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    I´ve found this realy old story.

    Naked Balls (by ????)

    Nobody can guess by just looking at me what I have in the crotch of my
    jeans. I smile as I go about my daily business, imaging the reactions of
    the people around me if they could only see what I look like down there.
    It all began a couple of years ago when I discovered a sex shop in my
    local city. I was very fascinated by all the sex toys on the shelves –
    butt plugs, tit clamps, etc.—but most of all by the leather devices for
    binding balls.
    I bought myself a black leather strap and hurried home. My heart was
    pounding as I pulled off my jeans and briefs, exposing my cock and balls.

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    Yes, I'm still working on my MLP series (and I need a proper title for it - right now, the best I have is the descriptor "anthro-pony guro series"), but I have other random guro and cannibalism ideas I'd like to get out there as well. Here, now, are a few that may or may not be complete, and are of varying quality. And are generally not in canon with one another, unless otherwise noted. Constructive criticism and suggestions are welcomed.

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    To (mostly) quote my other thread, my likes and dislikes:

    I hate grimdark stuff. Bloody violence disturbs me; torture for the sake of torture (especially of the graphic kind that landed several films on the "Video Nasties" list - that is, a list of films which were banned from video distribution in certain parts of the world in the 70s, 80s and 90s, due to scenes of graphic violence) turns me off.

    On the other end of the spectrum:

    I like reading about a girl's willing sacrifice.

    I like scenes that imply and/or confirm that the victim will survive the whole experience and, potentially, get to do it again at some point. (I also like settings where the characters are gifted with regeneration and resurrective immortality - no matter how many times they die, they always get better.)


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    Bumping for preservation. And as a reminder that yes, I am still working on stuff.
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    Bumping for preservation and as a reminder that yes, I'm still out here and will one day post more.
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    Bumping yet again. And inspired by a certain fic... I have a half-formed idea where Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna have the ability to swallow, digest and then resurrect others, especially their students, and Sunset learns about this when she gets vored by Principal Celestia as punishment for her past actions soon after the Fall Formal.
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    Yet again, bumping for preservation...
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    I think you rushed too quickly through the eating part. You never put any real feeling about how you ate the fillies. I also feel that because you are eating them anyway you might as well have some fun preparing them. Maybe sexually first. It seems like you have a great buildup and no payoff.
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    Your dragon and you couldn’t have been happier. It’s been months together, and in that time he’s been nothing but sweet, and gentle, and loving in every way a dragon can. He brings you treasures from other hoardes, dresses you in fine cloaks from old kings, and tells you stories about the centuries he’s lived. He’s been a lonely one all his life, but with you he lights up and scampers like a pup, always excited to do everything he can for you. He doesn’t even mind his hoarde anymore, opting to sleep with and around you instead because he tells you you’re his only and greatest treasure. But dragons have to eat and he doesn’t want to spend a moment away from you to hunt, so when he finds out about your ability to grow back from any injury and your eagerness to be his meal he jumps at the opportunity. He’s always nervous about it, because he fears for your safety, but as the sessions become more common, he starts to be more and more aggressive.
    The latest time, he started by thrusting his tongue into your hole, using the tip of his nose to rub gently at your hooded cock between pumping his thick, slick tongue deep into you. Then you feel a warmth at your entrance followed by a searing sensation as liquid fire pours into you, instantly cooking your cock and innards with a smell of smoke and cooking meat. It doesn’t hurt, not much, but it feels so *damn good*; you can barely manage a grin at him because your body is quivering from the pleasure and warmth burning through your hips. He returns the smile, his reptilian, slitted eyes and grinning bony skull showing nothing but affection and adoration for you, then withdraws his tongue from your smoking, cooked hole. He opens his mouth again and a tremendous wave of fire engulfs you like a gentle, passionate hug, and you coo and moan and though he can barely hear it above the sound of the flame pouring from his throat, the sound of your arousal and happiness encourages him to share in those sensations.

    When the great wave of flame is finally done, you can see his cock protruding from his sheath, glistening at the tip. You want to go over there and help him, to suck it and feel it pound into you, but you’ve become just a charbroiled human boy - a delicious snack for your monstrous lover. Fortunately, he knows what you want, and as he begins his feast by biting down on your now supple and giving belly and tearing out a loop of your intestines, you can feel his monstrous cock resting on your pelvis, grinding up against

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    Lilly, the cutest doll!

    It's Lilly's birthday. Lilly is just 1:39 meters tall. She has silver blonde hair that is long enough to reach her butt. She has blue eyes and almost white skin. Lilly is a doll maniac! She doesn’t just collect dolls. She cares for them like as if they were her own child’s. She even dresses herself like a doll. Today she wears a black dress. It consists of more frills than dress. She also wears black shoes a white pantyhose and a red bow in her hair. Thanks to her delicate body structure, you could really mistake Lilly as a doll! To celebrate the big day, she wants to buy a new doll. A new store has been opened which is said to be selling incredibly realistic dolls. Of course, this has aroused her attention. The store is a bit offside the inner city. Another advantage! In the city people often looked at her strangely. Many sellers don’t take her seriously. But she is sure that a real puppeteer will understand her!
    Lilly enters the store. A little golden bell announces her entrance. The interior of the shop, is decorated in an old fashion. Old Screen lamps illuminate the room. A handful of hand-sewn clothes are standing by the window. In an antique cabinet, various craft supplies are to be seen. On self-made shelves, dolls were placed lovely. Each doll is unique! They all look different and have different sizes. Some are even bigger than Lilly. She is thrilled! They are beautiful… She would love to take them all! It was a good idea to visit this store.

    The shopkeeper suddenly stands behind her. “Young maiden did you find a doll that interested you?”
    Lilly not startled. She is too busy to choose a doll. She doesn’t even look at him when she answers. "They all are beautiful; how should one be able to decide?" She stands on tiptoe and tries to reach a few of the higher located dolls. She doesn’t even notice as the owner helps her.
    The Shopkeeper turns her around. Only now does she notice that he was standing behind her all the time. He is an old man, who’s looks a little bit like Gepetto. “What kind of doll are you looking for?” he asks.
    Lilly is no longer certain. "It must be something special! but they all special ... How do find a doll that stands out?"
    "Well, a special doll is standing right in front of me!" He says, laughing.
    Lilly turns red. Finally, someone notices the effort she put in her dresses. “Thank you. I've been working on the dress for two months.”
    “You would surely be a good doll.” He says with respect. Then he seems to have an idea. " I know! I could make a doll for you, a very special one! for you only!"
    "But that will certainly be very expensive ... I don’t think I can afford it." Lilly knows from experience, that special made dolls cost often 3 to 4 times the price of a normal doll. She almost fears that she can hardly afford the other dolls in the store. They are masterpieces after all.

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    hello, where can i see link for destroyed daughters?
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    Post requests in /req/

    /lit/ is not the place for that.
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    Only True Lord of the Sith

    Deactivating his crimson lightsaber, Darth Sidious clipped the energy weapon to his belt as he let the storm of emotions rage through his mind. Having detected that his new apprentice was in danger, the Sith Lord had travelled to Mustafar as fast as he could, even forgoing gathering a battalion of Clone Troopers.

    Unfortunately, he had arrived just as the Jedi Master Kenobi was preparing to finish off his apprentice. The Emperor had engaged the Jedi in a duel and had managed to drive him off, leaving his personal guard the task of tracking down the Jedi.

    He had done this so that he could heal his apprentice as fast as possible, but looking at the living corpse that was Darth Vader as it lay on the shore of the lava stream, Sidious felt disgust and crushing disappointment. It had taken years and two apprentices to make the Chosen One fall to the dark side and in the end his apprentice had been slaughtered by his old Jedi mentor. Even worse, that mentor was now on the loose, as Sidious was sure that his guard was no match for the Jedi Master.

    With an angry swipe through the air, Sidious used the Force to telekinetically hurl his apprentice into the lava stream, Anakin Skywalker’s scream echoing in the Force as he was consumed.

    Hearing a feeble moan to his right, the Sith Lord shifted his attention to Anakin’s lover, who was lying on her back at the foot of her space yacht. She had been a part of his plan to make the Chosen one fall, but now, heavily pregnant as she was, she was only a liability for his future reign and she would serve as the first victim of his unleashed powers as Emperor.

    With a gesture from his right hand, he telekinetically raised her onto her feet and then into the air, holding her suspended with her front turned towards him. With a few gestures from his free hand, he made use of the same power to shred her dull grey shirt to pieces, revealing her modest breasts swollen due to impending motherhood, her areola a darker pink than usual with her nipples stiffening at their sudden exposure to air. Beneath them bulged her distended abdomen, her womb stretched to its limits by the twins inside that were almost ready to be born, a faint linea nigra curving vertically over her abdomen. Her dark boots and light grey trousers were also torn to pieces, revealing her strong long legs and the shaved nether lips that guarded her sex, as well as a hint of her firm buttocks.

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    I quite enjoyed it, though I'd have done a few things differently. Mostly due to personal preference. For instance, I'd have had her debreasted by his lightsaber and either stabbed or shot in the pussy while still pregnant.
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    Tasty, erotic demolition in the tradition of Dante.
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    So I've been looking all over for this story there was five separate chapters
    The first chapter had to do with two sisters the woman cut off one of the sisters cunt lips, and made the eat it

    I don't remember what the second chapter was about

    the third chapter was about a girl who wanted everything done to her

    the fourth chapter was about then going to one of her research facilities and one of her assistants have her breasts ripped off in the machine in an accident and there was also about using nanomachines to be able to see through someone's eyes

    I thought the woman name was Annabel but I haven't had much luck in finding it. It was on here before a lot of stories got lost

    Thanks!
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    Anonymous 04-Jul-16 20:58 # 5991
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    Part 3 - Continued


    As I held the little piece of my sex, staring at it, I was beginning to realise the finality of what I had allowed Bianca to do. I felt tears form in my eyes as I looked at the main source of all my sexual pleasure. Destroyed. Gone. I had let her deprive me of my precious clitoris without a single protest, probably forever ending the possibility of any future orgasms. "Oh my god..." I began to sniffle. It was gone, all of it. I'd sacrificed my sex to save my breasts, but the cost was only just hitting home. I would never again be able to feel my finger run up my labia, the cute, soft, amputated lips lying in the bowl where Bianca had just dropped them, bloody and raw. I could no longer enjoy tugging on my clitoris as I climaxed. I looked at the little nub, once a huge part of my adolescence, now just a piece of dead tissue. "What have I done?"

    Suddenly a mouth was on my own as Bianca's lips met mine. I tried to speak, but she used the opportunity to thrust her tongue into my mouth as her hands found my breasts and began to caress them gently. Despite my situation, I began to lose myself in lust again, wrestling her tongue with my own. She gave me a smile that somehow caused a rush of pleasure through my vagina. I wasn't sure how that worked, I mean there wasn't much left to feel pleasure with down there. She broke the kiss. "Okay, you kept up your end of the deal. Consider your tits spared, for now. Just so you know, that was so fucking hot, watching you do that."

    Despite the horror of what I had done to myself, I felt a sense of relief that I had bought time for my breasts' continued existence. I even felt a little thrill from her compliment. She thought I looked sexy. She liked watching me mutilate myself. I leaned in and kissed her passionately again. I'd never felt this way before, this indescribable attraction to another girl. She took my severed clit from my fingers and dropped the bloody gobbet into the dish with my lips, then as she started stripping off her clothes, I tried to help. She pulled her shirt over her head, and I gasped as I saw her breasts, cupped in a bra that concealed almost nothing. Her left was beautiful and unmarred, but her right tit just had a raw looking wound where her nipple should have been. "Oh my god, what happened?"

    Bianca looked down at her chest. "Someone cut it off. They wanted to do it, and I wanted to let them, so I did." She grinned wickedly. "It was incredible."

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    Anonymous 04-Jul-16 21:00 # 5992
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    Part 3 - Continued


    EXIT TERMINATING CONNECTION CLOSING PORTS... DISCONNECTED


    I grabbed the headset off my head and tossed it on my pillow as I rolled off the bed, a sticky wet patch remaining where I had orgasmed repeatedly. I dashed down to the basement, bursting in to see Bianca leaning over Nicola's unconscious form, an expression of worry on her face. "She's bleeding out."

    "I know, kitten." I made a beeline to the fridge, punching a code into the pinpad on the second door. Opening it, I reached in and grabbed the spare can of medical spray I kept there and tossed it to Bianca. "Seal her up, quickly." I turned back to the shelves. Blood packs were stacked there, appropriated from the labs. I had gleaned Nicola's blood type from her memories, and I took a pack of it and grabbed some tubing before hurrying over to the bed.


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    Anonymous 04-Jul-16 21:02 # 5993
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    The 4th part involved Annabel using the nanotech on the blank clones of herself so she could possess them and cook/eat herself alive with no lasting repercussions. It was quite nice but I neglected to save it. :(
    Mindtrap 05-Jul-16 08:45 # 5999
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    Confession time... Part 4 died early on. I was posting on a high after finishing part 3 and I realised I didn't really have a narrative properly done.

    I've outlined it better since then, but with my spare time limited, I haven't been able to motivate myself to continue it. The self cooking is gone, at least in the beginning, and I'm still trying to come up with a personality for Alice. I don't want a copy of Bianca, but I don't want her to be a domme either. Annabel is in charge. I'm leaning towards a bubbly innocent persona, with a sexual attraction to her twin but no real penchant for s/m.

    Also having difficulty with introducing a male encounter as I'm not really sure how to do one. The mindset just feels mystifying to me and comes off feeling a bit fake.


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    Thanks! That's it
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    any more from this author?
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    Hi Gurochan!

    This is my first ever work in English. Please tell me if you enjoyed it and how I can improve on it! Most of the stories here will be somewhat short, and they'll revolve around the untimely demise of doe-eyed damsels. ^^

    All stories and characters are purely fictional, and should not be emulated in real life~

    Aki


    Amanda

    It was six in the morning, the orange hued rays brought warmth to a new beautiful day as the sun was just starting to rise. Amanda was just finishing off her breakfast, ready to kick off another day at work.


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    The rating system is unneccessary.
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    That was fun!
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    I like the rating system
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    Thank you for the compliment! I will try to be more descriptive in the next story~

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    I guess so, but please let me have a little bit of fun with it.
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    Bump in hope of an update
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    this is the ultimate D/S. Stories were bad people are tortured by good revengeful ones" are boring.

    More poor, weak, innocent the victim is, the better
    morre rich, strong, perverse the dom is, the better.
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    Definitely!
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    IMO, even more ultimate is a combination of
    evil - wealthy - muscular - beautiful - arrogant
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    kind - poor - skinny - ugly - shy
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    I think this is most common BDSM story type and main fantasy of many women. like story "57 shades of grey" and many other clones.

    It is extremely rare to encounter story where strong is dominated by weak.
    except maybe in manga.
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    You may say that, but, personnaly, I had NEVER find a story were the dominant use explicitly her wealth as a weapon of humiliation. Nor than a mix between money and muscles (strong in wealth, strong in health).

    Except one time, in "a quickie for suzy", an ASSTR story, and on some of stories of dark real of Polaris.

    But I desperatly seek for other like that.
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    I wonder how you are even supposed to use wealth as weapon?
    most stories are just about rich assholes who can do whatever they like and get unpunished or sadists who get along with masochistic women.

    If you see story which focuses on how sadist is using his resources to ruin life for some poor homeless girl (as if her life can be ruined any more) by hiring some thugs to rape her then yes this is not common story.
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    You're probably seeing all those tags and wonder: "How the fuck does he cram all these fetishes into one story?"

    Well, I've lurked for several years now, and written down my depraved fantasies (which is the only thing they are! Fantasies!), and as I did, I noticed that they became darker with each instance.

    Thus, I decided to try and write a story that combined my many fetishes. Some of the tags will appear later on. Aside from the ones listed on top, I'll include more, but I'll put them on top of the reply which contains them.

    The one thing I'll never include is rape, which is kind of funny to me, as there is so much unpleasantness contained here..

    Have fun reading, I hope you're enjoying reading my story as much I as I did writing it.

    Cheers!



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    Chapter 2 - Morning Piss

    Right behind the door, in the middle of the hallway was a large screen, set up specifically for me to inspect each class and student, giving me not only access to every single file about them, but also live-feed from class-, bath-, changing-rooms and the gym.

    I could've hidden it somewhere for the sake of the small-town-illusion that turned me on so much, but an even bigger turn-on was the thought of the young children walking by it every day.

    Them seeing the symbol of their waiting demise every day, as they entered a place that should actually be giving them shelter made my dick throb with sadistic pleasure.

    I used the screen to scroll through the classes.

    Lusting after something a little older, I went for classes 11, with the girls being between 16 and 17.

    I didn't want to pinpoint an exact victim, as the classes were carefully selected to provide an equal share of diversity for me.

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    2 bad this isn't a manga.... ;)
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    Chapter 3 - Punishment and Rewards

    Turning around, I smiled at her, as her hands were roaming her piss-covered flesh, as if to replicate my presence, while her boyfriend had actually reached over and caressed her wet shoulder while stroking his dick.

    “Good girl”, I said and proceeded to the closet next to the blackboard.
    Every classroom had a room like this, all of them equipped with basic tools for pleasure and pain.

    As I was deciding on the girls fate, I could hear the moaning of the entire class behind my back, with sounds of rubbing and squishing and the smell of young pussyjuice and pre-cum filling the air.
    Finally, I re-emerged with a large baseball-bat, a sight greeted with loud Ooohs and Uuuuhs.

    Cynthia was practically screaming with delight as she saw it and rubbed her piss-covered body even more roughly, while her boyfriend's mouth hung open, eyes wide with terror.

    Throwing it toward the class, I shouted: “Whoever gets to the bat first can punish that useless cunt over there as much as he or she wants, and if that girl dies in the process, her killer is given the special opportunity to visit my dog kennel. And my boys are just starving for some meat right now!”

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    Well, I expected something different from the tags and description since I like consensual stuff, but it is not exactly what I expected.

    First it was pretty boring to read description of that utopia and it woud be much better to reveal this along with the action than dedicate entire chapter to bureaucratic nuances.
    Also if you implant chips and control people or they follow orders it is not consensual anymore this is mostly rape if you claim to be one in control.

    Of course it is your fantasy, but your description is not very acurate.
    I woud say that you main fetish is politic and ruling LOL because you spend most of the time on that stuff.
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    So wonderfully perverse. I hope you continue.
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    Well, this could probably needs a little more time, but here it is. Let me know what you think!

    disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!



    I was waiting behind the counter when I first saw him coming. He was walking confidently towards me with a big smile on his face, and I hesitated for just a minute, looking at the other girls around me. No one moved, so I stepped up behind the counter, as we were supposed to do.

    He stopped on the other side, laying his briefcase on the countertop. His eyes were locked on mine as he smiled, and soon I was trembling. He was at least 6 feet 5” tall and wide as a door, but what stroke me the most was his skin. It was so black that it seemed to be shining under the lights.

    Looking into his eyes, I smiled as I dried my sweaty hand on my apron.

    “Hello Sir, and welcome to XXXpresso. My name is Roanne, how may I serve you today?” I said to him.

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    Good job.
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    To be honest, I might like it better without the last paragraph--having it cut out mid sentence gives it a note of finality imo
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    Bump!
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    Brilliant.

    I hope you never stop writing.
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    Glad to know that people liked this one. Hopefully I will have the next one in a couple of weeks, but for now I am completely stuck...
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    Awakened by a splash of cold water, Julie took a moment to get her bearings. Her wrists were fastened by leather straps attached somewhere above her, pulling her hands out and high over her head, and her ankles were similarly strapped to the floor, granting her no wiggle room. And she was naked. These were the first things she noted as she clawed her way up to consciousness. Then she recalled how the previous night had ended.

    She had just pulled up outside her house after a long night of work at Planet Fitness, and she had wondered at the dark van parked next door, but hadn't paid it enough attention. Had she been more cautious, perhaps she wouldn't have been caught off guard when a shadowy figure cloaked in black appeared from behind a bush and shoved a rag in her face. She had tried to struggle, but her attacker had been twice her size, and the element of surprise had yielded the advantage. Her body was enveloped by powerful arms, she couldn't get an angle to free herself, and the fumes from the rag had quickly put her to sleep.

    Horror dawned as the peacefulness of sleep faded and Julie realized whatever was in store would not be pleasant. A man stood before her, stocky and tall, and in his hands he held the bucket with which he had just doused her. The water was freezing, and the temperature in the room was far below comfortable.

    "Ah, you're awake, good. Now we can begin."

    "Yeah, I'm awake, I'm soaking wet and freezing. What the fuck?"

    "Yes, you do look cold." Julie realized she was shivering, although whether it was from fear or frost she could not be sure. The man reached out and flicked one of her nipples, which were hard as bullets. "I have the air in this room set to thirty degrees."

    Julie was now noticing her surroundings for the first time. The room was more like a cell, with a low ceiling and steel walls on all sides. A reinforced steel door was bolted shut on the far side, and to her left was a stainless steel table with an array of pernicious devices spread out on top of it. Below her was a drain, and there were a few curious contraptions scattered here and there, whose functions Julie could only guess. She had a bad feeling she would learn what some of them do soon enough.

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    Do you have more stories somewhere, bloodlust?
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    I'll post something new shortly. It's not exactly new, it's partly an old story, but I recently rewrote a lot of it.
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    Great story!
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    This story is awesome! Hope we get similar stuff!
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    still my favorite story :3
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    Christening the Lab

    It was to be a great day, I knew it. My torture lab was fully completed and begging to be used. A true work of greatness; a wall-full of tools, a restraint system for multiple victims, and some other cleverly engineered agents of torture. It was completely 21st century, down to the "science lab" smell.

    And of course, some victims for celebration. I had wasted no time making a Tinder account and cleaning up nicely, so as to attract only the most beautiful of women. A "test" date with each proved they had great personalities, too. And now I had them all to myself!

    "Good morning ladies!" I said gleefully as I entered the lab, turning on the main lights.

    They didn't look happy as they looked up, just realizing they hadn't been alone. Their bad feelings had just been confirmed as they looked around at the horror that was my lab, not to mention being bound and nude.

    "I must say, it's an honor being here with you. I'm not self-conscious, but wow! You fine ladies really found me worth the time of day!"

    "What the hell IS this?? What the fuck do you want?!" One of them shouted.

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    That's gotta be the best compliment I've received so far, haha! Thanks guys, I expect to be uploading more in the near future (said every writer EVER) because these stories are a form of indulgence for myself as well. Glad to see I have at least a few readers :)
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    Love it! Really like how the girls were first mutilated before being disposed of!
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    As much as this was in line with my fetishes, I just couldn't get off to this. It's supremely well written and fun to read but...

    Normally I get myself wet by putting myself into the place of the victim and imagining thee torment being done to me instead of them but I think this one was too well done. The torture was too much for even me to enjoy; please write more like it. This was an absolute treat to read.
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    Nice ty!
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    Thanks for bumps guys, I'm glad to see people appreciate this story!

    No guarantee I'll be writing more but I'll be staying active on the forum!
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    I've been letting this down lately... But i had swear to write a story for every grimm fairy tale! This one was more than just well suited for it! I never read a fairy tale with this many vore and dolcett elements like in "brother and sister" :police: //www.grimmstories.com/en/grimm_fairy-tales/the_brother_and_sister . Well i also look forward for Rapunzel;)


    Like alwals: The prey is a little bit older as in the original!

    011 The Sister and the other Sister.
    (You really believe you will see boy meat just because in the fairy tale it’s brother and sister? You are naive!)

    The big sister takes her younger sisters hand and said. “We have to run away! Our stepmother beats us every day. She feed us with hart bread and water… even the dog get better food! If our mother knows… We can’t stay! There is a whole world open for us.” The two red heads looked lovely even in the poor garb they had to wear. So, they went out into the big world. It’s not easy to find a new home. The had to walk Barefoot and in torn clothes. But they even endured rain and cold. Because they only had each other. After a very long day, they climb a tree and slept immediately. This difficult their journey was!

    The next morning… After the long last day, naturally the sisters got hungry and thirsty. The older sister was braver but not as clever as her younger sister. Still, she always looked after her little sister. That’s why she is determined to found a brook. She wanted to protect her sister, on any way possible. But they not had known, her stepmother was an evil witch! (one of the kind, that doesn’t eat girls! The very evil kind!) She cursed every brook in the woods.

    The big Sister fast found a nice brook with clean water. But the little sister heard. "Her a snake will be who drinks of me, who drinks of me a snake will be!" (Yes, the water could rhyme.)

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    DeviantArt: http://cuteandhurting.deviantart.com/gallery/60162034/Turning-to-Stone-Random-Petrification-Stori

    HentaiFoundry: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/CuteAndHurting/21698/Turning-to-Stone-Random-Petrification-Stories

    Renamed of Turning to Stone, Random Petrification Stories, so be more generic.

    Bunch of stories. Girls getting turned to stone, sex toys, furniture, food... out of system of other stories. Usually results in a bad way to live forever.

    Magic Exists and It Can Be Petrifying

    Everybody loves magic tricks. Young and old, boys and girls. There was a summer magic event at a Japanese town, where little Amy, or Eimi, had fun watching various magicians doing magic tricks. Unfortunately, she had to be back home until 5 PM, because her parents were worried about her 12 year old daughter. 'This is such a bother...' She thought at 3 PM as she was walking home, which was in another, smaller town. Her parents didn't know she would go to that magic show. She lied about that because they'd never let her go otherwise. 'My friends said they would be there...' But it turned out that they didn’t lie to their parents, so they weren't allowed to go. 'But it was so much fun! There were so many magicians!'

    As she was walking through a suburb, nobody was there. They were either in town, or at work, or home having lunch or afternoon nap. But then she stumbled across a girl her age who was happily heading towards the town.

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    WARNING: No sexual content.

    Vacuum Fairy

    Vaky is a fairy. She likes to clean people’s homes when they aren’t at home. Many homes have lately been cleaned mysteriously, nobody knowing there’s a good fairy with good intentions doing that to them. Even witches and wizards didn’t know that little Vaky existed!

    Vaky would always carry her little vacuum cleaner with her.

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    “Nina!” Yelled Ana with tears in her eyes. Ana was a 12 year old Bosnian blondie from Sarajevo. She was running away from someone.
    “Ana!” Said Nina. Nina was a chin-length brunette and Ana’s classmate.
    “Nina, please help me!”

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    Watching Filthy Frank, I got an inspiration.

    It's just a prank, sis

    In magic high schools, including our Academy of Magic of Japan, students are encouraged to do any type of magic to each other. Naturally, there are even pranksters who do magical pranks to people, bringing them discomfort, pain, death or even long term or eternal imprisonment (turning to stone and similar). And then they put it up on their social media for laughs. Why do wizards to bad magic things? Because magic is highly addicting and so is being mean. Just like most of you are good people who eat animal products, wizards are good people who sometimes do bad magic things to others.

    Main reason for the encouragement to do bad magic to each other is to motivate magic students to learn protection against magic. After all, “normal” people don’t believe in magic, most of them can’t even do it, and worst yet, they are completely helpless against enormous powers of magic.

    ***

    A famous YT prankster called Saito has brown spiky hair and does magical pranks. He is mostly known as a magician, and some even say his victims are actually actors. But what do YT people even know? In reality, he really does magic pranks.

    It was a rainy spring day in a suburb that was mainly inhabited by magic highschoolers. It was basically a high school dorm, but with houses and apartments instead.

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    Do you think you can do a story where a guy gets petrified and feels like he's cumming forever?
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    I honestly don't know. I don't have any inspiration on that.
    BUT I do have an idea on having those 2 pranksters prank a femboi or a trap into gettin petrified while sucking their dick. I might write that one.
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    Petrifying Dental Surgery

    Our story starts with several middle schoolers, of a witches and wizards girls’ school, waiting in the dentist waiting room, accompanied by a teacher. A week ago the whole class had to have a dentist check, and 4 of them turned out to have bad teeth. One of them was an anxious cute brunette Nadoka. She was scared of dentists… though they all were. But she was even more scared, so she decided to go last, even though that should have only prolonged her misery.

    Of course, she was scared of dentists because she had had a tooth that needed fixing just a year ago. She would still remember the sound, the smell, the taste, the moments of pain… She didn’t want to go through that again.

    Worse yet, this clinic had very special ways of calming people. If you would twitch or make a sound, the dental chair would quickly turn you to a stone statue. It’s simple sealing, and just as we described in earlier magical stories – it’s irreversible. Soul, thanks to its special physics, binds to the smallest particles of the statue material. So no one can unbind it anymore, not even by breaking or changing the material.

    And when her first classmate went in, she would once again be reminded of the sound cruelly awaiting for her. But there was no screaming, or any type of speaking at all. When she was done, she came out being… normal. Same happened with the second classmate. They both told Nadoka it’s only a little painful, and that there’s nothing to be afraid of. Though it was easy for them to say – they were already finished.

    “You see, Nadoka-chan?” Said her friend Nakano quietly to her. “It doesn’t hurt. It will be OK!”

    Then Nakano had to go inside. She didn’t make any sound either, and came out as normal as ever.

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