In which we praise our Dragon Mistresses.
Monster Girl Collections: http://pastebin.com/UevqvF4h
First for the horrors of war.
I want to make a loving family with a crow tengu!
Which monster would you assist in conquering the sandbox at a kindergarten??
>Not taking advantage of your sewer-dwelling nature to save the Mayor's baby and show the world that even weirdos like you who don't like tailpussy can still be kind caring members of society
I don't want to get on Hellpup's bad side. Or she'll give me a wedgie.
> I don't think I could handle monster girls.
Neither do I, that's the point.
You get tossed into a chaotic milieu of sex, aggression, and tailpussy as your life spirals out of control around you. You don't know how to handle it; you can't handle it; the dice get cast and they fall where they may.
Losing control is part of the appeal. To me anyway.
But its not. I have the dream, remember it then sometime later, usually like weeks or even months later, that exact scenario happens down to every last detail. I know other people who have had the same thing happen to them too.
>You figure it's something she has to control consciously to actually form clothes and different types of cages from
>Shrugging, you princess carry her around her home, checking every room for the ever elusive bathroom.
>The place is well kept, large and very very gothic, with spacious rooms secreted throughout. Everything has spikes and columns, and her grand-father clock looks like a smaller, woodier cathedral.
>"So? Where is the shower?"
>'Mmh, up the stairs, to the right."
>You plod along, feeling the tips of the girl's almost obscenely long white hair brushing against your calves as you carry her.
>You come to the room she pointed out and open the door, putting the girl back on her feet
>You expect a little bathroom, maybe a little fancy. What you open up to is more of an indoor pool. It's a massive bath with vents all over the place
>"Mmmh." She slips into the water and crystals based at particular positions about the bath begin to glow red.
>"Wow, magic?" You slip into the waters next to her
>"It's an old bath. the whole house is old, really. An uh... you know, it could also be yours... if you want."
>You wrap an arm around her and pull her into a hug, before kissing the top of her head
>"I'll think about it."
>There's a ledge in the deep bath, and you sit on it, taking her with you, and placing her in your lap
>"Want to... try it out? I kind of already know what the inside of your place is like. We could live together? For a bit?"
>You chuckle, "I don't know how long you've been looking at me, but I met you just a night ago. Lets take it easy. I mean, that said... Feel free to crash at mine some of the time. And I guess I could stay here, but I don't really know where here is. You went and got me lost, remember?"
>She wiggles her round rump into your bare crotch, "And how to you like being lost?"
>You kiss her collarbone, and nibble at her throat as you massage her hips and belly in the warm, now-soapy waters
Every MG needs to know about the horrors of war.
>Who is this alp?
Ayxect, the protagonist of Succubus Quest 2, a battlefuck game where you fight monster girls in dreamland with sexual techniques and defeat them by making them orgasm.
fakefinal boss, by the way.
>The Holy City had fallen
>But he stood his ground where others failed
>One very oiled up Manticore's lovebulb
>Orlando Bloom stars in the most epic shitty story of our time
>Kingdom of Whelps
I think someone tried, I wasn't able to get it to work. Not to mention after the game was completed, fans got a hold of it and added tons of new shit(pic related). I have no idea how up to date said translation is.
From enjoyable anal sex with your monsterfu, to getting your hand unstuck from the pringles can, to even a simple massage.
Anubis Butter can do it all, and for the low low price of $15.99!
Order now and you'll get a second tub for free, as well as a spraycan of Fairy Dust to make that special night into a funky night! That's a $79.99 offer, for only $15.99!
>Bunch of slack jawed pussy faggots.
Not like me. I'm a god damned sexual tyrannosaurus
What happens in country of Tailpussies?
What can a man expect, should he elect to visit or even immigrate?
I like to imagine they'd catch him, tie him down, and do gentle, loving rape to teach him that there's nothing bad about a girl being interested in him. In fact it can really be exceptionally pleasant.
I take it that means you're pretty open about shooting with a Manticore.
Considering how little femdom porn there is, and how shitty it all is, I would love to watch that.
Or rather, I wouldn't need to watch it - I could just pop down to the local pub and have three different Manticores trying to unzip my pants with their tails.
Would you a Krampus?
Jealous dereyanderes, man.
Big baths are olev.
>"I don't mind it one bit, honestly, but" a little bit of seriousness bleeds into your tone, "I can't be lost forever."
>She turns in place, and faces you, straddling you now rather than sitting on your lap.
>A small tongue of fire flicks off her shoulder, and she pouts, but something in the back of your mind tells you you're close to treading into precarious ground
>"And why not? What's so wrong with it? Why can't you just stay with me?! Don't Yo-"
>You seal her tirade with a kiss before she can continue further down that path
>"How old are you?"
>"How old are you?"
>"F-Four hundred... I think?"
>"I'm twenty one. The way you think, and the way I think, are very different. Maybe you've seen as much as you want to see. Maybe you just want some one to call home, you want it as soon as possible and you can't wait to have it, but these things take time, right?"
>You catch her eyes. Sapphires of yearning and loneliness stare back into you, and you smile, "I know where you were going with that. And just because I'm not ready to pack my bags and leave with you into eternity doesn't mean I don't like you, okay?"
>She's silent a moment. "Sorry, I... lost it for a moment there. I understand it's not the same for you as it is for me, I'm just... scared of being alone any longer."
>Even though, with so little of her metal cage being used, she's quite buxom and curvy
>Even though she even eclipses you in height by a few inches as she is
>Even though she sits upon you and looks down, shapely breasts swaying with her slight breasts, commanding your field of vision
>She looks so very small.
>You bury your face into her chest, "Don't be. I'm here, for now, and I see no reason to leave. I mean, leave as in, for good, like, I still need to get home a-"
>She cuts you off with a kiss and a giggle, "I get what you mean."
>Porn staring Mantids
>Shot mostly like a horror film
>Except that in the end, instead of being slashed to death, just the guys clothes get slashed
>And then he gets fucked by a horny, determined "Rapist".
Would you star in an MGC Porno?
Would you do so knowing it's a one-off hook-up for singles, and you'll likely wind up husbando'd by your co-star?
Would you do so if you got your pick of prospective films?
Would you show your porno to your children someday, just to mess with them? Would you do so in a sneaky way, so that they get into it first, before realizing who's in it?
>Those clever "velociraptors" are a constant thorn in your side, harassing the guests by slipping into places they shouldn't be
>They're so darn cute everyone forgives them for it anyway
No, there are plenty of better ways to meet your waifu. Why do a one shot porno to meet your waifu when you could take a one time vacation to a hot springs or a maid cafe or something and meet your waifu?
I would act in a porn series called "Tales from the Crypt". In which I wear a stereotypical letterman jacket, talk in 50's lingo and try to cut through a graveyard at night, only to be set upon by a pack of Ghoul Girls. Who then ravish me.
The sequels follow a similar premise, but with a different Undead Girl or Girls each time.
Do you get to pick who you'll be starring with?
You've got good taste anon.
That sounds sublime.
No. You just get to hear the title of prospective films in development. You have to guess what MG will be your co-star (And likely future waifu) based on that.
They're all extremely obvious puns, so you shouldn't have too hard a time.
>Hot Spring "Aide" route
You've got the right idea anon.
>One time vacation
Why not go back for your anniversary?
You are now the Producer for the MGE Idol project.
It is your job to form groups to sing together, their style, and their name.
What do you have in mind?
Hoping we can get some drawfags
I like predator girls. Their face is too inhuman to be appropriate for the thread or interest most here though. But still they are hot. Silly vanilla fags think manticore is an apex sexual predator. Yautja will claim her tail pussy as a trophy and show her how to truely dom a human.
> "Clumsy Little Sister 4"
"It's time for another installment of everyone's favourite lil' Alice, Chloe Stockings. In this two-disk box set Chloe accidentally erases her big brother's porn collection! But a brutal irrumation isn't enough to settle this sibling rivalry, as onee-chan pulls out a camera and decides to make some new films of his own!"
> "Pet the Tsurupettan, Volume XXV"
"The Sabbath favourite, Tsurupettan XXV is the raunchiest flat-chested grope-fest yet! Watch witches, familiars, and baphomets squirm as their much older companions' busy hands rove ev-ery-where!"
> "Did You Put Dormouse Molasses In My Tea? 2"
"Hot on the heels of last year's smash-hit sensation, see more rowdy monstergirls get taken down a peg and turned into sleep-molested cumdumps! We've got onis, dark elves, and even a manticore! Watch their secret, depraved sub dreams come true - literally! Viewers at home certainly won't be sleeping through this one!"
I would be interested in this as well. I doubt what you specifically asked for exists at the moment, but i'm sure there are robot girl pics with high tech onahole tentacles somewhere.
Wolf it Down 19
Tailpussyspin 0: The rapening
Scorpio 3: the Mane Event (technically part of a girtablilu series, but this one stars manticores)
Dog Days 11
Rat Pack 7 ( a series in which a bunch of werewolves and large mice invade a fraternity)
That's all I got
Give me wurms or give me death! I wish to start a glorious new wurm-based civilization! Scientist wurms will advance hand in hand with their less intelligent brethren to start a glorious new age of wurms!
It will be like in idiocracy where scientific progress comes to a halt because everyone with an above average IQ dedicates their lives to making their penises larger. Or their husbando's in this case.
>Pick up a porno with a curious title
>Three hours of the hottest ghost blowjobs, ghost titjobs, and raw ghost sex
>Sounds hot, don't notice fine print
>*dvd may be haunted
>"Tumble in the Jungle XIII"
"Don't miss out on the next thrilling installment of explorer Dick Johnson on his trek through the jungles of the amazon. Watch as he is assaulted by native tribeswomen, along with the local flora and fauna!"
>"Down on the Farm XXI"
"Join farmer Big "Brawly" Michaels as he goes about another day of work on his farm. Activities range all the way from milking the Holstaurus to dealing with a flock of freshly sheared sheep girls, ending with Michaels finishing off the day by rewarding the farm dog with a nice hard bone!
>"The Three Slutsketeers!"
"Join the three Dhampir slutsketeers as they travel across the land with their human friend and 'companion' to bring an end to the reign of the evil Vampire aristocracy, discovering a hunger within them that could jeopardize their entire mission, along with the life of their friend!"
>>"The Three Slutsketeers!"
>"Join the three Dhampir slutsketeers as they travel across the land with their human friend and 'companion' to bring an end to the reign of the evil Vampire aristocracy, discovering a hunger within them that could jeopardize their entire mission, along with the life of their friend!"
I'd watch it.
Fucking Krampus, man. Always showing up when they aren't wanted.
I know that deal would have had Brimstone, Abaddon and the Pact if you weren't there. Also, yes I would.
Oh god. She is so good.
Sounds good to me, man.
It's organized and complete, but I only keep track of my waifu.
5.7 gigs, of which 1.6 gigs is doujin and the rest are images grouped into folders, including independent folders for 3 different kinds of holst, and my personal favourite, "Froggirls"
Currently 2.56 gigs.
Beyond the folders for specific species, I have folders dedicated to monstergirls from certain series, and monstergirls from the MGE. An obvious exception is the Zelda folder of course.
Oh no the princess has been cursed and turned into a froggirl until she receives a kiss of true love! Don't worry tho, if you cross your fingers when you kiss her it won't break the curse, but make it permanent.
I see your bapho bullying and raise you this
Anon the only thing I know for real is that I love my waifu, and reality is merely a backdrop to create the setting for our adoration of each other
It's not a fucking cat dick if it's edited out don't call it a cat dick do you know how much it fucking hurts seeing your waifu have to suck off a furry
I save everything Jabberwock related, thanks for making the greentexts!
> Fairies assume s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g magic works like it does back home
> It doesn't
We would get imbued with more power than we could understand. We would be like gods compared to our former selves. We'd all have nine inch dicks and shoot cum like an automatic pistol.
>Alternately, humans go through the portal to their world instead of the other way around
>So much magic in the air it's almost toxic
>The gravity's slightly off
>It's like going from Krypton to Earth and getting Superman powers (That needs to be studied because humans don't know jack about magic) but the air is toxic like it was all Kryptonite dust
Spinning them would still be a bitch, it's only holding them that would get easy.
>Come across tiny wittle space suit with a big ass scythe
>It swings with like a ten second windup for a slow slash that's easy to parry
>Baphomet's helmet slowly fills with saltwater
>"Hahaha! You will never escape me, Anon! This planet is 1/10th the gravity of my home planet."
"Good thing I've been training on a planet with 100x the gravity here."
>Proceed to beat up monster girls effortlessly
Mate without training you'll pass out in seconds at 5-6g. Ten-freaking-Gs is something only trained astronauts/fighter pilots with proper training can endure in G-suits for very short amounts of time.
Nah, I straight up disregard the artists intentions in a lot of cases. Its not attached to anything overly visible, and as such is fine. The fuck do I care if some faggot was trolling, if we got something usable out of it?
>Fighting Mamono is easy because their not used to our gravity
>Baphomets can barely carry their scythes, let alone use them
>Oni's can still use their clubs and such, but there's a VERY long windup
>Magic users are permanently debuffed, so no worries about a Lich using resurrect and creating an army or some other magic used going all UBW
>Hypnotic magic doesn't work anymore
>Somehow aphrodisiacs still do what's intended
>Ushi Oni can barely move due to their
I prefer my lolis pudgy.
If gravity was less than earth, they'd all be tall and willowy and high elf looking. And that would be like mars gravity levels.
At more than earth, they'd be super compact with ultra thick limbs. Think the elephant man except two feet tall. At three times Earth's gravity, you'd pass the point where trees can grow.
Since they have the same relative humanoid proportions as humans, their world has to have gravity within about 20% on either side of ours.
I dunno. I'd be cool with lolis being physically powerful if they at least don't look the part. You know?
A cute, pudgy looking devil doing a haymaker on a meteor, batting it back into the atmosphere, etc.
>Magic users are permanently debuffed, so no worries about a Lich using resurrect and creating an army or some other magic used going all UBW
I would still love a Lich, even if she couldn't create an army of the undead.
What the fuck is Suu doing in the bottom-right panel?
I want to spoil a devil pudgy, doing all the chores and cooking while not letting her do a thing
>But Oniichan, I'm the one who is supposed to -
>Hush, have a plate of cookies and some milk while I throw on a movie
>Calm now, she twists around again, and sits in your lap, resting her head under your chin
>"Can I be selfish though? And ask you to stay with me just a little longer?"
>You hug her, "Sure."
>Silent minutes pass, the two of you lost in thought.
>You focus on her. Her sensations. The was she feels being held to your breast
>"Um... Hey. Can I say something dumb?"
>"What? Sure, by all means."
>A funny little smile plays across her lips, and she looks around the room as if she were being spied upon
>Even still, she buries her face behind her hair and into your chest before she says it
>"Ehehe, I feel... With you I feel like my heart might just start beating again, at any moment. Silly... right?"
>A warmth unrelated to the bath spreads through your chest, "Nah. That's... not silly at all."
>You lean back up against the edge of the bath, and gently pat her head where it's resting against your chest.
>It isn't until your toes start to go wrinkly that the two of you decide to get out of the, some how, still warm bath, and get dressed.
>The two of you laugh and flirt as you prepare to leave, and the sun sets as you walk through the front door.
>"Perfect. I know a nice little restaurant near here." She holds her hand out to you, the frilly dress she's now wearing fluttering in the afternoon breeze, the orange glow of the falling sun shining behind her nigh translucent hair, framing her beautiful smile, "Shall we?"
>You take her hand in yours, slipping your fingers inbetween hers.
>She giggles, giddy and turns on her heel, dress flapping as she tugs you out onto the street
>"Where is it?"
>"Don't worry. I'll guide you."
>"Because that worked so well last time."
>She turns back and pokes her tongue out at you, "I got you to where you wanted to go, didn't I?"
>"Hah... I guess I can't argue."
>"Truuust me. It isn't far."
>Bapho who's been living in your house for a while now after declaring you as her onii-chan decides to take up your offer of sparring after you called her bluff
>She's super smug. Really smug. She's practically ripping her face in half with that smirk
>She's boasting about how she'll win. That she's over a billion years old. That she's the queen of CQC and swordplay (Her favourite being a cythe, which isn't a sword but she doesn't care since her enemies die the same way)
>She's practically radiating confidence
>Anon tell her ladies first
>She gives the biggest shit eating grin this side of Side 3
>And she rushes at you, her little legs running across the floor
>And she coks her right fist back
>She even names the punch. Gigaton Bone Breakah or something
>And it hits
>It hits so hard
>So very hard
>That it feels like she she just flicked you in the ear
>She stands there. Baffled. Confused. Shocked
>Anon was supposed to be flying across the world at Mach20
>Or be nothing but unidentifiable matter
>But no. Instead he just stood there
>So she jumped back. Maybe she didn't do it right
>She charged at him again, this time leaming in the air at 2 meters
>Flying Rib Crusher she called it
>But her little foot hit him square in the chest but did no damage
>Anon yawned and walked off. But she wasn't done
>Over the course of the day she kept going at him with moves
>Mach 10 Uppercut
>All the way until night time (her bed time to be specific)
>And even as she layed in bed, breathing heavily as her Onii-chan tucked her in like a good big brother, she gave him a look
>"Onii-chan, are you hacking?"
>"Nah, I'm just the final boss t'is all."
>and as he gave her a kiss on the forehead and left the room, turning off the lights behind him, she pouted
>Somehow, she actually believed him
>Anon groaned. That kick into his arm actually hurts
In return, if we step into their world, the magic-saturated air, which is incompatible with our bodies, would probably corrode our "empty" magicless bodies, giving us an unbearable intense burning sensation in our lungs/skin/eyes like Mustard gas, as we're not adapted to the completely alien unknown environment
and because the reality-bending ever-present universal drug that is magic shouldn't fucking exist.
>MGs gather around the portal to welcome the first Earthling into their homeworld
>He hits the deck the moment he steps through and dies an agonizing screaming death right in front of them
>MG's and humans declare war on each other because both sides of the portal lead to death
>But no one goes through the portal to fight
>So they stay on each side and wait for the enemy to come to them
>Mamono don't want to go through the portal because they basically lose all their powers or die
>Humans don't want to go through the mortal because magic and the air is toxic
>War is resolved in a matter of minutes because it was stupid to even declare war in the first place
I want to play God and create the perfect monstergirl waifu. I want to give her power beyond even the strongest of monster girls then emotionally starve her so she goes on a rampage and becomes a villain, only to have a true hero realize that he has to beat her by winning her heart.
Finally have an update again. Wasn't happy with it for a while but editing does wonders for confidence and straightening. Plot and progress over smut for now, but it gets things rolling.
Dhampir Chapter 7 - A Bitter Taste: http://pastebin.com/z7uTEmep
A common misconception is that infrared is red light however infrared is more of a type of pink and does not meet the criteria to move three times faster than the speed of light.
>massive drama queen who started the whole tripfag circlejerking in these threads and ended up getting them kicked off /a/
You know what isn't nice? People like you who pretend everything's hunky dory when it isn't
>massive drama queen who started the whole tripfag circlejerking in these threads and ended up getting them kicked off /a/
That's not how it happened at all. In fact he was dead right about the mod starting shit to get us kicked here. We have the leaked mod logs from late-2014 as proof.
Those aren't mod logs. Don't forget about his first conniption fit that led to LDR stepping in with a pastebin/blog and then the /pol/ack's IRC channel.
Then things supposedly smoothed over, only to have ELH's autism overload yet again to which point LDR went his separate way.
>Scientists create spaceships and ways to colonize planets like Mars and the Moon
>But Hathor be damned, the conundrum of hyperspace travel is something fierce
>I mean, they have the speed to reach planets in what would be 10 hours to 5
>But god damn, how, in this vast universe of space, can you achieve a relative speed in which could transport a being across the galaxy in record time
>How can you create a hyperspace drive?
>How can you go from Earth to Jupiter in minutes, or even seconds?
>"Doctor Wurmdrum, you seem to be in deep thought. Do you by chance have an idea
>Doctor Wurmstrum pndured for a minute
>But it dawns on her like the majestic like of ra's sunshine
>"What if we just paint all the ships red? It'll make us go 3 times the speed!"
>The scientists whisper amongst each other. The Russian Jinko who looks more brawn than brains. The Japanese Kitsune who thinks she's all that, even though she gets fur on everything. The French Wight that could charm you with her looks and her brains
>"Ms. Wurmstrum, have you been watching Gundam again?"
>Her cheeks flush
>"N-No! I-Maybe. Well, I did marathon it yesterday.."
>"Doctor Wurmstrum, Gundam is fiction. I mean, painting something red? That's just-"
>"It could work!"
>"If Char can go 3 times faster by painting something red, than so can our ships!"
>"Mon chéri, thee Gundam is.. Is the fiction! Peinture quelque chose de rouge won't actually work!"
>"The Russians like red, and they're fast!"
>"She wears a red strip suit when she comes to work! She's always the first one here! COME ON!"
>"That's because she's a Jinko!"
>This argument went on for ages on end. Wurmstrum was deemed mad and kicked from the scientific circle
>But she was certain. She knew it had to be the paint
>And eventually, she proved to everyone it was the paint. For she was the first to reach Jupiter
>And the one who invented Wurmholes
>massive drama queen who started the whole tripfag circlejerking in these threads and ended up getting them kicked off /a/
Tripfag circlejerking wasn't what got us kicked off of /a/ though, it was the rogue mod saying that we did not meet /a/'s high posting standards
>not wanting the cutest punmaster in these threads.
So how do your parents react to your Monster Waifu? How does she react to them? Things to consider are
>What species she is
>Her personality and beliefs
>Her age difference between you, be it younger/older if any
>How big (Or small) she is, especially compared to you
Well she's a Dhampir so her personality and beliefs would most likely be close to mine with a tinge or whatever time she was born in.
Our age difference is what you would expect from the living dead
She's normal looking aside from her eyes and fangs, but those can easily be explained or covered up.
>Giiiiirl, if you could see my hubby's face last night. I had a hot bath and a seven cheese, meat, and sauces lasagna waiting for him, along with his favorite DVD. He was so charged up he raped me right there at the house's entrance, gave the neighbors quite a show".
>"Child please, talk to me when you have a sit down with your husband's boss and negotiate so that he can take a year off of work, PAID. TIME. OFF".
>They look at your waifu expectantly
>"Well, my husband prefers to take care of me."
>"Do tell. Is he good at playing the tongue zylophone?"
"NO, I mean, HE takes care of ME."
>"He cooks, he cleans, and gives me sweets, he never lets me do anything."
>"But you at least suck his dick every morning and night, right?"
>"Actually... he prefers to cuddle me. Whenever I try something he says I don't have to push myself. We only do it with the lights off, under the covers, twice a week, when he feels it "special"
>Cue Devil waifu holding on to her friend's tails to keep them from storming the office and kicking your sit in
Don't need to worry about that, seeing as
my parents are deadFor the sake of argument, though...
I don't foresee any potential issues in terms of personality and believes. They should get along just fine...as long as she doesn't insist on providing her own special cream for the family coffee. I would have to keep her away from my cousin, though; he has a tendency to mistake attention for affection.
>and she doesn't abuse you it's fine
You'd tell them that she doesn't abuse you at all right?
I mean, you know what the punishment would be, and do you really want to explain why you tripped down the stairs like the clumsy slut you are?
My dad would probably be weirded out with me bringing home a magical flying hermit crow-woman, buy my mom would be more open to the idea. But at least they won't be able to complain about me not getting out anymore.
>The two of you walk together, you taking the side by the road. You watch as various undeads, mostly couples, begin to fill into the street, their time beginning as the sun falls.
>She surveys the couples somewhat suspiciously, and clings to you tighter, what went from simply holding hands quickly turns to full on wrapped about your arm
>A Wight saunters past, and winks mischievously at you
>You ignore her for the most part, eyes only barely flicking towards her bust, but the Wisp bristles notably.
>As though is were some kind of competition, she straightens her back, adds more swing to her hips as she walks, and her dress shifts, growing tighter, and more revealing. Her hips and bust expand until she's turning the heads of even the female monstergirls, simply oozing sexual allure
>"... What are you doing?"
>She jumps, "E-Eh? N-Nothing..." She almost visibly deflates, and continues walking next to you.
>It isn't too long before she's led you to a nice looking restaurant, which feels a bit more like a cafe.
>A Ghost phases up through the floor
>"It's wonderful to see you again miss. The usual?"
>"Fufu, this time it's a table for two!" She grins smugly, and the ghost puts a hand to her cheek, her eyes flicking over you
>"Ara, that so? Right this way then"
>As you walk through the customers to the table, you begin to hear whispers
>Indistinct first, they become snider and more vile the more people you pass
>'Looks like she finally managed to trick a guy into going for her'
>She colours in shame
>And she shrinks
>'He's kind of cute though'
>'She doesn't deserve him.'
>A brown girl in a golden dress stands up, departing from her table of a few women wrapped in bandages, and some kind of wolfgirl
>Regal and grand, she walks up to the two of you
>"The unloved should know their place."
>She turns to you, and flashes a pretty smile, "Now why don't you come with me, child. I'll show you a world of pleasure you'd have never dreamed of."
Well considering the large population of people from the same state as me here and their tastes I doubt my parents would be surprised about cow-girls suddenly popping up all over the place here and getting married quickly. Plus my parents are cool and really just care that I'm happy and able to actually take care of shit.
I'd honestly not give a shit about a lot of stuff but God help her if she messes with my food or my laptop.
That is how she ends up bound to the bed while I load up on manticore venom and pop a raging mushroom
Before breaking out some other "toys" I have.
Hey, she's gonna get impregnated and nice and soft for cuddling. She is meant to be spoiled, not worked like a dog.
My parents wouldnt be very happy about me having an MG waifu in general
My dad would probably be weirded out by it and probably not like it, but I think he'd be accepting of it
But my mom? lolno
She studied theology in college and believes that Israel is a totally innocent country surrounded by crazy muslims sent by Satan, and that Obama is either secretly a Muslim trying to destroy America or the Anti-Christ
She would probably think she was Satanic or beastiality or something
I would honestly try to hold off the meeting as long as possible
Oh the joys of having Fundamentalist parents
>This is Tia.
>She is a well mannered girl in high school. Sometimes, she visits Patty's Garden and helps her in her garden. Despite being a Troll, Patty is like a second mother to the young Wurm. For a dragon, she is surprisingly gentle with the plants and flowers she cares for.
>Recently, she's taken a strong liking to gardening. She especially loves helping the troll grow her herbs, from basil to rosemary to chamomile. During her free time, she often even talks to the plants, since she heard it promotes better growth.
>However, her teachers are often concerned as to whether or not she's making many friends... Would you?
God dammit Anon that's what mine would say too.
My own dad would probably be disappointing I didn't go after something like a holsty or the
Puerto Ricandark priest down the street.
Crow tengus are purest love.
would I what? continue to ignore her? yes. The reason is simple : she obviously doesn't care about me, so why would I care about her? Plus, I really don't have the patience for stupid people. Like, it really frustrates me how... frustrated I get when someone doesn't pick something up as quickly as I do. It's something I'm a bit ashamed of myself for experiencing.
>"It's nothing like the palaces I own, but I do own the penthouse of the best hotel within the area. Do cum, and we can explore...much more there."
>She extends a gilded hand.
>The woman is stunningly beautiful. Wealth itself bows to her
>You look to the sad lonely girl you came in with
>So quiet you almost think you imagined it, but she turns away from you. "It's okay. You can go with her."
>It's not much of a question really. You know this girl's type. The prestigious Pharaoh, a god incarnate. No doubt she could buy out this restaurant and its entire chain, hundreds of times, and it would be no more than droping a dime into the well for her.
>And that isn't even to speak of her untold wealth of beauty and youth
>You consider the Wisp you came in with. Her house is nice, but it's not THAT Great. She'll well off, but she is no God-King
>Her eyes are shadowed, her skin the blue tinge of death, small, jealous flames flicker within her, and she hasn't the power of affluence to command legions
>The answer is clear to every one there
>Painfully clear to her aswell
>You grab her hand as she begins to walk away, and pull her back to you, spinning her as you do
>And before every one there, you steal her lips
>Long and deep do you kiss her, tongue claiming her mouth
>So passionately do you force her that she begins to visibly struggle for breath, eyes wide, frightened like a rabbit, but you don't let up even when she begins to squirm beat softly on your chest
>You only let up when she goes slack in your grip, and a trail of saliva links your lips as you pull away. She looks dazed and her chest heaves as she sucks in the breath you stole from her
>She looks surprised, but more than that she looks happy, ecstatic.
>The Pharaoh looks affronted and insulted, but you ignore her, and turn to the blushing ghost, and smile disarmingly, "Unless you plan for us to eat right here, our table please."
>"O-Of course. Right this way."
Well, I'm a slut that hasn't decided on/found a waifu. I only have my mom to worry about, but knowing her it'd probably come down to how monstrous they look, so I can group a few favorites.
>Succubus (not blueberry)
"He finally got a girlfriend... I mean nice to meet you!"
Typical cordiality, but she'd probably find something to dislike them for as soon as they do anything remotely wrong and hold it against them forever. She'd also have a discussion with me privately about how she always knew those internets would make me a pervert.
She wasn't wrong.
Do Kikimora have bird legs? If so we can put them in category two, if not probably category one. This one probably has the least chance of slipping up though, so there's that.
For some anons, bringing home their waifu would also be revealing that they are lolicons. I think my parents would be more upset that I am dating an alice than if i were dating an arachne or some other horrifying abomination.
Yeah. You guys seemed to like it enough last time to think it worth a paste, so any more work I do on this will be updated to the bin too.
I don't even know man, but you're probably aren't alone.
>You tug the Wisp by the hand and it isn't until the two of you are seated that she regains the presence of mind to speak again
>"Why did you do that?"
>"You didn't want me to?"
>"No, I.. I mean yes but... Why me?"
>You shrug. "I don't know what you're talking about. It's not like there was much of a choice. One was some stranger I'd never met before and the other one was my girlfriend. Seemed clear to me."
>"Oh. Of course..."
>"W-Wait! Girlfriend?! S-since when?"
>"I decided it just now. I trust you don't mind?"
>"I N-no, I... Not at all" It's clear that her mind is struggling to process it, though so you give her a moment to think it through.
>The ghost pops up from behind a wall, startling the Wisp
>"Congratulations. So? What do the pair of you order?"
>You make your orders, and the ghost floats away.
>"...Pair, is it?"
>The realization sets in, as does a smile you know you'll never slip from her lips. Not for a while anyway
>It's kinda goofy looking
>A kinda childish
>Kinda big and dumb
>But it's probably the most heartfelt genuine smile she's ever had
>You find yourself smiling too.
I think this is a cool place to end it. I mean let me know if you want it continued, I'm not opposed to writing more now, it's just that this feel like a pretty natural place to end this batch.
So, what do you anons think of the fact that the first and foremost "Waifu" for Bloodborne is, of all things, a Living Doll? That someone even encourages you to "Use", should you desire...
>Someone else who loves Nightmare
Good taste anon. Good taste.
Well, my mom's dead, and I loath communicating with my dad, so...I'd hope that the Aunts I'm close with would like her at least. They're pretty open minded people, despite being somewhat advanced in age.
Cool. I'll probably write more Greyguard and Scylla, before I get back to this, but at some point I'll continue it. And then maybe once I'm done, I'll do the same thing as I did with CC Devil and redo it all in prose, but no promises of course, there's probably a lot of shit to come before it.
Really? I thought about about going back to it, but I didn't think there was much interest, I have other stuff to write, and honestly I'm not a very good SoL writer, and that story is kind of dead-endy. It would just be the adventures of Out-of-time-kun and his modern waifu, which I'm not confident I could do justice to.
Well it's not like he can get married to stop the puns, that'd just be putting the cart before the horse, though I'm sure your wife would chomp at the bit to do so. Maybe a nice talk would get his dad to
stable the jokes.
I think it's more what he can bear or not anon.
He can stand his parents disapproving of him fucking "Horse Pussy".
What he can't stand is them mocking him about it with awful puns.
Well even if he does have a few missteps he just has to get back in the saddle, provided of course that he can keep up with the canter of life, which should be easy if he keeps his mane goals in mind.
You can go a long way with what is effectively time travel, though. In particular, there's a pretty great opportunity around the MC being older than his undead waifu. You have a lot of other stories running at once, but you seem to write as fast as a typewriter falling down an escalator, so it seems to balance out. I'd like to see an expansion on it. If nothing else, you write undead well.
I'm liking it so far. Thanks for giving us some good Wisp writing.
I can't see them really caring all that much, as long as I like her. It might depend on her body type. As for how she would react... well, I don't think it would be bad.
Anon please, you're going to make me horse with laughter. I'm sure your waifu and father would be hot to trot once they got used to each other and he understood her boundaries. Just coral your annoyance in the mean time.
No problem. I really like this girl, so it was fun, glad you liked it.
I don't think I write that fast, but I get what you're saying. I think it more relies on what I'm inspired to do next, but I'll keep in mind that there are people looking forward to it, because it's not like I'm opposed to writing about it. And it's a more lighthearted story as compared to, say, murderfishes and insane dudes murdering pregnant women. Undead is best, too, so there's that.
Speaking of, I should probably do more incubus.
>Yet another unfinished story
I gotta stop.
Uh, yeah, but not any time soon simply because I've got nothing planned for it. I write much better and faster when I actually have an idea in mind.
Which is why It's so easy for me to keep returning to Greyguard. Otherwise it's like dragging an anchor through mountains, where I spout bullshit on the spot and try my best to make it make sense and look pretty. I'm a pretty whimsical writer, so I start things on the moment without thinking it through, and I really struggle to dredge things up once they've fallen flat. The best examples of me writing properly are Oni, Rusalka obviously and CC Devil, because they already had solid ideas down and I already knew what I wanted to write. Everything else is just made up on the spot. And I think it shows, much as I hate to admit it.Uh spoilered for blogshit I guess.
I'll do my best, man.
but just to give you an idea of the state of things, I've got like 3k words of rough dotpoint planning down for Rusalka.
Got one line for Ghoul
Like, that's literally it. I really need to find some time to sit down and actually plan all of this shit out. Still, fingers crossed, whatever.
Did someone say Doublemaus?
>Oh yeah, the alarm
>In a big, soft, warm bed
>Right side is warmer though
>The source of that extra warmth shifts out of bed and turns the alarm off
"You awake anon?"
>Grumble and open eyes to look up at the nude hinezumi leaning over the bed
>Cassie grins and gives you a kiss
"Going to work, I'll be back around dinner. Don't sleep in too long."
>Hard to get up with a dormouse clinging to my left side
"Don't let Terri push you around then." Cassie teases
>Leaves you alone to sleep in for your day off
>Alone with a snoozing dormouse
>Actually wake up sometime around noon
>Still with Terri right next to you
>Going to need to wake her up, you're starving
>Few options to do that
>Decide to go with the quickest option
>By throwing the covers off and slapping her bare bottom
>Terri yelps and jumps awake
>Oh good, the hiccups
"Good morHICing AnoHiCn."
>Terri sits up and starts rubbing the sleep from her eyes
>Not easy when she keeps jumping an inch with each hiccup
>You get up and get yourself dressed
>Terri puts on your shirt from the night before and wanders into the kitchen
>Still half asleep
>Follow her in and get breakfast
>Cold cereal is a bit hard for her at the moment
>Suggest holding her breath, drinking some water, other folk remedies
>Think she cleared two inches that time
"Am I going to HIC die?" Terri asks
>Not sure if serious
>Worried look from other side of table says she is
>Nobody ever died from the hiccups
>But you don't tell her that
>You know a few ways to fix hiccups
>But you'll need a bit of time to get ready
>Terri asks what it is
>You won't say
>Would ruin the surprise
>She pouts and heads towards the living room to her usual spot
>Still don't know whether she has a job or not
>Helps pay rent somehow
>Now to get ready
>Head to closet where your old stuff is stashed
>Cassie had a huge apartment
>Insisted everyone share a bed though
>You could hardly complain
>Eventually dig out the thing you're after
>A big round cat helmet
>Had to wear it for a 'fishy fiesta' event for work
>And pay for it
>Should come in handy now
>Has a big toothy grin and wide cat eyes on the front
>Pointed ears and eyeholes cut out as nostrils
>Scared quite a few kids with this
>And got attacked by a heckpup
>That wasn't fun
>Though she was still terrified of it
>Slip the cramped, musty thing on your head
>Can barely see out of it
>Just like you remember it
>No cheshires following you around though
>Buddy started dating one of those
>Think she was mute
>No matter, for you are ready
>You sneak into the living room
>Terri is wobbling back and forth on her big pillow seat
>Carefully creep up behind her
>And then brush her tail with a finger
>Terri looks back, confused
>And sees the helmet
>Loud mousy "EEEEK!" comes out of her
>She scampers away
>You attempt to give chase
>Proclaiming yourself the cat king
>She keeps squeaking and eeking
>Corner her eventually
>In the dryer
>Shaking and confused
"Don't eHICat me!"
>Well, that didn't work
>It's worse now you think
>A whine comes from the open dryer as Terri holds her head
>Tell her it's you and not to worry
>She actually looks surprised
>You didn't even change your clohing for this
>Comes out of the dryer
>And starts bopping you on the helmet amidst complaints
>You apologize to try and get her to stop
>Doesn't hurt really
>Eventually have to hug her and lift the dormouse off the ground to make her stop
>She's still pouting
>Now that she's calm you put her down and apologize again
>When you try to take off the helmet it doesn't come off
>You try and twist and pull it off
>But it's on too tight
>This isn't good
>Tell her it's stuck
>She starts to panic
>You two decide to go to the kitchen to try and use oil to get it off
>Can shower to get clean after
>Head on up and find the oil
>There is no way this isn't a good idea
>Terri suggests taking off your clothes so they don't get oily
>Strip your clothes off
>Shirt is a bit tough go get off over the helmet
>But you manage somehow
>Finally get to pouring some of the oil into the helmet
>That's way too much
>Your eyes burn
>Hard to breath
>Stand up to try and pull it off as fast as you can
>But can now barely breath
>With too much oil now running down your body
>Well, it can't get worse
>You're still rather peeved with the situation
>And then your body catches on fire
>Terri starts panicking as much as you do
>You try and find a way outside to roll the flames out
>Terri scampers around looking for the fire extinguisher
>You can't see because of the flames
>Running into things
>Terri is trying to chase you down with the extinguisher
>She can't stop
>The sound of the door opening doesn't get to your ears as you yell in panic
>Cassie is home, and sees the scene
>You with a cat helmet on your head
>With Terri chasing you around with the fire extinguisher
>With the whole apartment a mess
>The hinezumi just has to stand there for a minute to let the scene soak in
>Once she has, she walks in and stops you from running around
>By front-flipping into a drop kick
>The helmet splits in two
>In your surprise Terri manages to use the extinguisher on you
>Cassie just sighs at you
"Why were you running around like that?"
>"I was on freaking fire!"
"But you're immune to fire."
"You're with a hinezumi. You can produce fire and aren't hurt by it."
>Cassie looks at Terri
>Before pulling her into a lip-locking kiss
>She pinches Terri's nose
>The dormouse squirms but Cassie doesn't let her go
>After half a minute she lets go and lets Cassie drop
>The hiccups are gone
>"I guess you don't have dinner ready. Lets go to a bar to eat."
And that's all for now folks.
Now stop bothering me for more doublemaus.
Well, that was cute and funny. Doublemaus is nice. Look forward to the next time the fancy strikes you to write s'more of this adorable threesome.
>Doublemaus guy is friends with Mute Cheshire guy
Neat bit of story welding.
Progress update on the lava girl thing I said I'd do last thread. Constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated, I honestly have no idea what I'm doing here.
Hopefully that anon is still in the thread.
All right anons, its that time again....The time, for adventure!
As a capable and valiant soldier of the order (See Peasant Conscript) and have been an integral part of your squad (see meat shield) for around five years now. While capable, your companions outstrip you in battle ability by a long shot.
And their all women, go figure huh?
Regardless of your usefulness, you've been kept around as a lucky charm because, after all, how can a man like you go through a lich's library, a dragons dungeon, and a minotaurs maze without getting raped?
Today the order has tasked your group with assassinating the mighty lilim Sen'ala in her fortress (You probably know how this ends)
Easy Modo: Pick three races, remember the order
Normal Modo: Roll three times, ignoring any Roper, Parasite Slime, Cait Sith, and other non-mg race rolls (no Poseidon or demon lord for you lot)
Hard Mode: Include all MG races in the rolls.
Dragon-slut mode: Pick one race, they count for all three choices.
Monster Girls Ready.....GO!
Girl one is a halberd wielding paladin of the order and has been one for many years, her hair going on gray and crow's feet at the edges of her eyes. Despite this, she is as strong now as she was when she was twenty, moving in her plate armor like it was lightest silk.
She's been like a mother to you and the rest of the squad, cooking meals and ensuring your clothes and gear are taken care of. Kind and warm, you always wonder why she never married.
During your assault on the fortress she holds the line after a squad of dullahan surprised the lot of you, buying time for you and the rest to retreat. She did her best but was eventually overwhelmed and brought before the Lilim, there she was transformed into MG 1.
As an MG she is largely the same, motherly woman and her muscles have survived the transition as well, although her hips are quite wider than you remember.
Normal mode. I rolled wyvern, apophis and ignis. None of them are girls I'm fond of, but let's see what happens.
Well, whatever. After Drakengard I can handle it and hips are always nice.
>Motherly wyvern with a halberd
Pfff. Hope she can swing it with her teeth.
Not the anon you're looking for, but I'll chip in a bit. I'm not sure if you meant it to be that short, but a longer version would be much better. I find that it is easiest to write without worrying about quality. Write multiple versions of the same statement and worry about what to use later. For me, starting tends to be the hardest part. Once you get momentum going, it should flow much more evenly. Other than that, I think you have something good going there. You can use a great deal more description, but that will come as you flush things out. I would also advise using a bit less direct dialogue. It makes things harder to follow.
Girl 2 is the groups magical support, a thin, quiet mage who's only interactions with you were whispered affirmatives to orders or quiet suggestions about what you should do next.
She never really specialized in a school of magic, mostly because she didn't need to. Becoming the very picture of an Omni mage, she could master whatever spell she put her mind to.
During your down time with her she was always reading and whenever your eyes accidentally met, her's would shoot away before hiding them behind a book.
She fell pray to a vile poison thrown by a Konouichi, telling you and the last girl to continue on before turning to face the masked monster. She managed to immobilize her opponent but collapsed in pain before she could finish her, the dastardly venom doing its work on her body, turning her into MG 2.
As a monster, her body has gained some curves, giving her nice hips, a grope-able booty, and a nice pair of breasts (if applicable). The first thing she did upon meeting you again was locking you in a passionate kiss.
It seems that she developed feelings for you over the years but never acted upon them, always chickening out at the last moment. Now that she's turned though, expect her to show you just how much she loves you.
Part 3 and the end.
Girl 3 is the parties rogue and is a bit of an ass, and a grand one to match (although flat as a washboard). She was domineering, arrogant, and cocky, always talking down to you, joking how you should be the one "disabling" traps instead of her.
She was a quick draw with a dagger and frequently fought dirty, kicking sand in others eyes or going for the junk, even in a practice fight with you. Out of all of them, she was the only one you could outright say you disliked. Even if your sparing sessions with her taught you to fight.
During the final stages of the fortress when the two of you were alone, you fought the hardest you ever had with your splintered spear and charging ever forward.
Because you had to, the girl turning into a sobbing, weeping wreck at the loss of her comrades. Her pride shattered at her failure to save them.
It seems that she was the sole survivor of three previous squads before being assigned to yours, taking on this acidic personality up in case things went south (which they have).
You responded with a slap in the face, telling her to grow a pair before hauling her up. After that she followed meekly, almost acting like a timid child.
It was a trap that got her, the room filling with gas as she pushed you free, a small smile on her face as she told you she wished "I could have started over with you." before collapsing in the fog. The gasses transforming her into MG 3 as she lay there.
As an MG, she's done a complete 180 personality wise, become a sweet girl, shy girl who wants nothing more than to hold your hands and cuddle (if she can get past Girl 2)
You made it to the final room and lost to the Lilim in a ferocious battle, your guts and the desire to avenge your comrades eventually forcing her to use her strongest spells on you. Afterwards, you were awoken by the girls and told that you now owned a house in the lilim's city, a reward for an "entertaining evening"