Very nice story. The snuff itself was a bit of a let down, but the story is solid. I need to learn more words to write better stories myself.

Hey! It's nice to see this one close to the top again. Thanks for the comments too!

Any place to see your writing now that they're off asstr?

I missed this on first pass. Glad it got bumped!

>>10867

Sorry, it was the only place. They should be back next month, they are having server problems and new sites, like mine, disappeared!

Even though the idea sounds great, the first point in their rules is no guro :/

Theres guro stories already

Just do it

I do not see any rules against guro it just has to be erotic and not plain violence. But who knows what will come in their minds.

chyoa.com/story/Taking-Emma-Watson.5838 can someone write fataility endings maybe a bullet to the head while fucking to this story and then post back here again. thx

>>9273
link to artist?

whoops, almost forgot here you go http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=48453376

Love this story so much BZT! <3 you rock ^_^

Yes of course there are plenty of tutorials how to do blood and other gore just do goggle search.

but there is no such thing as "blood and gore textures" since that stuff is too complex for just slapping simple texture, as it has to follow rules of physic and fit the context to look adequate



you can find various blood smears and splashes, but they are mostly useless for applying to human body

"Any last words, infidel whores?" the village monarch asked. The line of naked elven girls erupted into terrified pleading, but the one at the first noose remained silent. Though the crowd cheered, the monarch saw this unfitting. He brought his riding crop down on the black-haired girl's bare ass, drawing a grunt of pain. "What say you, slut?" he demanded.

The girl looked at him, a tear running down her cheek. "Please," she implored, "don't do this. I beg of you." The monarch grinned nastily and spat on her. "Soldier!" He called the young man by the lever. "Send these witches to Hell!"

The despaired screams of the girls became choked and strangled as the nooses closed around their necks. The crowd roared as they watched the accused foreign sorceresses thrash and kick for their lives. Still, the girl at the front remained composed, though her tied hands shook. Then, she disappeared.

The crowd went quiet. Even a few girls ceased their struggling, eyes bulging at the wisp of smoke that had been their elven sister. A shriek of pain broke the silence. The village monarch stared at the massive, cracking claw of mana run through his chest, the black-haired girl behind him, her face dark with both resignation and anger. She tossed his gored body into the crowd, then threw a dagger of light through the air, cleanly cutting the ropes of her periled sisters, who fell crying and gasping for air.

The villagers screamed and ran, but none escaped the sorceress and her sisters. Casting aside their crippling compassion, they razed the crowd, slashing their heads off, engulfing them in flame, making their hearts burst inside their chests. They left the town a burning husk, littered with bodies so brutalized they could hardly be called human.

Hannah, like so many other girls, entered Mr. Dorris and stripped to her birthday suit. The busty ebony closed her eyes and bent over the teacher's desk, expecting to feel a cock in one of her holes. Then she felt a bullet going up her ass; she collapsed to the floor in agony, with blood seeping out of her asshole. Before she could scream or yell for help, Dorris pressed the gun against the back of her skull and ended her misery.

He grabbed his camera and started taking pictures when suddenly the door opens and latina girl walked in, clutching a bunch of books in her arms.

The girl was already making her way to the nearest desk before realizing she got the wrong room. "Sorry... I..." She started to say before she noticed the black girl's naked corpse.

She started to screen, but before the sound could escape her mouth Mr. Dorris shot her three times in the throat. She collapsed to the floor clutching at her bleeding neck and in agony; attempts to scream turned into gurgling sounds as she regurgitated blood.

"Guess Hannah forgot to lock the damned door, the stupid whore." He groaned as he walked over to shut and lock the door.

Mr. Dorris turned his attention to the girl. A combination of whimpering and gurgling sound, along with blood, came out of her mouth when the teacher started ripping off her uniform.

"It's going to be alright. I will stop your suffering once you're in your birthday suit."

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Very good stories, I seem to share most of your kinks.

Here's something that was floating around in my head:





'Care free. Affordable. Fun.' a sign over a door read.

Max closed the door behind him and was now staring at a screen: 'Insert $100 into the slot to your right in order to select your Target Bunny. Each additional Bunny costs $25.'



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The fearful girl's arms stretched out, tied to columns, and her long blond braids stretched out, nailed to the wall. Her simple dress bared her shoulders, as well as generous cleavage. She closed her eyes as a drunken raider threw a small axe at her, lodging it in the wall and severing a braid, and let out a scream. They cheered.



An even more drunk raider pushed him aside and threw another axe, which hit the wall with its blunt side and landed at the girl's feet. While being laughed at, he stumbled forward and picked it up. He slowly stood up with his face kept close to the girl, then sniffed at her shoulder. She pulled herself as far away from him as she could, which wasn't much.



"LATER! We said later!"



As another raider took aim from far across the hall, he quickly moved aside. He threw the axe, but missed completely, sending it through the door just as the chieftain entered, bouncing it off his armor. He furiously drew his sword and came towards the man, who fell to the ground in submission.

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12 year old Stacy was very excited to see the meat factory on her school field trip. After all, that's where her sister Zoe was taken. And on her sweet 16th birthday as well.



While the other girls in her class were sick at what they saw, Stacy just grinned. She watched as Zoe had her arms tied behind her back. hung upside down with hooks in her feet.



She giggled as Zoe screamed behind the gag that had been stuffed in her mouth. She laughed as the knife was plunged into her sister, gutting her, the blood pouring out, and the organs ripped out quite easily. Stacy hummed happy birthday as she watched her sister's eyes roll to the back of her head as she bled to death.



"Normally, we wouldn't do something like this." the tour guide said. "We usually give the ladies a more gentle death. However, this one sent in an application telling us how she wanted to be processed on her birthday, and in the most painful way possible."

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>>5165

Well, in my grave robbing fantasies, the dead girl would have to be fresh and intact in order for her to be appealing to me. Also, I fantasize about a dead girl being in a pretty dress of various types and putting her in a body bag before taking her home with me and after injecting her with an anti-decomposition chemical, make her into my love doll to cherish and love forever.

With Anime and manga characters who've died, I fantasize about digging up their bodies from their graves and making them into love dolls to love too.

Also, I've got similar Grave robbing fantasies that involve dead lolis and shotas. In my fantasies, I can't bear to see a beautiful child, teen girl or woman rot away in the ground so I work to save their bodies from such a terrible fate and preserve them forever.

>>5513
>the penalty would be harsh
that probably depends on where you live. I just checked and in my country grave robbing/necrophilia would be prosecuted as "disturbance of the dead" and the MAXIMUM penalty is 3 months. A first time offender would most likely get off with probation and some mandatory therapy.

your other points are valid though.

>>5541

Holy fuck where do you live? I'm not even into necrophilia and that makes me rethink things.

I'm willing to offer my wife. She's not even dead and damned if I can tell the difference in the bedroom.

>>5513

That's why I'd prefer to fuck someone immediately after killing them, when their body is just lukewarm and their skin is still soft, before rigor mortis sets in (Iess than 4 hours after death). One of my most persistent fantasies is smothering my daughter to death in bed with a pillow and sleeping with her body, cuddling her, kissing her, caressing her, talking to her. A real draw is the fact that even after death she'd still feel so human, being alive just minutes earlier, waiting for a goodnight kiss from daddy with not a worry in her mind. Not that I'd actually do it, but damn I wish I could.

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>>5586



So, if the picture of a real person isn't gore, it would be fine?

>>5592

As long as they're over 18, and you link, not post it, it should be. (And if you really have to, there's always the workaround of mentioning the site and ID where the image is located like "imgur and hgELRDJ jpg" without ever linking anything directly).

>>5583

Uploading real images is not allowed (gore or not), but there's nothing against linking them. I'd recommend clearly marking it as such, though.



>>5593

Age doesn't matter, unless it's pornographic.

[Yasuhiko Ohtsuki] [ootsuki ho hiko] Rone no Nikki

https://exhentai.org/g/488197/5a13401bb9/

Second page I have

[Azuma Kenji] Dark Age
https://hentai2read.com/dark_age_azuma_kenji/1/118/
https://exhentai.org/g/99362/df3d85b5cd/

Azuma Kenji (pixiv)
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=39252511

Thanks, you are amazing!

>>8371

There sia translated version from LWB on ex too

If you're still doing request can you do a girl in some sort of dangerous magic trick (sawed in half, sliced in 4ths, sword box..etc)?

sorry for the quality, i drew this on flockmod

another sketch i did on flockmod

I'm back :)



I drew something new

A hanging game by granony

http://granony.r.ribbon.to/game/hanging/v1/play.html

Don't Try This at Home

(decapitation, consensual, m/f, medical)



My wife and I had always been guro fetishists. Even near the beginning of our relationship we found that both of us had taken up frequenting gore- and freakshow-related image boards. Such a connection was, as far as we could tell, rare and special, and in the end it was no surprise that we ended up staying together.



Obviously the sex was the best we could make it without maiming one another. We had tried the old bondage motif, even going so far as long-term bondage (a favorite game of ours was tying up her arms, putting a shirt over them, and pretending she didn't have them, sometimes for a whole weekend or longer) and encasement. Some of the best sex we ever had was the night before I encased her body in plaster (We had wanted to use concrete, but after finding out to our dismay that the curing temperature would kill her, we had to find an alternative). Just the anticipation had been enough to make her wetter than an octopus, and the whole time we went through the preparation process we couldn't stop making love, even as she gradually ran out of holes from the tubes I'd inserted into her orifices.



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Graduation

(school, surprise gore, eyes, cons.)



Her classmates filled the small room, packed tight against one another but leaving some space around her. All their faces glowed with anticipation; the whole graduation day had been filled with a spirit of camaraderie, the students all excited for each other. Even if they had never known one another over the last few years, every soul was happily congratulating his or her peers, cheering for them and egging them on as they stepped up to the mirror to complete their final test.

As she stood before the mirror, she looked down at the objects in her hands: a knife in one, the handle warmed by the hands of all the students who had used it before her; and in the other hand a small glass jar filled with an antiseptic solution. Below the mirror was a sort of lectern with a socket in the center just large enough to hold the jar - rather like a cupholder. The mirror itself loomed before her in that intimidating way in which only a mirror can, her reflection staring back with all her anxiety on full display. Behind her she could see the expectant faces of all her classmates; unbelievable as it may have been, every one of them had passed the test and was waiting on her to follow them.

She placed the jar into the socket and raised the knife to her face, taking a deep breath. For the last three years she had been preparing for this moment; she remembered all the classes, the new language she'd had to learn, the training she had undergone to use the new tools she was soon to start using. She was completely ready, and yet, now that the moment was here, it seemed so intimidating. She glanced at the knife; this close to her eye, its every detail was sharply visible. The blade had of course been cleaned after every use, but a single ominous drop of blood remained on the handle. The knife itself curved gracefully both parallel to and perpendicular to its edge, its form following its very specific function. The edge was immaculate, not a single tiny kink, notch, or dull spot having been allowed to exist on it.

With the glowing faces of all her peers clustered around her into a solid wall of anticipation, she inched the knife blade closer to her face. Her heart was racing and time seemed to crawl like the slowest of snails, but eventually she felt the cold metal prick her skin. Now was the moment of truth - she had to execute her task perfectly. She pressed the point deeper into her flesh, the smooth, sharp edge slicing easily through it. She could feel sensations in places she had never felt anything before - the sharpness and coldness of the blade even as it penetrated deep inside her head. She rotated it in the well-practiced circular motion she all her classmates had been taught. When it completed a full circle, she felt her eyeball tip ever so slightly out of its place, touching her hand gently as if to kiss her farewell. She put the knife in her other hand and then grasped the eyeball - this part she knew was best done quickly, before the dryness of her hand made it too painful. Thus, in a swift motion, she plucked it away from her face and dropped it into the jar.

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And now a new one!



Bullet

(brains, snuff)



Blinding light filled the tiny cell in which my siblings and I had been held captive. Finally! Until now darkness had been all we knew. I hoped with all my might that I might be the first one chosen, and before I even had time to start feeling nervous, so it was! I found myself being lifted free into the fresh air and sunlight.



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That bullet, through an unknown mean, made say "It's cute"...

>>9737

That's a very creative... and trippy story.

>>8350

NO.



Stop bumping your thread

Since she can grow a penis, can you chop her penis off? :D

Bump!

Nice stuff! Never seen your work before, but I like what I'm seeing so far.



... or have I? Weird question, but did you, by any chance, ever do any Sailor Moon guro pictures? Or happen to hang out on the IlPollaio/ Dolcettish forum at any point? Your style looks familiar.

Share the game here I mean :p