/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance

>>53731

>The snow would have come up to your knees had you not been wearing snowshoes

>Trudging out into the miles of woods that surrounded your home, you make your way to the farthest deadfall

>Placed in a natural bottleneck between two streams, it was in the perfect location

>Or so you thought

>You could guess from a distance that it was still set, and by getting closer you confirmed that the deadfall was indeed empty

>Not one to sweat the small stuff (or eat it seemed), you began to trek to the second farthest trap from your cabin

>The second was actually a series of snares that ran along the length of a branch of a tree that draped to the ground

>You feel your pulse rate increase as you saw tracks along the snow covered tree limb

>Unfortunately while the snares were sprung, they were also empty

>Something had set them off without getting caught

>While you were resetting the snares, you felt an icy chill run up your spine that was not caused by the temperature

>Matter of fact, you had felt that you were being watched for a while now

>Spinning around, you quickly scan the trees around you, looking for any sign that something was amiss

>Huh, nothing

>Seems like you're just being paranoid

>Probably

>You decide to keep checking everything you had set, in hopes of catching something to eat later

>Rope after pit had come up empty and you were starting to become discouraged

>Not that the cold was helping things

>Matter of fact, the chill was starting to make you shiver, despite your heavy clothing

>Only one trap left, and you very much doubted it was worth the effort of checking it

>Still, as a trapper you had a responsibility to check your traps and to not let anything suffer

>The final goal was a baited and hooked line that ran from a hole in the ice-covered river that was only a few hundred yards from your home

>>53732

>Walking through the trees, you finally had a clear line of sight to the flag that was attached to the line to signal if something had bit

>Much to your surprise and elation, the flag flapped proudly in the wind, as if it was a war banner flying above a battlefield

>Not a moment too soon, as you were shivering almost uncontrollably, and the feeling of being watched was becoming more and more acute

>Moving with speed towards the flag, excitement surpasses reason as you only just slow down a hair as you begin walking across the ice

>As soon as you reach the flag, you take off your snowshoes to kick apart the thin layer of ice that had covered your pre-drilled hole

>Dropping to your knees, you begin drawing up the line to see what you had caught

>What ever it was, it had some serious mass

>That rhymes with ass, hee hee

>Fuck, the cold was getting to you

>As you drew up the end of the line, you couldn't believe your luck

>STURGEON

>At least 15 pounds

>This fish was massive, not to mention illegal to keep if it was this size

>Not that you particularly cared

>After all, a fish was the least of your offenses if your /k/ folder was anything to go by

>And your complete disregard of the laws of the NY SAFE act before you moved from that hellhole

>Quickly taking off your backpack, you open it and withdraw a pair of plastic bags

>You stuff the fish inside of one and then place the bag containing the fish into the other bag to make a compete seal

>Figuring that you were only a couple of minutes from home, you elect to just keep the fish in your hands

>Walking across the frozen river back to home, your neglect of moving with care comes back to bite you in the ass

>about 10 feet from shore, your leg falls through the ice into the frigid water below

>All thoughts of food are suddenly absent from your mind and are replaced by the overwhelming need to get off the ice

>Lucky for you, only your leg plunged into the ice that once while you hurried forwards

>And your flinch at falling had made you deathgrip the sturgeon, leaving it safety still in hand

>Getting home was of utmost importance now

>Wet clothes in even mild weather could leave you hypothermic in short order

>In this climate, it was a death sentence

>As you jogged towards you abode, the feeling of being watched seemed to grow by orders of magnitude into something else entirely, as if watching wasn't enough for it now

>Whatever "it" was

>>53733

>After a minute or so of jogging, the combined chill of searching your previous traps and of the plunge into the water had left you a chattering mess

>Coming up on the cabin, your paranoia of being watched becomes a gripping fear of being chased as you hear a rapid staccato of footsteps moving at you

>Right before you reach the door, the footsteps stop, much unlike you

>Jumping into the air, you spike the fish into the snow by the door to either use it as a distraction, or to freeze the fish safely for retrieval later

>Opening and slamming closed the door behind you, you spin around and wait for whatever was chasing you to begin breaking down the door

>Silence

>Not waiting for an invitation and wanting to avoid hypothermia, you quickly begin to strip off your wet clothes

>Only after you're nude do you notice that the fire recently went out

>You kneel down by the fire to rekindle the flames only to notice that the logs and embers were smothered with ash

>As if the fire was put out on purpose

>As you draw this conclusion, you hear a low, menacing growl behind you

>Hunter had become the hunted,huh?

>Let's turn the tables yet again

>Turning around as fast as you can, you sprint straight at the location where you heard the growl

>As you ran, you saw a figure crouched down in front of you, clearly not expecting a charge

>Though you can't make out any details due to your frantic rush

>Judging the distance to be close enough, you leap ahead and tackle the creature that had you running for your life

>Slamming it into the ground, you begin to rip off it's sweater with gusto

>After a few layers and quite a bit of struggle, you find yourself staring at bare skin

>You knew what to do

>With all your might, you grab onto her torso in the biggest bearhug you can manage

>>53735

>"COLD! FUCKING COLD!"

>Your laughter was rolling and thunderous

>"Prey! Get off me, you're freezing!" your wife cried as she thrashed about, trying to free herself from your frosty grasp

>You refuse with a smile

>"Let go or I'll pump you so full of venom you won't be able to wear pants for a week!" she said with a growl as her long, chitinous tail whipped around to aim her tailbulb at your back

>Do what you must, I'm already warm

>After a minute long stare-off, she relents and clutches you back

>"Jerk. I'm going to get you back for this." She tries, but fails to completely hide her smile

>After a few minutes of holding each other in an intimate embrace, you tell her to get the fire and a frying pan ready, while you retrieve and prepare the fish

>A half hour later, both of your bellies are full and the heat of the fire has left you and your wife's vacation home cozy and toasty

>Though neither of you have put your clothes back on

>"Hey, wanna cuddle again? That was actually nice~. Pull the fur over though, it's more comfortable than the wood floor."

>How can you say no so such a request?

>You go into your bedroom and withdraw the bear skin fur that was spread over your matress

>It was a memento of the first time you and your manticore wife had went hunting together

>Walking back to the love of your life, you place the hide in front of the now powerful fire and lay down on it, gesturing for her to join you

>Your wife saunters over with a sashay of her hips and the warmest and most loving bedroom eyes you have ever imagined

>She smoothly lays down next to you and embraces you

>You return her affections and hold her tight, snuggling your bearded face into her mane

>You inhale deeply, savoring her scent that her mane seems to hold more than any other part of her

>Everything is still besides both of your synchronized heartbeats. You have no worries and all is right with the world

>That is to say besides the sudden prick in your shoulder

>Your eyes dart open to stare into her smirking, predatory countenance

>"I told you I was going to get you back for that~"

>You return her smile, yourself beaming and responding that you wouldn't have it any other way

>She blushes furiously and deepens her grin "I love you, darling."

>I love you too, hun. More than you could ever know

>>53736

That's it. I wrote this to try and get back into writing. Please tell me what you think I need work on, and if you liked certain parts. Thanks guys, this community is the reason why I love /monster/ so damn much.

>>53739

Needs to be more of a hint that he's really being watched rather than 'just a gut feeling'

(IE: have him catch a glimpse of a tail or a limb disappearing behind a tree or something.)

Other than that, it was bretty gud. 9/10

>>53422

is that recent? looks slightly new for some reason

>>53411

i never understood this image

why is she crying on the stairs?

because her tail is caught between the bars?

>>53759

Yeah, barbs working like fishhooks.

>>53803

its literally a grappling hook in that situation,its kind of moe

>>53745

>Needs to be more of a hint that he's really being watched rather than 'just a gut feeling'

I disagree, I don't know about you, but I can tell when someone is watching me, even if I have no other evidence to support that claim. I also know I'm not the only one who can claim this, it is sort of a sixth sense you develop, especially if you are constantly in situations where it can save your life, such as being a hunter or a soldier. In truth it is likely just training your brain to process the absurd amount of extra sensory data you often ignore. But I digress.

>>53739

Not a bad starter, I wouldn't mind seeing a more detailed story with these two. I would suggest you break out of greentext style of writing if you decide to go for something longer. It is a good style of writing for short little tales, as they flow like a verbal story would, but you do end up limiting yourself with them, something you likely do not want to do for more detailed stories.

>>53782

reigns*

also tailpussy is the worst

>>53870

Thanks man! I get what you mean about the greentext. I was only using it to try and jumpstart myself to get back into writing and I wanted to churn something out in an evening. The story actually meshes well with another idea I've had a for a while, so I think I'll show how the couple came together in the first place.

>>53736

me like as well. please continue at some point. not even for the smut. i would like to see more writefagging go into detail about the relationship, and how the characters love each other.

yes I'm a bit sappy

>>53803

>>53843

strange, in that picture it doesn't really look like it's caught

>>55041

Its not really caught, just she's a kid and doesn't know what she's doing.

>>55048

Gotta work on them motor-controls. She looks so cute and cuddly though. I want to hold her.

>>55745

D'oh! 8chan bjorkinated on me and now it doesn't even recognize my post as me.

>>55048

then i guess i still don't know why she's crying

>>55766

It might hurt having her tail slalom its way through the stair banister like that. Looks like a very unnatural way for the tail to bend.

>>55745

agreed

would cuddle to death/10

>>56034

I'm just afraid that as soon as I help her get the tail unstuck, I'd accidentally prick myself on one of the barbs, and she looks too young to help me with the end results.

>>56547

>too young

>implying there's ever a "too young"

>>56550

fuck you, loli is still legal

>>56551

That may be true, but your words were:

>implying there's ever a "too young"

Age is not loli.

>>56561

young age and/or the appearance of young age is loli

>>55000

>>55019

Thanks guys, I'm actually writing a second part now. I said I would do this one much sooner, so I'm finally getting around to writing it. Hope you like stories about healing emotional trauma, understanding how others think, and firearms.

>>56875

Those all sound awesome.

>>55766

>>55776

>>56547

I guess now that I look at it again, the tail might be twisted as well, with the way the end is hanging down. Hard to tell with the level of detail the picture is drawn with, and that the tail bud is perfectly symmetrical all the way around.

>Best Girl thread is all the way at the bottom

THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT BUT I'VE GOT NOTHING TO ADD TO MAKE THIS THREAD INTERESTING AGAIN.

>>67528

I swear I'm wriing a story, I just need a little bit longer!

>tfw you go skydiving with your manticore wife

>she doesn't need a parachute

>>56547

I always figured Manticores didn't produce venom until puberty.

>>68017

/cuckquean/ pls

>>68018

That does make sense, kind of, but I'm not one to take chances.

>>68017

>mfw manticore drugs and revege-fucks both of them

>mfw it is a face of such glee I don't have a face for it

Would a manticore ever prick you with something (either an empty barb or something else altogether) to see if there's a psychological reaction, or just a prank to mess with your head?

You know what is better than regular manticores?

Older and taller manticores in some sort of position relating to that. Like a teacher or a boss/executive.

Try and prove me wrong.

>>76314

>bossy Manticore

Needs glasses. Then perfect.

>>76314

A Manticore executive would be an HR nightmare.

Manticore in the wedding dress is the best manticore.

>>76314

Curvy mature manticore with short yet professional business suit with a skirt that cuts off just at her mid thigh, glasses, well kempt hair and smells of peaches and citrus.

And a killer toothy smile.

>>76466

And she Ara Aras.

>>76467

Wouldn't be complete without.

>>77099

Mind linking it?

>>78442

http://touchfluffytail.org/?story=leona-and-electrocute

>>78447

Ah thanks, somehow the Leona ones always creeped me the fuck out.

Bumping the best thread for two reasons.

First is manticore is best girl and I need no other reason.

Second is I have a question, which is best, a purring manticore or a chuffing manticore? I need to know for reasons.

>>81863

Purring. I call my cat "My Little Manticore", because she's cute and cuddly. No sexy times though, she's just a cat. That would be wrong.

Which one would you prefer, vagina or tail pussy?

>>84542

Getting milked by the tail pussy looks like a lot of fun

>>84542

Vagina

>unwanted pregnancy risk

>restricted to positions involving groin to groin

>shoots blood out of it like a Horned Toad every month

>attached to a monster

Tail Pussy

>no preg risk, cum on inside

>any position is possible

>distinct lack of blood hose

>attached to a monstergirl

Place your bets.

>>84584

Doesn't it say that the tail is linked to the womb as well? Or am I being retarded?

>>84584

I'm pretty sure she can get pregnant through her tailpussy, It's still a sex organ

>>84707

>>84586

I'm pretty sure the answer is which ever headcanon you prefer. I would think that she can't get pregnant from her tail, because she uses that to morph her body into a better fit for her husband. That or it is a really low chance of conception.

That being said, I still want to cuddle with a manticore and hold her hands while having sex in the missionary position for the purposes of procreation.

>>86571

Looks nice, although the little tongues in the interior should be more visible. But yeah, I would get milked dry by that.

>>86547

I become an unrelenting stuttering mess.

>>86580

i'm mostly fond of the exterior design tbh, I like how the tail is lotus flower

>>86649

I agree, can't wait to see the end result.

>>86547

Spaghetti everywhere

why the she doing this in public?

She knows how much we hate it when we're in public

>>86547

"Waiter I think we will take the check instead, it seems I'll be having the sweetness of my wife for dessert."

I will then hold her hand, pay for the dinner, take her home, and let her have me as she pleases.

>>86676

i doubt itll be chosen for development. that certain company is obsessed with dicks.

>>91700

I want to fuck the smug out of her.

>>91700

I want to touch fluffy mane.

im not fond of tailpussy because its further from the girl. shed have to be holding me pretty close for me to get any enjoyment out of it

>>92302

i agree with you

>>92302

Well, she's got human pussy for that.

But think of the world of opportunity that arises with the wonder of tailpussy. Only with the power of tailpussy do you eliminate the tedium of hip-to-hip sex, allowing you to fuck in nearly any position or place! Long drive to a vacation home? Manticore take the wheel, also my cock! Boring movie at a friends house? A blanket and some restraint is all you need to get fucking until the credits roll! Maybe you want to mix things up with a strapon? Thanks to the flexible power of tailpussy, you don't have to sacrifice either of your pleasure!

Order now.

>>92312

as long as it just opens up new possibilities and doesnt replace more traditional means then its fine

>>92302

But she can give you a reach around.

>>76314

A secretary manticore acting like she's your boss anyway.

>>97527

>have huge oral/facesitting fetish

>manticore can fulfill it even during sex

Truly Manticore is best girl.

>>53731

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>>53739

9.5/10 more lewd pls NY SAFE act and /k/ folder remarks had me grinning like a sonofabitch.

Do you archive these stories anywhere else or have a account somewhere??

>>97527

>Kiss the manticore

>As you start getting into it, Little Miss Tailpussy rises up until it's just inches away from the two of you

"Do you have to do that now?"

>"Aww, she just likes to watch."

"It's funny, but it's just, a little distracting, okay?"

>The tailpussy droops down

>"Anon, you made her sad! Apologise to her, please."

>Sighing, you take the tailpussy in your hand and raise it up to eye level.

"I'm sorry, Miss Tailpussy"

>The tailpussy turns away from you

>"She seems rather stubborn about it. Why don't you make it up to her with a kiss? I won't mind."

>You give Miss Tailpussy a small kiss on the "cheek", in reality just the side of the bud.

>"Mm, I dunno, Anon. I don't think Miss Tailpussy felt you were being sincere. Why don't you show her just how much you love her?"

>You kiss the tailpussy on the opening, long and tenderly, just barely breaching her opening with your tongue to the shuddering pleasure of the Manticore

>"That's much more like it, Anon… I think Miss Tailpussy is starting to-mmh-forgive you now."

Tail pussy is okay

>>98029

This is lewd. I think. I don't know, it gave me a boner so it must be lewd.

>>98029

I liked it. Miss Tailpussy is so cute.

>>98001

That's my only greentext so far, but I'm working on other stories. I would say that they're going to be done soon since I can actually put time into writing now instead of working constant 12 hour shifts, but it's better to assume I'm a liar and I'll delete the story for the 8th fucking time and not post anything. That said, thanks man, it give me the warm fuzzies to see that someone liked what I wrote. And give me time to fix the other stuff I have in my pastebin, it needs to be rewritten more than the AWB.

http://pastebin.com/u/JimmyGibbs

>>91698

your penis has a zipper?

>>98503

>>98503

>>98436

You are pretty good, I hope to read more manticores from you in the future.

>tfw tailpussy is the perfect sex toy but no one wants to make it

Why live?

>>102324

The molding process would be a nightmare, since you have a hard outside and a soft inside and all that has to hold together when somebody fucks it, repeatedly.

>>86941

Keep on trucking though, if they yielded to bronies, it'll only be a matter of time before monster girl fans get cool pocket pussies.

>The manticore laughed as the young man struggled against his bonds. She had just finished milking him dry for the third time. She finally removed the ball gag from his mouth.

>"So pet I have to ask, do you still hate me?"

>Tears stung his eyes as he spat the excess saliva onto the floor. "I hate everything about you. You arrogant attitude. That smug smile you always wear when you torment me. That disgusting venom that turns me into an animal when you inject it into me. The cavalier way you treat me like a slave for your own pleasure. But most of all, the thing I hate most about you is the way that disgusting thing you force me to come in instead of a real pussy."

>This time tears begin to leak out of the manticore's eyes. " Uwaaaaah! How can you be so mean! I was just trying to make you feel good!"

>The young man's face softens "oh baby I'm so sorry! It was just part of the roleplay. I'm the defiant young pleasure slave! You know I didn't mean any of that. I love everything about you!"

>She sniffles as she curls up on his body."Prove it." She murmurers.

>" I love your confidence and raw passion. I love your beautiful mane of red hair. I love the way you look at me when you think I can't see you. I love your big strong soft paws. I love you beautiful, bud shaped tailpussy. But most of all, I love how everything you do for me is to make me happy."

>She curls up on his chest and purrs contently a warm blush spreading across her face.

>The manticore unbinds her lover's hands and they lay in each others embrace.

>" I'm still going to pay you back for those mean things you said earlier." The young man feels a pin prick in his shoulder and his body starts to grow hot.

> He smiles "I wouldn't have it any other way."

>>102693

Cute and lewd, nice.

The amount of "manticore in bondage" art surprises me, is it mostly one persons work or do manticores just have a large bondage following?

>>103530

Personally I don't even know where people dug up most of these images. Danbooru and MGE are pretty scarce, half of these just came out of nowhere. I for one would like to know who made the manticore with white hair, blue eyes, red paws and a darker skin color, so I can beat him with a sack of potatoes.

>>103562

>>103530

The answer to your question is me lurking a lot. Most of the work you guys are talking about is from a drawfag named .less who used to post on /mgg/ but I think he spends all his time on TFT now.

But why the hate on the white haired, blue eyed manticore?

>>103581

I'm hating it because I'm an autistic manchild who enjoys nitpicking and being angry. The images that include the white haired one are top tier, and the deviation from the KC original just bothers me. If there were versions with the right colors I wouldn't even say anything.

>>103599

>deviation from the KC original just bothers me

>with the right colors

Oh come on, you can't expect every manamo to have the exact same color scheme.

>>103601

I don't, but if they use the base model for their art then why change colors? Why not just make a mamono from scratch?

>>103602

I'm sorry, but that logic seems utterly inane to me. I mean, there are some that generally have to follow a color scheme due to their nature, but nothing about manticores says "has to have red hair and brown fur".

>Why not just make a mamono from scratch?

Because then you're gonna end up with a bunch of donut steels. There's already over half a dozen slime variants, I really don't think we need to split the others up to justify a different hair color.

>>103631

I see your point, but in the end it's just a matter of preference and I'd prefer her to have red hair and dark fur. It's not even that I really hate the white hair and red fur version, I'd just really, really prefer her to have the original colors.

>>103654

>>103602

>>103599

well, at least you admit that it is the autism speaking. That honestly puts you ahead of most other anons.

>>103681

Anyone who says they aren't autistic is just in denial. Once you consider the fact we're frequenting a board dedicated to anime girls that most normalfag would consider borderline furries at best, there's really no denying it. We're all riding Mr. Aspergers wild ride together, my friend.

>>103689

Oh come now Anon, just because I want to cuddle with a manticore, her tail gently resting on my chest doesn't mean I'm autistic.

Just lonely.

>>103801

Now that's just unreasonably cute.

>>86547

>"Well, I think I want the souffle."

>Her smile sinks

>"But Anon, that takes like an hour"

>"She's right sir," the waiter confirms. "You'd be waiting for a while."

>"Oh, I know." You smugly assert. "I still want it."

>50 minutes of angry glares and having to dodge the odd barb later, the souffle arrives.

>"Look, Anon, I'm tired. I'm just gonna go. I'll see you at home."

>She says that without a hint of malice. She's honestly disappointed, upset that you would rather sit for an hour for a fucking french dessert than go home and enjoy her tail.

>You still have that same self-assured grin as you did when you ordered it.

>It is fucking delicious.

>>105117

>not wanting hot manticore sex

wow what a faggot

>>105193

REALLY?

>>105202

dreams become nightmares everyday.

>>105277

Yeah, that's what my marriage turned into. The souffle won't nag that I didn't last long enough, didn't change the lightbulb in the bathroom, didn't do the laundry, all after a 10-hr workday.

The souffle will just be sitting there for me, warm and filled with blueberries, delicious and moist.

>>105289

M8, the souffle won't shift around and press her bony elbow into your side, or shove her head into your collarbone.

But in all honestly, I was just funposting. I figured with the >Spaghetti everywhere posts I'd have some fun too. I figured I'd try my hand again at writefaggotry.

>>105297

Ghor?

>>105302

Just wondering. I got a buddy who hates sweets like what you posted, and really just wants the emotional side of the relationship.

Figured I'd take a stab and see if I hit anything.

>>53782

I want a manticore sucking up a slime girl with her tailpussy.

>>103801

Now those are just the sofa king of adorable. Need more art with these fuzzballs in it.

Maledom on a Manticore thing I wanted to write.

>"Pet."

>"Pet wake up. I think it's time for your morning milking~"

> I open my eyes to see my Manticore wife Dahlia pressed again my chest.

>"Sweetie, you know I love tail pussy time. But I've got a meeting today. I really want to be fresh. And I know how…into it you can get when you get going.”

>Her tail pussy droops slightly, as though its feelings have been hurt. “Oh that’s too bad dear. But you’ve forgotten the most important aspect of our relationship. “She leans in close to my ear. “I’m the dominant one.”

> I feel a prick on the inner part of my thigh and my vision becomes slightly blurry as my veins carry the toxin to my heart. My heart starts to beat faster, pumping more blood into my extremities and causing my dick to become rock hard in almost an instant.

>”Godammit.”

> Dahlia didn’t let me go for almost an hour. I was almost late to work and my boss noticed my flushed face and twitchiness, telltale signs of Manticore venom. I stumbled through the presentation. Luckily I knew my stuff, but my delivery was sloppy. My boss was not pleased.

>She does this every time something important is coming up, it’s like she can feel my nervousness. Considering she’s part lion, I’m sure it excites her. Which is a problem, because as much as she likes to control me, she can’t control herself.

> That’s why I had something special ordered to teach her a lesson. I’m might be a human, but I’m a man too, and tomorrow, I’m going to make her realize she isn’t the only one that can be “dominant.”

>The next morning, I try shaking her awake.

>”Sweetie.”

> “Boo bear.”

> “My little lion cub.”

>Her tail twitched. Oh that one always annoyed her.

> She had her faced buried in a pillow. “It’s Saturday. We sleep in on Saturday so we can have enough energy for a full day of milking.”

> “Not today we don’t !” I said with a grin. Oh I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she realizes what I’ve done.

> She looks up at me, a blearily look on her face. Her tail twitched again. “Oh after all that protest you usually put up, you finally want to do it on your terms? I don’t think that’s how it works. After all…”

>“I’m the dominant one.”

> “Well yes pet, I am.”

> “You misunderstand. I was referring to myself. I’m sick of you pushing me around.”

>She blinks slowly and then starts to chuckle. “Oh I get it; you really want me to punish you bad today. Well I’m a kind mistress. So I’m going to take my time watching you writhe in pleasure as we…

>*Clink*

>“Wait. Why aren’t my spines coming out?”

>I shoot her a devilish grin. “You didn’t notice?”

>She tries to pull the covers back but the clanking of chains makes her stop. “Tim, are these manacles?”

>“Oh yes. Dwarf forged. Not gonna break out of those any time soon. Don’t worry; I had the insides lined with fur so they wouldn’t hurt. Probably why you didn’t notice them till now. ”

>She narrowed her eyes. “Very good pet! You got one over on me, but I still have…”

>*Clink*

>“Seriously why isn’t that working?”

>I threw the covers back. “Look for yourself.”

>Her eyes widened in horror as she examined her tail. “What did you do?!”

>>107923 continued

>There was a leather apparatus fitted to the exterior of her tailpussy. It completely covered the outside, and used a pressure mechanism to keep her from being able to open her tail or successfully flex the muscles required to cause her spines to pop out.

>“A little something I had custom made.” I gently pulled her tail close to me and stroked the tip through the leather.

>I heard a telltale clink as the mechanism prevented her from flexing her tail spine muscles again.

>“Dahlia, I think you’ll find stinging me quite impossible, and with those manacles, you won’t be able to force me off. I honestly doubt you’d be able to shred the tail harness either. The material is very flexible but durable. ”I gently stroked the end again. “I wouldn’t want you feeling uncomfortable.”

>“I could fly away.” She said with a pout.

>“Yes, but I have the key. And both of the manacles and tail harness were made to last. Like I said, Dwarven quality.” I leaned in close to her ear. “Doesn’t this excite you though? The hunter has become the hunted. I’m not your pet any more. You’re mine. My little lion cub.” I gently nipped her shoulder and begin to slide my hand down her waist, rubbing her firm stomach as made my way to her panties.

>“Don’t you want to give up control, even for a little bit? I won’t think less of you. If you just say yes, we can have a good time together. If you say no, we can go back to sleep and I can have a peaceful day without milking for once.”

>My fingers slide into her panties. I lightly brushed the outside of her womanhood, playfully teasing her labia but making sure not to touch her clit. She was quite wet. I was surprised. This must have more of an effect on her than she realized. “Sweetie, you’re all wet down her. I thought you had more pride in yourself.”

>“This isn’t funny. You stop this right now!” She growled

>“Turnabout is fair play. I’ve spent many mornings in your place. Doesn’t this routine seem familiar? Maybe you just don’t like being on the other end?” I withdrew my hand from her panties, examining the fluid she had leaked onto my hand. “Oh well, I guess I’ll just settle for a day of relaxation. Let’s get some rest and then you can do whatever you want to me tomorrow.” I’d never seen her look so disappointed. I wrapped the blanket over us and turned my back to her. I could feel her breathing on the back of my neck.

>“Wait.”she murmured.

>“Hmmm?” I rolled over to face her.

>“I… want you to make me feel good.”

>“That can be arranged. If you are a good girl today.”

>“What? But I though you said we could…”

>I cut her off. “You’re my pet now. So let me set some ground rules. I won’t do anything that hurts you. I will do my best to make you happy, but I will do it at my own pace. Trying to force me to go faster will just make me much more…uncooperative. You will follow my commands without question, and you will not talk back or make smart comments. Do you understand?”

>She lowered her ears. I could tell she was debating with herself whether this was worth it or not. “Okay. I can do that.”

>“I can do that, Master” I corrected.

>She sighed. “I can do that…Master.”

>I leaned in and kissed her, my tongue twining against hers as I cupped her face in my hands. I pulled back and smiled. She was blushing. God she was so cute when she was like this.

>“See that wasn’t so bad, was it? “

>“No it wasn’t …Master.”

>“I could get used to hearing that…All right. First things first. Let’s get some breakfast.”

>>105294

yeah, 10+ hours is rough. if you don't mind me asking what do you do for money? if its pretty low wages have you thought about low level it and server work at all? that's what I'm trying to get into until i can afford school without to many loans.

hopefully you aren't like me and pulling in 50 hour work days at 17, who the fuck makes kids wake up at 04:30 ;_;

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>I pull her into a bridal carry and brought her into the dining room. Manticores weren’t exactly the lightest of creatures…but if you live with them you learn to build some muscle mass and endurance or you fall apart quickly. I set her down in a chair and begin preparing food in the kitchen. I strip off my boxers and quickly wrap an apron around myself. Of course it’s hers, so it has “Fuck the Cook” written on the front, but well I suppose it can’t hurt to wear it just this once.

> “Naked apron?”

>I turn around and shoot her a glare.

“Naked apron, master?”

>I nod my head. “I probably don’t wear it as well as you, but it’s the least I can do to give you a show while I cook.”

>As I put some bacon and eggs into the frying pans on the oven, I make sure to occasionally glance at her while she waits for her meal. I swish my ass to and fro. I’m sure it doesn’t look as good as when she does it with her tail…but from the way she’s biting her lips it’s having some effect.

>After a bit I sit the food down one plate in front of her and another in front of me. I begin to dig into the eggs. Her stomach growls and she looks at the food expectantly. She can’t really use a utensil due to the manacles. I pretend to ignore her while carefully gauging her reactions. Dahlia seems to be considering what to do. She doesn’t want to upset me, but she’s also hungry. After all, we had a busy night yesterday.

>I keep spooning the food into my mouth as glance at a small electronic tablet. She finally musters the courage to ask for help. “Master?”

>I put down the tablet and give her my full attention. “Yes Dahlia?”

>“I’m hungry. What do I do?”

>“Ask and I will feed you. What would you like?”

>“Some eggs and bacon…please.”

>I smile and move next to her. “Okay.” I pick up her fork and begin to put some on the food on the utensil before putting it in her mouth. She tries to chew as delicately as possible before swallowing and then asking for more. The rest of the meal goes like this as I respond to her wishes. Occasionally while she’s chewing, I rub my hand across her thigh. Just a little comforting gesture to let her know I care.

>After she’s finished. She gives me a content sigh.

>“Thank you Master. That was a good meal.”

>“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

>“What do we do now, Master?”

>I sat on my knees and parted her legs. She moved her legs up so I could help take her panties off. “Now, we have a bit of dessert.” Her womanhood was so hot it was practically steaming. I gently parted her folds with my tongue and began to make swirl it in little circles inside her pussy while teasing her clit. She began to make mewling noises, like a cat as I swirled faster and faster. She tried to push my face further into her pussy, but her bindings left her incapable of doing much.

>“Yes! Yes just like that! Yes I’m about to cum, Master!”

>I pulled my face back and pulled her legs up so I could properly slide her panties back on.

>“What!?” she cried in disbelief. “What are you doing!? I was almost finished!”

>I shot her an ice cold glare. “I know what I’m doing. Cumming with me isn’t a right, it’s a privilege. And while you’ve been good so far, you haven’t earned it yet.”

>I saw her eye twitch and for a moment pure rage glazed through her eyes. Oh I’m sure I’d pay for this tomorrow, but goddamn that was something I thought I’d never see. To her credit, she didn’t say anything. She simply took a moment to compose herself. ”Yes Master, I understand.” I was going to punish her for her outburst but honestly, she took it in stride so well I’d have felt bad.

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>This time I brought Dahlia to the living room couch. I took off the apron and put my boxers back on. Still needed to do some job-related work to get caught up, so I pulled out my laptop and began to put in some numbers. Dahlia had her legs on top of mine. “If you need anything, just ask.” I tell her,” But if it’s just idle chatter, don’t say anything. I need to get this done.”

>While I typed away at my computer she was watched TV. I pretended to be oblivious to her, but more often than not I caught her trying to stare at me without drawing attention to herself. Dahlia loved to pester me when I was in the middle of work, often times either using her tail pussy to distract me or simply sit on top of whatever I was working on. Made me wonder if Manticores were less lion and more giant house cats.

>I sighed as I finally closed the laptop.

>“You didn’t interrupt me once, or try to mess with my work. I’m very proud of you.”

>“Do I get a reward master?”she said with bright shining eyes.

>I smiled. “Of course. What would you like?”

>“Can you finish what you started earlier?”

>“Oh no pet, we aren’t quite there yet. I can touch you however you want though.”

>She sighed. I could tell she was disappointed. “It’s fine Master, I don’t care. Just do what you want.” Her feet were right in front of me. Those big soft paws…I began to knead the soles of her feet. She let out a soft sigh.

>“You’re very tense dear.” I used my knuckle to massage deep into the arch of her foot. “There’s a lot of tension here.”

>“That’s so good…”

>“See? Not everything has to be about sexual pleasure. Sometimes we just liked to be touched. And it looks like you really needed a massage.”

>She yawned.

>“Are you still tired from last night?”

>“Yes, Master.”

>“Would you like to take a nap with me? I could use a little more rest too.”

>“That sounds wonderful, Master.”

I scooped her up in my arms and brought her back to the bed. After setting her down, I slide in next to her before sliding the covers over us. With my arms wrapped around her waist, I gave her a gentle kiss on the back of her neck. “Have you been enjoying yourself so far pet? You can break character for a little bit if you want to express yourself.”

She wrapped her tail around my leg. “I feel weak. I miss the venom. I miss the control. I miss being able to do things when I want to do them.”

“You aren’t weak. You’re very strong to restrain yourself like this. “I gave her another kiss on the nape of the neck

“It’s strange though. I feel happy. I thought I would totally hate this, but when you do everything…I just feel so comfortable. I feel safe with you.”

“That makes me happy. You’ve been very good so far. I’ve been trying to keep this experience from being too degrading.” I nuzzled her soft mane, taking in her smell. “I love you.”

She squeezed my leg with her tail. “I love you too.”

“Let’s get some sleep. We can continue this when we wake up.”

>>107683

Posted this in the other thread, too lazy to copy it here.

>>108118

I really how the story is going so far. While I do have a general preference for femdom, I do like to switch roles from time to time, break out of the monotony and you did a great job with that.

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really like*

>>108118

Loving the story so far. Always good to see a change of pace. It's also good to read a dom story where there is no abuse. I find too many people think of abuse and humiliation when they think of fem/maledom, instead of what you are doing, which is the dom taking a controlling role and caring for his sub.

>>108281

What is the source of that B&W image in the bottom center? She looks happy.

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>>108264

Glad you guys are enjoying it. Will finish it up probably tonight or tomorrow. I wanted to write something that involved a dom taking care of their sub and respecting them instead of treating them like dirt. And manticores are the queen of femdom, so I thought it would be fun to use one as the sub. Plus she is objectively best girl.

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>I opened and closed my eyes for a moment as I drifted back to consciousness. Dahlia had shifted positions and currently had her head buried in the crook of my neck. She was snoring, her chest moving up and down. I smiled. She was so cute when she was asleep. Not nearly the rapacious hellion she could be when she was awake. I stroked the tips of her soft fuzzy ears.

>“Dahlia sweetie. Time to wake up. We’ve been asleep longer than I intended.”

>She yawned as she looked up at me before her lips formed into a smile. “I would say good morning, but I guess it’s good afternoon now, Master.”

>*Clink*

I arched an eyebrow. “Did you just try to sting me again?”

>She got positively flustered. “N-no master that was a mistake! A force of habit!”

>“The point of this exercise is to learn some self-control, Dahlia. Even if you didn’t mean to sting me on purpose, your body still tried to on reflex. So now I am going to have to punish you to recondition this bad habit of yours.”

>“Wh-what are you going to do, Master?”

>“Hmmmm, well I think the punishment should fit the crime, don’t you? You keep trying to violate me with your tailpussy. So maybe it’s time for me to teach it a lesson. Dahlia, get on your knees and let me see your tail.”

>She pulled off the covers and sat on her knees. I held my hands out and she sheepishly placed her tail’s bud in my hands.

>“I have to say, your tail is marvelous. One of the most impressive things I’ve ever seen. The crimson red color really does make me think of your namesake.”

>She blushed. “Thank you master.”

>“It’s unfortunate you use it so wantonly. Here are the rules. You aren’t allowed to move your body, make any noise, or say anything unless I ask you a question. ” I moved lower to the tail segments, and I began to massage between the joints. She shuddered as I worked my way up.

>“How does that feel? You use this lot. I’m sure it needs some tender loving care once in a while.”

>“It feels…amazing” she shuddered again as I continued to work my way to the bud. It writhed occasionally in my grasp. I finally made my way to the tip and I began to massage around it, using my fingers to massage the bulb. Her tail twitched again. I unzipped the top part of the harness. The tail closing mechanism prevented her from being able to properly open the bud, but there was still enough of an opening to allow something to enter.

>I cupped the bud in my hands and moved it to my mouth as though I was kissing a lover. Well, in effect I was. I could feel her shudder as I my tongue moved into the warm flesh of her tail pussy. I moved my tongue in a circular motion, feeling the bumps on the inside of her bud. I rapidly picked up the pace as I felt her warm juices drip into my mouth. Yeah. She was definitely getting into this. She was trying her best to keep a neutral expression, but I could see her biting her lip slightly, and her paws were balled into fists. To her credit, she didn’t gasp or even moan. After a few more minutes though, she looked like she was going to cry. I pulled my tongue out of her tail.

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>“Dahlia, how are you doing?”

>She let out a ragged breath. “I feel like I’m about to burst, Master.”

>“What do you want me to do?”

>Her eyes were watery but she still managed to give me a weak smile. “Whatever you want to do Master. You’re punishing me. You said cumming with you was a privilege.”

>While she was talking, I fondled the inside of her tail with my finger. “Very good. You are allowed to make noise or move, but you can’t shift positions.”

>Her eyes glimmered as her face light up with a much larger smile. “You mean you’re going to-OHHHHHHHH! “She moaned as I pushed my tongue back into her insides. She gasped and writhed as I picked up speed. Honestly, her panting was really turning me on to. But I had to control myself too or this whole exercise would be pointless. After a couple more moments she arched her back and I pulled out of her bud, a splash of fem cum under my lips. I wiped the fluid away as I looked into her eyes. “So. How was that?”

>?“So…good. I can’t even…think straight” she panted. “Can I ask you a favor, Master?”

>?“What is it?”

>“Can you just…hold me for a bit?” I pulled her into my arms and began to run my fingers through her hair. She starts to purr. I could feel the vibrations from inside her chest.

>“You’re so adorable. See, isn’t it fun to hold back a little bit? It makes everything feel much better when use a little restraint instead of just thrashing about wildly.”

>“I don’t know about that master, you didn’t seem to mind it much last night.”

>“That’s true pet, but I’m not a machine. Being milked constantly wears me down.”

>“I’m sorry…I was just trying to make you happy. I didn’t realize that it was that bad. I thought your resistance was just part of the routine.”

>I smiled and scratched behind her ears. “I never hated it. I just have other things I have to do to make sure we live comfortably and sometimes I have to put tailpussy time on hold. It doesn’t mean I don’t love every second I’m with you.

>She blushed again and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. So adorable. It’s part of why I fell in love with her.

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>We spent much of the rest of the day doing things together around the house, sometimes lewd, sometimes not. It was a very relaxing. I managed to cook up a nice pasta dinner and had her sit in my lap while I fed her. After a full day of spending time together, it was getting close to bed.

>“Pet, we should probably take a bath.”

>“Won’t that be a little hard to do with…these?” she gestured to her manacles and tail harness.

>“Yes I know.” I took out the keys to the manacles and undid them. She rubbed her arms as I sat the cuffs on the table.

>“Let me see your tail.”

>She gave me an odd look. “But if you take this off, I can sting you…”

>“I know. You could very easily get revenge for everything I’ve done today. It’s up to you really. We can continue with our game as it’s been going, or you can take control back. The ball is in your court.” With a click, the apparatus unlocked and I slide the harness off. She took the time to examine her tail bud, opening and closing it and then flexing it until her spines darted out.

>She wrapped her arms in a hug around me. “Thank you, it feels good to have my tail back. “I expected to feel a prick from her spines but it never came. Her tail swished behind her while she hugged me. She broke the hug and placed a paw around my hand. “Shall we take our bath, Master?”

> I smiled. “That sounds excellent, pet.”

>We both disrobed in the bathroom and I turned the hot water on so the tub could fill up. It was a larger tub, to accommodate both of us and still have room for her tail and wings. She slid into the warm water with a content sigh and I wasn’t far behind her. I pulled out a brush from the wall and began to scrub her back, occasionally moving her wings while I lathered her back. After I rinsed her off, I lathered soap on my hands and began to rub my hands over her stomach. She giggled as I ran my fingers up and down her tummy. I must be tickling her.

>“Hey Master, aren’t you forgetting an important spot?”

>“And what would that be pet?”

> “Well…my chest.”

> “Oh these?” I cupped a breast in each hand. “I don’t think I could ever forget these. I was just taking my time.” I gave them a gentle squeeze and stroked them with my soapy hands while her tail twitched erratically. She leaned her head body back into me, and rested while I continued to massage her front. “Can we break character for a moment?”

>“That’s fine, Dahlia”

>“You know, when you started all this, I was expecting you to be a lot rougher. Like maybe you would try to out fuck me or something.”

>She shuddered as I traced a circle around her a>>109704

reola. “Force isn’t always the best option, Dahlia. Sometimes, a firm but gentle hand is all you need.”

>“I’ve enjoyed myself a good bit. I feel bad though. I’ve been calling you master all day, but I haven’t done anything for you. You’ve done everything. I feel like I haven’t been giving back enough.”

>I sighed and gave her a gentle squeeze. “It’s not about that, Dahlia. Every time I make you feel good, it makes me feel good. If I’m capable of pleasing you, it means I’m doing my job as your husband. Sometimes, I feel like I’m not enough of a man for you. I…wanted to prove today that I can be.”

>She turned to face me and put her paws on my chest. “Sweetie… I think you are very manly. You don’t have to prove anything to me. I already think you’re the best.” She leaned in and kissed me on the lips.

>I smiled. “Thank you. I couldn’t have asked for a better wife. Now, shall we continue our game? I think it might be time for some mutual…satisfaction. “

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>We climbed out of the tub and I pulled out a towel and began to dry her off. She tried to take it from me and do it herself but I wasn’t having any of it. She was my pet for today, and I was going to take care of her. I finally finished by polishing her tail bud with the towel. Freshly cleaned, the shiny red carapace gleamed in the light.

>“You look ravishing pet. I wish I could take you outside and show you off to the neighbors like this. Imagine their jealousy at seeing what I come home to every day.”

>She blushed and gave me a smile. “Wouldn’t that be public indecency Master?”

>“Since when have you ever cared about decency? Oh well, at least I get to you keep you to myself.” I caressed her breast as I kissed the nape of her neck. As I continued to kiss her, I hoisted her in my arms and brought her to the bed. I gently sat her down and then climbed on top of the sheets.

>Dahlia purred and looked at me expectantly. “So what do we do now master?”

>I thought about it for a moment. “I said mutual pleasure. Why don’t we try doing sixty-nine with a twist?”

>Dahlia cocked her head. “How does that work master?”

>“Anything you do to my cock, I will try to replicate on your pussy. Think of it as an exercise in mutual pleasure.”

>She climbed onto my chest, her exposed pussy wiggling in front of my eyes. Her delicate, pink folds were moist with her desire. I wanted to tear into them, to use my tongue to show her my feelings for her, but today we were playing a game and she had to make the first move.

>She seemed hesitant. “Master, shouldn’t you be making the first move since you’re in charge.”

>“Pet, I said you would start. So start.”

>Dahlia gave a timid lick across my glans. I shuddered slightly, and then did the same, brushing my tongue across her musky woman hood. This time she shuddered.

>She didn’t move for a second, and then she began to stroke my shaft with her soft fuzzy paws. I responded by rubbing her clit softly with two fingers. Then she took my cock into her mouth and began to move up and down, her warm rough tongue tracing over every inch of my manhood. I responded by parting the folds of her snatch and sticking my tongue in as far as I could, making little O shaped motions with it while I played with her clit. She picked up the intensity of her movements. So did I. After a few more moments, both of us shuddered and I climaxed, sending warm seed down her throat as her own love juices flowed over my mouth.

>She re-positioned herself next to me and we both wiped the cum off each others faces.

>“Can we please do that again sometime Master? That was …satisfying.”

>“Yeah, that was really nice. But now I think it’s time for what we’ve both been waiting for…”

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>I grabbed her tail pussy and began to squeeze the base. Her spines slowly slide out of her tail. “This might hurt for just one moment.” She winced as I plucked one of her spines out. I was careful not to let it prick me. I held it in my hand like a hypodermic needle, keeping it away from my body.

>Dahlia laid on her back with her legs spread open. She was already moist again. All this play must really have gotten her turned on.

>I laid the spine down on the table and moved on top of her, kissing her on the lips. I slowly made my way down her torso, my lips lingering on her breasts for a moment. She giggled as I swished my tongue around her erect nipples. Then I ran my hands over her taut stomach. Finally, I was back down at her woman hood, gently lapping at her clit.

>I pulled my head away. “Pet, you look dissatisfied what’s wrong? Do you want something?”

>“Master…I’m tired of all these games. I want you. I want you inside of me. I want to show you how much I love you. I want you to ravish me until I can’t stand anymore. So please…” she spread the folds of her womanhood. “Give it to me.”

>I smiled as I plucked the needle from the nightstand and injected it into my thigh. I could feel the rush of venom coursing into my body, and I became hard in an instant.

>“I love you Dahlia.”

>She moaned as I slide into her. I looked into her eyes and we locked hands as I began to push myself deeper inside. She was so warm and tight. Her insides fit me like a glove, like any Manticore that’s spent a long time with her mate. A pussy literally made for me. I felt the venom giving me strength as I pumped into her. She gave me a ferocious kiss as I continued to grind inside of her, the mutual pleasure warming both of our bodies. Both of our hearts began to beat faster. The air was permeated with the smell of sex, her beautiful scent mixing with my sweat.

>As I kept pumping into her, Dahlia was moaning in time with each thrust. There weren’t any more words exchanged at this point. There didn’t need to be. We both knew each other well enough to know what we wanted. She wrapped her tail around my waist, as I began to pump into her even harder. She started moaning louder, her cries of pleasure spurring me on. I was practically jackhammering into her at this point, each thrust eliciting a cry of pleasure from my wife. I could feel myself edging closer to climax.

>“Dahlia, I’m about to…”

>She locked her legs around me. “I want it all inside Master, every last bit.”

>I smiled. “As you wish”

>Her back arched as she let out finally cry of pleasure. I soon followed suite as I shoved in one final thrust and poured every single bit of sperm I had left into her. I was breathing heavily as I rolled off of her; the exhaustion from last week was catching up with me. The venom was able to act as a pick-me-up for only so long before my body crashed.

>She gave me a concerned look. “Tim…are you all right?”

>“I just feel really tired all of a sudden.”

>She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close to her chest. My head rested on her breasts while she stroked my hair with those big soft paws.

>She kissed me on the forehead “Just rest love, you’ve taken care of me all day. It’s my turn take care of you.”

>I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be carried into a blissful sleep. The last thing I felt was my lover’s warm chest rising and falling as she watched over me.

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>>108290

Thanks!

I apologize for any spelling errors or grammar mistakes. I made a few in the last updates, and I suck at self editing. Also I know lions can't purr so technically a manticore can't either, but dammit I want a purring manticore.

>>109885 continued

>I cracked my eyes open to the sound of birds chirping outside the window. I slept like the dead last night, it was fantastic. Still, I was tired. A night of good sleep doesn’t totally undo a week of milking. Speaking of milking, Dahlia wasn’t in bed with me. Oh good lord, what could that semen demon have planned for today? I wasn’t in shackles, so I guess she wanted a bit of sport before she got her revenge.

>The door to the bedroom opened, and Dahlia walked in with a plate of food. She was wearing her “Fuck the Cook” apron, complete with black lingerie underneath. Dahlia smiled as she regarded me. “Good morning love! I trust you slept well?”

>“Well, I had the best pillow a man could ask for.” She always enjoyed a flattery.

>She waved a paw at me. “Oh you! I made breakfast. Manticore French toast!”

>She slid the plate onto my lap. The toast had a little cat face with whisker made out of powdered sugar, with hash-brown wings and a strawberry tail bud. I couldn’t help but laugh. “This is the cutest thing you’ve ever done.” My eyes widened as I took a bite. “Also the most delicious, this is really good!”

>She kissed me on the forehead and took off the apron before sliding into bed. “I thought you could use a little refreshment after yesterday. That and…I wanted to thank you for what a good job you did taking care of me. That was the best sex I’ve had in a while.”

>“Still didn’t touch our wedding night.” I joked

>She giggled and tapped me on the shoulder “Really though, you made me feel special. I didn’t realize how good it felt to let someone else take the reins.”

>“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. I wasn’t sure how you would react to it, but it was a lot of fun for me too. Though I’m surprised you didn’t chain me to the bed today as punishment.”

>She gave me an amused look. “Tim, you took care of me and made me feel good. And you made me realize I go overboard sometimes. You’re my husband…I should respect you more when you say you’re busy.”

>I caressed her cheek, running my fingers over her warm face. “Like I said last night, I never hated it. I just have to do things to make sure we stay comfortable.”

>She got a sad look on her face. “No, it isn’t just that. I’ve been a bad wife. I put my feelings above yours. You’re tired constantly because I wear you out. And I make you feel emasculated. A good wife shouldn’t do that. She should consider her mate’s feelings. I’m sorry.”

>I put the tray of food to on our nightstand and gave her a concerned look. “Dahlia…” I pulled her into my arms and kissed her on the lips. Her eyes light up with surprise as she looked at me. “Thank you. You’re an excellent wife. Don’t ever think otherwise. I just wanted you to hold back a little bit on your poor human husband’s frail constitution. That’s all.”

>Dahlia nuzzled up to my chest. “Could we try the pet and master thing later?”

>“Of course” I said as I stroked her hair.

“Could I be the master sometimes?”

>“Absolutely. “

>She gave me a mischievous wink. “Good, I have some ideas for next time.”

>I pretended to shudder. “I’m honestly afraid to ask.”

>“Don’t worry; you’ll like it. Probably” she said with a laugh.

>“Well, what are we going to do today?”

>She purred as she traced a tiny circle on my chest. “It’s Sunday, and you look positively worn out. Why don’t we make it a day of rest?”

>Thank god, I don’t think I could have taken another day of milking, even with a break. “Great idea. Maybe later we can have some gentle, non-kinky sex in the missionary position while we stare into each other’s eyes?”

>She blushed. “That sounds wonderful.”

>I let out an exhausted sigh. “I think for now, I want to rest a little bit longer. I’m still worn out.”

>“Okay, I’ll be your snuggle buddy then!”

>Dahlia put her head on my chest and it wasn’t long before she drifted back to sleep. My eye grew heavy as I continued to stroke her hair before I fell asleep myself. I’m so lucky to have a wife like her. She can be a handful. But at the end of the day, when she’s curled up like this, I know in my heart she’s my little lion cub.

END

>>110439

Marvelous job Anon! One of the best of these somewhat short greentext stories I've seen. I'm normally a femdom fan, but this was something else. Good solid writing with believable character development. And good sex stuff too, that was in there too. Good work! :D

>>110439

>She always enjoyed a flattery.

Should be She always enjoyed a little flattery.

Like I said, not the best self editor.

>>110483

Thank you anon, I love manticores. They strike a good balance between ferocity and playfulness. Not to mention the tail pussy and venom. I wanted to do a story where a manticore was stripped of her two biggest tools to see how she would react, and to also do a story that involved a dom properly taking care of a sub. I get tired reading stories where the dom humiliates or abuses the sub. I wish I could have done a better job catching all my my mistakes but well, I guess I just need to work on becoming better at editing.

>>110485

Eh, self-editing comes with practice. And I totally agree. Manticores are my favorite because they can be super aggressive/dominant/kinky, but still be someone you feel safe cuddling with. And though I like femdom, I really don't like the humiliation and abuse can only last for so long. I don't mind abuse too much, but definitely some fresh air is needed in that category. Anyway, I'm sure you have, like, your own life or whatever, but you planning on writing another one or was this a one-off you felt like you wanted to do? Cuz I wouldn't mind reading another one of yours if it is the former, but like I said, life or whatever.

>>110983

I might revisit them later but for now I don't have anything planned. I'm working on some other projects around /monster/ and that was a story I wanted to get out of my system and to get me back in the groove for writing sex scenes.

Shilling my paste bin if you'd like to read more of my stuff.

http://pastebin.com/u/gundam80

>>111128

Bro, you do some good diabetus inducing smut.

You're really good at characterization, and your sex scenes play in the mind like a MP4. Keep it up, I really want to see more from you.

>>111138

No anon, bad!

>>111164

Thank you friend, I'm always worried about if my characters seem realistic or not, or if the sex scenes flow organically.I spend a lot of time rewording sentences so they sound more natural. It's good to know that I'm doing well there.

If you follow the writefag thread, I post stuff in there too.

>>111138

for them love of god please

>>111164

>>111284

Third this request.

>>111436

Now you're just trolling.

>>111512

Ah yes, the betacore. I've seen that idea floating around before. It would be really cool if a writefag could get on that…

>>111518

Ain't gotta be 'beta' per se but with her own set of bruises and scars like the human counterpart. Broken people like broken monsters, I cant help myself.

>>111512

>>111516

>>111520

Why hello /bane/, looks like you're here to enjoy manticores too. Sit back and chill. I have a drink for you.

>>111512

I'm not much of a writefag, but I'll give it a shot just for you

>it was the middle of the night as you made your way into the bandit camp

>your job was to stop the bandit lord who was uniting the clans under one banner

>simple in and out mission, slice open his neck and take his head as proof you completed the task

>sneaking in was easy enough, none of the guards were even at their posts

>they were all sitting by the fire, getting drunk off their asses

>"and these idiots are giving us trouble" you think to yourself

>making your way further, you notice one guard is actually manning his post

>if the map you got was correct, that was the path to where they keep their prisoners

>might as well check it out and set a few people free

>you throw a rock next to the guard

>as he turns around to check it out, you quickly make your way over to him and break his neck

>going through his pockets you find a key, probably for the cages

>you start going down the path and it seems all of the cages are empty

>then you notice someone lying down in a cage on the far end of the path

>getting closer, you notice it's a manticore

>her claws trimmed, her wings tied to each other, some contraption strapped to the tip of her tail

>she was filled with bruises and scratches

>what on earth have they done to her

>"hey, wake up" you whisper

>before even opening her eyes, she mutters "n-no more, please"

>"I'm here to get you out, not hurt you"

>she opened her eyes and gave you a look as if you were a gift from the Heaven's

>nobody ever looked at you that way

>you open the cage with the key you took from the dead guard, after which you untied her wings

>you try the same key on the contraption on her tail, but it doesn't fit

>"do you know how to open this thing?"

>"y-yeah, I think their boss has the key"

>"alright, I'll go and get it, think you can make it out of the camp on your own?"

>she could barely walk, but still she somehow managed to stretch out her wings

>if they weren't bat wings, she might have even looked like an angel

>"yeah, I should be able to fly away"

>"good, wait for me outside, find a good place to hide, I promise I'll be back"

>as she flew away, your mission changed

>the objective went from taking out their leader to burning their entire camp, with all of them still in it

>first things first, if you wanted to get paid, you needed to bring back the head

>the guards in the "elite" part were lesser jerk-offs

>they were all at their posts, although even they appeared somewhat intoxicated

>you decided to take the outfit of the guard you took out earlier

>these drunkards wouldn't be able to spot an intruder even if he was wearing full imperial armor and was charging at them, so with an outfit that looks like their own you'd have a lot more freedom of movement

>you waltzed through the elite part with no questions asked and made it back to the shadows

>there was a guard right in front of the boss' tent, but it was just a tent after all

>you crawled under it from the side

>the inside of it looked like some nobleman's quarters, filled with various treasures and fine food

>the big guy was in the very middle, snoring his lungs out

>you put a knife straight through his eye, killing him on the spot

>you carved his head off with the same knife and put it in your satchel

>you looked around for the key needed to open the contraption on the manticore's tail

>there were so many keys around, you just decided to take them all

>now the fun part can begin

>none of the guards were looking towards the tent, so you pulled the guard in front of it inside and put him out of his misery

>one by one, you quietly took out all the guards

>but there were still plenty of bandits asleep

>you searched through the camp for something to quickly light all the tents on fire

>best thing you found was alcohol

>"it'll have to do" you think to yourself

>you start pouring it in a line from one tent to another

>the amount of booze they stored is ridiculous, there was enough to burn the entire camp twice and still get drunk

>as you emptied out the last bottle needed, you took a piece of wood from the floor and lit it with their campfire

>you threw it at the beginning where you started pouring the drinks and quickly made your way out

>leaving the camp you heard faint screams of agony

>>111866

>now you just needed to find the manticore

>which really wasn't so hard, you could see her tail sticking out of a bush

>"hey, come out"

>she recognized your voice and walked out of her less than brilliant hiding spot

>"I got a bunch of keys from the leader's tent, recognize which one of them unlocks that thing?"

>she points to the right one and the contraption comes right off

>she gives out a very relieved sigh

>"thank you, I don't know what would've happened to me if you didn't come along." she said with tears slowly forming in her eyes. "my name's Leona, what's yours?"

>"Anon, I'm an assassin for the Emperor's court. Come with me, we should get your wounds treated"

>she barely stood on her own two legs, so you carried her

>she was a bit heavier than expected, but nothing you couldn't handle

>she fell asleep in your arms

>her injuries weren't fatal, so you decided to let her rest a bit before you got on your horse and rode back into town

>you set up a small camp, tucked her inside while you stayed awake watching over her, in case any bandits survived and were out for revenge

>looking at her sleep you saw how beautiful she really was

>she looked so calm and peaceful

>her silky blonde hair matched the fur on her paws

>she had a small part braided on the front left side of her head

>the hours of the night went by quietly

>suddenly you felt two soft paws on your shoulders

>"you know, I still haven't thanked you properly"

>"what do you-"

>you were cut off by a slight prick in your leg

>nothing painful, just stung a little

>you slowly felt your body warming up

>heart rate growing ever faster

>she took off your pants to reveal a large erection

>she smiled at you as her tail descended on your manhood

>the inside of it slowly started pulsing

>the feeling was much better than any woman you've ever been with

>the things you heard about manticores really were true

>your eyes take a glimpse at her face for a second

>she was in pain, but she was trying to hide it

>"stop"

>suddenly her expression changed to a heartbroken one

>"w-what's wrong? don't you like it?" she said, with teary eyes

>"it feels amazing, but it obviously hurts you. you don't need to go through more pain, not for me. we'll do this after you've recovered"

>tears start rolling down her blushing cheeks as she cracks a smile

>"ok Anon, thank you"

>you cuddled until dawn

>it's been too long since you spent time with a nice, warm woman

>life is harsh without one

>as the Sun came up, the two of you climbed your horse and rode into town

>you checked her into a hospital while you went off to collect the bounty for the bandit lord, plus a little extra for his followers

>you finally saved up enough to buy a decent house in town

>you spent the next few days with Leona in the hospital, per her request

>she recovered fairly quickly

>first thing you did was rent a room in the nearest inn and enjoy each other for the first time

>you heard so many stories about manticores being sadistic creatures, practically tortuing their mates

>but she wasn't like that

>the worst thing she did was prick you with one of her barbs

>she was gentle and loving, not even so much as trying to be dominant

>after that your relationship with her just grew

>you bought a house together

>at first the neighbors gave you strange looks

>they weren't strangers to mamono's, but seeing a manticore living in a human settlement is truly a sight to see

>you never cared about that, so long as you had each other

>you continued your career as an assassin, because you were good at it and there was good money involved

>you wanted to protect her smile, give her everything she ever desired

>and you did

>>111512

If he tries to pull off the Tailpussy, will he die?

>>111871

it would be extemely painful

>>111947

It is a big tail.

>>111955

for you (nice dubs)

>Ley remained silent.

>I leaned back in my chair to examine wha was going on under my table

>Ley's tail was dripping even more and hung inbetween my legs.

>I looked back up and Ley was turned half around and staring right at me.

>Fear crept through me, though she turned back around and continued to work.

>I looked back down and the tail was lowered back under the table.

>"Uh… okay." I said quietly.

>It was starting to get a bit hard to think with the sudden arousal.

>I began to hear a light zipping noise.

>I knew what was going on suddenly.

>Ley turned around again and looked at me

>"Pull it out." She said

>I shook my head to say no.

>She shook hers to say yes.

>I felt another prick.

>The heat got more intense suddenly.

>Her gaze was screaming for me to give in.

>I reached a hand down and shamefully uncovered my dick

>She smiled lewdly and mischievously as I heard the sound of her tail opening slowly.

>She kept eye contact with me as she slowly engulfed it in her tail.

>The sudden wave of pleasure was something I didn't expect, and a low restrained whimper escaped my mouth.

>She turned back around and continued her work; both on her desk and below my desk.

>It slowly began to pump and tighten, she was doing this while trying to not alert Mr Clir two kids are fucking in the exact same room your super vising.

>I grabbed the front of my desk and leaned foreword instinctually.

>She leaned back in her chair and put her head down right next to mine.

>"Shh…. I'm nearly done my test. Do yours then you can release. Don't make a sound." She whispered before leaning back up and continuing to work.

>I lifted myself back up from the desk and begn to work again.

>She playfully began tightening and loosening her grip while pumping, enough to bring me to the edge.

>I answered a few questions and got to the final one before I really started desiring climax.

>My hips started shuddering everytime she pulled away.

>I worked as hard as I could through that last question. All the while she lightly hummed to herself in satisfaction that her scheme was working.

>I put my pencil down and leaned foreword. I was ready to explode

>"I'm…d-done… please…." I said with a mild panic in my voice

>Ley quietly worked without acknowledging me for about two more long minutes.

>"Sorry, the last question was difficult." She said with a light giggle.

>I was shaking by that time.

>She turned around completely this time and faced me directly.

>She unbuttoned the top of her shirt exposing a fair amount of cleavage

>She opened her arms and offered me to a hug which I submissively accepted.

>Her breasts delicately and warmly pressed up against my face as I pretty much flopped across the table with my face buried into her tits.

>Her tail began slowing and tightening

>"…ah.. Ah-…" I started moaning but she pushed my face into her cleavage and muffled by pained noises.

>She swiftly brought me to an orgasm right there. As awkard of a position it was and as daring as the situation was, I went to heaven for a second there.

>I fell back into my desk and tried to regain composer. She quickly buttoned her shirt up again

>She got up and quickly zipped my pants up and carried me by the arm to the front of the room

>12:45, lunch period was almost over.

>"Mr. Clir? Were both done." She said

>Clir woke up slowly and grabbed our papers.

>"You going to head home now?" Clir said

>"Yes. I need to blow of some steam and rest a bit." Ley said

>I was still bewildered but composed enough to not look out of the ordinary.

>She slowly dragged me out of the room and outside to her car.

>The rest of the day was spent with her cuddling with me as she milked me dry with her tail.

>She did perfectly on the last half of the test and I did awful and had to redo it again.

>People ask me how me and her got together. We generally lie.

Sorry to interrupt if there was a CYOA but I wanted of get that idea out and off my chest.

>>112066

Lewd as fuck, good job writefriend.

>>112996

Oh my.

>>111138

I also want to read this

>>111138

>>113038

Dude, just use google, it's not that hard, search for "bobanon futanari touch fluffy tail" and you are done, all his shit is there, jesus christ.

>>113338

I really like the one on the right, do you have any other versions? Also, was this >>78325 ever finished? I will understand if you want to keep it for yourself, it's your commission after all.

>>113466

You're doing god's work, thanks!

>>113385

Here you go.

Had a little trouble with the millkers on the pregnant layer but I'm sure you can deal with it.

http://imgur.com/a/orwVz

>>113473

These are done by .less, right? I didn't recognise his style at first. All of them came out pretty nice, thanks for sharing.

>>113485

Girldicks~

>>113604

A futanari manticore would never leave the house because she'd constantly be masturbating into her tail with her tail.

No art has been recorded perhaps for a very good reason.

>>113693

I hate you for that mental image.

>>113693

/chaos/ here

I love you for that mental image, and I now am going to need to find some

>>113788

Bob go back to your gay board and stay away from manticores, you are not ruining best girl like you almost did with Cheshires.

>>113485

>ruining

That implies either of them were good in the first place.

>>113812

I know you must hear this all the time, but tripfags are faggots and their opinions are shit. Also, learn how to quote holy shit.

>>113792

I'm not bob, I swear

I just think the idea is interesting, and could be cute in the hands of the right drawfag. Full female semi-gentle femdom manticore is still always my waifu.

>>113819

But anon, as much as I despise futashit, this doesn't make any sense.

Girls like to play with their own vagina too, even if it's just rubbing the surface.

Now imagine a manticore drowning in ecstasy as she rub her pussy lips and clit with her tail.

And how about one that uses her tailpussy as a breast pump?

>>113884

>interesting

Yeah, for other faggots like you. I like my girls without dicks, thank you very much.

>>113792

If you had actually read, I also do the same. I just don't completely discount a fetish just because it isn't mine. I can almost fap to anything, if

a)it's quality

b)it's not guro/scat/other excrement stuff

c)it's not 100% gay

>>114169

Big, fat, juicy tailpussies.

Let's be honest with ourselves here. If you prefer smaller tailpussies its like a girl preferring smaller dick. Maybe you could say it is cute, but we all know where the real action is at.

I dunno, heard tailvix penetration drives them wild.

With a small an tight tailpussy that should be easier archivable or not?

>>114169

I'd take a long, thin, tight tailpussy over a massive slab of useless meat any and every day.

>>114169

This >>114186, size definitely matters to boys. The thicker the tailpussy is, the stronger the muscles that cause suction on your dick.

Big, fat tailpussy is the only pussy for me.

>>113952

I want to see or experience a pair of manticores using their tails on some nipples.

A hot wet suckling sensation would feel good on other places than your dick I'd imagine, Women can benefit from tailpussy action too!

>>114169

I never really imagine size is a factor in tightness, but rather that they're able to loosen on tighten the grip on your bepis at will.

That being said I prefer big ones, simply for the intimidation factor.

>>114226

>The thicker the tailpussy is, the stronger the muscles…

Wait if its muscles, then a lot of their strength and thickness depends on training and diet.

Does that mean that Manticores tail-lift to get fit in the tailpussy? Do they have dilod shaped weights for training?

>>114226

Basically this. The bigger tailpussies have more power behind them. As a general statement they have stronger venom and the kind of pleasure that they can give is greater.

>guy walking down the street sees a manticore

>reminds him of that one manticore girlfriend he had

>good times

>continues walking down the street and sees another manticore flaunting her tailpussy behind her

>the thing is this massive bulb and doesn't even compare to the other manticores small tailpussy

>can't even comprehend how good it must feel

>>114277

You can't really train it like that. The size of the tailpussy is determined at birth. Not all tailpussies were born equal.

I'm sure there are tailpussy enlargers out on the market.

>>114169

Big tails for me of course.

>>114291

More OC is always good.

>>114295

I can get around to it tomorrow

>>114291

manticore? worried about stamina? this is a null set because manticore barbs. ask her to stick you with one but don't be a perv when you do ask .

also, stop funposting on /monster/ if you've got a tailpussy interested. there's a time to advance one's wizard studies …. and if a manticore is both interested in you AND not treating you like a cumpump is clearly not one of those times continue plz

>>114242

Yes, that sounds good. Now I want to milk a holst using a manticore's tailpussy.

Her tailpussy would grow bigger and fatter, as well as other parts of her body.

I'd use her fat tailpussy as my personal onahole while whispering praise into her fuzzy ears about how pleasurable her new soft body is.

Of course, I should fuck the cow too.

Alternatively, you can have her milk a minotaur and watch how her abs and tailpussy muscles grow bigger and stronger.

Being double teamed by a buff manticore and a minotaur sounds heavenly.

>>114169

>not wanting a big tail

do you even into manticores?

Had this story circulating in my head for a few days now, might as well post it.

>for the first time in months, you wake up without the sting of one of her barbs in your thigh

>you're still tied to the bed, but she's not there

>strange, you didn't get a single day off since she captured you, day after day she violated you

>it was nice not having her bone-chilling stare pierce your heart for once

>you note the aroma of food coming from the other room

>so she is still here after all

>you realize you're hungry, but calling out to her would probably mean getting raped before fed

>you decide to wait a bit more, enjoy the break for a while

>but to your discomfort, you hear the door of the room squeak open

>"Ah, so you're finally awake"

>damn it all to hell

>she starts making her way towards you, her hips swaying in a hypnotising manner

>she was wearing a white sundress

>as she reaches the bed she starts untying you

>wait what

>"No time for your morning milking, pet, we got an important day ahead of us and I'd like to hurry. I prepared breakfast for you, so get dressed and move along."

>she seemed unusually cheerful

>you didn't feel like testing the limits of her new mood

>you get dressed quickly and go into the dining room

>if anything, she was great at preparing food

>roasted pork with some herbs that made it much jucier

>home-made garlic bread, soft as a cloud

>mead from the northern lands, those people made the best alcohol

>chocolate cake, sweeter than a small dog barking

>it almost made everything worth it

>you wolf it all down quickly

>"Ever heard of chewing your food, pet?" she remarks, smirking

>"You told me to hurry, so I did, mistress."

>she smiles in a surprisingly warm manner

>the two of you leave her cave

>rays of sunlight illuminate the mountain pass where the manticore village is

>winter finally passed

>>115686

>you start going towards the market

>on your way there you hear mixed sounds of pain and pleasure, coming from numerous other caves

>even after all this time you're still not used to it

>the market is almost entirely empty

>there are trades from all corners of the world

>no surprise there, manticore barbs are really popular

>and rare, they almost never give them away

>"Alright pet, here's a list of things I need you to get, when you're done meet me by the exit"

>examining the list you notice camping supplies as well as food and drinks

>going through the market you get everything needed, you just need to get some meat now

>you take note of a danuki trader

>she seems rather familiar

>damn her to hell, she's the one who sold you black sand, calling it gunpoweder

>nearly cost you your head in a duel

>this is the perfect chance to get back at her, especially since you have a use barb in your pocket

>you approach her

>she doesn't seem to recognize you

>"How much do you want for that lamb?"

>"20 gold pieces"

>20 gold pieces

>yeah, no

>"Ah, I'm afraid I don't have that much on me. Maybe we can work something out?"

>you pull out the barb

>her eyes glow with the hunger for coin

>"But, I know this is worth a lot more than just a piece of meat. What else do you have?"

>"Right this way, sir"

>she takes you out back, to her more prestigeous wares

>one particular item catches your attention immediatly

>a sword of the imperial guard

>the craftsmanship on them was incredible

>the oath the soldiers had to take was ingraved on the blade in high gothic

>a blue gem on the pommel

>a cross-guard that was moddeled after hawk wings

>the soldier that gave her this probably lost his head

>"I'll take this beauty"

>"Deal, boy"

>that was easy

>you give her the barb in exchange for the goods and make your way to the outside of the mountain pass

>you see her standing there, waving her tail as she waits anxiously

>"There you are, pet. Wait, where'd you get that sword?"

>"Just settled an old debt, mistress."

>"Alright then, it looks nice. I prefer your other sword, to be honest."

>she loved making such innuendos

>she put a collar on you

>"Is this really necessary, mistress? You know I won't try to run away, not after you cought me last time and clawed your name into my back"

>she giggles at the memory

>"I know, I just like seeing you wear it."

>>115687

>you began your journey to god knows where

>it felt like an eternity since you last saw the world in spring

>the green grass, the warm sun on your skin, arid breeze blowing through the leaves

>everything felt alive

>after a few hours of walking, you take a break near a small creek

>she sits down on a stump and extends her legs towards you

>"My feet hurt, pet. Do your magic."

>you start rubbing her paws

>usually this would end with your manhood engulfed in her tail, but not this time

>she's moaning slightly, just enjoying the sensation

>after a few minutes she speaks

>"So, do you know what day it is today?"

>"No, mistress."

>"Didn't really read up on manticores, did you?"

>"All I was ever told about your kind was 'stay away from them, they'll eat you'.

>"Yeah, that's the case most of the time. Well, I'd hate to ruin the surprise"

>you continue walking

>after a few more hours she finally says "We're here"

>it's a small, secluded place deep within the woods

>golden rays of sunshine pass through the leaves, reflecting on the clear water of the lake

>a small waterfall emits a rather soothing noise

>this place remained untouched by any kind of civilization, it was nature in it's purest form

>"I found this place as a kid" she starts talking

>"I always liked exploring. I felt trapped in the mountain pass, so I often went out to play in various fields and forests"

>this was the first time she was ever opening to you

>"then one day I just stumbled into all of this. It was my special place, something only I knew about. Whenever I wanted to be alone, I'd come here. I never brought anyone here, until now. I spent a lot of time thinking which would be the perfect place to do this, but the answer was always here"

>"What are you talking about, mistress? What are we going to do?"

>"We'll enjoy each other as man and woman for the first time."

>you felt your heart racing

>up until now she only used her tail and paws

>"On this day, I make you mine forever"

>those words stroke fear into you

>if she wasn't possessive of you until now, if you "weren't her's", then what's your life gonna be like form now on?

>"You see, pet, manticores have but one mate their entire lives. We perfect ourselves for him. I waited months for this day to come and now that it's finally here…"

>she approaches you, taking off her dress in a seductive manner

>"..nothing's gonna ruin it"

>>115688

>she undressed you, grabs you by the hand and leads you towards the water

>she sits on the edge, spreading out her legs

>using her paws she moves your head into her crotch

>you start licking it

>her pussy tasted quite sweet

>you were never with a woman before, but from stories in various taverns men often complained women tasted like fish down there

>but this was the opposite of your worst expectations

>you move your tongue around harder and faster as she moans louder and louder

>she's holding your head there with both paws, pressing you more and more

>a few minutes pass and she raises your head

>"How is it?"

>unable to find the proper words to describe it, you smile

>her expression suddenly changes

>you felt a chill go down your spice

>this was the same look she gave you the first time she ravaged you

>with her legs she pushes you further into the lake and jumps right in

>as she embraces you, you feel her heartbeat racing

>she fondles your manhood for a while, until it's fully erect

>despite trying to keep her signature predatory grin, she started blushing a bit

>slowly she took your member inside her

>as her hymen broke she let out a slight moan of pain

>but this didn't stop her

>she just started going faster and harder with each passing second

>this felt even better than her tail

>her insides were tight, soft and warm

>your eyes were locked into each other

>she was trying her best to keep the terrifying grin, but the pleasure overwhelmed her as much as you

>her expression gradually changed to a lewd one

>the moment you finished and released inside of her, she stuck a barb into you

>the two of you swam over to a shallower part of the lake

>you were lying on your back with your head just above the water's surface

>she was on top of you, riding you relentlessly

>she opened her tail and pressed it against your face

>you started licking the inside, moving your tongue in a circular motion

>her moans as you continued making love filled the woods

>after half an hour when the first barb started to wear off, she immediatly plucked another one

>you spent hours with her in the lake, enjoying each other's bodies in various different positions

>day turned to dusk as the last barb wore off

>you finally left the lake and made camp

>>115689

>over a warm fire where you roasted the lamb, she spoke words you never thought you'd hear from her

>"I love you, Anon. I hope you know that. I know I can ride you pretty hard sometimes, but that doesn't mean my feelings for you aren't there. Never forget that."

>this changed your perception of everything

>she wasn't just a cruel beast that kept you around for pleasure

>she really cared for you

>night came soon enough

>some plants around you got illuminated

>fireflies took to the skies

>it all looked magical

>you spent the night in each other's arms, talking about the future of your relationship

>she even seemed into the idea of a human wedding

>she'd look so beautiful in a big white dress

>as you finally decided to go to sleep, you couldn't help but stay awake

>there was much to think about

>you spent hours in her warm embrace until you finally dozed off as well

>the next morning you were awoken by the all too familiar sting of her barbs

>she was holding you down aggressively as ever

>showing off her sharp teeth with a grin, her eyes burning your own with a lustful hunger

>everything was the same

>except the fact you didn't mind it this time

>in fact, for the first time you were happy to see her practically drooling over you

>because she wasn't a sadistic monster abusing you any more

>she was your wife

The end

>>115686

>>115687

>>115688

>>115689

>>115690

I like it, interaction and dialog between the guy and manticore could be better/more, but otherwise its a solid story.

>>119596

That needs to be colored.

>>119658

I agree, even if the claw on the head looks somewhat weird compared to the other paw.

>>119749

>That's the alp horns

Looked better when I thought it was a boy.

Not enough pictures of Manticores simply bullying guys.

I'm going to leave this here;

Never Score With A Manticore

Never score with a manticore

No, you don't no make sweet love to a manticore

Don't get very hard, by her many barbs,

She's gonna cover your innards with many scars

Never score with a manticore,

Never give in when she comes to ask for more

When she calls, just ignore

When she knocks, lock your door

Become informed and never score with misses manticore

You always say that you're very kind

Lots of chivalry on your mind,

But there's always a special case,

I would place,

Just to leave

Chivalry

Never score with a manticore

No, you don't no make sweet love to a manticore

Don't get very hard, by her many barbs,

She's gonna cover your innards with many scars

Never score with a manticore,

Never give in when she comes to ask for more

When she calls, just ignore

When she knocks, lock your door

Become informed and never score with misses manticore

You always say that you're very kind

Lots of chivalry on your mind,

But there's always a special case,

I would place,

Just to leave

Chivalry

Never score with a manticore

No, you don't no make sweet love to a manticore

Don't get very hard, by her many barbs,

She's gonna cover your innards with many scars

Never score with a manticore,

Never give in when she comes to ask for more

Please be nice, don't bully,

Let her down, but kindly

Become informed and never score with misses manticore

>>119749

less

He was doing a raffle stream to be festive.

>>119769

That whole song is bullying manticores.

>>122996

I'd like to commission a few things, but struggle with the knowledge that there are surely better things I could do with my money and a general lack of knowledge of commission practices.

>>119596

i lol'd

>>122998

its a weight.

>>123000

Commissioning is easy.

All you need to do after you find and artist you like is send them your request. As detailed as you can, provide pictures for references to make life easier on the both of you.

As for the money, you can probably find better uses for it.

>>123084

After consideration, I went ahead and commissioned Luth. Manticore soon fellow degenerates.

ART OF TAILPUSSY LOCKED IN TAIL CHASTITY WHEN

>>86547

>at a fancy restaurant

>very dim lighting

>corner booth

>enjoying romantic candle-lit dinner with manticore on first date

>just finished delicious meal

>she leans over

>dat cleavage

>grasps both your hands

>lewd hand holding activate

>feel something at your leg

>feel her feet brush up your calves and then down your shins

>she suddenly pins your legs against the booth with her feet

>doesn't let go of your hands

>feel a pinch on your thigh

>manticore venom begins coursing through body

>ohboyherewego.jpg

>tail unbuttons pants and unzips zipper

>begins working its magic

>manticore venom makes you leave a small puddle of drool on the table

>manticore girl's shit eating grin seems two miles wide

>you ordered coffee and dessert two minutes ago

I've given up on saving .less's art where it's uploaded on 3 different imgur galleries and 4 different art websites.

>>139605

The real question is, do you have links to those galleries and websites.

>>139617

Not any more.

>>139617

Just type touch fluffy tail .less into google, I think every gallery he has is linked on his TFT account.

Fair warning, there is some futashit.

How come the spines are only on the end of the tail? If someone was really that desperate to flee he could just rip the tail off from any other location.

>>139605

>>139627

Honestly, he's really hit or miss, but when he misses, he misses big.

>>139798

Out of curiosity, what counted as misses in your book?

If it's the futa, afraid that's just a taste thing.

>>139822

I'm not a fan of futa, no. But if you really want to know, a big miss for me is furry dog monsterboys and futa cait-sith.

>>139792

>that first image

That along with the one of the pouting hellpup melts my frostbitten heart every time

>>139822

Futa is objectively awful tho.

>>140116

I like it.

>>140116

pic 1 and 2 look the same, cute though

>>111138

>bobanon manticore

Ah , thanks for telling me about this

>>111284

>>111436

>>113038

get in here

http://bobanon.pbworks.com/w/page/83051854/Truckercore

>>111436

>>111138

>>111284

>>111436

I couldn't find it , I give up

>>142955

That's just futashit.

>>143143

Dear god, it's futa on male too. Heresy, fucking Heresy.

I'm a little embarrassed I like Laska at this point because God damn.

>>143146

Add cuckoldry to that. That story is the worst thing bob ever made, at the end the guy literally ends up like a third wheel, with the futa impregnating the manticore, resulting in a half-breed OC. I feel sick remembering that now. I haven't read the Laska rewrite yet, I probably won't do it because of how it ended the last time.

>>143176

my heart was so raw after reading this that you'd think I was the one loved by a manticore

>>115687

>>115688

Fuck I hate sadists.

Beat her ass.

>>145065

I was pretty okay with his story, other than the Manticore carving her name in his back when he escaped.That was extreme.Also the jewnuki thing didn't add much, but I thought it was a decent story otherwise. Thought it was cute seeing him realize she actually loved him.

>>145068

Eh, femdom is femdom and I can't hate someone for enjoying it…

But that doesn't change the fact that Stockholm syndrome don't turn me on. I know this is kinda like complaining about loud music at a Metallica concert but I can't get into someone claiming to own me.

If some lion-scorpion-bat bitch tries to make me call her "mistress" she'll have no cstnip for a month!

>>145257

What does Mofu mean?

>>145344

japanese onomatopoeia for fluffy or comfy

>>145257

Is it a reference to " You have to eat all the eggs" ?

>>145884

Damn spoiler tags, guess they don't like indentations, oh well

>>145885

no it's because you're not on 4chan.

put these ** on each side of what you want to spoiler.

>>145932

Ahh ok, thanks anon, the brackets have worked for me in the past on here too but the asterisk is much easier.

>>148720

Probably a weeb one

>>148753