She's going to give you head.
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>Battle Meido Satyros is madly in love with her young master
>she even received his parents blessing in marriage too
>however, she has encountered a major struggle
>she doesn't know the exact words she wants to use when she proposes to him
Remember to walk the neighbor girl to school, as a gentleman should.
I want a Dullahan whose genki body makes her tsun head do lewd and lovey-dovey stuff
Please consider a Yeti maid, her fur doesn't make too much of a mess and she's easy to cook for
Oops, why did I forget this
Translation note: It doesn't say anything about the god's gender, as pronouns are not used to refer to it in the original text, but I'm going to assume she is female like all the other gods so far and use female pronouns for the translation.
“The God of Alcohol, “Bacchus””
A mid-rank deity that governs alcohol and drunkenness. Her standpoint is neutral.
She is warm and sociable, but she is also purported to have a large-hearted and lenient personality, not fussing over details. Perhaps because of that, the doctrine and rules of churches that worship Bacchus are also lenient and characterized by a general atmosphere of freedom.
As the god who loves alcohol more than anything, she exhorts that people should color their life with enjoyment and form bonds of friendship by drinking. In her churches, drinking parties are periodically held where her adherents come together with outsiders. Deeds of charity such as providing food and alcohol for those who are starving are also actively performed.
The blessing that Bacchus bestows upon her followers empowers the effects of alcohol, and also goes beyond the bounds of race and nationality, ensuring that negotiations and friendships with others will succeed.
She is widely worshiped by people with a variety of professions, such as ambassadors, merchants, brewers, and simply those who like drinking, and she also has many adherents among races such as humans, dwarves, goblins, etc.
She is a god that is friendly towards monsters, and she also approves of using the power of alcohol for the sexual conquest of the opposite sex.
Her blessing makes the drunken revelry and intoxication of men more pleasant and enjoyable, and it also makes having sex with men afterward more thrilling too, so she also has many adherents among the monsters.
On the other hand, using alcohol to incapacitate a person and rob or rape them while unconscious is forbidden as an abuse of alcohol.
Although she does have many followers among the monsters, her religion is not treated as heretical, and it is an accepted religion even in lands under the Order's forces.
>"I've been getting some competition lately Anon... You still think I'm best NEET, right?"
Welcome to the fold comrade, may your drinking bring you happiness.
You know, the rename to "Hoof Pussy Kingdom" reminds me an awful lot of Comcast changing their service name to XFinity.
In both cases, it's the same garbage, just under a different label.
I wanna take a Maus and...!
clean her up, feed her well, give her a nice place to sleep, some new clothes and if she's a good little maus a special hamster ball that she can easily get in and out of so she can sleep with me without getting crushed.
Because hellhound love will always be worth it.
>Once your hellhound wife has warped away, those spirits, beaten and terrified, one of them missing half of its being, slink away
>They inform their ruler, a higher being of an evil spirit with considerable power in the world of dreams
>They wait until you and your wife are away from the supernatural protection of your home, and ambush you in an empty park, manifesting as full on spirits intent on taking revenge
>Your wife just tells you to stand back, her obsidian skin glowing red as if fire's replaced the blood in her veins, burning away her clothes as she faces the small army of attackers
>The minute they charge at you, snarling and screaming, she howls, imprinting a pentagram of flame on the ground at her feet and calling upon the full extent of her ability
>The demons barely make it ten metres before your wife goes full Asura'a Wrath, showing you just how good she is at the job her species was literally made to do: Put demons in their place
>She erupts like a volcano aimed horizontal, making an entire park disappear in a cone of unnaturally thick, focused fire that actually sounds like a rocket taking off
>In that single second, maybe a good third of the demon army is vaporised instantly, banished from the living world without a vessel and no doubt blasted away to Hell, in the deepest, most horrifying reaches of the metaphysical worlds
>The moment her onslaught ends, she leaps into the fray, sprinting and bounding on all fours to leap into the midst of the demons and tear them apart tooth, claw and hellflame
>She fights with the fury of a beast, but with the precision of a machine, the strength and magical ability of a god, and agility that makes Grey Fox look like Fatman
>Soon, the entire army is no more, the last few demons bursting into fire and ectoplasm
>Only their ruler remains, a nine feet tall humanoid giant of a thing clad in black armour straight out of a fantasy novel, with red pinpricks of light burning through the eyeholes of its helm
>You wife wastes no time in engaging, dodging swipes of its magical sword and retaliating with punches and kicks that impact the demon's armour like a wrecking-ball, using her hellfire as makeshift boosters to propel her strikes with even more speed and brutality
>After a long battle between what are essentially two lesser gods, your wife knocks the demon ruler off balance, taking the opportunity to pounce on it bodily and knock it to the ground
>The demon is ready, though, and draws a wicked looking knife from some secret place
>They thrust with it, penetrating your wife's gut as a sickly green light flashes from the blade, twisting it in her skin
>You cry out as your wife freezes and looks down in shock at her wound, already leaking what can only be described as liquid fire
>The demon ruler begins to laugh, the sound echoing within their helmet
>At least before it's promptly bitten off by your wife
>Along with their head
>The demon bursts into transparent ectoplasm rather unceremoniously, a few ashes burning in the air as the hellhound spits out some of the quickly evaporating fluid
>The wound in her gut remains, though, and she can only look at it in dumb shock as it leaks out her scalding hot lifeblood onto the charred ground at an alarming rate
>She looks at you with a smile, barely managing to get words out of her mouth
>"Bet I looked really cool out there, right, husband?"
>Then she slumps over, unconscious
>You panic, and do the only thing you can think of: scooping your arms under your wife, picking her up, and carrying all seven feet of her, muscle and all, back to your home
>It's only a five minute walk there, but to you it feels like hours, and in the middle of winter in the evening, you find no one on the streets to help you
>You can only listen to her laboured breathing, fearing for her life every step of the way
>Only your physical presence keeps her alive, allowing her to unconsciously leach spirit energy from you and keep herself clinging to life
>Once home, you set her on the bed, ignoring the scorch marks her blood leaves everywhere, wrap her wound in bandages, and leave to call an ambulance
>You've barely turned around before her paw shoots out and grabs your wrist, pulling you on top of her
>Her eyes are closed, and she barely seems lucid through the pain, but she gasps out anyway, "No, don't go. I just need you."
>Understanding immediately, you strip naked while straddling her, maximising your skin content before moving to lie on top of her completely
>Her breathing eases up just slightly, and when she opens her eyes, you see they aren't anywhere near as grey or extinguished as before, the flames flickering from them nowhere near as small and weak
>You tell her how amazing she looked out there, and once she tells you how all of it started, how stupid she was for antagonising those spirits by burning away half of one's soul
>You also tell her how much you love her
>She kisses you weakly in response, saying she'd take on every spirit, demon, monster, god or Outlier if it meant keeping you safe
>You make up the difference in her kiss, cradling her head in your hands and lovingly grinding yourself against her abs even as you begin to get hard
>As your love for each other boils to the surface, you feel her heat return to her, just enough to make her nipples glow slightly when you look down, and just enough that you can feel a tingling in your mouth when you kiss her again: a full flow of spirit energy shaped by love and emotion, eagerly absorbed by your wife and used to slowly restore her body
>It doesn't take long before you manoeuvre downwards, and slip your erection inside her, the both of you gasping at the heat and sensation of so much soulful energy sinking into her sex as it emanates from your shaft
>The two of you lose your minds together, making love continuously and passionately, if a little gently to avoid any pain from her injury
>Of course, you don't stop until she's fully healed, watching the painful stab wound close significantly every time you cum into her, until with one final, leg-locking, burying-your-face-between-her-breasts orgasm, her flawless charcoal skin closes entirely, shining like obsidian from all her sweat
>Exhausted, but happily tracing your finger around her once again perfect tummy, you collapse on top of her and fall asleep, once again to pleasant and peaceful dreams.
>isn't a fucking fish
You got a fucking problem, nigga?
It's always been Hoof Pussy Kingdom really, Horse Pussy simply founded the Kingdom and named it after themselves.
The collective races of Horse Pussy Kingdom simply voted to change it to Hoof Pussy Kingdom to more fairly represent the entirety of the Kingdom's races.
Your ignorance is to be expected, Human Pussy Kingdom has always cared little for anything but themselves. Enjoy your day.
I prefer the Breast Pussy Republic.
But Anon, what are you going to do if their parents ask you to take responsibility?
You're going to need so much more rope and ballgag.
There was just one week of my life, like 3 weeks ago, where all I wanted to do was fuck a Cerea like centaur and suck her tits till I fell asleep.
I've never experienced something like that before ever in my life.
Breasts and pussies don't constitute a kingdom but we appreciate your enthusiasm.
You are correct and I dropped that so hard when I realized she had no chance. Why does the guy hook up with worstgirl when a bestgirl like that is around? Terminal Japanese Taste?
Well the Pussy Pussy Kingdom was originally the Cat Pussy Kingdom, until some stupid Cheshire legally changed the name internationally, so now we have to wait a year before we can change it back. Fucking Claire.
I won't lie when I say I want to see Yuna Kagesaki do her own manga about a lamia romance.
Or at the very least a doujin between Miia and Darling.
Even a single drawing of Miia.
My point is, her monstergirl shit is
>He thinks the Kingdom with the most qualified healers in the world doesn't have free healthcare
Oh. That makes sense actually.
You're welcome. As always, even one person enjoying it makes every second of writing worth it.
That, and it's nice to clear the cobwebs from the brain, and get some gears spinning with something short yet sweet.
If I can all but rip off concepts from The Dresden Files while doing it, then I consider it a major success too.
If I can all but rip off concepts from The Dresden Files while doing it, then I consider it a major success too.
Oh, you're the one that wrote that Foo Dog thing during summer? I capped that.
I got commissioned to do a halftone of this, so enjoy
Yeah, the Foo Dog-girl named Rai, fighting that hellhound. At least, I'm 90% certain her name was Rai.
You don't know how flattered I am to read that someone remembers that little thing from so long ago. So long ago in internet time, anyway.
>I love you~
>You love me~
>Give all of yourself to me~
Okay, I'll try. Whether or not they're valid is up to you.
>breasts aren't hanging off the chest properly
>tail looks like it's sticking out of her asshole instead of spine
>paws/hand are too tiny, and the lack of dexterous fingers looks jarring
Every time I post a 2hu in these threads it's partly, even if just barely, to piss off the few that despise the fact that it's being connected to these threads, and that brings me a tinge of joy.
Because there is no love for numans in here.
>I mean externally.
Oh, my bad.
>There are a few that don't like their precious 2hu being posted in these threads, and that's hilariously silly so It comes to mind every time I post one.
I honestly don't understand how that's supposed to negatively affect their 2hu discussions.
I know, isn't it great.
So you're telling me that these people lurk in this thread for the sole purpose of making sure that 2hu, which is all over the goddamn internet at this point, doesn't get posted here?
I don't know what to say about that.
It's not. It's just meant to make them salty on the off chance they see it and happen to be one of those individuals. Which i figure is actually pretty low.
They honestly probably just filter the threads. Was just something I happened to read quite a while ago in some other thread and it managed to stick.
>you will never punch tewi in her smug fucking face
Breeding sex with the wolves in heat!
>if a man and a woman with feelings for each other drink the wine their feelings won't be able to remain hidden
>monstergirl gets man drunk on satyrs wine hoping to find out he likes her
>he doesn't feel the same
Give me suffering.
>You will never have a wererabbit gf
>Wererabbit yuris will never happen
I don't know. I'm just really afraid. I'd hug her, trembling in her arms waiting for the blow to come. I'd sink to the floor, still holding on to her, unable to say a word due to the pain, wondering why, she wouldn't answer me. Maybe it's the fear that an animal that can bite, will.
Uh-oh anon, it seems your trip to the Steppes will have to wait as the Amazons have launched a daring raid on your hometown and abducted you and other anons!
Luckily they don't consider you a threat (because you aren't) and have been given a fairly extensive leash, you can chat with any of the captors you want.
There's Amazonians of every main species but nothing of the sub-species in the camp.
Just don't strike up a conversation about Defenseless Village Z, that particular raid did not go well and they might become irate if you bring it up.
These ropes cannot contain a force as strong as I!
I tear the rope and then get slammed by the Amazonian Oni who ties my tether back into place and holds me close to her so that I can't escape.
I always forget exh has a rather vast collection of non-h stuff.
I honestly wish I knew how I naturally wondered into this shit over 7 years ago before it transitioned into being aware of crabman's ancient stuff and taking off from there.
I talk to the faggot with white hair who's obviously a god thing in disguise and help him sway the other men into enslaving our "captors" and proceed to take over the region. One tribe at a time. Then, the world!
Ask to be taken to their leader. I'm a member of the Merchant's Guild, maybe I can convince her to let me and the others go in exchange for sending supply caravans to trade with them.
Also, my Hellhound wife is gonna be pissed with them if they keep me here.
Useless kung-fu Ryu
Assorted lewd fairies
Is Defenseless Village Z the reason there's no Amazonian Sub Spieces around?
If so that's really sad. And to make up for it I will offer myself up to the war chief as a trophy husband!
Lord knows she deserves to smile again after what happened at DVZ.
>MFW I already love the concept of wine and monstergirls
>Especially grapesnake and red wines
>MFW Satyros comes out and references Bacchus, the most based Roman God
>MFW the goat pussy is giving me a massive thirst
She may actually usurp Kraken or Shoggoth from my top three. Just holy shit, KC.
Goat girls working hard to make a name for themselves
You all get a stern glare, tied down, and have your mouths gagged. There is some muttering about a "baldy" as they do this.
You are now property of the Amazon horde.
The Amazon Harpy keeps you for herself.
The Amazon Ogre takes over for the Oni later on and she keeps you for herself.
Tied down, slapped across the face, and then raped by the entire camp before being kept as a pet (not a husband) for sexual relief by the Amazon horde.
Lilim Amazon thinks your naivety is cute and keeps you for herself. She continues to serve the Amazon horde as normal.
You are eventually ransomed / released back into your waifu's care when the Amazons speak with your proper (female) superior about supplies.
Amazon Kikimora handles your delivery, as she was the one who requested the delivery to time with the raid. She also keeps you for herself since you were a good delivery boy.
Now that the Goblin King has passed away, the Goblins are probably looking for a suitable heir to the throne, a new Goblin King.
Would you be that heir?
But I was just asking a legitimate question! I don't want to be part of the horde I want to be a trophy husband! I can cook, clean, and I'm a 25 year old kissless virgin I can be a great trophy husband for your war chief!
I want to go on dates in
I want her help me get over the panic attacks i get when i go to crowded areas!
There are a lot of famous monsters that KC hasn't done yet, but slowly we are getting them. Jiangshi, chaos monsters, kobold, satyros, they'd all been anticipated for quite a while themselves.
>Property of the Amazon horde
Okay, I guess that's fine for now. But I hope they let me go pretty soon, because I really don't want to miss dinner with my Kitsune waifu. She said she's making something special tonight, and warned me not be late again.
First I would need to learn how to do the magic dance.
Only by dancing the magic dance successfully can I hope to win over the shortstack Goblins.
One missed note or step and they'll gang-rape me and kick me out of the labyrinth.
You'll make a great husband to the Amazon Horde's healer when you get back to the main village.
Amazon Unicorn is going to love you.
Btw if you're still here brown edit anon can you brown a unicorn?
Anon, either they gave me back to her or they got fucked up. There's no ransoming a Hellhound's husband.
Seriously though, what kind of supplies do they need? I've got connections.
Also don't consider this part of my questions to them, but did they get wrecked by Krillin?
>he'll do two girls for the one profile
>phoenix starts as cute little loli but slowly turns into a busty Ara Ara Nee-san type
>will work M.Mana in some way, either getting a lot, or running out will trigger her regeneration process
Amazon Lilim would kick your waifu's ass anon.
Also defenseless village Z is a more...modern reference.
Honestly I don't know what you're complaining about, you're the only one who got to go free.
I don't like not being taken seriously as a merchant. I can set up trade routes just as well as that Tanuki asshole who sucks up to our boss.
Fucking Nepotism is what it is, she should have never hired her niece.
Ah, Saitama then.
>Amazon Kikimora handles your delivery, as she was the one who requested the delivery to time with the raid. She also keeps you for herself since you were a good delivery boy.
While I'm flattered, I'm afraid I must decline; I lost service on the way to the delivery site and only got it back when I got there, at which point you all promptly crushed my phone before I could call my uncle back, whose calls I'd apparently missed.
So I gotta go back and tell him I'm alright-
That bald uncle of mine does worry when I go on these long trips...
What if a tanuki entered into a partnership with a medusa and her husband?
She could get the medusa to petrify her husband and turn him into a statue, then sell him as artwork and split the profits.
Then, once the petrification wears off, the medusa's husband can sneak away from his "new owner" and return, only to repeat the process again.
It's the ultimate con.
Amazonian Kikimora does not see your "threat" as valid since you weren't competent enough to say which village your uncle is from.
Amazonian Kikimora is also very thorough and knows that even if you had said you were from "that" village you'd be lying.
Amazonian Kikimora is very good at her jobs.
Late to the party but I'll call out the leader to fight one on one for my freedom and the freedom of the others. And if you dismiss me, I'll call you out on the laws of the jungle and demand a fight!
You get your ass beat.
The Amazonian Fairy mends your wounds and keeps you for herself.
No? What do you think a doujin is? Doujinshi just means "Self-Published" or "Fan Work". Sure porn-comics are the norm, but there's plenty of Non-H ones. Also Doujin Music is a thing.
I want to see it get continued as well.
That's another one to add to the sketch list.
I'm gonna need a bigger list.
If you don't mind me being a nosy faggot, what is on your sketch list?
Because you can't punish statues. I mean, sure they can't move, but they're not exactly feeling eternal pain in there. They might be frozen in stasis or slumber, or considering how the MGE-verse works, experiencing a neverending orgasm while they're turned to stone.
Nothing wrong with asking questions mang, no worries. Focusing on Jabberwock guy's commission so I wont get back to this for a couple more days tho.
-lewd for hyphen
-grapesnake, although i've forgotten the details.
-soviet jinko maid
No promises on the order but this is the gist of it.
Understandable, it is getting cold isn't it?
Which writefriend are you btw? I remember reading the first part but I'm terrible with names.
Some warm hellhound cuddles would be amazing
>Big, red-hot body
>Cozy, fluffy fur
>Huge paws wrapped around me
>Sinking into her soft curves
>Her heartbeat soothing me to sleep
Well, as the guy you originally responded to, I'd say based on personal headcanon that Satyros milk would be
thick, creamy and strongly pungent with almond and chestnut undertones that play across your palate like a fortifying ale.
It'd be an acquired taste for sure, but being as Satyros are girls who probably like to experiment they'd be more than willing to let you use their breast milk as a liquer similar to Bailey's Irish Creamer. Or for nourishment as she nurses you with a handjob before pouring some wine onto your rock hard cock and slurping at it noisily, giving you a smug smile as it collects on your testes and she pops them into her mouth, sucking.
Telling you she wants your creme inside of her.
It's 8 degrees and snowing out (was negative all day), and I've been fighting a cold for over a week (not helped by suffering chronic sinus inflammation)
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So there are girls with the best blowjob, girls with the best handjob, girls with the best tailjob, and girls with the best pussyjob, but is there a girl with the best jobjob? A girl that delivers the pinnacle of erotic employment?
>Satyros milk would be
thick, creamy and strongly pungent with almond and chestnut undertones that play across your palate like a fortifying ale
Delicious. Its sounds like it'd also go well in a nice cup of hot cocoa.
>your Satyros onee-san will never add a secret creme ingredient to your hot chocolate and other things she makes for you
Thanks for linking, and yikes that's rough. Hope you feel better soon dude.
Nah, sorry m8 although she's a cute too. It's Sofia http://imgur.com/a/tJqON (nsfw).
I roll to intimidate by telling them the Confederation of Hathor states will be looking for me as I am a high ranking priest sent on a diplomatic mission to the native tribes of the Steppes and that I demand release.
Failing that I attempt to get the potion of extreme lactation I keep on my person at all times down the throat of my rapist.
I never really die, I type a crapload of the greentext imagine spots here, I just rarely ever get inspired enough to write-write. Satyrs just sparked me playing around with Oni bartenders again.
Keep in mind my idea of headcanon is a little bit off the beaten path because I still enjoy the ideas of
Wights being able to cause immeasurable pleasure with their spoopy claws with soul play
Those Steppe Bandits would never accept your type anon. They're outlaws.
Also they're Amazons anon, they fear nothing. A full camp of Amazons no less.
There's only a Amazonian Werecat anon. I mean technically the Amazonian Cheshire is also there but she's pure Wonderland evil.
Exactly, they care for nothing but money and battle, and as such they could easily be persuaded to 'look elsewhere' for targets to raid, off the top of my head the Sabbath border lands as an example. Of course an organized tribe of warriors would be more expensive of course, but much more effective were they interested.
>Hathorites trying to convince bandits to attack the Sabbath
I see, so you're a villain.
You might want to turn off your name there pal.
That kind of thing isn't looked on kindly unless you're delivering OC.
And even then, it's considered polite to turn it off afterwards.
God, it'd be so comfy. Just imagine cuddling a big, tall hellhound wearing nothing thick weresheep wool sweater.
She could be lying down in bed, and you slide under the covers to join her. Then, you pull up her sweater, slide your face along her abs until you're nestled comfortably between her breasts in your own private world of soft, sleepy wool and softer, warmer hellhound chest. You'd be able to hear her heartbeat easily like that, listening to how comforting it sounds, even as you get the sense of some fiery power driving it, as deep and as vast as an ocean.
You'd never fall asleep more comfortably.
An oppai loli hound would be wonderful too.
You could spoon her under the covers, making her feel just as warm and loved as she makes you feel. You could even tuck your knees up and wrap your legs around her fluffy feet for extra intimacy. But of course, your arms would be wrapped around her, hands lovingly kneading her big, squishy chest.
Her breasts would be like hot water balloons, her nipples the warmest parts of all, the absolute peak of her heat glowing reddish-pink. You'd be sending waves of warmth through her whole body every time you squeezed, stroked or otherwise played with those little nubs on her breasts, and her tail would be wagging furiously against your crotch the whole while.
She's be a little sanctuary of warmth under the covers, for you to treasure and protect.
Well, I wrote a little hellhound thing earlier, but that was just a greentext, and I suppose it had only a small amount of warm, cuddly bits in it.
Come to think of it, it's crazy how I haven't written an actual hellhound story, considering how much I like them.
It's nice to see someone who can love any monstergirl, regardless of type, age or appearance.
>"Amazonian Kikimora does not see your "threat" as valid since you weren't competent enough to say which village your uncle is from."
"Err... that wasn't actually a threa-..."
>"Amazonian Kikimora is also very thorough and knows that even if you had said you were from "that" village you'd be lying."
"Did you just call me a-..."
>"Amazonian Kikimora is very good at her jobs."
And then she pulled out a fucking knife.
"Okay. I'm done."
With a firm swat, the knife is out of her hand and through the wall of her home. And the walls of the hut across the village from her home. And the palisade behind that. And into the woods beyond that, knocking down every tree in it's way.
Also, my wig fell off.
"Tried to be all polite, culturally sensitive and whatnot by not putting up a fuss about the whole 'kidnapping' thing, but you people are just plain rude." I flatly state while picking up my wig and covering up my shiny, bald head, the price you pay for muscle-wizardry and walk right past her. "I'm going home now."
Yeah, I don't have very many preferences.
It would actually be funny to run into a doppelganger because her body would probably be constantly changing to match whatever taste I happened to favor at that second.
Crap, I also forgot about the 4komas involving nyanon's blind shota and guide puppy. Gotta git gud at cute kids first though.
Sorry m8, no idea. If it doesn't come back to me tho I'll try an abossphis.
>no yandere fox goddess will trap you in a mofu cage and rape your mouth with her long tongue
>MGC's version of Barney the dinosaur is an infamous series of 'Shota-breaking' videos found only in the darkest corners of the internet, where young boys are violently raped on a dingy mattress in a poorly basement by a voluptuous older lizard girl and her friends who sing and smile dementedly in the background when it's not their turn.
I've never had honey butter, but that's the second I've seen it mentioned in the thread, presumably both time by you, and it sounds utterly delicious.
Milking an oppai loli hellhound like that sounds like a perfect way to spend a day.
You could have her lay down on her side, all comfortable with one breast squished atop the other. Then, it'd be a simple matter of laying down facing her, using one hand to stroke her ears and relax her, while using the other hand to guide a full, leaking breast to your mouth. Then you could could suck and milk, taste and gulp every drop of warm, rich, sweet and spicy cream that you can tease from her tender breasts. She'd moan and whine, bringing her little paws to her mouth to stifle all the pleasures sound she'd make while you use your fingers, tongue and lips all in succession to drink her bloated breasts dry.
She'd be dripping down there by the time you finished milking the first breast.
And by the time you worked on the second, she'd be orgasming over and over, soaking the bedsheets under her trembling thighs with red-hot sexual fluids. And all the while, she'd be lactating into your eager mouth like crazy, practically spraying her flavoursome, creamy milk onto your tongue.
I don't recall those, so I don't actually know. Do you have them saved, or do you have a link. It's likely someone else did those, but my memory could just be terrible.
Maybe she'd short-circuit and accidentally end up exposing her true form to you.
Barney is a massive slut who wants to fuck some shotas
And when she's wet
She's what we call a massive slutasaurus
Barney's friends are mostly small
They cum from lots of places
After school they come to play
And cry out with lewd faces
Barney shows us lots of things
Like how to play pretend
Doctor, House, and lewd things
Like how to be sex friends
Barney comes to play with us
Whenever we may need her
Barney can be your friend too
If you just make-believe her!
>doppleganger goes on the fritz
>One moment she's a princess-like figure, tall and regal, and the next moment she's a squat, busty shortstack
>A blink of the eye and she's now a flat, but muscular, woman with a great ass before shifting into a fatty with tits that would put a holst to shame.
>She goes through a few more variations before finally being forced into her true form.
>A stammer much like a wendigo on the hunt slips through her lips but a ruffle of the hair lets her know that the Anon is OK with her true form.
And that's how I met their mother.
Lucky for you Matango's aren't allowed into the Amazonian Horde.
Probably be given to the other Amazonian Unicorn.
You know, clear sign of being a weak virgin.
A amazon Titania would comfort them by taking hold of their leash and princess carrying them somewhere quieter to rest and calm down.
After all, it's not right that they're abusing these poor boys. Boys are meant to be protected and loved, which is what big sisters are for.
Since anon choose to speak to no one, he was taken back to the main city of the Amazon Horde.
Since anon was a virgin they'd start with the Unicorns to see if they wanted him or not and move on from there.
>you will never sling the most sickest of memes with a meme cat
Like my favorite meme
having sex with the meme cat
I'd talk with them but it would mostly be boring stuff like what they do, what life is like, the general area and stuff like that.
I'm pretty boring.
Please no, thick, meaty cheshires are dangerous things.
Yeah, sure. I'll write up some warm, cuddly prose, in the morning. Gotta sleep right now, though.
I'm thinking post-workout hellhound would work well here. Maybe with some nice massages to set the mood.
Why? It'll placate her to be thick and meaty. Look at that wock down the street, she's thick and meaty and she stays inside all day. I need to show memecat the consequences of bullying me with her memes. You know what it's like to constantly get memed on and then for her to make her ass appear right in front of my face with her Wonderland magic?
She must learn.
But then she's just going to wear hockey jearseys all day and go without pants while watching shows on the internet for more stuff she can shitpost on your Rapebook about!
Sure, you think that a heftier faggot cat will work at first but then you're just going to find that it's easier for her to pin you down!
Besides, she may be the unfortunate girl that has it go neither top nor bottom but in the middle!
Well then I'll trick that dumb memecat into moving in with me at my house, that way I can keep an eye on her and make sure she can't meme online, specifically meme directly at me! And if she wants to pin me down, she'll have to catch me, which good luck.
>Besides, she may be the unfortunate girl that has it go neither top nor bottom but in the middle!
Perfect, it'll humiliate her, and memecat needs humility.
She'll just pounce on you while she's invisible and plant that meatier behind of hers on you so you can't move!
Even if she's going to be center heavy she'll still have some stuff going elsewhere!
Then she'll just break out a laptop and watch shows with lots of memes you know just so she can repeat them.
>"So, who's the new guy?"
>The Anubis doctor adjusts her glasses and squints at the screen in front of her.
>"Andrew O'Nymas- Just got here yesterday- Kidnapped by shota-slavers at four and forced into the sex trade, as far as we can tell. Really messed him up."
>The Ogre security guard just gives her a look.
>"...How the hell'd he escape?"
>"Nobody knows. He just showed up at a police station last friday after being gone a decade, covered in blood and babbling about a purple dinosaur."
>The guard dignifies that with a low whistle and a twirling of her finger around her ear. The doctor scowls at that, but before she can scold the guard about how they're there to help people like him, the feed to that camera cuts, though they clearly still have audio, because...
>"I love you... you love me..."
>And then the screaming started.
>Finally catching up to the Ogre who went barreling out of the room as soon as she heard that other voice, she finds her standing in the hallway, clutching the shivering teen in her arms and staring into the cell she got him from, looking quite pale.
>Something had gotten into that room. Something that wrote seven angry words over and over again across the walls of his cell in blood.
>"THEY WON'T TAKE WHAT'S MINE FROM ME."
S-She can't pounce on me, and put her fat ass in my face. If she's only wearing Hockey Jerseys, she'd be practically naked, and on me, and that's gross! And she's not using the Laptop while on me right? That's not fair to force me to watch her meme shows. God, why is this fat meme cat such a bully.
Because she loves the faces you make, although she does miss the ability to wear regular pants and shirts, hers either cut into her or hug things a bit too tightly.
If you really want to get to her than there's only two things you can do.
Get her so big that she can't help but feel embarrassed or
get her pregnant so she starts worrying about if she'll be a good mother or not.
Man, stupid fat memecat tricking me into marriage. What kinda pervert loves frustrating and bullying human boys anyways? I'm not even sure which of those two options to do.
Maybe both. I mean, it's not like I like her bullying me or anything.
You're the one I end up having awkward secual fantasies of every morning. Actually that's kind of disturbing now that I think of it.
I'm not joking, every morning it's some variation of a haze of cleaning off a gazer's body with my mouth while she toys with my body and heart.
Should I be concerned?
Well, if you do the first then you would finally get your victory as you watch a lardass of a cheshire lumber about the house, although at this size she's probably pretty depressed.
I mean, she could keep up the jokes and pranks when she had a pot belly but once she started taking up half the couch? Nothing is funny about that.
The jerseys are tight, her underwear is gone and only a bit of her belly and some custom stuff keeps her decent, although she did get the huge T&A she's always wanted out of it.
It would probably be a sad sight to see her frowning and clacking away at the keyboard, not even little jokes or the tamest of memes coming from her because no one would have a cat that big.
If you decide to move on to stage too from there than expect her to hug you with tears in her eyes, vowing to become the perfect wife.
She'd still be a tad mischievous but she wouldn't be a cheshire if she wasn't.
Just..... be careful if you try cowgirl, she's a whole lot of cat now.
Good? She would quickly realize how inadequate I currently am. Seriously would like to at least be presentable as a husband before being trapped. I already practically am a househusband, I at least would like to complete my training with a degree, financing and cooking.
...horrifying as that is, I find myself distracted by "Anubis Doctor".
Seriously, words cannot describe my desire to see an image of an Anubis in a lab coat. Preferably wearing glasses and carrying a clipboard.
Dear diary, today the master gave me an expensive perfume and asked me to wear a little of it when I was working. Just a little, he said, so it wouldn't completely cover my "musk", but would mix with it.
For some time now I've suspected Master Reginald of wrongdoings, but now I'm beginning to fear for myself.
Good night Anons,
take care and don't burn down the thread.
Instead, please take a look at Golemhut.org, it's a fine place to find items for building your own golems, altering existing ones, or buying a prebuilt model, both normal and none standard.
They actually are having a sale on the old Mk. Oppai loli models with cat ears right now.
They may not have the mana efficiency of the newer girls but I hear that these ones have a purring box that adds a physical rumble and not just a noise.
Apparently a weeb friend said I was tsun cause I curse all the time.
Yeah that sounds fun for an mg
>Anon is so fun to tease
>He curses like a sailor but varies his curses like an angry thesaurus
>Plus he's so fun to argue with
>I can argue with him with about everything, and gets SO livid
>I get mad to, but I can't help it
>It's just too fun
Great, now I'm imagining being a Cheshire's tsundere childhood friend.
>"You're so cute when you're angry anon~"
>Meanwhile I'm curled up in a ball blushing like a madman.
>"I'm not fucking cute!"
theres a few packages you can at to one that would make her quite adept at handling business matters such as this.
'Secretary Packages' they are call and, in addition to a new dress code involving skirts and glasses, it will allow her to do your taxes, set up budgets, and deftly handle your scheduling.
It's what she said that stood out to me.
>Giving her perfume
>asking her to not overdo it as to not mess with her 'musk'
Both are traits that have been attributed to the Serial Sniffer. Traits I pointed out in the last thread.
I'm gonna take you down Serial Sniffer!
All the 'kids' shows in Monster Girl City would just be thinly disguised pornography where some Monster Girl /ss/'s a bunch of naive boys each episode. Getting them to touch her 'love tunnel' and such.
All perfectly legal due to the contract their parents signed.
Well, how about if this kitty teaches you the joys of painting?
>implying the girl isn't just another Elf whore, hired for some roleplay
>implying "Master Reginald" even exists
He's playing games with you.
Well that's what happens when the mayor is a Dark Elf and the Commissioner is her boyfriend.
And I've been working this case for longer, but was taken off the case, and was forced into using my vacation time. Which we all know now I'm just using my vacation to find this creep and take him down. Once and for all...
But seriously going to bed, worked 14 hours today and have an eight hour shift tomorrow. Good night fair citizens.
Yes, and tomorrow you will wake up and smell the roses.
Lets play Carcassonne. I love that game. You can rest those enormous udders on the table while we play, they must be heavy, an you haven't grown in strength or stature to accomodate them yet.
No problem m8. You can also ask your favorite artist(s) if they're currently open for commissions. Some people advertise, some don't. It really depends on the artist in question.
I have a flat Oni, that looks scary enough to boss around a bunch of loli Ogres.
Will that do?
>have Lilim waifu
>waifu can make alternate dimensions at will
>create entire pocket universes
>suddenly get the equivalent of the Matrix without the possibility of dying
>videogames are obsolete as you can just live them
>can play P&P RPGs with a true gamemaster that alters reality
>anon can now have his DBZ fights with his waifu and not kill everyone else in the process too
They really don't.
Artist OC Lilims are tame and maybe the one completely vanilla child, but think of the two biggest documented ones: the Queen of Hearts and Deruella.
One has created a land of madness and the other actively plunged an entire kingdom into something straight out of a darker Magic card.
Even with the current demon lord the world is fucked for anyone who actually likes monster girls. Her end game goal is turning all the monster girls into regular old succubutts, love your Jubjub wife and her big fluffy wings? Demon lord doesn't care.
What the world needs is a Lilim to take charge who want to keep monster girls as monster girls.
I want to sit on the sidelines and spout incredibly detailed and overdramatized commentary like Speedwagon, making the battle twice as long as it needs to be!
And DBZ battles are already incredibly drawn out, I'd probably die of old age before it ended.
Zipangu girls are mostly pretty cosplay. The only ones who'd complain are the ones into stuff like Ushis or Oomukades. Pretty much everyone else would actually prefer nip-themed Succubi.
Pretty sure, she plans to defeat the chief god and the chief god's power is the only thing that keeps the monster parts on the monster girls. It has been a while since I read this stuff though so I could be wrong.
>Nekomata losing their ears
>Foxes losing their fluffy tails
Heresy of the highest degree, riots would happen I tell you.
I want to go to Zipangu to see the thick panda girls.
>decide to play pocket-dimension D&D with a group of friends
>Lilim waifu will be the DM
>completely disregards the lore and any sort of logic
>everything is massively outclassing you
>everything wants to rape you
>get a level 999 dragon the size of a building thrown at you at level 1
>end up not playing any D&D at all and just getting raped for 6 hours
I dunno if Lilims would be good gamemasters.
The chief god's influence is what causes some of the old monsters' behavior to remain in them. All that would happen if the chief god got kicked to the curb is that monsters would lose some of their feral instincts to dominate humankind.
>"This campaign is the Lair of the Ushi-Oni. Four adventurers wake up in a dark cave, with no clothes, and no way out, in the distance you hear a terrifying roar."
"Ha, your wife's a bit of a prankster huh Anon? When does the real quest start? I want to slay some Goblins... Anon? You're shaking..."
Wait, you want to humiliate them in a game of baseball? That's just overly convoluted. I'm leaving and I'm taking as many Bats with me as want to cuddle instead of playing baseball.
I want a mist continent doujin now.
Kakuens, Pandas, Hinezumi and at a stretch maybe Jinkos even though they're not region exclusive. KC please, I offer my firstborn's soul.
>start taking it lightly because everything you meet is some monstergirl wanting to have sex
>"Next, the party was given a quest to clear out some caves infested by giant spiders.."
>party can't wait to get raped by some arachnes
>this time they're actually real giant spiders intent on murdering them
You can discuss the lore without necessarily liking it a bunch. I don't care for it myself but that doesn't stop me from pondering the finer points of the universe and discussing implications and such with other anons.
It's the baseline so it's what gets discussed the most. The fact that pretty much every major writefag makes their own canon and tosses out mamanobama should tell you what the main beef with the KC setting is.
Yeah, KC always use that excuse to make them more susceptible to just deserting to the monster faction, but i would think there's more than it, wouldn't they have more, i dunno, human pride?
I'm sure most people here, if not all, have their own headcannon, KC's lore may be good in some ways but utter shit in some others, people around here just use it in arguments because they don't really have anything else to grasp on when telling others how shitty their tastes are.
I mean, they all hate KC's way of doing certain things, but try to say something like "dom hellhounds" and you will see how everybody and their mothers jump on to defend their tastes argumenting KC's almighty setting.
>"A-Anon, this isn't funny anymore! Tell your wife to stop! ...Anon?"
>Sitting there with your head in your hands, you look up
>"You don't get it. She's too into it now. She gets carried away and it doesn't stop until she's bored. Do you know what happened the first time we did this? Do you?!"
>"What the fuck are you talking about, Anon?"
>"I died! She got carried away and I died here!"
>"Then how the fuck are you sitting here talking to us?"
>"She was able to revive me because we're connected. But you guys... Oh, god..."
I like the visual designs, that's about it. The whole thing with the war is retarded, partly because the thing is so one sided it has no reason to still exist, partly because paladins wouldn't exist or be murdered by humans real quick (imagine you finally find the waifu of your life and she gets murdered by some religious fanatics that go around doing that constantly, now imagine how long it takes before these people get torn apart in the streets), partly because it's a fucking monstergirl setting I don't need fucking politics and other stupid shit in it.
Oh and every monstergirl has this stupid pleasure bullshit. Apparently every single one has something that makes you feel ultimate pleasure or some retarded shit like that. You see it's not electricity, it's PLEASURE electricity! Even though electricity can be used for the sake of sex in plenty of creative ways, but no it has to be "she tuch u ur dik cum many cums".
I may not like everything he comes up with, but like it fair enough to appreciate the better points and not bother with local's good old tradition of scolding it. I don't usually engage in discussing it either, though.
I wouldn't say a D&D book, those things are like rule books, in here we ignore KC for the most part, at least when it comes about MGs behaviours and what can we do in the MG universe.
>The party's in a rough way.
>The Paladin is horrified at his own wife's deeds.
>The Cleric has been completely silent since learning the true depth of the shit they're in.
>The Elf Archer is sobbing uncontrollably.
>Fighter's grinning like a lunatic.
>He's the only one who's having a good time.