Kate was an avid bow hunter. She had learned from her father as a young girl and grew to really enjoy the hunt. Kate was raised Christian in a strict household. Her sister was a beautiful girl and they had always been strangely close. She had improper thoughts about her younger sister for as long as she could remember. They were only two years apart. They had discovered their own bodies together and in their teenage years even masturbated together. As time went on her attraction and guilt grew together.

She was a beautiful woman. She was short and stocky with milky white skin and long flowing black hair that ended around the small of her back. Her bellybutton was low on her body between the start of her wide hip bones. She had fended off advances from men for the past 25 years and her family was starting to get impatient with her. Her future was starting to look very grim from her point of view.

She fantasized about killing her self in all kinds of ways. Strangulation seemed appealing but after looking up what auto erotic asphyxiation victims look like post mortem she started leaning towards more violent impulses. She grew to enjoy the idea of her beautiful white body covered in blood. She started thinking about shooting or stabbing her self while masturbating. She would take a knife and poke at herself as she masturbated.

On a hunt one day she hit a deer a little low in the stomach. It took her forever to track it and when she found it, it was suffering and bleeding everywhere. It took a very long time to expire. She eventually finished it off with another arrow to the heart. She had a thought. Maybe if her death was slow and terrible enough, god would forgive her for taking her own life. She was constantly masturbating and was hopelessly in love with her sister.

Her sister was engaged now and planning her wedding. It was coming up in 6 months. She knew she would be gone forever. Her depression grew and grew. Her vibrator and her weapons were being used non stop. She didn’t smoke or drink much. Her only vice and release was her own body. She focused more and more on her belly area. She loved pushing scissors into her deep belly button until blood ran down in a small trickle. It drove her wild.


She wanted to die. She needed the ultimate release and she was sure she knew how to get there. She searched the internet for ways to keep herself alive a long time. She studied arrow velocities and types. She wanted the arrow to penetrate, but not to go sailing through her body. She needed to suffer for more reasons than she understood.


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If you lads got some dead Pokemon females, post here!

I have fantasies about my sis being snuffed on the loo. Totally out there kinda stuff, was wondering if anyone else had thoughts that sorta aligned

His killer first noticed him at the corner store...he was really pretty, as boys can be at eleven...but as the boy fumbled for exact change at the counter...the man standing behind him was getting an erection as all the man noticed was the eleven year old's beautiful boyish..almost feminine hands...The man knew the boy was going to die right then...and he was already imagining how slowly he was going to kill and fuck him...sucking on those long fingers...biting into the soft meat of his knuckles....The man was flushed with desire...his murder boner must be noticeable, he thought

There's plenty of kill-the-above, kill my character, and other threads in /RP. I know there's rules against real gore, but would using pictures of real people to represent a character's appearance violate the rules?

Hello guys, maybe someone knows about who is the artist of this pictures?

Hi, I launched similar thread to Requests but let's continue here also. My main fetisch is pissing with mom. So do you have any pics, art, comics etc where's shota and his mom (aunt, teacher, random MILF) who shows little shota how girl pees?

Such a rare fetisch but is there any pics, art, comicvs or whatever where shota watches his mom pissing, mom shows boys how girls pee ...?

Mr. Sharpe listened for the bell to start class. The Sophomore class was filled with 10 girls and two
boys, and they were all talking to friends and milling around the class, slowly meandering to their seats
before the bell rang. The classroom looked like most high school biology class rooms, with a long
laboratory table in the front of the classroom for the teacher to demonstrate on, with a sink in one end
of the counter. Under the table was cabinetry like a kitchen. This table was slightly different in that it
had a raised rim around the edge of the counter, and some unusual equipment mounted on the ceiling.
The ceiling had some high-intensity lights aimed at the counter, and a chain hoist sliding on an overhead
rail.

The bell sounded, and Mr. Sharpe stood at the front and waited for the class to quiet down.

"I have an important announcement. As you know, this class is for vivisection. We've spent most of the
semester studying the anatomy and physiology that we will use in our actual vivisection case. Well,

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A few years ago I saw a fantasy snuff video with an Asian chick tied up and getting shot with arrows. Does anyone know where I can find it?

Who have comics AFCombat? Trade me?

Jaime's Block

It was almost Midnight, yet most of the residents of Marlow were not at home sleeping. Thousands of people were gathered outside the Marlow County Termination Center. The owner of the establishment, Ken Norris, was, among other things, an avid enthusiast for science and engineering. Every year he commissioned a new, deadly, execution device to be designed and constructed by the high school engineering teams. The newest machine was, like many of those standing in the field behind the Termination Center, designed to be quick, but inflict excruciating pain on the victim. Ken Norris believed that easy death was not enough to deter crime.

Jaime's Block, as it was named – after the leader of the engineering team that designed it – was designed to crush a convict's head to a pulp. It had three large cubes of solid concrete were suspended between an arch over a concert bench. The victim's heads were secured by harnesses on the side of the bench. As if that was not enough, each block had two sharp, thin, needles protruding right above where the victim's eyes would be; holes were drilled into the bench below to keep the nails from being crushed. Convicts were to be strapped in facing up.

Ken's new machine was not the only reason for such a large crowd, however; it's first day of service was also the first mass execution of minors in the town's history. Nobody felt bad for them, and, in fact, most of the people in the crowd were eager to watch them die. Four days prior, they attempted to rob a restaurant; the leader of the operation – a sixteen-year-old kid named Ash Richardson – pulled a gun and killed the owner and his six-year-old daughter, and put the man's wife in a coma. Ash was himself killed in a shootout with police, and his coconspirators were arrested. They were sentenced to death the next day.

The six girls who were to be first in trying out Jaime's Block were stripped naked, then escorted one-by-one to their doom.

The first was Melody Swanson; Ash's girlfriend and second in command of their group. She was thirteen, a little curvy at the hips, with full, melon-sized, breasts, and shoulder-length red hair. Even though she was about to die, Melody walked with the head up and fire in her emerald green eyes. There was nothing to regret, Melody thought, and she rather enjoyed the attention. She kept a smile even as they laid her on the ground and strapped her head to the bench.

Melody's hands were tied to her thighs, with her fingers resting on her crotch, and she was quick to take notice. "One more for the road," She thought to herself as she closed her eyes and started to rub her pussy. The guards did not bother to stop her, as the executions aired on cable networks and anything that would increase subscriptions was welcome by Ken Norris.

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Can someone tell me the identity of the dead woman in this pic? She's from Universal Century Gundam obviously but I don't know her name.

This Tread is from a friend's fetish. He did hike naked in the woods, almost as a dare. His fantasy was to be shot in the belly area with arrows, so I amused him with this series.

Rikki-tikki-tavi vore

(Contains scat, urine, and, later, sex)

Part 1: Mouse Munchies

Rikki-tikki-tavi, a young mongoose, had been hearing complaints from several bird and frog friends of his. Several mice had been harassing their kids, throwing stones and berries at them. Finally, Rikki-tikki had had enough. As they came near, to harass once more, he called to them "Leave now or you'll regret it!" "We're here to have a little fun." said a mouse. "Game's over." said the mongoose. The mouse threw a berry at him, which splattered on his fur. "Get out of the way punk!" said the mouse. "Now you go too far!" said Rikki-tikki. He chased them and pinned them all down, burying them somewhat in dirt so they couldn't escape. He grabbed the first mouse, the one who had been the leader. "I'm going to teach you a little lesson." said the mongoose. "Don't kill us." said the mice. "I'm not going to kill you." said the mongoose. The mice sighed in relief. "I'm going to swallow you whole." The mice shook in fright. "I think I'll eat big mouth here first." He grabbed the ringleader, a rather fat and plump mouse. The mouse struggled, but the mongoose held on firmly. He opened his mouth. His breath washed over the mouse, making him gag. “Yummy! Yummy! Yummy! Yummy!” said the mongoose, starting to drool. “Don’t!” begged the mouse. Drool fell from the mouth of the mongoose and landed on the mouse, splattering him with saliva. “You look delicious!” said the mongoose, continuing to drool. DRIP! Drool fell from Rikki’s opened mouth. SPLASH! It hit the mouse! “Help!” said the mouse. DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! The mongoose kept on drooling. “Stop it!” said the mouse. “This yummy mousey is going to make my belly happy!” said Rikki. DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! He kept on drooling. “I don’t want to go there!” the mouse begged. “Yes, you’ll be enjoying the nice plump yummy mousy!” said the mongoose, continuing to drool. “Who are you talking to?” asked the mouse. “My belly.” said the mongoose, continuing to drool. DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH! DRIP! SPLASH!

Rikki went and dropped the mouse into a barrel of honey. The mouse went under but came back up. After he got really coated in honey, Rikki-tikki went and dropped him into cinnamon. Later, he got the mouse out. He then dropped him into sugar. He also later got the mouse out.

“Eccccch! My poor fur!” said the mouse. “Your fur will be much worse once I’m done with you.” said Rikki-tikki-tavi. “Let me go!’ said the mouse. “Nope, you need to learn a lesson.” said Rikki. “I think I’ll taste this yummy mouse sweet!” His pink tongue came out. It pressed against the mouse. The tongue felt wet and slimy. The mouse cringed. “No, don’t do it!” the mouse begged. “Mmmmmm. A tasty treat for my belly.” said Rikki. THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! He licked the mouse.

“Stop!” said the mouse. THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! He licked the mouse. “Help me!” yelled the mouse. Rikki licked his face. The mouse cried. Then, Rikki started licking his lower half. THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! “Stop it, you’re tickling my gonads!” said the mouse. THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! “Please stop!” said the mouse. THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! THEWP! The mouse, unable to take it anymore, ejaculated. “What a mess! Good thing I’m done with this side.” said the mongoose.

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Part I: Planning for Pleasure

Amanda and her mother were discussing her options

"Mom, I think I really want to find a vivisectionist. From everything I've read, there's just no substitute for the sensual experience they provide. They bring you to twice the ecstasy, and they make great meat."

"Well, I guess we could afford it. We'll have to make some appointments and interview a few. Are you sure you don't want me to butcher you myself? I once helped Molly butcher her friend, and it was pretty good. We butchered her for parts, and had a good steak cookout," replied Amanda's mom Francine, who was sitting at the table, looking up from the paper.

"I'm sure you'd do a good job. But how did she feel during butchering? I'm really looking for the whole package; pleasure from all directions. I just know vivisection will make me happy. I think about it all the time now," explained Amanda. Amanda was standing at the counter in the kitchen, looking at some ads in the phone book.

"I remember there being some pain. When we gutted and killed her we did it just like a pig," responded Francine. "I don't think she got as much pleasure out of it as a vivisectionist would give her."

"If you could afford it, I'd really like one mom. I really would want the pleasure to last and to feel an actual gutting, but not the pain. I feel like one pleasure goes with another, and I want combine the sensation of emptiness with freedom and pleasure. And I want someone to take charge and make all this happen," said Amanda looking up.

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The war against the angels is over and Misato has to think about what to do with the EVA pilots.
Thank you thevisitorblack for the translation.
German version below!

Asuka, on a spit!

"What did you just say?" Asuka leaned over the table and yelled at Misato. Her face was already as red as her hair. Shinji moved his chair aside so he wasn't hit by spit and scraps of food that flew from Asuka's mouth across the table.


As always, Misato sat cross-legged at the table and looked with serenity in Asuka's direction.


"You heard me, Asuka!" she replied. “Now that the angels are no longer threatening our world, we no longer need EVA pilots! And the EVA units as well as their pilots have been classified as a threat to world peace! That's why I signed you, Rei, and Mari up to be butchered tomorrow!"

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This is what you get when it's almost midnight and i'm high on painkillers cause my fucking leg won't stop pounding out agony. it talks about snuff and such I'll probably forget that I wrote this.
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Are you tired of having to go out and hunt down a woman to kill? Are you also tired of having to clean up after that kill? Were you unsatisfied with HOW you killed your girl, and wished you could do it all over again?

Well, now is your chance! Introducing today's product:

THE IMMORTAL SNUFF GIRL!

That's right! the Immortal snuff girl!

You can drown her, choke her, you can hammer nails into her head! She will die just like any other girl!


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www.imagefap.com/photo/2119784599/?pgid=&gid=3095322&page=0&idx=6#8

Oke i love these expecially the blond one

But does someone know where i can get these
i have been searching all over the internet
and besides this link nothing comes up

or maybe other scat figurines

If you're into Afcombat's fights, then share anything from him.