~(BBW (multiple), Magic, Intrigue, ~XWG)
[Author's Note: if anyone hasn't studied japanese, this roughly translates as "Magician of fat". Also, be warned that there will be alot of Japanese words and themes in here, so if you don't understand anything, please just PM me with questions. Speaking of Japan, we are brought smoothly onto the subject of Mary's latest adventure, where the ancient spirits are suprisingly up to date and canny with technology.]
Chapter 1: Initation
"This is an honour!" cried Takimasha Hanata, jumping up and down with glee. all her life, her family had been training her to take a position under the Abura clans wing with her parents, but she was too young to do so until now. 18, nimble and lean, she felt she was able to take on anything the clan threw at her.
"Yeah, Suppose its alright," said Utubasha Sakura. It was such a drag, She could be partying in Kyoto by now, but she had to be here for a stupid initation. She didn't need this, 18 and drop dead gorgeous.
"Calm down, It will be all over soon," replied Yukionna Tsurara, a Yokai from one of the outer unions, brought in to gain the group some prestege. She had long ago accepted her role as a bargaining tool, at 180, she had been used to being used, being small and weedy.
"Come on, This is a celebration, where's the Sake?!" giggled Gejourou, another Yokai, the party-loving flirtatious spirit who was born of the central house, but had yet to be initated, with dark hair and a splendid figure, often too drunk to remember how old she was.
The four contestants were inside room 13, also known as the "Summer snowflake" Room, a flowing feild of the flowers. The sweet overbearing smell of the flowers sent Gejourou into a fit of dancing, Tsurara and Hanata started to giggle and Sakura smile aimlessly.
Room 13, Abura NemuBaku. You must make it through this room eating the least amount of food to ruin your splendid figures, said a voice, before the food appeared out of nowhere. Gejourou lept straight at it, Tsurara and Hanata digging in with wild abandon, Sakura standing back, looking on.
Sakura-chan, try some of this teppanyaki! Its great! muttered Hanata, her mouth full of food. Sakura looked around, brought out a cigarette and started to smoke it.
You do realise, Hana-san, that they are fattening us up in order to eat us! She snarkly replied. She took a draw on her cigarette before throwing an undisguised look of hatred at Gejourou and Tsurara, who were blissfully enjoying the food, Enjoying your little appetiser before you decide to dine on us, Bitches!
Sakura-chan, shh! Hanata hushed her feisty college, Theyre in the same position as us! We mustnt be rude! Sakura merely snorted.
How different our initation appears every year, said Lady Sayuka, laying in her enormous steaming bath, hot water pouring into it from the knocking bamboo, slowly falling out down a small waterfall, specially crafted with small bells to twinkle as the water went down. Her entire form, all 3000lbs of it, was being cleans and freshened by small imp-like Amanojuko, from massaging her boobs, to carefully painting her nails. She looked every inch the fertility goddess, massive, endearing and radiant.
Kyubi-san, how are the Ratings?
Excellent, Sayuka-sama. Bets on Gejourou have increased ten-fold, whilst naturally Sakuras odds have dropped dramatically. The Female Kistune turned to look at the hooded figure opposite her It was a good idea of yours to broadcast it as a game show.
People are becoming more aware of the presence of supernatural creatures, rumbled Aotarubo, fumbling with his prayer beads with one massive blue finger. Lord Hitsetsume of the Moku clan has already started hosting fights, and Shangri-la is now a tourist location for normal humans. This is an era of great change, and we must capitalise on it.
Thank you, Aotarubo-sama. Uchiwa-kun, what of the news from the outer unions?
The mountain Tengu are still wanting to join, but have yet to Sazasuki with you. More are beginning send messages and present offers, including a bounty hunter by the name of Muchi.
Thank you, Uchiwa-kun. Sayuka looked at the hooded figure. I wish to thank you also. You have constructed our foundation for the new era.
You only have yourselves to thank, said the hooded figure, reaching out for her cup of Sake. You have information I desire, but I am only too happy to perform this deed for the simple chance of being in your presence, Meguno Sayuka, and helping a clan with a message that I support totally.
Be that as I may, We are all in your debt, Sayuka replied, Your information I will give to you in due time. She turned to the centre of the room, the large model of the rooms, the thirteen in all, displaying tiny moving models of the four contestants, with a big screen above detailing the actual rooms. For now, let us watch the spectacle.
As you wish, Sayuka-sama, the figure replied, placing the cup back onto the table with her silver hand.
[Author's Note: if anyone hasn't studied japanese, this roughly translates as "Magician of fat". Also, be warned that there will be alot of Japanese words and themes in here, so if you don't understand anything, please just PM me with questions. Speaking of Japan, we are brought smoothly onto the subject of Mary's latest adventure, where the ancient spirits are suprisingly up to date and canny with technology.]
Gastromancer: Abura no Majin
by Irish Bard
by Irish Bard
Chapter 1: Initation
"This is an honour!" cried Takimasha Hanata, jumping up and down with glee. all her life, her family had been training her to take a position under the Abura clans wing with her parents, but she was too young to do so until now. 18, nimble and lean, she felt she was able to take on anything the clan threw at her.
"Yeah, Suppose its alright," said Utubasha Sakura. It was such a drag, She could be partying in Kyoto by now, but she had to be here for a stupid initation. She didn't need this, 18 and drop dead gorgeous.
"Calm down, It will be all over soon," replied Yukionna Tsurara, a Yokai from one of the outer unions, brought in to gain the group some prestege. She had long ago accepted her role as a bargaining tool, at 180, she had been used to being used, being small and weedy.
"Come on, This is a celebration, where's the Sake?!" giggled Gejourou, another Yokai, the party-loving flirtatious spirit who was born of the central house, but had yet to be initated, with dark hair and a splendid figure, often too drunk to remember how old she was.
The four contestants were inside room 13, also known as the "Summer snowflake" Room, a flowing feild of the flowers. The sweet overbearing smell of the flowers sent Gejourou into a fit of dancing, Tsurara and Hanata started to giggle and Sakura smile aimlessly.
Room 13, Abura NemuBaku. You must make it through this room eating the least amount of food to ruin your splendid figures, said a voice, before the food appeared out of nowhere. Gejourou lept straight at it, Tsurara and Hanata digging in with wild abandon, Sakura standing back, looking on.
Sakura-chan, try some of this teppanyaki! Its great! muttered Hanata, her mouth full of food. Sakura looked around, brought out a cigarette and started to smoke it.
You do realise, Hana-san, that they are fattening us up in order to eat us! She snarkly replied. She took a draw on her cigarette before throwing an undisguised look of hatred at Gejourou and Tsurara, who were blissfully enjoying the food, Enjoying your little appetiser before you decide to dine on us, Bitches!
Sakura-chan, shh! Hanata hushed her feisty college, Theyre in the same position as us! We mustnt be rude! Sakura merely snorted.
How different our initation appears every year, said Lady Sayuka, laying in her enormous steaming bath, hot water pouring into it from the knocking bamboo, slowly falling out down a small waterfall, specially crafted with small bells to twinkle as the water went down. Her entire form, all 3000lbs of it, was being cleans and freshened by small imp-like Amanojuko, from massaging her boobs, to carefully painting her nails. She looked every inch the fertility goddess, massive, endearing and radiant.
Kyubi-san, how are the Ratings?
Excellent, Sayuka-sama. Bets on Gejourou have increased ten-fold, whilst naturally Sakuras odds have dropped dramatically. The Female Kistune turned to look at the hooded figure opposite her It was a good idea of yours to broadcast it as a game show.
People are becoming more aware of the presence of supernatural creatures, rumbled Aotarubo, fumbling with his prayer beads with one massive blue finger. Lord Hitsetsume of the Moku clan has already started hosting fights, and Shangri-la is now a tourist location for normal humans. This is an era of great change, and we must capitalise on it.
Thank you, Aotarubo-sama. Uchiwa-kun, what of the news from the outer unions?
The mountain Tengu are still wanting to join, but have yet to Sazasuki with you. More are beginning send messages and present offers, including a bounty hunter by the name of Muchi.
Thank you, Uchiwa-kun. Sayuka looked at the hooded figure. I wish to thank you also. You have constructed our foundation for the new era.
You only have yourselves to thank, said the hooded figure, reaching out for her cup of Sake. You have information I desire, but I am only too happy to perform this deed for the simple chance of being in your presence, Meguno Sayuka, and helping a clan with a message that I support totally.
Be that as I may, We are all in your debt, Sayuka replied, Your information I will give to you in due time. She turned to the centre of the room, the large model of the rooms, the thirteen in all, displaying tiny moving models of the four contestants, with a big screen above detailing the actual rooms. For now, let us watch the spectacle.
As you wish, Sayuka-sama, the figure replied, placing the cup back onto the table with her silver hand.
