The new government couldn't feed the population so special provisions had to be made to reduce it. No more jails. Anyone violating any regulation, even ordinance would be taking to the chamber and just disappear.

Here’s a thread for all my fellow degenerates with the specific taste in ages, for art of teenage characters getting killed.
Consensual snuff, murder, hanging, hard vore, whatever, as long as they’re between 13-19 years old ;P

All great things from artist Kuma-Kun aka Wolfblade

As the woman behind the counter went through the speech, Chelsea let her eyes wander over to the next counter, where men were checking in.

“…be aware that, although we make effort to minimize the risk, accidents can and sometimes do happen…”

She’d heard it all before. She knew the routine. Listen to the little legalese speech, sign the waiver, go in, have a good time. She’d been coming here most Thursdays for years now. She could recite the speech herself.

“By signing this waiver, you agree not to hold the company liable for any injury or loss of life incurred while using the service. If you agree, please say ‘I consent’.”

“I consent,” replied Chelsea. The man going through the other side of the checkin procedure wasn’t very attractive—a little shorter than she’d prefer, a little balder, a little fatter. In a weird way that made things better. He handed over his credit card. Men who come here have to pay. She signed the waiver. Women got in free.

“Alright, cool, you’re gonna be in room three today. Have fun, Chel!”

“I always do,” she smiled. The receptionists all knew her by name at this point, expected her at her normal time. She headed into room three.

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Lets see what you have

Its just beginning )

Heyo all, as you know - I love extreme cuntbusting. I like writing it too!

If you'd like to have a custom cuntbusting story done, please drop me an email at [email protected]. Please put the subject as "Story Request" so I can filter it.

It must be about cuntbusting, as soft or as hard as you want. No restrictions on the characters involved. No restrictions on the methods involved. Have fun!

Will post my one offs here. Let the original thread fall off. This will be the new "Everything Killer" space.

How about making illustrations for the stories we like?

This Pottyboy story was quite funny to me
www.gurochan.cx/lit/res/15095.html#q15205
So let's turn it into pictures

""Oh no...oh noo..." She whined as she spotted what was just to the left of the door. To her, it was the most horrifying thing that entire night. A bowl of candy, mostly empty, with a little sign that said 'Please take only one'. The realization hit her at the same time as another cramp. No one was home and she was about to shit her panties. The cramp quickly grew more intense as tears welled up in the young girl's eyes, she didn't know what to do."

More coming later

Japanese gore visual novel PC game(Under development)

Please post dragons getting decapitated! Art or movie scenes anything counts as long as i see dragons loosing theirheads.

A y rose decapitated

...because the love for beauties with detached heads never ends~

Thread #1: http://www.gurochan.cx/f/res/2.html
Thread #2: http://www.gurochan.cx/f/res/9304.html

Edit-only thread: http://www.gurochan.cx/f/res/355.html
/3dcg/ thread: http://www.gurochan.cx/3dcg/res/260.html
/fur/ thread: http://www.gurochan.cx/fur/res/1215.html

“Swimmer Problems” By T Vulture


Kami sigh causing her friends to look. They were concerned with the good nature teen who is rarely ever depressed or sad.
“What wrong,” inquire Stacy, a longtime friend she met and befriend Kami at the very first swimming team tryouts.
Looking up from her salad, Kami had been destroying with the fork. “It the last swim meets, we did. I just can’t figure out how I keep coming in last.” Dropping her fork no longer feels like eating. “I just don’t get it,” She continues. “I practice almost every day.”
“Hmm, do you think if I were to…”
“Oh come on Stacy.” Interrupt Brenda before tossing a bit of fried girlmeat into her open mouth. Stacy annoyed waits for the blonde who not on the swimming team to continue. “It her drag that slowing her down,” explains the teen before shoving a few more golden morsels into her mouth.
“My drag?” Ask Kami puzzle on what her best friend meant.
Brenda merely nods, as she swallows the mash up meat down her throat. Reaching for her soda, “It your oversized tits.” Declare the teen before taking a swig.
Turning red at Brenda frankness of her ample chest, “m-my t-tits?” Shudder Kami upset her tits have been drag into the conversation. “How are they causing me drag?” She inquires peering down at the two large lumps. Her D-cups had been and always a sore spot in her mind. She really does not care for them since they are always in the way, and she hates the nickname and jab relating to them.
Placing the now empty can on the table, “You are complaining of always being last places, and you are the only girl on the team with those mountains on your chest. Ergo, they must be causing you drag.”
“B-but Sam t-tits are barely smaller, and she does way better.”

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anyone has the archive of the old gurochan /lit?

Not my story, just reposting as requested in the Looking for stories thread.

Graduation

Her classmates filled the small room, packed tight against one another but leaving some space around her. All their faces glowed with anticipation; the whole graduation day had been filled with a spirit of camaraderie, the students all excited for each other. Even if they had never known one another over the last few years, every soul was happily congratulating his or her peers, cheering for them and egging them on as they stepped up to the mirror to complete their final test.
As she stood before the mirror, she looked down at the objects in her hands: a knife in one, the handle warmed by the hands of all the students who had used it before her; and in the other hand a small glass jar filled with an antiseptic solution. Below the mirror was a sort of lectern with a socket in the center just large enough to hold the jar - rather like a cupholder. The mirror itself loomed before her in that intimidating way in which only a mirror can, her reflection staring back with all her anxiety on full display. Behind her she could see the expectant faces of all her classmates; unbelievable as it may have been, every one of them had passed the test and was waiting on her to follow them.
She placed the jar into the socket and raised the knife to her face, taking a deep breath. For the last three years she had been preparing for this moment; she remembered all the classes, the new language she'd had to learn, the training she had undergone to use the new tools she was soon to start using. She was completely ready, and yet, now that the moment was here, it seemed so intimidating. She glanced at the knife; this close to her eye, its every detail was sharply visible. The blade had of course been cleaned after every use, but a single ominous drop of blood remained on the handle. The knife itself curved gracefully both parallel to and perpendicular to its edge, its form following its very specific function. The edge was immaculate, not a single tiny kink, notch, or dull spot having been allowed to exist on it.
With the glowing faces of all her peers clustered around her into a solid wall of anticipation, she inched the knife blade closer to her face. Her heart was racing and time seemed to crawl like the slowest of snails, but eventually she felt the cold metal prick her skin. Now was the moment of truth - she had to execute her task perfectly. She pressed the point deeper into her flesh, the sm

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There was some story about a guy and 3 girls he fucked. The guy killed 2 super busty women to attach their breasts onto 2 young girls. He fucked them and a third girl, but only anally or something like that. Here's a quote:

"“Shit, these things are heavy.” Shi didn't dare to look inside them. But she could tell that their content was huge. Rather than breasts, it looked more like there were human heads inside these bags. But then again, they were even too big for heads.

Shi couldn't understand why anyone would want to have such gigantic tits. And even less why her brother was willing to kill people to give his girlfriends these ridiculous tits."

Hello! Does anyone have a pack of Erral( RawNG) drawings?

Looking for a short comic where Elvira and vamperella are killed and there bodies are auctioned off

Wondering if someone could write a short story based on this pic?