Elise_CulpepperFae/Fay
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So I decided to my sexual energies by reading erotic novels from both sexes.
For the moids:
For the foids:
Both books are shit, but apocalypse cultivator at least attempts to be not shit by virtue of being longer, to middling success. Ben Matterack, the protagonist, is surprisingly multifaceted (for a smut character written by a moid) While he does want to frick his secretary ( ) and she (eventually) wanta to frick him, their interactions don't immediately start with them panting and pawing each other like animals in heat, infact they actually disliked each other. Kudos to the author for not writing the book entirely one handed .
They do that immersive cuckholding thing that gacha games do where Ben is kinda a blank slate for the reader to imprint on, I don't remember any details about his appearance being written, other than his naruto tattoos and him being buff with a big . I imagine him looking like @KoreanZombieKing. The s*x scenes are more or less what you'd expect from someone writing erotic cultivation novels, however marshmallow isn't any better in that regard, and at least Ben has qualities one would find sexually attractive; In shape, gainfully employed, loving father and husband, big peepee.
Marshmallow is what I'd expect from a moid, which further lends proof to my theory that fat women are just men. It's short, vapid, and self indulgent and doesn't have any of the super natural aspects to compensate.
Our heroine:
Fat Instagram "model" named Marsha or some shit, goes by @Marshmellow, who was teased in school for being meatball shaped and the kids would call her marshmallow. But she's reclaimed her power and now spams pictures of her mass on Instagram to the hashtags of #HAES #REALWOMEN #FYOURBEAUTYSTANDARDS
The guy:
exactly what you'd expect, perfect Adonis who models for female romance novel book covers , who has a near psychotic obsession and desire to plow our plucky piglet who he discovered through Instagram.
The plot somehow manages to be more unhinged than the book about some stud lawyer fricking his secretary to level the both up to fight kung fu infused left 4 dead zombies. Despite Marsha's claims to be over her childhood insecurities, she's still very thin-skinned and breaks down over the most mild comments, and rightfully, doesn't fully believe some hot guy is this in love with her. The guy is trying to frick her constantly and think about nothing but her, there's nothing to his character besides his desire to frick fat. The book ends abruptly after he lets the internet know that he loves fat, and will always love fat, and nothing will stop him in his quest for fat kitty. He then marries Marsha on the spot in vegas, she (somehow) discovers she's pregnant and they spend the rest of their lives happily fricking each others brains out. The s*x scenes here are about just a cringe as the other book, only less steamy because it's hard even for body positive erotica authors to make fricking the average American woman sexy.
I give apocalypse cultivator a 6/10 because the power system is kinda cool
I give marshmallow a 4/10, too short, not sexy enough, but moid humiliation/corruption does kinda do it for me
Holy shit what an insane unexpected plot twist. Scheherazade hadn't thought this one up yet for Arabian Nights. Incredibly creative.
(It's expected in every romcom in Asia that you sit through 10 hours of them fighting before they accidentally kiss and start thinking about how they really feel.)
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So I decided to my sexual energies by reading erotic novels from both sexes.
For the moids:
For the foids:
Both books are shit, but apocalypse cultivator at least attempts to be not shit by virtue of being longer, to middling success. Ben Matterack, the protagonist, is surprisingly multifaceted (for a smut character written by a moid) While he does want to frick his secretary ( ) and she (eventually) wanta to frick him, their interactions don't immediately start with them panting and pawing each other like animals in heat, infact they actually disliked each other. Kudos to the author for not writing the book entirely one handed .
They do that immersive cuckholding thing that gacha games do where Ben is kinda a blank slate for the reader to imprint on, I don't remember any details about his appearance being written, other than his naruto tattoos and him being buff with a big . I imagine him looking like @KoreanZombieKing. The s*x scenes are more or less what you'd expect from someone writing erotic cultivation novels, however marshmallow isn't any better in that regard, and at least Ben has qualities one would find sexually attractive; In shape, gainfully employed, loving father and husband, big peepee.
Marshmallow is what I'd expect from a moid, which further lends proof to my theory that fat women are just men. It's short, vapid, and self indulgent and doesn't have any of the super natural aspects to compensate.
Our heroine:
Fat Instagram "model" named Marsha or some shit, goes by @Marshmellow, who was teased in school for being meatball shaped and the kids would call her marshmallow. But she's reclaimed her power and now spams pictures of her mass on Instagram to the hashtags of #HAES #REALWOMEN #FYOURBEAUTYSTANDARDS
The guy:
exactly what you'd expect, perfect Adonis who models for female romance novel book covers , who has a near psychotic obsession and desire to plow our plucky piglet who he discovered through Instagram.
The plot somehow manages to be more unhinged than the book about some stud lawyer fricking his secretary to level the both up to fight kung fu infused left 4 dead zombies. Despite Marsha's claims to be over her childhood insecurities, she's still very thin-skinned and breaks down over the most mild comments, and rightfully, doesn't fully believe some hot guy is this in love with her. The guy is trying to frick her constantly and think about nothing but her, there's nothing to his character besides his desire to frick fat. The book ends abruptly after he lets the internet know that he loves fat, and will always love fat, and nothing will stop him in his quest for fat kitty. He then marries Marsha on the spot in vegas, she (somehow) discovers she's pregnant and they spend the rest of their lives happily fricking each others brains out. The s*x scenes here are about just a cringe as the other book, only less steamy because it's hard even for body positive erotica authors to make fricking the average American woman sexy.
I give apocalypse cultivator a 6/10 because the power system is kinda cool
I give marshmallow a 4/10, too short, not sexy enough, but moid humiliation/corruption does kinda do it for me
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What power system???? How did you not mention this before the rating????
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Because the power system is in the title.
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Holy shit what an insane unexpected plot twist. Scheherazade hadn't thought this one up yet for Arabian Nights. Incredibly creative.
(It's expected in every romcom in Asia that you sit through 10 hours of them fighting before they accidentally kiss and start thinking about how they really feel.)
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For a harem novel, yeah. Last one of these I read, all the women were greeting the protagonist with blowjobs.
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We come from very different worlds but I salute you. In another reality, I could have called you friend.
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Aw shucks, I'm just an r-slur from Kansas
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Awww a true drama romance.
Haters to Lovers; Skat-Tako to Ama edition.
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You can type 10,000 characters and you decided that these were the one's that you wanted.
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