>>103702 Whoops, meant to post this as the second pic.

new Hackazawa RED https://exhentai.org/g/3912180/ff4357c948/

>>89984 Kino Took me a while to realize, but she actually is the same Mama from the earlier releases. I think I'm starting to like her more than Milk, especially since she is the primary example, that not every succ will inevitably dryfish or eat you.

>>90088 Been a feast lately for friendlier monstergirls, Croriin's slimegirl one just got a TL at https://e-hentai.org/g/3918501/0fdd33da19/, and I think the group doing lbl's lolibaba kitsune caught up with the Japanese.

>>90252 I feel bad for the fella who commissioned that translation when there was already an official one out that's both higher quality and uncensored.

ishuzoku reviewers volume 11 Chapters 79–86 April 28, 2026

>>68016 how do we stop cows from kidnapping boys or forcing men to drink shota-fying potions?

cowgirls are top 3 monster girls imo

>>103752 Oh nyo, anything but that. And then i'll come back with an abyssal harem just to remind her that she's a lizard AND virgin.

>>103757 Not a virgin anymore since she met me.

>>103716 >seek out their ancestral spawning grounds which just so happens to be next to the grounds for a weeklong music festival that also just happens to start during their breeding season.

Lemme tell ya men, I'm sick of these foreigners. This stinking Hakutaku, she moves into my town the other day, comes up to my door knocking... says her funny ching chong name introducing herself as my new neighbor and that she moved here in hopes of "bridging east and west"... Stinking eastern monsters, bringing their stinking rice and egg foods and soggy noodles, and their stinking tea and their stinking board games with funny symbols that make no sense, and their funny paper doors and their stinking big tits and revealing eastern attires... I tell her, look lady, here in the West, we like Western culture and not Eastern drivel. We like BEER, and INDIVIDUALISM and not collectivism, and we like our EAGLE FLAGS and not silly dragon flags and red flags with hammers and sickles on them, and we like GOD, and KING and COUNTRY, and we like our women wearing SUN DRESSES, and we like SAUSAGE made with beef and turkey served with gravy and cabbage, because that's a REAL meal. I tell her if she thinks she can convert me to her stinking eastern culture, she can think again. She just nodded and left silently. Tell me I was wrong! I stood my ground against that consternating foreigner invader. I am right.

Trumpart for President!

>>101455 You haven't noticed that you're being bullied by a bunch of alps into compliance with their private visions on what art should be. You probably should just check the quality of some other MG art and 'gnore the complaints.

Shroomgirl idle. Although it looks more like they're partying.

>>101738 I will party with them (her?).

>>101738 Be careful what you breathe in

>>102050 Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Werewolves might pretend otherwise, but deeply they yearn to be domesticated.

>>101885 its best if they resist a little. those that approaches you, collar in mouth are ironically a lot more... assertive.

Humans might pretend to be tough and domineering, but in the end, all of them want to be domesticated by a strong, independent wolf lady.

>>101912 Keep dreaming, Ms Werewolf. We all know you wag your tail whenever someone says "belly rubs" in earshot.

>>101912 The guy below you will be domesticated by an anubis just alright. And I'll take, like, eight hellhounds.

>>102646 They become sex, breeder of worlds

>>102644 You forgot that they can also turn into satyros if you give them enough wine. Baphomets are basically the Evee of the MGE.

>>102582 >Didn't know they could have tiger ears and tails lets call em rakshasa

>>102652 I want a crab to juggle me with their pincers.

>>97777 Something's going to get stuffed, and it's not the pillows.

this turkey is in need of stuffing

>>98355 Looks familiar. What character is this?

>>101395 Dodo from Black Souls

>>101398 Reminds me i should get around to playing BS2.

>>92783 “We can always get wings another time, they’re not going to sell out on the first day.” you say, and point over at the street taco stand. “Y’ever had a torta?” you then ask, glancing between Morgan and Rochelle. The bugs shake their heads, which brings a smile to your face. “Well, if they’re anything like the ones Ben’s mom makes, you’re in for a treat!” Glancing over at Ty and Kori, you gesture towards the taco stand. “How about you two, down for some tortas?” “Maybe later, that gyro stand looks too good to ignore.” the short girl says, pulling her tall companion in that direction. “We’ll meetcha back here after grub!” she finishes with a short wave. Ty shrugs and grins, the couple splitting off towards the greek-themed food truck, as you bring the girls over to the short line outside the taco stand. As you draw closer, you see Tsuki standing off to the side of the line, her front legs tapping the ground in an erratic but soft manner. Her gaze seems glued to the service window, most likely waiting for whatever meal she ordered. https://youtu.be/RGX-C6-q10g?si=DUcHJatCtJl2-iAZ At the head of the line was a very short blonde girl, her skin the color of a ripe lime, with a pair of stubby black horns peeking out from under her bangs. You assumed she must be a goblin, or something along those lines. She was wearing a black leather vest that was at least a size or two too large, with a big patch on the back that was half ripped loose and folded over. “...ix tacosh with e’rrything, annnnnd… a couple popsh…” the green girl drawls out in a surprisingly husky voice, swaying side to side on her feet as she slaps a few bills onto the counter. Damn, she was definitely sloshed. The vendor at the register, a tanned cat girl with bronze and black spotted fur, turns and yells something over her shoulder that sounds vaguely Spanish. At the same time, the drunk goblin does a wobbly turn, facing Tsuki. “Hey, Shkittersh!” she yells out, startling the yellow spider and making her clink the Coke bottles in her hand together. She must have jumped at least a foot or two in the air, you mused. “Ya work at oneuhth’ clothesshtands, right? Do y’all do leatha’ repairsh? I tore m’patch gettin’ a trailah shet up.” she continues slurring, stepping away from the line and closer to Tsuki, stumbling as she turns to show off the torn patch. The pair behind her, a pale ginger-haired woman in a desert camo shirt and shorts, with a magenta-hued slime quite literally hanging off of her like a backpack, stepped up to order next. “Um, y-yes! I’ve worked a little with leather before!” the spider begins, going from startled to chipper in a flash as she looks over the torn patch. “It shouldn’t be too hard to stitch that back… up…” she starts, trailing off as her eyes flick up, and make contact with yours. You give her a polite smile, resulting in a strong blush forming on Tsuki’s face. An imperceptible murmur passes her lips, her eyes frantically darting left and right, before rolling back. She teeters in place for a moment, eventually slumping against the stand. The glass soda bottles fall from her hand onto the ground with a soft thud, still thankfully sealed. Huh, you never expected to see a spider actually faint, but, you guess there’s a first for everything. “Heeeey! What th’hell, man?!” the green girl slurs out, looking back-and-forth over her shoulder at Tsuki, then at you. “Why’dya haffta’ go and knock’er out?!” she spits, gritting her teeth. You feel Morgan and Rochelle bristle on either side of you, and you placatingly raise your hands. “Whoa whoa, hold on! I didn’t do that on purpose!” you explain. “All I did was smile, how was I supposed to know she’d pass out?” The goblin’s eyes narrow, dancing between you and the bugs. She shifts from side to side on her feet, nearly falling over at one point, and lets out a huff.

>>99491 https://youtu.be/pCjNEAsAm8o?si=O3Zf0Z7mc6hZJQcb Oooookay Anon, weeeee should go. The medic staff have eeeeeverything handled.” Rochelle announces, grabbing your upper arm firmly. Fluttering behind her on gossamer wings was a fairy, roughly about a foot tall, wearing a revealing low-cut red and white one-piece swimsuit, with a nurse’s cap atop her lilac hair-bun. The whole look gave you the impression of something like a Baywatch Barbie doll. Under one of her arms was a black vial, most likely some kind of smelling salt. The fairy nurse immediately brought the vial to the stand’s serving counter, standing it upright. You saw her pull the absolute tiniest clothes clip from out of her cleavage, and clasped it over her nose, before beginning to spin the lid of the vial off. “Yeah, it might not be a good idea if I stuck around, I’m sure the last thing the medic wants is to have her patient faint again, right after waking her up.” you quip. Near the fairy, you see the spotted cat working the stand set your foil-wrapped tortas down by your unopened Cokes. Perfect timing! Morgan lets go of your hands, first passing you the sodas, then grabbing the cardboard basket holding your food. The cold glass bottles felt soothing in your itchy hands, but not as well as when the fly held them. “Suuuuure, yeah, let’s gooooo with that, and go. Noooow.” Rochelle insists, starting to turn you away from the spider, back towards the main path. Perplexed, you let her take the lead, as the mosquito practically starts to drag you away. “It was niiiiice meeting ya’, Molly! We gotta paaaaarty laaaater!” you hear Morgan shout, the goblin yelling something friendly sounding but incomprehensible back. The fly quickly caught up to your other side, her antennae resuming her tapping pattern on your arm. “What’s got you in such a hurry?” you ask Rochelle. She was pulling you towards Ty and Kori, who you saw were just arriving at your meeting spot, with a partially sauce-stained paper bag in the short woman’s arms. “The staff sent twoooooo medics and a security guard out. The fairy was juuuussst the first medic. You doooon’t want to meet the oooother one.” she replies. You hear what sounds like an ATV engine approaching the area, and try to turn to look, only to have the mosquito stop you. “Noooope. Keeeeep moving.” she says, her pace picking up. “Seriously, that’s it? What’s the problem with this other medic?” you ask, curiosity getting the better of you. “Are we avoiding dealing with some hard ass or a massive bitch, or what?” you add. Rochelle shakes her head.

>>99491 >>99492 Go figure, I forgot to toss my name on the two posts. Oh well, at least the update's finally live. I tried to make this entry a bit shorter, but I didn't really like the flow, and ended up doubling the size of it!

>>99491 >>99492 That's a lot of happenings. I can't even remember the last time I saw anyone reference a parasite slime (I think it's a parasite slime?) and I feel bad for poor Tsuki. What a bundle of nerves. Cilantro got mentioned. I guess Ty doesn't like it? That might cause friction if we want to use that in something. There's two things that stuck out to me, the itching and the bandana. There's been a paisley bandana mentioned before >>28408 but it was obviously a different color and on a different girl. There's something going on here. The itching is Rochelle's fault if I read that correctly? So the bandana mystery is the big thing here. Well, that and the choice. Personally I don't know if all these people would really take the vision as seriously as a fortue teller attuned to all that supernatural stuff would, and trying to talk about it with them would probably just get dismissed as crazy talk/being drunk/being high, so probably just keep it between Mara and us for now? So 2

>>100946 >Personally I don't know if all these people would really take the vision as seriously as a fortue teller At this moment, it should only be Mara, Anon, Morgan, and Rochelle at camp, if that makes any difference. I don't want to say too much else, but: >The itching is Rochelle's fault if I read that correctly? She is a mosquito, after all! There could possibly be a bit more that's going on there, though...

Silly glutton Episode 11 translation never ever

Thread's been pretty quiet recently. Hope you all are too busy "feeding" your demon wives and didn't just end up as dryfish somewhere.