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For anyone who enjoyed the Bakky series, what's the next best video you have come across?

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The little elf was trembling.

The orcs had them herded into the village square like cattle. Elves. Elven women, to be precise; the men and boys were elsewhere, likely being butchered for meat. Their dozens of wives and daughters looked on helplessly, awaiting whatever brutality the savages had planned.

But only one little elf was chosen. Much to the lamentation of this little girl, a long-lived elf young by even human standards, her village had refused to pay the toll. The toll the orcs demanded. The toll they realized, as their magic bounced uselessly off of steel-thick orc skin some minutes previous, that they really should have paid.

She was beautiful. She had only recently entered into puberty, and she possessed all the graces of lust and youth at once. Her skin was creamy pale, her chest puffy and soft. Her face was that of a goddess, even through the tear-filled, horrified expression she currently wore. Her naked body was like living art.

Her older sister looked on from the crowd as they lowered the rope around her neck. It was a simple contraption; just a rope and a support beam to throw it over. One of the monsters would pull on the rope, and the little elf would be raised by her fragile neck. A classic execution.

"At least it'll be quick." The older sister thought to herself, eyes welling up with frustration. "She may not even realize what's happening until..."

One of the orcs was addressing the crowd. Apparently, if she could understand his roaring speech, this was a special execution. This little girl was to be made an example of.

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Suffocate the sister by sewing her head into a sack made from the skin of her sister
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Fantastic! Let's see part two! The sister!
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I need Part 2
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Definitely the busty village "doctor". Elves and huge tits go so well together, especially those done by Masao (name search on gelbooru for reference).
Better if she could outproduce a dairy cow.

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Anyone know if there's any XC2 (or really any XC) guro out there? I haven't been able to find any yet outside of my NewVillain commissions

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sorry for the slow moderation, currently i believe im the only one taking this seriously, and even then the amount of posts is hard to keep up with.

i will try to have this problem resolved asap.

Admins are mia, and I never see other people checking this site.

Message to enc or ryo: Get on IRC, I refuse to be the only one keeping an eye on the site. I may love this community, but I'm not the owner, that is your job, so please take responsibility and stop slacking. More moderators, better spam detection, anything. This current system is ridiculous and I'm quickly getting sick of this constantly happening.

Oh and another thing, how am I supposed to do this when you removed the fucking report system?

Update: Admins back, still the only mod, tools still missing, but things are going to improve soon.

Requests
Looking for roleplay partners who are willing to go the extra mile to describe merciless knockout scenes. Just absolutely BRUTAL violence in its purest form. Pick your opponent up off the ground. Throw them into the corner and beat them within an inch of their life. (Or perhaps kill 'em before the ref can stop the fight. ;D ) FvF, MvF, MvM and anything in between are welcome. You can play the winner or the loser. Only one fighter gets to walk away from the ring. Drop me an email or comment if you are interested!
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I would love to box you just email me or kik me
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Sounds cool, I sent you an email
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email is [email protected] feel good for a mix boxing rp match

Literature
Young lives are being plucked out of existence in Sugarplum hill. "Bubblegum and sodapop, cherries last and poppycock." School kids parrot this phrase with bright eyes as they promise to protect each other. But candy is just their problem.

Nia doesn't even look like a tween yet. 3ft 5 and still carrying a baby layer of plush. She has the skills of someone much older. A tiny hand holds firmly onto a long, girthy shaft. Her hot breath puffs out over the head before her lips take to it. She's standing as she performs, her incredible shortness a perfect mismatch with her partners incredible height. He ducks to keep his head from hitting the ceiling, she stands on her tiptoes to get more level with his cock and he groans. They are in the dark-wood candy decorated depths of Harvy's Candies, underground candy shop. And Nia is blowing Harvey. There's a moan, and then an audible swallow... And another swallow, and another, before the young girl releases his saliva drenched rod and looks up at the overall clad adult.

Her pristine white outfit brims with cleanly brightness against the dark hardwood of his store. The golden buttons in 2 columns of 3 down her blouse give her a look a touch of secretarial submission, but the pastel blue mini-skirt brims with playful youth and begs for a peak beneath. Her sapphire eyes look up at him and her snow-pale little hands cup into a bowl. She looks like a beggar, and her face relentlessly showcases that she not only knows this but is drowning in embarrassment. The man obliges her pitiful plea, reaching long arms to a wooden shelf and the beaker that lies atop, his fingers hunt and finally find a little candy gem, a pearl of pure sugar, a caramel treat, the girl takes it with overwhelming joy. She looks at it first, taking in the shape and it's golden glow in the dim-lit store. She brings it ever so slowly to her lips, almost solemn in her movements though filled up with a pleasure so deep she could cry. Her well learned tongue takes in the caramel ball and flips it back and forth, coating her cheeks and the roof of her mouth with sweet sticky sugar. It's very very soon before she can't handle the wait any more and swallows the thing whole, a visible bulb traveling her throat as she voraciously pushes it into her stomach.

"I want... Today, I want..." Nia stammers. She doesn't quite manage to look at the eldery dark figure towering over her. "Today... I *need* some more."
"Nia... I don't give more than one a day. You know that." Bellows out the candy chefs voice as he zips up and turns to organizing shelves.
As Nia imagines she might not get another delicious firecracker of sugary flavor today, she feels a deeply rooted fear clawing at her back.
"Today I NEED it though" She says with panic in her eyes and her first bit of direct eye contact since the two met so many months ago. "Today is special! Today, my..." She looks away again, drawing her panicked gaze to the floor.
"How is your mother, dear." Nia focuses in on a nail in the floorboards, drawing her attention hard towards anything besides that question. She feels electric claws of fear grip into her back, making her body tingle with discomfort and threaten to buckle. She trembles. "Doesn't she worry about you? She must want to see you more since she can't get out of bed, and yet you're here more often. Did the operation go okay?" Nia's vision goes black though her eyes are wide open, all she can sense is the claws on her back. Her breathing gets harder and heavier, and turns into a wheeze that involves her whole chest. The pace of hard breaths is quickening and quickening until she's saved from the dark place by the shining bulb of a lollipop.

Her sapphire blue eyes are captured suddenly by a matching crystalline sugar treat, held between two fingers by the candy maker himself. She grabs his hand right away and closes her mouth around the marbley bright treat. She clasps him tight as she can, pulling the stick from his hand before apologizing with her mouth full, pop slid between her tongue and gums.

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an interesting begining.... curious to see where this goes.
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[Thanks for saying something nice. Really made me feel like I should come back to finish it. I'm going on a long flight soon so please say things! I want to see things before I take off, and when I land.]

Harvey sank down into the tensely stretched out young girl. His posture, towered over her, and his ruthless lustful gaze emanated intimidation. He was like a hawk, his intimidating wingspan curling around her completely. Her arms came back to her body, instinctively protecting her chest and blending in with her school jacket so that she becomes a small white ball quivering unbalanced atop her thin, knock-kneed legs. She collapses.

"Wait!" She exclaims, but the spidery thin man doesn't let up in the slightest. She's yolked up into his lap, her back against his chest, and relentlessly prodded at and groped. Experimental hands pinch at her small, plush breasts and clutch at her doughy thighs. "Stop!" She exclaims as his hands rush to straddle her soft, slender neck and ride the curve of her thighs up to her young pubic mound. The man plays outside her panties, and the girl fills up red, blushing and drowning in her own sense of helplessness. "I can't, I can't be... I can't be doing this. Mom says--"
"Your mother isn't around anymore, is she?" Cuts in the man, having taken acute notice of her panicked eyes and distraught, distracted needs. The tears well up in her eyes immediately, defeated, she falls backward into the mans sinful embrace, both her hands holding tightly onto his wrist as he works her untouched sex. His other hand is free to rip open her top, breaking a golden button from it and freeing the others from their bins. Her small breasts are cupped by a frilly pink bra that he without hesitation presses his hand inside. She's somewhere else, images of mom flood her mind. Memories of warmth, playfulness, and love fill her up all hooked with the weighty idea that they will never happen again. And with that weight comes the craving, the craving to feel light and floaty.

"I need more for this." She cries out. "I need more." She scrambles and struggles and slips from the mans grip. Images of mom that she wants to wash away confuse and blind her as they cloud her mental vision. She crawls, dizzied by deep confusion and painful sadness. It gives the man a view of her bright panties glowing beneath her pastel skirt. He appreciates the view and stands, following her slowly. In her blind search she stumbles into his kitchen, unable to focus and moving, by scent, to his oven. She opens it to find bright blue and bright white sheets of syrupy, delicious sugar. Her mouth is agape, she looks at it and without thinking grabs one of the still hot pans. She flinches hard, yelping out, but manages to bring the thing clanging to the floor infront of her. Shaking with excitement she holds her composure just enough to grab the second pan next, placing it down and letting it fall atop the first. She's looking at the two giant pans of nearly pure sugar like a explorer crossing crates of golden treasure. She looks behind herself to Harvey, who enjoys the apologetic, cautious look splayed across his face for a few seconds before giving her an confirmation hand wave. A couple more tears fall down her cheeks and she returns her gaze to the glossy, smooth surface reflecting her crying face, bright red and quivering, shaking with anticipation, need, sugar lust covering up her dread.

A finger touches the crystaline blue liquid. It's hot, too hot, painful and steaming, as she slowly pulls her finger away, her hand shakes to deal with the pain. The unfinished candy sticks to her finger connecting it to the tray below in a long, unbreaking string. It's heavy, slow, and moves like slime. She pulls her finger above her head and drops a long noodle of blue into her mouth. It's too long to contain and so it falls over her chest and chin as well. It's hot. It hurts. It hurts alot but it's sugar and she can taste it and she wants to taste more. Her clothes grow wet where the blue slime touches and her skin reddens in long snaking lines beneath every stringy drip of the bright candy. But the burns don't stop her from taking another stringy fingerful to her mouth and licking the heated sugar from her lips. She takes another, and another... Soon she bends down over the two candy trays, scooping her first hot handful of many up into her mouth, lips lips kissing her palm to suckle more of the vibrant electric blue treat away. It's growing easier now as the candy begins to cool. Syrupy strings of it make her chest sticky.

The man walks behind her. His hand slips under her skirt to caress the small of her back, the girl is drowning all her negative emotions in candy and lets his relatively comfortable touch send tingling waves of pleasure up her spine. He slides and brings her panties down over her plush rear. His weighty cock flops forward from behind his zipper to kiss her pinkish entrance. She's distracted from gorging herself for a moment by his touch. He pushes inside her, stretching her tiny entrance to meet his girth. The pain for her grows greater and greater, and she drops little salty tears into the candy and they sit atop the sugary surface like tiny pearls. She continues to eat, the candy starting to feel more like clay than syrup, letting her glob it up in ever bigger handfulls into her mouth. The man starts to thrust as the candy continues to harden. Swallowing becomes harder as big syrupy globs become clay in her throat.


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I have to say, death by candy suffocation is pretty creative

Discussion
Srsly stfu pls.

It's storming here. I love it. I love a lot of things, it's a cool universe. But I'm also full of hate. Sometimes, I feel guilty, too. But not over porn, no matter how violent or depraved.

You're not a child, stop feeling bad about it. I say this woth good intentions, not to talk down to you, though I'll admit to not being the best... diplomat.

Something like snuff or child porn, if you're supporting that, even indirectly, sure feel bad and stop. At least try to stop. Support ways to end all that horror. If you care to, which if something in you makes you feel bad, you do on some level.


If you don't feel bad about it, this message isn't for you. Poopy.
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>>7138
>>I'm very empathic, but I can't do this. My GF like risky sex in public, but it's impossible for me, to feel the same. I don't find that appealing at all. If something isn't connected to my initial kinks, I can't find that hot.
Were you able to do 180 degrees spin with empathy about something fundamental, basic?

well that the whole idea that if you are not interested in risky public sex your girlfriend is interested, so you can do something like putting the remote controlled vibrator in her and make her do risky things while you yourself stay safe and do nothing of that.

Then, you go outside and you see her arousal and feel aroused yourself using her as a proxy while you yourself may have zero interest in that thing and stay safe.
but when you do that several times or just imagine doing that to someone imagining how that person will feel you may even start liking it done to you as well.
funny thing is that you have no clue how it feels or what it is, but you just know that this is something that must feel good and your fantasy will do the rest of the work. As If you use a vibrator on your girfriend you definitely cannot know how does it feels but you see her expressions you see her pleasure and you know that it must be good when that is done to you.

I kinda disagree with your idea of fetish origins, because from my own experience and from what other people say this is different.
one interesting thing is that you do not need any traumas to like or dislike things. you simply copy likes or dislikes of other people in your childhood.


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>>7139
I've told her few months ago, that I'm planning to buy Hitachi Magic Wand and Bullut Vibrator, and I've got a big NOPE as a response;).

I mean yes, you don't need anything spectacular, violent or painful. All it takes is ultimately just one stimulus. Like in those examples you provided. I totally agree with that part.

But getting new fetishes due to fantasizing how good something is, looks like reversed behavioral therapy for curing homosexuality or that one from Clockwork Orange. I think, there needs to be already some fundation for new kink to appear. Like progression from point A to point B. Some connection. I don't see plausible getting, for example, guro fetish out of blue. Without finding it's elements interesting before. That's my point. There must be something linking your adult perversions with each other and/or with childhood fascinations.

My mother is quite progressive, so I had comic book about sex'n'stuff when I was like 12-13, and I even saw transection image of intercourse in encyclopedia when I was younger, but just like you, I didn't know what I was doing. I think this is normal. Most guys I know had weir experiments with masturbation. One even damaged his dick pretty badly.
Or perhaps that was normal. Nowadays every kid can look things up on the web.

I did not said, you want to force kids to sex, but I feel, like even encuoraging them to try, can lead to shaming ones, who aren't ready yet. Just like with your examples about small, meaningless remarks leading to developing prejudice, sympathy or antypathy towards someone or something.
Teaching them stuff, and removing moral obstacles would be enough in my opinion.


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>>7140
Well, why do you think you can't develop fetish out of nothing?

Speaking about myself I had absolutely no interest in scat or pee in my childhood or anything anal at all also I was quite homophobic. but now I like that stuff and I could even consider myself bisexual.
In the same way, I had no interest in BDSM I was not even looking to bdsm pictures on the internet in the beginning
In fact, I was mostly interested in big breasts at first but now lolis are preferable (even if some time ago I hardly could imagine myself being interested in such thing.)

I can remember being interested in guro from quite early time and I still don't even know why but most of my current interests were developed later and when I got interested in roleplaying even more stuff was added to my list.

I also agree that children should not be pushed or demanded to have sex (and actually not even told how to do that because you derive them from lost of fun to discover it on their own)
but this CP ban is nothing else than denying them right to do it when they want it themselves. the real reason why it is forbidden is not to protect children but to prevent them finding out about that kind of pleasure.
Children are routinely beaten tortured and abused in the families but this is totally ok, however, if in some family child is actually told about pleasures of sex those parents will be sent to jail because other parents are horrified that this child will teach their children about that as well.


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I don't feel guilty, just frustrated and alienated. It's difficult as hell to find the sort of material I crave, and this in turn makes me question why I crave it.
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Frustrated and alienated I get. I'm not a very social person by nature, in fact I find social interaction with most people tedious. Consequently I don't come across many potential partners let alone people with similar kinks. Even on sites like DFN I find it difficult to mesh with people.

And the cravings, boy I know what you mean. Or at least I think I do. Even on the vanilla end of the spectrum I can't find simple things like straight slave girls forced into degrading lesbian sex, or a girl being cuckqueaned by a cruel tgirl who verbally humiliates her over how she's an inferior woman to someone who has a dick.

Requests
Anyone know the source of these? I swear I've seen them on Pixiv at some point but can't remember who the artist is.
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Also IIRC there's more to it then just these four images.
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Nevermind I found it it was under my pixiv bookmarks the artist is 马户骚酒 for anyone wondering

Literature
"Come on! I really need this. I still have to pay her back!" Anna complained. Annoyed, Andrew was unsympathetic.

"You still have to pay me back, too. I'm not lending you more money so you can prop up your little, failing Ponzi scheme of a personal budget."

"I haven't even been able to buy lunch this week. You've always helped me out before."

"Yeah, well, at some point you need to help yourself. I can't hold you together for the rest of your life."

"There has to be something I can give you in exchange for $20," the small, dark-blonde-haired girl protested. Anna was well-developed for her age - her somewhat revealing outfit of short shorts and a strapless tank top making her body shape clear to anyone who looked. Her hair was wavy and a bit more than shoulder length. Both she and Andrew were 16 years old, and on their way out of school for the end of the day. They had known each other for several years, but had something of an antagonistic relationship. They shared classes and lived close, and so often helped each other out, but spent much of their time teasing one another. She prodded him for being a nerd, and he would retaliate by calling out her slutty nature.

"Well... you know the big biology assignment we have coming up?" Andrew asked.

"Yeah?"

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Excellent story, consensual non-snuff like this seems uncommon, and i'd love to see more "aftermath" details, maybe of her enjoying a new life as a butt-slut, or guys trying to get some pleasure out of her hole?

Alternatively, Anna selling progressively more and more of her body (boobs, ass, mouth) to fund various trivial things would be fun to see too.
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Excellent story! Here is a story idea in the hopes of getting your inspiration up for a sequel.

Months later, Anna is at her best friends place for a sleepover where it is revealed that she's dating Andrew. They have a normal relationship except he likes to tease her about owning her cunt. Somehow a cat knocks over a cup spilling liquid all over Anna and she's forced to removed her shirt, revealing the bra she made from her womb with maybe the fallopian tubes and ovaries acting as the tie. Her friend is completely enamored of the new bra and shyly asks for one of her own. Anna reluctantly complies and using the knowledge she's learning from Andrew (since he's a smart nerd and she can't quite get through life anymore being slutty without a cunt) she harvest's her friends womb. But since Anna's doing all the work, she asks for her friend's cunt as payment, thinking she'd like to make it into a purse. Everyone survives and are happy with their new accessories. Weeks later, another friend spots Anna's new purse and wants one just like it. And in conclusion, Anna begins to dream of becoming the first ever girl leather fashion designer.
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Considering all those things like regeneration technology and other technical stuff I think it may be better to avoid mentioning anything of that in the story in advance since it kinda takes away some of the fun as if devalues everything a lot. If something of that must happen just do it when necessary.

If there will be a sequel, I think the reason to do this again to another girl should be not the money but the fact that another girl is nymphomaniac who just can't stop masturbating and this is distracting her too much from studies. She always keeps running vibrator inside and her pussy is stretched a lot already to be almost useless. Getting rid of her cunt seems to be the perfect solution to this problem.
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>>13149

Ooh I like that idea!
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Is that fanfic of Andrew from The Official's podcast. lol Nice story though.

Requests
anyone have a current subscription to forbidenfeast or studio ad? I want to see their new stuff so much

all the shit on e hentai is old
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bump this one, i got some vip ones on russian site back in '13~14 and for (fuck) 5 years i still following artdude's

Freakshow
Oh, that's what I love!
Air and water are the best friends of large and very large bellies
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Discussion
I just did part of my fetish, I want to be cut in half and live so I can play with my pussy without feeling it, so I used anesthais and I played with my pussy can't feeling pleasure but my tits was good
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Wow thats hot, I want to do that! How did it feel ? Could you do whatever you wanted to it and there was no response ?
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I've tried this a few times after accidentally sleeping on my own hand, or while on oral anesthetics after a dental visit and sucking on my own nipples. It's fun, but not that fun. pretty much what it feels like to have anyone else doing it, but with more control, haha.

Requests
anyone got link?
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I have no idea how to get all the images. I know there are some in exhentai by Artdude41 name.
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ad41 DOT eroticillusions DOT com

Enjoy!

Discussion
So, that used to be something that would get you banned for an amount of time.

I visit this site every once in a while, not as much as I used to and I noticed a few RL pics.

Did the rules change or are the mods becoming more lax? I know with the dolcettgirls site they allow RL pics and its a common thing there, but again, just wasnt sure if there is a rule change or if the mods are MIA?

Can someone clarify?
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>>7145

Please harrass this awful SJW girl!!!, post in requests.

and this has been allowed up for close to a month?>>7145
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The mods are mostly MIA, and if you read that post you'd know that whoever posted it was a retard who doesn't know what this site is supposed to be
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I have seen some around as well, there also people trying to sell snuff pic which I think must be some kind of scammer. Where can I donate to keep the mods doing better job? I need this site or else I don't have a place to put my gallery, this place is right at home for us artist doing guro stuffs.
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>>7148

i know sites like dolcettgirls have RL pics and dont seem to have a problem. and with everything happening with the cannibal cop case being overturned for the moment I think gurochan should be ok.

Its just different from the site it used to be. I personally am ok with RL pics as long as no RL info is posted along with it. Keep it fantasy and we should be ok, but, I dunno.
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DGF et al don't allow sexualized characters under 18, though. Isn't this potential combination the reason for that rule here?

Literature
I awoke tied to an operating table. My limbs were all spread out. There were metal bands holding my wrists and ankles in place, and a thick leather strap going between my belly button and my breasts. I was totally naked. "Where am I?" I said. Several doctors were standing around me, all of them women. None of them answered me. "Hello? What's going on?" One of them picked up a clipboard. "Are you Sasha Fiero, 19 years old, Greensburg University?" "Yes, let me go!" One of the doctors picked up a large handsaw. "What are you doing?" I said. Another doctor grabbed my right arm and held it down. The doctor with the saw put one hand on my breast and rested the saw right on the end of my shoulder. "Try to hold still, okay, darling?" she said. She started sawing into my flesh, bright red blood bleeding out. A hot burning pain shot from my shoulder to the rest of my body. All the air was forced out of my lungs, and I made a cry of pain. I tried to arch up my back, but the strap over my stomach made it impossible. I was immobilized. "We're through," said the doctor. Horrifyingly, one of the doctors undid the strap on my right arm, picked it up and tossed it into a bin like garbage. By now, the shock had worn off and I screamed out in pain. "Sealing wound," said a doctor, and she took a red-hot iron rod out of a rack. "No! Please!" I yelled, but she pressed it to my shoulder. It was pure agony. I started writhing around in pain, trying to escape my restraints, but it was no use. I was too weak. By now, they had walked to my other arm. "Please, I'll do anything," I wheezed. I could barely speak. But it was no use. Again, one of them held my arm down, and another one pushed down on my breast and began to saw. There was no more shock or adrenaline rush, just extreme pain on both shoulders. I wiggled my hips, hoping to slide out of the strap, but what would be the point? I'd surely just collapse without arms. The pain from the saw was almost unbearable, and in my screaming I was losing my voice. I began to see black, and I was praying that I would pass out and that the pain would go away. But before I could, the arm was off. One doctor threw it away, and the wound was heat sealed. 2 arms gone. I felt weak and my skin looked very pale.  I began to hyperventilate, from pain and from trauma. I had no more arms, I was a cripple. "She's lost a lot of blood. She needs a transfusion!" Said one of the doctors. Almost immediately, something sharp pierce deep into my belly button.

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Fuck, this was really hot! This place could always use more quadruple amputation stories like yours! Great job, I enjoyed it very much.
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I'm always happy to see an amputee story, though I personally prefer to focus more on the girl's struggles after her amputation(s). One suggestion: use line breaks. It makes it much easier to read, especially in gurochan's display format.

Thanks for the story!

File Sharing
A new chapter of Maruo's current series, from the April 2017 issue of Comic Beam.

16 pages, in English

https://sukebei.nyaa.se/?page=view&tid=2302184

By the way, am I the only one surprised by Maruo's current pace? Used to be you had to wait 3-4 months between chapters but he's been putting out new TOMINO monthly for a good while now.
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Can someone please provide an alternative host/link/torrent.
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Here's a backup folder of Caterpillar's releases on New Zealand's cloud server. Get it before it's dead and rotting.

#F!QmBhRLpT!ipBxYVOw8LIPHAsfHQ1VMA
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>>1086

Oh nice, you translated Maruo's Storm Boy. I saw the ebook for that when it was released and got excited.

I need to check here more often, I keep missing your releases because I'm used to checking Batoto now.
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>>1086

I'm guessing you're scanning this yourself. If you want to save yourself the trouble of scanning and cleaning when you start to catch up, I also buy Comic Beam every month. Comic Beam's been removing their back issues, so I'm making sure that I grab them every month. I don't know what chapter the serialization is on, but v03 came out in April.

mediafire.com/folder/2aq89tznn9279/Comic_Beam
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No more new chapters?

Discussion
What do you think of the reputation of the board out side of the guro community. The only no guro websites I know that even say we exist is Urban dictionary, tv tropes and encyclopedia dramatic-a. And they mostly say we’re pretty shit.
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For all I care they could put me on a stake and burn me for my fetishes.
No srsly, why don't people do this anymore?!
OY, COM'ERE AND BURN ME FO FOCKS SAKE <3
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We are brought up on reddit /r/guro in a neutral/positive way. I'd say most have never heard of this site, so there arent many opinions.
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>>7077
Aww ( ◠‿◠ )
Couldn’t have said it better myself lol
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I'm not so sure most people know we exist.

I've confessed my fetish to a hand full of friends (yeah, I don't know, bad idea?)... not in great detail, but "enough." I'd lead with "my fetishes are fucked up," and they'd shrug it off and I'd reiterate, "no, you don't understand...

And your average vanilla person is gonna think, okay maybe BDSM, maybe some emphasis on the S&M. And you tell them "It's stuff you probably couldn't or shouldn't do IRL," and they'll think of some of the crazy stuff on deviantArt like inflation, and you say "guro" and they say what, "like, gore, but eroticized." Suffice to say, you end up having to explain it.

If they respect you enough, it's "okay, i accept you, it's just not my thing." Or they try to pretend it's not so bad until you show them some shit and then, "Okay yeah no."

Presumably, most people, IF they knew about us, wouldn't like us very much. Fortunately, most seem to try not to even think that people like us exist. It's like having a rape fetish. It's insanely common, yet I tell someone about it and "wait, so I'm worried about you, are you actually gonna try to go out and, you know...get...you know, raped?"

People really don't get it.
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Most forums I go to, people don't know guro exists, and are disgusted and shocked to find out. It rarely gets as far as them learning about gurochan.

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I awoke tied to an operating table. My limbs were all spread out. There were metal bands holding my wrists and ankles in place, and a thick leather strap going between my belly button and my breasts. I was totally naked. "Where am I?" I said. Several doctors were standing around me, all of them women. None of them answered me. "Hello? What's going on?" One of them picked up a clipboard. "Are you Sasha Fiero, 19 years old, Greensburg University?" "Yes, let me go!" One of the doctors picked up a large handsaw. "What are you doing?" I said. Another doctor grabbed my right arm and held it down. The doctor with the saw put one hand on my breast and rested the saw right on the end of my shoulder. "Try to hold still, okay, darling?" she said. She started sawing into my flesh, bright red blood bleeding out. A hot burning pain shot from my shoulder to the rest of my body. All the air was forced out of my lungs, and I made a cry of pain. I tried to arch up my back, but the strap over my stomach made it impossible. I was immobilized. "We're through," said the doctor. Horrifyingly, one of the doctors undid the strap on my right arm, picked it up and tossed it into a bin like garbage. By now, the shock had worn off and I screamed out in pain. "Sealing wound," said a doctor, and she took a red-hot iron rod out of a rack. "No! Please!" I yelled, but she pressed it to my shoulder. It was pure agony. I started writhing around in pain, trying to escape my restraints, but it was no use. I was too weak. By now, they had walked to my other arm. "Please, I'll do anything," I wheezed. I could barely speak. But it was no use. Again, one of them held my arm down, and another one pushed down on my breast and began to saw. There was no more shock or adrenaline rush, just extreme pain on both shoulders. I wiggled my hips, hoping to slide out of the strap, but what would be the point? I'd surely just collapse without arms. The pain from the saw was almost unbearable, and in my screaming I was losing my voice. I began to see black, and I was praying that I would pass out and that the pain would go away. But before I could, the arm was off. One doctor threw it away, and the wound was heat sealed. 2 arms gone. I felt weak and my skin looked very pale.  I began to hyperventilate, from pain and from trauma. I had no more arms, I was a cripple. "She's lost a lot of blood. She needs a transfusion!" Said one of the doctors. Almost immediately, something sharp pierce deep into my belly button.

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I started into this after I read the stories of A-Cannibal on asstr.org One of the stories I liked best was Stocking up for Winter, Part 1 and 2. You can find them here,

http://www.asstr.org/files/Authors/cannibal_land/cannibal%20land%202/?s=2&d=2

I always wondered what happened to the remaining meats and so I decided to continue his story. It´s not yet completed, so please feel free to comment. And to add suggestions if you like to see something special.

Stocking up for Winter Part 3

Chapter One

On Christmas eve Alan and Beth were sitting together with the the 16 remaining meats at the big table. It was set with Alan's best china. Big bowls sat on the table they were filled with potato salad, pasta salad, steaming vegetables and so on. In the center of the table sat a large serving plate. On a bed of lettuce were two gooses. A girl and a boy. The boy had been 10 years old and the girl 9 years old while they still were alive. Their names had been Mark and Sandra. And the two cannibals were tearing them apart. While the kids continued on their vegetarian diet.

Beth let her eyes wander over the remaining meat packs while she was enjoying the right buttock of the boy. There were now mostly girls left now. Only two boys were left. Both were to old for her to play with since they had started to produce cum and so she would run the risk of getting pregnant if she would have them service her . The boys were both 12. The blond Johnny who just turned twelve and brown haired Don. Her eyes continued her way over the 14 girls. Most were at the nice age between 9 and 12. But there still sat the 15 year old Ana two 14 year old twins Ina and Mia and the 13 year old Melodie. Her eyes lingered on Ana. Looking her up and down she realized that the girls pretty boobs had grown even more. A thought crossed her mind and she looked at Melodie. Melodie was the only girl that had asked for tampons till now! The twins and Ana surely were old enough to have their periods already too!

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Great Story. Thanks for Posting.
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I didn't love pissing on food...

I believe that the kids are taster when they roasted alive!!!


If you read closely they didn`t piss in or in the food ;p Until those get in the oven or the pot or the BBQ pit what they got will be long gone from their system!

Also I didn't kill the new years meat yet! One will roast alive in the oven and the other might get grilled, just minus their arms and legs!

>>10207

Your welcome and big thanks! I´ll soon continue it! And I´m always open for suggestions!
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The next part. Progress is slowing down due to family matters but I still work on it!



Alan looked thoughtfully at her. Then an idea struck him. He couldn't cane or paddle her since that would bruise her roast meat. But he could do something else!

Walking over to Beth he silently told her his idea and on her nod he walked into his room and to his toy cabinet. Picking out two butt-plugs That were slightly bigger than his cock he came back. Placing them on the counter next to the crying little girl. Unknown to him the injection had made her also much more sensitive to pain! So she felt like her shoulders were to be ripped of even so she didn´t hang on them yet! Her brain tried to receive information from her dead extremities but got of course nothing. This absence was then been processed into pain too. A pain and an itch that couldn't be scratched! Alan went to the spices cabinet. He got out some tabasco hot sauce for starters, dried chili pepper, ground cayenne pepper and a teabag for loose tea.

Returning to the counter he put a good amount of the chili into a mortar and used a pestle to crush and ground them up nicely. Adding two table spoons of cayenne pepper and then making a nice paste by adding some tabasco sauce. He spooned the paste into the teabag.

Next he took a big ball gag and looked at Maria. She was crying so loudly that her mouth was wide open. With a mean smile he first shoved the tea bag in her mouth making sure to keep some of the paper outside and with his other hand he pushed the ball gag in! He had to almost dislocate her jaw to get it in. Fastening the straps he smiled at Maria.

Her screams cut down to whimpers now. Alan put on some latex gloves and then coated both butt-plugs in the hot sauce. With an evil smile he shoved them into her ass and cunt! Then smearing the sauce over her tiny clit too!

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If someone wants to draw the scenes have fun! Just please share your works with all of us! There can never be enough pictures of torturing, branding, cooking and eating young girls in the world!
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