/lit/ - Literature

can take suggestions, though i'll only take anything relating to Touhou, Guilty Gear or Cookie☆ (if you know what that is, congrats)

though don't expect me to do them at any point, i only write occasionally for fun

Inspired by the ultracasual snuff stories of u/Badideasgirl on r/GuroErotica.

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Weird Stepbrother
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“Hey, do you want to hang out with your stepbrother?” Kaylee mused. She looked over at her friend Nikole. “He’s really cute.”

Nikole made a face. “Yeah, but he’s into all kinds of weird stuff. He listens to weird music and he likes weird-looking girls and he watches weird animated porn.”

Kaylee dipped her toes in the water. The two girls were sitting on a towel at the end of a dock at a lakeside cabin. Nikole’s new stepmother had owned it until she’d been called up for a fuckstop during the honeymoon trip. She had ended her marriage, and her life, with a stranger’s cock inside her and her head toppling to the floor as she was guillotined.

“I watch weird animated porn,” Kaylee said. The corpse of a woman floated by on the lake, probably snuffed on a boat party further out.

“Yeah, but you’re my BFF, so it’s different,” Nikole pointed out, stretching and standing up. Her tight T-shirt clung to her body. She wasn’t wearing anything else. “Sure, let’s go see what he’s doing.”
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A thread where i will post stories i co-write with novelAi or Aidungeon. apologies for any weird inconsistencies and strange language, that’s all part of writing with AI assistance. Feel free to post your own ai guided stories too, or what you think of this-

DIRTY BRAWL

There are no rules here. The people who sign up for dirty brawls know exactly what they are getting into. One on one, in a 20x20 foot metal cage, a fight to the death, in the nude. No holds barred. It's not pretty.
"I'm sorry," said Jimbo, "but I have to get ready." He was standing in his locker room, with his back to me as he prepared himself.
Jimbo was applying oil to his naked body. The slipperiness of the oil is the only protection he could get in the cage. He has no idea who his opponent could be. This was part of the fun for the organizers of such events. You never knew who you were going to face, and that added an element of excitement to the whole affair. It was like being at a sporting event, but instead of watching two teams go head-to-head, it was two naked people fighting each other. Age and gender had no boundaries. Though the organizers liked making fights one sided for entertainment. They also made sure there was a good mix of men and women in the fights.
He looked over his shoulder, smiled, and winked at me. I felt my cock start to swell again. Jimbo was a 6 foot tall bruiser, built like a wall of bricks. His muscles rippled under his skin, giving him an almost supernatural appearance. His dark brown hair was cut short, and he wore his eyebrows thickly. He had a strong jawline, and a pair of piercing eyes.
the event starts in pitch blackness. The only sense was of the mumbling and chatting of the huge crowd. The audience consisted of all ages. The fighters are locked in the cage and stand in separate corners, waiting for the light. When the light kicks on, the fight starts and its only then that them and the crowd find out who they are fighting. A few tense moments pass in darkness as anticipation builds, the crowd going quiet. Then the lights come on, revealing the fighters in their glory.
The crowd roars with the reveal. On one side is jimbo the giant nude specimen of a man, with a giant and quickly hardening cock, because his opponent looks to be a tiny girl. She couldnt have been taller than 5 feet or older than a highschooler. She has curly red hair down to her shoulders and has freckles covering her cuPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

<You have reached Hill's Culinary Enterprises! Press one for English. Marque dos para Espanol.>

"One"

<Thank you for being part of the Hill's Culinary family! Please listen carefully to our menu, and select which option best describes why you are calling us today.>

". . ."

<Press one to find a local store that carries our fine meat products.>

". . ."

<Press two if you want to arrange a bulk delivery.>

". . ."
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I wrote this (complete) story a little over a year ago and posted it to ao3, /r/guroerotica and the dark spot. It just occurred to me I should post it here as well.

Unlike many, I prefer to have a vaguely plausible justification for the extreme debauchery, so there's a bit of world-building early in the story before it really gets going. Feel free to skip over that part if you want to get to the good stuff.

Enjoy.

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Burned on the Stake
Phrasing is important.

Consider the phrase: "cruel and unusual." The key word is, of course, 'and.' For a punishment to be cruel and unusual it must be both. Surely, if several other nations have adopted a certain type of punishment as standard practice, it was not all that unusual, even if it was cruel.

At least, that was how the seventeen Supreme Court justices ruled in 2074, in a ten to seven decision. Congress passed a law mandating extreme cruelty, the President signed it, and the Supreme court rubber-stamped that decision, through the flimsiest of justifications.

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I draw my suppressed gun and quietly enter my targets hotel room. There he was, Santiago, in bed with two naked little girls no older than ten. A little blonde and a little redhead. He smiled gleeful at the little girls discomfort as he rubbed the shaft of his penis against the little blonde girls vagina that was clearly to small for him and fingered the little redheads pussy. My finger hovered over the trigger; the bounty was finally mine.
I quickly turned the corner and put a bullet in his head before he could react. His blood splattered the wall behind him and the little blonde gasped in fright and stared up at me, her eyes wide. The little redhead was frozen like a statue, eyes locked traumatically onto the hole in the now dead man’s head.
“Sorry about this girls, no witnesses…”
I raise my gun again and fire twice. The little blonde grunts in pain as the bullets impact her chest and she is thrown back against the bed. The little readhead is snapped out of her stupor and screams at the top of her lungs as she watched her best friend get shot before her eyes. I turn my gun toward her and silenced her with a clean headshot. Her head snaps back and she falls off the side of the bed, hitting the carpet with a soft thud. I put one final bullet into the little blondes head and I turn to leave the room, closing the door behind me. One man and two kids. Easiest million I ever made.

This fictional short story will immerse you in a weekend in the life of two lesbian girlfriends and the absolute blast that they had while "borrowing" the daughter of a woman that they meet at the Zoo.
This story is NOT to be reproduced in real life, take a chapter from Mr. Rodgers and be a good neigbor to others ok, we only live once, be a good influence on the world, this is FANTASY only!

This story contains rape scat and watersports, specifically 2 lesbian women brutally fucking an unconcious girl for fun, and is not for the weak of heart, but is for the wet sadistic pussy or throbbing sadistic dick. It is officially in the "epic life" universe, but alot more tame, and meant for a quick read while on lunch at the office or at home taking care of the kids during the few seconds that an overworked mother has to herself in her bathroom with her dildo, so I apologie for the brevity.

Now enjoy, as with my other works, A couple of suggested songs to play on your earbuds as you masturbate and suggested vibrator settings is included to make the story more interactive. Now, tell the coworkers that your headed to the bathroom, or tell the kids that mommas going to take a thirty minute break, and enjoy!
Lawrence Zoo, Ravenville South Carolina.

Virgina Wallace twiddled her thumbs as the SUV infront of her spent ages dropping off what seemed like two whole families worth of kids as she sat there looking for an open parking space.

Virginia sighed in relief as the SUV finally pulled away and she found the perfect spot to park her Jeep Wrangler. After quickly shifting to park she glanced in the mirror and smiled. At 28 years old, she wasn't as young as she wished that she was, but she still retained a youthful, almost teenage look. Her long golden curly hair was something that she wished she could cut, but her girlfriend Kristen insisted that she keep it. Virginias green eyes sparkled as she imagined the fun time that she and Kristen were about to have at the Zoo, and for what they had planned for the next few evenings if things went right.

The low black halter top that Virginia wore showed off both of her C cups to the point that if it were cut any lower both of her nipples would pop free, exactly how Virginia liked it. Virginia shifted her perfect apple bottom in her seat as she unbuckled her seatbelt and grabbed her purse.

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Temari's eyes widened and she let out a choked gasp as the thin metal wire slashed through the soft skin of her pale neck. Blood began to gush from her wound and drip down into her cleavage as she dropped to her knees, her fan tumbling to the ground beside her while her hands instinctively reached up to her neck, desperately trying in vain to hold in the crimson liquid pouring from the open gash. She let out a few more pathetic gurgles of panicked protest as the shinobi that struck her lingered to watch from the shadows for a brief moment instead of leaving to catch up with her platoon right away.

Temari's life began to fade from her eyes and her arms fell like lead to her sides as she bled out before finally slumping forward, her face pressed to the dirt and her ass up in the air. The shinobi grinned and hummed in contented excitement at the sight before dashing off to catch up with her comrades as drool dripped from the dead kunoichi's slack tongue and her bladder began to relax, a damp spot of wetness beginning to spread in her panties and trickling down her thighs to pool around her knees in a shameful puddle of piss fit for the corpse of a ninja that wasn't quite quick enough.

(first time writing guro lol let me know if there's any desire to do other/longer oneshots with Naruto characters or even Overwatch characters)

250 words? tl;dr
100 words? tl;dr

How about guro haiku? Three lines. 5 syllables, then 7, then 5. Strictly enforced by nobody.


I'll go first, on my personal favorite subject.


Now I am pregnant
Knife enters my big belly
I am not pregnant

This story was originally inspired by learning about the voir dire (jury selection) process while following some recent high-profile cases (More like vore dire, am I right?). It's languished unfinished for years, and I was inspired to complete it by seeing PK's lovely sory Interview with the Dragon again on the DGF for the first time in many years.


Dragon Jury Duty


The inexplicable fertility boom in the mid-21st century exploded normal human demographics. Ten, then fifteen, then twenty women were born for every man; women got pregnant younger, more often, and with more children. The population absolutely skyrocketed. Malthusian terror gripped policymakers as the prospect of widespread famine got closer every year.

A generation into the catastrophe the solution presented itself when, after centuries in hiding, the massive, suave, hypnotic, scaly, and above all hungry dragons made themselves public. A few meetings with governments around the world, and the Population Laws were suddenly a fact of life. The now-miniscule but stable population of men had to give a certain amount of their time at the public impregnoriums, servicing the needs of the increasingly baby-craving female populace. Men were exempt from jury duty and most other public service; legislatures, courtrooms, and corporations filled with women.

And women, in turn, filled dragons’ bellies. The huge reptiles lounged around cities or flew over the countryside, casually devouring succulent female morsels at a speed that almost kept up with the enormous new birthrate. It was the new normal. One second, a woman was a proud, competent professional; the next, her stocking-clad legs were sticking out of a dragon’s mouth, kicking her high heels off as she was messily devoured.

Dragons snaked their heads into changing rooms to eat the squealing snacks within. Draconic tongues slid up coeds’ skirts for a sweet little taste, then coiled to pull the unfortunately scrumptious girls into waiting maws. Schools stuffed to the brim with excess female students routed their buses near known dragon haunts, where entire busloads of astonished teenage girls were bolted down en masse. Mischievous dragons ordered pizza, only to gulp down the toothsome delivery girls with the pizza as a garnish.

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