/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>come home late from work to your Nacha wife, dead tired
>"You fucking lolicon bastard, how dare you make me cook your dog food for you then come back this late!"
>you try to explain but she cuts you off
>"Shut it! I don't want to hear any of your pitiful excuses! Now come with me!"
>she takes you by the arm and drags you to the bathroom, where she strips you down and puts you in the tub
>"Ugh, so disgusting. Just when I thought you couldn't smell even more like a filthy pig."
>she gently scrubs your body, making all of your stress and tension melt away
>after she dries you off, she takes you to the bedroom, puts some sleepwear on you, and joins you under the covers after she strips down to her underwear
>"Go to sleep already, you worthless pile of human trash. Make sure you don't wake up this time."
>as you feel your eyes getting heavy, you throw your arms around her and nuzzle your head against her chest
>she tries to protest, but you're already out like a light
>"Tch. Even your sleeping face is so annoyingly cute."

>>17859009
Depends entirely on the monster girl but you either ignore them or push them down,
make them wetter than the River Thames and shove your bangers and mash into her.

Honestly the only lolis worth it are Familiars,
Baphomets, and maybe Wendigos.

>>17534453
>>17534456
Fuck you Nachos are the best spider, because BBA lolidom is the patrician's fetish.

>>17490350
The only good lolis are BBA lolis that're aged like a fine wine

>>17408320
I will become the Onii-san on the Wall for Barb's baphos and nachos

Since somebody mentioned it last thread...

>Be a monster hunter, seeking out the leads for a dangerous spider in the frozen wastes
>It's damned cold, which means the local Ice Queen must be going through a dry spell with her husband, your peck half-frozen in the layers of furs covering your body
>The feeling of a miasma grows as you near a cave, frozen webs draping the mouth of it like silken curtains
>'You're building some kind of realm-bridge. Well, I've got some fire for you. Fuck you, spider.'
>Grunting, you're moving in the claustrophobic tunnels, a ghostly melody floating into your reddened ears. It sounds like a woman's voice, or possibly a young girl's, drawing you deeper into the bowels of the earth.
>Dropping your heavy cloak and furs, you attempt to limber up in your tunic and heavy boots
>'If I'm gonna die today, at least It'll be well dressed. Not like some wall-chicken stealing vagrant.'
>Finally, there's a dim light ahead. The webbed cavern tunnels giving way to a lavish and posh looking room, covered in throw pillows and silken curtains and blankets. Sitting in the center, as if the four spider limbs sprouting from her back are plucking an invisible instrument, is the Atlach-Nacha you were told about.
"You know, it's often common courtesy to knock at the door to a girl's boudoir. You may never know if she's proper."
>Curse under your breath, readying your short sword as she stands up to turn towards you, the loose robe around her shoulders dropping ever so slightly.
>The blood freezes like ice in your veins when she turns, completely naked from the front, your mind trying to process what you're seeing
"But then, you reek like a virgin anyway, so stealth was never an option."
>Her words fall on deaf ears, the alien aura pulsating from her making it seem like a colossal spider with a human face is sizing up a tasty morsel
>You can't even move, much less scream as she smirks at you, bringing one leg up, all the way to her head as she balances on her other foot's ball
"There's something much more interesting down here to focus on, virgin-hunter~"