>>7477

I mean monstergirls' proper place is as cucks, not vixens.

>>7478

Bring it.

>>7479

I know you are probably joking but I wanted to point out it's very wrong to use any type poison like that. Remember that a spidergirl is just following her natural instincts by using her webs to capture humans and so it's quite immoral not to let it happen in my opinion. Although it's OK to struggle, using poison or any other kind of weapon is completely excessive and dangerous, unlike a spidergirl's poison which is used safely and responsibly to calm her human victim.

>>7480

To argue the opposite case, in my opinion human girls benefit from having a monstergirl vixen in several ways

>she becomes more submissive and feminine

>her man is a lot happier and more satisfied

>jealousy and anxiety are dealt with constructively

>destructive hypergamous instincts are quelled

>don't have to worry about not being good enough

>can help to raise all the very cute monstergirl babies

>generally feeling pride in serving monstergirls

>>7485

>not using poison

You know what? You're right. It's a waste to use poison on something with an overabundance of kneecaps. We have to think of the quality of the learning experience. I estimated no more than 2-3 kneecaps before they get a feel for human dominance.

>>7489

You can't say that!!

>>7490

Clearly I can, because I just did.

You know I wonder, if you finish inside, does that effect the quality of the next web?

Also, someone should design a spinnerette chastity belt. Unless a conventional spidergirl one would accomplish that. The anatomy is a little unclear.

>>7476

>>7479

>>7481

>>7483

>>7487

>>7489

Now taking bets on how long until a katana is *unsheathed*.

Are we being used as a catspaw against /monster/? Looking at their meta thread right now, I'm getting the feeling /monster/ and /cuckquean/ are being baited into a fight with each other by a third party.

I like monstergirls a lot. I think they're cute and cool. I also find /monster/'s hardcore vanillaism endearing and refreshing. They once deleted Catgirl Revolution but I understand the moderation's position on harems was clarified as a result (they're allowed and protected; any kind of NTR is still verboten of course) which makes me happy because I'm not into cheating or humiliation anyway, and many of their monstergirls explicitly encourage their men to form harems or otherwise cater to compersive cuckqueaning. I remember they invited us to their movie nights back when they actually had them years ago, too.

They might not hew to our fetishes and many of them have an understanding of cuckqueaning that's pretty much "it's male cucking but for grills" but they're a fine board and I would be very sad if they were to think we wish them ill simply because some third party thought it would be amusing to stir up trouble.

>>7500

Wait, are we fighting? I thought we were having pleasant banter. I was starting to get an idea for a story about a regular woman and a spidergirl in constant competition for vixen status in the relationship.

>>7494

I thought it was already unsheathed. Hence obstructed spinnerette.

>>7475

>Who is the best monstergirl? (yes I know we probably all agree on this already)

>>7475

>A giant anthropomorphized spider.

As someone who's completely uninitiated into this, I have to ask, is the vagina between the legs on the human part or is it located somewhere on the spider abdomen in the back?

If it's the latter then pic related.

>>7475

>Breeding with monsters

>>7503

>a regular woman and a spidergirl in constant competition for vixen status

That sounds like a very good idea.

>>7508

There's no doubt at all so it's not even worth discussing!

>>7510

Between the pedipalps. This image should help. A great way to learn the wonders of monstergirls is to read the manga and watch the anime of Monster Musume.

http://kissmanga.com/Manga/Monster-Musume-no-Iru-Nichijou

>>7511 (Checked)

But that is how you get more monstergirls. It's the circle of life.

>>7475

>Can monstergirls be cuckqueans or are they naturally vixens?

A few monstergirls are enthusiastic cuckqueans.

The Bicorn of the Monster Girl Encyclopaedia specifically encourages her husband to take other lovers and form a harem. Her demonic essence mingling with his spirit energy makes him irresistible to most other monstergirls (whereas normally it would repel them). They also love to lap up creampies.

The Hakutaku of the same work has such extensive knowledge of all Monsterkind that she teaches her husband how to perfectly seduce, tame and pleasure other monstergirls. When he takes other monstergirls into his harem, she instructs and trains them to pleasure him to their fullest potential.

The Nurarihyon is so incredibly charismatic that she leads the Night Parade of 99 youkai of her own accord. But during the day, she is docile and drinks tea in other peoples' houses. When she marries, her overwhelming charisma rubs off on her husband. Because she will not under any circumstances have sex during the day, she instructs her husband to go and use his (her) charisma to slake his lust with whosoever he pleases because she is utterly certain he will never waver from loving her above all others.

The Tentacle is still a little confused. Before the Demon Lord injected her essence into all monsterkind, human girls were their prey. Now that they're monstergirls, a married Tentacle will still occasionally molest human women out of instinct and one of their illustrations shows them invitingly holding a woman open in a situation familiar to any cuckquean.

The Gremlin enjoys giving her husband sexual enhancements via advanced technology and pharmaceuticals. She also enjoys catching and mindbreaking human girls and monstergirls using the same.

>>7515

>But that is how you get more monstergirls. It's the circle of life.

Why would you want more of them?

>>7517

That is some amazing and valuable research.

>>7519

I would ask why are some people against monstergirls in the first place? Monstergirls can be very sexy and dominant and therefore are well suited to being vixens. The benefits of humans becoming cuckqueans is well understood. I explained some of them here >>7485

I have not seen any convincing argument in the other direction.

>>7508

See, I'd have to classify them into tiers instead of picking a favorite, but fortunately this is cuckquean, so that's okay:

Tier 1

Fishquean, Red Snek, Spiderbitch

Tier 2

Horsetits, Alzeihmer Bird

Tier 3

Snot Girl, Headgelord

And for the B team:

Tier 1

Shifty Slut, Cute-Leela

Tier 2

Stitch-bitch

Tier

Giant girl too uninteresting for a proper nickname

>>7517

For the slime queen, can you cuck yourself?

Also, remember to hire a good maid, a clean house is a happy house.

I guess Dhampirs cuck their mothers and make them properly submissive to their fathers.

And Doppelgangers are perfect for setting up girls to be cucked pre-relationship.

Witches and Fammiliars apparently cuck each other.

>>7525

The Khepri are a ready made harem for a man.

The Lilarune are twins that cuck each other.

Dryads are pretty much perfect compersive cuckqueans.

>Dryads have sweet, wild threesomes with visitors, as if to share their husband they are so proud of. As a dryad’s tree grows bigger, the space grows bigger, and more and more monsters come to visit.

Large mice are also another ready made harem.

Houris also don't mind groups.

I don't know anons, some of these pro-monstergirl images seem a little heavy handed.

>>7527

You've gone too far.

>>7520

>I would ask why are some people against monstergirls in the first place? Monstergirls can be very sexy and dominant and therefore are well suited to being vixens. The benefits of humans becoming cuckqueans is well understood. I explained some of them here

There are limited resources in the world, why waste them on monstergirls? Keep a few around as a tightly-controlled curiosity/on a reservation by all means but that's as much as I'd tolerate. Once you start breeding with them they can blur the lines between human and monstergirl and this system will break down.

Found this on halfchan /co/. Horny orc girl getting denied elf dick. Sort of relevant here although unfortunately they're not fucking another girl in front of her. One B&W, one colored, and one more just because some autist insisted the fangs were upside down.

They're at it again. I can hear them arguing from all the way upstairs. It's usually more subtle, competitive stuff, but sometimes Master's wife and his, er, other wife, do lock horns.

The other one, she's not really his wife, even if she might fancy herself as such. Marriages of humans to non-humans legal. That's probably for the best. Even if I do sometimes secretly fantasize about what it would be like to marry Master. To wear a human style wedding dress and have him kiss me at the altar, and then later carry me into a beautiful honeymoon suite, lay me down on the bed and…

Ahem.

Like I said, not legal. Human men belong with proper human wives. Though there's no harm in keeping non-human consorts around to keep them satisfied. Some consorts are more official than others. Such is the case with Miss Charlotte.

Spidergirls, Master tells me, are what's called a 'monosexual near-human species', which is human-science talk for 'they're all girls and they need human men to breed'. Or I guess it could also mean the reverse, where a race is all boys, but those are mostly extinct, since humans don't tend to put up with monsters after their women. The spidergirls had a similar problem, though. It used to be that they'd kidnap men, tie them up in webs in their lairs, and rape them until they got pregnant. Some people say that they'd cocoon them up and eat them when they were done, but I don't know if that's really true. Either way, it isn't something most humans are prone to accepting.

Like other aggressive species, the ability to prey on humans evaporated with the march of human advancement. As a result, they're numbers have been dwindling for generations, living in the colonies the humans allow them, with minimal chances to breed. But humans, in their compassionate nature, have largely decided that they aren't going to allow the spidergirls, and other races in the same position, to just die out.

Master volunteered for this government initiative to save the spidergirls. He's very kind that way. What happens is that a spidergirl is granted a human 'husband', though of course he's not really married to her, but she's given over to him and officially allowed to breed with him. In exchange, she essentially becomes his property under the condition that he provides her free sexual and reproductive access.

I'm a little jealous, if we're being honest. Elves aren't a monosexual near-human species. We have our own males, even if most of them aren't really what you'd call 'men'. So we don't get a sweet sorta-husband deal from the government. We are able to breed with humans, but since it blurs the line between races, it's very restricted. Not like with spidergirls. All spidergirl offspring are spidergirls. They don't become less so over the generations of breeding with humans. I think they take it for granted that they get to carry children from our human masters.

But it isn't going smooth like it should. Mistress was very excited about getting Miss Charlotte. I think she thought it would be like when they got me. Another loyal, devoted servant to make her and her husband happy. But spidergirls, it turns out, are nothing like elves.

>>7533

Something about being an opportunistic slut.

Something about being a jealous, greedy bitch.

Something about being a disposable fuck toy.

Something about having the tits of a seventh grader.

Something… I'm not sure exactly, but I think I can make out the words 'gross bug pussy'.

They're both in a mood today. I drum my fingers on the railing beside the stairs, wondering if I should go down there. Maybe I should say something.

"Leave them be, Melody," I jump a little as Master places his hand on my shoulder. Normally I hear him coming, but with the house as it is, my concentration is all over the place, "I'll intervene when I feel it's necessary, but for now, let's just let them have their competition."

I lean my head back to look up at him, "But they've been at it for-"

I'm interrupted with a finger pressed to my lips, "I know you like harmony in the house, but trying to stifle them won't help with that. Quiet contempt could be even worse than active aggression. Besides, I think they're starting to understand one another. And I admit, I do sort of like being fought over."

I sigh and defer to his judgement. He is the master, after all.

"I do miss some of the closeness I get when things are less crazy, though," he says, wrapping his arms around my waist. I draw in a quick breath as I feel his heat envelop me and a firm bulge press against my lower back, "I suppose you've missed it for awhile too."

"Y-yes, Master," I stammer out as he lifts my dress up and slides his hands under, across my thighs. Not… right here in the hall, surely?!

He guides me forward a little and eases my front half down. I instinctively press my rear towards him and grasp the railing at the top of the stairs to steady myself. He unfastens his pants and I can feel the heat of his cock just as surely as I can hear the shouting continue downstairs. It's been awhile since he's had my ass, so I know that it will hurt, but I breath slowly and try to relax so I can bear it for him.

His hands slide over the chastity belt and I expect it any moment, only to be greeted with a soft click. I look down in surprise to see him sliding the belt off of my hips.

No way. He's not really going to…? No, it couldn't be. He hardly ever does. That isn't what elves are for.

I feel that hot shaft slide between my legs and I shiver involuntarily. I look down and see that thick head poke between my legs. My hips push down and my thighs squeeze together a little without me even realizing it. Anything to feel more of him there.

It feels like an eternity as I stand there and he slides against my folds. Oh, please, Master, don't tease me like this. My little heart can't take it. Not today. Not with all the chaos going on downstairs. He knows he's toying with me; he grinds a little harder each time they shout.

Then it happens. He takes ahold of my shoulder with one hand and thrusts up into me. My hands fly from the railing up to my mouth to cover it as I try my best to hold back a scream. I almost cum right there. But I hold back. I'm a good girl. He didn't even give me the whole thing, but still a lot for a little elf like me to take all at once.

My chest heaves and I continue holding my mouth as he starts to take me. I don't think they heard me downstairs, but it's so hard to tell with my concentration shattering each time he pushes up into me.

He sheathes all the way into my body. It's not something all elves can do, take the full length of a human cock like Master's, but I can. It's something I'm secretly quite proud of. But there's no time to appreciate that now. What if they do hear me? What if they find us? I know it's Master's right to do as he pleases, but if they're jealous of each other, what would they do to me?

But my head is swimming, and soon I can't even worry about that. I let myself drop forward against the railing, still trying to cover my mouth as Master forces more and more sounds out of me. Tears spill from my eyes in the intensity and my hips start pushing back to meet him.

I can't believe we're doing this! Those beautiful women are downstairs vying for dominance, but he's up here, fucking me, a mere elf girl. In the pussy no less!

>>7535

Somehow the naughtiness of hearing them shout starts to add to the experience.

"…not that you ever do a goddamn thing around here…" I hear, as he overfills my little body.

"…think I'm a servant or something, you already fucking have one…" echoes up as said servant is indeed fucking.

"…just something for him to stick his cock into…" as he satisfies his cock in me.

And then his arms coil tightly around my body and intensifies his efforts, his breathing getting unsteady.

No. He wouldn't. He's not about to… in me?

But he does. I feel a warm flush inside me as he moans and clenches my body. Gods.

And then it all goes to shame as I lose control. I erupt too, crying out as my pussy spasms all over him, my fluids gushing and my body shaking for what seems like an eternity. I wouldn't be able to stand if he weren't holding me. When I finally subside, he's easing me to the floor, and it suddenly dawns on me what just happened. Tears fall from my eyes and I look up at him desperately.

"M-master! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! You know I wouldn't… please don't be mad! I'm so, so sorry!" I plead with him in a panic, but he presses a finger to my lips again.

"Shh-shh-shh, it's okay, I knew I was pushing you towards your limit, and I know it's been awhile. Your body just reacted. I know you didn't mean to cum. We'll let it go this time, okay?" he smiles so sweetly at me that my heart nearly melts. All I can respond with is a rapid nod.

"Now be a dear and clean me up, Melody," he says, standing back up.

I rapidly get to my knees and start licking my copious juices off of his body. Poor Master, I really made a mess of him. I got it on his clothes, too, I'll have to do a wash today. I stare dreamily up at him as I suck the fluids from his cock, watching him lean his head back and relax, before realizing this isn't my time to enjoy his cock, I had a job to do. I lovingly finish cleaning his body and then wipe off my face as I get to my feet.

He thanks me and kisses me (on the lips!) before helping me back into my belt. And with perfect timing. No sooner had the lock clicked together before I realized that the shouting had stopped, and no sooner had that than Miss Charlotte silently emerged from behind me, scaling up the side of the stairs, seeming to glide along on all those legs.

One of her slender arms slipped around my shoulders for a moment as she gingerly pushed my lithe frame out of the way and advanced on Master.

"I'm sorry about the noise, baby," she says, sliding her fingers through his hair, "We were just having a slight misunderstanding, but I think everything's good now. To show how sorry I am for the disturbance, let me show you some special attention?"

She stears him towards the master bedroom, which he allows with a chuckle. I was sure that was going to be another confrontation, but either she didn't notice or didn't care about the copious scent of pussy drenching the air right there in the hallway. I breathe a sigh of relief. But how did such a heated argument end so suddenly?

I… I better go check on Mistress.

(More later)

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>>7535

>>7536

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>>7536

Great story, talk about delivering on the premise! I cannot wait to see what happens next. Awesome how you put in the explanations of the "monosexual near-human species" and the history. That kind of attention to detail is really appreciated.

>I look down in surprise to see him sliding the belt off of my hips

Pic related.

>>7534

Is this part of the reason why some people seem to believe it's either human girls or monstergirls rather than simply choosing both? I suppose people have a right to their beliefs even if they are a bit strange and illogical.

>>7541

I think it's degenerate for a man not to have a human wife or girlfriend simply because without that he won't have human children. So I don't understand how anyone can defend a man being purely monogamous with a monstergirl, especially if it's against her wishes. I don't mind which one he marries as long as he has both, although it's probably true that most human girls would prefer to be in a subordinate position.

As you have shown, it's part of many monstergirl's natural instincts to share their man. I think /monster/'s warped ideology has got to the point where they are denying reality. How did it get to this point? Like you, I don't know.

>>7536

It takes nearly half an hour to completely free Mistress' hand from the kitchen counter. Turns out spider silk is exactly as strong as they say it is. This becomes very apparent when it's in such copious amounts that a regular spider could never dream of spinning. Surprisingly resistant to magic, too. But after trying several possible solvents and applying enough leverage, she's free.

Brushing the bits of silk that got into her hair take nearly twice as long, however. The bits in her clothes will be an ongoing project.

Mistress is not pleased. It didn't help that the whole time I'm trying to free her and get her hair and skin silk-free, we're subject to the sound of Miss Charlotte vigorously making love to Master, upstairs. He can certainly force some sounds from all of us, but honestly, I think she's laying it on a little thick, just to be a bitch.

That being said, I would just like to take a moment to appreciate Master's stamina. I'm not implying my pussy has the power to wear a normal man out or anything, but he did just finish fucking me before he took her to bed.

It's not until I get her into a bath that she seems to relax.

"Melody, your fingers are magic," she says idly as I massage the shampoo against her scalp.

"Um, I'm not using any… oh, you mean… right," she looks back at me and smiles for the first time since the argument.

"What kind of coffee do we have in the house? Do we have any of the forest elf blend you got ahold of awhile back?" she idly asks.

"Hmm. I think so, a little. Did you want me to make you some?"

"No, that's alright. It had a very mild flavor, but was still rather strong, yes?" she stares across the room, like she's trying to piece something together.

"It was," I tell her.

"Do you think it's mild enough that you could mix it with something? So that you can't tell that it's coffee?"

"Hmm. No probably not, it's mild, but it's not quite that mild. Are you trying to get Master to try it again? He was pretty firm about his feelings on coffee," I reach for the pitcher and start rinsing her hair.

"No, no, nothing like that. What about that fox-folk tea? Could you do it with that? Mix it so that you get the caffeine, but don't taste it?" she leans forward so that I can rinse the rest of her hair.

"You could. Though it doesn't have much caffeine in it, really. It made us all a little jittery, but I think it was the herbs they mix in it, not the caffeine," I slowly start working in the conditioner.

She just leans back and seems to stare off into space.

"If you're looking for caffeine without the taste, they do sell pills and powders that you can mix into things," I tell her, still not sure what this is all about.

"That's a good point," she says, then pauses, "Do we have any of that tooth gel? The numbing creme, I mean. I got it for that toothache. That may have been a couple years ago."

An odd switch of topics, "No, I believe it passed it's expiration and I threw it out."

"Ahh, just as well then," she sits up as I start rinsing the conditioner as well.

When we're finally finished, she gets up and I start toweling her off. Another moment I would like to take to just appreciate how beautiful Mistress is.

"Melody, if I make you a list, could you run out to the store and pick up a few things before dinner? It's nothing major, just some odds and ends," she says as she slides her clothes on.

"Of course, Mistress, I'd be happy to."

That she specified before dinner made me think that they were going to be food items. They were not.

>>7559

A long time ago I made a thread there about a spidergirl who kidnapped human girls because she wanted a safe place to keep her eggs. Naturally her boyfriend was roped into fertilising them. It was great fun because just as many people were defending her behaviour as were repelled by it. I used a kind of twisted feminism to justify it and others saw what I was doing and contributed in kind. Today that would not be possible.

>I can't even talk about some of my favorite monsters

For a board solely about monstergirls that is utterly ridiculous.

>r9k with a different flavor

It strange how the implication of that has changed over time. You're saying they are too anti-human or anti-normalfag?

>>7563

Nice touch about the magic fingers. Very cute little detail. I think I have an idea about what her human mistress may be up to! Another excellent post.

>>7569

>sordid and yandere details

Pic related

>could recreate it

Please do!

>>7578

The quality of animated porn is usually crappy plus there's the censorship. As a refined and cultured individual I prefer moe so I prefer it this way.

>>7579

I agree. I will complain about it here, but at the end of they day I'll just leave them to it.

>>7580

1 laifu 4 waifus.

>reee-ing at yuri

Oh for goodness' sake. Can't have monstergirl x human girl and now not monstergirl x monstergirl?

>>7592

>>7594

How… how did we get to the point where there's imageboards with a disdain for men enjoying wholesome girl on girl action? What is more natural than heterosexual men appreciating some chicks lezzing out. What next, are they going to villify getting with two chicks at the same time?

If anything in this is tumblresque, it's the sort of paranoid delusion to declare degeneracy out of something so normal.

>>7563

Did you know that caffeine affects spiders very differently than humans, elves, or most other mammals? Because I didn't. Mistress did, though. And it apparently applies to spidergirls. She's really smart like that.

I knew something was up from the strange shopping list, and then Mistress insisted on taking over making dinner. I knew sitting down that we were in for another adventure, but what could I do? Mistress is my Mistress.

Dinner starts off normal, if a little icy. That's to be expected, considering the friction in the household lately. Mistress is being surprisingly polite to Miss Charlotte, though. It's not normal polite, though. I don't know if Miss Charlotte can tell, she doesn't know Mistress as well as I do. It's more of a 'I already won' kind of pleased-with-oneself sort of polite.

But if she did notice, it doesn't matter for long, because she starts getting a little odd. And not just odd-because-she's-a-giant-spider-and-kind-of-a-bitch sort of way. Odd in a sloppy, less than graceful way that is unlike her.

"So… you have trouble with your hair earlier?" Miss Charlotte asks, her multiple eyes looking a little oddly wide.

"It was no trouble at all, really. Melody is great with a brush," Mistress tells her, nonchalantly.

It was not no trouble. It was actually a lot of trouble. But I am great with a brush, and it's so nice of her to say so.

"This is really good," Miss Charlotte says, "I'm impressed. A good cook and good at warming up cock for me."

That was surprisingly crass for out-of-the-bedroom talk, even for her. What's moreso is when I feel a long arachnoid leg slide up beneath my dress and roughly knock against the metal plate protecting my nether regions. Curse me if I ever complain about the chastity belt again. Also, I was not 'warming him up', Master chose to make use of me before her, that doesn't diminish our act of lovemaking just because she came after. Honestly, what does she think she is, human?

"Actually, I made dinner tonight," Mistress informs her, without making eye contact.

"Really, now? That mean you're going to start warming-" I can see Mistress' jaw setting as Miss Charlotte speaks. Fortunately, Master interrupts her before any confrontation can happen.

"Charlotte, are you alright? You seem a little-" he begins, before being cut off himself.

"Great! I'm actually feeling a little great. Wanna go for a quickie after dinner? Or hell, right now! I can even spin us a hammock for it," she gets up, rather wobbly and tries to spin some webbing, but it goes horribly awry and sprays all along the walls and ceiling in a haphazard pattern.

"Whoops!" she declares, "Hold on! Imma-" she starts to spray again but tumbles, losing balance even with eight legs, and crashes to the ground, "Imma take a quick nap, k?"

We move her to the couch, though we probably all weren't needed. She's a lot lighter than she looks. Master gives suspicious glances to Mistress as we do so, and she just gives him a playful look in return.

Mistress tells him that she and I will do the dishes. He mentions something about checking with some 8chan thread, though I'm not sure what that means, and goes off to his study. Mistress tells me to bring the rest of the things I bought earlier. The way she smiles makes me a little uncomfortable.

it's fun to imagine that OP's a butthurt monstergal who got cucked out of her man by a human girl and is now trying to compensate

>>7648

Let's hope you don't accidentally run into any webs.

Vampires count as monstergirls. No matter how dodgy their accent, they are perhaps one of the most dangerous when it comes to stealing your man.

>>7671

>>7604

That is one sturdy coffee table in the living room. I doubt the carpenter intended it to be a surface for confining a giant spider, but here we are.

We use her own silk. It turns out that harvesting silk from a spidergirl is not fundamentally different from harvesting from a regular spider. If it's sedated, then once you start pulling the thread, it just sort of comes out. The trick is getting the right kind of silk first, because spiders produce different kinds from different glands in the spinneret, which why sometimes it seems stickier or thicker than other times. This experience has me learning far more about spiders than I ever wanted to.

After disrobing her, we start by separating her leg, the two front and two back ones on each side are tied together. Then the tied legs are brought under the table and tied together, as well as to the table legs. Mistress is shockingly good with her knots. This is clearly not the first time she's done this. I'd go on again about how amazing she is, and she is, but it's also a little frightening this time.

Miss Charlotte's arms are pulled behind her back, and her forearms are tied horizontally to each other. Mistress creates a sort of harness around her chest (and looping around her breasts, though I get the feeling that wasn't strictly necessary) with the end extending all the way to the ceiling, where she attaches it to a hook that was formerly used to hang plants. It is a suspiciously strong hook, considering it shouldn't have been meant to hold the weight of any sort of body. I feel like there are things Mistress isn't telling me.

Finally, her pedipalps, which sprout off from where a normal human's legs would be. This is where spidergirl anatomy gets odd. On a regular spider, between the pedipalps is where its mouth would be. On Miss Charlotte, she keeps her lady bits there. Master had made some joke before about Freud would have a field day with that, but I didn't really understand what he meant.

We spread them wide apart, tying them to the already bound legs on either side, leaving her completely exposed. I'll admit, the excessive lewdness was a bit much. Mistress asked if I was feeling okay at this point, as apparently I was flushed beet red.

"I impress myself sometimes," Mistress tells me, admiring her handiwork, "especially when I have my little helper."

She pats me on the head and I blush again.

I'm surprised as she turns and steps away, "Mistress, we're not going to just leave her here… are we?"

"Of course not, but we have some time until she comes to. Join me on the couch, Melody, will you?" she smiles, pulling off her sweater, "Oh, and disrobe."

>>7682

Miss Charlotte is real woozy one she starts to wake, her numerous eyes drifting from one part of the room to another, finally settling on us sitting there; Mistress on the couch, me on the floor, both nude, save for my chastity belt.

"Did I mish the party?" she asks with a groggy laugh.

"Not at all, we were just about to get started," Mistress slinks over to her and traces her fingers over the silk ropes.

"This… this is some nice rope work. Not your first time, is it?" Miss Charlotte giggles as she studies her predicament, "You're more of a wicked slut than I realized. I do believe I've misjudged you!"

"Let's not get all chummy just yet, Charlotte. I haven't exactly forgotten the kitchen incident, and a little caffeine and rope play doesn't quite make us square," Mistress grins at her, leaning in close enough to kiss her or bite her.

Miss Charlotte's expression drops and all her eyes narrow, "You drugged my food?"

Mistress just nods with a friendly smile.

Miss Charlotte holds her expression for a moment before it cracks and she smirks, "Well it really is a party then, isn't it?"

"I wouldn't be so smug just yet," Mistress backs up from her and turns, "Melody, come here honey."

With graceful obedience, I slide over to them, "Knees," Mistress points to the ground in front of Miss Charlotte, and I sink down.

Miss Charlotte cocks an eyebrow… well, several eyebrows, but all on one side, as Mistress reaches down and spreads the bound spidergirls pussy wide open, "Get to work, Melody."

She inhales sharply and bites her lip a little as I dive between her legs… er, pedipalps… whatever… and begin pleasuring her. Mistress says I'm very good, but I try not to let that go to my head.

"What? Is this your evil plan? To make your elf girl eat me out?" she groans a little as I hit a sensitive spot, "What next, going to put me in the comfy chair and feed me grapes? The horror!"

Mistress doesn't say anything, she just smiles and starts playing with Miss Charlotte's nipples, making them plump more than they already were with the ropes squeezing her breasts as they do.

I know she hasn't been the nicest to Mistress, or me for that matter, but I still take my work at pleasuring very seriously. If Mistress wants me to lick her, then that's what I'll do. I dive my tongue in and out of her, making love to her with my mouth, I taste every bit of her pussy. I slide my fingers up into her and wrap my lips around her clit, assaulting it with my tongue while I suck on it. Pretty soon, I have her thrusting - or trying to thrust - against my face, her chest heaving as moans escape her lungs. I can tell when she's right on the edge, ready to burst over it.

And then the words come.

"That will be enough, Melody."

She nearly screams as my face backs away under Mistress' command, thrashing in her binds, which hold steady. Her face is a twisted visage of frustration and arousal.

"You. Bitch."

"Yes, that's right," she just gets a pleasant smile back from Mistress, "Melody, my bag?"

>>7687

I hand her the little bag of supplies, to which she pulls out and puts on latex gloves, followed by a tube of cream and a dildo.

"Don't worry, Charlotte, I'll see if I can't calm down your nether regions for you. They look all bothered," she smears the dildo with the cream and promptly forces it up inside of Miss Charlotte's pussy, giving it a few pumps before reapplying the cream and doing so again, all while she's watched warily by multiple sets of eyes. After a few applications, she smears the cream on her gloved hand and just rubs it all over the outside of Miss Charlotte's pussy.

It takes a few moments before the effect takes over. I can tell the instant it does, because every one of her eyes go as large as dinner plates, and her jaw sets in.

"You. Bitch."

"Yes, you already said that," Mistress lifts up her arm and brings down a flat palm against Miss Charlotte's pussy, letting out an echoing crack. Miss Charlotte jolts from the pressure a little bit, but makes no indication that it hurt at all, "Can barely feel a thing, huh?"

She's met with several stares of daggers, but otherwise silence.

"Melody, retrieve my panties, would you?" she peels off the gloves, careful not to touch the cream, as I reach between her legs and gently pull the panties she'd had me lodge inside of her.

They were drenched. It was an odd request, that I stuff her panties into her pussy and then eat her out. Repeatedly. But if this was the desired outcome, then it was successful.

I gently place them into her waiting hand. Miss Charlotte just keeps staring all those daggers.

Up until Mistress twists one of her nipples. Hard, too. It forces a yelp and wince. It isn't but a moment, but it's long enough for Mistress to force her balled up panties far into the spidergirl's mouth, gagging her completely.

"Am I… interrupting anything?" Master is standing in the entrance to the room with a quizzical, but amused expression over his face.

My skin flushes bright red again as I realize I'm naked in front of a bound woman with her juices all over her face. Right in front of Master. I instinctively tighten my legs together where I kneel, to hide my shame, forgetting my chastity belt keeps him from seeing how wet this also makes me. Master, please don't think I'm some sort of degenerate slut!

"No, dear, I was actually just about to send Melody to get you. I think we could all use a little attention."

Just a reminder that Kobayashi-san Chi no Maid Dragon is on its third episodes. It's quite a good yuri themed monstergirl anime that I recommend.

>>7708

I think they're in either one place or both depending on the type. Apparently some have no venom at all, and others can't make silk.

>>7736

Hmm, well let's take a look.

Okay, so not a prude fest, that's good…

I see it's… um… hmm…

Well maybe if I scroll further it… huh…

Okay, internet, we need to talk. I try not to judge people's fetishes, because god knows I've enjoyed some weird stuff. But seriously. Whatever novelty you get from a woman with a penis the size of a baseball bat and tits larger than her head, it must surely wear off when that seems to be the majority of what you post.

>>7746

>I just want a place for monsterboys and human girls savagely fucking.

So, have you considered getting directly the fuck out with vile degenerate bullshit?>>7746

>>7739

My opinion just glancing at the board is the same as yours. If there's a small number of posters then they tend to dominate, with their interests potentiality turning away new posters. The majority are not going to like out of proportion characters. They look dumb or even comical and just not practical, therefore not believable. The suspension of disbelief is lost. The board owner should have corralled that content into fewer threads rather than allowing it to take over almost the entire board.

>>7750

The post seemed to be off topic for the thread but as long as it's cuckquean related you can make a thread about it.

>>7750

>wanting to fuck disgusting greenskin tusk-niggers

It's like you want to get some fucked up disease like goblin-aids or wereherpes.

>>7762

Speaking of Gothmog.

>>7764

It's probably better for human women to become consensual cuckqueans, especially as they are such a warm and safe place to keep eggs. Although it's fine to keep humans in cocoons for a short while, it's not really practical long term as many women still have jobs to go to.

>>7688

"It appears that you've been occupying yourselves just fine without me," Master says with a laugh.

"Oh, but it isn't the same without you," she leans in and kisses him passionately. She kisses him like I never could. Bold and confidently, letting everyone in the room know who she is to him. It captures all my attention.

So much so, that I barely notice when it ends and she speaks to me.

"Melody?"

"Oh! Yes Mistress?"

"Please you disrobe your Master. And get his cock ready for me," she grins widely at him and steps past him.

My cheeks flushing bright again, I hurry over and begin unbuttoning his shirt, pausing to look up at him to make sure it's alright. He just nods and lets me continue, sliding his shirt off of him, then swallowing hard as I unfasten his belt and pull his pants and underwear down. His thick cock is already hardening before me as I kneel.

My heart skips a beat, as it always does. The scent hits me all at once. I don't know if human women have the same reaction. Our sense of smell is keener, after all. But each time I release his cock and move in, the scent overwhelms me. I get whoozy and light-headed. My heart starts pounding. And the inside of my chastity belt is instantly drenched.

My lips open wide and I take the hardening shaft into my mouth, guiding it further in with my tongue. My eyes shoot up to watch Master. Not because I like to… not only because I like to, but to read his face, looking for the signs of approval to proceed. Having Master's cock in my mouth is, after all, a privilege, not a right.

He gives a pleasured sigh and leans his head back. I love it more when he looks into my eyes while I pleasure him, but beggars can't be choosers. I begin to fellate him slowly, picking up speed as he hardens, sliding my head back and forth and massaging him with my tongue.

For this brief moment in time, I'm able to forget everything around me. I forget the enraged and bound Miss Charlotte a few feet from me, all her eyes glaring at me. I forget Mistress standing there, fingering herself as she watches me go down on her husband. I even forget for just a moment, that his cock does not belong to me, that I'm only being allowed to service it for a superior woman. But at that moment, it doesn't matter, and it is bliss.

And then Master lays a gentle hand on my shoulder and pulls away from me. I watch his cock depart from my lips, a little trail of my saliva bridging between us for just a second. Just as it always does, my heart breaks just a little when he's taken away from me, to go to the woman whom he really belongs to.

"Good girl," Mistress tells me, patting me on the head, healing that little heartbreak of mine and managing to put a smile on my face. It's amazing how she does that.

"Is Charlotte okay?" Master asks, "She looks a little… perturbed. What were you all doing in here?"

"Just a little fun. Think of it as a bonding activity. To bring us closer together," she leans in close and puts her hands on his chest, pushing him roughly backwards onto the couch, then pouncing on him, her soaking pussy hovering over him like a hungry predator.

>>7784

I audibly moan as she slides herself down onto him. I can hear Miss Charlotte do so as well. Or is it more of a growl? It's so hard to tell with those panties stuffed in her mouth… soaked with Mistress' taste. I kind of wish they were in mine. Somehow I don't think Miss Charlotte appreciates it on the same level that I would.

I love how assertive Mistress can be. The way she just pushes Master down to the couch and mounts his cock, like it's no big deal. Sometimes I wish I could be like that.

I mean don't get the wrong idea! I would never try something so out of my place like that. I'd never push Master or act like I was bullying him, even in jest. I don't think I could if I wanted to. But still, the way she can just have him, she can just have his cock, anytime she wants. She doesn't even have to ask. I mean, Master could say no, but I've never seen him do it. Human women are amazing.

I can feel little droplets of moisture seeping out from the edges of my chastity belt. Nothing I can do to stop that. I suppose that's why I have to wear it. I have so little control over my hungry little elven pussy. I'd probably find myself masturbating every time Master smiling at me.

But the way Mistress rides him… it's hopeless to control. I even find my slender fingers grinding against the metal blocking my opening. He must feel so good, the way she grinds and gyrates down on him, squeezing around him, forcing grunts and moans from him. I hope that my preparation helped. Is it better, Master? Is her pussy better because I got you ready? Do you slide into her more easily because I got your cock all wet and slippery?

And is it good for her? Mistress, do you feel him hitting so deep inside you? Does it stretch you out and hit all the right places, do his thrusts make your heart pound each time?

Not that I would need that to get my heart pounding, it already is. I can help but sit there and fantasize, biting my lip. Oh, Master! Can I be next? Will you use my body when you're done satisfying your wife? Will you push yourself into my body, your cock all slick with her pussy? Grab me and squeeze me, let me feel the heat and sweat of your lovemaking with Mistress while you violate my little body. Make me your little elf slut. Stretch out my little pussy with your big human cock. Show me why you are the Master and I'm just property. Violate me until I can't even walk…

Of course, I'd never say such horribly lewd things. I'd never have the nerve, even if it wasn't so improper. But I can't keep them out of my head.

"Melody," Mistress gasps out, looking back at me.

My ears instantly perk up, "Yes Mistress?"

"I think Charlotte is feeling neglected… show her a little… aahhh… a little attention, down below," she arches her back and Master grabs her hips, slamming her pussy even harder. And then her attention is gone from me again.

>>7864

I almost forgot about Miss Charlotte for the moment. But an order is an order.

I kneel between her legs, all her eyes glaring down at me, and get to work. At first, I think maybe the cream has worn off, or 'washed away' as it were, with her pussy drenched the way it is. But after a few moments, it becomes clear that it's still there.

Not at full strength, it seems like it's diluted from all the moisture, I don't lose all feeling on my mouth, but enough that it makes my job difficult. It's hard to seal my lips where they need to be, and it's hard to make sure my tongue is hitting just right. As someone who prides herself on her oral sex skills, this is frustrating.

But I'm not nearly as frustrated as Miss Charlotte. That becomes immediately clear. Her hips thrust as hard as she can while being held in place, to the point that I think she's going to break her bonds, but they hold. Spider silk is something, isn't it? She does her very best to grind her pussy against my mouth, but it's clear that it's no use. Muffled cries of anger and frustration come through the makeshift gag as she tries, unsuccessfully, to get any real stimulation.

Try as I might to pleasure her, the cream keeps her pussy numb and unable to get off, riding that edge without release.

Behind me, I can hear moans becoming more intense. I've pleased Master and Mistress both enough to know when they're close to orgasm, and they're both ready to burst.

I have to restrain myself not to look back. I want to turn around and watch my beloved Master and Mistress reach climax together, I want to see that pleasure wash over their faces. I want to see Master's cock throb and twitch while he unloads into Mistress' pussy that contracts and pulses around him.

But I don't. I am a good girl, so I keep doing what I was ordered to. Sad as it is to miss it, I keep eating Miss Charlotte's pussy until they have both finished cumming and I hear their sighs of relief.

"That will be enough, Melody," Mistress tells me, and I finally withdraw and turn to face them. I'm pleased to see how satisfied they both are, covered in each other's sweat and fluids.

"Charlotte, have you learned your lesson about the order of the household?" she asks, but Miss Charlotte is completely silent, not even making any muffled complaints. She just stares all those daggers at Mistress.

"I think she needs a night in bondage to think about it, don't you, dear?" she asks Master.

He just chuckles, "If you'd like, just don't overdo this, okay?" he stretches out and gets up, and Mistress follows suit.

"Melody, honey, did you want your creampie?" she asks, and I swoon a little.

I open my mouth to speak, only to find it too numb to get anything intelligible out. So I just not vigorously. Oh, yes Mistress. Please, I've been ever so good. I'd like nothing more right now.

Then come along to bed. Oh, and rinse your mouth out first, I don't want any of that cream on me," and with that, they leave to go upstairs. I quickly follow after, giddy like always. I pause only for a moment to look back at Miss Charlotte, bound there, left to wait until morning. But my mind can hardly reflect on her condition, and I hurry upstairs for my prize.

>>7874

>>7895

>>7898

So would a wasp girl cuck a bee girl, or would a bee girl cuck a wasp girl?

My first reaction is the former.

Bees = super helpful and productive to humans, being that they're part of the foundation of agriculture, they make delicious honey, and are usually not that aggressive, since they die if they sting you.

Wasps = assholes who sting you because they're assholes, and are only ever helpful to humans because sometimes their horrifying life cycle causes them to kill pest insects.

This would seem to translate to bee girls being responsible and caring, with wasp girls being bitches who only do what they want.

But I could see it being reversed, with the bee girl being the vixen since she offers so much more than the wasp girl. And she probably lactates honey.

What do you think?

>>7865

>>7865

Things quiet down after the incident in the living room.

In fact, they get a little too quiet.

But for the time being, I can enjoy that quiet. Both Mistress and Miss Charlotte seem occupied, which I'm sure means they're busy scheming. While I don't like that they don't seem to be giving Master proper attention as he deserves, it does mean that the responsibility falls on me, which means I get more of Master's attention. Which I certainly can't complain about.

Mistress is working late tonight, and Miss Charlotte is… off doing spider things? I honestly don't know where she goes, and I'm afraid to ask.

Master takes me into his bed tonight. It's my responsibility to please him, but I can't help but feel like I'm the one getting all the joy from it. It's good that I'm such a loyal and obedient elf, or he might be spoiling me.

He lets me out of the belt -and- lets me use my pussy. And he lets me be on top. Okay, he might be spoiling me a little.

It's a lot of responsibility, being on top. Pleasing Master is always a responsibility, but when he lets me ride his cock, it's my job to control the pace, the depth of penetration, all of that. A lot of elf girls think having a tight pussy and bouncing on his cock is enough. And yes, elves are smaller, and we're really tight, even for our size, but there's so much more to pleasing properly.

The fact that you get him off doesn't mean you did a good job, as many complacent elves might think. Of course he'll get off, he's a man, after all. But that's sort of the point - he could get off inside of anyone. But he didn't choose to fuck just anyone, he chose to fuck me.

And I make him glad he did. I squeeze and I grind and I gyrate, and I force gasps and moans and pants out of him. Not as much as I'd like, though. Master is never very loud in bed. He makes me work for those little moans that make me heart pound with glee.

And when I get him to the brink, he asks me if I'd like to cum, or if I'd like to have his cum inside me.

It's such a non-question and he knows it. He likes to tease me like that.

He probably would let me cum if I said I wanted to, but he knows I never would. Even if I could pass up the chance to have his cum in my pussy, I could never disrespect Master by passing up such a gift for my own pleasure.

I can feel every twitch and throb of his cock as he unloads up into me. It takes all my concentration to keep from cumming right there, but I hold back and use my pussy to milk every bit of cum out of him that I can.

When he's done and satisfied, and when I finish cleaning him, he allows me to stay in bed with him for the night. He even lets me sleep without the chastity belt. He's so sweet.

My pussy is still burning and aching to cum, and my body still in a frenzy, but my mind could not be more at peace. And so I curl up beside him and nuzzle into his chest. It's hard to get to sleep at first, feeling his semen leaking out onto my legs. I can't help but reach down every now and then, scoop some in my fingers, and bring them up for a taste. But eventually my body relaxes and I drift off. I somehow manage to forget the cold war that our house is in.

>>8147

You know those first few moments when you wake that are always a blur, where if you're woken up in a hurry, you find yourself in the middle of doing something by the time you're completely conscious? Well realizing that you're tied up is one of the less pleasant ways that you can fully enter a waking state.

She must have done it while I was asleep. No easy feat to bind an elf without waking her. My ankles tied together, my wrists bound behind my back, a glob of silk stuck over my mouth, and little bits of it stuck nearly everywhere in between. And there's threads hanging all throughout the room, like she's made it her own web.

I try to scoot over and nudge Master to wake him, but I'm stopped by a long appendage pressing against my chest and pinning me to the bed. The large ominous shadow of Miss Charlotte just looms over me as my eyes adjust to the dark. She just gives me a sinister smile and presses a finger to her lips.

She's a lot stronger than she looks. It takes only that one leg to hold me in place. I can see the rest of the legs dance up the bed frame as she positions herself and leans town, greedily pulling Master's limp cock into her mouth.

It's not that I'm jealous or anything. Technically speaking, Miss Charlotte is above me in the household order. I'm just Master and Mistress' elf. But I can't help but feel like she's intentionally trying to provoke me. Not that I can do anything about it.

She puts on quite the show, the way she gently sucks and licks and massages him with her tongue while he swells up before her. All very careful not to quite wake him. I have to admit, she is pretty good at this. I mean, for a whore.

I continue to make attempt to wriggle out from under her leg, but nothing works. I guess having that many legs means being able to have some focus on lots of things at once.

When Master is nice and hard and slick, she pulls back and re-positions herself. The pedipalps unfold and slide under Master's hips and she scoops them up to her crotch, immediately sinking herself down onto him. Master didn't give the go-ahead for any of this, I should reiterate.

He finally does wake up, finding himself already balls-deep in his spidergirl. His hips start to work on their own, before he's even fully awake. Once he is completely alert, he doesn't seem to mind. I suppose that's to be expected. Pleasure is pleasure; even if this vile arachnid is taking advantage of my dear Master.

She does finally release me, moving her legs to stabilize herself, though still keeping the legs between my Master and I. But I take the opportunity and curl my legs up, moving my arms down and under my feet, bringing them around to my front. Still bound, but less helpless. Never underestimate an elf's flexibility.

>>8153

Master's really getting into it. I guess eight legs equals a lot of thrusting power. It must feel good. Even if there's no way her pussy can ever compare with an elven one. Obviously.

I instinctively reach my now less restricted fingers down to my crotch, only to find a thick layer of silk between my fingers and my pussy. I rub against it anyways, but find that I get as much sensation as with the belt on. I'm starting to see Mistress' issues with Miss Charlotte. This seems entirely unnecessary.

And she does put on a show, arching her back and grabbing her breasts as she grinds down on my Master's cock. From the looks of it, she does cum a few times. And of course, she doesn't even ask him for permission first. I can't deny how sexy she is, the curves of her body and the sound of her voice does have an impact on my already drenched pussy under all that silk.

But just as things are getting intense she stops, leans in and kisses Master slowly and softly, "I have something special for you, Baby, just hold still."

She lifts herself up, legs grabbing the silk ropes suspended around the bed, and swings her spider abdomen forward. She's not going to… ? Surely that's too lewd even for her!

But she is, she presses her spinneret down onto Master's cock. It's met with a thrust of his hips and she begins to service him with the silk orifice. But it doesn't end there, as she begins releasing silk, spinning it all over Master's cock, coiling it around and making a tight cocoon that she works over him. I can tell it's really tight around his cock from the way he thrusts, having to put great force into each push, and his groans of exertion and moans of pleasure get louder too. It must be really good. For something a horrible spider monster can do, I mean

It isn't long before she finishes him off. I can't see any cum, it's all concealed in that cocoon, but I know his body well enough to tell when he's reaching orgasm. It looks like a good one, too.

As they both subside and relax, she leans in and kisses him deeply, "Not something you can get from a human woman, is it?"

He just chuckles in response, but then she leans back and looks up at the wall behind the headboard, "Don't you agree?"

Master reaches over and turns on the lamp.

Mistress!

She's cocooned to the wall, bound tightly and gagged. How could I have missed that.

Master gives Miss Charlotte a somewhat disapproving look, but is interrupted with a gasp as she pulls the webbing from his cock.

"But I don't want you to feel left out," she shimmies up to the bound Mistress and pulls the webbing from her mouth. Mistress says nothing, but doesn't really have time to before Miss Charlotte presses the end of the cocoon to her mouth and squeezes it, pushing all of Master's cum out and into her mouth.

"There we go, don't say I didn't include you. I even let you have his cum. How's it taste with my pussy all over it?"

Miss Charlotte waits awhile to remove the cocoon, not taking it away until Mistress swallows all of Master's cum.

And with that, the tension finally reaches its zenith. I can already see on Master's face that he was done with their game.

>>8255

Posting fixed it. Praise Kek!

The excessive spacing makes it very large, vertically speaking.

>>8154

The package arrives mid-day. It's heavy, but not prohibitively. It is bulky and awkward, however, and I am just an elf. After a few minor attempts, I decide to leave it on the porch until Master gets home.

Miss Charlotte was at home, but was of no help for reasons apparent if you know her.

Master is excited to see it's arrival, but does not tell me what is inside. Instead, he takes it up to his room and asks me to tell him when Mistress gets home.

It's almost dinner time by the time she arrives. Master greets me at his door when I go up to tell him. He has me summon the others to the master bedroom at once.

As soon as they arrive, well, as soon as Miss Charlotte decides to join Mistress and I, Master brings us in and sits us down across from the bed. The box is open on top, and I can see from where I am that it is full of metal objects, but nothing else.

"About the little household games, lately," he explains to us, "I've let it all go on long enough. It's time to restore order, and I've bought some tools to facilitate this."

I'm honestly curious, but both Mistress and Miss Charlotte have an amused look that's clearly hiding some apprehension.

"Melody," he beckons me over, which of course I do, "Disrobe."

That's sudden, but Master's orders are Master's orders, so I quickly unfasten and drop my dress to the floor. There was a time I'd be embarrassed being the only nude (well, mostly nude) one in the room, but I'm fairly used to it by now.

He pulls what is most certainly a chastity belt out of the box. Oooh, pretty. It's like mine, but shinier and fancier. I bite my lip to hide my excitement. It's a little weird that I get excited over the prospect of a new chastity belt, but if Master want's to adorn me with something pretty, I'm all for it, even if it's something that locks away all my pleasure bits.

He removes my old one and fixes the new one into place. It fits like a glove, clearly tailored for me. It's a little different in that there's a bit on the inside that presses up against my clit. It doesn't hurt, or even cause discomfort, but it is curious. Master makes sure that it presses directly to my nub, and not just to the hood. I have to say that I'm becoming mildly concerned.

Next up is Mistress. She gives him a little smirk as she's asked to disrobe as well, but complies.

"Someone went all out on this one," she tells him as he fits her own belt to her hips, "I hope we're not in for anything too harsh."

He smiles, but says nothing. She's taking this in very good humor. I'm a little concerned with the idea of putting a human woman in chastity. It doesn't seem right. But I put my faith in Master.

Miss Charlotte, however, just crosses her arms when he calls her over.

"Charlotte? Did you not hear me?" he asks her.

"Oh, I heard you, but I'm not really fond of the idea of having my naughty parts locked up. Besides, baby, with all the lesser pussy already locked away, aren't you going to need it?"

"That's nice. I still need you to come over here," he repeats his order.

"Baby, I'm-"

"Charlotte, it wasn't a question," he cuts her off with a commanding tone. Master doesn't raise his voice often, but when he does, it gets heard.

And it works. Miss Charlotte remembers who she belongs to and reluctantly obeys him. I've never seen her put in her place so quickly.

Hearing him raise his voice affects me, too. I guess the inside of my new belt wasn't going to stay dry forever.

Now we see where most of the weight in the package comes from. Spidergirls' can't exactly wear conventional chastity belts. It's an elaborate contraption, but it fixes the belt to her crotch as securely as ours.

But there's a fourth device, this one even larger. Master affixes it to the rear side of her spider portion and I realize that it's not for her genitals, but her spinneret.

I can't say I'm sad to see that blocked off, however Miss Charlotte seems even more bothered by this one than by the one on her pussy.

We sit back down and he produces the final object in the package, four simple remote controls with a single button on each. He gives one to each of us, with strict instructions not to press the button yet.

"You'll all have noticed by now that there's a little probe pressing against your clits," he explains, "that is what makes these belts special, and it will be central to our little team-building exercise."

I look at the big red button and have to restrain myself from pressing it.

>>8284

"Unfortunately, as it turns out, this model only has the single button, and so each remote will activate all of your belts at once, instead of individually," he says, gesturing at the button, "So keep that in mind before you consider pressing it, this will happen to you as well as the others."

With that, he depresses the big red button and suddenly my clit is on fire. And not in the good way. I yelp out and the others echo me as a sharp shock jolts through my sensitive nub. It feels like an eternity, but couldn't have been longer than a few seconds.

Mistress stands up swiftly, "Okay dear, you've had your fun, but this is going a little too far."

"Oh, I'm going to far, am I? Not you all?"

"Come on, take it off. I'm a free human woman and your wife, I don't have to do this shit," she tells him.

"That's true. Absolutely true. You are a free woman and are not obligated to play my games," he pulls out the key and tosses it to her, "And it's no big deal. Without you playing along, I still have my other, loyal, submissive girls that will enjoy playing with me."

Her fingers stop with the key already in the lock. With a heavy sigh, she withdraws it and hands it back to him.

"Ah, so you'll play after all? Excellent," he smiles and kisses her, "Now that we've got everything set up, I believe dinner was almost ready? I'm famished.

>>8285

Dinner is a little awkward, to be honest. Or at least quiet. I'm used to being put in my place, figuratively or literally. The other two, are not.

"Melody," Master speaks my name and I almost jump, lost in thought at the moment, "You've barely touched your meal. What's wrong?"

"It's just…" I bite my lip, trying to find the best way to phrase this respectfully, "Why do I have to wear one, too?" Smooth.

"Oh, I know you've been very good lately," he tells me in an understanding tone, "I know all this isn't about you specifically."

"Maybe he's tired of your uppity elf ass acting like you're above it all?" Miss Charlotte interjects. I admit, that one gets under my collar, I do nothing but try to be a proper servant for-

ZAP

Should have seen that coming. All three of us feel the sting of her punishment for mouthing off.

Master clears his throat, "As I was saying, we are a family. We need to learn to get along and live together -as- a family. What one does impacts us all. We need to remember that if this is going to work."

"Then shouldn't you be wearing one, too?" Spider-bitch- ahem, I mean Miss Charlotte pipes in, again.

Master lifts up the remote without looking towards her and presses the button.

ZAP

Nope, seeing it coming doesn't make it easier.

The rest of dinner passes without incident. No, incidents don't start again until I'm doing the dishes.

Commotion starts up as I'm washing.

ZAP

It starts again while I'm drying. This time it's on the other side of the house.

ZAP

…That thing has a long range on it. This is going to be a long night.

>>8492

Things calm down as we all retreat to the den. I feel a little odd having Master pull me into his lap with Mistress present. Not that I'm doing anything wrong, but typically, when Mistress is around, she gets the choice attention from Master, and I defer to her position.

As it is, Mistress and Miss Charlotte are a bit too focused on each other to be bothered with us. As much as the tension and fear of another shock bothers me, I do enjoy the extra attention. And if they're not going to give Master what he needs, I certainly will.

There's some sort of movie on the television, but I'm honestly not paying attention. I'm far too focused on snuggling up in Master's lap. And that attention is worth focusing on, as Master's hands start sliding under my dress.

I feel the vibrations of them sliding over the smooth metal of my chastity belt. It's always a little heartbreaking to feel those strong human fingers less then an inch from my pussy, but knowing that it might as well be miles away. I can't help but imagine it isn't there, imagining my Master's fingers spreading my little petals open and pushing inside of me. Pushing deeper into me, not even there to pleasure me, just enjoying the feel of the body of his slave, but the feeling bringing me so much pleasure nonetheless.

I don't know if he can smell it yet. I can, of course, to me the whole room already smells like my pussy, but Master doesn't have an elven nose.

I'm sure he knows how wet he's making me. Nearly anything he does to me can do that.

He doesn't stop there. His hand slides over the curve of my ass and those thick human fingers tease my little opening. My ass instinctively clenches, but I try to relax and shift to allow him better access.

I also try to make sure the others don't see. If they realized I was getting attention before them, things could get ugly. I don't need another shock.

But his fingers don't quite enter me, they just tease me with the thought of penetration for a few moments before he pulls them back.

"I want you to suck my cock, Melody," he whispers into my ear.

So much for my attempts at subtlety. I slide from his lap and lay beside him, pulling out that lovely human cock of his. I savor the scent for a moment. I've never really been with an elven male, but I know enough that they don't have this heavenly musk that I get from Master. If I could cum from a smell…

I waste no time and take his hardening cock past my lips. As I expected, this wasn't going to go unnoticed. I can feel their eyes watching me, judging the little elf girl who is sucking their man's cock in front of them.

ZAP

It doesn't surprise me, but that doesn't make it hurt any less. I don't know who did it, but it wasn't Master this time. I have to tense up when it happens. If the shock caused me to bite Master, even a little, I don't think I could forgive myself.

Master just laughs as they both writhe in agony as well, at their desire to punish me even though it was visited on them, too.

There's some argument between them, but fortunately, Master pulls my mouth from his cock before it happens again.

ZAP

It seems they were not both on board for punishing themselves in addition to me.

ZAP

Okay, it's really starting to hurt, now. I don't think the intensity has changed, but my resistance to it has worn down considerably.

Master completely ignores them. Instead, his attention stays on me and he pulls my dress from my body. He tosses me down on the couch on my back and promptly folds my legs back over me with a grin. Master has always been pleased with elven flexibility.

He pushes my legs behind my arms and presses my body down with one hand while the other angles his cock up against my asshole. I did my best to prepare him, but I fear he's not nearly slick enough. However, it doesn't look like I'm going to get the option of having any lube tonight. I brace myself.

My cry gets their attention as my Master roughly sodomizes his elf, pushing almost all the way into me in one thrust. It always hurts at least some to take his cock, but my today, being tired from the shocks has really made it poignant.

There's a moment of peace as he begins to ravage me, while the other two just stare while their man does his work. I admit that I'm a bit transfixed when I watch him fucking as well.

ZAP

>>8493

It couldn't last. But something interesting happens this time. As pain shoots through my body, every muscle I have constricts, including those so tightly wrapped around Master's cock. I can feel how impossibly tight my ass clenches down on that beautiful cock of his, and more importantly, I can hear the wonderful moan it forces from his lips, and I can see the look of pleasure as his eyes roll back.

The other two are given pause by this, but the moment passes and I see smiles creep up over their faces, first on Mistress, then on Miss Charlotte. It's the first time I've seen them smile at the same time. And it sends chills down my spine.

ZAP

The pain is starting to take it's toll, and I assume it must on them as well, but it doesn't stop them from using my pain to amuse themselves.

ZAP

Each time agony courses through me, I'm rewarded with such wonderful sounds from Master. The pleasure seems to be as intense for him as the pain is for me. He leans over me and holds my body tightly as he uses me. The pain of his penetration becomes insignificant as the pain of the shocks gets worse.

ZAP

I can now clearly see both Mistress and Miss Charlotte eagerly staring as he fucks my ass, fingers grinding on their belts, just like I do so often. They start exchanging looks that are almost playful, and Mistress whispers something to Miss Charlotte. Somehow, I'm more terrified at the prospect of them getting along.

ZAP

As I reel from the last shock, strong appendages cruelly wrench my arms from my Master and pin me to the couch. I can see Mistress slink up behind Master, pulling him up to kiss him and wrapping her arms around his waist. Her delicate fingers start to stroke his cock and balls as he plunges in and out of me. Countless spider arms restrain, pulling hard on me as a pair of women's hands reach down and start manhandling my soft breasts, squeezing them, digging nails into them, pinching and pulling my nipples harder and harder.

ZAP

I can't stop the tears. It's all too much, and tears spill from my eyes and across my cheeks as I sob with pain and pleasure alike.

ZAP

ZAP

I can barely-

ZAP

ZAP

ZAP

I'm in a daze and barely conscious by the time I finally feel Master release, filling my ass with his hot human cum. I'm barely able to enjoy the sound of some of the loveliest moans I've ever heard from him, nor the gift of his hot cum in my body, the pain is all too much

I'm a shaking, crying mess by the time he subsides. He takes me into his arms and wipes my face. I think he's telling me how proud of me he is, and how much he loves me, but I can barely tell what he's saying.

When the haze starts to lift, we're already in bed. He must have carried me, because I don't remember walking here. And by 'we', I mean all of us. Both Mistress and Miss Charlotte are hear, looking exhausted and covered in a sheen of sweat as they doze off. For the moment when I was being tormented, I managed to forget that they were feeling every shock as well. Suddenly, their cruelty seemed a little less cruel. A little.

>>8494

The sun is warm when I wake up. Sore, but well rested. I'm also alone in Master's bed.

I gather my clothes together and head downstairs, following the smell of… pancakes, I think?

I'm greeted by one of the more bizarre scenes in all this madness so far. Master is cooking and Mistress and Miss Charlotte are calmly sitting at the table (well, as much as Miss Charlotte can) and talking.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Wasn't too rough on you, I hope?" Master kisses my cheek. I meekly shake my head. As if there's a 'too rough' when it comes to what Master can do to me.

I sit down with the others, all in our very limited clothes, and notice that they aren't wearing their belts.

Does that mean…?!

Mine remains.

No, wait, it's my old belt. No shocker on this one. Well, at least that's something.

Master joins us with a plate of pancakes.

"So now that we're getting along, I wanted to talk to you all about something. I was reading the newsletter from the Non-Human Integration Agency. You know, they placed us with Charlotte," Master speaks as he dishes up plates, "And it turns out that they offer certain renovations, free of charge, if you take in certain kinds of non-humans. I know we talked about getting a pool, before. How do you all feel about mermaids?"

FIN

(heh)

>>8565

You sound awfully sure about something you have no way of confirming.

>>8567

Well I said as far as I know. I've seen no evidence of it.

>>8568

That might be your preference but you shouldn't feel the need to apply it to everyone else. Elf vaginas are mainly designed for sex so it's a bit silly not to use them for that, and they have mouths too by the way.

>>8589

Elf detected.

Only an elf would make the claim that she deserves vaginal sex. Elves are for anal and oral. Their vaginas should be locked securely behind a chastity belt and never used.

Your kind isn't good enough for proper sex.Learn to enjoy your ass.

>>8604

For the last time, I'm not an elf.

>>7580

>>7583

>>7592

>>7593

>>7594

>>7595

>>7597

>>7599

>>7622

>>7633

>"ugh how DARE they not accept my anti-male propaganda! muh horseshoe theory! it's totally expected of men to watch a woman get ra-uh, I mean sexually liberated by a lesbian! it's not cuckolding!"

>so the lesbian apologists say on a board that, you know, doesn't hate men

If you want to convert people to your twisted belief, go stick to raping vulnerable girls into your kind. Christ, you lesbians are animals. Actually no, animals don't deserve that comparison. You're just shit.

>>8686

Assuming your post isn't a joke or trolling, non-consensual elements are all just fantasy. No one is actually getting raped in real life unless she's asking for it and besides any lesbian involved with the cuckquean fetish is only obeying the man she's submissive to. I don't know where you get the anti-male stuff from.

>>8689

>implying non-consensual elements are all bad even IRL

>>8687

Learn to read.

>>8689

>Assuming your post isn't a joke

Jesus christ, you're such an arrogant piece of shit that you can't even comprehend the idea of someone fighting back against you bulldykes.

>trolling

>>>/facebook/ and fucking stay there. Take your derailing buzzwords with you, too.

>non-consensual elements are all just fantasy

Fantasizing about a lesbian raping your lover into a lesbian is a dangerous fantasy. Oops, I mean "sexually liberating." I know you animals hate it when I call your crimes by their proper names.

>No one is actually getting raped in real life

All lesbian sex is rape.

Lesbians are the enemy of men and literally live for their downfall.

The yuri fetish is literally cuckolding. Once a woman has been raped by a lesbian, you'll be lucky if they can even LOOK at a man without fantasizing about the many ways she can destroy his life.

THIS IS NOT A DIFFICULT CONCEPT IF YOU LEARN THAT IT'S NOT WRONG FOR YOU TO LOVE A WOMAN, DESPITE WHAT THE PROPAGANDA SAYS. Yes, propaganda, because the "pure love" meme implies that anything involving men is wrong.

What will you tell me next, water is dry?

>spoiler

lol so wacky xdddd

>and besides any lesbian involved with the cuckquean fetish is only obeying the man she's submissive to

>lesbians

>submitting to men

They'll only kneel if you shoot them in the kneecap, retard. Those "cuckquean lesbians" are casing the women involved, looking for a moment of vulnerability.

>I don't know where you get the anti-male stuff from.

>What do you mean, I'm trying to kill people wearing red shirts?! Oh who cares if I have been spotted murdering people in red shirts, have expressed my hatred for people in red shirts many times, have been slandering people in red shirts to demoralize them, and literally label myself anti-red shirt? I don't know where you're getting the anti-red shirt thing from!"

>>8756

Anon it's true that some closeted or confused lesbians become cuckqueans but they are doing to it either because they like the idea of being straight and want to live vicariously through their boyfriend / husband or because they are very submissive. You can talk about "bulldykes" all you like but I just don't care about them. We are talking about feminine, cute lesbians who need the guidance of a strong patriarchal figure.

As for straight girls well the reality is that some of them have to learn to become bisexual one way or another if that's what their man wants.

>All lesbian sex is rape.

Not going to lie, that is kind of hot.

>>8758

I don't know what's funnier, that it's the same guy or we now have two of them on this board.

>>8760

I don't really buy him as a serious poster because of how over the top he is but I'll give him the benefit of the doubt out of politeness. If someone puts effort into a troll post and no one replies I can imagine it could be quite disheartening.

>>8756

>>8766 (Checked)

I'm sure you've seen a few fuck-huge spiders in real life. Imagine the speed she is capable of. Think of her squeezing through the door of the room you are in right now. The first thing you'd see would be multiple metre plus long spider legs folding around the door. If it helps, try to imagine this happening in the dead of night. You probably wouldn't even have time to turn the light on. A small mercy perhaps for those with arachnophobia.

>>8777

This can be solved with fire and/or bug spray. We fucked up mammoths with stone-age tech, we can fuck up spidergirls with modern tech without breaking a swear.

>>8780

>shitpost

>>8799 (Checked)

>>8800 (Checked)

Nice eggs but I don't understand why you would want to do that. It doesn't make sense.

>>8801

>Why would you want to purge the unclean

>>8810

In what way is any spider girl "unclean"? We keep seeing these tired memes over and over but they don't represent reality.

>>8837

>>8854

I said this earlier but monstergirls need human males (and human females sometimes) to reproduce. The product of that union is more monstergirls which is obviously a good thing. You call it interbreeding when it's actually just breeding. I suppose this is why we need better education on the issue.

>ITT Paladindus and human purists trying to limit the perseverance and draw of the human cock

Through dick, unity

>>8871

I refuse to believe there are men who don't want to fuck monstergirls and human girls who don't want to see it happen.

>>8888

Quality get.

>>8902

>I kind of like men having lots of women

On /cuckquean/?!

>>8903

I am sorry to say something so controversial but I was forced into it by that stubborn anon.

>>8908

> More monstergirls = less resources and so less humans. If some may truly serve a useful purpose then let them (note to fetishists: prostitution or 'stress relief' in this case is not a useful purpose)

This is true. Most people don't realize that the Roman Empire collapsed because they started taking in pet cats.

>>8912

>>8922

>Surely a sex slave is by definition only used for sex?

It's current year anon. Times have changed.

>complain about something not being the case

>be shown it is the case

>complain about it being the case

I really dislike the comment that it's "super weird" for human males and monstergirls to be together. It's highly offensive and upsetting to be honest, especially after she apparently appeared to be in favour of it. Why couldn't see just say "oh that's cool, I'm glad to be proven wrong". It's so disappointing.

>>9445

Her twitter, like so many others, is just lugenpresse directed virtue signalling from start to end. When the thing that she is signalling about turns out to be lies all she can do is fall back on child-like incoherency. The thought that she is being sexist by making assumptions about and then demonising male sexuality will probably never occur to her. Nor will the fact that virtue signalling does not make her "nice", in fact the opposite as she demonstrates quite clearly.

She has failed to check her own privilege of being able to wear makeup in the first place. Try doing that if your face is covered in fur or you are made of / produce slime. However she's probably so reliant and preoccupied by her makeup that she is unable to show her face without it. A prison of her own making. I suppose the carefully constructed facade of her appearance is a great metaphor for the lugenpresse of which dick she sucks, her twitter, and her entire life.

This just goes to show yet again why human males should be choosing monster girls as their main wife. Human women should be seen and not heard, and certainly not allowed to comment on things they don't understand.

>>9449

>This just goes to show yet again why human males should be choosing monster girls as their main wife. Human women should be seen and not heard, and certainly not allowed to comment on things they don't understand.

Go home, Ingtld, you're drunk again.

>>9466

>>7527

>denying people basic rights

Ring ring

Get the phone

It's The Inquisition

>>7487

sweet white baby jesus that actually sounds like something he would have said if presented with this situation.

Bravo.

>>7517

Surprised nobody has posted the updated profile for Nurarihyon yet.

>>9555 (Very Checked)

In that case the monstergirl is in a relationship with the girl's fiancé and it's a fact that'll she end up pregnant. The question is if it's OK to turn the human girl into a cuckquean and if she'll be better off that way. I personally would not like to see a human couple split up just because a human girl has backwards views. I also would rather not have the monstergirl end up as a single mother. But at the same time I wouldn't want to see someone forced into something they couldn't learn to like.

It really makes you think about the challenges of human men and monstergirls being together in the context of existing relationships, especially with monstergirls who are very aggressive and have more predatory instincts.

It might be better to pair up the more dangerous monstergirls with members of The Inquisition. Those men and women are more aggressive and dominant themselves and more equipped to deal with these challenges.

I found pic related watching this video

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cZc6cr6G2E4

No one told me The Inquisition was this sexy. It is ok to sexualise The Inquisition, right?

>>9631

Yes it is. Death Cult assassins like her are there to not just be effective killers, but bodyguards and eye-candy too.

Saged/Spoilered because off-topic.

Your girlfriend is spending a lot of time at the lab recently.

They brought back the alien they found on the expedition.

So that's probably causing a lot of extra work.

You're starting to get a bit lonely at home to be honest but when she does come back she seems so excited and happy. If only she could talk about what she's discovering.

Neko Para 3 is out, everyone go get 2 more catgirls for your boyfriend's harem!

>>10306

I hope there will be some angry articles about this.

>>10312

This brings up an interesting point, if you can't be there to watch, do you prefer to hear about your boyfriend's/husband's exploits from him, the vixen, or both?

>>11754

>make excellent caption and scenario

>use picture obviously drawn by some footfag degenerate

Both win and fail at once.

She turned up one night at your door. It was freezing outside but she just stood there in her flimsy dress, smiling at you, not even shivering. Her eyes glowed. “Well? Aren’t you going to invite me in?” she asked. You stared. “I’m a vampire so I can’t come in unless you invite me” she patiently explained. You managed to force out the words, “c-come in”. “Come in, what?” she asked. “Come in, please” you corrected yourself. “That’s better,” she replied and stepped inside. You closed the door after her.

She went into the dark living room and pointed at the curtains. “Open them” she said. You did. She sat on the windowsill, directed you to sit on the floor in front of her, and proceeded to explain how things were going to be from now on.

~ * * * ~

Around noon your husband came back from his trip. He immediately sensed how excited you were and began to ask what was going on. You were always pleased to see him but this was something different. You put a finger to your lips and led him to the basement. It was dark because you had sealed up the windows with bin bags and tape. There in the middle of the floor was a hamper. You knelt down and slowly opened it. Removing a layer of sheets you exposed the curled up form of a little blonde haired girl, soundly sleeping.

“She’s a vampire,” you whispered, explaining the bizarre situation before he could react, “she’s chosen to live with us and of course she can’t be exposed to sunlight”. You continued to fill him in on what had happened and what had been decided.

~ * * * ~

You woke up to the feeling of a girl cuddling up into your body. She was wrapping herself around you, making herself comfortable and nuzzling her face into your breasts. Now he was done and probably asleep, she had come down into the living room to join you under the covers on the couch.

“Mmm, I can smell how turned on you are” she purred. “It really makes you wet doesn’t it? To know your husband is fucking his special little girl in your marital bed?” she asked. “Yes” you whispered in reply. “Here, feel it” she said as she pulled your hand in between her legs. He had filled her. Irrefutable proof he had cheated on you again. If you could only touch yourself you’d probably cum instantly.

You felt the strong instinctive urge to masturbate as your husband fucked his new lover but the chastity belt stopped that. Now you had the pretty little vampire girl writhing into you the urge was even more intense. “It’s natural you know, for a human woman to feel that way” she said as if reading your mind. Maybe it was, for you at least. For some other women it was bound to be a kind of coping mechanism to deal with all the elf girls, the many types of monster girls, demons and even robot girls making themselves at home in the lives and relationships of human couples.

You had always been a cuckquean and had fantasised many times about your husband having an affair. You asked yourself what you would do if you found out. The answer was always the same: let it continue, let him cheat. But it often went farther than that. You wanted to help them, to serve them, to do what you could to make them happier together.

“I love how warm you are,” she sighed in obvious pleasure. “I’m going to feed now”. Her little fangs pressed into your breast, the sharp pain quickly fading to nothing. You felt and heard her lapping and sucking up your blood. You gently stroked her long blonde hair. She was such a good girl. Occasionally she would stop to look up at you and smile, and then seductively lick the blood from her lips and teeth. You felt so happy to care for this perfect little girl. Her stomach filled with your blood and her pussy filled with your husband’s cum. She stopped then, and looked at you seriously. “I love him, you know that right?” she asked. “Yes” you answered. “I want you to give him a child” she stated, before sinking her fangs into your neck.

All right, which one of you was this?

“Ah, ah, fuck… really?” she asked, her voice thick with pleasure, barely able to get it out between moans.

“I’m serious,” you pleaded. “I really don’t want this! I’m not acting! I’m not a cuckquean! I don’t know where you got the idea from. Stop! Stop!”

She didn’t. She kept riding him. You had spent what seemed like an eternity asking, crying, begging and screaming for her to stop.

“Tell me… ah… tell me why” she moaned.

“He’s my boyfriend. I’m not a cuckquean you stupid monster bitch! Get off him! I love him!”

Her body went rigid and her eyes shot wide open, as did her mouth in a silent scream. She was motionless for a few seconds and then blinked. Then the convulsions started. Her body was being pulled down, wanting to curl up as what was obviously an extremely powerful orgasm claimed her. You could see her muscles contract. She kept trying to pull herself up, shuddering as she did so, only to fall into herself over and over again. Her tentacles alternately squeezed and released around your boyfriend. Eventually it subsided and she collapsed, her tentacles becoming slack. Her full, generous breasts spread over your boyfriend. Her head rested on the pillow next to his. Her hands were still on his wrists. After she finally caught her breath, she spoke.

“I thought all human girls were cuckqueans, that they wanted this. But you really aren’t one. This is real, this is actually real. I’m really stealing a man from a human girl,” she sighed. “Oh Goddess.”

“I.. I told you. Please, please stop this. Untie me. There are other girls and other men. Just stop this now and go find someone else. Please,” you asked with all your heart.

“I thought you were just playing along with it, that you were just pretending,” she said. She shook her head. “No, I’m sorry, but I can’t. I’m not going to stop. This is everything I ever wanted, everything I’ve ever fantasised. It’s perfect,” she said.

“Please,” you said. She pushed herself upright again and looked at you.

“No, your man is just right, and you, well, you’re so beautiful. I love seeing you like this, begging, crying, the tears falling down your pretty face. I thought it was all acting, but it’s actually real. It’s actually real! Goddess, so fucking hot.” She laughed as her body involuntarily shuddered and shivered in pleasure.

“My mothers told me human girls always played along to make it good for monster girls but in the end it was something you wanted just as much,” she explained. “We rape human men but they usually like it. After all, it’s hardly rape if he wants it,” she continued, “and we prefer men who already have human girlfriends. It shows he’s a good man, strong, healthy and a good provider. That’s the way it’s always been. It’s natural.”

>>11851

That's a very nice thing to say about us, but I think the spirit of /monster/ still resides very much in /monster/. They might overcorrect against certain fetishes but I understand why they do that.

As >>7500 said:

>I like monstergirls a lot. I think they're cute and cool. I also find /monster/'s hardcore vanillaism endearing and refreshing. They once deleted Catgirl Revolution but I understand the moderation's position on harems was clarified as a result (they're allowed and protected; any kind of NTR is still verboten of course) which makes me happy because I'm not into cheating or humiliation anyway, and many of their monstergirls explicitly encourage their men to form harems or otherwise cater to compersive cuckqueaning.

>monstergirls

>not skelegrills

>CY+3

>>11878

>be patient

nah fuck that. Necromancy is the quick and easy route.

There is a skeleton inside you right now anons.

Your girlfriend is completely falling in love with the alien girl.

She dreams about her. When was the last time she dreamed about you, human girl?

I decided to try my hand at it. It's probably shit though.

This took longer than I expected it to, but I'm happy with it. I hope to make more along this theme.

>>12066 (checked)

I'm glad you noticed, Anon. Here is another.

>>12064

I love how she subtly makes the situation less and less escapable, until finally there can be no escape.

Everyday life.

>>12079

I agree with >>12077 it's a really awesome idea! Sexy motivationals are the best. I'm guessing it really hits that primal part of you that other motivational sources are too shy to hit. Namely, that increase the chance that you will get laid with attractive people if you have attractive habits. If you will forgive my sperging.

You wouldn't even need to find a fitness-themed image. Just a cute monstergirl encouraging you should be enough. For added kinkiness you could throw in that the viewer will get extra cucked if they don't!

Picture somewhat related, it's the first thing I found for "sporty catgirl"

>>12067

>>12081

Upon further research, katzenmädchen seems to strike a balance between fitting before -schaft, actually producing images I recognise as catgirls in Google Image Search, and summoning the image of vitality and energy that we expect of eared girls (mädchen suggesting a young woman), though again I'm not sure if this is entirely correct.

I have thus adjusted this image to be the katzenmädchenschafterklärung.

>>12082

I was about to post saying that mädchen is closer to "girl," whereas "frau" is analogous to "woman." Although Katzenfrauenschaft has a nice ring to it, and perhaps its status as a combination word removes its "cat lady" implications.

>>12068

>>12067

>>12077

Thanks for the positive feedback! I'm glad people liked it.

I made another one.

>>12064

>>12099

Here's another one.

Hopefully they're not getting too same-y. I just like this premise a lot. I'll try to do something different next time.

I feel like these are so specific that I'm limiting my potential audience to like… five or six fellow perverts in the entire world. But fuck it, this is fun!

>>12070

>>12077

Christ-chan agrees. Sister-wives don't let sister-wives smoke!

>>12102

>The more I think about a world in which this sort of organisation exists, the more I like it. I might be a little too on the compersive side of things but the idea of happy friendly fluffy cuckqueaning by NatSoc catgirls who plotted to get you together with your hubby in the first place and truly love you really hits a spot I didn't know I had. I've started jotting down segments for a larger story (perhaps a VN) which I'll devote more time to if it looks like others out there also like the setting and I can get enough creative juice out of the ideas.

If you're going to go harder into world-building it doesn't hurt to look into /tg/'s resources. Also see the stories in the smut archive.

>>12105

>>12111

Okay, here they are. You can go ahead and share these.