Always thought how it would look, so I drew it myself (psst, dm me on twitter to commission any type of art and animation)

"I bet you couldn't hang yourself with just your own strength," Iri called out and batted the noose hanging from the swingset next to the regular swing.

"Hmm?" Nae looked up from her book and scratched her pussy, irritated from sitting naked on bare untreated wood of the bench. She had a loosely hanging sailor suit blouse on, but her skirt was in her bag - she was no longer at school, and you could wear anything at the playground. She'd have taken off the blouse too, but it was a hot day and the cotton blouse protected her at least a little - and at 12 she didn't really have anything to show off in the chest department.

"Bet you couldn't hang yourself with this without tying it to something," her classmate Iri repeated, batting the noose back and forth teasingly. She was completely naked herself, which probably was easier to bear with her darker skin. Nae herself was the kind of pale that burned long before it tanned, with deep chestnut hair in a page cut around her ears, while Iri wore her dark curls in twin ponytails - they kept the hair off her neck, at least, in this heat.

Nae looked at the noose thoughtfully. It was always fun to get one over her sporty friend who considered herself superior for spending all her free time climbing, running and jumping, and prided herself on never putting more than two seconds of thought into anything. "I am allowed to only use my own body's strength?"

"And you can't tie a knot!" Iri specified quickly, realizing that her crafty friend was up to something and cutting off the one avenue of cheating she could think of in the aforementioned two seconds.

"You're on," Nae shrugged, put away her book and walked to the swing. She put the noose over her head, then drew the rope taut, passed it between her legs from the back, looped it around her neck another time on top of the noose, then around her waist. Holding the remaining end, she fell forward, pushing off with her feet, and just as planned felt the rope at the top of the swing slide - until her neck and pussy were at nearly the same level and she could no longer reach the ground with her legs.

Easy-peasy, it barely even took effort to hold on to the end of the rope in her hand. Hurt like a b-word, of course, and she regretted not tying a knot between her legs so she could get herself off wriggling. It would of course be against the terms of the bet, not the spirit surely but the letter, and she was already getting by on technicality... She was sure Iri wouldn't have minded a non-functional knot if she asked, but she already missed her window for asking. Lowering herself now would certainly be forefeiting the bet, and Nae was far too competitive for that.

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LAAP Park
by Regis


"C'mon, silly!" Kerrie said, pulling me up the last few of over a hundred steps, well above the structure where the audience eagerly awaited at the bottom of the water slide. I don't know why I was nervous, although being buck naked except for the spike heels provided by the Park was not usual for me. That’s the kind of park it was; everyone parked his or her clothes at the entrance. We all got a crazy upper as we entered, and the guys also got a blue pill to bring on a sustained woodie. It made it easier for everybody to play wild.

Kerrie was a recruiter for the Park, known as LAAP, which was short for Libido Amusement & Amazement Park. I’d met her just an hour ago at the bar where I worked as a topless waitress. Several taverns and bars in town had a back room where 13-year-old girls wearing only open-crotch panties and heels served drinks. We weren’t allowed to date clients, but they could tuck folded tips into our cunnies. That was instead of pay. The customers liked that, and I did real well.

She met me as I was going off an early shift, when I’d got into my blouse, jeans and sneakers. She said I was very pretty, and I’d love this amazing new park, where sexy girls like me were allowed in free. Kerrie was older than me, probably in grade 10 or 11. She promised whatever happened in the Park was kept secret, so it was okay to be nude. All the girls went nude, and when we got in I saw the guys did too. Staff members got a short t-shirt to identify them. Kerrie wore only heels, and a tight t-shirt with “The Park” across her impressive natural breasts, and “Staff” on the back. Otherwise she too was nude. She even pulled the neck of the low-cut t-shirt down below her tits, making them stick up, so I’d feel less self-conscious.

The Park was in the open air, inside a 16 foot wall, with several specific purpose buildings throughout, for different amusements, and had a midway where girls earned points by enduring sexually punishing games that always drew crowds. The sound of the midway was the screams of girls being hit by whips or darts or worse. That was not my style, and Kerrie knew it. Only high school girls were taken there. She said the rides were best, and assured me I’d love the water slide. The building into which it dropped through a dark Plexiglas roof seated a hundred onlookers, who could see me preparing at the top of the tower, but the tinted glass prevented me seeing in.

“You’ve got nothing to lose, Marie,” she shouted as she pushed me onto the slide. I accelerated quickly, twisting through a single 360 loop, and noticed the slide began to narrow. The feeling was exhilarating as I rushed downward. The sides of the slide were soon pressed against my hips, and then they were shorter, and then disappeared.

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She was tough, but the girl was tougher

Looking for some scat sound edits or where people go for them. Remember there used to be quite a lot more on r34, but looks like some were deleted. I swear there was a kids_gamera edit and I can't find it any more.
Randomly stumbled upon this, enjoy:
https://pixeldrain.com/l/moVD3Rc3

The poor girl is brutally tortured, raped and mutilated over the course of 7 days by these 2 sadistic monsters.

Well, some of you might remember me from the old Gurochan. I am back from the grave and writing again, and I just finished a new story that you might like.

Its way to long to post here, so I will leave a link to it. Let me know what you guys think!

Emily's Journey

tags: M/f, cons, first, sex, anal, enema, bondage, oral, throating, torture, noose , meat girl, snuff

https://www.asstr.org/~Eficient/emilys%20journey.htm

The doctor handed me his bill and told me the surgery was even more expensive. I can never pay off this debt! It doesn't matter though, I'm dead in 2 weeks. The banks won't give me a loan, so what am I to do?

I don't pay that doctor shit, I buy fucktons of drugs- some I've never even done before! Designer drugs and the ever-known shrooms and devil's lettuce. First thing's first, smoke some crack and crack a rack at a fashion show!

Wait that's not fair, those models never did a thing to me- besides, they got no racks to speak of, they're only kids! I start smashing the T.V.
Disgusting perverts that want to keep watching Toddlers and Tiaras call the cops, but they don't know I'm a disgusting pervert that wants to FUCK THE POLICE!

I run out the diner and right towards the cop car that slows down for just a second and then accelerates full speed towards me. I run on my tip toes and jump hatchet first into the windshield.

Drive around to the park and get out of my car. I slam the door shut behind me and turn around. A fucking cop car is RIGHT THERE! I just go to town on the piggy's car. He's not around anywhere- oh there he is, that's right I tossed him hanging outside the passenger window.

REEE WUUUU REEE WUUUU oh shit there's more of them and I don't have a gun!
Fuck it I'm already wearing his vest under my shirt, I don't remember putting it on but I know it was while I was driving. I don't like to steal but I may as well take his pistol.

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SO I grabbed the latest stable diffusion and ponyxl AI and tried playing with it. Last time I tried if would only produce pretty terrible results. Especially for Ryona. This time it seems to have gotten worked on quite a lot and improved. Still takes tons of extra work just to make an image based on my older renders with img-to-img. Let me know what you guys think.

Gore posing on daz is not easy

Anyone know who this artist is and where I can find more of their works, including a better quality of this one? Originally a video but can only upload the images. Pretty much the only 3 distinct ones anyway.

putting my guro shit here just in case anyone wants to see it. this one's unfinished so I might make some updates (hopefully with more disembowelment). Feel free to make requests but I might not do them all

Does anybody know who the artist for this is and also where I can find more of their work including a better resolution of this one?

I've been trying to find a specific comic from artist Poegryn/Poe/Poetic, and it looks like a lot of their stuff has been wiped from the internet? Anyone have a good archive of their work? And specifically I'm looking for the comic where a guy kills his oc River (I'm pretty sure?) In a bunch of different ways and has some fun dialog. I remember specifically one of the ways is they put a firecracker in her pussy and blow her up. I'm specifically NOT talking about the one about the OCs Roxanne or Joelle

Post all instances of people inflating, then exploding.

So Ive been scouring the interwebs and I can't for the life of me find this scene anywhere, it's a deleted scene from Family Guy Volume/Season 4 where Lois farts when the light goes out, it got cut from the episode "Peterotica".

I know it's not much of a request but could someone be kind enough to tell me where I can find/get this scene if they know please?

Legs for arms, arms for legs, feet for hands, hands for feet, mouth-pussy/anus swap, face-pussy/chest swap, inverted body, rearranged/upside down face etc. Some multi is acceptable.
I remember there was this thread on the old gurochan
The dA group limbtranslocations and pixiv users 紅天狗きの (Nanacatl) and ぼるせん are full of these. Wanted to find more.

This story was inspired by the amazing poster for the godawful 1987 movie R.O.T.O.R.

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098156/mediaviewer/rm3496186881/

It contains neck breaking, debreasting, beheading, amputation (legs and pussy), and death by blunt trauma.


The Meat Machines

“The meat machines are here,” Debbie said, pointing at the entryway of the food court.

Charlotte perked up, turning away from her latte to look.


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hf

The Warrior-Queen Eleanor was famously beautiful. She had come from a long family line of gorgeous noblewomen, though none save her had reached the throne. Her kind smile had stolen the heart of many a man and her hard-willed gaze had marked the ruin of many an enemy. Flowing auburn-red hair framed her sculpted features, and her body was defined not only by the curves of her wide hips, slender waist, and perky breasts, but also by the toned muscle that lie beneath her pale white skin.

When the atrocities committed by the now-deposed king grew too terrible, and the country reached its breaking point, Eleanor seized the opportunity to lead a revolt to strike down the cruel king. With her knightly order of celibate warrior-women, she led an army to the capital, conquering and gaining support wherever she marched. By the time she reached the capital, no mortal armies could stand against her might. Her victory was swift, and the cruel king was executed by the Warrior-Queen herself.

She had never taken a husband nor bedded a man, of course, as she had sworn herself to celibacy like her sword-sisters. She retook this vow when she ascended the throne, declaring that the her beauty, and the beauty of those of her sisterly order, belonged only to the gods.

It was at that moment that I knew that I needed to put her in her place.

At times, the mortals forget about the power that my kind wields over their domain. Although direct intervention is uncommon, expressions of our pleasure or displeasure are seen commonly enough throughout the world of men. And the transgressions of the Warrior-Queen Eleanor were greater than had been seen in a generation; their flagrancy burned me like a hot iron. To condemn her own beauty to a life of virginity was vulgar enough, but to damn entire legions of beautiful warrior-women to celibacy was an unthinkable crime against my authority. Such defiance demanded a commensurate punishment.

My names were many. To those who feared me and spoke of me only in euphemism, I was the Carnal Lord, or the Ravager of Beauty. To those who did not shy from my true nature, I was the Lord of Rape, the Corpse-maker and Corpse-fucker, Raper of Daughters and Mothers. My realm was the violation of innocents and the rape of all that was good and beautiful.

My demons were feared by mortals and immortals alike, for where they walked they left scenes of sickening debauchery where there had once been grace and beauty. When they descended upon a town, their razor-sharp claws bested even the sharpest mortal blade, and their barbed cocks destroyed their defeated victims and left only shredded meat behind. I myself was the greatest among them, more than double the height of a man and with a wingspan wider still. My body was hard muscle, my skin was covered in black scales harder than steel, and my horns were larger than an ox’s. My massive barbed cock was larger than any other, and it was perpetually crowned by a living cocksleeve that I had honored with a life of profane servitude.

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