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I was wondering if someone could please draw Yagyū from Senran Kagura dying from getting shot? Thanks

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I'm looking for info on cannibalism. Guides, types of meat, stuff like that. Any at all would be appreciated!
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Unfortunately (or fortunately) all known cannibals with considerable culinary experience are in jail so it will be hard to get detailed information.

but you can still use google
listverse.com/2015/07/01/10-reviews-of-human-flesh-by-real-cannibals/
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>>7509
Oh, it doesn't have to be directly from an experienced one, it can just be simple things like type of human meat, how long to cook it, how to cook it, how to get blood stains out, it doesn't have to be very detailed. As I previously stated, anything would be appreciated. Thanks for your time!
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Humans share 98% of their genes with pigs so you probably can apply all same method to humans as they apply to pigs.
most likely taste is very similar as well except that humans are only skin and bones so there will be very little to eat.
cooking technology is obviously same as cooking pork and nobody can even tell the difference in taste since when you cook something it is all about seasoning and spice if you sook it without seasoning it will be pretty horrible.

I guess you could salvage some edible components from hands and legs. Vagina and womb also should be pretty tasty

blood stains do not pose any aesthetic problem it is pretty easy to wash but if you are concerned about leaving evidence probably you should just spray everything with some iron-containing salt what will conceal blood making everyone look like big blood stain of you can get some luminol and check for leftovers. you will not be able to clean everything well enough because any trace amount of iron will be visible. Iron is very sticky and hard to remove as you know about rust stains
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Here's a book about cannibalism. Haven't read it myself, so I can't verify whether or not it's a good read, just something that came to mind.
amazon.com/Contingency-Cannibalism-Superhardcore-Survivalisms-Little/dp/1581600259

And here's a reddit post from a guy who ate some of his own foot.
np.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/8p5xlj/hi_all_i_am_a_man_who_ate_a_portion_of_his_own/

Literature
She didn't know how she got so turned around so quickly. The young girl had been on her way home from her grandmother's after breakfast, using a little dirt road she had traveled dozens of times before when she felt nature calling her. With a large breakfast weighing on her young belly she quickly decided to head into the woods to relieve herself, but barely ten feet off the little dirt path when she lost sight of the road. Concerned she may lose her way she turned back around, hoping to have the road at least in sight as she did her business. Though somehow she had made a mistake and ended up turning the wrong way, only walking deeper into the woods. Now lost and struggling to find her way back her urges were the last thing on on her mind.


Fear began to mount as she drifted further into the woods, taking a cautious few steps before looking around, changing direction and walking once more. Everywhere she looked seemed the same, more dirt and more trees. The dull throbbing of her bladder peaked once more to a sharp pain, she hissed and gripped at her groin, bunching up her light blue dress as she looked around frantically from side to side, hoping to see something familiar or even the road. Her all too full bladder nagging against her fears of truly being lost in the woods. Distressed and fighting with the strong urge to pee she picked a direction and took off in it, dashing through the trees, hoping to find a road, any road, as she ran. Her long jet black hair billowed behind her as she ran, spilling over her shoulders and well past her young bum like a waterfall of black ink.


Without any warning, something caught her foot and yanked it forward, with a shocked yelp she was swept off of her feet and slammed onto her back, knocking the wind out of her, as well as loosening her already struggling bladder. A gush of urine erupted from her young slit, quickly soaking through the thin fabric of her panties and down between her legs, dripping onto he dress and the ground below. Yet before she could catch her breath she began to be pulled along the dirt, dragging her light blue dress through the dirt and urine soaked mud and soon up into the ther air! The young girl finally caught her breath with a ragged coughing gasp as she was hoisted up into the air, dangling by her feet.


She was nearly four feet off the ground, too far to reach the dirt with her arms, yet her extravagantly long hair managed to close the distance, a sparse few inches of jet black hair resting in the dirt. Her dress had fallen over her face exposing her meager, hardly developed chest to the open air. She quickly pushed it back down looking around in fear at an inverted world, trying to figure out how she had gotten turned upside down. In all of the rapid motion, shock and surprise she hadn’t realized she was peeing, it was only when her pee soaked through bunched up and began to trickle up her neck dribbling up her chin and onto her face that she realized she was peeing herself

“Eww Ew EWWW!” She squealed as the salty scent of urine began to assault her nose, yet all her screaming was only another mistake, allowing her own urine to trickle into her mouth.


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Loved it!
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I love it so much! My god I want that dress to just fall off of her and so many people to see her, maybe a fuckimg class or something, with shit all over her, from her dress and her hips and swaying! Mmm.

Jesus, and her name is so sweet!
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Pls write more
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Haha, didn't expect people to enjoy her name of all things. Might do another story soon! I just realized I forgot to add 'tags' (scat, pee and whatnot) whoops!
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>>13819
cant wait to see more stories from you :]

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"Die, scum!"

I cursed as the column exploded behind me with my opponent's invective, her snake sword showering me with rubble as it cleaved through the ancient stone. I was rapidly running out of places to hide as I scurried away like a rat to another pillar, the brief reprieve doing little to quell my rising panic as my opponent's sword retracted as she advanced.

A moment of distraction crossed my mind as my opponent's strides caused her sizable breasts to jiggle, the largest pair of tits I had ever seen straining against their owner's skimpy outfit. The stories were true! Ivy Valentine was truly as impressive as the tavern tales made her out to be - cold, haughty beauty radiating from her, and an outfit to match - one that was half aristocrat and half dominatrix. That outfit left little of her voluptuous body to the imagination. If I had more time, I would definitely be admiring those perfectly shaped tits or that oh-so-round ass with the thin strip of fabric wedged between the cheeks and practically into her barely concealed pussy. Her high heels clicked on the floor as she strode towards me, and I stole a glance at her tits through some of the cracks in the stone.

The reason for my interest in her tits, besides the obvious, was that she was playing with them with one hand as she pursued me casually. Originally she had an armored gauntlet on one arm, but she had quickly abandoned that after it was obvious I was no match. Now the domina was stalking me, nipples standing out starkly underneath her outfit, her voice thick with lust and arrogance as she pawed at her own tits. Clearly, the dominatrix outfit wasn't just an act, and she was very clearly getting off on the possibility of butchering me. The whiplike Valentine, which she wielded with a flourish, added to the effect.

"Must you run?" she called out in her haughty English accent. "It makes it that much harder to see you squirm!"

I took mental note of my situation. All I had was my bow and two daggers for weapons. Normally, I would take my chances against a sword wielder in a battle, but the enclosed space of the ancient cathedral coupled with the unique nature of Ivy's weapon meant I couldn't get aim and get a shot off before being skewered. The daggers weren't much use either - even if I could get close to her, her retracted sword would make quick work of me before I could close the last bit of distance.

A moment of self-pity filled my mind. If only I hadn't deserted from my unit to go explore for treasure in the ruins of Ostrheinsburg. No one dared go into the cursed city, which made it a perfect opportunity in my mind - all the treasure must be untouched! So far all I had found were several shards of what appeared to be an ancient sword, the metal bits humming with arcane magic. I had fashioned them into arrowheads as I ventured deeper into the ruins, and soon after I had encountered Ivy.

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This is really nice, extra hot material right here.
Thank you so much!
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Not sure I know how to continue the original story, guess I'll just this as a dumping ground for other Soul Calibur related stories. This one involves Taki and a hungry animal.

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Taki frowned as she knelt beneath a tree, lips pursed in thought as she picked up scraps of purple fabric off the swampy earth. She had tracked Ivy to this jungle, revenge on the kunoichi's mind. Taki's last encounter with her rival had left the busty ninja bound, ravished, and left for dead on the dusty floor of an abandoned temple, her face covered with Ivy's pussy juice. Luckily for Taki, Ivy hadn't been as precise with her ropework after grinding herself to multiple climaxes with the aid of Taki's beautiful features, and the kunoichi had managed to undo the bonds and escape, vowing to fuck Ivy into submission with her own blade.

But it seemed like someone, or something, had beaten Taki to Ivy. The first sign of this Taki had seen was Ivy's sword Valentine spread haphazardly over the ground, partially extended as if dropped in a struggle. But with what that struggle was, Taki did not know. The prints of Ivy's high-heeled boots had led smoothly to this spot beneath the tree where Valentine lay discarded. Here, those strides had turned into short choppy prints as ostensibly Ivy's legs had been scrabbling for purchase, and then a deeply disturbed muddy spot with deep furrows cut into the ground. Taki assumed there had been a battle on the ground here, but there were no signs of footsteps leading away from the tree. All she could find was the scraps of what appeared to be Ivy's outfit - it was as if the dominatrix had simply disappeared after her defeat.

Taki straightened, her breasts bouncing gently from the motion. Her skimpy bodysuit clung to them like a second skin, the outline of the kunoichi's stiff nipples clearly visible protruding through the thin fabric. Taki had to admit she was somewhat turned on at discovering her rival's demise. She would have to give herself some attention later, perhaps while theorizing just how Ivy had suffered while being brought low.

This thought was interrupted as something black, heavy, and scaly dropped out of the tree and landed atop the voluptuous ninja. Taki staggered, both from the weight of the creature on her slim shoulders and the impact of the blow to her skull. The busty ninja's head swam as she whipped her hair around, trying to shake off the beast as her tabi slid around in the muddy earth.

Taki shrieked as she looked up and saw a serpentine head staring back at her, only catching a glimpse before the snake struck. Ice pumped through Taki's veins as the serpent's teeth bit into her elegant neck, teeth easily slicing through pale skin to deposit the creature's venom into Taki's bloodstream. Quickly gathering her chi, Taki yelled out a battle cry as she emanated energy from the wound, disloding the snake's bite as blue glow healed the wound. Though the ninja technique had stopped the attack, Taki knew she had to win this battle quickly. She could still feel the serpent's venom inside her, the poison clouding her mind and muscles. Worse yet, she could feel scaly coils encircling her as she struggled, the snake's muscular body restricting her movement.

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Awesome work with the new Taki story. I for one would love to see the Alexandra sisters meet their end in your original story!
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Wanted to write a story about Taki being beaten into submission:

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Taki knew she had underestimated her opponent when in one fluid motion he dodged her kick and moved to counterattack. The busty kunoichi had assumed the powerfully built man that had leered at and accosted her in the alley was a common strongarm bandit (and a stupid one at that, to attempt to rob someone clearly dressed for battle). So she had planned to beat him sense into him, vaulting from her standing position to a high kick aimed at the head the man was clearly not thinking with.

"Maybe he can enjoy the view," Taki thought to herself, as a tinge of excitement from battle pulsed through her pussy, the petals clearly visible against the thin fabric of her tight red bodysuit.

But to Taki's surprise, the brigand dodged underneath the female ninja's shapely thigh, throwing out his own leg in a sweep. Taki clumsily stumbled over the attack, not quite cleanly avoiding it in her shock that a street thug had almost gotten the upper hand on her. She just had to reset and scope out her opponent, she thought to herself - he moved with unexpected agility for a man of his size, and she didn't want to find out how much power he could put out.

The kunoichi had underestimated him again though. Skilled in street brawling, the rogue's sweep had a been a feint. He exploded out of his low stance with an uppercut. This time, Taki, off-balance and positioned awkwardly against the alley wall, couldn't dodge at all. The sexy ninja shrieked as the man's fist connected with her lovely right tit, the force of the blow causing the skimpy fabric covering it to tear as Taki's large breasts bounced wildly. A thrill of masochistic arousal ran through Taki as she looked down to see her right breast exposed, nipple hardening with delight even as the sensitive flesh around it bruised. Her other breast, though still covered for now, was also clearly enjoying the punishment - the stiff peak of her other nipple easily visible through the kunoichi's bodysuit.

Her head swimming with pain and unwilling arousal, Taki whimpered weakly as she tried to move away from the wall. Her breasts always had been her weak point, and she could feel her opponent's gaze drawn to them. She had to put some distance between her opponent and his targets so she could bring her blades to bear.

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Awesome set! Really love the extreme depictions and of course the conquests of these girls. Mas por favor.

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Who has the file for this game?
i want this gamefile

Literature
Quick and short story I just wrote, to be continiued. Feel free to add your suggestions for what's going to happen next.




Johanna sat in class, doing her schoolwork quietly when the school nurse entered the classroom.

“Johanna, can you come with me please?” she said, half whispering, as to not disturb the other students.

The young girl glanced at her teacher, which approved of her absence with a single nod before returning his gaze to the stack of papers on his desk. Johanna knew what was happening; she had just celebrated her thirteenth birthday which meant she was eligible for the Student Financing Program. Known simply as “the Program” between students, it was the main source of income for the school. Students aged thirteen and over were put up on the school website, where wealthy individuals could purchase their meat for a hefty price. They could bid on either certain cuts or the whole girl, and if the bid was high enough the school would accept and begin processing immediately. Meat from young girls was highly sought after but very scarce, and so the cost was very high. The school did not have to sell many girls at all to raise enough money, and in return the students paid only a symbolical admission fee. The girls were grouped in sixteen batches, each batch available for bidding one week each semester. Johanna was available for the first time that very week.

When Johanna walked out of the classroom that day she didn’t know what parts of her were going to be missing when she returned, or if she would return at all. Still she did not hesitate, eager to fulfill her duty to the prestigious school she had been accepted to. She was a very pretty girl, with long brown hair, usually worn in a braid, bright green eyes, lush smooth lips and perky, budding breasts. She wore her uniform, with a green jacket, matching skirt, black shoes and a white shirt with a red tie.

The girl and the nurse walked in silence through the hallways before reaching the processing room, located in the cellar. The processer on duty was already there, a muscular guy in his thirties with a moderate tan and a surprisingly friendly face.

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Great story ! I hope you'll write another part ! :)
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Perhaps she can get her pussy taken from her too?
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My first thought is that Johanna confesses to a male friend how being butchered made her feel, and how it was her attraction to being meat that scared her. Said friend reassures that her feelings are normal and demonstrates it, by ordering Johanna to strip. Johanna does so reluctantly but is talked into it by shear horniness. sex scene where Johanna rollplays as meat. Boy orders her meat while his dick is inside her. The order is for Johanna taken alive. Boy wants to be butcher when he grows up, and partially butchered girl is relatively cheap.
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Very well done! Can we have more please?

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Sauce plz

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Source plz
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Furry tits being sliced, chewed, squeezed, cooked, milked, tortured, etc.
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gonna take turns pounding and beating those fat tits until they burst into torn bloody chunks of meat
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deep fried chicken breastmeat

Furry
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Art from the game Boobs Saga. You can support this game on patreon or steam,
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www.patreon.com/BoobsSaga
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store.steampowered.com/app/726360/Boobs_Saga/
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>>6888
www.patreon.com/BoobsSaga
store.steampowered.com/app/726360/Boobs_Saga/
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>>6892
Is there a furry necro in the game?
Does the character die in difrent ways depending on what kills her or dose it just go ragdoll mode or explode?
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I don't think there's any furries having their tits sliced up, chewed, cut off, or mutilated in this game. Got my hopes up for nothing.

Scat
Hi for this community. All characters are adults

I have SFW commissions for a very small price. but I wanna draw some NSFW and have questions

Is it legal to draw guru in the US?

What payment methods do u use?

Please tell me and I can give you a discount haha if it’s all good to go

Thank you very much
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It's constitutionally legal. The highest kind of legal. Welcome to freedomville.

Most use PayPal as far as I know, but the smart money is in patreon.
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>>22737
Wrong board buckaroo

Scat
Im a 18 year old boy who wants to be kidnapped and raped.Im wanting to be kidnapped. Taken to a place where no one will find me and be turned into a sex slave/human toilet. Forced to be raped. Forced to eat scat. Forced to bathe in manure. Im looking for someone to do this to me.take me to a construction site or camp site porta potty, shove my body in the toilet/waste collection tank. use me as a toilet. tie me up. piss shit cum puke spit on me or in my mouth. have me wear a diaper. toss used diapers,condoms,tampons, and panty pads on me. let me eat the waste of many workers.i want to be tied up in a barn and forced to eat horse,dog and cow shit drink horse piss, and be raped by multiple horses,dogs and cows and have to lick there asses clean and be forced to lay in a slurry of poop. i need to be filled with dog shit while i get raped by a big dog dick.

Kik humant0ile7
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>>22670
Why did you post this again?
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>>22670
Be safe out there, kid.
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Please use me
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>>22705
Is there like, something you wanna talk about? Everything okay?
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Im wanting to be turned into a human toilet. Forced to eat shit

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Lost the high resolution version, hoping someone might have it.
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>>10475
Found it using Yandex reverse image search, I can't post the image because it's larger than 10,000x10,000 pixels, you can find it here:
hXXp://desadov.com/galler_dir/comix/TheVisitor/01.shtml

Literature
***The following is a story of fiction. The author does not condone
violence towards anybody***


Brother Felipe -

I'm just an old man now. Do you remember, Brother? We met only a year ago. I could not speak, but you stayed with me that evening, and what a delightful conversation we had with a stack of papers and a single ink pen. Let's keep that to ourselves. The Church would throw a fit if they knew we wasted precious ink and pulp to have but a fleeting conversation. I cherish it, though. And I am writing to you now, because I know I can trust you.

I feel I must tell you what terrible things I have witnessed and write them down, lest they had never happened. Nobody speaks of it, what they had witnessed that day. The regional Church of Santiago Marin had gone too far, of course. They were just whispers then. But we were all afraid. Who could say anything about the Church after what they had just seen? Back then, the Church of Santiago Marin was powerful and influential. We
had to protect ourselves. We had to keep our children safe. We were scared. Who could blame us? But then again, our silence is what damned us, and our silence is what will continue to damn us if nobody remembers what happened. And we won't remember, which is why I write this letter to you now, my dear friend. Many of these words will be painful to write, but I must.

It began nearly a decade ago in the town of Santiago Marin, my place of birth actually. I don't remember if I had told you that. I was a vocal opponent of the regional church there. Mind you, this was during the start of this new movement sweeping the country. The Inquisition, I believe some are calling it now. Things have started to slow a bit since then, but remember ten years ago when friends and family were whisked away left and right? That's when this story begins. I am not going to tell you about what happened to me. My story is unremarkable. Like so many others I was
unjustly imprisoned. I was tortured. I was locked up like an animal. But I was spared the worst of the cruelty. And I was eventually freed. They should have killed me. Now I am rotting in my old bones, with memories too painful to bear.

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And when the guards came again that last day, we thought surely this was it. Surely this was close to the end of this insanity.

For those who were left to die and rot away in those cells, they will never know what happened next. But I was one of the unlucky ones, for when they dragged out Elena from the cell, who was now nearly lifeless, they also dragged me out. The little one they lifted up from the Cradle where she had been all night, and threw her limp body over the shoulder of one of the burlier guards. And up we went, out of the shadowy dungeon.

But where were we going? What day of the year was it even? In the dungeon, time was endless. Nobody knew when it was day or when it was night. How long was a week? A month? How long was a year? It was all relative. I had felt like I had spent an eternity in that hole, but in reality I was only there for five years. And then it hit me. Of course. Today was execution day. Once a month the Church of Santiago Marin set up festivities for the town to witness. Once a month it was execution day for the Pagans and heretics who opposed the Church. It was mandatory for the townsfolk to attend.

I remember the details very clearly. I could barely walk, I was so
weak, but I managed. They dragged me with a rope attached to my wrists. Elena was dragged on the floor by her arms, belly down. It was then that I could see the iron bars, now burnt into her flesh, a small portion of each rod, jutting obscenely out from between her legs. Alisa, on top of one of the guard's shoulder, was now freshly bleeding, the tears in her womb and elsewhere, agitated once more, now staining the backside of the guard's shirt. It was a grotesque sight.

I remember that many of us had our tongues removed that day. Maybe they didn't want us to say anything about what had happened down in the depths of that Hell. That's when they took mine. They grabbed my tongue with a pair of tongs and another with a small sickle and cut it out. They worked quickly, so in all honestly, my friend, it was painful and bloody, and every bit as terrible as you would imagine, but not anything compared to what I imagine these poor girls had experienced. Remember, this is their
story, not mine. And to prevent me from bleeding to death, they cauterized my wound with a hot iron. They did this to each of us, except the girls. I imagine they wanted them to squeal in front of everybody.

I remember that many of us were chained to wooden carts and led out onto the street. Those of us who could stand, we walked. Those who could not walk, were carried. The first few set of executions were simple and relatively mundane to the crowd. Their necks were tied with a thin metal wire, and the wire was twisted slowly behind their necks until they were strangled to death. Two others were hung. They died in a manner of minutes. But for some reason, they thought to themselves, well wouldn't it be better that day to have a little bit of fun with these poor girls. The crowd was restless anyways. Or maybe they thought that this would send a stronger warning. If you cross the Church, they may have thought, we will take your most vulnerable, and we will subject them to the most atrocious acts. Maybe they thought they were clever.

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I welcome feedback. Please comment. If you like this style, of course, there's more where this came from.

As always, stay safe, be smart, and if you plan on hurting yourself or others, please don't, and seek help.

---CB
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>>13790
I'm at a loss for words. This is the real world.

Not only is it brilliant, hopeful, cynical, unbelievable, believable, and so incredibly bitter sweet...
your author note at the end is honor.
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While it did little to arouse me, this is probably the most well written thing I've seen on a fetish site.

The girls are just a little younger than I like, and I'm not into debreasting, but you've definitely got a talent for this.
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This is the best story I've ever seen on GuroChan, and I've been here a long while! I´m at a loss of words, the quality of this work is way above what one can expect of this site. I usually come here to "do my business", but this one I just read straight through. Well done, CB!

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I would really like to know who made this image. I have done several reverse image searches, but I can't find anything at all.

Requests
Has anyone come across english editions to these comics?

Requests
There seem to be only 4 pages of this brutal comic. Would love to see it completed with more of the pussy torture and a good reason why they do it (captured spies for instance) and earlier rape of the girls.

Requests
Please someone draw Yayo getting killed or tortured in any brutal method possible.
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>>8360
Yes, please
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>>8386
I second this
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>>8263
NEVER
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Need more puchimas gore
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What's wrong with puchimas gore, anyway?

Requests
Honestly I'm trying to find guro that has to do with ANY and ALL Marvel characters.
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Feather has made two guro manga featuring spiderwoman, one featuring Ms Marvel and like 2 days ago he released a guro featuring wonder woman and she hulk
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I forgot where I got it from, but you can probably find it googling 'Supergirl's Last Stand'. There is a whole series on it where she gets tortured and raped by three supervillains.
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Oh actually, you can find the rest of the pictures on Gurochan already :O

Requests
Does anyone have any of pixiv artist リリス's works? I have a few but they've since made all of their works on pixiv private with no way to view any of them.
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