Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170729111129/@comment-36855838-20190101092831

Flamebiplane wrote: You are a mamono (which mamomo you are is entirely up to you). You and your boyfriend were just spending time on a rooftop garden in the city. He turns to you and says softly, "Thanks for this."

You two are about to kiss when clapping and whistling interrupt the moment. Looking up, you see four human women approaching you wearing clothing that was quite skimpy. You can see that one of them is carrying a small revolver.

"What a cute moment!" one of them comments. "Got enough in that dick for all of us?" asks another. Revolver girl looks to you and asks, "You don't mind sharing him with us, do you?"

A wicked smile appears on her face and she licks her lips. These women didn't look like your average friendly neighborhood kind.

WWYD?

Flamebiplane wrote: You are a mamono (which mamomo you are is entirely up to you). You and your boyfriend were just spending time on a rooftop garden in the city.

four human women approaching you wearing clothing that was quite skimpy. You can see that one of them is carrying a small revolver.

"What a cute moment!" one of them comments. "Got enough in that dick for all of us?" asks another. Revolver girl looks to you and asks, "You don't mind sharing him with us, do you?"

WWYD?

Flamebiplane wrote:

(which mamomo you are is entirely up to you).

Predictably, bullets do little towards actually killing me, but the geysers of blood do manage to absolutely soak the poor saps who thought they could threaten an Ushi Oni.

Their bodies slowly begin to transform, slowly sprouting fur and massive paws, their legs becoming those little thingies.

More legs sprout from their growing spider bodies, and horns burst from their skulls, they begin twitching uncontrollably, pent up desire inexpressible in their new forms without men.

Soon, they scamper off, in search of easier relief.

And we return to our quiet evening o'er the cityscape.