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    The chubby Kylo Ren stood in line, fidgeting non-stop– twiddling his thumbs, twisting the Darth Vader action figure in his pocket, stroking his hands through his greasy black hair. His body quakes with nerves. The Daisy Ridley. He was going to meet The Daisy Ridley.
    The twisting turning line that spread cross the convention floor inched obnoxiously closer. He was so close he could almost smell her. Not that he knew what she smelled like, but he sure had his suspicions (vanilla and cardamom, probably).
    He anxiously swung the thin cloth sack which brandished the con’s icon onto the cold cement ground and rifled through its contents. His inhaler, his worryingly thin Transformer-themed wallet, his boy-scout pocket knife, and– yes, there it was. His gift to Daisy, which he simply knew she loved. Maybe so much she’d ask for his number– or something.
    Kylo took a deep breath and steadied himself, tying up his bag and standing to move with the crowd.
    Everyone he ever knew mocked him for what he loved. Said 46 was too old to still be into that stuff. But he always knew they were wrong, and that he should follow his passion no matter what. And when he dates the cutest girl in all of Hollywood they’d all know just how wrong they were.
    He stood at the black curtain, two con volunteers standing at either side. His hands were shaking profusely, and in a last ditch effort to prove just how much he was willing to sacrifice for Daisy, he wiped the sweat off his brow and sneakily rolled on some deodorant. A couple of whiffs to make sure any hint of body odor was gently snuffed, and he was absolutely ready.
    The curtains pushed open, and a small, chubby boy pushed through, face buried in his hands and read with tears.
    Oh my god… Kylo thought to himself, She’s really that beautiful?
    “Next in line, please.”
    He had to stop himself from pissing his pants. His hands shaking, legs quivering, he made his way forward through the part in the black curtains.
    And there she is. Daisy Ridley. The perfect brown hair, the pale soft skin, the big green eyes– she’s truly more beautiful in person. A smile made its way to the edges of his mouth as she stared him down intensely.
    “Well?” She said. Her tone was more snappy than he expected, but that was okay. It wouldn’t take long for him to make his impression on–
    “Fucking hurry it up, asshole. There are other people behind you.”

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    Even though it's a Fire Emblem story, it's not really connected to my usual ongoing one - and with how massive it is, I decided it deserves its own thread.
    Elincia's part of the story is based on Veiled's current set about her, which can be seen on his fanbox https://www.pixiv.net/fanbox/creator/12896581 now and will be up on his pixiv https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=12896581 in a week.
    The scenes from this story have been posted to my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/FEH_TGE as I finished them!
    I'm open for commissions now! If you want one, just dm me on Pixiv or Patreon.

    Elincia's Failed Gambit
    tags: M/F, non-con, bestiality, beheading, neck snap, hanging, impalement, shooting, cut-in-half

    In the time since her capture at the hands of Ludveck’s goons, Lucia had been subjected to quite the rough life. Her battered, bruised body was the best proof of that. The rebellious noble had already found out that Elincia had relocated to fort Alpea - but that didn’t stop his men from torturing her. Were they hoping to pry out some extra information from her? She’d never tell them anything. Not that it mattered to them - they were happy enough to just inflict pain on her. And use her body… Use it hard… Her slit - up to that point, a virgin one - had been rapidly violated by the men in service of the duke of Felirae. However, the duke himself showed restraint in raping her, only visiting her once - and even then, mostly to gloat at her. That didn’t make the fucking he subjected her to any less painful - both to her body and her pride. However, despite that, Lucia still didn’t break down - she took all the abuse they dished out at her with as much grace as she could.

    Now, the rebels have put fort Alpea to siege - and Ludveck himself had made it to the field of battle as well. However, judging by the rushed movements and the panic she could sense from outside her holding spot, it was clear that the battle was going in her lady’s favor. Overhearing a conversation, she heard that Ludveck himself had been captured by Elincia’s forces as well! And it seemed that the loyalists have cut quite many of the rebels. As happy as hearing that made her, it also made Lucia a little afraid… For she knew she was available to all this men, allowing them to take their frustrations out on her. And take their frustrations out they did - angry soldiers storming into the tent that served as her prison. They had torn off her clothes - what remained of them, at least - leaving her in ripped pink tights and parts of her shirt. Her breasts were exposed, and subjected to quite the groping by hands that only desired to hurt her - a rebel’s cock going up her pussy raw. Quickly, another one joined in - forcing his cock into her tight anus. The two of them fucked her hard, Lucia suffering between them as their cocks pulverized two of her fuckholes - but her resolve still haven’t faltered.

    After a few round of rape, however - and multiple very degrading creampies, both up her pussy and straight into her rectum - the soldiers brought her out. Having to walk through their camp basically naked, hearing them throw insults at her… It was embarrassing, to say the least. To her surprise, they led her towards the castle’s walls. They’ve led her up some wooden steps onto a hastily-constructed platform… And what she could see on it terrified her: a chopping block. The implication was clear - they led her here to execute her. If they couldn’t hurt Elincia directly, they’d do so by killing her instead… Lucia was surprised these men would stoop so low. Then again, they’ve constantly raped her ever since her capture - it was clear that her body and life didn’t matter to them at all. Standing there, the blue-haired woman stared at the chopping block - and the axe that laid next to it. She was just drawn to its sight… She had fought in many battles during the Mad King’s war, and the occupation of Crimea that came with it. Then, she could have fallen in battle any day - and yet, her mortality was never so real to her as it was in this moment.

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    Lethe looked at the rebels that had been gathered in the castle with curiosity. She wasn’t really that versed in Beorc politics, but was surrendering now really a good move? “Queen Elincia… What are you thinking?” She wondered silently - but soon she didn’t have the time to think about that. The rebels turned violent against the army very quickly - and instead, she needed to fight for her life again. Transforming into her cat form, the girl fought hard against the first group that came after her - enough for her to drive them back. Transforming back into her humanoid form, Lethe looked at the golden-haired, white-winged princess of the Heron. Leanne had been visiting Elincia when the rebellion broke out, and so she followed the queen to fort Alpea when the rebellion occurred. During the battle, she assisted Elincia’s troops with her galdrs - her gentle voice soothing and reenergizing them whenever necessary. If it wasn’t for her, the fight would have definitely been lost. Lethe wondered if the rebels knew about it. If they did… Then judging by the cruelty they were showing to other members of Elincia’s army, they’d put the gentle heron through hell. She couldn’t allow that to happen!

    Right now, Leanne was right behind her - singing some quiet chant that filled Lethe with energy for another battle. “Leanne! You have to get out of here! It’s not safe here!” She called out while turning towards the girl and looking directly at her. Leanne stared at her for a moment, before replying in the Ancient Language - while nodding that she understood. Even if the blonde woman wished to stay here and help, she, too, realized that this was no place for her. Shifting into her heron form, she quickly took flight - and soared away from where Lethe was. She could only hope the princess would be able to get away… It didn’t help that she spotted numerous arrows flying towards the woman. She watched her fly away for as long as she could - but eventually her attention had to return to the rebels gathered in front of her. “Come at me, you beorc scum!” She hissed at them while jumping towards them, transforming mid-air - eager to show these rebels just how well those of the beast tribes could fight.

    Slashing at the soldiers with her claws, Lethe moved around them, easily avoiding all of their attacks. They would never be able to hit her! She doubted those puny beorc weapons would be able to hurt her in any significant way anyways. Enjoying the freedom staying in her cat form gave her, she was getting more and more daring with her moves - up until a sword crashed against her side. Lethe was amazed at the fact that the man was actually able to hit her - her orange fur stained with her own blood that was spilt from her wound. However, the wound wasn’t too deep - so Lethe decided it wasn’t really dangerous to her. Flipping in the air, she quickly sliced her claws across that soldier’s throat - paying him back for his attack with a far deadlier one. Bouncing off him, she landed on the ground nearby - only for flames to pop up all around her. A fiery explosion had enveloped her - a rebel mage having predicted the spot she’d be at. She howled in pain as that happened, her fur catching on fire - and looking at the enemy who put her through this with hatred in her eyes. Fire magic was always quite a powerful tool to combat the cat laguz - and now Lethe found herself on the receiving end of a one. As her fur continued to burn, the girl realized she couldn’t stay in her animal form - transforming back into a catgirl.

    After the orange-haired finished transforming, her green tunic and short skirt were still set ablaze. Before Lethe got any chance to react, the rebels were on her - overwhelming her in a matter of seconds. She tried to fight back, but with her fists she could never go against their swords and axes. She hissed at the men again as they immobilized her - their rough hands quickly tearing away her burnt clothes. With them out of the way, the girl’s tits and slit were both exposed. Her breasts were average in size, but just the idea of them being different than a beorc’s was enough to make them interesting for the men. Her pussy had quite the rich bush of orange hair over it, its color the same as her hair and fur when transformed. “Unhand me, you human trash!” She screamed out at the men, but with no success. Instead, she saw that the beorc man pulling his own pants down - his cock springing free. “N-no! It’s not right for beorc and laguz to mate together!” She called out while struggling more, her face a little flashed as she said that - the man just ignoring her.

    With a strong, quick thrust, he penetrated her pussy - breaking her hymen in one go. She had not found a mate for herself back in Gallia, she didn’t even start searching yet… And now it seemed that she never would. This… The union of beorc and laguz like this… It was unacceptable! It was a disgrace against the goddess! Taking human seed inside her would leave her infertile. Like this, no male would want her! She rolled around against the men holding her, her tail all ruffled and outstretched back - giving away her fury. However, they were not going to let go of her - and so, she was forced to take a beorc’s cock into her bleeding, virgin slit. She screamed, and she hissed, and she tried to free herself, but all to no avail. If only she could rip out one arm free, she’d surely be able to break out in full… Alas, their grip was too strong for her to surpass. Even if she worked on her strength as well, being a cat laguz her main asset was her high speed. Now, ensnared like that, there really wasn’t anything for her left to do - other than take the uncomfortable sensation of her pussy having to accomodate a human’s cock. She still pushed back against the men in a pointless struggle as he continued to rape her pussy - up until he released his seed inside her.

    Feeling his cock tense up inside her, before starting to twitch as warm, creamy streaks of semen shot into her body, had quite the effect on the young laguz woman. Like this, she was unpure… She’d never be able to bear a laguz child. At best, she’d be pregnant with a Branded - but that was not a fate she wanted to go through. This sensation and feeling of utter defeat crushed her spirit - Lethe’s resistance gone just like that. Her struggles ceased, and she didn’t fight back at all as another man took the place of the one using her cunt before - his thrusts just as hard on her entrance as the man’s who came before. Her sudden limpness was a bit suspicious, but still allowed some of the men to stop having to focus on holding her down. Instead, they were free to whip out their cocks - using parts of Lethe’s body for their pleasure. One of them went for her backside - rubbing his cock against her bare, perky ass, before inserting it into her anus. It hurt, but at that point Lethe was still in the aftershock of having the first beorc cum inside her - so she didn’t even feel it. Another one took hold of her tail - which had now gone limp similar to the rest of her body. Wrapping it around his erection, the man was still able to use the flexible combination of flesh and fur to jerk himself off - to quite the pleasurable result. Others would just rub her cocks against her skin, which was as soft as her fur - not wanting to risk placing their dicks near her fangs or her claws. Like this, Lethe continued to take their cocks for some more time - up until the novelty of fucking a laguz catgirl had all but worn off.

    Once it did, the men agreed that it was time to deal with the girl. However… Staining her skin with their weapons seemed wrong - there were men all over Tellius that would pay a fortune for an intact corpse of a laguz. With that in mind, they needed some other way to kill her. Fortunately for them, Lethe already provided them with the perfect tool to do it. The girl wore a ribbon around her neck, long enough that two of its ends went behind her back and all the way down to her knees. If they just secured them to something, the girl would hang for them - the only effect on her body being ligature marks on her neck. With it in mind, they waited for the last man fucking her ass to finish - his load shooting deep into the girl’s bowels. Then, they began to drag her cum-covered body towards one of the castle’s walls. As they did, Lethe slowly recovered from the stupor her first sexual experiences left her in - the girl realizing that something was wrong. But… Would they really kill an ambassador from Gallia as well? “Are you beorc really this stupid? Just raping me was bad enough, but if you actually kill me - or princess Leanne, for that matter - Gallia’s entire might will come for you!” Lethe hoped that by saying that she’d instill fear into the hearts of those beorc - and that they would let her go. However, that didn’t seem to be the case - the rebels taking her up the steps to the wall. “And not just Gallia! Phoenicis, Kilvas… The combined might of all the beast tribes! Do you want to push your country into another war like that?” She accused the men - but they didn’t care for her words at all. Instead, they continued up - until they reached the top of the wall. Like this, Lethe was given a good view of what was going on in the courtyard below - all the atrocities those humans were committing, even on their own kin. It disgusted her to no end… But before she could voice her disapproval once more, she felt a strong shove on the back - the catgirl’s body pushed off the wall.

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    After announcing her surrender upon seeing Lucia’s execution, Elincia watched the rebel soldiers enter through the gate with a heavy heart. W-was this a good decision? She wasn’t sure… A group of rebels immediately got to her, demanding the release of Ludveck - and so, she walked with them towards the castle’s prison. On the way, she was already able to see the rebels assaulting some of her own forces… Hopefully once she set Ludveck free, he’d get his own men under control. Walking into the prison, she could already see Ludveck waiting near the bars to his cell - the man’s face carrying a satisfied and arrogant smile. Upon seeing Elincia, he immediately spoke out: Elincia’s blood boiling at hearing his voice.
    “Hello, Your Majesty… By the look on your face, I can see my plan has been a success.” The man told her in perfect manners - though Elincia was sure he was just beaming on the inside. His soldiers following had told him what he needed to do - that she caved in to his demand upon seeing the threat to Lucia’s life.

    “Lord Ludveck. You did it - you won, by resulting to the most underhanded tactics possible. You are truly a despicable men… You have thrown so many lives for the sake of rebellion… But now, you succeeded - you’re victorious. I believe that you still have some honor to you, though - so now that you’re free, come out and put an end to your soldiers’ actions. My forces have laid down their weapons - there’s no need for your troops to assault them now.” Elincia told the man while unlocking his cell. Ludveck took his time leaving it, taking pleasure in each step he took while watching the urgent, guilty look on Elincia’s face.
    Finally, having come out, he gave Elincia his reply.

    “Queen Elincia, you’re so naive. The blood of all our subjects - it’s on your hands, too. So many of my soldiers had fallen at the hands of yours in the siege… I believe whatever they’re doing, it is only the proper comeuppance for what had happened before.” He told her, Elincia staring at him with confusion. “What? That was when we were fighting! The battle is over now!” Ludveck just smiled at her cruelly as he heard that. “Well, then let’s just say that it was your failure, Queen Elincia. Men! Seize her!” Elincia stared at Ludveck with disbelief - how could he say such a thing? As she did, his soldiers that were directly behind her went for her. Her hand was already on the handle of the Amiti, but before she could pull it out, they just overpowered her - one of them quickly taking the belt holding her family sword at her side away from her. In just mere second, the power dynamic was reversed - Elincia now completely at Ludveck’s mercy. The man walked over to her - taking the crown resting on the woman’s brow - leaving it just covered in the white headband she wore underneath. “Finally… It’s mine.” He muttered while holding it in his hands. Then, he looked up, speaking to the men in a commanding voice: “Take her out to the courtyard! Let her see just what a fate she had doomed her friends to.”

    On the way out, Elincia was horrified to see, what the men were doing to her subordinates. She could only spot the female ones nearby - but most of them had their clothes torn off. Those rebel swine… They were even assaulting them sexually! Why wouldn’t Ludveck put an end to this? But the man seemed morbidly happy about letting this happen… Leaving Elincia wondering, if his men would do the same to her too. She wouldn’t have to wonder about that for long. the men walked her to the fort’s main courtyard - Elincia taking many confused, and even hateful looks from the women the rebels led her past. Once there, the rebels weren’t able to contain their urges towards her anymore. Their hands quickly went for her body - grabbing parts of her battle outfit and tearing them away. First her armored shoulderpads, then her chest guard - the only real armor the queen wore. “H-how can you do this to me? I’m your queen!” Elincia called out to them, but the men just sneered at her.
    “Such a well-meaning queen that she can’t even demand any punishment from those who have invaded us!”
    “My sister was raped and then killed by those Daein dogs! It’s only fair you’ll feel her pain too!”
    The rebels threw these back at her while removing her belt - then tearing her white-and-gold tunic apart, its parts falling off to the sides. Beneath it, the queen wore a yellow shirt and pants - which the rebels went for next. Her shirt was pretty baggy and thin, providing for a comfortable wear underneath her armor. However, it also made it pretty fragile - allowing the men to just rip huge chunks of it off. Her sleeves still remained, as they were covered by gauntlets, and so did the chunk of it that connected it and covered her shoulders. However, the parts of it covering her belly and stomach both had been quickly ripped off by the men. She stared at the men in disbelief - were they really going through with it?


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    I want to eat at Megan's Restaurant. I'm ordering the special, Spaghetti & Meatballs with special red sauce. I ordered it days ago so you can get it prepped. I drive up and come in, fancy place, go to the back, special chambers. i sit at the table and lay out the napkin. The empty plate is set before me. A bevy of three babes comes walking up. The first is tall with raven hair and a generous ass. She shows me her delicious meat, and with a dance and help from another girl climbs up on the table, squatting down, waving her ass all in my face, her asshole close enough to lick. She spreads her cheeks open and I see a string of spaghetti, creamy white against her olive skin. She squats over the plate and I heart a frraaap before spaghetti pours out of her. The girls giggle as the beige spaghetti gets muddied by brown streaks amid wet farts, splashing onto the plate and tablecloth. The plate is heaped with extremely pungent spaghetti. bits of corn and spinach within the strands. She laughs and is helped off the table, and another takes her place. She waves her fine white ass, long legs waving as the ass almost touches my glasses. I squint as she pushes it towards my mouth, bouncing it off my lips. I grasp her thighs and pull her anus into my mouth, licking and french kissing, pushing my hard tongue into the opening, feeling the folds envelop my taste buds. I swirl my tongue around and suck on that ass mouth like a wet pussy, imagining how it would cum into my mouth. Suddenly I taste a warm flood of meaty juices and a clump pops halfway out, stretching her anal ring… a delicious meatball! Oh such heavenly herbs!! I suck it out and begin chewing as she pulls away, squatting over the place and shitting out meatball after meatball with wet explosive sharts. To be continued…
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    I wana be ass raped by 10 giant BBCs while your asshole is getting fucked. I want the cock to pop out and all your shit explodes all over my face. PLEASE cut my cock off and shit down my throat.Hammer my balls to a pulp while I suffocate and die under your asshole. I want your asshole to kill me. Please kill me with your shithole. I'm ready. My mouth is open tongue out, I will exhale and inhale your shit. I want you to feel my death under your ass.
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    Hello folks, I've decided to share my first ever Snuff story with the community. I've been looking at this site for few months now, give or take, and the level of acceptance and genuine lack of judgement is great.



    I'll post the story chapter by chapter below. You may find some spelling or grammar errors and I love someone to approach me about proofreading!
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    Bumping to make sure this goes above the big wave of spam
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    That was really HOT!
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    shoot, I saw it higher up and was thinking there was a new post, lol
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    Nice story, are there alternate processing centers where meat can be hunting and field gutted like deer? Or would a rich guy do that for a personal party?
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    Space Bimbos

    Or

    They Came From Outer Space! (For Our Balls!)

    Some alien girls run out of fuel and crash land on earth. How will they manage to find some more fuel for their ship and get home?

    Ff/mm, Space!, Green (and Blue) Skinned Space Babes, Oral, Castration, Objectification, Silly

    Annie looked up from her weeding curiously, as an odd whining sound began making itself known. The sound was high pitched, strangely metallic, and relatively distant. At first, anyway.

    The odd noise began growing rapidly deeper, louder, and much, much closer, filling the air around her. Annie slapped her hands over her ears as the strange thrumming suddenly seemed to be right on top of her, the sound so loud that it felt like it was pressing in on her skull, then she jumped in surprise when something large and silvery flashed over her, barely higher than the tree tops.

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    I love silly castration stories. I liked it.
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    I like the story. Next time let's find a mom who donated her son's balls
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    SCP-NC-1

    Object class: Safe

    Containment procedures:

    SCP-NC-1 is currently located in Site 776, which is posing as an assisted suicide facility. Anyone admitted to the "facility" are considered D class, and may be used to test SCP-NC-1 at the leisure of the site director. Foundation staff may also be admitted, either by choice or as punishment. No special containment procedures are required.

    Description:

    SCP-NC-1 consists of four parts: An entrance/waiting room (SCP-NC-1-A), a non descript anomalous humanoid attendant (SCP-NC-1-B), a "kill room" (SCP-NC-1-C), and a disposal pit in the center of SCP-NC-1-C (SCP-NC-1-D).

    A subject that enters SCP-NC-1 will be offered a beverage. If consumed, the subject will become perfectly docile and obedient, and lose all inhibitions, allowing event NC-1-א(Aleph) to occur.

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    Test log SCP-NC-1-1:

    Subject: D-12 (Caucasian female, age 19, entered the facility seeking euthanasia on account of ALS.)

    Appearance of SCP-NC-1-B: Latina female, 20s.

    S is escorted into SCP-NC-1-A by Dr. #### and two security officers.

    The foundation staff leave after S takes a seat.

    Four minutes after they left, B approaches S from behind the desk, and gives her a plastic cup containing what appeared to be cola.

    B:"Please drink that. I'll be right back after I make some preparations, okay?"

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    I quite enjoyed that!
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    Can anyone post a scenario here?
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    SITE DIRECTOR's NOTE:

    Site staff are encouraged to perform their own experiments on SCP-NC-1. No authorization is required, because the foundation sends us plenty of D-Class scheduled for execution by SCP-NC-1, anyways. Please conform to foundation standards in terms of layout, and insure there are no duplicate log numbers, as that really messes with the system.

    -Site director [REDACTED]
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    The Tortured Tits




    We’re finally here, I thought to myself as we pulled
    into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles
    from our house. Samantha, my twenty-eight year old wife,
    had been asking questions about it for some time now.
    She wanted to know what was in there, who was in there,
    what went on in there, what might happen if we went in
    there.


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    This is my first attempt at story writing, I have a lot of ideas but being italian i’m not so sure that everything will be grammatically correct, sorry for that. As you can see I have a strong belly button fetish and I like to give as much details as possible about the victim belly anatomy and navel shape and how that changes the approach to each victim. So here it is the first part of a story I’m writing with a member of another board. I would really appreciate any suggestion for future development, like characteristics of the next victims or killing methods. Thanks in advance.
    Here we go
    It was half past midnight when a received the call I was waiting for the past week. “Sir, your payment has been accepted, a black van will come to pick you up to take you to our club, everything has been prepared as per your indications.
    It took me sometime to gather all the money to pay for this exclusive “Death Club” but finally I can let all my darkest fantasies come true.. not just one, but five young ladies where waiting for me and their bellies ready to transform from attractive to gory messy.
    Finally the van stopped to its destination and I was escorted inside the club and to the private room I was designed to. Everything was perfectly organized, a big stone table resembling an altar is placed at the exact center of the room, on one corner there where all kind of tools attached to the wall. I took my time to examine the shiny knives of different dimensions, a power drill, scissors of all kind, scalpels… everything needed was there. On the opposite wall I could see a window to another room. Standing a the center of the other room are five of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever seen. “please sir which one you would like to start with?”
    MARGHERITA
    The choice was simple, my eyes were captured by a tall blonde girl, her skin pale white, her belly was long with a very small belly button at its center. Her navel was rendered almost invisible by the shiny belly ring she was wearing. She was escorted to my room, she entered wearing nothing but a bright red bikini. She looked scary and tears runned down her face as she was lied on the stone table, wrist and ankles secured to avoid excessive movements. “What’s your name honey?” “Margherita sir… please don’t hurt me too much” she says sobbing and crying
    “My dear, we are going to have a lot of fun with this long belly of yours”, She looked down to see my finger pointing at her upper stomach and going down ‘till I found her small navel. I moved the belly ring aside and poked my finger deep in the recess of her navel. “Let’s see if we can make your belly hole a little deeper”
    She quivered in fear at my touch deep in her petite navel, terrified at what i had in store for her, i started to caress her soft tummy, envisioning tearing her beautiful stomach to shreds, " what are you gonna do to me" she asked, " i'm going to torture your abdomen for awhile, then split you right up the middle, from belly button to breasts, and reach inside you to feel your lovely gushy goodies", she screamed and began to cry, i simply walked over to the wall and grabbed a pair of scissors, then i returned to her and said "are you ready"?, she looked at me and shuttered in fear, “first I will take a little souvenir” as i grabbed a hold of her sexy belly ring and slowly pulled it, she looked in fear as the upper rim of her navel tried to resist my pull. “Please not my navel ring… please aahhhhhh”
    With a little more effort the ring was out of her flesh and blood started to seep out of her torn rim. Then with quick precision, i snipped into her belly button with the scissors, she unleashed a blood curdling scream, I then proceeded to slowly remove the scissors “see? now your belly button is deeper than before”
    Once the scissors were out of her belly I stopped to admire my work as the blood started to fill the small hole of her navel and started to descend her lower belly and wetting her pussy.
    The scissors were so sharp that her petite navel was bisected almost perfectly to the middle and she looks in terror at the now bloody hole at the center of her creamy belly.
    “Now that your navel is deeper honey, why don’t we make it a little larger?” I proceed to insert my index finger into the bloody hole,”please no no noooo” she screamed for the unbearable pain, I want to enjoy this moment and I start to finger fuck her navel with my finger, up and down up and down, drawing more blood with each movement. Then I start to pull at the side of the wound enlarging it and letting her scream even more. I remove my finger and I lick the blood… so tasty. Now at the center of her long belly, there’s a round bloody hole… no signs of her small belly button anymore.

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    I really enjoyed it. The grammar wasn’t bad for a non native speaker. Check out some of my stories on here and let me know what you think.
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    A gothic chick goes to an all female asian massage parlor, gets butchered and cooked at a conveniently adjacent asian restaurant. Narrated from the victim's POV. I think it was on the old site before the site was lost.
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    Seconded. I have no such story, but this sounds interesting and vaguely familier.
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    Tags: Preteens, m/f, sex, and murder Original characters.

    A First time for Everything.

    Ava was excited, she'd always been one of natures tomboys, even for an eleven year old the flat chested girl had barely registered that boys were looking at her differently now and she did her best to hide it in baggy clothing or a bit of rough and tumble play. It had been a few weeks since they'd nicked some adult magazines from the neighbor's trash. Rather graphic old spank rags with crisp pictures of much older girls in compromising positions with one or even two other men. The local gang of boys had accepted the girl as part of their group and the little filth rags were stashed in an old rickety shed deep in the woods behind the houses. It wasn't much but to the gang it was home, their own little club house filed with the detritus of youthful rebellion and the hub of their games. Ava had been talked into meeting one of the older boys out at the clubhouse alone they always teased about acting out what they saw in the magazines, and a little goading and accusations of being a chicken was all it took to get her alone to experiment.

    Wilson always stared at Ava just a little too long. Although she was 'one of the boys' she was also very much not a boy. Wilson had been one of the ones that had stolen the old porn magazines and had brought them to the clubhouse for all of 'The Losers' (that's what they called themselves) to enjoy. The boys' dicks got long and hard and they didn't know why, but after seeing the porn magazines one of them figured it was to put in one of the dark, mysterious holes they had seen in the gashes between the older girls legs. Wilson had always had a thing for being curious about things. When he was younger, he wanted to know what it would be like to kill something, so he found some kittens and killed them, one by one in different ways, hanging them, drowning, cutting them open. He had done it in the woods and no one had known. He found a stray dog a year later and hung it. He then found another one and had cut its throat and it was thrilling. He had gotten hard over it and now with Ava there, he was wondering what it would be like to do a person.

    The rest of the boys were on various summer vacations this week, so it was just Wilson and Ava around and they both ended up at the clubhouse. He found Ava, leaned over the table, staring at the photos, touching herself through her crotch when he walked up. He didn't say anything at first, just watching her touch herself and what she was doing.

    The preteen tried very hard not to make too much noise as she rubbed her tiny little bean while flipping through the pages then back again. She especially liked the ones where the man were holding the girl by the throat and was curious about the ones where it looked like the guy had his cock all the way up some teenager's ass. Her pants were unbuttoned and tugged down just far enough to make it easier to masturbate without too much struggle. having tugged her panties aside and pumped her tiny eleven year old fingers in and out of her ripe little peach. Once in a while when she was particularly wet she'd teasingly poke at her little ass but recoiled when it stretched a bit too much or whenever the twinge of pain from stretching her hymen made the girl's legs quiver. She was utterly oblivious to Wilson spying on her at the moment as she read the accompanying perverted stories.

    Wilson just stood there, his dick getting harder. He touched the knife he had in his pocket and it occurred to him that this was the time and the moment. The other boys were gone. They were all by themselves in this forest and rotting shack and no one would hear. He quietly took a few steps back and then made a coughing noise as if he was just walking up. He wanted to see what Ava would do, her fingers buried in her own wet twat. "Oh, uhh, hi Ava," he said, trying to act innocent but he could already feel a wave of lust and power coursing through him, as if driven by something basic. There's a scent in the air that if he were older he would have identified with girl lube.

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    =Chloé's Graduation Party=
    Tags: Miraculous Lady Bug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Cannibalism, Snuff, Non-Consensual, Humiliation, Slavery, Bondage, Complete
    All characters in this story are 18 years or older.

    “Alright Marlena, we have a deal. Let me just get Marinette for you and- Oh! Marinette you have excellent timing! Come here for a second will you? Marlena and I have something to tell you.”

    Marinette blinked. Her dad was smiling, though he still looked looked fairly serious, and Alya's mom looked almost ecstatic. She wondered what was happening, but given their expressions, it couldn't be bad news.

    “Sure! What's going on, dad?” Marinette asked cheerfully.

    “Well, honey? Marlena here just offered your mom and I enough money that we can move into a bigger house and expand the shop!” Tom Dupain announced cheerfully.

    Marinette's eyes opened wide in shock, her jaw dropping at the news. “That's great dad!” she announced before she really thought over what her dad had declared. “Wait,” Marinette's brow furrowed thoughtfully, “Alya and her family aren't any better off than we are? How'd Alya's mom get the money and why is she giving it to us?”

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    >>16520
    I haven't been posting much here because it's really annoying to write for hours working on something and then get no responses at all. Gurochan doesn't even give me a counter to see how many times the thread has been read so it kind of feels like shouting into the void. It's not a fun feeling.

    Sorry this wasn't your cup of tea. If you want stories with more meat to them I've been posting them on Hentai-Foundry and other sites where I avctually get feedback. hxxp://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/thevisitorblack/35851/Priyanka-Caught-Spying That one includes tentacle rape with boiling water tentacles. There's some others up there too that might be more your scene as well.


    >>16504
    There's plenty of description. I mention Marinette's blue hair, her petite frame, her small breasts, her clothes, her personality, her race, how her skin is smooth and soft. You don't need a mechanical descripts that she's 5 foot 4 or what have you. This is meant to be a short story focusing on physchological and not physical aspects of the fetish. Cutting down on purple prose is in aid of that. The fact that you didn't recognize the names isn't because the show is obscure (it's actually pretty popular and airs on major networks in the US and multiple streaming services) it's because you personally don't watch it. I tagged the show in the title for a reason. This was a story about characters from that show. If you chose not to look them up that's on you, not on me.

    Now certainly there was no prep or actual snuff shown on screen. There was torture, but it was psychological and clearly that doesn't count for you. But I didn't say that there would be any torture. I tagged noncon, not torture. So that's not my fault either.

    The fact that the most "action" in the story is a sex scene and then a scene of the aftermath is in fact on me. It's intentional. This story (and the other stories of the series that I haven't been posting to gurochan because I'm pretty sure no one's reading any of my work since they're definitely not commenting) are exercises in seeing how little I can write of that sort of thing and still have it recognizably work as a guro story. Clearly it didn't work for you, but again, that's your preferences, not because the story itself is bad. And I'm not obligated to write to cater to your fetishes. I'm not obligated to post here at all. I do so because I believe that there are people who enjoy reading my work (despite rarely ever commenting nowadays).

    If you want ex

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    Who says you'll alter the way you write? The fact that you wasted writing this and reading my comment made me happy.

    Nobody cares about your writing anyway lol
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    Hey buddy? Wanna stop being an asshole?

    >>16443

    Always a fan of your work, man.
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    VisitorBlack is in my top list among thousands of authors!
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    >>16717

    Poor widdle piggie started thesockpuppets! Bwahahahaahahah
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    Hello folks, I've got some spots open as far as erotic commissions are concerned and I wanted to make my talents available here, since I often cater to those with more niche fetishes and kinks.

    I write for a living, so you can expect a judgement free experience as well as a level of professionalism that you do not usually find when commissioning stories.

    I have handled a great many kinks and fetishes and will consider all requests. My rates are also very affordable and a free sample is always provided, so you have nothing to lose.

    I have several past commissions up on my HF page, but I do not have publicly available samples of my past guro works, but rest assured I've handled such before.

    Here are my HF and discord info, I hope to hear from any interested parties soon!

    HF
    http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Asswriter


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    What are your limits?
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    Any higher power that would grant any better life to my enemies is not one I willingly and wittingly serve.
    If any god or comparable spirit or any entity at all uses me to further its own gains and also assists these cancers, who deserve only eternal torment and should have nothing more than to have never existed, then such which has used me has betrayed me and is evil for it
    If there is any God worth praying to, it will enable me to undo every awful thing that ever happened and erase any enjoyable moment for those who wronged me.
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    If this makes you cringe, you're weak.
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    Sure is summer in here.
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    up yours
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    Cringe, yikes, have sex, etc.
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    Mike entered the hospital room and slowly shut the door behind him, locking it with his keycard. "What took you so long?", a soft voice called out, startling him.

    Chris waved at him from her bed, amidst a forest of tubes, wires and monitors. Mike hurried over and dropped his backpack besides the bed. He leaned over and kissed his girlfriend on the lips. She pulled him in closer, and opened her mouth, letting Mike swirl his tongue around hers. Mike savored the sensation as they french kissed. The two broke off, saliva stringing from each others lips.

    Chris looked down at her lap. "Mike, I've gotten worse", she mumbled. "The doc says I've only got a couple weeks left in me". Mike felt his legs stagger, his heart dropping down into his stomach. "W-What? But t-the treatment was going so w-well", he stuttered in shock. She looked up at him, a regretful look on her face. "I lied", she said simply, her head turned away. "I was being selfish. Seeing you every day, I didn't want to see you sad or worried about me."

    Her fingers fidgeted with the IV tube inserted into her arm. She looked back at him, tears rolling down her face."I'm sorry, you deserved to know", her voice cracked.

    Mike sat on the bed, swung his legs over, and embraced her tightly. She wrapped her arms around his body and pulled him closer. "Fuck me", she whispered. Mike shivered as her warm breath caressed his ear. "I don't want to die a virgin."

    Chris pushed him away, sat up, and undid the buttons on her hospital gown, revealing her firm stomach and modest, palm sized breasts. Mike felt his dick twitch and pulse as she pulled the gown off entirely, leaving her naked. Before her illness, Chris had been the star of the Sir Oakbridge Secondary School Senior Girls soccer team, and her body still retained traces of that athleticism.

    Her slender fingers gracefully pulled the fly down on Mike's jeans. He felt his heart flutter as she pulled his semi erect dick out and grasped it in her warm palms. Chris pulled the bed sheet over them and jerked Mike's dick until it grew stiff and ram rod straight. She moved herself down the bed until she was face to face with Mike's manhood. She took his cock into her mouth and pushed herself down until her nose bumped against his pelvis. Chris bobbed her head up and down, licking and sucking Mike's cock. He felt his climax coming and grabbed her head, pushing it down as he blasting thick strings of cum down her throat. She pulled away, coughing and hacking.

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    This was pretty cute. You thinking of a sequel? Probably either a funeral fuck or even the mortician having a go?
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    Yeah, I was thinking about doing a sequel in the morgue.
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    One Last Time

    Robert the mortician slowly zipped open the bag. A young girl's serene face stared up at him, her dull, unseeing eyes reflecting the harsh white light of the surgical lamp.

    He felt his heartbeat quicken. Oh, how he loved to work on the young and attractive. Robert loved the feel of their soft skin, still pliant and smooth, running under his fingers. He loved their full heads of glossy hair, sometimes still braided or curled or put up in a ponytail, their fresh faces with not a hint of stress or age, still soft with youth.

    Most importantly, he loved to give the most attractive, most youthful "clients" (as he liked to refer to the corpses) a sending away gift for their trip to the afterlife.

    The mortician snapped back from his reverie and pulled the zipper down fully. Robert took a cursory glance at the ID tag tied to the girl's toe. One Christina Luccini, age 17. Time of death was 7:43PM, only half an hour ago. A patient from the palliative care ward.

    He jotted it down in his tablet, and continued looking over the body. Christina had been a sporty girl, he could tell. Her abdomen still bore the traces of a 6 pack, her thighs and legs were firm and still slightly muscular, and overall her form was slim with barely a trace of body fat. Robert leaned over and took a sniff. She smelt of sweat and of something vaguely pungent. He placed a finger on her stomach and ran it down to her pelvis. Her skin was slick with perspiration, and still slightly warm.

    Robert licked his lips, his fingers trembling in anticipation. He pulled open his trousers and gave his dick a few preparatory wanks. It sprouted up, stiff as a steel rod. With great care he clambered onto the table and slowly spread Chris's muscular legs open, only to stop in surprise at what he found. Her shaved pussy was moist and dripping with cum. Someone else had fucked her before him, perhaps a loved one visiting her one last time.

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    From a couple weeks to about five minutes? At least aim for some consistency.

    That said fucking terminal patients sounds hot.
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    I figured the extra physical exertion from having sex would strain her heart too much. Not that I'm a doctor or anything, I don't know if an actual terminal heart disease would be affected by fucking for about 5 minutes.
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    Couldn't sleep because this setting kept running in my head, feel free to add to it or correct anything that seems off.

    Just as raven finished drying off after her bath she's assaulted by Terra. Who quickly slides 2 fingers in her.

    She quickly shoves her off and asks "what is it?"

    Terra answers "I just wanted a little taste of you." then sucks her fingers clean of Raven's juices. "MMM you sure you don't want to donate to the cook out? speaking of how do we look on meat for it?"

    "I'm certain I don't want to donate my clit and tits or my whole, we have plenty meat as it is, 15 criminals this month we busted for crimes enough to harvest, 12 cocks for the grill, 1 whole male, and 2 sets of clits and tits, I'm keeping the clits to myself this time."

    Terra responds "just cocks this time or cocks and balls? What can I do to get one of the clits? come on i'll do almost anything."

    "Just cocks I prefer to leave the balls, horny with no release is a more fitting punishment to me. as for the clit you'd like i'll trade you one for yours or maybe you can convince your BF Beast Boy to fuck me. I'm sure his shape shifting let's him find the perfect cock when he fucks. Then we can harvest his cock and let him regrow it. He can right?"

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    a lot of world building here. haven't seen a clit focused story before. Given the title I was gopping to see raven or terra cooked.
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