Dirty Pair Part 1: Like Russian Roulete
I love the Dirty Pair. It's a show about big breasted babes with bigger guns blowing everything up, leaving no person or structure in their blast radius unharmad. With that affection for the series, I'm something of a “connoisseur” of Dirty Pair hentai, or at least that's what I'd call myself. You'd call me a “sexually deviant wankpipe” or “sex offender waiting to happen.” Fuck you guys, I'm into this for its artistic merit. And the titties. Artistic titties.
While certainly there's a lion's share of hot all-girl action and enough mysterious lab experiments sprouting ersatz phalluses if that just happens to be your thing, there's a sinister side to Dirty Pair hentai. A conspiracy to keep you limp in spite of the boner-bait premise; one of shit, piss, and furries. So really, it's not that different from anything else. But, to start off this series, I'm going to take it easy on you. I can't fist your tender asshole without some proper stretching first, otherwise I just get a mess of screams, blood, and feces. I realize that might do it for you, but I'd like to think of myself as keeping a tidier household here, thanks.
Couldn't have said it better myself. Imasara is what we professionals in the field of manhandling the meatsnake call “The Mother Lode”: Fifty pages of lovingly detailed renderings of our favorite scantily clad trouble consultants in various stages of intercourse. It's a doujinshi that keeps on giving, one which you can jerk your poor dong to until it's a bloody stump. That's not to say we've found a “normal” doujinshi, for the first time in the history of the world, but just that no amount of befuddling freakishness can stop the jerkparade. You can drop a hydrogen bomb and I ain't stopping, people. If anything, it would just turn me into a superhuman atomic jerker, perhaps called something like “RAGU JERKER OF THE ATOM”, defender of the innocent. I'll use my powers only for good. I'll jerk this world to a peaceful future.
Back on track, as the 3H eloquently put it, despite the “law enforcement restricted explicit sexual expression of doujinshi society”, someone managed to slip in a story of the Dirty Pair getting penetrated by famous Japanese children's cartoon characters. Basically it's more or less the same thing as teletubbies sex. Teletubbies with hilariously huge muscles, and dicks on their head. Knowing the restless doujinshi machine, I've probably just given them a fantastic idea and I will run across breathy moans of “Ah-Oh!” within the next six months.
In classic 80's teen movie fashion, I'd just like to get one “GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER, DICKHEAD!” in before this article is through
However, as westerners safely sheltered by vigorously protected copyright laws, we can only claim to have had our childhood innocence shattered by Pee Wee Herman doing what comes naturally. As such, we can view this manga from an objective standpoint rather than as someone who has had his promising future ripped away from him by it, damned to an existence of Gundam models and artificial vaginas. With that in mind, we have Vikinn Man, apparently a character that the Japanese thought would educate children about their bodies by sticking a phallus on his head, and Anpanman, the edible superhero. America has come up with a lot of surrogate Jesuses to put in their comic books, but Anpanman, from Japan no less, really captures the nuances of Christ's word: “If thou art hungry, thou shalt sup upon my face.”