Do someone have the video of 三分钟看完_Flowers of Flesh and Blood by mos?

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/67799332

there's this gif I'm looking for of a living severed head of bride of Frankenstein I'm assuming, she's sucking dick and almost being ripped off her life support device being in a upright position as if she's placed on a pedestal , cum draining into a rectangular clear container for collecting cum as she choked on cock. i wanna jerk off to it cant find a archive, help a beaner out plzzz

I'm looking for a specific set. Unfortunately, I cannot for the life of me remember the artist, nor the name of the set, but I can give the details. The set was about 5-6 images long, 3D CG, and was posted to Pixiv sometime in mid 2021. The setting was magic show stage where two sadistic twin girls in clown makeup performed the "sawing a person in half" act on a boy, though there's no "trick" to be had. In one image, one of the clown girls puts a microphone up to the boy's mouth so that the audience can hear his screams as the saw cuts through him. Does this ring a bell to anyone?

Revive the old Sharue Thread

Someone merged/trained a huge pony model focused on torture and BDSM. I haven't been abled to test it myself yet, but the preview pics seem promising.

I'd be very surprised if it stays up for long so better get it while it lasts.

https://civitai.com/models/836309/punishmentdiffusionxl-v01?modelVersionId=935674

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Not sure if this post will go through here, but I've been getting the above error when trying to post to the games thread in /g/ on 3 different days, and I still cant post anything. I checked and my post wasn't submitted.

Anyone else getting this error or know what might be causing it?

I am thinking of having a separate one for my art :)
I really like 12 oz mouse and Brak idk

Tags: consensual, lesbian, cannibalism

"Is this heat ever going to end?" I moaned to my roommate Jade. "If it gets any hotter, meatgirls will just go outside to get roasted."

Jade rolled her eyes at me. "So stay inside. If you ask me, Molly, this is the perfect kind of day to lay around doing absolutely nothing. I might not even leave this chair 'til you drag me to our bed."

She stretched slowly, making her breasts partially escape from her tank top for a moment. She had been draped lazily over that overstuffed armchair most of the morning in tight shorts and a tank top, watching TV and scrolling on her phone.

I sighed and flopped gracelessly on the couch, face down. After a moment I lifted my face far enough to look at my phone and started checking out cute girls on Meat-Tok. A few snuff reels later, I worked my free hand into my panties and started slowly fingering myself.

When I got close to my first orgasm, I found myself looking over at Jade's tits and succulent legs, imagining she was the one in all the meatgirl videos I was watching. She caught me looking at her and stuck her tongue out at me before pulling her tits completely into the open, just to tease me more. I giggled a little, but then a video started with a girl grilling her tits that sent me over the edge.

Jade and I had always been open with each other about our meat fantasies. Like most girls, we were both comfortable with being seen as meat and often used each other's bodies when imagining eating another girl. In the two years we had been sharing this studio apartment, we had role played being meat for each other countless times.

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Commissions open at [email protected]!

Requesting SHDs / Sohighlydubious old Art. A lot of his older Art was sadly deleted from Deviantart.

Disclaimer: just a horror fetish, entirely fictional, don't do anything that will harm somebody in real life.

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School Selection

[non cons]

A loud whistle caught Nina's attention. She stopped her crawl and started to tread in the water. After a few moments Nina saw what was going to happen. As the other students stopped swimming their teacher signaled to get out of the water. “All girls are required to go to a changing booth and wait there for the meat inspector” said the coach, “the boys will continue with 4 laps of the butterfly stroke”

Nervously talking the girls quickly went to the changing booths. Nina sat about halfway down the line. “Shit I hope they don't pick me” thought Nina. A soft crying from her right assured her of a better chance, only 25% was selected from each class. She heard the meat inspector getting closer every few minutes. He was only a few lockers away from her now and she heard him say, “swimsuit straps off your shoulders and stand with your face to the wall”. Nina put the straps off her shoulders, better make it easy for the inspector, she thought. Suddenly she heard another girl crying in the booth next to hers. “Nice” she thought, that was Emily, she never liked her.

“Name” said the inspector as he opened Nina's door. “Nina, ID number 230867” said Nina. “Thank you” said the inspector, I see you already put your straps down, very nice, can you turn your face to the wall” “sure sir” said Nina and she turned her back to the inspector. The inspector checked her butt, “nice and firm” she heard him say. The inspector made her turn around and started peeling her swimsuit down. Softly he took her breasts in his hands and checked them. After a confirming mumble he pulled Nina's swimsuit to her feet. After a quick look on her pussy he said: “I'm not sure can you wait for 10 minutes, keep your swimsuit off” “of course sir” said Nina. The inspector went to the next changing booth.

“Shit” thought Nina, “I might be meat within an hour or I can be free for the rest of my life”. A strange thought occurred to Nina: this was her last chance to have an orgasm. She sat down naked on the little bench and started to rub her pussy. Within a few minutes she reached the point of no return. She took a deep breath and tried to keep quiet as her orgasm took control of her body.

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I cracked it! The trick was not to worry about providing context - this is event is just something that happens! lol. Enjoy Pt 1 - Pt 2 to follow either tonight or tomorrow :-)

Pt 1

“Ready, girls?” Mr Menzies stood with the starting pistol in his hand. “When I fire the pistol, you will have five minutes to get into the woods and try to hide. When you hear the pistol again, you’ll know that the hunters are coming!” The fifteen little girls, all aged between four and seven years old and all as naked as the day they were born giggled excitedly, waiting in the mid-afternoon sun for their signal to run. The woods was actually nothing but a small copse, run too far into it and you would very quickly find yourself out the other side! But it was plenty big enough for the game and provided plenty of places to hide or to dodge anyone pursuing you. “Okay, on your marks, get set, GO!” The old man fired the starting pistol in the air and the gaggle of small girls rushed off up the slight hill to take refuge in the trees. The adults and non-participating children who had gathered to watch clapped and cheered as they ran, many shouting encouragement to their daughters or siblings.

Next, the hunters stepped up to the line. These were the older girls, aged from eight upwards with the oldest being fourteen, most of them veterans of previous hunts both as hunter and prey. Unlike the smaller girls, the hunters were dressed in cammo fatigues complete with boots, ammo-belts and hats. Several also wore sunglasses to protect against the bright sun that they knew from experience could be quite dazzling if it unexpectedly broke through the foliage in the other gloomy copse. There were ten hunters in all, volunteers like the prey, all armed with low-velocity paintball guns which might sting but not cause actual pain or do damage unless fired at point-blank range, each loaded with paint pellets of a different colour.

After the hunt, the annual celebrations would continue with much feasting, girl-meat being the bulk of the food to be enjoyed. That was the whole point of the hunt and the rules were simple. The older girls, the hunters, were sent to stalk the younger girls, the prey, in the woods and try to shoot them with their paintball guns. They would have fifteen minutes to track and shoot the naked little girls and there was no limit to how many different hunters could shoot the same prey. At no point were they “out”, they could continue running, hiding and teasing the hunters for as long as the had stamina. Once the fifteen minutes were over, the starting pistol would be fired again, a noise loud enough to be heard in even the thickest part of the copse, and the hunters must immediately stop their pursuit.

All the girls, hunters and prey, would then come back down the hill to the party area where, in front of the excited revellers, the prey would be inspected. Should any be found to be paint-free, aside from the soles of their feet as it was recognised that this would more likely come from stepping in the paint rather than being shot, they would simply return to their families and get dressed. Next, the colour of the paint on the nabbed preys’ bodies would be compared with the paint that had been issued to the hunters.

The small girls who had been hit by the hunters would then be scrubbed clean and, in front of the watching crowd, beheaded, gutted and butchered ready to be cooked at the feast. Many, in fact most years, all the meat came from these younger girls, or “piglets” as they were known, but sometimes the attendees were treated to an extra-special centre-piece. If any of the hunters should have failed to hit any piglet at all, judged by whether or not their signature paint could be found on any of the piglets’ bodies, they would have to strip naked too and be cooked alive on a spit. Every year, those gathered to watch the hunt hoped there would be at least one hunter with a poor aim or bad luck that day!

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This can be a thread for asking about stories from last GCs that has gone missing

Like Lucy's Final Adjustment

Or the one of the Totally Spies being assassinated

Pic mostly unrelated but required for thread

Hello! I'm learning anatomy and how to draw guro :) what do you guys think ? Opinions?

So someone suggested that I should share my creations here, seeing as this is a haven for lovers of the macabre. So here goes nothing.

All my content is made in the Source Engine. Its currently all been created in Garry's Mod, but Im slowly figuring my way around SFM. Want to transfer over since the rendering capabilities are higher, there are more models, and the potential to animate.

This thread was made with permission from Insomniac. Check out 3DBoys for his art and plenty of other artists!

Will it be okay if I will draw some guro stuff with another artists' characters without his permission? Cause on one side it can be clarified as fan art, but on the other, he doesn't draw gore at all and he can be, probably, angry about it

B-b..Because, techi!

(Part 1)

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Looking for jissouseki is relatively easier than one would expect. Like a great rodent population, you find them most populous in the alley-ways and areas around urban housing, behind restaurants and marketplaces, and warehouses and ports. You might find one in your backyard, maybe even within your own home; quietly and sometimes cleverly hiding from sight in the basement or the attic.

But the largest populations comes from the parks. Next to that are the forests or pastures in the countryside. But parks remain the number one way to run across many jissouseki.

I myself have a jissouseki as a pet, along a few to play with for my amusement, if nothing more. Many of these creatures are expendable, to an almost ridicoulous degree. The ones worthy of being pets, and thus entitled to a good life of treats, bedding, love and care, are the smart ones. It foten hard to ever find a jissou smart enough to grace you. But how to tell which ones are the dumb retarded stupid ones from the above average to high in intelligence?

Simple! You just ask them, whenever they waddle up to you by themselves or in a group asking (and in some cases, demanding) you to take them home, why you should.

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I haven’t drawn any gore or guro in a while, does anyone have any ideas on how I can get back into the guro drawing mood?