Lovely work! Are you the same PusKiller that is on Pixiv? I quite enjoy your artwork there as well. Would you entertain the idea of doing RPs?

>>13094
Organization's sake? No. I don't really have a good reason. Would it be better if I did that to reduce clutter?

>>13905

Yup! Thats me! I'm much more of an opportunistic creator now (aka: when I have some free time) so my content output is much lower, but I still enjoy doing it.

Unfortunately, with the rare commodity of free time I have, I don't think I could fairly commit to an RP. So I'd like to decline, but thank you for the offer!

Butterfingered that reference number. Previous response was for:

>>13095

cant wait to see the nursery scene

Wow, thank you so much :)

reupped

mediafire.com/file/giprlo18t9uq91w/Shintaro+Kago+-+Ripping+the+Throat+in+a+Hurry.rar

reup? please and thankyous

I doubt is this kind of stuff even exists since dolcett was quite specifically focused on females. The whole fictional universe is about males being extremely uncommon and valuable while females are on the same value as cows.

Unless of course, you are looking for stuff unrelated to dolcett.

there is a thread in gore and death

/g//8res97.html

Well... I didn't request these, but they are up my alley.

>>9876

Something about puffy fortune cookies and shitting just seems so hot, to me.

well dude, I wanna see this too. Especially on isabelle hnnnng. I wanna see her farting and shitting <3

>>9895

I'm glad I'm not the only one. <3

living skeletons

>>8187
a skeleton's a skeleton, man

YA

>>14346 source ?

>>7118
4 digit code?

#4554

>>7120
Ok didnt go through. Add me
StoneyHaze#5314

>>7121
Ok. Will do in the morning ok

>>7121
Alright I added you. So when ever your online next

>>9662
if u wanna buy it send me mail [email protected]

>>9662
I want that too

>>9662
Me too

Dis one too

Great story! Thanks.

Love it! Oooh I wanna hear more stories of foamy the dolphin porn star! ;)

fucking love it.

gota love demented pollution poisoned painsluts

>>13061
>>13064
>>13072

Thank you so much for reading! I'm still thinking about where to go, or whether to continue with the story. It felt self-contained when I wrote it, but we'll see :)

>>13080
Definitely good self contained story, yet a sequel would be good!

>>13013
Awesome.
For a moment, I was tempted to search all the drowning threads for your inspiration image. But somehow I doubt it'd have the same impact as you conveyed with your slow escalation, your agonizing piece-by-piece reveal. Call me infatuated ;)

>>13071

Thanks for the praise! Ironically, I didn't use a picture from the drowning thread as inspiration, so perhaps it's a good thing you didn't look there ;)

I’m a good girl, and I always was, even my daddy told me that. He trained me in lots of special ways to be good with a man. He said if I ever told Mommy she wouldn’t think I was a good girl, but he told me I definitely was. That was good enough for me, because he always hugged me a lot and everything, a lot more than Mommy ever did.

Even when I was little he told me I was sexy and that I turned him on big time. Mommy had to go to work on weekends, and he’d take advantage to help me with my private sex training, as he called it. We started the training when I was like 7, so I had lots of experience before I went to college. He had a really big dick, and I was like 11 before I could take the whole thing all the way into me.

These guys who are my friends have big dicks too. They are doing really well at selling stocks, and they really love girls. They like the look of us, and are always putting clips on our cuntlips to hold them open, or to dangle little weights or tiny bells from them, that ring while we walk or are getting fucked, or will use rubber cement to glue our cuntlips wide open just to look at them.

It’s just that these guys really like to see a girl’s cunt, the most compelling thing about her, they say, and they like it to always look like its feeling horny. They even call us cunt, like they don’t know our name, and we let them do stuff to us because they always want to see our sex organ ready and open for business, and I guess its fair because they do the same kind of shit to all of us.

They’ll even put a big hard rubber ring up inside our fuck hole to hold it wide open so they can see right up inside us, right to the cute dimple of our cervix. They pull the ring out when they’re ready to fuck us, but then put it back in right after they’ve ejaculated inside us.

When they use that ring inside our cunts I always think its a pretty humiliating thing to do, but you know I think it’s also really cute, from one perspective, sort of a male way of seeing things. Its to our advantage if we do whatever the guys like, just because they want to do it, and never ask. Once they figured out we’d let them do anything, they really started pushing the boundaries.

One afternoon we were surprised when our old boss showed up, with a pair of 14-year-old girls in tow. We were all naked, wearing only our heels, ready for action when the guys got home from work. Our ex-boss told the girls to get naked, and then she took off her clothes too.

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One of the guys, or maybe the bar tender, cuts the cord, triple bags the sprog and it gets dropped right down the trash chute, end of story. The girl that drops it now gets to rejoin our group, and so it goes. Life goes on, but the sprog’s done, so she’s free to be a party girl again. I’ve dropped 3 since I joined my stockbroker friends just over four years ago, and it was scary but cool.

Anyway, we were 4 or 5 nights into one of these exciting ‘time of month’ ‘kill the fucking bunny’ games where we were all getting team-fucked when a couple of the guys came in and said the game was off, because they’d just found something way more exciting, and they needed as many of us as possible to take part.

They told us they’d met these really rich dudes who they found were throwing a terrific party, and they needed to have girls like us who liked to party, and who weren’t prudes, but who were just looking for a good time, girls who were really into satisfying the lust of their clits. I was in.

The guys told us these new guys they’d met were really rich, and what they said they needed was solid girls who weren’t afraid to show their goods, weren’t afraid of some fun rope games, were well built broads with a great set of tits, just like us, and we were told they were going to pay 4 grand to any girls they liked, girls who really wanted to participate, just for one night, and they would pay us in advance.

They told us those new guys had bought some really cool sex toys, and they needed to use them for real with willing ladies. I love using fun sex toys, almost as much as I like fucking. Hey, that’s not true, I like fucking a lot better, but hot sex toys are always fun. The new guys had stipulated they needed only voluptuous girls with a hot torso like us, no skinny cunts or fatties. We’d be perfect.

I’ve got a really cool figure with big firm tits, a sexy rounded tummy, which I think I got from the 3 party pregnancies I had, but guys love it, and I have a gorgeous cunt, which really looks outrageous when I’m feeling hot. I’m not a mother or anything, because the pups I popped all went down the trash chute, so I’m totally free to be a full-time sex party girl again.

Ever since I got my stimulating clit clip put on, I feel hot all the time. Like I’m almost always having a fucking orgasm. Just walking stimulates me, and when my clit starts to swell, the damned clip just works better and better, those tiny teeth do their thing, and a rush of orgasms start, and they just keep on coming. I think if every girl had one of these clit clips, there’d be no more war, because all the guys would be fucking us continually, if we had our way.

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Now something I thought was worst of all happened. The guys brought these 40 pound weights out, released the rope from one of out tits, and tied it to a weight, so that one tit was taking all our weight, and the other was being pulled severely down by a big fucking weight. The new weight was being supported by the one tit as well.

I hated these assholes. Even my friends at the sprog-dropping parties had never treated me this badly when I’d been ass-fucked while three different times, like on three different occasions, I’d been forced to pop my pups out. That was then, this was now. I sort of hated that, but really hated this. It was bullshit, and I couldn’t do anything about it.

The weight on one tit pulled on me so hard that my whole fucking torso twisted. With one tit being pulled up and the other down, I was being bent severely, and had to look really grotesque. All this was happening while I as cuming like a fucking pig, if a pig was able to cum, which is possible, I guess, and I was hanging like a fucking pig too.

In this new position I could see horizontally, because of the skew in my body. There was nothing I wanted to see. My neck was in almost as much pain as my tits because of the pull on my braid to my asshole anchor. The other eight cunts were in bad shape too, and all of us were drooling from the tight steel rod clamps on our tongues.

When all the girls got a weight tied to one of her big tits, so that their breasts were stretched wide apart, one up and the other down, things suddenly got a whole lot more serious. This was even worse than anything I’d ever heard of, even in New York, where just about every filthy disgusting thing was possible. I was part of the most shocking party ever!

All the men were fully dressed, but now they were a whole lot more interested. They got their cocks out, stroked them to full erection, and then started pumping on them, fucking their fists at the sight of us, like they knew exactly what was going to happen to us. We didn’t, but it was exciting, although we were pretty sure it wasn’t going to be pretty.

A big muscular guy wearing only some work boots came in, carrying a small hunting knife. He had a deep tan, like he lived his life on the beach, but in New York it was more likely he spent a lot of time stretched out in a tanning salon. His big cock curved stiffly up, his penis bouncing and his balls swinging with every step. This naked guy was a seriously bad looking dude.

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Wow, that was great. Really loved the clit clamp.

I've used a clit clamp before in stories, but not to this level. The earlier use was of one electrified, driven by a battery carried inside the vagina. It produced continual stimulation for two days, which is more continual orgasm than most women could endure. They died from a combination of high blood pressure and total exhaustion.

Exhentai only has loli stuff which is not available on public site

there's a tag for it on exhentai, which is just "large insertions." there are loads of good large insertion works there.

>>7069
We even don't need to go that deep. Things like people trying to put their intestines back inside, shot in the head teen prostitutes in favelas or stabbed to death ex-gfs in Korea are sad no matter of interpretation. And fapping to that is highly disrespectful ( but this is matter of one's emphaty).

Although I agree, you can ignore this sadness, or even enjoy it. I won't blame anyone for that, but it's wrong thing to do in my opinion.

>>7070
Well, I guess there are other great minds out there then;)

Not only do I enjoy gore, but I especially enjoy the suffering associated with it. The gore itself is just the package it comes in. To me, the sadness of the context is part of what makes it great. It's part of the reason I'm not into post-death gore and I'm not into consensual torture. A butchered corpse of a girl is just a pile of meat, but a living, conscious girl in tears as she is mutilated slowly has some appeal. The things that must be running through her head, the raw emotion of the situation, the trauma and anguish, all are a part of it. Emotion is a drug at the end of the day, good or bad.

Fortunately, I'm also a reasonable and respectful person. I think it goes without saying on this board, but it's possible to enjoy imagining the unthinkable without endorsing or condoning it in real life. I would never wish these sorts of things on anyone in reality.

Interesting. I'm not super into gore, but like you, >>7073, I'm way into the suffering, the physical, emotional, and psychological cruelty of the thing. Though unlike you I'm not into straight up non-consent. I like it to be consensual, semi-consensual, or just like, that's her place in the world and she just doesn't even think about having a choice, and its best if she doesn't enjoy it at all.

I think part of what makes it exciting in fantasy is how wrong you know it is in reality right? Like, in real life I'm a vegetarian because I don't even like the idea that animals die so I can eat, but in fantasy I will totally make that bitch prep her sister for the oven and fuck her in the ass while making her watch through the window.

Nah ur not missing anything. I’m sure if you did it right you’d like it. Irl gore stuff online is mostly such shit
Tell me with a straight face you could slit someone’s throat and not be aroused, at the very least by the fact of what you’re doing

Yeah it’s sad to think about maiming or death in the context of the irl consequences, and maybe you can’t help being turned off if ur empathy is high/normal enough
But personally the fetish more hinges around the mutilation, blood, guts and the control. Those things in isolation are hot, nothing sad about it

Given his habit of collecting/preserving fine armour/baubles, I suspect his first instinct will be to find some way to add the soft beauty to his collection. Perhaps he will attempt to delicately strip her other layers at first? Or find some other magical or enviromental way of "claiming" this gossamer beauty for himself? At the very least he should pin her like a butterfly so she can't flutter away.

***Important note: I re-titled this thread by reposting it myself. This post marks the end of that reposting and is all new!

Thank you, with all of the threads with only 1 post, the original, or that have only the Original Poster reposting over and over again, it's nice to have even one comment, it's pretty inspiring. I hope you like this next chapter, I considered your advice and thought the story forward! I also quite meanly probably won't take all of it, I don't know if I can see Tiamel splaying her out like a butterfly. Though I'll make a reference to that recommendation if I get far enough. [I didn't get far enough this writing session, don't go waiting for it. But I still have the idea up in my head!]

I wasn't planning to make a second chapter in this thread, I guess I'll have to make a whole new thread simply called "LAIR." and start posting there. I had to go and make the title so limiting to myself. Oh well. [I did so. Hence the note at the top]

XXX LAIR

CH 2: Shathahuf

Tiamel's nose droops down to touch the girl. Shaun's breathing quickens as he presses into her body, the pain of any movement threatening to make her black out, she keeps her tie to reality- which is now a strong as torn yarn- out of sheer curiosity about the dragon she has such a rare close proximity to. He rubs his cheek into her, and feels her warm skin give it's heat to his cold. At a tiny twist of her spine in the dragons confused, affectionate nuzzling, she yelps out loud and moans out measley, broken sobs before she graced with fainting. He traced the circle of his home in a huffed three footed pace, holding the sleeping girl he'd fallen for in one palm he held off the ground. This confused the dragon, he was in a daze. What did he want from her? What did he need? He felt there was something he required of her he couldn't get, but he was every passing moment needing whatever it was more. As if an ember in his chest were desperately searching for timber to catch, he felt some glowing spark flit about in his core with the eratic speed and direction of his own mystefied train of thought.

Daylah watched, half blinded by her protection, her mind being fed moment by moment with new terror. Her heart pumping adrenaline into ruined muscles which wrang out with sharp and burning pains as they continued, through exhaustion, to shake. She watched as the albescent beast dropped her friend meters to the hard stone floor. Shaun toppled backwards lazily and crumpled to the ground with a crack of her head against the stone. Daylah whmpered, rustling armors as she tried to lift the weight with her tired muscles... But she knew for certain it was all over for them! Moving made her feel like vomitting. Lifting makes her burning joints grind. So she stays and watches as the paper white lizard inspects Shaun's tiny wrinkled body on the floor.

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Interesting. I admit, now things have taken this turn, I'm less interested in seeing lethal violence happen to Shaun or even Daylah. It will be interesting to see how their psychologies evolve, and how long they might be the dragon's prisoners...slaves..and perhaps eventual willing pawns. Will they come to depend on Tiamel? Will they help him strip other foolish adventurers of their armour? I am very intrigued to see where you take things next.

Pretty interesting series of stories here! I like some good old fashioned fantasy fiction, especially with dragons so I wish you the best.

My personal tastes are in the other direction though, although I do enjoy dragons and violence I particularly pine to see some stories that make it a point to inflict some upon the dragons as well. It seems almost unusually uncommon for dragons to be on the receiving end of torture, as you'd think they would be perfect due to how much access a small human could have to their parts, especially the armorless genitals.

Will definitely be on board if your plans ever go in that direction.

Damnit, of course, on my fourth read-through, after I posted, I see a few small grammatical errors here and there. That's the problem with writing this stuff - its hard to proof read because its so damn distracting to read in the first place!

If anyone wants another upload with the small changes, just chime in. Otherwise, I'll get started on Part 2 :)

and yes, that above was me. For realz.

very nice stuff. i would hope for a sequil showing what Kasaal finds... hopefully even younger prey for her.

Yes indeed! I had meant Kasaal to be part 3, but no reason not to make her viewpoint part 2 instead. Glad you enjoyed part 1, please look forward to more soon!

after i made the post i realized i misspelled particular wrong. haha

>>6907
Code complexity is about all, I would expect. Pretty much no *chan type server uses anything like that other than at the section overview level, they're all extremely simple (though Enclaved would probably beg to differ given his rant about having to disentangle the original spaghetti code in order to fix it) PHP/MySQL type affairs.

SELECT FROM TABLE "artwork" WHERE $THREAD = "1429" and all that.

Heck it might even be a simpler filesystem based setup given how the "forum" and "thread" addresses are given... e.g. for this thread, gurochan.cx/dis/res/6907.html ... this is thread #6907, and it's in Discussion, so each new post regenerates the code of page file 6907.html under folder /dis/res on the gurochan server. Loading the page then requires nothing more than reading the html, and any images inlined to it (which are also stored in a big flat pile inside /dis/res, and found by searching their numerical filename). Doesn't even separate threads into their own folders... I mean, I'd expected this to be more index.html in /dis/res/6907, but that's evidently not the case (or at least, what we can see from the client side doesn't reflect that; it might be like that in reality with the server-side software doing some live translation between the apparent and actual filesystems).

Very messy, but still entirely effective, and about as simple as it's possible to make. Writing the files so that they cut each page into sections would require adding an extra level of intelligence to the file authoring code to judge where to split them up and providing the nav links, and either making multiple .html files for each page as it grew (not the most difficult, admittedly, as just adding an underscore and then a pair of hex characters would allow 256 separate pages), or twiddling the CSS to fake that (I've no idea myself how you'd make that work, but presume it's doable; however, your browser would still have to load the entire html file even if not the pictures, and in some text-heavy threads the data load of the text and html code can outweigh that of the thumbnailed images).

Or in other words, if you're that bothered, contact the admin and offer to set it up for him, I'm sure he'd be delighted at not having to fuck with the board code any further in order to provide a change whose benefit is somewhat marginal unless you're stuck on 56k or using an ancient Celeron with very little RAM.

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* s/regenerates page code/appends a new post section at the end of the page code (just above the footer)

Like, I doubt it would rewrite the entire page, that would get pretty heavy for the longer ones, and require some kind of separate database or at least creating a temporary single-thread one in the server memory. Much easier to just have each post on a thread marked out with some kind of comment tag (so they can be deleted in a fairly simple manner later on - just erase those particular tags and everything between them, plus any associated image file), and with each new one erase the (standardised) footer, then write in the post data and reappend the footer. The html files themselves become the in-place database, making for a considerable saving in terms of disc space and processing overhead.

SELECT * FROM ThreadPosts WHERE threadId = "whatever" ORDER BY postDateTime LIMIT {postsPerPage*pageNumber}, {postsPerPage};

would work in MySQL.

And pages threads are useful for more than just load times - it helps you save your place. Instead of having to save something you can Ctrl-F to some file, you can just look up the last page of the thread in your browser history - or if you've set up your browser to re-open the last session's tabs, you're immediately back where you left off.

And here's page functionality in JS: pastebin.com/J0rHXEVi

This could easily be made into a browser extension, but for now, do the following to get it working:

1. Append ?page=[n] to the end of a thread URL, where [n] is the page number starting at 1.
2. Reload the page to apply this change.
3. Open the developer tools by pressing F12.
4. Navigate to the "Console" tab.
5. Paste the provided code (see Pastebin link) into the console and press Enter.

And here's a Chrome extension based on the code I posted earlier: chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/gc-pagination/hjchpmmpmlpobmihjoiafhofacfampmf