/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>22463185
He samefagged and forgot to remove his trip

>>19186989
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

>>19185853
Am I annoying you guys?
I'll stop if you want.

>>19185661
The tale of Puffy
>Puffy had grown to love her life in the woods after discovering there were many fruit trees further in.
>She ate of them greedily and grew even plumper than before.
>Not wanting for food, she gathered as much as she could and traded it with the passing merchants for among other things, whole holstaur milk making her even curvier and voluptuous than one could ever imagine possible.
>She even found wild grapes and cultivated them into wine which she too traded until becoming vastly rich, and turning her stick house into a stick mansion.
>An entire mansion made out of sticks.
>STICKS.
>She became known as the wild forest dwelling drunk and partied every night away in lovely splendor.
>That is until a big burly wolf showed up at her door with a pig tied up and flung over his shoulder.
>"Sis! Run away while you can!" Stuffy cried.
>Drunk, Puffy instead invited the wolf in for a drink.
>The wolf was happy to agree.
>She poured him glass after glass of the most fantastic wine. Eventually 5 glasses transformed into 20 and those turned into 40 until at last the wolf was rowdily intoxicated.
>"You sure look tasty" said the wolf.
>Puffy, more than flattered said, I'd be happy to give you a taste~ and spread her gorgeous thighs for the wolf.
>"Awoooooo" The wolf howled and pounced onto Puffy.
>He huffed
>He puffed
>He blew his load inside her. Having at last been satisfied, the wolf fell asleep.
>Puffy, ever the craftiest of the three sisters then dragged the sleeping wolf out of her house and punted him into the cold.
>She then locked the door.
>Once she had untied Stuffy she contacted the authorities and went to bed with Stuffy.
>The next morning, the wolf awoke in a jail cell.
>Angered, he kicked open the iron bars and raped the young kobold standing guard before making his escape.
>He made his way back to the forest and trudged up to the door.
>He slammed his fist against the wood, barking, "LITTLE PIGS LITTLE PIGS! LET ME IN!"
>Puffy already drunk as usual opened the window of her second floor, and called down, "Not *hic* by the hear of ar stecky slutty slits!~"
>She then threw out an empty wine bottle aimed squarely at his forehead and cracked his skull with a KACK!
>Rubbing his injury, the wolf roared in rage.
>"Why I outta-"
>Once again he was stumped he had been outsmarted and seduced by those delicious little pigs. He stroked his beard and wandered off into the forest.
>He found a stump and sat down pondering how he'd get to eat them. Clearly he had to step up his romantic gestures if he was going to get at those fat thighs again.
>He sat and thought then he thought some more.
>Then once again, the eldritch light bulb zapped into existence over his head.
>"You must show them the depths of your burning love." the light bulb spoke.
>The wolf sat a moment before-
>running away screaming into the forest.
>It was in the heat of the moment when the wolf had a brilliant idea.
>"I'll burn the house down!" he howled with a snap of his fingers.
>He went back to the mansion and grabbed the empty wine bottle and went back to town where he purchased some gasoline. He poured the gasoline into the wine bottle and stuffed a rag into the hole.
>He raced back to the manor and having acquired a lighter, lit the rag on fire and called out to the pigs.
>"LITTLE PIGS LITTLE PIGS! LET ME IN!"
>"I already told you, you big dumb wolf! Not by the hair of our sticky slutty slits!" Puffy crowed and threw another empty wine bottle at the wolf.
>The wolf deftly dodged the bottle and glared at the now vacant window.
>"Eh suit yourself." the wolf sighed and lit a fire under their fat asses.
>Puffy and Stuffy laughed as they began to drink more wine.
>Suddenly Puffy sniffed.
>"Hey sis, do you smell bacon?"
>"I don't really smell anything because of my nose." she snuffled.
>Puffy sniffed again, "Well something's frying and it smells really good."
>"Aw I'm jealous." Snuffy buied.
>They went back to drinking and then Puffy felt a strange burning on her posterior.
>She looked down to notice her tail was on fire.
>"Odd." she said, and took another sip of wi-
>PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
>"Oh god I'm on fire, help!" Puffy cried dropping to the ground and rolling about like a lunatic. Snuffy ran to get some water only to open the door and find the entire house was on fire.
>They began to panic as the fire spread throughout their bedroom, at first running around in cricles and as the fire crept closer, Stuffy found her courage and dragged her drunken sister through the burning house.
>They flung themselves out the front door and made it out just in time as the stick manor collapsed into a burning heap.
>"My house!" Puffy cried out only to tremble with fear as she heard foot steps approaching from behind.
>The wolf stood grinning with a fully raised "claw" ready to slash them apart.

I should really go to bed, but I want to finish this damn story first.

>>19185661
be back in a bit, smoke break.

>>19185414
The tale of Stuffy
>Stuffy began to live a happy life, finding a love for nature even despite her allergies. She frolicked around, going for runs in the wide open prairie and occasionally fishing in the nearby river.
>She had made a good life for herself
>But one day whilst fishing from the river she felt she was being watched.
>Before she could process the thought any further her line began to tug and she went to work reeling in her catch.
>It was the biggest catch of her life, she fought it for over an hour.
>At last with a mighty thrust, she pulled her catch free from the water.
>The fish was massive, standing at 6'4" and weighing over 200 pounds. It's body was thick with curly black hair and had a thick black beard that sat on a chiseled, manly jaw.
>Wait a minute
>Stuffy looked over her catch confused this was no fish!
>"What on earth are you? You can't be a fish, you don't have flippers or a tail or even gills! Heck you don't even have scales!" she growled in anger.
>The not-a-fish stood up, to reveal he was entirely naked if not for his thick body hair.
>"Hmm, you are right. I am indeed not a fish." he slurred, the fish hook still caught in his mouth.
>"If you must know, judging by my big, strong body, thick black fur, sharp teeth, and deep rooted hunger for flesh..."
>"B-Bui?"
>The not-a-fish struck an imposing stance with his arms and claws struck out threateningly
>"I'M A HUNGRY WOLFMAN COME TO FEAST ON PIG!" He roared.
>"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUI!!!!!!" Stuffy screamed and ran off before the wolf could "eat" her.
>The wolfman chased her through the prairie howling like a rutting dog and the littlest piggy cried wee wee wee all the way to her home.
>She shut herself inside her straw house and locked the door. (Yes she somehow found a door and attached it to a straw house and by some magic it has a functioning deadbolt.)
>The wolfman arrived at the door and tried to open it, but to no avail. He slammed his fist on the door and barked, "LITTLE PIG LITTLE PIG! LET ME IN!"
>"NOT BY THE HAIR ON MY STICKY SLUTTY SLIT!" Stuffy buied.
>To which the wolf replied, "then I'll....."
>Damn, the wolf had no idea. He paced outside the door for a few moments and suddenly a light bulb flashed into existence above his head.
>Confused as to why, and lightly perturbed by the eldritch light bulb he left to go to his thinking place. The town brothel.
>There he hatched a brilliant plan, a romantic gesture! He went out to the prairie and collected a bouquet of wild poppies and put them in a pretty little box.
>Having completed his trap he took it to the piggy's house and left it on her doorstep before scurrying off behind a bush.
>Stuffy headed out to investigate, wielding her trusty fishing pole for defence. She sweeped her gaze around and found her doorstep vacant except for a lone box wrapped in pink ribbon.
>"Aw somebody got me a gift!" she said, setting down the fishing pole. She greedily tore off the ribbon and opened the box to find, "Flowers??!? Oh no pollen! Ah ah aaaaaah"
>She huffed
>She puffed
>She sneezed and blew her house down!
>She surveyed the damage and before she knew it the wolfman was standing behind her.
>"Bui...." she sniffled.
>"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" he howled and pushed Stuffy to the ground.
>He began to eat her from behind, digging his "claw" into her plump little rump.
>Her succulent flesh was supple and good to touch, he gave her a sharp smack on the behind and began to "slice" her in two.
"Bui! Bui!" Stuffy cried as she was flayed alive by the wolfman's rigid talon.
>He hammered into her hips feeling the shivering of her flesh with each thrust. He rained blow after sharpened blow on her shapely hindquarters and felt the sweet joy of satisfaction bubbling up in his gut.
>Quickly, like a dam bursting he flooded her womb with his semen and impregnated the sow.
>Groooooooah!" he roared and fell backwards. Completely satisfied by his meal, he nodded off to sleep.

>>19185341
You already know how it's going to end.

>>19185312
>When Stuffy found herself in the city she was quick to search for accommodations. Only to find that the capital needed not only for a security deposit and first month's rent were laughably out of her reach.
>Defeated, she wandered out of the city back into the outskirts where she soon found a vast field of long golden grass.
>She soon hatched an idea to make herself a little house by gathering up the stalks of grass and making a little hut for herself.
>When she at last finished she looked at her work with pride and crawled inside to take a nap.
>Puffy found herself in a dark little forest and looked up into the sky to find to that it was soon going to rain.
>While her plump body could shake off the chilled air, she couldn't withstand the cold agonizing death of hypothermia caused by frigid rain.
>She quickly looked around searching for cover but found none because the trees were all evergreens and pine needles always seemed to get caught in her breasts and made her painfully itchy.
>She looked down at the sticks on the ground and soon hatched an idea.
>Having collected the choicest branches and sticks, she constructed a home and as the rain began to fall she huddled inside and layed down for a nap.
>Huffy had made her way out to the barren west rife with mosquitos and other obnoxious insects
>Tired of being stung and bitten she wished for a home to call her own.
>Thankfully she found one just sitting around in a corn field.
>She walked up to the door and kicked it open.
>A little blond alp was sitting at her kitchen table enjoying tea when Huffy suddenly grabbed her by her tail and dragged her out of the house.
>She went to the vacant dog house out back and tied up the little alp before laughing and heading inside to enjoy the tea.
>Afterwards she made her way to the bedroom where there were two beds. One big and manly, while the other was small and girly.
>She hopped into the big bed and soon fell asleep.

>>19185209
Once upon a time there were three little pig sisters named Huffy(The haughty eldest), Puffy (The especially voluptuous middle child), and Stuffy (The youngest who suffered from a severe pollen allergy)
>One day they had come of age and so they decided to head off into the world to make their fortunes.
>Their mother packed them some food for their journey, and waved them off with tears in her eyes.
>They traveled down the long road for several days and came to a fork in the road that split into three paths.
>One to the east, one to the north, and one to the west.
>The three sister's decided to split up and go their separate ways.
>Huffy puffed out her chest and went to the west where she had once heard was rich with minerals and excellent farm land waiting to be cultivated for profit.
>Puffy with her flabby breasts and hefty rump, headed down the path to the north laughing away the cold winds.
>And Stuffy, having once heard that the east was highly urbanized and had little in the way of plant life, decided to save herself some trouble and headed that way.

HEH HEH HEH.

Castle Vanderbell had mastered the elements for 200 years, standing as an unimpeachable fortress within the confines of the southern demon realms. Yet now after only 4 hours since the silver swordsman's arrival, it had fallen to ruins. An ash covered maw had been blasted into place where the front doors once were. The master's tower, a stoney blade that scraped against the sky, had been sheared off and crashed through the roof of the rest of the castle below. To the east-most section of Lady Vermillion's bastion was the ballroom where a blade of light pierced the rear wall and stretched further onwards before disappearing into the horizon. Within the obliterated confines of the ballroom stood a single man in dark clothing, and in his hands was his name-sake:

The shimmering, silver claymore "Azazel."

The blade glowed with an intense white light that was only just fading. As the last of the residual magic left the sword, the silver-swordsman plunged it into the floor and attempted to steady himself. A sudden revulsion in his chest pierced through him like a bolt of lightening. Blood spurted from his lips and stained the tile below crimson red. No longer wielding the strength to manifest Azazel, the sword cracked and shattered into shards of light. Garrett fell to his hands and knees and retched as another lung full of blood escaped his lips. The shards of light hung in the air for a brief moment, deciding whether or not to stay, before it traveled up Garrett's sleeve and embedded itself back in the tattoo on his right arm.

His lungs felt like they were on fire, no suffice to say it, they HAD been on fire. The Lillim's last magical blast had been far beyond what Azazel could ever hope to absorb, so it went where it always did. It went straight into Garrett's body. Typically the magic would be used to strengthen him, granting him agility and power far beyond human capabilities. Such was the bravado of those chosen to be heroes. But her magic had been on a completely different level. It was too much, the immense magic had singed his internal organs, and caused a great deal of his bones to splinter. Were it not for the healing crystal he had swallowed beforehand, he would not be conscious.

Garrett recounted the most powerful of the monster's he had defeated on his journey but none could have hoped to hold a candle to the magical power of Lady Franziska Vermillion.

He raised his head, hoping to catch sight of his enemy before she came to finish him off. Yet, to his surprise, the white-haired succubus was embedded in the small section of wall to have survived the blast from Azazel. Her pure-white dressed had been incinerated, exposing one of her bountiful breasts completely and revealing other large spans of bruised and blackened flesh. He felt a smile creep onto his lips, but just as he felt the joy of victory leap out of his chest, as if spurred by his gaze, the lillim gasped to life and fell from her socket in the wall. Franziska shakily steadied herself to her hands and knees before rising to her feet.

She laughed gallantly at the sight of the famed silver-swordsman, the ex-hero and former dinner guest, on his hands and knees before her. She clutched her broken left arm with her right hand. Her white, spade-tail hanging limply behind her, she dragged herself to Garrett. Stumbling ever so slightly, once, twice,

>"So that's it?! That's all you have?"

Stumbling thrice, four times.

>"All those demands of fixing your friends or you'll kill me. Really, you thought you could kill ME?"

She stood at the head of the young man, laughing at the humiliated hero.

>"You're nothing, boy. You're a fool to have come here. I'm going to humiliate you for the rest of your life. From this day forward I'm making you my personal slave."

The lillim let out a triumphant laugh that scored against the ceiling, her bellows reverberating throughout the ballroom and reaching the ears of all who were present.

>"Ha, ha ha..ha.......ha ha....................................................ha........."

Franziska collapsed onto her back as the last of her strength left her. Garrett watched as her breasts rose in time with her breath, slowly getting weaker and weaker before going still completely.

His eyes went wide with fear.

>"Shit!"

He tried to force himself to move, his body screaming in protest. By force of will he dragged himself to the lillim' side and drew a dagger.

>"NO!"

A small girl ran to the both of them, her white hair and dress shimmering in the leaking sunlight. She reached for Garrett's dagger, trying desperately to protect her elder sister, but Garrett tugged away and put a finger to his lips sshing the child.

He brought the dagger to the fallen Franziska's lips and held it close. A small trickle of fog rolled it's way onto the dagger's surface. He then pressed and ear to her chest.

>"...................................................."
>"...................................................."

Anon Yid Thomas, hides drugs in a Wapanese shrine and finds himself getting involved with a kitsune while on the run from the Yakuza.

What do you think, /mgt/?

>>16381855
>implying

>>16381833
>After some walking you managed to get to Saint Mary's, it's a decently-sized red brick building run by a leprechaun.
>Place is moderately packed as usual.
>Sit down in a booth, Mary and Annabell sit across from you.
>Annabell is the first to speak, "So this is Saint Mary's? Hmm, I guess I was expecting something more churchy."
>"It's about as churchy as the ol'bastard left it before 'e died in 'is sleep." A familiar face says.
>All three of you turn to see a verically-challenged, fat-bottomed, red-haired maiden dressed in green from head to toe.
>It's Lucille, the propieter of this bar and widow of its founder.
>She's a good friend.
>So what'll it be lad? The usual?
>"Nah, 3 wonderland mind bombs and a round of house draft." You say.
>"Alright then, lad...and for you girls?"
>They both stare at you in surprise.
>"Damn you, Lucille! Just go and get the drinks!" You groan.
>"Fine, Fine," she laughs, "Cheshire tears or Wock spit for the bombs?"
>"Wock Spit"
>With that she saunters off.
>After a little bit of exchange you find out that Mary and Annabell are long time friends. Apparently they've been together since childhood.
>"Only because I can't get rid of this annoying lump of jello." Mary sighs.
"Aww don't be like that Mary!~ What ever happened to being the runner and the goo?~"
>You make an Odd face. "The runner and the goo? What is that some kind of bad pun?"
>Mary laughs, "Its our mantra we made up in middle-school."
>Then Annabell explains, "Mary came up with it after we had a fight way back when. We both liked the same boy and came to blows over him."
>Lucille comes back with a tray full of drinks.
>She sets one of each drink in front of the three of you.
>She then takes out a lighter and a small vial filled with a crystal clear fluid.
>She puts a drop of fluid in each mind bomb, and then lights them all on fire.
>The mind bombs are suddenly consumed by a hot pink flame on the surface.
>A small flicker of pink smoke rises from each one and invades your nostrils.
>It smells sweet and you can feel a strange numbing warmth flow into your head.
>You start to take out your wallet, but Lucille stops you.
>"Don't worry, its on the house, Lad. You just worry about showing these lovely ladies a good time."
>You thank her with a smile and she walks off to serve the other patrons.
>Now about that story...

>>15458905
Cool. Rad. Keep going, I want to see where this is going.

>>14487819
>>14487823
You tell the Chesire you wish to go home. To this answer she only grins, and tells you you are home now. A paw appears behind you and bushes you to the ground. When you look up, you see the pussy with her pussy bear. A small neat tuft of purple pubes are above you, and she leans forward, demanding you to lick. You hear some walking in the distance, if you do not wish to lick the pussy you can cry for help, and someone might come.

Will you lick?

You approach a large mushroom house. You're in Wonderland, and the smell of flowers, smoke, and tea all fill the air, leaving you in a slight daze from the onslaught of stimulation. Unsure of which direction you wish to head into, you look up to see a disembodied grin floating above you. It manifests itself into an odd cute purple girl with the plumpest ass, and she asks you just where you wish to go.

Continue?

>>14248399
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

You're at the edge of the river, fishing for your next meal. You've been on the journey to the village to the west, that you suspect will be around the riverbend. However, right now, you're looking in particular for a meal to fill your empty stomach. You finally get a pull, and you reel it in, however, what surfaces is an odd but cute girl shouting "owwowowow"
Continue? Y/N

>>14248385
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

>>14248380
With a hole in the spats, and someone to help them get their tail through it.

>>14248353
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

>>14125464
Hey, that's pretty good, I like it. Continue.

>>14119207
Black is shit, I'll take her.

>>14119184
I'm a prancing dancing homo-fairy!

>>14119184
There's no reason to ever namefag.

>>14119181
This. How do we even know it was him and not another anon taking advantage of the no-tripcode fact?