Don't worry Miss Tengu, I'm sure you'll find a boy soon!
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I like her alot along with the Ghandarva, Werebat, and any Undead girl.
Hell, a Jubjub and the living species I listed could benefit from becoming Undead.
Your MGE learned to suck it practising with her fatheru Every time you meet her family he reminds you
>Forgetting how great werebats are
Shame on you.
Your MGE learned to suck it practising with her fatheru
That's actually not as common within the setting as greentexts and smut have led you to believe.
This is coming from someone that likes incest.
Not many people do things with them, and it's a real shame.
>You'll never push a Werebat's hair aside and stare into her eyes as she blushes and her sisters pounce you and tell you to pay attention to them too.
It's just a shitty headcanon he keeps trying to push. Ignore him.
Also don't engage him in discussion, he'll just cite the books over and over again even if you show him that one KC tweet.
>Responds to bait.
>"Nice try though."
It doesn't matter if you like a rapetrain or not. All that matters is if the rapetrain likes you.
>spooky scenario where a depressed dude with no motivation in life trapped in a Silent Hill-esque location
>Completely out of Place fox spirit is his only friend in this grim reality
>Her nature is left up for debate
>She appears and disappears at seemingly random intervals, she's never seen interacting with any monsters
>"Teehee, maybe I'm the cause of all of this? Maybe I'm the one making you suffer? Maybe you're crazy and I'm just a figment of your imagination? ...Maybe I'm real and just want to be your friend."
>You reject her advances "No, you're right, I don't know, you're almost too good to be true. Odds are you're just some sort of cruel tick, maybe you're evil. I don't know."
>you just sigh, falling into a deeper depression, and lament your situation while she moodily pouts
Everyone has different taste anon, I hate rapetrain monster girls as much as I hate femdom and /ss/. They're just not for me.
Nothing wrong if you like any of those things, but I just can't and I hate that the monster girl fetish is filled with that crap.
It is when he tries to force it into other people's fantasies.
I got in an argument with that guy for like an hour after he kept trying to say I had no choice but to dick my daughteru, something I very much do not want to do.
I wouldn't need to plea
since I don't have a job.
That's okay, you could always live in her cave and eat animals cooked over fire.
Implying Werebats are worth anything.
You could always just rewatch the series and enjoy the cute monster girls.
>you'll never be bullied by a gang of smug monsters.
>Werebat Onee-san sleep rape
After words she lays her head on your chest, and falls asleep to the beat of your heart.
As the days becomes months and years the only way she can fall asleep is with her head on your chest listening to the beat of your heart.
She's going to die of insomnia after I'm gone? I don't want that, it sounds like a horrible way to go. I hope she just dies of grief or dies before me. It's possible since she's an oneesan, right?
Indeed they are.
If I was even half decent at writing I'd shit out something that makes them seem a bit more intimidating but I'm not so I'll just post this image.
Ushi-onis seem like rather reasonable monstergirls.
Look at those fluffy ears anon.
How on earth do you say no to ears like that?
That'd imply I thought that any of my stories are worth anything more than a cursory glance. But whatever your prerogative is, Anon. More power to you and all that jazz.
It's been longer than I would have liked, but I have the first quarter or so of Sasha's chapter of Fallen Brides translated now. It gets through the preliminaries at a much faster clip than the previous two.
Expect shorter and more regular updates on this one from now on, but I can't promise a definite schedule because my thesis takes priority.
Also, I recommend reading this one on the blog (link in the pastebin) rather than in the pastebin, because it's got a lot of important italics.
If /mgt/ made a VN, what would be it's plot?
>You go to MG high school and now you're alone with your MG classmate GF in her room
>It's the first time either of you have done anything lewd
>You're doing intercrural with her thighs as you bully her puffy pink nipples with your fingers and nibble on her ears
>You release all over her stomach
>"Jeez...you did all this and you haven't even kissed me or told me you love me..." she pouts and pulls her knees to her chest
>"I thought that went without saying?"
>she ignores you and turn her head away from you in a childish show of defiance
>You kiss her square o the lips "I love you."
How much do you do for your waifu? It's never enough
The wonders of oppai lolis.
I'am constantly praising, but i feel it's ever enough.
All I need is her to be happy. Just thinking about her fills me with joy and bliss. She's wonderful, beautiful, and perfection.
A mindflayer spell goes wrong, swapping the consiousnesses of every person in Unity High School.
What follows is a introspective voyage of discovery about the human condition, set against the backdrop of a romantic crime thriller horror story.
>a[n] introspective voyage of discovery about the human condition, set against the backdrop of a romantic crime thriller horror story
No, you just want an outlet for your filthy TG fantasy, you bad liar.
There are always nuances lost and gained in translation because languages are fundamentally incommensurable. In this case, Sasha's chapter requires a bit more grammatical editing than the others because its author has the unfortunate habit of often joining complete sentences with a comma rather than a period (this really doesn't work in Japanese either; I've never seen anything quite like it). There's also the usual problem that Japanese does things with passive voice, double negatives and dependent clauses that would look like gibberish in English.
If you mean that the narrative seems rushed and forced and that the narration repeats itself a lot, though, that is 100% true to the original. MGE novellas are a real mixed bag (especially Fallen Brides, which has a different author every chapter) and they sometimes have significant ups and downs in writing quality even within a single story.
>Japanese does things with passive voice
Holy shit no wonder I can never find any translated Japanese stuff agreeable. 3rd biggest reading pet peeve behind said bookisms and adverbs/overuse of adjectives.
Her face and words will not sway me, I hated my childhood years and I dislike creepy moths that will trap me in an infinite time loop where she constantly reverts me back into some of the worst years of my life. She is a bad moth and I will not take her cooking.
This thread needs more sunshine.
Is it wrong to want to fuck your goddess all night long and then cuddle her afterwards?
It's only wrong if no love is involved.
Would you let Amaterasu take you as her husband? You'd be in for one hell of a sex life.
I can't help but wonder when they get found out by the temple, if the response is going to be an, "Oh, you!" wink and a nudge, or horror and anger that he took advantage of a girl for use as a sexual outlet with no intent to marry her.
If you were chosen, I don't think you'd have much of a choice. She'd just grab your hand and string you along for whatever journey that might await you two.
I've got to compile all of those lewd brush technique posts at some point. It bothers me that only that one was saved.
Really? Not even if she made it very clear that she wanted you?
If you don't give her an answer long enough she'll sneak into your room wearing nothing but a string of beads and fuck you until the sun comes up. And she decides when the sun comes up.
I agree with this sentiment entirely, because I too suffer from this painful truth. You could have someone who treasures you like a precious jewel, but you'll never see yourself as anything more than crap you scrape off your shoe.
It truly is a tragic thing to see. We'd probably have to consult a Mindflayer specialist if we ever hope to break this trap.
A few days ago, someone got banned for trolling. I scrolled up and looked for the deleted posts from his ban.
Every. Single. Post. of the last twenty or so were all provocations and shitposts. Mermaids shit. Snakes shit. Undead shit. Fuck off. You're a faggot. Fuck you. Go to hell. Fucking furfag. etc, etc.
Ironically, his very last post before the ban was something like, "I want to make a big strong wolfgirl my toy" or something. The only on-topic, non-shitposting thing he said was immediately before he was hit with a ban.
Now I would understand something like a third, or even half of posts being hostile and shitposty if he was in a fight or something. But I'm talking near 100% were shitposts of at least the twenty I saw. That's a dedicated troll, not a boogeyman.
Check this thread, and you will have an idea.
And pls let's just stop talking about this faggot already, that's what the attention whore wants.
With Halloween out of the way and Christmas fast approaching, please remember all the monster girls out there who have to work long hours in bad jobs to make ends meet.
Think of that Elf who has to play the part of Santa's helper at the mall, think of the Hellhound who has to work at the fast food place and also remember the Minotaurus working long unsociably hours as a security guard.
No seriously he is, that's all he fucking does.
But to be fair, the only reason he gets attention and that stupid fucking name is because of fucking retards here keep poking the pissed of shitposter and don't just ignore him.
His wording may have been bait-ish but he has a point. Saltfag comes around to post angrily whenever someone likes Hellhounds, Ushis or other girls like that.
Except it's happened multiple times, especially with Hellhounds.
Would you give your waifu a picture of you to look at to remind them that you'll be waiting for them back home?
On an unrelated note, the thread seems to be going pretty slow. Should I bring back that male prostitute rolling game, or make a new one?
Somewhere out there, there's a Krampus driven to drink over the kinds of shit that happens during the holiday season. The kind of shit that she cannot turn a blind eye to because it is her job to make sure these...actions do not go unnoticed.
Because that is all he god damn does.
He comes in, bitches about dominant monster girls and gushes about turning "big strong monster girls" into submissive wives.
Watch, I bet he's going to reply to >>14299479 talking about how he wants to molest that Minotaur security guard.
>"Hey Father-In-Law, Look who I found!"
>Cue newly turned undead incubi father of the dude's waifu
>"So you're the one whose been looking after my girl, huh? Wanna know how she learned to suck dick?"
Yeah but I want to molest the Minotaur security guard and her rocking, voluptuous tits are none of your goddamned business.
Yes, and anyone saying something you don't like is now "Saltman", we know how this game is played.
I must've missed the part where you became the boss of /mgt/. My mistake, boss.
oppai lolis in a sci-fantasy. anon and his sexy crew crash land on a Planet Lewd. they have to socialize with the inhabitants to repair their ship or adapt to their new home
Let's wash out the taste of salt with something sweet.
That's why waterproof bodysuits are a thing now. Slimegirls might wear rubber boots and wetsuits as part of everyday life.
Otherwise, you could always feed her a small amount of thickening agent.
Make minotaur milk.
Can't we get a nice writefag to give us an interesting story to wash down the salt? Quicksilver? Nyanon? Bromont? ThunderBrother?
Especially the latter. He better write something good after nanowrimo otherwise I'll release more pics of his waifu.
The only story I have on my mind is something involving either Gazer or Tindalos, so that's off the table.
If Cathyl wasn't so insecure about whether or not she's been cheated on she'd be the perfect
mountain to climb
Alright anons, unfortunately you've hit on hard times and had to take a loan, with considerable interest mind you, from a Tanuki. The good news is she's offering you a way to pay her back without money. The bad news is, that way is letting her rent you out to lonely monstergirls who are either NEETs or too haughty to get husbands normally.
Option 1: Small party (3 girls)
Option 2: Medium Party (6 girls)
Option 3: Large Party (10 girls.)
Once you've got that, it's time to roll for your clients, use this: monstergirlencyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/special:randomincategory/Mamono
Then use https://www.wizards.com/dnd/dice/dice.htm or https://www.random.org/ to roll.
Body Type: d10
Loli (or Pettanko if you prefer)
Oppai Loli (or Shortstack if you prefer)
Bottom heavy (Her ass is twice as big as the average ass for her species.)
Semen Demon (She's a sex maniac that knows how to milk just about everything out of you, and she brought potions to keep you going.)
Twins (Roll another body type for her sister and roll another quirk for both of them.)
Bakunyuu (Her breasts are three cup sizes bigger than the average for her species)
Love Freak (In love with love and romance. Roll a d6 and if it's even, she'll want to buy your contract. If it's odd, she's yandere for you and steals you.)
Undead (Died and was brought back to life as a cuddlebug zombie. If undead already, then reroll.
Chimera (Roll another species and fuse it with hers.)
Oral Fixation (She has a fetish for oral sex, both giving and receiving.
Awkward Virgin (Has never seen a dick, nor does she have any idea what to do with it. You'll have to guide her through her first time.
Hired you for: d8
Femdom or Maledom (You choose)
Foursome (She invited two unscheduled friends and is willing to pay extra to include them. Roll species and body types for them. They share the first girl's quirk.)
Handholding and cuddling (What a deviant she is.)
Rough sex (Roll a d6, if evens she tops, if odds you top.)
Length of Job: d4
Half a Day
Your debt is pretty large, so you might be working for her for some time. Careful you don't get addicted to this life though anon.
And if you don't want to, you could always marry the Tanuki.
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Returns not accepted. Requires a lifelong dosage of love to function.
But they are so worth it, especially when they let you bathe in them and give you a full body scrubbing and hugs all over.
I hate this "saltfag/kun" shit. Its like the bitch kun thing commercial tried to start up last time.
Its a group of anons trying to shitpost, not some mysterious villain working behind the shadows.
Not even saltanon, but I think both-sides-should-be-banned is usually a good approach. The idiots who are easily baited into falling for troll attempts and cause pages of drama as a result... not a whole lot better than the trolls themselves. Maybe not everyone involved, but at least the most frequent and angry responders to bait.
National Novel Writing Month. There's a website set up for it.
Every November, it's organised so that those who like/want to write can set themselves a self-imposed challenge. From the start of the month to the end, you'll aim to write a novel of 50,000 words (around 1400 words every day, off the top of my head).
The reward is that you've written the novel, and you get to feel good. The punishement for failure is nothing. The website is set up so writers, both published and amateur, can discuss and congregate, give lessons, seminars and advice to others. Also, it allows you to keep track of your progress in writing.
Would you help that Cyclops MILF, who lives next door, with her groceries?
Small party. I can't handle big crowds.
>Busty Wisp, bakunyuu/non-yan love freak,
>hired for a foursome w/ a shortstack red-slime and shortstack Apsara.
>Duration: One month
>Thin, bottom heavy Dark Angel
>Hired for Polynesian Sex
>Duration: One week
>Thin Amazoness w/ an oral fixation.
>Hired for vanilla sex
>Duration: One Month
This Polynesian Sex intrigues me, but that first client is definitely a keeper.
I want to stand naked in a field and have all the Holsts laugh at my dick!
I want a Minotaur to come along and yell at them for being assholes!
I want her to turn around and see it too!
I want her to suddenly join in with the pointing and laughing!
>Monoeye CC or MILFs
Faith and begorah today has been a good day to be me.
>Thin Dark Angel with an oral fixation
>Gym bunny Ren Xiongmao x Cupid Chimera
>Oppai loli Sylph undead
>Hired for femdom
Dear diary, jackpot.
>Careful you don't get addicted to this life though anon.
Don't tell me what to do, this is heaven.
Marrying the Tanuki does sound nice though.
I Have a folder made with 224 images of various monoeyes
all made by the same artist
Dragon party, fuck yeah.
Dragon party, fuck yeah.
>Bottom heavy semen demon
Dragon party, fuck yeah.
The devil has my back
>Rough, she tops
>Rough, she tops
>Rough, she tops
Dragon party, fuck yeah.
Dragon party, fuck yeah.
Holy shit did I luck out or what?
>Normal looking Lich
Well there's a shocker.
>Wants Vanilla sex
>One week employment
Well that shouldn't be too bad.
>Chubby Scylla Youko Chimera
>Also wants vanilla sex
>Also for one Week
>With huge tits
Not quite and oppai loli, but I can use my imagination
>Still wants vanilla sex
>For one day
The poor things just want to be loved.
>Species norm Ryu with an oral fixation who wants you for a week of rough sex where she tops.
>Busty Awkward Virgin Chimaera who wants you for a week of rough sex where she tops
>Hourglass figure Wyvern Semen Demon with a huge ass who wants you for a month of rough sex where she tops.
You are one lucky motherfucker anon.
>Be NEET in the dead center of MGC
>The only girls coming after you are Alp-level stinkepedes
>Hear a girlish 'Kyaa!' one day
>Wait, what the fuck? 'Kyaa!'?
>Go outside, it's a Cyclops you've never seen before struggling to maintain her balance, rising up with a mountain of groceries
>Something drives your lazy bumpkin ass forward and help her
>She huffs out her thanks, pausing when she gets a good look at you
>You look like a bum, safe to say
>Help her to the door, she tells you to leave some bags at the doorstep while she gets you something
>Almost expect her to pay you, she comes back
>'Bow down and hold your hands out!'
>Bow down and close your eyes, oh man you can feel the dosh coming
>Instead, you can feel her hand ruffling your head, giving off a girlish giggle
>'Thanks today! Hope to see you soon!'
>You can't tell if it's the inflection in her voice or the way she's petting you, but you can feel a crack in your mask of hating people
>You see her often, more times than not ogling at her brickhouse thighs, you've managed to snag a minimum wage job and access to a public bath
>She apologized profusely when she realized you weren't a hobo, but you strangely were okay with it
>She starts referring to you as her little helper, always trying to help her with the groceries
>Part of you deep down is only doing this to get in her pants, you know this, but on one side it's nice every once in a while
>To get some head pats
>You have a collect call from
>Will you accept the charges?
>Twin Chimera Werewolf Soldier beetle, one Gym Bunny one Cubby (what the fuck?)
>Nightmare, Species Norm, semen demon
>Werecat, Thin, love freak (wants to buy my contract)
>Sahuagin, shortstack, bottom heavy
>Ren Xiongmao, Cubby, Bottom heavy, Bakunyuu
>Weresheep, Hourglass, bottom heavy
>Hired me for: Vanilla sex
>Spend more time to get to know her
>She tells you she chose the name 'Nina Polyphema', because it was cute sounding and she's descended from Polyphemus himself
>She wastes no time flexing her strongfat muscles, showing off her proud heritage
>Gets frumpy when you smirk at her, telling her your name is 'Nobody'
>'But that's not fair!'
>Why not? You ask her, it's not fair that you'd like to shove your long, hard... into her?
>Awkward silence, you're trying to chug down your beer as she goes beet red and fidgets
>You leave her apartment without any head pats or indulging in sexual passions, bollocks to this
>Drink harder than you've ever drunk that night
>You're late to work the next day, the hangover hurting
>Your boss is being a cunt more so than usual, her Aunt Floe must be in town or her husband decided he didn't want to lick the snake
>You decide not to ask her, lest she fire you from being a bag jockey
>Get distracted while you're working, fantasizing about Nina's 'assets'
>The way her breasts sway in her ribbed sweater
>The sashay in her voluptuous hips
>The way she smiles with that big eye
>GODDAMNIT I WANT TO LOVE A MONOEYE
>Realize your internal monologue is turned off
>Several of your co-workers are giving you a look like you're a giant cockroach
>Some asshole Paladin with "I LOVE ILIAS" on his shirt calls you a faggot
>Nina just waves at you when you get home
>Curl up into your bed
>Try not to cry, cry anyway
>Have an amazingly lewd wet dream that evening involving you and your monoeye neighbor
Too bad, you'll be taking some holy chocolate milk from the tap!
Boy, what a FOX I'd totally like to RAM her ASS with my COCK.
>Foursome (Chubby Sylph, Busty Cheshire
>Rough sex (she tops)
>Handholding and cuddling
Blech, priestesses of Hathor all have regular holy milk with only traditional health benefits of milk!
We want the good stuff! Holy chocolate milk is both delicious and has amazing benefits like pelvic bones of steel!
Also Hathor can't dance!
>Try to get back into the dating scene
>Your first prospect is some smelly Oomukade NEET who wouldn't know how to rape a man if her life depended on it
>Jesus Christ and Mother Mary, just eat your fucking food instead of being paranoid
>Nobody cares that you're a fucking centipede
>I mean shit, there's a goddamned Matango in the other booth
>Spend the evening listening to her ramble on about her favorite super sentai shows and her constantly asking you if she smells
>I don't care, goddamnit can't this date be over with
>Later that evening bring her back to the apartment after she insists she walks you home
>Her voice is more confident now
>'Ara ara... you really fell for it, you did. Now I'll make you mine and there's nothing you can say about it'
>You can hear her giant Centipede mandibles coming up to bite you, but a strong, husky voice cuts through the air.
>Now it's the Oomukade's turn to 'Kyaa!'
>Right as Nina grabs her human abdomen and German suplexes the stinkpede into unconsciousness
>She reeks of beer, staggering up and wobbling at you
>You open her door, and no sooner does she bring you in for a heavy kiss
>You're both a flurry of flesh and furiously undressing
>She insists you call yourself 'Nobody' drunkenly as you're plowing into her, her body heat making your dick feel like it's going to melt
>Sure, you're a manlet compared to her, but hot damn is she a mountain you're more than willing to climb
>Spend the rest of the evening rutting like animals
>Look at the clock, it's 0500 in the morning
>You're both sticky with sweat and sexual fluids
>Used tissues everywhere
>She admits she couldn't return your feelings without a little bit of a drink first, since her first boyfriend left her for a Gazer without consummating the marriage, something about 'Eye Moé'
>Timidly ask her if she'd be okay with you being her boyfriend, even after fucking her like a rabid hyena
>She just smiles and pats your head
last one inc
Nope. Cake or bust.
>A Hellhound will never hold you close to her and nuzzle your cheek with her cheek.
>You'll never feel her warm skin pressed against yours.
>You'll never fall asleep to the dull thumping of her tail wagging.
She'll never cling closer to you and bury her face in your chest during lightning storms, occasionally looking up at you with wide eyes.
>Nina's gotten you back into the spirit of going back to school, patting you on the head every day and recharging on her "Anononium" by giving you hugs
>Some of your classmates in your courses think she's either your mom or your older sister and tease you for it
>When every night you and her lose each other in the throes of passion
>She's older than you by a few years, but you still feel things about her... is it love? You can't tell. Hell, you spent most of your teenage years playing eroges and shit
>You're both eating dinner at her place when she tells you she has some kind of news for you
>Quirk an eyebrow, thinking she's going to show you a wedding band, but instead she slides a manila folder across the table to you
>The top of the page says [MGC Medical]
>[Mother and Child Health Assessment]
>Anon.exe has crashed
>Look at her, back at the document
>Back at her again
>How many months?
>She tells you four, laughing at how you never noticed
>Pouts when you tell her it's hard to tell with how much of a bear of a woman she is
>She threatens to take away your headpats before you tell her you wouldn't have her any other way
>Get a call in class some time later
>She's in the hospital, her water broke
>Please God don't let her be just a pair of arms and an eye
>Hours pass and you can hear the wailing of a babe, the Mindflayer nurses and Shoggothes are ushering you in
>She's so pink, and loud
>But you can feel something inside of you shattering the mask of your old life
>You and Nina...
>Made this... thing
>This little ball of screaming baby
>Both of you are crying blissfully as your first daughter clasps onto her mother's copious breast and begins to nurse
>You're faintly 'awawawa'ing at her
>Telling Nina how beautiful she and your baby are
>She just beams at you
>Patting you on the head, ruffling your hair
>You did good, Papa
>TFW you and Nina have four more daughterus
There will never be enough HH/Jinko greentexts to satisfy my lust for hugging with big, fluffy cuddle monsters.
>Lying in bed with you Hellhound wife during a thunderstorm
>It's late and she's long been asleep, you've had trouble sleeping just been listening to the storm with the lights off
>You can't see it in the darkness, but you hear your bedroom door open and close
>You lie there waiting to hear more
>After several seconds you don't hear anything
>"Are you scared of the storm?"
>You see two illuminated irises moving up an down, in a nod
>"want to sleep in our bed?
>The floating eyes indicate another nod
>"I don't know...big girls don't sleep in their parent's bed, right?"
>The eyes shake back in forth
>"I guess I'll make and exception ...this time." you lift up the covers
>The eyes light up and a glowing smile appears to accompany them as your hellhound daughteru scampers into bed with you
>She crawls over you stomach and nestles herself next to her mom and you
>She cling tightly to your arm and gets comfortable, promptly closing her eyes
>you rest your atop her little warm head as you appreciate her warmth
>soon enough, you're asleep too
>Go out to clothing store to try and have a fun time
>All the other customers give you dirty looks and mumbles, a few leaving the store
>Cashier makes a point to say you can't bring them to the private room, suspecting you might mindflay her and steal the clothes
>You eventually just give up and leave the store, the cashier mumbling "Damn Straight"
>At home, you check the mail
>A few Home Catalog pages, likely from one of your neighbors, and a Government Summons to your annual checkup
>Mindflayers, considered a "Specialized and Capable Species" are kept under strict regulation by the government with laws built around them in separate to other demihuman citizens
>Slowly, you sloosh over to your computer, and check your dating profile
>On it, it lists in a special red font that you're a "Mindflayer"
>You have one new message on it, from one of the (many) human boys you sent messages to
>With a bit of hope, you read it, only to be punished for your efforts
>"lol thank you but am dating now its fine :)"
>You check his profile to see his status is still single
>On the scheduled day, you make it to the Police Station and wait in one of the open chairs
>There are a few other Mindflayers there, likely all there were in the town seeing as Mindflayers are a rare species, and all of them gave each other dirty looks, including some directed at you
>Mindflayers tend to go become psychiatrists, nursing home nurses, and jobs where they can help with mental problems, but they all seem to distrust other Mindflayer for many reasons, but the most common being "They're probably the ones who give me a bad name"
>Your name gets called up, and you enter the room
>In it is a Mindflayer in uniform who gives you a scowl, a Dark Elf to witness, handle forms, and take notes, and a Human Boy sitting on a chair
>The Human Boy is a volunteer there to help out with the test
>You and him sign multiple forms dictating what you can and can't manipulate in his mind, and that he gives you temporary permission to alter certain things in his mind
>Once that's done, you stand behind the Human Boy, and slowly enter one slimey tentacle into his ear
>You haven't Mind Flayed in years, but the moment you enter his head, it all becomes natural, like breathing, and you effortlessly change a few things
>You make his favorite milk Strawberry
>You make his favorite pizza Pineapple
>You make his favorite color Blue
>Once you're done, you remove your tentacles and the policewoman Mindflayer enters hers
>When a Mindflayer Mind Flays, they leave behind a "fingerprint" of sorts, that other Mindflayers can notice when they check if a person's mind has been tampered with, what has been, and by who, with this session being a very elaborate finger-printing one
>Once that's over and she fixes your changes, the policewoman lets you sign a few more papers and leave
>On the walk home, a woman pulls her children close to her and walks to the other side of the road to avoid using the same sidewalk as you
>At home, you check your profile to see no new messages
>Out of curiosity, you had earlier made another dating profile that was virtually identical, but listed a species other than Mindflayer
>16 new messages, all from cute Human Boys telling you how nice you seemed and how they'd love to get to know you better
>Turning off the computer screen, you fall back to your bed and weep
Imagine waking up to all those glowing eyes in the morning and seeing that it's still raining even though the thunder and lightning has stopped.
Sounds like a nice day to go down to the living room, bundle up, and introduce the kids to Final Fantasy 7.
Well, the point I'm trying to get across here is that while they can be good or bad depending on their usage, their ability to straight up brainwash people leaves their 'good' aspects very limited, in my eyes at least.
She can make the pain go away forever. 10/10 in my book.
I want to write a story about an Anon who has a middle aged shut-in Wurm neighbor who turns out to be a huge D&D and/or MtG nerd.
She knows everything there is to know about those games but very little about anything else.
Anon has to explain complex issues to her in game terms so she can understand them.
They bond over geeky roleplay and fantasy adventures and eventually Anon loses it and pulls off the oversized, grease-stained T-shirt that is the Wurm's only clothing and has wild, animalistic sex with her sweaty, unwashed body while she is bound and blinded by her own tangled and unkempt sex-hair.
I want to do these things, but I can't because I don't know enough about MtG or D&D to pull it off. Thus I suffer.
Superman is a good guy because his creators wrote him as one, and everyone generally accepts that he is a good guy.
Mindflayers are seen as malicious because KC wrote them as mind-melters who erase the rational thoughts of men.
Yes, there are points in time where there are exceptions to both things, but that's no reason to call someone 'stupid'. Tell you what: I'll let you live your fantasy, and I'll live mine.
T-thanks. I was worried that one might not have made the best impression, since I threw it together in around 90 minutes. I probably could have spent more time developing the characters and hinting at some sort of conflict, but whatever. I don't want to spend too much time tripfagging on here, as it's been pretty civil so far, but I might drop another short story once in a while as I push through the main script. I really like helping other people write too.
er bad proportions, sorry.
not sure how i would want to do it yet.
>Human Boy Drawings
Lawyer-chan confirmed for alp.
Oh hey it's that one.
I still want a monstergirl to call me cute.
I didn't know Lawyer-chan was their official name. Usually I just pick a name to refer to them and go with that.
When was the last time Sketch Anon came around and drew something, anyway? I don't recall so well.
That's exactly why we (should) call him lawyer-chan. If we call any anon something as highly generic as "sketch-anon", it's going to be confusing as hell, not to mention a bitch to find in the archives.
I have not yet.
No, it was not an overnight improvement, just a lot and lot of doodling over time. Even then, there's still a ways to go, as evidenced by the large-headed kikimora.
If monstergirls were real I'd sleep with as many as I could while remaining a bachelor. I'd try to do it with every species before settling down with a harem of five to ten girls. Man was born to dick, and I will listen to my blood. Casual sex with MGs would be the best.
I don't think the large head is offputting. It's kind of chibi-esque, and the only comparison is a face with no features, which kind of lets you get by the whole uncanny thing.
Though for a kikimora it's a bit weird, and if you were going for a more realistic style it'd be off-model, but I like how you draw larger girls like the hellhound and wurm.
>Casual sex with MGs would be the best.
Yeah I would, it wold be so great I wouldn't even bother to settle down. Casual sex with monster girls is the only thing I would want to do with them.
Hopefully I get strong enough while going about on my sexual quest that I can fend off any girls that try to track me down.
I sometimes doodle when I've got nothing to do.
Thing is, I'm at the artistic level of a literal infant. No visual memory, or mind's eye, and I simply can't draw with my hand what I'm conceptualising in my head.
Everything I doodle just goes in the garbage, and I end up feeling frustrated.
That doesn't stop you from waifuing more.
I was thinking of a contemporary setting. MGE's you fuck it you marry it policy is enforced by the girls themselves because rape is law and you have to git gud to be a free man, as you say. But with our advancements and more developed society skeeting would not be an issue. I think.