Again, I'm going to edit these links in later on. I'm putting this here in case you already have ideas for what can go with these threads.
Sunday 30 December 2018
Monday 24 December 2018
Sunday 16 December 2018
Vote Thread: Open Until 23rd December
Alright guys, this week and next is my usual Christmas present for all of you. I'll pick two winners from the Votes and two from the Priority and update them. As well as any that hit 50. I see... three? I think three threads that might hit 50. Two almost certainly will, but not sure about the last one.
It comes down to you guys I guess.
Just so you know, in the unlikely event that it matters, I'm going to pick it by going top vote -> top priority -> whichever now has the top vote -> whichever now has the top priority. With each step ignoring previously selected winners for the week. I hope that makes sense.
On with the voting!
It comes down to you guys I guess.
Just so you know, in the unlikely event that it matters, I'm going to pick it by going top vote -> top priority -> whichever now has the top vote -> whichever now has the top priority. With each step ignoring previously selected winners for the week. I hope that makes sense.
On with the voting!
Sunday 9 December 2018
Discussion: Sailor Moon Titnosis + Hinako Tendo
... Bit of a tricky place this week, since I happen to know that both threads are getting updated this week by the other writer that primarily works on them with me. As such this makes it difficult to properly discuss what might happen in my update this week, since I don't know what options to play off of.
So... I guess you can talk about what you'd like to see in a general sense? Any ideas?
So... I guess you can talk about what you'd like to see in a general sense? Any ideas?
Thread Voting: Open Until 16th December
As a fair warning for those who vote tactically: I intend to "double up" on winners over the last two weeks of the year. While this week's winner will be picked as per normal, the two weeks after (23rd and 30th) I will also do an update for the runner up on both vote and priority totals.
Sunday 2 December 2018
Sunday 25 November 2018
Sunday 18 November 2018
Discussion: First Impressions + Akane the Half Alien
Hi, before starting today I wanted to clarify something since it seems that there's some kind of misunderstanding about why I post stories here first before putting them on the addventure.
Basically, I want you guys to be my final eyes on the episode before it goes onto the addventure. Giving me suggestions for what to do in a future update on story posts is pretty pointless because I'll forget all about them by the time I'm writing that thread again. What I really want on story comments is to be given opinions on that episode. Is it a good one? Does it need a rewrite? Any continuity gaffes?
So, please spare any ideas for upcoming episodes for the comments section on the addventure or for these discussion posts. I don't want to discourage making comments on the stories mind, I just want them to be about the episode itself instead of the thread's future direction. That is what I am aiming for, and why I wait at least a week before putting them on the addventure.
Does this make sense? If so, onto discussing this week's winners.
Basically, I want you guys to be my final eyes on the episode before it goes onto the addventure. Giving me suggestions for what to do in a future update on story posts is pretty pointless because I'll forget all about them by the time I'm writing that thread again. What I really want on story comments is to be given opinions on that episode. Is it a good one? Does it need a rewrite? Any continuity gaffes?
So, please spare any ideas for upcoming episodes for the comments section on the addventure or for these discussion posts. I don't want to discourage making comments on the stories mind, I just want them to be about the episode itself instead of the thread's future direction. That is what I am aiming for, and why I wait at least a week before putting them on the addventure.
Does this make sense? If so, onto discussing this week's winners.
Story: HPOA (FEEDBACK FOR NEW VERSION)
Hi, so the original version of this episode wasn't up to my usual standards. I've decided to ask Adama on the addventure to scrub that episode and post what's here instead. If this is better, please let me know. If it's still needing work please let me know. I don't care about what options you want me to take - in fact, I only really care about that at all when in a discussion post - I want to know if this episode is fine to go as is.
Monday 12 November 2018
Discussion: Side Effects + Shampoo and Conditioning + HCI
Yes, I know that HCI hasn't technically won yet, but given this coming week and the fact that it's technically hit 50 already (grrrr, thought I was free for at least the rest of the month!) might as well get that planned out now because I'm almost certainly doing it early.
Story: 2 to 1 Ring
The pair returned home in the same way they often did. With barely restrained mutual lust masquerading as resentment. Ranma and Akane were walking side by side staring holes through each other while whispering sweet nothings.
"Why do you always have to play matchmaker?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I saw the way you were sizing up that Konatsu chick for Uchan. She’s a girl!”
"I don’t quite know if Konatsu is…”
"If Konatsu is a boy, then I'm the King of Sheba!"
A scoff. "Oh, your highness! I didn't realise you were visiting!"
You get the idea. This aspect of Ranma’s relationship with his fiance was unchanged by reality shifting to merge two people into one being. They’d bicker, they’ll always bicker. On their wedding night they'd argue about what they'd be doing first thing in the morning even as they jumped each other. They were a pair of smitten hotheaded stubborn idiots. This was how they flirted. Hell, this was practically their mating call.
"Loudmouth!"
"Uncute!"
Hark, it must be spring. Is the melody not a beautiful one? Akane's eyes narrowed, she grabbed hold of Ranma's arm and batted her eyes at him.
"Uncute am I?" she asked with a bubbly tone of voice. "Oh, Ranma! That's soooo cruel!"
This was the ultimate attack. Not one that the original Akane Tendo would ever normally employ - but the new Akane Tendo’s “other half”, Shampoo, would have absolutely no trouble trying out. It was affectionate, it was physical, it was intimate and against Ranma Saotome it was super effective.
"Nihao little sister!" Kasumi Tendo cheered, appearing in front of the pair as if by magic. Naturally they shot apart as if someone had magnetised them both with the same pole. "Nihao, Ranma! Did the two of you have fun with your friend?"
Ladies and gentlemen, Kasumi Tendo in a Chinese dress. First of all you're welcome for that mental image. Secondly - hold on, I can tell a few of you are still lingering on that first point so we should wait a minute for you to catch up. We good to go? Alright. So, secondly that might seem like an odd fashion choice for the eldest daughter of the Tendo family. Well, there's a reason for that...
"The two of you must be famished," Kasumi said. "So! I've whipped up a yummy, scrummy meal that I'm sure you'll love. Spinach noodles, rice dumplings and sweet and sour pork."
<hr>
Inside the soul of this combined girl, her two halves were staring at Kasumi with the same except expression: Dumbfounded, baffled and slowly trying to work out how they felt about all of this. Akane raised her finger, then seemed as though she were about to say something - then stopped and squinted even harder at Kasumi.
"Maybe she is trying to make us feel welcome?" Shampoo offered.
"That... is the kind of thing she'd do," Akane reluctantly agreed. "Except she's also a lot more excitable than normal as well.
“Well, she did have a different mother…” Shampoo said, before putting her hand on her head, “Ugg that makes my head hurt. How did this stupid magic ring work? Did it fuse our mothers? Get my mom to go to Japan instead of meeting my original father? Did it just wink one of our parents out of existence?”
“I wouldn’t think about it too hard.” Both girls jumped back at the sudden reappearance of that pantsuit wearing Office Lady Oni who had explained things earlier. “Nobody’s killed by this ring or anything. The world's just sort of rearranged a little bit to make this whole new you.”
"And what's with my sister acting like this?" Akane asked. "Our sister... Whatever! Why is Kasumi behaving in such a strange way?"
"Oh, she's been spoiling you rotten every time you come visit," the Oni nodded. "Does her absolute best to dress up, make food that you'd like - the works." She shuffled her feet and smiled as if waiting for something. The two girls stared at her. "Ahem. Doesn't that deserve a compliment from a pair of pretty girls?" Now the two of them were glowering at her. "Okay, okay! Bye for now!"
Ignoring that, the two of them got right back to paying attention to the images playing out. Kasumi had walked away with a giddy gait, doubtless thrilled to see if Akane liked the dishes she'd put together. "I wish she wouldn't spoil me..." the outer combined girl grumbled. "It feels very strange."
"Well, at the very least she has good taste!" Shampoo threw up her arms. "That dress was a knockout. On her figure, she could have any man she wanted." Shampoo trailed off for a moment as a particularly vicious thought crept into her head. "I mean, she certainly filled it out better than other people who will not be named." Akane winced. This was like bleeding in shark infested waters. Shampoo picked up on the weakness immediately. "You know, it must be nice living with such a pleasant older sister. She's such a good role model. Exactly the sort any little sister would want to grow up to be exactly like."
"You got a point there?" Akane grumbled.
"Who, me?" Shampoo asked. Ohohoho, if she couldn't hurt Akane physically then she could sure put the screws on emotionally. "No, not at all. I was simply admiring your oldest sister. My, my. It really did look like she was poured into that dress, doesn't it? It's a wonder the boys paid you any mind when dear sweet Kasumi - Oh no! You're not jealous are you?"
"Jealous? Me?" Akane all but shrieked. "No. perish the thought! Hahaha! You're imagining things... Really!"
But Shampoo was loving this. Ohoho! There was a little extra something to needle the girl over. If they were to spend the rest of their lives stuck together like this, might as well have a bit of fun with it somewhere!
<hr>
A spark of irritation shot clear through Akane right then, as she noticed Ranma pretending that he wasn't checking Kasumi out. Her knuckles popped when she flexed her hand. But this was one of those cases where throwing a punch wasn't half as effective as a nice tongue lashing. And so!
"Fancy that," Akane sighed. "You didn't even thank me."
"Huh? Thank you for what?" Ranma asked.
"For saving you," Akane explained. "You got yourself captured and had to be rescued. Like a Princess in Distress." She sneered a little bit. "Bet you'd look pretty good in a dress too. Just add water."
Before Ranma could respond to this urgent mating call, the pair were interrupted by a hand falling on each of their shoulders. Looking back, the pair saw the tear stained face of one Soun Tendo. Professional Meddler and the kind of father who tries to make his kids do things in ways that makes them do the exact opposite because he doesn't know them half as well as he thinks he does.
Wow, that's kind of sad when you put it like that. Pretend I'd made a funny instead and let's put that behind us.
"It's so good to see you getting on!" Soun bawled, pulling the two of them together. "Ah! There truly is hope for Anything Goes Martial Arts!"
Such things are rather anathema to the mating procedures of the hotheaded stubborn idiot. An outsider pointing out that the two of them were inching closer and closer together while arguing to the point they were almost (gasp) holding hands was pretty much the second worst thing you could do if you wanted them to actually go for it. The worst thing is to very obviously force them into direct contact with one another.
"I'm going to my room!" Akane yelled, storming off upstairs.
"And I'm gonna go train!" Ranma yelled, heading in the direction of the training hall.
"Was it something I said?" Soun sniffed. Because as much as Kasumi may have changed some things never do.
<hr>
“Honestly I can’t believe him!” Akane grumbled under her breath, “Jumping in like that!” She walked up the stairs to reach her room. The layout of the Tendo household had not changed much, right up to there being a cute duck shaped plate on Akane’s door with her name on it. Though, there was a difference with the duck itself. Instead of simply “AKANE” written in English letters, there was “珊撲” written on it. Written as Chinese it read, well, “Shan Pu.” However, above the Chinese characters was furigana, which read “あかね” AKA: “Akane.” The other Tendo sisters had similar arrangements now.
Akane and Shampoo should consider themselves lucky that Japanese and its shared characters with Chinese allows such a writing system to let them keep their names. Thus avoiding their new self being called ‘Shamkane” or “Akapoo” or something dumb like that.
Opening the door, one could see that Akane Tendo's bedroom looked pretty much the way you would expect an ordinary Japanese girl's room to look. There was a bed and a desk and a wardrobe and a cupboard. Now, there were a few little extra things here and there. For example, the battle dress that she wore when training. A bright red number with a slit up the side. That's pretty normal, right?
Well, Akane reached out and grabbed hold of a little stress relief. That taking the form of a mace with a head twice the size of hers, which she smashed into her palm while pacing around the room.
"Right when I was putting that <i>boy</i> in his place," Akane growled. "Ugh! Interrupting at the very worst possible time! Now he's off training in the hall probably feeling all smug and superior when he should be licking my boots."
She stopped and trailed off. "Licking my boots..." she mused. "Sucking on my toes... Worshiping the ground I walk on..." Unconsciously she walked towards her battle dress. "Maybe I should head down there as well. Get a little bit of grappling practise with him..."
The girl shuddered. No! Too obvious. He'd see through that in a second. Not that there was anything to see through of course. She returned her mace to its rightful place and took a deep breath.
<hr>
"Pervert!" Akane grumbled at Shampoo. The girl ignored her. "I said 'pervert'! Hello? Earth to Shampoo? Anyone home?"
"Is that... a picture on our desk... Of Pink and Link?" Shampoo asked.
"Huh?" Akane grunted. "Oh, you mean that shot of us with those twins? In a group hug and smiling for the camera?" Shampoo nodded. "Huh... I guess that must be a shock to you. Seeing Us being close with two friends of yours -"
"We weren't friends!" Shampoo squealed, panic stricken and mortified. "Those two idiots! You did this! How did you do this?! How did combining with you make us into friends?!"
"Well... I mean... You're kind of a violent bitch sometimes," Akane said.
This, to Shampoo, felt like the pot not only calling the kettle black but also calling it an instrument often used to boil water. She slowly turned to look at Akane with her face showing the very mask of 'are you fucking kidding me?'
"Hey! Don't give me that look!" Akane sniffed. "I don't go around destroying walls or threatening to kill people."
"You lose control over your temper all the time!"
"No! That's... poor impulse control and - Hey I see you trying to get our combined self to put on that slinky dress! Don't think you can distract me with an argument!"
<hr>
Akane put the dress back on the rack. No. It was a bad idea. It was a bad idea to head on down there and show off for Ranma. Show off her martial arts skills. Yes, that's right. That's all she was resisting the urge to flaunt for his deviant male eyes.
"I think a gi would have suited you better," a voice said from the doorway to the room. Akane was honestly surprised by that. She hadn't even heard the door open. Had she really been so lost in thought that Nabiki could surprise her like that? "What's wrong? Did you not have enough fun hanging out with Ranma today?"
Nabiki... She was a tough one. Akane hadn't got a handle on her yet. It was strange, the contrast between how Kasumi treated her and how Nabiki treated her. When in Nabiki's presence, Akane felt like a mouse noticing the cat about to play with her. It was a strange and offputting feeling, especially since she could easily bend Nabiki in half if things ever became physical.
"Well, what I do with my airen isn't any of your business," Akane huffed. "And just because I'm spending time with him doesn't mean I like him or anything. Got it?"
If that had been intended to scare Nabiki off, it seemed to have the opposite effect. Ever see the How the Grinch Stole Christmas? Remember that bit where he comes up with the plan, and this smile oozes up his face, consuming it whole until his entire feature seems to be one singular grin? Well, Nabiki seemed to be doing something kind of similar with her eyebrows.
"Airen?" Nabiki repeated. "That's a Chinese word, isn't it?"
And now Akane's face was basically doing the opposite of the Grinch. Shit. Shit. Shit! Had she called Ranma her airen? As in her beloved?! Suddenly Nabiki was right in Akane's face, looking her right in the eyes, her own sparkling with innocence.
"Say, sis! Say! Hey! I don't know Chinese! Hey, hey! Sis! Tell me what it means!" Nabiki asked, quite insistently. "If Ranma is your airen, what does it mean? What does it mean?"
"It - it doesn't mean anything!" Akane protested, futile for she could already tell that Nabiki fully knew what it meant already.
"Ohhhh? It doesn't mean anything?" Nabiki repeated in a kind of bratty way. "Well then, if you won't admit to it... I'll just have to ask Ranma."
Fuuuuuuck! When Nabiki turned to leave the room, Akane used her own greater than normal speed to get ahead of her and close the door.
"Ahahaha, that won't be necessary!" Akane said. Nabiki... then cooly sat down on Akane's bed. That manipulative little... "So, what do you want for me to keep quiet?"
"Pictures, little sis. What else?" Nabiki said. Now, to Nabiki's mind her little sister would never agree to something like that. Which was fine. She was bartering. Go for the thing that she'd never get, and then wear her down until she got the thing she actually wanted. In this case: A little help shaking down a member of the kendo club who was being late with his bills. "I have this cute little bikini I'd like you to, ahem, train in. No need to pose. Your normal training routine should be fine."
"Deal!" Akane stuck out her hand.
... What. What? She agreed immediately?! That was not what Nabiki had expected! Not at all! Ah... Oooh boy! Actually this was way better than she expected. She'd make ten times the amount from a set of pictures like that! Of course, what Nabiki wasn't able to factor in here was the effect Shampoo was having on her judgment. Nabiki was used to her sister reacting to perverted boys actively coming on to her, something neither girl had tolerated. But while Akane rejected them outright, Shampoo had a “look don’t touch” policy, which their new self had inherited. Ultimately she gave no fucks nor damns nor any other method of cursing measurement you might care to name if some boys got pictures of her wearing something skimpy. Yeah, who cared about that?
- Shortly, Ranma's training is interrupted by an impromptu photo session. Her eyes are up there, Saotome!
- The photoshoot can wait for after dinner. Where Kasumi has something special planned.
- Suddenly Ryoga arrives to make everyone's day worse.
- Back with Ukyo, how's she getting on with Konatsu?
- Something else
Sunday 11 November 2018
Sunday 4 November 2018
Sunday 28 October 2018
Discussion: Shampoo and Conditioning, HPOA 1/2, Drive, Sailor Moon Titnosis, Creeping Perversion, Tricked Himself Into It
Another six this week, but next week it looks to be four. After that, probably no more 50s for a good month or so. It's like a pressure valve is being let off and the totals are being brought back down.
Sunday 21 October 2018
Sunday 14 October 2018
Sunday 7 October 2018
Story: NTR 1/2
If there was any one male that Kodachi Kuno desired, of course it would be Ranma Saotome. Alas, in his present form he was in no real use to Kodachi. No prize worth winning. No humiliation would be had by capturing his devotion. Nor would there be any humiliation directed at Kodachi for failing to win him over, as the other NTR ring had already cut off likely avenues of approach by enticing Akane Tendo under its influence.
So... What to do? What to do? Well, in this case the NTR ring went outside the box. It was all down to Ranma's curse, you see. A most fortuitous thing - even if it was the core cause of the problem in the first place. It meant that there was an available path that could resolve the issue causing the two rings to conflict with each other. Even though - technically speaking - it would make things worse in the long run.
Lustful magical objects have terrible long term planning. Who knew?
In any event, even this path of least resistance was a hell of a lot of effort. The NTR ring was used to manipulating minds and bodies, but creating a whole new physical form...? That was quite some doing. It was only possible at the moment of transformation. At that time, in a mere split second there was technically both boy form Ranma and girl form Ranma in existence. They occupied the same space at the same time, but they were both there. At this moment, and only this moment, was it possible for the NTR ring to split them apart.
Cue girl form Ranma standing in the shower blinking in confusion, wobbling on her feet. While next to her Kodachi was holding her naked body onto a very handsome man who looked startlingly familiar...
"Huh?!" 'Ranko' gasped. "You're - You're me!"
"Ugh, you're so stupid that you don't even understand pronouns," 'Ranma' rolled his eyes. "Who would ever wanna be with a chick that stupid?"
Now, that got under Ranko's skin enough that, without meaning to, she did a pretty on point impersonation of a certain 'uncute tomboy.' She huffed, scowled and then without a hint of irony said "And who would want a guy with a rotten rude mouth like yours?"
"Uncute!"
"Jerk!"
"Ohohoho!" Kodachi interrupted. "While this is quite the charming display, it would be best if you left." Kodachi sneered at the pigtailed girl that she hated so much. "As you can plainly hear, he is far more interested in myself, than some harlot like you."
Ranko could hardly believe what had happened. Her male form had split off and become his own person...? No, that wasn't quite right. This version of him was a superior version to his male form. By miles. Look, you could actually see his penis without a microscope! It wasn't as big as Kuno's, but it was definitely a respectable size. Plus his muscles and body were far better than before, why he looked like some kind of greek god right out of a movie.
"You know, she makes a good point," Ukyo added. She slipped in behind Ranma, hugging onto her from behind. "Look at them. Look at the two of them. He doesn't want anything to do with you. Compared to Kodachi, you're not nearly as sexy. Not half as desirable."
This might seem an odd move for Ukyo to make at this time. Was she not loyal to Tatewaki? Had she not been fighting Kodachi earlier on? Well, yes... But that was all in service of her newly discovered humiliation fetish. Now that she had been able to slip free of Kodachi's ribbons, it was plain for anyone to see that this was a superb chance to further humiliate Ranma - excuse her, Ranko by making her watch as her boy side fell completely under Kodachi's spell.
The fact this was also quite humiliating for Ukyo too was an extra bonus. A surprising one, but not unwelcome by any means. Here was a Ranma, one that was far closer in form to the one she had always imagined, attractive and with a dick that could surely satisfy any woman. And he would be taken by the crazy girl who had just beaten her up. While she was left with a female version that would soon join in the growing harem of one Tatewaki Kuno. It was exhilarating!
Which is why both girls stood there, flush face and heavy breathing as this superior form of Ranma Saotome eagerly grabbed Kodachi's hips, drawing her body closer. She cast one last sneering look back at the pair of them, an aura of total victory surrounding her.
"Ah, how I have awaited this day!" the Black Rose of Furinkan sighed as he lifted her off her feet and physically pulled her body up against his. The boy's dick soon vanished inside her. "Ranma-sama, I always knew that you would see sense one day."
Even though he was the one in apparent physical control over their intercourse, even though he was the one that was doing all the heavy lifting and keeping the pace under his control, Ranma's head lolled back. As did his eyes. His tongue flopped out the side of his mouth and he mindlessly grunted two words repeatedly over and over again. "So tight! Soooo tight!"
Yes, apparent control is the proper way to describe this. For it was in truth Kodachi who was in absolute command over everything. Her subconscious desires reflected through the NTR ring, guiding this duplicate Ranma into having sex with Kodachi in exactly the way that she wanted it... and loving every single second of it.
"Look at how flexible she is," Ukyo whispered. "Those long, powerful legs wrapped around his mighty waist. You can tell, can't you? Kodachi's a better lover than you'll ever be... and so is he." Ukyo kissed Ranko's neck, savouring the taste of humiliation sweat. "You're lucky to be able to watch this. Now you know exactly where you really stand."
"Cute talk coming from a girl who feels more at home dressing like a boy!" Kodachi cackled. "Mmm, and you wonder why Ranma darling never looked twice in your direction? Hohoho! It's obvious, isn't it? He thought you were another boy! Even if he knew it, that's all you ever were to him! Nowhere near feminine enough to matter! Hohohoho!"
Ukyo began to bite her lip to keep the moan down. So good! It was all sooooo good! She started humping against Ranko while wantonly groping the girl's boobs. Ah! Even this lowly wretch had b-bigger breasts than her! So much humiliation! It was all so good!
As for Ranko, she was spellbound by the confusing feelings she was going through right now. She felt the pull to go back to Kuno. continue where they had left off. Prove that she was a better lover than Akane could ever be. But now, watching Kodachi, she was wondering if that even mattered anymore. God, look at the way she was working her stomach muscles. You could tell she was a gymnast. The balance, the composure, even in the heights of pleasure... Ranma wasn't sure she could do that. She was strong, she was agile, but flexible enough to pull that off? No, she wasn't sure that she could. Maybe yesterday she'd have had the confidence, but not anymore... All she was able to do was let Ukyo use her body however she wanted. Then she'd be dragged back to Kuno, and things would go from there.
"Well, at least she's cuter than that psycho-bitch Akane," Ranma suddenly said. "She's a titless, thick thighed clumsy idiot that no man would want to marry."
...
"What... did... you... say...?" Ranko sleepily asked. She blinked slowly as something bubbled up to the surface. Then with more confidence, stepping away from Ukyo and pushing her back she asked the question much more clearly. "What did you say about Akane?"
"He called her what she is," Kodachi half moaned, half cackled. "An unworthy slut who lets her emotions get the better of her. That is all she is. Hohohoho - Oh! My word Ranma darling. You really do know how to drive a girl wild!"
The power of tsundere was a strong thing indeed. Tatewaki's NTR ring had used it to turn them against each other, humiliating both Ranma and Akane by having them insult each other as they succumbed to lust. Now, though? Kodachi's NTR ring had pushed things a little bit too far by having Ranma insult Akane in a far more brutal way than he ever normally would. Perhaps Kodachi was enjoying victory too much. Perhaps it was the NTR ring getting too caught up in the moment and taking a step too far.
Whatever the case may be, it was enough to make Ranko sit up and take notice. "Hey buster! Now I know you aren't really Ranma Saotome!" she yelled. "You might look like him, but you are not him! Because the real Ranma Saotome always stood up for Akane when it came down to it! There may have been the occasional spat, but we-, he never turned into trash like you!”
Now we see it! A sparking hope that they might overcome the effects of the NTR rings! The power of tsundere was a mighty thing indeed, being capable of overcoming even the power of two NTR rings.
But... the thing about true NTR is that it's at its most effective when there is that false hope. Which is why there was another pair of visitors to the shower room at that time.
"Hark, there you are my beloved pigtail girl!" Tatewaki Kuno announced. "And I see that you have given Ranma Saotome the foulest punishment imaginable: Forcing him to endure the ministrations of my twisted sister."
"Ohhhh... yes Kuno, yes right there please keep walking it makes it feel like you're pushing deeper, so deep so full so good don't stop don't stop don't ever ever stop..."
Ranko turned around, and her face fell at the sight behind her. Akane Tendo, being carried by Kuno even as he fucked her. Her back pressed up against his chest, while Kuno's hands rested firmly underneath her thighs, keeping her up. Akane's legs were spread wide apart, leaving no doubt at all about the deep penetration, no hesitation whatsoever. While her hands were reaching up, wrapped around Kuno's head as additional support as she willingly fucked herself on his dick, very obviously lifting and dropping herself as much as she could from this position.
"My beloved pigtailed girl," Kuno continued, smiling a charming smile at her. "Let us leave my twisted sister and Ranma Saotome to one another so that we may return to exploring one another's bodies."
- Suddenly, the Kuno siblings find themselves drawn into a contest of NTR.
- Ranko meekly goes back with Kuno.
- Ranko shakes off the NTR, and starts fighting back!
- Something makes the siblings lose their rings.
- Something else
Sunday 30 September 2018
Monday 24 September 2018
Sunday 23 September 2018
Sunday 16 September 2018
Sunday 9 September 2018
Sunday 2 September 2018
Discussion: Wild Ride For Ranma + Asuka the Lab Rat
Dojo of Perversion hit 50 early enough in the week that I already wrote it up. Will post it soon.
As for the other two:
As for the other two:
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Sunday 26 August 2018
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Sunday 19 August 2018
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Sunday 12 August 2018
Sunday 5 August 2018
Monday 30 July 2018
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Sunday 22 July 2018
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Sunday 15 July 2018
Sunday 8 July 2018
Discussion: NTR 1/2, Konatsu's New Technique, Akane's Titnosis, Hentai Crystal
Well, I was wrong. It was four threads. Four threads hit 50.
And I've already written two of them in preparation. Planning ahead: It's what's for breakfast. As for the other threads... I don't know, I'll provide you guys with the link to the last episode for each and ask what you want to see.
I need to rest.
And I've already written two of them in preparation. Planning ahead: It's what's for breakfast. As for the other threads... I don't know, I'll provide you guys with the link to the last episode for each and ask what you want to see.
I need to rest.
Thread Voting: Open Until 8th July
Each week, I try to guess how things will turn out. Some weeks it's really easy to guess based on voting patterns, trends and current standing. This week though... This week filled me with much dread for what is coming soon.
I predict three threads will be at 50 next week. God help me.
I predict three threads will be at 50 next week. God help me.
Sunday 1 July 2018
Tuesday 26 June 2018
Sunday 24 June 2018
Discussion: Anti-Harem, Shampoo and Conditioning
Wanted to let you guys know that I did a whole bunch of stories this week, so you should probably go back a couple pages if you want to read them all.
Story: HHL Sailor Moon
This development was a troubling one. Sailor Moon, was it? One of the old guard reincarnated in a new world that was run by perverts. Weird, there was no Senshi of the Moon. Beryl snorted in derision: Where was she when ECCHI came rolling into town? Probably on her back getting railed by one of their experts in seduction. One look at that tight ass, splendid legs, cute face... Beryl felt dizzy all of a sudden and forced herself out of it.
"That girl is exuding as much perverted power as I am," she suddenly said, surprising even herself a little bit. "Hrmph. That's quite the troubling matter. Dealing with ECCHI is bad enough, but if she has taken to the new way of things so readily as well..."
Where normally this strange newcomer would have been her immediate priority, doing so would risk tipping her hand against an organisation she knew almost nothing about. Better the devil you know, because at least you understand how best to deal with them. In that case they had little choice but to ignore Sailor Moon - mostly - and focus their efforts on subverting ETCHI from the inside.
Or... Or they could take a quite different approach.
"Jadeite," Beryl began. "How difficult do you think it would be to enact a number of schemes that implicate ECCHI in draining energy?"
Jadeite did not respond right away. He was too busy staring at Beryl's bust. Well, this dress did have quite a low clingy neckline. Still! She needed him to focus! Beryl coughed, then snapped her fingers and repeated her question. This time she got an answer from him.
"Not too difficult," Jadeite said. "Off the top of my head, I can think of a few schemes. With deeper thought, more still should occur."
"Examples," Beryl commanded.
Jadeite gulped. "Fetish clothing enchanted to drain energy when someone lusts after the wearer," he began. "Exotic candy that includes an aphrodisiac ingredient. Enchanted sex toys. Youma disguised as nurses infiltrating hospitals. Fitness coaches -"
"Thank you, that's quite enough," Beryl smirked. Yes... With the right kind of tweaking that might well work. "I should be more explicit with my intentions to make sure you don't accidentally make things worse for us. I desire to cause a deliberate rift between Sailor Moon and ECCHI. Turn them against one another. Make it seem as though we have <i>already</i> successfully infiltrated them - or at the very least make them think that they have an agenda beyond making sure everyone has a good time."
Jadeite bowed. Or rather, he bowed to Beryl's boobs. "I understand completely, Mistress Beryl. I shall take great pleasure in turning our two enemies against one another." He hesitated a moment. "Would it also please you to take actions that cast Sailor Moon in a suspicious light to ECCHI as well?"
"No," Beryl said quite firmly. "Do you know what causes conspiracy theorists to emerge, Jadeite? It's simple. Either you have a lot of control and an extremely paranoid personality, or very little control at all and a sense that someone powerful is keeping things from you. There is no question in my mind that if they felt Sailor Moon was acting suspiciously, they would investigate. On the other hand, any attempt they make to seem less suspicious to her can be easily manipulated to make it seem suspicious."
Or to put it another, simpler way: Sailor Moon would probably not have the resources to properly investigate an organisation that was capable of taking over multiple universes, but they would damned certainly have the resources necessary to investigate her.
On top of that consider what would happen when Sailor Moon <i>did</i> investigate. An organisation that size can't possibly exist without something shady happening somewhere. If she found it, she'd be even more suspicious of them.
"Make sure your schemes cannot be traced back to us," Beryl warned. "I don't doubt that at least a few of them will be stopped by ECCHI, but that's fine. So long as Sailor Moon catches wind of what's going on for a handful, it should be enough to set the wheels in motion."
"Will this not waste opportunities to gather energy?" he asked.
"On the contrary," Beryl said dismissively. "The other three Generals have already been dispatched to whole other worlds to seek opportunities to gather energy... And information. I have no intention of rushing this. If we do this, we do it properly."
<b>You stall for something so trivial?</b> Metallia hissed in the back of her mind.
"I stall because our enemy is more than merely a magical moon kingdom," Beryl firmly, politely corrected. "Think of what it must take to rule multiple universes. Then realise they do it with the power of <i>ero</i> rather than any kind of military action. This is no ordinary enemy. It cannot be underestimated. Who knows what they have faced in other worlds, other realms? Why, they might even know a way to destroy you. Permanently."
<b>By seducing me into oblivion, perhaps?</b>
"Perhaps. I have heard of some rather unfortunate and creative fates befalling those who oppose them," Beryl calmly replied. "This is what is known as an out of context problem. A lion seems mighty until it encounters a dragon. Until we know what we're dealing with, we cannot say that even your resurrection would guarantee us total victory, the same way it might if we only had Sailor Moon to be concerned with."
Beryl waved her hand over the crystal ball in front of herself. Within it, she saw what the other her saw. The woman she used to be before awakening to her true past self. Mio was puttering around within ECCHI's office, working hard and researching their history as best she could. Beryl grinned. That's right, girl. You get that research done. Memorise it. Commit it to memory. And then Beryl would cast her magic spell and extract those memories for her own personal use.
It's a funny thing. People view lust as the sin of sexual desire, but it's more accurate to say that it's the sin of impatience. The need to have it, right here and right now without waiting. It got all twisted around by historical context, but a true mistress of lust does not feel that impatience. Instead, they are more capable of inflicting it upon others.
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Have you ever felt a need to be somewhere, do something but you don't quite know what it is? Mio Kuraki was going through that currently. It's quite the pitiable experience, isn't it? To not realise that you are the reincarnation of an ancient evil, that said evil had used its boundless magics to separate their existence from your own, to not realise that you were effectively a pawn in their wicked schemes...
And yet there she was. Sitting in the local headquarters for ECCHI. First day on the job, and she'd spent basically the entire first hour absorbing as much information as possible about the organisation's history. The universe they'd started in, who was in charge, how they tended to introduce themselves to other worlds, basic information on perverted power that she'd never have guessed at.
All of which was being funnelled directly to Queen Beryl. The most perfect spy was one who did not know that this is what she was.
Ever since the takeover Mio had a strange relationship with perverted power. She was a bit shy and withdrawn herself. Too interested in academics, the occult and archaeology to make proper use of it. But she was <i>extremely</i> powerful in its use. Sometimes too powerful for her own good. She'd attract attention to herself like flies to honey - well, actually that old saying was incorrect as flies like vinegar more than honey, but you get the point - and was only ever able to safely resolve those events because she was simply so powerful in perverted power that it overwhelmed anyone who got a bit too handsy. Be they man or woman.
Maybe that's why she felt so drawn here? She'd finally realised that if anyone could help her control this power, it must be ECCHI...
"Pardon me, are you Mio Kuraki?"
Mio jumped out of her skin at the sound of her own name. On turning around she found Saeko Mizuno looking at her with a calm and gentle smile.
"H-hello there!" she nervously bowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"Likewise," Saeko said. "Mio. I would like to give you a rare opportunity. On looking at your file, you have quite the impressive resume, and I think we're going to need someone like you to help us with a very special case."
A special case? Her?
"You'll be acting as my assistant," Saeko continued. "It's a very unusual one for a first timer, but it should be an excellent learning opportunity for you. Her codename is Sailor Moon."
- Back to the fight, Usagi wins by herself through judicial application of her new abilities and perverted power.
- Tuxedo Mask arrives out of nowhere to save the day.
- Actually, Ami shows up to assist instead.
- Something else
Story: Ran's Craving
There were several reasons for Ran to help Shinobu back to her spaceship. The first and primary reason was that Shinobu was a good girl. She couldn't stand to see someone suffer like this. She understood how painful it was to lose your first love, and this girl needed all the support that she could get. Preferrably support that didn't involve Lum. Again, for a variety of reasons.
"There, there. It's alright. It hurts now, but you'll feel better before you know it," Shinobu half lied. The poor girl was limp and listless in her arms, allowing Shinobu to carry her bridal style into the room with ease. Even though she wasn't all that strong (elsewhere, Ataru let out a loud 'hah!' without knowing why) it was really easy to carry her like this.
"But - but Rei!" Ran cried. Aw. With behaviour like this you'd never guess that she was holding an incredibly potent addiction over Shinobu's head. Which rather segued into the other, less selfless reason Shinobu was helping Ran get home: She needed her fix. She needed it bad. Her skin was starting to itch and - and were the walls of this spaceship moving or was it just her imagination?
"Waaaaaah! Reiiiii! I spent years of my life learning to cook for yooooou!" Ran bawled and kicked and screamed. "I can't even take revenge because all you think about is foooooood!"
Yep. Shinobu hadn't known him that long, but that was exactly how Rei's thought process worked. Food. Food. More food. He was like a colony of ants that found a discarded loaf of bread. He'd come back time and again to the biggest source of something yummy. Lum, Ran, whoever was pulled in by his handsome face enough to feed him some scraps. Hell, Shinobu herself had felt that pull because Rei? Super. Fucking. Handsome.
Even so. She really needed that fix. Sucking some sperm out of Ataru’s dick had helped, a lot, but without the energy from Ran it was like eating only half a meal.
"There there, it'll be alright," Shinobu said. Alright. She had to be subtle about this. Ran was extremely emotionally vulnerable right now, and there was no telling how she might react to the wrong thing being said at the wrong time. "Oh by the way, do you mind if I have a top up of that energy? Just wondering."
Perfect. A flawlessly subtle approach.
On the plus side it did have an immediate effect on Ran. Her eyes were unfocused before. Listless, fogged over eyes that weren't taking in her surroundings. Now they were sharp. Focused. Entirely on Shinobu. You must understand: What Shinobu was experiencing was the start of withdrawal symptoms. These are not pleasant things for an addict to go through. The addiction calls like a siren's song. She wasn't thinking clearly.
"You want your fill?" Ran asked with a loud sniff right at the end. Normally Shinobu would have picked up on the menace in that tone. Not so much right now. She was focused more on looking at the lips than what was coming out of it them the moment"How much do you want it?"
"Pretty badly," Shinobu admitted.
"Really?" Ran asked. "Okay. Then show me how badly you want it. Strip!"
That was a bit of an unusual request, but Shinobu didn't really see the problem with it. They were both girls. Besides which, if it made Ran feel better then why not help her out a little? Especially if it led to getting that all important kiss. Gosh but Shinobu would feel guilty in the morning when she remembered her thought processes at this point... but no, that was for tomorrow. For right now she was dumping her clothes on the floor without ceremony until she was standing before Ran completely naked.
"Hrm... You are serious," Ran said. "You want a kiss?" Shinobu nodded so hard it caused a small breeze within the spaceship's controlled environment. "Okay! Here goes..."
Shinobu closed her eyes and puckered her lips. She was ready. The addiction needed sating. If anything the taste of Ataru's semen had made this all the more tantalising for her, and now at last she could have what she wanted. Ran's lips came forward and fell upon their target.
Unfortunately that target was the tip of Shinobu's nose.
"Hrm? Is something wrong?" Ran asked all innocence and naivety. If you believed this performance, there's a bridge in Brooklyn up for sale and I'll take your first payment in cash. "Well, you didn't specify where you wanted the kiss, tee hee."
"O-On the lips please?" Shinobu asked, barely able to keep the pleading from her voice.
"Greedy, greedy aren't we!" Ran snapped. For a moment there her face was demonic, but it shot right back to a calm serene smile like a rubber band breaking. This time Shinobu didn't close her eyes. This time she watched as Ran leaned in and pressed her lips in. Ahhhh, this is what she was waiting for. This kiss, this moment, she could finally be rid of the craving for at least a little while.
Or... No? This felt different than the last time. There was no energy being pumped into her. Actually it felt kind of like a perfectly ordinary mundane and boring kiss. Between two girls. One of whom was naked. And getting her bottom pinched by the other girl.
"What's the matter?" Ran asked. "Kukuku... I thought you were desperate for my kiss? Is this not good enough for you?"
The level of cruelty that Ran was displaying right now was incredible. She was dangling a juicy carrot right in front of Shinobu's face. She was letting her lick it. She was letting her believe it was right there for her to eat. But then she was pulling it away at the last possible moment.
"G-give me the energy," Shinobu insisted, instinctively grabbing hold of Ran by the waist. She tried kissing Ran again. To no avail. Ah! "Please! I need it! Don't hold out on me, I gotta have that energy! I already risked being eaten for it!"
"And that earns you as many kisses as you want," Ran said. She punctuated the sentence with another ordinary kiss. "You greedy girl." Another kiss. "How many do you want?" Yet another! There were boys out there who would cut off their left arm for a chance at so many kisses with Ran, but to Shinobu in her current state of mind it was worse than water drip torture.
"P-please Ran!" Shinobu begged. But Ran was relentless in dolling out the smoochies. The sweet, torturous smoochies. "I need that energy! I can't even think straight anymore."
"You can't?" Ran asked. "Then I have an idea. Think lesbian instead."
This time Ran bowled her over and added some tongue to the mix. After an agonising few seconds of making out she came up for air and continued talking to Shinobu. "I've spent the better part of a decade pursuing a goal I could never have. That nobody can ever have! I'm furious! I'm despondent! I'm maaaaad! And all you can think about is your energy fix?! Congratulations! You've just volunteered to be my punching bag!"
Shinobu turned pale. She might be pretty far gone right now, but letting Ran physically abuse her was a touch too far.
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt you," Ran promised. "Actually, more like the opposite. I am going to make you feel <i>amazing</i>. Then, right as you're about to cum - that's when I give you aaaaaallll the energy I can. The energy that was meant to go to Rei. I'll blow your mind with this next hit. How does that sound to you?"
Terrifying. Something she should try to escape. Yet it also sounded completely awesome and something she should try to encourage along as best she could.
"To start with, why don't we put a smile on that pretty face of yours?" Ran asked. Shinobu smiled, but Ran shook her head. "No, no. Silly girl. That's such a forced smile. Let me help you with that."
Huh? What did she mean by that? Ran backed off, sliding down Shinobu's naked body like a snake going in reverse. Her hands clung onto the sides of Shinobu's body, and the manic girl was keeping her head tilted up so that she maintained eye contact the entire way down. And by the entire way down, we mean right down to Shinobu's ankles, which were suddenly hoisted into the air.
And then the soles of her feet were mercilessly tickled by Ran's thumbs running around the sole in a series of tight moving circles.
"Hahahahahahahahaha! Nnnnoooo, I'm extremely ticklish!" Shinobu couldn't help herself. Ah! Ran was attacking her pre-existing weakness rather then her new weakness!
"There we go, you see?" Ran said. "That's a more genuine smile. Now for your reward."
Hu? Reward? Shinobu wondered what that meant right up until Ran stuck out her tongue and, ahem, ran it along Shinobu's lips. A little spark of energy flew between them, and Shinobu's body bucked. Ooooh yeah! That was the good shit!
"You know, this is kind of fun!" Ran admitted. Her fingers on her right hand were trailing along the inside of Shinobu's thigh. "It's funny. I'm not really into girls. But I guess I am into making girls my <b>bitch</b>!"
That last word was followed with a sudden movement upwards. No insertion as of yet, but Shinobu definitely felt the other girl's fingers playing around in a very sensitive area.
"W-wait, m-maybe this was..." Shinobu began. Her words were slurred, and she trailed off. Her body remembered it too well. That was the problem. Really, this was something she should probably be saying no to, but every time she thought about the reward at the end of it... how could she say no to that?
"My, my! You're plenty wet all of a sudden Shinobu!" Ran tittered. "I guess that's because <b>you're my dirty lesbian whore addict bitch!</b> Teehee! Do you like the feeling of my fingers inside your pussy? Be hon~nest now!"
To Shinobu's surprise it actually felt pretty good. Was that due to Ran, or was it her anticipation of what was still to come? Or maybe it was both at once? She honestly wasn't much for caring anymore. It felt like her mind was being pulled on by two sides in a tug of war. With one side slowly sinking into the mud. Her hips bucked forward a bit, letting Ran’s fingers dig in a bit more. She felt Ran’s nails <i>pinch</i> a bit at the edges but that seemed to enhance the pleasurable waves running up her body.
There was a sadder truth behind Ran's skill than Shinobu would ever know. The truth was, she had plenty of practise getting off after her 'dates' with Rei ended with barely any kind of physical contact. Considering the effect his handsome face has on women it's pretty inevitable in the end that something like this would happen, and it didn't hurt that human anatomy wasn't much different from her species at all. Actually it was a little weird how many species had this same basic layout and sexual compatibility but Ran wasn’t complaining at the moment. She was punching at the edges of Shinobu’s labia while plunging another finger up to the knuckle into her, enjoying the sudden shriek from Shinobu.
It was right about here that a truly wicked idea fell into Ran's mind. She could tell that the earth girl/bitch was close. So very close! In which case it was time for her to pump in the energy, but... whoever said the kiss had to be to the lips on the face? If she could drain Ataru through his dick then surely...
The thought was too much for her to resist and so she went for it without thinking.
“W-Wh-what are you d-d-doing!?” Shinobu screamed, really more of a rhetorical question because she could see Ran’s face bury itself between her legs and could feel her tongue beginning to plunge deep within her. This was completely different than her fingers! Her pupils became dots while Ran pushed Shinobu’s mind further and further over the edge with her “kiss.” “I… oh god.. Ran I.. please don’t make me come like this!” She begged, she pleaded, she wished that another girl wasn’t making her feel so good.
In response, Ran grinned into Shinobu’s crotch and began sucking on her clit, and that was enough.
The energy flowed in and Shinobu's brain felt like it was flowing out. The world became a kaleidoscope of sensation for the girl, and not just for her sense of sight. Touch, smell, taste and sound all exploded into a blissful cacophony that somehow came together in a perfect melody.
And the only thing Shinobu could think at the time was 'I get it now. We're all here because we're, like, here and stuff!'
Girl was tripping balls from getting her pussy eaten.
Meanwhile in reality she'd accidentally sent Ran flying across the room while humping her hips upwards with great violence and vigor. It wasn't exactly the most dignified pose the girl had ever been in. Buck ass naked, hips thrusting up like they were being pushed up by a repeating piston. Tongue hanging out of her mouth, eyes rolled up in the back of her head. Hands splayed out to the side with fingers twitching as though typing away on an invisible upside down keyboard.
"Well!" Ran said from where she'd landed. The pink haired girl pulled herself up and rubbed at the back of her head. "Don't know about you but that made me feel much better about myself." She pulled out a handkerchief from her blouse and wiped Shinobu’s juices off her lips and chin.
Shinobu burbled unintelligibly, falling onto her side.
"Heh. Serves you right for being so selfish," Ran sniffed. "Now then. We should consider who else to get hooked on Ataru Moroboshi's junk. What do you say, <b>bitch</b>?"
"Yesssshhhh misshhhhtressshhhh!"
- The next day, Shinobu remembers what happened at Ran's spaceship and tries in vain to control the addiction.
- The next day, Shinobu has completely surrendered to the addiction and is now Ran's lapdog.
- Shinobu has written the whole thing off as a funny dream. She blames Ataru for it.
- Back with Ataru, he's wondering if he can get Lum addicted to his cock as well.
- Something else
Story: HHL HS DxD
Most people have enough common sense not to do something like summon a devil. Most people have heard the stories, how devils trick you into selling away your soul while seeming to give you what you want. Most people would refrain from the temptation even if they knew.
"That devil is laaaaate!" A dark haired man with square-glasses said, an annoyed look on his face.
Most people... But not everyone. There's always some out there. Enough to keep the world of devils satisfied. Not with souls. No, dear me no. Those are far too high a price and haven’t been trade regularly in a long time. But the fulfillment of a contract can impart quite a decent amount of energy without having to extract a soul. Going for that was like needing to charge your phone and deciding to split an atom only for that.
Mr. Morisawa as he was named, had a planned on meeting up a certain devil. Today they were going to binge watch Dragonball, and he was going to show him how much stronger Freeza was and that Goku only won due to plot powers!
If he finally came along that is. Looking at his wristwatch, he frowned. More than 20 minutes late by now. What was holding him up so long?
“That guy.. If only there was some way to-” Morisawa froze, an idea coming to mind. “Wait, didn’t he mention that he had been working on getting his demonic power up so he can be summoned normally?” Huh, that was a possibility, maybe he could simply call him up for once. Actually, maybe that was why he was late? Had Issei expected to get summoned and he had simply forgotten to inform his customer? Well whatever, it was at least worth giving a try. Where was his robe and that dark pointy hat again?
In no time flat he had it all set out. To his keen mind the setup had always seemed a little bit cliche, and so he had deliberately added his own little flourish to the summoning circle. He knew full well that Issei the Devil was a pervert through and through. So he decided to add some porn mags with very curvy women around the summoning circle. It was mostly for flavor. But it did help in narrowing down the target a bit, so only the fitting people could be summoned.
All he needed to do now was chant the magic spell.
"Breasts, breasts, breasts, huge breasts, massive breasts, breasts, breasts, <i>breasts!</i>"
Hey, if he was going for atmosphere to fit the one he wanted to summon, may as well go all out. It wasn’t like Issei would deny how crazy he was for boobs.
The magic circle began to shine brightly and Morisawa held his breath. Was this going to work? Would Issei actually arrive on a reasonable schedule from now on? Would they still have the time to watch as many episodes as he'd planned before morning came?! Would he appear in the midst of this billowing smoke?
"Kyaaaaa!"
Or would a busty naked maiden appear instead?!
"Y-You're not Issei?!"
Ladies and gentlemen, the most astute observation made this millenium.
It was a beautiful woman, with long flowing pink hair that reached down to her hips. Her eyes were a bright blue like the sky. And like mentioned before, her chest was positively gigantic, easily one of the biggest he had ever seen. Which was impressive because he had seen some of Issei’s co-workers. Oh, and she had very long pointy ears that gave her a very otherworldly appeal.
"S-Succubus!"
Which was when he ate a bar of soap to the face.
"So what if I am?! Gah! W-wait... Wait a minute, this is that world I was supposed to go scout out tomorrow morning! A summoning circle!? Did - did you summon me here while I was showering? Pervert! And not the good kind either!"
One might wonder exactly what she meant by the 'good kind of pervert'. As opposed to the 'bad kind of pervert'? She stepped out of the summoning circle, snapped her fingers and made what could only be described as a slingshot maid uniform appear over her body.
"No real potential," she sniffed. "I can tell at a glance. Even with our help you couldn't seduce anyone. You're too much of an antisocial introverted loner to be any use to us. But... If I let this be then you might tell others about my arrival, which would be troublesome for us." She said, her eyes piercing Morisawa as if he wasn’t there, no more like she was looking at something inside him.
“Wait, what do you mean with that?” The glasses wearing man said, a look of worry on his face. Slowly he started to walking backwards as he kept watching the devil.
"I mean, that so far as I am concerned you are only meat," the succubus stuck out her tongue. It extended out a ridiculous amount, easily seeming as long as she was tall. She licked his face all over, then stepped forward to tread her foot on his chest, grinding it in place. Then with a demonic grin she leaned in, flashing her fingernails and making them grow out into long blood red claws -
"Only joking!" she chirped. "I'm not going to hurt you." The man let out a weary sigh of relief at that. "I'm just going to enslave your will so you'll help me conquer your dimension."
Well, that sounded much better! Said no one ever.
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Issei Hyoudou had really, really bad luck. Not the worst luck ever but still pretty bad. What else do you call it when the second you head out on a contract call it starts to bucket down with rain so hard you can't see right ahead of you? Meaning you miss the discarded can of juice, meaning your bike upends, meaning you have to repair it in the middle of the pissing rain with no shelter nearby.
And that was just the first thing that happened. Don't ask about the cat with the bag of noodles in its mouth. Really, it's better if you don't know about that.
"I'm late!" he hissed. "I'm really really late! Ahhhh! I wanted to see it! I wanted to see what happened when Majin Buu was released!"
No, really. Somehow Issei had never actually seen that episode, a big embarrassment for him as a fan. Yet another evidence of his bad fortune: Every time he thought he'd found a source that would show it this one episode would be completely missing! This time he had hoped to finally fix this shame since his ‘customer’ had the entire series on DVD.
Finally he had arrived! Haha! Nothing could stop him now! This time, at last, things were finally going his way! "Mr Morisawa! It's Issei!" he called while parking his bike and rushing to the door. "Sorry I'm late, I had a hell of a time -"
He heard a scream coming from within. Issei's blood ran cold. Oh no... Oh no! It couldn't be, could it?
Had he started watching without him and was, maybe seeing one of the movies? He hadn’t seen all of these yet either!
"Mister Morisawa, there's no need to be so hasty!" Issei yelled, rushing the door and pushing his way inside - only to stop cold at the sight of a beautiful busty babe walking on his client's back.
"Mmmorrrree...." Mister Morisawa moaned. Eeeh! That face! It would haunt Issei's nightmares! "Your feet are like a heavenly gift! Kya!"
"Mind your manners," the woman sniffed. "That sort of thing is an insult to someone in my... Oh, hello! You must be Issei." She made a complicated twisting motion with her feet and then hopped off his back... and started floating towards him with tiny little bat wings supporting her on the way.
All of a sudden Issei had his guard up. He hadn't even noticed his stance change this time, which was promising. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Little old me? I'm an annoyed succubus, that's who!" the woman... a succubus, said to him. Yeah with looks like that he could easily believe it. "This idiot got impatient waiting for you to show up so he tried a summoning circle to get you here faster. Got me instead! My apologies for intruding on your client, but I extracted a little energy as down payment for the rude interruption."
Extracted a little energy...? Yeah, from the flush look on his face it was pretty clear what she meant by that. Still. He'd never actually encountered a succubus before. Neither Rias nor any other member of the club had even mentioned their existence.
"Anyway, since you're here I'd better be off. Wouldn't want to interfere in your contract," the succubus sniffed. "Then again... I was summoned here unduly because you were tardy. Perhaps I should teach you a thing or two?” She asked aloud, giving the boy a curious look, one that made him shiver in a way he couldn’t quite put down to either fear or arousal. A mix of both perhaps? The Succubus was certainly his type with these curves, but the way she acted didn’t appeal to him at all.
"Thanks, but no thanks," Issei said, flashing her his biggest grin. "Wouldn't want to inconvenience you more, right?" Besides which... she might actually be an enemy. He may be a pervert, but that didn’t mean he would become the boytoy of any girl with a big rack that winked in his direction.
"No inconvenience at all," she said. The smile she was now sporting made all sorts of alarm bells start up in Issei’s head. It reminded him a bit too much of Akeno when she was in one of her more sadistic moods. "It's only fair that I leave this gift for you. Please make sure you enjoy it as much as possible. Goodbye for now Issei. I suspect we'll meet again in the near future."
She'd left a little wooden box on the floor at his feet. Issei stared at it as though it was a snake rearing up to bite him. What was she up to? He turned towards Morisawa, who didn’t give him an answer, still in his own little world.
Oh well. Not much he could do for now, except fulfill the terms of his contract. Hrm... Maybe it would be best if he took this small wooden box to the occult club? Rias would know what to do with it. He felt pretty sure about that. If only he knew a little more about succubi he'd have a better handle on what to do next.
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Imagine, if you will, what it's like to be a young succubus recruited into a multidimensional empire of perverts. The feeding potential is immense. Reality practically bends to your whims. The laws of nature themselves twisting to favor you, putting you into the rank of elites the moment you join.
Even so, the succubus called Eve nearly sunk to her knees the moment she was back in her own dimension and her hand shot down to her by now dripping wet pussy.
"Ooh, he's the right sort of pervert," Eve grunted, fingers pumping furiously. "Definitely the right sort. The perfect nexus for us to invade from." So much raw uncontrolled power, it was like standing right next to the sun, if sunlight were perverted energy that is. And he wasn’t even doing anything, just her being present had twisted the laws of this universe enough for his perversion to have an effect.
What a first mission for her to take on her own! As a scout in ECCHI, the glorious perverted multidimensional empire, she could hardly have asked for a more perfect starting point than this! Stumbling upon such an amazing perverted potential right away was... Enough to make her cum without needing her fingers, frankly.
"He seemed suspicious of me," Eve sniffed. “Maybe I should let him run wild for a bit, then when he drowns in horny girls I can rush to the rescue.”
Not 'if' he drowns in horny girls. 'When'. The distinction is an important one. Because this was how ECCHI conquered dimensions. It was simple really. Glorious and wonderful. All they had to do was work over the rules of reality and make the residents agree that this new way of doing things were better. After that, they would throw themselves into ECCHI with reckless abandon.
Sure, there were always some prudes or people stubbornly clinging to the old ways. Complaining about sin, or how this all was wrong, unnatural and infringing on the free will of the pervert’s ‘victims’. But they could be ‘persuaded’ in a way that was fun for everyone involved.
"The first step of any invasion is to find a pervert capable of making good use of the new rules of reality," Eve recited aloud as if reminding herself. "The second step is to introduce them to a fragment of ECCHI reality. Many perverts don't agree to the invasion at first and try to fight it. Whether they do or not is immaterial. Their own nature will shine through, latch onto the rules..."
Kukuku. That was where the fun began. They'd start to subconsciously notice little things they could do to really get a cute girl's (or boy's) motor running. They'd start to get away with little things that they wouldn't normally. That was the 'normal' level perverts as well. Never mind that a boy with that much raw perversion would likely end up, how to put it, overdoing it a touch?
The beautiful part about what she'd done there was simply this: There was nothing at all strange about that little wooden box. It was a perfectly ordinary wooden box she'd acquired from a store down the street. No spells, no enchantments. Just... an ordinary wooden box. Which happened to have been made from trees that grew in a world where the law of reality favoured perverts.
Now, what would someone suspicious of her motivations do with a seemingly ordinary wooden box. Destroy it? Throw it away? No, no. They'd keep it close by. They'd want to keep an eye on it. Little noticing how things were changing all around them. That boy Issei was about to become an anchor through which ECCHI would dominate his world, and he didn't even know it.
Though she suspected that by the time they were done, he'd be thanking them quite profusely for what they had done.
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The next day, Issei had almost completely forgotten about his encounter with the succubus. He was too happy. He'd finally seen it! He'd finally seen the missing episode! At long, long last he had finally seen it and - It was okay. But that wasn't the point! He'd seen it! At last! Huzzah!
Then he'd kipped out of bed, stepped on a certain wooden box, spent the next two minutes hopping around his room while clutching at his foot, remembered the succubus and hurried about his daily routine so he could get to school ASAP! Sorry Asia, he knew full well that they tried to arrive at school separately in the morning (to keep the other students from working out she was living there too) but he was in such a rush today that he was going to leave first.
Maybe he would meet Rias early and get to ask her if she knew anything. And otherwise, he would just have to wait until the club meeting started. At least there shouldn’t be too much danger coming from that box. Even if something happened, there were enough powerful people in Kuoh to deal with it quickly. Whatever that succubus was up to would be stopped in its tracks, no problem at all!
"Ugh, look at him with that dopey determined look on his face," a girl whispered by the front entrance to the academy. "I bet he's figured out another way to peek in the girl's locker room."
“Just because he somehow managed to get into the Occult Research club, he acts like this. Once a pervert, always a pervert.” Another added.
"It's pathetic. A disgusting creep like that has no business being in the same room as either Rias or Akeno!"
“What if he corrupts Kiba-senpai? They have been hanging out together, I don’t want the prince to become a pervert!”
Ugh, those girls! It was a fleeting concern, but Issei really wished they'd stop whispering about him behind his back. It had got worse since becoming a devil, and he really wished they'd stop bad mouthing him like that!
At this time Issei didn't know it yet, but it was the first occasion he'd ever implement the new rules being gradually imprinted upon his reality. Due to his own immense perversion the effect was a lot stronger than usual, but the girls were quite far off by the time he'd had this thought. Otherwise the girls might have been left cumming in the hallway. Instead their mocking tones dropped off, and their gazes fell down upon Issei's rear. Their eyes glaze over. Their breathing grows shallow. And that night they would all have extremely erotic dreams about the boy they so derided.
“Ahhhh..” Though for now they only ended up sighing as the most glorious butt they had ever seen walked away.
Issei did not notice any of that, far too busy at looking for a certain redhead that he needed to report to. He didn't have to look too long, either. As expected she was heading in the direction of the Occult Research Club Room. The perfect place for them to discuss such an important matter!
"Good morning, Rias!"
Up ahead of him the beautiful redhead suddenly stopped in her tracks. She turned to look at him with a strange smile on her pretty face. He'd never seen that expression before. "Hello Issei," she replied to him. Her voice was strangely husky. Was she coming down with a cold? "You seem quite energetic this morning."
"Can we talk in the club house?" Issei asked, trying to be as serious as possible. Rias sensed his mood right away and gave him a curt nod, then turned around to lead the way. Alright then. Whatever that succubus was up to would surely come undone now that he had... huh. Rias was walking in a really weird way right now. She didn't usually swagger like that. Did she? He was pretty sure he'd notice. Not that he was complaining, the view was very nice back here. A shame it made his thoughts blank out the second he tried to form any.
"We're here," Rias said, and the spell broke. Oh! So they were. She went in first and Issei followed after. Alright. Now that they were alone he could tell her about -
"Issei!"
Or he could wait until Asia and Koneko got off of him! Gah! As soon as he was inside they'd rushed him. Tackled him to the ground for no good reason!
"Issei, you left the house so suddenly this morning," Asia said, rubbing her cheek up against his in a weirdly affectionate way that he honestly was not used to. "Please don't do that!"
“Senpai, you shouldn’t spend all your time alone.” Added Koneko, somehow combining adorably cute pouts and monotone speech into a perfect whole. The girl was rubbing herself against him, almost like a cat that wanted to mark him with her scent. Which wouldn’t be so odd if she wasn’t doing it with her chest. Not that he disliked it, but she was normally a bit slower with this.
"Uhh... Are you two alright?" Issei asked. The two of them looked at him like he was a steak dinner. "Rias? A little help here?"
Apparently 'a little help here' had sounded like 'take off your bra and dump it on my head' to the Gremory devil. Issei peered upwards, his eyes the size of saucers as he watched his boss’s boobs sway in tune with her breath. Rias for her part sighed, then let her hands wander over her body, from her legs up to her chest, pushing her breasts together in a way that was very distracting.
"This is what you wanted to talk about, right?" Rias asked. "You noticed that my breasts went up another size."
They did? By which Issei meant yes, yes they had.
“Not fair, my breasts are also growing! Look Issei, don’t they look good too?” The blonde nun asked, pulling down her school uniform without the slightest care.
Yes Asia. Yes your breasts were also very nice. Issei couldn't bring himself to say these things aloud because he sensed that if he did, something monumental would happen before his very eyes. Something he wasn't sure his mind could take right now.
“Senpai, I can use Senjutsu to make them grow.” With these words, Koneko started using the aforementioned technique and her still rather petite chest began to inflate until it had reached nearly the same size as Akeno. Which was quite impressive given she had one of the biggest chests he had ever seen.
"Girls!" Issei suddenly yelled. "Ahem! I think... I think we're somehow falling under the spell of that succubus!"
"Succubus?" Rias asked. "Issei, the succubus and incubus race went extinct over a hundred years ago." She frowned and then looked down at herself. "What am I...?"
Wait, that woman lied to him? Great, that made the only lead he had so far pointless. Wait, he did still have that box from earlier! Quickly he started searching his bag for the mysterious object, something made a bit more difficult because Koneko and Asia were still on top of him.
“Issei.. Did I just..” - “Senpai, why did I use?” Both of them seemed to temporarily snap out of whatever funk had hit them.
The really weird thing was though? None of them seemed to blame him for what was going on. They also didn’t start putting on their clothes again, but that was actually rather normal. Issei gulped nervously. What sort of wicked spell had that mystery woman cast?!
"I had an encounter with a woman last night who said she was a succubus," Issei began his explanation, sensing he might not get a word in edgeways otherwise. "She gave this wooden box to me, and now all of you are behaving strangely. I think... We might be under some kind of attack!"
An attack that was turning these girls into lewd perverts before his very eyes! The sweet and innocent Asia, inexplicably bearing her boobs to him! Koneko talking about using her skills to make her breasts bigger! Rias being suddenly okay with flashing him while there were others in the room! Okay, maybe that last one wasn’t <i>that</i> unusual, but still it was a bit fast!
Whatever kind of attack this was, he absolutely did not approve. He would find out what was happening, and put a stop to it with his own two hands! Though little did Issei realise that by now, he himself was the very thing he was desperately trying to stop.
- The girls resume lusting over Issei and get basically nothing done.
- The girls are able to stop lusting over Issei long enough to study the wooden box... and work out what's weird about it. Somehow.
- As above, but the girls haven't a clue.
- Eve now starts to investigate this world a bit more closely.
- Eve's incursion was noticed by a powerful someone or other.
- Something else
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Saturday 9 June 2018
Story: Konosuba Succubus Shop
Ah! How terrible it was! Darkness had escaped her family, intending to return here to this tavern so that she could reunite at last with her beloved party! She had expected to find them sitting here, lamenting her absence, Aqua doing something useless, Kazuma bullying her, Megumin inventing cute nicknames for things... Then they would turn, see her and rush at her with tearful eyes!
Instead they had kicked her to the curb and got some new party member! She could almost see them now, walking off and having adventures with a shadowy unknown figure. Some unknown adventurer that Darkness could easily see diving in front of Kazuma to take the hit.
<i>"Newbie-chan!"</i> Kazuma would yell, his voice filled with a sound that Darkness had rarely heard before: Genuine concern! <i>"I should have taken that hit!"</i>
"Bu-but I wanted Kazuma to be worried about my wellbeing!" Darkness protested.
<i>"Kukuku... Something like this?"</i> the new party member said, obviously bleeding from the mouth. <I>"It's nothing, I can take something like this."
"Ahhhh!"</i> Megumin would sigh. <i>"Hey, hey! You're really cool Newbie-chan! Much cooler than our old party member! Can I call you big sis?"</i>
"Ehhh? But - but I wanted someone as cute as Megumin to look up to me and call me big sis!" Darkness yelled.
<i>"I'll heal your wounds up right away!"</i> Aqua beamed. <i>"Ah... But since I wasted a lot of MP on water tricks, this is probably going to hurt a little."</i>
"Noooo! I want it to hurt a little!" Darkness cried, clutching at her sides, trapped in an endless pit of despair at how they were treating their new party member. It wasn't fair! It wasn't reasonable! It was... Really working for her, oooh her engine was fired up like never before!
"Um... Miss? You're trembling and making a funny face out in public," said the very real woman standing directly in front of Darkness. Intercutting into her delusion like a hot knife through butter.
"Ah, sorry! How embarrassing!" Darkness said. Then squirmed. Oooh, the humiliation of acting like this in public. That was a nice cherry on top of the cake. The mystery woman in front of her drew her glasses down to the edge of her pretty little nose and quirked an eyebrow.
At this time Darkness regarded the woman in front of her a bit more seriously. She knew that she had quite the body, but this woman put even her to shame. She was wearing a business suit that it looked like she was poured into. Nothing too revealing - the skirt went well below the knees and there wasn't even a hint of neckline. But still! Something about the body underneath screamed 'obscene'.
"I should introduce myself," the woman said. "I'm a businesswoman looking to set up a new store in town. You know the sort, a few magical trinkets here and there? Accessories for women adventurers. Allowing you to look stylish while giving you stat boosts for low, low prices."
<hr>
Although Darkness did not realise it, the woman she was speaking to was in fact the head succubus of the secret shop that catered to low level adventuring men. Out on a rare walk in public, knowing for a fact that a certain troublesome Goddess was not around to spot her for what she truly was. Then, encountering a member of the party that was causing her such concern of late.
"Let me guess, you're the sort to have trouble finding a party aren't you?" the succubus said. Darkness, of course, vehemently refused this possibility before meekly answering honestly.
"I- I suppose I may have some difficulty in that area..." she said.
The Boss grinned and reached into her pocket, physically charming into existence a third corrupting item. A little sleight of hand combined with genuine magic, making something actually supernatural seem totally normal. A reverse magic trick if you will. In this case she pulled out a bracelet and offered it to Darkness.
"Here, this is a freebie," Boss said. "This bracelet automatically grants you the 'scan attack' ability. At a glance, you'll be able to spot the attack power of anyone you look at. A warrior like you with a skill like this is bound to make you more useful to a party, right? You'll be able to prioritise who to attack first right away!"
"Ahhhhh!" Darkness squealed. "I- I can use it to find the biggest, baddest hitter around? I can - I can use it to ensure that each and every attack that hits me does the ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-maximum amount of damage?!"
That was too many 'ma's! All in a row! What was with this woman! Why did such a thing make her drool, and why - oooh, she felt heady all of a sudden. That was funny, this never normally happened unless she drank from a woman's lustful aura. Which she was very careful not to do. Unless this Darkness woman was giving off such a perverse intention that merely standing in her presence forced her to absorb it by sheer difusion!
"I... suppose you could use it that way," she admitted. Well, in truth the item did a touch more than that. Using it long term would introduce a voyeuristic streak within the girl. Aha! Like this she had managed to place corrupting items on all three of the Goddess's party members! In time each of them would surrender to their lusts without even knowing what had happened in the first place!
Well, that's a nice plan... But would things really turn out that way? Only time would tell.
<hr>
It was almost depressing how easily he recognised the symptoms of PGFSD (post giant frog stress disorder), but Kazuma could see it plain as day on the trembling, twitching and wide eyed face of his newest party member. Now he well and truly could welcome her to the team.
"We should keep going in case something else shows up," Kazuma said. He moved to the front of the party. Normally she would be the stealthiest, but right now it was up to him to lead the way.
"There there," Aqua said, patiently and soothingly rubbing the thief on her back while helping her along. "It's okay. The mean frog is dead."
"We understand your pain all too well," Megumin added, standing to the thief's other side and mimicking Aqua's motion. The only difference here was that she was gradually regaining even more mana from being in direct contact with another woman. In fact, with Aqua on the other side the mana increase shot up even more. With which Megumin felt something akin to the feeling you get on drinking a hot coffee on a cold winter's night. She unconsciously stepped closer while saying "there there!" in a reassuring tone of voice.
Overall Kazuma would have found this scene to be quite touching. If not for the fact it was helping her recover from being almost eaten alive by a giant frog.
Anyway! The best thing for them to do right now was to keep quiet and try to avoid monsters until their party was ready to tackle another lot. To that end Kazuma crept ahead and peeked around a corner. Right! There were some monsters over there, and they were coming this way. He held out his arm, silently signalling to his party to stop. They'd have to go back, there had been a little alcove in the wall over there they could hide in until the monsters passed by. They couldn't risk fighting at least until their thief had -
"Oooh shiny!"
- Recovered.
Kazuma slowly turned around. He didn’t want to turn around, perhaps if he didn’t see it it wouldn’t happen. Alas, such a convenient wish will never be granted, so he turned around. The sight before his eyes was a certain sneaky thief crawling out through a window towards a shiny object
"Solona, wait!" Kazuma hissed. If anything this seemed to hurry her on. He looked around at the other two - somehow Aqua had tripped and landed on top of Megumin. Useless Goddess as ever! "Solona! No!"
"Solona yes!" was her answer. She grabbed hold of the shiny thing. On closer inspection it was... some kind of golden staff with a busty naked woman sitting on top of it. A staff that was being held by... A tiny little monster in a pinstripe suit.
"Da hell you punks doing with my bling?!"
A tiny monster with a disproportionately large head, smoking a pipe and with a chain wrapped around its neck. It had a device that looked like a machine gun strapped to its waist, but... it couldn't be a machine gun. It was not a machine gun.
"Hey, hey Kazuma!" Aqua yelled. (Yes, yes, I am Kazuma!) "What do you think you're doing, getting the attention of that ugly little monster!"
"Ugly li'l monstah!" the ugly little monster yelled. Solona finally managed to wrest the staff from his hand and then proceeded to... lick it sensuously. "Hey, don't you go gettin' yo drool all over ma bling!"
It was a bad sign that this was in the bottom ten of a list of the most absurd things to happen to him since coming here. Right? That was a bad sign wasn't it?
"I'ma lick you, see you how youz like it!" the monster yelled, leaping up to face level and extending a tongue that was bigger than its entire body, and then licking Solona alllll over her face. It was quite the sight. In one moment her face was showing joy at having found something shiny. In the next, her face was obscured by monster tongue. And then she was showing quite a different expression of total disgust.
It almost seemed as though the joy had been licked right off Solona's face.
"T-twice in one day!" Solona yelped. "Tongue... why tongues? First the frog and now - And now!"
"Who da hell are you guys anyhow?" the monster demanded, pointing its gaudy staff right at Kazuma, Megumin and the Goddess of Useless. "What you bitches doing in ma castle?"
"Tremble, servant of darkness!" Megumin suddenly yelled, interrupting Kazuma's thought process before he could even begin to think of a valid excuse. "You stand in the presence of those who have slain the former owner of this cursed abode! Through wit, through will, through the penultimate power of teamwork and the ultimate power of the Explosion spell we prevailed over the mighty Dullahan -"
"Who da hell is Dullahan meant ta be? Some kinda big shot?"
"... pffftt!" Aqua barely stifled a laugh. "The ugly little monster hasn't even heard of one of the -" And she was interrupted by a flying piece of wood that sent her knocked on her barely covered ass. Apparently the little guy had quite the throwing arm.
"Ahm the big bad 'round these here parts! And I reckon you guys are trespassers! Looters! Thieves!"
Kazuma sighed. He hated it when the accusations were dead on. Still, if this little guy was the 'big bad around these here parts' then they didn't have too much to worry about after all. While he ranted, while he raved, while he threatened Kazuma simply drew back his foot and punted him hard into the nearby wall.
"Now that's taken care of, let's -"
"Rebound!" the monster yelled just before hitting the wall. It started to glow in a clearly magical light, then reacted to the wall much like a tennis ball might have. If that tennis ball was able to completely ignore Newton's third law by coming back with even harder force than it struck the wall with!
"Ball destroyer!" the monster yelled, and all of a sudden Kazuma was eternally grateful that he had been granted the gift of a damage reducing item. Still, an attack such as this may not have killed him. It left him dearly wishing he was dead, but it had not killed him. It also left him wondering, if this was only half damage then what the hell would the full hit have felt like? As it was, he couldn't even whimper in pain. He could not shout. He could not move. Ah, no. That was a lie. He could move. He could sink to his knees, and his tear ducts were still working fine.
But his suffering was not yet done with.
"Bookcase slamma!"
For now he had been hit by some kind of spell that seemed to work as a direct impulse shot. It send him flying back, hitting a wall at quite literally breakneck speed. Luckily, again, only half the health points he would have normally taken were actually removed this time. It still hurt like the dickens. To the point that he actually internally used the phrase "hurt like the dickens" unironically. And then the bookcase landed on his face.
All in all, he'd gone from full HP to 1HP in a matter of seconds.
Or to put it another way: Ow!
"Kazuma, Kazuma!" Megumin yelled, clearly concerned for his well being as she rushed to his side.
"Yes, yes... I am Kazuma..." he replied. "Megumin... You must... avenge my balls!"
"Alright!" Megumin sniffed. "Aqua, Solona and I shall avenge your balls!"
"No... Don't let Aqua... avenge my balls..." Kazuma begged from underneath the bookcase. "Somehow... she will only make it worse."
Separately from Kazuma's suffering, dear reader, one must consider: That was a lot of damage, wasn't it? A most fortunate thing for him that he'd had that item granted to him by the succubus, or he'd have to be revived. Again.
Still... It did release quite a lot of lust energy into the surroundings. Which makes this quite the unusual event. Usually a nut shot like this does not raise the level of arousal in those who bear witness to it. And usually when it <i>does</i>, there's a content warning hanging around somewhere. Though - curiously enough - there is usually a tiny irate figure wearing a pinstripe suit and talking in an indistinguishable accent somewhere in the vicinity. Funny how it works out like that.
- Time for an actual boss battle?
- Darkness reaches the castle, will she find the party?
- Darkness winds up getting caught up in her own misadventures in the city.
- Meanwhile, Wiz discovers the Succubus Shop.
- Something else
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