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As far as I can tell, the only way you can reach this site is through links either found on places like discord, or if links shared between people. I feel like it would grow a lot faster if it was one of the things that came up when you searched Gurochan
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But on the other hand, if its more accessible, it'll also be more susceptible to spam attacks and retards who think they can post CP and IRL snuff, like what happened to the last Gurochan.
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TBF, whilst I only just came across the .cx site knowledge whilst searching for what I was missing on desuarchive, it still took me less time to run across that than the /last/ GC epic fail.

It's probably roughly about the right level of obscurity…

Literature
This thread will be where all of my stories will be posted.

The first one for this thread will be done in a few hours or in the morning, but I wanted to go ahead and start the thread due to how long it takes new threads to appear.
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The judge skimmed the document in his hand before looking over his desk, a grimace on his face, at the young woman with should sitting across from him. Marie Myers, short and slender, with purple hair to her shoulders, watched with piercing brown eyes. Only nineteen, dressed in a grey sweater and matching sweatpants, and black sneakers, one might have assumed her to be a college student asking to drop out of a course. In his deepest subconscious, Judge Carter probably wished this to be that scenario.

"This is a rather big commitment you have agreed to for your sister. Are you fully aware of what you're giving up?"

Marie shifted her eyes. "Yes. I know," she muttered. "My life," she thought to herself; she opened her mouth to say it but only managed a puff of air.

"Your parents committed treason, and the law only requires the execution of one child. It's highly likely that Ivy assisted then in some cases, which is why she was sentenced instead of you. Now I can't stop you from taking her place, but I will point out that you are giving your life for an alleged traitor."

"Ivy's only twelve, she didn't know what she was doing. My parents brainwashed her with their fascist ideologies, just as they tried to do me. With them gone from her life she has a chance to see our parents for the demons they were. She's only a child with her whole life ahead of her, and I'd hate to see it cut short for them."

"She may be young, but you're only nineteen yourself. Seeing as you turned your family in, we can be certain that you will make for a more valuable citizen. Ivy may not see the error of her ways, and if she so much as doodles a single swastika she will be facing execution again."

"She might or might not come back here, but if I don't give her that second chance I will regret this for the rest of my life. Knowing that my sister died because I left her to the same demons I escaped from is worse than dying in my opinion."

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Gore & Death
Just some want for DMC. Incest is welcome. Art of the new character is very much welcome!

Artwork
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Gonna dump some of my colored sketches here
will add a lot of headless girl in the future maybe
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where can i commision you mr. or miss mori?
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>>23135

i sage my email on some of the post above ;)
like this one >>17624
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Wow, this is good!

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Does anyone know of any horror stories that contain gore and pregnant victims?

3D CGI
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Are there any pictures of DOTA here?
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If you like, I will upload more pictures about dota.
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>>26051
If you like, I will upload more pictures about dota.
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Literature
Hello all. I felt inspired by the recent Network test for SC6 and wanted to finally create and share something. I hope you enjoy it!


Narrator: The winner is the last man standing…

Sophitia had backed Kilik into a corner, having knocked Kali-Yuga from his hands and approaching with sword and shield drawn. She must have Soul Edge, no matter what it takes. But Kilik too, must destroy Soul Edge—no matter what it takes. Reluctantly, he tears the protective talisman from his chest. He had been warned by Edge Master to never remove the bracelet as it was the only thing preventing Kilik from being consumed by Soul Edge’s corruption. However, he was confident that he could control the power and use it destroy the cursed blade and free himself from the curse.

Kilik was wrong.

Immediately, the cursed swords power overtook him. In a violent explosion of dark energy, Sophitia is thrown back and separated from her weapons. She slams against a wall, and then slides to the ground. When she recovers, she looks up to see her opponent covered in red markings and his hair flailing violently. She quickly scampers towards her weapons, but she is intercepted by her imposing opponent. Kilik violently snatches her by the neck and lifts her up, gazing psychotically into her frightened eyes. A mass of dark energy accumulates in his free hand, and at its apex he slams it into Sophitia’s core. Her body wanted to fly back from the force, but Kilik’s grip was too strong and instead the energy disperses all over her body. She screams out in pain as the corruption of Soul Edge reaches inside of her, and as the energy shreds her clothing to tatters. She is left completely exposed by the attack, with her generously sized breasts shaking violently from the attack. Her mind is overwhelmed with pain, and at a loss for control over her body. She is completely exposed and completely vulnerable.

With his opponent crippled, Kilik shoves her to the ground hard enough to crack the earth beneath her, and in an instant he mounts the woman. Sophitia now finds herself staring at the corrupted man’s member, itself clearly having been engorged beyond normal means by the blade. She had been with men before of course, and the throbbing phallus she now was corned by was at least twice the size of any of those men. She knew what was coming and tried to brace herself for the pain and humiliation she was too experience. Alas, when Kilik pressed down on her arms and thrusted himself inside her just as he roughly as he had thrusted his staff, she screams in agony as her vaginal walls were torn asunder. She could not believe that his cock had even fit, but now it filled her cavity completely and fully. Obviously, she had not been anticipating any entry into that place so the pain of his size was made worse by her own dryness. He seemed unaffected though, as he violently pounded the head of his cock against her sensitive cervix. She could feel it, or maybe just the evil inside it, pulsing as it tore and broke her internal walls.


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Great work! I really enjoyed it!

Also, that last line... are you planning a sequel? I'd love to see Cassandra meet Nightmare.
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Cassandra’s Nightmare

After discovering the raped and neutered corpse of her sister, Sohpitia, impaled upon the staff known as Kali-Yuga, Cassandra knew who she must seek out. She tracked the man known as Kilik to the top of the evil tower that had erected itself from the core of earth, only to find him already defeated. The young woman stood and watched as the Azure Knight drained the evil essence from Kilik, growing in strength every second. When the Nightmare noticed her presence, it threw Kilik from the ground and from the swirling core of its own body it retrieved a massive blade—Soul Edge.

With her own blessed sword and shield, she stood ready to face the Azure Knight. Her dexterity allowed to repel the gigantic sword several times, landing her own sword strikes. But how was one to kill a living suit of armor? As they fought, she took several glancing blows from the mighty weapon, leaving her clothing tattered and nearly falling to pieces. Small amounts of blood crept from the gaps in cloth, staining the blue material into a dark black. She learned the monster’s fighting style as they battled, and began incorporating more quick spins, ducks, and leaps into her movements to give her the advantage. But the monster was learning too, and waited for her to spin horizontally. Cassandra spun herself to the left of a sword thrust, and expected to land behind the slow moving beast. But with a sudden burst of speed, Nightmare pulled back his blade and throw it upwards and away from himself. Cassandra felt a searing pain in her chest as her spun was brought to a sudden stop, and the sudden removal of significant weight from her front caused her to fall backwards onto her ass. She couldn’t stop herself from screaming out in agony. Blood and some sort of yellow, fatty substance coated the ground where she had just stood. Horrified, she stared dead ahead at the sight of her breasts lying on the floor and seeping blood.

She looked down at the bloodied chest just to be sure, and for the first time in her adult life she could see her own lower body—sight unhindered by her large mammories. Desperate and not in her right mind, she began crawling towards the precious globes and their perfect pink nipples leaving a smeared trail of blood in her wake. Amused, the monstrous Nightmare plunged its blade into Cassandra’s back, pinning her to the ground. She nearly lost her voice screaming, as the evil weapon severed her spine. It’s prey trapped, Nightmare walked over to her severed tits and lifted its heavy, armored leg. She screamed and begged for it to stop, only to watch helplessly as the first of her gifts was flattened by the sharp boot. There was a grotesque splattering sound as red blood, cream skin, and yellow fat flew out in every direction. Some of it hit Cassandra right in the face, and she even received an unwelcome taste of her own womanhoods. Without wasting another moment, Nightmare smashed the remaining breast into a sticky paste that clung to its boot.

Tears had begun streaming down Cassandra’s face as reality set in. Her fate would be as violent and painful as her sisters, if not more so. At least, she thought, the monster could not possibly wish to or even hope to rape her. There was no man left inside the armor, and god’s willing no manhood to take her virginity. She did not know that her maidenhood was in for much worse than an unwanted member.

Nightmare returned to the wounded woman’s side and pulled the sword from her back. It saw that her ass was as large and healthy as her breasts were, and with a precise and low-angled strike, removed Cassandra’s ass cheeks. The woman screamed out again, hoping desperately that her body would pass out or that she would simply bleed out so her pain could end. Nightmare’s bladework had been so precise, both cheeks rested now on the other side of Soul Edge, bleeding profusely. It pushed her cheeks to the ground and proceeded to crush them as it had her breasts.

Now it lifted the blade once more, and struck the ground. The evil seed now jutted out from the ground at a 45 degree incline. Confused and scared, Cassandra begged for mercy. Then it lifted her by the legs, spun her around, and slammed her cushionless ass to the floor. Once again it gripped her smooth legs, and now began to pull her crotch slowly into the blade. Though she resisted, what little strength she had left was not enough to save her. She felt the warm, malicious steel on her panties and then felt it part her secret lips. With a solid yank, the weapon tore into her underwear and flesh. Nightmare seemed to enjoy it itself, as it slid the poor woman’s pussy up and down on the edge of its weapon—cutting deeper and deeper into her each motion. At some point in the bloody destruction of her womanhood, she lost consciousness. Her last conscious moments would be in pain, but at least with some of her dignity still in tact.

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oh, damn! Didn't expect to see the continuation of this after gurochan vanished. Loved it!

Freakshow
Lets bring 'em all
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And here's said thread.
https://web.archive.org/web/20130331051719/http://gurochan.net/f/res/36320.html
Might have some trouble matching the translations with the pictures, though.

Literature
“Alright guys–” the camera was shaky and blurry, picking up only darkness before finally settling and catching on Peter’s face.

The image was grainy and tough to see, but at this point in the live-stream, that wasn’t what mattered.

The young man talks in a hushed tone.

“Is this working– one mill already… jeezus. Okay, hey guys.” He was young and sweet, a big, doofy smile under his balaklava.
“In this room–” he motions to the door he stands next to, “– is Ivy Mitchell. It’s her first time, both being filmed and actually doing it– so go easy on her.”

The chat exploded with excited, anxious comments. They were ready to see the blossoming teen work.

“Now– she’s doing some great work, but Ryan and I think we should surprise her to a little treat. So when we get close–” he held up a shimmering knife to the camera, “–we’re gonna give her a present.”


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Discussion
https://www.reddit.com/r/deadlyerotica/

As r/Guro is a great backup for when this site is down, not so much for /lit/ users. So, I created a place for erotic snuff stories.

Discussion
I talked to a woman who went into prison, she said she pissed herself at least twice in prison when she is punished standing alone without toilet. She also said most fo female prisoners in her cell had experiences of pissing themselves.

I wonder in the US and other countries, whether female prisoners freqently piss themselves in prison?

Are there any females who ever went into prison?(Or whose female relatives/friends ever went into prison)
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I have never been in prison but if you're into girls pissing themselves you don't really need to go further than Candy Clark pissing herself in The Man Who Fell to Earth. Trust Nic Roeg to do that, eh?

Literature
This will be a series of stories featuring Octopath Traveler's playable female characters

Tressa: Winning the Merchant's Fair


tags: cons, f-solo, M/F, beheading



Tressa walked through the long bridge that was the entrance to the city of Grandport. She was taking her steps quite slowly - it wasn’t too typical of her, but she was being weighed down by the huge case that contained her entry for the Merchant’s Fair. Even so, she wasn’t bothered by that at all - her mind all consumed by the sights of the beautiful coastal city. Stumbling forward, she finally was able to make her way to the inn. Even if the town was packed with other merchants arriving for the Fair, she still managed to get herself a room and unload her package and her huge backpack there. With that out of the way, she left the building with much more freedom than before - and she happily ran ahead for a while, making sure to get a good look at everything that seemed interesting to her and eavesdropping on people who were talking She eventually stopped at another of the city’s bridges, asking in the beautiful sight of the ocean before turning her eyes to the massive marketplace that still awaited her, already giddy at the thought possible great deals she could strike in the various stalls there. Eventually, her eyes moved for the huge building at the very end of the marketplace - Tressa’s instinct was telling her that it was the bazaar where the Fair’s main action would be held.

Once her eyes settled on it, she couldn’t contain herself - and Tressa’s feet began to take her towards the building. The merchant didn’t walk for too long, though - as she was walking down the steps from the bridge, she saw a beautiful blonde girl in a beautiful blue dress walking up the stairs a bit below her. She looked to be about the same age as Tressa herself was, and her dress showed that the girl was a part of the nobility. However, Tressa could tell that the girl was struggling with each step she took - and eventually, she fell down, supporting herself with her hands. Seeing this, Tressa immediately ran over to her. “Are you all right!?” She asked the girl while extending one hand to her to help her get up. “Yes, thank you.” The unknown girl grabbed on to her hand, and got up. After reassuring Tressa once more that she was fine, the girl tried to go on ahead - but instead, collapsed just a bit further. “Yeah, right.” Tressa commented to herself while running over again. The girl needed some spot to rest… Fortunately, there was a nice bench just a little bit further ahead. With the strength she had earned while working in her parents shop, and the earlier warm-up with the huge wooden case, Tressa was easily able to carry the girl over there.

Deciding that the girl needed to rest after that, Tressa ended up talking to her for a bit. She had found out that her name was Noa, and that the girl’s legs have always been very weak - binding her to a stationary life that was quite boring for her. Hearing that Tressa was a traveling merchant, Noa confessed that she too once dreamt of a life like that - being able to see the world, unbound by any restrictions… Touched by that, Tressa offered to share some stories from her travels, but Noa refused. Sheepishly, she explained that she had already come to terms with her body’s restrictions. With a smile that still looked a bit sad, the noble girl told Tressa that she was able to come up with a way to escape this life she had come to hate. That piqued Tressa’s curiosity - but before she could ask Noa about that, they were interrupted. An old-looking man approached them, very happy to finally find Noa. He turned out to be the girl’s butler - and to Tressa’s surprise, she also learned that Noa was the daughter of Lord Wyndham - from the discussions she had overheard earlier, the very man who was the auction’s organizer. And if the rumors were true, he was doing it for his daughter’s enjoyment. Tressa had already known that the rules of the auction changed this year. Instead of various trinkets showcasing the world’s mysteries like usual, this time it was an auction on execution devices. Tressa was a little grossed out when she first heard about it, but now had come to terms with it - and was even able to procure one for herself that she envisioned had a good chance of winning. Combined with Noa’s words, though… Tressa realized that the girl was definitely going to use the winning device on herself. “Poor Noa… I hope she finds her solace in the afterlife…” Tressa thought to herself while watching her disappear in the crowd that was headed for the huge bazaar. Was it already time for the auction to start? “Aaaaw, I wanted to have a look at the stalls before the show started…” Tressa moaned to herself while heading back for the inn to pick her package up.

With it on her back, Tressa pushed her way through the crowd until she was able to enter the bazaar. In the middle, there was a stage, and all around the building there were rows and rows of seats, letting countless spectators enjoy the auction. Pushing her way through the crowd at the bottom, Tressa made her way to the waiting room for the merchants that were to show off their goods. Not surprisingly, she noticed a familiar face. It was Ali, the merchant she had met in Quarrycrest. Of course he’d be there; he was the one who told her about the Fair in the first place! Setting her package in the back of the room, she dashed over to him and greeted him with a smile. “Ali! Great to see you again!” She called out, and the man smiled at her in return. “Green Pea. I see you’re as energetic as ever.” Together, they chatted about their respective travels for a moment while watching the auction’s opening ceremony.


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Second round? We gonna see the same 4 with varying deaths? Can't wait
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>>15349 Correct! The girls who got a cons death will get a non-con one this time, and vice-versa ^^ The ways they die will all be different from the ones that happened so far, too. Sadly, it might take me a while to get to it - working on a few other projects for now :/
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If I might request Tressa be strangled in some way, I'd be pleased :)
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>>15355 Sorry, but I already have her (And all the others, too) death planned out, and it won't be a strangling. Hoping you can still enjoy it
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I'm sure it'll be good, wherever it is. Strangling is my preferred method

Requests
Where can I get the full comic

Requests
Does anyone have the full book of this series by kasuga?
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BUMP!!!

I don't know what this is but it looks hot!!!
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Requests
i saw this at /g/ on decap thread and cane empty handed please can anyone know the source? thank you in advance.

Literature
[hard core, werebeast, size difference, non-lethal]

Ashley jaywalked through the empty boulevard, her arms swinging merrily. She liked walking around the town at night. The dry winter air was refreshing after the grueling 10-hour shift she always had on weekends. She had taken off her coat and tucked it in her backpack, letting her sweat dry out into the cold. The town she lived in was quite small, so she was not worried about anyone seeing her on this part of the town.

She was quite proud of her body. She was easily among the most attractive on her office, with natural tan skin, dark brown long hair that she kept flowing freely, and a healthy mix of muscle and fat on her curves. Although she lack mass on her ass, her bosoms’ size and softness satisfied her and her partner, and that's enough for her. Plus, if anyone really dared touch her, her stun gun on a small pocket under her pack would keep her safe.

That said, she was shocked when she soared thirty feet across the road. She landed with a sickening crunch as bone shards shred her flesh inside out. The road below her was streaked with red. Her bag flew across the sky, landing nowhere near.

She was too stunned by the fall to do anything. Her entire body were both cold and warm at the same time. A bizarre sensation enveloped her left arm. She felt her spine crack with every movement she made. Yet her mind was oddly clear. She wanted help. She screamed, but she could only hear her own blood rushing with adrenaline inside her.

After some moments laying in confusion, she sensed a wisp of movement from behind her. Using her good arm, she propped herself up to see better. However hard she struggled, she could only manage to roll onto her left side. The blurry figure on the end of the road slowly approached, but she could not tell who’s coming for her. The world was all black and blue in her eyes.

Her attacker was getting close, and they kept growing bigger in her eyes. Bigger than a man. A vending machine. A car. Soon they were right beside her, and encompassed almost half her remaining vision. The beast was as tall as a telephone pole, as built as a bear. She could make out two pairs of furry arms, each with large claws that glinted under the moonlight. Their mouth looked like it could swallow her without problem. She wasn’t sure whether their head looked closer to a bear or a wolf, but she was sure she want to be nowhere near that face. Unfortunately, that was what happened when the werebeast lifted her by her left arm up to their face, making their eyes level with each other. Hot, rotten stench wafted from their nostrils, nauseating Ashley. She didn’t know what expression was on her own face as she held herself from puking, but she swore the beast smiled at her before lifting her higher.

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Cool, it actually got in the system. Thought it didn't get in because of the GC.report table error thingy.

Freakshow
I was trying to find a Drawthread on this board but there isn’t
It’s just like any other Drawthread on this website
You either request something or do requests for others
Anything is allowed (I think)

Pic is related (my version of a human asriel from undertale)
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Modular in this sense basically means stuff like detachable arms or legs and headless stuff,basically the same as the other two (NBM is basically the same thing as modular,really,it stands for "natural body magic")... There are a few threads on headless and detachment stuff on here,actually,if that helps.
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>>14789
different (non-)strokes and all that... there's room for both in this infinite interweb
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Requesting a limbless Hinata during a "diaper" change.
Make her diaper open with the vibrator and catheter removed,giving her gaped pussy and urethra.Keep the anal toy inserted and make her diaper drenched with her juices.
Optionally put her into rubber baby clothes and/or make her whole body completely hairless and covered in transparent rubber.
Her age and any other details are up to the artist.
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Requesting limbless loli in this suit,about to get stuffed into her mothers pussy.
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I requested it in the /art/ drawthread too, but I imagine that requesting it in two different boards is ok.

I'd like to see more Cliterectomy / Vulvectomy / Female Castration propaganda in any form.

Requests
Looking for the source of this pic I remember finding the whole series a while back now its missing
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Bump!
From 2001? Oh man that old shit is so hard to find. This looks so good though. I hope someone has it.
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I had all his pictures but cant find them anymore, still it is interesting that this site is still alive from that time
http://ura.sakuraweb.com/ura/angel.shtml

Requests
Looking for pictures or videos of beheadings with an up-close of the severed head and or the Headless neck.
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>>9969
Bump!!

Also, some of juan gotohs old guro works had some nice up close details.
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Bump!

>>10235
True but gotoh didn't make much and doesn't art any more. If anyone know that would appreciate it.

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Some of those are new to me. I'd be glad to know the artist aswell
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I'm searching for this guy too. My profile pic on tumblr is one of these. I'm pretty sure Im following this artist on Pixiv, but I'm following over 300 people and having trouble finding this one guy. I'm trying to get this answer for someone on tumblr before the site dies. If I figure it out I'll post it here too.

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