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hey everybody out there! i am new to this and made my first gore peace. i am thinking of setting up a payment method so i can do custom pieces for people

the charge will be $150 for art.

let me know what you think in the comments below
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>>36799
Yes, guy is definately trolling here, but it's not offensive and managed to make me laugh also! I think trolling can be quite fun sometimes if it doesn't cross a line, like some people did lately!
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>>36801

The problem is all the supportive artists came out, gave relevant feedback, and now I feel like a prick.

>>36799

I like and respect your work Onix, I wish more troubled teenagers and trolls would have jumped in and told me how EVMC or OP were "better" than me but that didn't happen.
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yep, I also was thinking about providing nice feedback and some praises for the excellent work but there were enuogh already LOL
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>>36799
>>36801

I mean, we've had plenty serious posts like this over the years.

And let's be honest, do you really think any of us here on this backwater website for murder porn and freaky shit are going to be… socially well-attuned? lol
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>>36806

That's one of the reasons why I respect you!

>>36806

Socially well attuned?


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Literature
Greetings denizens of Gurochan, I am MissSabby; you may also call me by my pen name, Sabrina Bowman.

Some of you have probably seen me, and my stories, on Fetnoir. I will now be writing stories here, as well.

Pretty much all of these stories will be new and fresh, but I probably will import some of my Fetnoir stories at some point. I can’t guarantee it’ll be soon, or that I’ll import them all at once.

A lot of these stories, but not all of them, will generally feature myself in scenarios that I cannot write about on Fetnoir; namely, stories where I’m younger than eighteen (currently 26 irl), or pregnant. So, I’m issuing a pedo and teen warning for anyone who scrolls down further. My age in-story will hover between eleven and fifteen, but can go as low as eight (the age I started thinking about sexual things, and close to the time that my darker fantasies started to develop as well.) However, many of my stories will include other victims, who may be much younger than that.

The other warning I should give concerns pissing and scat. I tend to be realistic, and, realistically, death is messy. Though, post-mortem urination is common in many of these stories, shitting isn’t. I don’t have a scat fetish, so there won’t be much focus on it outside of making death scenes realistic; if shit or piss ends up on/in someone, it’s merely because of where the bodies ended up the moment they died. If I have a post-mortem sex scene, I will either skip mentioning of the victim shitting themselves, or have their rapist clean them up before sex.

As for sex scenes, some stories will have them, others will not; I won’t force a sex scene into a story just for the sake of having one.

Now, let’s get to some stories.
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This story is the same one I posted in Death Above. However, this version has a post-mortem sex scene.

Hunting Cheerleader

I celebrated my twelfth birthday yesterday. Today, I am going to die. Strolling, head down, through the woods, less than a hundred meters from the gate they sent me through, I’m still processing this fact. Springdale Junior High lost the football game, so my cheerleading squad was required to select a girl to be hunted and killed by players from the opposing team; I am the unfortunate girl they selected. Just minutes ago, they shoved me through the gate, to run and hide. I have, or had, thirty minutes before the hunters can come after me. I guess now I probably have about fifteen, given the slow rate at which I’m walking.

I don’t bother walking far. Many girls run and put in great effort to hide, but I know it’s pointless. This is less a hunt, and more of an execution with running. I’m going to die regardless, as I’m surrounded on all sides by an electric fence five meters high; if I manage to escape, they will hunt me down, along with my family, and execute us all on live television. Running only delays the inevitable. This is what I agreed to when I signed up to be a cheerleader; though, considering the history of my school’s football team, I never expected to be required to live up to this particular agreement.

After taking one final glance over my shoulder, seeing that the gate is no longer in view, and scurry behind a tree. I lift my uniform—a black and orange dress with “Rabbits” stiched over the chest, adding a sense of irony to my situation—over my hips; I shiver at the cold breeze brushing my smooth pussy, having left my panties near the entrance. I sit, back against the tree, sighing in response to the gentle coolness of the soil against my ass. I lift my dress again, placing my two of my fingers between my slit, and begin masturbating.

I rub slit gently for several minutes. Soft moans begin emanating through the trees as I lose myself in the moment, and I barely register the horn bellowing in the distance. Knowing that was the signal for the hunters to seek me out, I plunge my middle finger into my hole and start fucking myself, while I two fingers on my other hand to frantically rub my pussy. My moaning becomes louder, my breathing heavy and rhythmic. I know they’re going to hear me, but I only care about cumming one last time. This single purpose keeps the fear, and the numerous regrets of everything I will never be able to do with my life tragically cut short. In some ways, as I sit there rubbing one out, knowing my demise draws near is bringing my arousal to new, previously unexplored, levels. I can think of no better way to go out, unless the boy who finds me gives me my first, and last, experience with a cock, before I’m dead meat. Considering the competition among the hunters to get the kill first, I know this is unlikely. Even the knowledge that I may die without ever getting to make love to someone, though rather depressing, is contributing to my arousal.

Hardly any time passes before I hear one of the hunters approaching my hiding spot. The sound is barely audible amidst my loud moaning, and the squishing of my fingers in my pussy, there is no mistaking the footsteps, moving down the path.

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I got bored, so I wrote a quick alternate ending to the original story.

Hunting Cheerleader: Ending II

I celebrated my twelfth birthday yesterday. Today, I am going to die. Strolling, head down, through the woods, less than a hundred meters from the gate they sent me through, I’m still processing this fact. Springdale Junior High lost the football game, so my cheerleading squad was required to select a girl to be hunted and killed by players from the opposing team; I am the unfortunate girl they selected. Just minutes ago, they shoved me through the gate, to run and hide. I have, or had, thirty minutes before the hunters can come after me. I guess now I probably have about fifteen, given the slow rate at which I’m walking.

I don’t bother walking far. Many girls run and put in great effort to hide, but I know it’s pointless. This is less a hunt, and more of an execution with running. I’m going to die regardless, as I’m surrounded on all sides by an electric fence five meters high; if I manage to escape, they will hunt me down, along with my family, and execute us all on live television. Running only delays the inevitable. This is what I agreed to when I signed up to be a cheerleader; though, considering the history of my school’s football team, I never expected to be required to live up to this particular agreement.

After taking one final glance over my shoulder, seeing that the gate is no longer in view, and scurry behind a tree. I lift my uniform—a black and orange dress with “Rabbits” stiched over the chest, adding a sense of irony to my situation—over my hips; I shiver at the cold breeze brushing my smooth pussy, having left my panties near the entrance. I sit, back against the tree, sighing in response to the gentle coolness of the soil against my ass. I lift my dress again, placing my two of my fingers between my slit, and begin masturbating.

I rub slit gently for several minutes. Soft moans begin emanating through the trees as I lose myself in the moment, and I barely register the horn bellowing in the distance. Knowing that was the signal for the hunters to seek me out, I plunge my middle finger into my hole and start fucking myself, while I two fingers on my other hand to frantically rub my pussy. My moaning becomes louder, my breathing heavy and rhythmic. I know they’re going to hear me, but I only care about cumming one last time. This single purpose keeps the fear, and the numerous regrets of everything I will never be able to do with my life tragically cut short. In some ways, as I sit there rubbing one out, knowing my demise draws near is bringing my arousal to new, previously unexplored, levels. I can think of no better way to go out, unless the boy who finds me gives me my first, and last, experience with a cock, before I’m dead meat. Considering the competition among the hunters to get the kill first, I know this is unlikely. Even the knowledge that I may die without ever getting to make love to someone, though rather depressing, is contributing to my arousal.

Hardly any time passes before I hear one of the hunters approaching my hiding spot. The sound is barely audible amidst my loud moaning, and the squishing of my fingers in my pussy, there is no mistaking the footsteps, moving down the path.

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Very nice! Personally I prefer Ending 1 but I can see the appeal of both :-D Excited to see what you come up with next!
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I love both versions! Thanks.

Requests
Anyone know any manga/art where the girl loves the pain and masturbates at the same time?

Can be anything. Hanging, amputation, shooting, stabbing, futanari ball crushing, stuff like this.

BTW souce of image is https://hitomi.la/doujinshi/shijimi-chan-uchuu-ichi!-|-shijimi-chan-is-the-best-in-the-world!-english-1014140.html

Requests
two mens eating mermaid still alive japanese manga
anyone know?
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This?
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>>14058
I'm not op but please link this

Requests
Looking for the rest of the Pages if anyone knows the name that would be awesome.
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>>14080
This is all I have.
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[Konnyaku Nabe (magifuro Konnyaku)] R-18G na Gensoukyou Oryouri Nisshi (Touhou Project)

3D CGI
Decoration- Eyeteeth
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Decoration- Eyeteeth
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Decoration-Eyeteeth
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i think they were trying to upload pictures from this series!

Requests
does anyong have this artist's other works?

Requests
This is the single greatest guro image ever made and the artist is a total mystery, no one knows who they were, or where they went.

Could someone translate the words Iroha is saying please? Iroha is being released for Samurai Shodown as DLC so I want to celebrate through Knowing what the Fuck she is saying here lol
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旦那さまの為にがんばりますっ!!
I will do my best for my master!!

大丈夫です
All right.

必ず勝ちます!
I will always win!

その後
After that.

Gore & Death
Работа называется "Дольчеттка", другие работы можете найти тут: https://www.pixiv.net/users/12489335
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Испорченный подарок сестры
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Последний урок Эльзы
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Испанский цветок
Без цензуры можно увидеть тут:
https://www.patreon.com/PianistJK

Requests
Latest comic looks amazing, where do I find it
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>>14070
Go to his pixiv and under this pic is a link to a website. i think its like 10/15$. Would buy it but i was disappointed in his last 3 works so promised myself i wont until he makes something decent in content.
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>>14072
I think his work where it's soldiers killing the zakos is a lot better than the vore/creature stuff so this one looks promising

Artwork
i'm gonna be uploading my drawings here because why not

sup, i'm mostly drawing headless girls

Literature
As a 16 year old teenage girl, I never thought my life would be so violent. I never thought I would have so much power and control.

Never did I think a year ago that I would be where I am now.

I can't go back home and I can't talk to any of my old friends or even some family.

Nothing will go back to normal. This is my new normal.

I'll never leave this Island.

It's so fucked up. I never asked for this but now I can't imagine my life any other way.

My psychiatrist gave me this journal to keep my thoughts in one place. She said people - especially young girls like me - find it hard to transition to the island.

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Interesting start! I do enjoy a premise that creates a world where all sorts of different stories can happen :-)
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When I first arrived upon the island in which no one names.

I actually had a mental breakdown.

I thought nothing was real and my world as I knew it was spinning around me.

I'm no virgin. I had sex with boys and girls in high school.

But man was this island something else.

The island was the first of many for me.

It was the first time I saw death.

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Gore & Death
Old one broke.

Electro torture - anything involving people getting electrocuted.
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>>79944

I mean it's probably just at bump limit, but sure here you go

Requests
another picture plz

Literature
Was looking for a story read a while back. Was about a a kinda uneven fantasy fight club were a woman his fighting a were wolf. the were wolf rapes her and the resulting massive amount of were wolf cum makes her belly burst. Would put this under requests but that tab doesn't appear to work at the momment.
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Sorry, can't find it but I found something else with bursting:
https://www.gurochan.cx/lit/res/11022.html

File Sharing
Few year ago i find a clip from an old anime with suggestive cannibalism. A girl offer her body for sacrifice to sort of minotaure people, in order to eat her.
I can't remember the name of this anime. Anybody Can help me ?
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I could.
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"Plate of the Minotaur" By Fujiko F. Fujio
AKA: "The Minotaur's Plate"

Dish of the Minotaur
ミノタウロスの皿
minotaurosunosara

The location of the video in japanese.
http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm12672294
I've been looking for an English video.

Requests
Source pls!
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[雨がっぱ少女群] 因果のターミナル
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Literature
The Murderer Rises Up
"Genesis 1"
A serialized erotic psychomachia

I stroked my hard cock through my orange prison jumpsuit, feeling it
throb in anticipation. My cellmate groaned as he pulled out his
cock and let a loose a heavy flow of urine into our stainless steel
toilet. The sound of his urination reminded me of better times
when I would lie in my bed and listen to the rain falling onto the
eaves and the cars outside. The horror of my youth even corrupted
the positive memories I had of listening to the rain. I'd spend
entire nights listening to the rain and not sleepng at all.
Worrying over whether my mother would enter my room and rape me on

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Gore & Death
440958
Girls caught in chains and impaled & penetrated

Literature
Daphne knew that she was innocent, and as she walked down the busy street, glancing over her shoulder, she was sure that her hunter knew that as well. Vampires got a bad rep, but as the magical world became more accepting, and sexy vampires became a big thing in pop culture, that stigma was slowly being torn away. Daphne fit into that “Sexy vampire” classification. She was tiny, standing at only 5 '3 and weighing less than she looked. She’d cut her raven black hair neck short earlier that day to celebrate her 18th birthday, and her pale skin was almost flawless. Her big brown eyes peered through the crown searching for her hunter, but she found no sign of her.
“I won’t die tonight,” she said desperately as she clenched her Black hoodie as it clung to her body. With the hoodie, she wore a short, short skirt and black pantyhose that accentuated her slender legs all the way down to her black boots. Okay, maybe she wasn’t entirely innocent, maybe she enjoyed tempting guys, playing with their feelings, breaking their hearts, but she never killed anyone damn it! She calmed her breathing.
“Hey young lady,” a man's voice said, causing her to jump a little. She turned to a voice and found a concerned-looking older man. She once again calmed herself and flashed him a warm smile, dimples appearing at the end of her full lips. As she looked up at him, her big brown eyes practically sparkled. She was sure that her adorableness combined with the mini skirt had put the man under her spell. Vampires being able to supernatural seduce people was a myth, she was just naturally damn sexy
“Oh, thank you, sir, for being worried,” she said, stepping towards him. “I am in a bit of trouble; do you think you could help me out?” she asked.
“Uhh uhm of course,” he said, his face going bright red. “What do you need help with?”
“Well you see sir; I’ve just been visiting here. I don’t really know my way around town, and I don’t have much money. I need to get out of here really bad and really fast, it’s important, but I don’t even know where the train station is. Do you think you could tell me the fastest way to get there?” she asked.
“Well um, I don’t know young lady. I know a pretty fast way but its not safe” he said. “I could give you a ride, that will be a lot safer,” he said.
“No thank you,” she said still smiling up innocently. Any danger the normal world provided she was sure she could handle, she just needed to get away from that…that thing. The man sighed.
“Well the fastest way from here is actually though there,” he said gesturing towards an alleyway a few feet away. “Just go straight through there and the train station is on the other side,” he said. The vampire almost found herself thanking God but remembered she quite frankly hated the man. Her luck couldn’t be better it seemed. “But that alley is pretty shady young lady. Plenty of bodies have shown up there ya know” he added.
“That’s okay” she squeaked happily. “I can handle myself,” she said twisting her hips seductively as she held her hands behind her back. The man frowned again, his eyes occasionally drifting down to her slender legs which were only covered by a thin layer of fabric
“If you say so,” he said quietly. She stared up at him expectantly. He looked confused for a moment, before pulling out his wallet.
“Here take this, should get you a ticket and something to eat. Maybe some new clothes too” he said handing her some crumpled up bills. She snatched the money out of his hand, moving so fast that her hand was a blur.
“Thank you, sir,” she said before booking it towards the alley. As she ran down the alley she hastily looked down at the bills and scowled. “Two fifths?” she said to herself “That’s all the old cheapskate gave me? I bet that’s the hardest he’s been in fucking years! Could have given me a little more at least” she said. Suddenly she felt as if she was flying. Time slowed down as her feet lift off the ground. But she wasn’t flying, the pavement was becoming closer, and closer. She was failing, and moments before she hit the ground the pain hit her. Daphne crashed into the pavement and screamed in pain as she clutched the bloody wound on her belly. She managed to turn around and see the very thing she feared most standing behind her. The vampire’s eyes widened as the girl stepped closer to her. Where Daphne was sexy in the cute kinda way, this girl was sexy in the sexy kind of way. She had beautiful waist-length golden blonde hair, and a slender yet curvaceous figure ripped straight from Hollywood. She wore a white T-shirt that clung tightly to her frame, her C-cup boobs seemingly about to pop out. With it, she wore a pair of booty shorts that were just as short as Daphne’s mini skirt and showed off the blonde's long, muscular legs. Daphne felt like she had to scream but found that she couldn’t move. Instead, her lower lip quivered and a feminine whimper slip through them. The woman smiled at her, and boy it was a hell of a smile. Bright and kind, her blue eyes taking in Daphne as if she was an old friend. She could almost be a normal girl, well not normal, exceptional to be sure but not supernatural. That wonderfully sweet cheerleader that’s nice to everyone, the girl that passes every class with straight As and happily helps anyone with their studies, the head of the church choir. She could be any if not all of those things if it weren't for the golden hilted short sword she gripped in her right (rather dainty) hand which was dripping with blood.

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