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Sex & Dungeon!! - Vol. 3 Ch. 12
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Dude just spent 30 minutes in time-stop fondling her frozen body underneath an umbrella in her bedroom.
Can it get any more stupidly ridiculous than that?
I mean besides perhaps the double-penetration dildo with catface emotes on it.
Can it get any more stupidly ridiculous than that?
I mean besides perhaps the double-penetration dildo with catface emotes on it.
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...I like Keyaru much more rn.
Hol' up, why did I say tha-
Hol' up, why did I say tha-
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Bro just manipulated and raped, but casually get away with it smh
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This seems kinda anticlimactic for all the buildup with akitsu. Well, too much drama would have been even worse so I guess this is an even ground
For me the MC (until this chapter at least) just doesn't express ANY emotions really - his dialogue is as bland as it gets.
It breaks the immersion greatly, but maybe that's a good thing considering this is the manga that it is.
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Argh.... dammit.
First, I gut punch myself by proclaiming Akitsu-san as the "sole icon of justice" only to have her get f*cked in the manga's steamiest and most artistically godly s*x scene so far...
Then, I gut punch myself further by confirming my earliest suspicions on Akitsu-san being related to the Sex Dungeon's phenomena. Still, she could've just been used as a vessel to send a message to Saino-kun about the lowest floor, but I've got my eye on her regardless.
For that, I am hooked and I hate it.
Another thing though. I can't shake off this bit of existential dread whenever I witness any of the brainwash seggs scenes. Akitsu-san's was simply the one that hit the hardest.
Imagine leering at this monster of a person who took advantage of your closest friend a night before, only to fall prey to his advances for reasons you cannot comprehend. There was never any logic in suddenly agreeing to a sleepover. There was never any logic in seeing an hourglass, "...what is tha...??!", then the world glitching to 30 minutes after. You're still standing there. The hourglass is gone. Was there an umbrella? Questions slowly melt away, as your thoughts are replaced with a gut-wrenching shock.
An ache akin to a gaping void that needs to be filled.
A yearning so unavoidable it clashes with your brain screaming that the thought was never yours.
A desire so electrifying that your mind is chipped away.
Bit by bit.
Every touch, every sensation.
Worsening by the second.
Your identity.
Your sense of self.
Your purpose.
Your life.
Your best friend.
You cling to every fragment in vain as they blur piece by piece.
Disintegrated.
Reformed.
Replaced.
With lust forthis unforgivable mons.... the Saino-kun right in front of you.
This isn't who you are anymore, but you don't care.
Injected with a desire that's completely foreign... you feel whole.
In losing your mind amidst this animalistic lust... you feel complete.
And in anticipation of His love squelching all the way inside you, nothing else matters.
You... feel excited.
Such is Cosmic Bliss. Packaged in an armband, an umbrella, and 30 minutes of a horny teen's groping - crammed in an instant. Shit's horrifying I suppose
First, I gut punch myself by proclaiming Akitsu-san as the "sole icon of justice" only to have her get f*cked in the manga's steamiest and most artistically godly s*x scene so far...
Then, I gut punch myself further by confirming my earliest suspicions on Akitsu-san being related to the Sex Dungeon's phenomena. Still, she could've just been used as a vessel to send a message to Saino-kun about the lowest floor, but I've got my eye on her regardless.
For that, I am hooked and I hate it.
Another thing though. I can't shake off this bit of existential dread whenever I witness any of the brainwash seggs scenes. Akitsu-san's was simply the one that hit the hardest.
Imagine leering at this monster of a person who took advantage of your closest friend a night before, only to fall prey to his advances for reasons you cannot comprehend. There was never any logic in suddenly agreeing to a sleepover. There was never any logic in seeing an hourglass, "...what is tha...??!", then the world glitching to 30 minutes after. You're still standing there. The hourglass is gone. Was there an umbrella? Questions slowly melt away, as your thoughts are replaced with a gut-wrenching shock.
An ache akin to a gaping void that needs to be filled.
A yearning so unavoidable it clashes with your brain screaming that the thought was never yours.
A desire so electrifying that your mind is chipped away.
Bit by bit.
Every touch, every sensation.
Worsening by the second.
Your identity.
Your sense of self.
Your purpose.
Your life.
Your best friend.
You cling to every fragment in vain as they blur piece by piece.
Disintegrated.
Reformed.
Replaced.
With lust for
This isn't who you are anymore, but you don't care.
Injected with a desire that's completely foreign... you feel whole.
In losing your mind amidst this animalistic lust... you feel complete.
And in anticipation of His love squelching all the way inside you, nothing else matters.
You... feel excited.
Such is Cosmic Bliss. Packaged in an armband, an umbrella, and 30 minutes of a horny teen's groping - crammed in an instant. Shit's horrifying I suppose
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