>>30154
That would definitely be a fun one! Have you read "A big girl's job"?

I was looking at some of my preliminary test images and an idea came to me. If Morrison's took photos prior to slaughter, why couldn't they use those images to create collectable trading cards? It could provide an additional revenue stream. Also wonder if the school would use the pictures in their yearbook?

Since Sidney was supposed to have been harvested in 2026? and this story was supposed to be a little over 50 years later, I wild ass guessed 2079. Ed,please correct me if this was in error.

>>30204
Amazing picture and yes, that date is about right, although Sidney was harvested in 2022. The first UK Sidney's opens in 2026 :) This card/sticker reminds me of the ones the butcher in "Talking Turkey" uses 😊

>>30203
This picture makes me very hungry 😁

Nice to see and to read.

For some reason I cant upload the picture...

So, does anyone know what happened to Wesno? (https://twitter.com/WesnoUnraveled)

>>32469
I ejaculated to this

>>19424
the artist name is on the video you sent, scorpartz, also that same video is on rule34video

I think alot of it is on deviantart

but account is deactivated

may be they can still be accessed, if you have a login

especially miss some of the classics, like this one here only in thumbnail (have this one at home full size)

in particular a blonde strangeling on a dor know that was turned into a 30 by DrGeppetto or Enhjorning or something

Despite the fact that it was nearly mid-day by the time they got home, Laura and Erin were amused to find Ryan and Josh still in their pyjamas, sat on the sofa playing a two-person video game which Ryan seemed to be a lot better at that Josh.

“Well at least they’re awake!” Erin giggled, setting the shopping bags down on the dining table as Laura went to kiss her husband and son. With a degree of visible reluctance but no actual complaint, the boys paused their game and turned to hear about the outing.

“We decided to get new outfits for tonight!” Laura grinned, holding up a bag from a chain known for nice quality but reasonably affordable clothes for men and women. “We won’t spoil the surprise until you get to see us in them later,” she teased, “but we decided it would be fun if we all matched so we found you two matching shirts. Here!” She passed one of the bags to them and, setting it down between them, the boys pulled out two shirts, still in their packets, in a deep, aqua-blue with a slightly metallic shimmer to the fabric. Although smart, these were definitely shirts for a party rather than work or formal occasion.

“Wow I love the colour!” Josh observed, carefully opening the packet and sliding his out so that he could see how it caught the light at different angles.

“I’ve always thought blue was the colour for New Year somehow.” Laura smiled. “Like red and green for Christmas and yellow for Easter. It’s one of those things that just...is! Did we get your size right, dear?” she asked Ryan. “Erin said she thought that was what you wore but she wasn’t entirely sure.”

“Well I’ve not had much new in a while.” Ryan observed. “But yeah, I think so! Want me to go try it on?”

“Good idea.” Laura smiled. “That way we’ve got time to swap it if we need to.” Of course she and Erin had enjoyed themselves trying on various different dresses at the shop before settling on the one they had chosen so they knew that theirs matched perfectly but Laura knew that buying clothes for someone who wasn’t there was always something of a gamble, especially when that someone was a growing boy like Ryan. “Oh but Ryan, honey…” She smiled apologetically, as if not wanting to be “that parent” but seeing no other choice. “Even if you don’t want to shower, just have a quick freshen up in the sink before putting the shirt on?”

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She was a little taller than Amelia, which was to be expected, given that she was at least two years older than her, but not yet as tall as most of the adult women around. Her body was toned and athletic like a swimmer’s without quite crossing the line into being muscular. Her cute little tits were firm and well formed but barely a handful, jigging slightly as she moved, her nipples hard and perky, although that could well be from a mixture of excitement at her imminent cooking and the fact that she was standing naked and covered with oil outside on an evening which, although mild for the time of year, was still somewhat chilly. Either way, they looked incredibly appetising! Her belly was flat and taught but her fillet bellow was deliciously plump and her thighs were nice and thick. As she turned around, Josh was not surprised at all to see the large letter A in a circle of text stamped on her right buttock. Her rump was firm and round, curving out very appealingly. All in all, she seemed like an ideal spit-roaster.

“Wow!” Josh exclaimed. “You look...spectacular!”

“Thanks!” Candice giggled. “Hope I taste as good as I look!”

“Oh I’m sure you will!” Josh nodded.

“Mm you call it spectacular,” Amelia observed, “I call it goals! I promise you I’m going to get that A-grade before I roast!”

“Oh for sure you will!” Josh agreed, turning to her and letting his hand run down her back until it reached her rump then cupping it and pulling her into him so that she could feel his throbbing erection through his trousers. “The butcher said you were really close and we all know a good diet of girl-meat helps!” He leaned down to kiss her again.

“You’ve got a good one there!” Candice told Amelia with a grin. “Look after him, won’t you?”

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“I think,” Josh smiled shyly, looking at his beautiful young lover stood at the end of the bed, “you were talking about taking clothes off in a sexy way?”

“So I was!” Amelia grinned, taking off her had and not throwing it off to the side like he had expected but instead placing it carefully on the end of the bed. The dress did not seem to have a zip at the back, a fact proved when she slowly and deliberately hitched it up, slowing moving one side higher than the other in turn up her thighs until her thing underwear, white to match her dress and without any of the decoration her normal panties bore, was visible, the whiteness of the fabric contrasting appealingly with the pale olive skin around it. When it was past her hips, she grabbed hold of the bunched-up material and pulled it over her head, exposing her sweet little buds that Josh found so delectable to suck on. To his slight surprise, instead of pulling off the boots next, Amelia reached for her hat and put it back on.

“I’m going to leave the boots on,” she told him, wiggling her hips and she lowered her underwear revealing her smooth, plump, delicious fillet, “like a good meat-girl! I saw how you looked at Candice!” She grinned, her tone playful and teasing rather than accusatory. “Meat-girls get you hot, don’t they, Mr Martin?” She managed to yank the flimsy underwear, which was mostly elastic anyway, off over her boots then knelt on the bed and crawled towards him, reverting, Josh noticed, to his formal name despite having introduced him as Josh outside. It seemed to be something she liked to do, as if it were hotter for her to think of him as her friend’s dad rather than just a man. “Meat-girls get you so hard!” She unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, massaging his throbbing erection through his underpants for a few seconds with both hands before yanking his trousers down to his ankles, closely followed by his underwear and starting to unbutton his shirt.

“It made you so hard thinking of Sam roasting, didn’t it!” It was a statement rather than a question. She pulled his new shirt open, carefully enough not to tear off any buttons, and ran her hands over his chest. “I bet you fucked her brains out the night before you cooked her!” Josh didn’t say anything but just took hold of her hips and licked his lips before she leaned down to kiss him. “Well I’m your meat-girl now!” she told him between kisses. “You’re gonna see me roast then you’re gonna eat my delicious, tender, juicy young meat! But for now,” she kissed him again, “you’re gonna fuck me so hard I’m gonna feel like your dick is gonna go all the way though me like the spit!” She lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his rock-hard manhood, gripping it with her tight, pre-teen cunt then began to ride him passionately, aggressively.

Downstairs on the patio, Laura found her two children chatting to Betty’s husband behind the bar as he mixed their drinks, the hostess having wandered off to greet someone else or to make some other introductions.

“Here you go!” he grinned, sliding two champagne flutes filled with some orange drink with a hint or dark red rising like smoke from the bottom of the glass. “Enjoy!”

“Those look good!” Laura grinned, sipping her own glass of chilled wine. They turned to smile at her and the three of them clinked their glasses together, wishing each other “Cheers!”

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Watching with deep personal interest, Amelia expected the straps to be released next so that the meat-girl’s arms and legs could be fixed to the pole but first the caterer who had been in charge of the spitting picked up a metal piece from the table of tools. It was a steel rod, only about half an inch thick but around nine or ten inches long, rounded at one end and bent over at the other so that it travelled at ninety degrees for about an inch and a half. It was welded onto a large metal ring that had a thumb-screw at the bottom. The caterer smeared the long part of the rod with oil then slipped the ring over the back end of the spit then slid it up until the round tip nestled between Candice’s firm, meaty buttocks. The then had the young man pull them apart and quickly slid the pole all the way into the meat-girl’s tight ass. Amelia did not blame Candice when she saw her eyes going wide as this happened. The woman then tightened the thumb-screw to lock it into place. Only then were the cuffs slid onto either end and the impaled girl’s arms and legs released so that her wrists and ankles could be strapped into them, Finally, the strap across her back was removed and she was lifted off the spitting bench onto the mounts over the coals where the spit was locked into place and immediately began to turn thanks to the electrical mechanism in the mounts.

“Excuse me.” Ryan broke away from his sister and friend as everyone surged forward for a closer look at the roasting girl. “I have to… go help someone with… something!” That was all the explanation he gave before taking off in the other direction to everyone else, leaving Erin and Amelia to shrug at each other blankly before giggling about the silliness of boys.

“Probably gone for a quick wank!” Amelia giggled. “That was pretty got to watch!”

Having stayed put when her parents moved forward with the others, Cat was easy to spot, standing on her own on the grass, looking around and hoping that her young conscript would not back out of their deal.

“Hi!” Ryan gave her a small, slightly shy wave. “Did you still want to…?”

“Fuck yeah!” Cat exclaimed. “Come on, let’s go while everyone’s distracted!” She did not take his hand as Amelia had done with Josh, just strode purposefully towards to house, trusting that Ryan would follow. Not knowing the layout of the house as well as Amelia, she entered through the French windows and went through the large living room which looked even bigger now that it was empty of people, out into the hallway and up the stairs with Ryan following close behind. As he followed her up the stairs he could not help taking in the soft, pale skin of her bare back and the deliciously round curves of her ass in the tight dress. “This one will do!” she declared, seeing the door to Amelia’s bedroom slightly ajar and pushing it all the way open. Hope there’s a… result!” she declared triumphantly, turning the lock once then were both inside.

“Did you want me to…?” Josh began to ask nervously, comfortable with the mechanics of intercourse but not quite sure how the build-up was supposed to go, having somewhat skipped any kind of foreplay with Ella and Lydia and got straight down to business.

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Down in the garden, everyone was still watching the recently-spitted meat-girl as she began to roast, watched over attentively by the caterers who basted her as she turned with a thick, rich, deep-red honey barbecue sauce. Amelia had found her way back to Josh and was hanging possessively on his arm while asking her questions of the caterers who were well aware that they were booked to prepare her in the same way in a few months’ time.

“Oh, there you are!” Laura chuckled as Ryan rejoined them, his hair looking rather mussed and his cheeks flushed pink. “What have you been up to?”

“Amelia reckoned you’d gone for a wank!” Erin teased him before he had a chance to answer.

“Not exactly!” he grinned a little sheepishly, feeling his cheeks start to burn.

“Oh don’t tease him!” Laura shook her head in amusement. “As long as you’re having fun?” Ryan nodded emphatically. “Good.” she smiled. “I think Better said there were going to be some games in a minute that everyone could join in with?” She looked around for the host but it seemed that she was also looking for them, getting Josh’s attention first then ushering him over, her granddaughter still firmly attached, over to rejoin the rest of his family so that she could talk to them all. “Is everything okay?” Laura asked.

“Oh yes!” Better smiled warmly. “I was just going to say that we have plenty of space so if you wanted to stay over until morning, you’d be more than welcome to.”

“Oh, well…” Laura looked at her husband.

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Saucenao for deleted Emeraude Doujin.

prompt for grok

anatomy, completely slaughtered body as if skeletal carcass, body destruction, lying, on back, arranged on floor, missing skin, biological specimen, exposed skeleton, blood, full body, blood stained, amputee, missing muscles, information tag, clothes were removed, peeled body, not illustration but photo, viscera in vinyl bags, trace of tendons, torn body, double peace, being eaten by larvae,
no genitalia or nipples, keep facial angle original, keep face and hair length original, rotten, keep brightness

prompt for grok

anatomy, slaughtered body as if carcass, body destruction, body modification, arranged on floor, missing skin, biological specimen, exposed skeleton, blood, full body, blood stained, amputee, missing muscles, information tag, clothes were removed, peeled body, not illustration but photo, viscera in vinyl bags, spilt blood, trace of arms, trace of legs, trace of
tendons, torn body, press formed into cubic shape, objectification, trace of body components are visible on cube surfaces,
no genitalia or nipples, keep facial angle original, keep face and hair length original but almost buried, rotten, keep brightness

prompt for grok

craniotomy, trepanation, biological specimen, top part of brain is exposed, a plant growing on brain, rooting inside brain, her brain is used as soil for plant, cranial retractors, blood, blood stained, information tag, not illustration but photo,
no genitalia or nipples, keep facial emotion original, snot, saliva, keep facial angle original, keep face and hair original, keep brightness

prompt for grok

final month of pregnancy, glossy belly, laparotomy, downward fetus under translucent membrane, blood, blood stained, information tag, not illustration but photo, keep clothing, surgical retractors,
no genitalia or nipples, keep facial emotion original, keep facial angle original, keep face and hair original, keep brightness

prompt for grok image edit

hands on toilet, vomit mixed with beer and curry, dirty mouth, excessive vomit, vomit from nostrils, keep facial emotion original, high resolution, saliva, sticky rotten milk trail, keep facial angle original, dewy eyes, keep face and hair original but stained with curry, sweat, dark curry with no vegetable, licking, open mouth, stained clothes, background is stained toilet, side face, kneeling on floor, leaning forward, lower teeth is covered by tongue

>>36857
Clockwork, my waifu... I love her with all my heart

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These are cool. Who is the artist?

>>38129
Artis HD2

>>38129
>>38129
Also known as HOTDESIGNS2

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Could this possibly be revived? RIP Quoom…

Please upload it again.

Hi, I wonder why the company don't just amputate the hucows arms and legs? The hucows will not move once they are in the frame anyway

Here's an idea, how about there's a competing company that offers better condition s for the hucow. Like free internet access or allowing family visits. Or maybe outside access for breeding, so boyfriends or husbands can come in to breed the hucows

>>30056
Well, I am not into amputees, really, but the in universe reason would be that its much more profitable to sell them whole at the end of their service than to sell their arms and legs, first and then their torso.

I am considering a body mod surgery in which their digestive tract gets removed so they can be roasted whole and alive, thoguh. That sounds fun.

>>30057
Not becoming a permanent hucow sounds interesting, but at the same time, in a universe where women are harvested for meat, I don’t know if it makes a lot of sense.
So far I am thinking of her first daughter turning 16 and finding out she cant become a hucow (infertile or something) so she is going to be turned in meat, but Sara offers her an alternative in the form of being roasted alive in a company party (sans most of her internal organs so its not messy)

Is there a prequel to this story, the opening makes me think there is.

>>30085
No, its just a short story in a pretty simple dolcett world, so I don’t go into too much info about the why of things, really.

I am thinking about a prequel, though, but it might be a series of diary entries on when Sara was developing the program. Not really sure about it yet.

The sequel is coming along nicely, though.