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Does anyone know the artist of these? 1/2
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2/2

Requests
I only see female around. Hardly any male ones :( Anything from bullets to heart rips

Artwork
Donna Diego, known more as Scream, was dead. The knife was pierced directly to her breast, she felt the real agony. The sonic knife killed not only her but her symbiont. When she fell on the cold concrete floor, the dead symbiote left her, and she lay naked. The symbiont grew under it like a puddle, it was cold. She put her hand on the place where she was injured, on her breast near the nipple. But after that she stopped feeling her hand, and after a moment she stopped feeling body at all. She refused to admit this, she did not want to die. "It can not be! It can not be real!" - these were her last thoughts. Her heart stopped and her eyes froze forever. Her naked body lay for about 8 hours, until people from the government came. They took away all that remained of the symbiont, and the cold body of Donna on which the postmortem lividity had already appeared were put in a bodybag and was taken to a morgue in a government laboratory. There she had an autopsy.

Furry
Can't believe there's not a thread for this yet.
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>>6972
That's me in the pic.....this is NOT Consentual....she did not want to die
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>>6966
Can't believe there's now a thread for this.
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3D CGI
does anyone has this video but the pov version? also if you guys have more palutena, feel free to share.
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>:D I believe its from OP, check down below in his fourth thread for new link to all works. You can also try Gorbooru and other gore (guro based) websites that will specifically look for Palutena.>:D


One more thing, you don't want to put request here. They will likely be deleted (not by me). There is a request tab at the upper mid right corner between filesharing and roleplaying you can use.I will go through OP's archive to see if there are specific ones I can refer you to which should take a few minutes.>:D
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Almost verbatum >:D

Palutena Pitfall

What else would a psychopathic villager do when they trap a beautiful goddesss and render her poor mouth helpless?

Angle A: https://my.mixtape.moe/igfilo.webm
Angle B: https://my.mixtape.moe/lmrwsd.webm
POV: https://my.mixtape.moe/epkjcr.webm

Best Wishes >:D
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>>23484
All those links are 404'd.
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Maybe your browser try a different browser.>:D

Requests
Anyone remember this game? Trying to find gifs or videos of death scenes from it. There are a lot of possible combinations and the game is really hard.
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Someone must have the gifs!!
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Bump also looking
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i have this game on my old computer, i'll try to find it later
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>>9781

If you have the gifs that would be awesome. If you made a video that would be even better.
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Bump

Requests
anyone know guro games like this ?

www.dmm.co.jp/en/dc/doujin/-/detail/=/cid=d_115348/?dmmref=ListRanking&i3_ref=list&i3_ord=21

loli guro rape or guro rape :D

Requests
Anyone have this manga about killer chickens? I remember one where a reporter girl gets her head torn off by one of the chickens and she looks as another chicken pulls out her guts from her vagina.
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>>10537

Yeah that's the one. Thanks! You got a link for it?
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Cant find it anywhere but distinctly remember it? A teacher was really excited to teach her class but ends up getting brutally murdered by them and being buried in the sandpit outside, just cant find it tho...

Literature
hat jemand hier auch Stories in deutscher Sprache?
Does anybody have stories in German language?
Tittortures, debreast, nipple torture, cock-torture......
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>>13965
Leider gibt es da kaum was in deutsch und noch weniger mit guro Thema
Unfortunately there aren’t much in German and even less about guro
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Es war die dritte Stunde Nachmittagsunterricht. Geschichte. Der Lehrer schwafelte etwas von Studentenbewegung und Bismark.
Nina gƤhnte, dann drehte sie sich um zu ihrer Freundin Susanne und ihrem Freund Ɩzdan "Heute ist ja wieder echt ƶde. Habt ihr nachher noch was vor?"
Susanne zuckte mit den Schultern und schaute zu Ɩzdan rüber. Ɩzdan war in sein Smartphone vertieft.

Nina wurde ungeduldig. "Komm schon, ich hab kein Bock wieder den ganzen Abend am Dƶnerstand rumzuhƤngen bis der Club aufmacht."

Ɩzdan schaute vom Smartphone hoch. "Wart ihr schonmal auf ner Snuff Party? N' Kumpel von mir hat das gerade auf Facebook gepostet."

Nina schaute sich den Post an und wurde rot. Susanne schielte über Ɩzdan's Schulter und bisss sich auf die Lippen.

Ɩzdan grinste. "Also seit ihr dabei? Meine Schwester und der Afghane aus der neunten sind auch da. Das müsst ihr mal sehn was der mit ihr macht. Echt krass."

Die Stundo zog sich hin, aber wenigstens war Nina nicht mehr langweilig. Sie malte sich aus was auf der Snuffparty alles abging. Ob die wohl KettensƤgen hatten?

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>>13976
Sehr anregend und heiss. Danke dafür und gerne mehr. Besonders gefallen hat mir wie willig die Opfer waren und heiss darauf gesnufft zu werden.

Requests
Where can I find the author or the source?
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>>10558
The author is faith www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?id=1894192.
For his dojins there are several on nhentai.

Requests
Could someone translate these images plz
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Looks like Type.90 work lost of his mangas are translated into English but I can't find which one if this

Literature
Nyx had always been a loner. All through his middle school and up to almost his senior year, he rarely talked to anyone, even his teachers. Nyx knew why he was a loner, for he was lusting after something society would label as a taboo: to make passionate, lusty love to a deceased body. He cared not for the gender they were in life, he realized that even though society would reject him, the corpses would not. So, gay or straight, he would accept either.

He had his sights set on a beautiful young lady named Quintessa. She was truly the epitome of dark, gothic beauty. He never cared for those rich, preppy or stuck up girls, no. The dark lifestyle was sexy and fascinating.

But, Quintessa was perfect, with her long, dark hair; her silver-gray eyes full of life; small, but curvy build; and tan skin. He could hardly wait to finally experience the true meaning of his lust.

And now, two weeks from graduation, he had set his plan in motion. All he needed was to execute it. He had his knife to slit her throat, he would not make her suffer, no. He wanted her pure, he would have strangled her but found, to his amusement really, he always had a bit of a bloodlust, but for her, he will hold back. He will not mutilate her if he can help it. He hoped for little or no struggle this night.

He entered her house without much struggle, taking care to not make much noise. He wasn't sure which room was hers, he'd have to be extremely careful, and once he reached it, he would have to crawl out a window, as going back the way he came was too risky.

It didn't take long to find her, as there were only 3 rooms in the house, one being a bathroom. He snuck carefully around her bed, positioning himself behind her, and, with one swift but careful movement, made a small incision in her neck. Her jugular would cause too much blood, and too much of a mess. He then tied a small cloth around her mouth and nose, leaving about a 1/4 of an inch of space between the cloth and her face. Quickly but quietly, he heaved her soon-to-be lifeless body over his shoulder, searching for a window.

Suddenly, he felt a small kick, hitting his leg. Another one. Another one. His victim was struggling. She knew. He would have to hurry.

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Quite nice story, though very short one.

A bit disappointed how little you described the act of necrophilia, but I guess the post-mortem scene wasn't the main theme in your story? Also, I'm having hard time picturing the killing scene: how did the victim not struggle more?
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Yeah, to be honest I'm a little disappointed with how little description there is in the story. I wrote it way back in the late 2000s, when I was just experimenting (or trying to) with writing smut, so this is a very beginner type of story.

I tried to convey that the victim was kicking and struggling, while dying of her throat wound, but it didn't seem to come across as well.

I thank you kindly for your constructive comments and criticisms. Thank you.
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>>13971
Yeah to me it seemed like the victim lay silent (as in sleep?) as the killer cuts her neck and prepares to carry her away.

But I like the theme a lot and overall enjoyed the story, despite the little flaws. Would definitely enjoy reading more from you.

Scat
Post picture of puchidols shitting taking a dump. You can submit your own drawings here.

Requests
Except the ones which are well known (you know, ryona etc.), and except pixelated metal slug ones if possible, anyone?

Literature
This is my original work and also my first submission here, critics and comments are always appreciated.
P.S: I'm not a native English speaker, apologies for typo or shit grammar.

Hitman: The Saints' End
Part 1

Agent 47 was laying low in some piece of shit motel when The Saints are ordered to kill him.
Little did they know, the legendary hitman had already prepared for their arrival, because earlier he had hacked into their communications line and gather all the required information to set up traps for nine trained assassins.

The first victim that falls into the hands of the hitman is Jennifer Anne Paxton, he knows it because 47 had already read all of The Saints member's data, she has blond hair and blue eyes with a scar near her right lips that turns out to be a glasgow smile, but despite the scar, she looks beautiful and hot wearing those skimpy nun uniforms.

She was standing in front of 47's ruined hotel room to check if the hitman was still breathing after the explosion from strategically planned assault using an RPG, and while she was checking under the debris, 47 surprise her with an attack from behind, holding the nun using chokehold, but the nun isn't going down without a fight.


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Requests
Eevee’s art. Preferably the stuff focused on bellies and guts.
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Alot of this stuff can be found in other threads already.
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Obviously there are things posted in other threads, but there is no dedicated thread for this and id have to search through hundreds of threads to find what I’m looking for. Is that not the point of requests?
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>>10544
They basically want a dump of my stuff. *shrug*

Role-playing
Exactly what it says on the title - I want a lovely mistress to seduce me and then convert me into a human bomb against my will. Complete with a fuse or a tick-tock timer, if that's at all possible.
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Head over to darkfetish.com and search explosive girls
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>>3954
ok but what is your darkfetish profile?
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>>3954
I can not find anything about explosive girls
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whats your discord? mine is Yogi #2796
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>>4028

I added you on discord

Requests
hi guys, I was wondering if anyone has a collection of movie clips where naked chicks get killed in various violent ways? there is this great thread on gurochan (https://www.gurochan.cx/p2p/res/757.html) but the links are dead unfortunately. Does anyone have this collection or a similar one? I would be very grateful :)
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>>10547
Only the mega links, because I'm no longer using it. The princeshorrocentral site is up and running, and that's the source of all the clips. That and thedarkspot.com (there's some great decapitations that can be found on thedarkspot but for some reason aren't up on princeshorrorcentral)

Literature
David watched with terror as the loan shark stood over him. He and his wife Lara were bound and gagged inside what looked like some kind of abandoned warehouse surrounded by several very unfriendly looking men.

ā€œYou own me twenty thousand dollars David,ā€ the loan shark growled at him. ā€œI’m growing impatient.ā€

David tried to respond through his gag, but the only thing that came out was a series of faint moans.

The loan shark nodded at one of his men who went over to Lara. At this both she and David let out a series of panicked moans through their gags, growing even more frantic as the man produced a knife. Grabbing Lara’s blouse he used the knife to help rip it open, then cut the strip of fabric connecting the cups of her bra, exposing her perky, ample breasts.

The loan shark gazed at his wife appreciatively for several moments before returning his attention to David.

ā€œYour wife has lovely tits David,ā€ he said dispassionately. ā€œIt’s a shame really.ā€

The loan shark turned and went over to Lara. David watched as he reached into a bucket on a stool next to the chair his wife was tied too and picked up what looked like a piece of ice. Then cupping her left breast with his free hand he rubbed the ice over her nipple, causing the rosy nub to harden from the cold. Throwing the peace of ice away the thumb of his other hand stroked the crown of her breast, rubbing her chilled, slightly damp flesh.

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Great story Darkly, I would love to hear some more about our Loan Shark and how he deals with other customers wives who are late with their payments!
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Definitely interested to see where this goes.

Literature
I'm here again with a new story fresh from the bowels of hell itself. Jokes apart, this is something that I have had in the back of my mind for a long time after my last story of a female abducted and transformed by an alien. In some way this is a conceptual retelling: same basic premise but from another starting point and direction.

Be warned, this first post is only a prologue of sorts, and contains next to no smut, but in posting it I intend to commit myself to see the story finished at some point. Additional tags will be posted per chapter.
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=The chronicles of a self made Queen=

Prologue



The echo of the explosions and gunfire reverberates all the way down from the upper tunnels of the nest to the inner sanctum where my daughters are busy disentangling me from the walls in a desperate gamble to secure me before the military arrives.

My poor children. I can feel in the back of my mind whenever one of my offspring dies in their valiant effort to buy me just one more minute to escape to safety. Their natural weapons, their steely nails, their sharpened fangs, their toxic spit, amount to nothing before the bullets, machetes, flamethrowers and grenades of the army.

It really was a shame. Our little colony had just been just a few months away of acquiring some of that very equipment for ourselves. Until now we had relied on discretion and subterfuge to survive but, no matter how carefully we had tread, we have been discovered in the end. At this point my mind is more occupied with the mental reports of the advance of the enemy and the frantic efforts of my caretakers but, if I survive the night, getting that knowledge will be given maximum priority.

In the meantime, what I really want is to hate them, those ugly, stinking, military men. I really do. However, in my heart of hearts I perfectly understand them, their terror and disgust against me and my daughters. If they ever see me, and right now it is a fifty fifty chance, they will probably turn tail and nuke the whole place just to be sure. Hell, just three years ago I would have probably done the same if I had seen myself as I am now, even accounting for how messed my head had been then. In the end, I have always known this was a possible outcome of the path I had chosen when I had opened that package from Tanya, so I have little regret from that front. I have lived long enough to see my deepest, darkest fantasy come true, something not many people can brag about.

As my daughters carefully sever some of my many wombs from the floor to free me, I also admit that Tanya and me were probably the only two people on earth that insane to have fantasized with this. If my escape plan fails and I finally feel the hot lead on my flesh, I wonder what I will tell saint Peter at the doors, assuming I’m not headed downstairs, of course. The first thing that comes to my mind is that it was all the fault of my first boyfriend.

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Oh my, very promising start. My inner yuri fan is already excited to meet this Tanya woman.

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