Okay
there are 2 doujinshis I'm looking for

First
A female Biology teacher showes the human anatomy to her students by cutting herself open. (rough discrition) Title was something with "3rd Grade Biology class" or near that.

Second
A unpopular female student is forced by the teacher to be a bisection subject. Somthing like Unpopular Student" or something.

Maybe I remember some details of both Storys but it's a minute since I saw them around. (Bearbeitet)

Two maho shoujo girls (magic girls) are fighting, both have these huge flat blade light sabers.

One is doing the edgy quiet victory pose, while the other has half her torso melted and her organs exposed.

It was super detailed and I need it for reference.

Like, the hearts artery was pumping blood into the air and her face was all flabbergasted.

It wasn't exactly gruesome, but her torso was melted to the bone and her organs were exposed. It was more so shock value and macabre than bloody horror.

They were displayed neatly, like they were anatomically correct in their presentation.

Can we have, like, a separate board for AI stuff? I don't want to see it. Nobody actually imagined that, nobody told that story, it's just words put together in a likely order / images mixed together to look arguably coherent. I respect that some people like it or don't mind, so let them have a board!

Searching for a particular comic/story, with McGonnagall magically removing Hermione's genitals. I know I've seen it here somewhere, but I'm failing to find it. Thanks.

Im looking for a picture: a female mage stepped into a trap resulted in a spear came from bottom and impaled her trough the pussy and ripped out her uterus through the lower body. To see her uterus speared and dangling directly in front of her gave her a surprised and some kind of frightened face.

can someone help?

Within the halls of a collapsing chasm. the sounds of rubble falling from the ceiling above echoed through the dark pathways, being mixed with the desperate panting of a woman running for her very life. She listened to the sounds that echoed throughout the corridor, hoping to use the reactions that the environment gave back to her ears as directions, but her speedy advance took priority over everything, her survivability above all else.

“…I have to hurry! I can’t die in a place like this!” The woman heaved in a frantic motion, continuing to run about at a steady pace.

The ceiling continued to fall, the rubble hitting the floor and continuing to fill the woman with dreadful thoughts as it continued to block potential exits for her to get out of. Whether it be sheer karma for something she did, the place was not getting along with her and was not providing any way for her to get out. Despite this, she paid no attention to the dark grey walls that surrounded her, which consisted of a brick like material that dimmed with a gloomy coloration due to the dying torches and falling of dust filling her vision.

The floor, while having an appealing design to it, was ignored as the rubble crushed and cracked its intricate detailing as the woman passed trying to avoid her gruesome fate. So far, she seemed to be doing alright, as there was a great amount of space between the walls to her right and left despite the ceiling continuing to fall down towards her.
Eventually, after running about for a few more minutes, she eyed something on ahead, noticing a large opening in the distance. With what energy she had left, she made a mad dash towards the opening.

Once she was a few paces away from the entranceway, she dived forward with all her might into the room; tumbling on the floor until she laid flat on her back. Though her body was kicked up with dirt and grim, she survived, much to her relief.

After taking a few heavy breaths of air and coughing whatever soot filled her lungs out from her mouth, she rose up onto her hands and knees; shaking her head back and froth form the experience.


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Hi! I love drawing snuff, and I'll upload new snuff to this thread! I'll keep uploading as long as people keep commenting.

I do a lot of furries right now, but I hope to do more humans. I hope you guys can be inspiration for me to do that. Lemme know what you think of my stuff!

Here's my first ever story on GuroChan. It's about a snuff war between TikTok influencers and established Hollywood actresses. Hope you all enjoy!

Let's see those nasty, sexy vampires getting hunted and killed.

I really love this manga, but i heard that there is a novel written by an auto called Shi Yan. Is there anyway to get his work in English or any non Chinese language? has someone found it somewhere?

I've seen a couple of guro pics on r34, does anyone have any others?

…this is remix of someone else's pic i created to get started

I was making a game, here are some my pixel draw, hope you like.

Is the filter/hide posts button coming back anytime soon?

Choose your destiny

Helllo folks, I'm looking for an old short story of a young brunette model captured by two (some kind of mexicant looking) guys. They rape and dismember her legs and arms with a chainsaw. At the end they stick her dismembered body on a spit and open her belly with a knife. She is stil alive.

I'm not really shure if the name of the story was "the model".

And I'm not shure, if it was drawn by an artist named "Zerns" but it'as long time ago, I've seen it somewere.

The last time, Ive found it as a PDF bevore I had a system crash on my harddrive.

Can someone help me out?

(The picture on the left is drawn by zerns but not from the story I'm looking for.)

Cindy recognised the thigh boots mini skirt girl from Amy's Video as she banged something against a table and said

'New girls fill in a form, be honest lying WILL be PUNISHED!'

Some of the other girls were now handing out forms which were being passed around. Cindy took one and passed the rest on. It said again on the top 'Be honest lying WILL be PUNISHED!'. The first bit was easy, Name, Cindy. The next part seemed a bit more complex, it said Age but followed with 'Girls under 10 get a free pass. DO NOT LIE WE WILL CHECK!'. Cindy looked about, she looked at the girl near by who wrote in her age, 7y6m. Cindy knew it was right as she had talked to the girl before they saw the video. Cindy sighed and wondered why she was hesitating, she filled it in, 7y3m. She couldn't understand why she felt disappointed, didn't she want a free pass. I mean she had just seen what might happen to her if not.

Next question, breast size. She blushed, she thought hers were fairly big, well at least average, but she wasn't really sure and they definitely weren't as big as Amy's. She looked at the girls next to her, 7y6m 26a. Cindy could see tiny bumps under her top, she tried not to laugh, hers were definitely bigger than that. The girl on the other side, 10y9m 30b. Cindy flushed all over briefly, wow! she had quite a lot bigger cup size, why did it make her feel good knowing that. She filled in her cup size 26d and looked around trying to read what some of the other girls wrote, 8y9m 28aa, 12y10m 30c. Cindy felt a weird flush again and wondered if hers were actually pretty big. She tried her best to think NO! they couldn't possibly be that BIG already, it just felt a lot better when she let herself secretly indulge, wow! she had a bigger cup size than a girl who was nearly 13.

Next question, estimated blend time. WHAT! How could she answer that honestly. She felt all tingly and weird again, if Amy could last 1m12s then she guessed she could maybe last 50s, she was blushing again just thinking about it. She wasn't really sure she could last that long, she was pretty sure she couldn't, but it felt really exciting to put in the highest possible time she could get away with. She looked at what the other girls had written, 7y6m 26a 5s, 8y9m 28aa 8s, 10y9m 30b 12s, 12y10m 30c 22s. Cindy thought to herself Jeez! they all wrote such low times what a bunch of small breasted babies. She flushed hard again, OMG! what was she doing, she gulped then rubbed her age out and put in 10y0m. Before she could change her mind her paper was pulled away like someone knew she had written a lie. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!

She desperately wanted to change her age back to the correct amount but it was too late. Thigh boots mini skirt girl already had all the papers, she spread them out on the table in front of her and pulled out a few.

TBG 'If I call your name come up to the front'…. 'Sandra 14y2m 32dd 40s'.

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Tags: vampire, loli, burning, rape, semi-con/dubcon

Flames illuminated abandoned castle. Deathly pale young looking, child-like even, lady sitting in a luxurious couch - vampiress Elizabeth. Blonde curls emplasized her sparkling crimson eyes. Beneath her a woman on her knees. In a dreamy state, she moved her tounge licking cold labia, pushing them apart, touching clithoris on it's way up and going back to repeat the circle. Elizabeth answered by grabbing her thrall's hair. She hastened, letting tounge in, eager to please her mistress, but she interrupts her mindless endeavor lifting her my her hair. A bolt, destined for a vampire, entered thrall's nape emerging from her mouth. Blood squirts on vampire's pale skin.

"Not even gonna knock, hunter? What audacity." Said vampire, standing up dropping a dying body on the floor.

A tall man walked in through dark corridor, putting away a crossbow. His face was concealed by a broad-brim hat.
"Sorry to interrupt." Hunter unsheathed his sword.
"Oh, don't worry. I don't mind you taking her place." Elizabeth slowly approached, swinging her hips side to side.

Air got heavier with every step. Both opponents could feel each other's bloodlust. In a quick motion Elizabeth lunged first, but hunter retalliated, leaving a deep cut. She hissed and unleashed a flurry of claw swipes on him. Light-footed, he managed to dodge some of them, but ultimately got thrown out of balance. Following low sweep brought hunter on the ground. Elizabeth pounced on him. Sword was kicked out of hunter's hand. They struggled, trading punches and scratches, rolling on the stone floor. She didn't knew fatigue, and if he would continue close combat, she would absolutely maul him. Gritting his teeth hunter was forced to surrender, letting her climb on top.

"Ooh, what happiend? Exhausted already?" Elizabeth's hands was pressing on hunter's chest. Her small chest and respectable thights formed a beautiful pear figure. Lofty smile appeared on her face. "Or did you already fell for me?"

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Torik was down on his luck lately. A few weeks prior, he had woken up to an empty pocket and a nasty hangover at the gambler’s place. Days after that, his chickens, the sole companions he had on his home, were stolen in the middle of broad daylight. After that, his favorite cousin died after in a freak accident involving cows and coconuts. And last night, he had run finally out of weed. Life sucked, and it took all of his willpower to leave his bed earlier in the morning.

He contemplated ending it all after breakfast, but decided that a long day spent chopping firewood ought to clear his mind. After picking up his axe and and a bundle of twine, he set out.

That would turn out to be the best decision he’s made.

After a long day of gathering firewood in the safest forest around, Torik spotted a shield on the ground. He had dreamt to be an adventurer when he was a boy and still carries some of his aspirations in heart, and so he ran over to inspect the thing in hopes that he could carry it home.

Turning it over, Torik’s nose turned up as he saw a severed arm still hooked at the shield’s enarmes. He dropped the thing with a clang. Beyond it lay several more weapons, and soon he saw the bodies. His legs quivered, wanting to carry him from immediate danger, however his more adventurous spirit welled up and took over him in full. The next thing he knew, he was among Sahja’s massacred party.

Bandits. That was the first word that came to mind when Torik inspected the dead adventurer’s pockets and finding them empty. He went from corpse to corpse, hoping to find something of worth to pawn or even use himself. A few corpses worth of fruitless looting later he stumbled upon a great prize.

A fine specimen of a catgirl lay in the ground before him, tits up and eyes wide. A straight line of blood trailed from where her throat was slit. Hands reached out for her open throat, probably trying in vain to stop the blood from leaving her system. Paleness took over her skin from the lack of blood left in her system. Torik knew the girl, at least by name. They had stopped by the town’s inn for a spell just the day before and now she was dead. Dead gorgeous that is, he added mentally.

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SauceNAO has failed

It was the sound of high pitched  moans which alerted the man in the khaki uniform to the fact that someone was upstairs still. He was high on speed and coke and alcohol and had a raging hardon due to the probably unhealthy amount of viagra he had thrown in. He hadn't actually checked if there was someone still in the building, after he had seen the target of his violent fantasies: that woman from the tram, blond, with big full breasts, sleeping in her bedroom. A beauty. A true milf.

In his right hand the man held his knife. In his left a bunch of fabrics coated in stimulants, just like the ones that he was on. The drugs and his perverse predisposition and the fixed idea to commit a lust murder just to know how it felt had brought him here.

Just a few steps had separted him from his victim, when he heard the moans. He froze, exhaled, bit on his lips. Female. Young. Coming from upstairs. So that beautiful but exhausted looking woman on the bed, a doctor from the nearby hospital, whom he had stalked several days now before he, fired up by the drugs, finally brought up the courage to do it… truely was a milf. He had to check. Of course.

After sneaking up and peeping through a barely opened bathroom door, the man saw the little girl. 10… probably 11. She was masturbating, moaning even. Her eyes were closed. And suddenly a new idea formed in his perverse head, one which was even more violent… more disgusting.

When he had snuck through the corridor below he had noted a little handheld cam, one of the modern ones, easy to carry on a cupboard. He had actually thought about using it to witness and record the deed…the murder by his hands… but his urges had hurried him on. But there was a TV in the mothers room, just opposite of the bed with red satin sheets on which she was sleeping. This was the home of a little family that was well off…

A violent grin accompanied the terrible plan, that was forming in his mind.

He had to act quickly though, If he wanted to "catch" that little girl in the act still. Her mom was sleeping deeply, but for what his sick mind had cooked up, she would have to be awake.. but bound.

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