Jackson Riordan sat by the window of the bus and stared blankly at the scenery whizzing by. Woodland, open field, woodland, the occasional glimpse of a farm building, then another stretch of forest. Two hours remained before the deadline to report to the local processing center.

The smartwatch on his wrist had pulsed red. That moment was burned into memory. The way his classmates stared. The slow walk up to the front of the class. Mister Evans the English teacher undoing Jackson's blazer, his belt, his trousers, his boxers until he stood nude. His girlfriend Stella had looked away when he walked past her towards the classroom door. In a daze, he sat through the counsellor meeting listening but not really hearing. Jackson was 14, a virtuoso with a baseball bat and captain of the Salmon Run High School Sockeye baseball team. Girl classmates would swoon if they caught his eye. He had a dream of going to the MLB. All of that potential ended the day the lottery had, through algorithmic randomization based on food supply and consumer demand input, chosen a different path for him.

Jackson Riordan, age 14, 5' 4", 112lbs, Animal ID code USDA-JR512724. His future was as a packet of steaks occupying a fridge at a Conversion Market meat aisle.

With each stop, more Animals boarded the bus. One meatgirl bounced into the seat next to Jackson. Puberty was midway through filling out her curves, her ginger curls bouncing alongside her rather sizable breasts as she chattered away. Her name was Jaimie, 14 years old. Either her well of bravado ran deeper than Jacksons', or she was just naturally optimistic. She was very convinced of her ability to gain a reclassification into "Companion Animal" status for some wealthy old man. Jackson imagined the "duties" Companion Animals had to perform, and couldnt help but feel his passenger had a very naive view of the role. He felt Jaimie's chest brush against his arm as she fiddled with the bus seat TV. She smelled of some faint rose perfume.

Minutes ticked over.

Some people could maintain their chipperness about being an Animal right up until they were sitting on the final bed they would ever sleep in, looking at the final bedroom they would ever use and realizing just how close they are to no longer existing. They would no longer animate the corporeal form they had inhabited for the past 12 or 13 or 14 or 24 years. No longer be able to sense anything, feel or touch or taste or smell or think.

Jaimie was sobbing. Hot tears dripped down and wet Jackson's thigh. He held her tightly. His father had instilled a belief in men being in control of their emotions. Yet, he too felt his stomach churn. Within days or even hours, he too would no longer exist in this world. Jackson's pale young skin sliced open. His internal organs removed, a blade slicing through his neck, blood draining and squirting past expert hands. He wondered morbidly whether one of his buddies from the baseball team would end up enjoying Jackson-meat tomorrow.

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Hi all, I'm at a point with my expositional Sidney story where I could wrap it up (I have the ending written already) or add more if it's needed and so I need your help! If you are familiar with the world my stories take place in, comment below with any questions you have about Sidney herself so I can check if the story has already answered them or whether further chapters are needed! Thanks in advance and I love you all!

Please help me!!!!!!!!!!! I've been looking everywhere for years and can't find any of his drawings. I only have the one in the attached pic. He did a lot of gory drawings, and one of my favorites was of naked women being burned to death. DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY OF HIS DRAWINGS?

I usually don't have a reason to do stuff like this, but everytime I wanna try and generate pantypoop/soiling stuff, one of the things I go to is to generate a generic girl that does the pantypooping.

My design for her is that she had medium-size breasts, brown hair and eyes, and a beanie, specifically orange, but my dumbass and horny brain decided to make a blue beanie girl, and now im stuck here wondering what to do naming them instead of referring to them by the color of their beanies

Like if I wanna refer to one of them, I call them sumn like "orange beanie" and it feels cumbersome and awkward to type. So here they are. What should I call them according to yall?

:>

Hello!Im new here, so I think we can get to know each other :)

First things first: What I'm calling "GUROchan Chat 2", for lack of a more creative name, is my own personal project, not something sponsored by this website. My only mildly official status on this website is that I have been granted just enough admin power to mop up spam posts now and again. Beyond that, I'm just another user here.

Secondly, if you're never visited the GUROchan chat room, you might want to check it out. It's not a busy (or even active) place most of the day, so I can't promise you if you drop in that there will be anyone there to chat with, but when there are others hanging out, it can be a lot of fun.

For myself, however, (he said, trying to be diplomatic) I find the current chat room design a bit... er, primitive? Retro to an excessive degree? Of course, for some people that retro look-and-feel is a big part of image board culture. If that's your thing too, then the basic chat at https://chat.guro.cx/ is for you.

If you're like me, however, and want something a bit more up-to-date, a bit easier on the eyes, and with more user-friendly features, you might want to check out GUROchan Chat 2.

GUROchan Chat 2 is a different interface for the same conversation that takes place on GUROchan Chat Prime. Same messages. Same people chatting with each other.

The easiest way to use GUROchan Chat 2 is to simply go to https://chatproxy.chat/

Better integration with the original chat room, however, can be achieved by using Tampermonkey (available as a plugin for most browsers) and this userscript: https://chatproxy.chat/chat-mods.user.js

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was wondering if we can create a thread specifically created for all the artworks be it 2d, 3d (like Koikatsu)or original works of this one the most tragically and unfairly executed girls

Need sources for some manga I found online

Sometime in the 90ies someone had the bright idea to let BDSM & scat hentai artist Tomomi Sanjou draw a bunch of horror manga shorts for mainstream YA horror magazines. This is a collection of the technically non-pornographic but still wildly inappropriate results.

https://www.mediafire.com/file/kz4x7fn2013eo91/Tomomi+Sanjou+-+I+Want+to+Become+a+Dog+(ENGLISH).rar/file

178 pages, in English

All translated by me, except for chapter 2 ("In the Cavern"), which was translated by Slug Chicks a long time ago.

Do you have any

Slut.

There she stands, propped against a pole in the subway carriage. Perky nipples straining against the thin fabric of her tight white cropped top.

Head bowed towards her cell phone screen and earphones shutting out the outside world, her tits undulate invitingly as she giggles at the contents of whatever messages she's reading.

Most provocative is her stance: she steadies herself in the swaying carriage. Her creamy legs shoulder-width apart. The skin of her thighs seem to glow. Wrapped around her bum is the briefest pair of purple shorts. The crotch of the thin fabric clings to her mons like a second skin. A cleft is acutely visible to all, revealing the curves of her cunt lips.

Isn't she aware of the camel toe she's sporting?

Maybe she knows, but doesn't care.

Or maybe she wants people to look.

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Does anyone know where to find stories from Grendel on Ravishu? The site was taken down and a lot of stories were lost. There was stuff from Fiddykucker, someone else who used to write on Ravishu, so I was hoping there might be someone who still had access to Grendel's stuff.

Newly flat-chested girls.

Here’s a funny drawing with editing my favorite femboy, and adding my character getting their insides eaten (like what the title suggested LOL)
It’s my first time drawing gore, so apologize if the art doesn’t look extreme and good, but gotta start off somewhere :v

Walled up and left to die.

I need the sauce

CHOP!
Sarah's Big Day
By
Edward Hyde


It was Sarah’s big day and she could not be more excited! Although the concept of “birthdays” was something that had never been discussed with her, just a word overheard from customers sometimes when they came to select a piggy for their dinner, usually talked about with a tone of excitement, she knew all about Anniversaries and what they meant. Today was her fourth Anniversary, four years to the day since she was born, and that meant only one thing – time for the chop! In a few minutes, she would line up with her remaining litter-sisters and take her turn kneeling on the straw, resting her neck on the wooden block, then all the others who were still waiting for their special day to come would gather to watch, counting down from five, shouting “CHOP!” upon reaching zero then cheering as the farmer brought down his axe and cut the piggy’s cute little head off. No matter how many times they witnessed and participated in this ritual, which could be as often as several times a day in busy seasons, it was still the most fun thing they knew and made them all yearn for their own moment in the spotlight.

Of course, not all piggies even made it to their fourth Anniversary, with many purchased by hungry families or restaurants beforehand or used to fill special orders and every day on the farm carried the excitement for all but the tiniest of piggies, not yet eligible for harvest, that today could be their big day, but there was certainty that any who reached their fourth Anniversary would be harvested on that day, so Sarah had spent the past few weeks growing ever more excited, confident that she would get the chop that day if not before. Now the day was here!

It had been the more than three centuries since Sidney Roebuck had changed the world and opened people’s eyes, not to mention their stomachs, to the delights of girl-meat! Despite some opposition at first and one global blip in the early decades, the custom had gained popularity steadily ever since, becoming so much an established part of western culture that hardly anyone thought to even question it, with school, churches and other public institutions serving Girl and sometimes even Boy at social events, although there was never any real doubt in most peoples’ minds that Girl was the superior meat. It was normal, to the point of causing confusion and consternation if it did not happen, for the bridesmaids to provide the centre-piece of any wedding feast and family or neighbourhood cookouts were common-place. Public parks and beaches also set up rentable barbecue pits for public use and, of course, restaurants and chains such as Sidney’s, La Fille, Jessie T’s, MAXX, Wendigo, Gingerbread and Gretel’s were staple establishments in every town. There were also butchers who either specialised in girl-meat or included it among their other offerings and various abattoirs with custom facilities specifically for processing human volunteers.

The popularity of human meat in general, specifically Girl, however, led to its own problems. As it became more popular and accepted, the demand rose, with supermarkets beginning to offer it on their shelves, both fresh and frozen, long-established fast food chains switching their primary ingredient to compete with the newer, specialist outlets and the public appetite for affordable girl-meat growing exponentially year on year.

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This Artist currently goes by the name Nic0_A and was previously known as NinthPeople (see HentaiFoundry) but seems to have scrubbed all old works, which is a darn shame becease they were some great work, I only have a few works and will post all I have (which isn't a lot since I even lost some due to PC breaking down). Please add the old works if you have them.

**Heavy Dead Dove: Do Not Eat,**
heed the tags,
what it says on the tins,
need i say more ?

**Content:** Extreme Gore, detailed cannibalism, failed abdominal suicide, slow painful death while conscious, organ consumption, black comedy, nihilism

if you continue reading after these warnings and get offended, that's 100%, no... 1000% on you.

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**The Last Monday**
*A Garfield Fanfiction*

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