You must murder a sleeping or unconscious girl without waking her up. How would you do it? How would you turn her peaceful slumber into a permanent one.

Post a picture of a sleeping/unconscious victim yourself too

For my picture, this unconscious girl is already being raped by stupid kids so you have to get rid of them first. How would you do it?

Hey I'm in dire need of another temporary editor for Waifu Wars. The original editor has decided to move on from the series and now with Lara Vs Chloe being in the editing process for an indefinite period and the need for me to write Lopunny Vs Renamon vastly approaching I kinda need someone to edit a few fights till I either find a permanent editor or learn to efficiently edit myself (I'm currently practicing on Waifu Wasted so anyone would respectfully point out any grammar, punctuation, or, spelling errors in Cho Chained I'd really appreciate it). And if you happen to want to be a permanent editor for the series (though I doubt anyone’s just going to volunteer for that?) I'd appreciate it. If your up for it my kik is DeathFetish777 and my discord is Vice Dark Lord#0926

Now, don't get me wrong, I DO like scatbooru. The variety and sheer collection of what was considered a hard-to-find fetish is impressive... but there is one issue I currently face with it:

1: NOBODY! TAGS! ANYTHING!: Well, that's not "completely" true, but I have dealt with currently 30-plus pages of untagged stuff, and I know there are some who frequent the booru... yet they don't tag. And no, I'm not gonna JUST make an account to tag everything single stupid thing because this isn't a job for one person to do, thank you very much. Boorus simply survive as they do because of the community that drives them and catalogs them with tags, making things easier to access for everybody. So all these untagged things... it's gonna choke the booru with huge gaps of misplaced stuff.

I doubt anyone shares my concern/complaint.

NEW YORK PARTY GIRL
by Regis



I’ve got no idea how I got into what turned out to be this crazy, extraordinary, exciting lifestyle, but hey, it wasn’t always like this. The truth is, I’m quite a good girl, really. I’m not a call girl, a prostitute or anything, I only fuck friends, and only do it at parties, where everyone’s doing it, and everyone sees everything you do, like nothing ever happens in private, the way prostitutes do it.

I expect becoming a party girl had something to do with how much fun I have riding a a big stiff cock, and the high, even hypersensitiveness of my clit, the way guys loved to plunge their raging erections into me, front and back, sometimes both at the same time, or drive a big dick down my throat, and of course maybe also it has something to do with the wild crowd I run with. Who knows?

Life is all about hooking up. Right? All my friends know I am pretty much a party girl, especially the guys who are my friends, with their constant hard-ons, drilling me at every opportunity, but I’ve got to say I still believe I’m a good girl, because actually everyone in our crowd does it, and always do it together, we never sneak off in private, like a prostitute or anything. I think I already said that.

I never did do drugs, since a girl can easily get hooked, and I never got into anything more addictive than grass and maybe sometimes I had a chance to sniff the occasional row of snow. Ya, coke. That’s what people do. Its not that bad, you know, once you get it into your system.


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Hey there!
I'm a teenage girl, ex-camgirl.
My parents found out about my less-than-savory internet persona, and essentially shoved me into a chastity box and I'm miserable.

I love guro, and I would really love somebody to talk about it with.
I'm also not sure where this goes either, apologies.

If you're interested, DM my Discord (Emi#2050). Looking forward to saying hello. (´ ∀ ` *)

please don't tell me its removed :0

Hello GUROchan


I've got a really weird crush on Jayda Fransen and I'd like to request pics of her. I would suggest stuff like decapitations and gynophagia or cannibalism stuff but draw whatever you want involving her.


I've been browsing GUROchan long enough that I remember someone once made a thread requesting Sarah Palin pics (and that it actually got responses), so I figure Jayda here is fair game too.


... No, there's no agenda here. I'm just sorta fond of her and also a GUROchanner. I don't really agree with her, mind.

Hello everyone I'm looking for someone to realize this fantasy of mine.

Title: A Horrible End. Duration: 120 seconds. Characters: Triss (Futa), Yennefer (Futa) and Ciri (Child). Setting: In a forest. Try to make it as detailed as possible. History Part 1: Ciri tries in vain to escape. She is captured and the punishment begins for her. She has his hands free and tries to resist. Triss puts her cock in her mouth, while Yennefer penetrates her from behind. Final cum. Part 2: Ciri is tied upside down to a branch of a tree. Taking turns yennefer and Triss, they let her taste their cock. Final cum. Part 3: Exhausted Ciri tries in vain to escape crawling. But Triss and Yennefer have a final surprise in store for her. With a magic they transform their cocks, like that of a horse. Triss sits on the ground with his hard cock upwards. Yennefer grabs Ciri and impales her on Triss's cock. The cock comes out of her mouth. Meanwhile Yennefer penetrates Ciri's ear, letting his horse dick come out on the opposite side. Final Cum. Part 4: (The cocks of Yennefer and Triss return human) Ciri lies dead on the ground. But it is not over yet. Triss grabs Ciri's head and pulls it off. She uses it to put his balls inside Ciri's mouth and masturbate. Meanwhile Yennefer uses Ciri's feet, with boots, to become a shoejob. Final Cum. (Both girls sit on the ground to do these things).

Ben hadn't noticed that his babysitter sneaked out until long after she was gone, Initially the young boy was mad that he had been left alone but soon the boy realized what an opportunity it was. First thing he did was put on the 'showtime' channel that had all the R rated movies him mom didn't let him watch. They were rife with action, violence and the occasional flashing of boobies. The young boy was still too little to be really turned on by them...but they sure were fun to look at for! Once he had his fill he went to the kitchen and ate an entire carton of ice cream before stealing a dozen cookies. A few hours later he came back, snacking some more before heading to bed at nearly 11pm, hours past his bed time. He plopped down in his bed, his little belly swollen with sweets. He kicked off his sneakers, showing of his heavily grayed days old socks before laying down. For a while he was unable to fall asleep but after lifting his shirt and popping the button on his shorts he was able to doze off. Leaving his shorts open and underwear exposed, drool spilling down the side of his face as he slept

Though he wouldn't sleep soundly for long, before long the young boy began to toss and turn in his sleep. His mind doing its best too keep him from waking as a deep pain began to shoot through his guts. His stomach churning a bubbling against the massive intake of sweets. Before long he woke with groan and wicked tummy ache. He rubbed his swollen belly as it churned and bubbled beneath his fingers. Ben groaned again, feeling a wave of nausea strike him. Drool smeared all over the right side of his face, but yet more saliva began to spill into his mouth. Then came the terrible sensation that young Ben knew all to well. That awful tickle in the back of his throat. The muscles loosening and opening up. Getting ready to expel the contents of his stomach.

"Ohhh nooo" He whined, quickly hopping out of his bed, his filthy socks slapping the hard wood floor. He shuffled quickly out of his room and headed down the hall. He was going to spew, he knew it was coming, that tickle in his throat let him know it was already too late for him to have any hope of not barfing. Not even halfway down the hall and his stomach lurched, he instinctively threw his hand up to cover his mouth as he gagged

"Bleephhff" A disgusting gurgling came out of his throat as he upchucked a creamy slime of bile and half digested ice cream. It sprayed out between his fingers and splattered onto the floor. Ben tried to push on, but he was already throwing up. He hoped he could make it to the bathroom with only a small mess to clean up, but unfortunately he was not so lucky.

He made a shuffling four steps before a gurgling belch sent a violent spray of barf shooting out from his lips, this a much more chunky colorful chum of partially digested candy and sweets. He tried to keep it from spilling out of his mouth with his hand but only succeeded in vomiting all over himself, puke dripping down his arm to his elbow and splattering the front of his shirt. The wretch sour taste kept him from keeping his mouth clenched and the burning sensation in his throat was too much to bare. He gave in, pulling his puke covered hand away from his face he leaned over just a bit and began to projectile vomit right onto the floor

Puke sprayed out of his throat for what seemed like ages, the foul taste of bile washing over his tongue as the muscles in his stomach continue to contract. The chunky spray of colorful spew splattered to the floor just in front of his feet. A pile of white mush with colorful chunks and bits of half dejected cake and candy began to grow as he barfed. Before long the pile of vomit overtook his toes, his own bile seeping into his socks before burying his toes in vomit. His throat burned terribly, all the way up to his nose.

Tears streamed down the young boys face as he begged for his body to stop, as far as the boy knew, throwing up was the worst thing that he could suffer through. Finally, after what seemed like hours to the small boy, vomit stopped coming up out of his throat. He coughed, sputtered and spat, groaning as the pain in his tummy as well as the nausea had not subsided. The foul taste of vomit clung to his tongue, making his stomach churn, no matter how many time he spat the taste wouldn't leave. Suddenly he hiccuped, and up came more vomit. Just enough to fill his little mouth and spill over his bottom lip, dripping down his chin.

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This pony's Dong Needs to be Frozen in a block of Ice..

So if anyone is willing to make this edit happen, would be greatful.

Holly shivered as she stood in her families living room in just her panties. She was 14 and had already developed considerably. With a 34 C chest, a 22 inch waist and a 35 inch hips, her 5'1" frame was quite attractive. 'Breeding hips' her father had called them; and not lightly either. She had already had three of his children, a little girl named Mercades, born when she was 12, and had just given birth to twin boys a year ago. The kids were a handful, but her other sisters were helpful. She had an older sister, Clara who had three daughters, two her dads, and one her brothers. There was an older still sister Rachel, but she had been spit roasted and bar-b-qued last summer. She had had 4 girls in a row and had been roasted. Her oldest brother Ken, who had fathered them was cooked and eaten first. The human cannibalism laws realized that just cooking the girls was a recipie for no humans left, so boys were on the menu as well. Girls could be cooked, but only if they had enough children to replace them. That meant three children. Hollies youngest sister, Dana was only 11 and had not gotten pregnent yet.
Hollies brother Virgil, was standing on the other side of the room with her father. She was standing there with Clara. Their brother was working toward his journeymen certificate as a longpig chef and he needed a subject to snuff. As the only girls in his family he could practice on (their mom had been snuffed several years ago) he was picking between the two. Virgils eyes finally landed on Holly and he nodded. Her father dismissed Clara from the room. And they went into the back yard to practice.
"Go in just under the sternum, down, around the belly button, and end just above the cunt" Hollies brother demonstrated with a finger simulating the knife. Holly was on all fours with her brother behind her. He had been pointing out the things he needed to know for the journeymans exam. He was going to be getting a longpig selected from the lottery, but was allowed to practice at home under the eyes of his father, who was a master chef.
"Correct," said his father. "You're doing very well, I'm sure you'll pass this exam with flying colors."
"I sure hope so," said Virgil.
"Well, I think that's about all for now, and I'm sure you could use some time to relieve some stress." Jonas nodded to his daughter, "So I'll leave you two alone to do that."
Jonas Crittendon walked out of the room and Virgil turned to his sister, who remained on all fours looking back at him, almost expectantly, he thought.
He slid her panties down and slowly nosed the head of his rock hard cock into her already wet cunt. She moaned softly at the invasion, but pushed back like a true slut.
"God, I love your cunt sis."
"I have a name, do you have to remind me that I'm your sister?"
"I know you do, but yes, I have to remind you. It's hot to fuck your own sister."
Holly moaned softly, knowing that she felt the same way, but refusing to admit it.
"I know you like it, sis, you always get so wet when I remind you. You get turned on by taboo stuff, like having your little incest babies with dad, or getting your brothers cock. Hell I'll bet you are even a little snuff slut."

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Serena and I were enjoying our moment at the beach.

“It’s so great that we’ve managed to get the beach to ourselves.” She said to me.

“Yeah…” I muttered. I was a little too shy to look at her directly. Even as her body was submerged with the water, her gorgeous face with her shimmering blue eyes were too much for me to handle without tackling her for a hug. She swam over to me.

“You know, seeing as we’re alone and all that…” She gave me a seductive look. I blushed.

“Wait, what?” I asked her. Before anything else happened, Serena held her gut in pain. “H-hey! Are you alright?” Serena began to sink. I panicked and grabbed her, swimming as fast as I can to the shore. I knew we should have waited an hour before eating.

Eventually we got to the shore. I was carrying her in my arms and placed her on my towel. I got her mouth to open as I tried my best to attempt CPR. At least, I tried to. I placed my hands on her chest and pumped it up and down while breathing into her mouth. There was no one else to help me with the CPR, so I was stuck on my own. Up, down, up, down. I tried my hardest, but I wasn’t able to fully know CPR. By about five minutes, I froze in despair as I fully convinced myself that I couldn’t revive her. I looked at my hands as they hovered over her chest…

I had one hand hover over her breast. I squeezed it… It felt warm. I could feel her nipple poking my hand as I kept squeezing. I looked at her open mouth and moved for it, kissing her and giving her my tongue. I gently moaned as I got on top of her to feel her remaining warmth plus the warmth of her still-wet body. My legs moved around as my knee touched something: her crotch. I got up and looked at her in her white one-piece bikini. She looked so beautiful and peaceful. I looked to her crotch. I had to see it. I got to the crotch part and slid it away, revealing to me her vagina.

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Hello everyone! I am not new to this site in terms of browsing, but certainly in posting. I am a writer who, as the subject line says, writes scat related stories. While I might not be prompt with replies and whatnot, I wanted to post some of my work here on this site to spread my name a bit. Whether or not I post all of it here, I'm unsure of, but I do have other sites I post to.

You can also find my work on Tumblr and on my recently remade HF account.
dethlwriting.tumblr.com
www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Dethl-Reborn/profile

I will post a few of my works below, so people can see how I write.

Anon2012 creates a full-color supergirl comic in which she is beaten, broken and rape by some supervillains.

Now he opened a poll to decide which way she should end. Please help make it a gory end, not the usual boring prisoner scenario.

easypolls.net/poll.html?p=59600c9be4b0232aa7da9cb2

The thing that awoke Victoria first were the distant screams. Pained, horrific screams that were utterly impossible to ignore. Cold sweat doused her forehead, and her chest rose and fell as she recovered from some terrifying nightmare that, at the moment, she couldn’t seem to recall. She swallowed, her smooth throat bulging ever so slightly. She looked around, attempting to take in her surroundings, but all she could note was the close blackness and her positioning. Nothing was making sense. Where was she? What was happening? Who was screaming? Why was she… why was she entirely naked? She could feel her limbs all stretched apart like the Vitruvian Man, held up by tight restraints that seemed to be a part of the wall she was pressed against. As she slowly regained more confidence, the prospect of struggling became more and more relevant in her mind. She blinked twice rapidly then lurched forward, as if hoping to break one of the restrains. Nothing, of course, but her somewhat hefty body jiggling.

“It’s… no use…” she heard a voice say above her. It was quiet and raspy, hushed and extremely stressed. She had heard the voice before, but something about it was so different she just couldn’t tell. It sounded dry, as if she had been awake much, much longer than Victoria had been. She looked up. Directly above her was another girl in the exact same position as her, yet Victoria couldn’t see her face. Just a rather plump, delectable pussy that preceded a taut anus pulled open by her stretched cheeks. Beyond that, Tori could see only breasts, firm and round with quite a bit of weight, not too dissimilar to her own.

“Who are you?” Victoria asked quietly.

“Shannon. There’s no use trying to escape…”

Shannon? Her sister? None of this was making sense: being bound up naked underneath her own sister, the sound of distant screaming. What was happening? What was going to happen?

In the distance, Victoria suddenly heard a low buzzing, followed by the loudest screams she had yet to hear. Her eyebrows pushed together, forming creases on her forehead, in fear and confusion. The confusion followed when the screams died out suddenly. The distant buzz clicked off. Now there was nothing. No sound but the soft, heavy breaths of her and her sister. What could she do now? It was obviously no time for small talk with her sister, and as time progressed worry welled up more and more inside her.

And the anxiety welled for quite some time. In fact, though she didn’t have a legitimate way to measure it, she knew somehow she hung there for hours after the screaming stopped. The only comfort Tori had was knowing her sister was right above her, and something about the soft sound of breath filling the mysterious chamber brought a warm satisfaction to her heart where joy currently lacked.

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Hi there, I play league of legends, and there's one character in particular that I hate; Ahri. Now seeing how she's still a little on the hot side, I am not against hentai of hers, but I'd like it with a little twist. Unfortunately there's none of that stuff to be found on the internet and I'm not much of an artist myself, so seeing how I ran into this site, I figured one of you lads may actually be able to help me out. I'd love to see a few pics where Ahri has been tied up and will be/is being/has been raped and tortured, preferably eye gouged (i know it's fucked up, but it gets me hard every time, don't ask). Other things Guro-related injuries are welcome too, if you have any spicy ideas. Go all out, artistic freedom is very much encouraged. Use the included picture for reference or as a base for the artwork. Surprise me!

Hi guys. I want to try something a little different for my second /lit/ project, and that means stepping away from my comfort zone and the fetishes I have experience with. I have a couple of questions, and I'm hoping somebody with a better medical or fictional knowledge can help me with.

First, something everybody likes. Blowjobs.

I'm wondering, could I actually die from asphyxia caused by a cock in my mouth? It can make it pretty hard to breathe, would it be plausible for a particularly deep thrust to block off my air supply and cause me to suffocate? And on a related topic, could a large enough ejaculation drown me?

And secondly, what seems to be a favourite around here, disembowelment.

My main curiosity revolves around sensation. Do my internal organs have sensory nerves, IE would I feel pain from my/in spilled entrails? Or just the pain in my skin and flesh? And secondly, how would you perform disembowelment? Would you slice vertically from the base of my ribs down to my mound, or horizontally across my belly or abdomen?

Thanks. I know they're odd questions, but having this kind of knowledge helps me write. And finding this info through other sources is proving difficult.

i swear to god that there's this art of two nurses feeding the viewer rice porridge with various small body parts in it (eyeball, finger, nipple), which obviously came from one of the nurses because she's missing those parts. I remember seeing it once upon a time but I can't seem to find it again. help me out?

Hello everyone, back with a new story! It's in kind of a different format than usual. Not just straight prose. Was interesting to write, and I'm planning on more. So without further ado:

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The following emails were sent on the 29th of November 20XX, shortly after the release of the highly anticipated new games console, the Real, and the latest installment of the long-running Realms of Rampage fantasy RPG franchise, which utilised advanced technology to reflect in-game activity onto the user. This exchange, prompted by a Ms. Karen Dziekanowski, is one of many similar email chains sent in the aftermath of the game’s release.

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TO: [email protected]
FROM: Karen Dziekanowski (e-mail address censored for privacy)
SUBJECT: Some Quick Questions!

Hello,

Just want to ask a few quick questions about the Real and the new Realms of Rampage game. LOVE the game so far, so immersive, like nothing I’ve ever played! But there are one or two little things that I thought I’d just clear up with you guys.

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