/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Anko Zamen

A pregnant yukkuri Reimu was looking down on her stalk, crestfallen.

No, we didn't get that wrong. Down, indeed. The whys and whos of it do not matter and would only make the tale all the more pedestrian.

This Reimu had her stalk cut while she slept, as someone set a phone to vibrate right on her back - and then reinserted the stalk in her penipeni just as she refreshed, assuring that bean sperm paste was supplied to the babies.

Ironically, this stalk pregnancy had the babies encased in leaves before they'd hatch, so no immediate effect on them could be observed. Some theorized the leaves were meant as protection and so the parents were probably high level specimens compared to the rampant stalk pregnancies that have no leaves whatsoever, and it was indeed for one case; in another, the leaves were easily punctured and just more food that the mother would serve with the stalk as the baby's first meal.

When it came to Yukkuri, mother nature always seemed like a bunch of people making things on the fly without checking with each other.

Regardless, Reimu stared down the stalk in her penipeni with trepdiation. The fact that the stalk was nearly at ground level already spared her the trouble of finding a soft landing pad for the babies, so she would prepare their mister bed once they were born and she could move more freely. Moving around with a stalk attached to your penipeni is very uneasy, and she could also be charged with indecent exposure.

But then the leaves opened and the babies dropped. A standard Reimu, a brown-haired wasa Reimu, a standard Marisa, and a 'cone-hat' Marisa that looked simpler than the standard Marisa in the pack - she had a pointy hat standing upwards and no elaborate ribbon wrapping the hat up.

Reimu rejoiced at the sight of her newborns looking healthy - so much she forgot all the righteous indignation she felt when she woke up in the middle of the night to find herself with mister stalk bullying her, magically deciding to attach itself to her swollen penipeni. She literally forgot all of what was just described at the sight of her babies, who exchanged their greetings with her, and neared their mother to do their first rub-rub and be filled with mister happiness.

But that was all over in that same instant.

Gulping, the babies burst violently spilling bean paste everywhere. Half of the Reimu's face was gone; Marisa's "lower body", as in anything lower than her eyes, exploded; the wasa-Reimu had her back nearly entirely tore open; and the cone-Marisa also had half of her face disappear.

Falling in utmost despair after seeing her little ones, Angels so cute in their face-faces it was a sin Azrael, the avenging son of the heavens, felt inclined to punish the Reimu clan for, the mother did not notice four round figures only slightly smaller than her little ones standing right at where each particular jolt of bean paste ended.

They looked basically like each of the babies they burst from, but with a key difference - their skin was pale, their eyes were gray, and their hairs a mushier gray. They seemed to leak something constantly.

Mother Reimu was still screaming her lungs out, when she noticed the new four babies (?) approaching her. Looking at them slowly creep in and looking at the corpses of her offspring, she realized the body count was identical ("lots") and immediately her eyes ignited with fury and she gritted her teeth.

"You...! YOU ARE DE WONS WHO DEED DIS TCHO DEIBU'S BABIEZZZZZZZ!!!"

However, before Mother Reimu could do anything, the pale four were in contact with her. They were pushing their weight soft on her, with monotone, weird, seemingly played backward voices saying "RUB. RUB."

Before Reimu could act on it, she felt something leaking into her body. And then stalks began to sprout in her head, one after another, endlessly, while the babies rubbed with her. Eventually, Reimu was left a dried husk, screaming unintelligible cacophonies ever since she realized she was being rub-rubbed the wrong way by the things that killed her babies.

The pale babies looked at the withered husk.

"HAPPINESS", they said together as one.