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The thread in /g/ called "GIRLS SLASHED TO PIECES" is driving me insane!

A slash is a flesh cut, most of the time, can't cut anything to a pieces!

A slice could, but a chop is best to turn somethin' into pieces.

Cut - Generic, to make an opening into something with a sharp object

Slash - Tip cut, to inflict a cut with a linear motion with your wrist

Chop - Cut with a wide movement, often downwards, can dismember

Slice - A somewhat fluid cut, follows through and can dismember

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My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk.
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>>5439

Careful with That Axe. A CD by John 5 dedicated to serial killers. Epic! ^v^
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Yes, although the issues covered in the OP here are not among those that bother me. Rather I'm just constantly dying inside from people spelling "definitely" with an A, ending statements with question marks, and using commas where they shouldn't because they forgot that semicolons exist. x_x
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I dafanatalay know what you mean Aiko? I hate spelling errors, that's why I have a fear of unqualified language tutors.
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>>5435
I sure as hell would rather be sliced to pieces than slashed to pieces. Being slashed to pieces would be a much longer, more painful death!

Requests
I'm looking for images by the artist named DeadDino. He posted a couple guro images
in the art section in 2015 and I wanted to view them again and maybe find
if he still makes art.

This is an archive of Oct 4, 2015 that has the thread but no images saved.
https://web.archive.org/web/20151004143553/https://gurochan.cx/art/

I tried searching file names on google, checking other archives, but nothing has come up. If someone has an archive of images back in 2015, then these images are probably still in there. If you could share that with me, I'd appreciate it.

Pic unrelated.
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5/5 last one
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If there are more pictures drawn by this DeadDino, I REALLY would like to see them.

I've been lurking online on guro boards for a while yet I somehow didn't know of this artist till now... and they say there's nothing new under the sun :)
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Thank you very much!!!
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>>8171
He says on his deleted thread he quit making guro art. I wonder if he still makes art, guro or not. I doubt we'll find out.
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>>8203
The also legendary Carl said he quit, yet he came back to lurk on dolcettish. Nothing is final. I have my hope.

Literature
“Father, please!” Luke Skywalker begged as lightning shot through every opening of his body, causing his muscles to clench and spasm violently against the ground. He screamed over and over as his father, Darth Vader, stood by and watched. The Emperor was furious and he wanted to make his wrath known. Vader looked to his son, and then to his master, unsure of whom to help.

“Help me! Help!!!”

Through the cry of his dying flesh and blood, Darth Vader looked to his master and decided what needed to be done. He twisted behind the Emperor and attempted to wrangle him above his shoulders – but before he could even reach the Sith Lord, a red blade shot out of the air and rested swiftly into Palpatine’s right hand, lightning collecting around the saber. Vader was defenseless; he was unable to stop the weapon from slicing into his left forearm, severing the mechanical prosthesis from what remained of his arm. The apprentice bellowed in defeat as the lightning pierced through the opening of his armor, frying the inner circuitry and freezing movement of his suit. He collapsed as his suit failed, lying directly next to his son.

“I’m disappointed, Lord Vader.”

The barrage of lightning against Luke ended as he turned to address his former pupil. Skywalker moaned in pain as he rocked on the floor, his muscles still taut from the onslaught. “Father,” whispered the young Jedi futilely. He clawed over to his father with his mechanical hand, the one part of his body that continued to work against the current of pain.

“Father,” Palpatine mocked the boy, a second worth of lightning shooting out from his fingertips and into the youth. The boy screamed as the force of the lightning caused him to turn completely over, falling with his back onto Vader’s breastplate. “This is the legacy you are left with, Vader. A body unwilling to function without my support and a boy so feeble that even the weakest of the Jedi could defeat in an instant. How proud you must be.”

Luke wheezed as he struggled to regain his breath, wrapping his right arm around the shoulder of the fallen Sith Lord. “You can’t beat him,” he spat at the Emperor, his hips buckling atop his father as his legs began to recollect their strength. “My father, Anakin Skywalker, is twice the man you have ever been. Twice the Jedi. Twice the Sith.”

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This was a nice read but poor Luke though. I never thought about it but I guess a dick cut off by a lightsaber really would stay hard. That's kind of hot. Any chance you'll be writing more to it?
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Luke was alone. Two nights had passed since the death of his father, Darth Vader, and his capture at the hands of the Emperor. His world had been consumed by a pitch-black nothingness, an entity that seemed to devour physical matter and prey on emotional cracks. Light had been extinguished by an ever-consuming darkness. His body was still in shock. He felt next to nothing as he grabbed his stump, clamping down every few seconds, hoping to feel anything: throbbing pain, blistering agony, sensual desire. He just wanted to feel again. But all he could feel were the irregular heartbeats of a broken body, the numbing malaise as his eyelids drooped.

Though there was no light, he felt ashamed of his own modesty as he crouched there in the black, naked. The fragile condition of his body next to the freezing chill of the cell floor kept him constantly awake, though barely conscious. He allowed his eyes to close after another squeeze, desperately trying to evoke some sense or feeling down there. In his mind, it was all still there. The empty air above where his left hand squeezed, he still felt the sense of a penis firm and erect. The potential of euphoria felt like a titanic volcano of heat and pleasure, one he had convinced himself that he could erupt.

"Han," Luke whimpered in desperation, his eyebrows twisting up in sorrow as his left hand pressed up and down against the remainder of his manhood, occasionally slipping upward and grabbing for the air above. His soul cried out to the hells and heavens, needing, begging, as his hips bucked. There was some solace in looking back at the times he had shared with his friend; the dashing smile that he fed his way whenever he teased, the tight clothing that showed off his chiseled physique, the way he called him ‘kid’ despite all the accomplishments he’d achieved on his own. “Han, please,” cried Luke as he tugged once more at his aching sex, then twice, before crying out as a shockwave of pain shot throughout his nerves. Dead tissue from the stub broke off onto his hand, exposing the damaged muscle underneath.

The faint glimpses of his body burning never seemed to end. It was instant and went away immediately as it sliced down, but his body shook, his nerves revolted in agony. The physical trauma deadened his mind and left him shivering in the cold. Though he had lost his hand but a year prior, that pain could never compare to the physical and psychological pain he currently endured. Both angry and desperate, Luke clenched his hand over the gaping wound and stared straight up into the alcove above in contempt. Two and a half meters away, he could see his severed penis floating in midair, suspended in a small container of bacta as it slowly spun around and around.

Unlike him, his amputated cock was still hard; mocking him and his pain.

“You want it,” whispered a voice from behind, lurking deep within the shadows. Luke turned to face the mysterious voice, absentmindedly covering what remained of his manhood out of habit as he shivered in the cold. The man that had mutilated him – Palpatine – stood before him, garbed entirely in black. This was the first he had seen him since those nights had passed. Though his presence shadowed, golden illuminated eyes peered out from the depths. “That sense of being complete again, of being a man; the ability to release the seed you once ever so lazily spilled.”


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>>10483
Another three days had passed – Luke was growing emaciated and frail as little food was brought to his cell, the only light that filled the room being the dull cyan reflecting from the bacta container above. He scowled as his eyes looked up and stared at his floating flesh. Perfectly preserved and boldly firm, it was in a much better condition than Skywalker. While his wound was instantly cauterized and cleared of infection, the protective layer of burnt tissue was slowly peeling off. Pain was setting in and forcing the wounded Jedi to struggle in movement.

He sat up as best he could from the cold floor, though he was numb to the chill at this point, and squinted up at his floating cock. Maybe it could be reattached, he thought to himself. Luke winced as the stump burned suddenly as he moved, forcing him to clamp down on it with his left hand. “I just want it back,” he begged against weary eyes, his right hand lifted in the air as he tried to concentrate on the container above. There was a small rattle – the delicate sound of hinges squeaking – then nothing.

“I’m too weak.”

Fresh air and blinding light rushed into the chamber as the door behind Luke opened. The young man held his right hand over his brow and tried to look through the white flash. As his vision began to recollect itself, Skywalker saw a figure dressed in just as equally blinding white step forward. The clunk of his boots told Luke all he needed to know – this was an Imperial stormtrooper. The door behind him closed, and the figure turned to a dull chrome. The stormtrooper looked down at the wounded Jedi, tilting his head sideways. “Commander Skywalker?” Luke closed his eyes and remained quiet; was this the end? They hired some grunt to kill him?

“Do it quickly,” pleaded the Jedi, nodding downward and resigning himself to his fate. He shivered naked against the cold metal of his cell, waiting for the final seconds of his life to end. But instead of the sound of gunfire, Luke heard the sound of a helmet being removed. The youth opened his eyes and stared dimly at the man that stood before him.

“I’m afraid you're going to live to die another day, kid.” The man smiled back at Luke, stepping closely toward him before kneeling down to his eye level. He cupped the wounded rebel’s face with his hands and looked to him with sympathy. “This is a rescue mission.”


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Requests
Looking for a set of pictures where fat buy kept turning video into food and back after eating limbs of her. I saw it on Pixiv once I believe if anyone knows what I'm talking about please post or share a link to it. Girl in the picture is who I'm talking about

Literature
This is my first time writing something like this in years, and my first time writing something with the victim being a canon character. The OC used here is essentially if Stain were a hot girl who just wants to fuck. I actually adore Endeavor, i know a lot of people want him dead for their own reasons, but I just think he's hot.
Anyway, here's this. I might write her fucking up more pros in the future, I don't know.
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The only thing Enji Todoroki can think about is how much of an idiot he is. All these years and all his training and all the villains he's defeated with minimal effort, and tonight had to be the night he let his pride trip him up, the night he finally faltered, the night he allowed himself to fall victim to someone he should have been able to defeat without difficulty.

She calls herself the Temptress, but she's only recently made a name for herself. Her Quirk is nothing special in terms of combat, but if she gets a hold of someone, she can be deadly. She's not the first person to have a sort of control over people, and she's been compared to the now out-of-commission Hero Killer, though her motives aren't nearly as easy to sympathize with. The Temptress targets only men, and, from looking at the victims, it isn't hard to tell what it is she wants with them.

All she has to do to get a man under her spell is kiss them, anywhere as long as her lips touch their skin, so the idea of someone like her getting the jump on Endeavor, with all his range, is laughable. But somehow, she does.

She's faster than he expects, or stealthier, or he underestimated a woman of her build, and believed that she would be small fry, that he could take her down without even trying. Now he can't do anything but look up at her, while she surveys him, a bright grin on her face. Slowly, his flames die out, and the only part of his body he can move is his face, but his words of intimidation do nothing to deter her.

“Ooh, you're so handsome under all that fire,” she says. “I mean, I guess I could always tell you were. You know, I've always had the biggest crush on you. Getting you alone tonight is like a dream come true!”


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This is some good shit! I'm really hoping you write some more BNHA, such a good series with so many hot people.

And the Temptress is a hell of a fun villain so far!
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I agree, nice story. Would you perhaps be interested in writing something with Aizawa?
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Nice !

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Nice !

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Actually, Aizawa was the next one on the list! Planning on doing one with him, one with Kamui Woods and Mt. Lady, one with Best Jeanist, maaaaybe one with Present Mic (if I can bring myself to do it), one with All Might, one with Tomura Shigaraki, and, if I actually make it to that point, an ending where she gets her comeuppance at the hands of Kurogiri

Literature
This hasn't been around for a few years. I'll post it in sizeable sections, probably a dozen parts, or a few more.

This first piece is a 4 page Obituary Writer Hallie found on her desk one morning. It changed her life.


LIFE & DEATH IN THE D-RING
CUSTOMIZED RECRUITING AD
By REGIS

Application to Fight in Our Casinos


THE SPORT

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re: 10493

This posting is really messed up. PM me on dolcettish.com with an e-mail and I'll send you the complete story.
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This posting is so discombobulated that I've now posted the whole story in ravishu.net>Sex Stories>snuff. It requires signing in, but is free.
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Oooops! The correct address is ravishu.com. Sorry for inconvenience.
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What are ages for the younger competitors at these snuff fights?
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Literature
Here we go! Now Scarlet got the treatment, hope it's to the requestor's liking!

XXX

Corrin's forces breathe easy, having vanquished the rebellion in Cheve and taken many of their soldiers - including their leader, Scarlet - prisoner. Generally, prisoners of war are protected, and that's exactly how Corrin plans to treat them. Unfortunately for them, however, the princess can't be everywhere at once.

XXX

“On your feet, maggots. That is, unless you want to die seated?” a deep voice challenges. Hans, a reformed criminal serving as King Garon’s subordinate, strides into the center of the holding cells, oozing contempt. The group of men following him all appear to be cut from the same cloth. “King Garon wanted this rebellion crushed, not chastised, and I aim to finish the job.”

“Excuse me, ser, but we're prisoners of war. Wounded, and those who surrendered. Aren't we protected?” a blonde wearing all red armor asks. She'd be an imposing opponent, had her rebellion not been crushed only an hour before. Now, she stands in Cheve’s own dungeon, her cell set at the head of the block, offering full view of all of her compatriots. As such, it takes all Hans can muster not to laugh in her face. He can't deny she's pretty, however, and Hans would love to find out what's under that armor of hers.

“The face of the rebellion herself, eh? Scarlet, isn't it?” he says, sneering. “Soldiers are protected. Traitorous bitches who turn on their own country? They get put down.”

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>>10360
>>10475

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11557083

Here you go! I finally got around to starting an AO3 for this stuff, as well, and will begin cross-posting to there. So there'll be an archive for the work I post here.
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>>10484
Looks like they took it down guess we should go with the single fire emblem thread on here
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>>10533
Can you post the Kagerou on her I missed my chance to read it on AO3
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>>10533
Hopefully I'll have a chance to make that thread tonight. I'll post the Kagero fic there, and have two others I've written.
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>>10537
Thanks

Literature
Man I just powered through this. Hope it's as fun to read as it was to write!

XXX

“I’m honestly surprised you haven’t just given up yet, Luthier. I mean, you’re such a lost cause, and all,” Delthea says, during one of her brother’s forced training sessions. He is taken aback, not sure what it is she’s referring to. He assumes she means his inferior magical prowess, which is an incredibly low blow coming from someone as naturally gifted as his little sister.

“Do you mean my aptitude with magic? I may have to work harder than you, but I’d hardly call myself a lost cause!” Luthier retorts, doing his best to remain calm. He is trying to get Delthea to actually study, after all, the only true lost cause he can think of.

“Oh, well, yeah, that too! But I meant why do you bother trying to make friends? Nobody likes you, you’re so boring even at your best,” Delthea says, her tone one of brutal honesty. “And good luck ever finding a girlfriend. After the war, I’m going to go off to a big city, and find a handsome husband, and you’ll just be stuck back in the village.”

“I… W-what?” Luthier says, unsure of where this sudden venom is coming from. “Why would you say something like that?”

“It’s just the truth, y’know. You’re so lame, especially when you drag me off to practice magic like this. Like I need your help, I’m so much more gifted,” Delthea says, grinning wickedly. Luthier feels his rage boiling up, threatening to overflow. Still, he clenches his teeth, doing his best to contain it. Lashing out won’t do him any good, as he’s learned countless times with his precocious little sister.

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has it occured to you to have just a Fire Emblem thread?
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>>10487
Until you mentioned it now I feel kinda silly we could have all the stories in one thread from the second story
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Nice stories question do you do stuff for like traps like Lucius from Blazing Swords
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>>10532
I haven't gotten around to Blazing Sword yet but come to think of it I could definitely get into some Forrest snuff God he's so cute
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>>10536
Indeed until he speaks you would never know..

I just had an idea what if Oboro killed him if she was not his mother and fuck the dying Forrest its like almost yuri and at the same time yandere. Or revenge depending on if the mother is Nohrian worse if Forrest makes better clothes. I don't thinkk I have read a FE fic where the female does the killing and necro. Forrest is all kinds of doors

Requests
Anyone know where I can find gore fumetti comics? Like Gozzo or Oltretomba?
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vintagecomix.blogspot.ca
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Much appreciated.

Literature
It's not complete yet, but here's part 1.

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Duke descended deeper into the alien lair that resided in the bowels of the city. With each passing minute, more and more slimers, octabrains and pregnators were creating a road of dead bodies along his way.

"How deep does this shit hole go?" he yelled in despair, blasting through waves of enemies with his trusty shotgun.

After about half an hour through his journey, he began hearing feminine voices. He could hear the desperate cries of babes echoing through the halls of the damp and dark alien lair. He kept pushing on, until after one turn he reached a big open chamber. There were at least two dozen alien eggs in the middle. He then looked around the eggs, and realized - much to his dismay - that there were kidnapped babes all around the eggs. There were 3 hanging from the ceiling, their feet trapped. They were looking at Duke, pleading to be saved. 4 of them were entrapped in vines along the walls of the chamber. They were all naked and voluptuous and Duke would have loved for the circumstances to be different. He didn't really have time to oogle at the hangin' tits of the ceiling trapped babes or gaze upon the sweet flesh of the others - suddenly 2 pregnators sprang from the dark corners unto two babes, clamping their marvelous and soft tits with their pointy mouths(?) and wasting no time to penetrate deep into their succulent cunts with their penises. Duke wasted no time and sprang into action, bashing the pregnators off the two distressed girls. In the process, their breasts were violently torn away, leaving their chests mutilated. Duke then stomped the pregnators and began destroying the eggs in the middle, before more of them hatched. His ripper machine gun made short work of them.

"NOT MY BABES. NOT IN MY TOWN." he shouted with rage, but it was too late - most of the babes were probably already fucked, literally.

He went over to the first attacked babe - a tall brunette with curly hair and good physique. She was probably not even 21. She was heaving and convulsing, clearly in shock from being raped by the pregnator.

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I agree with puskiller
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would love to see a little more detail but this is great. love a good slaughter of a bunch of hot, big titted babes. please continue.
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Blasted fucking hell, I wrote another chapter and was nearly at the end, but I accidentally pressed backspace with the cursor out of the writing box and lost everything... I'll write that back though, soon.
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Behold, part 2!

Part 2




Duke knew that just throwing the pipebomb at the agile octabrains would do nothing, as they could dodge away. He had to wait for an opportunity, so he took cover, ducking in a crevice. The pack of not yet mature octabrains didn't seem to notice him, and instead stopped at the first babe that was hanging from the ceiling. She was a pretty dumb looking blond bimbo, whose arms were encased in the alien slimy structure that covered the rocky walls. She was rather shapely, sporting a pair of overgrown mammaries, probably G cups, that would have hypnotized any human with their bouncing glory.

The pack of octabrains quickly surrounded her and began licking her with their long and slimy tongues. She could have found it a bit pleasing if it weren't for the acidity of their saliva that caused her to feel like she caught fire. She started screaming her lungs out, bucking and kicking while hanging from her feeble hands - her efforts to escape the pain finally prompting the aliens to begin their feast. There were five octabrains in total. One sat behind her, waiting to gorge on her fat ass. Another gravitated around her head, while two others were licking her dangling huge twin meat orbs and the last one was going to tear at her puffy cunt and her sweet thighs.

"Oh my god....are they going to.." thought Duke observing the octabrains.

His thoughts were cut short as he witnessed the octabrains coordinatedly beginning their onslaught upon the young trapped babe. A fountain of blood formed as her jugular, and probably most of her throat, was ripped apart in a vicious bite, causing the nubile young girl to gurgle blood and silencing her screams. Her voluptuous chest was savagely bitten off...chunk by chunk by chunk, until not even her heart and lungs remained unscathed. To be fair, the size of her tits was big enough to warrant more than 6 bites from the hungry, developing aliens in order to be fully consumed. Her delicate twat was, however, promptly torn off in a single bite, along with a sizeable chunk of her uterus, leaving a gaping, bleeding hole where once her sex tunnel was. That hole grew with each moment, as the aliens took bite after bite off of her tender meat. Her suffering ended when one of the octabrains that was behind her, sunk it's teeth into the back of her skull and with a sudden clench, caved in her skull and mushed her brain - extinguishing her existence. All that was left of her were the bloody stumps of her arms that were left in the ceiling.

It turned out that the tunnel acted as a larder for alien food. All the naked, vulnerable human females were nothing more than food on display, or hosts to be impregnated and consumed afterwards at best.

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>>10259
>>10275
Yeah, that seems like a good idea.
I recommend reading the whole thing in one post in my main thread.

Now I'm done with creating other threads and spamming/bumping. Ciao.

Discussion
Seems I'm having issues with Asstr at the moment and I'm looking for a decent place to post stories. The place has to be okay with stories containing snuff, rape, and Necrophilia.

Optional features: free, and willing to accept stories containing underage girls.

Do you guys have any suggestions?
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Though I'm not very familiar with it, kristensboard.com allows snuff and underaged subjects. I'm sure the rest would be fine too.

And ASSTR seems to have had issues for quite a while, now.
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ASSTR has been having server problems that is causing site outages and other issues. The site admins are working on the problem and are considering moving to a cloud based system. I'll post the latest announcement from ASSTR in /dis/

I'd love to know if there is a place to post stories containing torture and snuff with underage characters, that also has large amounts of sexual content that might not really be entirely guro. I suppose the answer is to post here as there is already a lot of that in /lit/

If people/site admin don't like too much rape and other forms of sexual depravity that are not guro then the worst that can happen is that the story won't get a favourable response, or might get removed by the site admin. As far as I'm aware there are no rules on GUROchan regarding story content.
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>>5289
I have a webhost where I got around 19.8MB left, I dont know if storys involving children is legal where I live tho but the server is increadible stable.

If you can get on IRC(join #r9k, im banned in #guro) we can figure something out as you proabably need to send me tthe storys
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stories.xnxx.com doesn't appear to have any content restrictions at all. I also can't find a way to change the background color.

bdsmlibrary.com is a much better organized site and fits most of your criteria(free, accepts rape/snuff/necrophilia, has a "all characters are 18 or over" rule that it doesn't seem to enforce), but the admins have been MIA since April and nobody knows if it'll ever be updated. Still, it's someplace to keep in mind.

Requests
Anything with a Zip Tie Choking/Asphyxiating. We need more of it. Stuff like this
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Or this

Requests
Link your favorite Guro Tumblr accounts! I'll start with a personal favorite.

https://snuffing-bitches.tumblr.com/
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Surely I'm not the only one who follows guro blogs on Tumblr...
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Well there's magicstew.tumblr.com...
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Guess I'll go ahead and shamelessly self-promote mine...
subswampcreature.tumblr.com

Also a fan of
deathkkid.tumblr.com
princemeato.tumblr.com
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Well they did it, they blew it up...

Tumblr has become a Walled Garden. At least, as far as porn is concerned.
Damn them.

Literature
A quicky story done in a night, decided I wanted this cause of the whole Wendy craze so forced myself to write it out quickly less its never done :P.

Once again I manage to find a thing you won't find elsewhere, doom!

Chick breast nuggets.

	
Wendy brushed one of her red pigtails back absently with her gloved hand. The small tails were not really in the way, but it was just a force of habit as the hair ticker her neck, her other hand rested on the opening of the neckline of her white and blue striped dress with little white frills, fingers laying over the bare tops of her breasts. Her large e cups tits bulged out of the tight neckline, dotted by lots of little red freckles, the same for across her cute petite face, and really any part of her, frankly. She shifted a little nervously and more then a little from excitement as she waited for one of the more tech savvy coworkers to finish setting up the webcam. It was hooked up with a, quite honestly, a little crappy computer they had pulled out of the managers office and set up behind the counter of the fast food restaurant and it had taken some jury rigging The little webcam was attached to one of the little stand up plastic ad signs with a clip, the sign advertising their specials.

	
As the guy stepped back finally finished, she leaned forwards flashing the new Headbook's feeds viewers a smile. They had sent out a bunch of notifications to the subscribers to the stream a half hour ago as they setup for their new advertised special.

	
And that was her of course, the restaurants new product, fresh breast meat nuggets, right off one of their own employees. The franchise, thinking, with the new cannibalism craze, why not use the fresh breast meat attached to their few hundred thousand young female employees as both easily attainable, and even fresher then anything sent from a farm? Fresh was their selling point after all, never frozen, so on. Course the franchise wasn't going to force their employees to do anything of the sort, so it was up to a few busty volunteers here and there to help out with the special menu.

	
Volunteers like Wendy right now, as she looked down at the bulge of her freckled cleavage in the low cut white and blue stripped top, before with a little bit of a cutesy flourish, pulling down on the neck and reaching a hand in to flop her large breasts out into the open, to bounce and flop once or in the cold restaurant air.

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>>10431
Glad yah liked it : ).

Also since this comes off almost as a prequel, a bestiality in public fict with another wendy (or the same wendy if you want :P)

Wendy's Customer Service:



“WOOF!” barked the dog, loudly, scaring the customer that was walking back towards his table causing him to drop his fries. Making a short dash, Wendy caught it, the red pigtails of her hair bouncing as she skipped once, catching herself lunge and stood up, having caught most of the fries as she handed them back to the man, but the few that had dropped the large German Shepard was already gulping down. Waving the customer off, Wendy turned to the dog but it was already scampering off in the crowded Wendy's, claws clicking on the tiled ground as it ran back and forth, frantically looking around for more food as the owner tried his best to get it to behave.




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I wias you'd write digimon diner story again!!! :))
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Was a good one. Always enjoy it when they are happy to serve their own meat.
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>>10489
I still haven't transferred all my stuff to the new comp so that'd be awhile still sadly.
>>10490
Glad yah like it. Self serves kinda rare, but fun thing : ).
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>>10507

Anything that gives a full body roast serve with reluctant meat, before and after is amazing. We always await your stuff.

Requests
Any pics of dead Lopunny?

Requests
Was posted in the headless edit thread. Source plz?

Literature
It's been a good while, but I've finally finished the next chapter to this story. For those who haven't read the previous chapters (or who have simply forgotten what happened), you should start by reading PogueMahone's original story at http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Melatonin/20608/The-Interview and then read the first chapter of my continuation at http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/JestInPieces/20730/The-Interview-unofficial-continuation

All caught up? Then I hope you enjoy this next installment in the series. For those who enjoy audiovisual aids, you might want to play the following video when Carissa turns on her iPod, since it served as the inspiration for the scene that follows: http://www.eporner.com/hd-porn/vdNDWKtz8Ou/-Braless-Radar-Love/

As always, any and all feedback, criticism, etc. is appreciated.

The Interview


Chapter 13: The Gift



Sally had only been back at her desk for around 15 minutes when there was another knock on the door.

“Sally? Are you in here?” came the voice of Carissa from outside.


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As the final flakes of skin drifted down onto the bed, Sally got up and said “So, let’s see about that rib cage, shall we?”

Carissa shook her head. “Not so fast. There’s still a small bit of wrapping paper left.” She spread her legs wide, revealing the few square inches of skin still surrounding her pussy and asshole.

“Well, we can’t have that, now can we?” Sally laughed. Grabbing one of the pillows, she sat down Indian-style at the foot of the bed.

“Could you lift your ass for me so I can put this under you?” she asked.

“Oh, I’ll do you one better,” Carissa said, raising her legs up and folding herself in two until she could hook them behind her shoulders, crossing her ankles behind her head.

“Woah, how have you never told you were this flexible before? Think of all the things we could have done!” Sally exclaimed.

“Oh, I think we’ll have plenty of time for that still,” Carissa smiled. “And yes, there’s a lot about me you still don’t know and I promise you we’re going to sit down and fix that very soon. But not now. For now, let’s just focus on having fun.”

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Loved it. Definitely worth the wait. If this isn't the end, I feel like you're on the path to combining them both into one person. Sally being the skin, and Carissa the organs and body.
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Wow. Just... wow. I'm speechless.
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>>10521

Glad you liked it. I've got one more chapter planned after this one. And as you already deduced, while I haven't worked out the exact details yet, I couldn't very well end the story without the two of them being merged into a single person at some point.

>>10522

In a good way, I hope? :)
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Thank for this new chapter. But know I'm asking myself so much questions about Carissa. If they are exposed to sun will her organs get tanned? She might at least have to put sun cream of them as they can get sunburn. Plus internal organs are sensitive to cold. Sally could (if she know how to) knit her little wool clothing for each of her organs to keep them warm and comfy. I'm also really sad to have her loosing almost any form of tactile sensation. I was already quite disturbed to have her loosing facial expression. Maybe it's part of you fetish, but she ended deprived of the two most intuitive, primal and intimate way of exchanging with the one she love. It would be cool if she could have a treatment that give full tactile sensation to every part of her body, so she could fully enjoy it when Sally cuddle her guts or lick her brain.

Requests
im looking for a story about a con brain fuck and i cant seem to find it on this site
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Go to pixiv.com, there is a lot of it, but you must search in japanese, look at the top thread in art section here in gurochan to find some translations.

Cheers.
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Looks like how to train you dragon so seary for that on pixiv and r-18g you might get lucky

3D CGI
This thread is for chest bursters or weird alien deaths
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i love it. tottaly great
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Love your work, the heart stuff is incredible!
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I'm glad you do!

Furry
So, a comment in the /guro/ alteration thread made me decide to start up a /fur/ alteration thread (since /fur/ doesn't seem to have one).
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2subtle4me. What's the alteration?
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Pretty sure these are just uploaded as base images FOR alteration. As to the youtube video of running water... who knows.
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>>5099

It's alright Moon Dancer, Twilight spoke to your mummy first and she said it was alright as you are unlikely to give her grandchildren anyway so might as well make some constructive use out of your privates.

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