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The next special I have already devoted to Kamilla! aryion.com/g4/user/Kamilla But you can still choose the opponents. [​IMG] every choice is one enemy from my book^^.



Maybe become a little short, I hope you like it anyway!

Third advent special: A coupon for Agatha.

A few days ago, Agatha received a letter with a coupon. The sender merely said. "From a fan." It is a coupon for a butcher shop. This is perhaps the strangest gift that Agatha has ever received. Especially since you can only use the coupon at the 24th December. Who gives food to Christmas, that you have to prepare yourself? Agatha became curious. In internet, she found out that the butcher’s name is Jaimie and that he has a legendary reputation. Supposedly, pigs like to die through his knife. This is of course an exaggeration, but it sounds hot. Perhaps Agatha can watch the master at work, she hadn’t planned anything for the first Christmas day anyway. Fresh meat couldn’t hurt!

So, she appeared at his shop in the evening, as it was demanded on the voucher. She's dressed in one of her tighter evening gowns. Agatha hadn’t had a butcher for a long time, maybe she could get some more intimate information out of him. She loves to seduce men. But this is only a test! She hopes for a man who can turn the game around. But the most men disappoint her…
The master butcher has already expected her! He looks very young for a master. But his eyes are serious, and his strong arms show, that he has already killed many animals. He has a beard and short hair. He wears a green smock under which his muscles are visible. He looks at her very oddly. He seems interested, but it doesn’t seem as if he is interested in her as a woman. Agatha tries to break the silence. "I'm here for the voucher."
His face shows no emotion: "So it has come?" He says quietly and calmly.

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Today was a good day.

Earlier in the day I was informed by my commander that the ransom payments still haven’t arrived, and it was my privilege and honor to send an unmistakable message to the world by executing our first hostage. Collectively, we decided that the little French girl cowering in the corner should be the first one to go, she’s young and sexy, it will get plenty of media coverage.

The girl’s a natural beauty with a pretty face adorned with very little make up. Her long blonde hair tied was pulled back in a long ponytail, sporting a professional look with a pristine white shirt and a pair of light colored skinny jeans. Sophie is her name, according to the lanyard around her neck, and apparently she’s a trainee journalist at a local news agency. Poor girl must’ve just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, and caught up with the wrong crowd, and now she’s going to be murdered on air for the whole world to see, how’s that for some quality journalism?

As I made my way towards her with a knife in hand, the frightened girl dropped on her knees and pleaded desperately in French. Although I had absolutely no idea what she’s saying, I could taste her fear and desperation, which transcended all language barriers and was invigorating as always.

With her hands tightly cuffed behind her back and legs bound together at the ankles, she attempted to wriggle away from me like a broken marionette, but to no avail. Screams of pain escaped her red glossy lips as I grabbed her ponytail with a vice like clench, and forcefully dragged the writhing woman to the gym’s changing room, or as we call it - the slaughterhouse.

Her eyes widened, and a ghastly expression that could only be described as pure horror slowly formed on her face as I slammed her on the floor of a shower cubicle. To be frank, her reaction was completely justified. The cracks between the tiles were covered with the dried viscera from a previous interrogation victim, a vivid and metallic scent of dried blood wafted in the air. If you looked closer you would know that out the source of the scent - a smelly pile of small intestines that got stuck on the grate in shower drain.

Not a pretty sight indeed.

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Sweet. Great ideas. Love the descriptions.
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Great story, loved it, but:
The guy has got be naked, and very horny after cutting her, so bit of delightful necro would be welcome
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Next victim has to be pregnant housewife. Hopefully our beloved killer is assisted by his extremely perverted and cruel 13yo daughter
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HELLO
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HELLO indeed! Loved it. Maybe the 13-y-old might also be strung up and done by the killer.

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A little story to match the Christmas season. Little sisters are great.

A Christmas surprise for the best big brother!

My big brother is the best brother you can have! When I was in danger, he was there. If I could not sleep, he told me good night stories. He helped me at school and taught me how to ride a bike. Since we had no parents, he has been taking care of me. For him, I have always remained his cute little sister. For me he will always be my strong brother. But I am no longer a child! I realize that he gives up many dreams for me. As long, as I am here, he will never live for himself! I know exactly what my brother wants. Even if he thinks I don’t know. This is a gift that only I can give him!

My alarm clock is already ringing at 5 o'clock. For I must be awake before my brother! My brother gets up early, I should hurry if I want to surprise him. I quickly put all the ingredients on the table I prepared yesterday. Fortunately, our oven is big enough. I've tested it several times! I also bought a fresh baking pan for this day. Now if everything is prepared, there is only one thing to do. I jump quickly into the bath and put on my shirt with the cat and the panty with the red bow, I have worn when I was very small. Luckily, they still fit, even if the shirt emphasizes my body shape. I tie my golden hair to two ponytails, the way I used to wear them. Today I will be his cute little sister again! I don’t have much time left. I take the large silver plate and place it in front of his door. I tie a red ribbon around my neck. The recipe I put in front of the plate. I myself sit on the cold plate with crossed legs and try to look cute. Now I just have to wait...

It doesn’t take long, sleepy my brother opens the door. Like any Christmas, he wants to prepare sweets for me. This time I was faster!
"Surprise!"
He wipes the sleep out of his eyes: "What's the matter, little sister? Why are you ..." Loudly he reads the recipe. "Chocolate Baked Sister ... Signed Santa Claus. What does that mean?"
I look at him with wide eyes: "Stupid Big Brother! I'm your gift!"
He looks at me with interest. "You mean I should eat you?"

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I love this story, thank you

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It was on the old chan, and I quite enjoyed it. Does anyone know where I can find it again please?
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It can be found on dolcettgirlforum

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Aaron woke up in a strange room all by himself. The last thing he could remember was swerving to avoid a dog crossing the road and crashing into a tree. Looking around the room, he then saw the most beautiful young girl. She must have been around 10 years old, with pale freckled skin, firey red hair, and just the beginning of budding breasts under her flowery sun dress. This beautiful lolita turned around and smiled with the an adorable smile.

"I'm glad your awake. My name is Anabelle, and welcome to heaven."

Aaron had so many questions. Was he really dead? Who was this Anabelle?

"Don't worry Aaron, it is perfectly normal to freak out a little. You died in a recent car crash trying to save a dog, and as a result you have made it to heaven. Here you get to have all of your deepest desires and fantasies fullfilled. Everyday you will wake up in a new dream world where you can do anything you would like, absolutely anything. Today, I am all yours. You can do anything and everything you would want with me. You are my absolute master."

Aaron, excited about the prospects of everything he had just heard, decided to try it out, and see exactly how far he could go.

"Take your panties off, and lean over, I want to inspect your pussy"

You could tell Anabelle was nervous, she had never been with anyone before, but she wanted to do anything to please her new master. She pulled her underware down and leaned over, touching her hands to her toes, and displaying her pussy for Aaron to see and do whatever wanted to up her sun dress.

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I'd like to see more. Maybe a cunt mutilation too?
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For some reason this reminds me of that old "The Far Side" comic where the guy is in heaven but he keeps stubbing his toe, with a caption under it reading something like "It takes the average person 15 minutes to figure out they are in Hell."
xD

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Hey, I'm back again.
This time I've got a gif I made involving needles and pasties.
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Think you might be willing to do some castration and cunt destruction?
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>>14986
Possibly, if I've got time. I typically only do trades and commissions.

Here's another thing I did recently, featuring an OC.
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I don't have anything to offer as trade... I am between jobs atm, and can't draw for shit... I have decided to try my hand at writing though.... I have a couple stories in /lit/ if you're interested.

Discussion
As the title says. This is supposed to be a thread where everyone can ask questions they may have been afraid to ask anywhere else or even google, and hopefully someone here is able to answer (or at least provide an educated guess).

Can be just about anything, especially sex- or guro-related, for a story or just out of curiousity, but please don't be lazy and at least consider looking it up first.
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>>3968
>I fantasize about putting a slug through her chest while fucking her
From my general knowledge and some observations I woud say that,
very likely this woud go well and she will like it, as long as girl is not scared that you will just kill her on the spot.

women are carving attention of any kind and and if you are willing to do anything and show interest in her her she is very pleased that you need her.
It does not really matter if you want to torture her, kiss her or murder her it is all good. (or at least much better than indifference)

>What do you consider to be the most taboo fetish?

I think there is something more taboo than pedophilia and guro combined.
It is animal abuse. because people who enjoy children being tortured or murdered will be often pretty upset if it is not human child but some cute kitten or puppy
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Does anyone know if there's a method to slightly damage a man's urethra in a way that makes ejaculation extremely painful until it heals, but doesn't cause actual permanent damage?

Also, I've read that in order to rupture the average testicle through squeezing, about 50kg / 110 pounds of force is needed. Anyone know what the average threshold for causing permanent damage is, assuming medical help is unavailable? Or are they fine as long as a rupture doesn't occur? I know the durability of the testicles can vary widely between individuals, so for context, the victim in question is young and healthy, but would most likely not have much (if any) past experience with groin trauma.
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What's the average size of a girl/woman's uterus and ovaries? And is it possible to cut it out of her body without damaging the vaginal canal?
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Any idea if the Lazarus reflex* can happen to freshly-decapitated bodies? Or maybe to dead bodies that recently experienced other head trauma?

I think it would make sense. Having no head looks similar to brain-death or brain-stem-failure; there was a report that the condition of a decapitated body seems remarkably undisturbed, which sounds similar to the condition of an otherwise-living body being taken off the respirator. And this reflex is coming from the spine anyway.

*See en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lazarus_sign
This is a sort-of postmortem reflex in which the arms flex at the elbow, rise, then come to rest on the chest. I just like the idea of a dead, naked woman covering her breasts as if she's embarrassed, or maybe embracing someone as he's doing her.
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I'm trying to write a character who drowns herself in a river/lake, exactly how would she go about that? Afaik, the body has some sort of reflex against drowning (duh), and normally floats to the surface too. Is there any 'trick' to it, or really just making sure you've got enough weights to drag you down (also how much extra weight would it take to overcome the buoyancy of a ~1.70m/65kg late-teen)?

Discussion
I'm planning on posting some writing of my own, but before that I'd like to get a bit of clarification on some things regarding how to tag my stuff (it's likely going to be a collection of shorter stories, so tagging will be on a case-by-case basis rather than at the top of the thread).

- What does the "snuff" tag actually stand for? I see it on a ton of stories, and I know what a snuff film is, but not how the word applies to writing, and consequently if I should use it.
- Are "Con(sensual)"/"Non-con" used only in regards to sexual intercourse, or also (or maybe especially) to denote willing/unwilling death/gore/etc?
- Is a short, half-sentence, mention of someone pissing themselves on death enough to warrant the "Scat" tag, or is that unnecessary for such a minor thing?
- Slightly related, how exhaustive should the tags be in general? Or what are some common tags I should be sure to include (if they apply)?

Thanks in advance for any helpful answers (as well as any other hints/advice for properly tagging stories).
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As I noticed there are 2 typed of tagging one is to protect weak hearted from extreme contend and another is to atract potential fans.

Since this site is not for weak minded there is no need to mention something what is not the focus of the story You will be misleading people. Think about tags as about advertisement which you use to atract your audience. and expect that people may be pissed if you fail to deliver what promised.

Con non-con is usually written as con/nc it applies to everything in the story. including sex and death. whether it is consensual or not, depends on the final everything else doe not matter if she was protesting up to the last minute when she finally liked that.

Rape can be consensual as well if woman wants to to be taken by force or pretends to disagree.

I am not sure what semi-con tag means but I guess it should be used when something like blackmailing is used without physical violence
so that victim obeys but doe snot enjoy it

Tagging characters is probably unnescesary, but you can use f/m/g/b for female/male/girl/boy submissive/passive and use capital letters for dominant/active characters


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>>4215

Semi-consensual can mean a lot of things. Agreeing to die, but not wanting to. Wanting to die, but only as a result of some extreme, limiting situation. Wanting to die and then changing your mind. Freely agreeing to have a chance to die, and drawing the short straw...

Some use 'reluctant' as a consensuality tag, but it seems more specific.
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>>4218
If you change your mind in the last moment this is not consensual neither semiconsensual, but this rarely if ever happens.

I think there should also be "tsundere" tag, when someone actually wants to be forced into something, but pretends to resist.
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I think in general the semi-cons tag is a bit vague and I never know what to expect when I see it. Cons/non-cons at least hints that the bulk of the story will be one or the other. When I see both tags I assume that one character is one, and a diff charecter is the other.

The capitalizing of male/female, etc. doesn't make any sense because it doesn't seem to be used consistantly. I've seen it mean that one character was dominant and the other a sub, but I've also seen it used to imply one character was adult and the other a child. The only thing that seem to be totally clear is the grouping of who will fuck who. f/f = two girl fuck, and mfm = two guy one girl threesome, etc. But M/f could mean mature man and underage girl, or Dominant man sub woman. I like seeing something like m/f D/s as two seperete tags for clarity.

The "snuff" tag isn't totally pointless. Far more often than not I've seen it implies death during sex specifically and is diff than a murder tag which could be death for any other reason. The clearest setup is probably a willing victim tag which I've seen before as "con snuff". There's no confusion that it's willing death during sex.

Whatever you choose, the point made about the tags being advertising is spot on. I am far far more likely to read a story if it's tagged than not, and of course more likely to read a story that has my fav tags.
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>>4265
>>The capitalizing of male/female, etc. doesn't make any sense because it doesn't seem to be used consistantly.

As far as I noticed it is used pretty consistently and works fine
Capitalization is not used to specify age Some people may be ignorant about proper tagging rules but most do it fine.

If you want to specify mature man and underage girl you use m/g tag you can use / to indicate relationship like m/gg (man with 2 girls) or mm/g (2 men with one girl) or Mm/g or (one dominant man with one friend dominate one underage girl) or M/mg one dominant man dominates another man and underage girl)

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P R E M I S E


After many wars, humankind dispersed into the stars, some more peacefully than others. A few of their groups survived, some more comfortably than others. Eventually, many unlocked the deepest secrets of the universe...

Time-travel led to incomprehensible wars and invincible utopias. Entire lineages were prevented to undo mild inconveniences. Paradoxes that brought both morality and reality into question became routine. Genocides killed endless masses to assure tyrants that their own displeasure simply never occurred.

Entire dimensions could be created, first a simple, random universe like their own; Most initially spawned with just thermal, electric, or kinetic energy and simple elements. Eventually complex self-aware multiverses that were crystaline and mechanical could be conjured in nanoseconds. Interdimensional sub-space God-Machines were like pennies to a True God.

Once these Universe-Machines were capable of creating atom-by-atom replicas of themselves, Identical-Parent-Machines, they could essentially create endless numbers of realms expanding infinitely in every direction. Hells filled with Ice or Fire, Heavens brimming with Life, and Voids of Nothingness- no more than a child's plaything!

As these humans- and aliens they encountered- became immortal gods, able to create new forces, shoot infinitely hot flames, teleport anywhere, and be threatened by nothing except their own kind, they had only their desires and a new plane of science and philosophy to contend with, if they so chose.
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The Landing



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"PLEASE!" I'M NOT A SYNTH!" Sophy thought it absurd to torture anyone, regardless of how they were born, but if not being a synth gave her rights, she'd scream about her dad fucked her mom from noon to midnight and back again. And that's what she did.

"SHUT UP RUNT!" A pale grizzled man slapped her, leaving a bright red-purple bruise covering her cheek and under her outer tear-duct.

"Why won't anyone listen to me?" She was a small soft girl, only 16, with flowing blonde hair and blue eyes. She was hanging from the ceiling by her chained hands, barbs digging into her wrists, and touched the floor with only her toes. Her back and ribs strained under the unwilling stretch.

"You know how they make a synth?" The other man in the room, slightly taller and tan, firmly rubbed her rump, chilling her skin and sending goosebumps up her back as he traced a finger through the crevice of her round ass, lingering over her puckered anus that reflexively cowered in anticipation. "It isn't birth. It's like making a tool, because that's what it is." He spanked her; it instantly hit her with jarring memories of humiliation and sizzling pain being reignited over and over by her domineering parents who literally sold her to the circus.

"They just slam oxygen and shit together like it's a normal human body part." Really, a synth was just as human on every physical level, there was simply no way to tell the difference. Synths came from artificial eggs being bombarded with sperm-cells, but they were the same as cells people produced biologically, except in machines tying simple elements together. "But it's not, it's like sculpting rocks to make nails. Speaking of which..." The tall slender man pulled a palm-sized wooden box from his pocket and opened it, taking some 2-inch nails and placing a few in the crevice, sideways into her her ass, and some thinner ones into her puckered anus. The slightly shorter but much bulkier man kept inserting much longer needles in each buttock.

Sophy only winced and whimpered at first, pleading "Please stop thiss..." as she cried, but started shaking, making her breasts bounce and her butt quake as she yipped. The needles in her rump shook with her, enlarging the swaying motion of her hind.
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"Sid, how much before she pukes?" The pale grizzled man ask, turning to the tall tan man.

"Abouoot.." Sid's voice trailed on for a moment as he poured milk into a bucket, and Sophy squirmed at splattering noise echoed around her, "this much!" He cheerfully swung the jug he was carrying upright and set it down. He had already poured a smoothie of fruits, vegetables, oatmeal, and hotdogs, but Sohpy didn't know what it was. He unzipped and pulled out his massive cock, pissing in the cauldron.

"You sure that's enough for her?"

"Well, Kork, feel free. Did you need to go to the bathroom?"

"No, I just pissed on that one broken kid." What broken kid? Sophy wondered. "But I do think she could use more protein."

"Always generous." Sid laughed and slapped Sophy's tits as Kork opened a closet with bug-filled glass boxes on shelves.

"OH GOD NO!" Immediately realizing what was happening, Sophy resumed squirming, more erratically than before, causing the needles in her rear to inflict more pain that enhanced her squirms, culminating in a vicious cycle.

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if people could recreate everything, why so much sick shit at all? I mean, if there is some Universe machine, why are there synth humans with retarded caste system?

you just made up some fiction that was shit the moment you imagined.
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>>if people could recreate everything, why so much sick shit at all? I mean, if there is some Universe machine, why are there synth humans with retarded caste system?


Not every one has the same technology or is equally aware of each other.
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>>you just made up some fiction that was shit the moment you imagined.


Did it get in the way of your pinky-extended masturbation?

Literature
The second Advent Special is complete! Dodge often uses a quiet cook. I tried to orient myself to his stories. I hope you like it:)


A Julia gift for Dodge!

I have been expecting many guests… But Santa Claus?! I may not be the tidiest person, but even for me this situation is very embarrassing. I wear a much too long red sweater and a yellow skirt, which is wrongly tied. I wear a white and a red sock and my hair is disheveled. I haven’t even mopped the sleep from my eyes. People who visit me know me and know my quirks. However, before Santa Claus I would have liked to show a better Julia!
„You don’t need to be nervous. You look great!" He tries to give me courage.
I wonder why he visited me of all people? Hesitantly I dare to ask. "Mr. Santa Claus. Why are you here? Have I done something evil? "
He laughs heartily, "No, you were brave! That's why I need your help. Sit down on my lap! That might shock you… Do you have cookies in your house? "
I get the self-baked biscuits out of my can and sit down on his lap. I've always wanted to know how it feels to sit on his lap. With strangers, I normally feel uncertain. But Santa is not a real stranger!
He clears his throat.: "I'll be honest with you, I want you to be a gift to an elderly gentleman."
This is indeed very surprising! "I'm supposed to be a present!? Should I have sex with him!?" To have sex with a stranger is exciting ... But I believe that is too much for me! He certainly wouldn’t have fun.
"Calm down.” Santa say with a soothing voice. " the man is a very kind cannibal. Unfortunately, he didn’t find a meat girl for this Christmas. You shouldn’t just have sex with him. I want you to be his meat girl! You always dreamed of it. Haven’t you?"

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After many wars, humankind dispersed into the stars, some more peacefully than others. A few of their groups survived, some more comfortably than others. Eventually, many unlocked the deepest secrets of the universe...

Time-travel led to incomprehensible wars and invincible utopias. Entire lineages were prevented to undo mild inconveniences. Paradoxes that brought both morality and reality into question became routine. Genocides killed endless masses to assure tyrants that their own displeasure simply never occurred.

Entire dimensions could be created, first a simple, random universe like their own; Most initially spawned with just thermal, electric, or kinetic energy and simple elements. Eventually complex self-aware multiverses that were crystaline and mechanical could be conjured in nanoseconds. Interdimensional sub-space God-Machines were like pennies to a True God.

Once these Universe-Machines were capable of creating atom-by-atom replicas of themselves, Identical-Parent-Machines, they could essentially create endless numbers of realms expanding infinitely in every direction. Hells filled with Ice or Fire, Heavens brimming with Life, and Voids of Nothingness- no more than a child's plaything!

As these humans- and alienes they encountered- became immortal gods, able to create new forces, shoot infinitely hot flames, teleport anywhere, and be threatened by nothing except their own kind, they had only their desires and a new plane of science and philosophy to contend with, if they so chose.

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One lovely design was randomly directed labyrinths. Every member of this godlike super-species could make as many as they wanted, but one stood out as a particular sadist who filled his with victims. Knowing full well the hatred nobler entities had for him, he needed immense protection, so he sought out servants and allies, grooming beast machines to guard his lairs. He went back in time and was the Devil's impostor.
It was too easy, you see, to simply create trillions of inhabitants to suffer. There were infinite numbers of them (many that his associates created) but he rather catch souls that were destined for better fates... which is to say any fate.

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GrossGod* Universe
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1/10

Discussion
Has anyone been or is planning to go to Ryonaket?

The next one is February 26th 2017 in Tokyo.

www.ryonaket.com
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sa
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I've been to Ryonaket severaltimes while I was living in Japan. It's amazing! A room full of dozens of booths selling ryona and guro doujin and hundreds of ryona/guro fans to hang out with. I's really fun and I always end up leaving with a heavy backpack full of new books and CDs. If you have a chance to go, you should definitely attend. You won't regret it. Just bring lots of money. Onaverage I spent around 20,000 every time I went because there was so much stuff I wanted to buy. :-)

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Background Infos Stesspela:

Breed: Sar.
Sex: female
Age (This story): ??? between 100 to 10000 Years I guess.
Height: 1.34 meters
Eyes: Emerald green
Hair: snow white.
Blood type: 0+
Meat: always tender. (even if she is stressed)
Breast: B
Special features: missing left eye. Last survivor of her folk and heiress of divine magic. She can transform atoms and manipulate natural laws. She is a Vegetarian and pacifist. She has panic fear of darkness! She Don’t age.


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ups last sentence was lost:

My ribs ... everything seems perfect. For a final time, I read their minds. They will probably put my head above the fireplace ......

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Hey there guys (and girls?) I don't want to spam this place with my art, but a lot of it fits the bill, so I figured I'd share a few assorted chanworthy pieces as an example of my work. It's mostly furry and mostly male/gay, but that's not the only thing I can/will do. Also, anyone else is of course free to post anything of mine that they've seen and liked.

Now, since I browse requests a lot anyway, if it's allowed, I'd like to leave this thread open to requests. I do original work as well as editing (though I'm not going to edit anyone's watermark out or anything like that, so don't ask.).

...Now, I don't want to give the pretense that I have a life, but I probably won't be here every day and I don't want to draw 24/7 so I'm just going to pick requests based on if the idea inspires me to pick up the pen. That said, if I'm going to disappear for more than a week I'll say so.
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>>11785

More like this please, this is pretty damned cool. Severed cocks lined up in a line maybe?
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If you like xenomorphs and gore please post on this thread https://www.gurochan.cx/art/res/14921.html
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May I ask for a pic of Shima of Planet Dolen being killed by her mirror self (I forgot which ep that one arrived in) by strangling her and finger fucking her?
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I have a couple requests actually. I'd like to see Tails from Sonic having both his dicks cut off as he cums, and Amy getting stabbed or shot in her pussy
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>>11736
Nice! This image has been one of my favorites for a long time.

It'd be nice to see Applejack from MLP:FIM drawn long drop hanged in assless chaps and cowboy boots with her hands tied/shackled behind her back.

Literature
In the Pokedex are already very important info. But they have forgotten a very important detail so far! This will probably have the most tags of all my storys^ ^

Tags: (bug vore, cannibalism, corpse eater ,Dragon, Gore, Parasite, Plant vore, Pokemon, Pokemon pred, Pokemon Vore ,Pokemon/Human, roast, Sex, Snake, Snake Vore, Soft Vore, Transformation, voluntary )

Since these are Pokedex entries is doesen't explain the details ... (Maybe I write short stories to some pokemon on request)


Pokedex hunting tactics: “The hunt begins” (001 to 025)


001: Bulbasaur. Type: vore/plant

Bulbasaur normally hunt new trainer. His toxic is not strong, so it can't put a girl to sleep. Also, it's easy to escape his grab. So, it's wait for his girl trainer to get into a fight! If the victim fall over, he fast can caught her into his bulb. Once into his Bulb, there is no Escape! The cute meat is digested and help him evolving to a cute flower!

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Discussion
Hi all, I'd swear there's a large list of /lit stories that have up-and-disappeared. What's up with that?
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...Just read the FAQs, and you're right. How angering though, plaintext stories only take mere kilobytes of storage, how is there not an archive of some sort?? Dammit, I could've been archiving every damn story on the site if I'd only realized they'd be fucking annihilated after mere months... FUCK. I'm gonna ask admins if there's any such archive... just to be sure.
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Just sit tight, the new software has proper archive, and is in the debug/test phase.
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That's great to hear, enclaved.
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Agreed, that's an incredible relief.
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Unless something has changed, the admin told me that the site keeps binary transaction logs which means that text-only data, once submitted to the site, is never lost even if the post gets purged. It just becomes inaccessible and has to be retrieved manually by an admin. Unless images are stored as MySQL objects and not files, then images are lost when they are deleted, and only text can be retrieved.

Literature
P R O L O G U E


The War was not a pretty one. There is no pretty war but The War started out pretty, in that it was relatively bloodless with a few bombings and mostly protests.

But then the government was dominated by a single theocratic faction, and committed genocide like the world had never seen before. Missiles launched from satellites destroyed millions residing in ghettos instantly, millions more were locked up.

Former allies knew something had to be done; They equipped and trained the remnants of the previous government and whoever would join them, and even sent in their own Special Forces. Rival superpowers took their chance and armed their own proxies with massive numbers of cheap but effective weapons.

The theocrats found they had been both outnumbered by one revolutionary faction, numbering tens of millions of hardened soldiers, and outgunned by the other.

It was at this time that the rival superpowers marched on their circumstantial allies with legions, and a single nation's civil war turned into an even bloodier World War.


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"We're live."

"Hi, you're watching FUKS4NEWS!" The blonde anchorwoman cheerfully smiled at the camera then turned to the brown-haired man at her right.

"We have quite some news today. In the previously BCMA-held region of Durlot, California, SCAF initiated a coup and ousted their former allies from most of the center. The Black Christians and Muslims Alliance pages on social media are swearing to launch a counter attack and retake ground, while Spiritual Colored Army of Feminists are taunting them and posting videos of their victory celebration."

The television program showed shots of comments made by blue- and red- haired black girls with scars, tattoos, and piercings retorting statements of indignation next to profile pics of pastors and other scarred girls with dyed hair and tats but wearing crosses. Then low-quality videos of people encircling a fire and swaying back and forth.

"For more, Alice Von Braiche." The televisions in bars and homes across the nation showed a younger blue-eyed woman with straight black hair step forward to the camera, National Guardsmen of various races standing behind her, a couple with grenade launchers.

"H-" An explosion interrupted her. Smoke filled the room. Gunfire erupted. Smoke cleared, the camera had been knocked down, showing her lying flat and looking about like a scared cat.

A rod jutted out from shadows and yanked her into an unseen room. Coarse voices muttered to each other as one spoke clearly "see what happens on our-"

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"We're live."

"Hi, you're watching FUKS4NEWS!" The blonde anchorwoman cheerfully smiled at the camera then turned to the brown-haired man at her right.

"We have quite some news today. In the previously BCMA-held region of Durlot, California, SCAF initiated a coup and ousted their former allies from most of the center. The Black Christians and Muslims Alliance pages on social media are swearing to launch a counter attack and retake ground, while Spiritual Colored Army of Feminists are taunting them and posting videos of their victory celebration."

The television program showed shots of comments made by blue- and red- haired black girls with scars, tattoos, and piercings retorting statements of indignation next to profile pics of pastors and other scarred girls with dyed hair and tats but wearing crosses. Then low-quality videos of people encircling a fire and swaying back and forth.

"For more, Alice Von Braiche." The televisions in bars and homes across the nation showed a younger blue-eyed woman with straight black hair step forward to the camera, National Guardsmen of various races standing behind her, a couple with grenade launchers.

"H-" An explosion interrupted her. Smoke filled the room. Gunfire erupted. Smoke cleared, the camera had been knocked down, showing her lying flat and looking about like a scared cat.

A rod jutted out from shadows and yanked her into an unseen room. Coarse voices muttered to each other as one spoke clearly "see what happens on our-"

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The camera was held back and pointed out a window. At least a hundred well-armored men and women wielding AK-47's and 74's, a couple of Uzis, and one with a shotgun were standing guard in the street below and on another rooftop.

"For General Sherro."
"FOR GENERAL SHERRO!" The live video showed the new cameraman's arm raised forward as he shouted and the well-equipped mercenaries returning the gesture. Emili Azul Sherro's troops were always fearsome to behold. She looked for morale and skill in her troops and had the money to equip them. Signing for her was like selling your soul.

Every recruit had to prove his or her worth- especially bravery. Sherro knew it didn't matter how many men you had if they all panicked and fled the instant they were attacked. She would take in the physically weak and strengthen them- if they could brave flames. She'd take the fat, if they could play at least a single game of Russian Roulette and then put with needles in their own limbs.

Those who proved themselves found that pain tolerance was priority number one for training. "Life Hurts and Everyone Dies" was their motto. You had to basically worship her to join, but it was worth it... if you survived.

The camera turned back from the street to face Alice- much further from her now. The man who caressed her was still kneeling, now joined by 3 ladies in bulletproof black masks. Not a trace of their skin showed but their very feminine figures did. They were chest heavy and curvy, with wide hips and slender waists. One had long soft blonde, straight and silky, flowing over her trenchcoat, another had jet-black hair that was just soft and silky but behind her in a pony-tail. The slenderest of them stood in the middle, just inches shorter but still tall and intimidating, and took off her mask. It was the Witch-Goddess herself. Anarchist-General Emili A. Sherro

She was not visually unlike the reporter, at first glance. Both had black straight hair and bright eyes, though Emili's were green and her hair was shorter and slick, covering her face but not reaching her shoulders. She stepped over the shadowy man and on Alice's back.
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"Cut her clothes off." Emili stomped Alice's spine, holding back so to not break it.
"What no! Please!" Alice squeaked in pain, which Emili met with laughter.
"Is that enough to scare you? Being naked and some bruises." Her expression changed to contempt. "You're pathetic!" She spat on Alice's face, just over her ear. It ran down her hair and over her eyes. "Spit on her! Spit on her back! Piss on asshole!" She stomped on her face and pressed deeply, and Alice could feel all her clothes being pulled from her and spiky grooves under the boot stomping around on her back, then splattering drops of spit her back.

A knife was shoved under her green panties and sawed through them and the top of her pants, before her panties were yanked away and shoved in her mouth as her pants were pulled down her legs. The man holding a pitchfork in her ankle stepped on her pants, vertically posting the pronged staff in her leg, and used his other hand to undo his zipper and aim his cock. Alice's shaking knees drummed the floor as her butt wiggled temptingly in the air, reflexively and without any of her own conscious input.

Emili sharply punched the shaded man with a wispy voice in his chest, "DON'T GET ANY ON ME!" He looked back with wide eyes of fear and nodded, kneeling to spit more accurately. She pet his thick hair as light gleamed in his reflective steel collar, she then grabbed it to yank him back just as urine from the other man splattered between Alice's buttocks and then into her asshole.

Her arms were pressed to the ground by 2 cloaked figures, spitting and drooling on her, drinking various heavy liquors. With one foot still on Alice's face, Emili stomped on her right elbow.
"Her arm! Raise it! Snap her elbow in half!"
He obeyed and lifted her hand, pushing her wrist towards the general's knee.
"GYAAAHH!" A high-pitched squeal left her circled lips as she could only feel pain in her right elbow and ankle, then the pain on her back and face returned. Her vision wass blurred but she could strongly smell smoke and everyones' body. After some moments, she regained sensations of her anus being filled and rapidly pushed around by piss, along with the crevice of her ass being splattered and reflecting a wall of urine in a semicircle that landed on her thighs and back. Her eyes faced her still-unbroken arm and she could see only nothing else except the man holding it.


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"Pull on her legs! PULL HER FROM THE HAIR ON HER HEAD! The four men pulled with all their might, digging their feet in the ground and pushing themselves away from Alice while maintaining iron grips on her skinless legs.

A thick trail of blood slid from her back and pooled around her, swamping her thick hair. Strands of dangling skin followed, flowing from where they were still connected like yarn taped to a suffering toy. Emili lit a cigar and ignited the spots of alcohol that was spat on her arms, burning some strands off. Pieces of her scalp tore off and and clumps of hair stuck to Emilie's boots. Her breasts dangled around, swaying back towards her face- as if her own nipples stared into her eyes- as she was dragged, then bouncing forward and smacking her bloodied ribs and belly when her scalp quit and she was yanked her from own hair. Her tits bounced forward and back several times, eliciting laughter from everyone in view of the camera plus several others, as well as many shadier viewers enjoying the footage.

Alice thrashed about, flailing wildly. Her torso jutted up and her blood-crowned head crunched forward- only the hairline remaining of her once-lush locks. Her left arm smacked the floor several times, swinging up and slamming down, and what was left of her right arm rotated wildly as she sprang her chest side to side, swinging her boobies with them.

"I love how your titties dance as you suffer!" Emili kicked one, causing the screaming professional to jut to the side, expanding her ribs on one side but crunching the other, which Emilie quickly took the opportunity to stomp on multiple times in just seconds. She did the same to the other side, even focusing on Alice's solar plexus and already-spanked belly.

Alice jetted her chest from side to side, twisting and begging, blocking as best she could with her left arm, with sharply put pressure on the bone jutting from her right elbow and causing her to helpless fall back on her shoulders. Emili stomped on her breasts, kicking them and smushing her boots around Alice's nipples until their turns came. The nipples were sliced off before the rest of the breast was skinned. Most of her skin had been removed, but her vagina was left.

"Give me her ankles!" She held them high and apart as the camera focused on the 2 ladies, then zoomed in on Alice's genitals, "Take all the skin off her! Her belly! Her back! And her neck! Yes, even her cunt!" Alice thrashed wildly, screaming or inhaling quickly when she wasn't choking on pain. Her breasts dangled above her, occasionally hitting her chin, glaring her in the eyes and pouring blood in them.

"Cut her ovaries out! Cut her clitoris off! I want her girlhood! Give it to me! It's mine now!" Emili laughed viciously, "I WILL KEEP YOU IN JARS!" She stepped on Alice's skinless neck then stomped down several times. The high-definition video zoomed on Alice's bare pussy being skinned, the unshaven but visible vagina being sliced away after a knife was shoved in one side, then circled around. The clit was sliced away and handed to Emili, who released one ankle and pocketed Alice's clit and pubic skin.

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Discussion
Much of it has, some of it can't (within the realm of human knowledge, but let's leave aliens and immortality for the moment), but could unrealistic but possible things like mass rape and torture in a 1st world nation happen?

Could there be snuff films in your neighbor's basement? Could there be gatherings of Snuff Orgies? Now and then the news reports on smuggling rings being found out and someone showing up dead, but how many don't get caught or even noticed? Could we all be just steps away from a genocide that leads to even bloodier backlash? And by the end find that more horrible atrocities have been committed both recently and throughout history than anyone has known?

I'm not speaking on if such things are moral, they are obviously evil. If you're evil and will do such given the chance, that is your choice but it is evil. No, my only point today is that such people do exist and human nature doesn't limit us to trustworthiness, in fact it usually pullls us the opposite direction.

How susceptible to becoming a monster is the average person, or even an amazing individual?
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Content that on the surface seems worthy of GuroChan happens all the time, but real life has that peculiar way of making stuff sad and gross.
Scat happens all the time and nobody bothers talking about it.
A few years back there was a scandal centered on a woman who had gutted a horse and then pleasured herself in its remains to "become one with it."
"Mass" rape and torture is often a characteristic of the odd cult that gets busted every several years.
True mass torture is, unsurprisingly, extremely rare, but in a technical sense the famous Holocaust of World War II was an example. The problem is that basically nobody finds that event sexy or otherwise akin to what we write about in here, and the same holds true of other historical mass torture and snuff scenarios.

I personally have a hunch that if humanity follows its long-term trend of exponentially growing in population, habitat size, technological sophistication, and lifespan, many of our fantasy scenarios are going to find their way into reality. In the future it isn't hard to surmise certain parts of the world might be populated with people whose primary risk of death comes from suicides and who consequently end up having very little fear of death and don't value human lives as much, including their own. And in all likelihood a time will come, however long it may take, when people can participate in gory activities and easily reconstitute or outright replace their bodies afterward. Thus I find myself attracted to sci-fi guro stories like "MS Topless" or "Repairs" due to their relative plausibility.

As far as the average person becoming a monster, I'd say it's not hard. Simply maintaining a global, more or less peaceful civilization might well be our species's greatest achievement of all, considering the violent and cruel tendencies of the typical human. Simply living in circumstances in which a person can act like a monster is usually a sufficient condition for him or her to become one. Take the Stanford Prison Experiment, the Salem Witch Trials, or any of the thousands of racist riots that have taken place over the years as examples. These are, again, things I see continuing for the foreseeable future, so if your fantasies include people mistreating one another you'll get plenty of fetish fuel going forward ;)
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If we talk about atrocities in general, they always happen and people get constantly murdered tortured and raped.

But if we talk bout specific mass events like orgies those are extremely hard to organize and coordinate
it is not that simple to bring rapists from all of he world divide responsibilities for everyone and maintain some kind of order and security.

I think it is very likely that something pretty horrible will happen in Europe because of all that migrant crisis. almost definitely there will be ethical cleansing


Considering people becoming monsters those who have high morality are most susceptible, because it is not that hard to prove that murder and torture is a virtue which you should do even if you don't want.

However if we think about human nature itself I don't think that people are that evil in general to do something wrong for someone who did nothing wrong. Those who do that are usually severely damaged themselves and just taking revenge.
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>"But if we talk bout specific mass events like orgies those are extremely hard to organize and coordinate
it is not that simple to bring rapists from all of he world divide responsibilities for everyone and maintain some kind of order and security."

Ok everyone, listen up! Clive, you take the blondes age 17-19! Brock, the redheads of the same age, and when you're finished head over to room 617! Jack, you get ravenhaired from 18 and up! Shockingly, we don't have many brunettes, Jebadiah, get through them and then help the others, okay?"
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>"But if we talk bout specific mass events like orgies those are extremely hard to organize and coordinate
it is not that simple to bring rapists from all of he world divide responsibilities for everyone and maintain some kind of order and security."

Ok everyone, listen up! Clive, you take the blondes age 17-19! Brock, the redheads of the same age, and when you're finished head over to room 617! Jack, you get ravenhaired from 18 and up! Shockingly, we don't have many brunettes, Jebadiah, get through them and then help the others, okay?"

Discussion
I've noticed that there's at least one scat thread on pretty much every board. Why is that necessary? There's a board for that. It has its own. That's nice, because it makes it easy to avoid. It's much harder to avoid when it's all over every other board as well.
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Then don't try to avoid it, get used to it
browse scat pictures and videos until you get desensitized
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I kandof agree with both of you. I have a similar problem with all the underage stuff. Like, I feel it should be kept in one place so I can avoid it easily, but at the same time I'm just getting used to scanning past it and ignoring it cause its everywhere .

Artwork
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