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The floofiest!

>>33650111
>So am I in the wrong place if I'm not a self-loathing loser
Monstergirls, no; they're good for both the self loathing and the not.
4chan, yes.

>>33217764
Why the hell would you want to be involved in MGE land at all if the thing you want to do in your bed is *sleep*?

>>31918332
Likewise.
Milking Farm is just an RPGMaker "escape from the livestock farm" shtick, but I've often mused as to how a game where you're a complicit livestock would work.
Alas, "lie back and jizz real hard 24/7 365" is more enjoyable IRL than as any kind of narrative

I need sleep!
Where the sheep or their wool when you need it?

Sheeps can die from heatstroke if they are not sheared

>>19805257

>>16524474
Thinkin I might sleep in.

>>15936247
>Weresheep
yes
>Gym Bunny
YES
>Bakunyuu
Nice
>Paizuri
VERY NICE
>Your Age
Perfect

>>14361711
Take one of these, come back in a few hours.

Spooky weresheep?

>>14166895
Do you not have any melotonin lying around anywhere?

Lets hope that the thread wont be this shit tommorrows
Sleep comes for me

>>13913360
Trying not to sleeps, but it comes for me

Were is a weresheep when you need one.

This is gonna be the second night in a row with out sleep, please send help

>>13695757
I've got more.
Of all the monstergirls of the Mojave, none are more stubborn than the Bighorners. Formerly Weresheep, Bighorners are almost nothing like their unmutated counterparts in both appearance and personality.
Aggressive and territorial, Bighorners very often ram heads with other Bighorners in disputes of all kinds, from food supplies to territory rights, only stopping when the other is knocked unconscious. Centuries of living in mountainous areas have rendered the Bighorners muscular and tanned by the fierce sun of the Mojave Wasteland. If a human man stumbles upon a Bighorner's territory the Bighorner challenge them to a fight (mercifully using their fists as fighting a human the way they fight other Bighorners would have gruesome results.). Should the human manage to defeat the Bighorner she will become loyal to him, desiring only to marry the strong man who bested her. Should the man lose, she will eject him from her territory, though if he put up a good fight she will fall for him. Bighorners will often work their husband into the ground training them to make them stronger, as having a strong husband is a major status symbol among their kind, and despite this are almost impossibly gentle with them in bed. However, after the Bighorner is confident that her husband has become incredibly strong, they'll stop holding back, leading to incredibly wild and passionate sex that leaves both parties sore yet satisfied.
Also, although their fur is no longer as fluffy as it was when they were weresheep, it makes up for it by being surprisingly silky, a result of a Bighorner taking meticulous care of her fur.
>Author's Note: It should be noted that Bighorners seem to adore the fruit of the Banana Yucca plant, and can often be found near where the plant can be found.

Here's the setup.

>>13080177
Maid Type: Weresheep
Name: Christie
Personality: Gentle, mischievous and outgoing
Statement: Oh, you wanted the last one Master? Whoops, I ate it. Now what are you going to do about it Master~
Notes: Master is free to shear his maid’s wool. Please be aware that shearing Christie makes her more energetic among other side effects. MGC Maid Central is not responsible for sudden pregnancies occurring from “mistakes” due to shearing too much of her wool.

When Christie turned 18 she decided that life at a farm wasn’t for her and moved to MGC. She quickly learned that finding a job with only farm-life knowledge to be fairly hard, fortunately she got in contact with MGC Maid Central before she ran out of funds. She then successfully started her maid training and passed her final maid exam at the age of 22.

Christie seems to have taken the life at the farm with her when moving to MGC Maid Central; she is often seen wearing a cowboy hat and related accessory while wearing a maid outfit. The maid outfits Christie has are in addition altered with various leather straps, knitted wool and other ornaments giving them a rather, unique look. Being fit for a “wild-west movie” is a comment Christie has heard more than once when wearing her maid outfits.
Christie has a healthy and full build, with a large chest to boot. Hair-wise she will normally keep her hair short without any special style, stating that this is to “keep it out of the way” when performing her duties. It is furthermore interesting to note that Christie shears part of her natural wool. This changes both the way she looks and allows her to be far less drowsy and more active, increasing her performance.

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ITS THE YEAR OF THE SHEEP

WHERE MY SHEEP GIRLS AT

I wanna pinch her cheeks while she sleepily protests in a low drawn out "baaaa~"

>>12831256
This reminds me of a story.

>There once was a Weresheep named Mary. She was one of the nicest girls one could ever meet at school. She wasn't always the best academic student, but she loved her friends, and they loved her back.

>She always had perfect attendance, though, and sat at the back of the classroom, close to the seat next to the window, so that she could sit next to Anon, whom she had a fierce crush on. She could never tell him this, though, for fear of being rejected by him.

>But one day, when winter came, she was nowhere to be found at school. This worried her friends deeply, as she never once missed school, until then. After school, her closest friends decided to visit her at her home to find out what happened to Mary. Three girls visited her—the Dark Priest, the Kejourou, and the Pharaoh. And together, they showed up at Mary’s door to ask her what was wrong.

>”Mary,” the Dark Priest began, “We heard you missed school today. Are you alright?”

>”Y-yes, I’m okay,” Mary said. “You don’t need to do anything for me. I’m fine, really.” The girls were worried with her reply, and wanted to know what was wrong. The Pharaoh, with her magic, cast a spell on her cobra to give it her own sight, that she could see what it saw. She then slipped the cobra into Mary’s room through the crack of her door. But before the Pharaoh could get a good look at Mary, the snake was caught, and its body led out into the hallway once again