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to the admins:

When I click on "Comment too long, view post No..... to see the full comment" the full comment don´t open.

in the Literature section, clicking on the 'comment too long click to read the full comment' doesn't work, and just repeats the screen with the short comment.

The long post issue should be good now: >>>/dis/25198

Sorry we didn't notice it quicker

Where's the report thread in discussion? There's cp spam again

Apparently, a large post was supposed to be cropped when seen in the board, but ends up the same thing in the thread as well, like this: https://boards.guro.cx/g/koko.php?res=108836&page=2#p2_130169
I can’t really view the post as the system says to, because it was broken.

There seems to be a site wide issue with long posts being unreadable even when looking at the thread directly.

>>25196
pic related. Cannot expand to read the full post no matter what I try

Thanks for telling, one of the recent software updates must have broken it.
Reverted them for now, so you can read long posts.

>>16455
nice.

I have some pics, some sythetic pics for the brain, if you want I can send them to you for v2

Thank you! I'm looking forward to trying this out when my PC is repaired.

Is there anything we should know about how to get good gens? Like, preferred resolution, steps, weights etc?

dont work for wai illustriou 17.0

Cute! Requests?

>>38026
Any chances you still planing to do this project? :(

>>43230
yeh but since i dont have the file anymore id have to trace over the jpeg after i copy file to my computer. its a hassel to do so its not really on my to do list just kinda there when i run out of things to do.

>>43232
That's ok. Im not going to insist or anything. You are in quite bad situation right now and im surprised you even come back.
But im happy that you did. I hope you will continue it at some point. Im really looking forward to some Carrot snuff/necro comic. There is little art like that with her or Wanda around. 🩷

Any news?

I hope you're okay.

Awesome work vegannot!

>>64537
Next should be Vanny.

>>63904
Please do.

>>21215
Making a LoRA, especially something complicated like bisection requires lots of training data, and diagonal are very rare, especially when you want it to work on 2D. (too much 3D images in LoRA tends to makes the output look 3D as well)
That's why I also gave up on coronal plane cutting.

>>21371

Is there a list somewhere of all guro related loras?

>>20658
>>21370
I was humoring myself and looking into whether I actually could in fact do an encrypted file names 7z archive, but realized something:

Catbox says they max out at 200MB even when logged in, and the largest of the existing LoRA Zip archives on Catbox is nearly 600MB!

What secret am I missing for uploading >200MB files?

>>22728
I don't know about catbox, but in case they simply lowered the max filesize limit while keeping the old files:
you can span a single file into multiple zip files
https://duckduckgo.com/?q=multipart+zip+file

>>22738
I'm well aware of the splitting of archives.

But I actually checked for old snapshots on web.archive.org and it shows that catbox has had a 200MB limit for every year since 2015 (not a typo)

>>22507
Thanks. Electro torture is my favorite.

If I upload a picture of someone, will you take pictures of them too?

>>22806
> If I upload a picture of someone, will you take pictures of them too?

Presuming you mean make guro videos, no guarantees. I did the first one for someone who is a good friend, the second one as a "why the hell not?"

But if another face inspires me, then it could happen.

>>22794

It suits you! 🤭❤️

>>22807
How can I send you pictures? There are some girls I would like to see.

>>107310
Do you have the whole art of this website?

I'm gonna have to break it to ya brother, ain't nobody bothered to save any of that 13yo as fuck art the time they were posting.
I think EDramatica has some of their stuff saved, but if you want you go on a suicide mission, try the web archive with the original DA page.

And ask around DA if you could, create a burner account, look at who followed Rockosocko in the archived page, and ask them politely about it.

Best i could do

I suppose I shouldn't complain, because you're delivering guts instead of torturing cat girls to death. Still, the endless supply of Tim Burton character eyes and black leatherlatex outfits has grown tiresome.

Thanks for doing the blonde ones. I like the creations but would like it more without the gag-ball-thing. Could you also do more without that? With usual outfits or luxury dresses would also be apreciated.

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>>6029
since I do not have good dataset to begin with, accept the very old gallery that I collected from Muki's Kitchen (Dolcett style role playing gallery). I pick a few good pictures and convert it to hires and start the training. The result is inconsistent as I only have 7 pictures and not quite enough for AI to recreate the concept in verity scene.

>>6030
we can observed the abdomen muscle is now correctly present under up side down condition. As well as the human face is managed to generated. I think the AI must be trying very hard to draw a up side down face. ;)

First time posting a pic after 10 years in this site

Kelly’s face was a mask of pure agony. Her features were twisted and contorted, her mouth hanging open as broken, miserable sobs poured out of her. Thick tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with dried vomit, saliva, and blood, leaving long, glistening trails across her skin. Her once-pretty face, the same one that had earned her money and attention in front of cameras, was now swollen, blotchy, and streaked with ruin. Her eyes were wide and bloodshot, the whites completely red from the strain of screaming and crying. They darted around frantically, filled with terror and disbelief, as if she still couldn’t fully process what had been done to her. Every few seconds her eyelids would flutter, heavy with exhaustion, before another wave of pain forced them open again. Her entire body trembled violently in the chains. The muscles in her arms, legs, and stomach twitched and spasmed uncontrollably, the raw, skinless patches on her thighs and upper arms quivering with every sob. Her chest heaved in ragged, shallow breaths, her small tits rising and falling rapidly as she fought to stay conscious through the overwhelming pain radiating from her lower body. The former beauty that had defined her career was gone. Her once-smooth skin was now marred by burns, blood, and open wounds. Her blonde hair hung in sweaty, matted clumps around her face, and the elegant, seductive expression she had perfected for the camera had been replaced by raw, animalistic suffering. What remained was a broken, desperate woman whose body had been systematically destroyed. Every sob that escaped her lips carried the weight of her loss — not just of her body, but of the pretty, desirable image she had built her entire identity around. Her shoulders shook with the force of her crying, and her head hung forward in utter defeat, the last remnants of her pornstar confidence completely shattered.

The Snatcher snapped her fingers sharply. In an instant, the chains vanished into thin air. Kelly’s body dropped without warning, crashing hard onto the cold stone floor. A broken cry escaped her as the sudden impact sent fresh waves of agony through her pierced wrists and ankles. She tried to push herself up, and although the hooks were gone from her wrists and ankles, but the wounds made it impossible to bear any weight. Her arms gave out immediately, and she collapsed forward, curling into a tight fetal position with her ruined, smoking asshole pointed directly toward the Snatcher. The Snatcher watched her for a moment before waving her hand lazily. From the floor in front of Kelly, a tall, obsidian-black cock began to rise from the ground. It stood 120 centimeters high — nearly four feet tall — narrow and tapered at the tip but gradually thickening toward the base, where it was embedded firmly into the stone. The surface had a glossy, almost glassy texture, dark and menacing under the dim light.

“Get over there,” the Snatcher ordered coldly. “Crawl to that cock and start sucking the tip.”

Kelly let out a weak, miserable sob. Her wrists and one ankle were completely useless. She tried to rise onto her knees, but the pain forced her back down. With no other choice, she began dragging herself forward on her elbows and functioning knees, keeping her body awkwardly angled so her raw, skinless thighs and arms wouldn’t drag against the floor. Every movement was slow and agonizing, her breathing coming in short, pained gasps. The obsidian cock loomed ahead of her, impossibly tall compared to her exhausted, broken form. Kelly inched closer on her elbows and knee, her body trembling with every inch she gained. Her ruined asshole continued to smoke faintly, small wisps rising from the blackened, metal-filled prolapse as she crawled. When she finally reached the base of the massive obsidian cock, she tried to pull herself up. Her knee slipped on the stone as she strained to rise high enough to reach the tapered tip with her mouth. Her arms shook violently from the effort. For a brief moment she managed to get her face near the head, her lips parting weakly as she attempted to obey. But her strength gave out completely. Her arms buckled and she collapsed forward, her face pressing against the thick base of the obsidian cock as she fell back down. She lay there panting, her body curled at the foot of the massive shaft, too exhausted and broken to even attempt rising again.

The Snatcher snapped her fingers again. The stone floor surrounding the tall obsidian shaft began to heat rapidly, the surface turning from gray to a dull red before glowing brighter with each passing second. Within moments, the area around the base of the massive cock had become a circle of searing, red-hot stone. Wisps of smoke rose from the floor as the heat intensified.

Kelly was still curled at the base of the shaft when the burning began. She let out a sharp, agonized cry as the heat reached her already damaged skin. The men stepped closer, standing on either side of the glowing circle, ready to kick her back if she tried to crawl away.

“Mount the shaft with your cunt if you want to live,” the Snatcher said coldly from her chair. “Otherwise you’ll burn to death right there.”

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“I… I am a huge whore,” she choked out, her voice hoarse and shaking. “I love sucking cock… I love it when they fucked my throat until I puke on their dicks… I swallowed so much cum, I drank it from glasses, I begged for it. I am a dirty, greedy cum slut…” She had to pause as another sob tore through her. Her body trembled on the obsidian shaft as she forced herself to continue. “I love getting fucked in both holes… I love double penetration… and especially double anal. I like when two cocks were inside my ass at the same time. It makes me feel like a total whore. That’s why they call me Kelly Fucking Wells… because I am always ready to fuck, always nasty, always begging for more. I wanted to be the dirtiest girl on set.” Kelly’s voice cracked again, thick with tears. “I became that slut because… because I like the attention. I like being used. I like the money and the way men looked at me when I let them destroy my holes. I was proud of how much I could take… I thought it made me special. I am a fucking whore who lived for cock and cum and being treated like trash.” She broke down into miserable sobs, her shoulders shaking as she hung on the shaft, unable to say anything more.

The Snatcher looked up at Kelly with a cruel little smile. “It’s time to prove your blowjob skills one more time. Suck both of them until they cum. Do it quickly — your time is limited. These men like it belly-deep in the throat, so you’d better do your best.”

The two massive black men stepped forward. A platform rose from the floor beneath them, lifting them until their cocks were level with Kelly’s head as she hung impaled on the obsidian shaft. The first man had a thick, heavily veined cock, dark brown in color with a wide, blunt head and a slight upward curve. The second man’s cock was even longer and smoother, almost black, with a narrower head that flared dramatically near the base.

Kelly’s eyes widened in terror. Her voice came out in a broken whisper. “No… please, I can’t…” But the moment the first cock was brought close to her lips, the obsidian shaft buried in her cunt began to warm. A low, ominous heat started spreading through the thick fake cock inside her. With shaking, semi-paralyzed hands, Kelly reached out. Her long French-tipped nails trembled as she wrapped her fingers around the first man’s thick shaft. She stroked it weakly, guiding the wide head toward her mouth. Her lips parted and she took him in, her throat already convulsing as she forced the blunt head past her tongue and into her esophagus. The obsidian cock inside her was growing hotter by the second. Kelly gagged hard around the first man’s cock as the heat began to build inside her cunt. She tried to focus, bobbing her head and stroking the shaft with her long nails, but the burning was already making her legs twitch. The first man didn’t last long. Kelly forced him deeper, her throat bulging around his girth as she gagged and drooled. it was the same cock who made her suffer in the very beginning. Within a minute he groaned and flooded her throat with thick cum. She swallowed desperately, her long fingernails still wrapped around his pulsing shaft as he emptied himself down her esophagus.

The second man stepped forward as the first moved aside. His cock was longer and smoother, the head narrower but the shaft much thicker near the base. Kelly’s hands shook violently as she took hold of it. The obsidian cock inside her was now burning hot, the heat radiating deep into her cunt and making her stomach cramp. She opened her mouth and took the second man’s cock, struggling to get the long shaft into her throat. Her long French-tipped nails slid along the smooth, dark skin as she tried to stroke and guide him deeper. The obsidian shaft was now scorching inside her, the heat becoming unbearable. Kelly began to choke and heave. Thick strings of bile and saliva poured from her nose and around the cock as she forced it deeper into her esophagus. Her legs kicked and trembled violently from the roasting pain in her cunt, her burned feet twitching in the air.

The second man lasted much longer. Kelly sucked and gagged desperately, her long nails scraping along his shaft as she tried everything to make him cum. Tears streamed down her face while the obsidian cock continued to burn hotter inside her, cooking her from within. Her body convulsed as she coughed up more bile around the cock. The heat in her cunt had become excruciating. Her legs kicked harder, her thighs shaking uncontrollably as the obsidian shaft roasted her insides. She could feel the tissue inside her burning and blistering around the thick fake cock. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the second man groaned and began to cum. Thick ropes of semen flooded Kelly’s throat as she gagged and heaved. At the same moment, the obsidian cock inside her reached its peak heat, burning deep into her cunt. Kelly’s entire body seized up in agony, her legs thrashing as she swallowed the last load.

The Snatcher had been watching the entire time, her bloody fingers working rapidly between her legs. As Kelly finished gagging on the second man’s cum while her cunt was being roasted from the inside, the Snatcher let out a low moan and came, her fingers buried deep inside herself as she watched the broken woman suffer on the shaft. The Snatcher snapped her fingers once more. The intense heat radiating from the obsidian shaft began to fade, though it remained hot enough to keep producing thin wisps of smoke and steam from between Kelly’s legs. The thick fake cock inside her was no longer burning at full intensity, but the damage had already been done. Kelly’s cunt was badly scorched. Her outer labia were swollen and blistered, the delicate skin red and shiny with burst blisters. The inner lips were even worse — raw, inflamed, and covered in small white blisters that had formed along the slit. Her clitoris was especially damaged, the sensitive bud swollen to twice its normal size, the hood blistered and peeling. While not as catastrophically ruined as her asshole, the sight was still horrific — a once-pretty, well-used pornstar pussy now cooked and blistered from the inside out.

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The Snatcher looked up at Kelly with a calm, almost casual expression as she spoke.

“Your tits were never really the focus of your career, were they, Jessica? You were always an ass and oral slut. Everyone remembers you for your throat and that ruined little asshole you used to have. Still… no porn slut’s tits should be left unattended.” She tilted her head slightly. “So tell me. Would you rather have your small tits skinned… or burned off with acid?”

Kelly’s face twisted in fresh horror. Her voice cracked as she immediately began to beg, her words tumbling out between sobs.

“No… please, no more… I can’t take any more. Please, just stop. I don’t want my tits skinned, I don’t want acid, I don’t want anything. Please just kill me. Please make it quick. I can’t do this anymore. I’m begging you, just end it. Please…” Her voice broke into desperate, shaking cries as she continued. “I’ve already lost everything… my body is ruined. Please, just give me a quick death. I can’t take any more pain. I’m so tired. Please, just stop hurting me. I’ll do anything, just don’t do this to my tits. Please…”

The Snatcher’s expression didn’t change. “You have to choose. Skinning or acid. If you don’t pick, I’ll do both. One after the other.”

Kelly’s breathing turned into panicked, shallow gasps. The memory of her arms and thighs being peeled made her whole body shake violently. After several long, terrified seconds, she finally forced the words out through her tears. “…Acid,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please… the acid. Not the skinning. Please, just the acid.”

The Snatcher’s lips slowly curved into a dark, evil smile. She picked up a small glass syringe filled with thick, clear concentrated acid. She approached Kelly with a calm, almost gentle demeanor, holding the syringe up so the suspended woman could see it. Without any further warning, she positioned the tip directly above Kelly’s left nipple and began releasing the acid one slow drop at a time. The first drop hit Kelly’s nipple and immediately began to hiss and smoke. Kelly’s body jerked violently as a piercing scream tore from her throat. The acid ate through the sensitive flesh with horrifying speed, the nipple shrinking and dissolving into a bubbling, smoking crater. Kelly thrashed on the obsidian shaft, her burned legs kicking wildly as she tried to twist away from the pain. The Snatcher moved to the right nipple and repeated the process, letting the acid fall drop by drop. Kelly’s screams grew even louder, raw and broken. She tried to kick at the Snatcher with her burned feet, but the woman was too quick. She stepped aside with ease, dodging each desperate kick while continuing to apply the acid with steady, deliberate movements.

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She snapped her fingers. A large pile of dry wooden logs materialized directly beneath Kelly’s dangling feet. The Snatcher lit a cigarette, took a slow drag, then casually dropped the still-burning match into the pile. The dry wood caught instantly. Small flames flickered at first, then grew rapidly, spreading across the logs with a hungry crackle. The fire began to climb. The first tongues of flame reached upward and kissed the soles of Kelly’s burned feet. The contact was instant and brutal. Kelly’s body jerked violently as a raw, agonized scream tore from her throat. The heat seared the already blistered skin on the bottoms of her feet, causing them to blacken further within seconds. She kicked and thrashed, her entire body swinging from the wires threaded through her fingernails. The flames licked higher, reaching her ankles and the lower parts of her shins. Kelly screamed again, louder this time, her voice hoarse and broken. She desperately tried to pull her legs up, using every last bit of strength she had left. Her burned muscles trembled as she fought to keep her feet out of the fire, but the effort made her body swing, putting even more strain on her already stretched fingernails. The fire continued to grow beneath her. Flames now reached the backs of her skinned thighs and the lower curves of her ass. The already scorched skin there began to blister and crack further as the heat intensified. Kelly’s screams turned into frantic, desperate pleas.

“Please! Please stop! It burns! Oh God, it burns!” she wailed, her voice cracking. “Please, I’m begging you! Make it stop!”

The flames danced just below her, occasionally licking at the ruined, blistered flesh between her legs. Her already scorched cunt and the blackened crater of her asshole were exposed to the rising heat. The sensitive, damaged tissue began to smoke again as the fire kissed her most ruined areas. Kelly’s legs weakened from the pain and exhaustion. She tried to keep them lifted, but they began to drop despite her efforts. Every time her burned feet and lower legs lowered into the flames, she would scream and struggle to pull them back up again. The cycle repeated — lift, weaken, drop, scream, lift again. Her body swung and twisted as she fought to keep her feet out of the fire, but each movement caused the wires through her fingernails to pull harder. The flames never rose high enough to engulf her completely, but they stayed constant beneath her, relentlessly burning her soles, shins, and the lower parts of her ass and cunt. The heat was constant and merciless. Kelly’s voice grew weaker, her screams turning into broken, sobbing wails as her strength continued to fade.

Her legs dropped again. This time they stayed down longer. The fire eagerly licked at her burned feet and the backs of her calves. Kelly cried out and tried once more to lift them, but her muscles were failing. She managed to raise them for a few seconds before they dropped again, sinking deeper into the flames. The strain on her fingernails was becoming unbearable. With every desperate kick and twitch of her body, the wires pulled harder against the holes drilled through her long nails. The skin around her nail beds was stretched to its limit, turning white and thin. More and richer trickles of blood began to seep from the holes as the pressure increased. One by one, her fingernails began to give way. The first nail, on her left index finger, tore at the root with a sickening, wet sound. Kelly screamed as the wire ripped through the remaining nail tissue, leaving a bloody, torn hole where the nail had been. Her body jerked violently from the sudden loss of support on that finger. The second nail followed soon after. Then the third. With each one that ripped free, more of her body weight shifted to the remaining nails, causing them to tear faster. Kelly’s screams became frantic as she felt her grip on the wires failing one finger at a time. Blood ran down her stretched arms from the torn nail beds. By the time only three fingernails remained, her body was swinging wildly. The last nails were stretched to their absolute limit, the skin around them torn and bleeding. Kelly’s voice was barely more than a hoarse, broken sob as she begged one final time.

“Please… please stop… I can’t… I can’t hold on…” The final three nails ripped free almost simultaneously. Kelly’s body dropped straight down into the burning logs beneath her. She landed hard in the flames. She screamed and thrashed, desperately trying to crawl out of the fire. Her body was covered in fresh burns as she dragged herself across the logs, sobbing and shrieking in total agony and exhaustion.

The Snatcher stood a few steps back from the burning logs, her fingers working rapidly between her legs as she watched Kelly suffer. Her breathing had grown heavy and ragged while she masturbated, her eyes fixed on the broken woman thrashing in the flames. As Kelly finally managed to drag herself out of the fire on her burned legs and nailless hands, the Snatcher let out a low moan and began to squirt. Thick, powerful streams of fluid shot from the Snatcher’s pussy and splashed directly across Kelly’s gasping, upturned face. Kelly’s mouth was open in a broken scream, and the squirt hit her tongue, her blistered cheeks, and her eyes. The Snatcher kept coming, directing the stream upward so it also hit the top of Kelly’s scorched head. Kelly’s once-beautiful blonde hair was almost entirely gone. Most of it had burned away in the fire, leaving behind only sparse, charred tufts clinging to her blistered scalp. The top of her head was scorched in several places, the skin red and raw with patches of burned flesh. Her face was heavily blistered, especially around the eyes, cheeks, and forehead, the once-smooth skin now swollen, shiny, and covered in angry red burns.

The Snatcher continued squirting, aiming the stream so it ran down over Kelly’s ruined face and dripped onto her chest. Kelly collapsed forward onto the stone floor, her body twitching and shaking from the overwhelming pain. She lay there gasping, her nailless hands curled uselessly in front of her.

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Kelly’s face crumpled. For a moment she seemed lost, her mind clearly struggling to stay present after everything that had been done to her. Then, in a broken, trembling voice that still carried the filthy cadence of her old scenes, she began to speak. The words came out hoarse and wet, laced with sobs, but she forced them out anyway, mimicking the desperate, vulgar tone she had once used on camera. “I’m… I’m a dirty fucking whore… I want the biggest cock… I want it to destroy my ass… I want it to rip me open… please… fuck this worthless cunt to death… I’m a cum-loving slut… I want the biggest fucking cock in the world to wreck my holes… I want it to split me in half… I’m a filthy pain whore… please… fuck me until I die… I want to be fucked to death… I want the biggest cock ever to ruin my ass… please… I’m just a stupid, greedy whore who deserves to be fucked to death…” Her voice cracked and broke repeatedly, but she kept going, the words spilling out between weak, miserable sobs as she lay there with her body destroyed and her mind barely holding on. “I want it deep… I want it to destroy me… I’m a cock-hungry slut… please… fuck this whore to death with the biggest cock… I want to feel it rip through me… I’m a dirty, worthless piece of fuckmeat… please… let the biggest cock ever end me… I want to die on cock… I want to be fucked to death like the filthy slut I am…”

The Snatcher stepped closer to Kelly’s collapsed form and slowly removed her sexy high heels. She revealed a long, pale foot with elegantly shaped toes and long, glossy black toenails that caught the dim light. She flexed her toes once before lowering her foot toward Kelly’s face. “Lick,” she ordered coldly. “Suck my toes while your last partner is prepared.”

Kelly, broken and barely conscious, lifted her head with visible effort. Her blistered lips parted as she pressed them against the Snatcher’s pale foot. She began licking slowly at first, her tongue dragging along the arch and between the long toes, leaving wet trails of drool. As the Snatcher’s other foot came down beside the first, Kelly grew more desperate. She opened her mouth wider and began sucking on the toes, taking them in one by one, her tongue working hungrily between them. Thick strands of saliva dripped from her chin as she worshipped the foot with frantic, almost frenzied enthusiasm, as if trying to prove her obedience.

While Kelly continued to slurp and suck on the Snatcher’s toes, a large platform materialized in the center of the chamber. Mounted on it was a sturdy pommel horse-like contraption, reinforced with heavy chains and metal shackles at both ends. The structure looked designed to hold a body in a bent, exposed position. Kelly’s eyes flicked toward the platform for only a second before returning to the foot in front of her. She sucked harder on the Snatcher’s long black-painted toes, her tongue lapping desperately between them as thick drool ran down her chin and onto the floor. Her body trembled with exhaustion and fear, but she did not stop.

One of the men walked into the room leading a massive black stallion. The horse’s coat was dark and glossy, almost unnatural in appearance, and between its legs hung an enormous, heavy cock that swung with each step. The sheer size of it was monstrous, far larger than anything human. Kelly’s eyes widened in pure terror the moment she understood. Her sucking faltered for a split second as the reality of her final fate sank in. Still, she forced herself to continue. She opened her mouth wider and took more of the Snatcher’s toes between her lips, sucking with renewed, almost frantic effort. Her tongue worked desperately between the long toes, coating them in thick saliva as she tried to show she was still willing. She knew this was the last torture, and she was terrified the Snatcher might change her mind if she showed any hesitation. So she kept licking and sucking with every last bit of strength she had left, her eyes glassy with fear while the massive stallion was led closer to the platform.

The Snatcher kicked Kelly away from her foot, sending the broken woman sprawling onto the floor with a spray of saliva. She then gave a silent nod to the two men.

They moved quickly. Grabbing Kelly under her arms and legs, they lifted her limp body and carried her to the pommel horse contraption. They forced her onto her stomach across the padded surface, then began securing her. Thick leather straps were fastened tightly around her waist, pinning her down. Her wrists were pulled forward and locked into metal shackles at the front of the device, while her ankles were spread and chained to the rear posts. The height of the pommel horse forced her burned feet onto their tiptoes, her ruined legs trembling as she struggled to maintain any balance.

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Nice. What did you use for your guts prop?

Anything I can find really that works. Usually just hunting google images.

I don't like forums...
also, does your forum allow/offer guro? If not, I don't think GC is the right place to advertise.

>>25167
We already have guro threads, everything is allowed except CSAM and realistic CGI

>>25171
I see. Well, I wish you success.
Have you advertised anywhere else besides here? How come you're starting a forum and not an IB? (Is this a refuge for ATFers?)

>>25175
Forum exist since 2024, it's not a super active forum (despite having 40 000 members) because we have a lot of lurkers.
LH isn't trying to be like ATF.

I know few places to tell about the LoliconHeaven...