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“Help me! Reimu is hunwry! Mowwie! I can’t take it easy like this!”

A shrill scream emanated from the base of the tree. I interrupted my walk through the forest to investigate. There, by itself, a Koyukkureimu was pleading for assistance. Its eyes were red and swollen from its wailing and its face was wet with tears; a pitiful sight that would tug on anybody’s heartstrings. It looks uninjured for the most part, with only a few scruffs and scratches here and there. Walking slowly as not to scare it, I reveal myself to the distressed creature.

“Who are you!? Where’s my mowwie? I wadda go home!”

Its words were garbled by its sobbing and tears, giving them a wet, bubbly quality. I could only imagine the suffering that this unlucky yukkuri was going through. Yukkuri mothers are notoriously irresponsible with their children. This one must have gotten lost while traversing the forest. Without the protection of its family, this little yukkuri would suffer a painful death of starvation and loneliness or fall prey to the various fauna of Gensokyo. I had to do something.

>> No.975582

“Hi there, my name is Anonymous. Would you like to come with me? I have food at my house and we could take it easy there.”

A simple proposal, but an effective one nevertheless. After taking a few seconds to contemplate my offer, the koyukkuri ceased its bawling. Yukkuris are infamous for their mood swings and this one was no exception. At the prospect of food and taking it easy, it breaks out in a goofy smile and addresses me.

“Wow? Really, mister?”

Not a hint of its earlier crying remained. Such innocence and impressionability were rare sights in this world.

“Yep. Here, get on.”

“Okay, mister!”

I offer my hand to the beaming koyukkuri and it promptly hops on. It doesn’t weigh much, about the weight of a softball. Its body is cool and soft to the touch and perfectly fits in the palm of my hand. I close my fingers around it and give a light squeeze. Its skin feels like that of a human’s, but with a rubbery quality, somewhat like a human baby. Its body gives in to the new pressure and distorts slightly to accommodate my fingers. I am reminded of a plaster-filled stress relief ball; the body is tightly packed and resists my handling of it. The new physical sensation on its body causes the koyukkuri to turn and face me. It seems pleased by the soft squeezing, so I start petting it. It leans into the petting hand and rubs against me. Drool accompanied by a soft growling sound leave its mouth and a heavy blush fills its face.

>> No.975588

My face twists into a scowl as I am filled with indescribable rage. I stop petting the eyesore. It takes notice and exchanges its happy visage for one of confusion.

“What’s wrong, mister? Keep making Reimu feel good!”

What a selfish creature. It only exists for its own pleasure. My breathing becomes ragged and uneven as I struggle with my emotions.

“You… you are the problem. You must disappear. You do not belong in this world. I must end you.”

I squeeze. Hard. I sink my fingernails into the yukkuri’s flesh. It starts screaming. The flow of tears that had dried up earlier becomes a torrent. I look at its face which is scrunched in pain. I squeeze harder.

“STOP! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURRSPH! AIIIAYYA!”

Its speech becomes increasingly garbled and unintelligible as it no longer able to open the jaw I have forced shut. Only a muffled wail is heard.

>> No.975583

> I had to do something.

SOMETHING HORRIBLE AND STOMACH CHURNING

>> No.975585

As I continue to pet it, I make a mental study of its face. Bead-like, white-less eyes adorn it with a small lopsided mouth opened in pleasure below them. Nothing even vaguely resembling a nose is found. I wonder how they are able to smell? Its facial features are unevenly compacted in the upper half of its face near the hairline, almost the opposite of a human newborn. I am entranced by this creature that seems to defy nature. It completely lacks any useful adaptations besides its ability to reproduce and consume. It is nothing but a blob that eats and makes more of itself. It makes a mockery of the human image. How could something like this be allow to live? What is its purpose? It has none. It is a waste… a plague… an abomination…
An eyesore.


This yukkuri…
This yukkuri…
This yukkuri.
This yukkuri.
This yukkuri!
This yukkuri!
THIS YUKKURI!

>> No.975591

I wrap the gathered bean paste in a small piece of cloth. It was my only option as I had no containers with me. The thick, stain-resistant cloth would is perfect for holding the beanpaste. With a final knot on top, I complete the makeshift container. The skin of the koyukkuri lies discarded on the forest floor. It would make a small feast for the animal that finds it. I walk away.

A clearing. I see a large family of yukkuris and koyukkuris frolicking and playing. A heartwarming sight. They all turn to face me. The mother speaks first.

“Hey mister! Did you bring food this time? Reimu made more babies so we need more food. Give us some food!”


I nonchalantly unfurl my package. The children and mother rush towards the fresh bean paste. It disappears in seconds.

“This shit is good! Do you have any more?”

“I’m sorry, that’s all I have today. I’ll bring more tomorrow.”

“That’s okay too! Let’s take it easy tomorrow!”

>> No.975589

Its body becomes a mold of my hand. I squeeze harder.

Its skin is stretched to its breaking point. I squeeze harder.

Its skin is distended and no longer resembles its original shape. I squeeze harder.

Pop

Its eyes rupture and burst. Bean paste floods out. I squeeze harder.

Its tears mix with its innards. It forms a dark frothy mixture. I squeeze harder.

Its movements and sounds have stopped. I squeeze harder.

Its body is empty. All that remains is skin. I stop.

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975608

>>975591

>> No.975613
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975613

Well, no shit. Saved.

>> No.975619

sage for yukkuri shit. 3000000 post per day is overkill

>> No.975632
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975632

Writefags are endangered species. Write more.

>> No.975635

>>975619
ur a faget

>> No.975655

>>975632
Today was just a test. I haven't written a single narrative since middle school. If Anon doesn't mind my crappy writing, I'd be glad to write a few more stories.

Critique would be appreciated. The plot in this one was pretty weak because it was supposed to serve as an introduction, so I just threw in some memes for bulk and humor. I have much better ideas for the sequel.

>> No.975669

>>975655
Your writing was awful; it was painful to read.

>> No.975677

>>975655
I guess yukkuri gurofags liked it. Might as well try to post it on touhouproject.com - it's pretty slow (so threads there live for long time) and it had seen waaay more violent writefaggotry.

>> No.975681

>>975669
I expected as much.

>> No.975682

>>975655
This was a) accurate and b) awesome. Keep it up.

>>975669
Silence.

>> No.975680

>>975655
Smash your keyboard.

>> No.975701

>>975682
Look at me! My writing is unoriginal and makes references to other works!

>>975677
I hate you.

>> No.975718

*sigh*
Rule # (insert number): When on 4chan, always expect "Shitsux, urafaget, killurself, retard, etc".

Age for yukkuri smash. Also, yes, less references would be nice next time.

>> No.975726

>>975718
Agreed. You can't pull this shit off like Kira can.

>> No.975729

>>975701
It worked out well enough for /shrine/...

>> No.975760

>>975726
watashi wa kira dess

>> No.975770

>>975632
random writefag here. give me a topic anon, and i'll try my luck when i'm bored next.

>> No.975774

Dreadful.

4chan != deviantart.

>> No.975784

>>975726
But, Kira is dead, so yeah!

I'll give this story writing thing one more go tomorrow. If that doesn't please Anon, I'll stop.

>> No.975785

Requesting the star trek yukkuri fic.

>> No.975791

>>975774
>original content? I CANNOT SAGE HARD ENOUGH

>> No.975793

Damn it, I've had enough of this Yukkuri hate fest.

>> No.975805

>>975791
Your writing blows. Stop trying to justify the criticism and get over it.

>> No.975828

>>975805

>>975791 isn't me.

>> No.975864

>This shit is good
It's shit, right?

>> No.976220

I really enjoyed this. Write more Yukkuri guro Anon

>> No.976236

Get rid of the fucking references. References are retarded. Otherwise it was amusing to read, though I knew what was going to happen right at the start.

>> No.976270

Continue, we need more detailed Yukkuri storys.

>> No.976313
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976313

This is clearly the work of the Forces of Chaos. and that makes me ANGRY.

>> No.976643

YOU KILLED A BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>> No.976656

This sucks.
Yukkuri guro sucks.

You suck.

>> No.976675

So many critics on 4chan.
The story's fun, the guy isn't asking about how to improve his writing and probably couldn't care less.
Stop whining.

>> No.976678

>>976656
what about me, do i suck

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