/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>14426580
Hellhound, as inane as that answer seems given previous conversation.
I bet being smothered between her breasts would feel like being squeezed between two soft, voluptuous hot water bottles in a sauna.
It'd just be the pinnacle of warmth and softness, being surrounded by all that fur and skin and raw, loving power. It's just what hellhounds are so perfect for.

>>14314538
She's the queen of the infernal fire and my heart.

>>14308430
Probably to get across that they're infernal beings. I kind of like it. Makes me think that their internal anatomy ranges from boiling to unreasonably hot, and in their natural states, their bodies exude just a fraction of it.
Once they start to get worked up, they heat up even more, and their skin starts to glow, like black iron starting to glow red hot.

>>14308443
I wonder what that'd look like in a dark room, besides amazingly beautiful and erotic.

>>14181043
Instructions:
1. Preheat your hellhound. For efficient and stable heating of your hellhound, maintain the vibrator inside her at a steady rate.
2. Stir the butter and sugar together in your Suspicious Vat until both have mixed well
3. Pour in the egg and vanilla extract, and beat the mixture vigourously (Beware: adding too much vanilla extract will cause the mixture to blush and stammer profusely)
4. Have your hellhound lie down on a flat, comfortable surface, with her breasts exposed
5. Evenly spread your flour and chocolate chips over the mixture, before stirring it all in. Put aside two chocolate chips for later use
6. Once the batter is well mixed, take the Suspicious Vat over to your hellhound. Ensure her comfort and continued arousal, otherwise the cookies will not bake through
7. Ignoring any moans, spread the batter all over her breasts, applying it evenly
8. Make sure that the dough is spread within her cleavage, before taking the two remaining chocolate chips, and placing them on the batter atop her nipples
9. With the batter applied, make your way to between your hellhounds legs
10. Remove the vibrator, and commence fucking until your hellhound is experiencing pleasure at gas mark 6
11. Fuck consistently for ten minutes, until the cookie dough turns golden brown
12. Apply your own batter within your hellhound, then remove the cookie cast from her breasts
13. Enjoy your giant, breasts-shaped cookie together with your hellhound. Leave it cooling only for a short amount of time, to ensure that the chocolate chips are still soft and melted

Clean up:
1. Thoroughly wash your Suspicious Vat for future use, and to remove all traces of your prior vat-related crimes against humanity
2. Lick any remaining batter off of your hellhound
3. Offer to turn your shower into a sauna with her afterwards

Link, for if any of you ever want to make some with your own hellhound cooking partner:
http://pastebin.com/AZ0zbp88

>>14097891
I've never been banned for doing it before.

Tempting fate? What's that now?

>>13982069
God, just imagine a hellhound's body heat. Simply being near her would be like cosying up to a warm fireplace. You'd feel waves of her warmth roll over you like thick blankets, and touching her would be like setting your cheek against a hot water bottle. Only so much more alive, brimming with wild hellfire, coursing through her body like magic, wrapping you up as you bury your face in her fur.

>>13903723
>Furious sex with a top-tier alpha hellhound

To anyone who might walk in, the room's like an oven, air shimmering with the raw heat.
You're pounding in and out of her while she gyrates her hips with a passion not born of this world.
The bedsheets you're writhing against catch alight, burning away to cinders that lick your bodies like hot, fluid tongues.
Both of you are fucking like beasts, the whole room is glowing red now.
The hellhound's fur has ignited completely, charcoal and deep auburn now shining crimson. Her sleek, sweat-covered black skin glows red, like slowly flowing lava.
You've already burnt a three-inch deep hole into the mattress where the hellhound's ass digs into it, more and more of the material being slaked away with every thrust.
Hellhound magic flows through your body as the two of you become one. The temperature of your skin is slipping into the triple digits, but you don't even notice when the wooden bedframe turns to ash, dropping you to the floor below.
You only go at it harder, losing your mind to the white heat building up inside, utterly blind to the world beyond her perfect body, feral and powerful.
When you come, it feels like a supernova exploding out of you, filling up the hellhound's womb with liquid fire, the two of you falling into bliss while wrapped in a cocoon of flames, like a meteor.
Actually, the two of you just fell through the melted upstairs floor. The liquid rock below your house made a nice soft cushion as you finished pounding the last few spurts of semen into your partner, though.
When you come to, you have to climb up six feet of earth to make it back into your basement.

Thank God you have monstergirl insurance.