Here's a half-Dragonball themed subject. The other half is quasi-furry.
Basically, this is a thread for monkey girls and boys, but generally starring the most famous lot in all of anime. However, this isn't the thread for literal "monkey girls/boys" as in furries who happen to be monkeys. It's more "anatomical humans with monkey tails and/or postures".

IF YOU POST SAIYANS, THEY *MUST* HAVE TAILS.

Like, do you ever think such a weird thought that maybe even a demon goes "dude..." or a chaosthing goes "wow"

I'm looking for shit where the girl on the receiving end either dies or is badly hurt by the end of it. Preferable a horse or monster with a huge cock doing the brutal fucking, and the one who is getting brutally fucked should be female but could be male just for shits and giggles. The "fucked to death/fucked to pieces" thread hasn't been updated in ages so I figured I'd make my own so people could "enjoy" this specific type of porn.

Surprise me

TL;DR -- I want to fuck a severed head in the neck and mouth. Found a toy that could work. Asking for thoughts.

Not long ago I heard about some Chinese product that was basically a plastic head with a fleshlight in the neck. Not sexy for me, but maybe for some of you. I've been wanting for a long time now to have a sex toy that looks like a freshly severed head and has a realistic (enough) mouth and esophagus. I was wondering, has anyone else heard of or made anything that might work? Anyone else want what I want?

Today I accidentally stumbled on two heads for sale on Amazon that could potentially be gurofied. The Pipedream Extreme F*** My Face Brunette (there's also a Blonde), and the similar Sexflesh Face F Felicity Blow Job Masturbator.

What do you think gurochan? Anyone thoughts or ideas?

What is the Title of this Chinese Anime? And Also In English Sub

Can anyone tell me please. this was interesting Series

Anyone here care to write a story about Ash doing his mom and interrupted by murderous pokemons or Team Rocket?

Not enough superheroine guro.
Have some superheroine guro.

Lizzy had moved to the back of the bus ten minutes ago, her class was small and hardly anyone sat in the back. The back two rows of seats were completely empty with only one girl sitting in the third row from the back. Its not that Lizzy wanted to be all the way back there, she was a friendly social girl who loved to be in the group. Alas the long bus ride had her stomach doing loop the loops and she started to feel sick. It wasn't too bad...until she started farting. The first few slipping out of hee silently without much of a stink...the next two however crackled and popped as they escaped her rear end.

She had clenched her cheeks, but another final one squeaked out of her, this one carrying a foul stink that had her whole class looking for the one who 'dealt' it. Lucky for her no one pegged her, and a little later she snuck off to the back of the bus, the building pressure in her gut getting more and more painful as she kept holding in her gas. Once she was safely in the back of the bus she peered over the seat to make certain no one was nearby, or paying attention to her. Luckily the rest of her class already began laughing and joking about other things. With a relieved sigh she scooched over too the window, and let loose a gnarly fart that rumbled her little cheeks as it sprayed foul hot air into her panties

The little girl sighed as she felt like a balloon being deflated, the large fart relieving a huge amount of pressure off of her tummy. The foul stink that followed didn't help her though, a hot nasty smell that assaulted even her own nose.

"Bleh..." Lizzy whined as she cracked a window. Her stomach grumbling as she did so. Her own smelly toot left her even more nauseated. Her insides begining to squirm and writhe as thr bus moved along an uneven, winding road. Lizzy shook her head and exhaled, feeling a different kind of pressure building up in her tummy. She took a few deep breaths, that disturbing tickling sensation coming up in her throat. She felt like she wanted to burp, but knew if she did she would just upchuck all over herself, so she simply tried to ignore thenbuilding pressure and focus on steadying herself.

"I'm not gonna...throw up...I'm not...gonna throw up. I'm not gonna throw up!" She chanted to herself, hoping as always, a possitive attitude would get her through this. Then with no warning came another fart, bubling and popping. Lizzy gasped and jumped up, clenching her cheeks as something hot had slipped out of her and was now mashed between her butcheeks. A soft bit of light brown poop had forced its way out of her and with her insides squirming she had lost track of what sensations were the most pressing. One thing was clear: Something was about to come out of her...one end or the the other. Lizzy whined quietly and grabbed her bookbag, being careful how she moved, fearful of staining her painties or freeing more mess from her rectum. She reached in and grabbed the only container she had, a tupperware with her lunch.

She pondered for a moment what she was going to do with the sandwich and snacks it contained, until a deep pressure caught her unaware, cramping her abdomen and causing her butt to bow out. She didn't have any time left, her hole opened up and began spewing forth mess despite any effort to clench her sphincter. The soft light brown mess smeared between the crack of her ass, pinched between her prepubescent buttcheeks. Acting quickly she grabbed her skirt and panties and yanked them down just emough to free her butt. She threw the opem tupperware on the seat, just under an already dangling, mashed and garled turd. Without her even easing up, the shit began to flow. A smooth stream of light brown poop that stank to all hell. A couple of small popping farts ripped out of her hole until she had filled the tupperware up nearly to the brim with shit. She looked back, the crack of her ass was filthy, and her lunch was burried under a pile of her own shit.

Lizzy groaned...she didn't have anything to eat later. She snatched uo the tupperware and put the lid on before any of the other students thought the stink was any more tham another fart. Lizzy had no choice but to pull her panties up and sit back down, feeling the poop that didn't make it into the tupperware squish between her cheeks. She held her ruined lunch in hee lap, it was intensely warm from her fresh dump of feces. The thiught disgusted her and her expression began to sour. The tickle in her groat came back, more intense than ever, and she begsn to feel her stomach jump and lurch. She gagged, but qhickly swallowed and tried to fight back the intense nausea, with little sucess. She gagged, again, this time gurgling. Some bile and half digested food coming up.

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As promised, I'm giving you guys a version of this game in which characters under 18 are permitted.

https://www.gurochan.cx/rp/res/3317.html - All of the rules are the same, except regarding age restrictions.

At least one character in each scenario must not be older than 18. This goes for anyone setting up a Victim scenario, or anyone writing out the response to a Killer scenario.

In the event of multiple victims, the rest can be adults so long as at least one character is not.

Killers can be adults or underage.

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The templates are below. Anything containing (O) is optional, and does not have to be filled out.

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Howdy. I decided to try and draw some guro, so uh, I thought Id share and see if I could get some feedback? Currently just sketches, but I might make them digital with time, if you guys want.

Excuse my english, it is not my mother tongue.

I was inspired, as many of you were, by Underrock's amazing card game picture. Now I'm bringing you the chance to get behind your favorite characters and play, with the same gory consequences and the same awesome artwork showing how things turn out.

The game is called Hurty Tricks, from the tricks that you take (and turn!) in the game. This is being run with Underrock's participation and blessing.

Key information is on the posters here. The full version of the rules can be found here:
http://pastebin.com/knmxuFCv

So, what kind of characters can you put up? How do you get them in the game? And how do you play? We'll answer that in the next post...

Wayfarer is one of my favorites. Can we share some of his work?

Does anyone know any good gore/ hard vore(with none of that large-belly-victim-swallowed-alive shit) content, where the killer/predator is a cute female human/monster?

I just rememebered this strange and yet wonderfull artist with an unique who made quite a few great guro/vore drawings.I tried to search for this work and i found his old wesite closed.I did a search in the Wayback machine and i found that only a few of his sketches were preserved.Does anyone know of a new link or a collection saved someware?
This will be a great addition to anyones guro stash!

hxxs://web.archive.org/web/20071016055829/http://abraxa.darklands.cx:80/art/index.html

http://abraxa.darklands.cx/

Sorry I posted the wrong version. Mods please delete the other one.

Let me know if you like this story. It starts out pretty standard but gets pretty fucked up in part two. I have a story arc of Sal the gangters origins, and how he got his taste for cruelty, and eating people. I also have a lot of ideas on how sal and the chef expand their empire to become the first Michelin started cannibal restaurant.

Usual disclaimer this is just a weird fantasy in my head, I in no way condone any of the activities in this story.

Part one "one of the boys"

Frank Sardone was a all American success story. Growing up on the wrong side of the tracks in NJ he had self made himself into a successful business man. He studied haute cuisine in Paris on a full ride scholarship, and now owned a large restaurant that had become a institution over the past 20 years. He drove a big Cadillac escalade, and had a huge house. He had a beautiful family with 7 kids, and a gorgeous wife, who kept her figure even after being pregnant for almost a decade straight. They were expecting their 8th in about 2-3 weeks now. His wife was very pregnant, but this was routine for her.

Frank only really had one problem, and that was himself, and his bad habits. In his old neighborhood almost all his friends went into a life of crime, those that weren’t dead or in jail, had risen to chief mobsters. He still hung out with them all the time. Most nights he would go down to Sal’s Gentle Men’s club, after closing the shop. It was a one stop shop for any depravity you had.

Out front they had a strip club, staffed with mostly 16-17 year old run away girls. For $200 you could fuck them, and for a few more bucks you could do whatever else you wanted to them. In the back there was a huge private area, much bigger then the front strip club. You needed to get past a row of goons to get in, but once inside you were in another country. Basically anything went back here, they had a full Casino, huge lounge area for sports betting, drugs were openly consumed, and traded in huge quantities.

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Five Gold Coins

(m/f, non-con, snuff, necrophilia)

Strolling down the forest lane, Osgood found himself absently humming a happy tune. It was uncharacteristic for him to appear so jolly but he couldn’t help himself--the day was simply perfect. A light breeze shook the leaves of the trees overhead, spaced far enough apart to let occasional beams of sunlight warm the path. He didn’t even mind not having a horse--his belongings were few and, to seem unassuming, he dressed in a simple brown robe. His pace was leisurely and he would easily arrive at the next town before sundown. More carefree days were likely to follow.

Money was the least of his concerns. He and a few friends, some might call them “mercenaries” although he preferred “business associates”, had just concluded one hell of a “business deal”. A nearby city had put forward a king’s ransom in gold for the eradication of a dragon that had been terrorizing their countryside. The dragon had turned out to be a whelp of a thing but he and his group had no compunctions about accepting the full reward. He might see them again in the future but they had all parted ways to seek out their respective ways of enjoying their fortune.

All of which lead Osgood to his current happy mood. Blissful, but inattentive. He was therefore more surprised than normal when a voice shouted at him from further down the lane:

“Hands up, traveller!”

Snapping to attention, Osgood immediately assumed a defensive stance. He complied with the order and raised his hands but didn’t panic. He knew that he had some tricks up his sleeve.


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My currant editer is unable to edit Lucy Vs Nami as she is busy so I need a volunteer. The pros. You get to read Lucy Vs Nami early! Yay I guess. The cons. I suck with grammar. I'll be checking this daily in hopes of finding someone

I saw that there was a torrent for all images posted from 2006 - 2010 so is there one from 2010 to present that just consists of hangings?

Finally got around to watching RAW (2017). What a piece of work; check it out if you're into cannibalism.