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35811 No. 35811 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
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>> No. 37448
I think he's translating them himself.
>> No. 37449
What a sad little man.
>> No. 37452
He is doing it by himself.

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26397 No. 26397 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
A wild SATA has appeared! Sorry for the extremely long delay, too~


“These three days surely have passed without anyone noticing, right?” Yumeko asks as she helps you packing your stuffs.

“You don’t say,” you reply. “And don’t get me started on last night. Damn… I thought I wouldn’t make it to the morning.” The memory of you, Shinki and Alice spending the previous night engaging in a carnal dance remains vivid, and you still feel sore from the ‘special session’.

“You did make Miss Shinki and Miss Alice very happy,” Yumeko points out. “If they’re happy, you shouldn’t be worried too much.”

“Sometimes there are lines people shouldn’t cross. I wonder if they’re even aware of it,” you add.

“What’s the fun of life if we don’t cross the line once in a while?” she replies, in which you respond with a wry laugh. “Still, you’re fine with me following you to your place? I know you don’t usually accept help from other people, so…”

“I thought I should be asking the question,” you say. “I don’t mind you staying with me, and I thought I could have you help me with the vineyard, too.” You scratch the back of your head. “I must question Shinki’s reason of letting you leave Makai, though. Plus, it’s going to be a full house if everybody starts showing up at my place.”
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>> No. 37445
I said it once and I'll say it again. Happy miko is best miko. Thank you for the lovely update, SATA. Will be waiting warmly for the next.
>> No. 37446
That Reimu was just beautiful. I'm falling in love~!

It would be nice if all that cum got her with child. She needs an heir, after all.
>> No. 37451
Entirely so. Long and delay, it is worth the wait. She finally admits her love. Never once regret reading this series of smuts.

You did good, SATA.

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37164 No. 37164 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
this won't be everyone's cup of tea oh god don't kill me please


I never met a bitch who had it coming more than the mouse.

She was the most arrogant, puffed-up bitch I've ever seen, and around here that's saying something. She went down in less than four minutes, too, which really pissed me off; despite all that shit-talking she really couldn't duel worth a damn. What pushed me over the edge was how she kept fucking sassing despite being knocked on her ass and out of magic. I kicked her onto her back and ripped her dress open from collar to waist without really thinking about it. We stared at each other for a second, catching up to events - her eyes went wider than dinner plates when she felt the breeze on her belly. I was in no mood for bullshit at that point so before she'd finished her first scream I slapped it right out of her. If you put some pepper into it a good slap will knock them senseless for a few seconds without doing any real harm. Three or four good smacks later and she was too stunned to struggle. Ripped the rest of her dress open and did a double take: tiny little thing, weighed maybe ninety pounds soaking wet and stood barely five feet tall, but she had an ass. Wide hips, firm, round little rear end, firm, shapely thighs, even slender, curvy calves. I cupped her pussy in my hand without touching her thighs, it was that good. I put her ankles on my shoulders and slid her panties (blue-white stripes, no less) to her calves and slipped 'em over one foot. She came around when I laid my cock against her groin - that's usually when they start begging for better terms, but she just stared at me with her cherry-red eyes, whispering “no, no, no” in this baffled tone, like she was completely confused at how this was happening at all.

I took my stance; knees spread wide for low, stable access and pressed my tip in. Then I just leaned forward, my thighs pressing hers against her body and rammed it in all at once. She made this strangled sound like s
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>> No. 37443
I guess we imagined the same, huh. Still, even bringing her up, I can't forget Keine either.

...And thinking about her, milking machine perhaps? Can pretty much run a cow theme here.
>> No. 37444
Keine's great, milking's great, Waka's weird and to limited. But please, let's not talk about the next round until we get there, or at least closer. Kaguya's private hell just started.
Thinking about the next arc all the time instead of the one you're currently writing is very unhealthy for a writer and a story.
>> No. 37450
[x] Session two was the classic kneeling torture - a washboard underneath her shins and a heavy stone block atop her thighs. As a bonus, it gave me great access to her tits -breasts that soft just begged to be fucked.
[x] Violating her body without actual penetration was the plan - I'd let her cling to the hope that she'd be spared the ultimate indignity, only to crush her in one final, climatic triumph.
[x] In the meantime I left mousebitch in a steamy, pitch-dark room - sensory deprivation, to erode her sense of self and person.

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35512 No. 35512 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
Old Threads:




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37139 No. 37139 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
I found an old .doc on my hard drive called "Mind the Gap" by someone called Tsurupettan? It seems to have had a home here at some point, but all the /rs/ links seem to be dead, so I was wondering if someone had the most recent version of the story. I assume it either concluded or died by now.
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>> No. 37143
Well fuck me. I did scan the page for something like this, but somehow I missed it anyway. Found it, sorry for being a dumb nub.
>> No. 37410
Is Tsurupettan still writing anything?
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36543 No. 36543 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [Last 50 posts]
Previous thread >>33941

Cosplay threads are not hot, that's what we don't want to see.
So this time, let's start with Musou Kaihou.

Well, no lunaticmode.
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>> No. 37367
I haven't found it yet. But there is another Reimu.
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>> No. 37407
This Cirno was found years ago, but I never found the videos. Now that's it.
http://cosplay.jav.pw/5385/東方乙女乱舞vol-4 東方p○ject「チ○ノ」ぱーふぇくと/

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36385 No. 36385 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
Feeling like I should post stuff I did while I write the new updates for Infiltrator. Anything happens here are not canon to the main thread, and every lewd story continuation are self-contained in here.

Posting the story in a bit.
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>> No. 37246
He meant the Komachi-Rei-Meiling threesome.
>> No. 37400
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And now for some more Yuuka love.


You glance up at the sky with a hand shielding your eye. Looks like with the sun's glare and white clouds above, today would be another fine day with good weather to take a stroll in your garden. As you hum with a parasol in hand to shield you from the sun, you notice someone's presence in the vicinity. Of course, it is not a malicious presence but someone is trespassing through your area, which prompts you to check it out.

You soon stumble upon a pair of fox ears poking out of the sunflowers, Judging by the way they are uncovered, you know those ears do not belong to Yakumo's servant. Floating above the the flowers, you approach the vulpine intruder from behind. With careful observation, you realize that this fox is a male, so he is definitely not Yakumo's servant. The amount of tails he have confirms it further. Instead of walking up to him, you observe his actions as he seems to be examining some sunflowers...

...as if he's going to pick them.

Not on your watch. "Aren't the sunflowers lovely, mister fox?"

His ears perk up at your question, finally noticing your presence before turning around to face you. "Ah...! Oh, yes they are. My younger sister wants to grow sunflowers so she asked ne to find some good seeds for her."

"So that explains why you look suspicious." You say as you approach the seven-tailed fox. "You did know this garden belongs to me didn't you?"
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>> No. 37401
Nice! I laughed at the part where Wriggle went into shock at the scene. Made me think she'd get temporary blindness.

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37336 No. 37336 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
Pornfaggots, your stories go here. Read the rules at >>/gensokyo/13738
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The Hieda estate was something like a central market for news, from official declarations to petty gossip. The Hieda family had always had a hands-on approach, familiar with intimate secrets and dirty politics. Anyone was welcome to its doors, even in groups.

Naturally, such a welcoming openness led to rumors. Rumors about my family, my servants, my associates, and me, the current Child of Miare, Hieda no Akyuu. These lewd, liscencious accusations and hearsay were, more often than not, true, and provided a lure for the lonely, the unlucky, and the foolish.

Most would blush, mumble, and walk away when they saw me sitting just past the entranceway, surrounded by papers, jotting down notes or discussing some actual business. But when this gristly young man peeked his head through the door and saw me, he had the courage to stand tall between the doors, blocking the evening sun and making me look up from some damage estimates I had just been given from a Human Village architect. Kirisame Marisa was a useful woman to have around but her usefulness only marginally outpaced her taste for collateral damage.

I gave a patient but put-upon sigh and smiled. "Hello, may I help you?"

He was gristly and lean, a young adult still filling in his last growth spurts. His skin was the toasted sesame color of a farmer's child working up in the hills, bearing the full brunt of the sun. His clothing, a loose shirt and pants rolled up to the knees, were worn but carefully maintained, perhaps even patched up for the visit. Stubble covered his cheeks and chin, sticking out like bristles, and his hair grew every which way, untamed.

"Afternoon, lady Akyuu," he said with a careful bow.

"Good afternoon. Do you bring news?"

He glanced to the side and shoved his hands in his pockets, saying nothing. I was expecting him to leave when a voice hissed from behind the doors.
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Chirping birds sing their songs in the canopies of the trees, but the nekomata’s ears don’t so much as twitch as she passes by overhead, basket under her arm. Rodents ranging in size from mice to rabbits instinctively go to ground in the meadows surrounding the trail to the village—they have a long, perfectly understandable phobia of her—but she pays the movements in the sunkissed grass no heed.

It is a perfect day and hour for hunting, but this cat has a preexisting appointment with her prey to keep.

She comes to a skidding halt in the village’s center square, but there’s no accompanying cloud of kicked-up dust for the old packed earth and flagstones are covered now in a thick layer of loam from decades of reclamation from grass, weeds, and wildflowers. Only a single overactive kitten on the prowl greets her with a lift of its tail for the rest of the populace is already enjoying an afternoon siesta, savoring the afternoon heat on windowsills and rooftops, their stomachs bulging from their lunchtime feeding… and a few of them for other reasons. The thought has her put her free hand to her own belly and blush, wondering just what it will be like to bear a litter inside of her own body. Decades ago, as a toddler, she found the thought of disgusting. As she settled down in her adulthood, she began to find the idea intriguing, even tantalizing. And just recently, right when her biological clock had begun to weigh heavily on her every thought, she’d snared the most perfect boy she could have ever asked for, a partner she’d be more than glad to grow old with.

Today, she means to have them start on the first of many descendants to come.

The dilapidated buildings, seemingly untouched by the decades between her childhood and the present day, remind her of those innocent, naïve days. She remembers when the fields around were all but devoid of animal life, hunted to exhaustion by the dozens of cats that called this place home. Her basket would be filled not with groceries for her own stomach, but instead packed to the brim with fish and meats. By the time she would land, her subjects would be obediently lined up in ranks for whatever scant portion sh
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He throws back his head as he yanks hard on her hair, letting out a howl of raw pleasure as his penis throbs underneath her fingers. The pain across her scalp doesn’t bother her nearly as much as the risk of her getting pulled off course from her intended objective. Thinking fast, she moves with him to give just enough slack to let him try and take up the tension a second time, only to jerk her neck in the opposite direction to whiplash free of his failing grip. Now free to move as she pleases, she turns her head to hover her mouth right by his tip, wringing out the first shot of his ejaculation in a long, gooey line from her lower lip to the back of her throat.

That direct contact of his seed marks the beginning of her descent into complete madness.

Strangely, her first thought is that his load’s not quite as thick as she would have liked—if only she hadn’t been running quite so late, he wouldn’t have gone and wasted the richest load of the day staining a stupid apron!—but by his third shot across her tongue the raw intensity of his taste and scent have soaked into her brain anyways. Four, five—she swallows down what she can even as she continues to steadily jerk him off, but already six is overflowing into her cheeks, and seven begins to drip from either side of her mouth. Unwilling to waste such a delicacy on the floor, she swivels her head back to catch eight and nine across the bridge of her nose and chin, then thrusts her chest forward to allow ten, eleven, and finally twelve to dribble out from his manhood down onto the silk over her collarbone and breasts, his milky white fluid vividly contrasted against the bright red cloth.

She tries to keep his cum from rolling down her throat for as long as possible, but all too soon she finds herself gulping it down in loud swallows. When he grunts and gently pulls away from her as the last dry tremors of his orgasm subsides, she takes advantage of her freedom to put her hands to her dress and drag them up along the cloth, desperate to not waste a drop.

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32381 No. 32381 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
Tadashi steps into the gate and lures the big gray-brown cow, apparently named Rafael, away from his dinner of grass. He sets up the yoke over the cow's mouth without a word and hands you the reins. He looks at you for a second, neither of you knowing how to start the conversation back up.

"Here you are, then," he finally says.

You nod. "Thanks."

Tadashi moves to walk away but suddenly stops. "Can I ask you something, by the way?"

"Uh, go ahead." You'd been wondering when he'd finally ask you the question for a while now.

"When I got back, people were saying that you'd up and vanished a few days ago." He looks you straight in the eye. "Is everything alright?"

"Bit of a funny story, actually. I guess you could say I got a new friend with me."

Tadashi's already thin eyes narrow to impossibly small lines. "What kind of trouble did you get into this time?"
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>> No. 37390
>>37377 here.

In the interest of breaking the tie, I'm changing my vote to [x] ...a cozy workshop.
>> No. 37391
And with that, the tie is broken! Closing votes.

[x] ...a cozy workshop.
>> No. 37403
>The gap seals shut with a sound like something ripping in reverse.

Too late to vote, but I wanted to chime in and say that this is a nice little turn of phrase. Reminds me of something I read in a Faulkner short story awhile back.

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37379 No. 37379 hide watch quickreply [Reply]
I got together with Krisslanza, the genderswap guy, and another writer to make a present for someone. He really liked it, so I figured I'd share it here. Don't mind the shipgirls, they're not hurting anyone.


For a moment after the recording begins, the only things visible are a pair of blurry blobs pressed against a pure white wall beneath the bright floodlights. The image sharpens quickly, however, bringing the two figures into vivid and lurid detail. Neither could really be called 'blobs' at all; one is thick with muscle and exceptionally tall, and the other is visibly soft and curvy.

Evidently, a certain green-haired girl has landed herself in yet another sexy situation. In the flurry of their movements, and the slight bobbing of the perspective, it appears for a moment as though she is struggling. This impression is quickly corrected when a pair of large hands reaches down to cup her rear end, squeezing and sinking visibly into the soft flesh. Her reaction is to pull her feet off the ground, allowing herself to be supported only by the white-haired man's body, and wrap her long legs around his hips. The angle of the camera is perfect to catch Sanae's eyes fluttering closed as Momiji presses into her for a kiss. Both of them have some trouble keeping their mouths together, though, given the violent movements of their rest of their bodies.

The only word to describe the cheerleader's treatment would be 'pounding'. After hilting himself inside of her, the white-haired boy immediately pulls out, only to press back in. Each thrust is more forceful than the last, but the wet slapping noises that should accompany them are drowned out by various other moans, cries, and messy kisses from outside the frame.

If a worse angle had been chosen, it would be impossible to see anything of Sanae but the curvy, athletic legs she uses to such great effect on the field. Her partner is huge even for a guy, his upper body a V of pure, hard muscle. With every thrust, he visibly flexes, and his broad shoulders are consistently hard. While he has to work to support Sanae's weight, he doesn't seem troubl
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"We can't just leave it there, though, can we?" Orin suddenly pushes Reisen flat on the ground, and the camera pans down past her soft, heaving breasts and over her smooth abs... right to the dark spot on her bright red swimsuit where it's rode up deep between her legs. Reisen is surprised, but not displeased - in a moment, her surprised expression turns to an embarrassed smile.

"Hey, you're not going to make me watch again, are you?"

"'Course not. Come on, there's room for one more... Hm?" Orin suddenly looks away from the camera. Following her gaze, the view pans off to the side where Kokoro stands watching. Her short, small-chested, gracefully-curvy figure matches well with her tight pink sling, and a cock larger than either of Orin's stands framed by the straps. Only the slightest blush colors her impassive face.

"Ah, Kokoro! Liked what you saw?" Koa asks cheerfully.

"... Hello," Kokoro replies quietly.

The camera zooms in on her penis, close enough to capture its subtle throbbing. A coating of dried cum and juices gleams under the lights, and there's a small blob of fresh cum lingering on the tip. "Hmm, I see you've enjoyed yourself a few times already. Who didn't bother to clean you up?"


"Really? Oh, that's just like her, running off as soon as she's satisfied... Oh! Since you're here, you wanna hold onto this for a bit? I get the feeling my hands won't gonna be working right in a bit..."
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"Heh. I happened to come prepared..." Yamame reaches somewhere and produces a large cappuccino cup. It easily accepts the contents of the two other vessels, which mix together into a thick, cloudy, exceedingly gooey white mixture. Yamame takes a whiff of the scent, and comes up flushed and near drooling; Alice can't help doing the same.

"Ah, here's the shutter chance! Robin, Mokou, get the..." A few sweeps of the camera reveal that the be boy and futa are in no condition to do much of anything." ... I'll do it." Marisa sets the camera down on the chair, pointing it towards the two girls while she retrieves their phones. The angle is a bit off, but it still captures their two smiles as they snuggle together around the cup and smile. Yamame's cum-splattered grin is wide and shameless, while Alice's is more demure but no less lewd.

"Alright, there we go!" Marisa sets down the phones and retrieves the camera, her jiggling cheeks visible for just a moment before she picks it up.. "Great show, girls. That one's gonna be on the highlight reel for sure!"

"Doing it for the cameras made it a lot more exciting. Hey, want to share? Those two let out more than enough~" Yamame says.

"Ooh, that sounds tempting..." The camera peers into the milky white depths of the cup. "... But I'm stuck with this camera. I can't just put it down..."

"Don't worry! You can leave that to me!" a cheery voice announces. The camera whirls around to find Urakaze standing nearby with her hands on her wide, soft hips. Keine's dried cum is still visible on her smiling face and perky breasts, and there's a clear splatter of fresh cum between her legs where her bright blue sling was hastily tugged back into place. "I was the star of my video production class, you know."

"In front of the camera, or behind it?" Marisa teases, drawing a pout.

"Oh, just give me that." Urakaze's hand eclipses the light as she reaches out, causing a few seconds of darkness and loud shuffling noi
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"Eh? W-wah!" Urakaze yanks Tokitsukaze up by the arm and runs off, jiggling gleefully.

Still leaking massive amounts of cum down her thighs, Kagerou gives the camera a happy wink and chases after her friend. "Guess we'll have to wait a bit to find out who won. Don't hold your breath, though! It'll definitely be me!"

"Ah, to be young..." Seiga aims her breathy sigh right into the microphone.

"Hmm, I'd say you're rather enjoying your retirement." The camera pans up and over to the blurry figure of Keine, whose mature body dominates the frame after a few moments of zooming and focusing. Her height hadn't been apparent before; now, with the camera level with her heavy breasts, her dense form is imposing enough to rival that of Reimu. Her bare shaft looks much messier but no softer than before, covered by many different streaks of cum and juices in various states of dryness.

"I could say the same for you," Seiga says, zooming in on the woman's thick, gently-throbbing cock. "How much did they squeeze from you, I wonder? And you're still hard. Why don't I take care of that...?"

Seiga's hand begins to reach for the massive length, but she stops short at the distant sound of Kagerou's voice.

"Seiga, we're ready!"

"Ah, that was fast. Seems they were all waiting for this..."
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