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[31] Give chase!

0o0o0

You take off after Reimu, not sure what else to really do in this situation. She's faster, what with being made of not semi-solid rock, but you're fast! That's not going to help much, but at least you aren't the flower lady! She has two settings: stroll and lasers. You prefer the first one, even if it doesn't hurt as much as you're sure it should.

Needless to say, you don't dig up her yard anymore.

However, while you dragged your hatted hat and fluffy pauldrons with you as you consider these things, it seems that Reimu has stopped. Or, at least, had stopped.

You seem to have launched her into a very mismatched in size pile of nudity. Although, maybe pile is too much. It's really just a little over one person.

One person that you really should be biting the crap out of.

0o0o0
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>> No. 39076
[x] Surely it was the god monk's! Your math is top notch!
[x] Wait, catch the foamy bird!

We must save the bird.
>> No. 39077
[x] Surely it was the god monk's! Your math is top notch!
[x] Wait, catch the foamy bird!

Aunn is such a good dog, she's even playing fetch with her new owner already.
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>>39078 Next thread!


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Content warning (tags, if you will) below the story post

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Satori Komeiji trembled in inexplicable excitement. Today was it. The day. The momentous day, after nearly a year of sending Rin out to cajole, market, hawk her mistresses’ services to any who would hear. Even Satori herself, if asked, could not tell why she’d put so much effort into this project of hers, and would balk at looking inwards at it. In her heart of hearts, she knew the intentions were not wholly pure.

Regardless, now it was done. All she could do now was wait for her mark. She tapped her desk, bit at her nails, kicked her legs, got up and paced back and forth at regular intervals. Rin would laugh if she saw her master acting as such, for certain, but Satori could not contain herself. It was a wonder and a testament to Koishi and Rin’s skill that she had achieved it at all. Luring a young girl into the den of the most hated youkai to freely talk about their problems specifically should have been near impossible, but time and insistence were on the mind reader’s side. She knew first hand that Rin was a tremendous talent at getting what she wanted and annoying people, and there were a number of good arguments going for her, after all. She knew many people’s secrets already, and had never let a single one pass her lips without very good excuse. She’d been very well behaved in all fronts, ever since the underground was unsealed a good year ago. All in all, she’d made herself as trustworthy as she could have.

She paced again, running a hand through her messy hair and took a sip of her strong wine, calming herself as best she could. It was only the first session, and she wasn’t burdened with any over malicious thoughts. Only an edge, a blackened thorn in the corner of her mind that, unbeknownst to her, would come to grow and corrupt her mind into the one thing she didn’t want to become, the very fear that others held when they beheld her, ever since she was a flesh-eating, uncivilized stripling, running wild with her sister.

But for the time, no such thing went through her head. She was helping, yes, helping the poor girls of Gensokyo, burdened as they w
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>> No. 39265
>>39263

Or brainwashing.
>> No. 39270
Well fuck.

And this was gonna hit some kinks I always wanted hit here but now it's dead. Everything cool is dead here. Is THP in recline?
>> No. 39310
>>39270
Yes. Fix it by writing something.


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While my brain is on the fritz, I've decided to try my hand at porn. It will be (semi) fast and furious, not to mention lacking in high standards of quality control! However, if you wish it, you just might end up doing something truly lewd. Depravity beyond your wildest dreams!

For you are effectively a newborn, who has no concept of lewd.

This story will either be short, incomplete, or sporadically updated in the longer term. I'm mostly in this because I hate not writing.

0o0o0

Your eyes open to the sight of mister sun, who didn't seem so happy to see you, what with the way he was returning your stare with searing pain. "Ouch!" Wisely, you decide to avert your gaze from that intense, burningly bright smile.

It burnt with the intensity of at least two candle, maybe more. Of course, with candles that sadly were pressed uncomfortably into your eyes. Thankfully, being what you are, pain wasn't the greatest of issues.

However, pain still hurts, and Miss Sukuna laughs at you when you show off just how tough of a youkai you are. Someday, maybe she won't laugh! Maybe!

Still, with your gaze averted from the brightest star of all (because, if there's one thing you are familiar with, it's the sky above and watching the shrine explode in some manner) you roll off of your pedestal. However, one thing you still have trouble comprehending is that whole movement thing.
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>> No. 38759
[X] Give chase!

HERE COMES THE CAVALRY!
>> No. 38767
>HERE COMES THE CAVALRY!

[x] Equip saddle, bridle, etc.
-[x] Give chase!
--[x] Equip Reimu!
---[x] Give further chase!

Just see it now! Cresting the horizon, kicking up a cloud of dust. The bandit flees, and yet lo, the Ranger yet pursues. And as she reaches the apex, Reimu rears back on her gallant steed Aun before the two gallop forth over the top of the hill, the sun glinting on the star pinned to Reimu's chest. And, as they continue their valiant pursuit, the camera pulls back and pans over the land of Gensokyo as the William Tell Overture begins to play and the title appears. ...Although, one should tell the Prismrivers not to sit on them; they might knock one of the letters over.
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>>38760 Next thread ho!

>>38767

Crud. Sorry!


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36543 No. 36543 hide watch expand quickreply
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.
Hardmode
http://g.e-hentai.org/g/768449/3a71a50152/
Extramode
http://g.e-hentai.org/g/768709/49b0377bc1/

Well, no lunaticmode.
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This one, anybody?
http://www.getchu.com/soft.phtml?id=772962
>> No. 38261
>>38260
I've seen the CG set on Sadpanda ages ago but no clue on the video itself.
>> No. 38490
>>36966


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24499 No. 24499 hide watch expand quickreply
Or EraToho.

So guys, anyone know about this thing? I heard from my friend about this game; apparently it's a text based rpg similar to Slave Maker or something like that.
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>> No. 38437
>>38436
As I'm an idiot and forgot to include this in the first post: Translation tools are available, with ChiiTrans and Translation Aggregator being the main ones we use, and we also have a copy of ATLAS for (questionable) offline translation.

Translation Aggregator: https://mega.nz/#!1SwD2SrC!QBbEFj5UDFryE4JdB5g7ondD5JMyfbBKbnWk0KhDkwc

ChiiTrans:
https://mega.nz/#!1SwD2SrC!QBbEFj5UDFryE4JdB5g7ondD5JMyfbBKbnWk0KhDkwc

ATLAS:
https://mega.nz/#!1SwD2SrC!QBbEFj5UDFryE4JdB5g7ondD5JMyfbBKbnWk0KhDkwc
>> No. 38438
>>38436
Yea but K's stuff seems dead as apparently spaghetti code has eaten the project and the new JP version breaks like EVERYTHING
>> No. 38440
>>38438
>k's stuff seems dead
Nani the fuck are you talking about, it's updated multiple times a week.
>spaghetti code ate the project
Spaghett Code has spent the last like six months unfucking the git, and thanks to his efforts it now works leagues better than it used to.
>and the new JP version breaks like EVERYTHING
I'm not even sure what this means, why would you play the JP version when the eraGit version is updated and works fine.


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This CYOA is a little challenge to myself. I've written a lewd or two that I've never posted, but I figured I'd change that. Don't expect super solid or polished writing. Also, this little story is going to be pretty short by design, so don't expect there to be infinite variety in choices either.

In other words, enjoy the ride, such as it is. After all, sex itself is often brief but enjoyable.

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The relief from the bright lights and general noise outside draws a sigh from you as you cross the threshold into the building. The doorman steps around you, waving you toward the front desk, where the tip of someone's head peeks over the edge.

"A customer, sir!" he calls to the desk.

A kappa's moustachioed face emerges from underneath. He struggles with something behind the desk and raises up to where you can actually see him in all his suit-and-tie glory. Neither article fits him well, and it also looks like he's wearing a hairpiece.

"Welcome to Kiwi-no-Machiawasebasho," the kappa says in a voice that doesn't sound middle-aged at all, "did you have a reservation?"

"Erm, no," you reply, trying not to stare at how the hairpiece hangs crooked.
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Everything around you is a blurred mess of noise and light. Your head is pulled back to where you're staring up at the ceiling, unable to see any but. You'd sit up, but the big, strong hand on your stomach refuses to budge. More than that, your nether-regions are on fire.

You strain to lean up enough to actually see Nemuno in action. The blurriness in your eyes only lets you catch sight of the red cap she's got on, the white puffball swinging with every bob of her head. Noticing that you're looking now, she switches angles to look back. Now you can see every inch of you slipping through her lips, leaving a bulge in her cheek, every movement accompanied with a slurping noise that both entices you and drives you mad. She gives a muffled laugh before popping her lips off.

"Somethin' wrong, sweetie?" she asks with a toss of her silvery hair.

The lack of Nemuno's mouth around your length leaves a cold, lonely feeling downstairs. You look back up at the ceiling, suddenly unable to articulate much of anything. "No, I was just, um..."

"Ohhh, I getcha. Yer wantin' ta open yer other present early." She reaches up to grab you by your chin, wagging a finger at you. Her other hand caresses your stomach. "Didn'cher momma tell you ta appreciate what people give ya?"

"Well, yes, but that's not what--"

Without any warning, Nemuno shoves you up against the wall, leaving you sitting up partway. She licks her lips, giving your equipment an appreciative jerk, making you groan.

"Now, sit there an' watch ol' Nemuno work."
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>> No. 39327
>>38434
soapanon, any news?
>> No. 39359
>>39327
Not really. My main story hit a major rough patch that I've been trying to work through. Once that's dealt with, then I'll see to this story again.

Sorry.


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Humans, youkai of impure thoughts
Wouldn't you like to see something hot?

Come with us, prepare to rut
In our hamlet of Akibutt

This is Akibutt, this is Akibutt
Farmers jizz in the dead of night
This is Akibutt, everybody write the smut
Pound a hole til your partner cums and drains your nuts
In this ham' of Akibutt

I am the one who dreams of their breasts
Softer than a pillow, giving me a good rest

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As he came into the cervix
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her anus
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
So she ran into the bedroom
She was held down, it left the moon

Pache, are you ok?
So, Pache are you ok?
Are you ok, Pache?
Pache, are you ok?
So, Pache are you ok?
Are you ok, Pache?
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Not too much rhyming to boast about here, but since this board seems to lack a thread for lewd memes...
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Having announced her presence to Gensokyo, Okina felt that her work had been done, albeit a tad roughly no thanks to that miko. Either way, the success put her in a good enough mood that she started to feel like celebrating. However, the incident that she’d caused left Gensokyo’s seasons out of balance. In light of that fact, she decided it was best to wait. And wait she did, already unable to contain herself, for months and months.

The leaves were turning all sorts of browns and reds when she did emerge. Where she arrived, somewhere close to the mountain, a rowdy gathering of humans holding a some kind of party drew her attention. In the middle of the affair were two goddesses: Minoriko and Shizuha, as they introduced themselves. Immediately, the pair invited Okina to take part in their autumn celebration, which she did without a shred of restraint.

After the hidden goddess had danced, ate, and drank her fill, she talked with her hosts at length, telling them about her underlings and her exploits in the shadows. Unsurprisingly to Okina, the majority of her work was beyond their comprehension. As simple representatives of the season, she was able to grasp their existence with ease. Their lack of shrines and regular followers may have cast them as ragamuffins among gods, but Okina found them interesting enough.

“You wanna come back with us?” Minoriko asked as Okina was thinking of leaving. The celebrations had died down with the fading sunlight.

Though disappearing into the other side of Gensokyo would have been trivial for Okina, the offer intrigued her. She’d waited so long, and had such a good time with these two, that any more antics were welcome.

“Lead on!” she cheered.

The sisters shared a look, laughing and locking fingers. Their cheery mood infected Okina, who shared in their carrying on.

Together, the three of them skipped on to a clearing that the autumn goddesses called home. Their home itself could best be called a shack, humble but charming in its own way, and the view of the leaves surrounding was stunning. Okina quietly wished she could have a place just like it.
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The relevant starting point.

>>/shorts/2156

Actually, it's almost required. But it's not, since this can stand on its own. Why don't I state this for the first? Well, why should I, considering this?

====

Okay. So let's put this out there. If I'm actually there, then I'd have to force myself in a position. That's not okay for me. I also wonder if anyone enjoys it more if there's a man there. Flipping that around, if having only females diminishes the effect. But, there are examples, right? I'd have to look again. This is considering sex in the identifying sense. If a penis is involved on a female, then that falls into the category of conceptual male sex. Not that that's the same. And I only get one chance. Just like life only provides one chance to experience it. Unless, you know, you can go back in time. Technically, I can, but that's not the relevant conversation here. Lazy? I don't think so. I'm focusing down on the satisfaction of females only. That would be okay for me.

The tendrils of the flower crawls up Yuuka's leg, that counts as not okay.

“My.” Yuuka's leg slips from its grasp before it can slide any farther upwards. “A feisty little child, aren't you?”

Yeah. I think that'd be too boring. No substance, you know? At least, not for me right now. I should remain quiet to concentrate. As for Shinki standing in the distance...now I think that has some potential, right?
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A wild SATA has appeared! Sorry for the extremely long delay, too~

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“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. 38334
>>38332
She's a Goddess of Darkness (and enemy of Okina) masquerding as a fairy, based on Okina's dialogue in Cirno's EX stage.
>> No. 38335
>>38333
250 posts (on the main page it'd say "247 posts not show" or such); you're at 221 (222 with this post)

Also Sanae's been something of a mixed influence on the innocent fairy waifu.
>> No. 39323
>>38333
Any news, Cereal ATA?


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>>/gensokyo/15086
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Tears that fell as the human manipulates her own death. The resolution becoming reality as the youkai creates the boundary. And the beauty sprouting from death as the tree expresses its nature.

Back then, there was no form to be taken. But that did not mean it couldn't be formed, did it? That was how that woman made it for me. It was:

To she who bears witness to death,
when the Saigyou Ayakashi reaches full bloom,
and the boundary between this world and the next are divided,
her soul shall obtain peace in Hakugyokurou,
sealing the Saigyou Ayakashi’s petals,
and create the barrier that halts its bloom.

In the formless space of the sealed boundary, this is the “barrier” she created.

“Isn't that right?”

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Tags: Yuugi, Sakuya, Masochism, Sadism, Knifeplay, Bloodplay

With a crack, the red-skinned oni's face snaps backwards as a massive, muscled arm smashes a fist into it; the rest of his body soon follows, hurtling through the air and tumbling along the ground several dozen yards to crash against the wall of a nearby building, leaving cracks upon it as he lays there unconscious. A girl of silver, braided hair, clad in maid uniform, stoops to observe the unconscious oni suddenly blocking her path. Yuugi, meanwhile, sighs and dusts off her knuckles as the ring of spectators cheer and an energetic male voice nearby calls out, “And that's twenty nine in a row! Even three on one, the Oni of Oni cannot be stopped! Will anyone even come forth to challenge her after that one?!” Yuugi takes the large gourd of sake in her other hand and upends it, pouring copious amounts of alcohol straight down her throat. She mutters to herself, “Goddamn weaklings. Shit's fuckin' boring.” She hasn't had a good scrap in who knows how long, and this little fight club didn't help.

Looking around the crowd, it seemed the announcer was right; no one else wanted to step forward this evening, they'd gotten their fun. There was, however, the maid clinically examining the guy who'd been knocked unconscious upon her path. That silver, it was familiar... ah, yes, wasn't that the head maid of that vampire mansion? Actually, hold on. She was supposed to be lighting quick. Maybe if Yuugi actually had to work to punch someone... As Sakuya stood up, no longer enamored by the effects of Yuugi's blow upon the man, the large oni called out, “Oi! Dog of the Scarlet Devil, was it?”

Sakuya hardly had the time to take a single stride before freezing once more, turning to regard Yuugi through the gap in the audience. “Do you require something from me?” she asks, rather coldly. “I'm on important business for the Mistress, so if it's nothing urgent-”

“Come into the ring,” Yuugi all but demanded, polishing off her drink. “You're damn fast, right? I need someone I can't hit so easy. Why don't we go for a while? You
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>>38311
“A lovely job,” the maid compliments her newfound pincushion with an earned sincerity. “I do believe I'll be needing to thank that mind-reader.”

“I can...” The oni hesitates, voice shaking from the still-embedded knife, and from an uncharacteristic uncertainty. “I can still come with you to the mansion, right? Since I did well?” The needy sheen in her eyes when she glances upon Sakuya is just delightful, legitimate concern that more of this might not come showing plainly.

A pause to soak in the shrinking confidence that a 'yes' is coming is warranted; moreover, it's blissful, to see Yuugi await a verdict like a heaping helping of jiggling jello as Sakuya recomports herself into a mask of thought. Still, Sakuya wants this as much as the oni, and she does not let the moment hang overlong before nodding slowly. “Yes, yes you may.”

The oni's first and immediate reaction to the news, as unsurprising as it is, is prostration; she casts herself upon the ground to offer thanks. Her second is to let out a not inconsiderable scream when this aggravates the knife left within. Through her wincing, however, in her pained voice, she speaks, “Thank you. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. I'm yours. Please, use me.” Beyond the strain from pain, however, there's one more note to the oni's voice. Along with the way her muscled legs roll together, it's not difficult at all to place.

“You will, you are, and I will.” Sakuya answers each statement in turn as she approaches once more. “Lift yourself again.” Yuugi does so unquestioningly, and does not vocalize how close she is to her own climax, perhaps out of some sense of subservience. It's actually rather cute to watch. But she's so close, it would be a shame to not get her the rest of the way. “Taste yourself,” comes the next order, knife finally leaving its new home. It drips blood steadily, little droplets splashing upon the ground as it waits within tongue's reach of the oni. That tongue traces along the flat, cleaning it of the coat
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