Anyone has the full version of this story saved? I managed to find a copy of it on wattpad(for some reason), but it was incomplete and seemed to have really poor english.

A Thousand Worlds of Despair: Crimson Comfort

(gg, oral, rimming, mercy killing)

Rika Furude sat on the floor of the house that she shared with Satoko Houjou, her fellow resident’s blond haired head resting on Rika’s lap. Satoko was dressed in her green pyjama top and pants, while Rika was dressed in her pink nightdress. It was a few days after the deaths of their fellow club members and Rika had spent the intervening time desperately trying to comfort Satoko. But as was usual in this infinite cycle of sorrow, her efforts were in completely in vain. Satoko’s broken sobs were only quietened when the girl was so exhausted that she had no choice but to slip into broken sleep.

For her part, Rika had shed no tears for her friends. She was far too used to their deaths to feel anything but exhaustion anymore, but seeing Satoko so hurt always managed to stab her in the last remaining part of her soul that could still feel. At least Satoko’s wouldn’t be in pain for much longer...

Today was the end stage of this scenario, the night of their deaths. Countless times Rika had tried to at least save Satoko in this scenario, but her efforts were always in vain. Whoever was so determined to kill Rika did not let Satoko escape. Of course, that was only the few times that she could convince Satoko to make a run for it. Usually Satoko would refuse to flee, sanding with Rika in solidarity, facing certain death with a bravery she did not feel.

Any world where Keiichi fell prey to the Syndrome’s final stage was a futile world, where no other actions could possibly bring any change to her cursed existence, Rika’s irrational clinging to a cursed life only causing her and her friends agony after agony. With a sigh she looked at the tear streaked sleeping face of her friend, again doubting the course of action that she had decided on after receiving news of the others’ deaths.

Hanyuu’s voice was silent, Rika having drunk enough to cause the spirit linked to her soul to pass out. It had been necessary as Hanyuu would surely object incessantly to her plan. What she planned to do was monstrous, but it was hardly worse than doing nothing and letting Satoko suffer further. If she could not save her friend, she could at least try to minimize her pain. Trying to act resolutely, she leaned down with her blue haired head and started to lick the other girl’s face, tasting the salty tear tracks with her pink tongue.

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This is going to be a loong story I've written together with Blau Sturm. The idea originated from him, but we figured the whole story out together after I watched Nanoha. There are at least two more parts coming. Any feedback or comments are appreciated :)





Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha SnufferS

Episode One





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"Hey," he said, lifting himself up to a nearly seated position, his cock still inside of her, "can we try something new?"



"Sure, I'm always up for that."



"I want to see what you look like inside while I'm fucking you."



"You mean, like with a camera?"

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Being as someone who's somewhat a fan of Vs battles and the such, and given that Mr. Anon's Waifu Wars was such a fantastic idea, I've decided to grab it myself and create... uh... FUCK! (Them Up).



Ayyyy, that's clever.



While I can't promise consistency and I can't promise promptness, I'd like to finally try my hand at writing some sexualized murder, and I'd like at least a few people to see it!



This'll work on approximately the same rules as the original Waifu Wars. I'll take votes on the combatants of a fight, who wins, and by what means, and then I'll write it to you freaks' specifications.

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I'm a guy with a fondness for VS debating shows like Death Battle or super power beat down and after watching the most recent episode of death battle where (spoiler warning) a rather lovely Renamon met a gruesome yet sexy fate I thought hey why not mix my love of VS debuting with my death fetish. The result was Waifu Wars. The rules are simple enough. Two fictional female characters will be put in a fight to the death with no armor or clothes and you get to decide who dies. If you like the idea let me know and if this concept gets enough positive reception I'll reveal the first fighters and begin working on the fight.

Hi guys. My first /lit/ project around here, I hope you like it.



Although it's designed to be read as one block, if you're feeling horny I suggest ignoring chapters 1-3. Foreplay starts at Chapter 4, fucking starts at 5 and things turn kinky at 6 & 7 with 8 being all about Snuff. I had a blast writing this, I hope you enjoy it.



Part 1: Courage



Slow Burn, F/F, Consensual, Strangulation, Peeing, Lots of Sex.

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So This can also be found here: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/thevisitorblack/28475/School-Fundraising-Auction



Ms. Masterson (http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/MsMasterson/profile) and I worked together on this as a bit of a collaboration. I came up with the idea, brainstormed with her, she wrote the initial parts with me editing and polishing it up. She ended up writing most of it (and I did a Mass Effect story at the same time which she came up with the concept for and polished), and I think it came out really well.



I've actually finished a sequel to it and realized that she hadn't posted this anywhere. And since she told me I could post it up if I wanted to, here it is. If people like it I'll post my (smaller) sequel.



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“Its coming out!” Tay squealed in distress, gripping her mother's hand as the pair waited in a disastrously long line for the porta potties. It was Tay's 9th birthday and the little caramel skinned girl had been treated to a lovely day at the local theme park, chowing down on hot dogs, fried oreos, cotton candy all on top of her huge birthday breakfast. Tay’s mother didn't see a problem with letting Tay eat to her heart's content on her birthday, the young girl had a huge appetite which but good parenting and a solid metabolism kept her thin, so going a little wild on her birthday didn't seem like such a bad idea….at least it wasn't until nature called and girl found and her mother found themselves stuck in a long line for handful of porta potties available at the park.



“Its okay, just hold it a little longer, we are almost there” Tay’s mother lied to her, hoping it would help her daughter bring her urge under control.



“I can't Ma! I…can't!” She whined, her hands reaching behind her to grip her aching rear. He stood awkwardly, legs tightly together with her bum clamped as tightly as she could. The 9 year old wore a pair of denim overalls with only white t shirt underneath, on her feet a simple pair of black and white converse sneakers. Tay groaned and squirmed, making a scene that was noticed by some of the others on the line. Yet, none were kind enough to offer the struggling girl their own spot in line. The line moved finally, yet not by much allowing Tay’s mother to take two steps, Tay on the other hand had been unable to move at first but with a tug of her hand she stumbled forward.



“Mooom...Nggghh” She groaned, feeling her sphincter bulge out against her will. Her cramped tummy pushing hard to void her over filled bowels. She loosed a crackling fart, her little hole opening up to loose the unmistakable sound of hot air slipping past a soft turd. In front of the two, a little boy and her mother waited, the mother seemed disinterested but the boy snickered at the older girls plight. She tightened up her body as much as she could but she could feel her sphincter beginning to fail. It was opening up little by little, the only thing stopping the flood of filth was her effort and will.

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As the subject line says, anyone can recommend any such stories on this site. I heard of a story named Julie's day out by blood lust but can't find it sadly. Anyways would greatly appreciate any recomendations.

This is my first story here, so I'm not even entirely sure I'm doing this right! But here goes nothing :) I've been lurking at Gurochan for five years, might as well give it a go at writing something! Thank you in advance for reading!



-Eden



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All the kids, all the kids these days All the kids, all the kids these days Do you really wanna be that way? Do you really wanna be that way? Let me say, let me say, let me say Let me say, let me say, let me say Does it really have to be that way? Does it really have to be that way? And, did you know you could make me scream? And, did you know you could make me scream? Like the kids in the neighborhood Like the kids in the neighborhood Tell me what to say, tell me what to say Tell me what to say, tell me what to say Did you do your best today? Did you do your best today? All the girls, all the girls these days All the girls, all the girls these days Did you do your best today? Did you do your best today? All the boys, all the boys these days All the boys, all the boys these days Look away, look away, look away Look away, look away, look away Champagne, cocaine, champagne, cocaine, champagne, cocaine, champagne. You better just manage your weight. You better just manage your weight. Let me say, let me say, let me say Let me say, let me say, let me say You could do your best today You could do your best today

I'm just going to dump all my stories as quickly as possible. Life changes are under way, and I don't anticipate I'll post for a while. All of these stories are fictional/fantasy. Any resemblance to any persons, real or fictional, are coincidental. I do not condone any harm to anybody. If you plan on hurting yourself or others, please do not, and seek help. I enjoy feedback, so if you enjoyed the story, please leave a comment below!



--CB



Chapter 1: Raj



Raj Patel stared at the television in disbelief.

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№3642

Johann Strauss was born to a prostitute, who lived in one of the many whorehouses in the city of Concor, capital of the Kingdom of Concorro. As a child, he grew up with dreams of living a successful life, taking care of his mother, and maybe even raising his own family in a small house outside the city. He knew it would be difficult, but he wanted to try regardless if only to prove his pessimistic mother wrong.



As he grew up, he began to learn. He learned how to earn money through street games and scams and theft. He scavenged through the garbage and brought home books and scrolls to teach himself how to read and write. He learned how to act and speak in a way that made others pity him enough to give him spare change.



He made acquaintances (no friends for there was no friendship to be found in the streets), made enemies (desperation was motive enough to drive anyone to do something stupid), found love (it wasn’t a crush god fucking damn it!), and a hundred and one other things besides.



He also learned that innocence was a fool’s word. And that he was better off without it.

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