>>9894 >spelling out the obvious again >mentions autism yeah, that checks out >you're tone policing. no shit sherlock. I didn't like the tone, which is why I complained.

It's late at night in the woods. You see see a shadow of an unknown figure. Do you wish for them to be a human woman or a bear girl?

>>10017 >human woman >ugly >entitled >hates you and your presence >wants all your money >will probably accuse you of rape >bear girl >cute >cuddly >LOVES hugs >not interested in material things >will probably rape you

>be a teenager going through puberty >playing your standard shootan game >suddenly ghost girl sex and preggo aftermath Who else had to jerk off after FEAR 2's ending?

>>10020 You also get a bunch of those sweet social credit points if you impregnate a panda girl

>>9930 >>10012 Forgot to add, also check out https://mangadex.org/title/a990e445-7a43-454b-a062-ab34492f1308/negai-wo-kanaete-moraou-to-akuma-wo-shoukan-shitakedo-kawaikattanode-kekkonshimashita-akuma-no for some more onee-succ. At least this one got more chapters translated

>>9964 A few years ago, there was a tag trending on jap twitter/pixiv with the before and after of witches who picked up abandoned children, with the witches often being nonhumans. https://mangadex.org/title/4f68cbf4-60ee-47d7-925e-8c7c86385037/let-s-meet-at-the-witches-gathering While most were short oneshots, some artists decided to make their stories go on for a while longer like the last example here.

>>10018 Wow, didn't think anyone else remembered this! I'll second this, but pics here are representative, a lot of gags and ara ara, though for Legra art I'm fine with that. In the vein of >>9964 there's also "Seriously Dating a Succubus", which to be fair has all the usual pure teen romance tropes to drag things out, but she's cute and I had a good laugh at this panel and then her demon parents being like "nah, you should fuck". https://mangadex.org/title/6a0ecbba-c8d5-4d1e-ab08-c24f303cc80a/seriously-dating-a-succubus

Elf lolibaba mommy https://anchira.to/g/13486/d7761693c48c

>>10026 >lolibaba >pubic hair A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one

>>10028 Mandatory sex ed with your government-assigned fox wife

>>10022 New translated oyome-chan chapter should be dropping soon(tm). We have a new guy helping with the editing now so releases should be happening a lot more consistently going forward assuming he doesn't flake.

>>10030 >We have a new guy helping with the editing huh, are you in some kind of translation team for batta stuff?

>>10031 I'm one of the translators for the fan translation of Oyome-chan. I've never worked on any of his other works.

>>10032 Neat, mini-comic was one of the first foxy things I came across and now I gotta catch up with the main series.

>>9998 Impressive. I hope he manages to wrangle his autism in the future, he's got a good thing going on.

>>9960 Loli, Rape, Hypnosis, any controversial tags. DLSite "censored" them to things like Petite, R(and Reverse R), etc. to try to comply with their terms. Visa and Mastercard said "no, delete half your site's content". DLSite obviously said "fuck off retards". Sooo no Visa or Mastercard for the foreseeable future. Better than it getting nuked like PHub was way back when.

>>9998 True, but I guess he just feels that it's not living up to his past sale standards. Kind of a "why bother putting in all the work if I'm only going to get half the revenue from now on". I get that, at the very least. I honestly think he should just do what Kagura does and make R18 patches and sell all-ages versions on Steam so the approval process doesn't cuck him.

>>10021 >what lack of dick does to a woman

hit me with your best pic titles, been a while since I've seen a title thread on any monstergirl board >>10004 LMAO indeed, my problem with MGE and MGQ purists in a nutshell

>>10009 Last pic should read "Setouchi is the Japanese Chuck Tingle", noticed that long pic titles get totally cut if there's 4 of 'em

>>10010 Works on my machine, just opening the picture and hovering over the filename shows the full title.

>>10009 >>10010 Also confirming it here. Also >can foxes be housebroken Well not with THAT attitude!

>>9819, >>9822, >>9863 After enjoying the end of the festivities and taking a looong rest, Matreo and Johann reconvene the next morning to deliberate on a destination. You agree to split up, covering more ground. The girls are impressed by this, taking it as a sign of confidence, but Vito is less enthusiastic. Rummaging through an old sea chest, he produces two scrolls and two pearls, handing a pair to both of you. >"Boys, it's good to be bold, but the line between bold and foolhardy is thin. These're a gift from m'last captain, a magic of sending bound to them. Hold the pearl in the center of the rune circle and speak a message, as the scroll crumbles its dust'll fly to its partner, carrying your words fast as the southern wind." That settles, Matreo handles the further trade. The games are a hit with the younger catgirls and you secure not just paints and provisions, but critical supplies that come up during discussion. >First, cloaks of the runthr, whose dark leathery hide has a thin layer of fur to hold heat in the mountain cold >Second, a grappling hook and a pair of spike-stirrups for each of you, who lack claws for climbing >Last, since Iri was fascinated by Johann's gun demonstration, she gets you each one of her latest masterpieces, a blindstick. It uses burnable tree sap to keep a strip of flaremetal dry. A few seconds after lighting the metal ignites like a miniature sun before vanishing, particularly painful to dark elves. Johann gets an extra one >Matreo, however, gets a sealed wine vase to either use or keep as a trade good with the harpies, who favor it Trade concluded, you separately head off. <End of joint section Matreo makes good time with Kara, who proceeds with efficient caution, winding though the overgrowth on light feed, halting to avoid scuttling centipedes and probing for quicksand with her spear. Her ears rarely rest either, flicking to focus on each new sound, and you find the whole performance intriguing enough that you're content to follow in silence. Only when she stops to skewer a handful of fish for dinner, scattering the others so you can safely wade across the stream, do you have a chance to really talk. Your intuition that these survival skills are her catnip proves correct. She'd interested in your own repertoire of traps and hunting tricks in particular, explaining her view that every risk can be turned to advantage. Quicksand, once known, is a fatal trap for a large beast chasing you, while the piranha fish she caught are deadly to the unsuspecting, but delicious if you nab them safely from land. Seeing her guard lower you decide to probe a little more. >"And what about the advantages of that ruined shrine you wanted to visit?" "That's...personal." >"Try me. Because it seems like there are plenty of risks." [Silver Tongue] + natural 20!! For a moment she looks conflicted, but then, looking as if to confirm that you to are alone, she confesses. "You heard that I'm the daughter of the last prophet. I even have the white fur that marks our line! But no matter how I tried, I've never been able to hear the voice of the Goddess. Our way is to speak to her in our dreams, but instead when I can see anything, it's nightmares, a horrible, twisted forest that devours us one by one like mice. But that's not a solution! If I tell the tribe all it will do is sow fear. So I thought-" >"Don't. Thinking like that just leads to blame for things you can't control. But, if you stick with me, me and my partner are angling to visit the Goddess in her main temple, part of why we need help from the Harpies."

>>9865, >>9977 >see the common intro in the first part of >> Johann's trip with Iri and Yul also starts swift, but the similarity ends there. Instead of silence, you're treated to a rousing discourse on whatever topic Iri lands on. Mercifully, she's quite the sensitive host despite her vigor, steering toward new topics before it gets frustrating. Given your interests and her sometimes-successful attempts to pull in Yul you end up hearing a good deal about jaguar ambush tactics and poisons, while on your part talking of smelting and saltpeter, all the parts of human industry that seem absent here. On a lark you question her about it. >"Surely if no one else then your father must have suggested some of these techniques?" "Rrrh! Of course, but they don't listen! It's all about 'keeping tradition', until suddenly they want the benefits." >"You could always go ahead without them." To your surprise it's Yul who cuts in to answer. "There are many bonds we do not choose, but can't afford to break. The old ways are often a map of how to avoid death, like how the milkroot will blind you if not skinned, ground, and buried for a fortnight before being drunk. So we compromise." There's a longing in her tone that makes even Iri go quiet for a time. You note how Iri implicitly trusts Yul to chart a path, though like you she scans the horizon in between rounds of talk. In afternoon you emerge from the woods as the elevation rises. The ground grows treacherous and rocky, and brush and smaller trees keep visibility low enough to be dangerous. Yul signals a stop, and Iri climbs to scout as a matter of habit while Yul prepares a meal from several fruits and some dried meat. You eat quickly together, Johann feeling a sense of unease ([Snuggle Struggler]). A moment Iri drops from the trees and confirms your fears. "It's them." She slowly climbs back to her perch, and donning your new cloak you go to ground, rifle drawn. In another moment you see what she did, a dark-cloaked figure with broad pointy ears. Yul looks to you and shakes her head, drawing a blowgun. One and then another filters through the brush until six in all are visible. Closer. Closer. A dart streaks from the trees and strikes one on the side. Wasting no time you take aim at the closes and fire, Yul doing the same. All turn towards the sound of your flintlock, and your target falls in pain before the shock wears off and others dive for cover. Their response is quick, professional, a volley of arrows that would surely hit had you been kneeling to fire like they are. More impressive is their agility, on the move as soon as the arrows pass, and only your long training allows you keep some awareness as you reload. The rustle of leaves and the snapping of branches lets you know they're coming up on both sides, but not well enough to shoot blind. They, meanwhile, are shooting as they're able, not at you but at Yul who dashed into the brush spear in hand. You hear another cry ahead. Then, silence. At length Yul returns, several shallow cuts on her arms and legs but nothing that seems serious. Iri joins from above. "Looks like they're gone." Yul shakes her head. "They'll be back. I saw one aiding the one we shot, so they know we have a man with us." A brief discussion later you agree that direct pursuit is too dangerous. They act like soldiers, not the rabble you've often encountered on the high seas, and their accuracy means you could easily be on the receiving end of an ambush like this one. Most likely they'll seek revenge tonight when they have the advantage. The real question is whether they have reinforcements, and Yul seeks your opinion: <Yul is confident she and Iri could pursue more safely in the trees right now, if you feel you can hold your own <Iri can run and bring back her tribe-sisters by early night, but in those first deadly hours it would be you and Yul <Else the moderate approach is the default: set up a layered defense in the hours before dusk, Yul on the perimeter Unless you go full aggro with the first option, you can also pick a downtime topic with whichever girl stays nearby.

>>9977 >I mostly let the dice fall where they may, and this past weekend they've been crazy for every single post. I half-expected Matreo to end up captured but the counterattacks in the back half were 18,19,15 on a d20. For you, I'll combine the full writeup of the below results and your final choice next time. In short, what happens is >[Always Ready] and an impassioned speech have improved the attitudes of both girls. However, this only further convinces the Lamia, who belatedly introduces herself as Lysandra, of how wonderful you are, and through a combination of momentary inspiration and chronic low self esteem she says no one else would take her and so pledges to join your party as a concubine. Going on before you can get a word in, she offers a ferry across T12 if you can go to the sea cave here and persuade her friend who's "a little eccentric". <Go to the sea cave or keep on another route (specify which)? And having gotten into this mess, how do you spend personal time? You can pick two since there's not much travel this turn. <With Astra, talk about the shrine since that's the ultimate goal. Can also do smalltalk here to get to know her more. <With Astra, see if there's even a small chance she'll warm up to the concubine angle <With Lysandra, try to get info on the sea cave and her friend <With both, try to ease tension and get Astra to help Lys's makeover (especially if Astra gives concubines a hard no, getting Lys a man faster means more one-on-one sexy time with Astra).

>>9986 >>"Surely if no one else then your father must have suggested some of these techniques?" >"Rrrh! Of course, but they don't listen! It's all about 'keeping tradition', until suddenly they want the benefits." >"You could always go ahead without them." >To your surprise it's Yul who cuts in to answer. "There are many bonds we do not choose, but can't afford to break. The old ways are often a map of how to avoid death, like how the milkroot will blind you if not skinned, ground, and buried for a fortnight before being drunk. So we compromise." Holy shit bro, this writing is some high level, damn. Dunno if you're using something as a base or whatnot, but its really good. As for the game... I choose: <Iri can run and bring back her tribe-sisters by early night, but in those first deadly hours it would be you and Yul Being alone while these 2 try some attack seems super stupid. Setting up a defense is a bit smarter, but somewhat risky, the cats might also want to know there's elves right there next to their village, so sending one of the girls to get reinforcements and inform the village seems the best option. I don't start any conversation, now we have to be as focused as possible. I'll look at Yul's body, looking for injuries or anything that might warrant treatment, but that's it. I'll prepare more ammunition and explain to Yul the basics of using the rifle, in case something happens to me.

>>9985 <Fuck the catgirl <Fuck the catgirl <Fuck the catgirl Yeah, my willpower ain't made of iron. We popping a cherry or two tonight, boys. Once I've calmed down, I want to hold the manticore(?) for questioning. >Why did she attack us? >Why was she holding back? >Who is she with? >What does she know about the dark elves? >What does she have to do with the Immanent Shrine? You know, I wonder how much venom(?) these barbs retain after the initial attack. I want to slightly prick my finger and check if there's any effect. And if so, I wonder if our assailant over here is immune to her own weapon. They could also serve as a potential tool against those knife-ears. If we can still move, I want to keep going towards Q20. I want to spend my personal time helping tend to Kara's wounds since she got the worst of it in the brawl. >>9994 Agreed, this has been a pretty enjoyable experience so far.

>>9473 >It was a hot, stormy day of the last few days of spring >With the heavy clouds completely covering the sunlight, it was hard to believe it was still early evening >The sound of raindrops and thunder felt oddly relaxing inside the lantern-lit room of the tavern <"You're earlier than usual." >"Hard to get much done at the observatory during downpours like this." >The innkeeper was an elegant lady called Maia. She looked like she was somewhere in her late 20s and had her long black hair tied into a bun >We were the only two in the room. Usually, the pub area would be filled around this time, but with the raging storm outside, not even the barmaids could come today >We met a couple of years ago over a shared hobby and grew to be friends, and were close enough we could drop all the formalities when no one else was around >We chatted and drank the night away, but the tempest wouldn't let up >Before long, the conversation started to take on some more serious tones <"Every day you sit alone in that tower looking at the stars, don't you ever stop and think at what's in front of you?" >"Certainly, the recent passing of Comet Grefenberger really excited the academics, and it's influence on purple hailstorms has been noted but is yet to be fully studied." >She gives me a blank stare >Of course I knew she meant what she said quite literally, but I didn't want to commit to a relationship when a breakthough in astronomancy seemed so close at hand >But at the same time I didn't want to outright reject her and potentially ruin what we currently have, not that I was opposed to the idea of dating her <"I've been thinking a lot about the future lately. When I finally got the inn running, I believed my life's goal had been achieved, but lately I started craving for something more.

>>9981 >The storm raged on. With the strong winds and the streets completely dark, going home at this hour seemed way too risky. >Maia offered me to stay in one of the inn's rooms free of charge. I wanted to pay her like any other customer, but she insisted >Even though sleep came in no time, I woke up in the middle of night drenched in cold sweat >I felt like there were eyes in every corner of the room watching me >Out of breath and dizzy from the hangover, I got up and tried to open the door of my room >The door looked almost like it was stuck on something as I fumbled over in my panic, but it opened >I stumbled into the corridor and took deep breaths while supporting my body on the wall. My vision was used to the darkness so walking through the inn shouldn't pose an issue >Deciding that literally anywhere else would be better than my guest room for now, I start making my way back into the bar >As I turn, I see Maia down the hallway >She was in her nightgown, carrying a lantern. Illuminated only by the light of the fire, she looked so much more vulnerable without her uniform or her everyday clothes <"Hey. Couldn't sleep either, huh." >"I need to use the bathroom." I wasn't lying, but was still less embarassing than admitting I had a panic attack in her establishment for no apparent reason <"Must be the alcohol." She smiled. "I'm going back to my room. Have a good night." >I bid her good night and went on my way. >I sit alone in the main hall for a while, listening to the heavy rain outside and thinking about our earlier conversation, and what I wanted for my own future >The rest of the night went by without incidents. When I went back to my bedroom, everything seemed normal again, but it still took me some time to stop feeling so anxious and get back to sleep

>>9982 >The observatory sit alone on top of a hill in the outskirts of the city walls, away from all the lamp lights of the town >The closest building was Maia's inn at the base of the hill >At this hour, the only other people awake must have been the lamplighters and night sentries >Inside, the observatory was only illuminated by a single small candle. Too much light could obfuscate the celestial bodies in the sky >Thankfully, the comet was still very clear up there, an unmistakeable bright blue glow against the night sky >As I noted down my findings, suddenly I felt a shiver run down my spine >That strange feeling of being watched again >I kept looking back, but only the umbra inside the tower was there to greet me >Focusing on my work had just gotten way harder >It was then that I saw it >In front of me, in the glass window, there was a blue glow >But darker in its shade, and it wasn't up there besides the clouds and the stars, but a reflection looking back at me on the lower part of the window >I felt my heart jump to my throat as I tried to get up when a pair of arms reached out and pulled me into the shadows >There was a hand covering my mouth and I could feel the sharp nails pressing against my cheeks >Multiple limbs wrapped around my torso and over my shoulder >I could feel my back being pressed against the thing's body as the encirclement finished

>>9983 >It's been a few months since then >The comet was long gone and things have mostly gone back to normal at my workplace >That night, my one saving grace was when I realized that had she really intended on eating me, there was no shortage of opportunities in the past for her to have done it >Of course, there was a real chance she was simply playing with her prey, but it was still my only lifeline >Having calmed down upon that realization, we clarified things with each other >I properly conveyed how I felt about her, and how I didn't want to make her feel neglected right after we'd start going out because I was prioritizing my career >She, on the other hand, was beginning to get suspicious as to why I hadn't made any move yet and wanted to check if I had someone else already >Or as she casually mentioned the other day, had she found I lied or somehow tricked her, she said she would've either "drained me up" or "bind me in the space between the ground and the fog" >I never dared to ask her to elaborate >In the end, we both agreed to give dating a serious try two weeks later >We parted that night on an embrace. I could see her spider legs starting to surround me again as we hugged >I was startled when she bit me between the shoulder and the neck, the pain was such I had to bite my own lip to stifle a scream >As we pulled away from each other, she had a smug look on her face before she jumped back into my arms for a kiss >The tip of her spider legs began digging into my back with so much force I had to stifle another scream >I could swear I felt something dripping down my back, but luckily when I checked, they didn't leave any scars >The same couldn't be said of the bite mark. When I confronted her, all she had to say was "that is its purpose", before she laughed again

>>9981 >>9982 >>9983 >>9984 >>9984 Very good, there's the slice of life feel to it since it didn't go too hard on femdom, but still had that monster girl/yokai weirdness we all love.

>>8651 aaah, serval-chan....

My stupid cat keeps jumping on top of me and waking me up in the middle of the night

>>8751 A responsible owner helps their pet with "those" issues

I want to impregnate Y'shtola, societal taboos be damned. The whole world should know that the one thing, the WoL couldn't beat, was his own desire to turn his family tree into a tribe of catgirls. It hurts so much that there aren't romance arcs in XIV.

>>9907 Patrician taste. Go and live the dream.