Harry shook his head to clear the cobwebs from his inevitable crash landing from the portkey. It took him only an instant to take in the situation. It chilled him to the bone. Three women, all naked, all with nooses about their necks, were underneath a large tree, surrounded by four Deatheaters. From the letter he’d gotten with the portkey, one of them had to be Hermione.

Harry didn’t bother trying to stand; he shot off a stunner at the closest Deatheater. Before that spell had even hit, he snapped off another and rolled to his right. His first target hit the ground with a thump and Harry came out of his roll on one knee. The other two Deatheaters were close to the women, in fact, one of them seemed to be using his woman as a shield. Two spells shot out towards Harry, and not knowing what they were, or if his shield would hold up against them, he dove out of the way.

“Harry!” Screamed Hermione’s voice from the woman on the right.

The figure behind Hermione pointed his wand at her throat and snarled in Draco’s voice. “Potter! Drop the wand now, or I kill this Mudblood!”

Harry froze for a second, torn between continuing the fight by flanking Malfoy for a clear shot, or giving in to his demand for surrender. With his attention on Malfoy and Hermione, he didn’t see the spell string coming from the other Deatheater. A Bonebreaker curse shattered his shield, a disarming jinx separated him from his wand, and a binding hex bound him, ankle to shoulders in rope.

Harry tested his bonds as he heard a hated voice sneer. “Revive those two fools. Now that Potter’s here, let’s finish this.”

Hermione, seeing her last hope captured, began to weep disconsolately.

Harry’s eyes snapped to Snape, and he flushed as he saw Tonks bound and nude form kneeling in front of him, knees widespread, displaying her sex. Snape grabbed her hair, and shoved his cock down her throat all the way. As he held her there, Harry watched with growing dismay as her eyes bulged and filled with tears. Tonks started to twist in increasing desperation. Snape finally groaned and shot his seed down her throat, but didn’t release her until her face turned purple and she was reduced to quivering insensibility. Harry didn’t want to admit it, but his dick was throbbing from seeing Tonks’ breasts quivering and her pussy twitching and gaping from her struggles. When Snape threw her aside, Harry’s eyes snapped to Hermione.

Hermione’s arms were bound tight, thrusting out her chest. Harry was mesmerized by her upturned, pale pink nipples quivering with every sob. Her tummy working as a bellows drew his attention to her bared, glistening cunt. Hermione’s body was in complete fight-or-flight mode, unable to do either, the powerful hormones clashed with her overpowering fear to give her the physical responses of arousal.

Draco finished reviving Crabbe and Goyle and walked menacingly back over to Hermione. He was looking at Harry as he put both hands to the base of her neck and began to slowly run them down her body. As he cupped a breast in one hand, and groped her butt with the other. Draco sneered, “Crabbe, Goyle, I want you to rape and kill that filthy muggle while she hangs. I think it only appropriate that this Mudblood bitch’s father be the one to hang her and his wife for the crime of bringing her into the world.”

As Crabbe and Goyle moved over and began to pinch and squeeze Mrs. Granger’s defenseless body, Snape snapped his wand in several quick motions, causing the rope around Tonks’ neck to haul her up slowly. First, she was pulled off the ground, then into a kneeling position, then upright and onto her tiptoes, and finally, she was hauled off the ground a couple of inches, her frantically reaching toes brushing the grass.

Draco’s left hand tried to force its way between Hermione’s clenched ass cheeks to her sex, as she twisted and flexed away from that hand, she opened herself up to the assault from the other. Two fingers drove roughly into Hermione’s sex, and she started to flinch away from the unwanted intrusion, but sudden pain from her most tender flesh stopped the movement almost before it began. All she could do was cry and quiver in tension on Draco’s fingers. She started to collapse, but the noose brought her up short with a brutal reminder.

“I’ll kill you, Draco!” Harry raged.

Draco laughed, and answered, “Not until I kill this little Mudblood bitch of yours.”

Draco leaned into Hermione and reached his left hand around her back to hold her tight and squeeze her left tit, propping the nipple outward, towards Harry. He cooed into Hermione’s ear, “Shall we begin? Harry, this nipple is yours, after all, I’m going to have it used for the toe on the left boot on the pair of boots I’m having made for your birthday. It seems like that useless ponce never even took your virginity. Well, don’t worry; I wont let you die a virgin.” He snickered as she writhed uselessly in his grasp. “Why, I think you’re enjoying this.”

Draco pulled the fingers of his right hand from Hermione’s dripping cunt, but reached down and retook his grip with his left. He cast the Imperious curse on Hermione’s father, then revived and released him from his bonds. He smirked, and drawled, “Muggle, I want you to haul that filthy cunt of a wife of yours up to hang, then tie off the rope and do the same for your filthy daughter.”

Harry’s eyes wandered, from Tonks’ reddening, tear-streaked face, to Hermione and her mother’s twisting and terror-stricken sobs. Tonks’ legs were bicycling in her desperation, until Snape stepped closer and she caught him between her thighs and tried to climb up his body to relieve the pressure of the noose. Snape smirked down at her lewd display, her pulsating pussy at a convenient height, he rammed his dick into the hilt. He grabbed her tits roughly and slammed into her, thwarting her efforts to ease the pressure on her airway.

Hermione moaned, “No! Daddy, don’t do it! Don’t hang us, please! Please, Daddy!”

Despite her fervent pleas, Mr. Granger methodically moved to his wife’s rope. He hauled until her feet swung off the ground, and without a glance at his wife’s kicking form, he tied off the rope. Hermione saw her mother starting to choke and struggle to draw even the tiniest breath, as Crabbe and Goyle pulled out their cocks. Her eyes followed her father to her own rope, and she started panting in terror, as the finality of what was happening struck home. His first pull on her rope hauled the noose tight, his second pulled her to her tiptoes, and finally, he hauled her into the air and tied off the rope. Hermione’s legs shot out sideways, stiff and straining, as she struggled to get a gasp of air. Draco gave a hard tug on her cunt, and she started swinging and spinning on her noose.

As Draco knelt next to Harry, he said, in patently false, soothing tones, “See? Now, that is how you prepare potion ingredients! I promised that she wouldn’t die a virgin, but it will cost me at least three galleons, the difference between a young witch’s ovaries and womb and those of a virgin witch’s. Besides, I wouldn’t touch her with my dick, after all, she’s just a filthy Mudblood whore.”

Crabbe was slamming into Mrs. Granger’s abused pussy, whilst Goyle plundered her ass. Their combined assault plus the stress from her impending execution caused her body to respond despite her wants. She came hard around the two cocks as oxygen deprivation made her vision narrow to a tunnel. Goyle summoned a wicked looking knife and plunged it into her breast, right through the nipple. She gave a gurgling scream as the point scrapped against her ribs.

Goyle snickered, “Ooh! She liked that! She tightened up and twitched real nice! Do it again!”

Mrs. Granger’s quivering quim drove Crabbe over the edge, and he splashed his come into the muggle’s useless womb. The same womb that had created the filthy Mudblood whore Draco was working on. He reached over and stabbed the other nipple and pounded her sloppy cunt with his still hard cock. Crabbe could feel Goyle’s cock throbbing through the thin membrane that separated her cunt and ass. Crabbe pulled out of her cunt, only to stab it with his wicked 10” knife. As she twisted in agony on the knife, Goyle emptied himself into her bowels. Crabbe pulled the bloodied knife out her cunt and stabbed her to the hilt, just below the breastbone. Then, he yanked downward, spilling her guts in a rush. Weakened by the pain, with some of the muscles necessary for breathing severed, and without the negative pressure on her diaphragm from her now draping guts, Mrs. Granger had taken her last breath. Her weakened struggles settled to twitches, and then, with blood running freely from her guts and cunt, she quivered twice, and went still, eyes open and bloodshot, face tear and snot smeared, tongue protruding grotesquely.

Crabbe and Goyle laughed. Meanwhile, Snape continued fucking Tonks, ordering her to cum on his cock while he was killing her gave him that good old thrill he’d been missing for so long. Still, best to harvest her for potion ingredients while she was still alive. Fresh is best after all! Snape pulled out his silver potions knife and ordered the little Nymph to hold still. He sliced her open from neck to mound with a single smooth draw. Her eyes popped wide as he reached through the bottom of the incision and pulled out her ovaries and womb, laying them across her belly.

With a smirk at her expression, Snape went into professor mode. “The ovaries of a witch are used in a dark potion to insure the sex of a baby. It is popular in the higher levels of some dark Pureblood families to insure an heir.” He sliced both of her ovaries free and dropped them into a vial. “You just made me four galleons! Good girl, you may now scream.” And she did. As he cut her womb free, he said in the same dispassionate, lecturing tone, “The womb of a witch is the key ingredient in another potion, a fertility potion used to insure conception, and worth about three galleons.”

As Snape dropped her womb into a larger vial, he told her she could move again, and her violent reaction almost unseated him. Angry, he pounded into her bloody snatch and then reached through the incision to grab her vagina and squeeze. The extra pressure on his cock, her terrified screams and violent thrashing drove him over the edge, and he shot into her abused guts. Tonks was fading fast, so Snape ordered her to pay attention. “Pay attention slut! This is for the humiliation Sirius Black heaped on me! Now, I will harvest your liver and kidneys to sell to the hags for a few sickles, your spleen and appendix for lesser potions. Finally, you’ll have to leave me as I harvest your heart and brain, for a few personal experiments I want to conduct. Making this exercise both profitable and fun!”

Thus, Tonks was forced to watch as Snape pulled out her intestines, liver, spleen, and kidneys. Before he would let her die though, Snape gave her one more order. “Make your tits as big as you can with your metamorph abilities. Once I harvest them, I will finally let you die.”

Tonks’ tits grew until they were the size of watermelons and their weight was pulling them down to hang on either side. Seeing his potion’s knife wouldn’t be up to the task, Snape put it away and summoned a large knife, or small sword. He sliced off her tits, then cut her breastbone and ripped open her chest. Her heart was still beating sporadically, until he yanked it up and sliced the arteries loose. Blood splashed over his legs and he held up her heart to her eyes and smirked, “And you thought me heartless!” Snape slashed with his short sword and severed Tonks’ neck just below the noose. With the weight released, her head bounced upwards several feet, and it was to this dizzying spinning and jostling scene that Tonks’ eyes finally glazed over in death. Her headless and mutilated body, still held up by Snape’s cock and her leg’s grip on his ass, fell back to the ground, and managed a few kicks and twitches, just enough for her to free itself from Snape and sprawl to the ground.

Harry watched Mrs. Granger and Tonks’ murders and dismemberment in growing horror. Looking back to Hermione, and seeing her struggles weakening, his horror redoubled. Draco slapped Hermione’s ass in an attempt to get her attention. He sneered, “Now, watch me kill your filthy, muggle, father. Avada Kredava!” The killing curse’s green flashed from Draco’s wand to her father, and Hermione managed a squeak of denial as he slumped bonelessly to the ground.

Snape caught Tonks’ still swinging head, and cut it loose from the noose. He set it on a table he’d conjured and used his wand to cut open the top of her skull. He saved her scalp in one box, and then pulled out her brain and put it into another large specimen jar. Turning back to her corpse, he cut off both her hands and her feet with severing charms and left them where they lay, before levitating her now empty head to rest in between them.

Snape looked at Crabbe and Goyle and shook his head. They were playing with the other body, pushing and swinging it about, trying to hit each other with the dangling guts. He snapped, “Crabbe, Goyle! Quite playing with your food and get that meat ready to go!”

Harry looked sick, and asked, “Meat?”

Snape levitated Tonks corpse over and laid it next to Harry. He bent down and ran a hand down the still curvaceous flank and slapped her ass. With practiced malice, he answered, “Yes, meat. You didn’t think we were called Deatheaters because we liked to eat killing curses did you? It is a little known fact, if you eat meat from magical creatures, it strengthens your magic. And since we are going to kill all the Mudbloods and Bloodtraitors anyways, to not eat them would be a waste!”

As Draco came over, Harry puked on Snape’s shoes. He simply stood and laughed. Draco joined in, and through his mirth said, “That’s right Potter. When we are done here, we are going to take all this meat with you to meet the Dark Lord. We plan a feast of celebration in your honor! I plan on eating that bitch’s cunt, but if you’re a good boy, and bow to the Dark Lord, he might, just might let you eat one of her tits!”

Snape drawled, “There is no magical benefit from eating muggles, but it is so satisfying to treat them like the animals they are! Now, are you going to do your part in the Mudblood’s sendoff? If you do, you get your wish and get to tap that pussy at last.”

“Never! I’ll never help you do this!”

Snape grabbed Harry’s chin, and forced him to look at Hermione, twisting on her noose. He crooned, “Never? You would let her die? Die alone and unloved? A virgin?”

Tears running down his face, Harry spat back, “Yes! Yes, I love her! But, you’re going to kill her anyways! I’m not going to help you degrade her! I’ll not sink to your level, scum!”

Draco smirked and drew his wand. “We’ll just see about that Potter! You can go lift her up, and save her.” He stepped back and dispelled the bindings, then banished Harry’s clothing. “Go to her! Go to your filthy Mudblood Potter!”

Nude, facing four wands, Harry looked down at the gutted, headless corpses of the other two women. Then, his eyes, almost unwillingly swept to his friend, slowly swinging, and kicking futilely as she hung, inches from the ground. With a sob, he ran to her and grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up. The noose loosened just enough for her to get a strained gasp of air, and her legs, like Tonks’ had, sought a better grip and wrapped desperately around Harry’s waist.

Harry cried into her breast, “I’m sorry Hermione! I failed! I couldn’t save you!”

Hermione’s slick crotch ground against Harry’s erection, and unable to express herself in any other manner, she began arching her back to try to get his cock lodged in the entrance of her pussy. Sensing the difference in her movements, Harry pulled back to look into her desperate eyes. She mouthed, still unable to speak, “Please! Please, Harry! I love you!”

Harry choked, but nodded, meeting her eyes, he said, “I love you, too! If this is what you want…”

He shifted his grip down and clutched her tight ass and lined her up on his cock. Harry felt the head of his cock sink into her slick pussy, and immediately run into an obstruction. With a grimace, he tore through her hymen and plunged his cock into her depths. She flinched at the pain, so Harry held himself still, until her eyes met his once more and she gave him a sad, forced smile.

Harry began sawing his cock in and out of her pussy. He looked down, fascinated to see where they were joined. Hermione’s prominent labia seemed to caress his cock, reluctant to give up their prize with every outstroke, and eager for every plunging plundering of her depths. Harry locked his lips on one of her hard little nipples and felt his balls tensing, ready to fill her with his sperm. He felt another wave of despair as he realized that even as he filled her virgin womb, she’d never bear his children, and that neither of them were likely to live another hour. Hermione came on his cock as he filled her pussy, and then went limp.

Someone reapplied the bindings to Harry and he watched helplessly as they dispelled her bindings then bound her spread-eagled, cunt dripping his cum, and still hanging.

Draco ordered, “Crabbe, Goyle, get me that bitch’s pelt. Professor, keep her alive while you harvest her for potion ingredients if you can.”

Snape dispelled the noose, and Hermione’s head fell forward. Only the slight movement of her breasts gave any indication that she was still alive. Snape stepped forward and with his potions knife, cut a series of shallow incisions, just through the skin. First around the base of her neck, then down her shoulders and the length of her arms, and finally, from the base of her neck down her abdomen to her mound, around her pussy and down both legs, where he finished by drawing bloody cuffs around her ankles and wrists. Crabbe and Goyle stepped up with skinning knives and began to peel back the skin on her chest, while Snape forced a couple of blood replenishing potions and a pain killing potion down her abused throat, so that the blood loss and shock wouldn’t kill her immediately.

When Crabbe and Goyle had peeled the skin away from her breasts and belly, Snape stepped forward and reached through the incision and began removing her organs. Ovaries, womb, liver, spleen, kidneys, intestines, each was pulled from her and followed by a quick healing charm to stop the bleeding.

Draco watched in satisfaction, eyes flicking between the Mudblood’s destruction, and Harry’s tortured face as he too watched his lover’s destruction. Draco wasn’t the only observer. Albus Dumbledore watched from a corner of the garden, disillusioned so as not to be noticed, he was eminently enjoying the Mudblood’s fate, just as he had enjoyed the other two women’s. Too bad he couldn’t get a pair of gloves. She looked like she’d make fine leather! Wistfully, he wished he could sneak into the feast they’d talked about, but that wouldn’t be good for his image. Besides, he had to ‘save’ Harry soon.

Just as Crabbe and Goyle pulled her hide free from her arms and started working down her back, Snape finished, and cast an Enervate spell on her so that Hermione could enjoy their attentions fully. She gasped and screamed, looking down on her body’s ruin in horror and shock. Crabbe and Goyle finished skinning her legs, and held up her pelt like a trophy for both Harry and Hermione to see.

Draco stepped up within inches of her face. He sneered, “Well, now you’re nothing but meat! So, you won’t need hands or feet!”

Draco cast severing charms and cut off her feet then her hands, while Snape again cast healing charms to stop the bleeding. Both Harry and Hermione screamed, her in pain, and he in denial. Draco reached down and grabbed her ponytail and dragged Hermione’s gutted, skinned, handless, and footless body over to Harry.

He gave them both a beautific smile, and said, matter-of-factly, “There, the preparations for the celebration are complete. Time to go!”

Crabbe grabbed Mrs. Granger’s carcass, while Goyle gathered Nymphadora’s. Snape banished the worktable he’d been using, stored the last of Hermione’s potion ingredients and pulled Potter to his feet. Snape held out an empty Firewhiskey bottle and as soon as they all had a grip, he started to activate the portkey to take them to the Dark Lord.

Suddenly, just as the portkey was activating, Dumbledore summoned Harry from Snape’s grasp, and the four Deatheaters, and their three prizes disappeared. Harry landed at Dumbledore’s feet, and looked up into the twinkling eyes of his Headmaster, the Greatest Wizard Alive, Defeater of Grindenwald, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot. With a negligent wave, Dumbledore banished Harry’s bonds and reached down to help him to his feet.

Harry’s mind raced. All of the shocks of the last half hour; seeing two women he knew and liked butchered, having sex with the love of his life, only to see her destroyed before his eyes, expecting his own torture and death would be following soon thereafter, and then being rescued by Dumbledore, had broken through the memory charms. Suddenly, he remembered how many times he and Hermione had discovered their feelings for each other, only to have the relationship crushed by this man. How long had he been watching? Was he now going to try to tell Harry that it was just terrible that he couldn’t have arrived soon enough to save Hermione, her mother and Tonks? Harry’s eyes narrowed in surmise, he’d bet that the old goat-fucker had been watching the show! And no doubt he’d say Hermione was beyond saving now, anyways, so why bother trying to mount a rescue!

Instead of reaching for Dumbledore’s hand, Harry shot his hand to Dumbledore’s beard, got a good firm grip and yanked as hard as he could. The old wizard yelped and started to fall forward. Harry still naked grabbed Dumbledore’s wand then leapt to his feet and slammed his knee into the Head-Bastards face!

The impact shattered both Dumbledore’s nose and glasses, driving the two pieces of his glasses into his eye sockets. Dumbledore fell backwards onto his bony backside and reached for his bloodied nose. Harry loomed over him, shaking in outrage. He screamed down at the old wizard, “You bastard! You’ve been using compulsions and obliviations on both Hermione and I! Just so your precious boy-who-lived wouldn’t embarrass you by dating a Muggleborn! Then, you let this happen! I bet you watched the whole thing!”

Dumbledore gapped up at Harry dumbly, still struggling with the sudden savagery and pain. He simpered, “Harry my boy! You are overwrought! This was terrible, but hardly my fault.”

Harry snarled, “Yeah? Right! See you in hell Dumb-as-a-door!” And with that, Harry began his decent into darkness, with a Reducto spell cast using his new wand, which made the Headbastard’s head explode like a melon.

Well. The story immediately above seems well-composed, but as I actually like the canon ending/ships of Harry Potter, and am personally disinterested besides in "evil, manipulative Dumbledore" stories, I didn't read more than a couple snippets. I've seen rather too many fics in that vein to find it particularly novel.

That said, this is just my personal opinion, and I am sure that there are loads of people who think otherwise. It looks good enough stylistically and mechanically to stand on its own merit, at any rate.

Unrelatedly, I quite liked the one with the time traveling Hermione being cooked by her past self.

Hoping to see more sooner or later..

Bump for joy! We're alive!

Has anyone found/wrote any new HP stories during gurochans absence?

New story from wolfmeal, the guy who wrote "hogwash spitroast - hard vore version"

Willing Hermione - hard vore version

aryion.com/g4/view/347802

There is also a soft vore, alternate ending, and deleted scene in the main gallery as well as other non potter stories

aryion.com/g4/view/305183

>>5781
here are 4 variations of the same picture that the author commissioned for "willing hermione"

aryion.com/g4/view/351852
aryion.com/g4/view/351853
aryion.com/g4/view/351854
aryion.com/g4/view/351856

>>6176

And here is Hermione after cooking

aryion.com/g4/view/351943

aryion.com/g4/view/351944

>>6176
>>6346
Nice! I quite like Canime's work, and that is one sexy Hermione.

>>6397
It is isn't it, have you seen his one page with the sketch of hermione, ginny, luna, and cho? I would like to see what else he can do with the potter verse gals.

>>6401

I don't know about Fuzzy, but I certainly haven't. Got a link?

Here it is, but I am sorry I got your hopes up, there is literally nothing going on its just a quick concept sketch basically, clothes and everything, just to show how he imagines them. I was just commenting on how I would like to see something actually done with them like wolfmeals willing Hermione sketches...

aryion.com/g4/view/351995

Not a HP fan, but some great use of the characters.

Here is part 2 of Willing Hermione, it is a continuation of the alternate ending of part 1 which should be read first (it gives the explanation of how there can be a part 2 in the first place...)

Part 2

aryion.com/g4/view/357491

Part 1 with alt ending

aryion.com/g4/view/347803

>>6861

???

There was this story about Hermione giving her self to draco together with a charm in a box sealed up so only after her death he could get to it. I saw it here sometime ago, dose anyone know where i could find it?

>>7037

Here you go, lt's the five part story "Hermione's Offer"

hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Dokariss/17940/Hermiones-offer

It's one of the story's listed in the first response >>3394

>>7556
Hogwarts Meatgirl Catalogue - Aoi Hikari
(Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, cannibalism, consensual)

(Information cross post)

>>4943
The Price of Failure
[Harry Potter; vore, snuff, mf, rough sex, abuse dom/sub]

Cross Post, just realized i missed this one somehow...

>>7655
Hermione browses for girlmeat (F/F, Canni, Snuff, Hermione, Luna, Harry Potter, Cons)
By TheVisitorBlack

(Info cross post)

Willing hermione part 3, by wolfmeal

aryion.com/g4/view/369804

Parts 1 and 2 are in wolmeal's gallery if you gave not read them, parts 2 and 3 are a continuation from the alt ending of part 1

(Link post)

>>7950
Hermione goes for seconds on Girlmeat (F/F, M/F, Deep Frying, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, D/s, willing) by thevisitorblack

Part two of "hermione browses for girlemeat"
>>7655

Info cross post

>>8561

CosplayBabes vs. The Legions of the Undead, By Deathstalker

Chapter One: Hermoine Granger

Zombies, and chapter 1 is, so far, the only one with HP characters, very much guro you have been warned

Got a premise that I don't feel up to writing. Let's call it the "Candygirl Spell". The target's body is temporarily stashed in the same place that an Animagus' normal body gets put, and a candy/confection/cake/pastry body is created in its place. The target's mind is then linked to the dessert body, which is then animated. When the spell ends, uneaten remains of the dessert body vanish, the subject's normal body is returned, and their mind is linked back to their normal body.

The dessert body is basically a dessertification of the target, though the degree of detail can vary based on the intent of whoever's writing a story using the spell, or perhaps based on the intent of the caster. I'm thinking that breasts should still jiggle, and should have a creamy filling, but bones, organs, etc are an open question. Bones being made of the same stuff as candy cigarettes seems like an interesting possibility, and other materials as alternates.

Additionally, the makeup of the dessert body should vary based on the temperament of the target: Daphne Greengrass might be made of a cake that's often mint flavored, to hint at her "Ice Queen" persona, for example. Perhaps a crispy shell, with a creamy center?

Anyway, anyone can play with this idea (and I hope y'all do). Thoughts?

>>8788
That sounds...
Harmless and cute.

Not a terrible idea, but kind of hard to sell here when it sounds like a plausible spell for a children's series.

I think that would be a good story. A "soft" cannibalism story. Kinda like Susan, in the vein that it has the characters surviving instead of perishing

>>8882
Funny: you think a children's series would include details like cream-filled tits, or chewy nipples?

>>8893
Glad *someone* gets it. Exactly the kind of idea I'm aiming at.

Willing Hermione pt 4/final part

aryion.com/g4/view/385987

FYI; Hermione isn't cooked in this one, ginny and part of Harry are, just so you know beforehand, unlike me...

Unfortunately it's not as graphic as it could be

Spectral Noose - Lycanthrope

archiveofourown.org/works/10571079

That is a really cool story I would love to see more..

It's Alive!

Anything new while gurochan was down?

Does anyone know who wrote feast of lestrange or where I can read it?

>>10539
blackriderfae

As to where you can read it, it used to be on pulptoon years and years ago. Perhaps there's an archive of it somewhere, and while this might be presumptious I imagine the person most likely here who might have a copy would be "thevisitorblack" as they are also a pulptoon member and have posted in blackriderfae's threads before

Anything new in the HP world?

>>11705
Not really, a few new vore fics on aryion
Some new decent vore art by NinjArt1st
thevisitorblack's story update has been on radio silence since the site outage
"A World Not Fit to Live In" on AFF, is probably too tame for gurochan, but it's extremely abusive, lots and lots of graphic abuse, definately too extreme for 'normal' fanfiction, but not enough for gurochan, and it's taken a 'less graphic' turn in the latest chapter
So...I haven't really come across a gurochan worthy story anywhere since the aforementioned spectral noose

>>11709
>>9502
Anon who posted these messages
I wrote a story myself this morning.
A Different Kind of Stuffing,
...featuring Hermione getting stuffed with cum, but not for thanksgiving.

>>11718
That story was pretty good thanks for the contribution.

Willing Hermione 5
aryion dot com/g4/view/444797

Very lengthy, more SM than Can, still excellent

I had an idea if anyone else would like to use it. Hermione finds something that brings a person back after being killed at peak health with any missing parts restored/replaced. She tricks a death eater into beheading her and taking it as a trophy. She uses a different bit of magic to spy on their meetings through said trophy. Only to find out during long boring meetings they pass the head around. So when she attempts to look and listen in she's likely to experience a facefull of crotch and a dick down her neckhole.

Sudo bump!

Anything new in the world of Potter while gurochhan was down?

Everything in its Place

Hermione has offended the house elves one too many times with her attempts to free them, and they have decided to finally put her in her place. [rape, mindbreak, lactation, soft dolcett] [commission]


https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/EvilFuzzy9/33079/Everything-in-its-Place/87795/Chapter-0/Everything-in-its-Place

https://aryion.com/g4/view/501293


FYI, the dolce to really is just a pinch of seasoning at the end, like a paragraph or two. The rest of it is a pretty good read though, shows how she went from cannon(ish) to dish pretty well.

Ellen's written some fun ones recently :)

>>19158
Link?

Or at least tell us where to find there work for those who don't know.

https://www.gurochan.cx/lit/res/20046.html

Harry Potter cannibalism stories by snufffantasy

>>3396

really great Harry-Potter canniblism story

>>15311
https://aryion.com/g4/view/554364
There's a series I wrote, I suppose. if you want 4 more stories.

How can I put stories on aryion? I am kind of lost.

https://boards.guro.cx/lit/res/20046.html

here are some storys I have wrote