a cat.
Soi-Fon gulped as she watched night arrive in the Soul Society. She'd sent most of her forces towards the gates in an attempt to keep them out of her way. It was bad enough she was turning into this beast. But what she did as the creature sickened her to her core. Perhaps it was the nature of the curse or the moonlight did something to her changed physiology but the creature Soi-Fon turned into went into a state of frenzied heat, seeking out prey to pounce on. None of her men deserved that. Not even Omaeda.
The minutes ticked by. Soi-Fon started to sweat through her restraints as the hour drew near. She squeezed her eyes shut with shame. "This…this is all my fault! I should have listened to Lady Yoruichi."
As the room got darker, Soi-Fon tried to cling to whatever scrap of hope she could draw upon. "I need…to tell Yoruichi. If the Shihoin Clan's scroll is what caused this curse…maybe there's a way to lift it or mitigate its effects. I know I'll get in trouble for stealing the scroll but…" Soi-Fon gritted her teeth. Her eyes turned to a clock on the wall. "Haven't I suffered enough?"
She knew it was a vain hope but that would have to wait until tomorrow morning. For right now, she needed to focus on surviving the night.
Outside, the moon made its climb up into the sky. The ivory glow cascaded into the room, illuminating Soi-Fon. She clenched her teeth when she felt her body grow hot. Looking up at the clock, she saw that the midnight hour had come. "Dammit! Can't…change…must…control…control…control…"
Yet despite her words and her strong will, the metamorphosis came in the end. Soi-Fon's eyes turned yellow, her irises narrowing until they were cat-like slits. She let out a deep groan as her breasts, thighs and ass grew bigger, giving the short woman the proportions of Yoruichi and tearing her clothes. Thick black fur grew all over her body and her head felt like it was going to split in two as a pair of large cat ears poked out of her head. Her teeth turned into fangs and a tail sprouted that split into two.
As Soi-Fon slowly gave in to the beast within, she began to rage against her restraints. Despite the ropes and chains being of the strongest quality Soi-Fon could obtain, her brute strength snapped them off after minutes of struggling. As for the spell bindings, the monster moved as if its shape had turned to water and slipped past them, freeing herself completely.
Slipping out the window, the monster snuck up onto the roof. Her gaze turned to the moon and she soaked in its luminous light. A fire lit inside her, one that made her loins ache with want. Sniffing the air, the furry creature could smell the scent of a strong male in the wind. Growling, the transformed Soi-Fon bounded away after her prey…
Later…
Near Squad Six Barracks
Byakuya walked along the moonlight with his senses on high alert. One hand was kept firmly on Senbonzakura's hilt. A cold wind blew past him but he ignored the chilly breeze. His mind was focused and he was alert. He'd ordered all of his men to remain in their barracks, including Renji. Whatever this creature was, he did not want to let his men find their way into its crosshairs.
And he didn't want any of his men get in the way. This way there was no distractions.
Stopping in the middle of the path, Byakuya looked around. The shadows seemed to taunt him. Everything seemed like the perfect spot for an ambush. Byakuya braced himself. If ever there was a perfect opportunity to strike, it was now.
To put himself in a vulnerable position was brazen but Byakuya had little options for bringing down the creature besides acting as bait.
His ears picked up the soft sound of footsteps coming from the shadows. Whirling around, he drew his zanpakuto and stood his ground, ready for whatever jumped out of the darkness…
Meanwhile…
Near Squad Eleven
The heavy footsteps of Kenpachi thundered in the dark. He walked along a forested trail alone. He knew these woods well enough to not need Yachiru to "guide" him through it. The little lieutenant was sound asleep in her room. He had Ikkaku and Yumichika guarding her after ordering the men to stay in the barracks. He didn't know if the monster's targets were exclusively aimed at men but didn't want his daughter to wind up a target and this kept his left and right hand men out of the creature's grasp.
He entered the forest since if this was a big furry monster like everyone said, it'd hide out somewhere dark and out of the way. He grinned at the thought of fighting this monster. After Aizen and his army had been defeated Kenpachi had started feeling bored with nobody worth fighting. He had to admit, when he first heard rumors of the monster attacking men, some of them from his squad, his interest had been piqued.
The wind blew and rustled the leaves on the trees. The moon reached its highest peak, bathing the dark woods with its eerie moonlight. Kenpachi felt a chill run down his spine. He'd felt the feeling before whenever an opponent tried to get the jump on him.
The bushes behind him rustled and Kenpachi turned around. His chipped nameless zanpakuto was already in hand as he braced himself. He doubted this creature could actually hurt him since it picked on weaker prey but he was hoping for a challenge to pass the time at the very least. He grinned as he waited for whatever was in the forest to make the first move.
"Come on…make it worth my time…"
With Byakuya
Byakuya's breath hitched as something calmly walked out of the shadows. After his eyes adjusted to the darkness he found that it was merely a small black cat that trotted out of the darkness. The cat looked up at him with yellow eyes, a small dead mouse in its jaws. After an awkward silence, the cat trotted off with its prize in tow.
Sighing, Byakuya sheathed Senbonzakura and resumed his patrol. The night went silent again and a calm stillness entered the area. Byakuya frowned as he continued to walk without any sight or sound of the creature.
'If the creature is deliberately avoiding strong targets, then odds are that it'll ignore Zaraki as well.'
With Kenpachi
The rustling bush ceased its movement. A tension built in the air as Kenpachi waited and waited for something, anything to happen. Finally, something moved out of the forest: a raccoon.
Rolling his eye, Kenpachi lowered his sword and groaned. "What a letdown." He turned around and began to walk back to his squad.
And that was when the creature decided to struck, once Kenpachi had lowered his guard down.
Flashing out of the darkness like a bolt of black lightning. Before Kenpachi could realize he was under attack, claws dug into his shoulder. He staggered from the sudden blow, blood dripping down his shoulder. He whirled around and found his black furred stalker, crawling on all fours in the dark with yellow eyes staring at him. "So, you finally decided to show up." Kenpachi smirked.
Stepping out of the shadows, the creature revealed herself to Kenpachi. Her twin tails whipped up a storm behind her as she circled her prey. Her black fur gleamed in the moonlight which fed her insatiable lust. She had a human face but the fur and the darkness obscured her features. Behind her dragged too long braids with golden rings at the end.
That last detail did not escape Kenpachi's eye. 'What a minute…braids?' They looked familiar to him but he dismissed the possibility. 'Nah, this thing's got a huge pair of tits and Soi-Fon's as flat as an ironing board.'
Tired of just waiting around for Kenpachi to make the first move, the werecat lunged for him. Kenpachi's sword swung wide but it was like hitting air. The creature seemed to twist and contort its body every time Kenpachi slashed and stabbed at it. It was incredibly swift and proved how dangerous it was as its claws swiped at the big captain.
"Guh!" He grunted when the cat's claws slashed at his sides, drawing blood. For the creature to be actually able to wound him proved that it was strong enough to get his full attention.
The cat creature bounced around, jumping from the trees to attack with blinding speed. No matter how he moved, Kenpachi couldn't so much as scratch the creature. Kenpachi cursed. After all, what kind of fight was this if he couldn't cut his opponent?
Hissing, the furry werecat made another lunge for Kenpachi. This time her claws slashed the tie to his Hakama, causing his pants to fall to the floor.
Kenpachi was confused at first before he remembered the meeting that morning and what the creature's true M.O. is. 'Heh, fine. If kitty wants to play, then I'm game. It's like that bastard Tosen. If I can't come to her, I'll let her come to me."
Seeing the huge bulge in Kenpachi's underwear made the creature lick her lips wantonly. She liked how strong her prey was. He made her want to tear into him even more.
The double-tailed cat lunged into the air. She moved too fast for Kenpachi to stab but he made no move against her. Instead he let her tackle him to the ground. Her fangs dug into his shoulder while she clawed through the rest of his clothes. She tore off his underwear and was pleased to see him getting hard, his manhood matching his huge physique. Growling with glee, the werecat lifted her hips and slammed her furry pussy down on his cock. "Mmrrrroooow!" she hissed as her pussy was filled.
She dug her claws into his naked shoulders, pinning him to the hard earth beneath him. Her hips moved with the same speed she used in attacking Kenpachi. Her furry booty was a blur as she bounced wildly, her large breasts swaying while she pleasured herself with Kenpachi's cock. Her tails swished happily as she rode him up and down. Her furry pussy gobbled up Kenpachi's manhood, taking him all the way inside of her and feeling him smash against her cervix. While that would have been painful for most women, the creature howled with pleasure.
The creature was impressed by Kenpachi's stamina. She moved so fast that it would make most men cum in seconds. Then she would leave and move on to the next prey. Yet despite moving her hips at Flashstep speeds, Kenpachi still had not blown his load yet. Growling in frustration, she dug her nails deeper into his shoulders and bit his neck angrily.
Then she heard him chuckle.
"How'd you know I liked it rough?"
Arms wrapped around the buxom creature's waist. The werecat was taken aback when Kenpachi suddenly rolled them around. Suddenly she was the one pinned to the ground, held still by the massive captain's heavy weight. "Mrrrrrowwww!" she growled, clawing at Kenpachi's back to get him off of her. But her claws did little to deter the huge man. Holding her still, he started thrusting into her sweet honeypot. "Fuck! You're one tight kitty!" grunted Kenpachi. The black furry creature wailed as her pussy was manhandled, stretched wide by the man's thick girth. She realized too late that she'd picked the wrong target. Before she knew what was happening, she was cumming.
"Mmmmmmorrrrrooooooowww!"
Kenpachi felt the creature's hole tighten around him before her juices gushed, splashing onto the dirt beneath them. The big man figured that if he couldn't cut her to pieces, he could keep pounding her into the ground until she gave up. 'Heh, wonder if I could take her back with me and give her to Yachiru as a pet?'
Such thoughts were cast aside as Kenpachi continued to pound the creature's pussy. The furry woman's tails whipped furiously beneath them, rubbing up against the man's balls, driving him further.
It'd been a long time since Kenpachi had been intimate with a woman and yet he still fucked her for what seemed like hours. He swiftly pulled out of the horny beast and flipped her onto her belly. He pushed back into her while grabbing hold of her braids, yanking them like the reins of a horse. "You like that, don't you?" he grunted. The creature's jiggly furry ass shook as strong hips slammed into it.
"Mmmmmrrrrowwwwww!" The creature's cries rattled the woods, yet she was enjoying every second of this. She came a second time just as quickly, tightening around Kenpachi while she gushed. Kenpachi let go of her braids and instead reached for her bouncy tits. She howled as the rough hands squeezed her soft breasts.
As if to mark her as his, Kenpachi bit down on the human cat's ear, grunting hard as he finally blew his load. "Nnnngh!"
The furry stalker let out a silent scream as her pussy was given a white hot creampie. Kenpachi had been really back up, his balls emptying into her until he'd filled her pussy to the brim and then some. A small trickle of cum leaked out of her pussy, staining the dirt below.
Yet Kenpachi still didn't stop thrusting his hips. If this thing came to fuck, then he'd make let her have her fill. His hands pushed the woman's head down so that her ass was sticking up, perfect for him to plow. He looked up and saw that the moon was still high in the sky above and grinned.
It was going to be a fun night.
Hours later...
"MMMMMROOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!" screamed the monster as Kenpachi came inside her again. Kenpachi had filled her with so much seed that her belly was starting to bloat like she was pregnant. She was gripping a tree while Kenpachi fucked away from behind her. He kept her from fleeing by keeping a firm grip on her tails, enjoying the sounds the creature made.
"Fuck! Here it cums, kitty!" grunted the naked man before he unloaded himself into the creature's creampied hole, adding more to the liters of cum she was carrying.
The creature looked down and watched in awe as her belly inflated with cum. The strength in her arms gave out and she slid down to the ground in a boneless heap, unable to move a muscle from exhaustion.
Pulling out of the monster, Kenpachi wiped his sweaty brow and knelt down in front of the creature. He looked to the sky and saw how light it was getting, knowing dawn was about to break. "Gotta say, you were more interesting than I thought. A shame you cared more about fucking me than killing me, otherwise I'd have enjoyed it more." He stood up and shrugged. "Guess I'd better bring you in. Kurotsuchi is gonna want to have a look at you, I guess." He noted her cumflated belly and chuckled. "Wonder what you're gonna give birth to? Yachiru will flip if you give her furry siblings. Eh?"
The man stopped cold when the first rays of sunlight washed over him and the furry creature. Right before his eyes he watched as her feline features began to fade, her body's seductive attributes shrinking back down. In a matter of seconds he discovered the true identity of the monster.
"Nghh…" Soi-Fon opened her weary eyes. Everything from last night seemed like a massive blur. She realized she didn't wake up back in her room like usual and looked around. "Where am I? I-" As soon as she saw the naked Kenpachi standing in front of her with an eyebrow raised, she let out an uncharacteristic girlish squeal. "KENPACHI?!"
"What the hell? You're the monster fucking everyone, Soi-Fon?" asked Kenpachi, just as shocked as she was.
"I…you…" She tried to stand up but her body felt like it'd taken a massive beating, especially her hips. She looked down and screamed when she saw her cumflated belly. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
"You're the one who fucked up, Soi-Fon. This is your just desserts."
The confused Kenpachi and panicking Soi-Fon turned to the east and found Yoruichi standing there, bathed in the light of the rising sun. Soi-Fon gulped when she saw the fierce disapproving face Yoruichi was giving her.
While Yoruichi walked over and threw a Haori over Soi-Fon to cover her shame, Kenpachi asked the obvious. "What the hell is going on? Why's Soi-Fon turning into a cat that attacks guys?"
"If I were to take a guess…" Soi-Fon shuddered as Yoruichi's eyes narrowed at her. "I'd say Soi-Fon is suffering from the curse of the Shihoin Animal Transformation. Isn't that right?"
All Soi-Fon could do was stare at the ground in shame. "Y-yes…when did you know?"
"Not at first. But after the reports of the creature that attacked every full moon began to circulate, my brother and I feared what the culprit was and checked the family vault. We found the scroll but we also found that it wasn't in the same place where it'd been originally place. Which means somebody took it, suffered the curse and hastily put it back to cover up the theft. And the only ones capable of such a theft and return without anyone noticing are me…and you. "
Kenpachi was still confused. "Why'd your transformation turn her into that thing?"
"Only a Shihoin can use the sacred technique. Anyone else? Well, you saw the result."
"Is there a way to break the curse, Lady Yoruichi?" asked a hopeful Soi-Fon. But whatever hope she had died when Yoruichi shook her head.
"There is no cure for the curse. You're stuck as a horny Werekitty for life." Yoruichi produced a huge item from her person and handed it to Soi-Fon. "Here. When I realized that it was you, I had Kisuke make this."
"What is it?" The shopkeeper's cartoon face and hat on the large tube made her dubious.
"Extra-strength spermicide. And judging by how your womb is inflated to the size of a football you'll probably need two more."
"So what now?" Kenpachi put the tattered remains of his clothes back on and gestured to his squad. "The old man is going to want to know this."
"No!" Yoruichi's tone was adamant. "If Soi-Fon's theft is discovered or if her curse is ever revealed, the Shihoin Clan will execute her. I can't shield her from them. They will never tolerate anyone who misused the sacred scroll."
Soi-Fon started to cry from shame. "What…what am I going to do?"
Sighing, Yoruichi gave her an encouraging smile. "Well…your Werekitty form seeks out strong men to mate with. And luckily for you…" Yoruichi walked over and put a hand on Kenpachi's shoulders. "You found a mate who can keep up with you all night long."
The realization made Kenpachi laugh. "Hahahaha! So I get furry pussy every full moon? Fine. She's way more interesting in her monster form. Who know? Maybe I can get more of a fight out of her next time."
Soi-Fon went pale when she realized what the two meant. In order for her to keep her curse from being discovered, she'd need to have sex in her monster form in order to keep her from attacking others. And the only person capable of fucking her that long and hard to satisfy her…was Kenpachi. Which meant she'd have to have sex with Kenpachi every full moon.
Despair gripped her and Soi-Fon let out a wail while tears fell down her face.
Truly she was cursed.
The End
A.N.: "Poor Soi-Fon, but she learned an important lesson: when someone tells you not to do something, there's usually a pretty good reason behind the warning. Some doors should never be opened. Or, in this case, scrolls."
The fanged host walked along the balcony as clouds started to cover the moon. "Ah, the hour draws late for myself too. I should head back to my coffin and rest. See you next Hallo-eh?"
Hearing a growling, Count Whackula turned and saw a wolf standing at the top of the stairs to the balcony. A trail of blood that ran down its face marked it as the one the vampire had chucked a stone at earlier. And it'd brought friends.
"Goddammit, Igor! I told you stop leaving the front door open to air out the castle! Erm…" Our host turns back to the reader one last time. "Happy Halloween, my children! I will see you next year…provided I don't end up as lunch! Later!"
Turning into a bat, the macabre host took off into the night. The howls of the hungry wolves following him into the dark woods below…