Where does one catch this show? Netflix, Hulu, Crunchyroll, ect?

https://www.watchcartoononline.com/.....english-subbed This is where I first watched it, though I now own the blue ray set...and the light novels...

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Was.gonna say, 2nd season is finally starting

Oh yes *grins* Lizardman Arc is my favorite from the English Light Novels so far.

Oh my, I bet I could write something up that could fit that theme! Just gotta watch the anime first hehe.

Good luck my pathetic slut. I am sure you will satisfy your master one way or another.

I can only hope to do so~

Well, maybe I'll give it a shot. Never heard of this anime, so I'd have to do some binging~

Its well worth it *grins* http://i0.kym-cdn.com/photos/images.....20/727/d65.gif

Jesus Christ. They actually did it. A Sharknado.

Funny thing, the book where that scene is from came out before Sharknado

Really? Christ, that kind of makes this even better.

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This oughta be interesting

Agreed. If there is enough interest.

Might enter, but i'm lazy D:

Up to you *pets* You might win something.

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ummm, yes please? I am estatic that Overlord is back. I hvnt seen the light novels yet, but I was hooked from the first few episodes of the anime. The 2 episodes of season 2 have me on the edge of my seat. Such a great anime. Will definitely be trying to write something for this =)

Good to hear *grins*

Well done, our first entry!

Entry in alterations =)

Ainz enters his chambers, eager to get a report on the status of Cocytus's mission. He is greeted by Albedo. "Welcome back Lord Ainz. My, you look tired. Sit down and I will give you a soothing shoulder rub" she says in a flirtatious manner. Ainz looks down at her, and with a sigh asks her what she is doing. "It is a newly wed wife's duty to make sure her man is comfortable when he comes home." She holds her hand sensually over her chest, trying to create a look that she thinks is appealing to her Lord, before stopping and realizing he seems to be rebuffing her affections. "Am I not doing it right? If not, please give me an order and I will..."

Ainz cuts her off mid sentence. "N-no. It was quite alright. I enjoyed it. Now please, we have
business to attend to Albedo." He begins to walk along side Albedo, the awkward tone of the room shifting to one of serious importance. "What is the status of the battle between the Lizardmen tribes and Cocytus?"

Albedo pauses for a brief moment, as if unsure how to respond. Ainz quickly picks up on this and sternly repeats himself. This time Albedo responds swiftly. "We are unsure of what has happened. Cocytus is not responding, and we have lost vision on the situation. As we lost contact, there was a massive surge of magical power. I suspect it was some kind of super tier magic, or maybe even a world item."

Ainz begins to contemplate, wondering if this could possibly be another player that remained in the game when it was shut down. "We must approach cautiously. Cocytus will be able to tell is more when he returns. For now, keep all of Nazarick on high alert. Now leave me. Alert me when you have more information."

With that, Albedo bowed her head and left the room, leaving Ainz to wonder what exactly had happened.

*Flashback to the Lizardmen battle*

The elder lich Iguva stared as a new creature entered into the middle of his battle with the Lizardmen Tribes. It was yellow and brown, with a small body and a tail. This creature obviously was capable of fifth tier magic, having teleported into the middle of the battle. Not wanting to take any chances, Iguva prepared himself for attack.

"I am the elder lich that serves the supreme one. Iguva. Leave now or I will destroy you as well." The little being grinned deviously, but remained silent. "If you refuse mercy, then you will suffer an agonizing death!" Before the fireball was unleashed from his hand, the creature disappeared and reappeared before the lich, his ass cheeks spread. In an instant, the lich disappeared as if drawn inside by some unknown force.

Zaryusu trembled. He might be the wielder of the powerful Frost Pain, but he had never seen magic of this power level before. This new threat was beyond what the group the lizardmen currently had could handle. Realizing this, he turned to Crusch Lulu. “Go. Get the other chiefs and tell them of this new foe. And Crusch, don't return.”

Crusch protested the request to not return, but Zaryusu insisted, telling her that he had would not let the female he fell in love with die. It would be his final foolish wish if he did not survive. She cried out that it was not fair, and Zaryusu apologized. Seeing the pain in his words as well as the importance of the situation, Crusch nodded and ran off in the direction of the tribes.
With his new love safe and with reinforcements on the way, Zaryusu turned his attention to the little yellow creature. It seemed to be smiling more. It had to be really cocky or confident if it was willing to let another ally go for help. In all of his travels, he had never seen a foe like this. He had to be careful.

Zaryusu drew his Frost Pain, ready to stall until the other chiefs arrived. He waited for the creature to strike first, so that he could learn the extent of his powers. A moment later, Zaryusu found himself slammed to the ground by some sort of psychic magic. It was strong enough to keep him completely immobilized. He saw the creature begin to walk towards him. Not wanting anyone else to fall victim to the magic, Zaryusu called out to the other chief still present, the Dragon Tusk chief, to find another way to deal with the beast.

It was difficult to see exactly what was going on while pinned down to the ground, but Zaryusu could faintly make out that the creature seemed to be grabbing hold of something. It didn't take long to find out what this creature was grabbing. A golden stream began to flow downwards, splashing over Zaruysu's body. He cringed as the warm liquid cascaded over his body, glistening over his dark scales.. All he could do was lie there in the pool of urine humiliated, his clothes slowly soaking up some of the liquid..

It was a good thing Crusch wasn't here to see him. The only bright side was that soon reinforcements would come, and maybe they would have a fighting chance.

Following the discretion of the Frost Pain Wielder, the Dragon Tusk chief, Zenberu, resisted his urge to help his ally. He made his way silently around to the back of the creature and then made his attack. The creature was ready though, and as the chief jumped up, its tail grew and wrapped itself around the now helpless chief.

With an evil chuckle, the creature drew Zenberu headfirst towards his ass. He relished in the struggles of the powerful tribe leader. The chief braced himself as he heard a rumbling from behind the cheeks of the creature. He was helpless as a noxious blast of gas was released directly into his face. He coughed and sputtered, using his resolve to avoid passing out. There would be no chance for escape if he couldn't fight back.

The creature then spread its cheeks, showing off the pucker that the blast came from. Tauntingly, he shoved the chief's snout inside the pucker, letting loose swift fart. Zenberu thought this might be the end for him, until the beast pulled him free. It did not loosen its grip, but it seemed he was safe for now. Whatever this being was, it was toying with him. This didn't matter though; hope sprung into him as he heard running nearby. The others had arrived.

The sight before the chiefs arriving was horrible. Two of the best warriors were reduced to foul smelling dirty jokes to this creature. It pained the Green Claw chief to see his brother humiliated so much. If they were going to win this, they had to rescue them. The beast was aware of their presence though, as all of the lizardmen but one seemed to be unable to move.

The Razor Tail chief was able to move however, so he took the first move, running straight towards the backside of the monster. He knew if the beast struck, he could withstand the blows because of his White Dragon Bone Armor. His main goal was to free the chief, as he was actively being held prisoner and seemed to be in the most danger.

The creature grinned an evil toothy grin, unsettling all those who watched. Once the Razor Tail chief got close to the tail, he stopped. “What are you doing?! Don't just stand there!” called out the captive chief. It fell on deaf ears. Something was very wrong. The Razor Tail chief seemed entranced.

For the first time, the creature spoke. “You don't want to save your friend. You want to serve your almighty Abra.” The Razor Tail chief nodded his head slowly in agreement, despite the calls and protest coming from his ally. “Good. Come closer and experience my divine butt.”

Inside of his mind the chief was struggling, fighting to try and break free from whatever control magic was being used. Outside, he happily approached the creature. The abra's ass still had a faint aroma from gassing the other chief. The Razor Tail chief took a deep whiff, before plunging his head into the hole. It was hot and the stench of shit was overwhelming, yet the chief just remained still, mesmerized.

“It is nice in there isn't it?” called out the abra. “Why don't you have a taste?” The chief nodded as best as he could with his head inside the abra's ass, and then took a big bite from a pile of crap nearby. He made sure to get a mouth-full before swishing it around to taste, and finally swallowing. “If you liked it, there is much more inside. Let me help you.”

The abra pulled the chief out, the other lizardmen staring in horror as the brown slop dripped from his mouth and armor. A goofy grin of delight was on his face. In a split second, the abra shoved the Razor Tail chief feet first into his butt hole. He made sure to leave part of his upper body sticking out, and then, as if to add insult to injury, he released the control over the lizardman's mind.

Slowly coming to, the chief gagged on the potent flavour in his mouth. It took a moment to realize what was happening, and then the fear set in. He cried out for help, reaching forward grasping at air. He struggled hard, only to the creature's delight. With one swift motion, the abra took his hand and shoved the Razor Tail chief fully into his ass, laughing at his desperate attempts for freedom.

Annoyed at the loss of an ally and the fact that the creature was pretty much ignoring the others as if they were just insects, the chief of the Small Fang made his attack. He launched a barrage of powerful long range sling shot attacks. If this beast was so powerful up close, then maybe his weakness was ranged attacks.

The abra turned his attention towards his new attacker, the projectiles stopping then falling from mid air. With a wave of his hand, the Small Fang chief rose up into the air, and flew quickly towards him. The abra held him in in front of his face, opening his maw wide, taunting. He let out a loud belch, making the chief's tail wave backwards from the force. The abra then popped the lizardman into his mouth.

It was hot and steamy inside of the beast's mouth. The odour of his previous meals washed over the chief. He had just enough time to wonder how something so small had been able to fit him in his maw, when the creature started swishing him around inside. The chief shuddered as his body was covered in drool and as the abra's tongue rolled him around playfully.

The abra continued to savour the chief's flavour, then tipped its his backwards and sending the chief plummeting downwards. The psychic hold was released, and the chief began to struggle. The others watched paralyzed, as his squirming bulge travelled downwards, and another ally was lost.

The chief tried as hard as he could to escape, pushing outwards on the stomach walls. Eventually, he lost to the potent stomach juices. The abra let out another loud belch. The chief's form inside of the abra's stomach began to shrink until all that could be seen instead of a struggling lizard, was plump belly pudge.

It seemed that the meal was very satisfying to the beast. It's dick had grown erect from all of the action. With two lizardmen turned into meals, the abra felt it was time to have some real fun. The abra took a quick survey of those around him, and noticed that the female priest from before that was sent for help was hiding in some grasses. He would save her for later. It would be more fun to torture the one that she seemed to love.

The abra began to grow in size until he was much larger than the others. This struck more fear into the lizardmen. They had never seen this magic before. Reaching down to the ground, the abra picked up the warrior he had pinned in the pool of piss earlier. It was time to make good use of him.

Placing the still immobile Zaryus against his shaft, the lizardman's head just below the his cock slit, the abra wrapped its fingers firmly around him. Zaryusu could only stare helplessly upwards and he was slowly jerked up and down. A clear substance began to drip down, coating Zaryusu in another layer of body fluids. The abra sped up his pace, making sure to keep the traveller tight to his member. After a few more quick jerks, the abra released his load, making sure to have most of it land on the helpless Zaryusu.

The abra then took Zaryusu and threw him towards his brother. Some of the cum splashed upwards and onto Shasuryu's nose. He was enraged, but still his body would not move. “Just a taste of what is in store for you,” the abra taunted at the chief. “But first, my ass is hungry and wants another snack.”

Zenberu began to increase his struggles, putting all his force into trying to break the creature's grip around him. It was futile though, as the abra's now increased size made it impossible for him to break free. He rallied his strength, and gave out a loud battle cry to psych himself up.

The abra took this as a sign, and upon hearing the cry he shoved Zenberu headfirst into his awaiting rump. The stench inside was even worse than the blasts of gas he was receiving earlier. Sensing this, the abra sent one more healthy blast of gas into the chief's face. Zenberu felt weak. He swore he could hear faint muffled cries from his Razor Tail ally, but he couldn't see anything. The fumes must have been making him hallucinate.

“Don't worry, you will see him soon,” the abra called to him. The abra clenched, drawing the trapped chief farther into the depths of his bowels. The farther he got in, the worse things got. His scars and scales couldn't even be seen under the amount of crap getting stuck to his body. Zenberu was finally brought to a stop when his face was shoved into a giant mass of shit. His face froze in terror. It wasn't just any pile of shit. Inside were the remains of White Dragon Bone Armor.

With the Dragon Tusk chief gone, the abra turned his attention back to the brothers. “Don't think I forgot about my promise to you. Are you ready for your new home?” The abra motioned to his throbbing dick. Shasuryu didn't understand what he meant, but he knew it couldn't be good. The beast had taken on all the elder warriors of the tribe without any difficulty at all. Shasuryu warned his brother to stay back, and to attack when there was an opening. He would be the bait.

The abra chuckled deviously at the feeble plan. He then took hold of the chief and brought him towards his cock. “Smell it. It is powerful right? You have the honour of becoming it.” Shasuryu turned his head away in disgust, not wanting anything to do with the beasts dick. The abra chuckled, and then pushed Shasuryu's head into the hole. It slipped in easily from the pre and cum leftover from jerking off with the help of Zaryusu.

Panic set it, and Shasuryu began to squirm despite knowing there was no escape now. It became hard to see what was happening, as his eyes and face were coated in thick layers of cum. He could taste the saltiness as it flooded his mouth, and he was overwhelmed as it lodged itself into his nose. He continued to struggle all the way down the shaft. Soon enough, he fell into a sac filled with the potent seed.

Shasuryu knew that the beast would be enjoying every moment of this, so he needed to distract him as much as possible. If he pushed hard enough, maybe he could escape, or at least pleasure the beast enough for his brother Zaryusu to attack. He began pushing his hands and face outward, creating an imprint of himself on the outside of the sac. The abra moaned in delight. Shasuryu continued to push, ignoring the fact that his body was slowly melting and becoming part of his prison.

Seeing his brother and chief reduced to a mere bulge in a beast's balls enraged and pained Zaryusu. He would not let his brother's sacrifice be for nothing. When the abra began to moan, Zaryusu jumped into action. He was going to save his brother, or take the beast down. First, he needed his weapon.

Frost Pain was laying off to the side in the pool of urine that the beast had rained down on Zaryusu earlier. Zaryusu ran to it, grabbing it as best as he could. It was slippery and smelled horrible, but he was able to get a good enough grip in the pass by, as not to drop the weapon. Ready to end things, he charged the abra at full speed and force.

The abra laughed meniacally as he saw the final warrior approach. “Oh, do you want to see your Chief? Here, I will reunite you two.” He began to pump his member furiously. Zaryusu could see the massive member throb with each and every jerk. In what was only seconds and a loud moan, the abra released his load onto the attacking warrior.

The force was so strong that it sent Zaryusu tumbling backwards. It was thick and hot. Fear set in quickly after that as the cum forced its way into Zaryusu's nostrils. There was no denying the scent. Even through the abra's musk, Zaryusu could detect the smell of his brother. Laying on his back stuck in the flood of cum, a wet sash flowed over Zaryusu's body. It was the chief's sash. Zaryusu had been too late.

This was the least of Zaryusu's worries though. He soon began to cough and sputter, cum spattering out of his mouth. At first he thought it was just cum that had made its way into his mouth, but he soon came to the understanding of what was really happening. His body, both on the inside and outside, had begun to dissolve. This special cum made from Sharyusu's body was transforming his own body into seed. Zaryusu tried to stand, but he just fell face first into the stream of cum that was now becoming a mix of himself and his brother.

The abra laughed. “I told you I would re-unite each other. You will be together forever.” Using his psychic magic, the abra then pulled the hiding Priest over to the edge of the cum puddle. Crusch wept as she saw the fate of her lover. She placed her hands inside the melting cum lizardman, and braced him upwards, holding him. “I don't want to see you die. I want to be with you.” Zaryusu simply smiled, and sputtered trying to get words out. Cum bubbled and spat out along with a “It was a fools request.” They both smiled, before Zaryusu finally melted away into the puddle. His sword and garments sat moist in the puddle.

The abra smiled a toothy grin. “I think I will keep you for myself later.” He used his magic to pick the albino Red Eye chief, binding her so she couldn't escape. “We have one more stop. I'm coming for you,” the abra said staring off into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he had teleported away.

Cocytus was unsure of how to feel as the abra appeared before him. He had known that he was coming from the declaration, but this abra seemed extremely powerful. He was a warrior of Nazarick, so he was sure he could hold his own in a fight. The only problem was if this was a test sent by Lord Ainz. He had been told not to use his power in the fight with the Lizardmen, He wanted to stay loyal to Lord Ainz's instructions, but the threat in front of him was large. He needed to get away and give a report.

The abra motioned towards Cocytus with a grin, inviting him to a duel. Cocytus had no choice. His honour as a warrior was at stake. He also felt a strange feeling, thinking back to the lizardmen and how bravely they fought against this being. Their spirit was inspiring. He would win this fight.

He confidently approached the creature, brandishing his sword. He readied himself, and then he swung with all of his skill and might. It never made contact. It stopped right before the abra. No amount of strength could move the sword. "What is this?!" cried out Cocytus. "I can't fail our supreme lord! I must win!" The abra laughed, stating "I am your supreme lord now, and you WILL serve me."

With no warning, Cocytus began to feel his body move; it wasn't him doing it though. It wasn't even natural movement. His body was changing. In mere seconds, his mandibles and mouth had become round and shaped into a bowl. The rest of his body moved downwards, creating a base. He had become a toilet.

The abra chuckled. "Now you are ready to serve me." He made himself the perfect size for the Cocytus throne, wiggling his ass above. Cocytus now wanted to run, feeling fear for the first time. He couldn't though. He remained in place, unable to resist.

The abra hovered over the bowl, and then let out a grunt. Large chunks of steaming hot feces came plunging down. It appeared the abra wasn't even aiming, letting the shit fall wherever. Cocytus was coated in the fecal matter, some sloppier pieces dripping down the side of his new toilet body.

After a few minutes, you could hardly see the Cocytus toilet. There was simply a large heap of crap. The abra smiled, as he was able to make out what was left of the White Dragon Bone Armor and the tooth necklace from the Dragon Tusk chief among the mess. He released a large and long fart, and then waved his hand over his nose as a final ode to the fighters.

He then rose and took his new toy, Crusch, and disappeared without a trace.

If you can email or send me the doc version over Discord, that would be nice too lol.

Woo! Sounds cool.

LOL Thank you for competing. Its a wonderful piece.