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    Posted this in /req but wasn't sure if it belong there.

    Does anyone have links/threads to stories regarding nipple penetration/insertion/fucking? Considering it's a niche topic its really hard to find any.

    Preferably non-con.
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    HONEY, I’M HOOOME!!!” he said as he walked down the stairs to the basement room.
    Katie tried to smoosh herself further back into the corner of the small cage she was in as the man moved closer, already pulling off his shirt then unbuckling his belt. She curled in a ball and hugged her knees to her bare chest, shivering in fear as she heard the lock on the cage being opened and was sure he would pull her out to be the next one. She shrank into herself and prayed. The sudden screaming confused her for just a moment as it wasn’t coming from her.

    She heard Sandy fighting him as he dragged her from the cage above her and despite her terror and knowing what she would see she couldn’t help peering through the bars of her cage as he effortlessly lifted the small girl and carried her to the big table in the middle of the room. He pressed her to the thick wooden surface with one hand and used the other to pull the huge leather strap across the poor girl’s upper chest. That done, he pulled her hands above her head and locked them into the cuffs attached to the corners there. She tried kicking at him, but he laughed as he grabbed her foot and twisted it making Sandy scream in pain rather than fear.

    He yanked her foot down off the edge of the table and connected it to the cuff down on the leg of the table. Her other foot soon followed as Sandy whimpered in pain with her legs bent uncomfortably down to the legs of the huge heavy table. She was spread wide open and the man ran his hand down her smooth belly and cupped her hairless little pussy.

    As his pants fell to his ankles, Sandy looked pleadingly at the cages along the wall. At the girls held in them as if they had any hope of helping her. Katie wanted to turn away and not look but something made her watch as the man jammed his cock into the helpless girl before him. Her eyes wouldn’t close, her face wouldn’t turn as she watched the Man pull his cock, the red blood showing all along the shaft and then ram it back in making Sandy scream again, and again,

    It seemed to go on for hours, but before long the man grunted and shoved harder into the little girl’s body. When he finally pulled his cock from her it was followed but a rush of pinkish red tinged cum. He stalked back to the bank of cages and she could hear all the other girls trembling. They all knew what was next. He looked over the row of cages then, as Katie somehow knew he would, he reached for the door to her cage and reached in to grab her by the hair. He yanked her forward and shoved his bloody tool against her lips.

    “Clean it off!! And don’t even think of biting or you will wish I just killed you.”


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    Not as much to my taste as your normal output but very well written again and I liked the turn it took towards the end :D
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    Delightfully dark!
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    >>21163
    This may not be the site for you? Just sayin…
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    A ROPE AND A CAMERA
    Hanging / F/F

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    When I stood at the door to Emily’s workshop, my heart threatened to jump out of my chest. I couldn’t think of a person that would enter such a place willingly, and yet… here I was. About to enter a world people don’t tend to walk out of.

    I straightened out my skirt, adjusted my hair for the second time. I knew I was delaying, but the thought of things that might await me there was enough to freeze me on the spot.

    Finally, I knocked on the door, and after a couple moments, the bolt slid to the side, and the door parted. A short girl in jeans greeted me, in her hand an iron bucket.

    “Good morning,” I said, doing my best to stay professional despite the fear. “Miss Emily? I am the help you ordered.”


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    >>21126
    Great work.
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    Aaaah, I was hoping she'd spare Jane, and I'm so glad she did! The other girls' deaths were so satisfying, and keeping the more innocent one of the lot around made me smile. Hopefully Jane sticks around longer, but I'm excited to see what Lena and Emily get up to next!
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    >>21126
    You say that there will be 1-2 more chapters before you end the story, which begs the following questions. Do you have a sequel planned? Do you have another completely original story planned or envisioned? Liked this ep and glad for the protagonists choice of survivor.
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    >>21043
    Thank you so much. It makes me smile to read your comments.

    >>21147
    I'll be honest. I think after Lena's story ends, that will be the end of my adventures in this genre.

    I need to go back to the writing I do for a living, and the issue with that is, I never really get to hear from the 'other side of the page' - people rarely leave reviews or discuss your work if you're not a very popular author. This place, however - this board - has stood in for that, in a way, for me. It's hard writing for years without ever really hearing if it's any good; just watching arbitrary sales numbers.

    And it's difficult to say this, but I want to be honest: writing here is like a drug. It's dopamine, it's social praise, it's, well, attraction, all of the nice things. But it's not helping me, and I'm realizing this. I have to examine myself and see if I'm willing to write for a living, even if I never ever get to hear from my audience again. I don't know the answer to that question, but I'll think on it seriously.


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    >>21148
    As an audience, we're privileged that you share your thoughts about writing, with us. I would imagine that while the feedback is rewarding, writing stories with this level of visceral intensity, must be quite mentally and emotionally draining. I can undertand why you might take weeks or even months between "episodes", even if one didn't take into account the fact that you have earning a living, and an everyday life, to attend to.

    I don't think your style of writing could ever become formulaic, and I think the concept of Emily's facility and Lena's predilictions is vastly imaginative, and could support an entire series of stories, each one filling in a few intriguing details, and raising tantalising new questions. The character, already incredibly vivid, get an opportunity to grow and take on real pesonalities.

    To that extent, it would be a crying shame to foreclose on the possibility of building the series over time, even if you can't be sure at the moment whether that creative effort could ever fits into your life.

    Might I diffidently suggest that you continue to enjoy writing any sequels you feel inspired to, whenever it gives you pleasure to do so? Thus keeping your options open, and your readers' hopes alive.

    I know I have been vocal about wanting you to write more, but I hope that doesn't feel like pressure, because I do understand that this kind of writing can never be a chore. I genuinely mean my shouts of "encore" to be a cheer of appreciation, rather than a demand that you produce more!

    Other options might also occur to you, usch as collaborating with another author of like mind, or just a muse. They could take on any part of the task that helps you, whether it's suggesting / fleshing out a storyline, giving feedback midway through development, or just editing / proofing. There are a number of ways to skin a cat or hang a girl! :)
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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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    I came
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    No.21096 [Edit] [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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    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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    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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    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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    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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    Bump!
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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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