Hey there,

I've never came across a place where Guro creators come together to improve themselves and discuss technical stuff. Does anyone know if such a place exists?

I've had a long road myself studying all the important stuff of 3D creation and I've still got a lot of room to improve. Knowing how exhausting it can be, I'd gladly help others who want to improve with Blender (I'm nowhere near an expert but I can help beginners). I guess the community would be much further already if there's a central hub to get help or ideas.

Total darkness and silence enveloped her. Peace. She took several deep, gasping breaths, entire body quaking and shaking in her restraints, reverberating with the intense aftershocks that seemed to wash over her in waves; but no memories of the events of the past few hours.

Layers of the color that wash over one's eyes, that nameless mauve, pulsed in front of her. She couldn't tell if her eyelids were open or shut. She couldn't tell if she was hearing any sound or not; her own breathing sounds might be her own imagination. She squeezed a hand into a fist slightly, then twitched her leg. The limb didn't move, though her body rocked slightly in place; she could feel her restraints were a suspension, perhaps as if she were hanging from rubber cords. The feeling sent a sudden wave of disorientation through her, and vertigo. It was like she couldn't feel which way was upwards. Her body was also perfectly temperature controlled, neither hot nor cold, giving her no feelings of comfort and warmth but only a creeping isolation. Was she suspended in a tank of oil or water? Nausea came; she suppressed it. Then the first memory came back into her mind, an odd one, quite suddenly jumping to the forefront.

"Dead N* Storage" had been written, and a big red arrow, on the trapdoor underneath her feet. She recognized the reference; Pulp Fiction, though she wasn't black so it made no sense. Those sickos had thought that was funny? She felt like all her understanding of the world was churned up inside of her like a blender, ready to gush out of her pores and face holes and anus. The nausea returned and more powerful this time; her heartbeat raised as she struggled and fought it, twisting and writhing in her tight sac. Suddenly a scream climbed its way out of her throat, piercingly loud, sending tingles through the rest of her body. 'That hurts,' she thought. 'Shouldn't scream, no-one can hear anyway'. Another scream, louder this time, burst forth from her breast, and her heartbeat pounded, feeling like her heart was going to leap out of her chest like a terrified animal. 'But you've got no-where to go,' she thought numbly, as it pounded away at her lips, hammering.

The other girls had fallen into those trapdoors when they'd drowned. But she hadn't drowned, she reminded herself. She'd lived. She was taken away to here, because she'd succeeded. The "FUCKMEAT SNUFFSLUT HORNINESS TEST", according to the bright green, purple and orange neon sign that'd illuminated the girls, and partially shed light on the raving crowds in front of them. She couldn't recall any faces distinctly; the people were leaping and churning in her memory, surging up and down in great waves. Bright glowsticks and pulsing strobes left horrifying impressions of animal faces; were those masks or cybernetic augmentations? It'd all been behind plastic.

The girls' bodies had been wrapped up in neon-bright rubber suits of rainbow hues, each a solid color, though they were not restrained like now. Rather, they had been suspended, weight supported partially on the neck and partially under the shoulders, free to writhe and wriggle as much as they wished; it felt oily underneath the surface of the suit, some kind of warmed oil that tingled, spicy and tickly and healthy, like a fine skincare product. Had she been high as well? She wasn't sure; she had felt very, VERY awake and alert. Perhaps unnaturally so? It was hard to tell in her memories. She'd never taken drugs before; never had sex either. Even now, she was still a virginal girl. 'That's not gonna last forever,' she thought, and another wave of powerful nausea assailed her, wracking her body and forcing her to writhe helplessly in her restraints until it was gradually soothed.

The hideous face of a demon loomed in her memory. That WAS cybernetic augmentations; it was too fine, lifelike and animated, though it was plasticky and horrifyingly shiny and bright under the neon lights. "Everybody READY?" he cried into a microphone, inciting a cheer from the crowd. "These GIRLS are fresh off the streets, people…" His voice was deep, but effeminate and soothing, skillfully plying the crowd and seducing them into the show. The textured and reassuring tones of it wormed their way into even her head, slowing her heartbeat noticably. 'qCPU optimized', she had thought, even at the time, her mind cranking away rapidly in fight-or-flight mode even though there was no way to run. 'Postprocessed by a neural network. Optimized to calm the listeners, worm its way into their minds. A Gateway brand system. They make great salespeople.'

"Fresh off the streets… I assure you, they've all signed a rather comprehensive consent form." The demonic Gateway lied smoothly, with a confiding smirk on his face, and the crowd laughed nervously. "But we can't just accept every girl who comes our way into the extensive training program that goes into their transformation into prime FUCKMEAT SNUFFSLUT material! So these girls have got to go through a preliminary test first. You all know what happens to the ones who fail it…" She twisted her neck left and right; she appeared to be inside of a tank, she realized, a plastic tank around her head which she shared with the other girls. So that was why the volume of their breathing was so much higher than that of the noises outside. At that moment, a number of hideously disturbing pictures flashed in front of her eyes; a bright screen projected onto the plastic wall in front of her face.

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Note from Author: This is based on some drawings My brother and I drew back a long time ago, and long lost. Don’t have time to draw, but have been working on my writing skills, so here you go. Hopefully have more installments later.

Amy sat the end of long dirt drive way, just a few feet from the country road.
It was hot, and dusty and she was sweating through the white tank top she wore, along with cut off denim shorts and a wide brimmed sun hat.
Next to her was a bag with a few changes of cloths and personal items.
It was everything she had in the world, besides a few scattered memories of her life before.
Before the accident…

She had woke in a hospital bed, not know who she was or how she got there.
The Doctors told her she was lucky to be alive, the wreck had taken her family, along with her arms and legs.
Months of painful rehab later, the state put her on a work program and here she was waiting to be picked up by a farmer.
She was surprised at the idea, she wasn’t sure what help she could be at field work or even chores but it was a chance at finding a new purpose in her life so here she sat.


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https://www.bestcelebgirls.com has some 3d guro

https://civitai.com/models/168548/penishead

This may be a very evil LORA. Because it is evil, it is considered R18G-LORA.

The purpose of PENISHEAD is very simple, replacing the heads of all characters with dicks. Prompt is also a simple and easy-to-understand 【penishead】, which can be adapted to almost all character LORAs. As long as you do not describe the character's hairstyle, face, facial features, hat and other characteristics in the prompt, this LORA can take effect normally (a few exceptions such as the character's aura, It can be generated on the back of the penis-shaped glans).

I'm looking for pics which show girls cut in half and semen leaked from her womb.
Pls post here if you have any, thanks

New thread since i can't find the old one
To step things out, bonecrackings are encouraged in this thread

Work in progress. My first attempt at digital painting...

I appreciate constructive criticism or suggestions!

stomach explosion due to alien pregnancy

I just found out that Grievous Ray has deleted their entire pixiv and now i was wondering if someone has any archived their works because i can't find any archive galleries on them, not even in e-hentai (and i can't access exhentai).
Right now all i can find are just a few scrapes like this one.

Does anyone know where you can find the author's work? I recently found it on the site motherless.com The SauceNAO website says that the author is someone d-d.

The deeper the better? Just dumping some of my collection of this absurd niche within a niche.

For all of those obscure guro fantasies of entrails being ripped out a specific way that can't be fulfilled through humans, AI is the savior.

I am looking for a proper resolution of the appended image. Even that i found as a thumbnail in Google images, it seems to have just vanished off the internet.

If anyone has some time and intrest I'd love to see an edit of Cyana here nude and covered in meat lines

Just looking if anyone had any necrophilia art of girls with freckles. Always found them to be excessively attractive.

Hello, I’m new here. I’ve been looking for some good ryona games, any suggestions?

Post anything related to flood transformation

Anyone feeling like adding something to this picture featuring Gadget Hackwrench? Beat her, whip her, seal her mouth, add rubber gear lubed with acidic glue, chop her limbs, etc. Eternal suffering is the key here.

remove her green eyes and place nipples instead of tits