User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Redcap FodoraFox

Prompt: The Red In Cap



Snowstorm, rumors or a little monster with a giant knife? Not great options, but I need to pick one, and I need to do it fast. I go for the vent, hoping something other than a mamono or the ground will break my fall. I'm both in luck, and not. I land directly on a pile of pillows, laid out underneath the end of the vent.

Unfortunately the being who put them there is waiting as well. A string of spidersilk wraps around my ankle, and I see a very scary looking jorou-gumo is sitting nearby, pulling me to her. "Oh, we're going to have sooo much fun." She purrs, pulling on the string. I panickedly cut it with the knife, beofre making a run for the stairs. I'm soon caught by another rope, this one binding my arm.

"No need for that, darling, I promise not to be too rough with you." She giggles girlishly as I cut the other rope, once again making for the stairs. I hear a nimble clacking behind me, then the jorou lands in front of me. "Now, now. No need to be so rude, my dear. I just want to make you feel good." She slowly stalks up to me, every bit the spider she resembles, when a shout comes from the top of the stairs.

"Hey! He's mine!" I pale in fear, it's the redcap.

"Go away little girl. I caught him, so he's mine." The jorou hisses, and I can see her preparing another rope of silk.

"No way spiderbutt! He's. All. Mine!" She roars as she leaps down the stairs, her cleaver. The jorou hurls not a rope, but a net at the girl, but a swing of her cleaver leaves the silk net in tatters. She comes down on the jorou with all the ferocity and rage her kind are known for, and I can't help but be both terrified, and awed by the spectacle. Without the aid of her webbing the jorou doesn't stand much chance in the face of such ferocity. And I get a sinking feeling as I realise niether do I. Once the jorou's incapacitated, the redcap turns on me with a sadistic smile.

"Now, are you going to cooperate? Let me tell you, all this running around is getting me really annoyed, so why don't you just be a good boy, and let me have you." I sigh, knowing that my only means of escape is behind her. She grins in an unsettling manner as she approaches me, her cleaver dragging along the ground.

When she reaches me she shoves me down onto the pillows with one hand and whispers "good boy" before dropping the cleaver and mounting me. Several long, hard hours of rigorous intercourse follow, and by the time I'm dry and she's satisfied, all that anger and rage seems to have seeped out of her. She giggles childishly as she wraps her arms around me.

"Husband." She murmurs, drifting off to sleep. I'm a little shocked by her apparent transformation, but decide to try and get out. As I start to rise the little girl's arms tighten around my shoulders, holding on as I stand up. I try to pull her off of me, but her arms just tighten as she mumbles something.

Deciding to just go with it, I carefully make my way around the jorou, and out to the main door. The storm's died down a little, but it's still pitch black outside. I decide waiting another night's not the worst possible outcome, and find a room to sleep in.

I wake up to bright sunshine on my face, and a sedately smiling girl lying next to me.

"Good moorning." She says with a giggle.

"Um... what... happened to you?" She giggles again, throwing her arms around my neck.

"You did! We get all soft and cuddly when we're full of spirit energy. I feel greeaat!" She giggles again, and snuggles into my shoulder.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You... you wouldn't know how to get back to town, would you?" She looks up and nods, that face just so out of place after yesterday.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yup! But I'm not letting you go. If you want to go back, you're taking me with you." I sigh, even like this she's not stupid.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Fine, I'll take you with me." Her smile broadens, and she buries herself into my shoulder again.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Okay! I'll lead the way." She steps out of bed and grabs my arm, dragging the both of us outside and into the cold. After half an hour of stumbling through the shin-high snow, we make it to town, where the guards regard us with a surprised look.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"You look like you've been through hell." One of them remarks, and I can't help but nod.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Believe me, you don't know the half of it." The girl by my side nods and giggles. I've noticed her clothes, which turned white after last night, have been slowly going pink as we walked. As we get to my place I can't help but ask, "What's going on with your clothes?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">She looks down at her dress, then looks back up at me with a smile. "I'm gonna get angry again if we don't do it today, too." I raise an eyebrow, and she giggles in that sweet, oddly innocent way. "If you let them turn really red like when we met, I'm gonna make you fix them."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Alright. Good to know." Well, this is going to take some getting used to.