Who would you have in your MG kebab removal unit?
Well, considering that we are apparently removing monster girl kebab, bunch of Serbian paladins.
harpy for aerial recon
Who do you think?
>You will never bully BigDog-Chan (for science) by kicking her, making her lose balance in her prototype legs.
>You'll never have to coax a timid BigDog-Chan to come to you, reassuring her with every step that the testing is over and its time to go back to the maintenance bay only to and kick her again trying to get her to keel over.
>You will never ruffle her syntethic hair as you take her around the testing facility in a wheelchair, teasing her about how she is cuter when she is even more helpless than usual without her lower body, this being on repairs.
>You will never be the Operator-Paladin who goes on adventures innawoods with Bigdog-Chan happily carrying your stuff.
>You will never have a cute support BigDog-Chan assisting you while deployed in a warzone.
>You will never see her run towards you at 28.3 mph, horror and distress showing in her eyes after she sees you being shot in the middle of combat.
>BigDog-Chan will never perform first aid on you, optic lubricant streaming from her android eyes as she cries for you not to die in her arms.
Sounds shit, would rather be a conscriptbro.
Would Dredd be a paladin?
ah forgot pic
get the fuck out.
Some kind of dystopian, future paladin.
>caring about a filename
suck my nuts you double nigger
>You'll never run over a harpy with your SUV while your kids watch a kids show on the back
cyoanon here, would people like to continue?
you should be more careful next time
More Kitsoviet when?
*100% human children
I expected this movie to be a shitty typical superhero flick like the past Marvel movies.
Boy was I wrong, great movie. Oh right, this is /a/
>run over a harpy
they aren't flightless you know
>you will never dine in a Kentucky Fried Harpy
These threads are filth, at least change it, you cunt.
Dredd would be an arbiter of the law.
Question is, who's law does he arbitrate?
>Centaur- Monster girl portable artillery
>Lizard Girl- Marksman
>Lamia- Light support gunner
No, they are merely birdbrained and thus too stupid to dodge the fucking car.
Take that shit elsewhere, the votes get ridiculous. Do strawpolls or anonquest.
_MG_ is more real than yours.
Your monster girl waifu just heard you moan another girl's name in your sleep. How do you talk yourself out of this one?
Yes, thank you.
You often see pigeons on the ground, right?
This is a feel no man should feel.
To the anon who linked me the googledoc to the drawfaggotry thing at the end of last thread...
Okay you're right, I'll use strawpoll for now since obviously the thread gets too cluttered, I'm sorry if I have ruined your monstergirl experience anon.
>>>/anonquest/, >>>/strawpoll/ or >>>/tg/
Oni as Demoman
You haven't ruined it I like the stories it just has been overwhelming lately.
say that you were talking to the person in a dream
just a question, do either of you know what
Permissive vote duplication checking, is? I can't tell what it does or if I should check it.
what happened to these threads jesus fuck
Can't a man have dreams about his former gfs?
He probably has a set of code that was made by the least biased super judges in the city he works in.
removes multiple votes by same IP address
Don't check it.
Porn disappeared, new chapter dumps disappeared, beastialityfags stayed.
Oops yeah sorry permissive allows it
>She will never NTR you
Age and time
not when you have a cute (and dangerous) monster girl devoted to you
Dumps disappeared because you faggots report tripfags like TF and Hound who actually provided content. Of course, it's just as much the mods fault for being inconsistent in their application of the rules. Either way, when the new EMG comes out, half of it probably won't be posted anymore.
You're funny. Unless it's posted by a tripfag, no one reports/cares
pastebin here for anyone eager to catch up http://pastebin.com/LdixhnwD
“I think we’re just about ready now.” Kiyo’s lip pucker while she inches closer to you with passionate eyes. You continue your struggle knowing that there is no way for you to best the strength of one of the known dragon species. The strongest of all monstergirls. You surrender yourself. Closing your eyes and waiting for her lips to meet.
The sound of glass breaking. Shards falling over the window above you As Kiyo drapes your face with her claws. Her eyes turn to anger as she expects Dagura to appear. Instead the wolfgirl is standing proudly with her eyes not unlike an actual wolf’s Kiyo fills with rage and you feel her claws trembling before the wolf girl opens her mouth. “Anon!” It comes out guttural but sincere.
“Be… Begiiin… playba… playbo…” She struggles with her words before snarling. “Dagura said!” Her voice is shockingly feminine, light and dainty, although it sounds forced and uneven, almost exactly like Dagura before she met you. “two weeks I work to this. And last moment librarygirl has me doubting whole thing…” The wolf girl stops abruptly to howl for a bit, obviously not used to speaking in sentences. “Fate decides! Best girl beats worst girl.” Realization dawns on you that this is what Dagura was saying, Wolfgirl was acting as a messenger.
“She cuts me, and that’s that. She gets to keep anon, but if Dagura beats library… What happens after that is up to Anon.” with that the wolf girl turns to you with an obedient stare waiting for your response. You could hardly understand what she had said but it made sense at least. Kiyo must have also understood as she grit her teeth at the fluffy girl. “Even gone that wurm is a pain in my reverse scale. So, you think that little dragon can save your master?”
Some people report every porn post but sadly the mods are fucking lazy.
Get out NTRfag.
Kiyo gets up, leaving you to at least crawl back in the wall while she confronts the wolf girl. “Go ahead then, but make no mistake Fido! Once I’m done with Dagura, you’re next.” She points with one of her claws toward the wolfgirl who whimpers and takes a step back. She catches herself and stands up once more defiant toward the ryu. “I… not fear die!” She sneers and Kiyo smiles. “but… my dire.. dir… direc…. Want! is for more time with Anon and Dagura… Die would mean no more happy times.” She doesn’t move but you can see fear etched across her face as the ryu slowly approaches. “That’s a good doggy, now scram.” She laughs before turning back to you in time to hear the last part of her speech.
“Howevers, Dagura came to help wolfgirl, I learn of her. When mom left I no understand meaning, now I do.” She looks at the ryu with renewed defiance before taking a step forward. “I have created my own desires!” Kiyo scowls angrily at the wolfgirl now standing before her. “You little fuck!” Her eyes turn crazed as she darts forward to silence the proud wolf. She…
Strawpoll here http://strawpoll.me/1170333
You showed up
>be pilot on mid sized airliner
>suddenly harpy whips by windshield
>plane shudders. warning lights everywhere
>requste emergency landing from controll tower
>hours later mechanics pull harpy corpse from engine one
The memes keep getting better and better.
What college did Kiyo attend?
I'm surprised Japan hasn't made a MG version of Iron Golem who's clingy personality makes Tarkus try to beat her off of him
> Harpies flying that high.
I don't know but I hear she played football, could've gone pro if she hadn't become a librarian.
HA HA DRAGON FIGHT TIME
>This entire post
I wish kiyo was in another story, I would've voted for her
Who said it had reached cruising alt
One day my Queen.
>Be stuck in a frosty mountain
>She starts moving towards you, her lava glowing brighter
How scareroused would you be?
>bladewolf girl playing back Jetstream Dagura recording
We're really stretching how far we can jam MGR into everything but who cares.
I would proceed to throw a snowball at her face then put my dick in between those tits.
Lewd Papi is great.
Throw snow balls at her and run.
>Not posting the size comparison one.
I'm trying so hard but I just don't know if I made it work.
>my first desire is to collect a sample to see the modal composition of the lava she is made out of
>higher silica content: violent arousal
>higher mafic immediatey turn around and try a different hole to spelunk in
> Wondering why she is not sinking deeper in the snow or ice.
Shit's cold yo, wrap her in a blanket and take her home to warm up by the fire place.
How do you even hold hands while walking with the tall one? You're arm would always be at a weird angle. It doesn't stop me from wanting one though
i agree, that whole scene really baked my breadstick, if you know what im sayin
I use my personal body-hose to fend off the lustful demon.
My God, they are all perfect!
I've been waiting for an update...
We bout to get rules of nature in here
>Not using the updated Mofu
Nah man. It Has To Be This Way.
I'm with you brother, anyone who gets their ass in a knot over a filename can go leave.
>hard lines and sharper colors
>for an image about soft
>Sorry honey I was dreaming of that slime girl who let me deepthroat her. I'm not saying your sexual abilities are worse but.....
By doing that she'll try to prove you wrong and I get better free sex.
I'm the Dull guy.
Before I get home, what should new girl be?
She would put her arm around you.
Yea, I guess that's about right.
>Papi will never be kidnapped
>She will never be stripped naked and chained up in the middle of a room
>She will never be molested by several men
>She will never be raped by them on the daily basis
>She will never be efficiently broken
>She will never spend the rest of her life acting as a sex slave
>This manga will never get an anime so that someone can make an even more brutal doujin with Papi
Say you were having flashbacks of when you were raped by said girl and the events of it have scarred you. Now your Monster Gil will grow more caring and her messiah complex will do her best to try and comfort you and ease your mental trauma.
muh bro, have some goo
The same way a little kid holds hands with their parents.
Or you order her to stoop over for proper handholding.
YES! I'M READY, YBA!
If I'm an NTR fag but keep my fetish off of Monstergirls and the thread can I stay?
...At least it didn't end with her being dismembered and caked in cement.
>Let's finish this tonight.jpg
Oh boy, time for me to break out the alcohol.
Of course you can you fucking degenerate.
Do you have a folder dedicated to you're monster girl waifu?
treat it like how you would if you were gay, as in keep it to yourself unless its relevent
Where did you get that icon?
>Calls people degenerate
>Is in a monstergirl thread
You didn't have to relate it to being gay...
>Or you order her to stoop over for proper handholding.
MY BODY IS READY
Did the guy doing the other soviet fluffy tail fighter pilots ever finish it?
>Getting a new tablet for draw fagging because Bamboo fun is dying.
>There is no more Bamboo fun's
>Cry deeply, end of an era
I wish I had a robot waifu, so I could draw on her belly.
I'd post it here but it says upload failed.
Izzy finally drops you as Nina grabs her by the blouse and hauls the smaller centaur around to face her. You let go of Izzy's lip and crash to the ground, bruising your hip on a gnarled root.
"You DARE do this to me on the day I get Mother's blessing!" Nina is shaking with rage and tears. Izzy just starts to come around when Nina rolls her shoulders and cracks her fist into her sister's face. Yellow eyes fly wide as the teenager's neck snaps around.
Your tall centaur pulls her dark brown hand back for another strike with bloody knuckles. The smaller centaur's dainty hands are brushed aside as Nina pummels her with another hard right hook in the cheek. She follows up with a short steel-shoe'd kick to the shins. You wince, that could have fractured something.
"Fuck you, slut." Izzy spits. She grabs her sister's wrist and tries to respond with an unshorn kick of her own.
The ensuing spectacle reminds you of bloody old horsefighting tournaments. And you're the mating prize staked in the arena, almost being trampled underfoot. You're trapped and can't even leave the safety of your little knot in the tree as the odd hoof smashes into the timber around you. Your jaw is so sore from holding the twitch for so long, you can't even yell a command. Nina finally knocks the smaller girl over and rears up for her signature finishing strike.
"Enough horseplay fillies!" The order echoes from behind the two sisters. Both centaurs freeze.
"You're embarrassing the whole neighborhood. Get inside. NOW!" It's Maria, hobbling by the garden. Both girls instantly cower, only giving each other parting hateful looks as Izzy gets up and limps away first.
Nina bends down to help you up and bite through your bond with powerful teeth.
She leans her head over for a soft ear twitch, and you give it to her, plus a kiss and a sharp slap on the flank. "You were late."
"I know." The huge girl hugs you into her breasts, her sweat soaking into your dusty shirt. "I'm sorry."
Who's the artist? Link the page.
The flank is the side of the horse body?
It's dat ass
That was scary, I thought someone was going to get sent to the glue factory
where are the previous entries? pastebin removed the one i had bookmarked
First I'd want a flier for aerial recon. thunderbird or lilim for the additional firepower they can bring. Raining down lightning or killing the top levels of their command structure (too busy popping a boner to see the knife) is always a good thing to have happening to the other guys
Centuar to haul our shit around, also very mobile on plains and similar terrain. Give her a light machine gun and a sniper rifle.
Blue Oni as the heavy machine gunner. Her strength makes her perfect for the role and she's got a good head on her shoulders. Being smart=survival innazone.
Spider girl as the medic. Never run out of fresh clean wound dressings and tourniquets. Plus with all the weaving they do they can definitely suture a wound properly.
Mantis for the CQC and stealthy nature. Infiltrating an enemy camp and eliminating certain variables like watchtower guards discreetly will increase survival odds.
Salamander and Lizard Girl as the sniper/spotter team, makes sense as you gotta really work at sniper training and they're the type to put in the hours.
And a Kitsune for interrogations and as a general grunt soldier. People underestimate the fluffy's ability to be scary. They can be very scary when they make the effort.
Some day i'll redo this Percheron one.
Everything is going better than expected, so far.
thanks, time to read up on what i've missed
She raises her head and howls, the remaining windows vibrate from the intensity and you have to cover your ears to prevent your eardrums from popping, whether Kiyo hears this or not you can’t tell. In a flash her tail snaps forward and smacks the wolf girl with enough power to beat her back to the wall. You try to jump forward only to have Kiyo grab you like a toy. “Now now Anon, she’s not your girlfriend either.” Her smile is need y as she slowly pushes you back against the wall and begins straddling you.
She only stops when the door shakes, a slight temblor running through the building kicking up dust and causing objects to fall down. Kiyo bites her lip while her eyes rape you by themselves. “I’ll be back.” She lets go and you fall to the floor ungracefully, just in time for the door to burst open revealing Dagura’s crying form as she storms into the building.
“Dagura!” You scream while grabbing your throat trying to breathe. She looks at you incredulously with your zipper down. “Have a little heart to dick?!” She seems more angry at you than at the smirking kiyo whose claws drip with the wolfgirl’s blood.
Kiyo giggles while stretching out her claws “Fancy seeing you here Daggy.” Her words drip sarcasm and her face seems petulant and greedy. Dagura growls as her claws stay by her side. “Guess I should thank Kiyo for not kissing Anon at the library!” Her face is red with anger and she her eyes indicate that she’s on the verge of crying. Kiyo laughs once more “Well, not if you say it like that!”
Dagura just gets angrier by the way Kiyo remains unphased by her insults. “F-For a hired librarian, you’re no good at your job.” For the first time in the conversation Kiyo frowns, she shakes her head slowly. “Love is the big payoff.”
Don't suppose anybody saved that stuff from last night or remembers it?
Dagura doesn’t miss a second to reply. “Right, deep kisses all around once you steal anon away from me!” Her claws shake with righteous anger but this has no effect on kiyo, who scowls even more “I’m not talking about kisses Dagura, I’m talking about ideals.” Dagura narrows her eyes and bares her teeth at the Ryu. “Excuses of me?” Her response causes Kiyo to snarl angrily. “Forget it, we’ve both heard enough speeches about higher devotion by now. The wedding will decide whose right!”
Dagura goes quiet, the air hangs still until she flicks her head in the direction of an empty section of the library. Kiyo smiles at the invitation and joins her as the two set off for a place where they can battle for you in peace. “I don’t care who’s right, I’m right because I love Anon.” Dagura whispers to herself while getting closer to the destined spot. “I already have reason for destroying you.” Kiyo turns to her with a slight smile and a chuckle. “What? Oh that’s good, yes that’s very good! I like that.” Her voice turns festive as if it were an elaborate game.
With the last of your strength you cry out to the two serpents hoping that they’ll stop. “Must you really fight?” Your voice is coarse from how brusque Kiyo has been treating you. Dagura looks at you with a righteous anger brewing in her eyes. “Don’t interfere.” Her words are devoid of emotion and Kiyo finishes it “This is between us.” Once more Dagura speaks as she bares her claws for action “And it ends here!” Kiyo smiles as well while raising her claws up “Let’s dance!”
The world begins to fade, you slip in and out of consciousness as the raise their claws but you know you have enough time to say one last thing. You raise your voice and say….
strawpoll here http://strawpoll.me/1170527
(Also perspective change to the winner)
more like why doesn't more exist?
I will wait for that day.
Just don't disappear like last time please.
go magic tears that bring them to their senses.
>out of consciousness as the raise their claws
Man, I really really wish kiyo was in a different story now. I thought you had a soft spot for yanderes
I remember it but sadly, didn't save it. If I recall, we were BS-version of Jojolion with a pantsless war hero grandpa and a paranoid imouto and we were just setting off on a quest with a big, manly guy with a pompadour to find some asshole who was going to fuck with out GPA.
And just as I'm listening to this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZcpGIVbPYrI
I already feel like a piece of shit for avoiding these during Valentine's and not doing anything colorfaggotry wise, or learning moonspeak wise.
'Ere ya go mate.
>Have a little heart to dick?
Don't do this to my sides, anon.
The road to moonspeak is hard, I know how you feel. Take your time.
I've got a habit of saving thread numbers so I can look at them in foolz later. This is where we left off.
BTW my vote is to get breakfast, maybe our AWOL buddy got the munchies.
is this MC devoid of testosterone i mean he was handled roughly and now he can barley speak he should grow a backbone and then kick kiyos ass himself
human with no powers of a hero, no sword, or shield taking on a dragon
It's mostly because my job a shit.
I literally have 13 inventories to do in the next five days.
I see a lot of votes for breakfast, that pretty much agreed upon or should I do the voting thing again?
monster girl dragons are not usually as strong as actual dragons
I honestly think you're taking MGR a little too far
It seems really of out of character.
Still a dragon
If there was a clear winner last night, just go with that. That options makes the magic happen faster.
They're still stupidly strong comparatively to a human. I wouldn't be surprised to see a Dragon take on at least 10 men by herself and win in a contest of strength.
You sir are a dumbass.
It's still much, much stronger than him and has claws. He can't do much.
Yeah. Kinda ruined the whole story. Oh well. Just another CYOA to filter.
I'm sorry, I thought you guys enjoyed it. I also felt the same way while writing it.
its also not that bigger then a human
>They're are people who never read Beowulf.
>People who don't know the sheer terror the doom bringer hankens when he awakens from his sleep.
I piety man.
Stop with the kebab meme.
It ceased being funny a year ago.
That is a blower mang, がんばって.
they are are
Nah, go with the breakfast option. Chances are, it'd win again but the story wouldn't progress in the meantime.
well i stand corrected
even so he cant even put up a decent struggle
Worst part is eight of them are 7-11s.
The literal shithole of quick-stop stores.
You a trucker?
So you run into a group of ten of these fuckers what do you do
I liked the nods, but the last one was a bit much.
Like, it's fun and all, but what happened to Dagura being a cute dummy
ignore them and move along
Toss a ball of yarn into their midst and run like hell
Do they have dicks? Time to suck them all dry.
She goes back to being a cute dummy after the fight... I hope.
Ask them "What's the difference between a raven and a writing desk?"
I'm able to fuck you on a writing desk
If they don't have dicks, fuck them all in the ass.
>Came to the wrong neighborhood meowtherfucker
Someone has never fucked someone on ravenback before.
Jesus fuck, this.
Not crow tengu
but people have fucked -bear-back
Proceed to watch the girls go crazy for puns
Oh shit, for once I'm not asleep when Bromont posts.
it would be nice if that happens. Like she only acted like that because she saw it in one of her video games or something
In case anyone wanted to read the full thing.
Around elves, watch yourselves.
Lava hug vs Yeti hug...or both and lava cools down and hardens trapping you forever in hug.
Work for an independent auditing firm that deals with physical inventory in stores.
Do mostly 7-11s, and it doesn't help that in order to try and beat away the monotony of it, I end up fantasizing about Monster Girls.
>Clingy Lava Golem who also helps heat your house with her geothermal abilities, and loves getting praise
>Horse Pussy friend
>Horse Pussy friend
FOOL! She has to be your wife! Well as long as its not "hard" work, I think you'll be ok.
Confirm that she won't burn.
We'll find a hot springs managed by a nice Yukionna to relax near.
>loves getting praise
I think she loves getting cock, not praise.
Yukionna don't tend to just let you in to their house. Or rather, they don't let you leave, a bit of a yandere they are.
Oh shit you were conscripted into the army, who's your squadmate?
1. A lava golem Artillery girl, she carries a china lake and a wide variety of explosives that she'll use to assist you, the only other weapon she has is the ability to turn burning hot at a touch and killing enemies this way. She loves cuddling next to you at night and will always obey your commands even if they put her in danger.
2. A scylla CQC specialist. 6 of her 8 tentacles carry swords of all sorts and she can take on any enemy close enough to strike, her skin is however very weak and any bullet will pierce her without a problem. Despite her dominating exterior she is sweet and romantic on the inside, dreaming of candlelit dinners and holding... tentacles.
3. UShi-Oni Berseker. She isn't even in the army but decided that she was going to play anyway. She seriously wounded your previous squadmate and now fills in his role. She can take down anybody who dares to face her with anything less than a cannon. Her speed can cover hundreds of meters in seconds and her temperament is like lions, get ready for fucking in the middle of a warzone.
4. Thunderbird Airforce. She doesn't carry weapons given that the entire sky is hers. She can call down concentrated strikes of thunder capable of taking down any enemy but is herself weak to fire from large weapons and her ability needs 30 minutes to charge. Her actual self is tomboyish but not arrogant. She'll drill you if she thinks you're slacking off.
5. Oni assualt member. She is trained for quick strikes and has a gun of your choosing which she is well-trained to use. Her ability in close quarters is prodigious just as well as her ability in shooting. Her skin is tough enough to deflect most bullets but extremely weak to explosives. Outside of combat she is actually very simpleminded and will believe almost everything you tell her. She enjoy rubbing up against you on cold nights.>>102231607
It can be hard.
>Horse pussy wife
You know, I used to enjoy the idea of having a wife like Centorea, then I realized that the stairs in my house would be a problem.
I'm a big fan of doggy style position though, so tapping her from the horse pussy is a win-win for me with that PHAT ASS
And I bet anyone who sees you work with such an intent look on your face thinks you're just being a hard worker, but in reality there's nothing but" 6 tins of Folgers coffee" and ahhhh "I wanna fuck a monster girl" in your head.
Allow me to demonstrate.
All of them work well.
Son, just make your room with her down stairs. I like that leg life thing, I'd fuck so good from the back.
That's pretty manlet there.
id have to go with 4
I don't want to hear that from you hound, you fucking jump MG wife. Fucking pussy.
Actually that's pretty fucking accurate, since i'm able to compartmentalize what i'm thinking about at the time and generally shift between actually counting and wondering what sleeping with a monster girl would be like
>"I wanna fuck a monster girl"
Yeah I do.
1 or 2
Nigga, some horses are huge.
Oni, always Oni! With a honey badger! She better be an awesome drinking partner too!
3 and 5
Oni team is best team
Where's the Monster Girl I can desert the army with and live a peaceful life in solitude together, just me and her forever?
I mean shit, i've gotten to the point where I can count, think about monster girls, and imagine my favorite songs all at once while ignoring every living thing nearby during working hours. Shit's great.
All of them are perfection
I can't help it if I'm indecisive.
Goat girl is best girl. Would not sacrifice to summon demon girl.
If I want to survive the war, 1/3.
5 with whatever the Karak from warframe is based off of.
It's just a highly accurate low-mag size semiauto assault rifle that hits like a truck per bullet.
idunno shit about guns m8 give her a cerebral bore from turok
You'd die of exhaustion before the first week.
Well make up your mind, you twat.
Every time i see this those hooves it pisses me off.
>Not wanting to get gangraped
But I do, with them having dicks. I'd spread my cheeks and lift my sack.
>lift my sack
Your ballsack must hang pretty loosely if you have to lift it to uncover your ass.
Why don't you like hooves?
>TFW you will never be princess carried by your favorite Monster Girl
What a shit world we live in
Do Witches count as Monster Girls? MGE counts them, but I don't know how everyone else feels about them.They're certainly more monstrous than elves though.Fuck elves.
the incomplete centaur body confused me for a second so I thought these were weird hand holding positions on a bed with her legs spread out at a weird angle
It's not that i dont like them. It's just that they are the same colour as the leg fur
Cash as fuck hoof-job
Should've posted some tanpopos, at least she has animal ears
>You will never see Satyr girl in Monster Musume again.
And they're not digitigrade.
Yeah, they're half monster half magic according to many works that have both monsters and humans.
Like R+V considers them half monster at least.
That's the basic idea.
It's kinda disappointing that in most MG lore it's daughters olny and we don't get to see more monster girl mothers with sons
Maria pokes her head back around "Today Nina."
Back inside, Maria directs her two daughters to stand beside each other in that same straight back parade stance you've seen Nina use on occasion.
Izzy is crying. You don't know if it's fake or not. Her left front leg is held up off the floor. "M-mother, I think she broke my cannon."
Maria looks over her daughter's bloody and swelling face, pulling her down to her level to get a good look at the teethmarks on her lip. "Stow it. Honestly, what did you think was going to happen?"
Nina allows herself a smug smirk and her mother turns to her. "What do you think you're smiling about?" Maria pulls her down to her level and slaps her across the face, hard. "You're shorn now. You could have killed her! With shoes comes the responsibilities of a lady. You're no child anymore. Will you go berserk every time some woman makes a pass at your man? You live in Little Monster City. Grow up!"
She steps back, taking both of them in her gaze. "You both bring shame to the Van Harne name. Your father, rest his soul, would weep to see his little girls behaving this way. I can't even stand to look at you."
She turns to Nina. "Go get the cart ready to take your sister to the hospital. Isabella, go grab some of my painkillers. You'll really want them if they make you wait."
Hard hands grab your shoulders to keep you behind as you go to follow Nina. Hot breath whispers in your ear. "You gotta use a firm hand with her, or she'll run roughshod all over you. She takes after her mother that way." You nod and she stops you again. "Even a mother respectful of her daughter's privacy can't help but notice her little girl admiring her first bridle in the mirror. Take good care of her, and she'll take good care of you." She smiles warmly. "And if you don't, I'll kill ya."
Maria and Izzy depart, leaving you and Nina at the house. Nina is downcast. You know she had planned this as some kind of perfect day.
yfw you realize that armor is pink
One job please.
>admiring her first bridle in the mirror
Oh what. Are bridles automatically a part of a kink for centaurs?
I'd probably like centaurs more if terms like that didn't give me flashbacks to when I frequented containment boards
i cant resist her hugging me with all those tentacles
>"And if you don't, I'll kill ya."
How many more posts before it's done?
It's old fashioned kink for them. Metal bits are a bit more hardcore than a vanilla halter.
So no to a Centaur massaging you frenulum with the frog of her front hoof?
this is great, thank you very much.
Probably 3 or 4
I can't imagine any part of a hoof being pleasurable
Speaking of hardcore, what can we expect for the rest of the story?
well assuming it's properly cleaned and ?pedicured? It could be very smooth and not sandpaper rough
You know what would be awesome? A Monster Girl spa.
I am no good with horse ass and hooves.
specially not on Paint and with a mouse.
>Two horny teens
>Left alone in a house
>With a centaur-sized marriage bed
Take a wild guess.
Oh! Thought Nina was coming along with her mom.
is that from the Vanadis game ?
>Go get the cart ready
Hah. Just realized that it said cart.
Any drawfags here?
Ryu wearing some comfy sweater wearing glasses reading a book, please and thank you.
Oh this is gonna be great.
>They are all wearing leather jackets
>They are all in a gang
"You took a wrong turn little man"
"Looks like each of us will..have to teach you a lesson"
>Anon was found the next day dead from over-stimulation
Drawfag here. Let me plug in my tablet and I'll be on it.
I needed this, hard weekend.
>With a centaur-sized marriage bed
Wait, Nina's bed?
Would you a chocolate slime, /a/?
what if the lava golem tasted like chocolate lava cake
>at fancy restaurant with some big shot suits
>supposed to be planning for upcoming merger
>millions on the line
>too busy arguing over what wine they want
>only here because you got dragged along by over friendly boss
>big shot suits order humongous meal worth god knows how much
>lobster, caviar, imported kobe beef, the works
>eat like kings
>suddenly one of the suits starts yelling loudly
>hair in the food
>outrage, starts making a scene
>demands to see the chef
>oh boy here we go
>chief is brought out from the kitchen
>timid looking girl, white toque sits atop her blonde fluffy head
>fluffy nine tails behind her
>its a kitsune chef monster girl
>big shot suit starts laying into her, throwing every insult into her
>can visibly see her shoulders droop, tails grow limper behind her
>her eyes are locked onto the floor as big shot suit berates her
>nobody seems to notice the hair that big shot suit is holding is brown
>same color as his hair
>too beta to say anything
>dont wanna loose job
>start to notice that kitsune chef's shoulders are shaking now
>try to focus on your own food as rest of the restaurant takes notice
Time to purge the worst monster of all Man
Actually I recommend just fully sketching out the first one to get the point across.
You do minimalism really well, except for your hind legs
Who is desperate enough for monster puss that they'd lose their job ?
Well that's rich little twats for ya. Just because they have more money to blow in a night than you will make in your whole life they think they're gods who can do no wrong.
I don't hate rich people, but being born into money or having a billion dollars in the bank seems to have a high chance of turning people into total dicks.
I don't even want kitsunepussy and I'd still be like "yo dude calm down and look at the colors" and disarm the situation appearing as ignorant to his "eat for free" scheme as possible
he's just bein a butthead and ruining a hardworking laborer's job, that shit ain't right
Would you give up your eyesight to have your monster girl? You get to have the girl of your dreams, but you can never see her beautiful smiling face or the faces of your daughters, not to mention everything else.
Yes, other senses heighten and a shot at happiness
They have surgery for that now anyways
Here you go anon, I hope you accept.
“Dagura, I believe in you.” You cough, your vision blurs and the world around you fills with stars before complete darkness takes over. Dagura in that instant nearly runs away to be with you before she remembers the smiling ryu in front of her. “Only the winner can keep him!” With that said Kiyo Projects herself forward using her own tail as a spring. Dagura doesn’t even have time to raise up her claws before Kiyo’s claws smack across her chest. The wurm slams against the ground with a heavy thump. “OWWIE!” She cries and for a second it comes into her mind to call you before remembering that you’re sleeping in the corner.
Kiyo returns to her position while looking at her claws delicately. “You’re weaker than I thought. Admit it Dagura, you can’t take care of him like I can, give up and let me have him. I deserve him after a-” She doesn’t finish her sentence as Dagura launches herself forward in a mad dash, even though her combat ability was non-existent she still belonged to the wyrm family, bearing the strength to crush boulders like insignificant pebbles and dig tunnels large enough to call caverns. The impact hits kiyo’s cheek and time slows down for her as her mandible seems to snap out of place from the sheer force. Her eyes glowering at the enrage Dagura no longer holding back her true force.
The recoil sends her slamming into the bookshelf behind her while Dagura recovers her breath. “N-Not bad.” Sluggishly Kiyo removes herself from the indented shelf hoping to strike the distracted Wurm, instead the moment she opens her eyes she’s confronted by the rapidly diminishing distance between her and the fist of the air propelled Dagura. Her eyes widen in time to receive the punch straight to her stomach. Her mouth opens instinctually as spit and blood fly out. Her body hunches over as her claws try to stop the fist that’s already landed.
>Would you give up your eyesight to have your monster girl
I would commit sudoku if I ever became blind.
the knight inside of me is yelling right now
haha those glasses, not quite what I imagined but thanks nonetheless
Your artstyle is 2cute, makes me think of a little kid drawing about monster girls
A gasp of pain follows gagging as Dagura refuses to remove her claws. Twisting them with far more force. “Nobody gets to kiss Anon but me!” Her scream rings with pure hatred. She finally removes her fist only to whip her tail into the ryu’s face. Kiyo has the speed to track the tail but not enough left to actually stop it. Instead in a moment of desperation she lowers her head just enough to avoid the lashing scaled extension. Her horns however don’t move fast enough to prevent contact. While she managed to keep her face from taking the brunt the brute force of the attack causes her to ricochet on the floor at high speed. Her body spinning wildly as it does.
“Got it?!” Dagura is infuriated Smoke fuming from her nostrols and eyes reduced to snake-like pin pricks as the body of the Ryu rolls over and over until coming to a stop by the far wall. With what’s left of her energy Kiyo gets to her feet and faces Dagura reluctantly. Her normally clean and proper self completely disappeared along with her smile, a scowl spread across her face as her make up runs down with tears.
“I… I won’t give him up.” She slowly slithers forward toward The wurm while her arms remain glued to her side. “My love for him… It’s the only thing I know for real!!!” Her arms bulge and her eyes shrink to slits before she…
1. Jumps forward and readies her claws for a piercing attack (Quick fight, back to cute girls doing cute things)
2. Transforms into a giant snake goddess (Long battle, completely destroying the library. No cute girls for a while.)
Writefag here, would anyone enjoy a re-telling of A Midsummer Night's Dream with monster girls? Could be fun.
It's fight time. I wouldnt even care if i never learned her name.
can you do an Alp imposing himself on his victim
I don't know if she'd want me to give up my eyesight for her. I think she'd want me to be able to see her and not live my life as a useless blind cripple that needs infinite doting to do the simplest things. That and I just don't wanna fucking be blind, that would be garbage no matter what.
Not "I don't think she'd want me if I was blinded," but "I don't think she'd want me to be blind just so I could have her."
Oh god yes.
2. I like where this is going.
Largely depends on the parenting. There's two types of old money.
The dynasty old money. "A dollar is a dollar is a dollar. Don't ever think money is worth less just because you have enough capital to generate healthy living. And you better shape up, I swear to god I'll come out of my grave and strangle you myself if you destroy two hundred years of money and honor. Those poor kids who try harder are just as smart or smarter than you. To prove yourself, go earn your own little fortune and then you can be trusted with the rest."
The coasting old money. "Here's a load of cash. Daddy is busy with work so just try to stay out of trouble and be happy."
The second kind is the kind that goes broke.
Really any kind of people you see just throwing money around like it's nothing usually lose it all within a few decades, unless they actually have someone trustworthy running their estate to tell them no.
Fuck no. The one girl I told I would give up my eyes for ended up destroying my heart. Fuck that noise.
2 final form pls
You might end up falling asleep waiting for me to post. I'm not going so quickly this time around.
That said, I'll post what I've got so far.
Jesus Christ all these 1s. nobody wants to see 2 insanely powerful MGs fight at their fullest? (2)
I would say 2 but muh books. So 1.
Imagine if we hadn't friendzoned the other dragon girl and she was to join the fight for
Shit ain't right dude.
Letting someone crash and burn for their mistake is fine, but them catching hell and possibly getting fired over a lying customer is totally not cool.
There are very few things that I'd put my job on the line for, and this is one of them.
It's not the first time I've had to call a customer on their shit.
1 I miss cute girls doing cute things. I also don't want to see them beat each other up
[X] Breakfast comes first
Upon realizing Bayman's interruption messed up your entire morning routine out of whack, you feel a deep rumbling sensation shatter the morning air, and it's coming from the deepest recesses of your tummy.
You forgot to eat breakfast, which is bad. Breakfast is the cornerstone of a normal adult life, and you skimped on it. That simply will not do. Luckily, there's a remedy to this little problem. A way to look for Donnie while simultaneously making sure you lead a normal morning. A morning fit to your personal liking.
Cautiously, you enter a public walkway with but a few stragglers around, to the music of "The Pleasure Seekers" (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tE63350Eh5A).
You stride your way across the city canal bridges, keeping your footing steady to the beat of the music. You hear some cockatrice girls letting out a wake-up call in the form of a "cock-a-doodle-doo". A couple mermaids swimming below you in the canal's lavender tinted water notice you idly walking by, waving at you in innocent delight. You casually wave back and wish them a good morning.
Now the trade district, there's a food chain around here that makes good wake-up meals. You pass through a merchant gate, cutting through a steep neon valley while keeping an eye out for your missing classmate. If Donnie was around here, this would be the place to look.
But instead, you're treated to the pestering stares of raccoon girl salesmen. Damn Danukis, they're masking themselves as human female merchants, but they forgot to get rid of their raccoon tails. Anybody with a sensible half brain could spot that a mile away. They eagerly walk up to you in a group, asking if you're single with longing eyes. They then lay on the smooth talking silver tongues and ask if you would like the "3-C". In Danuki business girl talk, that means they're offering condiments, condoms, and condos.
Then there is always the question of the how. How did they get all that money? How did they keep it for so long?
Sadly, the truth on that usually involves some pretty dishonorable shit. I judge on a case by case basis, when dealing with the insanely wealthy, "backstabbing dick" is a safe assumption. He's out for number one, period.
You're not a savvy investor, but you can tell a raw deal when you see one. Disinterested in the raccoon girl banter, you stride past them and are about to enter the more populated food district-
Until a glass tank stubs your foot. Caught off guard, you peer down into a fish tank housing an entire ecosystem of sea shrimp. They vary in bizarre shapes and sizes, but they're very eye catching.
A Danuki wearing cyberpunk sunglasses working the fishing booth notices your intrigue and pops out from her work station, "See anything you like, strangah?"
The music muffles, but you can still hear it playing quietly.
"Pardon me, I'm just curious as to what's in this tank."
"Ahh.. I see, I see. You've got quite an eye for the strange and unusual."
"You have me pegged wrong, sorry."
You peek around the sides of the tank, many exotic types of crustacean inside. You look up to the merchant, "Where did you find these, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well, a fisherman bartered them. They're extremely rare deep sea shrimp. This right here-" the Danuki points to a technocolored fabulous shrimp, "Is a "Mantis Shrimp". It can actually box it's prey to death before eating it. Why, it punches them so hard a little pocket of air is formed. The one scurrying off the side there is a "Alpheidae", a "Pistol Shrimp". It can shoot bubbles like bullets, it opens up it's claw, and closes it so fast it stuns it's prey from a far. Of course, the thing that looks like a crab is simply a red cr-"
"Ah, so that's how that works.. Fascinating-"
But you quickly remember you're on a strict deadline here, you can always visit this section of town later. You bow to the Danuki girl in apology, and swiftly exit the trading district of the town.
>come home from a trip to see family
Alright, I'll get started on it.
The air bit is unremarkable, the fun part is that their arms move so fast that if you could move you hand at 1/10th the speed you could throw a baseball to the moon.
Muffled music shooting back into full swing, you casually walk around the food district of the city like a smooth operator. There's plenty of shopping and fast food stops around this part. There's a few restaurants built right into the walls of the canals, water-type girls in mind. It hasn't stopped people from simply taking a boat through the drive-through or swimming inside the front doors. A couple of those places serve some really tasting fried food, not necessarily of the seafood variety. Not world famous, but it's authentic Scylla branding. You get to see them cook in real time, using every octopus-like limb of theirs. It's like that one local pizza joint that's ruin by an actual Italian, the food just tastes much more... complete.
But that would be a hassle. You don't like making a hassle or causing one. You prefer to simply take the path of least unwanted attraction, bringing as little attention to yourself as possible. You do try not to inconvenience others, hoping they will in turn do the same. A simple life. Modest.
Besides, the restaurant chain around the corner serves the freshest cinnamon rolls you've ever tasted. It's a chain that has rapidly picked up loads of success over the years, all American though run by orients. You enter the diner with bright purple neon lighting, called "Mafuburgers".
A classmate works here, a little younger than yourself. She's not human, though her species tries to pass themselves off as such to lure men into their demise. Allegedly. Well, that's most monster girls, really.
You enter the diner while adjusting your dixie cup hat, making certain it's on just right. You can't stand asymmetrical clothing. The smell of the diner is sweet, the bakery section must be open for breakfast. There's a modest amount of people/monmusus inside, it's not packed but not empty. This is fine, that means the food is fresh and the wait shouldn't be long. Taking all this into account, you wait by the door to be seated.
>tfw no Serb/Armenian monster girl waifu to kill Turks with
>The air bit is unremarkable, the fun part is that their arms move so fast that if you could move you hand at 1/10th the speed you could throw a baseball to the moon.
That's exactly why the air pocket bit is remarkable. It's formed from the collision of something that fast. "Most powerful punch" in the world. Deep sea shrimp don't take shit from anyone.
You could go ATATATATATATATATATATA like Kenshiro if your arms moved at a tenth of that.
I wish my butt was half as nice as Papi's
For what purpose?
Does he go full power suit? That glove/gauntlet is huge
Could this mean Mafufu is the Colonel Sanders of burgers and cinnamon buns?
what are you retarded
THIS JUST IN. Drawing curved lines is way harder than straight ones.
Will see what I can do.
Aw man, you beat me to it.
>He doesn't know what canards are.
Is the dragon bully and teacher story dropped or is the writer going to continue it?
Also handy masturbatory aides.
The gauntlet gets an upgrade, was shattered in the second to last chapter.
I'll post more later. Write now we have 2 stories going and that's enough
Probably be raped until I was mindbroken to the tune of their choosing.
>boss gets up from his meal
>starts to intervene between the two
>voices are too low to hear but it seems that the situation has dissolved
>kitsune chef tails perk up as boss addresses her
>gives her a reassuring pat on the shoulder
>boss leads kitsune chef away from other big shot suits to try and calm her down
>other big shots return to their meals, still disgruntled
>restaurant says meal is on the house as an apology
>feel kind of bad
>should have said something
>big shot suits suits call their limos around and pick up their respective clients
>bosses' limo comes around, get inside
>already find boss inside
>along with kitsune chef
>she seems incredibly nervous sitting inside car
>boss is busy chatting his phone as limo pulls away
>wonder what kitsune chef is doing here
>she's clutching her tails to her chest, looking depressed
>boss suddenly address you
>"Anon, I'm going to need you to call my wife. Tell her I'll be working late tonight."
>Yes sir boss
>take out work phone and proceed to call wife
>waiting for her to pick up
>notice boss has finished with his own phone conversation
>his hand moved to kitsune chef's knee, whispering something to her
>voices to low to hear
>kitsune chef's face looks somewhat solemn as she nods
>wonder whats going on between them
10/10 would cuddle with.
Why would you do this Anon?
blackmail boss about concerning his kitsune mistress and get lods of dosh
not the requester, but I'd read entire series by the fireplace with her tenderly.
Aw... Guess I'll have to check your pastebin later then.
I hate these kind of stories
Gotta go back to fix that Centaur hand-holding
>Gotta go back to fix that Centaur hand-holding
This gonna b gud.
Call out boss on his bullshit and blackmail him over his attempted adultery. Grow a fucking spine.
this is a good idea
beat the ever loving shit out of that boss until he can barely breathe
Afyth or whatever his name is doesn't take input for his stories
Welcome to the real world
>wonder whats going on between them
GEE I WONDER
Little article on the Japanese Monster Girls boom.
Fuck off evang
9 Fucking tails. That girl could make him explode by looking at him funny. Jesus christ DO IT
But the reason I come to these threads is to escape from the real world!
what if sexual extortion fantasies are her kink and she has a really hard time finding anyone brave enough to try and blackmail a 9-tailed kitsune?
Any idea what it says?
Speaking of him, is this actually aftyn, or just a random guy writing to make us feel bad because he's an asshole?
It is him, you can tell by the way he greentexts
Seems like an interview with the ComicRyu editor or something.
I'll send it to TF eventually and see if she'll read it.
Don't do this to me anon.
I can't handle a bad end.
After bandaging up the warhorse girl's knuckles and a few other nasty cuts, you run your hand from her toned humanoid stomach back to her withers. "Nina, we've got some time. Go grab your bridle." You order. Nina immediately perks up in just the right combination of anxiety and anticipation.
The big centaur trots off to her room and comes back a minute later. Her stacked torso bends over to your level for you to put the leather and steel contraption on her.
You slide the crown strap over her ears first, giving each a soft twitch before setting and straightening the brow band. You force the curb strap over the bottom of her chin. It's different than setting a bridle on a regular horse, but you found this way to be the most efficient for a centaur. You secure the throat strap at the back of her soft brown jaw.
You notice the stainless steel D-ring-ended bit you handmade is barely pulling at the corners of her mouth, probably from her toying with it so much. You tighten the cheekstraps to a healthy three wrinkles. Nina starts to lick and gum the bit, just the right amount of uncomfortable.
You signal her to remove her shirt before you attach the reigns. Her full brown tits strain against her familiar black Ornery Oni brand sports bra. You twitch her ear just a little hard. "You only brought the long reins. Is this what you wanted you dirty horse?"
"Ihmm sahwy." Nina tries to talk around the bit.
"Sorry isn't an answer. Yes or no is an answer." You twitch harder and Nina's breath starts to quicken.
"Yesh. I wansh ish." Nina's hands go to your pants as you attach the reins.
You stop her. Izzy is Grade-A bitch but you did get one useful piece of info from. "Say 'I want it master.' and say it right."
You see the massive centaur swallow hard and try very hard to enunciate, clicking her tongue for the T's. "I wantuh itsh, maztur."
You pull her head down by the reins and give her a quick kiss over bit tight lips. "Then let's do it on the bed."
He doesn't do bad ends, barely anyone who writes here does
My inner Knight is screaming for blood right now.
Just hide it anon
Is that a challenge?
Or rather, the ones who do badend, aren't exactly that subtle about it.
Well the only one who really does it is fallout greentext guy, but his are short and the ends are sometimes questionable "bad" ends
>over bit tight lips
Are you asking what a bit is?
That's good then. None of his stories has had a bad end, even if suffering was involved to get there, so I feel better about it1 now.
I was just wondering if the sentence structure was correct. "Bit tight lips" sounded a bit wrong to me?
Swiss bank account, set one up. Then, buy a pre-paid phone. Then give the boss a call with that thing that hides your voice. Then the offer, make with money and lots of it or I call his wife and inform her of his little affair with the kitsune chef. Also ask that he stop with the affair or these demands will keep coming. Each time I call, the amount goes up. It'll become obvious at some point that he really can't afford to keep my mouth shut and he will stop.
Now if he kills her or something the man's as good as dead himself. Don't tell this to him though, people with money and death threats get better security. I don't want him to double up his protection before I come for his head.
Either way, I get justice for her and a phat load of dosh. So win/win on my end. What, you think I'm a white knight? Nah, grey's more my color.
Take a pencil and pull it sideways across your lips until it's back about halfway down your tongue. That's what those lips are like right now.
There is a hyphen missing in there. Should be bit-tight.
>Then let's do it on the bed
There doesn't seem to be very many positions to fuck a horse pussy.
Standing, laying down, on her side(?)
From behind while pulling on the reins. Ever see that one Z-ton doujin with the military officer centaur?
Ah, okay, got it.
I don't really count that a position, it's still basically standing/laying down
Oh, when you said laying down, I assumed you meant on the side.
But Anon she's already dead
that's the joke
>That innocent smile of miia
I really miss the earlier chapters
There's a couple Nureonagos manning the kitchen behind the counter. This "Mafuburgers" is a family-run chain, from what you heard, it originated across the sea. There's steam constantly rising from inside the baking area, you guess the watery slime girl's bodies tend to drip onto the burners and such. Probably have to deal with the smell of burnt liquid quite often. Doubt it bothers them too much.
...Can slime girls smell? Sure, Nureonagos try to copy the human shape, but what about the more complex faculties---?
As you ponder that tantalizing realization, a familiar face greets you at the waiting section with a polite bow.
"Good morning, Felix."
She's taller than the other nureonagos, around 5'9 or 5'10. You're not sure if that's from water consumption or some sort of bizarre biology, but she's always around this height. It's very tall for a Japanese girl, even if she is a monster girl. But she doesn't really like that Japanese to begin with. She wears a nureonago black top with ribbons edges, and some sort of oriental styled pants with open sides.
Her long gooey black hair is tied into a ponytail, this first time you've seen such a thing. The very tip of the ponytail is dripping slightly. Come to think of it, you don't see other nureonagos ears very often. They're always covered by the oily black goo hair.
But about the most out-of-place thing you'd notice about this girl, there are tiny dots littered across her cheeks. They're freckles. You wonder how a slime girl could accomplish such a thing. Again, perhaps it's human genetics at place.
You politely bow in your usual apologetic motion, "Good morning, Mafumi."
The nureonago flashes you an innocent smile before realizing she should be doing her job.
"Uh.. Would you care for a booth?"
"That would be fine, thank you."
You follow the slime girl to a booth with a wet table, hopefully from being recently cleaned. Though, you somehow doubt it.
What if Zombina is actually a double agent for the zombies? You'd just let her waltz around your safe haven?
What's the point of bathing if you can't do it in a tub full of slime girl?!
She was so happy. Able to just ask her Darling for them to go out...
here a question i just thought up would a bullet to the head kill zombina?
Now she has to schedule time with him from the other girls, someone has to make a fake threat for him to take her out, being Miia, or any girl in that house has to be suffering.
At least she'll be happy when she wins.
How long is Miia?
>implying she won't have to share a minuscule slice of Darling cake
She looks older as okayado got better at drawing, I'm not sure which I like better
Those unusual features of hers catches you off guard every time. But the best part of the day has come.
The sweet smell from inside this diner really puts you at ease, it smells very appealing. You usually come here on the weekends or to simply spoil yourself. Seems appropriate given the date.
"Would you like the usual?"
The nureonago politely bows to you once more before heading off to procure your mafuckin'... cinnamon rolls. Bitch.
Fuckin' cinnamon rolls are fat delicious, dog. It's like fucking... bread candy.
As Mafumi slides back into the kitchen to make you your ballan ass, dank ass, sweet ass cinnamon rolls, you can't help but feel like reminiscing about this morning in a series of flashbacks.
Or not. Naw. You'd rather describe cinnamon rolls. It's the type of food you must measure the precise amount consumed, too much and it becomes nauseating, too little and you're unsatisfied. Such a simple thing to acknowledge, but far from mastery. It's why you enjoy it so, making such simple foods more complicated than it need be.
People get rich making shows for just such a subject. It's a thug life.
>arrive back at office building
>head up to top floor with boss and kitsune chef
>head to boss's office, where he hands you a stack of folders
>"Get these out to the floor managers will you? And tell my receptionist that I'll be unavailable."
>boss and kitsune chef enter his office, plastic varnish door slams in your face
>100% confirmed of what was going to happen now
>have conflicting feelings
>entirely wrong, morally and ethically
>but then again, this was your job and it did put food on the table
>would risking your job to save just one monster girl really be worth it?
>If she really didnt want it, she could have refused right?
>after all, she was a monster girl, this was in her nature
>a ding of an elevator snaps you out of your mental conundrum, reminding you to deliver the folders
>finish your work and head on home, watch a late night show, and go to bed
>next day, receive a phone call from boss
>"Hey Anon, going to need to ask a favor. Could you drop off someone for me?"
>Yes sir boss
>suit up and head to office
>pull around front to see kitsune chef again
>shes staring at the ground as you open the door for her
>she gets into the backseat without saying a word
>get behind the wheel and ask her where she wanted to go
>She mumbles an address across town
>put the car into drive and head out
>car ride is silent, only the early morning radio show breaking the silence
>kitsune chef suddenly speaks to you
>"You were at the dinner last night wern't you?" she asks, still staring at her feet, looking somewhat diminished
>admit that you were there
>she slowly turns her attention to outside the window, watching the buildings pass by her as you get onto the highway
>"Was the hair last night brown or blonde?" she softly asks you
>taken back by the question, words caught in throat
>finally able to sputter out that you thought it was blonde
>her expression dosnt change as she continues to stare out the window
>"...I guess it was"
I dunno, I think things are picking up for her.
>alone with her
Cmon man, just make it good end already
>finally able to sputter out that you thought it was blonde
YOU FUCKED IT UP
HOW COULD YOU
There is a suspicious lack of blackmail happening here. Tell her it was brown. I wouldn't be surprised if there had been a series of such events, and that said events were sponsored and rigged by the boss so he could get both his wife and the fluffy at the same time.
Shit won't stand nigga, and my bank account is feelin' mighty empty. Why not solve both problems with one move?
Don't fuck with me, man.
Probably the only one who got a proper date
>finally able to sputter out that you thought it was blonde
Aight thats it time to purge this beta ass MC
What if Darling is actually a zombie and that's why he hasn't died yet at the hands of the MGs?
I think we all know who we need to come right now to teach both the boss and the beta MC a lesson.
7 meters. Wow
"Hahaha, don't freak out or nothin' you just hit a small part of my brain! .... ... ... oh fuck, now I don't know math!"
Save us, Dredd!
Are you done for the night or should I stay awake a bit longer?
Yes he is the savior we need
For once, Dredd-kun, I agree with you.
Dredd end is preferable right now.
>Implying the law isn't always right
>you will never engage in high-seas scallywaggery with your mysteriously nautically-inclined salamander dread pirate captain
Have to agree he's beta as all hell. Real alpha move is blackmail his boss for lots of money while being supportive of the fluffy with newly acquired stacks of money. Help her to find the courage to stand up to him while continuing blackmail. When she finally does you're sitting on a pile of cash big enough to give both of you a comfortable life. And you keep your job if you do it right, because he'll never be able to trace it back to you if you take the proper precautions.
Alpha male play for keeps.
How do you CYOA/monster girl fanfic writers do it? As a guy who's written short stories for years (mainly war/horror) how in the end do you write a satisfying ending in a story that involves romance? How do you decide who wins the MC, who dies (if the story involves war), and how to end the romance plot on a note that will make your readers feel good? I recently started writing MG fic and I'm constantly having trouble with this. Any help is appreciated.
>Go on to fix that Centaur hand-holding hands thing.
>End up doing this instead.
Fuck my ADD, but...
Would you play it? Y/N?
Little pages like that I love.
>Invoking this much rage
teach me how to write
I have confidence that aftyn can make it okay in the end. P-please don't let me down ;_;
Yes please, save us Dredd
Stop focusing on the destination and focus on the journey instead.
Sitting on all that cash. Still working for that sack of shit and not repoting him to the cops
I agree with the money making scheme but I would loose the used goods.
>they might make fun of her for liking carrots
I've never seen one man cause so much nerd rage since the cancellation of firefly.
Forgot how adorable that chapter was.
Probably not, I don't really like suffering and I absolutely can't stand the suffering of lolis
I'm still here, I was off doing something but now I'm back, give me 5 minutes.
I guess they all say "You can't judge a book by its cover." Right?
I had never truly understood the meaning of the phrase until that night. Pretty horrible for a man of the cloth, right?
I was, like others, a Judicator. A priest under the command of the church to undergo covert operations against the evils that should oppose us.
I was the youngest of the Judicators, at the age of 21. Though I had begun to prove myself quickly.
Missions were what you would expect. Clear out a nest of spiders, slay a beast or two. Kill a monster. Though "monster" is a subjective term, there are many things that could be called monsters.
Though the time I enjoyed the most was interacting with the people. To give that one child the hope that his missing father might come back, to see his face when he does, that is what I lived for.
I was well known in my city, everyone knew the kindhearted young priest who made it his duty to help people. Because of that I guess I shouldn't be so surprised.
It was one night, as I lie in bed, drifting off to sleep. That fateful night. I heard my window open ever so quietly.
I stayed silent, listening to the creaks of the floorboards as someone, or something, moved throughout my tiny apartment. I felt it climb onto the foot of my bed, maneuvering its way towards me.
I could not take the tension any longer, I pulled out the pistol I had hidden beneath my pillow and pointed it in the anomaly's direction.
There I saw her, a girl. She was a fairly normal girl, if you counted bat wings and a forked tail as normal. I could already tell what she was.
"Don't come any closer." I stated, firmly keeping my aim on her.
Her look of surprise turned to worry, and she threw her arms in front of her face.
"Oh please sir, don't hurt me. I didn't mean to startle you, honest I did!"
My gaze softened when I noticed she was on the verge of tears, and surprise began to fill my own face.
"Why should I trust a succubus?"
>implying that darling isn't kill
I never really expect too much seriousness from monster girl stories.
He's not dead. There's a neck slot on the scyth that someone decided to shoop out. The pixels are obvious in this.
>Zombie apocalypse happens
>Trying to hold out with a bunch of bros
>One of them gets sucked off and becomes a zombie
>Demonic energy immediately turns him into a zombiegirl
Moe succubutt is my fetish. Go on.
Yes, in a way. Even if you had a heroine who you had planned on winning at the end, you have to take into account how your newer ideas have affected the relationships between your characters and how that made you write them. This isn't purely personal, however. Take into account the feelings of your own readers and compare them to your own.
A satisfying 'end' doesn't exist. People will always want to know how the relationship has progressed once it's become official. What you can do is make the climax the 'cementing' of the relationship (and their consummation of it, if you're the type to write one out), the falling action would be the general echoes of the event (how it's affected their relationships with their peers, with one another, and the way they live out their daily lives), and the conclusion would be a passionate reaffirmation of their feelings for each other. That seems like the ideal sequence for me.
No you don't get it, it's ultimate vengence! He'd be so mad, so very mad he got found out. So very mad he had to pay out the ass to keep his mouth shut. And it was all for nothing because she stood up to him and probably told his wife and the cops herself so wife gets half his shit in the divorce. Plus the legal fees he'll have to pay if he wants to avoid jail time.
And the one man who ruined his life is sitting right there in front of him drawing a paycheck every month from his bank accounts. Play for keeps.
It completely offsets everything. People getting so upset over it is hilarious.
>implying this is how it works in real life
>implying he wouldn't laugh when he knows you have no proof
>implying he wouldn't figure out who you are from simple deduction
>implying you wouldn't walk into work the next day to find all your stuff gone and a pink slip waiting for you
>implying kitsune chef wouldn't refuse to take the stand for fear of reprisal and he'd get away with everything
>Darling will never give her a carrot hair clip
>Also never give me a set of golden wedding horse shoes.
I hope he slowly falls in love instead of immediately and has inner conflicts with loving her.
>tfw listening to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aojTGWAqUIQ while reading
>Implying it wouldn't be an action-packed Thriller/Healing Story.
>Good End: Discharged with honours. Adopt suffering loli as new Daughteru.
>Mid End: KIA. Loli is adopted by loving family.
>Bad End: Discharged with honours. Lose arm and leg. Loli is recruited into the MonsterGirl LRA.
“Pretty girl!” Kiyo screams as she blasts through the air with her claws held forward. The edge waiting to find a soft spot of flesh on Dagura, her demented grin and eyes reduced to slits show just how little of her sanity she has left, the only thing concerning her right now is keeping you with her regardless of what she has to do to achieve it. Dagura sees through it. Her claw moves low enough to intercept it and hold it in place while her free hand cocks into a punch. Kiyo moves through the air too fast to rethink her strategy or even really think at all, her claws do manage to push Dagura back just a few inches but not enough to do any damage. “It’s over!” Dagura’s fist swing downward to Kiyo’s neck making contact just as the confused ryu looked up.
The sound of Kiyo’s face meeting the floor is followed by the intense silence save the slithering of the giant serpent. Her face bruised and battered as well her lip torn, all in all she resembles a fruit of some sort rather than a wurm. Regardless of that she smiles. Her eyes no longer wide with worry or anger but simple happiness as she slithers to you with her claws held forward to hug you.
You wake up at once when her claws wrap around you, at first in fear thinking Kiyo had won, your worries disappear seeing the smiling Dagura holding you up with tears of happiness streaming down her face. “D-Did you see me Anon? Was I cool?” You extend your hand and stroke her hair which elicits a cheerful giggling as well as her own head shaking trying to feel more of you.
>Golden horse shoes
It's like you want them to suffer
“Yeah, you were cool.” You didn't even think about telling her you were unconscious. She smiles gratefully and brings you in for a tight hug. From her shoulder you realize she dropped a magazine to the floor. Your eyes are tired and the room shakes but you barely manage to make out the title “Shonen Jump?” You pronounce the name before Dagura jerks you forward with a renewed look of worry.
“Doggy!!” She doesn't waste time in looking for the wolfgirl hidden beneath a stack of desks and fallen shelves in a makeshift shelter. She seems alright except for a sprained hand which she licks dutifully. “Anon She’s hurt! We take her to the veterans!” You don’t correct her as she nuzzles the whimpering girl into her grasp.
“It’s okay now Doggy, nothing to fear.” She shushes the worried wolfgirl who slowly licks Dagura’s cheek while you think on what you can do. Dagura scratches her head and looks at you worried. “What do we do Anon?” The wolfgirl accompanies her by barking slowly and whimpering at you. The entire scene is completely ridiculous, from the wolfgirl nestled in Dagura's arms to the Ryu bleeding on the floor.
You shake your head to clear the cobwebs and decide that the first thing you need to do is…
1. Take the wolfgirl to the veterinarian (Avoid further encounters)
2. Call the police (Oni encounter)
3. Call an ambulance (Vampire encounter)
>Hound likes the centaur.
>Then Hound likes the Oni.
>Then Hound likes the Minotaur.
>Then Hound likes the giant monkey.
>His preferences change as the waifu gets larger.
>Hound is indecisive.
Hound is a natural harem MC.
Might as well let Kiyo check in with the hospital too.
Wasn't Polt in the mix for a while, too?
She sniffled and stared at me from between her fingers.
"I-I just wanted to see you up close!"
I raised an eyebrow and uttered a flat "What?"
"I-I've been watching you for a long while now, Mr. Priest. You're always so kind and generous, so gentle and, and and. . ."
She cupped her cheeks in her hands and blushed. Is this what having a "fan" is like?
She covered her face again once she noticed I was still pointing my gun at her.
"Y-you may not remember me. I-I came and asked you after one of your sermons. I-I asked you what it means to love someone. A-and you answered 'To love someone is to show unconditional affection or admiration to. To depend on that person, and to know that you'd be willing to spend the rest of your life in their arms. In truth, love can be a great many things, it is up to you to decide just what it means to yourself.'"
Come to think of it, I did remember her. She was such a nice girl, I had noticed her attending all of my sermons, but in the darkness of my apartment I did not recognize her.
I put my gun down and flipped on the lamp atop my nighstand.
I could see her clearly now. She was modestly dressed, wearing some sort of gothic dress. She had long beautiful brown hair and her eyes were a deep blue, the kind you'd get lost in.
"So what is it that you want?" I asked.
She seemed surprised that I had set down the gun, but in the light her face was still a bright red, and she only looked directly at me every few seconds or so.
"Well, it's just that. . ." she trailed off.
"Whenever we succubi come of age, it is then that we acquire the need to absorb energy. S-so, I do not want to absorb some stranger's energy. A-and there's a tradition with us succubi that the first man we mate with becomes our husband, and. . ."
Was this some sort of twisted confession? I was flattered but at the same time confused.
"I didn't really know if you would like a succubus, all things considered."
4. We should probably call father-anon about this
Er... right. She could just get a regular band.
Rach would give him a golden cock ring.
1+2. Call the cops to the scene and tell them you're headed to the vet if they want to question anybody.
3. We're not jerk enough to leave Kiyo on the floor.
What did you expect? That massive rod has to be taking up at least 50% of his blood supply.
Hound's favorite anime must be TTGL then.
I wouldn't mind no more encounters, but everyone is pretty busted up so 3
I'm too tired to write.
Just can't do it anymore.
That's if you do it wrong numbskull. There's an element of plotting to this. Do it right and he'll never know it was you. What is he anyway, low level employee. Bosses don't think to highly of the lower level guy's IQ unless he's in the tech department and all he really knows is that he saw her walking out of the office, not the part in the car that let him piece it all together.
Get a new prepaid smartphone, stake out his house a bit get the photos, if you can hack his phone and grab the texts. Boom, irrefutable proof. Use new phone to send him your evidence and the ultimatum, money or it's on the news. Send from place that is not your home, a place with lots of people in it who have their phones out too. Don't forget to buy some nice encryption too, don't worry, once the money flows in you won't notice the hole in your finances these preps took one bit.
This sort of thing is surprisingly easy, all it takes is a plan to ally suspicion away from yourself. Set him on the wrong path for his "deductions". For if any premise is wrong in a deductive argument it is invalid, same for this shit. He fucks up one piece of evidence and he won't find you. Seriously it's like you've never blackmailed a friend before, same difference really.
4. Consider taking a break from monster girls until you get over the mental and emotional trauma this will inspire later in your life
Anyone remember Breath of Fire?
I wonder if my liking of monster girls came from Deis.
i want to save her.
i'd play it, but follow the walkthrough by the letter. i don't want to fuck up getting the Good End.
Eh. Dagura and Kiyo (even though she went crazy for a bit, we can still be nice) need to have their injuries looked at.
Hound has universe-sized bros.
3. Dagura got hurt too, plus the wolf is probably more suited to be seen by a doctor than a vet. Plus even if she is crazy, we can't just leave Kiyo to bleed out on the floor.
everyone loves Polt. that ass has got to be in everyone's top 5
I can not remember this fine ass you speak of. Care to share?
Half of my heart wants to love monster girls, half of my heart doesn't want to for fear of mindless sex beast
You're only human Rich, thanks for humoring us anyways. Rest up buddy.
Would you always love your Monster Girl Waifu? Even if you had to wash her with a rag on a stick?
It upsets me when I see that picture where it's number 3 behind Draco's 2. Motherfucker Draco barely has an ass, it's mostly dragon tail, which is fine in its own right, but in an ass contest? Draco has half an ass. Polt all the way.
It's all good bud. You rest well, now. We'll look forward to your return.
I still wonder if i'll ever see a continuation of that orc.
Sleep well. You coming back tomorrow?
Its all good. Good that you're tired I can finally go to bed somewhat early.
>all this 3 for Kiya
>being nice to someone who just went crazy and tried to rape you and was willing to kill someone to do it
there's asking for it, and then there's asking for it.
Just lock her up and fix up the nice people.
Not even close.
It's all light hearted fun. It's not like we're really expecting REALISM from Cyoanon here.
>an ass you could bounce a quarter off of
Damn, that is one fine MG.
Who's to judge the right from wrong, I think we'll both agree that both girls loved us a lot. She's not a bad person
Im not even an ass man butt that is a fine ass.
Rape and murder are pretty bad person things, dude.
I would still love her if she aged badly.
I would still love her if she took off her shirt and had weird flapjack titties.
I would still love her if she went senile and I had to spoon-feed her.
I don't think I would love a woman that let herself go like that, though. That ain't middle-age pudge, that's a concerted attempt to look nasty as fuck.
>Who's to judge the right from wrong
You fucker. You should know that references breed references.
awww you sonabitch
>not getting the reference
Dredd thats who
I have to thank cyoanon, I would never have bothered learning about MGR and it's wonderful music and writing if it was not for his crab and paladin stories
Look, anon. The only thing I know for real is that there will be love.
Pure marriage material.
Imagine her in a one piece swim suit, seeing the shape of it caress the sculpted body is encloses, yet even with that muscle tone she still has curves that most women would kill for.
"So, why did you sneak into my room again?" I asked
A look of surprise creeped onto her face.
"You know, I never really thought this plan through now did I?" she said, scratching her head.
"No, it certainly doesn't seem that way."
"But Mr. Priest, I want you to know that I thought about what you said to me, and I really think I have fallen in love with you. P-please don't assume that because of my race, that I'm some m-m-m-monster. . ."
She was almost on the verge of tears again. I could tell she was being honest, and thr succubi are quite the pitiable bunch. To think, being branded as evil just because the things they ,ust do to survive, as well as legends and all that. Not saying they're all paragons either, I've fought my fair share of crooked demons, if you could call them that.
Nevertheless, I didn't want to hurt her feelings.
"What's your name?" I asked.
She looked up.
"Well Miss Lilynette, I'm flattered that you feel that way. However, a confession like this is very. . . Sudden. That, and I was just about to go to sleep."
"Oh, sorry, I'm sorry."
"No no no, it's quite alright. Listen, why don't you spend the night here for the time being."
I handed her the box of tissues that was lying upon my nightstand, she wiped her eyes and nodded happily.
I moved the inflatable camping bed I had stored in the closet out and had her sleep there. After a share of good nights I flicked the light switch off and began to drift back into sleep.
I was filled with thoughts and emotions that I had never had before. All I could do was sleep for now.
The next morning, I slowly opened my eyes and rolled over to find a familiar face lying beside me. She was outside of my sheets but clinging to me nonetheless. After an embarassing event of waking her up I went through my morning routine and prepared to leave.
"Um, Mr. Priest!" I heard her call as I began to turn my doorknob.
Ugh. Just awful
Fuck it im now coverting to being an ass man.
And i dont care how well i can swim i`ll learn the dog paddle from her
Just like the buffalo, blindly following the herd. You try to justify all the things that have occurred!
Seems it might be time for my annual marathon of OS again.
What's wrong with that name?
Jesus that braid. Just how long is her hairÉ
Nina looks confused. "Buh my bedsh nau big ennuf for..."
Her eyes get wide as you grab her hand and lead her to the master bedroom. The centaur gets panicky "Mozer ill kill me. Sheull kill you tshoo."
You yank on the reins and she digs her hooves into the fake turf. "I'm not asking." You imperiate.
Nina finally relents, and you walk through the heavy oak doors into a room that smells of red ceder and sawdust. The bed other than it's massive size looks fairly normal on the largest side but has a large chaise-style curl on the other. The flat side looks like it hasn't been used in a very long time.
There's an oversized dresser with a mirror and massive wardrobe. Well, it might be a chifferobe for a centaur.
Thought the red satin sheets look inviting, you do the smart thing and make Nina lay down some blanket-sized centaur towels on the bed to soak up the sweat and other evidence. You both strip down completely, a first for you. You take a second, that feels like a minute, to appreciate the terrified naked one ton girl sitting and trembling obediently on the covers awaiting your touch. Even the dark centaur can't stop looking at your own bare body with her large almond brown eyes.
Nina runs her fingers over your chest while you gently twitch her ears and go in for a kiss, stopping guiltily on the crooked lump of bone on your side. You instruct her to roll over on her back, something that's always been impossible on hard ground. For a girl who is always upright, even when she sleeps, you can see the disorientation and fear take hold as her legs stick in the air. Her perky breasts slide just so to either side of her chest and her breath speeds to the edge of hyperventilation.
You straddle her upper body and lay your erection in the valley of her breasts. She's so big you don't even have to hunch your back to kiss her while you massage her boobs and tweak hard nipples. "Your hands are rough. Your mouth is full. So let's try this, in a different way."
I think it might be time to redo this.
Hahaha. Oh wow.
Wonder how THAT conversation between mother and daughter's going to go.
since funimation has outlaw i think that they might do a blu ray or at least a high definition release of it if they do im gonna marathon the fuck out of it
Not sure if fucking her on someone else's bed is right...
I dont know why but i see her as slightly more tanned than that
There was an announcement for a release last October, I was hoping it'd have a date by now.
Long enough to admire.
on her back, excellent. sad to see that reminder that Mother is lonely though.
Exactly. I colored a version of her in a Santa suit with a tan so that's what she'll get this round.
I don't know if you really care, but I noticed that the day you left to go to the park and met the wolf girl at night was Sunday and then when you went to sleep and arrived at the library it was also Sunday . Not sure if it's worth bothering to change the date in the pastebin for when you first went to the park
Well, her husband IS dead.
Heh. She seems extra vulnerable lying down on her back.
>Super strong alien catgirl race
>first time he meets her she thinks humans are puny
>Doesn't realize Caster Pistols ain't nothing to fuck with, tanks shot with her face.
>Loses job, eventually has to essentially work for man who shot her in the face and cost her her job.
God I loved that anime.
damn didn't know about the announcement only of there q and a at some convention im heading to sdcc this year i know they have a booth down there if they don't announced anything by now till then ill ask some one there and maybe they can say something about it
When did I say it was sunday in the park? Not being condescending my memory is too short to save that detail.
Not really. But it's also a dominance thing. She needs to defer to MC more than her mom.
“We need to call an ambulance Dagura do you have your phone?” You put your hands on her shoulders which causes her to blush before she suddenly gasp in revelation “Yes!” She drops the wolfgirl at once who barely manages to get on her feet before taking out the pink danukia from her pocket. She stares at it for a few second without changing her expression of excitement at any point. “You do it!” She thrust the phone into your arms and goes off to play with the wolfgirl who now sniffs a pair of books thrown on the floor.
“Hello?” You speak into the phone as it rings absently. No response seems to come and you’re left watching Dagura throw herself on the floor beside the Wolfgirl as she repeatedly calls her in the cutesy voice that dog owners use. “Who’s a good doggy! Who’s a good doggy! You! Yes you are!” Dagura blows into the wolf’s face who likewise excitedly jumps back and forth before settling on licking Dagura’s face with her tail wagging excitedly behind her.
You consider maybe trying to carry the ryu before the other end of the phone sparks to life. “Hello this is St. Danuki’s hospital, can you state the nature of your emergency?” The voice on the other end is coarse and rough, a smoker’s voice you think to yourself as you explain the situation. “We’ll have a unit sent to your location in the next 10 minutes; do you need help meanwhile keeping the ryu conscious?” You look at the twitching Kiyo with her face buried in a pool of her blood and say…
1. Yes, please give help on keeping her conscious. (Kiyo route remains open, possible friendship/stalker relationship)
2. No, I think I’ll wait for the car. (Kiyo route ends, no more kiyo until epilogue.)
last one for tonight, the void overtakes me.
forgot image because I'm a fool.
I turned around to find her standing there once again, blushing and shuffling her feet.
"I-if it's alright with you, I'd like to accompany you today."
I nodded and proceeded outside.
My mind was still full of thoughts and arguments. I knew she was honest, though I do not wish to break her heart in any way. I almost felt as if I was digging myself into a hole. She was very cute though, there probably wouldn't be a man alive who would be happy to be with her.
But she deserves better than me, that much is true. Despite everything, I'm still just some killer with enough blood on my hands to drown someone. Sometimes I wondered how many of my contracts were truly guilty. But I couldn't help it, it was my job after all.
I lended her a spare helmet as I climbed onto the motorcycle I had so meticulously cared for since the day I bought it.
My first order of business today was visiting the orphanage downtown, seeing as how Lilynette can hide her succubus features I didn't see any harm with bringing her there.
We arrived before the gates of the old building, this was a place I knew all too well.
I grew up here, and ever since I became a priest I visit it every day. The children there are like family to me. I knock on the large wooden doors and am met with the face of a strong old man, the caretaker of this place.
"Ahh, Johnathan, it's so good to see you. Who's your friend?" he looked towards Lilynette.
"She's, well. . ." I scratched my head. Damn, now I'm the one not thinking things through.
"I'm his fiancee."
A bit of saliva made its way into my windpipe.
"Oh, oh goodness me, why didn't you tell me Johnathan? Oh come in come in."
I looked at her and she smiled.
Nevertheless, we followed the caretaker inside, walking down the large hallways, our footsteps echoing throughout the aged building.
"You're a very lucky man, Johnathan, to have such a beautiful young woman to be your wife. Oh, I'm so proud of you. We must celebrate as soon as we can!"
Same here, it's the only one I've ever bought on actual disk.
1. Lets make some more friends
Lets friendzone a water god. 1
Time for me to hit the hay
I am torn between cutting her off cold turkey or trying for friendship.. We need the library if were gonna teach datura to get smarter... And I don't want to just abandon her
Friend stalker? Hah!
1. Feel awfully bad for what happened.
Fucking anons voting to be in there alone with her, what the Hell guys.
1. Stalker is good.
It would have happend eventually
>there probably wouldn't be a man alive who would be happy to be with her.
Kinda fucked up there, dawg.
It's right ,who would want to be with a succubus
Hm, true, true...
1. We are gentlemen here, we don't leave a lady in a pool of her own blood.
>trying to stay just friends with a yandere
I swear you guys wouldn't last a day in animeland
2 even though it's hopeless
Despite what she did leaving her like that is kinda heartless.
"That won't be necessary, Albert."
"Oh listen to you, always so humble. Well, if you don't want to celebrate, we don't have to."
We arrived at a large room where all the children were currently playing. As soon as I stepped in they all ran up and greeted me.
"Hey look! It's big brother Johnathan!"
"Who's the pretty lady?"
By the look on her face, Lilynette may have thought I might be overwhelmed, but I'm used to it by now.
These children were all just like me, abandoned or left alone after their parents' deaths. Their ages ranging from toddlers to even a few teenagers. They were all family to me, each and every one of them.
"Oh yes, everyone say hello to Johnathan's fiancee, Lilynette!" Albert shouted.
I rubbed my forehead, realizing I'm digging myself a deeper and deeper hole.
But at this the children seemed to flock over to her.
"You're so pretty!"
"You're lucky to have big brother."
I couldn't help but laugh. She seemed a bit overwhelmed herself but the children liked her. She looked over at me and I gave her a warm smile, which she returned.
The next few hours were spent playing with the children, telling them stories, that sort of thing. When all was said and done we made our way out.
Albert stopped me halfway to my vehicle.
"Let me take a good look at you, boy." he said, turning me around to face him.
"My my, you're taller than me, aren't you?" tears started to form in his eyes.
He wiped his face with his sleeve and smiled.
"You'vr grown so much since I first met ya. Be good to that soon-to-be wife of yours. Bah, who am I kidding, I didn't raise you otherwise."
The old man turned and headed back to the building.
"Hey, Albert!" I yelled.
"Get that celebration ready for me, alright?"
He smiled and waved goodbye. I stood there staring until the door finally closed behind him.
"Mr. Priest?" Lilynette yelled.
With a chuckle, I walked back to my bike.
Yeah well, I'm kinda writing this as I go. I should probably proofread it before I post it too, bah.
It's all good, just pointing it out for you.
The mc is older than 21 right? He was just promoted at that age?
Back at home, I hung my jacket up and sat on the left side of my bed.
"You know. . ." I said to Lilynette.
"Often, love works in ways you do not understand. It hits us in the strangest of ways. Then again, they say God works in mysterious ways as well, right?"
She sat down next to me.
"Mr. Priest. . ."
"Call me Johnathan, Lilynette-"
"Call me Lily."
"Lily, I think I'll take you up on your offer. If you'd be willing to spend your life with someone like me."
I looked back at her, in all her beauty. That fair skin, her long brown hair, and her blues eyes, the kind you could get lost in.
Before I knew it my hand was caressing her cheek, and before I knew it we were wrapped in each other's warm embrace.
Months later, we were married, and finally got to celebrate with Albert.
As years passed by, not a day went with a single regret of my choice.
I abandoned my job as a judicator, and took up the task of caretaker to the orphanage after Albert's death.
Every day I spent with Lily, and eventually with our loving children, who got along with the orphans as well as I did.
For it was love that brought us together, that strange little emotion.
And it was love that kept me going, until the day I died,
Yes, but not too much older.
Well I hoped you guys enjoyed that, it was a little spur of the moment thing at 2:50 am in the morning. Now I need to get some sleep.
Keep on loving, /a/
That was quick, thanks though
Was simple, but good. Thank you.
You guide her arms to press her warm yielding chocolate mounds together. The big centaur is so scared you're afraid she'll kick if you go down below or grab her hocks.
She folds her arms up into little cat's paws and presses you from either side, begging silently to hold your hands as you thrust into dark velvety yielding flesh. She's so soaked with sweat, you move smoothly in her cleavage, each stroke leaving behind more of your precum and lubricating your path into rich hot heaven.
You kiss Nina and intertwine your fingers in hers as your momentum builds, reassuring the jittery mare. Her big primary heart is beating so hard that it vibrates your dick and sends tremors through her mountains. You don't even have to look behind you to know Nina is dripping with desire as you titfuck the centaur on her back even harder.
Her breasts bounce and jiggle as you drive hard between her, hips slamming against firm mammaries impressive enough to outshine any set on the bustiest shortstack. You move your lips to her tall ears and she lets out a lusty moan as you bite lightly, playfully on her fuzzy cartilage.
Your own breath comes short and hot as you build toward orgasm. Nina licks your chest through her bit and begins to grind one tit against the other to vary the sensation as she reads the peak of your arousal swiftly arriving. Large calloused hands envelope your own as you cum hard between in the warhorse's titties. Your hips buck in spams as you release into the chest of the panting mare. Her tight cleavage holds every last pearly jet in a fleshy pocket until you force her arms apart and the gelatinous white lust runs in a sticky glob down the center of her fine chest and onto her abs. The centaur absently scoops up a large dollop in her fingers and tries to lick it off through her bit with effort. The girl has come a long way. You grab her reins and motion her to sit upright. You soft twitch her ear with your free hand. "Is my Nina ready for her ride?"
I find it hard to imagine a centaur on her back. Where a regular horse has just the neck and head from the main body, a centaur has a whole other body that lies perpendicular to the horse body. I just can't see it without it being incredibly uncomfortable.
Seems we still got a way to go, are you really going to be able to finish it tonight?
Yeah imagining her bending forward like that makes me scratch my head too. I had the same problem when I read the lewd of the sphinx in bob's story
I dunno, I might come back some other time and write about their adventures or something like that.
Train won't stop until the end of the line
It's like forcing a person to touch their toes the whole time while having sex.
Scary? Uncomfortable? Yes.
It's noted that she couldn't do this on regular grass or concrete. This a super fluffy bed built for married centaur sex.
Didnt bob say he may expand on the sphinx and anubis storys?
Looking forward to it. May want to paste bin it for people you miss it
I imagine they are pretty flexible.
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT.
DAGURA A SHIT, KIYO A BEST.
that anus sticks out so much
We're you one of the two people who kept voting for her in the strawpolls? I feel for you, if only this wasn't a bookwurm story
You have to wonder how open centaurs are to anal with humans.
I hope they don't mind since it looks like it's asking to be fucked
I just realized we've only had two centaur stories here and they both weren't weren't vanilla but some kinky stuff. Even Ztons centaur stuff is treading the line. Being a centaur lover is suffering
Centaurs would be the most understanding and patient lovers it seems.
Or, at least the women would be.
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I imagine them to be a little haughty like elves but still show that creamy soft side from time to time
I still see some pride not unlike the knights of the middle ages, or is that Monster Musume talking?
Still, I wouldn't mind it. If someone can stand their ground on their own two (or four) legs, more power to them.
Really liked it thanks,wish there was more.