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Just got https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=73058700
Translate this set and I can post another!
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Don't think you're going to have much luck with that gambit if you open the thread with it, anon.
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Fair enough! Seemed like a good idea at the time.
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The way the twitches stop when she 'cums.' So long, Pinky.
I don't like the whole mental erasure thing that often happens with inanimate TF, but the moment when it happens is so often so, so sexy. It's frustrating.
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It's a beautiful TamaMonday today, folks!

If you ever feel down, why not TamaMasturbate with this delightful TamamOnahole!
(Complimentary chocolate Altera included for that rush you need to rub one out!)
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Your still-sentient TamamOnahole also comes in clear, so you can see the light in her eyes slowly dim like the setting sun as you fill her up with your prana.

(Chocolate Altera and pudding Passionlip are also included for those of you with a major sweet tooth and a rumbling urge to get that rush up and running.)
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I question this translation.
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(The actual translation implies Tamamo Altera turned into a Tamamonahole and a Velber Chocolate slab because of a mischievous little AI making a birthday present for her Senpai. Jeez, wonder who that could BB — I mean, be.)

But wait, there's more!
If you order now, we'll also throw in this compact Tamamo Pussycat Tamamonahole, perfect for those lonely nights when even a Cat is fine too!

(Translation from previous thread:)

Panel 1:
"Hmm? Are you alright, goshujin?"
"Don't be so down, you can rely on this Cat to do what your heart desires, woof!"

Panel 2:
"No, thank you, Cat. I just needed to rub one out, that's all."

Enjoy our line of quality Tamamonaholes for your own Tamamasturbation time.
Do you sell an option without the "light in her eyes slowly dim like the setting sun as you fill her up with your prana" feature? I prefer my eyes to stay lit, you see, or at least an option to turn them back on.
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An excellent question, valued customer!

Since our founding, our intern goblins have been working around the clock to bring you newer quality products for your pleasure.

Here you can see the raw materiel moments before processing, to be used in our line of masturbatory aids.
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One of our newer products is the Tama-Wobble Doll!
No matter how much of a pounding it takes, it'll keep getting right back up for another round!

The Tama-Wobble Doll retains its consciousness for a longer shelf life compared to most products in the market, and can even be reprocessed into another product of your liking!
Why does loss of consciousness affect shelf life? Does the toy break apart? Does it stop self lubricating?

I love detailed world building and roleplay about these sorts of post transformation scenarios a lot.
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Thanks, sounds swell, but uh...you didn't actually answer my question.

I'll second that, both questions and comments. Don't stop!
I see you've found a photo depicting the origins of our company, back when it was once an NGO.

That picture you have over there is a picture of our founder and the first line of products… for personal usage, not for public resale.

Well, that was before she became one of our top-selling products, that is.

You see, it all began when she was tempted to feed her penis her beloved kohai, after some pillow talk with Kiara Sessyōin, our current head.

The pleasurable sensation of her beloved Mashu slowly sliding into her cock, losing consciousness to arousal and terror, before finally digesting in the depths of her testes was… exhilarating.

She wanted more.
And more.
And vore.

One thing led to another, and she filled her scrotum with all her Servants, each reduced to prana-infused jizz.

When the afterglow faded, she came to, and realized she would lose everyone she'd fed to her lust. Panicking, she broke a deal with Kiara, to offer her body in exchange for bringing her Servants and her kohai back.

Kiara smiled.

She would help her help them return…

That is, if she could ejaculate them into the right condom.
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You can guess the result.
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Isn't it wonderful?
She's been a standard for quality masturbation toys for years now.
Long shelf life, soft inner tissues, a highly interactive doll that indulges you with sweet pillow-talk, nipple inlets to aid in teasing out that sweet release of prana, a proportionate mouth to tease you and yet look aesthetically pleasing, she has it all!

And yes, we have plenty of her in stock!

I have not been given company clearance to divulge any possible answers as to why we have many replicas of her that think and feel the same way she does, but yes, she does come back for more, and she'll cum back each and every time.
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She's built to stand the toughest tits, the hardest dicks, and the gooiest tentacles possible!

To show how tough she's made, we had the strongest man in the world rub out all his frustrations on her!

And would you look at that!
She's still in one piece!

Slightly melted from that steamin' hot sex, but she's still at full mast and ready for another Labor of Heracles, folks!
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While you're at it, why not have a taste of our specialty chocolate?

Ethically-sourced and made with all-natural ingredients, our line of Chaldea Chocolates will be sure to give you that love-love rush you need to get busy.

Our chocolates are sentient too, so you can have fun letting them melt in your mouth, playing with their choclatits, choco-chip nips, and their delicious insides as they melt away in ecstasy.
what is prana?
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I'm not sure I can. Did they all get mixed together, or did they end up intact but in the wrong condoms, or what? How'd the founder herself end up transformed, and why an onahole?

Pillow talk? That's weird, and great. Better not be too loud, though, I don't want her keeping me up all night.

>but yes, she does come back for more, and she'll cum back each and every time.
Is her conscious restored to a pre-erasure baseline or something, or does she come back remembering everything? When I'm fucking her into literal oblivion, does she know she'll come back?
Sorry if these are odd questions. I'm sure you mostly care about the physical side.
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According to the world's leading experts on the subject, Prana would be the infusion of life energy (mana, Qi, magical energy, whatever you call it) into bodily fluids.
In the arts of magecraft, sex is one of many methods to replenish and restore magical energy within a mage's body, as well as transfer this energy to other beings.

Breast milk becomes soma, a lifegiving substance capable of amplifying magecraft, for example.

Semen and other sexual fluids contain the very essence of life, and are very potent in transferring mana.

These processes of generating mana from within also occur in our onaholes and sex toys, showing just how alive they truly are.

Isn't that right, Musashi?


…ah, I see she's reaching orgasmic bliss.
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The uncomfortable truth about having a sexual orgy in your testes without any means of restoring the revelers is that in the end, everyone's just a puddle of vaginal nectar, heavy lactation, drool, and penis spittle.
It's easy to get hard and squirt them out, it's hard to squizz them out as they were before.

It would be like piecing together a flower petal torn to shreds and left in a pile of manure.

And that's not even getting into the rate of evaporation cum has.
Or how much she absorbed into her system.

In fact, it should be biologically impossible to restore anyone melted into jizz because that's your own genetic material.
You'd be lucky to even find a strand of their DNA not tainted by your overwhelming musk.

No matter what she tried, whatever-her-name-was, the founder of this company, was fated to lose Kiara's wager.

Just like Miss Ciel over here.
(But her case is a different story altogether.)
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>(But her case is a different story altogether.)
Do tell.

What happens to them after that, then? They're servants. Won't they go back to the...heroic spirit realm or however the fuck that works?
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The curious case of these Servants is that they don't immediately disperse and return to the Throne after their shelf life ends due to any number of reasons.

They could crumble into a brittle mass after years of improper use, they could burst after the biggest thrust of their lives, they could be churned into cum by a dick out of control and spat back out as a rubbery jizz.

But their consciousnesses never really seem to fade.
Instead, it's as if they return to an originating source, but not the Throne of Heroes.

We're not quite sure what contributes to these toys' long shelf lives, but some of our interns have put forward several discussions on the matter.

(I have just been given clearance to divulge some of their speculations. The higher-ups must be horny today.)

One theory goes that the change in Saint Graphs conceptually converts them from "heroes of legend and worship" into "fetishes of human lust."
This has been marked by a gradual deterioration of their legends as heroes and their slow descent into perversion and a desire to be used as sexual objects.

It's all tribal fetishes and collective memory, and that's all I can divulge.
As a result, instead of returning to the Throne after their Saint Graph fades, these Servants become entrapped in the next batch of vessels recognizable as their own.
Even if said vessels are masturbatory aids.

The next theory put forward (by our recent college recruits) as to why these onaholes lubricate themselves with prana-rich fluids is tied to their sense of self and their spiritual cores.
By their nature as sexual toys, they assert their existence by making themselves useful for their purpose as masturbatory aids, keeping their bodies intact by retaining their sense of self.

And they say a degree in college philosophy is uselesss!
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As you can see in the preceding picture, our newest model of onahole is the NEEThime-hole.

Capable of adjusting herself to fit your sexual practices, she starts off in the form of an egg, but when you want things to get hotter and heavier…
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>One theory goes that the change in Saint Graphs conceptually converts them from "heroes of legend and worship" into "fetishes of human lust."
>By their nature as sexual toys, they assert their existence by making themselves useful for their purpose as masturbatory aids, keeping their bodies intact by retaining their sense of self.
>Capable of adjusting herself to fit your sexual practices, she starts off in the form of an egg, but when you want things to get hotter and heavier…
Meehhhh...I'm gonna hope your nerds are mistaken.
A major factor, probably THE major factor, in the appeal of these hero-turned-toys is just that, the fact that that they're legendary heroes turning into tools for masturbation. So if how this works is they stop being said heroes, start outright thinking like sex toys, that really takes away a lot of the appeal.
I don't want just some chunk of plastic, even if it does actively want to please me or whatever, I want a hand-held Jeanne fuckhole. There's a huge difference.

Have you considered looking into modifying this system a bit? Add an Onahole class, summon spirits into it, adjust it so they get sent back to the Throne when they finally expire, ready to be re-summoned as a toy once more.
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Again, they could be mistaken.

For all we know, instead of returning to the Throne of Heroes, they could be returning to a sort of Throne of Onaholes, where spirits snatched from the cycle of reincarnation for purposes of pleasure are forever immured.

In the meantime, would you be interested in our latest collaboration with famous sex toy makers Tenga?

We call it the Roman Fiddler.
It's an Imperial Privilege to have a toy so luxurious, even if Rome caught fire around you, you'd still be pleasuring yourself to its comfortable textures, its pleasant aroma, and its wide range of interactivity.
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There's an easy way to find out. Tell me about this "wide range of interactivity."
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Gotta give props for those slurred, nearly-illegible lines from the doll here.
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Oh, there are so many things you will want to do with this little onahole.

She comes with detachable hair extensions for better handling and maneuvering, she "Umus" in varying tones of arousal on command (especially if she reaches a state of brain-melting orgasmic bliss), and she's compatible with different types of clothing for all the kinky clothed sex you want.
Hey. You guys got any Gem Cases?
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At best, we have this Mama Door that births QP.
...you seriously don't have any jewelry boxes? I don't think I can believe that.
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We do have those, yes.
Cases for the onaholes, I assume?

In the meantime…
Here we have an exclusive behind the scenes look at the process of making an onahole.

This process, pioneered by the likes of Nikujiruc (肉汁uc) involves the magibiological processes inside the digestive system of a great onahole worm.

An entity is taken inside, soaked in prana, digested (or refined) into a rubbery solid mass, and excreted as an onahole.

Severe of our goblin-interns hail from the dungeon where this process was first discovered, and in fact, are legally required to be on-site for the process.
(Magically-binding contracts and all…)

But the fact remains that the process has a 100% onahole conversion success rate, and the resulting toys have the most lifelike of features.
This process could be called the company's golden egg…
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One of our more appealing seasonal products comes from our Halloween lineup, the Trick or Treatment Nightingale onahole.

For charity last year, we had an initial batch of Nightingales dedicated to prostate research and sexual health awareness campaigns.
A portion of the proceeds would go to funding these causes, with several donated to sperm banks and the like to assist in collection of samples.

It was one post-sale nightclub party afterward that one of the Nightingales suggested to us that we modify it to better serve its purpose as a medical tool beyond being a collector's item.

Each Nightingale is designed to analyze the health of its users — sorry, patients, in the middle of masturbation.
They're all capable of speech and of medical analysis by examining their user's body temperature, energy and vigor mid-masturbation, sperm count/vaginal discharge quality, and other vital signs.

She's quite the capable medical assistant, wouldn't you say?
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Yes, this is the Nightingale onahole that inspired it all.

The newer batch of Trick or Treatment dolls were shipped out again in October, launching a new sexual health care campaign with other healthcare organizations.

This Nightingale was passed around during launch night, signed by many people of great stature and prominence in their own blood, sweat, tears, but mostly their sexual bodily fluids.

It's all thanks to her that we're slowly seeing an improvement in attitudes towards sexual healthcare, really.
Thank you for your service.

…I do believe she's still conscious enough to hear us thanking her.
She's a real angel of mercy, she is.
How about dakimakura TF?
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>Cases for the onaholes, I assume?
Oh my god.

Alright, so, this a Clitbox. Also called a gem case, jewelry box, it doesn't really have an official designation.
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How this works is the subject is sucked into a tiny pocket dimension. By tiny, I mean literally the same size as their body, no wiggle-room whatsoever. They cannot move because there is not enough space in a universal sense to do so. The only exception to this immobility, and the only access to this space, is a tiny portal at their groin, positioned just so that out pops their clitoris.
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Hey, wake up, your highness, we're talking about you!

Most clitboxes have a feature that allows one too see the reactions of the captive within it. This is not a physically accurate depiction of Mo-chan, per se. With her face pressed tight to the edge of the universe, she has no room to make such expressions, and similarly no way to make any noise. This view is more a window into her soul; these are the expressions and noises she would be making were she capable of such things.
Entirely optional, for the record. Can turn it off and on at will, or just remove it entirely. The lid of the box is positioned perfectly to press all manner of things against the captive clitoris when closed, after all. A lot of owners take advantage of that.

Now this body-sized space has some special qualifiers to it. Those within don't need to eat, drink, sleep, breath, not that they've got room to take a breath, there's no need to keep the supplied with mana...you get the idea. Can stay in there indefinitely without risk. It's pretty impressive, really.
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The catch, of course, is that there's also no outside sensation in there whatsoever. Therefore the clitoris becomes incredibly sensitive. Even more so than the nub typically is. That was already true of Mo-chan, for the record, but in this situation you can expect even the most sensationally dulled individual to squeal and squirm at every stroke. Metaphorically, I mean.

Now, given their otherwise total inanimacy, you can expect the clitoris to squirm, twist, twitch, and struggle like mad, especially when stimulated. It's movements are often described as hypnotic. The sensation of viewing a person's desperate struggle to make the slightest movement concentrated entirely into a few inches of flesh is oddly enthralling, and practically invites the viewer to play with the helpless bundle of nerves. Bring out your Clitbox at a party and you can fully expect every guest present to want a turn at stroking, polishing, flicking, sucking, twisting, pinching it, and for there to be pretty much always someone doing so.

That's where the object really gets it's many nicknames. The clitoris, often beet red, smooth, and shiny, has a similar appearance and effect as a valuable gemstone. You just HAVE to touch it.
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Skilled manufacturers of Clitboxes are known to manipulate the captive clits to form all manner of so-called gems. Shiny pinks, striking reds, throbbing blues, drooping purples, the list goes on. There exist all manner of additional options for the box to assist in this process, and for the owner's satisfaction. Orgasm-denying enchantments and rings, enhanced immobility for the gem, and, as mentioned before, beds of tentacles and toys built in to the lid are especially popular.

It should be kept in mind that, should you desire your gem to stay in a certain state, regular polishing and maintenance is required. To keep Mo-chan appropriately ruby red, for example, intense stimulation is required daily. The exist modifications that eliminate this need, of course, and after a good deal of training the need for polishing will naturally decline, but as I understand it most owners ignore such options and facts. It's too enjoyable a pastime.
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Like so.

It should be noted, by the way, that the pocket dimension's stasis also extends to the subject's mind and soul, to a degree. They are FULLY aware of the passage of time, and will obviously feel everything you do to them, but their overall mental state...well, to put it simply, they won't go insane. They'll be sent to the brink, of course, but they'll never fully break. Never. A good thing too; being trapped in such a state, with the knowledge that it will continue as such for eternity, would be enough to drive even the most stalwart mind mad, to say nothing of the relentless sensations their clitoris will receive. Or, in some cases, the relentless lack of sensations. Can turn that off too, for the record, but...be wary. Mental restructuring is NOT one of the box's features.

...doesn't that sound kinda nice, Mo-chan? Just giving up and accepting it, slipping off that ledge, falling into the abyss of madness, never to return? Oh, I know, it's scary, nobody wants to lose themselves, but...it would mean less suffering, wouldn't it? I know, you'd rather escape, but that's impossible, it's never, ever going to happen, so...maybe just not thinking would be better?
Hehe, don't worry. That'll never, ever happen either.

Don't look at me like that. The captives can hear you if you want them too. Also optional.
Not kidding around with the impossibility of escape, either. If there's a way, I don't know it.
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That's that. Think I'll leave the hood on her for a bit, she'll like that.

I am honestly amazed you've never even heard of these things. I realize it's a little removed from your standard stock, she's technically not transformed, and unless you're using the male version they make for a poor sexual tools, but...you're working for The Beast. It seems so up the smug cunt's alley that she'd be having them manufactured just for kicks.
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…I must admit, as one of the representatives of the onahole division, I must say I'm not so well-versed in the inner workings of the other branches.

You see, it all goes back to when the company began expanding outward…

…hang on, wrong footage.
>Turned into underwear
>doesn't get worn by anyone

What's even the point?
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Ah, whoops, still the wrong footage.
(Where is that damn tape?!)
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Don't act like there's any ambiguity at all if you're using Fan no Hitori worms in your setting, anon. Those critters are killers, straight up.

Speaking of that wonderful, horrible artist, FYI, PSA the grim, gross, sad, and excellent story for this set:
Has been translated:

Likely by someone from these very threads, even! Thanks if you're out there, mysterious translator anon. Now do the other ones!
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(I do hope they translate the latest one.)
(I always wondered what happened to Meg. Wonder if they'll revisit her fate later on.)
(Hmm. Couldn't nikujiruc have at least shown the elf crumbling into dust? Would've been really stimulating…)
(Man, I'd love to see the Fan's works animated.)

Ever wanted to indulge in that sweaty, hot, afterschool sex-behind-the-bleachers fantasy with the Empress in her bloomers?

Ever wanted to run a marathon riding her raw with each step of the way?

A post-workout shower sex triathlon with a quivering TamamOnahole waiting to be fed with your raw prana?

All this, and more are yours to try.

Your Neronahole comes with a commemorative Phys. Ed. set of bloomers, designed to easily slip on and off as you see fit.
So you could have the whole piece on mid-exercise routine…
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— slide her bloomers off mid-squats to get her to work those glutes,
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or pop off her top and stimulate her nipples to get her heart racing and jiggle those titties.
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And if you're not into an Olympic marathon, maybe you'll enjoy her long and flowery oration?

Perhaps you'll feel for yourself why she was hailed as quite the illustrious public speaker and master orator…
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…ahh. Damn, that felt like Hikaru Sakurai after wanking Nero off in Septem.

Wouldn't you agree, Onahole of Babylon?


…it seems she's finally lost her sense of self too and become a useless sleeve of rose-colored latex and rubber.

I suppose she used up her Thrice-Setting Sun with those last three thrusts.
Now the sun has set for real in her eyes.

Time to melt her down for a new batch.
I liked the feel of a Tamamonahole better, anyway.

(If anyone has any product images for any Kiyonaholes and other Fate Servanrs turned into masturbatory aids, that would be delicious.)
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Whats this fetish called and where can I find more of it
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Clitboxes, like I said. The tag on pixiv is クリボックス. There's not even a single full page of the stuff...
Some pretty fun novels, though!
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>It was one post-sale nightclub party afterward that one of the Nightingales suggested to us that we modify it to better serve its purpose as a medical tool beyond being a collector's item.
Love shit like this. Oh yes, I'm sure that's exactly what she meant.
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Oh yes. That was a really fruitful Halloween that year.

Some of our techs had the bright idea of experimenting with on-site onaholification as a Halloween party trick, grabbing some of the Servants acting as waitresses (and… "personal escorts", if you so wished) and injecting them with a cocktail of chemicals.

The Servants they injected with it ended up becoming this lumpy mass of titflesh and body fat, malleable to the touch and easy to store.
Every part of their body became an erogenous zone of pure sensation.

Raikou, Boudicca, Jeanne, and the more shapely Servants they snatched became the evening's entertainment, stuffed in cute little jack-o'-lanterns, their boobs smooshed against their faces and their vaginal folds open to the midnight revels.
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The best part was their protests and their creative swears and insults lobbed at the partygoers.
Particularly when some of the guests tried sticking their fingers in the mix and stirring up trouble.
I will never forget Jeanne Alter swearing like a sailor before slowly gasping and heavily breathing as she slowly turned from aggressive to aroused.
(Her yelps as they poured the other Jeannes into her bowl and started stirring the three together into a delicious stew of sex and self-denial were quite the symphony of stimulation.)

Of course, the star of the show that night was Raikou, who remained as composed and aggressive as ever.

Within the next few minutes, the same techs had then dramatically announced to the world their newest breakthroughs in sexual transformations, before pointing out that what they had just done to the Servants was mere child's play.
Swiftly, almost in unison, each and every one of them withdrew another syringe from within their clothes (or perhaps their own orifices, natural or otherwise, as several had opted to party in their birthday suits), and injected a new formula directly into the quivering boobie-blobs.

And then, slowly but surely, the magic began.

You see, one of our techs had developed a new formula derived from the magical enzymes within the belly of the onahole worm (a moment of silence for all the female interns lost to the belly of the beast… and to the eagerly-erect shafts of their expectant coworkers), and the gelling properties of carrageenan, agar, and konjāc.

An avid lover of biology and chemistry might be know where this is going, but I will sum it up in the words of Minamoto no Yorimitsu herself.

"Wh— what's happening to meeeee…?!!!"

…followed by a series of aroused moans and squeaking noises as her nipples became more erect, her clitoris expanded, and her pliable body glowed a healthy shade of violet.
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Within moments, the proud warrior of the Minamoto Clan, the eminent leader of the Four Heavenly Kings, the true form of the dreaded Ushi-Gozen…

…was nothing more than an aroused lump of konjāc jelly and meat solidified into a Raikōnahole.

One particularly nasty little trick the techs worked on on the mix was her base body's ability to split into little replicas of her main body.
Handing each participant a spoon, they told them all to dig in and scoop out their own Raikōnahole.

Like packs of savage, ravenous oni, they descended upon her in droves and took a piece of her, tearing into her gooey body as she moaned with each slice taken, each scoop cutting into her.
She nearly came close to orgasm when a couple took her nipples, pinching them off as they dove back into the crowd, and when her entire pussy was popped by a particularly wild guest.

As the revelers, having begun to lose their composure and sense of social decorum began playing with each part, an odd cry began to rise up among them.

It started out in confusion, before giving way to realization.

Each little scrap they had of her was growing back into a full copy of her original onahole-body, as if she was a very sexual starfish sliced into slivers of flesh.

Each and every one of the Raikōnaholes began to cry out in arousal and bewilderment at their new predicament, unable to process what just happened.

You see, the techs were being particularly nasty when they ensured the singularity of her consciousness would be retained over her scattered pieces, ensuring each and every one of them would experience the sensations of being used to masturbate or have a wild orgy in unison.

And then it actually happened.

You couldn't tell left from right, male from female, titty from clitty, or even if you were fucking an onahole or pegging another reveler.

It was a nightly parade of a hundred demons, all caught up in their ravenous lusts and insatiable urges.
That is some good TSF. Too bad we dont have the full doujin.
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By morning, there was nothing left of Raikō.
The Raikōnaholes had either been melted into jizz-puddles from the intensity of the night's orgy, eaten and vored by the hungry revelers, or splattered on the floors.

The only one that remained mostly intact was cumming the last of its sentience into a gooey puddle, her eyes glazing over as I finished in her.

The other Servants didn't fare as well.
The five Jeannes were still bubbling in a stew of bodily fluids and each other, nipples and clits bobbing up and down in each other's flesh. From what I could make of their faces, they were still orgasming. The taste was slightly minty with a hint of tears.
Scheherazade was in the chocolate fountain.
Well, to be more accurate, she had become the chocolate fountain, and some life-sized chocolate statues littered the pool of molten chocolate, mouths forever suckling at what could've been a chocolate titty.
Tamamonaholes littered the floor here and there, some still twitching as I picked them up and passed them by.
Those who'd been turned into condoms had been left unceremoniously on tables, on other sleeping guests, or in pieces.
Seriously, you could probably piece a whole new composite High Servant out of all of them.
Several of the guests and Servants had been puddled by the more voracious revelers and mopped up by the cleaners.

That night was a night to remember, as the little tricks shown that fateful evening eventually became little treats we marketed to the world at large.

(The little disclaimer in the picture is correct. We did get Raikō back. Mostly.)
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I would like it better if she could see whar she had become and what remains of herself being violated.
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Who's to say she can't?
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…That is, we got enough of her back to try creating a new filtration system, pioneered by one of our more degenerate members.

It was Shuten-doji who had the idea of using Raikou as her new sake gourd while she was playfully chewing on her hated foe's newly-reconstituted nipples some days after the party wrapped up.
She'd just finished sampling the last of the puddled guests (lovingly preserved for testing purposes) over a bit of light morning reading and was getting a bit curious on the matter of brewing bodily fluids into a tastier drink while rubbing one out on a fresh new Raikonahole.
(Shapeshifting. Explains why most people thought she was male in history.)

She was on the edge of stimulation, bored out of her wits as she was from the slowly-fading buzz of that wild Halloween night…

And on the tip of her new dick, the answer came.
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The idea came to her, slowly.
It built up to a crescendo, and it enthralled her as she slowly began to rise up.

The idea aroused her greatly, and it began to show.
After all, the fuck-toy at her fingertips was just as thirsty as she was now, right?

Raikou soon understood what was going to happen to her in the next few motions.
She'd be cummed into by her worst nemesis, and just like that, she'd fall completely into in animation, forever trapped in a sea of lust and drunken dreams.

You see, most oni have blood so alcoholic it becomes a brew unto itself, a volatile substance that may explain their quick tempers and fierce savagery.
Even their other bodily fluids were just as alcoholic — there is a reason it is said many of them could keep on fucking for days on end, addicted to their other's fluids as it were.
And yet among them, Shuten was notable for her blood that came from the legendary drunken serpent, the Orochi himself, one who had to drink eight villages' worth of sake to even black out.
Naturally, this meant her very own "personal draught" was a calamity waiting to happen.

Raikou kept holding on, but the alcohol kept flooding in, her konjāc body absorbing it like a sponge.
With each subsequent spurt of jizz, Raikou began to lose herself more and more, and her drunkenness soon began to take its toll…

And then, almost without warning, Shuten shuddered, quivering all over, and then let it all out with a massive cry.

And with one last thrust, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was now just a silent gourd filled with spunk, her face forever sealed in golden arousal.
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…some time later, Raikou began stirring again, awakened by the squelching sounds of sloshing and drunken sexual pleasure.

She awoke to a truly bizarre sight:

The body above her head was cumming all over her golden head, limbless, and its nipples were erect.

She couldn't feel her own body beneath her… so why did she feel so deeply aroused?
Why did each jiggle of that body above her make her feel so wet…?

As Shuten suckled from her hated foe's nipples, she began to muse on how only a few hours ago, her nipple-inlets were inverted, her rival's body tight and unwilling as the cum began to enter her swelling teats.
Now, they stood spear-sharp upright, their unmistakeable arousal a result of the alcoholic brew that roiled within her gourd-body.
Giving her left titty an experimental tug, a spurt of jizz, former humans and Servants, and sake splattered from the gourd's pussy and dribbled onto the gourd-cap made of gold.

Raikou's head sat there, her horror at her fate slowly dawning upon her as each droplet slowly reached her golden tongue.

She was going to have a lot of fun with this.
Perhaps she'd save Raikou's head for pleasuring her penis later…?

The thought began to seep into her slowly-moistening loins as she squeezed more of the sake into her dish.
Maybe it would be best to get the hated exterminator of the oni acquainted with her new lot in life… intimately.

As the moistened lips of the gourd began to sink in Raikou's golden face, she could feel her clitoris rubbing against something at the top of her head, something she didn't feel there before.

She had no time to think as she tasted again of the heady brew her pussy was slowly dripping into her lips.
Her nipples slowly growing more and more erect with each rub, leaking jizz-milk and her own essence, Raikou began to moan.
And once again, she began to slip into that place of drunken dreams and depravity…
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I think I prefer it when the transformation victim has an unnatural shape. It really helps to get across the extent that they've been co-opted.
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like this is absolutely grotesque but I actually prefer it over your run of the mill onahole tf. It just enhances the degradation and dehumanization factor for me. Not only have they been reduced to a mere sextoy but an absolutely obscene and revolting one at that. They're no longer even cute or beautiful by most standards,but simply sexual.
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Ahh, this one's a classic.

Good old Saber dolls, a perfect sheathe for your sword.
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But wait, there's more!
Order her now and get a Deal Breaker of a find: a rare Medea-onahole!

Made with the comforting fibers of the Golden Fleece, you're bound to have a case of sexual healing every time you close your eyes and let yourself go.
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redflare on FA
I've never seen it before. I like it.
>tfw no food transformed gf
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yeah it's pretty great. As simple as it is the text really adds a lot to the picture. Any text implying that the change is permanent really improves the overall piece for me.
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I love those bloblike pudding girls. They just look so delightfully helpless.
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I really wish there were more stories that focused on what "life" becomes like for the victim post transformation. Especially if said story chronicles how they slowly go insane or otherwise lose themselves to an insignificant meaningless existence.
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Food tf is very tasty.
Anyone here have the image of the girl trying to steal anal beeds, but gets caught and with each beed the shopkeep pull out the girl schrinks, ending with her becoming the last beed.

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