>>25770
Pretty sure this is it:
hxxps://exhentai.org/g/462805/7f2f8718f2/

Thanks that was really bugging me.

Can someone help me find this hentai? I seen it on this vid but have no idea where it's from.

If anyone could help me find a hentai, essentially its in a hot spring, and some girl pisses off another girl which for some reason can control water, so she uses her power to send water into the girl's butt basically giving her an enema. Her belly inflates and after wards she tries to leaves with her bloated belly but she loses control and sprays water all over the floor. I remember it being in black and white and having a slightly cutesy art style.

Any femcan art is welcome

Just post in the regular cannibalism thread you doofus, its 95% female content already.

>>74945
Yes, but the said content is where the females are the victims only

>>74945
You know lord Doofus? Didn't expect to meet a UA fan here.

I'll forever mourn 2001 as the last dying gasps of the post Cold War euphoria of the 90's.
Osama deserved the bullet to the head he got.

>>9983
He waged war on a hostile empire and targeted matured economic and military headquarters. Yeah he deserves to rot and he's not the only one

According to the testimonies of his children Osama was just totally insane freak even if he was pretty good at organizing things.

But I highly doubt his significant role in 9/11. especially when even public CIA documents point to Arabs as a main source.

That place hadn't been updated with new chapters or series for years. I wouldn't place much hope in it getting back up again, the site owner most likely abandoned it.

>>9625
I know, but it's still a bummer. Where else am I going to find old forgotten stuff like that Kago series where the symbiote tails lived in peoples' butts and gave them superpowers?

can anyone recommend alternative sites to guromanga.com?

That really sucks. Does anybody have an archive? Also, if guromanga's administrator is around here, would you be willing to talk about selling/giving rights to somebody else? If my income permits it, I would like to do it

>>9655

Your only hope is scouring RAW sharing sites.

Fort some reason goggle refuses to translate that even if I kinda van Understand what is said there.

only first page has some meaning:

これより余剰人員の整理を行います
We will sort out surplus personnel

対象者はすみやかに穴に頭を入れボ夕ンを押してください
The subject should immediately put his head in the hole and press the button.


and later it looks like only one phrase is repeated demanding her to press the button

It was already translated a while ago:

>>>/g/48964
>>>/g/48965
>>>/g/48966
>>>/g/48967
>>>/g/48968
>>>/g/48969
>>>/g/48970
>>>/g/48971

Short and to the point. Very good.

That was good. I'd hardly call that consensual, but it was an enjoyable little story.

loved it. more please?

I came soo much

Most of my stories end with gutting, and one or two have some seppuku.

Thanks

The tourists watched, tensely, as the loin-clothed girl knelt, and the man behind her drew his sword. She picked up a dagger, carefully grabbing it with both hands. Some flinched as she quickly pulled it to her stomach's side, stopping short. Closing her eyes, she tried a few more stabbing motions.

Tears streamed down her face, and after taking a breath, she bowed. The sword flashed through with a crack, and her head fell with a thud, rolling while the neck spilled its contents. The relaxed body slowly slumped to the side, prompting the audience to stand and clap.

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Also, Hitomi posted some at Dolcettish.com and FetNoir.com

You can search with ctrl+f or find option in the home page of /lit/ then you search "Land of Rising Sun"

Guys, go to his pixiv account. There are some good stuff there

AyaSwan I think your work is so cute! You draw so creative dead people XD

Was of wonder you do request?
Am of wanting "Brainlet" AyaSwan girl like pic related
It must be not too horrific of normies so can post on 4chan blue without the bans @_@

Last time post at 4chan your girl with no brain I ban :(

Make AyaSwan brainlet plzzzzzz!

>>21545

/biz/raeli here. I fucking knew your lurked here.

Executioners Tale by P.L. Nunn

hxxp://plnunn.com/store/product/executioners-tale/

Is there a place to actually get a hold of it?

vore digestion

Fate let out a yell of release as she unleashed a beam of crackling energy at the necrotic barrier encapsulating the city. She felt a spark of pride when her attack finally managed to crack through the shell, but it was quickly overshadowed by confusion as she watched the entire barrier collapse, sucked in on itself before vanishing completely. Gwen’s voice crackled into her ear a moment later.

“The barrier’s… gone,” she reported. “Can’t be sure how much we helped with that, but our sensors are going wild with readings. Lots of hostiles, although a significant portion of them appear to be dropping like flies throughout the city. I do read life signs, although there’s not many and they’re pretty scattered out. Oh…”

The sudden surprise in Gwen’s voice concerned Fate. “What is it?”

“More readings. There’s a cluster of life readings and hostiles at the city’s airport. Also, the airport appears to be partially on fire.”

“Sounds like someone’s having a party without us,” Fate said, turning and hurrying back to the ship’s hatch. “Think you could get us an invite?”

“Already punching in the coordinates.”

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Zarya flexed her muscles around the pair of squirming captives she had under her arms, hauling them along in the direction of Bathory and Harley’s apartment hideaway. Rayne strolled along beside her, eyes occasionally turning to fix on the lively blood bags. She ran her tongue along her lips and fangs, her lobotomized brain wavering between Bathory’s control and her desire to feed. It was a battle she was gradually losing, mouth salivating more with each step she took. The bizarre behavior of the mutant zombies that had captured them aside, Samus and Kara knew that wherever they were being brought, nothing good would come of it. But Zarya’s undead muscles seemed to show no signs of fatigue, remaining flexed around them and limiting their range of movement down to the most meager of wiggling.

Then the barrier came down.

The mutant zombies took no notice of the change, Zarya too focused on delivering her cargo and Rayne too busy trying to decide which of the morsels would be the tastiest. The unblemished rays of morning sunlight fell across the foursome. Kara let out a shocked gasp that bordered on orgasmic as the sun soaked into her body, giving her Kryptonian powers a much needed charge. It wasn’t long before she had enough strength to properly struggle against Zarya. A few moments more and she was on the verge of breaking free. Her captive’s surprising strength shifted Zarya’s focus. In order to try to secure the woman fighting free, her dull, rotting brain decided to release Samus and close Kara into a bearhug. With the full might of Supergirl restored, Kara broke free from the iron-like grip with ease.

Rayne let out a shriek and leapt onto Kara’s back, using the woman’s escape as a convenient excuse to begin her feast. Baring her fangs, her head lunged forward, burying her mouth against the side of Supergirl’s throat and biting down with the force of a rabid pit bull. Against her victim’s sun-charged, nearly impenetrable skin, Rayne’s sharp fangs shattered. The zombified dhampir howled in agony as twin streaks of pain shot up through her mouth, dark blood gushing out over Kara’s neck. Rayne’s attempt to bite her pushed Supergirl beyond the limits of what she could take. With her powers nearly fully restored, her fury was unstoppable and deadly.

Bringing her fist up, Kara smashed her knuckles into Rayne’s face, crushing her nose flat and sending several more of her teeth down her throat. She spun, bringing the mutant zombie off her back and throwing her to the ground. A scream of anger rolled up her throat as she dropped over Rayne, taking turns pounding her fists into the undead woman’s increasingly disfigured face. Rayne fought back with jerking movements, attempting to jam her arm-blades into Kara’s sides, only to have them crack against her attacker’s resilient skin. With a wet cracking, Rayne’s face caved in under Supergirl’s assault. Her arms dropped to her sides, jerking as she dug the heels of her boots into the street and bucked her hips up against Kara’s crotch. Kara kept punching, knowing she would not be satisfied until the mutant zombie’s head was fully destroyed.

Irritated by the sudden turn of events, Zarya lifted her cannon-arm at Kara’s back, determined to regain control of her captives. Although it didn’t look like Kara needed much help, Samus had no intention of sitting on the sidelines and watching the show unfold. She fumbled with the lightsaber hilt, making sure the exit port was aimed away from her, and thumbed the button. Her eyes lit up as a glowing yellow blade erupted from one end of the weapon, a cold smirk filling her face as she shifted her line of sight to Zarya. She stepped beside the muscular mutant zombie and brought the scorching heat of the lightsaber blade down over her forearm, cleaving through the thick meat and the solid metal fused into it with ease. The disarming strike coincided with Zarya attempting to fire the cannon. The sudden damage caused the weapon to explode. The fiery force threw Samus back, tumbling onto her back and rolling. She jutted the lightsaber out to her side as the momentum of the blast carried her along, keeping herself from being diced up by the blade.

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Rebecca’s panicked report left Veronica and Gwen more than a little unsettled as they closed in on the life signs they were tracking. Susan’s death was a bit of a blow. The woman had always been so cautious, almost to the point of it being irritating. Whatever creature they’d encountered, it was nothing to be trifled with. They found Fuuka and Kay-Em not far from the destroyed bunker. Thankfully, the pair were just as eager to get on board the shuttle as the MVA agents were to get back into the air. Gwen explained the situation as best she could manage to Fuuka as she gave her a brief medical check, while Veronica fought back her unease with Kay-Em. She’d gotten used to living in a world filled with horrifying monsters capable of killing people in quick fashion, but the android’s head was a thing of technical wonder that could not be denied.

“You guys are just lucky we were able to take down that big ass dragon thing before you arrived,” Kay-Em told Veronica. “The air wasn’t a safe place to be back then.”

“You’re incredible,” Veronica gasped, unable to resist running her fingers along Kay-Em’s face and the torn seam of her neck, doing her best to get a clear look of her inner workings as she could. “Who made you?”

Kay-Em frowned. “Buy a girl a fucking drink first, geez,” she snapped. “I’m not just some talking toaster you can go jamming your fingers into. Consent is important!”

Veronica pulled her hands back swiftly. “Sorry.” She blushed with embarrassment. “I’ve just never seen anything like you before.”

“And you’ll never see anything like me again, honey,” Kay-Em shot back. “I’m one of a kind. The Beta Test that went pro. But you look like the technically savvy sort. I bet you could persuade me into spilling a few of my design secrets. On one condition.”

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After a thorough shower to get the stench of the Necropolis off of her, Fate made her way to Director Carter’s office to deliver her full preliminary report. She didn’t have much in the way of details. Most of what she did have had come from the survivors she’d picked up and attempting to piece together their varied stories. “Fuuka and Kay-Em seem to think that the monster they identified as the leader was the source of the barrier and the zombies, but I’m not convinced,” she said. “Although the barrier fell with that creature, as did the zombies, the more complex mutants were not apparently affected. It’s possible they attained enough sentience to separate themselves from whatever psychic link connected the leader to its minions, but – from what they say – the thing exhibited no ability to breach realities. And as capable as they are, I doubt any of them would have been able to actually kill whatever it was that caused this.”

The survivors had already gone through processing. The majority of them had agreed to the offer of psychiatric therapy the MVA offered. Fate figured that would be a lengthy process. She’d only seen a little of what the nightmarish city had to offer and she was considering getting herself an appointment for a session or two just to keep anything from festering. There was also the question of what to do with the survivors long term. Not many lived to walk out of the Necropolis, but there were still enough to make it one of the largest dimensional displacements the MVA had encountered. If they added in the number of dead, it was the largest by far. Fate suspected the number of casualties would only get higher once they got into the city and really started to investigate.

The offers of employment at the MVA were not a surprise. Fate had suspected Carter would do such a thing. Several of the women had even accepted the offer already. Michonne, Xian Mei, and Zoey had signed up without hesitation. With the little she knew about the women’s home dimensions, she wasn’t surprised. She suspected they’d have gladly signed up for janitorial duties at the MVA to avoid having to deal with anymore zombie-infested pits of doom. Samus Aran, Kara Danvers, Fuuka, and Kay-Em had also agreed to join up, determined to do what they could to prevent something like the Necropolis from ever happening again.

The Necropolis itself was under strict quarantine. The investigators assigned to the case were pouring over the hours of video footage Kay-Em had collected during her time in the city. The footage contained plenty of useful information and a fairly complete timeline of events for the party she’d been in, as well as a thorough mapping of the city itself, but so far no clues had been found to tell them what had actually caused the event. The plan to put boots on the ground in the city to conduct a more hands on examination were still in the works, but the process was moving ahead with slow caution after the death of Susan Storm. The MVA wasn’t keen on sending in more lambs for the slaughter. Until they came up with a solid plan of securing the site and exterminating whatever threat still lurked within it, the investigation would be a slow process and the city would remain under lockdown.

After taking in all the information Fate had to offer, Samantha Carter dismissed her. It was a big damn mess, and not the only one she had on her plate. Feeling the tension in her shoulders creeping up her neck, threatening to spawn migraine, Sam leaned back in her seat and rubbed at her temples, fighting the urge to cash in the significant amount of vacation time she’d earned.

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https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?id=900934

lots of piss, a few toilet pics

ttps://www.gurochan.cx/req/res/8622.html