Monday, 30 December 2019
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Sunday, 15 December 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 22nd December
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Thread Voting: Open Until 15th December
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Sunday, 8 December 2019
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Thread Voting: Open Untli 8th December
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Sunday, 24 November 2019
Discussion: 5 Threads
Special thanks to the one voter from last week who pushed two threads up to 50 in the same vote.
Sunday, 17 November 2019
Sunday, 10 November 2019
Monday, 4 November 2019
Discussion: Five Threads
Wow, another five threads won this week. Alright, let's dive into what you want to see here.
Sunday, 3 November 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 3rd November
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Monday, 28 October 2019
Discussion: Milly's Geass, Creeping Perversion, DxD Cocknosis, Succumilf
Updated now! So feel free to discuss ideas
Sunday, 27 October 2019
Monday, 21 October 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 27th October
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Sunday, 20 October 2019
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Sunday, 13 October 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 20th October
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Voting Thread Open Until 13th October
If you guys could do me a solid and not vote for anything with over 40 votes this week it would be super awesome. I really don't want *five* threads hitting fifty this week, four is already a bit silly.
Only half joking, vote for whatever you want, but criminy next week looks super busy already.
Only half joking, vote for whatever you want, but criminy next week looks super busy already.
Monday, 7 October 2019
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Saturday, 5 October 2019
Monday, 30 September 2019
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Wednesday, 18 September 2019
Sunday, 15 September 2019
Sunday, 8 September 2019
Monday, 2 September 2019
Sunday, 1 September 2019
Discussion: It's Fate, Oversynch, Kiss Addiction, SBO Negima
I don't have time to think over what direction to take for these tonight, so I'll just provide the links to the latest episodes for each. Enjoy discussing!
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Sunday, 25 August 2019
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Sunday, 11 August 2019
Story: Dont Press 1/2
You have to be careful when you're on a dungeon crawl. There's no way of knowing what might be around the next bend. Case in point, Akane was leaning around a wall and Ranma (as well as Ryoga ) were making very, very sure that they did not peer too closely at her in that skimpy attire.
“Is it getting colder in here?” Ukyo said, trying to think of any other explanation for something happening on her chest. She turned to Ryoga, and noticed that he'd failed his willpower check, earning a quick elbow to the ribs. "I said cold, not hot!"
"I don't see anything hot around here..." Ranma grumbled.
"Uh oh," Akane said. "It's worse than I feared."
And that's a sound you don't want to hear from the person that knows what they're doing. Genuine nervousness. Not a great reassuring trait, especially from someone that was normally pretty bullheaded about danger.
"What is it?" Ranma asked. "Is it a giant? A horde of orcs, maybe?"
"Oh! Maybe it's a beholder!" Ukyo gasped. "I've read about those, they're nasty!"
"It's worse than any monster," Akane said. She straightened out her “armour” and strode around the corner. "It's -"
"A death trap!" Ranma interrupted. "Man, no wonder you're worried. Once a clumsy chick, always a clumsy chick."
"It's not a death trap and it's not a monster! It's -"
"A rival party spoiling for a fight!" Ryoga interrupted, and Akane was starting to get really tired of this running gag."That's how these things go, right? We're not the only ones to show up."
"It's not any of those," Akane said with grim determination. "It's worse. Much, much worse."
Ranma pushed past her with head held high. "Whatever it is, I'm not scared. Let me show you how a real hero deals with woaaaaaaaaah!"
"It's an ice puzzle," Akane said while watching Ranma slide on his butt along a pure white surface. "The most tedious, predictable and trite kind of puzzle imaginable. Truly, his evil knows every cliche."
"Oh god it's worse than I -" Ukyo began, then stopped when Ranma finally collided with the wall on the other side. "Worse than I thought."
Ice puzzles. The bane of any RPG veteran. They are almost as omnipresent as block pushing puzzles, and heaven help you if they're used at the same time. The premise is simple. The floor (or parts of it) are extremely slippery, to the point that on stepping on them the player will slide along until they reach an obstacle or a patch of non-slippery floor. The player cannot move in any other direction while on this 'ice', and must wait until they can stop before moving again. The puzzle, then, is figuring out what direction to move will lead you to the exit.
These puzzles are, to say the least, not very interesting or imaginative. Especially not after the billionth time you've seen them. There's not much you can really do here that's not been done by many, many other people before you.
"Ranma, stay where you are!" Akane called out. "We need to figure out a way through this room!"
"I'll take a look around myself!" Ranma said. Here we go. One of Ranma's unspoken weak points. Ice. As in, can't stand on it. While it was amusing to watch Ranma fall on his butt over and over again, Akane really and truly did not have the time or patience to deal with this right now. "Woah!"
"Look, just sit down and let me look things over!" Akane said. "Honestly Ukyo, these things are annoying enough as they are without him blundering on in to -"
"Oopsie doodle!"
Imagine a cold finger pressing right into the middle of your back. All of a sudden. Without warning. Just, a stick of coldness pressing right into your back. No matter how experienced an adventurer you might be, such a thing would always provoke the same reaction. A startled jump, a frightened leap, and Akane Tendo suddenly sliding across the room with her arms flailing out and shouting at the top of her lungs:
"This is why I haaaaaate theeeesee!"
"Tomboy incoming!" Ranma yelled, scrambling to his feet and then falling right back on his tailbone. On the plus side he did get a faceful of Akane's crotch for his trouble. And a couple times more as Akane had trouble standing up, almost as if someone else was trying to use her to get to his feet and was more clumsy on ice than she was in any circumstance.
Meanwhile off the ice Ukyo was having her own trouble, in no small part due to Ryoga quickly stepping into the corner of the room and staying very, very quiet out of a justified mortal terror.
"Madame, it is a pleasure to meet you," Mikado Sanzenin crooned. No, he wasn't the reason Ryoga was afraid, don't be silly. "Allow me to steal those lips, a special prize for one so beauti-"
Wham! The only thing his lips stole was the taste of her steel spatula. Speaking of spatulas getting stolen, here comes Azusa Shiratori with a cute name and a freezing cold pair of hands.
"Marcelle! Oh, Marcelle, please come with Azusa!"
"Hey, let go of my battle spatula, you maniac!" Ukyo yelled. And so begins the perpetual tug of war that is Azusa's ditzy kleptomania.
"Y-You two!" Akane yelled, having finally managed to disentangle herself from Ranma. Now, admittedly, this did involve him being pressed up against the wall behind her, while Akane used her own body weight to keep him pinned in place. Do note that due to her, ahem, armour she was shivering quite a bit and Ranma had already gone cross-eyed. Having a cute busty mostly not clothed girl pressing her butt into your crotch and shivering from the cold would do that to a guy. "You two... You've been recruited as minibosses?"
"That's correct, Akane Tendo and Ranma Saotome!" Mikado said, tossing out a rose as he twirled in place, sweeping Azusa out of the tug of war over Marcelle the Battle Spatula. "It is us, yet again! For our destined rematch! You see, it is as you have said. We have been recruited to serve as minibosses! Tremble in fear at our newfound might, the might of the Go-"
"Who are you again?" Akane asked. "Ranma, I think these two have met us before."
Both Mikado and Azusa, quite understandably, fell down at that remark.
"We're the Golden Pair!" Mikado yelled. Blank stares met them. "You know, the renowned Martial Arts Ice Skating duo?"
"Oh!" Ukyo said, pounding her fist into her hand. "You're that chick with the pom poms that likes to randomly spell stuff out, right?"
"That's Mariko Konjo!" Azusa huffed. "That bimbo is, like, totally nothing at all like me! I'm way cuter!"
"Then you must be that guy with the long tongue!" Akane said. Ranma, as his contribution to the conversation, gurgled and tried very hard (poor choice of words) to avoid thinking about the increased volume of Akane's butt and how nice it felt and how nice she smelled... "Well, you won't be getting Ranma's daughter in that wager, buster! I'll see to it myself if I have to!"
"That's Picolet Chardin! How dare you confuse me with that fop! I'm Mikado Sanzenin, the handsome and dashing playboy who steals the lips of pretty girls!"
"And I'm Azusa Shiratori, the loveable and adorable girl who - Oh gosh! Brianna! Why do you have Brianna?!"
"You see this nonsense?" Mikado said, pointing at Azusa trying to steal the ribbon in Ukyo's hair. "Doesn't this seem at all familiar? Remember? Her trying to steal a little black pig?"
Blank stares were his answer.
"Oh, I remember now!" Akane gasped. "Sa-Saffron! Keima! You've come back for another round!" She held up her staff, “I beat up a real evil god I can take you!”
"If I was Saffron this entire fucking building would have been burned to the fucking ground by now! How could you possibly forget us after the intense combat we had?!"
"Uhhhh...." Ranma grunted, finally finding the resolve within himself to ignore the butt up against him. "Oh hey, it's Ryu Kumon and Asuka Saginomiya, what are they doing together?"
Mysteriously, Mikado had found a box of matches and a can of oil. He started doing something that nobody should really do if they have any semblance of sanity about them. Namely, building a matchbox house while pouring the oil on the ice.
"How... How is it possible that you've forgotten us?" Mikado asked. "How have you forgotten our devastating battle at the ice rink?"
Ranma coughed into his hand and started twiddling his thumbs. "Well, I mean... I kind of fight esoteric martial arts styles every other week."
“And it’s been years for me," Akane added. "You can’t expect me to remember somebody who showed up once, got their asses kicked, and I never saw you again.”
"I'm just trolling," Ukyo said. Do note that she was now without a ribbon in her hair, as it was an easily replaceable item and in that situation it's easier to deal with Azuza by simply giving that to her than fighting for it. "That televised fight was actually how I found out where Ranma was hiding. Huge help in tracking him down. So, thanks I guess?"
“Is it getting colder in here?” Ukyo said, trying to think of any other explanation for something happening on her chest. She turned to Ryoga, and noticed that he'd failed his willpower check, earning a quick elbow to the ribs. "I said cold, not hot!"
"I don't see anything hot around here..." Ranma grumbled.
"Uh oh," Akane said. "It's worse than I feared."
And that's a sound you don't want to hear from the person that knows what they're doing. Genuine nervousness. Not a great reassuring trait, especially from someone that was normally pretty bullheaded about danger.
"What is it?" Ranma asked. "Is it a giant? A horde of orcs, maybe?"
"Oh! Maybe it's a beholder!" Ukyo gasped. "I've read about those, they're nasty!"
"It's worse than any monster," Akane said. She straightened out her “armour” and strode around the corner. "It's -"
"A death trap!" Ranma interrupted. "Man, no wonder you're worried. Once a clumsy chick, always a clumsy chick."
"It's not a death trap and it's not a monster! It's -"
"A rival party spoiling for a fight!" Ryoga interrupted, and Akane was starting to get really tired of this running gag."That's how these things go, right? We're not the only ones to show up."
"It's not any of those," Akane said with grim determination. "It's worse. Much, much worse."
Ranma pushed past her with head held high. "Whatever it is, I'm not scared. Let me show you how a real hero deals with woaaaaaaaaah!"
"It's an ice puzzle," Akane said while watching Ranma slide on his butt along a pure white surface. "The most tedious, predictable and trite kind of puzzle imaginable. Truly, his evil knows every cliche."
"Oh god it's worse than I -" Ukyo began, then stopped when Ranma finally collided with the wall on the other side. "Worse than I thought."
Ice puzzles. The bane of any RPG veteran. They are almost as omnipresent as block pushing puzzles, and heaven help you if they're used at the same time. The premise is simple. The floor (or parts of it) are extremely slippery, to the point that on stepping on them the player will slide along until they reach an obstacle or a patch of non-slippery floor. The player cannot move in any other direction while on this 'ice', and must wait until they can stop before moving again. The puzzle, then, is figuring out what direction to move will lead you to the exit.
These puzzles are, to say the least, not very interesting or imaginative. Especially not after the billionth time you've seen them. There's not much you can really do here that's not been done by many, many other people before you.
"Ranma, stay where you are!" Akane called out. "We need to figure out a way through this room!"
"I'll take a look around myself!" Ranma said. Here we go. One of Ranma's unspoken weak points. Ice. As in, can't stand on it. While it was amusing to watch Ranma fall on his butt over and over again, Akane really and truly did not have the time or patience to deal with this right now. "Woah!"
"Look, just sit down and let me look things over!" Akane said. "Honestly Ukyo, these things are annoying enough as they are without him blundering on in to -"
"Oopsie doodle!"
Imagine a cold finger pressing right into the middle of your back. All of a sudden. Without warning. Just, a stick of coldness pressing right into your back. No matter how experienced an adventurer you might be, such a thing would always provoke the same reaction. A startled jump, a frightened leap, and Akane Tendo suddenly sliding across the room with her arms flailing out and shouting at the top of her lungs:
"This is why I haaaaaate theeeesee!"
"Tomboy incoming!" Ranma yelled, scrambling to his feet and then falling right back on his tailbone. On the plus side he did get a faceful of Akane's crotch for his trouble. And a couple times more as Akane had trouble standing up, almost as if someone else was trying to use her to get to his feet and was more clumsy on ice than she was in any circumstance.
Meanwhile off the ice Ukyo was having her own trouble, in no small part due to Ryoga quickly stepping into the corner of the room and staying very, very quiet out of a justified mortal terror.
"Madame, it is a pleasure to meet you," Mikado Sanzenin crooned. No, he wasn't the reason Ryoga was afraid, don't be silly. "Allow me to steal those lips, a special prize for one so beauti-"
Wham! The only thing his lips stole was the taste of her steel spatula. Speaking of spatulas getting stolen, here comes Azusa Shiratori with a cute name and a freezing cold pair of hands.
"Marcelle! Oh, Marcelle, please come with Azusa!"
"Hey, let go of my battle spatula, you maniac!" Ukyo yelled. And so begins the perpetual tug of war that is Azusa's ditzy kleptomania.
"Y-You two!" Akane yelled, having finally managed to disentangle herself from Ranma. Now, admittedly, this did involve him being pressed up against the wall behind her, while Akane used her own body weight to keep him pinned in place. Do note that due to her, ahem, armour she was shivering quite a bit and Ranma had already gone cross-eyed. Having a cute busty mostly not clothed girl pressing her butt into your crotch and shivering from the cold would do that to a guy. "You two... You've been recruited as minibosses?"
"That's correct, Akane Tendo and Ranma Saotome!" Mikado said, tossing out a rose as he twirled in place, sweeping Azusa out of the tug of war over Marcelle the Battle Spatula. "It is us, yet again! For our destined rematch! You see, it is as you have said. We have been recruited to serve as minibosses! Tremble in fear at our newfound might, the might of the Go-"
"Who are you again?" Akane asked. "Ranma, I think these two have met us before."
Both Mikado and Azusa, quite understandably, fell down at that remark.
"We're the Golden Pair!" Mikado yelled. Blank stares met them. "You know, the renowned Martial Arts Ice Skating duo?"
"Oh!" Ukyo said, pounding her fist into her hand. "You're that chick with the pom poms that likes to randomly spell stuff out, right?"
"That's Mariko Konjo!" Azusa huffed. "That bimbo is, like, totally nothing at all like me! I'm way cuter!"
"Then you must be that guy with the long tongue!" Akane said. Ranma, as his contribution to the conversation, gurgled and tried very hard (poor choice of words) to avoid thinking about the increased volume of Akane's butt and how nice it felt and how nice she smelled... "Well, you won't be getting Ranma's daughter in that wager, buster! I'll see to it myself if I have to!"
"That's Picolet Chardin! How dare you confuse me with that fop! I'm Mikado Sanzenin, the handsome and dashing playboy who steals the lips of pretty girls!"
"And I'm Azusa Shiratori, the loveable and adorable girl who - Oh gosh! Brianna! Why do you have Brianna?!"
"You see this nonsense?" Mikado said, pointing at Azusa trying to steal the ribbon in Ukyo's hair. "Doesn't this seem at all familiar? Remember? Her trying to steal a little black pig?"
Blank stares were his answer.
"Oh, I remember now!" Akane gasped. "Sa-Saffron! Keima! You've come back for another round!" She held up her staff, “I beat up a real evil god I can take you!”
"If I was Saffron this entire fucking building would have been burned to the fucking ground by now! How could you possibly forget us after the intense combat we had?!"
"Uhhhh...." Ranma grunted, finally finding the resolve within himself to ignore the butt up against him. "Oh hey, it's Ryu Kumon and Asuka Saginomiya, what are they doing together?"
Mysteriously, Mikado had found a box of matches and a can of oil. He started doing something that nobody should really do if they have any semblance of sanity about them. Namely, building a matchbox house while pouring the oil on the ice.
"How... How is it possible that you've forgotten us?" Mikado asked. "How have you forgotten our devastating battle at the ice rink?"
Ranma coughed into his hand and started twiddling his thumbs. "Well, I mean... I kind of fight esoteric martial arts styles every other week."
“And it’s been years for me," Akane added. "You can’t expect me to remember somebody who showed up once, got their asses kicked, and I never saw you again.”
"I'm just trolling," Ukyo said. Do note that she was now without a ribbon in her hair, as it was an easily replaceable item and in that situation it's easier to deal with Azuza by simply giving that to her than fighting for it. "That televised fight was actually how I found out where Ranma was hiding. Huge help in tracking him down. So, thanks I guess?"
- Cue an epic battle over an annoying ice puzzle.
- Actually, the battle will come after solving it. They're just here to taunt the party.
- All of a sudden Ryoga Hibiki is noticed by Azusa
- Something else
Sunday, 4 August 2019
Story: Tsundere Thighs
Under normal conditions this would be the point where Akane would heavily consider the tremendous amount of violence that she would lay upon the person involved in putting this curse upon her. Oh, make no mistake. It would be a <i>collosal</i> amount of violence. Not lethal. No, no. However angry she got she wouldn't ever take it that far. But it's amazing what a person can live through, and she knew quite a lot of submission holds.
But right now Akane was wearing the Reversal Jewel in its Love Enhancing position. Nicely pinned to her hair to make sure that even getting naked and nasty with someone it would stay on. So that kind of anger described before simply couldn't manifest within her right now. It was outright impossible. Now, she was certainly embarrassed by the sudden transformation making her clothes fall off, but angry? No, no, no. When you're full to the brim with love, something like anger simply isn't possible. It's like trying to put out a raging inferno with a drop of water, it simply isn't going to work.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Akane called, already fully dressed again. It was her sister Nabiki! Oh, how nice of her to come on in. She walked right on over and hugged her, a great big friendly loving embrace.
"... You're full of energy this morning," Nabiki said. "If I knew you'd get this affectionate after embracing your repressed lesbian tendencies, I'd have set you and Shampoo up months ago."
Akane giggled. “Oh Nabiki, that’s silly. It’s bisexual tendencies!”
"You're definitely under some kind of spell," Nabiki flatly said. Aw, how cute, she was worried. "I don't like it, I can't needle you like this. You probably wouldn't even react in a fun way if I asked how you like your Chinese."
"Oh, I like hot and spicy dishes! You know that, big sis!" Akane said, completely oblivious to the joke Nabiki was making at her expense because, of course, she loved her big sister so, so much.
"Tsch! I bet it was hot and spicy..." Nabiki grumbled. "You should've invited me in too, you know. The things I'd have done to your thicc form... Kind of wondering what sort of weird stuff Shampoo came up with for that matter, that girl always struck me as a total freak."
"Shampoo?" Akane tilted her head. "Goodness me, where has that kitty gone? Oh, I'm sure Kasumi will make something for her to eat.”
Yeah, so Nabiki was well past the point of enjoying any of this. She'd been hoping to push Akane into saying or doing something tsun to her so they could have some fun in the 'tsun', so to speak. But somehow Akane had become a bodhisattva. Unphased by everything. Full of love for everything in her line of sight. It was sweet. It was flowery. It was so completely out of character that it was making Nabiki nauseous.
"Say, what's that thing in your hair?" Nabiki asked. "Let me see that a second..."
She reached out and plucked the jewel from Akane's hair. It was a bit of a long shot, but Nabiki was certainly canny (and annoyed) enough to seek out the potential cause of Akane's behaviour so she could properly crush it underfoot. Sure enough, the instant it was unpinned Akane's eyes flickered to life, and the younger sister grabbed Nabiki hard by the shoulders and then shook her about like a ragdoll.
“I had sex with Shampoo.” Akane said in a voice gradually rising in pitch. “No wait, I <b>fucked</b> Shampoo. I made her eat me out! I dominated her in the sack and made her my bitch!”
Then she sunk to her knees, rolled over to the corner of her room and rocked gently back and forth muttering to herself.
"It was the tsun that did it, yes, the tsun. It was her fault, not mine. Yes, definitely not doing that again and definitely not with Ranma - wait, I shouldn't blame him or I'll transform again... This is so frustrating, I have to watch what I say, every single word..."
In the meantime Nabiki's centre of balance had recovered. Mostly. She was still a bit wobbly after that sudden treatment, but she was more than capable of walking a few steps until she was behind her little sister. Then her hand reached out, tousled her hair, and she lowered her body down onto the floor and hugged her little sister from behind.
"Wuv you sis!" Nabiki said, kissing Akane on the cheek. "Please go tsun for me, you're soooo cute like that!"
Right. Well. There was only one logical response to this turn of events.
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This was bad. This was bad. This was very, very bad. He'd had sex with Kasumi. He'd banged her. He'd taken her. He'd done unspeakable things to her. Well, strictly speaking it wasn't <i>him</i> per se, but rather some oversexed transformation of himself - but right now semantics didn't seem like the sort of thing to dwell on.
"Akane's gonna kill me," he griped. “She’ll get Mom’s sword and cut my head off. Oh god Mr. Tendo’s going to make me marry Kasumi and <b>then</b> Akane’ll chop my head off.”
He kept on conjuring up scenarios like that as he got dressed. Punishments he'd have to endure for this mortal sin, this betrayal of trust, this moral misconduct. He had <b>defiled</b> something pure!
No sooner had he finished dressing - which actually took a while since he was so distracted by the hell that awaited him - than Akane threw open the door to his room, an intense look on her face that he'd rarely ever seen before now. She then rushed right into the room, directly towards him with her head low and tears in her eyes.
"I didn't mean it!" he protested, bringing up his hands to wave them around as if it would somehow ward off the guilt. "I swear, I wasn't in my right mind! It was the spell! It was the -"
Then she reached him and dove into his arms. "Ranma! Help! Nabiki's gone insane!"
Uh, that's really not what he was expecting right about now. Nor was he expecting - of all people - Nabiki to slink into the room all seductive like.
"Hi, you two!" Nabiki said, coyly waving at them both. "I wuv you both."
Ranma had never been more terrified in his life except for all the times involving cats. “She’s been possessed by Satan!” He shouted.
"Oooh, not quite!" Nabiki tittered. Tittered! Affectionately! Showing favourable emotion!. "Insult me more. Go thicc for me. Show me your tsun side."
"Ranma, I'm scared!"
"It's okay, Akane! I won't let her get you!"
All of a sudden the fact that the two of them had railed Kasumi/Shampoo last night was kind of put to the backburner for a little bit. Which makes this seem like a really good time to check in on those two right now.
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There is no afterglow quite like 'I got railed by a thicc god among men/women' afterglow. Kasumi was practically floating in the kitchen, while Shampoo sipped some tea like it was ambrosia.
"It funny," Shampoo said. "Shampoo not realise how much in desperate need of that."
"Oh yes, I quite understand where you're coming from," Kasumi mused. "I suppose the transformation helped me realise what I was holding myself back from."
“True form. It clearly Akane’s true goddess form. Perfect and beautiful.” Shampoo said with a happy sigh.
Kasumi had a happy thought of Ranma and Akane being like that permanently. She squeezed her thighs together.
"We need to find out more about this spell they're both under," Kasumi said. Shampoo nodded so hard that if she wasn't careful her head might fall off. "There must be a reliable way to make sure they're in the right form when we want them that way."
“When would we <b>not</b> want Airen and Goddess that way?”
“When we need to focus on something other than them.” Kasumi said. "Recall the fate of Narcissus"
"Didn't he stare at reflection in pond?"
"Yes, but the point still stands," Kasumi said. "We do occasionally need to do things other than stare in wonder at their glorious, divine, thicc bodies."
Cue a tumbling sound coming down the stairs. Both Shampoo and Kasumi turned to look, and saw Akane and Ranma in a tumbled heap with Nabiki clinging onto them for dear life, nuzzling her cheeks into both of their thighs at once.
"Hey, clumsy! Watch where you're going!" Ranma yelled.
"Me, clumsy? You're the one that wasn't watching where he was going!"
Cue the transformation as the tsun-tsun took hold. Under their fresh change of clothes, their legs grew more sturdy, Ranma's muscles packed up to the point his shirt was stretched to the limits, while Akane's breasts swelled up like the sun rising from the darkest night. Akane’s thighs immediately stretched her skirt to the limit, and turned what was once a modest knee length piece of clothing to a mini-skirt that barely covered her panties. Ranma’s arms became like steel rods, only they were fully capable of showing a woman all the tender love she needed, as Kasumi had learned last night. Both of their asses became firm and shapely in the way a perfect sculpture is formed. Overall, Shampoo and Kasumi watched the changes like a starving man watching a spit roast getting cooked over an open flame.
"You know, maybe Narcissus have right general idea," Shampoo said. "Look at pretty thing too too much fun."
But right now Akane was wearing the Reversal Jewel in its Love Enhancing position. Nicely pinned to her hair to make sure that even getting naked and nasty with someone it would stay on. So that kind of anger described before simply couldn't manifest within her right now. It was outright impossible. Now, she was certainly embarrassed by the sudden transformation making her clothes fall off, but angry? No, no, no. When you're full to the brim with love, something like anger simply isn't possible. It's like trying to put out a raging inferno with a drop of water, it simply isn't going to work.
There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Akane called, already fully dressed again. It was her sister Nabiki! Oh, how nice of her to come on in. She walked right on over and hugged her, a great big friendly loving embrace.
"... You're full of energy this morning," Nabiki said. "If I knew you'd get this affectionate after embracing your repressed lesbian tendencies, I'd have set you and Shampoo up months ago."
Akane giggled. “Oh Nabiki, that’s silly. It’s bisexual tendencies!”
"You're definitely under some kind of spell," Nabiki flatly said. Aw, how cute, she was worried. "I don't like it, I can't needle you like this. You probably wouldn't even react in a fun way if I asked how you like your Chinese."
"Oh, I like hot and spicy dishes! You know that, big sis!" Akane said, completely oblivious to the joke Nabiki was making at her expense because, of course, she loved her big sister so, so much.
"Tsch! I bet it was hot and spicy..." Nabiki grumbled. "You should've invited me in too, you know. The things I'd have done to your thicc form... Kind of wondering what sort of weird stuff Shampoo came up with for that matter, that girl always struck me as a total freak."
"Shampoo?" Akane tilted her head. "Goodness me, where has that kitty gone? Oh, I'm sure Kasumi will make something for her to eat.”
Yeah, so Nabiki was well past the point of enjoying any of this. She'd been hoping to push Akane into saying or doing something tsun to her so they could have some fun in the 'tsun', so to speak. But somehow Akane had become a bodhisattva. Unphased by everything. Full of love for everything in her line of sight. It was sweet. It was flowery. It was so completely out of character that it was making Nabiki nauseous.
"Say, what's that thing in your hair?" Nabiki asked. "Let me see that a second..."
She reached out and plucked the jewel from Akane's hair. It was a bit of a long shot, but Nabiki was certainly canny (and annoyed) enough to seek out the potential cause of Akane's behaviour so she could properly crush it underfoot. Sure enough, the instant it was unpinned Akane's eyes flickered to life, and the younger sister grabbed Nabiki hard by the shoulders and then shook her about like a ragdoll.
“I had sex with Shampoo.” Akane said in a voice gradually rising in pitch. “No wait, I <b>fucked</b> Shampoo. I made her eat me out! I dominated her in the sack and made her my bitch!”
Then she sunk to her knees, rolled over to the corner of her room and rocked gently back and forth muttering to herself.
"It was the tsun that did it, yes, the tsun. It was her fault, not mine. Yes, definitely not doing that again and definitely not with Ranma - wait, I shouldn't blame him or I'll transform again... This is so frustrating, I have to watch what I say, every single word..."
In the meantime Nabiki's centre of balance had recovered. Mostly. She was still a bit wobbly after that sudden treatment, but she was more than capable of walking a few steps until she was behind her little sister. Then her hand reached out, tousled her hair, and she lowered her body down onto the floor and hugged her little sister from behind.
"Wuv you sis!" Nabiki said, kissing Akane on the cheek. "Please go tsun for me, you're soooo cute like that!"
Right. Well. There was only one logical response to this turn of events.
<hr>
This was bad. This was bad. This was very, very bad. He'd had sex with Kasumi. He'd banged her. He'd taken her. He'd done unspeakable things to her. Well, strictly speaking it wasn't <i>him</i> per se, but rather some oversexed transformation of himself - but right now semantics didn't seem like the sort of thing to dwell on.
"Akane's gonna kill me," he griped. “She’ll get Mom’s sword and cut my head off. Oh god Mr. Tendo’s going to make me marry Kasumi and <b>then</b> Akane’ll chop my head off.”
He kept on conjuring up scenarios like that as he got dressed. Punishments he'd have to endure for this mortal sin, this betrayal of trust, this moral misconduct. He had <b>defiled</b> something pure!
No sooner had he finished dressing - which actually took a while since he was so distracted by the hell that awaited him - than Akane threw open the door to his room, an intense look on her face that he'd rarely ever seen before now. She then rushed right into the room, directly towards him with her head low and tears in her eyes.
"I didn't mean it!" he protested, bringing up his hands to wave them around as if it would somehow ward off the guilt. "I swear, I wasn't in my right mind! It was the spell! It was the -"
Then she reached him and dove into his arms. "Ranma! Help! Nabiki's gone insane!"
Uh, that's really not what he was expecting right about now. Nor was he expecting - of all people - Nabiki to slink into the room all seductive like.
"Hi, you two!" Nabiki said, coyly waving at them both. "I wuv you both."
Ranma had never been more terrified in his life except for all the times involving cats. “She’s been possessed by Satan!” He shouted.
"Oooh, not quite!" Nabiki tittered. Tittered! Affectionately! Showing favourable emotion!. "Insult me more. Go thicc for me. Show me your tsun side."
"Ranma, I'm scared!"
"It's okay, Akane! I won't let her get you!"
All of a sudden the fact that the two of them had railed Kasumi/Shampoo last night was kind of put to the backburner for a little bit. Which makes this seem like a really good time to check in on those two right now.
<hr>
There is no afterglow quite like 'I got railed by a thicc god among men/women' afterglow. Kasumi was practically floating in the kitchen, while Shampoo sipped some tea like it was ambrosia.
"It funny," Shampoo said. "Shampoo not realise how much in desperate need of that."
"Oh yes, I quite understand where you're coming from," Kasumi mused. "I suppose the transformation helped me realise what I was holding myself back from."
“True form. It clearly Akane’s true goddess form. Perfect and beautiful.” Shampoo said with a happy sigh.
Kasumi had a happy thought of Ranma and Akane being like that permanently. She squeezed her thighs together.
"We need to find out more about this spell they're both under," Kasumi said. Shampoo nodded so hard that if she wasn't careful her head might fall off. "There must be a reliable way to make sure they're in the right form when we want them that way."
“When would we <b>not</b> want Airen and Goddess that way?”
“When we need to focus on something other than them.” Kasumi said. "Recall the fate of Narcissus"
"Didn't he stare at reflection in pond?"
"Yes, but the point still stands," Kasumi said. "We do occasionally need to do things other than stare in wonder at their glorious, divine, thicc bodies."
Cue a tumbling sound coming down the stairs. Both Shampoo and Kasumi turned to look, and saw Akane and Ranma in a tumbled heap with Nabiki clinging onto them for dear life, nuzzling her cheeks into both of their thighs at once.
"Hey, clumsy! Watch where you're going!" Ranma yelled.
"Me, clumsy? You're the one that wasn't watching where he was going!"
Cue the transformation as the tsun-tsun took hold. Under their fresh change of clothes, their legs grew more sturdy, Ranma's muscles packed up to the point his shirt was stretched to the limits, while Akane's breasts swelled up like the sun rising from the darkest night. Akane’s thighs immediately stretched her skirt to the limit, and turned what was once a modest knee length piece of clothing to a mini-skirt that barely covered her panties. Ranma’s arms became like steel rods, only they were fully capable of showing a woman all the tender love she needed, as Kasumi had learned last night. Both of their asses became firm and shapely in the way a perfect sculpture is formed. Overall, Shampoo and Kasumi watched the changes like a starving man watching a spit roast getting cooked over an open flame.
"You know, maybe Narcissus have right general idea," Shampoo said. "Look at pretty thing too too much fun."
- Cue sexy fun times.
- Ranma and Akane start arguing when they learn what the other did last night.
- Wait, are Kasumi and Shampoo still thicc or do they change with our protagonists now? Find out here! (or not)
- Something Else
Story: Asuka the Lab Rat
I think this one needs a bit more work still, but I didn't have time to refine it. I'll take suggestions in the comments, and work it over when time permits.
Monday, 29 July 2019
Sunday, 28 July 2019
Story: FGI Akane
Well, would you look at that? For once Shampoo was exactly the person she wanted to see. She was honestly having trouble thinking of anyone else that could fill her quota. Except Cologne. Which - nope! Not happening, not if she could help it!
But that did bring on a pang of guilt to go alongside the nausea. Was she really going to do this to Shampoo? It would be so easy, to use the badge to “punish” Shampoo, like she had done with Kodachi, but that kind of abuse of power was a really unhealthy mindset to get into.
Also, it lead to Kodachi dating a woman old enough to be Akane and Ranma’s mother, which was kind of weird.
Anyway, the point was that she should think this through carefully and not indulge in any petty or vindictive -
"Nihao Airen!" Shampoo leaped through the air and pressed her bikini clad body right into Ranma's back. Then she quite deliberately pressed those ridiculous boobs right into Ranma's back. "Is happy to see Shampoo, yes? Better company than clumsy fat kitchen wrecker."
Forget what she was saying before because Akane was feeling a mite petty all of a sudden. She whipped out her badge and put it right in Shampoo's dumb smirking face. “Hello Shampoo. I understand you have residency in Japan right now? Well I’m here to perform some inspections.”
"Oh? That annoying," Shampoo grumbled. "Can Shampoo bring airen?"
"No. This is a private inspection," Akane said, grabbing hold of Shampoo's arm and dragged her away. Luckily she didn't resist as Akane wasn't too sure she actually could pull her off him. She was like a limpet on a wall. A limpet with boobs.
...
Great, now she had that in her brain. As if she wasn't feeling queasy enough today. “So have you ever been inspected before?” She said, trying to make small talk to distract her from that image.
“No. Not even hear of until today. How clumsy unreliable girl get important government job?”
"Are you thinking of applying?" Akane quipped, then immediately regretted it. If she wasn't careful she'd have to train Shampoo in this 'job' as well. Then again, maybe she would be able to pass it on to her...? No, bad idea! Shampoo would take full advantage of it! Alright. They were in a dressing room, just the two of them. Let's get this over with, and maybe try to figure out a way to get this pest out of her hair permanently.
The question was... what would that be? Giving her a penis didn't feel like it would put her off that much. Hell, it might even encourage her. So what would it take? What could Akane do to get her to leave Ranma alone?
"Let's see, at first glance this seems like a perfectly healthy vagina," Akane began, rolling on automatic while her mind tried to conjure what to do here. "You must take good care of it."
"Of course. Good warrior always take care of body."
Yeah, from what Akane could tell Shampoo took really good care of herself. It was weird, but she kind of got the feeling that this girl masturbated regularly. She was probably frustrated that Ranma wasn't returning her advances and letting it out through self abuse. Either that, or Akane's impression of her as kind of a slut was a bit more accurate than she'd imagined.
Totally unlike Akane, who was regularly using inspections to at least felliate and at most have sex with two people. She had no choice in the matter! She certainly wasn't starting to maybe kind of enjoy it a little now that she was getting used to the squick factor, honest!
Next came the actual inspection. A completely mundane fact of life, licking a girl’s pussy till she came. Just being on Shampoo didn’t make it any different. (She was too feminine for Akane’s tastes anyways). Eh. It tasted like pussy. What did she expect?
"Yep, probably the healthiest I've ever seen," Akane said. "Although, do try to play with yourself a bit less than, what, five times a day? That could cause issues within the next few years."
"Shampoo no promise anything," Shampoo shrugged. "You see how cute and handsome airen is, how can girl not want piece of that?"
How indeed? Well, it was time to put up or shut up. There was only one thing that she could really do here in her write-up.
“Oh... oh dear. I’m afraid I have some bad news for you Shampoo.” Akane said.
SHampoo looked down at Akane, “What Inspector Girl talking about?”
"Based on my analysis, you and Ranma are one hundred percent incompatible. Neither of you would ever climax should you have a sexual encounter with one another."
She'd already written as much on the ticket. What she hadn't expected was for Shampoo to reach down and physically pick her up.
"Inspector girl lie!" Shampoo said, quite insistently. Her battle aura was flaring up something fierce, and if Akane wasn't a martial artist this would've easily had her shaking in absolute bone shaking terror. "Shampoo and airen is too too good for each other!"
"I suggest you put me down Shampoo," Akane said warningly. "Attacking an inspector in the course of their duty will result in harsh punishment."
Oh, but Akane almost felt <i>good</i> about seeing the girl roll her eyes like that. Almost, because she wasn't entirely sure about what was going to happen next.
“Shampoo see game. Inspector Girl abuse position to try and get Airen to herself. Think Joketsuzoku no know how to deal with corrupt officials from Beijing?”
Oh, she saw right through her. “This isn’t the middle of nowhere with easily bribed officials Shampoo. You think I could get away with abusing my authority? My bosses are the biggest bastards you’ve ever met! They don't tolerate abuse of power... but they dislike abuse of their staff even more.”
(Of course there was a bit of irony in Akane’s statement, as the creators of the particular magical item Akane had been granted was, in fact, intended to be “abused.” But Akane’s personality made her a poor fit for abusing it.)
"Let them do their worst," Shampoo said, squeezing Akane's arm. This time, Akane didn't resist because there really was no point. "Shampoo not afraid. They show up, she beat them up and then she... Oooh... Th-Then she..."
Something weird happened right then. Shampoo let Akane go and sunk to her knees, eyes glazed over and - holy moly, the girl was dripping like a waterfall! Akane backed off a bit, and looked at the ticket she'd written up for Shampoo.
Its contents had changed. There were a few extra lines in there that hadn't been there before.
<i>"With immediate effect: Shan Pu of the Jokezusoku will be afflicted with Akane Tendo- proximity- triggered genital sensitivity. As long as aggression against Akane Tendo is continued, Shan Pu of the Joketsuzoku’s genitals shall become exponentially more sensitive until hostilities cease.” </i>
Exponentially? Hold on a minute, wasn't that the thing with the guy who scored a contract where he would put coins on a chessboard starting with one square and doubling every new one and by the time the second row was finished the nation was bankrupt?! <i>That</I> exponential?
"Ohhhh yesssss!" Shampoo moaned, and collapsed in a puddle of her own juices. "Feel goooood!" One hand plunged under her swimsuit. Squelching noises soon followed. "Punish Shampoo mooooore! Give Shampoo airen!"
"I think we're done here see you later bye!"
Akane never imagined she'd run away from a 'vanquished' enemy so quickly and fearfully. So, what. Whenever she got near Shampoo from now on she was going to transform into a gushing nymphomaniac that got even more and more hot and heavy with each passing second?
Yeah, that did it, she finally threw up. Luckily there was a garbage can right by her, or she'd have made a simply awful mess.
"Whoever's responsible for this, I swear. I will find a way to stop you," Akane resolved.
"Ain't no stopping me when I'm having fun at the beach!" a certain voice called out, and all of a sudden Akane was topless. By the time she'd looked around and covered herself up with her hands, Happosai was bouncing off with her bikini top in hand, skipping gaily and without a care.
"One evil at a time..." Akane whispered to herself.
But that did bring on a pang of guilt to go alongside the nausea. Was she really going to do this to Shampoo? It would be so easy, to use the badge to “punish” Shampoo, like she had done with Kodachi, but that kind of abuse of power was a really unhealthy mindset to get into.
Also, it lead to Kodachi dating a woman old enough to be Akane and Ranma’s mother, which was kind of weird.
Anyway, the point was that she should think this through carefully and not indulge in any petty or vindictive -
"Nihao Airen!" Shampoo leaped through the air and pressed her bikini clad body right into Ranma's back. Then she quite deliberately pressed those ridiculous boobs right into Ranma's back. "Is happy to see Shampoo, yes? Better company than clumsy fat kitchen wrecker."
Forget what she was saying before because Akane was feeling a mite petty all of a sudden. She whipped out her badge and put it right in Shampoo's dumb smirking face. “Hello Shampoo. I understand you have residency in Japan right now? Well I’m here to perform some inspections.”
"Oh? That annoying," Shampoo grumbled. "Can Shampoo bring airen?"
"No. This is a private inspection," Akane said, grabbing hold of Shampoo's arm and dragged her away. Luckily she didn't resist as Akane wasn't too sure she actually could pull her off him. She was like a limpet on a wall. A limpet with boobs.
...
Great, now she had that in her brain. As if she wasn't feeling queasy enough today. “So have you ever been inspected before?” She said, trying to make small talk to distract her from that image.
“No. Not even hear of until today. How clumsy unreliable girl get important government job?”
"Are you thinking of applying?" Akane quipped, then immediately regretted it. If she wasn't careful she'd have to train Shampoo in this 'job' as well. Then again, maybe she would be able to pass it on to her...? No, bad idea! Shampoo would take full advantage of it! Alright. They were in a dressing room, just the two of them. Let's get this over with, and maybe try to figure out a way to get this pest out of her hair permanently.
The question was... what would that be? Giving her a penis didn't feel like it would put her off that much. Hell, it might even encourage her. So what would it take? What could Akane do to get her to leave Ranma alone?
"Let's see, at first glance this seems like a perfectly healthy vagina," Akane began, rolling on automatic while her mind tried to conjure what to do here. "You must take good care of it."
"Of course. Good warrior always take care of body."
Yeah, from what Akane could tell Shampoo took really good care of herself. It was weird, but she kind of got the feeling that this girl masturbated regularly. She was probably frustrated that Ranma wasn't returning her advances and letting it out through self abuse. Either that, or Akane's impression of her as kind of a slut was a bit more accurate than she'd imagined.
Totally unlike Akane, who was regularly using inspections to at least felliate and at most have sex with two people. She had no choice in the matter! She certainly wasn't starting to maybe kind of enjoy it a little now that she was getting used to the squick factor, honest!
Next came the actual inspection. A completely mundane fact of life, licking a girl’s pussy till she came. Just being on Shampoo didn’t make it any different. (She was too feminine for Akane’s tastes anyways). Eh. It tasted like pussy. What did she expect?
"Yep, probably the healthiest I've ever seen," Akane said. "Although, do try to play with yourself a bit less than, what, five times a day? That could cause issues within the next few years."
"Shampoo no promise anything," Shampoo shrugged. "You see how cute and handsome airen is, how can girl not want piece of that?"
How indeed? Well, it was time to put up or shut up. There was only one thing that she could really do here in her write-up.
“Oh... oh dear. I’m afraid I have some bad news for you Shampoo.” Akane said.
SHampoo looked down at Akane, “What Inspector Girl talking about?”
"Based on my analysis, you and Ranma are one hundred percent incompatible. Neither of you would ever climax should you have a sexual encounter with one another."
She'd already written as much on the ticket. What she hadn't expected was for Shampoo to reach down and physically pick her up.
"Inspector girl lie!" Shampoo said, quite insistently. Her battle aura was flaring up something fierce, and if Akane wasn't a martial artist this would've easily had her shaking in absolute bone shaking terror. "Shampoo and airen is too too good for each other!"
"I suggest you put me down Shampoo," Akane said warningly. "Attacking an inspector in the course of their duty will result in harsh punishment."
Oh, but Akane almost felt <i>good</i> about seeing the girl roll her eyes like that. Almost, because she wasn't entirely sure about what was going to happen next.
“Shampoo see game. Inspector Girl abuse position to try and get Airen to herself. Think Joketsuzoku no know how to deal with corrupt officials from Beijing?”
Oh, she saw right through her. “This isn’t the middle of nowhere with easily bribed officials Shampoo. You think I could get away with abusing my authority? My bosses are the biggest bastards you’ve ever met! They don't tolerate abuse of power... but they dislike abuse of their staff even more.”
(Of course there was a bit of irony in Akane’s statement, as the creators of the particular magical item Akane had been granted was, in fact, intended to be “abused.” But Akane’s personality made her a poor fit for abusing it.)
"Let them do their worst," Shampoo said, squeezing Akane's arm. This time, Akane didn't resist because there really was no point. "Shampoo not afraid. They show up, she beat them up and then she... Oooh... Th-Then she..."
Something weird happened right then. Shampoo let Akane go and sunk to her knees, eyes glazed over and - holy moly, the girl was dripping like a waterfall! Akane backed off a bit, and looked at the ticket she'd written up for Shampoo.
Its contents had changed. There were a few extra lines in there that hadn't been there before.
<i>"With immediate effect: Shan Pu of the Jokezusoku will be afflicted with Akane Tendo- proximity- triggered genital sensitivity. As long as aggression against Akane Tendo is continued, Shan Pu of the Joketsuzoku’s genitals shall become exponentially more sensitive until hostilities cease.” </i>
Exponentially? Hold on a minute, wasn't that the thing with the guy who scored a contract where he would put coins on a chessboard starting with one square and doubling every new one and by the time the second row was finished the nation was bankrupt?! <i>That</I> exponential?
"Ohhhh yesssss!" Shampoo moaned, and collapsed in a puddle of her own juices. "Feel goooood!" One hand plunged under her swimsuit. Squelching noises soon followed. "Punish Shampoo mooooore! Give Shampoo airen!"
"I think we're done here see you later bye!"
Akane never imagined she'd run away from a 'vanquished' enemy so quickly and fearfully. So, what. Whenever she got near Shampoo from now on she was going to transform into a gushing nymphomaniac that got even more and more hot and heavy with each passing second?
Yeah, that did it, she finally threw up. Luckily there was a garbage can right by her, or she'd have made a simply awful mess.
"Whoever's responsible for this, I swear. I will find a way to stop you," Akane resolved.
"Ain't no stopping me when I'm having fun at the beach!" a certain voice called out, and all of a sudden Akane was topless. By the time she'd looked around and covered herself up with her hands, Happosai was bouncing off with her bikini top in hand, skipping gaily and without a care.
"One evil at a time..." Akane whispered to herself.
- Akane and Ranma plot to get Happosai together with Cologne, as per canon.
- Cologne discovers Shampoo and figures out what's up with Akane.
- Ukyo is here as well. As if things weren't complicated enough.
- Akane bites the bullet and manages to use the badge on Happosai in some way.
- Something else
Monday, 22 July 2019
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Sunday, 16 June 2019
Discussion: Another 5 Threads
Oh mercy me, and it looks like another 5 threads will qualify for update next week as well. I'll just post the links for now, and a brief suggestion of where I might go.
Sunday, 9 June 2019
Discussion: 5 threads
Wow, it looks like I'll be busy this month. Next week already has two threads at 50 due to the new priority rules.
Story: Rei Swarm
Note: This post includes a rewrite of the previous episode, as well as the new one.
Monday, 3 June 2019
Sunday, 2 June 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 2nd June
I'm back! Please remember that next week, we're doubling up on the winners. Whichever thread gets first and second place for voting and priority will get updates! Though it also looks like a couple will hit 50 as well.
Monday, 27 May 2019
Sunday, 26 May 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 26th May
You read that correctly. As I said last month, I'm going to be doing some unavoidable traveling the week after next so I will not be able to write. To make up for this I'm going to double up on updates for the blog the first week of June.
For Patrons, I'm giving you an extra weekly vote for this round of votes so use it well.
For Patrons, I'm giving you an extra weekly vote for this round of votes so use it well.
Story: Rei Swarm
I'm not quite happy with this one, so please make suggestions for how to improve it. I'll hold off on posting it a little longer than normal.
All work and no pla~ay makes Reitsuko a dull woman. She'd been having to pretend to be her normal professional self for a good hour by this point, and it honestly felt like a year had gone by. She was bored! She wanted to do so many things that she wasn't allowed to do! Like skip and frolic and fuck around! So many games to pla~ay and so little time, but she wasn't allowed!
... In much the same way that the other Reis weren't allowed to swarm the base, but were doing so anyway.
<i>Interrogating</i> Aoba about what had happened for him to be running through the hallway without a dummy plug fused into him was fun. Waiting until the Commander left the room to deal with other matters. Sitting in Aoba's lap. Telling him that she wasn't sitting on his lap. Informing him that his senses were deceiving him. Then fucking with his brain while pretending that she was studying him for injuries when the Commander returned. All that fun stuff!
But it was still far too little to satisfy her after all the boredom she had to endure while playing the serious scientist! But now, now she wasn’t going to stop anymore. With a horde of horny Rei running through the Geofront, it was just a question of time until Gendo got his act together. So she needed to reach the Magi, get control of it and lock up the place so her friends could get control over everything without risking outsiders interfering.
And then, then they would be able to have as much fu~un as they wanted, whenever they wanted! Yay!
"Doctor Akagi, do you have any explanation for why the Dummy Plugs are going on a rampage throughout the Geofront?"
"Not immediately," Reitsuko said, barely holding in the urge to skip and frolic and merge her body right on into the Commander. Then, an idea! "It's possible that the MAGI might know something. Then again, it's also possible they might try to do something with it. Permission to inve~estigate?"
Oopsie doopsie, she hadn't meant to let that slip out. She'd got herself a little bit too excited there on thinking about the winning move she'd just thought of!
"Doctor Akagi, please show some decorum," the Commander said. She could read it on his face. Her desk drawer and office were probably about to be searched for booze. "Permission granted. Examine the MAGI. In the meantime we shall contain the Reis."
Sure you will. Good look capturing a bunch of bodysnatchers with an extra perverted sense of humour Commander.
The instant she was out of sight Reitsuko started skipping along down the corridor. Eager, oh so eager, to get to work putting her magic touch right into the MAGI's sticky gooey brain. At this rate they'd be winning in no time flat. Nothing in the world could stop them now.
<hr>
There was an important battle being waged within this curvaceous girlish figure. The tsundere vs the kuudere. Both of them hungry, if not ravenous, for more of Shinji's cock. Both of them have learned how to bodycraft, and both of them had their own ideas of what to do with it.
<i>Hey! If you think I'm gonna let you -</i>
"Asuka appears to be awake," Rei interrupted. Shinji blushed, but kept quiet for now. He really didn't have any idea of what to say. Who could blame him? This was an awkward situation all around. "Asuka. If you agree to cooperate, I shall allow you to leave this body."
<i>Pft! Yeah, sure! Your attention will shift, and then I'll be back in control!</i>
"Until you climb on Shinji's penis again."
<i>Th-that was a fluke!</i>
Imagine a flat stare. That was what Rei was trying her absolute hardest to internalise right about then. Rei didn't doubt that Asuka genuinely believed that, but she also had no trouble at all believing that Asuka would absolutely climax herself back into unconsciousness within, let's say, about a minute of having that beast inside of her.
It was inevitable, the techniques engraved onto Shinji’s body and the modifications done to him had turned him into a monster when it came to sex. Rei had only helped by modifying their newly shared body to be more accepting of its new place.
"Very well then," Rei said. "If you think you can handle it."
A second later, a redhead's confused face appeared in Rei's abdomen. She took in a deep breath - a part of her considered putting her thumb in her mouth and blowing into it, which she blamed on the Dummy Plugs - and then Asuka's body flew on out like a cannonball fired point blank.
Naturally this meant that she hit Shinji’s body, with not a stitch of clothing on her own body.
"Oh, uh! Sorry!" Shinji said.
This is normally where Asuka would yell at him for apologising for something that wasn't his fault. She'd push him away before making some kind of remark about how she doesn’t want a whiny loser like him to be so close.
“Awawa-” But when she opened her mouth, her eyes were wide as a deer caught in the headlights and nothing but nonsense came out. “I-I mean.. it’s not like I mind- I mean.. I-” nothing but total <b>nonsense</b>. Her gaze fell down upon his dick, her cheeks turned a brighter shade of red than her hair, and she immediately turned around to present her butt to him. "You idiot! What are you doing being naked and gross in a place like this right now?! Stop looking at me like that!"
Well, that was about as she expected. Now maybe - hopefully - they could get onto the matter of dealing with the rampaging Dummy Plugs before things got worse.
<hr>
As for Maya Ibuki (or as she'd be putting it, ass for Maya Ibuki), she was strutting her sexy thicc booty on down into some heavily restricted areas that required bridge crew access at a bare minimum. Heh. She wished that she was only wearing the bare minimum.
Following behind her were two guards whose eyes had been glazed over for the last thirty minutes or so. And no wonder. Her tight trousers were being pushed to their limits by her jiggling jelly-like swaying behind. It didn't hurt that she'd made out with both of them for a solid ten minutes and done such <i>wonderful</i> things to their nervous systems.
Oh, and there were of course her three new minions, these cute little fellow technicians that had asked her what method she had used to improve her bust size. Why, she had made sure to show them exactly how she had changed, and how much fu~un they could have if they came along with her.
"Uh... shouldn't we be doing something about those Reis?" one of the guards asked. Maya snapped her fingers, and the rest of her 'slaves' grabbed hold of that guard's shoulders while she gripped her knees, and then he was forced facefirst into her butt.
Yeah, that seemed to keep them from snapping out of it. Even if he wasn't an ass man before, he sure as hell would be now. Also it was really fun to have someone disciplined by making them into literally kiss asses.
Anyway! All the pieces were just about in place. It was almost time for the checkmate and then the after-victory party would be <i>glorious</i>. By now Ritsuko should be working on the Magi, the pilots would be too distracted by each other to do anything worthwhile, Misato would be busily seducing anything with a pulse, and even this outburst of Reis - while unplanned - would provide enough chaotic cover for them to get on with what they needed to do.
And what they needed to do was make sure there wasn't a single person left who would be opposed to complete global saturation of sexy.
All work and no pla~ay makes Reitsuko a dull woman. She'd been having to pretend to be her normal professional self for a good hour by this point, and it honestly felt like a year had gone by. She was bored! She wanted to do so many things that she wasn't allowed to do! Like skip and frolic and fuck around! So many games to pla~ay and so little time, but she wasn't allowed!
... In much the same way that the other Reis weren't allowed to swarm the base, but were doing so anyway.
<i>Interrogating</i> Aoba about what had happened for him to be running through the hallway without a dummy plug fused into him was fun. Waiting until the Commander left the room to deal with other matters. Sitting in Aoba's lap. Telling him that she wasn't sitting on his lap. Informing him that his senses were deceiving him. Then fucking with his brain while pretending that she was studying him for injuries when the Commander returned. All that fun stuff!
But it was still far too little to satisfy her after all the boredom she had to endure while playing the serious scientist! But now, now she wasn’t going to stop anymore. With a horde of horny Rei running through the Geofront, it was just a question of time until Gendo got his act together. So she needed to reach the Magi, get control of it and lock up the place so her friends could get control over everything without risking outsiders interfering.
And then, then they would be able to have as much fu~un as they wanted, whenever they wanted! Yay!
"Doctor Akagi, do you have any explanation for why the Dummy Plugs are going on a rampage throughout the Geofront?"
"Not immediately," Reitsuko said, barely holding in the urge to skip and frolic and merge her body right on into the Commander. Then, an idea! "It's possible that the MAGI might know something. Then again, it's also possible they might try to do something with it. Permission to inve~estigate?"
Oopsie doopsie, she hadn't meant to let that slip out. She'd got herself a little bit too excited there on thinking about the winning move she'd just thought of!
"Doctor Akagi, please show some decorum," the Commander said. She could read it on his face. Her desk drawer and office were probably about to be searched for booze. "Permission granted. Examine the MAGI. In the meantime we shall contain the Reis."
Sure you will. Good look capturing a bunch of bodysnatchers with an extra perverted sense of humour Commander.
The instant she was out of sight Reitsuko started skipping along down the corridor. Eager, oh so eager, to get to work putting her magic touch right into the MAGI's sticky gooey brain. At this rate they'd be winning in no time flat. Nothing in the world could stop them now.
<hr>
There was an important battle being waged within this curvaceous girlish figure. The tsundere vs the kuudere. Both of them hungry, if not ravenous, for more of Shinji's cock. Both of them have learned how to bodycraft, and both of them had their own ideas of what to do with it.
<i>Hey! If you think I'm gonna let you -</i>
"Asuka appears to be awake," Rei interrupted. Shinji blushed, but kept quiet for now. He really didn't have any idea of what to say. Who could blame him? This was an awkward situation all around. "Asuka. If you agree to cooperate, I shall allow you to leave this body."
<i>Pft! Yeah, sure! Your attention will shift, and then I'll be back in control!</i>
"Until you climb on Shinji's penis again."
<i>Th-that was a fluke!</i>
Imagine a flat stare. That was what Rei was trying her absolute hardest to internalise right about then. Rei didn't doubt that Asuka genuinely believed that, but she also had no trouble at all believing that Asuka would absolutely climax herself back into unconsciousness within, let's say, about a minute of having that beast inside of her.
It was inevitable, the techniques engraved onto Shinji’s body and the modifications done to him had turned him into a monster when it came to sex. Rei had only helped by modifying their newly shared body to be more accepting of its new place.
"Very well then," Rei said. "If you think you can handle it."
A second later, a redhead's confused face appeared in Rei's abdomen. She took in a deep breath - a part of her considered putting her thumb in her mouth and blowing into it, which she blamed on the Dummy Plugs - and then Asuka's body flew on out like a cannonball fired point blank.
Naturally this meant that she hit Shinji’s body, with not a stitch of clothing on her own body.
"Oh, uh! Sorry!" Shinji said.
This is normally where Asuka would yell at him for apologising for something that wasn't his fault. She'd push him away before making some kind of remark about how she doesn’t want a whiny loser like him to be so close.
“Awawa-” But when she opened her mouth, her eyes were wide as a deer caught in the headlights and nothing but nonsense came out. “I-I mean.. it’s not like I mind- I mean.. I-” nothing but total <b>nonsense</b>. Her gaze fell down upon his dick, her cheeks turned a brighter shade of red than her hair, and she immediately turned around to present her butt to him. "You idiot! What are you doing being naked and gross in a place like this right now?! Stop looking at me like that!"
Well, that was about as she expected. Now maybe - hopefully - they could get onto the matter of dealing with the rampaging Dummy Plugs before things got worse.
<hr>
As for Maya Ibuki (or as she'd be putting it, ass for Maya Ibuki), she was strutting her sexy thicc booty on down into some heavily restricted areas that required bridge crew access at a bare minimum. Heh. She wished that she was only wearing the bare minimum.
Following behind her were two guards whose eyes had been glazed over for the last thirty minutes or so. And no wonder. Her tight trousers were being pushed to their limits by her jiggling jelly-like swaying behind. It didn't hurt that she'd made out with both of them for a solid ten minutes and done such <i>wonderful</i> things to their nervous systems.
Oh, and there were of course her three new minions, these cute little fellow technicians that had asked her what method she had used to improve her bust size. Why, she had made sure to show them exactly how she had changed, and how much fu~un they could have if they came along with her.
"Uh... shouldn't we be doing something about those Reis?" one of the guards asked. Maya snapped her fingers, and the rest of her 'slaves' grabbed hold of that guard's shoulders while she gripped her knees, and then he was forced facefirst into her butt.
Yeah, that seemed to keep them from snapping out of it. Even if he wasn't an ass man before, he sure as hell would be now. Also it was really fun to have someone disciplined by making them into literally kiss asses.
Anyway! All the pieces were just about in place. It was almost time for the checkmate and then the after-victory party would be <i>glorious</i>. By now Ritsuko should be working on the Magi, the pilots would be too distracted by each other to do anything worthwhile, Misato would be busily seducing anything with a pulse, and even this outburst of Reis - while unplanned - would provide enough chaotic cover for them to get on with what they needed to do.
And what they needed to do was make sure there wasn't a single person left who would be opposed to complete global saturation of sexy.
- The pilots debate what to do next.
- Ritsuko pla~ays a game with the MAGI
- Maya sets about letting the Dummy Plugs into even more restricted areas.
- Something else
Monday, 13 May 2019
Sunday, 12 May 2019
Sunday, 5 May 2019
Sunday, 28 April 2019
Monday, 22 April 2019
Discussion: It's Fate, Ryu Alone, Level Upper Railgun, Tricked Himself
First, an announcement. I'll make sure to repeat this over the next few weeks until it actually comes to pass.
For the first time since starting the blog, I must take a week off. This will be about a month from now. From the 19th to 26th of May it's going to be really, really hard to get anything written up as I'll be traveling that week and won't have reliable Internet connection.
However, I've also taken a week off shortly after I get back, so there should be plenty of time for me to write out a few extra things for you all.
For the first time since starting the blog, I must take a week off. This will be about a month from now. From the 19th to 26th of May it's going to be really, really hard to get anything written up as I'll be traveling that week and won't have reliable Internet connection.
However, I've also taken a week off shortly after I get back, so there should be plenty of time for me to write out a few extra things for you all.
Sunday, 21 April 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 28th April
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Sunday, 14 April 2019
Sunday, 7 April 2019
Story: Hentai Crystal
"We should practise our new powers."
The suggestion from Makoto hung over the room like an unwelcome guest. They'd all been thinking it. The enemy this time had been too powerful to defeat conventionally. In the end Jupiter had to use her new Libra granted ability to win. They couldn't afford to be squeamish about this. This was a safe place for them to train and experiment with the powers that their new <i>friend</i> had granted them.
Not to mention that it was out of the public eyes in the very likely case that there would be embarrassing side-effects. Rei didn’t even want to imagine any of her schoolmates seeing the <i>magic</i> that was the self-proclaimed spirit of balance’s specialty.
"I'll go first," Makoto offered. "Since I've already transformed before, it's no big deal."
"Fine by me," Rei said. Ooh boy, she was remembering what Makoto looked like when she transformed. She cast her eyes down to the floor, not quite able to bring herself to look at her friend.
"Jupiter Prism, Libra Power Up!"
Huh, a new activation phrase? Nothing fancy. It just added Libra in there. As for the transformation itself, Rei couldn't help herself but look up in curiosity. Makoto's clothes vanished in a flash of lightning leaving her completely nude. She reached out her hand and seemed to almost pluck electricity from the air, directing it down towards her breasts where it transformed into a lightning shaped pastie.
She spun around, put her hands on her knees and thrust her butt upwards where it was then struck by lightning, and then there was a bright green thong where there had been nothing before. Vines grew out of the ground and wrapped around her hands and feet, before shifting appearance. White gloves and boots with green trim. Sailor Jupiter then turned to face them and adopted a battle position that made it clear she was ready to kick ass at a moment's notice.
Raising her hand and forming a V-shape with her fingers, the golden tiara appeared on her forehead. Though if one were to look closely, then they would notice that there were extremely salacious engravings on the piece of jewelry. With female and male figures holding onto each other in obvious copulation.
It was ridiculous. It was scandalous. It was... Making Rei feel funny all over the more that she looked at it. And due to the way that Jupiter's powers worked it was very difficult to not look at her.
"Wow, that's... a unique look for you!" Minako said, rising from Rei's lap and clapping her hands with great enthusiasm. Being quite charitable today, wasn't she? "I'll go next!"
"W-wait, maybe this isn't -" Rei started to protest, but too late. Minako already had her transformation pen raised into the air.
"Venus Power, Libra Make Up!"
Rei's mouth ran dry as her imagination leaped forward. How would the Sailor Venus transformation look now? The phrase 'intergalactic striptease' leaped unbidden to mind, but it was quickly followed by a sarcastic 'what else is new?' Ultimately it left her unable to do much of anything as Minako Aino became Sailor Venus.
It began as it usually did, with Minako pulling a chain made of hearts and bright light out of nowhere, violently whipping it around herself (and somehow hurting nobody in the process) before raising her hand above her head so that the whip twirled around her while her other hand remained at her hip. So far it was more or less the same.
What wasn't the same was what happened when the light dimmed enough to see her figure. And make no mistake, you could see her figure. It was showing much less flesh than Makoto. Hell, it was showing less than their normal outfit. But it was still a bright yellow skintight number that covered everything from the neck down like a second skin. It might as well have been a thin layer of body paint. Oh, but she was still wearing her tiara, gloves, boots... and what looked like a choker around her neck.
The triumphant stance of Sailor Venus at the end of the transformation lasted only a second before she stumbled right into Rei's arms.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Sailor Venus said. "That was... a bit more intense than I was expecting. That's all. Wow, I like the outfit! Although... something does feel a little off about it, I think?"
A little off? When Rei was pretty sure she could tell the exact size, shape, location of Sailor Venus' nipples? Gah! She couldn't bring herself to point it out. It was too embarrassing, even for her! Then a powerful hand fell on Rei's shoulder.
"Your turn," Sailor Jupiter said.
Rei gulped. Ever since her first time transforming, she'd never felt so nervous about it. Considering the way the other two had changed, what might happen with her? It didn't help that her heart was racing for some reason. It was probably a sugar rush. From those penis shaped biscuits that Minako had been bobbing in and out of her mouth not five minutes before.
"Mars Power, Libra Make Up!"
Fire came to mind right away. Heat. There was so much heat. Around her. Inside of her. She felt her body going through the same motions it always did when she transformed. A whirling tornado of flame burst around her, and she began to spin in place as the fire torched her, caressed her, made her feel safe and welcome and loved and - It burst, and her spinning slowed, and she leaned back with her legs spread just a little apart as if she was showing them off.
And then the dread hit her. What did she look like? Sailor Mars cast her eyes down, dread filling her mind as she pondered what sort of lewd costume she'd transformed - Oh. Well this wasn't so bad. It was sort of like a shrine maiden outfit. Except that it didn't close in the front over the chest. And had huge slits up both sides, revealing pretty much the entire length of both legs. Sort of like a combination of a robe and an evening dress that was probably held together by a combination of magic and hope.
"I was expecting worse," Sailor Mars said to her two friends. Who she now noticed were engaged in a casual sloppy makeout. Which... didn't seem all that out of place. It was only natural. Of course they'd want to practise on each other before they kissed cute boys. Come to think, she needed to practise that as well. Still. "Girls, focus! We're wanting to test our powers. Remember? We can practise later."
The two of them let out a little moan of disappointment, gave each other a nice firm goose - which again, was completely normal so far as Sailor Mars was concerned - and turned around to face her.
"I've already shown off what I can do," Jupiter said. "How about the two of you try something out? You can use me as a practise target, I'm pretty sure I can tank almost anything you hit me with."
"Oh! Oh! Can I go first then?" Venus asked. She was hopping around like an excited puppy. Mars stepped back and gestured for her to go right on ahead, then set down, picked up a biscuit and started to suck the icing off of it while staring quite pointedly at Venus's legs. Nice. Very nice. Hers were better, but she could still appreciate fine art when she saw it.
Venus pointed her hands like a finger gun squarely at Makoto, and then -
"Venus Love Me Tentacles!"
A large swarm of tentacles made up of interlinked hearts shot out of her finger, quickly grabbing hold of Makoto's arms and legs. Jupiter made a show of struggling, but Mars could tell she wasn't putting her all into it.
"Ahhh... ahhhh!" Jupiter moaned, breathing heavily. "Oohhhhh, these tentacles feel amazing, and the only thing they're doing is holding me!"
Then, as if in response to that, one of them spanked her thong clad butt. Not just once or twice either, it whipped her behind like it had something to prove. In no time at all the powerful girl was sent limp with her eyes rolled back into her head and funny noises coming from her mouth that Mars had never heard a human make before.
"It seems as though my tentacles are incapable of inflicting pain," Venus said, running her finger around her choker. "No matter how they attack someone, the only thing a person feels is pleasure."
Mars nodded. "That makes sense. A tough girl like Jupiter could probably stand up to any pain you could throw at her, but resisting pleasure is a whole other issue."
"Guuuurgh!" Jupiter moaned. The tentacles released her, and she dropped to the floor writhing in mindless ecstacy.
"Hrm... I wonder how many I can fire out at a time," Venus pondered. "Venus Love Me Tentacles!"
More tentacles shot out, opened a window, and then left the building. Then it kept going and going and going...
"Ahem, while we wait for that to finish, want to check out my new power?" Mars suggested.
<hr>
Ah, what a bright and beautiful day it was several blocks away from Makoto Kino's house. There she was, Naru Osaka, enjoying a blissful day of not being kidnapped by Youma. The counter in her room was actually set for a whole two weeks at this point. So she was out here celebrating by getting herself some ice cream.
Alas, this could not last. For out of nowhere a bright yellow tentacle appeared and lightly smacked her breast.
"Grkk..." she twitched. Then things got a bit more intense when the tentacle snuck under her blouse and wrapped itself around both of her breasts. "Nnnng... guh! Oooh yes..."
<hr>
Meanwhile, Sailors Mars and Venus had agreed that Sailor Jupiter was in no condition to take whatever Mars could do. That is, unless they wanted a thoroughly mindbroken Sailor Jupiter to have to deal with. After heavy discussion and debate they agreed that this was probably not a thing they wanted to deal with, so Sailor Venus would be the target for Mars' new attack instead.
"I'm not gonna let you hit me the same way Jupiter let me hit her," Venus warned. She was standing there like a goalie, fingers twitching, ready to summon tentacles to defend herself at a moment's notice. "Gimme your best shot!"
And what was her best shot? Well...
- Mars Pussy Ignition: Sets the victim's libido ablaze.
- Mars Flame Exhibition: Destroys clothing and induces exhbitionist tendencies.
- Mars Sexual Inferno: Increases the 'hotness' of the target, making them irresistible to those around them.
- Mars Erotic Purification: Purifies the victim of all non-erotic thoughts
- Something else.
Sunday, 31 March 2019
Sunday, 24 March 2019
Sunday, 17 March 2019
Sunday, 10 March 2019
Discussion: Anime Bimbo Outbreak, Shampoo and Conditioning, Rosario Monstrous, Side Effects of Hypnosis, Negima Spell
I've not got specific plans for any of these right now, so I'll just link to them for the time being to see what you think.
Sunday, 3 March 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 10th March
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Sunday, 24 February 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 24th February
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Monday, 18 February 2019
Sunday, 17 February 2019
Sunday, 10 February 2019
Monday, 4 February 2019
Sunday, 3 February 2019
Sunday, 27 January 2019
Monday, 21 January 2019
Sunday, 20 January 2019
Thread Voting: Open Until 20th January
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Monday, 14 January 2019
Sunday, 13 January 2019
Monday, 7 January 2019
Sunday, 6 January 2019
Discussion: Love Normal + Tricked Himself
Tricked Himself squeaked in on Priority here, but it did wind up winning by a nose.
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