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Few year ago i find a clip from an old anime with suggestive cannibalism. A girl offer her body for sacrifice to sort of minotaure people, in order to eat her.
I can't remember the name of this anime. Anybody Can help me ?
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I could.
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"Plate of the Minotaur" By Fujiko F. Fujio
AKA: "The Minotaur's Plate"

Dish of the Minotaur
ミノタウロスの皿
minotaurosunosara

The location of the video in japanese.
http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm12672294
I've been looking for an English video.

Requests
Source pls!
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[雨がっぱ少女群] 因果のターミナル
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Literature
The Murderer Rises Up
"Genesis 1"
A serialized erotic psychomachia

I stroked my hard cock through my orange prison jumpsuit, feeling it
throb in anticipation. My cellmate groaned as he pulled out his
cock and let a loose a heavy flow of urine into our stainless steel
toilet. The sound of his urination reminded me of better times
when I would lie in my bed and listen to the rain falling onto the
eaves and the cars outside. The horror of my youth even corrupted
the positive memories I had of listening to the rain. I'd spend
entire nights listening to the rain and not sleepng at all.
Worrying over whether my mother would enter my room and rape me on

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Gore & Death
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Girls caught in chains and impaled & penetrated

Literature
Daphne knew that she was innocent, and as she walked down the busy street, glancing over her shoulder, she was sure that her hunter knew that as well. Vampires got a bad rep, but as the magical world became more accepting, and sexy vampires became a big thing in pop culture, that stigma was slowly being torn away. Daphne fit into that “Sexy vampire” classification. She was tiny, standing at only 5 '3 and weighing less than she looked. She’d cut her raven black hair neck short earlier that day to celebrate her 18th birthday, and her pale skin was almost flawless. Her big brown eyes peered through the crown searching for her hunter, but she found no sign of her.
“I won’t die tonight,” she said desperately as she clenched her Black hoodie as it clung to her body. With the hoodie, she wore a short, short skirt and black pantyhose that accentuated her slender legs all the way down to her black boots. Okay, maybe she wasn’t entirely innocent, maybe she enjoyed tempting guys, playing with their feelings, breaking their hearts, but she never killed anyone damn it! She calmed her breathing.
“Hey young lady,” a man's voice said, causing her to jump a little. She turned to a voice and found a concerned-looking older man. She once again calmed herself and flashed him a warm smile, dimples appearing at the end of her full lips. As she looked up at him, her big brown eyes practically sparkled. She was sure that her adorableness combined with the mini skirt had put the man under her spell. Vampires being able to supernatural seduce people was a myth, she was just naturally damn sexy
“Oh, thank you, sir, for being worried,” she said, stepping towards him. “I am in a bit of trouble; do you think you could help me out?” she asked.
“Uhh uhm of course,” he said, his face going bright red. “What do you need help with?”
“Well you see sir; I’ve just been visiting here. I don’t really know my way around town, and I don’t have much money. I need to get out of here really bad and really fast, it’s important, but I don’t even know where the train station is. Do you think you could tell me the fastest way to get there?” she asked.
“Well um, I don’t know young lady. I know a pretty fast way but its not safe” he said. “I could give you a ride, that will be a lot safer,” he said.
“No thank you,” she said still smiling up innocently. Any danger the normal world provided she was sure she could handle, she just needed to get away from that…that thing. The man sighed.
“Well the fastest way from here is actually though there,” he said gesturing towards an alleyway a few feet away. “Just go straight through there and the train station is on the other side,” he said. The vampire almost found herself thanking God but remembered she quite frankly hated the man. Her luck couldn’t be better it seemed. “But that alley is pretty shady young lady. Plenty of bodies have shown up there ya know” he added.
“That’s okay” she squeaked happily. “I can handle myself,” she said twisting her hips seductively as she held her hands behind her back. The man frowned again, his eyes occasionally drifting down to her slender legs which were only covered by a thin layer of fabric
“If you say so,” he said quietly. She stared up at him expectantly. He looked confused for a moment, before pulling out his wallet.
“Here take this, should get you a ticket and something to eat. Maybe some new clothes too” he said handing her some crumpled up bills. She snatched the money out of his hand, moving so fast that her hand was a blur.
“Thank you, sir,” she said before booking it towards the alley. As she ran down the alley she hastily looked down at the bills and scowled. “Two fifths?” she said to herself “That’s all the old cheapskate gave me? I bet that’s the hardest he’s been in fucking years! Could have given me a little more at least” she said. Suddenly she felt as if she was flying. Time slowed down as her feet lift off the ground. But she wasn’t flying, the pavement was becoming closer, and closer. She was failing, and moments before she hit the ground the pain hit her. Daphne crashed into the pavement and screamed in pain as she clutched the bloody wound on her belly. She managed to turn around and see the very thing she feared most standing behind her. The vampire’s eyes widened as the girl stepped closer to her. Where Daphne was sexy in the cute kinda way, this girl was sexy in the sexy kind of way. She had beautiful waist-length golden blonde hair, and a slender yet curvaceous figure ripped straight from Hollywood. She wore a white T-shirt that clung tightly to her frame, her C-cup boobs seemingly about to pop out. With it, she wore a pair of booty shorts that were just as short as Daphne’s mini skirt and showed off the blonde's long, muscular legs. Daphne felt like she had to scream but found that she couldn’t move. Instead, her lower lip quivered and a feminine whimper slip through them. The woman smiled at her, and boy it was a hell of a smile. Bright and kind, her blue eyes taking in Daphne as if she was an old friend. She could almost be a normal girl, well not normal, exceptional to be sure but not supernatural. That wonderfully sweet cheerleader that’s nice to everyone, the girl that passes every class with straight As and happily helps anyone with their studies, the head of the church choir. She could be any if not all of those things if it weren't for the golden hilted short sword she gripped in her right (rather dainty) hand which was dripping with blood.

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Discussion
So I like to ask why /req/ area is showing white page?
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Have you seen the trolling on this site lately?
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>>10703
Sadly. I don't know.
If you mean by my repeat questions. It was my mistake since I didn't see that my first question was already posted.
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>>10704 some dude is acting toxic towards one of the most respected 3D CGI animator on this site by spamming some weird shit and shares links to irl pedo porn. It's probably not that reason cause he spammed pr much on all gurochan boards, not particullary in /req/ and those messages were swiftly deleted, so maybe it's just some technical issues I suppose.

Artwork
Hi, anybody also a fan of torture of boys? If yes, please share interesting pics or links. For example, I have just discovered this: https://www.pixiv.net/en/tags/Palinka Only pitty, the artist has published only several pics till now.

Gore & Death
I got reminded of this while rereading the creep greentext, so more of this pepe (make sure it features blood not just peepeepoopoo so we don't get transfered to /s/)

Gore & Death
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Gore & Death

Literature
Lara was ready for one last jog before the big day. In a few days she would be taking place in a citywide relay for charity, and she was team captain, the one chosen to lead the charge and rally everyone to do their best for the event. Being raised fit her whole life, this is what she lived for, being able to participate in this relay for such a good cause made it all the better.

"Alright girls, we're gonna be going for an hour now, remember to pace yourself! For those of you who don't have the stamina, don't push it! We'll be there for you, just take it easy, as long as you stay in it, you win!"

Lara was leading her group for a practice run so they could guarantee to have a safe and fun time. As she starts the run, so far so good, everyone is all laughs and joy, excitement for the big day rising…however, many, MANY miles away, there was something taking place…something that Lara, or anyone for that matter, could ever account for.

***

"Prepare to test fire the device on my mark. Three…"

In a remote section of land, surrounded by countless miles of high-security fencing, a top-secret government agency was testing the capabilities of a newly-developed, highly advanced weapon, capable of precise strikes of targets over long distances.

"Two…"

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Oops! Hehe. In a strange way, these stories remind me of the old British sitcom "The Brittas Empire" where a leasure-centre manager's well-meaning ineptitude often resulted in multiple casualties!
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>>19611

That sounds like a lovely show ;)

Any cute secretaries among those causalities? Hehe
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>>19614
Haha not that I recall - generally it was people "one day from retirement" or who had just got their lives together, been given a new job, accepted a marriage proposal etc! Or just dozens of bystanders who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time!

Discussion
So, have any of you played it? It's the text game based on a neural network. You're creating the setting and then decide what your character should do, then the game decides what happen next - and you can do literally everything in this game. The original AI Dungeon 2 surprisingly generates a lot of rape content, sometimes even without your participation. But the creator wants to censor the NSFW content, and 4chan anons made their own version of the game and additional text archives based on porn and other text games, it is also allows you to save and tweak the game however you can.

https://www.aidungeon.io/start -

base version, it is now going through censoring and actually saves your dark adventures to the Google database. Though I don't think it's that dangerous because almost everyone is going batshit insane in this game. Just use some throwaway e-mail.

There is also a better version by 4chan anons, which requires the Google Disk and a few additional actions, you can search for it yourself
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>>10578
The thing is you have to type your commands precisely in a special way and sometimes manually save info to AI memory. I probably spent too much time reading pastebins explaining how to play it correctly, but all my sessions was pretty logical (with a bit of randomness every 30 or so steps)
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I am not entirely sure what do you mean "pretty logical" because all those stories in pastebin show exactly how ridiculous it is.
I think this AI has pretty little value on its own but may be interesting if you post your results and comments to discuss them and laugh

here is
one example from my attempt :

> Grab professor's dick


The first thing you have to do is get rid of this guy's dick. The second thing you have to do is find a way to make sure he doesn’t go back home again!

You pull off his pants and take his hard cock into your mouth.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>What?


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>>10605
Are you playing the OP-post version or the 4chan one?

There are settings like temp - which decides the randomness level (it's 0.4, you can set it 0.2 or 0.3), and the more detailed your command is (using the details from the scene which AI generated) and the more variety of words you're using - the better result you get.

(Also AI frequently confuses you with the character or vice versa, you may need to do /retry)

As for one of my stories - I wrote Postal 2 promt. So I came out from the trailer and took the newspaper. It said "Local game developer hires dozens of black people, pays them nothing". I went to my job at RWS. Black people were everywhere, some of them were working, but most of them were idle. I came to my boss and ask for my paycheck. He said that the game I was developing didn't sold well, because it's price was too big. My protagonist responded it was just 5$. The boss said - "Well, I guess the marketing was bad, we must try some new strategy". I asked for money, because I don't work for free and the boss responded he didn't have any. I punched him in the face and searched his desk, found some money and went home. My wife was bitching that I need a new job.

I woke up and realised it's time to pay my rent, pay the fee and pay off my bills. I met my neighboor who said that our landlord's son coming there and he is very angry and threats him with violence, so I should talk to him myself. The man drove here and told me we should immediately have a private talk with him. I entered his car and he drove away. Then my house exploded.

AFter some time wondering around the block I called my best friend and asked if I can stay in his house for a few days. He agreed. I came to his house, but it was empty. Suddenly, his kitchen exploded.


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>>10606
I was playing the original version.

My dreams when I sleep have more logic than this story LOL
But yeah, AI beats anyone in terms of creativity.
Sometimes it is pretty interesting but dam there is no way to predict where it will all go.

It may be interesting to check this
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lu56xVlZ40M

File Sharing
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The first two volumes of Suehiro Maruo's current (and still ongoing) series. It's a story of twins being forced to join a travelling freak show.

https://sukebei.nyaa.se/?page=view&tid=2234634
https://sukebei.nyaa.se/?page=view&tid=2234636
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Damn!! What a great day today is turning out to be! Thank you again Caterpillar!
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Thanks!
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>>966
Has anyone got a copy of volume 2 please?
I can't find it anywhere, the links aren't on the new sukebei.nyaa.si that was set up.
Thanks.
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>>1603
Thanks

Scat
A thread for anal insertion during or right before defecation. (Bonus points if the shit’s mixed with cum.)
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*bump*
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*bump* x2

Literature
Shooting and not much else. Made with random.org; The way clouds shift decided one character was very unlucky ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Roulette


“Alright girls, this right here is a .44 Colt Anaconda loaded with magnums. It has 6 shots so if one of you is lucky, she’ll get to eat a bullet right through the mouth. Tits, pussy and then mouth – very simple. I do the shooting you do the cylinder spin. I switch between you when there’s no shot. Since the first shot is a guaranteed hit, I’ll let you play rock, paper, scissors to decide who goes first.” I explain to the two naked house girls as we sit legs crossed in front of the cozy fireplace.

One is Hanako – a small Asian girl with cute small tits that will get absolutely blown off by the magnums. She also has a tight body and fucks like a maniac, but lacks any discipline so keeping her is not an option. The other girl, to my left, is a busty blonde named Alice. She’s so mentally stunted that I can only use her for sex and cleaning duty, but that’s not so bad because her body is smoking hot. She exercises daily and still keeps her curves. If she was actually cute I could keep her for more than one week, but nature didn’t bless her with a very attractive face.

“3… 2… 1… HA! I win! That’s two out of three!” Ha, I win yelled Hanako with joy.

“Very well. Alice, you’re up. Which tit do you want to sacrifice first?” I ask the blonde to make her unimportant choice.


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Great story!
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>>19533
What's great about it tho?

I had this locked away and forgotten, considering it a mediocre writing at best; but then again, maybe I just don't like what I write anymore…

Scat
Ribbon Goes Poop
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Adeleine Goes Poo
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>>27108

honestly, the worst part is always where you self-congratulate.

Artwork
I would like to introduce you some of my art
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this is just a torso
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this looks better right?
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I have never liked that villains kill heroes.
  when you can use them for your venencia
Lilit and Maya were defeated by Jack
  The milking amputate your limbs.
after a practical lobotmia
and an insertion of an artificial mind
the girls are ready to serve their new master
Now they are simple drones attached to a metal body.
and do not forget the hyperion logo on your buttocks!
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raven meat
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Toga meat

Scat
Any pictures of guys placing their ears on a girl's stomach or using a stethoscope
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This is a subject that interests me a lot. Going to be watching this thread very carefully
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Forgot the name of the manga, all I know is the mangaka is 花犬

3D CGI
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>>21367

Are you talking about The Arena by MikeA? It's over at sexyamazons also
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Hey, good to see you here, GeorgeL! Is the dA stuff gone forever or you will post it elswehere?
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Missing you on DA. Are you going to repost it all somewhere else? Love your work, just love it.
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this is
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everybody is looking forward to sexyamazons 3D fighting in different situations in arena, but uou don't understand it. Please awake! better late than never. and please stop killing children.

Literature
Since there seem to be ongoing glitches, I will continue my story here :-) Enjoy!

Pt 5

By the time Jessica and April returned from their meeting with the organisers, the hall was filling up quite nicely. It was still half an hour or so before the public were to be let in but all the other contestants were there, setting up their demonstrations. Since plagiarism or other types of copying would be pretty much impossible by that point, and all devices and procedures were described on the entry forms, there was no restriction on contestants who were already set up wandering around and taking a look at what others had come up with. Since Penny was well on her way to being done and there was very little for them to do other than wait, the two girls decided to go explore. After setting their video running on the provided screen, showing Penny’s introduction and the early stages of the prep, they set off.

The first thing that struck them both was the number of naked girls and young women either wandering around, helping to set up the devices in or on which they would likely very soon be cooked or simply sitting in the booths, flicking though magazines or on their phones while they waited for their teams to get set up. Nobody other than Penny actually seemed to be cooking yet so it seemed fair to assume most other cooking methods on display that day involved a shorter process. The youngest they saw seemed to be a pair of girls, sisters from the looks of them, around nine or ten years old who were chasing each other around the booth playing tag to the obvious irritation of the team that were trying to set up in there. There were a few young women, mostly from the mixed teams, who looked to be around nineteen or twenty but most seemed to be in their mid-teens, as was fairly typical for meat girls. Chatting with each other as they explored, April and Jessica pondered how many had been purchased for the demonstrations and how many were friends or family members talked into helping out.

Although no girls were cooking yet, it was not too difficult to work out the rough mechanics of the majority of entries. There seemed to be a lot of variations on the traditional spit or stew pot but others were a little more intriguing, such as a device that seemed to consist of a pair of flexible tubes, like thick garden hoses, fed from something that they were pretty sure was a repurposed immersion heater from an old house! There was also a sort of cage which had several cables running from it as if it cooked by passing electric current through the girl.

“Wow, that’s gotta hurt!” Jessica observed, looking with a mixture of fear and fascination at what she was pretty sure was a deep-fryer. It was a large tank of straw-coloured oil which, while not boiling yet, was clearly starting to heat up. Beside it, on the floor for now but attached to a kind of hoist system and swinging arm was a metal basket large enough for a girl or small adult to sit in with her knees tucked up. A petite brunette around there own age stood close by, naked buy holding a folder in her hands and giving sharp instructions to the boys who made up the rest of the team – clearly in this mixed team she was both the leader and test-subject! At least she would know what she was letting herself in for and there could be no question about her willingness, April and Jessica thought to themselves.

“I guess we should get back to our booth.” April commented, noticing that the hall was starting to fill up and that not everyone was attached to a team so the public must have been allowed in. “I hope Penny was able to sleep like she wanted to and that it’s not hurting her too much.”

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>>19566
Haha your comments before did make me think of Apu!
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Pt 6

“Well, this is it!” Jessica took a deep breath and glanced over at April who seemed to be a picture of confidence, despite how important this moment was for them. She had known the taller girl for long enough to know that she would be just as nervous as she was below the surface but was very good at assuming a mask of confidence when the situation called for it.

The organisers and judges were assembled, a curious crowd of onlookers made up of the public and other contestants gathered behind them. All were waiting to see how well the simple slow-cooking device had worked. Multiple cameras and phones were focussed on the girls, stood behind the box, including a very large one being held by the official cameraman of the event. Obviously Penny could not be the one to do the talking this time so April began.

“Ladies and gentlemen, judges and organisers, thank you for coming to our presentation.” She paused for the polite smattering of applause that followed. “As you will see from the video section of the presentation,” she indicated the screen which had been muted but was still playing, the time-stamps clearly visible in the bottom left corner, “our subject, Penny, has been cooking for several hours and was alive and fully cooperative when the process began.” She removed the slightly damp rolled towel which covered her late friend’s face. Penny looked serene, as if enjoying a lovely dream. Other than some redness, nobody would be able to tell from looking at her head that her body was thoroughly cooked. Of course, this meant there was no way Jessica and April could know for sure whether their device had worked effectively. There was no reason why it should not have done but this was, after all, the first test on anything bigger than a fish! “Oh well,” April whispered under her breath, “moment of truth!”

Working together, the two girls lifted the lid off the box and set it on its end, upright, at one end of the table. There was a feeling of warmth that hit their faces, like leaving an air-conditioned building and going out onto the street on a hot day but it was not hot like opening an oven. With a small garden tool, April gently raked the top layer of compost, careful not to push too deep and risk puncturing the foil.

“As you can see,” April continued with almost audible relief, “the charcoal layer is now spent and reduced to ash. While it is still warm, it is no melting or fire risk and can simply be mixed in with the compost for the next use.” As practised, Jessica retrieved a large builder’s bag and set it at on the floor at the end of the table. At the other end, below the head-shelf and technically under Penny’s shoulders, April slid a small, wedge-shaped metal device with a crank-handle. As she turned the handle, the wedge expanded like a car jack and lifted the box to an angle of about twenty degrees. One this was done, Jessica lifted the upper section of the foot of the box out of its grooves and a small shower of compost tumbled into the waiting bag. Carefully, using brushes from a dust-pan and brush set, the two girls swept the warm mix of compost and grey charcoal ash out of the box and into the bag, revealing the metallic chrysalis which contained Penny’s hopefully-cooked body.

The bag was moved out of the way and the box lowered back to its horizontal resting place. Knowing that the foil-wrapped meat was likely to be very hot to the touch, the girls donned oven gloves and, after removing the top half of the neck brace, gently and very carefully lifted their cooked friend out of the box and laid her in front of it on the metal table, looking a little like an ancient mummy unearthed from some Egyptian tomb.

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Since Pt4 seems to be inaccessable on the original thread, here it is again (Courtesy of Robblu and his Pastebin!)

Pt4

Penny supposed she must have drifted off to sleep because she did not remember anyone else coming into the room but now she was vaguely aware of chatter close by and metallic scraping, presumably from equipment being rolled into place.

“Hang in there.” A kind voice said as she felt more icy cold water being poured into her slightly-open mouth. She swallowed it instinctively and gratefully. “Not too much longer to go now.” Breathing seemed to be becoming harder and she now felt uncomfortably hot, as if she were suffering from a terrible fever. Her body seemed to be telling her that she was trapped and that she needed to escape but her head could not make sense if it. She could not remember exactly where she was, why it was dark or why she was feeling so hot but the situation had a certain rightness about it, as if it were to be expected and everything was as it should be.

There was a different sensation on her lips now. A nice one. Was someone kissing her?

“Wow that tasted different!” A voice said close to her. Perhaps it was the one who had given her the encouragement a few moments earlier but maybe not. Penny thought about asking but she wasn’t actually sure she could talk and, even if she could, it felt like a lot of effort that she did not care strongly enough to make. “I think her insides are cooking!”

“Wow, really?” Another, similar voice spoke. What was that about cooking? Was someone preparing a meal for them? Insides of what? “I need to try!” Penny felt soft lips on hers again and an inquisitive tongue in her mouth followed by a curious sucking sensation, as if the person kissing her were trying to steal her breath. There was more talking but Penny couldn’t focus on the words. The near-by voices seemed to grow less distinct and mingle with the many other voices in the background.

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Incredible ending to an incredible story. You haven't lost your touch. 10/10.
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>>19571
Thank you so much :-D

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