The Oni's Bride
 
By Minako Tomoka
 
An Original Character Short Story
 
 
  "Calm down," Miyuki whispered to herself. "This was the purpose you were meant for. You can't run away from it now." Miyuki Nagatsuki was a young shrine maiden whose entire life had revolved around being brought up and raised as a bride for the Oni Prince. In this remote little village tucked away in the depths of a bamboo forest, their main tradition centered around choosing a girl in her childhood years and raising her as a shrine maiden, in order to be offered up to the Oni Prince at the age of 18. But she was less of a bride and more of a sacrifice. The Oni Prince, whose name was Byakuya, was rumored to devour the brides he received when he grew bored of them.
 
  Such a tradition may have seemed barbaric, but in the tiny village closed off from the outside world, it was a necessity to ensure their continued survival. Oni were aggressive, violent horned creatures who gobbled up humans and ravaged entire towns, or so the tales had told. And unluckily for the villagers, their town happened to be in the vicinity of the Oni Prince's castle. Their belief was that if they kept Byakuya entertained and well-fed with pretty, young human women, he would leave the village alone. Since the tradition had persisted for nearly a century by now, it seemed to be working.
 
  Miyuki Nagatsuki was only the latest addition to a long line of meals served to the allegedly handsome, yet ravenous Oni Prince. For the good of her people, Miyuki had to venture out into the maze-like bamboo forest to meet her fate at the hands- or rather sharp teeth- of Byakuya. Shivers pulsed through her body as she wandered through the dark maze of the forest, surrounded by throngs of bamboo trees at every turn. She was confined to a narrow path she had been told to follow, her direction illuminated by a single paper lantern she carried. She had turned 18 only a week ago, making her the ripe age to be eaten. Even though Miyuki knew this was what she had to do, it was her life's purpose...she couldn't help but be scared. All she could do was hope that Byakuya would be gentle with her, and not hurt her too much...
 
  The dense jungle of the bamboo forest eventually gave way to a clearing, home to an enormous pagoda that towered over the woods. Even in the dark, its orange tin roofs could still be seen. There were a pair of lanterns lit by the entrance. Apparently someone had been waiting for her. As Miyuki crept closer to the castle, she noticed something...strange about this place. It wasn't only that the building itself was enormous- the stairs and even the doorway were as well. Compared to her, it would be like a small child trying to climb a flight of stairs. Whoever this Byakuya was, he must have been huge. Miyuki reached the front step and braced her arms against the wood, summoning up all of her strength to lift herself up and drag her body onto the stair. This was going to be exhausting just to get to his front door, to be devoured, no less...
 
  As Miyuki was about to scale the next step, there was a thunderous creaking sound as the front door slowly opened, and large footsteps made the wooden planks of the porch rattle. Miyuki dropped to her knees and hunched over, trembling like a leaf. It took every ounce of courage in her little body to not take off running.
 
  "Oh dear, I wasn't expecting a visitor so late at night," a gentle, yet large male voice spoke. Well to be fair, I wasn't expecting a visitor at all tonight, it's not often that anyone shows up this far off the beaten path. But with those miko robes of yours...you must be a shrine maiden. Another bride to be offered up to me, hmm? Come now, lift your head so I can see your pretty face."
 
  Still trembling, Miyuki slowly lifted herself to her knees, gazing upon the handsome, yet enormous Oni Prince. His pale skin was nearly as white as snow, almost matching the white of his horns that jutted up from the sea of his wispy ink-black hair. He wore a drapey, loose-fitting red and black hakama. His fingers and toes were tipped by long, sharp ebony nails, each fingernail nearly as long as Miyuki's forearms. His eyes were a subdued, dark red, like currant berries. He watched the small girl at his feet with a gentle smile. Miyuki didn't expect him to look like this, or speak so softly. He was oddly patient with her, she expected him to snatch her up and devour her in an instant. "M-my name is Miyuki Nagatsuki...I was sent here to become your bride, Byakuya-sama. I-I apologize for being so shaky...I'm a little frightened."
 
  Byakuya smirked. "Indeed, I can tell just by observing you. The scent of fear is lingering all over you. There's no need to be frightened, my dear. I don't know what the people of your village told you about me, but I have no intentions of torturing you."
 
  "B-but...you're going to eat me, aren't you?" Miyuki asked, her voice quivering.
 
  Byakuya replied with a light chuckle. "Why don't I help you off those stairs? You appear to be having some trouble." The Oni Prince bent over and scooped up Miyuki, grasping her in his clawed hands like a little kitten. His hands were ice-cold, so his touch only sent even more chills to ravage Miyuki's body. The young lady could only huddle still, frozen in fear as the Oni cradled her in his grasp. She tried not to look down, for fear of becoming even more terrified at how high up she was, so she chose to focus on Byakuya's massive face instead. He was so beautiful...hauntingly so. Most Oni were depicted as ugly, ogre-like beasts that wore loincloths and carried clubs, but he was nothing like that. If it weren't for his horns and his prodigious size, he would have seemed just like a human.
 
  "Please...if you're going to eat me...be gentle with me," Miyuki pleaded. "I don't want it to hurt..."
 
  "Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Byakuya said. "In fact, I want to make sure that you aren't in any pain." He pinched Miyuki's braided hair between his fingers. "Your hair is so blue, it looks like a cloudless sky. You are quite the beautiful specimen. I'll have to be extra careful with you."
 
  "You're...very kind," Miyuki said. As soon as those words left her, a low, yet audible growl emanated from deep within Byakuya's gut. The Oni Prince chuckled and patted his stomach with his free hand. "My apologies, it seems my stomach can't keep quiet when there's delicious food around. I assure you, it's a lot less scary than it sounds. It's warm and soft in there, you'll see."
 
  Byakuya didn't waste any time moving to the next step. He spread his jaws before Miyuki, forcing her to stare into the dark, slimy abyss, framed by razor-sharp teeth and long fangs dripping with strings of saliva. The heat of his breath misted over her. I don't want to be eaten, Miyuki thought. But I can't escape from him...this must be the end for me. As much as Miyuki wanted to squirm, to struggle, to fight back against the beast preparing to devour her, she couldn't allow herself to do such a thing. She was supposed to be a pure, dignified shrine maiden until the very end. It would be a shame to her honor if she went down screaming and thrashing. This was an important tradition, after all. She couldn't do anything that would upset the Oni Prince.
 
  So she clenched up and winced as she entered Byakuya's jaws, swallowed up by the darkness- soon to be swallowed up whole. She could feel his fangs lightly pressing against her legs, pinning her in place in case she tried to struggle. The chasm of the Oni's throat opened before her. Tilted upside-down, Miyuki plunged headfirst into his gullet, greeted by a thunderous gulp as the muscles of Byakuya's throat gripped her and sucked her in. The sensation was like slowly falling down a deep, dark, slick tunnel. Every gulp caused his throat to ripple, pushing Miyuki down ever further. The pressure of the Oni's gullet wasn't enough to crush her, but it was tight enough to keep her from moving her limbs as she was sucked into his depths.
 
  Everything familiar seemed to disappear forever as she descended into the Oni's domain. Slowly, she slid out into a larger space, a fleshy chamber composed of rippling walls of pure muscle. The walls surrounded Miyuki and closed around every curve of her body, as though embracing her. Hungry growls echoed all around her as she settled into the chamber. Miyuki's breaths grew shallower and more panicked. Her heart began to race. Her destiny had made itself bluntly clear. She was indeed a meal, doomed to be trapped within the Oni Prince's rumbling belly. She couldn't contain her fear any longer. She started to squirm, pushing against the rippling walls of Byakuya's gut. "I...I'm scared!" she squealed. "I don't want this...let me out, please!"
 
  She could feel a gentle petting from outside, the sensation of Byakuya stroking at his full belly. "Shhh...calm down now, don't struggle," he told her. "You'll only hurt yourself if you squirm like that."
 
  "But I'm going to be digested!" Miyuki squealed. "I don't want to become your dinner!"
 
  Byakuya couldn't help but let out a laugh. "Well, it's a bit too late for that, hmm? Looks to me like you've already become my dinner. I have no intentions of digesting you, little one. You are my bride, after all. I want to you to enjoy our little honeymoon. So just settle in and relax...it'll be alright, Miyuki."
 
  When Byakuya felt Miyuki stop squirming so much, he unraveled the sash of his hakama, allowing his robes to fall open and expose his enlarged, pudgy belly. His stomach had swollen considerably thanks to his squirmy meal. He could feel Miyuki's form as he caressed his gut. Just below that big belly, his cock stood proudly erect, already aroused by the wriggles of the little shrine maiden he had gobbled up.
 
  The Oni's stomach swayed back and forth as he strolled into the depths of his lair, a dark space dimly lit by scattered candles and lanterns. He preferred the darkness like this, he could get in the mood much easier. Strings of white smoke undulated in the air, smelling of cherry blossoms. The smoke bloomed from a burning incense stick. Plopping down among a lavish spread of bedding, blankets, and pillows, Byakuya leaned back and got himself comfortable.
He finally decided to give his needy cock some attention, gently stroking and pressing the drooling tip against his swollen belly. "Ahhh...that's much better. How are you feeling, Miyuki?"
 
  Miyuki wasn't sure how to respond, so she could only answer with, "I...I'm okay." She hadn't felt the sting of stomach acids, or the harsh churning of the belly walls trying to mash her up into soup. Being so deep inside of another creature's body, she could hear and feel Byakuya's every move. His gentle breathing, accompanied by low moans. His soft, calming heartbeat, lulling her into a relaxed state. She could feel him groping his tummy...and stroking something else. The pressure of his rock-hard member squished against Miyuki even through the flesh of the stomach walls, as he thrust his shaft and tip against his bulging belly.
 
  Miyuki broke out in a red-hot blush. "How gross...and embarrassing...but it also feels...oddly nice." As humiliating as her current position was, the young shrine maiden couldn't contain her building arousal. In the wet, warm stomach, her miko robes became sopping wet, so she opted to strip them off, leaving herself in the nude, cradled by the slick flesh of Byakuya's belly.
 
  "Mmm...you feel wonderful, Miyuki," Byakuya moaned. He picked up speed, his clawed hand stroking over his throbbing cock faster and faster. His ecstasy was rapidly rising to his peak. In his domain of pure comfort and pleasure, surrounded by the sweet scent of cherry blossoms carried on the tangles of white smoke, Byakuya felt as though he had reached the closest thing to Heaven.
 
  With a full belly stuffed by a delicious lady meal, and an erect cock reaching the heights of pleasure, it couldn't have been more perfect for Byakuya. If the Oni Prince took good care of the little shrine maiden and kept her alive rather than digesting her, he could enjoy this as much as he desired. "I hope you're feeling comfortable, my little bride," he chuckled. "I know I certainly am..."
 
  Miyuki was becoming rather hot and bothered herself. She panted like a dog in heat, dripping with sweat and stomach juices. Instinctively, her fingers crawled to her pussy, which was already glistening with sexual fluids. Such an impure thing...Miyuki wouldn't have even thought of it before this. But in the Oni Prince's gut, the sensory overload was too much for her to bear, this feeling...she couldn't control herself. She slipped her fingers into her pussy and started to pleasure herself, gasping and moaning as she stroked at her wet walls vigorously.
 
  She twitched and wriggled, the fleshy surroundings shifting around her in response. Miyuki was completely at the whim of her arousal, experiencing her sexual awakening for the very first time. Being chaste and pure was the first order for a shrine maiden, but now that she had become Byakuya's dinner, none of that mattered anymore. If this was going to be her fate, she might as well enjoy every last bit of it. "This feels...so good," Miyuki gasped. "I don't understand...I should be frightened, but I can't control this feeling..."
 
  "Just embrace it," Byakuya said. "It's only natural for a lady like you to experience such a thing. I want both of us to experience the heights of pleasure..." As those words left Byakuya's lips, the Oni Prince sped up his masturbation. His hand was coated in pre-cum that oozed from his drooling slit, lubricating his furious strokes. Soaring to his peak, he let out a cry as he finally came. Thick, sticky strands of cum spurted from his cock like a geyser, splattering all over his stuffed gut. Basking in the afterglow, Byakuya leaned back against the pillows, letting out a heavy sigh. "Oh goodness...I've made quite a mess, haven't I? I suppose I was just too pent up, I couldn't hold it back any longer."
 
  It seemed that Miyuki wasn't going to be able to hold back either. Drowning in the throes of ecstasy, Miyuki's body was quivering with pulses of pleasure. Every stroke of her fingers sent her closer to the end, until her climax broke free at last. A lewd squeal escaped her trembling lips as a pool of sexual juices poured from her pussy, mixing with the residual fluids of the stomach. Utterly overtaken, Miyuki slumped over on her side, sucking in deep breaths. "That was incredible..."
 
  When she arrived on the Oni Prince's doorstep, she expected to be tortured and cruelly devoured by the hungry beast. But he had been so kind to her, even after eating her, and introduced her to a whole new world of pleasure.
Perhaps being the bride of the Oni Prince was not such a grisly fate after all.
 
  "It seems you enjoyed yourself as well," Byakuya smirked. "You've been a wonderful guest, and a delectable meal...I look forward to our new life together, my dear Miyuki."
 
  "Y-yes...thank you for being so kind, Byakuya-sama," Miyuki muttered. While it might have seemed terrifying to be trapped within the stomach of a hungry beast, Miyuki started to feel at ease inside this wet, slimy, squishy space. The sound of Byakuya's methodical heartbeat and gentle breathing lulled her into the clutches of sleep. Her eyelids became too heavy to even keep open, and they sank shut on her. While Byakuya relaxed with his new bride, Miyuki fell asleep all tucked away in his belly, dreaming about what things her new life with the Oni Prince would hold in store for her...
 
 
The End...
May 19th, 2022.