Kitsune twins

       I am being "haunted" by a pair of kitsune; or something that has taken on that likeness. To be clear I don't live in Japan, never been to Japan, and no matter how much I look into nothing like spirit foxes is native to where I live. Which is funny because I live in Ohio; you'd think just like Asia and Europe there would be stories of foxes with magic powers but nope, I found like one thing about a grandmother fox spirit or as a totem but the role foxes play in other parts of the world is taken up by coyote or hare on this continent. Definetly nothing about multiple tales; then again the "fox" thing isn't all that fox like in my opinion. But I am getting ahead of myself. To try and make this comprehensive and me sound less nuts I'll try to set some ground work here.

   About ten years ago I was forced to leave home, then again I was 25 years old and had just flunked out of college/couldn't get anymore loans and was severly suffering from burn out. But he is the kind of guy who was forced when he was 18 to either join the army or live on the streets; so to avoid anymore fights about "there is a man living in my house"; I moved out; got a job and got the first house I could. It was forclosed on the previous owner so I got a pretty low rate; still alot though for someone on poverty wages with so few hours I had to pick and choose which bills were the higher priority. Ultimatly the house is this old farm house at the end of a street by a farmer's field and spots of forests around creeks. The electric wiring is such shit I couldn't turn on an electric stove and the light at the same time without flipping the breaker, I had to figure out what outlets were on the same lines to figure out where to plug in lamps to light up rooms with no ceiling light fixtures. Actually speaking of shit show, the plumbing, there were no valves under the kitchen sink; when it sprung a leak I had to turn off the main valve in the basement (which is more of a crawl space with a dirt floor and exists more as a place for the furnace to be), so until that was fixed lost all plumbing. But at least the toiler and bathroom sink have their valves above the floor and just for them...not that it matters too much as the bathroom looked tacked on with a thin wall risking freezing the pipes every winter. But enough about my shitty house (which lucky enough does have a second floor...in which while they have ceiling light fixtures, neither has outlets on the walls and couldn't run a cable or phone line up to them...the wiring in the house was just too weak or old, glad I have wifi...didn't when I first moved in; plus the insulation fell so I don't even sleep in those rooms, I have a mat I sleep on in what is supposed to be the living room.

   But enough about my shitty house, I tell myself, and my mother would repeat this, at least I have a house. Not long after getting it my credit got completly ruined thanks to student loans. Now to get back to the point, I thought this house would be haunted but in almost ten years almost nothing happened. Aside from the occasional noise or whatnot but squirrels in the walls, attic, mice got in the house, the wind shaking or revealing a rotted out piece of wood in a window frame, were the usual culprits. That was until this summer that just passed. Although to be honest it may have started sooner than that, small things I noticed after I lost my job. So to put that into perspective this was the end of March 2020, my job shut down, fired everyone, due to the pandemic, not even a "on leave" just a; we don't have leave so technically everyone is fired. Believe me three months later when they reopened with limited staff they pulled the we arm't bringing you back on due to payroll purposes and when pressed claimed other employees were intimidated by me...so fuck you too I guess.

   But I digress; like I was saying for years there had been small stuff I could easily dismiss in that house, although life was work, come home, a little time to myself, sleep, work again, rinse and repeat. So I felt being home all day maybe I was just noticing it more. More noises, sounds like footsteps; but not like a person's footsteps, like the sound of dogs walking across the wooden floor or in the upstairs rooms where I kept my collection of knick knacks and craft supplies because as I said, not insulated, hot as hell in the summer, freezing cold in the winter. So storage space. But they'd always stop if I got up from my computer or playing video games/watching tv. I also started to have weird dreams near the end of April; hard to really place them but alot of them were me snuggling up inside either giant fluffy tentacles or running through a forest on all fours like an animal; but beyond that hard to really recall any big details about them. This kept up for several months, May, June, July, into August; although the haunting stuff felt like it was picking up slowly, a musky smell here, a scratching sound underthe floor sounding like its under the floor boards under the mat I sleep on; if I had a bed off the floor that...well don't know if that would be more or less freaky. Also small things moved around, but so subtle that I usually wouldn't notice that much; like...was that always facing slightly to the left or did I turn that around slightly. But come near august I had my wallet vanish from my dresser and turn up in front of my tv on the floor; and my car keys go missing only to turn up on my sleeping mat. Nothing though could have prepared me for how much it esculated though.

    It was September when the sleep paralysis started. I feel I was awake yet still dreaming. I couldn't move anything but my eyes. A pair of shapes were moving in the darkness, they weren't human, or even bipedal. The best I could compare them to would be foxes but not built like real ones, in truth they were closer to the Pokemon Ninetales only solid white and more flowing in the hair and tails if that makes sense. The two of them were practically glowing in the darkness as they casually would walk over to me and lie down on either side me, curling their tails over top of me and each other. The warmth has this calming feeling and I'd go back to sleep. This kept up for several week every few days or so. I even found myself waking up to lying on my side, the body of one of them was being spooned by me. Body size they were about as big as me only very slender if they stretched out their long legs they'd probably be as long as me. I remember this spirit creature opening her solid blue eyes to look at me and giving my face these little licks. If felt real, and I remember thinking some dogs must have gotten into my house somehow and my half asleep mind was picturing them as some off-set Pokemon. But there was never any sign of them when I'd wake up. That was until the beginning of November, I started to see shadows on the wall, shapes moving when the lights were out that weren't there when I'd turn them on, strange mists around my house that would move under my back deck  when I'd turn the light on at night. The dreams became more frequent, and I was starting to see them quickly vanishing around corners. At first it was startling me but it kept on long enough that I just didn't notice, or tried not to anymore. I vaguely remembered something from somewhere about how paying attention to the supernatural drew its attention to you.

   Things started to really change around the start of December when it got really cold. I had one of those sleep paralysis dreams except I could hear the kitsune against my chest and abdomen...well sort of; it wasn't words but a feeling. My arms and legs moved on their own and I wrapped my arms around it hugging its soft warm body against me while its tails...very unnaturally wrapped around my legs; as in all prehensile. It was warm and nice; and the one against my back was lying their muzzle against my neck and its tails joined the other one's around my legs. Honestly even if I could move pretty sure I was tied up anyway; but I didn't mind. This became the nightly norm, I was even starting to vaguely make out their outlines like that movie Predator, standing around the house watching me and waiting for me to lie down. It even got to the point as soo as I was comfortable they didn't even wait till I was actually asleep before they would materialize and snuggle up with me. A week before Christmas this evolved into something new, the shape of them despite looking like Pokemon, despite being quadrapeds, had this womanly curve to the chest and waist; while the one was snuggling against my chest I felt myself become erect and she grinded herself into me, taking me inside her intentionally. I couldn't really move as the incredible warmth of her pussy rose and fell on me. The one behind me started to gyrate as well, pushing my hips with her like she was using me to have sex with the other one. My body was fully under their control.

   Well that really brings us to last week, the last few nights I've had more control of my body when we cuddle and have sex and they stay long as I hold them in my arms as I lie on my back longer. I can see them a little clearer around the house. I think, before long they may become plain to see and feel less like I am being haunted and more like I am living with them.