Finally I found all Guro-gal story, it's huge^^
It was posted there in 2013, I still remember most of it. Deep atmosphere.

Episode 2: Jessica & Emily

It was nearly two in the afternoon, and soft moans echoed through the one-story house located in the average small, suburban neighborhood of the mid-21st Century. The source of these moans didn’t originate from the bedroom bestowed with a collection of comic horror memorabilia, nor the living room with a couch and soft-chair facing a flat-screen ten years older than most TVs of this time, and not even from the kitchen where some time ago, “that” kind of thing happened right there. Instead of these usual spots, the moaning solely came from one place in the entire house: the basement.

Tommy lay on a soft, king-sized bed in a setup he built about two weeks ago down in the basement. He lay nude and faced the ceiling, moving his pelvis up and down repeatedly against the mattress. His member was sticking in the air, and was only welcomed by the envelopment of Amy’s soft cunt. He held onto her hip with both hands, and the moaning continued as he thrust into the girl more and more vigorously. As he felt his climax reaching a breaking point, he thrust faster, and the moaning grew greater along with it.

His thrusting was fast, his near-orgasment faster, and the now high-pitched moaning growing faster still. Amy bounced with the thrusting, her limbs dangling at her sides and flailing with the bounding of her body on Tommy’s crotch. And just as his moment was upon him, and as the moaning turned into a final scream of pleasure, Amy’s head popped off her neck and bounced against her chest, rolling to the edge of the mattress.

Tommy rested back onto the pillow, and listened as the sound of his seed drizzling out of the girl’s pussy mixed with that of the pleasurable screaming. He finally looked at the end of the bed, and noticed that the blank, lifeless eyes of Amy were staring at his own; Tommy spared a quick heavy breath to both swear and give a familiar huff, as if this had happened before. He reached over to the desk beside the bed to turn off the mp3 player, and all of the moaning and screaming ceased entirely.

Amy’s body fell forward, and was still being impaled by Tommy as he reached over and picked up the lifeless thing. He faced the stump of the head’s neck, and was in disbelief at the slightly bent metal clamps inside. “Damn it! This is the second time this thing’s worn out.” Indeed, since Tommy worked those clamps on Amy’s limbs about a month ago, they’ve been wearing down faster than he had anticipated. Whether he was being too rough on the thing, or if using metal as clamps on a body was a bad choice, Tommy knew that it had been too long since he last caught some “real” action.

He rotated the head to meet face to face, and looking at her only reassured Tommy that purchasing her in the first place was a great idea. With her having the same dull-eyed and smiling features since mid-March, she had been a really good girl; despite the fact that she was now just a dead fuck toy.

He held the head to his chest, and had it gaze upon all the hard work he completed at the beginning of the current month, April. It was practically a small bedroom, only if bedrooms were made of cheap wooden wall panels and took up a fifth of a large-sized basement. The walls were covered in white plaster, and the only means of furniture in the room was a small dresser(which also acted as a desk), a mirror, and a king-sized bed covered in crimson sheets and a single reddish-pink pillow.

“You’ve been pretty fun, Amy…”, as he faced the empty, smiling thing towards himself again, he finished the last of what he was going to say: “…but now it’s time for me to expand.” He pulled the head in for a small kiss, and placed her head gently on the bed.

As he was about to pull out of the dead girl’s “hip lips”, he noticed that her butt was sticking in the air, and a quick thought came into his mind as to what odd scenario would be left behind in the room. He pulled himself loose from the girl, and as cum dripped off his dick and left a trail to the dresser, opened it to find something useful for this bizarre picture. He pulled out a two-way battery-powered dildo, and proceeded to ram the thing into Amy’s anus. The second stick still stuck out, but was soon taken care of as Tommy took Amy’s head and did a reverse blowjob on the thing, with the pink tip of the rubbery dick visible in the back of her mouth. To sweeten the scene even more, Tommy flipped a switch on the midpoint of the toy, and watched as both Amy’s ass and head gently wiggled around together on the bed.

Tommy looked at the scene for about a minute, and then left through the makeshift door: “And now if you’ll excuse me Amy, I’ve got an important call to make!”

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It was now about 5:14, and all Tommy could do was sit on the couch and watch a slasher film he recorded a few nights before. But his thoughts weren’t focusing on the screen as a woman was repeatedly being orally raped by the massive shaft of some demented farmer. Instead, he was remembering how strange and unusual the call he made about three hours ago went, and what exactly did it all mean.

As he was cleaning himself up due to the fun from before, he made the call to Guro-Gal for another load of fun to enjoy. Everything was the same as when he ordered Amy, Tommy introduced himself, stated his account ID, and listened to abit of the latest products. After listening to the lady talking to him (obviously a Guro-Gal herself designed for actual means of office work), he placed his usual order down and was about to add his specifications, when the phone cut-off all of a sudden. He tried calling again but couldn’t find a way through. He thought it was an electrical error or service issue so decided to check it out and found out there were no connection problems whatsoever: they deliberately ended his call.

As the teen onscreen finally lay dead of suffocation, with cum pouring out of her mouth and onto the floor of some torture farmhouse, Tommy was filled with a sense of worry as to why the company had done such a thing. Had he done something wrong without knowing it? Was the company merely teasing him as a means of the shittiest (and most stupidest seeing how it was two weeks ago) April Fools Prank ever? Did the government notice something off about him and simply blacklisted his name from any orders in general?

After some clearer thinking, he decided to put all those paranoid thoughts to rest thanks to one key fact; He had made his purchase, regardless of being specific or not, and he already paid with his own money, he gave his account ID and a transaction was immediately performed, so they had to give him something or else the law would say otherwise. The only real question worth all the worry was: What did he purchase?

As he was going to channel his noggin on answering that question, a sudden knock came on his door. Actually, it wasn’t one knock, but two distinctly different knocks. As Tommy lept off the couch, reached over to turn off the TV via remote control and made his pace towards the door, he knew the different knocks only meant one thing: two people were behind that door.

Again, the fear returned to him, and slowly lingered as Tommy steadied himself to open the door. But before turning that knob, Tommy reassured himself that no matter whom or what was behind that door, police or pranksters, he’d be ready to face it. He swung it open, braced himself for what awaited him, and ended up looking into two pairs of eyes; each belonging to a twin girl.

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For nearly 12 seconds Tommy literally stood inside the doorway and stared with a sense of disbelief at the two young twins, who were each carrying a small cardboard box in their arms. Is this why his call had been discontinued, so they could surprise him with a full set of twins?

His thoughts were interrupted by the girl on his left; “Hey mister, are we going to stay out here forever”, then the twin on the right finished,” or can we come inside?” Tommy, who was still a bit speechless, nodded his head and stepped aside to allow the girls in. They came one after the other, with the left-hand girl entering first, and walked over to the living room area.

Tommy closed the door and watched as they passed by, and noticed that these girls were very different from that of Amy. Although the same height and build as Amy, they each sported medium black hair that was flat and was shaped up neatly at the sides of their faces. Their eyes didn’t share the same lustful look as Amy did, but instead their eyes looked soft and innocent, as if they had never had a filthy thought in their entire lives. But most distinctly, their wardrobe was different; they were fully dressed, wearing a yellow tank-top covered by an unbuttoned red jacket that reached down to a black skirt, and wore simple socks and school shoes. Their outfits actually looked normal, so normal that Tommy had the idea that these may not be Guro-Gals at all.

As the girls set the boxes down on the coffee-table, Tommy gathered his senses again, “Okay, stop for a moment.” The two girls faced him in exact synchronization, which threw Tommy off for a moment, and gave their full attention to him. “Wait a moment here, what’s going on? I didn’t order any twins, or any boxes filled with whatever, or heck I didn’t even make a complete order! How do I know you two are even Guro-Gals?” The one on his left smiled, and walked over to the one on the right; “But Mister Tommy, we are Guro-Gals. Here’s proof for yourself.” “Right-Girl” turned around and lightly bent a little forward as “Left-Girl” pulled the back of both the jacket and shirt up enough to show the barcode tattoo above the girl’s skirt. Indeed, they were Guro-Gals.

“As you can see Mister Tommy, we are Guro-Gals,…” , “…and we have been given to specifically you.” Tommy was about to put his worries at rest and be excited that he got a pair of twins when he noticed something was off; “Wait….how do you know my name is Tommy? I haven’t given it to you yet.” The twins turned to face one another, each giving off a faint smile. The girl on the right walked over to one of the boxes, popped open the top, and reached in to pull out a long sheet of paper. She walked over to Tommy, gave him a smile of her own and gently said, “I believe this, will explain everything.”

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Tommy sat at the table in his kitchen, which had a clear view of the living room, and was in the midst of reading this paper he got. He looked over to the girls, who sat on the couch and, oddly enough, conversing with each other and giving a small giggle here and there. He pulled his attention away from them, and focused it on the paper at hand:

“CONGRAGULATIONS TOMMY, FOR BEING OUR ONE-MILLIONTH PURCHASE!!

For nearly a decade, Guro-Gals has been offering and selling what is considered by many the #1 sex entertainment industry of its’ time, selling to dozens of thousands of customers worldwide the best in genetically engineered play and fun. And now, as of April 18th, 2052, Guro-Gals has fulfilled exactly one million orders and services, and all thanks to you, Tommy.

To show our complete gratitude and thanks to you, Guro-Gals is making a special offer exclusively to you:

•All orders on all products are now 25% off, and will be added along with any other discounts
•Offers to try out Beta-Gals, girls who are still in the testing stage and aren’t released on the market yet, before anyone else
•Two addon bundles filled with Guro-Gal “specialty” drugs and toys, to enhance your Guro-Gal experience, that can be replenished or replaced for free once a month
•Once every two months, a free Gal up to your specs on the house

And the best part about this, is that this is a LIFETIME OFFER, GUARANTEED!!

To get you started on your offer, we have given you your first Beta-Gal package: a pair of twins. Filled with 15% more self awareness than most other models, these two girls are at your disposal as a spotlight of what Beta-Gals can be like.
Thank you once again, for making our one millionth order, Tommy

Sincerely, Guro-Gal Corp.”

Tommy looked at the letter in a mixture of both disbelief and excitement, but was filled with a sense of pride that he managed to have this offer when there was a chance that he wouldn’t. He looked back over to the twins on the couch, who were still talking and giggling with each other. “Beta-Gals, huh? Well let’s see what they can do.”

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As soon as Tommy stepped in the living room, all of the chatter between the two girls ceased, and their attention focused on him. When he finished sitting himself on the coffee table, he looked over the two girls for merely a minute. They both looked the same, each having the same innocent features as the other, and each expressing their own degree of cuteness and innocence, especially the one on his right for some vague reason.

“So, what do you wish to be named?”, to Tommy this was a good starter question, to see how well the girls could come up with their own answers with their own choices. The one on his left spoke first, “I want to be named Jessica.” The one on the right paused for a moment, thinking to herself on what she wanted; “I wish to be named Emily, Mister Tommy.”

Tommy gazed at Emily for a moment, who simply blushed and quickly looked away in response, and noted to himself about the way “Emily” answered that “Jessica” did not. “So Emily, Jessica, according to this letter you’re both my property now. How does that make you feel?” Emily was about to answer, but Jessica interrupted and spoke first, “It feels wonderful to be yours, Tommy. I can only imagine all the things you’ll do with, or to us.” A bit of silence followed that, then Emily gave her reply, “I don’t exactly know what to feel. But regardless of what it is, I’m glad to be yours, Mister Tommy.”

As Tommy stood up and gently lifted Emily off the ground by her chest, he whispered to her, “No need for the Mister, just call me Tommy.” Emily blushed fiercely as her face stood so close it his, and nodded in a yes as Tommy carried over to his bedroom, with Jessica following behind. When they got in there, he gently dropped down Emily, told Jessica to stand in front of the bed, and sat himself on a nearby chair. Jessica, who was extremely eager to get into play, asked Tommy what was to happen next. He looked at both of them, and then replied, “Emily, strip down Jessica.”

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Emily nervously nodded, and walked over to the extremely happy Jessica to begin the strip-down. First, she pulled off her coat, which slid off her soft shoulders and crumpled to the floor. Now Tommy could see that the tank-top was yellow all over, and didn’t cover her shoulders. Emily reached down to the bottom of the top, and pulled it upwards as Jessica raised her arms to the air. There was a little trouble with the top, as Emily couldn’t fully reach the height to completely pull it off. When that was gone, Tommy realized for the first time that these twins surprisingly had bras underneath that clothing. It was brown in hue, and looked simplistic in design, except for the Guro-Gal logo in-between the cups.

Emily reached down to the black skirt, but stopped herself from going any further without approval. Jessica was too eager to wait; “Come on, Emily. Hurry up.” Emily looked over to Tommy for a response, “Tommy, is it okay if I continue.” Tommy was surprised she was even asking in the first place, but reassured her that it was okay. Her reddened head nodded, and slowly she pulled down the skirt to reveal a pair of basic panties, the same color as the bra. Tommy looked her over for a moment, noting the slender legs and the slim hips. Tommy told her to turn around, and with a giggle, Jessica turned.

Her rear was small, and fitted well with the legs she sported. Her back was soft in appearance, and just above her panties, was the barcode tattoo that identified her as a Guro-Gal. She hopped back around, with whatever small amount of flesh on her butt jiggling along with her. Jessica was excited beyond belief and, before either Tommy or Emily could respond, kicked her shoes and socks off her little feet. She rested her hands on her hips, and bent over a bit with a lustful look in her eyes; “So Tommy, do you plan on having some more eye candy, or do you want to get down and dirty?”

Tommy knew both that look and talk before, he remembered it from Amy. Her constant thirst for lust and her dirty talk that was prominent, even when he was dismembering her bit-by-bit. Those feelings he had expressed on her nearly a month ago returned to him, and as he stared at the wanting eyes of the now slutty Jessica, knew what he was going to do next.

“Emily, sit down somewhere.” Emily, who had been staring with a sense of disbelief at her twins’ little show, walked over to the bed, removed her shoes and sat down crisscross upon the mattress. Tommy, pointing to Jessica, said, “You, come here, and kneel down.”

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Jessica’s eyes widened for a moment, not in a sense of fear or shock, but in pure excitement. “Of course, Master.” Master, she hadn’t used the word before, but it would definitely be the last. She was in front of Tommy’s chair, on her knees and nearly a foot away from Tommy’s now bulging crotch. He sat himself up for a moment, loosening the belt that held his worn-out jeans up, and pulling them down to his feet. When he fitted his member out of the hole in his grayish briefs, a gasp came from not Jessica, who was not more than a few inches away from its throbbing head, but from Emily, who gazed with bewilderment at the thing. Jessica stared, and gave a smirk; “I guess I know what to do now, huh?”

She sat there, waiting for the order to come, in which Tommy finally stated his command. “Suck my cock, Jessica. Start with the head, lick it down, and move in deeper.” Jessica didn’t even bother to respond to his command, but instead immediately stuck out her tongue and began to fiercely lick the head. Her pinkish tongue was soft and moist, stroking atop the head with brilliant speed and maneuverability. The squishy tip darted to the hole of his cock, and instantly Tommy gave a soft moan of pleasure. She spent what seemed like an eternity licking that thing, but in truth it was only a minute, in which she began going deeper down his flagpole.

At first, she was slow and gentle, the inside of her warm mouth gliding along the mere first third of his piece with amateurish skill. Then she was moving faster, her teeth nearly grazing along the top and bottom, and her tongue flapped excessively at the bottom. It took time, and a few moans from both parties here and there, before she finally managed to reach the base of his cock, her tongue squirming between that and his ball sacks.

She was, despite what was shoved up her throat, smiling with mere glee at the feat she had accomplished. Her moistening eyes gazed at Tommy for a sign of approval, and Tommy merely gave a nod of his satisfaction. Emily’s response to her sister’s feat, was more vocal; “Way to go sis”! Jessica was preparing to pull herself out of her newfound prize, when Tommy’s hand stopped her from doing so. Instead, he pushed her head forward, and kept it there as far as he could. “I’m sorry Jessica, but you’re not going to stop sucking my cock anytime soon.”

She muffled abit, her tongue now flapping not in a state of ecstasy, but in a state of panic. If she didn’t pull out and take a breath soon, she would suffocate to death, with the only sign of confidence being that it happened with her master’s cock, and nothing else. Emily, who was both shocked and nervous at the sight she was seeing, watched as Tommy took his belt, and tied it around Jessica’s throat.

Jessica was in more of a panic now, as the belt began to grow tighter and tighter, not only making it difficult to breathe but also pressing her throat even more around Tommy’s shaft. Tommy felt the pressure, and feeling a sense of pleasure in it only made him pull even tighter on the belt. Tommy felt an orgasm coming, but couldn’t focus on it as the girl upon him began flailing her arms against his chest, and kicking her feet against the carpeted floor. Her face was reddening, and her eyes grew watery as she began to choke on what she considered earlier her newfound plaything.

Tommy held the belt tight, and Jessica felt the last few measure of energy she had left fade away. Her movements weakened, slowing down to mere twitches of her limbs and body. And finally, as her body began to give up, and as the last moments of what she considered her life faded away, Tommy came. Whitish fluid gushed out of his member and poured down into Jessica’s now destroyed throat. As semen drizzled a little out of her still “blowjobing” mouth, her arms fell to her sides and her legs nearly gave in. Jessica, a sluttish twin and now Tommy’s new fuck toy, was now dead.

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Tommy sat in that chair for half an hour, catching his breath from the wonderful thing that just happened to him and his body. He looked down at Jessica, who was still attached to his dick, and saw that her eyes now shared the same similarities to the girl he reminded him of. He then remembered that she was a twin, and that the other was still in the room, on the exact same spot she was in many minutes ago.

He gazed over to Emily, who was still sitting on that bed of his and staring at the slumped body of her sister. She then looked over to Tommy, and with a degree of weakness in her voice, asked “I see….you….you enjoyed her. Wi…will you be doing the same to me?” Tommy looked at the girl, and smiled as he loosened the belt around his dead partner’s throat, and allowed her to fall on her back as he stood up. Jessica’s head faced the ceiling with now lifeless eyes, cum pouring out of her opened and tongue-out mouth. He faced Emily, and walked over to the bed she sat on and plopped down right beside her.

Her face looked down at his ooze-covered shaft, and then quickly darted back up when Tommy spoke; “No, I think I’ll be keeping you around for a good while. You’ve been pretty decent, (pointing to Jessica) unlike your bitch of a twin over there. No offense.” She looked down at her broken twin, and redrew her focus onto Tommy; “So, you’ll keep me then, as a pet?” “As an assistant, even a lover if you want”, Tommy thought it was odd himself, giving such modesty to this “girl” who wasn’t even a real girl, “Just remember to behave and clean up after yourself, like right now.”

Emily, a little confused at what Tommy meant, looked down in the direction he was facing, and for the first time noticed the faint dark spot that appeared on her skirt. She gave a small noise of surprise, and covered herself in her embarrassment. “I’m sorry, Tommy. I’ll go change at once.” As she was about to leap off the bed, Tommy took her hand and pulled her in close.

Her face was gentle and innocent looking, her brown eyes looking directly into Tommy’s own. Tommy admired her appearance for a moment, and then gently drew her in for a soft kiss. She wasn’t stunned from the sudden move, but instead rose up her free hand and rested it on the back of Tommy’s head. They kissed for a while, and when they finished, came to a conclusion on what to say next;

“Do you…want…to be together now?” Tommy thought for a moment, gazing at the dark spot on her skirt, and decided that now was not the time. “Sorry, I’m too tired, maybe later. Go get something clean on, and later I’ll take you to your new room.” Emily was dumbfounded for a moment, she didn’t expect to have her own room, no less expect to even live. She got off the bed, walked out of the bedroom, and before she was out of his view, turned around and gave Tommy a faint smile. As she left, Tommy fell back on the bed, and fell asleep until the evening.

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It had taken a while, but Tommy managed to clean up whatever messes were still in that basement bedroom of his. Emily stood at the “doorway”, now wearing a small t-shirt and briefs, which were both a bit too big for her size. As Tommy fixed up the last ruffle on the crimson sheets, he looked over to Emily with a smile and told her the news. “Okay Emily, this is your room now. You can go in here whenever I don’t need you, and if you want you can bring in one of the girls to play around with. Even your sister if that’s your thing.” She blushed at the statement, and couldn’t feel happier about her situation; “Thank you, Tommy. Is there any way I could repay you?”

Tommy was listening, but had his back turned to focus on cleaning up a small spot of old semen on the floor. He rubbed fiercely at the stain, and answered her question; “Well, you could be a good and obedient girl, and as long as you don’t get on my nerves you should be fi…” As he turned around to face her, and before he could finish what he was saying, Tommy was stunned to see Emily standing stark naked at the doorway. “What I mean Tommy is….is there any way I could repay you “now?”

Tommy slowly walked over to her, and was in marvel of her young and crafted beauty. He saw that her nipples, darkish pink dots on an extremely bare and flattened chest, were sheer signs of her young age. Her chest was petite along with the rest of her, matching with the slim pelvis she had. Her pussy lips was a soft, gleaming thing that lay above her slim-built legs, holding the appearance that they’ve never been pierced by the rod of any man. But Tommy knew, as well as Emily knew, that that would be no more.


Tommy gently lifted her up by her armpits, and drew her in for a quick kiss. He carried her in his arms, and was about to leave to the room when he looked back at the new toy he had slumped over on the wall of the basement. Jessica’s nude and limp body lay slumped over next to the fully attached Amy, her mouth (now clean of cum) slacking open and her wide empty eyes gazing over at nothing.

Tommy gave a smirk, and proceeded to walk over to have the night off with his newfound girl, who couldn’t be more than happy to still serve him.