Anna and Katrina were two close friends with a slutty side. It was Halloween night, and they were going to a party at their friend Tyler’s house. The girls had told their parents that they’d be back by 11, but they had no intention of returning home.

The party was full of girls in scanty costumes and horny guys with wandering eyes, so it was easy to blend in. Anna and Katrina were dressed up as slutty bunnies. Their costume included (all white) skin-tight bodysuits, semi-transparent thigh-highs, bunny ears, and a pair of heels. Their costume received lots of attention – cat calls and several times they even had their exposed buttcheeks slapped or groped. On any other occasion, they would already be upstairs getting the lights fucked out of them, but tonight the girls kept their eyes on the prize: Tyler. As the party winded down, Anna and Katrina snuck upstairs.

Tyler said goodbye to his last guests and cleaned up the house before heading to bed. When he entered his bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of Anna and Katrina passionately making out on his bed. They had stripped off their body suits, leaving on just their thigh-highs and two pairs of bunny ears. Bunny tail butt plugs were up both their asses, and the two girls had snuff collars tight around their necks.

Tyler feasted his eyes on their gorgeous bodies as he watched the show in front of him. Katrina slipped her fingers into Anna’s slit as they kissed. Soon, she was eating out her pussy. Anna rocked her hips on her face before beckoning Tyler to come over.

“We’re supposed to be snuff bunnies, but we need some help finishing the costume… can you give us a hand?” Anna moved her hair to expose the deadly collar.


“Well snuff bunnies, if that’s how you want your night to end, I can make that happen”


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Some of you might know me as JadenV2. I've always lurked on these threads, wrote some stories in my notepad, but never got to share them. I think it's finally time to post something

Hope this board is as welcoming as I remember it to be

This is a story written with a help of an AI. Enjoy.

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He looked at his girlfriend with a mix of desire and determination in his eyes. "I want to insert my cock into your beating heart and experience how good it feels as it beats around it." he said softly, almost reverently. She stared back at him, her face a mixture of shock and horror.

"What?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "But then I'll die! You… you want to kill me? To take my life just so you can feel pleasure from it?"

He nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes," he replied, the words coming out in a low growl. "I've always wanted to experience this. The feeling of your heart beating around my cock… I know it sounds twisted and wrong, but I really need to do this."

She tried to pull away from him, her eyes wide with fear. "No," she said, her voice shaking. "Please don't do this. Don't take my life just to feel good for a few seconds!"

He held onto her tightly, not letting her escape his grasp. "It will be worth it," he insisted, his breath coming in short gasps. "Your death will give me the ultimate pleasure I have dreamed so long for."


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I found a nice picture which style I find pretty attractive so I made quick story for it.
I wonder if anyone will like it.


"To–om! what are you doing?" Mom's voice boomed from behind his shoulder, as 10 year old boy was sitting at his desk, in front of the pile of textbooks and a blank piece of paper that was supposed to be his homework, chewing his pen thoughtfully. He jolted upright so fast that his chair almost tipped over. "Nothing," he said quickly, trying to cover up the small but hard penis poking out of his shorts.

"You know very well that you promised to do your homework not 'Nothing'," she continued to scold him while observing how her son's face turned red and he unsuccessfully tried to stuff his member back into his briefs. We agreed that you are not touching that thing until all your work is done."

"I-I'm sorry, mom," Tom stuttered, feeling embarrassed for getting caught again. But it wasn't like he could help it when his hormones were raging through his body like wildfire. His cock had been aching all day, begging for attention, and every time he tried to focus on his studies, his dick would betray him by growing harder and demanding release.

"OK , I just came to tell that dinner is ready. Come down and eat it before it gets cold," she sighed, disappointment evident in her tone. She knew her little boy was going through puberty, but this constant struggle between studying and masturbation was becoming frustrating for both of them.

Tom gathered his books and papers, trying to hide his erection with them as best as possible, and followed his mom downstairs, promising himself never to touch his dick again

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Anything goes as long as it involves females snuffing or killing lolis

Feel free to contribute.

It was a day like Amy other for the 9 year old Lyn.

She had a nasty habit of sending unsolicited nudes to teachers she didn't like, teachers who would call her out for disrupting class, teachers who wanted her to stop bullying other kids.

She'd then make up a sob story that the media ate up and ruin the teachers lives, leading to many mob lynchings of them or suicides.

A new teacher was her latest target, her reasoning for hating him…she didn't like gingers.

That evening when he came to his wife crying over receiving the nudes she hatched a scheme. She'd stalk Lyn. Soon she found her walking home with a swagger like she didn't care about the lives she's ruined.

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Hello,

I'm trying to find a non-Splyf Trine and Christina story about a trip to a local theme park called Park x. I haven't been able to locate it anywhere but figured someone on the forum may know where I can find it. Thanks!

Anything involving lolis getting killed and potentially fucked by males

Feel free to contribute

Attempted blackmail, straight loli, strangulation, death, necrophilia (is it Necrophilia if they're alive when you start?)

It was a surprise for the babysitter, the usually meek 9 year old girl brown haired blue eyed Lily, confronted him with a positive pregnancy test…

"You're in for it now Mr Phile! I'm going to tell Mommy!" She stated with a strange boldness. "Unless you buy me…" Soon she found out the cost of her bold attempt at blackmail.

The Baby Sitter, full name "Pedo Phile" grabbed her around her neck in a blinding mix of desperation and rage, his thumbs crushed her throat as he rammed his cock. The cock broke through her undies and deep into her.

He pumped hard and rough as her toes spread out, she tried grasping at the arms of her attacker but that didn't do any good. Her barefeet slapped the carpet helplessly.

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I heard the doorbell echo through the house, I got up as fast as I could and answered the door.
There stood 2 girls, no older than 12, the one on the left wore a witch costume, the right clearly did not actually care about holiday tradition.
"Trick or treat!" The girls said in unison, holding out there barely filled buckets of terribly overpriced mediocre candy.
"Trick, no treats for either of you."
The one who actually bothered to put on a costume gave me a questioning look which made me reconsider.
"Okay sorry, you get a treat cause you actually wore a costume."
I grab a handful of candy and drop it into her bucket, turning to her less that festive friend.
"You on the other hand, why would someone not wearing a costume get any sort of treat?" I ask rhetorically, her preteen brain not understanding what a rhetorical question is, she attempts to stammer an answer.
I look to the witch "you can keep Trick or treating, but your friend is gonna need to stay and learn about holiday tradition."
The girl nodded, only caring that her candy bucket had been filled. Making her way to the next house without a care in the world.

"You're coming with me!" I grab the less dressed girl and pull her inside, locking the door behind us.
She gives me a nervous look "what are you doing?" She seemed unsure of what to even ask, knowing she was in more trouble than she ever would have imagined.

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Chapter 0 - prologue
I work as the head administrator of an all girls boarding school, more specifically, a boarding school for troubled youth. I'm in charge of the curriculum, disciplinary matters, and etc. All students have their own rooms, each room can house up to 4 students. Most students stay at the school until they reach the age of 18, though some get to return home before that point depending on why theyve been placed here in the first place. In order to be placed in this facility, the student has to be a minimum of 12 years old, no exceptions.


Chapter 1
A campus wide alarm blared through an otherwise quiet morning, signaling to everyone, students, staff, along with myself that it was time to get ready for another day. I got out of bed and began quickly preparing to start the day. By the time I'd finished getting ready, it was 6:40am. Classes started at 7 so I still had some time on my hands, but with nothing left to do I left my room, walking out into my office. I locked the door to my living quarters and turned on the lights, sitting at my desk and filing paperwork, checking emails, and what have you, just passing time until classes began.
Time passed quickly, the high pitched "ding" of the bell signaling the start of classes for the day.
Classes go from 7am - 3pm, once 3pm hits, students are sent back to their dorms. The dorms lie across campus, three separate buildings all with the same purpose, housing all of our thousand students. The staff that do live on campus reside in the smallest of the three.
My office is adjacent to attendance, glass windows giving me a view of Sheila, my assistant. She sat typing away at her desktop, which was located in the corner of the L shaped desk/counter.
I get up from my desk and exit my office, walking over to where Sheila sat. Moving behind the large desk and pulling up a chair next to her, sitting next to her.
"Y'know, we probably have a half hour or so before any students start coming in. Would you mind?"
Sheila turned around in her seat to face me, my belt already undone, all 13 inches of my morning wood standing at attention.
"Oh.." she gives me a polite smile "no, not at all. It's what you pay me for, isn't it?"

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Be warned, this is a fairly brutal monster rape/hard vore story. If you read it and you don't like that stuff, you have my condolences.

Just to be absolutely clear what this is: A werewolf rapes and eats a drunken party girl while saying mean things to her. That's it. If that doesn't sound fun, avoid this story!

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfTgzIGG8e8]Ride! Ride! Ride, werewolves on wheels![/url]

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Werewolf on Wheels

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Kathleen Sandusky ran her fingers through her freshly-cut hair. It had been ages since she’d had it this short, not since she’d left the police force five years ago, and it felt great to look ship-shape in uniform again.

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When I got to his bungalow, the dogs were yelping in the weeds and I could hear him shouting inside. The front door hung open and broken furniture lay strewn across the gravel driveway where his truck was parked.

The next thing to be thrown out the door was a young woman in a nightgown. She fell hard in the grass at the foot of the steps, crumpled into a shuddering ball and did not rise.

A shirtless man followed her out, towing a naked, beaten girl by a chain around her neck. The emaciated teenager blinked and turned her face away from the sun, shrinking beside the man. She was the size of a much younger child, short and narrow, shrew-like, with a small jaw and big eyes. Her hair was thin and patchy but her face was still pretty, not sunken from starving.

The man swaggered down the steps and pulled the naked captive after him as the young woman in the grass struggled onto her hands and knees, rasping for breath like she had been strangled. She collapsed again in a fit of coughing and the man kicked her in the ribs as he passed, prompting her to curl back into a ball.

I smoothed my short pencil skirt, adjusted my blazer, and cleared my throat, hugging the clipboard to my chest. "Sir…" I cleared my throat again. "Mr. Haggerty."

He flashed me a handsome smile, like he was going to flirt with me in a bar, and the blood in my veins froze like ice water. He pulled the chain so the tiny girl was drawn up onto her tiptoes, scrabbling for footing in the shadow of his massive body. He threw the chain over a tree branch, tied it off, and left her struggling to avoid hanging herself as he walked over to me. The girl twisted her arms around and I saw that her wrists were handcuffed behind her, with deep grooves and welts suggesting she had been cuffed like that for most of her life.

The woman in the grass tried to speak but she could only gurgle, clutching her throat. She looked up at me and pointed back the way I had come. I looked but saw nothing of note.

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I've searched high and low but can't find it anywhere, so I figured I may as well try here. It was a story I remember finding on the old dolcett x21 main site many years ago. It was about a dad who is initially reluctant to use his daughter for meat, but she eventually convinces him, and she gets used by her brother too. The specific detail I remember is that she gets her hands and feet cut off first. Any ideas?

Has anybody among us write interactive guro stories using programs like twine?

Hi everyone. This is my first time posting here. I'll be keeping the individual chapters short. I wont be focusing on too much on the initial chapters because i want to get to the good parts fast. Ignore any grammatical mistakes. Thank you

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Three boys, Terry, Billy, and Matt, were already drunk by early evening. They had been friends since childhood, and tonight, they felt invincible. Terry was the leader of the group. He was tall, with piercing blue eyes and a slicked-back hairstyle that screamed "bad boy." Billy, with his shaggy hair and lanky frame, was often overlooked, but he was the one with the sharpest tongue. And then there was Matt, the quiet one with a small scar on his cheek. He preferred to stay in the background but couldn't help but be drawn into their schemes.

As they sat in the dimly lit corner of a local bar, they began to discuss their latest obsession: Amy, the new girl in school who had caught their attention.

Amy was 16-years-old girl with a captivating aura that seemed to draw people towards her. Her hair was a rich chestnut brown, styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back. She had a heart-shaped face, framed by a pair of thick-rimmed glasses that made her already bright blue eyes seem even more vibrant.

Amy was slender, with long legs that seemed to go on for miles. However, her most notable feature was her 32B plump tits, which were often the subject of Terry, Billy, and Matt's conversations. She was a girl who seemed to have it all – intelligence, beauty, and a fierce independence that was both alluring and intimidating.

As they watched her, the boys couldn't help but marvel at her every move. Amy was the girl they'd been waiting for, and they were determined to make her theirs.

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This is my first time writing fiction since I was in primary school, and my first time posting a story to gurochan. This is in response to a request in the Eager to be Killed RP thread.

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I had given them the option of taking their own lives, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to watch as my nieces and their mother took care of removing any possibilities of someone contesting my claim to the throne. The court wizard really outdid herself with the enchantments which not only let me see into the room, but also hear everything going on in there as if I were in their midst. I can clearly hear both the slurping of Hanna and Sara in their passionate 69ing, as well as Isabella’s gentle words of comfort for her youngest, Emilia – such a beauty even at the young age of 14. Much like my own daughter, who I had between my legs and servicing my member.

“Everything will be alright, Emilia. Soon we’ll all be fucking your daddy again in heaven.”

“Oh, shut up, you whore,” Sara lifts her head from her older sister’s snatch to retort. “Why don’t you two have a drink; we all know you won’t have the stomach for this otherwise”

Of course, I didn’t just leave them in there to starve to death. Quite to the contrary! There were plenty of “toy’s” for them to use on themselves and each other. There were daggers of various sizes, whips, straps, nooses, even a few enchanted dildos, and – my favorite addition – some Rose-Fire’s Kiss.

Rose-Fire’s Kiss is quite the fantastic concoction, and one with which I have lots of experience. I’ve never drunk it, of course – anyone who does dies within a couple of hours – but it is widely used among those in the court on courtesans to really spice things up, and of course the fact that it prevents any by-blow children is just a side benefit. Where the poison truly shines, is in what it does to a woman’s body. First, it goes down like a fine brandy, and settles like a flame within the stomach. From there, it inflames the woman’s lusts, removes any mental barriers, and makes all pain pleasurable – and all pleasure painful. And the heat their pussy gives off! It truly must be felt to be believed.

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