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Here's a challenge. Gore of the nimbat Fidget. Good hecking luck.
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Would love to see Fidget chained to a weight and being drowned.
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Literature
I was told that it would be fun to have a series of stories with these two sisters dying in different ways. I'll think I'll try that.
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Lilly and Billy were Twin Sisters. They did everything together: They were born together, went to the same classes together, dated at the same time, and they both lost their virginity at the same time. They always knew that they would live together, but their ultimate goal was to die together. because, only good sisters get to die together.

When Lilly was into Snuff, Billy wanted to make it so much fun for her!

Billy looked up many fun ways for them to die, and figured out that Drowning would be a good one! They had a trip coming up that would take them to the Atlantic Coast, and that would be a great place to drown!

When Billy told Lilly her idea, she was almost crushed to death by Lilly's bear hug! Lilly was so happy and so lucky to have such a loving sister like Billy!

So, the two women got ready to go. They rented a boat, and got whatever they needed for their death! They drove into the ocean for miles, and miles, until their engine ran out of gas. they were so far from shore, they couldn't see the land. No help would come to them.


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Very cute! Can't help picturing a scuba diver happening to pass shortly afterwards and getting a surprise eyefull ;)
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Hmm, seeing them die second time actually feels better ;) even if i liked previous death more.

I hope you will come up with more stories :)

Literature
hello please someone can do a toph's foot eating story? someone can know about avatar the last airbender? someone that know how each character act? ^^ thank you verymuch since now >u< i love a lot foot eating stories, sadly they are so rare ahaha, i did a sketch story and 2 pictures. Sorry my bad english.

the story begin with our adeventures in a place full of rocks, toph training aang how bender the earth, saying

"comon twinkle toe, you need learn today stop being weak hehehe, with katara saying shen need be more gently with aang, and sokka saying goof things hahaa"

other day while they walk in the village, the group see people watching for them weird, and those people hiding in the house, toph suspect…
and say "watch out!!!" toph soles can feel everything in the earth, she feels have many fire soldiers nation around them hiding, and she use her eathbender for throw away many of them, while aang and katara and sokka tried help her with air, water and boomerang hehe,

but the defeat was inevitable, the team avatar was defeated they used a diferent tecnology a gun with sleep effect, look like the general of them is a expert, and he look to sleepy toph licking lips, toph angry watching for him almost sleeping and suddenly fall in ground,

toph awaken with a strong wood cuffs in ankle and arms and body, she cant do earthbender, she cant move, she scream angry "where are you!! where are my friends?! if you hurted them i will kick the butt of each one!!"


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soles sliced pic

Literature
Short story

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Amy squirmed on the floor like a caterpillar. She had no limbs, and she could only say "Hwwph" around the ball gag in her mouth. She was saying "Hwwph" with fear in her voice as she wriggled her way toward a small box with a button on it, which was plugged into the wall at the far end of the locked, windowless room.

The button would activate a homing decide so she'd be rescued from her underground prison. There was a complication, though: the button would lose power soon. There was a circuit-breaker switch halfway up the wall, and a hanging dumbbell tethered to it with slack rope. The dumbbell hung from the ceiling so it would not fall and pull the switch, but the ceiling rope was coiled up in a block of ice which was slowly melting, and when the ice melted enough the coils would be freed. The ceiling rope would get longer, lowering the weight enough to pull the circuit-breaker, cutting off power to the homing device so Amy would die a very thirsty caterpillar.

The hardwood floor was strewn with thumbtacks, sitting points-up like caltrops. Some had stuck in Amy's belly, breasts and vagina as she'd made her way across the room, squirming on her belly and saying "Hwwph" each time she lurched forward. Her voice was very cute. She was not trying to be cute though.

She hit another tack and squeaked. Her embedded thumbtacks scraped on the wood floor as she moved. With more time, she could nudge the tacks out of her way using her chin as she went, but the ice looked thin around the rope now and it could fail at any moment. The little caterpillar grunted and began to wriggle faster, leaving small smears of blood and drool behind her.

There was a crack. Some ice fell, and the dumbbell jerked lower. Amy began to cry. She had ten feet to go, and at this pace it would take 30 seconds. To see the blue sky, strewn across with summer clouds! To hear the cicadas! To hear another human being, any voice but her own after two years in isolation. This cute little caterpillar would never complain, god to feel the sun again, to taste food, to feel a human being's arms around her.

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Sorry for the happy-ish ending. I hope the ice trap made sense.
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That was cute! Curious about her back-story :)
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>>17685
Well… She was kidnapped, amputated without stumps, and held underground for two years in a makeshift facility set up so that her captor could torture and physically manipulate her remotely. For two years she was fed, bathed, helped to the bathroom, and tortured without ever seeing her captor or any other human being.

She's gotta be very strong to endure that isolation, helplessness, and sensory deprivation for so long (she can see and hear but her prison offers little to the senses) without appreciable brain damage. This puts her at least in her mid teens, when the frontal lobe has started to really develop, but probably her late teens or older.

>>17685
Well… She was kidnapped, amputated without stumps, and held underground for two years in a makeshift facility set up so that her captor could torture and physically manipulate her remotely. For two years she was fed, bathed, helped to the bathroom, and tortured without ever seeing her captor or any other human being.

She's gotta be very strong to endure that isolation, helplessness, and sensory deprivation for so long (she can see and hear but her prison offers little to the senses) without appreciable brain damage. This puts her at least in her mid teens, when the frontal lobe has started to really develop, but probably her late teens or older.

She's really strong no matter her age, but the younger she is the more impressive is her endurance. If she is in her mid teens still, then she must be a genius. Personally I think precocious little geniuses are cute to torture, so this is fine with me, but young women and grown women are who I usually imagine. I left it unspecified.
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>>17825
what the fuck? Some kind of copy-paste error?

I had to refresh the page before posting so I copied my comment and then pasted it after the reload.

Requests
So im looking for any game that has anything about genital modification or near it, anything like:

genital shrinkage
genital detaching
genital destruction
genital transforming into animal or unusual genitalia
hormonal changes
genital removal such as castration or penectomy
and really any type of genital modification/mutilation game you can suggest is good.
One rule- not text only games, gotta have them pics

i thank you from my dicks heart

Discussion
Hey guys, did you heard about the Szondi test? I just tried it and got the results basically telling me I have a 100% sadism drive need, lol.

https://lonerwolf.com/szondi-test/

(I passed it on another website on my native langunage, so it may be a bit different)
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I went to that site and did it with all images because none of them is disturbing to me

and looks like this is total bullshit thing.
maybe it can work on some mentally sick people and I kinda can see some logic behind it but not enuogh to be meaningful.

Literature
OK, first story on here, wish me luck.
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Lilly and Billy were twin sisters. All of their lives they had done everything together.

They were born together.

They went to the same classes together.

they even double dated and fucked their boyfriends with each other in the room at the same time.

They even went to the same college.


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I like your story.

Only your choice of the name looks very strange because Billy is not a girl's name.
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That was cute!

And for a girl it USUALLY spelled 'Billie' but it's absolutely a valid girl name Onix
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Very cute! And yeah I've met a few girls called Billy :)

I could see this becoming a bit of a series with them dying together lots of different ways :)

Literature
A Soul Calibur commission this time! If you want one, let me know on the email attached to this post
This story was posted a week earlier to my Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/FEH_TGE

Taki's Final Submission
tags: M/F, cons, beating, masochism, beheading, cunt removal

Taki walked along a road through a dense, dark forest. The woman was wearing a red bodysuit that showed off her curves well - the shape of her huge breasts, as well as muscular belly, and also her strong thighs all clearly visible through it. However, she didn’t mind showing her body off like that at all - in fact, she enjoyed the leery gazes of the men - and some of the women - she passed. Some of them did try to warn her about going this way - suggesting she’d stay the night in the village, and most likely hoping to get to know her better. However, all they warned her about were some random bandits. With full confidence in her ninja skills and her superior fighting prowess, the big-breasted ninja was certain they would never be able to pose a threat to her. In fact, she was even looking forward to it. A part of it was her just wanting to help the villagers out… But another part of her was also looking forward to defeating those who would try to stop her.

Walking on the road, it didn’t take her that long to sense that someone was watching her. She looked directly in the direction of the presence she had sensed, some amusement showing on her lips for just a moment. “Is that supposed to be a trap? I doubt you could ambush even a child!” She called out towards whoever it was - making it clear to the person trying to sneak up on her that the jig was up. Seeing as there was no point in hiding anymore, the person came out from behind the tree that they used as cover - and Taki saw that it was just some brigand. The ninja could see that the man wielded a flail in one of his hands: Just a pole with a chain attached to the end, and a metal ball with spikes at the other end of the chain. However, he didn’t seem dangerous at all. She had dealt with far more dangerous opponents before. Seeing him approach, Taki drew her short sword - the Rekki-Maru gleaming with some sunlight that passed through the leaves above them. Then, she moved into a battle stance - her huge breasts bouncing a little as she shifted her chest.

“Good eye, lass - but that’s not gonna help you! Now, put that toy down - lest you hurt your lovely tits that you’re so eager to show off.” The man chuckled as he said that. “If you hand over all your valuables, I’ll let you pass…” He told her while starting to walk towards the black-haired woman, but his smile was showing that he intended to do more than just that. Taki only grasped her sword tighter - preparing to dash at the man. “Bad move, girl.” The bandit commented as he saw she had no intention of giving up - and as he spoke, the ninja ran at him. She was fast - faster than the average travelers who tried to fight back against him. He only barely managed to jump back in time, dodging her attack by a hair - her sword still reaching him and cutting through his tunic at the side of his chest. However, his clothing was all she she cut through - and the man was free to retaliate with his own weapon. The chain allowed him to reach her from a distance - the orb at the end of his flail smashing into her body. Specifically, into her tits - which he warned her would get hurt not so long ago. The spikes punched a few holes in her bodysuit, giving the man a few glimpses of the ample flesh of her tits - all while they jiggled heavily. Pulling the flail back, the man threw himself back again - just in time to avoid another angry swing that the ninja threw at him.

Taki was annoyed. How did the man manage to hit her, and so easily, too? She could feel some pain resonating in her boobs still, and the sensation of having them move around so much as the man hit them wasn’t that fun either. She did realize she should be thankful though - the spikes on the man’s weapon were blunt, so all she got was some small bruises on her boobs instead of them ending up skewered. That wasn’t a very comforting thought, but it was better than nothing. Pulling herself together, Taki resumed her assault - now also eager to repay the man for the pain she had caused her. However, the man’s fighting technique was something she had not seen before. If it was one of the many styles she had trained for, she’d have no troubles handling him. This man, however… He just kept dodging - taking advantage of his speed and superior range to whack her tits with his weapon again and again. With surprise, Taki found out that the continuous spikes of pain didn’t feel that bad… Her nipples began to grow hard at the constant stimulation to her titties, titties that were now pretty much exposed - the parts of her bodysuit covering them reduced to shreds with the man’s repeated attacks. It was humiliating to be hit by his attacks all the time without getting a hit in return! And yet… She wasn’t expecting it at all, but this sensation was pretty exciting… With surprise, she could feel her vagina getting just a little more wet with each blow. Why was this happening… This was so distracting! The arousal building up within her caused her attacks to get slower. Each of her slashes was less accurate than the one before… Not that any of them were going to connect even if she was still fighting at her best. Still, the sloppiness in her fighting was directly connected to her arousal - Taki feeling frustrated that her body was doing it to her. It felt so tempting to just give in to this sensation now…

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Gore & Death
nakoruru
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more minamajikina please
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more majikina mina plz
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why not both
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Discussion
it was on sofurry I'm pretty sure but vanished a few years ago, it was something like silver lining, and involved a royal family of dragons getting beheaded by a gryphon for some supposed crime, wish I could find it.

Freakshow
Anything as long as it is a feral animal with human body parts
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Discussion
I know it can be hard finding videos with a whole bunch of victims, so lets share a bunch of them here!
I'll start with my personal favorite - Riaru Onigokko.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrPwAwPF6J0

Don't you dare upload videos that look like they might be real…
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And others scattered

https://youtu.be/6pvAUAlaRSA

https://youtu.be/ZbpeJxlMOuM

https://youtu.be/ZJY4WICpmXs

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

Literature
Extreme, f, M, Bestiality, Bondage, Domination, Humiliation, Pain, Rape, Sadism, Submission, Water Sports, Non-Consensual

Before

“Do you know why you're here, Mrs. Miller?”

Robin shifted impatiently in her chair. “Yes,” she said sourly. “Do you not?”

If her tone offended Dr. Taylor, he gave no sign. He continued to calmly write notes at his desk, not looking up as he spoke. “I have already had a discussion with Mr. Miller, but I feel it is always best to hear a situation from all sides.”

Robin sighed loudly, making no attempt to hide her annoyance. Even when angry, she was a stunning woman. Her natural beauty alone was impressive; she possessed a sleek, graceful figure, silky dark hair that fell about her shoulders in waves, and gray eyes that smoldered above pale, delicate features. But all that was further refined and enhanced by high-end cosmetics, tasteful jewelry, and a tight blue dress from Paris that had cost five figures. All together, she looked as lovely and perfect as a porcelain doll, albeit one that would like to be anywhere but there. “The situation is that my husband is a lying, cheating sack of shit that I'm about to kick to the curb. But first I'm humoring him with this marriage counseling nonsense. A counseling session that apparently he can't even bother to show up to!”

“If you already have set your heart on a divorce,” Dr. Taylor asked, head still down, “then why did you agree to come here for counseling?”

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After

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Great premise! I like the aversion therapy training quite a bit. I'm sad that the bestiality session was essentially cut out though.
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Requests
Lost the pic but remembered it's a manga and a girl beheaded by something from behind and fell straight when giving a gift to a hero or protagonist or just a random character wearing glasses.

Sorry for the rogue description of the story, and much appreciated for anyone who can help dig it out.
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This it?
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>>13317 nice!
Name?
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Many thanks for the help uploading the pic and post the link to the manga, really awesome reply as the description is vague.

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

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

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

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

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

Requests
Does anyone have the full set of this series of pics? I saved them long ago but I lost them.

This is the last pic in the set and it's the only one I could find.
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>>8666
There is a couple more, but i cant find the complete set…
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>>8666
why do I always think of "Jecko" when I see this kind of pics?;)))
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>>8666
Believe me i tried for hours to find the source and i couldn't just some different variations of that one you posted on yandex but nothing more. If you ever find them let me know.

Discussion
How the next American Civil War goes.

(*Theocrats* vs *Right-Wing Libertarians*) Vs (*Liberaltarians* vs *Socially Conservative but Economically Liberal Urban Churches* Vs *Social Justice Warriors*) and then race wars and philosophical world views like (spirituality vs militant atheism) vs (Catholics vs Protestant) can add in so many more layers.
And drones and biowarfare will be the primary weapons, with hacking and 3D printers.

That's aside power rivals at the heights of governance. When the Federal government just collapses and so many departments go their own ways.
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The issue with 3D printers is that the vast majority of ones affordable to the average Joe Blow can only print ABS plastic, which is not capable of standing up to the pressures that smokeless powder ammunition will induce. this is why most 3D printed "firearms" are just AR-15 lower receivers since those just hold the pressure bearing components, which are still made out of traditional materials.
There are 3D printers capable of printing metal components, but those are for large scale manufacturers, and are way out of the reach of most normal people.

Far more cheaper and effective firearms can be constructed using 40 dollars worth of supplies from a Home Depot.
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Any updates on the US/UK civil wars?
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>>9920
I think it is not gonna happen we will just completely transform into socialism as inevitable solution. (it is already happening as world is transforming into a new Soviet Union).
fascism is not an option in the modem world because fascism always means war and wars cannot last forever.
Although we may have a war against global warming, drugs poverty or against lizard men from space.
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>>9924
>I think it is not gonna happen we will just completely transform into socialism as inevitable solution. (it is already happening as world is transforming into a new Soviet Union).
>fascism is not an option in the modem world because fascism always means war and wars cannot last forever.
Hah, good joke.
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>>9927
not really a joke this transformation is also known by other name as "big government"

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

Requests
I want to find the rest of this piece and all his work.
Thank you!
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The author is nanashi ( 774 )
I also like his work but it is pretty scattered all around

you can find quite a lot of that on exhentai
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>>9917

Thank you ^__^
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Requests
Looking for a translation. Would love to know the source. Also looking for similar pictures.

Literature
(cons, free use, casual, cuckquean, choking, deepthroat, gutting)

Women's home bathrooms each have their own unique feel to them. A personality of sorts, not always entirely matching that of the woman that cultivated them.

Kim's was a careful mess. Chaos crammed away into drawers and cabinets, kept out of sight so as not to mar the respectable outward appearance. At first glance, it was clean, orderly. Once you looked behind or within you found everything was dirty, half the products used up or dried up, but all in its own special place, following her own internal logic of order. Guy wasn't sure what that meant about her, really. All he was concerned with was where she kept the fresh razors.

Pulling open and rifling through yet another drawer, he passed over a box tampons, tarnished trimming scissors, the third makeup bag he'd found, and a bottle of dried out pink nail polish. Nowhere was a clean razor to be found.

Straightening with a grunt, he took a moment to think, rubbing slowly at his unshaven face. This was hardly the first woman's bathroom he'd visited, or the hundredth for that matter. If anyone was qualified to solve this puzzle, he was. A thousand one-night stands, some smaller number of short term relationships, and a few sharing circles meant he'd gone through some version of this predicament more times than he could really count.

He'd checked beneath the sink first, of course. That was where bulk items usually could be found, and razors were often sold so. Yet oddly, there was nothing at all there save for a single roll of toilet paper. All secondary locations were fruitless as well, every drawer, cabinet, and even the linen closet thoroughly explored. Taken together, they contained every toiletry one could wish for. Except razors.

Maybe she was just out.

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Wow, Gunnerkrigg Roulette was an amazing story. I was so turned on. Thanks for writing and posting it.
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a lovely new addition. such eager girls, and the tinge of magic for extra spice.
beautiful work as always NPR
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The Mating Habits of the Common Mantis
(cons, decapitation, /fur/, insect, futa, ruined orgasm, premature ejaculation, impregnation)

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

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

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

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

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


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>>17221
Excellent story!
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Interspecies Diplomacy
(/f/, Star Wars, futa, masturbation, exhibitionism, handjob, xeno)

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

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

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

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

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


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“How’s my little band geek?” Danny asked as I walked out of the music room. He leaned casually against the wall holding his backpack in his hand.

“I’m fine, asshole.” I said and gave him a playful shove.

He made an over exaggerated act of losing his balance and almost falling over. I could not help but smile and laugh even though he called me names. He was pretty obviously flirting with me, and it always surprised me even though he had been meeting me after school every day for the past two weeks.

It surprised me because he was a senior and a starter on the football team, while I was a sophomore and basically an unknown in the social scene of Branson Woods High.

We walked to his car as he asked me about how my classes were going. I gave him a rundown of my day as usual.

My cynical side told me he was just hoping to be the one to take my virginity. Every other part of me was ready to give him whatever he wanted.

He drove me home in his car—an old muscle car that he was super proud of. As we came around the turn to my house, a jolt of terror hit me. In the driveway of my house was my dad’s work van. He was never home at this time. I ducked low.

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That was lovely! I assume that you are female, and it's great seeing writing done from that perspective. I'm becoming a big fan of your work TBH.
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>>17644 Thanks. This is my favorite kind of stuff to write but i don’t think there’s a lot of demand for it. Lol I’m glad someone enjoys it though!
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nice story thank you
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I love this shit. I hope you keep posting.
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There's demand, keep posting :)

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