/nothingness/ - The Void

>>548

>Be chilling in the void

>Decide to go hunting for some rapey slaaneshian entity with tiddies

>Hear that the graveyard in the local town is full of them for some reason.

>Go there at midnight while the void moon is at full.

>Cough from the graveyard fog getting too thicc.

>Feel the mist phasing through your clothes.

>Cough some more to find the mist turning from white to black.

>Suddenly your body goes limp.

>Start feeling a constant churning around your erogenous zones.

>You now at the mercy of this rapey mist that milks you to the point of having droopy pants.

>Muster up the strength to ask about the slaaneshians.

>A foreign idea pops into your head on where to find them.

>Find the thick cloud leaving your body, allowing you to move again.

>You politely thank it, and decide to go home since you're pretty much drained to do anything else.

>Lay down in bed.

>In your mind's eye you can see a grin along with a pair of emerald eyes with curly eye lashes.

>Realize that a part of the Mist stayed with you.

>>553

>Step inside a diner to take a breather.

>You had a long day just walking around in the tangible parts of The Void.

>Find a booth and take a seat, grabbing a menu that was sitting in the middle of the table.

>Had to resist pinching your chin from wondering what the hell is a 'Bloody Savage Muffer'.

>See a pale white chick with jet black hair and a black tank top and black jeans walk over to the table.

>"Hey, what can I get ya?"

>Immediately get a smile on your face from recognizing her.

"D-Death?"

>She tilts her head, beaming as she chuckles.

>"Haha oh shit Anon, what's up? How you been?"

"I've been… you work here?"

>"Only when I'm bored, can I get you some midnight shade tea? Helps bring you some comfort from being in this obsidian womb."

"Obsidian womb?"

>"It's spiritual jargon for The Void. Anyway, it'll help you calm your nerves."

"Shit, sounds good."

>"Coming right up, love."

>What made this interaction so bizarre was the fact that about a week ago, she was 'Carrier' to this place.

-A week earlier-

>You slam your car door then take a moment to look at the building you just finished working a 12-hour shift in.

>You were ready to go home, and enjoy your day off tomorrow.

>But first, you had one place in mind: a bar that was just up the street.

>After cranking up your car, you didn't bother turning on the radio.

>After today, you needed a little bit of quietness.

>You stepped into the bar, hardly surprised that the place was dead.

>It was just you, the old bartender, and a couple of tv screens broadcasting either distractions or fear mongering.

>"Hey Anon, what'll it be?"

"Any kind of bourbon, neat. And by all means, double it."

>He lets out a two-note 'ha'.

>"Rough day at the stress factory you call a job?"

"What do you think my dude?"

>"Heh, coming right up."

>There was a nudge at your left side.

>You'd panic, but you're too numb from the day.

>To you left you were surprised to find a young woman in a leather black jacket, black hair and lipstick nursing a cup of tea.

"Oh, hello. I don't believe we've met."

>"Not officially, but you know of me."

>The bartender places a glass before you, containing your order.

>You knock back half of it.

"What's your name, pretty lady?"

>"Death."

>You let out a half-hearted chuckle as she presented her hand for a handshake.

>But you play along, and give her the handshake she's looking for.

"And what brings you here tonight, Death? Can I call you Dee?"

>"You and no."

"Flattering, but really. Why are you here?"

>"I'm here for you, Anon."

>You fell silent for a moment.

"And how do you know my name?"

>"It's on your name badge."

"Oh."

>"Anyway Anon, I'm here tonight because you called me."

"Very funny, I don't believe I have your number."

>"People tend to be unaware of how they call me. I couldn't help but notice you're not a fan of your everyday life."

"Something like that."

>"I have a one-time offer that I'd like to give to those begging to not exist in this world."

>"Ah, society, only making brainless drones. Encourages you to be the cog in the machine, get in debt and to listen to what's on television that they call 'programming'. A world of people spending their precious time stuck in traffic. Airwaves full of messages that are made to psychologically manipulate you into mindless consumption. Everywhere you look that's some form indoctrination and you're an outcast for trying to think freely. Numb from mundane interactions from these consumers with an entitled mentality. You didn't ask to be born into this. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this is Hell."

>You turn to the lady at your left, a smirk on your face from her saying the very words in your head.

"What's your offer?"

>"Anon, how'd you like to come with me to The Void?"

"Pardon?"

>"It's a place where there will be none of this bullshit, you'll be at peace. Simple as that. I'm here to take your pain away."

"Know what? I'm in."

>"Right on. How about a toast?"

"Hell yeah."

>You both raised your glasses.

>"To Nothingness."

>Clink.

>Drink.

>Spent a few minutes hanging out until Death wanted to go out for a smoke and you talked a bit more.

>Once she stumped the butt into the ground, a portal opened.

>And you both walked through.

>>555

>be me, anonsworth of anonshire

>be indentured servent

>its not so bad, I have to do wait on some rich fucks but I get to live relatively rich too, besides I grew up with one of them

>he gets married off in a political marriage, the bride was…odd and the family didnt want her single her whole life

>anon is scared, and brings me with him to his new life as his servant

>lady Amu is constantly calling me into her employ for her "research", mostly going to libraries for her because she dosnt want to be seen

>bringing back a pot of soil from stonehenge

>hear screams in the "dungeon"

yes she has a dungeon, yes they do things in their, sex things

>not the normal screams either, this almost sounds like a howl

>barge in

>masters clothes are on the floor and lady amu is being roughly fucked by a man with the head of a bear

>excuse myself

>later that day master is telling me of the pleasures of abandoning your form

>says that changing form is the first step and becoming WITHOUT FORM is the next, but he is afraid to do it alone

>get roped into some freaky sex shit, but hey maybe it isnt bad, he seemed to be enjoying himslf

>we are at it, we have finally arrived

>for me its been decades, but even longer for her

>master has taken a hideous form, but he is quite cognizant and aware of it

>he can change any time but he lets me know telepathically he will need it once we step thought the portal

>I, the 5th son of anon, in my 55th year to the day, am the catalyst

>I stand in the center of the 5 stones while she paints with some blood of mine we had kept in ice

>once its done I can feel it, more energy then I should be able to live through

>its to be expected, since this is the first time it has been tried with the catalyst alive

>the world goes black… am I dead?

>no… the pillars are still here, master and lady Amu are rejoicing

>I ask a question, only I have nothing to make noise with!?

>master hears me anyway, with his telepathy, I am without form, we are in the void

so yea, I accompany them, I told master being 'Boneless' isnt all its cracked up to be but it has some advantages, I can move shit around like a ghost and am aware of everything within my domain unless I choose to ignore it, like the cellular structure of a living thing is very complcated and would grind my senses to a halt so I ignore it

somehow, even in this world lady Amu manages to be a recluse and study all day, but the library is much more impressive

master however takes us to town regularly, it was bizzare at first but since I was bound to him after the ritual what was I gonna do, besides there was this one lady cindy that let me posess her while she was high, it was pretty great, I see her often

>tfw no Mist gf

>>567

You gotta go to the void Anon, that's where Mist is

>>566

Oh Mist-chan, you tickle me.

>>583

she'll tickle your balls from the inside

>>584

>you can literally cum Mist-chan

more gfs pls

>>640

Japanese Moon Witch? Goes around spooking non void dwellers?

>>585

>you can cum Mist-chan

>you can cum in Mist-chan

>you can cum on Mist-chan

>all at the same time

>>647

BRUH

bump for visibility

>>640

>Reversed google searched the image.

>Immediately get results of a Japanese Urban Legend named "hachishakusama"

>She's an eight feet tall women that abducts children, wears a long white dress and says "po… po… po…"

GUYS CAN WE KEEP HER?!

>>704

>Jail

>In The Void

I mean, first off a lot of the entities running around have been around for centuries if not millennia. I don't think she's jail bait fam.

>>710

I like her already tbh, but that name must be killer to say "hachishakusama"

>>709

She looks like she can handle her liqour

>>700

heh

>>730

>via 9gag.com

>>719

Google reverse image search suggests they're Dolls of Hell.

I'm calling them Hell Dolls. Really wanna write some green about them

what's the eta on dem hell dolls

>>757

TWO EXTRA HOLES

>>772

what

>>719

>You were sitting at a booth at a Diner, looking out through the glass.

>With a smile on your face, you've come to find the dark to be comforting.

>Even though it's supposed to be noon, the sky is pitch black, and only illuminated by the shining eyes of elder gods.

>Today, you're meeting up with Death for a weekly chat since she's something of a friend.

>To be fair, she's everyone's friend, much like Cindy.

>The bell above the door makes it's slow, distorted ring, and there was Death, sporting black tank top, and black jeans.

>Once she saw you, she waved and joined you at your booth.

>A waitress floated by to deliver two orders of Midnight shade tea.

>You thank her and meet eyes with Death.

>"Haha what's up, man?"

"Christ, I know you're Death, but how about adding some color to your wardrobe?"

>She tilts her head, "why? I like black, it's slimming."

"You're slim enough."

>She laughs off your comment, the leans in.

>"So whatcha been up to? How are you enjoying the Obsidian womb?"

"I can't really complain, the apartment is nice. But–"

>"You need sex."

>You open your mouth but were lost for words from Death's bluntness.

"I umm, yeah. I mean, Cindy already blew me when she dropped me off."

>"Cindy will go down on anyone like an elevator on the top floor."

"Something ain't right about her though."

>Death cuts her eyes to the side for a moment while she finds her words.

>"Cindy is… Cindy."

"I'm kinda surprised how casual you're being about this."

>"We void beings don't adopt the masquerade of being coy or cute about it. If you need it, you need it. Don't apologize for it."

"If that's the case, Death why don't you and I-"

>"Sure, another time though. But what you need is a Hell Doll."

"A what?"

>"Hell Dolls? They're perfect for companionship."

"How so?"

>"Think of them as… sentient sex toys."

"So, a succubus?"

>You picked up on Death's disdain as she rolls her eyes.

>"Yeah, only they're not trying to take your life force. They'll give you exactly what you need, they have a sixth sense about that."

"If they're so great, why are they called Hell Dolls?"

>"Honestly? The name kinda stuck ever since one killed some holier-than-thou scumbag that was trying to purify The Void. The papers went crazy with that story."

"Where can I get one of these beauties?"

>"Oh, you can either get one off the street or buy one. Some owners let them go due to boredom."

"Whoa, sounds like some kind of slavery shit going on."

>"Well, with Hell Dolls, all they want to do is be a companion. They find the easier to just put themselves on the market for someone to buy."

"You mean they can't just go up to dudes and say, 'hi, would you like some company tonight?'"

>"They can't talk."

>You raise an eyebrow.

"As in, they don't have a mouth to speak?"

>"Yeah, and they look creepy, so unless you were in the know about them you wouldn't approach them on the street. And, most likely they're probably doing an errand for their loved one."

"Hmmm…."

>It's ridiculous how dirt cheap Hell Dolls are, you would look into it more, but after your lunch with Death, you did some research when you got home for the rest of the day.

>There was nothing but praise for these entities

>You're newly bought Hell Doll sits on your couch, hands in lap and blinking occasionally.

"Nod if you understand me."

>She responds with a nod so subtle it wouldn't disturb a fly.

>It was kind cute seeing her in a black color shirt that had poofy shoulders, but you like her jeans, they compliment her form.

>You note the obscure tattoos down her arm.

>The horns on her head curved some.

>Her blank eyes were following you wherever you went.

"So, I know you're not able to talk but, here."

>You hand her a mini dry erase board with a black marker that has a string attached to the board.

>The Hell Doll takes it, not even bothering to look down.

"What's your name?"

>She shifts her eyes to the dry erase board in her lap and starts jotting down her answer.

>You finally pop a squat on the coffee table across from her.

>She hands back the dry erase board and upon looking at what she wrote, you had to scratch your head in confusion.

>At first glance, it looks like a bunch of jumbled letters overlapped over each other.

>But you realize it's probably some sort of sigil, still you can't even begin to infer a name.

"Uh, how about I just call you Hellen?"

>She shrugs, then extends her arms to you, you can tell she was trying to muster a smile.

>You lean in and was embraced with a tight hug.

>Hellen's pretty strong.

I'll write more later today.

And I'll go ahead and take this 800 get too.

>>799

Continuing

>You can feel your body feeling the taxings for the day.

>After yawning into your hand, you get up and Hellen followed you to your bedroom.

>You didn't need to snuggle under the covers, due to Hellen's warmth.

>With a sigh, you retire for the night, slipping into a dream.

<You saw yourself in an electric chair, a hooded figure had flipped the switch.

<The body you watched spasmed mercilessly, foaming at the mouth while one side of your cheek corroded.

<You turn away from the scene only to look out to a burning church.

<An ambulance pulls up, and out steps a stereotypical display of the devil.

<You look up, only to realize you're looking down at the witness of the end times.

<Children crawling through charred up wood piles as their eyes bleed, shouting up to you.

<Fires sprouted all over, as a mushroom cloud expands in the distance.

<Their skin was visibly boiling.

<"Save us please!"

<Before you can open your mouth, your arms were tied down to the arms of a wooden chair.

<A sponge squeezes out water above your head, as some sort of helmet was in place.

<Metal bars were raised, separating you from a scene of the end times.

<You see a crimson hand touch your left forearm.

<"They cannot be saved, do not make the mistake of pitying them."

"Why?"

<Laughter was his response.

<A switch flips.

<You feel a jolt course through your body starting at your head.

<Upon the first spasm, you sit up in your bed.

>Sitting up in your bed, you find Hellen resting a hand on your heart to calm you down.

>Another tight hug from Hellen eased your breathing.

>You lay back down, staring up at the ceiling wondering why such an intense nightmare even occurred.

>Hellen however, provided you with the right amount of distraction with her company, putting your mind at peace.

>You'll have to call Death and tell her about that dream.

"Could you grab my phone?"

–

>"Shit, should've warned you about that," Death says through the other end of the phone.

"What are you talking about?"

>"Hell Dolls are a little manipulative in the sense they want to give you all the love you require."

"I'm not sure I follow that line of logic."

>"It's to put more emphasis in feeling comforted."

>You lean out of out of your kitchen for a moment, checking to see if Hellen is around.

>Your best guess is she's just on the couch

"So the best way for her to soothe me is to spook me?"

>"Pretty much."

"Anything else?" You say through your gritting teeth.

>"Don't plan on going anywhere after fucking a Hell Doll, they get clingy. Anyway, I gotta go, I've got another human to bring to The Void."

>The line goes dead.

>Blowing air through your nostrils can only feel a pang of frustration.

>So this is your life now.

>In the Void, living out of a strange apartment with weird light bending physics.

>And a sentient doll that'll give you hellish nightmares and provide companionship.

>You notice Hellen pokes her head up as you let out a sigh.

"What?"

>You watch her walk to the kitchen to you, grabs your hand.

>Then places her other hand on her chest.

"You felt that?"

>She tugs your hand, leading you to the bedroom.

>You stand dumbfounded as you stand at the foot of your bed.

>She takes a moment to lock the door, you turn around ready to give her some ounce of protest.

"Look, Hellen, we need to ta-"

>She was already unbuckling your belt, you can tell she was somewhat giggling from her shoulders bouncing.

>The waist of your pants hit your ankles, and Hellen gave you a shove.

>Hellen tosses her black collared shirt by the nightstand and strips all the way down to her jet black stockings.

>You take a moment to look at her tattoos.

>Countless white vines running all over her skin, but you noticed one of her tattoos is a pumping heart.

>You the more you stare at her, the more the white heart gains a little color.

>Starting with a faint pink to a rose red, her tattoo still moving like it was an actual heart.

>If Hellen could smirk, she would.

>>803

>That dream sequence

I wanted to go to Sleep tonight man

>>856

I havent really written much but I imagine the void like an impossibly vast blank emptyness, with locations just floating about not really connected to each other

of course with the locations not connected there may ab a void city or two, and cities generally speaking have a lot of "people" in them >>549 for example is impossibly far away from the city, yet no matter where you are it is local, if that makes any sense

>>868

nice, I really like the transition from the "urban" to innnawoods and all the description

I would like to point out that your knife magically becomes a gun offscreen at some point though.

>>872

Read it again m8, he had both a knife and gun.

Fuck, I want a void girl now.

>>873

shit your right, my bad

>>883

die

bumpin

>>888

harsh get man

>>926

>killing cute insects for the sake of "le funny vine meme xD"

>>558

reading this with don't fear the reaper in the background and a shot of moonshine in hand just feels real proper, i've gotta say.

>>956

This is fitting like you wouldn't believe. You added even more atmosphere to that patch of green.

Salute

>>721

Really wanna write something for these darn lil void girls

>>960

Why don't you?

>>963

I will eventually when I figure out a neat little story.

I need the eta on green

>>979

wut

uuugh, writing

I want to cum inside Mist-chan.

>>1016

/r/ing more green on mist-chan

>>1035

what

>>1034

christ

>>1035

Hands on face and nipple.

One foot up my ass the other stomping on my dick. Your move.

>>1044

gay

>>868

more butcher when?

>>1032

Sweetfuck someone needs to write about this one already

its that time again, their is a chill wind on the dismal shore when their should be none, the sick ladies cabin should appear soon if any want to go see her before the end of January

I warn you though, if you are not already hooked dont go, her beautiful alabaster skin and perfectly midnight locks, the luster of her eyes betraying the passion underneath her calm demeanor

oh god I wish she was with us for real, I cant stand the grief of having never known this little lady, every time I see her I feel more and more empty and drained

the remains of that man will be with her again probably, he scares me but fascinates me, I dont know where the rest of him went when he came here but he looks like a whole being when he rests near a certain grave on the beach for some reason and thats almost scarier

>>1117

Wait, which void girl was this post for?

>>1128

she never had a photo taken of her

its actually an elaborate shitpost like the music lyric threads but better because you can pretend to fuck it, let me know your guess as to what I am referencing in spoilers so others can play too

>>1044

. . . k den

>>883

>>>974

>>1164

shit, I meant >>974

>>1084

Where'd this art come from, (Especially the first pic) is it yours? Do you have a gallery?

>>1084

Neat story, mate, I'm flattered you'd use my work for it.

>>1169

>>1170

Yeah, it's my work. I've been meaning to get a gallery set up for all of my art, but I've had trouble finding the time. I have a tumblr, but I understand not wanting to dig through dump.

>>1172

Not that other Anon but I wouldn't mind taking a look at the tumblr

if it's not too much trouble

>>1174

https://joolius.tumblr.com/

>>1177

fucking hell, tumblr is so shit, you can just keep going down for hours then you click on one picture and you're back at the top and you can't just undo to your previous place, you're just fucked. you wanna keep scrolling? scroll aaaaall the way back first. fuck me.

>>1178

Yeah, it's a terrible site. That's exactly why I've been trying to get a proper gallery set up.

>>1178

>>1179

Tumblr's horrible user interface works as entry barrier that keeps newfags out and members invested in staying.

Imageboards also rely on this to function as a community, but while out UI isn't as horrible still not very intuitive though, we also have bad reputation (intentionally cultivated) and always changing jargon you have to spend months learning.

>>1177

Damn, you've got some neat concepts anon

>>1181

Thanks!

>>1180

Yeah. It's frustrating trying to find a good gallery site for all my stuff, but everyone's got their flaws. Pixiv seems to be my best bet.

>>1180

that's retarded. no one here would use this site if the UI was fucked "intentionally" which it isn't. it's just a shitty modernistic design that's made with low attention spans in mind.

>>1172

thanks, if they have official lore I would love to hear it

I wish I could into art… I am trying to tackle creature design and some light writing right now but I have never written anything longer then fap caption sized and not many of those either

what's the eta for green

>>1242

soon, you got a girl in mind? that would help

>>1243

KUROOOOOOOOOOOOOoo

SENSE I>>1171

>>1244

This post >>1171

>>1272

>there she is

>she is so beautiful I cant even tell her apart from the rest of the wonderful void except for subtle context clues

> she has been so close for so long, how could I not notice!

>I must have her, I must embrace her, its like she is pulling me in!

>>1320

is that the leftypol BO?

>>1322

>that porcelain face on the mechanical body

I dont know why this is so arousing

nice dubs btw

>>1383

that's what I got so far, will write more later.

bump

>>1383

>timey wimey bullshit

I warned you about this dawg, aint no way I can map that shit

>>1320

>The cigarette smoke dances around your face as you sit at the edge of the bed, turning back at your company in your bed, you shake your head.

>She looks back at you with a smirk that you wish you could smack off her face.

>After taking a drag, she passes the cigarette to you.

>"Round two?"

>You look away, ashamed.

"Fuck."

>Of all the void girls around here…

>This pig.

>This… filth.

>Consistently gives you the best sex in your goddamn afterlife.

>In a dirty ass motel room that doesn't have proper hot water.

>She licks her lips that are painted with goth black lipstick.

"We can't keep doing this."

>An annoying nasally laugh comes from her mouth, all ending with the most obnoxious pig snort.

>"Baby-"

"Don't call me that."

>"Oooh, touchy."

>She crawls up behind you, putting her hands on your shoulder then gradually sliding her hands down your chest.

>The pudginess of her body kept your bareback warm.

>Her wet snout smacks your cheek as well as her lips.

"Get off of me you-"

>"Shhh, shhh. I know you're in the 'Time of the Wiseman'. You have my number."

"I'm deleting it."

>"You said that the last four times."

"Fuck you."

>"Anytime."

>You go off in a daze as you stare at the coffee stained carpet.

-The next day, at a diner-

>You can tell Death was smirking behind her cup of coffee.

>"Ugh, what's wrong with this one? I swear you have way too many void girl problems."

"She's filthy swine, I shouldn't be fucking her, to begin with."

>"But you are, so what's the problem?"

"She's… one of the best fucks I've had. And I can't quit her."

>"Again, what's the problem."

"OH, and she has the balls to not get on my nerves. Always backs off when I tell to fuck off. Keeps quiet when I tell her to shut the fuck up."

>Death tilts her head as she raises an eyebrow.

>"Are you hearing yourself right now? She sounds great."

"Exactly! She's making it hard to quit her."

>A buzz occurs on your left thigh, indicating you received a message.

>You unlock your phone and check your text messages, you instantly groan.

"Here take a look at this."

>You pass the phone to Death, and she takes a look at your phone and chuckles immediately.

>"Hahaha, 'Did you delete my number yet?' with a winky face. She's too cute."

>She leans her head forward a little. "Why do you have her named as Mistress Piggy?"

>Another buzz.

>"She says, 'usual place? 9 pm?'"

>You let out a sigh.

"… damn it."

>"I'll tell her yeah," Death says, typing a message for you and gets a reply back immediately.

>"'Good boy' with a kissy face. You know what? I like her. You've got a keeper on your hands."

"Et Tu, Death?"

Just an intro for her. Chillout, will write more when inspiration strikes me.

>>1424

nice, caught it fresh too

>>1424

goddamnit more

nigga tf, you can't be doing with this. Green. Now.

Greeeeeeeeeeeen

>>1424

"Fuck's sake…"

>Your head hangs as you bring your hand up to knock on the motel door.

>Just as you ball up your hand into a fist to know on the door, she opens it.

>"Ah, punctual as ever, ya hungry? I grabbed some bacon burgers on the way here."

>You look up and to the left for a moment, chewing on the irony.

"Move."

>You push the door inward, she only laughs as you storm in, "there's wine chilling in the fridge too by the way."

>Ignoring her, you walk over to the bed and unbuckle your belt buckle.

"You know why I'm here, pig."

>She closes the door, a smile on her face while she watches you get ready.

>After taking a moment, she does a little bit of a tit twerk from playfully shivering.

>"Right to the dirty talking hm? Been thinking about me all day haven't you?"

"Shut the fuck up," you say, pulling your cock out of your pants as you lie on your back. "Get to work."

>Her smirk widens as she walks over.

>Licks her snout, then plants it just below your abdomen, making you squirm a little.

"Ugh, why do you do that?"

>She responds by kissing your tip as a way to apologize.

>Opening her mouth, she lets the underside of your tool get cradled by her tongue.

>Using a hand, she takes her time to stroke you when her mouth is at your crown.

>After deep throating you a couple of times, she speaks up.

>She was looking right into your eyes while she keeps you stimulated with her hands.

>"So, how come you never let me come over? You got a girlfriend?"

"I thought I told you to shut up."

>"Just making conversation."

>She takes a moment to snort an ample of amount of spit in her mouth, then launches it, and lets it run down your shaft.

>Tightening her grip on you, she smirks it as she keeps stroking.

>"So can I come over sometime?"

"I don't want your stench in my place."

>"Hey," she stops for a moment. "I shower on a daily basis F-Y-I."

>Instinctively your pelvis thrusts upward into her hand, but she pushes you back down with the other.

>"Easy, slow down love. Don't wanna lose my leverage just yet. Let me come over one day, we'll hang out~"

"Leverage?"

>She plants her lips right on the slit where you're leaking precum, then winks.

"Unf…"

>"Be my good boy?"

>You had to close your eyes and hum. She's not playing fair.

>Your boner is twitching at this point because she knows what that phrase does to you.

>That's how she got you to accept letting her pay your bar tab.

>That's how she got your number.

>It's a phrase that got you into this situation.

>And here you are, desperate for more pleasure, but also trying to keep the filth away from your home.

>The same filth wearing only thigh high socks.

>Her snickering only made it worse because she's got you where she wants you.

>"Hmmm? What's it gonna be love?"

"I mean… I guess."

>She nearly does something of a death grip while she jerks you off, as your reward which sent an array of different signals to your brain.

>How does a fucking pig know how to invoke the right amount of lust in you.

>As you opened your mouth, she stops her handiwork and reaches for your neck as she straddles you.

>Her hands slimy with a mixture her saliva and your precum grasp the sides of your neck as she descends on your rod.

>"Ever died and gone to heaven?"

>You turn to check the clock then make eye contact with her again, surprised to find your hands on her hips.

>"Mmmf, someone's hungry~"

"Ugh, would you just shut-"

>"Come get a piece of your slam piggy."

more later or something

>>801

oh goodness, now that I find my way to a computer and find a forum for this… nothingness we call it I see her again

before her I was content to just stare, but I finally lost my virginity thanks to this girl, I hope to see her again

since it seems to be what we do in this thread here is the "storytime" as you call it

>be working nothing shift at a gas station in the middle of no-where

>for some reason I always liked to stare out into the dead of night, it brought me peace I think

>occasionally think I see things, crazy things

>sometimes ayylmao, or skinwalkers, or bigfoot

>at least thats what people tell me, but I think its beyond any of that

>they are always far off, it seems they are an entire WORLD away

>but yesterday was different

>yesterday it appeared to be a girl, no guess on the age but young

>she actually walked up to the doors

>I would just chalk it up to my imagination but…

> below the hood there was no head, just the same otherworldly darkness that I see out the window

>I barely even notice all the blood at the time

>…wait holy shit is that a halo

>after allowing me to gawk for a moment she speaks

>I can understand her perfectly but she sounds very far away despite being feet from me

>"ᴵ ᵃᵐ ʰᵘᶰᵍʳʸ" as she presents two snickers bars on the counter with some money

>"y-yea sure"

>dont even count the money

>she seems to toss them whole into the darkness covering her face

>while I am debating whether or not I am crazy she starts to leave

> "wait" I say, reaching out over the counter

>she stops

>"is uh, their anything else you need?"

>there is a small moment where despite not being able to see her I can almost FEEL a grin

>she walks towards the bathroom wordlessly, all I can think about is the tiny little scraps of thigh I can see, the only bit of flesh exposed

>I go to unlock it for her

>she grabs my by the shirt and pulls me into the bathroom

>surprisingly strong while pulling me, this isnt normal

cont..

>>1481

>tosses me onto the toilet in a sitting position, for some reason this seems weaker, I had to kinda go with it

>totally flustered here, I let her do everything

>she brings her delicate finger, barely exposed by the too big hoodie, and ALMOST touches me

>my zipper seems to follow her finger wtf is she magnetic

>I spring out with explosive force, all the blood in my body seemingly being pulled there

>I can hear a ᵍᶦᵍᵍᶫᵉ spring forth from the hoodie

>she does some sort of tease with ALMOSTS and NEARLYS, never quite touching it, but I swear I can feel it all

>finally, my willpower broken I involuntarily thrust forward a bit ==>HOLY SHIT HER GRIP IS CRUSHING==

>IM TOTALLY AT HER MERCY, THE TIGHTEST MY DICK HAS EVER BEEN HELD, NO ESCAPE

>NOT CONTENT, SHE STARTS PUMPING SLOWLY

>this is REALLY intense, I cant even tell if its pain or pleasure

>pretty sure the head is about to explode, and not as a metaphor

>HOLY SHIT DONT TWIST IT

>finally she speeds up, it feels almost like an orgasm is being drawn out of me

>I can feel it slowly snake up my urethra while I try to hold it back

>uaaah.avi

>alongside the pleasure is a relief that my dick went from ten times as hard to…

>wait…

>why am I still so hard?!

>in reaction to my concern she sets her hands on my legs and I can instantly feel them flush

>she brings herself very close to me, I can feel myself pulse in response, it seems to twitch toward her

>I cant bring myself to pull my gaze from the blank darkness that is her visage

>the familiar abyss stares back at me

<ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ⋅⋅⋅

< ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᶦᵗ⋅⋅⋅

<ᵗᵒ ᵉᶰᵗᵉʳ ᶦᵗ⋅⋅⋅

< ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᶦᵍʰᵗ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇᶫᵉ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳᶰ⋅⋅⋅

>thoughts come forth, all powerful silencing thoughts well up from within my mind, but its so great I cannot voice them

>a long silence, even in my head there seems to be a gap

>"I have wanted nothing more"

>she dives down on me immediately, fully engulfing my member

>I cant even feel anything in detail, its just good

>my whole body feels like im floating, this must be what getting a blowjob from kirby must feel like and its amazing

>wait a sec, I actually am floating! but I really dont care

>breeze coming from under us is nice

>notice the TP roll unrolling and flying up into the portal above her head

>THATS WHAT THAT WAS! I was wondering about the blood, probably some deer or something from before she came in

>I end up grabbing her head while I am in midair to thrust into her

>she grabs my ass and holds my legs, its like she dosnt want the portal to take me yet

>hot damn, it isnt even human or alive I think but it wants my cum before I am taken away

>pace increases, thrusting into her hoodie with wild abandon, one of her hands massages my taint and slips a finger into my backside

>its time! I feel bliss in my last moments

>the next thing I knew I was there, the void I had always gazed at

>I had no form, pretty sure my body is nothing more then a stain on the invisible doorway she carries above her

>time to start my new life, or whatever this is, maybe I can finally meet that bigfoot

if any of you know how to get ahold of her I would really appreciate it, this sounds a little strange but I want to ah, well, take her on a date, go ahead and call me old fashioned

>>1482

>>1481

>she

>her

>handjob and oral

anon I dont know how to tell you this but…

thats probably a dude

my condolences for your heterosexuality

>>1482

Do we have a name for her?

Good work my dude, classic greentext style.

>>1484

>>1482

anons I actually know of this woman,

its an old frisian folk myth that a beautiful girl will come out of the woods and pull you into the night sky

her name is fersoarger but apparently she goes by soar, seen her a couple times at the all you can eat place on the border of the paradox district, and DAMNED if she dosnt try to abuse that

>>1485

I feel sorry for the guy that opened up that buffet place there, must be a nightmare to keep the place stocked

lemme take this racist get

>>1489

fak

good job fag, I bet I am talking to akevi right now

>>1489

>>1490

>>1491

noteven nigga

>>1491

>>1493

woops forgot to capitalize

>>1574

>Asking if Void Husbandos are allowed in a Void GIRLS thread.

M8, not trying to be terrible to ya, but c'mon.

>>1574

nobody will stop you I dont think, but people will be more receptive to them if you write some green for them :^)

>>1478

>"I knew you were hungry," she said giggling at the sight of you devouring the bacon cheeseburger she got you.

>After you finished swallowing a bit, you glare at her.

"Shut up and drink your wine."

>Sitting on a chair, she swirls the glass a little before taking a sip.

>"'shut up, shut up', you sound like a broken record," she mocks.

>She puts down her glass and takes her phone off the nightstand by her.

>"So rude. Text me your address, wanna hang out tomorrow night?"

>You know, it's bizarre treating a pig girl this way and to have her be so nice, so aloof outside of a nonchalant comment.

>You feel terrible, but she's so tolerant of it, almost seems like she gets off on it.

"I'll do that later, why are you so pushy to come over?"

>"To save money, love."

>… shit.

>She has a point.

>It would be cheaper to just have her come over, instead of paying for a room.

>You bite into your burger, letting the silence hang in the air.

>"Mhmm, can't argue with that, can you?"

>She reaches over to rub your back, chuckling.

>You swallow your food with a question at the tip of your tongue.

"Why do you put up with me?"

>"What do you mean?"

"I'm rude to you all the time, and you put up with that. Why?"

>She leans in, pecks her lips on your cheek. "I'll let you in on a little secret."

>"It's the passion behind it that I like."

"What?"

>"I put that rudeness in the same glass as adoring, politeness and I drink it up."

"I detest you."

>"And here you are," she says with a cocky smirk emerging.

>Your head hangs as you let out a sigh, she was kind enough to rub small circles on your back.

>With her other hand, she taps the face of her phone a few times then passes it to you.

>The screen illuminates a blank note that has yet to be written in.

>"Type your address in here."

>Before you can even bother protesting, your fingers had typed your address.

>Your cheek is met with another loving peck, "Good boy."

>She takes a moment to look at it before chuckling to herself.

>"I'll stop by sometime, love."

>>1619

>The next few days were uneventful, mostly you talking Death's ear off about your void girl problems.

>"No one judges here," she would say. "The Void doesn't concern itself with arbitrary concepts like a scale for looks. Now get outta my booth, my shift is almost over and I need paying customers to sit here."

>You'd explore the urban areas of the void, hoping to distract yourself, except you kept checking your phone.

>Every once and a while, you'd shoot a text asking how the pig was doing, only to get no response.

>Maybe she was busy, which isn't good.

>In her absence, you realized just how addicted you are.

>You can't even throw bacon on the skillet without getting a boner in the morning.

>After some time of dreading the lack of presence of her, you changed her name to 'I HATE YOU' on your phone.

>You tried your best to stay busy, you hung out with Cindy and some of the other void beings during the night.

>Even other humans that stumbled into The Void, sharing their stories of Earth.

>The following Monday, you found yourself in Death's booth yet again.

>She laughs at the sight of you, one hand on her hip and the other holding a pot of coffee.

>Two coffee cups materialize from black smoke, and Death has a seat.

>"I'd ask what's new, but the look on your face says she still hasn't got in touch with you."

"Ugh, don't remind me, I'm trying to stay distracted."

>"Are you catching feelings for those empty troubles with no rules?"

"Death, I'm don't have a mild fucking clue what you just said. Anyway, gimme some ideas. What do I do to stay distracted?"

>"Let me ask you a question."

"Hmm?"

>"Is that her at the counter ordering?" Death says pointing behind you.

>As soon as you turn your head, you felt your heart drop as you blocked out anyone surrounding her.

>A good week you haven't seen her, and you were getting used to her not being around a lot, but the moment you caught a glimpse of her hair, it all went downhill.

>She turned to look at you with a knowing smile as if she knew you were staring at her.

>Her eyes lit up and she waved. As soon as she got her order in a brown bag, she walked over to the booth.

>You turn to Death, hoping she can get the message you were saying with your eyes.

>Death merely leans in with her imaginary popcorn.

>"Hey there, I haven't seen you in a while, scoot over!"

>You scoot over, and immediately get attacked with a hug and a kiss.

>As she pulled you in, she held you like she was never going to let go while she cooed in your ear.

>"It's been so long, I misses you~"

"'Misses' me?"

>"Mhmm~"

>Death is holding in her laughter but manages to mouth the word 'wow' from how ridiculous the pig is being.

>And you're loving every minute of it as if you just got a potent fix after lowering your tolerance.

>>1620

>"Funny running into you here."

"Haha yeah, just chattin' with my homegirl Death."

>"Haha cool. Listen, love. I have to run but I'll see you this evening, okay?"

"You bet."

>She gives you a smooch and once she pulled away you felt your lips following hers only briefly.

>"See ya~"

>She gets out of the booth and goes on her way.

>Once she was gone, you couldn't pin down what you were feeling.

>Death leans back, taking in the sight of you. "You've got to be the most love-struck being in this place."

>Another Death approaches the booth, her eyebrows arched as she stares at the Death sitting down.

>You had to make a double take a couple of times.

"What the fuck?"

>"The truck is gonna be late again."

>"Relax, it's slow today. Just tell them we don't have whatever we're low on."

>She nods and walks away.

"Uh, Death, are you-"

>"Omnipresent? Mhm."

"I thought you just worked here."

>"I own the place."

"What?"

>"Did you see who's working the cash register? Or was your love tunnel vision too strong?"

>You turn to find Death wearing a black hat with the place's logo on it, standing at the counter waving at you.

>You face Death sitting across from you.

"Are all the employees here, you?"

>"That's correct."

"Fucking. What?"

>She rolls her eyes, "the place is called Mors' Door, what did you think that meant?"

"I just thought it was a cool name."

>"Thank you, thought of it myself."

"Seriously glad you're well off."

>"Of course I would be."

"So, we're cool right?"

>"Oh won't you relax, I already punched your ticket, that's why you're here in The Void. Save your nervousness for tonight when you see your Mistress Piggy."

>And just like that, your brief state of a peaceful mind was shattered from being reminded that the pig will be seeing you tonight.

"Fuck…"

>"Hey cheer up, I'm always here if you wanna talk. Anytime."

>>1621

>Nearly midnight, and not a text or call from her…

>You're slumped lazily on your couch and the only source of light is the screen from your TV.

>Letting out a sigh, you find the will to get up and head to the kitchen.

>Tossed a couple of smokey ice cubes into a lowball glass and looked into your liquor cabinet.

>The only thing staring back at you was this gross black licorice flavored absinthe that Death gave you as a housewarming gift.

>As you twist the cap off you felt a ping of slight annoyance from nearly everything in the void having this black smoke emitting from it.

>As the absinthe danced into the glass, you had to stifle your need to gag from the whiff you gathered.

>You grimace after downing the first swig.

>Black licorice is horrid but it's all you got.

>This stuff is strong…

>Two in the morning, you stare at the bottle that's half full as it sits on your dinner table.

>You tilt your chair back in a rocking motion, as you audibly list the things you can't stand about the pig.

>Despite everything you've listed so far, she has no business being this addicting.

>You recall the excitement you felt upon seeing her, you wanted to be in her presence at all time.

>The reassuring warmth from her body as she hugged you, how you felt your cheeks burn when she kissed you…

>All of it went cold the moment she the building. The last bit of hope was her word that she'll see you tonight.

"Fuck her…"

>Just as you were reaching for the bottle, your phone lights up on the table from receiving a text message.

>With a groan you look at the message.

'Knock knock'

>You stagger your way to your door, finding balance was a challenge but you made it.

>You pull the door inward to open it, and there she stood.

>Wearing black lip gloss, light blue hair, in a black leather jacket, a clutch purse strapped over her left shoulder.

>Thigh high leather boots a plaid skirt and plain white t-shirt.

>"Hey."

>You pull her in for a kiss, and once you pulled away, she sniffs.

>"Is that black licorice I smell on your breath? I love it~"

>You cut your eyes to the left as you add on more annoying thing about this pig that you can't seem to quit.

"Of course you do…"

More soon, sorry for the wait

>>1622

Also, check em

>>1622

>more soon sorry for the wait

>he is getting our hopes up after long periods of time just when we just thought we were over it just to delay again

>it mirrors the void girl in the story

dont think I cant see this goddamn ts transparent

>>1624

Holy shit I didn't even think about it like that when I wrote it.

why in the goddamn fuck isn't there more green? FUCKN HELL

>>1700

>I don't know what I expected when I reached the end of the Void.

>I've read only a few articles about the edge of the void.

>Had a talk with Death and even she shivers when she recalls the site of it.

>Me being my brave and curious self, I went on an adventure.

>The directions to get there were simple: Keep walking in one direction and you'll get there.

>"When you start seeing a field of cracked pillars and black smoke coming from them, congratulations you're at The End. Turn around and pray you don't run into an empty vessel. If you're at the steps of what looks to be a temple… It was nice knowing you."

>I wave away Death's warning. She likes being over dramatic.

>One week this journey took.

>It was already scary enough going out of the city limits.

>The Forests and barren land was unsettling but relatively harmless.

>Then I noticed that the land itself had missing patches.

>My reception for some reason got better.

>I kept walking.

>When the smokey pillars got into my field of vision, I felt my chest get heavy.

>It was daunting to realize I'm approaching the edge of The Void.

>And so I kept walking.

>I was expecting to hear cryptic whispers as I kept going, even when the temple was in my sight, there was nothing to hear.

>Complete silence.

>Only my footsteps and the movement of my gear was heard.

>I stopped at the double doors to catch my breath, then looked up at the towering building.

>After a bit of looking, I couldn't explain how bizarre it was to see 'reality' have missing patches, yet this temple was perfectly intact.

>It seemed as though it wasn't touched by time.

>The cracked pillars were expected, but not this. I pictured the temple to have a door missing, something that looked like it was corroded by The Void's anti-reality matter.

>Instead, it was a temple that sat on the edge of a cliff and whatever below was barely illuminated.

>My phone buzzed, it only took a second to check it.

>Saw a number I didn't recognize and only three words: Well, come in.

>I pushed the left door in, hearing the slight creak of the hinges.

>The rush of cold air in this place had my skin goose bumps forming in the matter of seconds.

>As I walked forward, I was met by three nude feminine bodies that only made my skin crawl.

>Without a doubt their skin lacked any color, as they stepped toward me, their movement was that of puppets.

>Stumbling as if drunk, little to no sashay in their walk. Sloppy.

>To hear their bare feet plop against the grey-stoned floor made me cringe.

>Finally, they stopped in front of me, and I got a good look at them.

>Their skin just as cracked as the pillars outside and predictibly smoke rose out of those openings.

"Well, that's not creepy at all."

>"You're not afraid?" The one in the middle said, opening her mouth with no lip movement that lined up with the words, stepping forward to offer a hand.

"Do you intend to harm me?"

>"Depends. Why brings you here?"

"Curiosity, who are you?"

>"I'm the Holder of the Empty Vessels." The other two gesture with their hands as if to say "behold me"

"Nice title, but what's your name?"

>"Miss Abyss, but you can call me Abbie."

>The other two brought it upon themselves to surround me as the center one continued to talk.

>"You must be tired, why don't you join me?" She stretches out her hand a little more, urging me to take her hand.

>"I don't get many visitors, and the ones that do visit run out the door when they see my bodies." She says offering me a drink as I sit on the kitchen island comfortably.

"Well, the paling meat suits with the openings is quite the scary aesthetic."

>"I have to make the cracks, the smoke is how I see."

"Wait a minute…"

>I notice the vessel I'm talking to makes an attempt to smile.

"So all those pillars are-"

>"My eyes, yes."

"What is your purpose?"

>"Collect bodies that are no longer needed."

"What do you use them for?"

>A chuckle leaves her mouth as you notice her looking up and down your body.

>"Take a guess." She says, approaching the kitchen island, trapping me where I sit, looking up at me.

"Goddamnit, I haven't been in this omnionous temple for more than twenty minutes and you're already asking for dick."

>"What's the matter? Afraid you can't handle me?"

>"Don't tease," says another one coming from the left.

"Ugh, I'm not leaving am I?"

>>1739

more to be written another time

>>1796

I don't see why not

uwu

>>1919

eta on green

>>2060

Who's this little void princess? ;3

bump

>>2060

Not bad at all. is she Boneless or something?

>>2493

Aww she's so sweet.

bump for visibility

>>1622

>"So this is were you stay? Pretty spacious," she says while tossing her leather jacket onto your couch.

"Ha thanks."

>"So where's the black licorice? I want some."

>You point over to the table in the dining area where the bottle was sitting.

>She whispers a cute little 'yes' to herself as she walks to the kitchen.

>"How's your day been?"

>You take the time to lay out on the couch to settle, you've had enough to drink and the effects are apparent.

"Eh, not too bad."

>"Not too bad? Looks like you were having a pity party in here."

"What?"

>"Well, you're drunk, all in the dark, and I'm pretty sure I smell brooding thoughts."

>You roll your eyes, as you listen to her rummaging for a glass in your kitchen.

>"Can you reach this glass for me?"

>You turn your head to find her barely out of reach for the glass, she looks back to you with her skirt high enough to notice her ample cheeks.

"Jesus…"

—

>"What's got you down?" She asks before downing a swig then she sets the glass down on the nightstand before settling into bed.

"Nothing."

>She shakes her head while wagging a finger as she gets cozy pressing her body against yours.

>"Don't give me that, I know how you men are, you think about a million things but as soon as we ask it's always 'nothing'."

"I shouldn't say, I'm over it."

>"At least tell me what it was?"

>She pecks your cheek while using her dainty fingers to rub your chest, getting closer to a nipple.

"Damnit, I don't wanna risk-"

>"Risk it, you can trust me~"

"I realized how much I like having you around."

>"Oh?"

"Yeah, I've been kinda moping around all week, and you weren't returning my texts. Not to be clingy."

>"Maybe I like clingy."

"Why?"

>"I like feeling needed, especially by you~"

>She plants her lips on yours, taking a moment draw a breath out of you.

>Slithering on top of you, forcing you to move your head back and your stiff tool to rise up, conveniently between her thighs.

>You weren't surprised when she squeezed her thighs together.

>She pulls away, "the girls must've really messed with your head back on earth."

"Ugh, it was retarded."

>"I'm not like them, you can trust me."

"Why didn't you reply to my texts?"

>"Honestly? Wanted to see if you'd chase."

"That's some earth girl shit."

>"Had to be sure if you were feeling what I'm feeling."

"Still manipulative."

>"I know, I'm sorry babe~"

"Stop calling-"

>She smooches your lips, "let me make it up to you, you really don't know how terrible I felt ignoring your text messages."

"How do you plan to do that?"

>"Well I'm here now, let's get creative~"

"Oh?"

>"Bite chunks out of me~" she hummed with a tune.

>"You're a shark and I'm swimming~"

>"My heart still thumps as I bleed~"

>You didn't think her sultry voice would be perfect for singing, lulling you into arousal.

>She has a few seconds with your neck, sucking and biting a little to get your attention.

>"And all your wrath, comes sniffing~"

>>2731

>8am in the morning, you two collapsed on each other and tried to catch your breath.

>You're pretty much shooting ghost loads at this point.

>The sheets have been tossed all kinds of ways.

>The ceiling fan isn't on it's highest setting and neither one of you have the energy to make it faster.

>As a result a thick musk of fucking has clouded the room.

"So what are you feeling?" you ask as you pass the routine post-coitus cigarette.

>"Love," she shoots back immediately, a bit of a chuckle afterward.

"So soon?"

>"You're surprised? You're a good guy. Even if you try to deny it."

>She rolls on her stomach to behold you as she passes the cigarette back.

>"What the hell happened on Earth that makes you want to hide that fact?"

"Usually would get ghosted if you showed you cared, you would get the results you want by doing the exact opposite."

>You pick up on the faint smile, something must've amused her.

>"You mean like you were doing in the beginning? It certainly worked."

>She crawls up to your eye level. "But that only gets you so far."

>She uses a dainty finger to trace a heart shape where you heart is. "I think we're both looking for something a little deeper, aren't we?"

"That's what I ever really wanted on earth."

>"Did you ever get it?"

"Take a guess."

>She picked up on the regret on your face.

>She saw the sorrow, missed opportunities, lonely nights and frustration, only briefly until it was replaced with a smile.

>"Babe, I-"

"It's only a foot note now," you say, waving away her pity.