Long ago, in the days of the ever-growing Cold War, strange rituals occured. Maddening discoveries, desperate attempts to seize victory, laws unsaid yet important being ignored and broken. The results...were expected. And within a forest hiding a few secrets, IT was seen for the first and last time...an Opening, unto The Untold Horrors...of the Abyss. Many were the losses, both from the Soviet and the American sides. Including an all-female crew of Tankers. The event was contained. New rules were applied. Those killed, became MIA. And the situation? Was forgotten...until-

In the middle of the forest, lies an solitary M48a5 Main Battle Tank all the way back from the Great War, of American descent. A glorious, lethal weapon against Humanity's Foes...as in, the UnNamed HoRrOrS- and is now sitting all alone, covered in mud, dust and rust. Its left treads are slightly submerged in the mud due to its 45 tons of combat-ready Steel that it consists off, capable of protecting those within it from many threats, weighting it down. A clear sign that it has been left here for God knows how long, and yet still...stands tall and proud at its 3 meters and 65 centimeters of height. Resting against the ground, spreading its 9m and 30cm of length, grants it an intimidating look, paired with the visage of the quite thick, 5-7 meter long, M68 barrel, giving anyone who stumbles upon it and gazes at it the correct Idea that it CAN destroy anything that it's pointed at! Also bearing an armour as DUMMY THICC as 110mm, capable of withstanding lots of abuse, even straight up deflecting plenty of hits with its 220mm of armour on its slopped segments in the upper glacis, the Turret bearing a good 178mm of armour, giving it great protection! Such THICCNESS, Impressive measurements and size, that would make any wannabe-MILFs look like a bunch of skinny-ass teens in comparison, give it the capability of launching an 105mm shell over 4 kilometers we ith the help of its M68 Cannon, being as long as 5m and 7cm. This dark green-painted gun on treads, equipped with an old Browning 50. Caliber MG on the top, was apparently employed in this forest somehow...But with no crew to man it! And so it rests there. Pointing towards the open field. No sentience, no conscience, nothing. Just an old piece of American military equipment, belonging to an museum. Or...Is it more than anyone could possibly imagine?

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On Today's Subject: Armoured Fighting Vehicles, turned Into Waifus.

LADIES! GENTLEMEN! AAAAALL THE INBETWEENS-AH! I, AIMLAD, HAve noticed something VEEERY UnfAIR! 'A-AaAnd that thing is, Aimlad?' ya may ask...AND I SHALL RESPOND WITH THIS!:

*DEEP INHALE!*

"There are. No. Absolutely (not absolutely, but dear Lord it's ridiculously small-) Love. FOR TANKS 'ERE!"

We have Shipgirls (Azur Lane), we have Anthropomorphic GUNS (Girl's Frontline and Girl's Frontline 2, along with NIKKE: Goddess of Victory), and of course AAAAAALL KINDS OF MONSTER GIRLS, DEMIHUMANS, ELDRITCH DEITIES AND ANTHROPOMORPHIC ANIMALS, All. Ready. To have Fun with!

But Tanks?

Oooohohohoh, nonoNO! NOT A PEEP!

SOOOO, Emboldened by my buds in Discord (thank you guys, gals and the inbetween for choosing this), Daebom's wonderful artistic interpretations of these THICC WAR MACHINES (Thank You! THANK YOU!) aaand my own personal love for these Sexy Masses of Steelie Sexiness, I! Made the FIRST STEP to making them mainstream! As in...informing you of this CRIME AGAINST HUMANITYYYY! Bohohooo!

Now, with that LOOONG Intermission-Message? Author's Note? EXPLANATION, WHATEVER-

I...Shall tell ye that Reviews are a great joy booster for me, sooo don't be shy to share your opinions about her!

Aaaaand also, to HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT!~