/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>43829263
Alice was screaming still and was scratching him like hell. He was bleeding, but as I said, didn't bother him any. "That's right, whore, keep crying. I'm going to make you cum. And you will carry this weight around all your chicken shit life." True to his word, despite being in so much pain, Alice did in fact orgasm. The man let it all out inside her. "Enjoyed that, slut? Here's one more". This punch nearly knocked her out.
What a monster. Alice realized that he was a sadist. He loved causing other people pain. Here he could have threatened her with the knife and she'd have bounced on his cock like his personal slave, or he could have tied her up. No, he wanted her to struggle. He wanted to see the pain and fear in her eyes. He wanted to brutally rape her, the brutality being more important - not the sex. But more than him, she hated herself. He had successfully ruined her. She would indeed have to live with this baggage for the rest of her life.
...
Alice could now barely bend down. The hunt for these men, whatever they did, had lasted a few months. Alice's stomach was now too big for her to safely do any of these chores, but the men didn't care. Big brother enjoyed putting his entire weight on Alice's stomach during the night, and hearing her helpless pleas.
"B-Big brother please! It's too big now, You can't! I'm begging you! For your child!"
"I don't care about that bastard rapebaby. I probably have some kids around the world, you know, those who survived what he's currently going through."
It felt like her stomach was going to explode.
...
"Big brother, they've given up"
"Come on then, let's leave this shithole. You fags would be nowhere if it weren't for me."
It was over. Alice had survived the worst. All those scars, weird methods of causing pain they came up with every now and again, keeping the 4 of them company for various nights. Now all she had to do was care for that child of hers. Bastard child, unknown father, he would not have a last name, sure, but it was her son, her blood and maybe the only one who would love her after what had happened. She even thought up a couple of names for her child. The men grabbed their shit, and stepped out of the door.
"One last thing. Lie down"
Alice, in a daze, obliged. She lied down on her back. She was going to be free after all this time.
"Close your eyes."
*thump*
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH"
She opened her eyes. Big Brother was standing there, laughing (for the first time). He held a huge iron rod in his hands. She couldn't believe it. Big brother had done the unthinkable. He had ended the life of his own child.
The carpet under Alice was quickly dyed scarlet. She was alternating between clenching her teeth and screaming with all her might, all the while ripping tafts of her hair off her head. "You were looking too happy, miss blondie. Big Brother doesn't like that happy face on you." Big brother threw the iron rod away, and the four of them walked away into the night, as inhuman screams erupted from the house.

>>43829240
sneaked a peek inside her top.
"Oi lads, this chick's wearin a pink bra! Isn't that cheeky!" The others did laugh this time, Big Brother only smirked. But all of them undressed her with their eyes. "Nice one, Little Bro!" "Look at her rack!" "Big ones! ahaha!"
Alice felt practically naked, seconds away from breaking down. For the rest of the night she made sure not to bend down from the waist.
Big brother called off the drinking. He was the only man sober. Said he didn't "trust any of these faggots not to mess this situation up." They were all sleeping on the couches.
"M-Mister Big Brother, I am tired, may i retire to my room now?"
"Get out of here, bitch". Alice did. She smuggled some food into her bedroom. She locked the door. Now that she had some time she thought about the situation.
There was Big Brother, scary and serious, didn't drink in those situations. He must have been in his mid 50s, looked like he must have been in the Army at some point of time. There was Lil Bro, retarded wannabe English guy with his horrible accent, and two other individuals who weren't particularly remarkable. Maybe Alice could get out of this alive? She would have to endure embarrassing remarks, but they didn't seem to be very keen on doing *that* to her. They had had enough chances during the entire day, but didn't act upon any of them, did they?
The next day wasn't anything too special. Alice cooked, cleaned, faced sexual comments, washed their clothes, and got treated like dirt. She did change into white underwear today, just in case something like last night happened.
Today the group was more relaxed. They had made themselves at home. Big Brother allowed them to get more drunk today. They were getting rowdy.
"Oi missy, here!"
Alice walked nonchalantly towards him, and poured him a drink. As someone else called her, Little Bro groped her ass. Alice was startled and and nearly dropped the bottle in her hands.
"Nice arse, too, lass!" She looked at lil bro in disbelief. No one had ever touched her like that, this was a gross violation of what she considered her limits.
"E-Excuse me, mister! Don't do that please!"
"I'll do what i want, cunt!"
The night went on as everyone groped alice's ass in various ways. Except of course, big brother, who again called off the night some time later. Alice heaved a sigh of relief. She hadn't eaten anything all day. As she was walking towards the kitchen, Lil bro caught her by the wrist. "You shouldn't eat too much, ya fat cow."
"Mister, please! I've been working all day long!"
"Tell ya what, I'll let ya have food if you life that skirt up and let us have a view of that pussy"
Alice didn't do it. She went to her room and slept on an empty stomach.
"Listen boys..."
...
Alice was surprised when, in the evening, Lil Bro told her to go take a shower. She was sure they would break in and rape her, but that never happened. She felt fresh and hopeful, and she was smelling of rose. If she had a lover, he would never let go of her hair, she thought.
Surprisingly, they didn't sexually harass her todya. She was even offered a full meal. Something was up. Big Brother must have disciplined them. Maybe they weren't so bad, Alice thought.
She went to sleep with those thoughts. But the door slammed open. Big brother walked in. "Hey prude, you think your vagina too good for us huh? You think you're hot shit? You'd sleep on an empty stomach rather than show us your panties eh?"
Alice was pushed onto the bed. He held Alice by the throat and put pressure. Alice felt like her windpipe was going to collapse. She was hitting at his hand. It obviously didn't work. His other hand glided down over to her chest. He unbuttoned her blouse. "Now you're wearing white. Hope you took a good shower because I don't fuck dirty bitches." Then he put his hands on her chest. Pressed them with, perhaps, all his might. Poor Alice screamed out in pain. Then he proceeded to pinch her nipples. Annoyed with Alice's screams he punched her in the face. Her nose started bleeding. Alice fought back the way women usually do, trying to get his eyes. Big bro was experienced. He didn't let her get to his face. Just as she nearly did, he put his entire weight on her chest forcing out all the air and causing her to feel like she was drowning. Her hands would fall to the side. She then started to scratch at his chest. Despite causing a good deal of damage, he didn't care. He almost seemed to be enjoying it.
He made Alice sit up. Got behind her, and groped her, this time more sensually and gently. Slid her panties to the side, and started fingering her. This was a little better than before, Alice thought. Better than having your ribs broken. "All right, you're wet. Time for main course"
Pushed onto the bed again, Alice could barely react before the man had forced himself onto her. She cried out in pain as his manhood penetrated her wet vagina. It was wet, but the man was still being too rough.

shitty fanfic i wrote when bored and horny
"HEY! Let go o-" Alice's words were cut short as the stranger on her door grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her, covering her mouth. Alice felt completely powerless as the man gripped her wrist and mouth with alarming levels of strength. He ushered her into her own home. She heard more footsteps and then the door shut. And lock. And then she felt something prick her arm...
...
As she opened her eyes, she heard voices. She could see 4 blurry figures sitting on her couch. She rubbed her eyes, as it occurred to her that she wasn't tied up. "Look the girl's awake" said a voice. Words could barely escape Alice's mouth, but she managed to stutter her way into asking them who they were and why they were in her house.
"People are looking for us, miss. I hope it is okay for us to seek refuge at your place for a few days until the heat dies down? As for who we are, don't concern yourself with that."
"No, get out of my house!" said an angry Alice.
"Look boys! She says she's happy to have us here! What a hospitable... fiiine young lady!"
Alice winced. In her senses and afraid for her safety, she made a dash for the door, turning the handle - in vain. The four men laughed at her helplessness as she crumpled near the door, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Feeling trapped, bitch? your magic won't work, and each of us is four times stronger than your five feet frame so you better behave yourself, slut!"
"Now, don't be so uncouth, bro, that's no way to talk to such a... fiiiiine young lady!" said one of them, undressing her with his eyes.
"Shut up you fags. Hey, you, come here!" said a man with the big, scary face, covered in scars. Just looking at him would make anyone piss his pants.
Alice glared at the man. Angered over this disobedience, the man got up and walked towards a whimpering Alice, and slapped her with the back of his hand. Alice cried out in pain and fear. Then he held her chin, with perhaps too much power, as was evident on Alice's contorted face. The man put his face close to hers.
"Those are the terms of our stay here: we stay as long as we like, you cook us food and clean the place, and you can't leave. You let us use this house as though we own it. For as long as we are here, you are our maid, servant. And remember: "
The man reached into his pocket and drew a very fearsome knife, smelling of something Alice recognized to be blood.
"if you call any friends using telepathy or whatever i'll disable their magic the same way we did yours, kill them, and make you eat the body parts. Raw. Understood?"
...
"UNDERSTOOD, YOU WHORE?" he said, letting go of her chin and punching her in the stomach.
"y-Yes!" Alice managed to say.
"Good. Now go make dinner. And if you get any funny ideas with a knife in your hand, remember this: mine's bigger."
...
The men were stuffing their faces with Alice's homemade dinner.
"Thank you miss, this meal is great. You must work well under pressure."
"Th-thank you"
Alice was sitting in a corner of her own living room with her legs drawn close. Why did this happen? Why is she a prisoner in her own home?
"Oi, come here, lass!" Knowing better than to disobey orders like that, Alice got up and walked to the man who had called her. She stood near the table with her hands in tied in front of her.
"Y-yes?"
"Heard you was a maid, love."
"I don't understand you, sir"
"Didn't Big Brother tell ya? You a maid. A waitress."
"Eh?"
"What's that, bitch? you dumb or somoething?"
"Mi-mister, what can I do for you?"
"Ha! That's more like it. For starters, get me some more chicken."
Alice obliged. What a shameful situation.
...
"Now, miss, do you have drinks?"
"No, mister, I am sorry."
"Pfft, what a shame, a single young girl like you living alone and you don't have drinks? Do you spend all that time rubbing your clit or something? Hahahaha" He was the only one laughing.
"Hey, shut up and get the shit out"
The man took out a sack full of bottles.
Alice was handed a bottle of vodka and a bottle opener.
"Now, bitch, go get us some glasses, you're our bartender tonight. There's the ice box. If the drinks aren't cold I'll waterboard you with them."
Alice did as told. Helping men drink alcohol? That was so promiscuous, she thought. Her mother would kill her if she ever did that willingly.
...
Four glasses on the table, one of them still full. Looked like whoever this Big Brother was, didn't drink. Alice dared not meet eyes with him.
"Pour me another one, love. Do it real slow"
"Yes, sir."
Alice bent down to pour him the drink, a little too much. The man took his face close to hers. She felt his hot, alcohol-infused breath on her face. It made her uncomfortable, but her body was also behaving weirdly. The man

>>22463185
He samefagged and forgot to remove his trip

>>19186989
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

>>19185853
Am I annoying you guys?
I'll stop if you want.

>>19185661
The tale of Puffy
>Puffy had grown to love her life in the woods after discovering there were many fruit trees further in.
>She ate of them greedily and grew even plumper than before.
>Not wanting for food, she gathered as much as she could and traded it with the passing merchants for among other things, whole holstaur milk making her even curvier and voluptuous than one could ever imagine possible.
>She even found wild grapes and cultivated them into wine which she too traded until becoming vastly rich, and turning her stick house into a stick mansion.
>An entire mansion made out of sticks.
>STICKS.
>She became known as the wild forest dwelling drunk and partied every night away in lovely splendor.
>That is until a big burly wolf showed up at her door with a pig tied up and flung over his shoulder.
>"Sis! Run away while you can!" Stuffy cried.
>Drunk, Puffy instead invited the wolf in for a drink.
>The wolf was happy to agree.
>She poured him glass after glass of the most fantastic wine. Eventually 5 glasses transformed into 20 and those turned into 40 until at last the wolf was rowdily intoxicated.
>"You sure look tasty" said the wolf.
>Puffy, more than flattered said, I'd be happy to give you a taste~ and spread her gorgeous thighs for the wolf.
>"Awoooooo" The wolf howled and pounced onto Puffy.
>He huffed
>He puffed
>He blew his load inside her. Having at last been satisfied, the wolf fell asleep.
>Puffy, ever the craftiest of the three sisters then dragged the sleeping wolf out of her house and punted him into the cold.
>She then locked the door.
>Once she had untied Stuffy she contacted the authorities and went to bed with Stuffy.
>The next morning, the wolf awoke in a jail cell.
>Angered, he kicked open the iron bars and raped the young kobold standing guard before making his escape.
>He made his way back to the forest and trudged up to the door.
>He slammed his fist against the wood, barking, "LITTLE PIGS LITTLE PIGS! LET ME IN!"
>Puffy already drunk as usual opened the window of her second floor, and called down, "Not *hic* by the hear of ar stecky slutty slits!~"
>She then threw out an empty wine bottle aimed squarely at his forehead and cracked his skull with a KACK!
>Rubbing his injury, the wolf roared in rage.
>"Why I outta-"
>Once again he was stumped he had been outsmarted and seduced by those delicious little pigs. He stroked his beard and wandered off into the forest.
>He found a stump and sat down pondering how he'd get to eat them. Clearly he had to step up his romantic gestures if he was going to get at those fat thighs again.
>He sat and thought then he thought some more.
>Then once again, the eldritch light bulb zapped into existence over his head.
>"You must show them the depths of your burning love." the light bulb spoke.
>The wolf sat a moment before-
>running away screaming into the forest.
>It was in the heat of the moment when the wolf had a brilliant idea.
>"I'll burn the house down!" he howled with a snap of his fingers.
>He went back to the mansion and grabbed the empty wine bottle and went back to town where he purchased some gasoline. He poured the gasoline into the wine bottle and stuffed a rag into the hole.
>He raced back to the manor and having acquired a lighter, lit the rag on fire and called out to the pigs.
>"LITTLE PIGS LITTLE PIGS! LET ME IN!"
>"I already told you, you big dumb wolf! Not by the hair of our sticky slutty slits!" Puffy crowed and threw another empty wine bottle at the wolf.
>The wolf deftly dodged the bottle and glared at the now vacant window.
>"Eh suit yourself." the wolf sighed and lit a fire under their fat asses.
>Puffy and Stuffy laughed as they began to drink more wine.
>Suddenly Puffy sniffed.
>"Hey sis, do you smell bacon?"
>"I don't really smell anything because of my nose." she snuffled.
>Puffy sniffed again, "Well something's frying and it smells really good."
>"Aw I'm jealous." Snuffy buied.
>They went back to drinking and then Puffy felt a strange burning on her posterior.
>She looked down to notice her tail was on fire.
>"Odd." she said, and took another sip of wi-
>PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
>"Oh god I'm on fire, help!" Puffy cried dropping to the ground and rolling about like a lunatic. Snuffy ran to get some water only to open the door and find the entire house was on fire.
>They began to panic as the fire spread throughout their bedroom, at first running around in cricles and as the fire crept closer, Stuffy found her courage and dragged her drunken sister through the burning house.
>They flung themselves out the front door and made it out just in time as the stick manor collapsed into a burning heap.
>"My house!" Puffy cried out only to tremble with fear as she heard foot steps approaching from behind.
>The wolf stood grinning with a fully raised "claw" ready to slash them apart.

I should really go to bed, but I want to finish this damn story first.

>>19185661
be back in a bit, smoke break.

>>19185414
The tale of Stuffy
>Stuffy began to live a happy life, finding a love for nature even despite her allergies. She frolicked around, going for runs in the wide open prairie and occasionally fishing in the nearby river.
>She had made a good life for herself
>But one day whilst fishing from the river she felt she was being watched.
>Before she could process the thought any further her line began to tug and she went to work reeling in her catch.
>It was the biggest catch of her life, she fought it for over an hour.
>At last with a mighty thrust, she pulled her catch free from the water.
>The fish was massive, standing at 6'4" and weighing over 200 pounds. It's body was thick with curly black hair and had a thick black beard that sat on a chiseled, manly jaw.
>Wait a minute
>Stuffy looked over her catch confused this was no fish!
>"What on earth are you? You can't be a fish, you don't have flippers or a tail or even gills! Heck you don't even have scales!" she growled in anger.
>The not-a-fish stood up, to reveal he was entirely naked if not for his thick body hair.
>"Hmm, you are right. I am indeed not a fish." he slurred, the fish hook still caught in his mouth.
>"If you must know, judging by my big, strong body, thick black fur, sharp teeth, and deep rooted hunger for flesh..."
>"B-Bui?"
>The not-a-fish struck an imposing stance with his arms and claws struck out threateningly
>"I'M A HUNGRY WOLFMAN COME TO FEAST ON PIG!" He roared.
>"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUI!!!!!!" Stuffy screamed and ran off before the wolf could "eat" her.
>The wolfman chased her through the prairie howling like a rutting dog and the littlest piggy cried wee wee wee all the way to her home.
>She shut herself inside her straw house and locked the door. (Yes she somehow found a door and attached it to a straw house and by some magic it has a functioning deadbolt.)
>The wolfman arrived at the door and tried to open it, but to no avail. He slammed his fist on the door and barked, "LITTLE PIG LITTLE PIG! LET ME IN!"
>"NOT BY THE HAIR ON MY STICKY SLUTTY SLIT!" Stuffy buied.
>To which the wolf replied, "then I'll....."
>Damn, the wolf had no idea. He paced outside the door for a few moments and suddenly a light bulb flashed into existence above his head.
>Confused as to why, and lightly perturbed by the eldritch light bulb he left to go to his thinking place. The town brothel.
>There he hatched a brilliant plan, a romantic gesture! He went out to the prairie and collected a bouquet of wild poppies and put them in a pretty little box.
>Having completed his trap he took it to the piggy's house and left it on her doorstep before scurrying off behind a bush.
>Stuffy headed out to investigate, wielding her trusty fishing pole for defence. She sweeped her gaze around and found her doorstep vacant except for a lone box wrapped in pink ribbon.
>"Aw somebody got me a gift!" she said, setting down the fishing pole. She greedily tore off the ribbon and opened the box to find, "Flowers??!? Oh no pollen! Ah ah aaaaaah"
>She huffed
>She puffed
>She sneezed and blew her house down!
>She surveyed the damage and before she knew it the wolfman was standing behind her.
>"Bui...." she sniffled.
>"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" he howled and pushed Stuffy to the ground.
>He began to eat her from behind, digging his "claw" into her plump little rump.
>Her succulent flesh was supple and good to touch, he gave her a sharp smack on the behind and began to "slice" her in two.
"Bui! Bui!" Stuffy cried as she was flayed alive by the wolfman's rigid talon.
>He hammered into her hips feeling the shivering of her flesh with each thrust. He rained blow after sharpened blow on her shapely hindquarters and felt the sweet joy of satisfaction bubbling up in his gut.
>Quickly, like a dam bursting he flooded her womb with his semen and impregnated the sow.
>Groooooooah!" he roared and fell backwards. Completely satisfied by his meal, he nodded off to sleep.

>>19185341
You already know how it's going to end.

>>19185312
>When Stuffy found herself in the city she was quick to search for accommodations. Only to find that the capital needed not only for a security deposit and first month's rent were laughably out of her reach.
>Defeated, she wandered out of the city back into the outskirts where she soon found a vast field of long golden grass.
>She soon hatched an idea to make herself a little house by gathering up the stalks of grass and making a little hut for herself.
>When she at last finished she looked at her work with pride and crawled inside to take a nap.
>Puffy found herself in a dark little forest and looked up into the sky to find to that it was soon going to rain.
>While her plump body could shake off the chilled air, she couldn't withstand the cold agonizing death of hypothermia caused by frigid rain.
>She quickly looked around searching for cover but found none because the trees were all evergreens and pine needles always seemed to get caught in her breasts and made her painfully itchy.
>She looked down at the sticks on the ground and soon hatched an idea.
>Having collected the choicest branches and sticks, she constructed a home and as the rain began to fall she huddled inside and layed down for a nap.
>Huffy had made her way out to the barren west rife with mosquitos and other obnoxious insects
>Tired of being stung and bitten she wished for a home to call her own.
>Thankfully she found one just sitting around in a corn field.
>She walked up to the door and kicked it open.
>A little blond alp was sitting at her kitchen table enjoying tea when Huffy suddenly grabbed her by her tail and dragged her out of the house.
>She went to the vacant dog house out back and tied up the little alp before laughing and heading inside to enjoy the tea.
>Afterwards she made her way to the bedroom where there were two beds. One big and manly, while the other was small and girly.
>She hopped into the big bed and soon fell asleep.

>>19185209
Once upon a time there were three little pig sisters named Huffy(The haughty eldest), Puffy (The especially voluptuous middle child), and Stuffy (The youngest who suffered from a severe pollen allergy)
>One day they had come of age and so they decided to head off into the world to make their fortunes.
>Their mother packed them some food for their journey, and waved them off with tears in her eyes.
>They traveled down the long road for several days and came to a fork in the road that split into three paths.
>One to the east, one to the north, and one to the west.
>The three sister's decided to split up and go their separate ways.
>Huffy puffed out her chest and went to the west where she had once heard was rich with minerals and excellent farm land waiting to be cultivated for profit.
>Puffy with her flabby breasts and hefty rump, headed down the path to the north laughing away the cold winds.
>And Stuffy, having once heard that the east was highly urbanized and had little in the way of plant life, decided to save herself some trouble and headed that way.

HEH HEH HEH.

Castle Vanderbell had mastered the elements for 200 years, standing as an unimpeachable fortress within the confines of the southern demon realms. Yet now after only 4 hours since the silver swordsman's arrival, it had fallen to ruins. An ash covered maw had been blasted into place where the front doors once were. The master's tower, a stoney blade that scraped against the sky, had been sheared off and crashed through the roof of the rest of the castle below. To the east-most section of Lady Vermillion's bastion was the ballroom where a blade of light pierced the rear wall and stretched further onwards before disappearing into the horizon. Within the obliterated confines of the ballroom stood a single man in dark clothing, and in his hands was his name-sake:

The shimmering, silver claymore "Azazel."

The blade glowed with an intense white light that was only just fading. As the last of the residual magic left the sword, the silver-swordsman plunged it into the floor and attempted to steady himself. A sudden revulsion in his chest pierced through him like a bolt of lightening. Blood spurted from his lips and stained the tile below crimson red. No longer wielding the strength to manifest Azazel, the sword cracked and shattered into shards of light. Garrett fell to his hands and knees and retched as another lung full of blood escaped his lips. The shards of light hung in the air for a brief moment, deciding whether or not to stay, before it traveled up Garrett's sleeve and embedded itself back in the tattoo on his right arm.

His lungs felt like they were on fire, no suffice to say it, they HAD been on fire. The Lillim's last magical blast had been far beyond what Azazel could ever hope to absorb, so it went where it always did. It went straight into Garrett's body. Typically the magic would be used to strengthen him, granting him agility and power far beyond human capabilities. Such was the bravado of those chosen to be heroes. But her magic had been on a completely different level. It was too much, the immense magic had singed his internal organs, and caused a great deal of his bones to splinter. Were it not for the healing crystal he had swallowed beforehand, he would not be conscious.

Garrett recounted the most powerful of the monster's he had defeated on his journey but none could have hoped to hold a candle to the magical power of Lady Franziska Vermillion.

He raised his head, hoping to catch sight of his enemy before she came to finish him off. Yet, to his surprise, the white-haired succubus was embedded in the small section of wall to have survived the blast from Azazel. Her pure-white dressed had been incinerated, exposing one of her bountiful breasts completely and revealing other large spans of bruised and blackened flesh. He felt a smile creep onto his lips, but just as he felt the joy of victory leap out of his chest, as if spurred by his gaze, the lillim gasped to life and fell from her socket in the wall. Franziska shakily steadied herself to her hands and knees before rising to her feet.

She laughed gallantly at the sight of the famed silver-swordsman, the ex-hero and former dinner guest, on his hands and knees before her. She clutched her broken left arm with her right hand. Her white, spade-tail hanging limply behind her, she dragged herself to Garrett. Stumbling ever so slightly, once, twice,

>"So that's it?! That's all you have?"

Stumbling thrice, four times.

>"All those demands of fixing your friends or you'll kill me. Really, you thought you could kill ME?"

She stood at the head of the young man, laughing at the humiliated hero.

>"You're nothing, boy. You're a fool to have come here. I'm going to humiliate you for the rest of your life. From this day forward I'm making you my personal slave."

The lillim let out a triumphant laugh that scored against the ceiling, her bellows reverberating throughout the ballroom and reaching the ears of all who were present.

>"Ha, ha ha..ha.......ha ha....................................................ha........."

Franziska collapsed onto her back as the last of her strength left her. Garrett watched as her breasts rose in time with her breath, slowly getting weaker and weaker before going still completely.

His eyes went wide with fear.

>"Shit!"

He tried to force himself to move, his body screaming in protest. By force of will he dragged himself to the lillim' side and drew a dagger.

>"NO!"

A small girl ran to the both of them, her white hair and dress shimmering in the leaking sunlight. She reached for Garrett's dagger, trying desperately to protect her elder sister, but Garrett tugged away and put a finger to his lips sshing the child.

He brought the dagger to the fallen Franziska's lips and held it close. A small trickle of fog rolled it's way onto the dagger's surface. He then pressed and ear to her chest.

>"...................................................."
>"...................................................."

Anon Yid Thomas, hides drugs in a Wapanese shrine and finds himself getting involved with a kitsune while on the run from the Yakuza.

What do you think, /mgt/?

>>16383775
>Annabell contiues her assault on Mary's body. Quickly securing her hellhound captive, she begins to work of the several-sizes to small t-shirt keeping Mary's breasts concealed and unbuttons her short shorts before sliding them down her thighs.
>You are absolutely stunned.
>Mary is wearing white underwear.
>It contrasts with her charcoal black skin so perfectly. Wait, not just that but they're sopping wet. Her pussy is drooling wet, begging be carressed
>"Wow, Mary. Wow. I don't know if i should be disappointed in you or to praise you~ You're so naughty getting this soaking wet." she makes eye contact with you, "Anon, get a load of this~"
>Annabell reaches her violet arm down and firmly punches Mary's muff.
>You can hear a thick squelching sound.
>"Gahuhaaaaaaaaaaaaahuuuhaa" Mary moans the sensation of her desperately inflamed pussy being carressed even slightly sends her into fantasia.
>"Pl...eas..e..st..o..p..."
>Annabell rests her chin on Mary's neck and grins as wide as she can. "Nope, I don't want to waste this kind of chance."
>She manipulates her body mass and pulls Mary's sopping wet panties free.
>The glistening river flowing between Mary's thighs flows freely and Annabell's biomass drinks it up.
>Annabell spreads Mary's pussy and you get a glimpse at her hot pink insides.
>"Hey Anon," like what you see?"
>You nod.
>"Then why don't have a taste?~"

done for now, I'm tired and will continue this later, unless you guys are bored.

>>16382727
>The three of you enter your private room, and Annabell looks oddly smug about the whole situation.
>Mary looks at you her face betraying her lust.
>She wastes no time in taking you down to the bed and slipping her desperate tongue down your throat. Her paws quickly latching onto the sides of your
>Her breath reeks of alcohol but her tongue tastes sweet so you gingerly return her teases.
>You reach around her back side and get a good handful of her thick, meaty ass.
>You knead her hindquarters, and she continues her assault on your lips.
>You hear the sound of a door closing.
>The squelching sound of Annabell "walking" over to the bed.
>For a brief interval Mary's sweet lips are pulled away, her stinking breath coming out in hot ragged bursts. Her crimson eyes are only focused on you until-
>"You guys are so mean!!~" A sudden rush of cool to offeset Mary's burning hot skin. Annabells frowning as she fights for a place on top of you next to Mary.
>"Annie!" Mary protests.
>"What's matter? Did you actually forget about me when you just went ahead and started sucking face?" Annabell groans, "If anybody gets to break piece off first it should be me!~"
>She rushes in, her cool lips meet yours and she lets out a gentle cooing. Her gelatinous tongue sweeping inside your mouth like a mop cleaning house. You can feel it breaking off and going down your throat.
>She pulls away, your unsure of what she just did, but you feel a strange sensation spreading through your body.
>She grins lewdly, "See Anon, I'm even a better kisser~"
>"Don't go bragging when you haven't won yet you grapist." Mary says with a grin and reaches under your t-shirt. You raise your hands up and she pulls it off you with a single motion. She gives your nipple a lewd lick and nibbles it before trialing her tongue down your chest and across your stomach. She gives your belly button a gentle carressing with her tongue. Before returning upyour neck to lightly nibble at your flesh.
>"Body-licking? To think you've learned something as simple as body-licking from me, Mary~" Annabell giggles, "Let me show you how its done~"
>Annabell's biomass spreads out and captures he two you. Her slime body envelops your skin and its like bathing in thick gooey cream. Your body is being carressed with a thousand tiny hands as she licks away all of your sweat and filth. As for Mary, she's locked up tightly in Annabell's arms, having her breasts squeezed by Annabells gooey, clamp-like hands.
>"Wa-wait! Annie what are you doing?!" Mary squeals.
>"I'm just playing around with my new toys~"
>You swallow. The strange feeling in your stomach is sending a shiver through you.

>>16382727
I'll continue this in a bit.
My eyes are fucking burning.

>>16382397
>Okay, It's official, you're drunk.
>On second thought, scratch that, you're fucking obliterated.
>Wonderland mind-bombs, Smug Bugs, spineless manticores, hell-fire kiki, and a few of house draft.
>You're having trouble telling which way is up, but thankfully you have two strong and beautiful women to help support you as you descend the steps from Saint Mary's.
>Lucille waves goodbye after you as you leave, she offered to call a cab for you but you turn it down. Stating that it's not like you plan on driving.
>The sight of Saint Mary's fades into the darkness as the three of you strut off through the dim streets.
>"Now what?" Annabell asks, her face flush.
>You let them both go and shakily struggle to stand before you reach into your pocket.
>You pull out your phone.
>It's 3:38 in the morning.
>You didn't realize it was this late.
>You don't have to work tomorrow so its fine, but it is still pretty late.
>"You manage to say that you have absolutely no idea what could possibly have left to do at 20 to 4 on a friday night."
>Annabell laments, "Really? I thought we were just getting started~"
>You drunkenly brainstorm ideas with Annabell even though everything is probably closed down by now anyway.
>"Oi."
>You turn to look at Mary, she's staring intently at something.
>You look where she's facing and its a big neon heart.
>The three of you stand quietly for a moment.
>You remember the charming hellhound's offer from earlier, and take her big furry paw.
>She tenses up as you interlock her fingers with yours, her tail wags involuntarily.
>Annabell notices this, but before she can object you offer to take her hand too.
>She smiles and gladly accepts. The three of you walk in together.

>>16382122
Now just hold on mate this takes time.

>"Well to be honest, its kind of an embarressing story." Mary says rubbing the back of her her and smiling nervously.
>"It was years ago, Mary. If you don't wan to tell it, I will." Annabell says, crossing her gelatinous arms.
"Alright fin- Hey wait a minute! You jerk!" Mary barks as she realizes Annabell had cleverly hidden a pun in her speech.
>"Oh my, I've been found out!~" Annabell laughs.
>Mary groans, "So its like this, we both really liked this one guy, he was handsome and we had both just hit our, you know, 'sensitive age' and-"
>"Now hold on just a minute, may I remind you that I am a slime?" Annabell frowns.
>"And?" Mary asks.
>"We don't age."
>"Oh, right, minotaurosis" Mary says.
>Annabell frowns, "...sure...anyway, when we were in middle school I was already a fully-developed lady~" She emphasises this by puffing out her chest, "Meanwhile you had just started wearing a training bra." She smirks.
>Mary's brow twitches
>Mary sneers and says, "Of course you were, its pretty easy being a big fat blob of grape jelly, too bad boys don't have anything to hold to."
>Ooh that's gotta hurt, cus Annabell sinks her head and quiets down after that.
>"T-that's not fair..."
>"If you can't take it, don't dish it out, Annie." Mary says, "Anyway, when she told me, she was gonna go confess to him, I had to do something. So right in front of our crush I challenged her to a fight."
>"She was a total brute she even punched me in my core!"
>"You tried to suffocate me!"
>"It was self-defence."
>"I think it becomes attempted murder once it takes a dragon and a minotaur to pull you off of me, but I digress."
>"Geez, how are you two still friends after something like that?" You ask.
>The hellhound sighs, "After our fight was broken up, we stopped talking to each other. My face was all smashed up, I had three broken teeth and a black eye, not to mention various her injuries. Needless to say we hated eachother from then on."
>Annabell is quiet.
>"However it turns out the boy had been having an illicit relationship with a teacher and she got pregnant with his kid."
>"Damn that centaur slut." Annabell spits.
>"When I found out I felt absolutely horrible. I couldn't believe I destroyed our friendship for nothing." She trails off.
>"So she comes charging into my classroom, wraps me up in her arms, cries like a bitch, and begs me to forgive her. I had just heard the news too, so I was pretty shakey."
>Neither one continues to speak, and your left wondering. "So what happened next? You ask.
>Annabell looks at you with surprise, "Well obviously I forgave her!"
>"That's right she hugged me back and apologized as well. A few days later we were both back to our usual hobbies. But, I still felt pretty bad. So while we playing a co-op game and tell her, 'You know what we are, Annie?' She looks at me all confused and I say, 'We're the runner and the goo.' She looks at me with her usual arched eyebrow and I continue 'I'm the runner and your the goo."
>"What out runs me will get stuck in you." Annabell smirks, "Honestly Mary, if you were any cheesier your house would've had a rat problem."
>"Hey! That came from the bottom of my heart!"
>"If that's from the bottom of your heart, 'tis a shallow heart indeed." Annabell laughs.
>"Why you little!"
>You watch them bicker amongst each other for awhile before realizing you've left your mind bombs undrank.
>So you raise your glass and say, "To friends."
>They stop fighting and both smile.
>"To friends!"
>"To friends!~"
*Clink*
>All three of you blow out the flames and down the glasses.
>You can feel the familiar warmth run down your throat as your mind goes numb.
>You wave Lucille over for another round.

>>16381855
>implying

>>16381833
>After some walking you managed to get to Saint Mary's, it's a decently-sized red brick building run by a leprechaun.
>Place is moderately packed as usual.
>Sit down in a booth, Mary and Annabell sit across from you.
>Annabell is the first to speak, "So this is Saint Mary's? Hmm, I guess I was expecting something more churchy."
>"It's about as churchy as the ol'bastard left it before 'e died in 'is sleep." A familiar face says.
>All three of you turn to see a verically-challenged, fat-bottomed, red-haired maiden dressed in green from head to toe.
>It's Lucille, the propieter of this bar and widow of its founder.
>She's a good friend.
>So what'll it be lad? The usual?
>"Nah, 3 wonderland mind bombs and a round of house draft." You say.
>"Alright then, lad...and for you girls?"
>They both stare at you in surprise.
>"Damn you, Lucille! Just go and get the drinks!" You groan.
>"Fine, Fine," she laughs, "Cheshire tears or Wock spit for the bombs?"
>"Wock Spit"
>With that she saunters off.
>After a little bit of exchange you find out that Mary and Annabell are long time friends. Apparently they've been together since childhood.
>"Only because I can't get rid of this annoying lump of jello." Mary sighs.
"Aww don't be like that Mary!~ What ever happened to being the runner and the goo?~"
>You make an Odd face. "The runner and the goo? What is that some kind of bad pun?"
>Mary laughs, "Its our mantra we made up in middle-school."
>Then Annabell explains, "Mary came up with it after we had a fight way back when. We both liked the same boy and came to blows over him."
>Lucille comes back with a tray full of drinks.
>She sets one of each drink in front of the three of you.
>She then takes out a lighter and a small vial filled with a crystal clear fluid.
>She puts a drop of fluid in each mind bomb, and then lights them all on fire.
>The mind bombs are suddenly consumed by a hot pink flame on the surface.
>A small flicker of pink smoke rises from each one and invades your nostrils.
>It smells sweet and you can feel a strange numbing warmth flow into your head.
>You start to take out your wallet, but Lucille stops you.
>"Don't worry, its on the house, Lad. You just worry about showing these lovely ladies a good time."
>You thank her with a smile and she walks off to serve the other patrons.
>Now about that story...

>>16381659
A glory hole slime?
>Meet hellhound in trashy bar
>hit it off with her
>she invites you out for a "stroll"
>Accept
>"huuuh~ who's this you have here Mary?"
>A dark slime is poking her head out from behind Mary.
>"Oh, hey Annabell, this here's anon." Mary says, turning to look at the slime woman.
>Annabell pouts, "So what's all this talk about going on a stroll? You weren't gonna leave me behind were you?"
>Mary blushes, "Uuh no, I was just thinking we should all go to a different bar. This place is fucking dump."
>"Oh," Annabell haugtily gasps in feigned surprise," Which one did you have in mind?"
>Mary starts to sweat and scratches her. "Well uuuh."
>You cut in and say that you suggested the one on park avenue. 'Saint Mary's'
>"Saint Mary's?" The haughty dark slime smiles and rests her chin on her friends shoulder. "I don't think I've ever been there before."
>You say that its a little on the pricier side but you like it.
>"Well that sounds lovely, Anon. I'm sure you'll show us the way, right?"

>>15458905
Cool. Rad. Keep going, I want to see where this is going.

>>14487819
>>14487823
You tell the Chesire you wish to go home. To this answer she only grins, and tells you you are home now. A paw appears behind you and bushes you to the ground. When you look up, you see the pussy with her pussy bear. A small neat tuft of purple pubes are above you, and she leans forward, demanding you to lick. You hear some walking in the distance, if you do not wish to lick the pussy you can cry for help, and someone might come.

Will you lick?

You approach a large mushroom house. You're in Wonderland, and the smell of flowers, smoke, and tea all fill the air, leaving you in a slight daze from the onslaught of stimulation. Unsure of which direction you wish to head into, you look up to see a disembodied grin floating above you. It manifests itself into an odd cute purple girl with the plumpest ass, and she asks you just where you wish to go.

Continue?

>>14248399
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.