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    No.23917 [Report] AS
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    Well, this is a short story I wrote a couple of days ago. Its inspired by a story Mobius posted in Dolcettish.

    If there is any interest, I might post other I wrote this past few months, so if you like it let me know.

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    The moment I woke up my head started hurting. Despite the pain, though, I managed to open my eyes, but the only thing I saw was a blindingly bright white all around me.

    Confused, I closed them again and waited as everything around me seemed to be spinning. I was cold too, and my mouth felt dry and sore.

    A moment later, I managed to open my eyes once again and I looked around. Though still blurry, I could see the room around me was covered in white tiles, and above me, a row of fluorescent lights shone brightly.

    It took me a few moments to realize I was hanging upside down, but once I did, I felt a kick of adrenaline that managed to wake me up.

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    No.23927 [Report]
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    Eficient is alive! Was beggining to wonder… Great story as always!

    Any progress on setting up a new story archive of your own somewhere?
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    No.23959 [Report]
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    awsome story, cant wait for more
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    No.23960 [Report]
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    I suppose Volunteer should be put in quotes here :)

    Sice story is written in the first person I suppose I am supposed to refer to "you" as main character there :)
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    >>23927
    Well, I just found out ASSTR is back online, I could upload everything again, haven't done it yet…

    >>23959
    Thanks man

    >>23960
    Definitely in quotes… but no, I don't write putting myself in their place (the victim, lets say), I write from their perspective because I think its a more interesting POV
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    No.19250 [Report] AS
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    Guro Story of the Year 2019
    Nominations

    As a frequent reader and big fan of the very talented writers here, it pains me a bit that guro literature will, due to its nature, never get any artistic recognition, the way other art does.

    I propose that we do a Guro Story of the Year for 2019. We can use this thread to have everyone nominate their favorite story that was submitted on this site in 2019. One per person, I trust this community to keep it somewhat fair, there is no way to check. After, lets say, a snuffline ^^ of two weeks , so 11th of Januari, we put up the nominated stories in a new thread, and everyone can vote for a winner.
    (I'm not really sure about the logistics, if they will work out, feel free to suggest things.)

    I think this is a great way to give a nice gesture of thanks and some recognition to the talent on this site, and to bring the community together.
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    >>19582
    Same for me, can't access the poll
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    No.19819 [Report]
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    Where are we with this at the moment? :-)
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    No.19962 [Report]
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    I'd like to be able to vote, but the poll seems to be dead, and not in a good way!
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    No.19965 [Report]
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    Maybe we can have a new thread where all the nominated stories are posted?
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    No.23297 [Report] AS
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    I've got more if there's interest. Also taking requests - no underage, no scat.

    Coed's Mistake

    “That concludes today’s class. I’ll see you all next week.”

    Mr. Cherny glanced around his class as they dutifully gathered their textbooks and prepared to leave. His eyes locked on one particular student, who was looking at him almost challengingly.

    “Jessica?” he said in a cool tone, his eyebrows lifting. “Was there something?”

    “Nope, professor,” she responded, her voice perky and half-insolent as always as she got to her feet. “Nothing at all.”

    She hefted her bookbag and began walking towards the door, her perilously long heels clacking against the floor.

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    No.23967 [Report]
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    I love when teasing goes too far. This was a lovely and hot piece, thank you.
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    No.23969 [Report]
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    Hit all my buttons for degradation and violence, so more like that is always lovely
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    No.17035 [Report] AS
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    This was based off a personal fantasy/daydream of mine. I'll unfortunately never get to live it out, so, I wrote it down. (If, though, you're in NY and want to RP, perhaps . . .)

    It was the final challenge of the evening. De(feet), the 18+ foot-themed gameshow, was clocking in 3 million viewers at 9PM, a studio record. With only thirty minutes on the clock, the host was cool and collected, knowing the next challenge, always something that the (by then) intoxicated crowd loved.

    "Alright," the Host said to the crowd into his microphone, "I need one person from the crowd for our finale. Let's take . . . you," he said, pointing to the back of the crowd. A young man had the spotlight shining on him, and he grew nervous under it's heat.

    "Uh . . . no thank you," he said, the shyness in his voice becoming apparent. The crowd was having none of it; they started chanting and cheering, and the young man gave into pressure. He rose from his seat and started towards the stage.

    "Excellent! Knew you could do it," the host said. "Have a seat right here, front and center."

    "Alright," the man said, and sat down, looking around nervously and smiling.

    "What's your name?"

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    No.17511 [Report]
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    Like this story a lot. Have you written anything else?
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    >>17511

    No. But I do take requests.
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    >>17496
    Never got it…
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    >>17917

    Sending again to noya2929 at gmail . . .
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    No.23961 [Report]
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    I wrote this some time ago and it still gets me going. Whew
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    No.23956 [Report] AS
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    Translated from Thai version originally written by Blau Kätzchen with slight variations of the scenes and additional details of characters. Here -> https://www.pixiv.net/novel/series/1493430 Please support Blau if you like this story. I always eager to read more from Blau, so I decided to translate to get more people to read it.

    Let's get to it.
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    Pt.1 - Awakening
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    "Ugggh.!" "What happened, where is this?"

    I pondered looking around my bed enveloped by curtains on all sides. My heart racing, breath quickening, filled up with an irritating sensation I felt I needed to release. I had an urge to smash something while I was lost at where I was.

    Looking down on my own hands, what was this? They're all shining black, with long fangs, scales all over my body and limbs, what happened? This weird feeling, was it a tail?

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    Pt.2 - Stepping Out
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    After I had vented all my anger in violence, I was filled with bloodthirst, the 4 female human corpses around emanating intense iron smell, it felt refreshing. I then kicked down the bulletproof glass door, followed by another thick steel door. It was so light in my feet, the power surging through me was unreal.

    I walked into the main hallway, a squad of female armored troopers ran into my view and started firing their rifles. Hail of bullets didn't do anything to me, it was just nudges on my scales.

    I jumped into the closest female soldier in front before I ripped one of her arms out and skewered her chest with her very own arm, she coughed blood and dropped like a rock.

    I turned back and flung my fangs at the next soldier on the left in her chest. Her composite chest armor plate shattered, the fangs dug through her chest, abs and navel down to her spine. A pair of huge silicone implants fell out of her huge breasts while her whole digestive system also plopped out, then lastly her womb came out and flung off to the cold hard floor. I focused on her uterus for a moment, and there were tiny 2-month- old fetuses inside. I realized how cruel this armed force is, they sent pregnant women out on the frontline, she had just started reproduction, and there it was all over the cold hard metal floor, out of maternal protection.

    Turning toward another female trooper changing her magazine. I jumped into a flying kick intended to just knock her down, the monstrous enormous force that my feet carried just sunk through the armor into her strong muscular abs, sending all the energy into her torso so quick that her armor and lower torso exploded like a bursted balloon. Blood splattered into her squad-mate, her guts, liver, kidney and her uterus exploded out in a gory shower, her uterus hit the wall hard and broke like an egg, its rupturing sent thick semen painted to the wall. She must have just had some huge internal cumshot from some men right before the alarm sounded, my extreme see-through vision saw her eggs getting fertilized right after it left the ovum, sadly that this new life won’t be surviving to life.

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    Pt.3 - Mecha Fight
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    The blaring alarm kept echoing through the hallway while I traversed through, in hope of finding a way out or even better, more pregnant human females. It had been a while that I hadn't encountered anyone. While I was puzzled, a large steel partition slid down from the ceiling, blocked off the long hallway. I turned around to find another partition closing, boxed me from continuing.

    “Now!!!” Female voice shouted.

    Emerging from vents of the high hallway ceiling down the ropes are female troopers in heavy armors, they looked better armored and armed than the previous squad I wiped out. One of them fired a rocket down at my shoulder while she was rappelling down. The rocket knocked me to the floor, it left a very small crack on my thick shoulder scales, it didn’t do any more damage than that. While I tried to stand up, the troopers managed to pin me face down on the floor with 4 lines of nanocomposite cables that shot out of their special tools, they quickly anchored me to the ground tight.

    “Ha! This is it!?” One of them said and proceeded to hit me in the neck with her rifle’s buttstock. I didn’t feel a thing and stayed still. “Shi..” She was embarrassed that it didn’t inflict any pain on me. Her squad-mates were giggling and held back laughter at her unsuccessful bullying.

    The partition that closed down in front of me slowly went back into the ceiling revealing a 2.5 meter tall humanoid robot walking into my view. The robot's torso was a rectangular metal cage with a clear glass cockpit, it had canons and miniguns on its arms, the legs and feet were huge, it stopped a few meters from me and kneeled down. The cockpit opened up, while a female form in tight black bodysuit covered with white un-buttoned long-sleeved jacket. The jacket was full of decorations of various medals and bars presumably obtained from her long mechanized robot career. It was until she walked up to me that I noticed her gigantic belly suspended in a perfect sphere in her tight matte bodysuit.

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    No.23918 [Report] AS
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    Here are some excerpts from an academic book otherwise covered in another thread
    >>23785
    Edible People by Christian Siefkes.

    I'm posting this chapter separately since I think it might be interesting to some here who don't read the other thread, since it's quite similar to the "somebody gets killed and eaten for the benefit of the rich" stories that can be found here. Except that it really happened. We don't get so much of gory details, but I think it's in interesting glimpse into a not-so-remote past.

    It's also a bit of a crime mystery, as some of the details are disputed. Nevertheless, that Jameson paid for a slave girl who was then killed and butchered before his eyes and subsequently eaten, is admitted even by himself.

    CHAPTER 9, THE JAMESON AFFAIR

    … James Jameson, a wealthy Scot from the family of whiskey producers with the same name, had been one of the Europeans who accompanied Henry Morton Stanley during his last expedition through Africa and who had effectively been abandoned by Stanley in the eastern Congo basin to form part of his “rear guard.”3 During that time, Jameson had—whether wittingly or not—paid for a young enslaved girl who was then handed over to cannibals for consumption, while he witnessed everything and made drawings of the proceedings. Accusations that he had deliberately arranged the deadly episode sent shock waves through the British and American press in 1890….

    Section: The Evidence

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    No.23865 [Report] AS
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    Hi, author of car fight here. It's been a while… I once used the name 1D-Glasses, but decided to go with my Pixiv name since I use that more actively. I posted a couple of my stories on there as novels: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/5496073
    More will hopefully follow (perhaps with illustrations).
    Anyway, feedback is welcome.


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    Rebecca and Ryan were holding hands, trudging through the darkness of the cave by touch alone. Ryan had insisted that they forego artificial light; besides, he had the route memorized, so she need only follow him. Rebecca wasn’t so sure. It felt to her like they’d spent half an hour marching blindly by now, though it could just as well have been five minutes—five minutes too many spent in pitch darkness, as far as Rebecca was concerned.

    “I see a light!” cried Rebecca, her voice echoing through the cave. She squinted. “What is that? I don’t think it’s sunlight.”

    “You’ll see,” Ryan responded cryptically.


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    Now where'd the other boob float off to?
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    Great work as usual! I've been watching your stuff here and on pixiv, and I'm the person who added an extra bit to your Budget Travel story if you saw that post.

    And if you did, it probably tracks that my favorite part of this modular stuff involves their hearts. But either way, there are a lot of fun ideas to be had with modular stuff and I'm excited to see you work with it more!
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    This is a very sexy story and they come with visual aids! I like how Rebecca is not just some brainless slut and instead she's interested in a noble prize, but that does seem a bit out of character from her apparent age. Maybe if she wanted to win a local science faire instead of a noble prize with her pussy perpetual motion machine concept?

    I'm honestly not overly fond of guro except as it applies to pussy and breasts but I'm very much looking forward to a continuation of this story.

    The scene of Ryan throwing his cock at her was hilarious.
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    >>23891
    the Nobel Prize comment was intended as a jest, to highlight the physical absurdity of detached body parts, which, if taken to their logical conclusion, would require revolutionary new physics to explain. Not necessarily to suggest that the Nobel Prize in particular was something Rebecca aspired to.

    Although you're right that there might be some added context to help explain why she would fantasize about contraptions that function using detach-o-mancery.
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    I love this. Hope you get a chance and continue it at some point!
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    No.22919 [Report] AS
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    This thread will be for any of my stories that are shorter than 500 words.

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    Killing Cassandra

    shooting, teen, f-self, piss

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    Dustin awoke to the slamming of a door. A beam of sunlight shone through a hole over his head, piercing an otherwise black room. What the hell?

    He stretched out his arms and bumped into something; a gun, his Glock 17.

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    Submachine Bath

    shooting, tween, f-self

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    Sophia watched from her window as the minivan stopped across the street. She looked at the clock; it showed up at six in the evening, just as it was the last four nights. Did her parents notice this? What about her sister?

    She shrugged and gathered clothes. She’d ask about it at dinner.

    Sophia ran into the hall and hung her head over the stairs, “I’m going to be in the tub!”

    “Alright!” Mom yelled.

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    Daddy-Daughter Time

    slashing, tween, Mg, oral, necro

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    Kayla stripped out of her skirt and crop top. Jet-black hair hung over her shoulders, down to her hips. Cory smiled as his ten-year-old girl climbed on the bed.

    “So, is Mom gone yet?”

    “Yeah,” he chuckled, “kinda brave of you to strip in here before asking.”

    “Well, I am really horny. You know how I hate being not-naked when I’m horny.”

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    Hard Candy

    shooting, gore, loli, Mg, oral

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    Alex crouched as a grey Honda parked next to the bush he was hiding behind. A woman climbed out, leaving an eight-year-old girl in the passenger seat.

    “Can I come in?”

    “No, I’ll be right back.”

    “Can you get me some candy?”

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    Leslita Intrusion

    shooting, gore, tween, gg, oral, piss

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    It was three in the morning, and some stupid kids were playing outside; laughing their high-pitched laughter. Kids were so fucking annoying, Adam considered himself lucky to not have any. How could anyone want to put up with that constantly for eighteen years?

    Something was off. How could there be kids playing outside? His house was at the end of a dirt road, surrounded by trees and a picket fence. Could his mind have been playing tricks, or did some stupid kids really decide to fuck around on his property? Adam turned over, pulling the blanket over his shoulders, keeping one ear pointed at the window.

    A chorus of laughs filled the room. Adam sat up, his eyes bulging. The laugh came from the hallway. He stared at his open doorway until the shadows seemed to reach into his room. The laughter came again. It sounded like a couple of girls, giggling. Chills crept down his spine as one of them moaned.

    Adam grabbed his shotgun and a couple of shells and crept down the hall and descended the stairs. A light came from the laundry room. He crept towards the light, shotgun raised.

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    =Test Dummy=

    nosex, loli, gore, burning

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    An entire lifetime passed since that day Allie and Gabi were grabbed from their afternoon shopping spree at Walmart. The big mountain man’s shadow fell over them as they were figuring out what chips they wanted. His giant hands fell over their mouths before they could scream, their baskets of toys and clothes tumbling to the ground.

    “Scream and I’ll blow your brains out,” he growled while waving a gun in their faces.

    Allie believed a grownup, someone working at the store or even a cop, would see him. The store seemed like a ghost town as he forced them to one of the side exits. An older woman passed them by. Allie wanted to scream more than anything if not for the gun poking her ass. The woman waved and Allie could do nothing but grin back as she turned down another aisle. A minute later, she and Gabi were in the back of a van surrounded by three armed men. They were taken to a dusty house in the middle of nowhere and tossed into a basement.

    Angelina, her big sister, told her about this when they were watching a true crime show. She called them sex traffickers, said they kidnapped women and sold them. The women become sex slaves, raped by lonely perverts until the buyers no longer found them attractive. Allie couldn’t imagine why they’d want her over a grown woman. Gabi already started growing breasts, she could somewhat understand why they’d want her. Guys liked boobs, Angelina said. Allie’s boobs hadn’t come in yet.

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    No.23898 [Report] AS
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    This is not a story, so if its not permitted, please delete the post.

    But, having said that, I am drafting a new (short) story, and I started wondering what point of view most people prefer.

    First person from the victim, the killer? Third person? Other?

    I usually go for first person from the point of view of the victim but I have been witting a lot of short stories lately, and most have been third person. What do you think is best?
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    I'll bite! For short, sex stories, I prefer 3rd person. It feels easier and quicker to understand the motivations and thoughts of the characters if a 3rd person narrator explains it to the reader which allows me to focus more on the sexy bits.

    If this was a novel, then 1st person protagonist is my favorite POV. Having the protag slowly figure out the antagonist's (tragic) back story and potentially identifying with them is great.
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    Depends on the information that's more important to your idea, I guess? I'd give some thought to omniscient vs. limited too.
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    For me it does not matter that much any view is good but from logical perspective if you take it from perspective of victim story should end when victim dies :) and also if you are choosing not 3rd person view you are sort of limited to what those characters see and feel rather than being able to talks about everyone
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    Weekends are great to sleep in. Sleeping in is the best. No feeling so divine as your conciousness floating between waking and sleeping, and in those brief moment you do wake, just turning around and sleeping some more. Today? No such luck for me.

    "m …."
    "m… er"
    "myaster"
    "myaaaster"

    Ugh. So sleepy. Bed warm. Wake up? Don't want.
    I turn to lie on my back, when I feel something heavy jump on my chest, taking most of my breath.

    "MYASTER!"

    My eyes fly open and I see Nala, my cat leaning on my chest with her front paws. Fucking cat jumped right on top of me. I look at the alarm clock: 7.30. Jeeeez.

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    Interesting, I just wonder why you made it so ambiguous as it was left unclear if it was consensual or not if not relying on story tags
    Either wasy pretty nice as one shot short story.
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    >>23890
    What the hell you are talking about, she practically begged for it.

    Ah, wait, this is Onix, he would read the story literally say "brightest white" and then ask "why so black though", nevermind him.
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    >>23893
    I have admit that you are right this time too, probably I was way too busy imagining what is going in the story that I somehow missed that line in the text. probably because it was written in UWU language so I did not understand its meaning that well :)
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    Be warned, this is my first story and English is not my native language.

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    Most relationships are quite normal. I mean, sure, people have their fetishes and interests but let's be honest, for a majority of couples the occasional anal sex is already considered to be quite an endeavor.

    I was so lucky to find a woman which not only met my level of perversion but even exceeded it.

    Just a few months after we met she confessed that she has sexual interests I would most likely find repulsive or downright sick.

    She was 23 back then, with blonde hair that nearly reached down to her hips, with a fit body and small but firm breasts. A petite, young girl like you see them every day on the street, with not a hint of the dark things hidden in her mind.

    When we moved together it felt like the beginning of a new life for me - my parents died when I was just 19, leaving me a company and our house to take care of. Needless to say, money was never a problem but the huge house felt empty and depressing.

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    Very nice start to a first story! I can scarcely wait for the coming parts.
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    Can't say anything wrong about this. Good introduction. Going straight to the business :)
    It will be interesting to read what you are going to do with that woman of your dreams.
    (although for me it woud be quite undesirable to ruin something as good as that, but it is your dream not mine ;)
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    This is something of an attempt at a tribute story to my favorite cannibalism authors. This story uses the equipment found in Htabdoolb's stories and you can easily see the parts where I was inspired by Aoi Hikari's works. Edward Hyde plays a big role in this as well although I couldn't quite figure out how to add a Sydney's to the story. Finally, Gynophagetopper was a great source of inspiration and support and his works are some of my absolute favorites.

    Disclaimer: I'm not an author and have never written before so be constructive with criticisms. This is still a rough draft and I haven't had time to explore it more but I wanted to be able to share something with the community.

    Tags: Cannibalism, Gynophagia, Mother/Daughter, Young/Old, Soft Dismemberment, Objectification, Romance

    Chapter I
    It was the weekend before the Thanksgiving holiday. Young Anna had just finished soccer practice and was on her way home, idly playing with a soccer ball along the way. Normally, she would be quite cheery after practice but today her brows were furrowed in thought thinking about what she saw in the girls locker rooms earlier that day.

    It was right before practice started. Anna and her friend Beth were changing into their soccer clothes when Anna caught a glimpse of Beth in the midst of changing clothes. On top, Beth still wasn't wearing a bra, as the little buds on her chest didn't quite need them yet. Anna took a secret pride in that as her own chest sported a simple training bra. Glancing down though, Anna was surprised to see Beth sporting a new pair of panties. They were lacy and pink and obviously expensive but did little to hide the mouthwatering filet nestling between her legs.

    Beth caught Anna staring and smiled warmly at her friend asking Anna, "Do you like them? I think they're sexy and they make me feel like a real woman!"


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    Oh yes that loving thing is probably the best part of the story. Somewhat reminds NikaGuro artwork style
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    > you can easily see the parts where I was inspired by Aoi Hikari's works

    Lol, I can't. Indeed, as soon as Q-knife was mentioned it made me think of Car Fight and Susan - A Girl Apart.

    Not to say that I didn't enjoy it at all, but unfortunately I can't say I enjoyed this story as much as Car Fight and Susan. But that's more because it took things in a direction that felt more weird, and also the whole mother/daughter incest isn't my thing. Can't say anything bad about writing, just didn't happen to fit my fetish.
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    Well, I kinda borrowed your idea for frozen ovaries from your fantastic story, "Eaten."
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    >>23835
    Ah, okay then. To be honest, I'm not even into cannibalism, maybe it's overabundance of cannibalism stories, maybe it's something about treating characters like meat, maybe my lack of any interest or skill in cooking in real life, or maybe a little bit of everything, but the bottom line is that cannibalism stories don't do much for me. I think all the cannibalism stories I wrote were as a trade with TheVisitorBlack, and they don't even cross my mind whenever I think of "my stories".
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    That explains a lot. I found your cannibalism stories to be absolutely fantastic and I was wondering why there wasn't any more. To each their own though and I'm appreciative of what you have already shared.
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    If you like this story, check out my profile at https://www.deviantart.com/denkira7

    “Unit 26A3, 10-33. We are at the old mill on Silverado Road. I repeat. 10-33 at the abandoned mill” officer Larson whispered in her police radio transmitter, as softly but as urgently as she could, trying to not be discovered. Svetlana was a stunning blonde, with full lips and brain-melting eyes. Her long sunny hair was caught in a hasty, utilitarian ponytail, as if that could take away from her natural beauty.

    The policewoman was crouched behind a wall, next to her partner, officer Alicia Pardo, an equally boner-inducing policewoman, that. Like her partner, the slim, pretty-faced gal might as well be the ‘cop’ that comes in to arrest you only to prove a stripper a minute later. Her dark-brown hair had been also professional caught ‘out of the way’ in a round bun at the back of her head.

    Though the late-20s/early 30s aged girls were both very competent and professional, never allowing anyone to doubt their abilities, their duo had been nicknamed “Insta-Cops” by their department, due to their disproportionately alluring looks, perfect for Instagram ‘on-duty’ pics. The caramel-skinned, brunette Latina was watching intently, peeking over their cover at the highly dubious activities taking place not far away from their hiding spot.

    It was during a random patrol that the two hottie cops had spotted a black, window-tinted USV going off the highway. A quick license plate check, let them know it belonged to one Giorgina Tutti, the 20-year-old daughter to Benito Tutti, the known mafia boss. They followed it carefully and had hit arrest-bingo, since Miss Tutti appeared to be up to no good. Though it wasn’t looking good for everyone.



    An unfortunate prosecutor, still clad in her matching suit-skirt had been pushed out of the van. The 40-year-old, blonde hottie appeared terrified, with tears already messing with her once pristine mascara, the hair she had perfectly styled into a nice, respectable bun that morning, now messily falling to her shoulders, the bun gone in her previous struggle. Her mouth had been viciously tape-gagged with many coils of duct tape, sealing in the ‘lawyer cunt’s’ lace panties. More tight tape wraps were binding her wrists behind her back, as well as snuggly circling her ample chest and pining her slender arms to her own body. Her worried, rapid nose-breathing could be heard even from where the two cop-girls were hiding.

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    I think few years ago there was a story on russian torturesru forum in russian language.

    About a girl who wanted to help her father being a replacement for a horse and asking him to be shoed with horseshoes in the usual way :) in the end she got smoked alive as meat.
    I sort or woud like to do this story in 3d so it woud be nice to read it again or just to see if anyone remembers it.
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    Here I shall post what I have written. Thanks to my brain and my inspirations Edward Hyde and Aoi Hikari
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    >>16491 First lesson here, don't ask for feedback if Onix is present. because he's going to destroy everyone's fun... Best to just ignore him and don't take it personal, he can't help himself.
    If you don't watch out he's going to turn your entire thread into a discussion of irrelevant details.
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    Onyx's comments are interesting but taken poorly, as in this was an extremely cereberal piece and onyx responded in a similar manner. As in this piece was a setting or foundation, and the response is playing into potential problems of the setting; a good place for conflict for the little information we know so far.

    The population crash Onyx is predicting is a real problem that can occur from declining birthrates, and without something to counter balance it the society will become predominantly the elderly unless fertility is increased, which under a malthusian crisis is the exact opposite of the solution the 'scientists' were going for.

    tl;dr: If you do not want to deal with the long term implications of your setting's choices set your story in the short term and ignore the above.
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    Hey! I resent that because I'm an asshole who thinks he's smarter than everyone!

    I hate fun, so everyone hates me and I hate everyone. Why do I even keep coming to this site? I should really just leave and maybe die.
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    Looking at this I wonder if you really hate me that much or just just posting random nonsense?
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    A rare case Onix speaks truth and it's not even him.
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