Murderous Boobs in Wonderland: The RPG (SSBBWs)Queen Mary—an elfin beauty with pale skin, and blonde hair like Rapunzel—said what any rational leader with colossal breasts would order. “Girls, we’re going to kill everything and loot everyone we find.” The woman says. As usual, Mary’s eyes are closed and she has a motherly smile—just like one of those weird anime villains. But she also has a holy aura.
“Understand, darlings?” Mary adds—with her giant breasts jiggling as she speaks. Maryrainea Rosehyllgardé is furious. But none can tell from her angelic smile and shut eyes. “Although we could waste time trying to help others, or doing quests, I want to be fat again. I want to be rich again.”
Mary’s eyes snap open—revealing a white glow. The queen never opens her eyes.
“I don’t want to be pathetic weakling,” She says in a satanic voice. “Stuck in a cursed state where the most basic magic
Cain is a Necessary Evil. (SSBBW/Thriller) Part 1
Invaded, conquered, the city is a slave. Red sprints across a rail which led to the castle balcony. The 16-inch droid leaps to the edge. He climbs up and drops on the floor below. “Please be here.” Red thought. He runs over—sticking near the wall—and peeks into the window. Three foes and Pandora. ”No choice. I can’t risk noise.” Red preps his arm gun. He snaps his fingers and summons an Almighty Gem—the best item in his inventory. 3 shots only.
Red dives through the glass and flips to his feet. The droid shoots orbs at his foes. They explode with blood on impact.
Guards dead. No sound.
The bedroom looks as if its purpose was to fatten up a victim. The lavish chamber is filled with food, and locked by a door at the far end.
Pandora Poltergeist—a beauty with blue skin, and dark hair like an assassin—glares toward Red. The chick’s stomach is a vast boulder of fat. Her breasts are gargantuan in size, and he
Christmas is for Boss Fights. (SSBBW/Stuffing)
Jennifer Smith—a beauty with green skin, dark hair like a secretary, and large ram horns—sighs while gazing at the pile of holiday treats on her desk. The chick has the most apathetic look ever, boredom at its finest. “Yeah…something isn’t right I guess.” The alien thought. She sighs as a measuring tape is slung over her stomach—a wrecking ball of fat which could crush a middling dragon.
Jen stares at the kid hovering atop her belly. Asherah cracks a smirk as her wings continue to flap. This devil has a nymphish figure, and is clothed in a Santa hat and risqué outfit. But Jennifer is sporting businesswear.
“I hope I don’t have to wear a costume…” Jennifer adds.
The office is in holiday theme except for one CEO.
“Oh come on Miss Jenny,” Asherah says with a tease. The girl keeps writing on a medical clipboard. “Why the sad face? You look like
Call of Ruby: Locomotive Warfare (SSBBWs)
Red Robot—a 16-inch droid—decides to stop wasting time. “Aww pickle juice, I don’t need to understand,” The senior says. He preps his arm gun. “Just need to focus on rescuing Princess Athena.”
The castle interior—a vast and regal labyrinth—is housed inside a train that’s smaller on the outside than within.
Red sprints over to Save, a lass with yellow skin and button eyes. She’s clothed like a conductor. Robot shoots a target on her back. The bullseye dings, and the bent over woman jolts to life.
“I will now update the logbook.” Save says. The giant-breasted lady pulls out a journal from her boobs—causing a massive jiggle. She gazes down and begins writing. “We have traveled fifty trillion and fifty-four miles in total.” She says. “I have saved our progress in Slot 1.”
She then turns and look down at Red. “Hello again, Small Passenger.” Save says. “Do you have a
Linnaea and Red (SSBBW)
Mission: Beat the riftmaids in a race so they stop harassing Linnaea.
The forest would've been a perfect spot for a romantic dinner at sunset. If not for a group of riftmaids.
Linnaea Salvia—a plantoid beauty with blue skin, and hair as lush as a tropical jungle—smirks as she watches Red sprint across the finish line. She doesn’t applaud him, but mockingly claps for the gang of plant-girls that finish after him.
“Yeah, it’s unfortunate that you little weeds lost again.” Linn says, followed by giving a sarcastic smile. She cups her gargantuan breasts and squashes the twin boulders together. "I’m pretty horny for jerks right now. I totally want to sleep with the boot fodder that ruined my date.”
In front of Linnaea is a destroyed picnic—an anniversary dinner that Red had made. Judging by her eyes, it’s obvious that Linn’s been crying. What woman wouldn’t? But now her charismatic persona is back to h
High Society Ladies (SSBBWs/Fat Traps)Alexandria—an aquarian beauty with green skin, and a mop of dark, curly hair—scowls while pouring himself a glass of wine at the table. The trap’s breasts are like two boulders of dough—extremely rich with weight as his bosom bulges out a victorian-style gown. The youth’s colossal, wrecking-ball gut, is exposed and sweaty due to the humidity of the Golden Horn. Waiters make a detour to avoid his titanic rear in the dining seat.
“Tut tut. There’s nothing wrong, Redward.” Alexandria says. “I’m bloody peachy, dear. Absolutely peachy, alright?”
Alex sounds wifely, and does a wifely thing by touching his plush bosom. He makes it a more comfortable spot for Red Robot—a 16-inch droid with antennae. The senior asks if something is bothering Alex, but all he does is change the topic.
“How was the bridge tournament, dear?” Alexandria asks. “You look jollier than a cockroach in rubbish, so I suppose i
Ancient Automaton vs. The Evil in the Dark (SSBBW)
Red Robot—a 16-inch hero—is teleported into a chamber of the Sanctum Sanctorum. Darkness shrouds the holy room. The chandeliers provide just enough firelight to see the area. “Gee Willikers...” Red says. “This creepy place again?”
The senior runs at the treasure chest ahead.
Red gets to a small box. It’s a container of silver with eldritch markings on it. “Hopefully the rules haven’t changed,” Robot says. He opens the lid and a blue aura pours out. A heavenly chorus is heard, but not seen.
Red grabs the figurine of a silver spider. The Effigy of Sibbokrhulo.
Robot does a victory spin and holds up his prize—just like any Nintendo character after earning a powerful reward. “Good as my Sunday shoes!” He says.
Red is then teleported out the room as usual.
Sibbokrhulo: The Avatar of Temperance. His disciples bind and constrict their hearts to keep it from sinning.
After a flash of light, Red is back