hmm, I can't create well by minimaxh3.

Recently found out about AG and have been loving their work but it's also been a pain to find it since it seems to be nuked on most sites and all the links are dead. If you know where to find more of their work or ideally a collection of it all that'd be amazing

anyone who also gets hard while playing friday the 13th?

Is there any chance somebody has collection of old beastforum stories. I know ... but this place (almost) only one to ask for.

No extra Loras, no nonsense prompt engineering, just your thoughts and words.

It made this castration video so perfectly

Headless, detachable, all things pertaining to girls being disassembled.

Chapter 1: The Oink That Binds

The fluorescent lights of the her Middle School Clinic buzzed overhead, casting everything in that familiar clinical glow. Jenny sat on the exam table, the paper crinkling beneath her as she swung her legs nervously. She was a blue eyed, redheaded, freckle face cutie with braided pigtails, and of course completely lost.
Ms. Baker, the campus nurse, studied her from across the room. The woman had to be in her early forties, with auburn hair pinned back and reading glasses perched on her nose. Her white coat was immaculate, her posture perfect. Everything about her projected calm authority.
"So, Jenny," Ms. Baker said, tapping her pen against her clipboard. "You've been having trouble with identity issues. Feeling like you don't know who you are. Disconnected from your own thoughts."
Jenny nodded miserably. "It's like I'm watching myself from the outside. Nothing feels real. My Gym Coach said you might have a... a special program?"
Ms. Baker smiled. It was a warm smile. Reassuring. "Yes. We call it Animal Farm. It's experimental, but I've seen remarkable results." She set down her clipboard and stepped closer. "The idea is simple. When we strip away the expectations, the anxiety, the constant overthinking—what remains is something pure. Something uncomplicated."
"Like... therapy?"
"In a way." Ms. Baker's eyes met hers. "Tell me, Jenny. Have you ever wished you could just stop thinking? Stop worrying about who you're supposed to be?"
"God, yes. Every day."
Ms. Baker nodded slowly. She pulled a small pendulum from her coat pocket—a smooth silver disc on a delicate chain. Jenny watched it catch the light.
"Then let's try something," Ms. Baker said, her voice dropping into something softer. "I want you to focus on this pendulum. Just watch it swing. Back and forth. Back and forth."
The disc moved in lazy arcs. Jenny's eyes followed it automatically.

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Operating environment
・ConfyUI
・RTX 5060 ti 16gb
・Intel ultra 225f
・DDr5 32gb

Looking for two stories: School Lunch, and Real Cheese.

They'd be very old at this point. Probably 20+ years.

A user recently posted two stories over at Dolcett Girls



Vivisection Begins at Home



forum.dolcettgirls.com/index.php?topic=46143.0



Cordy Loses Her Head

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(shota)

I'll be uploading some short action scenes featuring boys meeting their end in violent and degrading ways. Some will involve false hope and other psychological elements. There won't be sexual content.

I'm new to writing this kind of thing, so comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated!

These are unrealistic fetish stories. Real boys are awesome and could win any fair fight against girls their age. Don't take these stories too seriously. Now let's kill our first bastard.

Death Battle
The boy lunges forward with his arms outstretched. He wants to finish this quickly. The girl raises her arms and jumps back a few paces. It's enough to evade his clumsy tackle. She swats at his face to keep him at a distance but her half-assed attempt goes nowhere. The two now face each other down, the boy moving forward and the girl moving backward. They are both frightened, but trying to hide it from their opponent. Their lack of fighting experience is obvious but they both know that this is a death battle.

Multiple missed opportunities on both sides later, he charges again, this time toppling her onto her back. The impact drives the air from her lungs. She yelps, wasting precious oxygen, as she realizes she cannot get him off her.


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>> I want to know what stories would be most enjoyed by the current crowd. Rather than split this on /dis/ I've supplied a short story to get you thinking followed by the survey.
>> I might also fill some short requests here too.

Hello darling, you can call me Quinn for now. Is this your first time visiting? Here at Club GC we aim to make every fantasy come true. Do you like my outfit, it's awfully sexy don't you think? But maybe you'd like something a little bit more specific. That's the beauty of this place because in just the blink of an eye we can change things to suit your whims. Consider it like a movie but you get to be in the director's chair.

Ooh, you are a naughty one! I've never thought about dressing up like this before, it looks so good on me, and so many scandalous implications. Oh please love, don't be embarrassed about it. We enjoy catering to all interests, especially those not permitted by polite society, and we take your anonymity very seriously. Now while I take this off maybe we can get more intimately acquainted.

Do you like what you see? Maybe you'd like my boobs to be a bit bigger, is that better? I think they could be perkier too, just like this. So what's your preference: blonde, brunette, or perhaps a fiery redhead? All options are open no matter how exotic your tastes are. As you see honored guest, I can even be a tender eastern flower if that is what you desire... or maybe you is juts wantin' some chocolate love with a fine ass. But please don't limit yourself to the expensive things you can already 'ave at anothair establishment, zére aré no taboos inside le Club GC.

Surprise! Did you know I can turn into a widdle girl too? My mommy and daddy aren't here but I'll be safe with you, right? I promise I'll be good and do everything you say and I'm really cute and I know all my ABZs and I love ponies. Would you say yes if I show you my pee-pee? It feels real funny if I rub it and I heard there's this game where you stick things inside and sometimes you can make a baby. Will you play it with me, pleassssse!

But, um, I don't even need to be a girl. I mean my friend dared me to wear a pink bow in my hair at recess so I looked like one, but- but that was only so I could have his pudding cup. I'm definitely a boy and I've got a d-dick and it's practically as long as my finger now and sometimes it's stiff in the morning and there's clear stuff coming out. You know I can also beat a bunch of kids in my class at arm wrestling so just because I'm still small and skinny doesn't mean I'm not strong!


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==THE SPLATTER FACTORY==

This is a substantial(ish) re-write of my debut work, 'The Death Factory'.

It features the rape, torture and mechanized slaughter (sometimes all at the same time) of pretty young women and girls (ages 8+) in a modern, custom-built dungeon. You can look forward to mashed and crushed bodies, liquidized innards, snapped limbs, fountains of blood and fabulous screams. Also drilling, sawing, slicing, tearing apart, mangling, shredding and squishing. Especially squishing. Also, there is some incidental scat, psychological torment, and just enough plot to hold it all together and hopefully create some tension. There's a bit of humour too.

I'm sorry I've been away so long. Personal circumstances and lack of internet being the main reasons. At the time of writing, reports of my death are greatly exaggerated.

I got tired of writing too. So I left it on the back-burner for 6 months, until I started to even forget what I'd written.

Then I re-read it. Parts that I previously thought were good now seemed less so. And the last chapter, 17, was *really bad*. So I thought I might as well start over and rework the whole thing.

It's the same story. Same basic plot, characters and machines. So what has changed?

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I am accepting story requests for the following games/fandoms: Undertale/Deltarune, Five Nights at Freddy's, Fortnite, DDLC and Marvel/Dc.

It is negotiable if you want a story from a different game/fandom but it has to be one with a lack of guro material.

The fetishes I will not write are: Vore, scat and cannibalism of any kind. If you have a question regarding other things not listed here feel free to ask.

I have made this over the past month.

Luxury yacht too close to pirate coast.

A collection of nearly all the disturbing movie iceberg films.

magnet:?xt=urn:btih:23fa56d0c4853fd47c80875f26908446c27d4d59&dn=Disturbing+Movie+Iceberg&tr=udp://tracker.openbittorrent.com:80&tr=udp://tracker.opentrackr.org:1337/announce

New idea for goosebumps rated x type content

(this is on going. mind my fetish)

It happened once a year for 3 days and was known as "the best place to be" for those 3 days. Which was true, if you were one of the lucky 1000 men invited that
is. It was created 10 years ago when it was decided that lonely men needed a way to let out their frustration and sexual desires without consequences which led
to the first female president, President Davena Guro, creating "Rape/Torture Fest Island". A simple name but very to the point.
Once a year, for 3 days, 1000 single men of all ages and backgrounds would be flown to an island and given free reign to rape, torture, murder any girl on the island
during those 3 days. Indeed, those 1000 men were very lucky. As for the 3000 girls who were randomly chosen as victims and were kidnapped and taken to the island by
force. They werent so lucky.

The men just had to be single and lonely to qualify, while the girls on the other hand had much stricter regulations. The girl had to be between ages 14-19, physically
fit, considered pretty to most men and most importantly, she had to have a bra size between a 34c-36dd, although some smaller sizes were added just for varities sake.

The girls who were unfourtunately chosen, were volunteered by their parents or guardians, and in return their parents or guardians would recieve a check for 10,000

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