046. Blow Azami off.

"Not my problem. Go tell Natsumi," I said flippantly trying to ignore Azami.

"I would, but since you assaulted her, that makes it your job to catch thieves now," Azami bitched at me before huffing and stomping off.

Fuck her, I thought and walked back to my little home. The Kouki greeted me with more anger. "Where have you been? I was just about to go looking for you."

"I'm back, that's all that matters," I growled back, but Kouki was in a mood and wouldn't let it drop.

"First the fire you almost sleep through, then you almost kill Natsumi, then you run off for hours!" she whined. "Something is going on with you, now tell me!"

"About what?" I asked incredulously.

Then she looked at me deathly serious. "The fire, it started with you," she almost whispered.

"What are you talking about," I chided her, not having a clue what she meant.

"You!" she poked my chest. "You were on fire! Lit up like a log on cinders!" she explained. "You started the fire!"

"Shut up!" I yelled at her then felt my hand connect with her face and smack her down. Before I knew it I was on top of her yelling as I punched her several more times, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

She was bruised and gasping for breath as I came back to myself and looked down on my gasping bloodied sister. Her cheek was swelling up and I'd given her a black eye as well as a split lip. Since I'd also punched her in her gut and chest several times she was undoubtedly battered and bruised all over under her clothes as well, and the shame of my actions wracked at me so I jumped off of her and ran out the door.

I didn't know what was coming over me. I was just suddenly angry all the time and was losing control of myself. I was just calming down when I thought <Hazuka> and then the gravity of my dream hit me. I'd somehow been controlling Hazuka through my dream. She fell in the pond after I'd looked into it when I'd woken up and broken whatever magical connection we had shared. I knew I had to talk to her and find out what she remembered about it.

"Kenji? What's wrong?" she asked concerned as she answered the door. I rarely visited her on my own without my sister, but Kouki was probably still **** right now.

"We need to talk," I said as seriously as I could. "May I come inside?"

She let me in and I took a seat at her table as she sat across from me. "What is wrong?" she asked again and I considered my words carefully.

"I'm becoming a monster," I confessed. There was no other way for me to say it. She started to speak, but I cut her off, "I hurt Kouki." She stayed quiet after that while I just stared at my hands. The hands that bloodied her face and pummeled her body. "I could have killed her."

Then Hazuka broke my reverie. "Oh my God, is she okay? You just wait here while I..." I could smell her fear as she got up and moved up her door.

"No," I jumped up in front of her. "You are going stay and listen to me!" I growled.

She shrunk back in terror. "Kenji, what's happened to you?" she quivered.

I crept up closer to her now treating her more like prey than a friend. Her fear and trying to run had triggered a predatory instinct in me. "You women are all the same, just lying, selfish, whoring, cunts. Since you don't feel like talking anymore I guess we can skip right to showing you what a whores cunt is really for." I pulled at my pants and let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them.

Hazuka's eyes were locked then on my manhood as it rose up to the task I had in mind before her eyes. She wasn't watching where she was going then as she fell while backing away from me and landed on her table. She shrieked and I pounced, jumping up on top of her and clawing at her skirt and panties. The fabric tore as I shredded her garments with my claw-like fingernails that seemed to have grown suddenly sharp, but I took care not to dig into her thrashing flesh as she cried and screamed beneath me, powerless to stop me.

It was then that Kouki surprised me with a battle cry as she came swinging a heavy frying pan down onto the backside of my head. That blow should have killed me, but my head, while hurting and misshapen snapped back to angrily gaze at my attacker. I was no longer human, just a monster made for killing and fucking, and probably both at the same time.

My arm shot out as it actually grew out over a foot longer, then two, then it extending like a claw and suddenly grabbed tight around Kouki's throat and pinned her back against the wall on the other side of the room, **** the life out of her.

"Kenji! Stop it! Your killing her!" Hazuka gasped ignoring her own peril, but just her saying my name broke whatever spell had my mind in a fog for just an instant. This was so wrong! What was I doing?

<Anything you want,> a voice said in my head and I knew the truth. I had let demonic oni infect me and it was taking over my body. It was doing all of this, not me. <Relax and enjoy it,> the oni whispered as he used my other hand to also strangle Hazuka and then poked the tip of my cock up to the folds of flesh between her legs and I could feel the heat and wetness of her already involuntarily moistening cunt lips. The pleasure was immense and I could feel my resolve slipping away. I only had a moment of self-control left.