more minamajikina please

more majikina mina plz

why not both

Bump

https://youtu.be/J8sXdL7BCVw

https://youtu.be/JxJ8EBZVHBw

https://youtu.be/mZ4l2ir5dK8

I love the third part

And others scattered

https://youtu.be/6pvAUAlaRSA

https://youtu.be/ZbpeJxlMOuM

https://youtu.be/ZJY4WICpmXs

I remember a wonderful black and white (french?) movie with a man that enter in a classroom, puts all the girls in a corner, do them a couple of question and while they are answering, he shoots at them in bursts. Unfortunately I don't find it again

After

One month after the therapy session, Mr. and Mrs. Miller were still in bed, on what had become a typical morning. Robin was sucking hard on her husband's prick, doing her best to make her mouth a tight vacuum for him. He'd already cum this way twice this morning, and was still soft, but she was doing her very best to get him willing for a third round.

Two days after the therapy session, Robin and Michael had had a long talk about the future of their relationship. Robin had agreed very strongly that she had been extremely unfair to him, and the two had come up with a series of rules that she would follow from now on, in order to help make up for her past behavior. No punishment or consequence for breaking any of these rules was ever brought up by either of them, nor was there a need to. If the first session with Dr Taylor had not been enough, the second had ensured that Robin was very, very eager to show what a good wife she could be.

That session had occurred the very day after the first, when she had run away from home. She'd gone straight to the house of her best friend Molly and her husband, collapsed into their arms sobbing, and called the police. The two men who'd arrived several minutes later drove a police car and wore police uniforms, but once in the house they'd tasered all three of them, handcuffed them, and dragged them into the back of their car.

Robin had never seen the husband again. Molly she never saw in person, but her husband showed her a photo once that he claimed came from somewhere in South America. In it, a pretty woman with dead eyes was at the center of a gangbang, three men inside her and dozens more waiting their turn. It wasn't easy to recognize her best friend, what with her shaved hair, badly bruised face, and the obscene tattoos all over her body that advertised cheap holes in several different languages, but she managed.

Robin herself had been transported directly to Dr Taylor's office. As part of her repeat lesson, he had surgically inserted a tracking device into her back, without anesthetic of course. It was close enough to her spine that any attempt to dig it out herself was far more likely to result in permanent paralysis than anything else. Except when deactivated by her husband to take her out, the tracker would send an alert whenever she was more than a few feet away from her home.

It was an effective but completely unnecessary disincentive. Robin had come to a greater understanding of the world as she'd screamed and sobbed and shuddered through Dr Taylor's attentions. She'd realized that when you got right down to it, what was truly important in life wasn't beauty, or money, or even happiness. No, the most important thing in life was to never ever have to see Dr Taylor again. And the safest way to ensure was to be the best wife her husband could ask for.

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Great premise! I like the aversion therapy training quite a bit. I'm sad that the bestiality session was essentially cut out though.

This it?

>>13317 nice!
Name?

Many thanks for the help uploading the pic and post the link to the manga, really awesome reply as the description is vague.

By the way, there is another one I want to request which still only with story.

A cyborg girl with double side ponytail is dismembered and laying on the bed or couch or something, and a character like a cat saying the cyborg girl is named "蝶子" (butterfly?).

There are other characters to the side, like they are a team or a unit, one of the member seem like a teacher with glasses as he is called "sensei".

Seen the pic some time ago, never found the manga or maybe it's a dojin.

I think it's harder to find, but still much appreciated for anyone who can offer the help, great effort.

>>8666
There is a couple more, but i cant find the complete set…

>>8666
why do I always think of "Jecko" when I see this kind of pics?;)))

>>8666
Believe me i tried for hours to find the source and i couldn't just some different variations of that one you posted on yandex but nothing more. If you ever find them let me know.

The issue with 3D printers is that the vast majority of ones affordable to the average Joe Blow can only print ABS plastic, which is not capable of standing up to the pressures that smokeless powder ammunition will induce. this is why most 3D printed "firearms" are just AR-15 lower receivers since those just hold the pressure bearing components, which are still made out of traditional materials.
There are 3D printers capable of printing metal components, but those are for large scale manufacturers, and are way out of the reach of most normal people.

Far more cheaper and effective firearms can be constructed using 40 dollars worth of supplies from a Home Depot.

Any updates on the US/UK civil wars?

>>9920
I think it is not gonna happen we will just completely transform into socialism as inevitable solution. (it is already happening as world is transforming into a new Soviet Union).
fascism is not an option in the modem world because fascism always means war and wars cannot last forever.
Although we may have a war against global warming, drugs poverty or against lizard men from space.

>>9924
>I think it is not gonna happen we will just completely transform into socialism as inevitable solution. (it is already happening as world is transforming into a new Soviet Union).
>fascism is not an option in the modem world because fascism always means war and wars cannot last forever.
Hah, good joke.

>>9927
not really a joke this transformation is also known by other name as "big government"

government will get bigger and bigger until it will consume everything eventually and this will be the end of dying capitalism and free market.

The author is nanashi ( 774 )
I also like his work but it is pretty scattered all around

you can find quite a lot of that on exhentai

>>9917

Thank you ^__^

Wow, Gunnerkrigg Roulette was an amazing story. I was so turned on. Thanks for writing and posting it.

a lovely new addition. such eager girls, and the tinge of magic for extra spice.
beautiful work as always NPR

The Mating Habits of the Common Mantis
(cons, decapitation, /fur/, insect, futa, ruined orgasm, premature ejaculation, impregnation)

Crawling along the sides of the road with clockwork grace, multitudes of mantises move purposefully as the day approaches its end. Modified from their ancient, miniature morphology, the now sentient bipedal insects stand tall, cooperating in the countless small gestures of civilization. At crosswalks they wait for vehicles to pass, pedestrians and road traffic both following the indications of lighted signs. Bare chitin and sexual organs alike are modestly covered with clothing, currency exchanged in the shops and stores along the sidewalks. Those walking keep mostly to the ground, only occasionally detouring onto walls to pass by an obstruction.

Despite the many varied destinations of all these respectable, law-abiding mantises, there is one spot on the street that most seem to actively avoid. Standing out from the utilitarian design of neighboring buildings, the glass construction is filled with the blurred green shapes of vegetation, lightly frosted panes protecting the privacy of those within from prying eyes without. Unlike the fairly fashionable patrons of other establishments, the mantises that enter wear minimal, almost unappealing clothing. More and more of these ilk arrive as the night grows later, commerce dying down across the rest of the street.

Immediately inside, these mantises turn down a sharply turning hall that doubles back on itself, providing privacy from those walking by outside. The short entryway leads into a small foyer where two larger mantises stand guard, supervising while newcomers strip off and discard the clothing they'd worn in. Chitinous green exoskeleton is laid bare beneath the dim lights, more modest mantises briefly covering their breasts and reproductive organs from the watching bouncers.

Despite this respect paid to the rules of civilization even these most reserved of mantises are undeniably deviants, here to engage in sexual rebellion against the taboos of their society.

The purpose of the building was akin to a kind of nightclub, a place for single mantises to meet and find mates. More specifically it catered to satisfying an ancient urge that most modern mantises had resigned themselves to resisting, giving its patrons a place to privately and consensually engage in fatal coitus.


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>>17221
Excellent story!

Interspecies Diplomacy
(/f/, Star Wars, futa, masturbation, exhibitionism, handjob, xeno)

Boots rattled the grille floors of the Rebel troop transport, jovial laughs echoing into the locker room before the elite squad filed in. The six mixed members of the group were exuberant, each alien face showing the joy of a successful mission in a different way. Jostling and joking, they shared a high point of camaraderie before splitting off to their respective lockers, stripping combat uniforms off their sweaty bodies.

Catabell came in last of all, smiling to see her friends so happy. The human Jedi had been their nominal leader since the squadron was formed, and felt an almost motherly satisfaction at how well they all got along, how efficient and effective they were as a group. They boasted one of the highest mission success rates across all Rebel forces, and shared the pride of that achievement equally.

Going to her own locker nearest the door, Catabell started to peel off her battle tunic. She felt no shame in exposing her body before her fellows, as they felt no shame in exposing theirs to her. Each of them was of a different race, yet all of the same gender. It was part of what she felt made them trust each other so well, that trust being instrumental to their success.

A conversation between two of her squadmates caught the Jedi's ear as she finished undressing, the emotional energy of the words discordant with her contentment. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw her Mirialan squad member hemmed in between Tah Gi and Mabtehle, the Kaminoan and Mon Calamari united in purpose as they so often were.

"It's only a scientific curiosity," Tah Gi insisted, long thin body bent over Yumti's shorter green shape as the Mirialan looked away. Mabtehle backed up her partner, placing a stocky orange hand on her hip.


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That was lovely! I assume that you are female, and it's great seeing writing done from that perspective. I'm becoming a big fan of your work TBH.

>>17644 Thanks. This is my favorite kind of stuff to write but i don’t think there’s a lot of demand for it. Lol I’m glad someone enjoys it though!

nice story thank you

I love this shit. I hope you keep posting.

There's demand, keep posting :)

Hi
That would be just so nice.
Any age would be fine.
I prefer Teenboys.
Shooting is good , noosing is also a option.

I see you’ve been posting quite a bit lately. Got a thing for teen boys do you? I do to.

>>13294
You could say that!
Especially if they have longhair!!

Part Two

There were five bodies slowly swaying from the gallows when the girls got there. Tina whimpered and squeezed herself against Anne's side, shaking in fear. Anne only stared up at the corpses and grimaced. Soon, they would be the ones swinging from a noose. The guards nonchalantly walked up the steps of the platform and cut down each body. They grabbed each one by the shoulders and feet, and simply threw them off the platform to the ground below, a drop of about 20 meters. The girls squealed as the corpses fell, the snap of bones cracking interspersed with solid, meaty thuds. None of them could bear to look at the bodies as they walked past the pile of limp limbs and torsos.

Once all five of the previous group had been unceremoniously dropped to the cold concrete below, the current group was forced up the steps to find five fresh nooses prepared specifically for them. Each girl had their weight and height measured, then calculated for the optimal length of rope to ensure a quick, clean break of the cervical vertebrae. There were five large X marks on the long, rectangular trapdoor. As each girl stood over an X, a guard would throw the designated noose over their head, sliding the knot underneath their jaw. Sara looked over and barked out a harsh laugh. "Sam, of all the times to pop a fucking stiffy!" Samantha blushed, despite her terror. Her penis pulsed with blood, in the throes of a raging erection. The guards noticed, and gathered round to take photos, much to Samantha's further humiliation. Then, one of the guards came to each noosed futanari and slipped a black cloth hood over their heads.

The girls tensed up. It was almost time. Anne cleared her suddenly dry throat. "Girls, it was great knowing you all", she spoke clearly and with noticeable pride. "We may not have lived long, but we lived the best lives we could, given the circumstances. I hope to meet you all up in the next world". She tripped over those last words, all the pent up fear suddenly spilling over. "Ooh god", she exhaled. At that moment, the trapdoor opened up. Suddenly, all five girls felt the platform below their feet slip away. Gravity took hold and dragged them down to earth. There was a loud crack as five nooses closed tight, shattering five spinal cords. Their bodies, now without a functional CNS shivered and twitched, bladders relaxing and unleashing streams of piss down long, slender legs. Samantha's rock hard cock erupted with jizz as the shock of her neck breaking caused

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>>13298
i made a typo i meant “kraze” not “Iraze”

Very nice! Poor Kaylin! I love the realism of the emotional turmoil that you imbue your victims with.

Don't worry about spamming one second, the more stories there are on here the better.

Your story is very original, and surprised me a lot. I thought it was going to be some sort of school drama, only for the roof to just suddenly crush everyone - brilliant! The plot with Meg is a very well executed detail, as is the twist with the main character sucking off the rescue worker.

The story is well written, though there are some typos scattered throughout. Proofreading is boring I know, but worth it. There are no huge mistakes here but typos and spelling errors can be distracting, so an easy way to improve your writing instantly is to proofread more thoroughly.

I enjoyed the story very much, and I hope there's more to come!

Not exactly a very erotic story for my tastes, but a pretty interesting unusual idea.
It is pretty good just as a plain story not only as porn.

Wow, I probably don't even need to tell you that I loved that. Are you trying to move in on my territory or just flirting with me? ;)

Yes he sells it on his site, but thanks to people downloading it to much it looks like he will stop making them…

I found the torrent
magnet:?xt=urn:btih:eed12caa1bc4365a8e4752e522d6973a9b77f5ca

That's all I've collected. I wonder if there's more guro paintings by him