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    GGO, VR, noncon, surgery, dissection, reset, unconventional torture,

    Llenn woke up. She couldn’t remember how she got here. She looked around. It looked like an operating room, with all the equipment and details that went with it. She tried to get up but at that moment she found out, she was heavily restrained. She was fairly shure this was Llenn's body, she didnt feel tall. A man silently entered the room and over to the girl.

    “So, you’re awake.”
    He said.

    Llenn looked over at him. He was tall, brown hair, kind of handsome, but she would never admit that to him. Llenn instinctively started shouting,

    “who are you? Where am I? Untie me right now! When I get free, I’m going to beat you up and report you!”

    He gagged her with a piece of tape.


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    "She's too young, and she won't have enough self-control. She won't be able to do it," Linda said after the door closed behind the mother and daughter.

    "That's exactly why we decided to knock her out before the end," Robert replied.

    The woman shook her head.

    "She won't make it that far. She'll panic and burst into tears. And they won't be happy with a beauty queen with tear-stained eyes and a desperate face."

    "Obviously, your parents didn't enter you into junior beauty pageants. Although, looking at you as an adult, I'd say they could have easily done so," the man said.

    "It's nice of you to compliment me, but let's focus on business now!"

    "I just wanted to point out that I think you underestimate the determination of the contestants and their parents."

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    Very nice, please write more.
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    That was quite fun.

    I haven't seen a lot of encasing stories, and I think this is my first encounter with a fatal one. A girl getting converted into furniture or something decorative, like a statue, is always fun.
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    >>26968
    Embedding in plastic is an undeservedly neglected topic.
    Here's another fatal one about a married couple
    https://e-hentai.org/g/2993674/42b1f6fe2a/
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    Tags: consensual, cannibalism, incest

    I shivered slightly as the next guest let another blast of cold winter air inside. Mom, as the hostess of this block party, was meeting everyone at the door as they arrived and I had to stand next to her to help her stay upright.

    "Oh thank goodness, we're here! I thought we were going to get lost just walking down the block in this blizzard," said the short, heavily pregnant Asian woman coming in.

    "Welcome, Rima! So glad you could make it," mom greeted one of her closest friends.

    Rima brushed some snow off her bare, protruding belly before taking off her coat and adding it to the pile on the entryway table. This revealed that the coat and furry boots were the only things the woman had been wearing. I've always thought she was a bit odd, but sweet.

    "And that wind! Gracious, I'm about frozen to the bone," continued the now naked woman. "Hi, Nicole. You're looking sexy tonight!"

    Mom was totally naked, and I just had on a lacy white bikini. The heat radiating from mom's body was keeping me warm on one side, but I still had goosebumps from the cold air.

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    Very hot! Thank you, author!
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    Very nice, but what happened to the twins the previous wife pushed out a month ago
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    Would love to see a sequel to this or a prequel where the girls are prepping the mom for cooking while she explains what the girl's wifely duties to her father will be.
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    >>26961
    Well, before I starting writing this story, my original plan was to say that they were one of the main ingredients in the chili, but I wanted to write a story without the loli tag for a change. If you look closely, I didn't actually say what was in the chili, except the peppers, so feel free to assume that they were chopped up and stuffed back in their mother. [wink]

    >>26962
    Oh, a "retiring" mother giving final instructions to the daughter replacing her as wife/mother is a great idea. I think I have one or two stories in my ideas list that would work nicely with that as an added detail.

    Jeremy and his father were the last to arrive.
    At the end of the rough trail, they parked next to the two other SUVs already there. They locked the car and walked toward the hunting lodge, several hundred yards into the woods.

    When they reached their destination, they greeted those who had arrived earlier. Eddie and Bradley were old college classmates of Jeremy’s father. They were accompanied by another boy of Jeremy’s age, named Dale, who was Eddie’s nephew. The three adults had been going to the mountains for a few days of hunting every year for a long time. Seeing Dale, Jeremy thought that this might be the time when they would start bringing the younger generation along as a kind of "initiation into manhood."

    The days passed leisurely, far from the hustle and bustle of civilization. Despite the enthusiastic shooting, the occasional hunters did not pose a great threat to the wildlife. One deer and a few birds fell victim. Jeremy thoroughly enjoyed holding a rifle in his hands. Dale was much more reserved, but despite his quietness, they got along well.

    On the penultimate day, they finished hunting earlier than usual. The men began preparing dinner, and the two boys were sent back to the cars for spare gas cylinders. At the vehicles, Dale interrupted their light chatter and spoke in a more serious tone:

    "I have something to tell you, and I would be happy if you listened to it. The adults asked me to let you in on the secret."

    "I’m listening," Jeremy replied in surprise.


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    Noice :3

    Introduction:

    In 2120 there are too many people on earth.

    A new law is being introduced. Every year at Christmas there is a big lottery in which everyone who has reached the age of majority, i.e. 18, has to take part. For this lottery everyone is assigned a lottery number. Once your number is drawn, you have until New Year's Eve to execute yourself or have yourself executed. If you fail to comply, your entire family will be arrested and publicly executed.

    Unfortunately, I (Lisa) and Leonie are among the people who were drawn in the lottery.

    And today on New Year's Eve we would execute ourselves.

    We also invited our mutual friend Charly.

    His number had also been drawn in the lottery; just like that of his twin sister Samantha. The numbers of our other school friends Sophia, Clara and Markus (Clara's friend) were also drawn in the lottery. We would execute ourselves tonight in mine and my sister's room.

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    Great story, I really love the concept.
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    Excellent

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    "Welcome our guests! Hannah and Jamie have come from St. Agatha's Orphanage. They do not want to be adopted by strangers or separated from each other. They noticed that we were looking for volunteers for our lesson and decided to apply. Usually, our subjects are residents of homeless shelters, so it is rare to work with such young individuals," Miss Hanson told the class.

    After the introduction, she continued:

    "Hannah was given a strong painkiller a few minutes ago, so she will feel practically nothing. Jamie, on the other hand, has bravely accepted a special request of mine and will endure discomfort for the sake of education. Special thanks to him! Hannah and Jamie! Undress please!"

    The two young people took off all their clothes. At first, embarrassed, they involuntarily tried to cover their private parts with their hands, but they quickly realized where they were and what they had come for. First Hannah lowered her hand, then her brother. They stood completely naked in front of the class.

    "You will be the first. Please lie down on the dissecting table," Miss Hanson said to the girl.

    Hannah lay down on the cool metal table, and the woman secured her arms, ankles, and thighs with strong straps.

    "She doesn’t need to be restrained because of the pain. As I mentioned, it will be painless for her. However, she might panic and try to get up," the teacher explained.

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    I'm pretty sure the image was made by the artist sachisuke masumura
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    I've found the English translated image on e-hentai:
    https://e-hentai.org/g/727997/31b836ce79/
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    That artist has done some amazing stuff. I have a handful of (unfinished or even started) stories based somewhat off their "willing" schoolgirl dissected for class content.
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    Good shit

    Sandy the Savory Snowgirl
    Tags: loli, semi-consensual cann, incest, lactation

    This is another installment in the life and snuff of Josh and Kelly's daughters. This comes after Triplets' Savory Sixteen, but it should be able to stand on its own, if you haven't read the others.

    There are a lot of characters in this one with at least a minor part to play, so I guess I'll leave my notes on the names and ages of the meatgirls in this story. I introduce them at the start, but it can be hard to keep track.

    Kelly: 37
    Lily & Lucy: 19
    Eva, Ella & Emma: 17. Emma snuffed previously
    Phoebe & Pearl: 15. Pearl snuffed previously
    Hazel, Hannah & Hailey: 14. Hazel snuffed previously
    Sandy: 6 years, 11 months

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    Cute. Although I can't help but think it would've been cuter to just leave her there to freeze.
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    Very nice, but as my name suggests I wish that the mother was eaten aswell.
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    Oh yeah, also I kinda wish one of the babies died a painful death due to being "annoying" or something stupid like that.
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    Nice!

    Maybe you're like me and enjoy writing, but just can't come up with ideas for what to write. Or you have a very vague idea and are spotty on the details. Or maybe you do have this idea that would make for a way cool story, but think you can't write for shit (in which case you should totally give it a shot, a lot of people are actually pretty decent with just a little criticism/refinement).

    Either way, this thread is gonna be about writing prompts. Leave an idea/request for some writer to pick up. Writers, find ideas or request more detailed ones based on your loose outline. And if you do a story based on a suggestion, do leave a link to that here (but not the story itself, just a link to your thread).

    Note that for most people “Kill [character] via [method]” isn't nearly enough to work with, at least without appearing awfully generic. Instead, give one or two sentences with such things as location/setting, motivation (if applicable), or a brief scenario, and whatever details. (And maybe some of the more common tags for reference).

    Then let's see how this turns out.
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    >>26794
    A new full immersion RPG comes out, with unprecedented levels of simulation. Lots of swords, fire and other ways to fucking die, but by default damage is turned off unless it's fatal in which case the one who recieved it doesn't feel it as they are disconnected from the simulated body and switched to spectate until they respawn. But it turns out that there is a glitch that lets you activate the fatal mode on yourself and feel all of the simulated pain, and one girl gets addicted to it. She never wore any armor and actively got herself into situatuions where she'd get killed. But after a while the glitch was patched, and she couldn't get her near-death high anymore. She eventually snapped and decided to seek death IRL, something drawn out to get the most out of it but at the same time not a slow bleedout from a slit wrist either.
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    Blitzo + Emberllyn from Helluva Boss.

    Basically the same as the short episode but it ends with Blitzo fucking Emberlynn's beheaded body. She is named the whole time and enjoys every second of being snuff. Maybe she was watching some snuff porn.
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    I also have a story idea:

    The main characters are 5 siblings (or just on one of 5 siblings if you want) (all of them are minors in some way). Suddenly they are somehow informed that their parents passed away in something like an accident (e.g.) and they are all handed over to Child Protective Services. The officers there try to find a place for them but fail to find any orphanage or foster home that can take 5 kids/teens at the same time. Furthermore the law in that szenario strictly forbids seperating orphaned siblings. So the officers figure out in the end that the law demands so called "emergancy measurement" for children that cannot be housed at all, and emergancy measurment is esentially just an euphemism for getting them killed some way.
    Main point of the story is how the officers manage to bring these news to children that just lost their parents and how they are going to kill them or get them killed. Obviously fisobeying the law isn't an option for officers (or is it?).

    Bonus points if the officers feel very sad about the kids' fate.
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    >>26945
    > emergancy measurment
    Did you mean emergency measure?
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    (Freaky biology, high speed pregnancy, casual snuff, maybe consensual, maybe too dumb to notice, implied gynophagia)

    He watched as the two dozen giggling girls filed in and took their seats. There was very little difference in the herd, all five foot five, tottering around five foot eleven in their uniform six inch tall red heels. The short shirts of their uniforms were cut high in front to leave firm, high-nippled breasts bouncing merrily, tiny red plaid skirts left round bouncy asses bare and hairless cunts in front on full display as they dripped and dribbled over the wire leading to the battery box tucked in the top of their white stocking.

    Twenty four nearly identical faces looked up to him expectantly. Big green eyes, narrow mouths with thick lips, shiny red lips and flashy blue eyeshadow, long blonde hair tied in high twintails with big red bows.

    All identical, interchangeable, practically disposable.

    He tapped the redhead lightly on top of her head, and she made a horribly lewd noise as she pulled eighteen inches of cock from her throat. She smiled cutely, then crawled to the pillow under his desk.

    "Alright, class, settle down. Now, today, I have to teach you an important lesson. Ahhh... Katie, please, step up here."

    Everyone turned and looked as a girl in the second row slipped from her seat and flounced up to the front of the class. She giggled, tipped her head side to side to toss her twintails, and slowly blinked her big green eyes. She seemed vacant and was struggling to put thoughts together, but she really was trying so hard to think.

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    dam. this is some good shit. planning in writing more? or already written more stuff like this that can be read somewhere?
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    Today, he couldn't manage to hold back. A fresh batch, right out of the tubes, giggling and chatting and smiling cutely as they pranced into his classroom.

    He was supposed to give them the basics on how the Instaprinters worked, the generic templates they could pick from for necessities. Letting them feed and dress themselves as needed left a few hands free for other work.

    No, there was plenty of time for that later.

    "Alright, ladies. Katya, please come to the front of the class. Everyone else, take your seats and assume the Ready position."

    She didn't have a name before he pulled one out of the air, but Katya eagerly pranced to the front of the class all the same. Twenty three nearly identical blonde bimbos settled into their seats.

    Any one of them could have been Katya, but somehow the herd had singled out a lucky winner without a moment's hesitation.

    They'd learn a lot about their innate instinctual behaviors in the next few hours.

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    He kicked the loose head across the floor, and it bounced into the open chute in the floor, beside the strategically placed padded bench. Dragging the rest of the trash meat by its ankle, he casually flipped it into the hole, where it banged and clattered down the metal chute before a muffled roar of flame echoed up the shaft, follower a bit later by a whiff of overcooked bacon.

    "Now, Mimi, if you'll be a dear, come over beside the bench here. The rest of your sisters, line up behind her, please." Mimi was blushing and fidgeting as he laid back on the bench, his dick rising high and stiff already.

    He took a breath, and steadied himself. This time, he needed to hold out as long as he could.

    "Now, you'll notice the rest of the girls have all been issued some form of lethal weapon, mostly bladed. Some not. At the moment, you are all avoiding touching them. However, this song... Well. Let' s demonstrate, shall we?"

    He touched the button, and the music started. Instantly every woman in the room went stiff at the electric, synthetic buzz of notes and the crash of simulated hand-clap percussion.

    Mimi climbed onto the bench, straddling his waist, and had just a few seconds of joy riding up and down on his cock, before a ginger in a skanky maid costume grabbed her curly hair. Mimi had an expression of bliss as the maid wound up, then a look of shock as the short machete crashed through her neck in time with the crash of the percussion.

    The maid gave the dead fuckmeat a hard kick in the side, half to topple the corpse into the chute and half to clamber onto his dick herself. She gave the still gawping face of the severed head a playful kiss before tossing it down the chute, too. The maid flounced and giggled for a few bars of the song before a masked ginger in a black leather body harness swung an axe into her throat, sending her head twirling into the air.

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    >>26924


    hello Anon!
    this scene looks extremely familiar. was it perhaps inspired by this video?
    https://files.catbox.moe/6ys77p.mp4

    did you consider to get a pen name?
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    >>26930
    It's nice that someone got the reference.

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    "Tonight is very important to me. You know I want to be a senator. The people I meet today have the power to effectively support me, but they want something from me in return before they help."

    "I'll do whatever I can. If nothing else, I'll smile kindly." Chrissy said.

    Robert glanced sideways at his daughter in the passenger seat next to him. She was completely devoted to him, but would she do what he asked? Chrissy was a beautiful girl—small in stature, with huge brown eyes that made her look like a frightened kitten who needed to be cuddled. In reality, she wasn't helpless at all. She was very independent, and her father had doubts about whether she would accept the request.

    Their destination was an old building wedged between two office buildings. A discreet brass plaque next to the huge wooden door announced the club's name. The interior of the building was decorated with expensive carpets and wood carvings. The only thing that seemed strange to Chrissy was the paintings. The one above the fireplace depicted Joan of Arc at the stake, while the one in the stairwell showed a girl tied to an altar in front of a dragon.

    More than one familiar face could be spotted among the elegant crowd. Chrissy recognized two famous business executives, a film producer, and a former governor. Robert knew several of the people present and introduced the girl to them. They all seemed excited, and the girl was flattered by their attention. A well-dressed older gentleman approached them and introduced himself as Joseph, the club president.

    "We all admire your father and are happy to help him build his career, but our club's basic rule is that nothing in life can be achieved without sacrifice. I hear you support him too. Now, it would be necessary for you to make your sacrifice," he told Chrissy.

    "I don't quite understand. What would I have to sacrifice?"

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    I liked it.
    It's a shame there aren't more pictures of the event.

    Fan-fic Loli semi-consential dissection

    It was Friday night at the swa. Henrietta was excited. Instead of another 2 days with the weekend staff, basically alone, she was going to spend the weekend with her handler!

    She was extremely excited all day, telling Rico and Triela about how she gets to spend more time with him. Henrietta was waiting eagerly with her bag packed when He came to pick her up at 5. She had no idea what her beloved handler had in store for her this weekend.

    The car ride was quiet. She was too nervous and excited to speak. In her mind, they were a couple. However she has never been able to say it out loud. Her handler finds her cute too. He never intended to fall in love with her, but she was there when nobody else was. She always listened. Her brain, her pretty, wrinkled, precious brain, was programmed to make her loyal and obedient to him. Maybe that would make her say yes to his touching it tomorrow night.

    They arrived at his home. Henrietta was surprised, she had never been here before. She never thought about where he went when he left, but she never imagined an old Victorian house. It was huge!
    “Like it?” He asked. “My parents left it to me….”

    He trailed off. She looked at him, he looked sad. She didn’t like seeing him sad.


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    Woah, a Gunslinger Girl fic in the year of our lord 2024. Great taste.
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    There is still more to come.
    Things are heating up as her master shows her sexual pleasure, but will she be able to reciprocate when she finds out what he wants?

    "Do you understand?”

    Henrietta thought about what he said. She wasn't really sure. He took her silence as his answer.

    “How about I show you?”

    Before she knew it, her master had slid his hand into her panties and was gently stroking her virgin slit. Her face turned bright red. Her wildest fantasy coming true, she couldn't speak. Only a soft moan escaping her lips. He gently caressed her now erect clit.

    “These are sexual feeling Henrietta.”


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    Robert stared out the windshield at the storm and sulked.

    "That's not fair!" he finally blurted out.

    "What?" his sister, who was driving, asked.

    "If I were the older one and you were the younger one, it would be different."

    "I have no doubt about that. But it didn't work out that way."

    "Other girls ask for a Caribbean cruise or a European vacation or something like that for their birthdays."

    "We're not the same. By the way, you didn't object to the custom last year on Jeff's birthday, and Adele must have thought the same way."

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    An absolutely fantastic story! Thank you so much for writing it. The chatter and lead up to the main event was the best part.

    I apologize for any grammatical errors; my English is far from perfect. I hope you still enjoy the story!

    Repayment

    Brad sat on the couch in the shabby room, speechless. Emily, the pretty girl with the smile who had greeted them, sat the trio down and asked them to wait for her to return. So, they waited. They had already discussed everything they could with his parents, so all that was left was to do. The adults didn’t force conversation either, but instead, stared at the floor. The boy looked around. They must have been in the dressing room of some old bar, the light of which had long since faded.
    Neither of them knew exactly where they were. They couldn’t see anything from the closed van that had brought them here. The door opened, and Emily appeared in the opening.
    “We’re ready. Follow me!” she said.
    Brad felt a chill wash over him, but he tried to appear calm. He started after Emily, and his parents followed him. After a few turns through narrow corridors, they reached a stage. On the stage, a well-lit imitation of a living room was set up between false walls: a sofa, an armchair, a floor lamp, a small table.
    Emily pointed to the sofa. Brad and his parents sat down. The girl positioned herself in the armchair so that she was not in the field of view of the camera filming the sofa. The prearranged conversation began, as if it were just an ordinary interview with an ordinary family.
    The boy listened with only one ear. He thought about the past few days. He recalled when his parents told him about their terrible situation. Considering their business situation hopeless, they had, in their desperation, turned to a person they should not have been allowed to approach for a loan. They received the loan, but due to an unfortunate coincidence, it did not get them out of the pickle.
    They couldn't pay it back and soon received an ultimatum: either they pay, or Brad and his two sisters would grow up as orphans. They were also given another option, but it was so terrible that they didn’t even think about it at first: through the eldest child, it could be arranged that their debt would be forgotten, and they could even receive a very substantial extra amount. They just had to participate in a special, secret video recording.
    The days passed, and the parents slowly realized that, no matter how terrible, this was the only way out. Without a father and mother, the children would not grow up properly. Brad might, but the two girls were still too young. But they couldn’t make the decision. They decided to tell the boy everything and leave the decision to him. If he didn’t agree, they wouldn’t force him, but would accept their fate. At first, Brad was speechless from shock, and then he thought for days. Slowly, he accepted that only he could save the family.
    That’s why he’s sitting here on a couch, listening to the conversation. At Emily’s request, his parents told the camera that they really are a family. A few questions were directed at Brad, to which he replied, telling her what school he goes to, that yes, he has a girlfriend, and no, he's never done anything even remotely similar to what he's about to do now.

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    Not having the sisters be present to watch sounds like a missed opportunity.
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    Sorry for the spacing! I forgot about the blank enters. :(
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    >>26901
    That's a damn good idea! I should have consulted you before publishing. :)
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    Very dark indeed most of the snuff I see is fully consensual so this is dark. Yet a short but interesting story. Though I don't really get why he die. Did I get something wrong because it seems like he just did a blowjob to his dad so doesn't seem like something that would insta kill him.
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    >>26907
    He suffocated on the thick dick as it went into his throat.

    Triplets' Savory Sixteen
    (Tags: consensual cann, incest, teens)

    Note: This is technically a sequel to Savory Sixteen, but it barely relates to it, so you don't need to have read it to understand this story.

    All three teen girls were talking excitedly over each other as the car pulled up to the restaurant. They had chosen to go full on identical triplet mode, dressing in identical shorts, t-shirts and ponytails, so as they piled out of the car, their parents, Josh and Kelly, couldn't even tell which was which.

    The identical triplets had been either dressing the same or secretly swapping clothes and hair styles mid-day to confuse people ever since they were old enough to dress themselves. Their mother could tell them apart at first, but after years of their shell game, not even she could keep track.

    It was only 9 AM, so Marconi's Dinner wasn't technically open yet, but they were here on appointment to drop off the girls, so when they knocked on the door, it opened. Mr Marconi himself greeted them and led them to the kitchen.

    As they walked, Josh said, "Thanks, for helping us out with our girls' big day, Mr Marconi."


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    The other story's length and warning about serious mood are too intimidating for me, but this one I did enjoy a lot. It feels so much like something my Kagamine twins would've done if they were all-girl triplets, lol. Ah, the joys of twinship! (tripletship?)
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    >>26780

    a nice story - I like it
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    >>26813

    Thanks, Aoi, glad you liked it. I always enjoy your work. :)

    Yeah, that first story got away from me a bit, and I went in kind of a weird direction at the end. I've got a bunch more short ones like this one planned about Kelly's many daughters, so hopefully I'll find time to write some more that people like.

    I haven't been on here in years. I am so happy to see this site still going. I had a fun little meat procressing dream that i think you guys would enjoy.

    It started off with ten meaty looking women all lined up. Arms were bound behind their backs, forced to sit on these saddles with dildos in them and a suckinf cup on their clits. They were all being fucked and sucked to the edge but none of them were allowed to cum yet.

    They all wore such pretty little collars around their necks but they served a fun purpose.

    After about an hour of teasing, this machine or computer or whatever would force the women to cum at the same time. Suddenly, five collars slices the heads off their wearers, and they all fell backwards onto a conveyer belt that carried their heads and bodies to the butcher floor.

    The five remaining women were brought forward and these arms came down and grabbed their necks and back, fircing them to sit up. Then, these syringes came down, two for each women, and shoved their needles into their tits. After being edged for 30 minutes, the needles shot their contents into the women as they orgasmed. Three of the women immediately had their breasts filles up with milk. Their saddles moved them out of the room and ro a barn, where they were milked with larve suction cups on their breasts. They were given plenty of orgasms at first, but when they were running out of milk, their clits werr shocked painfully to try and get them to fill their quota. After a week they are processed.

    As for the last two, their saddles were connected to a barrel for both of them. They were both injected with something that made them produce eggs. A screen ahead of them told them that one barrel was full of a simple cream. The other barrel was full of super sperm that would imprenate them almost as soon as it was shot into them. They would have the barrels empty into them as soon as they came.

    Both women fought not to cum as they were fucked and sucked hard. But once they di, their stomachs became fat with the contents of the barrels and made to keep cumming. After a bit, a scanner washed over them. One of them got knocked up and taken to a room where she got her legs and arms cut off. She was passed aroubd by the staff as a breeding sow, and would keep giving birth to sows until she expirez.

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    Might dream up more soon.
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    I had another dream. Also on my phone so sorry for all kinds of Mistakes.

    I drempt that i was an executioner who was in charge of killing both men and women in creative ways.

    One of the things i did was take a cow or sow and injected then with somrthing that made them live a little longer after i sliced their bellies opened.

    I pulled out their intestenes and turned them into nooses and hang them by their necks as their arms are tied behind their backs. But as they were being lifted, they gave a fun little dances that dying people give when they are lynched.

    I injected more of the drug so they all lived wothout blood and air, so they were in pure agony and danced a little longer. Anyone that stopped dancing i would use this little wand to shock their genitals and make them dance again.

    Then, i took 7 people (3 men, 3 women, one binary) and gave them the drug before puttong them into this machine that chopped their heads off all at the same time.

    Im sorry to say that i do not remember what the machine look like.

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    A few nights ago, i had a dream that i was with my two best friends. "Jack" and "Diana" is what we will call them here.

    In real life, Jack was a tinkerer. He loved to go into his workshop and build whatever he can. Teying to invent things or at least repair broken items to resell.

    Well, in my dream we were sitting together in their kitchen, trying to order some food, but, sadly, couldn't get anyone to deliver.

    Diana joked that if she should drop dead from starvation, we can eat her.

    Jack asked if she would let him cook her to feed us.

    Diana and i looked at him confused.

    We asked if he was serious?

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    Should i be worried about the dreams i am having, aw well.

    In this dream, i had to execute three women but i could do it however i wanted too.

    All of them were shaven bald all over, one woman was black, one was white, and one was a pretty tan.

    First, the black woman. I was thinking about hanging her at first, but i was worried if thst would be seen as racest.

    So! I drugged her to paralize and used duck tape to turn her into a silver mummy. I made sure that she had been perfectly aware that i was doing this.

    I taped her toes together before wrapping the feet up. Then i bound them together so she couldn't wiggle her toes.

    I did the same thing with her fingers, binding them together, but i folded them to make a fist. I crossed them over her chest and taped them like that.

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    This dream was about 10 young women competing over money by debreasting.

    They were all in high school. One was 18, two were 17, one was 16 and the rest were 15.

    In the dream they were leaning over a breast oven. They lean over the oven, and their perky, meaty tits went through a pair of holds on top. Their nipples were pierced by safey needles that were connected to wires coming up from the bottom of the Oven. This is so that the girls couldn't pull back.

    There was a button on the left side withing their reach, where if they press it, their breasts will slice right off. Otherwise, the blades will cut their breasts off after 20 minites on its own.

    The girls would be paid by how much their breasts weighed (pre cook weight), but ONLY if they win a little game.

    The game? See who can handle the heat the longest. Now, they were given something that would kill the pain from tje blade after a few minites once they slice off. But it doesn't keep them from feeling the heat or the pull of the needles if they tried to stand up.

    The object of the game is simple, whoever lasts the longest without pressing their button, will be paid. If someone lasts the whole 20 minutes, they will earn the total amount of all of their breasts.

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