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Okay, last one for tonight. I'm always happier when I have a number of different projects to work on :-)

Pt 1

“What are you working on?” Mrs Marshall asked, looking at the computer screen over her husband’s shoulder. “Looks important from the way you’re frowning?”

“I was thinking about the idea the girls had for their birthday party,” her turned around and gave his wife an affectionate kiss. “Wanted to see if it was even possible.”

“What idea?” the young woman asked. “Oh wait, the cannibal thing?”

“That’s the one!” Mr Marshall replied with a grin.

“Oh right,” his wife frowned a little, “you don’t think they were serious about that, do you?”

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Pt 9

“Okay, okay!” Mr Marshall laughed. “You’re an impatient piggy, aren’t you? Don’t forget to keep an eye on this one too!” he warned the cannibal siblings, pointing indicating Hannah with a jerk of his thumb. “Wouldn’t want her trying to run away while everyone’s watching the spitting, would we?”

“Well darn in!” Hannah snapped her fingers in annoyance, or tried to at least as the sticky barbecue marinade made such an action rather tricky. “I was going to make a run for it and live in the trees like an especially sticky monkey but oh well. I’d have probably got eaten by a wolf or a lion or something pretty soon anyway!”

“Be quiet, meat! Or I’ll cut out your tongue and eat that first!” Barney levelled his spear at Hannah, prodding her in the belly, enjoying the feeling of power it gave him.

“Sorry!” she giggled. “But honestly,” she looked pointedly downwards, “I think there’s more danger of you poking out my eye than cutting out my tongue!” Barney blushed again under his warpaint, old enough to understand what this particular bodily reaction meant but too young to know what to do about it! Mr Marshall, on the other hand, knew exactly what his meant and how to relieve it! Seeing Natasha kneeling on the table with her haunches in the air, he wished he could stick something other than the spit into her tight little pussy. Hearing Hannah spoken to in this way by her friend was only making the situation hotter. He and his wife would certainly be having some fun that evening when all the guests had gone home and the camera was put away!

“Here we go!” He retrieve the first of the spits, greased with vegetable oil as per the instructions. He was sure that Megan and Barney would want to help but knew that this was too important. They, and any other guests who wanted to could help with future basting and serving the meat but the spitting was something he would have to do himself!

“Are you sure about this, pumpkin?” He asked Natasha, quietly. “Once I get more than a few inches in there’s really no coming back. Too much damage would already be done!”

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Really cute! Thank you very much!!
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>>20116
Glad you enjoyed it :-D
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I love your stories, hope you soon come back to the ones in progress, specially Sydney's exposed.

I am not so familiar with how to post here, but this should be parts of that story you had written before, hope you continue

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SIDNEY’S EXPOSED Pt1

“My name is Mackenzie Chastain.” The white-haired Southern granny spoke directly into the camera, sat on a sofa with a small television and assorted pictures of children of various ages on the wall in the background. “I am a mother, a grandmother and, as of last week, a great-grandmother. And I am a liar.” She paused to let these words sink in for the viewing public. “For the past years I have helped to deceive America and the entire world, and to cover up a terrible wrong. As the only person left alive who knows the truth, I owe to to my children and grandchildren, as well as all those poor girls, to tell the truth.”

“History records that Sidney Roebuck, youngest daughter of billionaire business mogul Orin Roebuck, was slaughtered and butchered for her meat on 15th August 2022, following her successful campaign and legal battle.” A deep-voiced commentator announced over photographs and video stills of a happy, smiling little girl dressed in nothing but a cowboy hat and boots. “In the years since, the restaurant chain founded in her name has become one of the most successful food businesses in history, recently surpassing McDonalds in like-for-like annual turnover. Laws all around the world have been altered to allow the killing and consumption of girls and young women, with millions slaughtered for food every year. Yet is this vast empire and cultural renaissance all based on a lie? And worse still, a murder? Keep watching as we find out on ‘Sidney Roebuck – Visionary or Victim?’”

In the fourteen hours since the documentary had aired, it felt like the entire food industry had been in damage-limitation mode, and none more so than the chain at the heart of the controversy, Sidney’s, now owned and managed by Sidney Roebuck’s eldest neice, Ellie-May Boswell-Roebuck. Over the years there had of course been questions asked about how much of Sidney’s campaign had been her own idea and whether pressure had been put on her but her famously greedy and ambitious father. Like any young girl who came up with a world-changing idea and dared to challenge the status-quo there were those who sought to paint her as a victim, a mere puppet of manipulative adults. As it had been for Greta Thunberg, so it was for Sidney Roebuck.

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>>20122
Oh brilliant! Thank you! I've been quite keen to finish that one but nobody seemed to have it - so glad you did! Thanks :-D

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I'm looking for a pic I used to have like 5 years ago that showed a neon-haired teen girl/young woman in a cutesy outfit next to the toilet she just clogged horribly.

It was based on a cutscene in a game I can't remember the name of where the characters think they're going to be trapped in a restroom forever and the cute girl is mortified because she already clogged the toilet and stank up the room.

Does that ring a bell?
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Got help on other site. Game is Ar Tonelico Qoga: Knell of Ar Ciel. Fanartist is Hоh.

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I remember a few years ago seeing a thread where girls had animals inserted into various orifices, I guess that thread's long gone. Anyone still have pics along those lines? I remember a particularly good one had a loli with an inserted chick.
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Gore & Death
When you are not satisfied with normal hole, so you make your own hole.

Literature
This story rather shamelessly takes from a famous short story called "The Lottery", by Shirley Jackson.

Luck of the Draw



There's a place up north, a small farming community, isolated and still practising rituals from ancient memory. The old gods demanded more than simple prayer and the odd tidbit of bread and wine in order to bring fortune and prosperity.

The entire town had crowded into the high school auditorium that warm June afternoon. It was the day of the Lottery, when the adolescent sons and daughters of the villagers would place their little slips of paper with their names into a wooden box. The mayor would make a little speech, reach into the box and pick a slip. Whoever was chosen would then stand up from their seat, walk up onto the stage, and accept their fate. The methods would change year to year, always based on the words of the town holy man, the conduit between the mortal world and the heavens. Sometimes, the old gods would desire blood, and thus, the town would choose an axe handler as well. Other times, they simply desired agony.

That June night, the mayor reached into the box and pulled out a slip. The auditorium was silent, still enough that one could hear a pin drop. 400 pairs of eyes watched intently as the mayor slowly unrolled the paper and read the name out loud.

"Could a Jonathan Bassett please stand up?"

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I do enjoy a good sacrifice story ;-)

Literature
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It is dark and damp and oh-so cold down here. Nearby, water trickles down the stones and deep down the narrow well in the corner I can hear that water flowing and the soft hollow sound old brittle bones make when they rattle together. I know he throws the bones down there after he feasts. I make no sound at all because he squats on his powerful legs across the small dungeon as he watches me closely. He seems curious, studying me as I lay slumped against the wet stone wall, and I - in turn - study him. Even though the light is dim I can see his snout and pale eyes - eyes that have only seen darkness - a snout that is keen for human scent.

From above in the forest comes the sound of men shouting to each other as they search for me, the way they searched for Maisie and Clarice and Philip and Gerard and Poppy and Lily and so many others. When he hears their voices growing louder, he shuffles quickly toward me, his long taloned paws close, quivering, and his pale eyes bore into my own as he looms over me. I know why he has done this; if I cry out to the men above to beg for rescue, he will silence me with one swipe across my throat. I can feel the heat radiating from his body and feeling it gives me relief from the cold.

The men are right above us now, searching the ruins of this structure that remains above ground. I feel him tensing, rising ever-so-slightly on his haunches, his eyes seeming to glow with menace. With my eyes on his, I lift my chin and bare my throat - ‘do it’, I think to myself, ‘if you’re that afraid, do it’. He tilts his head to one side like dogs do when they are trying to understand something, and when he is satisfied I am not going to cry out, the tension eases in his body.

The men’s voices grow distant then vanish behind the trickling and flowing of water down here and he makes to move back to the far wall.

“No.” I say softly, “Don’t go. I like your warmth.”

Again, his head tilts, but he moves even closer and now I can smell the scent of him; reptilian and hormonal.

“When I was a small child” I whisper to him, “I was afraid to go to sleep because I thought I might die before I woke. It was from that prayer, you know? ‘If I die before I wake …’ Why do parents make us children recite that?”

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This is so sweet and moving <3
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OilyGrrl should definitely have been in the nominations! "Will it Hurt" is my favourite so far…
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I agree these are some of the best stories on here. You are a great writer, OilyGrrl. Keep it up. We appreciate these realistic (at least in the gore detail) gruesome stories. I’m a member of erotickynk’s site too and she writes very similar ones. I wish there were more authors like you two.

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well this my artsyle

Gore & Death
Girls that live regardless of what happens to them.
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>>79616
Source, please?
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>>79616
Very seductive!
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anyone got a link to "Mai's Everyday Life"? Its kind of the prototype of this.
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Scat
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Shouldn't this be on /fur?
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>>24018
mayybe
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this site has no fucking mods

Requests
The comic is based on the horrotale version of undertale. It involved a female frisk getting eaten out by horror sans until her starts to "eat her out" ending with the line "but nobody came"

Literature
The Gift by T Vulture


Carefully balancing the tray load with waffles and blueberry, Kat favorite breakfast, I nudge our bedroom door open. A smile crept across my face as I spied my wife of five years in the nude still asleep. Slowly and quietly I made my way to the bed trying my best not to wake her.

Setting the tray on the cabinet before I crawl back into bed for a special wake up call. It didn’t take long for my skill tongue to slowly caress my sleeping beauty form sleep to mind shattering intense orgasm.

“Hmm, that wonderful way to wake up,” she say stretching. Like most pervert I just stare as she lean one way than the other. Her breast swing back in forth like a magician hypnotic watch. When she leans back to stretch those firm and wonderful abs make me want to grab and kiss her into submission, but I remember and resist my urge. It her birthday after all.

Quickly leaping out bed to the tray with still warm waffles. “Hope you don’t mind the early wakeup.” I pick up the tray. “I know it your birthday and I know you love to sleep in, but I couldn’t wait to give you your present.”

“Oh yea present” cried the overly excite woman. Her eyes quickly spot the wrap box on the tray as I place it in front of her, over her sexy pussy much to my dismay. “What did you get me?”


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If you like this story, I have other on Eka's Portal

Artwork
Finally getting the money to move this along.
Pick your favorites, but don't get too attached…
Art by Scapefiend
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Esseccho and Scorch are my favorites
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I like the look of Ash k. and Scorch
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Thank you for your patience. Round 1 is done.
But first, a closer look at the girls in Round 0.
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And now, Round 1.
Six arms claimed…
Esseccho, Ash K., Koh-Wa, and Shiho hold strong.

Literature
The Volunteer

A man discovers that his local market is selling a rather unique cut of specialty meat, and that meat has to be coming from somewhere, right?

Tags: Ff/m, Consensual, Penectomy, Castration, mild CBT, Casual, Objectification, implied Cannibalism

He was browsing through the meat section of the market, idly pondering picking up a bit of pork or chicken to have for dinner when he saw it. A set of cock and balls sitting in one of the display cases, right next to the ground beef.

"Wha..?" he exclaimed under his breath, blinking in surprise. "..No way."

The set of clearly erect male organs had been severed neatly, just below a thin metallic band cinched tight around the base. They were a light purplish color, as if they had been taken off only moments after the band had been applied and then somehow preserved. They didn't look frozen, though, but fresh. Very fresh.

"What the hell.." he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief at what he was seeing. Coming across human genitalia was not something he expected to happen while doing his meat shopping.

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>>19901
First off, excellent story! Always a fan of volunteered meat. Specially when it's just so casual of the meatgirls in their harvesting.

This is the sort of role playing scenes I can never find on f-chat. lol

I dunno who I'd want to buy it, maybe some cute famous girl celebrating her 18th birthday. One of those foodie types that takes pictures of everything they eat.
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>>19917
Also, this makes me wish I could draw or had the time for Daz3d stuff. It would make an awesome comic.
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Great work! Glad to see you're still posting.
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I'd prefer a mach more younger male here.

Gore & Death
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Looking for hypnosis or body control related guro. Could involve the victim being brainwashed before being killed, victim killing others, victim killing themselves, or anything else involving both hypno and guro. The art is rare, so I'll post what little I have.
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>>73223
11/11

Hope you enjoy, cause flood detection made this difficult to post.
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bump

Artwork
Is this of interest to anyone? Should I post more?
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somestupidslut seems like a prime candidate for a live(ish) spitroast
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Bump. Looking forward to more.
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Sorry I have't posted for awhile :(
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Well now you are back. :p I just hope you still plan on doing the few requested characters from so long ago. :)
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Oh well see it again
You were part of my impulse to be able to publish my drawings to you Thank you very much
  So well I hope my pink kitten is still in her plans

she is dying fliz ciendo food

Artwork
Warning: graphic imagery require higher supervision and education.
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Wtf this is

No joke anymore

Even ww3 is funnier than this
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Will you 2d me
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Actually

Feel free to share art.
It's free no need to credit.

Bye
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????!!!!
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It matters not if god exist or not

Every step you take makes damage to your body and you know not of it too

And for the sins of the parent the lord allows the children to be blinded and punished.

Good to know the gods are psychotic…so i dont feel too weird. And as it wins all the defects.. happy to know justice itself do not exist.

But in the fiction itself.

Literature
My reproduction /tribute of a story I read years ago on another site. I've looked and can't find it anymore. I’ve tried to reproduce it as completely and faithfully as possible from memory. The original was far better.

If anyone has the original or any info about the author please let me know so that I can properly credit the author.
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Bena's Gift

Many years ago, one winter while I was still in college a special girl came into my life. Her name was Bena.

She was not like the other girls I had known. When we first me, I did not realize just how special she was. She was quiet and plain and rarely spoke in our class that we had together. Had we not been assigned to work together on a group project, I may have overlooked her in that lecture hall we shared with thirty-some other students.

Bena always dressed simply and modestly. She usually wore an unadorned blue gown/robe that covered her whole body down to the floor and her head was always wrapped in an immaculately clean white headscarf.

It was the second week of class when the professor randomly assigned everyone partners for a project. I was given a slip of paper with a name on it. Bena. After some searching, I found her, sitting at a desk in the back row.

“Are you Bena?”
She looked up suddenly but gracefully from her book.


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Love & Noose

Jack had no idea that life would offer him a very special gift in a form of a beautiful young girl, who would offer him a special pleasure beyond his imagination. The girl was an exchange student from Pakistan. Her name was Bena Shari, and the moment Jack laid his eyes on her in class, he felt desire burn inside him. Bena was very beautiful. She was slim, with graceful smooth neck, high cheekbones and raven hair that fell almost to her waist. Her skin was smooth, light brown and spicy. In short, Jack always got his mind wondering what he would do with Bena once he managed to somehow seduce her. Jack was lucky, because Bena liked him too. They met in the park after class and Jack simply kissed her on impulse and she responded with passion that made him fly. Jack's tongue explored her mouth and she tasted of wild spices and honey. The next day, Bena seemed to hesitate about something. Jack told her boldly that he would like to make love to Bena. Eventually, after nearly an hour of silence, Bena cried a little, but then seemed to finally make up her mind. Jack drove her to his brother's hunting lodge just outside the city and there, in total privacy, he took Bena's virginity. Before he penetrated her, they cuddled and kissed and Jack patiently showed her the art of pleasing a man with her mouth. Bena was a gentle and spectacular lover. She lovingly and smoothly brought Jack to heights of ecstasy, and Jack exploded in her mouth. Bena savored his seed and drank him dry, before lying down on the bed and spreading her legs obediently for him. Jack enjoyed her body again and again, until they both lay exhausted on the rumpled sheets. "Jack, "Bena said after she rested. I want to show you something. Something I never showed to anyone." "Really?" Jack said with a smile. "What is it Bena?" "It might upset you a little, "Bena said reaching into her backpack and removing a thick manila envelope. She passed Jack a thick wad of photographs and Jack gasped in surprise at their content. Nearly half of the photos showed hanged young women and girls, some fully clothed, others completely naked. Jack could see that pictures were taken in various locations, and that the victims were hanged using anything from metal wire to shoelaces, ropes, cords and metal cables. The other photos showed actual real life executions, mass and solo hangings and close ups of the dead women's faces and necks after their bodies were cut down. Part of Jack wanted to shake with disgust, b

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Love & Noose
Copyright by Viking (2001).

Jack had no idea that life would offer him a very special gift in a form of a beautiful young girl, who would offer him a special pleasure beyond his imagination. The girl was an exchange student from Pakistan. Her name was Bena Shari, and the moment Jack laid his eyes on her in class, he felt desire burn inside him.

Bena was very beautiful. She was slim, with graceful smooth neck, high cheekbones and raven hair that fell almost to her waist. Her skin was smooth, light brown and spicy. In short, Jack always got his mind wondering what he would do with Bena once he managed to somehow seduce her. Jack was lucky, because Bena liked him too.

They met in the park after class and Jack simply kissed her on impulse and she responded with passion that made him fly. Jack's tongue explored her mouth and she tasted of wild spices and honey.

The next day, Bena seemed to hesitate about something. Jack told her boldly that he would like to make love to Bena. Eventually, after nearly an hour of silence, Bena cried a little, but then seemed to finally make up her mind.

Jack drove her to his brother's hunting lodge just outside the city and there, in total privacy, he took Bena's virginity.


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Artwork
Please.. EnJoy this first draw…. I Will be gift you more
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>>27757
Anatomy is not that big deal.
I guess he knows where it should be, but has a problem to draw it at that angle.
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Cynthia execution

Literature
Sorry for not finishing others before starting a new one but I woke up with this one begging to be written so I figured I'd make a start ;-) Enjoy!

Pt 1

Karl woke up without his alarm. A glance at the clock radio beside his bed told him it was a little after 8am – quite late for him to be waking up but it was a Sunday at least, and his birthday! The single father doubted his daughter Becky would likely wake up for at least another hour so, slipping out of bed and pulling on his robe, her decided to go make himself a coffee and bring it back up to bed to enjoy the peace and quiet.

As he made his way down the stairs, however, he was surprised to hear the hissing of a frying pan and to smell the unmistakable aroma of cooking bacon. This was nothing, however, compared to the surprise that greeted him as he entered the kitchen.

“Hi Daddy!” Becky grinned, glancing away from the frying pan for a moment, “What are you doing up?”

“I, umm… I wanted a coffee.” Ten year old Becky was standing completely nude in front of the stove. This was not like her – she was usually so modest, having mastered the beach-towel dance at the age of six. Yet here she was, preparing breakfast in her birthday suit, even ‘though it was his birthday! Her dirty-blonde hair was washed, dried and brushed neatly and she even seemed to be wearing a little subtle makeup. Clearly she had not simply fallen out of bed and not bothered to get dressed!

“Go back to bed, I’ll bring it up!” Becky turned slightly towards him and Karl could not deny he liked what he saw. Although puberty had yet to hit her, his young daughter’s body was pleasingly feminine with soft curves and legs many adult women would kill for! Those legs were topped with a cute bubble-butt which was just crying out to be spanked. Her nipples were pale pink, perfectly round and slightly perky, her belly curved outwards appealingly and the soft lips below were smooth and puffy. Karl shook his head to clear his thoughts – this was his daughter and she was ten years old, he should not be thinking of her that way. “Shouldn’t you put on an apron or something?” he suggested, trying his best to sound like a parent.

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Pt 5

However willing she might be, Karl could see that the gutting had taken a serious toll on his young daughter’s body. She was shivering and retching although she no longer had any stomach from which to vomit anything. He had made a promise to her, that he would spit her delicious young body while she was still alive and he meant to keep that promise.

“It’s okay, sweetheart.” He stroked her hair tenderly. “Not much longer to go. I’m sorry. I never wanted to hurt you!”

“Don’t be silly, Daddy!” she managed to grin through the pain and strange, feverish feeling that was gradually overcoming her. “I was pretty distracted when you cut me so I didn’t feel it that much and I’m cold right now but I’m going to be plenty warm soon enough!” She giggled in her delightful way that Karl had found so enchanting since she was a baby.

“Well I don’t know about anyone else,” Karl leant forward and kissed her tenderly on the cheek, “but I’m getting hungry! What do you say we get this tasty meat on the barbecue?” He gave her a playful slap on her round bottom which was still sticking out provocatively behind her.

“Great idea!” She grinned back at him. With her dad’s help, Becky climbed up onto the table where she knelt a little awkwardly with her hind-quarters sticking up in the air and her chin resting on the cold metal of the table, providing a hopefully easy path for the spit.

His friend Jack holding the end over his shoulder to steady it, Karl took the spit and lined the sharp tip up with his daughter’s thankfully very well lubricated vagina. As he inserted the end and began to slide it in, he couldn’t help wonder if their morning’s activities had helped to make this part of the process slightly easier for Becky and if, to some degree, that is why she had been so keen to rock his world before filling his belly?

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As always, a superb story!!!😊😊
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>>20015
Thank you :-D Not had a much time today as I'd thought I might have but it's nice to be getting some finished! Especially as I feel another new one brewing based on suggestions! Hehehe
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That ending reminds me of a suggestion I made a while back for girl haggis using heart lung liver kidneys extra ground up mixed with oats and then stuffed into a girl's womb and cooked
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>>20017
Ooh yeah I forgot that! Nice idea :-D

Requests
Heya Ladies and Gents
do you guys know where the source of the manga where a couple having sex and got the woman decapitated when the big monsterous goo arrived.

please let me know or sent a link
thanks in advance
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[Keno Yantarou] Ikitai Yuki-chan - Ecstasy yuki

or

[Keno Yantarou] Ippai Dashita ne
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>>14094
Thank You :)

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