This is the only work I've seen of theirs in OP's 5th thread. I'd like to know if there's more of their works or places where they post cus they got some quality stuff going on.

The year is 2220, 150 years after the great war when half the human race left earth to explore space and the other half fought echother for whatever scant resources remained. One of the few winners was the Federal Republic of National Socialist Reichs, a neofascist state that has secured modernday North America, Europe and Russia for the purity of the glorious Aryan people. The future of the master race is ensured by the implementation of a strict eugenics programme which has the added benefit of securing dynasties of professionals and reducing crime immensely. Now the nations have been scourged of the degenerate and impure, the top eugenisists have figured out how to breed the most brilliant lawyers, doctors, scientists and artists - it is not enough that one should have blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin but one must also be beautiful and pleasant to the eye with a pedigree of brilliance.

Helga, an officer who assesses boys for approval, oversees those boys who have failed the test. You see, at the age of 12, those boys who are aesthetically promising, not physically healthy and don't show evidence of some kind of brilliance, usually only 10%. Due to how much more investment women put into reproduction than men do, as with robots dominating the military, men are the easiest to narrow down for traits as less of them are required to spawn a new generation. As a result, those who fail will be 'clipped', penectomized at 12 - to ensure they do not introduce their failed genes or can rape - and castrated at 18 after puberty has built up the masculine physique of a labourer.

Helga's colleague, Victoria, was finishing this school's cohort with the final test - that of sexual performance potential. Not only were the next generation to be physically ideal and achademicly excellant but sexually performing as well - after all, there would be many women for each young man to impregnate. Two more applicants were stood naked before the milking machine: Dimitri, a short and slender boy with honey blond hair framing an androgymous face with green eyes; and Hugo, a tall platinum blonde with broad shoulders and a strong jawline below piercing silver eyes. Victoria first called up Dimitri.

This young man was a brilliant mathamatician, historian and geographer for his age at school but with his smaller build amongst the boys and swarvier than average features, he just passed the physical. Victoria also noticed a trend of late: boys are becoming more feminine - she assessed this to just be a side effect of breeding away body hair but still of significance for reassessing eugenic standards.
"Okay," Victoria said gently but still matter-of-factly, "You must maintain an erection and ejaculate into this machine as much as you can within the next 30 minutes."

As Victoria was speaking, her thick thighs, fat arse and big tits barely contained in her leathe uniform that hugged her tiny waist had Dimitri's dick stand at attention a full 13 cm long - exceptional for his age and almost disproportional to the rest of his smaller build- has his foreskin unfurled to show the red, pre-cum slick head. As he inserted himself into the machine's pseudovagina, the young boy gasped at the warm, silky, moist interior. He grabbed the handles and began to thrust. His penetration, speed, angle and rhythm were exceptional by the machine's numbers. He ejaculated within 3 minutes, earning a mediocre look from Victoria - that as until she saw the volume load of 10 mLs and peak sperm quality. Without hesitation, Dimitri caught his breath and began thrusting again, not ejaculating until 6 minutes later climaxing in another copious load. Again 12 minutes after that and finally, a last orgasm 9 minutes after that before the timer went off and Dimistri slumped back from the machine, knees wobbling and glistening with beads of sweat.


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Avatar: End of Korra

Avatar Korra sat up from her spot under the tree, stretching herself awake as she breathed in the fresh air. sighing happily, the Avatar turned to look at her peacefully sleeping girlfriend, she still could barely believe that Asami Sato had chosen to be with her. as she looked down at Asami, she admired her girlfriends naked body; not quite as muscular as Korra, but lithe, taller, curvier. Korra ran her fingers through her lover's hair as she recalled the prior night, hours spent in the serene spirit world consummating their love.
　
so caught up in her bliss, Korra didn't notice the two massive spirits approaching the tree until their giant shadows covered her and Asami. before she could react to the sudden presence, the larger of the two grabbed the naked avatar by the arms and hauled her above its head; while the other snatched Asami, shocked awake by Korra's startled scream, pining the young woman beneath itself. the two spirits had found themselves aroused by the nude lesbian couple, and began experiencing feelings of lust that they had not felt in centuries; now they needed to satiate those desires, regardless of the damage they caused to the girls in the process.
　
the spirits were being driven solely by lust, but they weren't stupid; they recognized the Avatar tattoo on Korra's back, they needed to get her bending out of the way if they wanted to have their fun with her. the large spirit yanked sharply on the tan skinned girl's arms, pulling them out of their sockets and drawing a scream from Korra. the spirit continued to pull, straining Korra's muscular arms to their breaking point, before tearing them messily from her body. Asami screamed in horror as her girlfriend was violently dismembered before her eyes; she had expected the spirit world to be peaceful, that they would have finally escaped the violence.
　
tears streamed down the Avatars bloodied face as the spirit turned her to face it, why wasn't she allowed to be happy? she was barely conscious from the pain when a massive penis formed on the spirit, and it began to line its tip up with her cunt. with a roar, the spirit slammed the avatar down onto its cock, tearing through her vagina and entering her guts. the spirit dick almost filled her insides entirely, smashing her heart and lungs against her ribcage and showing its massive outline through the avatars taught abs. the massive insertion woke Korra up completely, and with the near destruction of the Avatar's lungs, she could barely even scream in agony.
　
through her pain she somehow managed to catch the sight of the smaller spirit entering Asami, the other spirits cock was a lot thicker than the one that was killing her, and she watched in terror as her girlfriends sexy hips were stretched apart to accommodate the massive penis. the smaller spirit thrust rapidly into the young woman, crushing her organs and bones and drawing pained shriek after pained shriek from the unfortunate girl. the spirit stood up after a while of pounding into Asami, facing Korra and its compatriot and now jerking itself off with its victims flailing body; and giving the two young lovers a good look at the damage being wrought on each other.
　
tears flowed freely down both women's faces, and blood frequently forced its way out of their mouths, as well as out of the gory messes that were once their vaginas. somehow through the pain being dealt upon them, the two lovers locked eyes. words didn't need to be said; even if they wanted to both girl's lungs had been crushed, they both knew that they loved each other. their final moment together was brought to an end by the smaller spirit climaxing; its magma like cum inflating Asami's already stretched stomach for a few brief seconds before it melted through her skin, and the force of the climax obliterating the young woman's head. the spirit fucking its way through the Avatar didn't last much longer, pulling Korra fully down onto its cock, the molten cum that its dick shot out annihilating everything from her shoulders up.

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this is a thread for scat or efro images that are considered "lost" in some possible form

either it be:
-never been shared before
-a never before seen variant of some set of images
-found but reposted in a low quality resolution (looking at you unsung_soldier)
-found but at risk of being lost due to where it was shared (i.e. deleted blogs, purge happy artists, any drawfag content, "leaked" stuff you could actually share, etc.)

lost of valuable stuff are dissapearing at a fast rate, so its good to preserve.
if something you don't have but know its indeed lost by memory, type what you can remember.

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Lost some fine Skyrim orc futa on female rape - familyt can not pay rent and is punished. Long episode. Plese halp.

Picture unrelated

Whether sexual fantasy, a political issue, or just some funny daydream…
I constantly wonder what it might be like.

For that girl getting spanked and her mother spanking her and everyone person who observed.
For a child im a drone strike.
To be rich and treated well in an enlightened family.
To be a ghost or see 1!
To be a planet made of meat.
What if angel spider webs could see everything and be undetected, in no way affecting matter or energy unless they so choose, usually passively observing everything, letting light and sound and particles pass through, but also able to trap it or to create any frequency of any energy and any material.

They could feel the feelings and observe other senses from everyone's eyes etc. but not suffer any pain even feeling it. Such a power from a 4th person view, perfect understanding of every particle and wave of energy. To be like a cloud the situation happens in. From every mortal mind and from the unaware earth given awareness.

Given how banhappy Discord is with guro?

The Crimson Moon
(g, extreme genital mutilation, vore, molestation)

Disclaimer:
All works are completely fictional.
All names were created via random generators, and any likeliness to actual people is a complete coincidence.
Be kind to women, they're our mothers, wives, sisters and daughters.
With that said, this is fantasy – lets go destroy some cunts.


The dusk was riding low on the horizon, bringing the day's light towards its end. The darkness of the night was swallowing the sky, chasing away the sun and all the warmth it brought. Coldness, silence, and a chill brought fear to the fluttering heart of ten-year-old Rosie, who was running late on her way to her grandmother's house in the middle of the woods. Her red cloak flapped noisily as her blue eyes darted from tree to tree as the shadows between them grew.

“You must get there before dusk, for that is when the wolves start to roam and the woods become dangerous. Your grandmother and the nearby hunter can keep you safe, but you must reach your destination well before night.” mother had warned.

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I'd like to use my previous thread but it's locked, somehow. You know, the thing that happens when Straitjackit's name appears in the upper-right corner of the page and whatever you do, you're blocked by the admin's login. I wonder if this can be fixed, but with the admins disappeared into thin air, I fear that Gurochan is doomed to rot even further, until the bitter end. By the way, I know that it's not Straitjackit's fault. Rather, he deserve our praises for all the work he has done when he was the only oderator of the board. Last but not least, be warned that this thread is mostly futa-loli destroying kids by their homungous cocks. Don't be fooled by the opening drawing and don't go checking if you think you can't cope with such a subject!

geen

I've been looking for anything from this game for a while and only found a few things. So if anyone has some stuff. I would greatly appreciate it.

So I made this telegram channel for scat
Feel free to join

t.me/scatbr

So she asked gay men to rape straight men and one did.

So he hates all women and wants to murder them all.

So they upped and murdered all those Iraqis.

So they slammed me against a wall and played with my ass.

So someone else did another thing to someone. Another shooting spree, another rape, some torture.

Now who is fair to kill who? Do you forgive and forget?
If a "good" genocide targeting only "bad" people regardless of blood or creed but borne in deeds, is possible to pull off, if you can kill every last "bad" person for what they do, how is left?


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This is one of my favorite things but I can never find much art of it. Here's a few by Juan Gotoh.

Anotha one

I'm trying to find the artist of these bleach guro

Player Gallery-
Anyone have a Source on this? All I have are two images from this 'collection'.

A quick something I put together after a late-night chat with PogueMahone, featuring the same girls (though unnamed in the story) as my previous short fic posted here. PogueMahone edited and cleaned up my sloppy 2am writing, lots of love to him for his help <3

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The lights flicker on, revealing a small, faux kitchen setup on stage, a la Jacques Pepin. A small live audience surrounds a large, wooden prep table, and a countertop with knives, bowls, pots and pans, joined by a freestanding fridge, oven and sink. Two women, one in a chef's apron, slender, blonde with blue eyes, and her partner, a brown-eyed brunette in a short white dress and opaque leggings, follow the light onto the stage.

“Well I am sure you all know how to get your butchered girls from the market, wrapped in plastic and sitting in the shelf for days, but the finest in haute cuisine needs the freshest! that's why you should always butcher your own ladies or gentlemen - I recommend your significant others, personally. love is the magic ingredient!” The lady standing beside her just smiles a little and waves to the crowd before her partner gets her up onto the big cutting board and has her strip off her clothes while explaining to the crowd, holding up a knife.

"Now you should awlays make sure your knives are in top condition," she says, running the tip along her partner's finger and drawing just the slightest line of crimson on the pad of her fingertip to show its edge. "So sharp you won't feel it, ma cherie. Well, you will, but the point is that if I'm here sawing away at your bones or trying to struggle through your ligaments, you're going to end up bruised. Someone could end up with a bone chip in their soup, and no one wants that." The naked girl reclines luxuriously before flashing her a grin and nodding, adding: "Don't butch meat of my quality with a bad knife job! Get it? Botch? Butch…er?" The chef looks at her solemnly before shaking her head sadly. "Let's not get ahead of yourself, dear, before you lose yours."

"Now! With a lady this size ("hey!" she protests), you will want to take her disassembly in stages. The important parts of her are here -" she uses the knife to prod her calves, thighs, rump, back, breasts, and arms in order, naming them as she goes before jabbing her in the cock with it - hard. "And lastly, any genitalia she might possess. You may notice that I do not include her head on this list, because while some people may possess a lovely brain worth preserving or reducing into a lovely fatty cooking base, my partner in particular has a brain full of lint and eggshells (her partner scowls and pouts, in the process of pinning up her hair behind her head so it won't get in the way of her girlfriend's knife), and would doubtless be of little interest to any discerning palate. Do make sure to get her cheeks, though - they are second only to her belly for tenderness and marbling."

"First, we begin with her leg - lift your leg for me dear, that's a good girl - I have seen many home cooks, inexperienced with working with anything larger than a chicken, attempt to lift the leg themselves before removing it from the trunk. This is nonsense - make your meal work for you, and you will save yourself some effort and your carcass ("I'm still – I'm not a carcass yet, hun" "hush, you will be in just a moment, I work quick") the embarrassment of looking like she was mangled by a dog. Take your knife and feel right here - along the axis of rotation of her thigh, against the pelvis, and cut -" here she makes one long incision with the knife, plunging it into the crook of her leg and curling it under and around her crotch, then stopping just under her right asscheek. "and once more, right along the outside. Curve the motion, follow the lower plate of the pelvis like so - dear, could you shift a little so they can see?" The girl moves awkwardly on her hands to turn her crotch towards the audience, lifting her leg higher so they can see the strip of red encircling her upper thigh. "Magnifique. Second cut, like so -" she makes another long, tight incision along the outside edge of her leg, curving around her ass and then cutting under it, before meeting at the ball and socket where her thigh bone meets pelvis.

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Feel free to post your head swaps here!
Cross-gender, cross-age, cross-species, single person pics, transforms all welcome!

sorce