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Well one of the best Guro artist out there has returned to the fray after more than one year.

Please, someone, translate this new and awesome comic!!!

https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=66655873
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Author wrote that there will be three more girls in this series.

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These Chinese two part story
https://www.pixiv.net/novel/show.php?id=14291616
https://www.pixiv.net/novel/show.php?id=14291683
inspired a good illustration
https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/87067020
Unfortunately, machine translation from Chinese is rather poor.

Gore & Death
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Incredible as this there is very little. I guess they catch on to technology. People fear social rejection. In Ali express I saw necklaces with very misogynistic BDSM figures. And coincidentally I found a figure that was definitely or quickly
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Guess BDSM figurines is what you search for?

Requests
Does anyone has saved collection from author 禁断の小惑星 or site: http://www84.sakura.ne.jp/~little-planet
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Discussion
Where is that beautiful baby
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Got shut down.
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Got doomed to tor last year, then finally croaked because kaguya got bored with it
I saved all of the original content posted on the site, which was all the sh stuff. But menheras cutting themselves isnt that rare, and you can find that type of stuff all over the surface net. Same with regular gore videos and zoo sadism (which I believe also had its own designated thread on gorechan)
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Bout figured
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Our host wasn't comfortable with the constant CP spam (that I wasn't able to deal by myself, it was as heavy as it could get on a TOR site), so we decided to make it read only (and it soon became inaccessible for reasons unknown to me). I don't have archives of it sadly.

It was a bit in the gray zone legality wise too, we tried different so-called "free speech" registrars before switching to TOR but they always seized the domains. You can say we weren't able to keep it running, but it didn't shut down on my whim at least.
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Sorry for the loss

Artwork
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idk how to post stuff here but i want to share some of my art
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more stuff
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good shit do you take requests or commissions?
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yeah i take commission in this twitter @thedarkbutcher
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>>38175
I wantednto check your twitter out, but it appears to be limited to confirmed users only
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I requested follow on twitter, SMB

Literature
Wandering through the jungles of Peru, in search of interesting places and artifacts, near the settlement of Paititi, the young adventurer Lara Croft stumbled upon an unusually strange trail. Scattered along the trail were the remains of animal, and even worse, human bones. Fearless Lara, fueled by curiosity, moved on, despite the fact that this time she had not brought any equipment, let alone a weapon, all she was wearing was a blue tank top, khaki pants and her brown boots. Moving further along the trail, she soon found a small settlement, at the entrance to the village stuck out a lot of ruts out of the ground, on which were mounted human skulls, some still rotting from Lara's eyes walked the inhabitants of the settlement, a lot, mostly children. The natives all had burned red skin, only bandages covering their genitals, some with bone jewelry in their noses, mouths, and ears. You could tell from the bulging ribs of most of them and the distended bellies that the villagers were starving. It wasn't hard to guess that the villagers weren't the friendliest of people, and Lara quickly realized this. She was about to turn back and go away, when suddenly, behind her, a huge native was already swinging his small but weighty cudgel at her.

A moment later she was unconscious, on the ground, with her head smashed in the area of her his huge hands, the native easily threw Lara's frail body on his shoulder and then dragged her into the village. Seeing his kinsman carrying the body of the young girl, the crowd of natives began to jump and shout joyfully, some even started to build a fire. The native put the girl on the stone table and began to take off her clothes, all the while she was unconscious. After taking off her shirt, he immediately saw Lara's lush, slender body, which, by the way, was a little sweaty. Looking at her naked torso, he first touched her bare chest, then began to move his hand down, reaching the bottom of her belly button, and then his fingers dipped into the navel of Lara, which was gracefully round in shape and perfectly complemented her beautiful belly, suddenly he felt that in the navel there was a small puddle of a few drops of sweat, though her whole body was drenched in sweat. He removed his fingers from her belly button and ran his hand down to the button of her pants. Immediately after that he turned her over on her stomach and began to remove her shoes, then her pants. Lara's firm ass was immediately free of the pants restraining her

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3D CGI
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Anyone has good stuff for Virt-a-Mate?

Scenes, looks, Textures etc.
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Here are a few of my SkinTextues
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Literature
Wandering through the jungles of Peru, in search of interesting places and artifacts, near the settlement of Paititi, the young adventurer Lara Croft stumbled upon an unusually strange trail. Scattered along the trail were the remains of animal, and even worse, human bones. Fearless Lara, fueled by curiosity, moved on, despite the fact that this time she had not brought any equipment, let alone a weapon, all she was wearing was a blue tank top, khaki pants and her brown boots. Moving further along the trail, she soon found a small settlement, at the entrance to the village stuck out a lot of ruts out of the ground, on which were mounted human skulls, some still rotting from Lara's eyes walked the inhabitants of the settlement, a lot, mostly children. The natives all had burned red skin, only bandages covering their genitals, some with bone jewelry in their noses, mouths, and ears. You could tell from the bulging ribs of most of them and the distended bellies that the villagers were starving. It wasn't hard to guess that the villagers weren't the friendliest of people, and Lara quickly realized this. She was about to turn back and go away, when suddenly, behind her, a huge native was already swinging his small but weighty cudgel at her. A moment later she was unconscious, on the ground, with her head smashed in the area of her his huge hands, the native easily threw Lara's frail body on his shoulder and then dragged her into the village. Seeing his kinsman carrying the body of the young girl, the crowd of natives began to jump and shout joyfully, some even started to build a fire. The native put the girl on the stone table and began to take off her clothes, all the while she was unconscious. After taking off her shirt, he immediately saw Lara's lush, slender body, which, by the way, was a little sweaty. Looking at her naked torso, he first touched her bare chest, then began to move his hand down, reaching the bottom of her belly button, and then his fingers dipped into the navel of Lara, which was gracefully round in shape and perfectly complemented her beautiful belly, suddenly he felt that in the navel there was a small puddle of a few drops of sweat, though her whole body was drenched in sweat. He removed his fingers from her belly button and ran his hand down to the button of her pants. Immediately after that he turned her over on her stomach and began to remove her shoes, then her pants. Lara's firm ass was immediately free of the pants restraining her

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Please, format yourtext. You can check out recomendations here >>>/lit/1363

Requests
Wondering if someone could write a story based on this?

Requests
since she's gonna be playable in the upcoming Mario game can I request guro/snuff/necro of her? I can barely find any.
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Gore & Death
Anyone have pictures of bodypiles? 3+ girls for disposal, pleasure, not to much gore, but accepted.
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Sauce?
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Requests
I'm willing to trade if needed as I have both links to and files for SaDistic BlooD, Dead End Aegis, Gore Screaming Show, sweet pool, Saya No Uta, Sayonara O Oshiete, Slow Damage and Dasaku. I've been looking for the games everwhere but cannot find any torrents/downloads aside from official DLsite releases. Thanks in advance!

Artwork
ive never really posted on this site before except for the /kaki/ board so im sorry if i make any mistake

i just wanna know if this looks good or realistic

Freakshow
Let's celebrate the return of Gurochan with one of my favorite things.
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From GeGeGe No Kitaro

Episode 1 (2018)

Requests
can someone post art like this for me. danke to the ppl who do.

Discussion
What's with them? Is there a reason why someone would post out of topic bullshit? Is this because the CP poster got a little salty after being banned for 100 times?

Requests
Is Pixiv still the best place to find things? Maybe I am imagining this, but I feel like since they have updated their guidelines to a more strict policy I get way more messages like "This user has limited who can view this artwork" and "This user has left Pixiv". Perhaps I am only unlucky with the pieces I am reverse searching? Or is there a new, better place I don't know about?
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I think you are right they are now stricter about certain stuff, but it's still the "best" place to find art.
>>>/art/ also exists as a safe space for guro artists

Literature
Kate And the Family Jewels Club
by Regis


The favorite drink in the bar was called a cuntail, because nude pre-pubescent girls served it, wearing only provocative heels. They were appropriately called cuntail waitresses. There’s no way to know if the drink or the girls were named first. The name came because the very young ladies serving drinks, none yet growing breasts, were far too young to be in a place that served alcohol.

These were not your average grade 6 girls, who never wear such provocative stiletto heels, as these did, and would certainly not in public display so blatantly and aggressively their stimulating hairless little cunts to the appreciative customers.

It was the latest style in an emerging culture that continually pressed the limits of acceptability, and the latest trend, to employ naked little girls in heels to serve drinks proved to be outrageously popular. This was one of the minor changes to what were quite a number of dark activities, undertakings that were not monitored, nor prohibited by a populist and totally permissive new government.

Everyone was comfortably settled and the doors locked. The bar was open, but none of the guests bellied up, because the precocious naked children were serving them. Five nude 8-year-old girls, tall for their age, appeared to be even taller because of the provocative ballet heels they wore.

These shoes forced them to walk on pointe. Instead of clicking like regular heels, these tapped as they walked. These were extreme bizarre shoes with slender spike heels, placed in front because of the acute angle at which their feminine feet were bent in them, heels that provided little balance.

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I'll bet there's lots of Joker fans out there. Can you find any of his creative work?
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Do not bother yourself with Joker, just a bored retard. I loved the story, and I'm in love with Kate, very sexy story, thanks for it!
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Kate is an unusual woman, as she views her work as 'normal' and sees nothing disreputable about it. I love that kind of personality and attitude.
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I personally thought that story was very good. I enjoy preteen and teen characters and killings. I particularly loved the part about men betting their wives family jewels and not caring if they survived.
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I, for one, am VERY interested!

Literature
To Become a Fuck Toy

Mrs. Donna Connily had a degenerative bone disease, or so all the neighbors thought. That is what they were told, after all, by both Donna and her husband, Dr. Jacob Connily. He was a surgeon at a local hospital, and one of high regards at that. Most of the families in the lovely little suburbs in which they lived had sought him out on numerous occasions for medical advice. He was always very patient and kind, and Donna was the same. Everyone thought well of the couple and their two children, Mike and Lisa; The neighbors looked out for Donna with her troubles and often whispered to each other how horrible it was that such an affliction would settle upon such a wonderful mother and beautiful woman as she. No one suspected that her condition was anything but that: a serious medical illness.
It started right after Lisa was born seventeen years ago. She was two years younger than Mike, and everyone always said had wonderful it was that Donna had been able to give birth to two such bright and beautiful children before her condition set in and made it impossible for her to have any more children - the strain of pregnancy was too much for her bones to bear at that point.
Lisa's birth had been hard enough, and it was a few months after she was born that Donna's left leg beneath the knee had to be amputated, the bones having been strained during the pregnancy. It wasn't long after that, maybe a year or so, that she would loose that leg altogether.
And the neighbors watched as the children grew up and as Donna's body slowly wore away. She seemed so young and full of life and happiness, even after she lost her right leg, first below the knee and then, like the left one before it, having to have it removed at the hip, leaving her forever in a wheel chair. The children took it well, though, and everyone agreed on just how great and loving Mike and Lisa were, helping out their failing mother, doing everything for her. Jacob, being the successful doctor, was more than able to foot any bills that came up and have the house altered suite his wife's new complications. He supported her and stood by her through it all, the model of the loving husband, even when Donna lost her right hand, then forearm, then the rest at the shoulder.
Nothing ever seemed to get the family down, nothing. They were full of life and happiness, and it seemed that they spend every moment they could together. Often the children, now in their teens, would wheel their mother into the yard and they would lift her down to the ground so they could all weed the garden together. Donna was there for ever baseball game Mike was in and each of Lisa's soccer matches. The model of the perfect family, that is what they thought. No one suspected the truth of it.
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Lisa hugged her mother, trying her best to hold back the tears, knowing it's not what her mother wanted to see. Donna held her daughter close with her one good arm, wishing she still had a hand with which to caress Lisa's hair. "It's okay," she whispered to Lisa. "I'll always be here for you. Always. You knew this was going to happen."
Mike signed and shook his head. This whole thing was ridiculous, and Lisa's blubbering only made it worse. She took it oh so seriously; it didn't deserve that kind of attention. It didn't deserve any. They weren't loosing anything - if fact, it would be better when his mother was gone. He wouldn't have to wait on her anymore, serve her like her bed nurse. This was a moment to be happy - this was the moment of freedom at last. Lisa just couldn't get over it.
"I know, I know," Lisa whispered. "I'll come see you. Every day. I swear!"
"You don't need to do that, Sweety. I'll be fine! You have to go on with your own life. I'll be there when you need me, but you don't need to take care of me anymore. You shouldn't be. That's not the point."
"I know, I know. I just - I don't want to loose you!"

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It had been a little over a week that she had been lying in bed, naked and helpless. She was alone most of the time, as she knew she would be. The exceptions were the two nights her husband - no, she had to stop thinking of him as her husband, that was over now - Jacob had come to fuck her and when her nurse, Isabel came in to care for her. Isabel was a middle-age woman, dark skin, skinny, and quiet. Sometimes she chatted casually to Donna as she cleaned the room, changed the sheets, and feed the limbless woman ever day, but it wasn't often. Usually she went about her work silently, a pleasant little smile on her face for no apparent reason. Isabel was in charge of Donna, keeping her clean and healthy and somewhat comfortable - she washed the woman ever other day, taking care of the wound from her latest surgery. Donna did not know where Jacob had found the able nurse, and one he trusted to keep quiet about what went on in the house, but Isabel, so far, had done a great job.

There was little for Donna to do, limited as her movement was. She could twist herself and wiggle a bit on the bed, her small stubs gave her just a little push. Jacob had a TV for her with a remote she could control with her mouth and a computer by her bed so she could read or surf the web. She was a bit lonely, but more than that, she was crazy horny. Two times with Jacob since the day of operation was not nearly enough! Two times a day wouldn't be nearly enough! And in her turned on state, she couldn't help but read sex stories on-line and look at porn sites all the time, which only made her worse. She was barely sleeping at night, the hot, burning lust so maddening wild she couldn't relax enough to slumber - and those few hours she did brought on crazy dreams of wild sex parties where she, limbless, was passed around from person to person to do with as they pleased - when she awoke, she was soaked with sweet and her sheets drenched with her over-flowing juices.
It was on such a night, as she drifted off into a light sleep, the visions of wild, rampant sex starting to form in her mind, that the door to her small chamber burst open and the lights above her exploded to life. She was started at the sudden intrusion, and stunned by the rude awakening to bright lights. Someone was in the doorway and approaching her, but it was a blur, a misty form she could not identify.
She blinked a few times; a little afraid at first. Her room was a small addition to the house in which she had lived, one door from the outside and another through the house. Her fear fled her when she realized this person had come through the house - she figured it must be Jacob. But as her eyes focuses, she saw it was not the man she had been married to, but rather her son, Michael.
He was sneering at her, glaring, wearing only his boxers, which where tenting out in front from the hard-on barely concealed within. He was at the side of her bed and shoved his boxers down, kicking them off. He was hard, alright - his young cock jutting from his groin. Seven inches, maybe a little longer, he was nearly the same length as his father, but his cock was curved more and seemed much harder.
"I was jacking off up stairs," he started, seeing her eyeing him up. "And I thought to myself, what the fuck am I doing when I have some helpless slut down in the basement who probably needs a hard fucking anyway. I might as well fuck a cunt then use my hand."
Donna couldn't believe the language he was using in front of her, he never had said anything like that before in her presence, but she didn't say anything to him about it. He climbed into the large king-sized bed, his hands going right for her tits. He squeezed them hard, mauling them in his rough grip, pinching and twisting at each nipple. He pulled them, lifting her torso from the mattress by her boobs. She winced, the pain agonizing, but she did her best to not scream. She was sure the walls were sound proof, so waking anyone in the house wasn't a problem.
He mounted her body, sliding his cock up and down her cunt a few times and then jabbing at her. He was inexperienced - Donna figured her must be a virgin and most of his sex ed having come from porn movies, he figured he could just shove it in. But it was not so easy, and he ended up stabbing her thighs several times before he rammed his cock home into her cunt.
He humped away, once more showing his lack of experience, but Donna didn't care. She was so lusty now, that being even his clumsy stabs had brought her close to rogasming - now that he was actually in, his fumbling thrusts were pure heaven, and her body rocked instantly into an incredible explosion of climactic delights.
Michael was rough with her, slamming her down on the bed, brutally attacking her with his whole body. He had never taken it well, her operations. She and Jacob had been very forward with their children, always wanting them to understand what was happening and why. They both had known from and early age about sex and kinks and fetishes, how Donna's driving goal in her existence was to become what she was now - the limbless, powerless, living fuck-toy. They both knew that she had no disease, that she lost her limbs for the pleasure and sexual desire it stirred in her. Michael had always resented it - resented the fact that he had to take care of her, that he and his family were pitied, that he was loosing his mother all for her selfish sexual needs, and he was taking all that anger and frustration out on her body right now. And it only excited Donna more, knowing that. Her body quivered and shook beneath his as she came again and again from his savagery.
He did not last long at all, and when he came, he stopped and shook, moaning softly as he shot his seed into his mother's womb. She was infertile, now, so Donna had no worry about become pregnant. She silently regarded her son, watching his face as he came. She felt bad that she had but him through so much in her life, but at least now she felt like they had a connection, one that had never existed before between them. It wasn't love, not like that shared between most mothers and sons, but at least it was something.
He was still for a few moments, letting his balls drain into her body, and then he pulled out and climbed off the bed. "Fuck, at least now you are good for something," he mumbled. "That's about the most useful you've been in years."

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I have mixed feelings about this, as I'm usually not interested in adult women in general and especially in mother/son incest, but there's also an interesting and rare fetish in this story. It also makes me curious how Lisa will return to the story, as surely if the story introduces her as a character she's going to play some role?
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This is excellent, and I look forward to more!
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Unless you are TheChaosGrey (which I think you aren't, because otherwise you'd have said it first), then you are a thief.

The original story (and many others), can still be found here https://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/chaosgrey/www/stories/single/tobecomeafucktoy1.html

Stealing stories from other authors to prop yourself is pathetic and you should be ashamed of yourself.
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For anyone going to chaocgrey's page (at least on Mobile, but possibly on desktop as well), depending on your browser settings you may not be able to see any of the text until you highlight it.

Also, slim doesn't specifically claim that they wrote the story, but I do agree it's misleading (and kinda sucky) that they made no mention of the original author.

That being said, there's definitely no rule against posting other people's work here, and if nothing else it sheds some light onto TheChaosGrey's works, though only because Falquian pointed it out

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