Let's see if I can post the whole thing here or if the site things I am spamming :D

Yeah as the last mass upload didn't go so well, I will just post one or to image for my every update and you can see the rest here in my blog, that has no adds or other scary things.

warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/

(Or well in the future there may be adds for my own work… but that is what you are there for anyway)

More here: warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/

Hi a while ago I held a vote concerning the fate of a girl named Jessica
from Dolcett girls forum.

That post can be found here: http://forum.dolcettgirls.com/index.php?topic=48061.0
(Oh and btw dolcett-girls is only a fantasy forum, unless you thought something else)

and I also did one on Pixiv that can be found here: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/74165836


And now both are finnished and can be found in my blog!

https://warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/2020/03/trick-or-treat-with-jessica-dolcett.html

https://warningmrfriendlys.blogspot.com/2020/03/trick-or-treat-with-jessica-pixiv-winner.html

Can't upload here, because well as you see above the site goes crazy once you do more then two posts.

Part 2

The cool night air blew over her bared torso. The man encircled her thin neck and his thumbs squeezed almost lovingly. She flinched. Before she could even begin to fight back, the man let go and drove from her neck down her chest and stomach to her skirt. She was paralyzed. Effortlessly he lifted her and with a jerk he pulled the skirt and pantyhose down her legs and threw them carelessly aside. His attention was focused on the only remaining piece of clothing that protected him from his gaze and all that was to come.

Sobbing, she reached for her underpants to hold them tight. She knew she couldn't do much against him, but every try counted. This guy stared down at her coldly and his hand went to her head again. She narrowed her eyes and waited for the blow to come, but it didn't. He reached out for something that had to lie beside her. When she turned her head and saw his hand clasp the handle of a knife, she felt sick. The blade was long and narrow, it was clearly a kitchen knife.

He held the knife close to her face, she had to squint to keep an eye on it. Then he placed the flat side of the blade on her throat. She felt the cool metal on her skin and hardly dared to breathe. The fear was spreading inside her. What would he do? Was he going to kill her? Did he want her to stop her already futile attempts to fight back? Frozen, she looked up into the pitiless face that she would never forget.

With a wiping motion and a meaningful look he made her understand that she should give up her remaining piece of clothing. What was she to do, did she even have a choice? Very slowly she let go and he let go of her throat. She felt defenseless, no, she was so defenseless. And now the tears came. Silent tears of desperation ran down her cheeks. There was nothing she could do. Would he really use the knife when she tried to escape him? Or was it just a threat? She had imagined her first time differently, with a little more romance. Now she was looking down at the giant thing that could not be stopped. The man had torn off her underpants and immediately positioned himself. No foreplay, no mercy.

Part 3 End

It hurt. She felt something tear inside her and her body cramped up. She sucked the air in sharply, he pushed it in further and further. That thing had no end, didn't it? The man pushed deep into her again and again and each stroke caused her greater pain. She noticed a short flash and cried out. The cold blade of the knife stucked in her belly, just below the navel. She felt the blade inside her, just like the man's penis. He continued to cut mercilessly and she felt the blade working its way through her insides: a horrible feeling.

He pulled out the knife and put his hand into the opened wound and felt for her uterus. He enclosed it and massaged his cock through her! The pain was indescribable and she vomited on the floor next to her. Her ears rustled and she heard the pleasant grunting of her tormentor. He grabbed her hair and pushed her head back and thoughtfully sank the blood-stained blade into her throat. The blade cut slowly through it and warm blood filled her mouth and flowed into her lungs. She could not breathe, she practically drowned in her own blood.

The man jumped up: it was all over in a moment. He pushed back her head and forced his penis into her throat from below. He pushed her tongue aside and she felt the tip reach her mouth. The very last thing she ever felt was him coming. Sperm filled her mouth and nose and ran down her face mixed with blood into the eyes that were opened in agony and could see nothing anymore.

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>>36105

Source? Got more?

>>73887

Here is a post that aged like milk in the sun.

>>76832
And help a spoiled brat like you? Not a chance.

Sadly this thread does keep getting burried

>>74136
You’re not the only one, because I hated this shit with an utmost passion.

>>80983

It seems few actually hate the character otherwise there would be mkre snuff of him made

Thanks for helping to fill the void

>>14277
[Amagappa Shoujogun] Oogetsuhime no Yama | The Mountain of Amputee Princesses (Ryona King Vol. 4)

>>14278
A true hero, thank you

I'm sure I've bumped into his work at Pixiv. My internet is impossibly bad atm, so I can't check.

>>13595
No trace of the author on this site. I would be grateful for the direct link!

He has some stuff over on E-Hentai

https://e-hentai.org/?f_search=artist%3ADirty+Toothbrush

Post on /req

Haha poor Brooke! This story reminds me of "The Boys" - have you seen it? In the first episode, a girl is utterly destroyed (into a cloud of blood and meaty chunks) when the equivalent of The Flash accidentally runs through her at Supersonic speed!

>>20607

Haha oh yes - fair to say that The Boys had rubbed on me a little bit for this story hehe.

At least Magnificent Man was kind enough to dispose of Brooke's remains. A-Train totally just left Robin a complete mess for someone else to clean up.

I do often wonder how they cleaned up of Robin's bloody remains. Did they attempt to collect it all for a proper burial? Or did they just hose her down the sewer?

>>20608
I got the distinct impression she was left to the city clean-up crew! Not even as much of her left as there was of Transluscent Man!

google translate

>>5955
is there a bigger version of this?

The latest chapter was really good, I love the concept and the teasing in between lets me enjoy the story as well. Please more!

Just making sure not to lose my stories due to that dgerqwad.

Bump to save from faggot spammer

I make my way across the bridge and down its staircase to find myself on yet another bridge. I am getting quite sick of these, so when I see another path I take it. It is, unfortunately just a balcony, but I find company there. He is a little rotund, but surprisingly happy and I cannot help but find myself smiling in his presence. I don’t understand most of what he says, but he promises to help me and asks for my help in return. He is clearly insane, but he give me a soap-stone of the kind that I can vaguely remember from when I was taught to write on slate as a child.

This encounter aside, I make my way reluctantly to the bridge now extremely wary of them. There are soldiers far down it, but more concerning are the burnt corpses and singed stone. As I slowly walk across I find the sound of massive beating wings in my ears, and run as quickly as I am able back to the doorway I had come from, ducking inside just in time for the dragon’s fire to miss me. I feel the heat on my face as it passes. Glancing out the door I can see it perched there, the colour of dried blood and covered in spikes. But it’s the only way forward, and I know that I have to go forward. Lifting my shield I sprint directly at it, noting in the corner of my eye a staircase and run down that way instead of toward the statue the dragon seems to be guarding. Down the stairs I find a ladder leading back to the fire I last rested at. The comfort filling me once again.

With a bit of exploration I find another way forward, beneath the dragon and its fire. But, I hear something in the back of my heart, the beating of massive, feathered wings and the statue of a sobbing woman. Forsaken. The word fills my mind, I have to see the statue beneath the beast.

The creature is hardly as intelligent as the Ancient Dragons from the tales given by the Way of White, and flies away as soon as I reach the alcove beneath it. There is another fire here, which I rest at before looking back to what items strewn over the bridge survived the dragon’s fire. Nothing there appeals to me… except. On the body of some fallen knight I find a Claymore. It is a simple weapon, strong and familiar. I know that this is not my weapon of choice, not by memory but by feel. But it feels much better than anything else I’ve held thus-far, even the great sword of that Black Knight.

I return to explore the shrine beneath the dragon. There is a statue, a matronly woman holding a child almost desperately in her arms. The child holds a sword and I cannot whether it be male or female. Outside are many passive, sobbing hollows. I pass them by for a statue rent asunder in a ray of sun. A sword-spear is held in the remaining hand. I know this, not the statue, I have never seen anything like it. But the feeling, the knowledge that whoever this was a statue of had been utterly Forsaken, abandoned and left to fend for themselves. That beating of great feathered wings, a statue of a sobbing woman and I move on.

Stairs leading upward find me face-to-face with a Hollowed soldier, this new, heavier weapon destroys it easily, crashing through its defences and sending it to pieces on the brick and mortar ground. Looking past where it stood, I can see little. Undead guarding a pathway upward to an open portcullis, backed by what looks to be a massive metal-clad boar. But I smell something from the tower to my left.

A familiar, charred metal scent clogs my nostrils and I take a deep breath, feeling how it brings back memories which heighten my already aggravated arousal. Without thinking I turn and make my way up the tower. The scent grows stronger and stronger the higher I go until I see the familiar, armoured back. This one has their back to me as well, but is wielding a much, much larger weapon.

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Fantastic, can't wait for more!

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hello, i've read your request and i'll check if i can reupload your desired videos as soon as i can

Oh nice.
How about Nami Necksnap, Old Grudges, and Stubby Slicer by any chance?

>>37628

Hello, all 3 of the animations you asked had still working download links so there you are:

https://mega.nz/#!oxpmgaKZ!gAP6shiLznBpTcbZPjRQGB-rq_yRWgERPQiWm5MkWCg

https://mega.nz/#!w5R22YIK!LTd0oILVh_B_ZzYFuz2FVAWXIr28UuUGXsacTmfnmxc

https://mega.nz/#!l54mDI6A!JH6rqsO45qkJHCz0Yg2fmBBLA8WKhqxXFDbHY4tZz8E

>>37619

Quarian overdose still had a working link on the original post

https://mega.nz/#F!wh43GIwT!ayEXUU90XydkiwPe-C0wtw

>>37599

Just reuploaded team skullfuck, including the hexmaniac bonus renders:

https://mega.nz/#F!LmgUwA6C!u914ASJPTAS-CEvhPFTMyQ

can you reupload sonya split and bounty hunted

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>>10572
Someone's gotta chop that head off.