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    Hi. We're the Abduction and Breeding Agency - AaBA for short. We operate in an undisclosed, for security reasons, location, our building concealed behind a dense forest, although we are within travelling distance of a city. As you could guess from the name, we abduct people and breed them. Let me describe our process in a little more detail.

    First, we select our victims - although we like to call them guests. We very carefully decide who to abduct, they have to meet several criteria before we can take the next step with them. That's why we employ trackers as part of our staff to closely follow each of our potential guests for at least a month before we are sure we want them.

    ## Preparations

    To be abducted, the person must be a teenager, anywhere between 13 and 19. We like to spread the ages of our guests roughly evenly. They have to be both physically and mentally fully healthy, as we do not want to harm those already suffering. They must also not be a prude, although not necessarily a slut. We want them to enjoy their time with us! They shouldn't be especially important or noteworthy, because we don't want to cause a big ruckus when we abduct them. And although we won't reveal the specifics of our location, let me just say that abductions aren't too rare here, so a few teens going missing will not make the news.

    We select our guests in around 20-30 pairs of a girl and a boy. Once we've found a teen that meets the above criteria, they are unknowingly entered into step 2. Their house must have minimal home security for this, as we send the trackers to enter their house while they sleep. The tracker administers drugs to the teen to make sure they stay asleep, and then take a cheek swab so we can analyse their genes. This will be important later. Also of later significance, if the potential guest is male, the tracker makes sure they have a long foreskin - and average dick length, of course. If they pass these assessments as well, they can continue. Otherwise, we ditch them and look for new potential guests.

    During the next couple of months, the now selected guest is unknowingly taken from their bed while they are sleeping every few days, and returned after having undergone a full body laser hair removal session. Here at AaBA, we find body hair gross. The soon-to-be guest may wonder what is happening to them, but we know their personality from tracking them for a month, and we know they won't blab, at least not before we abduct them. And then it will be too late.

    Step 3: the fateful day arrives. We co-ordinate all our guests' treatment, so that they are all hair free (except on the head) in the same week. We do not abduct them all on the same day, as that would certainly raise suspicion even in such a place where people do get abducted, but in the same week is alright, even though there is some suspicion, it quickly goes away. That night, we send our trackers to abduct them from their beds as they have done before, but this time we do not return them. We transport them to our facility, drugging them as usual to make sure they stay asleep. When they arrive it is still night.

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    Sorry, I didn't realise markdown bold text was formatted as spoilers here.
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    Hi, here's a revision.

    # AaBA - the Abduction and Breeding Agency. Teen, non cons, mutilation, piss

    Hi. We're the Abduction and Breeding Agency - AaBA for short. We operate in an undisclosed, for security reasons, location, our building concealed behind a dense forest, although we are within travelling distance of a city. As you could guess from the name, we abduct people and breed them. Let me describe our process in a little more detail.

    First, we select our victims - although we like to call them guests. We very carefully decide who to abduct, they have to meet several criteria before we can take the next step with them. That's why we employ trackers as part of our staff to closely follow each of our potential guests for at least a month before we are sure we want them.

    ## Preparations

    To be abducted, the person must be a teenager, anywhere between 13 and 17. We like to spread the ages of our guests roughly evenly. They have to be both physically and mentally fully healthy, as we do not want to harm those already suffering. They must also not be a prude, although not necessarily a slut. We want them to enjoy their time with us! And for that reason too, they should be bisexual. They shouldn't be especially important or noteworthy, because we don't want to cause a big ruckus when we abduct them. And although we won't reveal the specifics of our location, let me just say that abductions aren't too rare here, so a few teens going missing will not make the news.

    We select our guests in around 20-30 pairs of a girl and a boy. Once we've found a teen that meets the above criteria, they are unknowingly entered into step 2. Their house must have minimal home security for this, as we send the trackers to enter their house while they sleep. The tracker administers drugs to the teen to make sure they stay asleep, and then take a cheek swab so we can analyse their genes. This will be important later. Also of later significance, if the potential guest is male, the tracker makes sure they have a long foreskin - and average dick length, of course. If they pass these assessments as well, they can continue. Otherwise, we ditch them and look for new potential guests.

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    The video opened with two naked girls kneeling in front of the camera. Behind the girls were multiple cameras and two, shiny, guillotines.

    “Hi! I’m Jessica.” Jessica was a 19 year old brunette with brown eyes. She had thick thighs and big boobs, and her nipples were pierced.

    “And I’m Olivia!” Olivia was also 19, and she had semi-blonde hair that traveled past her large tits.

    “Many of you know that I am a sex slut,” Jessica said to the camera. “However, I also fantasize about getting fucked to death and snuffed on camera.”

    “When Jessica proposed we snuff ourselves on camera several months ago, I thought she was crazy. But the more I thought about it, the more I was turned on by the idea of snuffing ourselves while getting fucked.”

    Olivia moved aside to provide a clear view of the guillotine contraption.

    “Behind us are two steel guillotines. Locking ourselves in the lunettes will start a 20 minute countdown, which will be displayed on this monitor for you to watch. At a random time during the countdown the guillotines will activate, and the blades will slice off our heads, ending our lives for good.” Olivia smiled. “We won’t know when the guillotines will activate, making our decapitation as much of a surprise to us as it is to you.”

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    Nice!
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    This was very straightforward LOL
    I think this snuff movie could have at least some simple plot to make it more interesting (like how they plan to do it) or girls could show some more emotions in the beginning how excited they are to be stars in that snuff porn :)

    But it is not bad to have girlfriends like that they are esu to get rid of once you are bored with them LOL
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    Lily and Ella's Bestial Demise

    One day, Lily approached her friend, both 19, with a special request:

    “Ella, I need your help. I’m going to snuff myself, and I need someone to record it for me.”

    “What? I always knew you were a crazy slut. How are you gonna do it?”

    “The farmer down the street bought a new horse a few weeks ago – he keeps it in his barn. Almost every night I’ve been sneaking out to stroke its cock…I need to experience it destroy my pussy.”

    “Fuck that’s so hot. I’m down, let's do it.”

    “Meet me tonight outside of my house.”

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    The Disturbance at Abbott Girls’ Intermediate (loli, incest, snuff, guro)

    1. I am a novice erotica writer and as such am hungry for constructive criticism and feedback on my work. This story has been posted on multiple platforms. Please let me know in the comments or via whatever messaging platform is available what you thought of the story, even if you did not like it at all. The only exception to this call for feedback is that if you wish to criticize this kind of (violent, sexual, underage) content, please rather keep it to yourself. If you do not mind this kind of content or enjoy it, but nonetheless feel this story is subpar, do engage.

    2. This story is only an exercise in catharsis – its content and characters are entirely fictional and do not represent any real-world preferences or desires. If you are easily offended by themes or literary portrayals of parental betrayal, extreme sexual violence, and underage characters engaged in sexual and violent scenes, please do not read any further than this.

    3. As with all my stories, it is dialogue heavy and light on sexual details (which I choose to reserve to the reader's imagination!).

    4. If you enjoyed this story, let me know. That's the only way I know to write more!

    5. "The Disturbance at Abbott Girls' Intermediate" is not a chronological series. The stories all tell different tales about a single event and its aftermath, and can be enjoyed separately or in any order. More entries will only be written and posted if there is an indication that readers want more.

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    Emily Monroe's 15 Minutes of Fame

    Chapter 1

    “Alright, sweetie, see you later,” Wendy Monroe called out to her daughter, Emily, who had just hopped out of the car in front of Abbott Girls’ Intermediate School.

    “Bye, Mommy!” the 9 year old cheerfully called back, before meeting up with her best friend, Eve Thompson. The 3rd graders walked into the main school building together.

    The brown-eyed girl was wearing a purple dress over her pink t-shirt, with black and white tennis shoes. Her short brown hair was tied into pigtails. She had a smile that could light up a room.

    It was the first day of the term, and they were to receive their class assignments in the assembly hall. Principal Amanda O’Reilly gave short remarks on “informed consent” that Emily had heard on TV before, before all the students were divided into their class groups. Emily and Eve were giddy that they were in all the same classes.

    Just before 9 AM, assembly was over and the girls scattered to their classes. Emily and Eve had Mr. John Macy’s reading class first on their schedules, but Eve had to go to the bathroom. “Save me a seat next to you!” Eve said as she dashed away.

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    I’m not really one for parties. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m not antisocial or anything. I don’t mind a nice get-together with the guys. I’ve got a small handful of tight-knit circles I run in, and all that.

    I’m just not that much of a drinker, I’m not fond of crowds, and I really can’t stand loud music. That’s like, three perfect strikes, 100% of the reason college parties are not for me. But the semester was coming to a close and finals were right around the corner. For some reason, I let my extroverted friends talk me into going, “as stress relief.”

    It was a big party, hosted by one of the largest frats on campus. And almost immediately, I got separated from my group. They took to it like fish to water, dissolving into the mass of people. Guys and gals, dolled up in their clubbing outfits, grinding on each other in various stages of intoxication and undress. All the while, whooping, jumping, and twerking, in time to the skull-splittingly loud music.

    I didn’t last fifteen minutes. I greeted a couple of acquaintances when the music was quiet enough to shout over, downed half a beer in hopes it would quell my headache (it didn’t), and eventually resigned myself to stepping outside, onto the front porch of the frat house.

    There was already someone outside, seated on the porch. She was an asian chick, a hint of model student, a hint of goth girl, warding off the cold with a fuzzy pink parka, though her sexy short-shorts and high-cut sheer top certainly didn’t look warm. In the dim light of her phone screen, I could make out the disinterested irritation on her face— the look of the smart girl, carrying a group project, or a standoffish cutie telling off the latest flirt. I half-recognized her from somewhere, maybe a friend of a friend, or something.

    When she turned to me, I thought she was going to tell me to buzz off, but something about me must’ve convinced her otherwise. “Stuffy inside, isn’t it?” she asked.

    “I didn’t realize it was possible to suffocate in more ways than one, but I guess uni’s all about learning new things.”

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    Very sexy. I love enthusiastic consent in any context, but snuff makes it even better.

    I like how you hid the type of world this takes place in until the gallows came out - I was expecting someone who was into snuff as an outlier, rather than just her introversion being abnormal.

    I really enjoy your writing style - I look forward to whatever story you post next!
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    Love the short snappy sentences. I think every time I read your works, I learn new word. "Wry" is not a noise that zombies in Japan make, turns out…
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    >>25513

    You really made my day, I appreciate the kind words! I'll try not to disappoint for next time.

    >>25522

    Heh, I'm glad my guro writing is… unironically educational, lol. Glad you enjoyed it!
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    >>25513
    Agreed! So good

    It was Jake’s birthday, and he had spent the day with his friend-with-benefits, Brooke. Jake had hoped for something more, but it appeared that Brooke was content with his dick. He didn’t mind, since he still had a great time. Now they were back at her house. He was sitting on her bed as she prepared her “special birthday gift” in the bathroom.

    Brooke promptly entered the room, fully naked, as Jake was expecting. However, around her limbs were thin, metallic bands that he didn’t recognize.

    “Looking sexy. What are those?”
    “Snuff cuffs” Brooke replied, smiling.
    “Wait, real snuff cuffs? How’d you…?
    Brooke laughed at Jake’s shocked expression. “I saw your search history, idiot. So, I thought I’d become your own flesh light! A way to show my appreciation for you these last few months.”
    “So they’re legitimate? They’ll actually cut off..”
    “Yes! First my hands, then arms, feet, legs, and finally my head.” She gently ran her fingers across her neck. “Best part is they’ll remain secure after activation to control blood loss. Here, test it out” Brooke handed him the remote and he pressed the button. She winced as her left hand detached.
    “Does it hurt?”
    Brooke laughed again “I’ve taken enough painkillers to knock me out in an hour, so it’s more of a dull throbbing. Come on baby, fuck me. I can’t wait to be your cocksleeve.


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    What a good friend
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    Nice!

    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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    Cute!!!

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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
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    >>25342
    Guns are blatantly unfun because they kill instantly? You're aiming very, very wrong.

    What about impalement? It's quite fun, isn't it?

    Love this writeup!
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    No sweat - No sweet (casual, incest, con, no deaths)

    - "Aaallright! Everyone, are you ready?"

    - "A-a-are you sure you want us to do this..?" - Felix's silly older sister, Gina said

    - "Of course! You promised me to get more sexy, you need someone to check that happens"

    - "I hate you! I am an innocent princess, you're supposed to look after me, not make me do these disgusting… poses" - Hannah, The youngest sister proclaimed all while standing in an uncomfortable-looking bridge pose

    - "Look, if you really wanted to stay out of this, you wouldn't agree to our bet… …Ughh… Just do as I say, I promise I won't do anything sexual"

    - "No fuck today?? What a downer…" - Gina said laying on her belly, ass slightly up - "So what's your 'special' sexy training if not more sex?"

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    >>25464
    Initially I wanted her to cum from the thought of being a low wage worker, but it turned into your simple guro story with torture and all. I'll try Burger King next, maybe that'll work out

    >>25465
    Guns… They are just too quick, no? Like historically death and wounds were torturous, and then we went like: let me do all that but at light speeds. Actual question: why did humanity do this? It's a mistake and US should definitely ban guns, if not all world, giving priority to more humane deaths like hanging, crucifying or any mentioned above

    Impalement is a silly one. When thinking about it, it doesn't sound all that cool, but in reality for some reason it turns out to be one of the most captivating methods. My favorites are definitely the spike traps, like the one in happy tree friends, when flippy caught someone and blew up and impaling in through vagina in the mouth, it got that feeling of completion. I also remember that one story from I think Sam O'Nella, when a man got shot an iron rod in his eye and through the brain!

    Thanks to everyone for all the replies!
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    >>25470
    Well, that was something unusual alright, although I'm not sure what it was, as I had trouble following what exactly was going on…
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    >>25470
    This was quite weird as her attitude was changing for no reason. So yeah, looks good but a bit hard to follow. It would need some better reasoning.


    but funny coincidence that I was planning to post my own story about breaking arms and legs about the same time

    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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    Discussing, at least put some tags before people see this horrible thing
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    >>25452
    Unfortunately GC does not allow to edit posts, but at least there is image.

    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!
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    Link is dead :(
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    https://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/wholestory.php?storyid=2710 if that doesn't work either story name is school fundraiser by le chat
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    Not trine and Christina but there is a story called club x
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    I remember this one from several years ago, mid-to-late 2010s. OP has the title a bit wrong though, it was called "Luna Park X" and it *wasn't* the one with the twins. If memory serves Brett had a girlfriend in that one who accidentally kills another girl during a hang game (her head gets smashed somehow?), so he decides to let her dangle as punishment. Does this sound familiar to anyone?

    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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    Finally, a proper Halloween story, and just in time for Christmas too
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    Wunderbar, fortsetzen bitte.
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    Well nice story but:
    12 old is probably not a preteen LOL

    and I am surprised that you didn't fill her belly with candy and let her go.
    She really deserved it. :)
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    >>25400

    12 (twelve) does count as preteen (ie. "younger than being a teen") because it's younger than 13 (thirTEEN)
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    >>25401
    Oh that's good point I always assumed that preteen is below 10 for some reason.

    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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    can you please put spaces between your paragraphs
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    I've enjoyed what you've written here so far - and having more available girls really allows you to kill them a bit more indiscriminately, so I think it allows for a much better balance for you than constantly healing the girls being mutilated.

    Also, I agree that extra spaces between paragraphs would make the reading experience much more enjoyable, and easier to read (the spacing you have between chapters should be used to separate smaller chunks into visually distinguishable paragraphs, possibly with an additional separator between chapters)

    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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    Oh, I love this one but I also have a special spot for werewolves hunting down sexy prey and doing terrible things to them. Thank you!
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    >>23367
    loved it. It was so perfect. Good tagging good writing, hot af. I like the "bimbo police" victim, awesome begging for the rape…
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    >>25329
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