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    So a while back I traded with Aoi Hikari for a story based off my Idea of Hogwarts having it's own girlmeat catalogue. That story can be found here: >>7556. Proofreading and editing Aoi's story inspired me to write my own version. Some if the initial catalogue spreads are the same (though usually heavily edited) from Aoi's story. These are taken with permission based off my initial descriptions for the trade, but the story itself is vastly different though based off of a similar concept.

    Hermoine Browses for Girlmeat (Harry Potter, F/F, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, Cons, Snuff, Exhib, Cannibalism, F/Self)

    PART 1

    Hermione shifted on the seat in the common room. It almost felt like there was something lumpy beneath her.

    Reaching down beneath the cushion, Hermione felt around until her fingers scraped a book. No, not a book... A magazine! Curiously, Hermione pulled it out.

    “What is this? A girly magazine?” Hermione asked aloud as the picture of a nude 5th year girl she didn't know strutted and posed across the front cover. “No, wait, that's not it...” She continued, looking at the title of the book. “'Hogwarts Meatgirl Catalogue'? What the..?”

    Now that Hermione took a closer look, the girl photographed on the cover was in the Hogwarts Kitchen, surrounded by cooking supplies.

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    Holy crap!! Great writing!
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    >>13948
    Thanks! Glad you liked it.
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    Bump to save from faggot spammer
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    really, realy great cannibalism story of the harry potter world
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    [Preggo, guro, ghost, mystery, horror,belly bursting]
    I've read a really nice horror short story from a guy, but it was in my language, he just isn't confident enough to write them in English, so I helped him. :)


    Original writing in Thai by https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/5286100
    Translated into English by me as a collaboration work. :)

    If you like this and want to support this writer please contact him there, he can communicate in English, he is still learning to write but is not hard to talk to.

    Heavy breathing sound followed by wet clacking of footsteps echoed through a dimmed alleyway, the sky was a pouring thunderstorm. The girl with shoulder-length brown hairs was running away from something, all-out, an adrenaline-rush speed, her hands were carrying her near-birth offspring. It was today that she is due to give birth to this child, if she can run away from this “that thing”, it would be a reality.

    Sadly, “Ouchh”
    “Not now, my babe, not now.”

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    No.21096 [Report] AS
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    Stories about Disney princesses and Shonen female characters getting snuffed
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    You have some or you want some?
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    No.21091 [Report] AS
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    Just thought I'd share this one of mine (in two parts) as it's seasonal. Anyone got any others that take place this time of year?

    https://pastebin.com/Uq91Dgy1

    https://pastebin.com/fPakwsBK
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    No.21083 [Report] AS
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    This was written with one of the forum's illustrious members as the central character: >>20877

    Off Shore

    Ironically, I was fantasizing about the security force when they came knocking on my door.

    I’d arrived at the tiny nation-state earlier that day and there had been several of them working at customs, and they was always one or two hanging out in any public spaces. To maintain my cover, I’d spent the day checking out the touristy spots, browsing the market, a little sunbathing in my tiny bikini on the beach, and all through it I just couldn’t stop thinking about them.

    So I’d just gotten to my room and settled in for the night, clothes off, vibrator on, and was having a nice, pleasant fantasy about all of those men dragging me into some tiny back room, kicking and screaming, ripping off my my clothes and their uniforms and systematically raping me in every hole to teach me a lesson about what happens to nosy reporters when they try sneaking into an authoritarian country, when my reverie was interrupted by the metallic thud of someone pounding on the door to my quarters.

    Groaning in an entirely non-sexy way, I turned off the vibe and quickly threw on my glasses, skirt, and a tank top so I could answer the door, only to find two members of my previous fantasy staring down at me when I opened the door.

    “Yes?” I asked.

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    That is amazing! Incredibly hot and at the same time humourously written! Kudos!
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    Author’s Note: This is a story set in the Star Wars legends (expanded universe). It’s a story I’ve wanted to write for a VERY long time, yet never got around to. Now that I’ve gotten around to the first chapter of the first episode, I realize that it probably should have stayed in my head until the day I died. This seemed like a MUCH better idea before it was transcribed. I actually have no idea who this story even appeals to, as it’s got a lot of stuff in it that doesn’t even appeal to me and I’m writing the thing!

    If I ever get around to writing all 10 chapters of Episode 1 (and that is a very big if) then this story will have way too many different fetishes to conveniently list all at once. As for this first chapter, it includes (spoilers ahead skip to next paragraph if you want to be surprised): decap, necro, non-con, and some minor cutting and burning.

    Also, as an aside, I’d like to point out that I am fully are of the fact that the premise of my main characters is extremely similar to the recently released game Jedi: Fallen Order. This is completely coincidental. The general idea for this story came about a very long time ago (you might be able to guess when I first got this idea based on the planet I chose to start the story on) and I didn’t even know of Jedi: Fallen Order’s existence until 3 weeks ago, after I had already finished the outline of Episode 1 and started drafting chapter 1. Believe me, the obvious similarities almost made me rage quit and throw the idea away forever, but then I thought “Fuck it, Star Wars already rips off Star Wars. Who cares if it looks like I do it?”

    Anyway, Chapter 1: The Sword in the Scrap

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    “I sense,” the young woman paused, her goggle covered eyes squeezed shut as her outstretched arm strained against empty air. “this way!” She swung her arm about in a quarter circle and pointed to a heap of recently dumped starfighter skeletons, the light gray mass standing out like a bullseye against a backdrop of brown, yellow, and yellow-brown. “Yes, something of great value is buried beneath those wrecks.”

    “So, scavenge the wrecks that haven’t been scavenged yet, yeah? Such insight The Force offers you!” The hulking reptilian humanoid replied, extending the fingers of his right hand while vibrating the same wrist dramatically.

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    That was… definitely worth the wait.
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    >>20691
    If that's genuine, thanks! If that's sarcastic, I'm sorry to disappoint and I hope the next chapter is more to your liking.
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    No no! That was completely serious! You're extremely good at this!
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    This chapter contains, spoilers: melting, disintegration, bone breaking, falling, decap, necro, nullification

    Chapter 6: Loose Ends

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    Diffused through the perpetual mugginess of Raxus Prime, the sun did not rise so much as it oozed over the horizon, orange light pouring slowly into the empty streets like syrup. As the waves of light lapped their way up the door of the “Pach-Up Walk in Clinic & Augment Emproium”, the doors abruptly slid open, and two figures briskly stepped out. One was a woman of unremarkable height, unremarkable build, and unremarkable features, dressed in a clean if well worn bathrobe, cargo pants, and a fashionable pair of ivory white boots a size too large for her feet. The other was a 6’10” lizard with a bionic neck brace, wearing what appeared to be four hospital gowns designed for average sized men crudely cut and sewn into a one piece jumpsuit, and a pair of filthy black boots with one sole worn more than the other. Both shared a 1000 yard stare and a posture that screamed… it just screamed.

    “Well.” The young woman said, taking a deep pull of filtered air from her mask. “At least-“ A finger was placed firmly but not forcefully against her lips, a sharp black claw poking the underside of her nose.

    “Jedha. Shut up.” The lizard said, before removing his finger. Jedha Kraz obeyed, not from fear but a general agreement that anything she could have said would not have been worth the breath. She’d been ‘gifted’ two weeks worth of breaths in filters and oxygen tanks, along with two weeks of food and water, all at an exorbitant cost to her self respect, ability to make eye contact, and soreness in her jaw, hands, knees, feet, and all three holes below her beltline. These breaths were hard bought, and should be spent only on the essentials.


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    Three weeks again. Damn. Well, at least I can say with confidence that even if I weren't so lazy the next chapter wouldn't come out in two weeks, as it be long and it be requiring a lot of adjustments so that it's not a massive boring infodump. Expect the next chapter in not 2 weeks, but whenever it happens to get done.

    Yay, over halfway done. Soon I can stop posting these and start a new, smaller, more focused projects.
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    I'm into consental hanging stories does anyone have an recommendations.
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    This thread also has a bunch of nice ones:

    https://www.gurochan.cx/lit/res/25.html
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    Thanks these are a good read!
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    The Claw
    (Extreme genital mutilation, g, molestation, rape, snuff)


    I used to go by the name Scolex. Doctor Scolex. But that is as past long gone. Today, and every day, my identity is tied to my hand. The hand in which I wear an iron fisted, serrated fingered, claw. I am now – Doctor Claw.

    For years I have been fighting my arch nemesis the Inspector named Gadget. Yet, just like in all things scientific, once you know all the variables, can control the environment, and know the results you want – you can control the situation. Yesterday, I killed my arch nemesis. Yes, ladies and gentlemen in my head, I am a victorious Dr. Claw. Muhahahahaha. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

    Ahem, excuse me. That is not what is in store today, no. Today I have also captured his little niece – Penny. I have her tied up in my dungeon, full of the devilish toys I use to torture and kill my victims. Like the late Inspector Gadget.

    The dungeon, although I call it that, is not actually a murky dark, dank, desolate place full of cobble stone and horrible lighting like one might envision in a 90s children's TV show. No. It is a laboratory, bright, sterile, and full of contraptions that make the walls turn red.

    Penny's cell was particularly large, but that didn't matter for I have her tied up in a chair at the center of the well lit room. The white padded tile lining it. Mind you, all the tile can absorb liquids and is easily replaceable to keep things sanitary after messy experiments.

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    >For years I have been fighting my arch nemesis the Inspector named Gadget.

    Jesus Christ PusKiller, you had me right there. Bravo.
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    I only wish Penny had been upgraded to a teen as Loli isn't my thing. But great story nonetheless, hilarious and well written!
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    Glad you liked it! I loved the request :)

    >>21029
    This was a conscious choice, as the 2015 show, and the movie version had Penny as a teen versus the TV show which had her as ten.
    I went with the show as it's dear to my heart.
    And I like loli. >.>;;
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    ^_^ thank you!
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    Wow! Love the crazy diversity of settings you've got going on
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    No.21058 [Report] AS
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    Anyone know or link interactive scat stories, preferably on girls using the toilet?
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    This guy has several choose your own story with panty pooping girls and plenty of scat.
    https://www.asstr.org/~Arthur_Saxon/index_finished.html
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    Let me know what you think post suggestions here if you want to suggest scenes or discuss it there. Hybrid of Sarinas Payback and its spiritual successor sarahs epic life.

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    But you can’t do this to me! The Latina screamed.

    Liz giggled at her lover as Sarah gave the delicious round olive-skinned bubble booty infront of them a hard smack.

    Bon Appitit my love. Liz said seductively with a wicked grin.

    Sarah smiled and opened her mouth wide. She then slowly lowered her head towards their meal and with a satisfying squishing sound sank her teeth into the supple ass flesh.
    Aaagghghh stop please STOP! Screamed their meal as Sarah savored the morsel as the quaking ass flesh jostled around her jaws.


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    Mina slowly rose from her prayer rug before closing her Koran and made her way over towards the side of the mosque where her sister was praying. As she passed by a full length mirror, The volumptous olive skinned raven-haired 5ft 4 eighteen year old teenager appraised herself in the mirror.

    She wore a long flowing ornimental hajib with flowers knitted amongst the pattern that matched a similar dress below, the dress hid her d-cup tits rather well, Mina briefly turned around and appraised herself from the rear, she smiled as she noted that the dress hid her perfectly toned and we'll rounded asses outline, it would be next to impossible to guess how dead sexy she was underneath the oppressive outfit she wore.

    It didn't take Mina long for her to find her sister, who, dressed similarly to Mina, was in the typical Muslim prayer position, her head bowed on the ground with her ass jutting up into the air. Mina politely waited for her sister to finish before she went up to her sister and hugged her.

    Pisha, let's get going, we can't afford to miss the estate sale! Mina said with urgency. "I know, but you don't have to rush me." Pisha replied rather annoyed. Mina giggled and said jovially, "Allah won't mind if you miss just this once."

    Pisha shrugged and nodded as the two made their way out of the mosque.

    As the two left, their long time friend Hussain Al Drugsodi greeted them at the door. "You two leaving so soon, I was hoping to talk to you two about the marriage proposal later toda–" Pisha playfully pushed Hussain away and said, "You horndog, I'm not fucking anyone till I'm 40, that's my vow to Allah" Hussain tried his best to hide his didsapointment but Pisha added, "Hussain, my father would be honored to have you as his son, but you know how uptight he is, you ask him too soon and he will say no just because you haven't finished college yet."

    Hussain nodded and waved the two goodbye as a limo pulled up to greet the pair. He cursed how kself inwardly for being attracted to two of the mosques hardest to obtain women, but he was determined to marry both of them if their father would allow.

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    Sarahs eyes drifted skyward as she wondered where her life was going to take her now, because in the back of her mind, she knew the truth, that he wasn’t coming back, yet the thought terrified her. She knew that there was nothing that awaited her after death, yet what kind of life had she led so far?

    Sarah had just turned 18 and was now legally responcible for every action that she took, and with the passing of her father, her one remaining friend on this earth had left her.

    Curling and uncurling her toes, Sarah’s mind shifted from grief to slow simmering rage as she recalled how Amanda had laughed loudly as Sarah had related her loss. Now Sarah didn’t give a fuck about anyone outside of her family, in her mind, just about everyone that she had met at her christian highschool was a jerk, none of them even came to her defense after she was spat on by a classmate after her former best friend, Jessica had outed her as a lesbian to the entire class.

    There had been a few sympathetic glances from people in the rear of the class but no one told Jessica off. Sarah held her breath and sighed slowly… today wasn’t going to be the day that she figured out how to get her revenge, instead, she woud watch a Horror movie to get her mind off of the Horrors happening in her own life.

    Sarah pulled out an old favorite, Crocodile, and put it in the TV. The VHS player whined as its aging gears accepted the old VHS and pulled it in to playback its contents.

    After pressing play, Sarah went to the Kitchen and popped herself a bag of popcorn before bringing it back into the den and sitting down for the film.

    About midway through, one of the women, Annabelle (whom Sarah thought was hot as fuck) got her leg caught on a log while running from the croc and screamed. Sarah shifted slightly on the sofa as an odd tingiling sensation filled her nether regions. As the croc advanced on its prey, the woman started begging her friend to rescue her. For a brief moment, Sarah’s mind replaced Annabelle with Jessica and at the same time, Sarah realized that the entire front end of her panties were beginning to get soaked.

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    Christina Burett' slim yet rounded ass dissapeared completly underneath her white skirt as she prepared for the evening reception at the church.

    I don’t want to be late for paster Gregorys sermon! She reminded herself in a panic. Quickly scanning the room for her bra, she found it buried underneath the neatly laid out pile of clothes that her mom had lain upon her matress.
    Christina's D sized cups jiggled as she grabbed the bra and hurriedly covered her chest.

    After tossing on a modest looking shirt, christina apprised herself in the mirror and quickly made her way out the door. Her long brown curly hair accented her beautiful frekled face which held a set of strikingly green eyes.

    It didn't take long for her to arrive at the church, where she ran into her two best friends, Julia and Tessa. The day was hot and muggy, sith the cicadas chirping noisily.

    "Hey girl, what's up?? Tessa greeted her warmly.

    Not much. Christina admitted. I've got the jitters about possibly running into Steven though. He never leaves me alone!!


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    Christina: Part 1
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    As Liz tounged Sarahs anus Sarah sighed contentedly. Life was great, there was something magical about putting virgins to their proper use that was fulfilling in a deep and satisfying almost spiritual way. Sarah shivered as the overhead fan cooled her skin and her lovers hot tongue massaged her anus.

    Lizs face was flushed in horniness as she buried her face in the counties hottest Mexican ass, each virgin they ate seemingly increased the others attractiveness, and it was starting to become undenyable that there was something bigger going on.

    Liz had viewed photos of both of them before and after they started recycling virgins and each month the raw sex appeal and beauty of the other increased as they aged… If they even aged.

    Also, Sarah had cut her hand while chopping vegitables for a stew yesterday, and it had healed shockingly fast, to where the scar was almost gone.

    Liz was too buried in ass to philosophize but it was something that she couldn't shake.

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    Hello are there any new chapters upcoming?
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    Dying Children and Teens

    This thread will contain stories involving the deaths of females under the age of eighteen.

    Though my primary focus is on underage females, some stories will have make and/or adult victims as well.

    The thread "Children Murdered" will be replaced with this one. Unlike the Children Murdered, some stories will also feature suicides, executions, combat, casual, and other kinds of deaths.
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    I really miss these stories!
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    Give us more when you have the time!
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    Too bad this writter stopped! I admire his work very much!
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    Agreed! This definately needs to continue!
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    Vaginal Royale
    (Extreme genital mutilation, extreme gory violence, extreme snuff, teens)

    Disclaimer:
    All works are completely fictional.
    All names were created via random generators, and any likeliness to actual people is a complete coincidence.
    Be kind to women, they're our mothers, wives, sisters and daughters.
    With that said, this is fantasy – lets go destroy some cunts.

    The screams echoed through the stone halls underneath the arena. The cries of women tortured to their breaking point. Whipping them, cutting them, burning them, hurting them. Six women screamed out in agonizing pain for over a week before being brought forth to a small brick room, steel bars stopping them from exiting. They were thrown in, naked, to shiver and cry on the stone.

    A large man came into the room, his dark skin rippled with muscles and sweat. His bald head reflected the small light of the fire in the room's hearth and he stared down at the five weeping women.


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    I started a new thread so I could tag it. Original thread is here: https://www.gurochan.cx/lit/res/15167.html#15186

    I'm using the name KittyBoy because of the suggestion that I call these folks "pets". I've written out the first chapter- not a lot happens, it's mostly set-up.

    Notes: I got the name "Cupcake" off a cat name generator.

    Chapter 1

    Cupcake was excited. He sat on his master's lap, playing with the fabric of his shirt, trying to force himself to keep his attention on the screen in front of him. He was supposed to be helping- perhaps more than helping, perhaps actually working this out himself. And he wanted to- had every intention of actually doing it- but he had already looked over all the information, and he found the review boring.

    They were all cute enough, but none of them really stood out- they couldn't be expected to, really. Cupcake had experience and a bond that had taken years to form, an identity that he had carved out for himself. It was ridiculous to expect someone so young and, in his opinion, stupid, to step in and fill the niche he had created. He didn't envy them.

    His mind kept wandering to his eventual death; the thing that actually generated excitement. His master had asked him what he wanted, but he wasn't sure... All he knew was that he wanted to be immortalized, to be preserved. He wanted some part of him to stay here, in this house, so that whatever new pet his master got would know that he had been here before, that he was irreplacable, that he was the first.

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    Chapter 6 (I think? I've not written in a while, but I'm still going.)

    After John had scrubbed the pet dry, he took a seat on one of the leather armchairs that lined the playroom and lit a cigarette. The pet smiled at him, and snuggled into Charlie as he put a hand on his shoulder.

    "Hey, Jhonny, why don't you let him sit on your dick?" He asked.

    John took a long draw and replied, "Are you sure? Wouldn't you like to go first?"

    "You're the guest," Charlie said as if it was really no trouble, and to the pet added, "Lean forward and open your mouth. My friend needs and ash tray."

    The pet leaned forward onto the arm of the chair, opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue. John ashed into it and the pet swallowed.

    "Have you had anyone inside you?" John asked him.

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    Sorry about the double post. I don't know how to fix it.
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    Awesome! Can't wait for the irreversible parts ;)
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    So uh, if cupcake has been his pet for twenty years, wouldn't that make them both like, late 30s minimum?
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    why did this story stop,
    someone needs to pick it up please.
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    Hi all, so I am planning on writing a story that will involve female users on this site as characters. I could simply ask them for permission but that's a lot less fun and ruins the surprise. I would like to know if writing tribute stories to other users is in keeping with the culture here, since I am new to this place. If that is not something people appreciate on this forum then I will be sure to ask the relevant people for permission to involve them. But if it is something people enjoy, then I would rather make a surprise contribution.
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    Gotta love how a thread asking for "girls" for a written story has several candidates, while a different one at /req/, asking for "girls" to record their voice has none.
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    Definitely ask permission. You have mine though provided your story doesn't involve scat or underage stuff and that my character is relatively true to me.

    My name is jessie (if you need a last name use Snow). I'm a submissive, tomboyish lesbian. Im into gutting, heart removal, breast removal, cunt removal. I have DDDs but if you write a story with me please have them be real.

    Sex with make characters is fine on the condition it's rape. My character could even submit in there right circumstances provided my sexuality is established.

    Good luck with this! Even if you don't use me ;)

    But definitely ask permission!
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    I can't speak for anyone else but anyone can always use me as a character in their stories.

    Name: Kari
    Age: early 20s but can be different ages in fiction
    Appearance: average height, slim, brown hair and green eyes
    Preferred death: Any type of stomach wound. Extra points if it kills me slowly.
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    >>20922
    I'm not saying no one here is lying about their gender, but I do feel like that's a bit of a false equivalency. It's much easier to identify someone by their voice than by their writing style, and it's much harder to dispute a recording of our voice than a sample of text since the latter is much easier to forge than the former. For confidentiality reasons, it makes sense that people would be much more hesitant to record their voice.

    (But, again, I agree with you that the probability of at least 1 lady here being a guy in disguise is quite high).
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    Hi Kitty, thanks for the feedback! You've been enrolled in Camp Deadwood.
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    Part One: Tara

    King Harold took a sip from his goblet of Zinfandel and grimaced as he perused the medical reports. Out of the 5 women in his harem that had managed to get pregnant, all of them had borne him girls. Not a single son, he thought to himself. Outrageous!

    He looked out the window, at the slowly swinging corpses of the 5 concubines hanging from the old oak in the castle square. Their graceful forms swollen with babies that would never be born, they had accepted their nooses with resigned dignity. Of course he had forced the other 15 concubines to watch, an example of what would happen to those who failed him in that most vital task of creating a male successor. One that would carry the kingdom onwards to future glory.

    The king tossed the medical reports into the trash bin beside his desk, and keyed the intercom system. He cleared his throat.

    "Could all members of my harem report to my office? I have an announcement to make".

    Not more than 3 minutes later, all of his remaining concubines were standing rigidly before him, trying their best to avoid eye contact. King Harold stood up and walked around them, admiring their fresh young bodies. Beauties from every corner of his kingdom, duty bound to satisfy his every whim. Diverse in every sense of the word, there were short girls, tall girls, buxom girls, slender girls, girls with short hair, girls with long hair, girls with curly locks, tanned girls, pale girls the color of skim milk, chocolate brown girls, devout girls and girls that were sluts.

    He locked eyes with a curvy, fair blonde. She was brand new, had arrived a week before.

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    Pretty solid stuff. Tara might have gotten away easy with a beheading - maybe because she was eager and willing, but what would king Harold do to a spiteful and uncooperative concubine?
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