/jp/ - Otaku Culture

One day, you are out hunting on the mountainside when you are caught in a snowstorm and collapse. When you come to, you are greeted by the rich smells of cooked food. A female figure is bent over a pot of steaming vegetables, her back to you. From her headballs, you recognize her as Aya, the crow tengu. Terrified that she’ll eat you too, you throw off the blanket and try to climb out the window, but your immense belly gets stuck.

“Awake already? You sure are a spry one!” Aya says, as she drags your corpulent mass back through the window. “It’s a good thing I found you when you did, otherwise you’d have been buried under all that snow!”

Turning around to face her, you expect to see some grotesque mockery of a human form, but are instead shocked to see that the youkai in front of you is a gorgeous girl! Her dark eyes shine with nothing but kindness and she sets a bowl in front of you.

“Please, eat up. You must be famished,” she says. Your mouth waters as you inhale the delectable scent of steamed vegetables and some kind of meat. Wielding the chopsticks like a seasoned pro, you shovel the nourishment into your fat cheeks.

“I hope it’s to your liking. I… haven’t cooked for someone else in a long time. It gets so lonely up here, on this mountain, sometimes…” she trails off. Hey, is that booze?

“Yes, it is! Would you like some sake? Here, let me heat it up.” You down the alcohol in one gulp. It travels through your gut like a flaming tapeworm. Fuck it, you chug the bottle.

“This might be a bit forward, but… do you think I’m attractive?” Aya asks, fidgeting. Without speaking, you rub your greasy palm against her soft cheek. She closes her eyes and leans in, and you meet her lips with your own. You slam your fat tongue into her delicate mouth, feeling her lips tremble like leaves in a summer breeze. Your hands drunkenly assault her supple breasts.