My daddy has been writing me snuff stories with various scenarios to help satisfy my particular desires. He always deletes them after he lets me read them a few times. I managed to convince him to let me share this one, and hopefully he'll let me share more in the future. I hope you like it!

Tags: M/F, M/f, Snuff, Execution, virgin, deflowering, anal, semi-con, non-con

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"Uncle Tommy!" Lucinda squeals as she hugs me and gives me a quick but firm kiss. "How ya been, killa?" she asks playfully in her thick Brooklyn accent. I roll my eyes at the choice of address, especially because she has asked me to attend this meeting. Lucinda or Luci, as she's commonly known, is Antonio Brava's granddaughter. Yes, the head of the Brava crime family. It's unusual for a woman in my profession to be a handler, but she's always had a strange fascination with this type of work.

"Hi, Luci. What brings me the pleasure of your company today?" I ask in a flat voice.

"Mickey White," she answers directly.

"Mickey? I thought he was a made man," I ask with a raised eyebrow.

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I have a lot of first parts of writing I might continue. Here's one.

Lethal injection, consensual, semi-casual, children

Myrtle approached the pharmacy counter. “Hi, I need ten Little Angels.”

The pharmacist seemed surprised. “Ten? Are you sure?”

“They're going to be birthday party favors.”

“Oh, that's a cute idea!” She stepped away, rummaged around, and after a couple of minutes returned with a modest carton covered in the usual logos and text. “Here we are, ten doses of Mortaxim Juvenile Formula in single-use injectors for self-administration. You've probably seen the ads, but just as a reminder, you take the black caps off both ends of the injector, just pull straight, and press the red end against the child's belly to right or left of the navel, at least two of your finger-widths away, or four of theirs. Older children can do this for themselves with supervision, younger ones may require a little assistance. Press down on the white plunger until you hear a click. You don't have to press specially hard. There should be no more discomfort than a hard pinch, and the child will begin feeling pleasantly woozy within two to five minutes, accompanied by engorgement of the erectile tissues of the genitals and nipples. Death should occur within five to fifteen minutes. It's not approved for children under four years of age or twenty kilos in weight, and for those over twelve years or fifty kilos, or who have started puberty, you should use Mortaxim Adult, OK?”

“Oh, I always keep a couple of those around the house. Might as well pick up a couple extra, though, as long as I'm here.”

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So here is my entry for Edward Hyde’s contest

I wanted expand on the base story and it ended up like that. I first planned to write another story along this one, but seeing how it ended up, I will not be writing it right away ^^”

I tried to imitate Edward Hyde’s style along with adding my own, I hope this could pass as a “Sidneyverse” original story.

Enjoy!


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Preparations


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(Borrowing one of Mac's works for illustrative purposes! Hope you don't mind!)

On 15th August 2026, four years after Sidney Roebuck got her wish and two years after the opening of the first Sidney's in the US, the first branch of Sidney's Family Restaurant in the UK will open in the city of Birmingham!

Four years ago I ran a fan-art competition with Sidney herself as the subject so I'd like to do something similar again!

This time I am inviting creators to post an image, short story, comic or anything else they can come up with relating to the Sidney's UK opening night. It can feature guests, the meat, the entertainment, the Sidney's lookalike hired to welcome guests, really anything at all as long as it's "on topic". For a reminder, here is a news report about the occasion, which also happens to be the first Sidneyverse story I ever published!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28151601?view_adult=true

The competition will close at the end of August 14th with the winner announced on 15th, what would have been Sidney's "Sweet Sixteen".

The winner will get a custom story by me starring them or their OC either as diner or meal, catered by "Fantasy Feasts" and based around the public domain story of their choice!

Can't wait to see what you all come up with! :D

Pt 1

There was an excited hush in the room as the first competitors stepped up to take their turn. The Annual Independent Gymnastic Clubs Fundraiser, open to all the clubs in the region, was always a very popular event and this year was no exception. The tickets were pretty pricey for such an event but, as usual, every seat was filled and not just with family members of those participating. In fact, more than half the tickets had been sold to people with no connection to the event what so ever who were simply keen to be there. The AIGCH event, you see, was pretty famous and very special.

The event was structured much like any other – there were a number of events testing various aspects of gymnastic ability and artistry, divided into age groups and judged by a panel of respected veterans and coaches. The age categories were six to nine, ten to thirteen and thirteen to sixteen. Each participating group could compete in as many of the categories as they chose, entering one contestant in each age-group. All the money raised would go to support the local groups with the winner in each category earning more for their particular club but every club benefiting in some way.

What made the AIGCH stand out, however, against other events of its kind and what made it attract the spectators that it did was the prize that the winner in each category would receive. In addition to the money for their club and their picture on their club’s wall of fame, a kind of immortality in a sense, the girl who came first in each event would, during the presentation ceremony after all the events had been run, be beheaded and her body cooked and served to the guests – the price of admission also included a meal and that is what most of the public came for!

While they competed, of course, the girls all wore standard gymnastic leotards bearing the colours and insignia of their team but for the award ceremony, they would all change into different coloured togas with nothing underneath, each team wearing matching colours, in an attempt to emulate the great sporting events of ancient Greece. The winners would be crowned with laurel wreaths and mount a podium then, at a signal given by the master of ceremonies, they would pull on the knot that held their togas at the shoulder, revealing their nude, athletic bodies.

This was, of course, always a popular time for visitors to take photographs even if they had not bothered during the contest itself! Once everyone had got a good look at the winner’s bodies, the event would move outside onto the green behind the building where the spits, roasting pits, grills and pots would be set up and waiting. In the centre was a small stage with steps leading up to it and an executioner’s block at the front.

Each champion in turn, traditionally starting with the youngest, would mount the platform and lay her tender young neck on the block. The privileged of actually wielding the axe went to a local dignitary, usually the Mayor, for the first chop and then passed to the queue of mostly men but the occasional woman also who had paid for the opportunity.

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This is an excerpt from a much longer story titled "Most Secret Society".

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A FRIENDLY COMPETITION

Things were going as badly as Lindy had feared. A new barn had gone up in just a few weeks, and Derrick Crane had stocked it with horde of pretty little girls, which the equestricunts learned had been abducted from a weekend wilderness camp. They had been taken in the middle of the night, their guides and chaperones fast asleep thanks to a sedative in their bedtime hot chocolate.

The children attended a group of affiliated church-sponsored private girls’ schools, all of them from grades two to six, ages seven to eleven. Now they had all been removed from society, to serve what for them was a new society. They were all in the same situation as the large barn full of equestricunts. Derrick Crane had crossed yet another line. Where would he stop?

The children had been harnessed into groups of five, and each group pulled a cart driven by an adult equestricunt. The intent was to teach them discipline, teamwork of the most rudimentary manner under the lash of buggy whips, and to exhaust them. This also afforded the equestricunts to experience the use of the whip from the other end. Lindy loved it. They had set out at noon, and the children were forced to keep moving on a rugged trail until 10 in the evening.

They received a quick meal, and then were bundled off to their stalls and taught how to make a bed of straw. The children were reluctant and cranky, and the equestricunts were empowered to use a cane to control them. All of them at last settled after a sound spanking on their bare bottoms.


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Looking for old story about a woman being butchered for her sister's wedding. Butchering is live streamed and ends with her head mounted in the butcher shop.

Tags: loli, consensual, snuff, skinning, cannibalism, incest

Ashlyn cooed happily as the wrapping paper fell away, revealing a new set of headphones.

"Ooh, these are the ones I wanted. Thanks, Mom!" she chirped. "I promise I'll be more careful with this set."

Ashlyn, some of her family, and a half dozen of her friends from school had gathered in her house to celebrate her 15th birthday. Most of the girls and, more importantly, the one and only guy she had invited had shown up, so it was a good crowd.

"Just try to make them last longer than the last pair," her mother replied with a sigh.

"I will. I won't let them fall into a spit roasting pit a third time," Ashlyn asserted firmly.

She set them aside and grabbed another small bundle, this one wrapped with paper covered in cartoon boobs and hearts. When she ripped open the paper, she found it contained a rolled up pink t-shirt. Spread out it showed a picture of the three current members of the Spit Girls from their latest concert tour. She let out a squeal of excitement when she saw them.

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Looking for two stories I read not long ago here. They must be still here.
1. My friend is my burcher
2. Girl calling helpnline while she is playing wirh knife. I think its calking Helpline?

Shiteater
Tags: Scat, Futa, Rape, Snuff, Asphyxiation, Hyper, Loli, Shota.

Based on one of Nicknamehere's images. Credits to him for the inspiration (find the image itself if you want a visual aid)

Lucy had eaten a very large breakfast that morning, maybe a little too large. Her bowels ached and she had no idea where the nearest toilet was. She rubbed her stomach with one of her gloved hands in discomfort while her dick hung a little lower than usual, keeping her buttcheeks tight so she didn't end up spraying everywhere as, just like her cumshots, her shits were huge. She was starting to give in and would have resorted to shitting right there and then on the pavement (which would have stained her lovely thigh high boots) when she spied a small, 8 year old boy running down the street towards her. He was extremely out of breath and even stranger it was midday, he should have been in school. Lucy noticed the abscence of a backpack and realized that he must have left his stuff at home, and was running full pelt to get it. What a fatal, fatal mistake

Lucy grinned maliciously as the boy got closer and closer, knowing exactly what her next move would be. The boy himself was a kid called Andrew, a kindhearted forgetful 8 year old boy who lived with his single mother and older brother. He was having a terrible day, having forgotten his books, been chewed out by the teacher and being told to go get them during recess. Luckily he lived near to the school and had been sprinting non-stop so he could make it back by second period. In fact he was almost there, he only lived at the end of the street. He had almost made it. All of a sudden he was very suddenly stopped by a swift, booted kick to the groin. His eyes went wide and the little air left in his lungs escaped, as he felt a shock of pain in his crotch, and the squishy feeling of one of his balls rupturing.

Unbeknownst to Andrew, Lucy had stood behind a postbox, out of his view. She was amazed that he hadn't a: seen her from the end of the street, or b: reacted when she jumped out to kick his pathetic nutsack. Didn't hyper dicked futanari girls, who only wore latex gloves and boots, warrant some kind of reaction? 'Man you deserve to be a toilet' she chided playfully at the young boy, who had collapsed onto the floor, clutching his crotch. There was no response other than gasps of pain. The brat was so out of breath he couldn't even scream in pain properly. Lucy threw up her hands in exasparation and slowly circled the boy ending up behind him. She leaned over towards him, her schlong whacking him in the side. This finally made Andrew look up from the pavement and looking to his right, he saw the behemoth that was Lucy's cock. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in horror, the situation advancing so quickly he had no idea what to think, or if this was even real. Lucy giggled from behind him, finding great satisfaction in his confusion. She always loved watching the innocent being unable to comprehend what was happening, but, with a gurgle of her stomach, she decided that it was time to get started.

Lucy spun on her heel and clasped her plump bottom with both of her hands, and with a bit of effort, pulled her butthole as wide as possible. And without any warning or hesitation, planted herself right on his head. She groaned in pleasure as the rim of her butthole slid all the way down past the kid's eyes, effectively blinding him. Now Andrew's entire world was shit and flesh, and he didn't like it one bit. With renewed breath he started to scream at the top of his lungs, his arms shooting up and starting to grasp at lucy's buttcheeks, desperately attempting to unseat her from his head. Lucy snickered at his futile attempts and efficiently removed his hands from her ass, holding them by the wrists at arms length. She then started slowly working her ass over the rest of the brat's head.'Fuck yeah' she grunted as his nose flattened against her slick walls, the boy's screams turning her on immensely. His hands were still going crazy despite Lucy's grip on his wrists, however she knew that blood flowed to the hand from an artery in the wrist, and quickly jabbed her thumbs into said artery, hoping that the lack of blood flow would make the brat's hands numb. She also continued to progress over the boys face, reaching and engulfing his upper lip, and she found the sensation of his features against her ass walls to be extremely pleasant. It wasn't the same as using her hyper cock to literally fuck peoples brains out but it was still pretty good. 'HEWLP!' Andrew cried out in panic, his speech slurred by the ass meat engulfing his upper lip. His brother was at home right? he must have heard his screams since the house was so close. Andrew just had too bide time before help came, in a last ditch effort to survive he took in a deep breathe before his head was consumed by Lucy's asshole.


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The story is about people being installed at the bottom of a toilet truck. That toilet car put somewhere and the person installed in it has to drink everything.

Who can help me find that story

Looking for stories most of us would want to read.

First one:
A pair of girls are bound up for the oven, one as a pig, the other as a turkey, I belive as the result of a bet between the two, but only one of them will be cooked. Each girl picks her team, and determined by the football game on TV, each time one team scores, the opposite girl is moved along another step in her preparation, adding a baste, seasoning, adding things to her pan, etc. They make commentary back-and-forth between eachother during the downtime, and during the others preparation, teasing and taunting the other that they'll be soon going into the oven.

Second one:
It was about a girl who put on a Halloween show where she snuffed other girls. There was a guillotine, electric chair, a witch burning.

Third one:
A guy was planning on eating his kidnap victim, this is the basis of the story

He set up a rack to hold her, made her swallow a string that was made not to be digested, he helped it along with fluids and baby food.When it came out the other end, he then attached a slightly thicker rope to the string, this was slowly pulled through the girls digestive system, it was also made to not be digested.


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Figured I’d set up a thread for my all my Cannibal Shorts. It will be a mix bag of goodies. Enjoy!

MASTER CHEF COMPETITION
THE GAME SHOW

MMM/ggg consenting, cooking competition, prep, live cooking, loli, family incest, cannibalism

Chapter 1: Family Night Viewing.


The Henderson family settled into their living room, the leather sectional groaning under shifting weight.

Kevin Henderson, forty-eight and gray at the temples, pointed the remote at the wall-mounted screen like a conductor lifting a baton.

“Everyone ready?”

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Does anyone have a copy of Sannon's Special Sleepover by SweetSpicySauce?