/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>20651946
>>20651923
>Anon disrobes
>'I am the King of Kings, look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
>Baphomet's face when she sees it

Well Anon, I don't know how to tell you this. Wait yes I do. You're fucking dead. Late at night while you were walking home you came across a damsel in distress being assaulted by a bunch of drunken ruffians. You rushed to her defense and ended up with a knife in your throat. As it turns out running in without a plan is a really bad idea. Who knew? Clearly not you.

Anyway you awaken from the cold slumber of death to find out the damsel in distress is not only covered in blood but is also smiling so smugly you swear her lips are about to tear. She explains she is a vampire and that she trapped your soul into an incredibly expensive amulet turning you into a pseudo-lich. She explains that if you ever take off the amulet your body will immediately drop dead again. So she gives you a choice. Die or pay for the amulet with centuries worth of service as her butler. You don't really have much of a choice otherwise so you accept.

You get taken to her castle and over the next few months you get to know some of her house guests.

You first meet your coworker a sweet werewolf with an amulet strikingly similar to yours. You spend most of your first day with her learning the ropes. You eventually decide to press her about the amulet and she explains that like you she's working to pay off a severe debt to the mistress. However unlike you she isn't dead. Rather the amulet keeps a few problematic skin conditions from surfacing. You eventually find a mouse hole you propose to get some mouse traps. However she begs you to leave it to her and not to tell the mistress.

While cleaning in the gargantuan library you spot a top heavy woman in star spangled robes. She's on a ladder 50 feet in the air pulling books from the shelves, but while descending she loses her footing and falls. You run over to help but realize just from looking at her body that her neck is broken. You panic and can't decide what to do, but she sits up, and fixes it herself with a" KRRK." You ask if she is alright. She brushes it off, but thanks you for your concern. She's already dead so it's not like a little fall could cause her much damage. You return to your cleaning only to see her once again fall and break her neck. You decide to assist her but she only manages to instead just fall on you and almost smothers back to death with her massive mammalian mana tanks. She apologizes and tries to laugh it off, but you feel she's more than a little embarrassed. You spend the rest of the day helping her with her research and being crushed under the weight of her breasts.

The next day you are asked to prepare a meal and take it down to the basement laboratory. As you enter you find that it's so dark you feel like you're suffocating. You wander around a bit, setting the meal down on table covered in alchemical equipment. You hear something moving in the dark and whip your head around to see an empty, shadow-stained corner. You call out into the darkness but get no response. The door suddenly slams shut, and takes away all but the light of the bunson burners. You hear more movement, like skittering scraping feet. You try to find the door, but your hands only grasp the empty void. You feel something brush past your foot and suddenly your violently wrapped up in the chitinous body of some kind of oriental bug woman. Her eyes are blood shot and she has massive black bags under them. Unable to move she interrogates you. Who are you?!? What do you want???! Who sent you!?!? Are you a spy from the guild?!?? Why aren't you answering me???????? You try to explain you're the hostess' new butler but she doesn't buy it, squeezing the life from your lungs. The sound of hissing fills the air and she skitters off into the dark. You spot her in the light of the bunson burner as she seems to be hard at work measuring fluids. She instructs you to bring her the meal. After feeling your way around in the void you find yourself back at her side. She then instructs you to feed her and you end up spending the next 20 minutes giving her spoonfuls of stew while she works.

As you get better at handling the chores you find yourself with more and more free time. Who do you decide to spend your time with?

[ ] The clumsy wizard zombie
[ ] The self-conscious werewolf maid
[ ] The workaholic oomakade alchemist
[ ] The smug vampire mistress

>>19925747

>>19531663
Anon this whole fight going on in the thread right now is neither my pig nor my farm. I don't know why >>19531610 brought this shit up.

>>19182394
>>19182597
>World Guide by a Baphomet
>"Hora" everywhere
>Calling onii-sans sissies
>Reminiscing about how the first time she and her husband did it he was sobbing about how perverse and degenerate her Bapho-pussy's tightness was
>Until his first orgasm, not even three minutes into their sex after she decided to hold his hands from cowgirl position
>Starts rambling on about the joys of having her petite ass squeezed by big, good, strong hands and the feeling of her husband's cock stretching and dragging her pussy
>Stops suddenly mid-paragraph in a fourth wall break as if the editor had caught onto the propoganda
>[ WE DEEPLY APOLOGIZE FOR OUR WRITER'S FERVOR. PLEASE DISREGARD ANY AND ALL PROPAGANDA FOR THE SABBATH ]
>Final pages are a two-page spread of a group of Baphomets, Witches, and Familiars all spread eagle with womb tattoos of Hearts, all of them wearing 'come hither' smirks

>>18740607
>>18740782
>Dark Strategist receiving praise for her tactics at the war table by the second-in-command, an Incubus she'd always harbored feelings for even before her monsterization
>Usually she would pleasure herself with two wet fingers or the edge of a table, covered in a cloth to prevent splinters... But today was different
>This damnable tail! It felt like it was on fire with thousands of tiny needles!
>Oh, how she wanted to wrap it around her beloved superior and claim ownership of him!
>The warm, malleable flesh sending sparks of pleasure up her inner thighs as she continued to stroke and rub at the spade, biting onto her tie to suppress her moans
>She was still not used to the fact that her arousal felt like she'd wet herself, but the dull throbbing of her vagina in sync with her heart told her that she was doing it at least somewhat right
>When she finally climaxed, it was a great release, her lewd hole spasming as her pants were drenched in feminine musk and fluid, filling her head with the heady stink of her masturbatory session
>Little did she know that a certain Succubus was spying on her and would help her precious 'little sister' to become a true woman

>>18638836
>>18638926
>Done with Wonderland
>He could've easily made Greenworm appeal to the onee-san and multi-arms crowd by making her into a blue "Ara ara" type MG with three or four pairs of arms
>Luring in men with soporific, almost opiate like smoke from a hookah mixed with her personal mana
>Telling men who wander into the gargantuan forests that It's best to stop worrying about whether or not two inches tall is a fine height or not as she nurses him into orgasm. Over and over.

>>17949928
>This thread
>Unbearably elitist

>>17880360

>>17338779
>Smug Manticub teaching you the true meaning of the gom jabbar
>Stick your dick in her tailpussy
>A human will seek more pleasure, while an animal will fear being eaten and try to pull out
>Either way you're getting envenomated and she's getting a huge wad

>>17326618
Well yeah every time I mention doing a Bapho or Nacho story I try to base her level of smug on Yupiel, caring but dominant and TURBO SMUG.

>>17234657
A Baphomet with Yupiel's level of smug would be insta-wife material for me.

>>17162798
- Shoggoth
- Atlach-Nacha
- Wendigo
- Satyros
- Wight
- Demon
- Baphomet

>>17123080
>>17123088
>>17123133
>>17123159
>>17123186
>>17123203
>>17123238
"You like this since you're basically trash, don't you?"
>You're bound by your hands and legs into a sort of splayed sitting position underneath a lounging couch by your Atlach-Nacha wife, she grins at you as she finishes webbing the stolen pair of panties around your eyes and onto your nose
"Go ahead, smell it and look at it closer~ After all, I still need to punish you."
>You can feel her delicate feet around your hand, massaging your right hand's palm and wrist, getting giggle out of her as you begin to breathe heavily and your heart race increases
>The smell of her pussy and your juices having intermingled is intoxicating while she continues her bare footed assault
"This hand in particular needs to be punished! It's this naughty hand that was going to steal your seed from me!"
>She tilts her head, noticing that your erection is practically standing completely upright against your abdomen
"My my, you're such a disgusting pig of a husband. Did my feet really get you off that much?"
>You can feel the webbing hit the base of your cock after she gets up, one foot stroking up and down peeling at your foreskin, every stroke dragging up pleasure
"Ka ha! Look at how you're leaking like a faucet! You sick, pathetic human. You just can't help but want to impregnate every monster that strikes your fancy, hm?"
>Getting pushed down, she removes the panties from your eyes, giving you a look at the moist, glistening pinkness of her petite slit
"Make me drenching wet. Otherwise your horrifically thick cock won't fit in here. You stupid man."
>The more and more you give her clit kisses and lick at her, the louder and longer her moans get as she grinds her pussy into your face, huffing out ever-so-smug laughs at how you're just like a dog cleaning its master
>You can feel her pelvis spasm against you when you give her one final little nibble on the little rosebud of her clitoris, though, drenching your face in her ejaculate
"It's no use. I have to put it in. It's going in. Don't try to stop me, trash-husband. This cock is the only good thing about you."
>You both moan in unison as she wraps one delicate hand around you and completely hilts you within her, not quite riding you yet, but grinding her hips into your pelvis nonetheless
"How is it? The pussy of your marvelous wife? Or are you as much at a loss for words as you are brains?"
>Bouncing in your lap, a silly, stupid grin never leaves her face as she continuously tells you that she can tell you're getting off on her loli-pussy
>Her four spider arms wrap around you near the end, your balls contracting as she sinks her fangs into your clavicle, the burning pleasure mingling with you losing it inside of her
>The last thing you hear before you black out is her muffled, husking laughter followed by one sentence
"Hehehaaa... Such testicular fortitude.
If we keep this up there's no way I won't have your daughters you filthy lolicon... But I suppose that could be nice too."

>>16904420

Reminder there is no loli that can out-smug the patron Goddess, Yupiel.