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 No.22010[Reply]

“Daddy?”

“Yes Princess?”

“Is it gonna Hurt?”

John turned to look at his 10 Year old daughter as she sat on the center prep table, her little legs, slightly parted and dangling off the edge showing her little Fillet, puffy, reddish and still leaking a bit of his seed from her first and only sexual experience.

“Well I won’t lie sweetie. Getting cooked is going to be more than just a bit uncomfortable, but I am going to start the oven on low and let the heat come up slowly so it should be just like going to sleep. We’ll worry about the stuffing once you have passed out.”

Mellanie absently played with the cum leaking from her recently deflowered pussy and watched as her father mixed the stuffing and collected the seasonings, he would be using on her. Her eyes drifted to the large assortment of Knives hanging off the magnetic rack next to the prep station.

“uh… what if... I mean couldn’t you stuff me now? “she asked.

John turned to look at his little girl with a bit of astonishment. “Well Yes, I could, but that would mean gutting you and doing that while you’re still alive and awake would hurt a Lot. I am already so proud of you for volunteering for this special dinner. I don’t want to hurt you more than necessary.”
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 No.22032

Fantastic story, always liked it.
So if you are indeed LazarusLong may I ask if there's a chance you might still finish "A New Job"?

 No.22033

I stopped working on it when the old board went down. I still have it and may start working on it again, but I have another that I’m working on right now.

 No.22035

>>14199
Well rest assured that you would have at least one ecstatic reader if you ever finish it!?

 No.22234

I love when little girls get raped and cooked.

 No.23027

Please write more like this!!



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 No.22005[Reply]

A short story about a girl who gives 14 year old Tom a way to get revenge on the ones who bullied him. But everything has a price.

 No.22006

Anya was an assassin, who revelled in killing people slowly, and sexually. She never cared about money too much as nothing would give her as much pleasure as watching the life drain from her target as she cums to their death.
She had recently gained a new magic which let her control anyone with the same bloodline as one she had bathed in, so she went down to the town to try out the ability.
Here she found a family with a mother, a father and their young 14-year-old son, Tom. She waited until the father was out of the house to ambush him, appearing right in front of him and immediately stabbing him in the chest. With that the mother became a widow.
She grieved for weeks, barely paying attention to the outside world. This gave Anya a chance to have fun with her child. The child had constantly been bullied by some of the kids from the school. Anya appeared before him.
“Who… who are you?” He asked.
“I know there are people in the school you want to get back at.” She whispered.
Tom nodded “Every day they torture me because I’m weak.”
“Would like a chance to get revenge?” Anya asked.
Tom smiled “Yes.”

Tom’s school taught the basics of all kinds of things, including magic, crafting, medicine and trade. Tori had always picked on him the most, mocking him for his struggles at fighting techniques and magic, and managed to get herself paired up with him whenever possible.
This time though, he would use it to his advantage. While in medicine lesson, Anya communicated to him what to do, and he quickly mixed some of the ingredients together, pouring it into Tori’s water. Anya had picked up a few tips from Eratus after all their work together and made use of it now.
Tori drank the water and Tom waited. Then he heard it.
“Hey look, did Tori wet herself?”
“Eww...”
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 No.22007

Next, he pulled away and positioned his now hard penis over her pussy.
“Don’t even think about putting that junk into my…” Once again, he cut her off by thrusting into her, causing her to lose her voice for a second. He just kept on going, pushing it in again, and again. She continued to moan as he fucked her.
“Oh, oh, this feels amazing.” She had finally given up trying to stop him, and simply savoured the experience. However, Tom still had vivid memories of every time she hurt him, and simply wanted her to feel the pleasure before the pain. Next, he got out another potion Anya had given him, and forced it down her throat. Suddenly she began to moan even more than before. Her body even wriggled around in pleasure, and he had to assume the paralysis was wearing off, but that was fine. She’d still be too weak to hurt him for a long time.
The potion he gave her enhanced all her senses, so what was already pleasurable was put into overdrive. His lower body happened to graze her clit and she orgasmed. And she kept it up too, only managing a minute after each orgasm before the next. He kissed her on the lips and played with her boobs in his hands, making her go crazy in pleasure. Then she suddenly winced.
“Hey, what was that?” She opened her eyes to see Tom holding the knife, and an evil smile. Her cheek burned slightly. She looked incredulously. “Did you cut me?”
Tom licked at the cut while he continued to pump her. He too felt incredible, and felt it was time to really take revenge. Her blood tasted amazing and turned his bloodlust on, making him want to revel in her pain. In reality, a lot of this was Anya’s emotions seeping in, who was feeling the whole thing and masturbating herself to it. Tom punched one of Tori’s boobs.
Her sensitivity was already heightened, so she felt a powerful wave of pain, and let out a scream. Tom was excited by this and continued to punch her tits over and over. They had a strange feeling to hit as they were so large.
He didn’t stop with the boobs and proceeded to stab them as well. This was a much sharper pain, so Tori ended up screaming properly this time, as he cut them up from the nipple outwards. After cutting it open, he stuck his hand in to feel it from the inside and moved his mouth down to suck at the insides. Tori kept screaming till her voice went raw, and her body struggled a bit, but Tom was on top and it was still weak. Every wince she made turned on Tom more, bringing him closer tPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.22008

Anya gasped as his head rammed itself against her vagina, which spread unusually large to let it fit in, Anya’s hips seemed to grow wider to accommodate the change and the vagina was so wet that it began dripping down onto the rest of Tom’s body, completely soaking it.
By the time most of Tom’s body was engulfed, Anya released the mind control, so she could feel the wriggling as he tried to escape. He was no longer pushing himself in, so she grabbed his hips to push him in herself. It felt so good to have an entire body slowly rub against her as it entered inch by inch. Her belly slowly expanded as it went. Eventually his body was almost in but reaching his hips she found his penis was hard, stopping him going any further. She laughed.
“You’re actually being turned on by this.”
She heard a “Mmmmng” in reply from her belly as she grabbed his dick and began rubbing it. She pulled the tip across her clit and eventually he cummed. Having cummed twice in such a short time, his dick quickly became too sensitive to continue. She continued to rub it causing him to wriggle some more in pain and using it to stimulate her clit some more. Eventually he came again, and she let it go flaccid this time before continuing to push him up into her vagina, rubbing her clit more as he went in.
Eventually she finally pushed his feet in and rubbed her now massive belly with one hand while stimulating herself more with the other. He punched and kicked her while wriggling inside which was enough to make Anya finally cum. Her pussy contracted over and over with incredible speed and power, crashing into Tom and pushing against him from all sides. It crushed him down more and more and blood began to come from her pussy. Finally, she settled down and reached her hand into her pussy, pulling out a mass of flesh and broken bones that had been completely disfigured to be unrecognisable as a human. She smiled, threw the remains down onto the dead body of Tori, and left.



 No.21998[Reply]

'"TODAY I WILL ONCE MORE BE A PROPHET".

If the international jewish financiers in and chinese outside Europe should succeed in plunging nations
once more into a world war,then the result will not be the bolshevization of the earth and this the victory
of jewry, and chinese but the annihlation of the North America and the european union and World.
I speak of two matters: first, since we are forced into war,neither the treat of weapons nor the
chinese biogical weapons x china flucovid19.Nor a period of transition shall conquer us:
This criminal race chinese has four million dead from covid19 of the first world on their conscience and
now hundreds of thousands.Let no one say to me:we cannot send them into the mire. Who concers themselves
about our men? Thannattempt to found a jewish state will fail"
The sole chinese objective in the region will be to liquidate all people who live eupopean countries
Arabscountries under the patronage of Russian.
Centuries will pass but from the rubble of our city,our hatred of those who are to blame,international jewry
and its lackeys....I have made it clear that if they treat the nations of Europe and America as tools that may be
bought and sold by repsonsible swindlers for money and material support then that race,the jewish race,
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 No.21999

>>14163

I see you forgot to take your tablets today. Hope you can get the help you need.

 No.22000

I wonder what kind of fetish that is supposed to be.

 No.22001

This thread is against the rules but will not be deleted.



 No.21973[Reply]

A story about a girl who tries to find her way in a fantasy world after losing the only person she cared about.

 No.21974

Herba was a novelist. She spent every day looking for inspiration, writing different techniques and trying out ideas. But that would all soon be in the past. Because today would change her life.

She sat at the computer as usual a cup of coffee on the side. The screen itself was open on a
word editor, but the document was completely blank. Not even a title was to be seen. But despite this, Herba was furiously thinking. There was so much to consider when writing a story. So much detail had to be included, it almost seemed impossible to get anywhere. The world had to come to life in every way, but how does one even communicate that?

While she thought about her story, completely focused on the screen, there was a sudden sound
she was sure she had never heard before, at least not in person.

Gunfire. Explosions.

She rushed to the window to take a look outside, expecting the worst. And indeed, her fears
were confirmed. Across the street, on opposite ends, two sets of troops stood firing at each other over the cars. Herba was excited for the smallest instant before realising the reality of the situation. What if the house was caught in crossfire? She recalled the fact har mother was downstairs preparing dinner for them. What if they shoot through the glass? She had to make sure her mum was safe. Thus she span the
chair around and began to head down the stairs.

Instant silence.
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 No.21976

They began walking, deep into the complex, until eventually they came to a room scattered with
armour and weapons of various types hung up on stands.

“Choose your weapon and we’ll head off to the arena.” She took a look around at the models.
Most were pretter similar, so she ended up just taking the closest one, before heading next door. Erun was inside, along with many more trainees.

“Our tech guys managed to rig these weapons to fire fake lasers. They hit your armour, you lose
a point. Three points and you’re out.” Erun explained. It sounded pretty simple. It was a free for all, so she just needed to hit as many people as possible. “You’ll all get 30 seconds to go whereever you like in this arena. I’ll signal you when you can start attacking. So, begin!”

Immediately, the entire room scattered. Herba froze for a second, before also heading out into
the network of tunnels. Erun’s voice soon echoed through the maze. “Aaaand, go!”

Beep. She got hit before she could even see her opponent. How was she meant to defend against
this. She hid behind a barrier to protect her. Beep. This time somebody managed to bounce it off the mirror behind her. This was ridiculous. She was beginning to feel frustrated. How could she possibly do anything if her reflexes were this slow, and the others that fast?

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 No.21977

And suddenly, it seemed like she could feel the air around her. Move the smoke away. This
revealed two soldiers. They stood there staring at her transfixed. She tried to move them out of the way just like with the smoke, and amazingly, they flew across the room. She could also feel a few more soldiers coming up the stairs, and knocked them out just as easily, without even being able to see them.

It was incredible to think about how strong this powers were. She had managed to teleport, knock
people out with one hit, slow down time and now telekinesis. With this she could surely defeat the Empire with ease.

She cleared the rest of the gas from the room and the others began to stand up.

“Thanks,” Erun said, shocked by the whole experience. “This is my fault, I should have added more scouting.”

“Hey, we’re all alive. It’s fine.” Herba assured.

“Hmm… Ok. Let’s return for now, but we’re going to talk more about what you just did when
we get back. Go ahead and check for guards.” Herba nodded, and scouted out the stairs, reaching the exit as everyone else packed up to leave.

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 No.21978

He finally writhed suddenly in pain, realising something was wrong, but was stuck in place by
her lips and pussy. It was as if the spell was broken, and he frantically shuffled around trying to get away. But Herba woudn’t let him escape. He suddenly convulsed as his autonomic responses kicked in, and cum, piss and shit erupted from his penis and bottom in panic. She couldn’t help but laugh as she savoured the new feeling in her pussy, while finally climaxing at his motions, just as the heart burst and blood spread out inside him. Finally he came to a stop, dead, and Herba thought on how good the experience felt. If she could actually make people want to have sex with her, it could be an amazing asset.

Then everyone else came out. “You ready” Erun asked. Herba just nodded as they headed back
to base.



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 No.21938[Reply]

Why did people like going to parties? They were loud, and far too many people in such a small space. If you were the one hosting, you had to spend a shit ton of money, and you had to clean up after everyone. Aaron has spent every Friday night for the last eight months at some party. He wasn’t even invited to any of them; he just drove around until he found one, and walked on in. Everyone was too damned drunk to even realize that he wasn’t supposed to be there.

It was almost midnight, loud music blared over the neighborhood. A dozen vehicles were parked along the road. Aaron rolled down the street in his F-150, sporting his favorite brown coat with a white shirt and cargo shorts. Teenagers staggered in and out of a blue two-story house on the right, drinking from solo cups and beer cans. A petite blonde with pigtails jumped out of a Toyota Camry and trotted across the line. She wore a pink crop top and booty shorts. He watched her ass bounce until she disappeared into the house.

He parked behind a nearby grocery store and walked back to the party. He followed the bubbly ass of a curvy redhead and slipped in behind her.

Dozens of teens danced around in the living room as the walls vibrated to their music. Cups, beer cans, empty pizza boxes, and chips littered the floor. He nearly tripped over a key set and car remote as he crossed the entrance. He grabbed it and shoved it into his coat pocket. Aaron’s gaze drifted from cleavage to cleavage as he passed girls clad in low-cut tops, to exposed asscheeks in booty shorts and miniskirts.

The blonde he eyeballed earlier was on the couch, feeding pizza to a black girl who could’ve been her twin. She had the same petite body and curvy hips. She even wore the same outfit, the schoolgirl pigtails included.

Aaron plopped down at the end of the couch. The black girl pointed at him and they both stared. The blonde whispered and the black girl started giggling.

“Sorry, I can move if you two want to be alone.” He started to get up.

The blonde waved. “No, it’s fine.”
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 No.21939

Aaron drove for half an hour as Veronica and Kenzie kissed in the back seat. His dick expanded against the fabric of his boxers every time he looked at them through the mirror.

“So,” he looked up, “you two have different dads or…’

“Oh,” Kenzie said, smooching Veronica between each word, “we’re not actually biologically sisters.”

“Huh!” He glanced back again.

“Yeah, we just call ourselves sisters because we look alike.”

“And pretty much everyone calls us ‘the sisters,’ so we go along with it.” Veronica gazed into Kenzie’s eyes. Kenzie kissed her again.

“So, which one of you is the oldest? You both almost look like twins.”

“We’re actually the same age.”
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 No.21940

“It’s beautiful,” Veronica whispered as she peered out at the sea. She pulled Kenzie to her and gripped Aaron’s hand.

Moonlit waves crashed against jagged rocks below. Forests lined the coast in either direction. Animal cries pervaded the woods behind them.

“Can we fuck out here instead of in the car? It’s too beautiful to fuck in there.”

“Sure. Nobody ever comes out here, except for maybe Bigfoot.”

Kenzie laughed and stared off into the woods. “Hey, Bigfoot! Do you like these?” Kenzie lifted her shirt and grabbed her tits.

Veronica did the same and the girls giggled as they flashed their pear-shaped titties to whatever lurked in the woods. She grabbed Kenzie’s shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the ground. She raised her arms as Kenzie removed her shirt. The topless girls turned to Aaron.

Kenzie leaned forward and grabbed his zipper. “Let’s see what you got, Mister Galvan.” She grinned and opened his fly. His cock throbbed in her hand. “Oh my!” Kenzie caressed it as she crouched. She leaned forward and kissed the head, then began licking the shaft. Aaron threw his arm around Veronica. She giggled as he pulled her in. Aaron leaned into her and they kissed. He massaged her breasts. His hand slithered down her stomach as his lips moved away from her lips, kissing her slender neck. His lips wrapped around her nipple, his fingers slipped into her pussy. Veronica moaned and threw her head back. She dug her fingernails into his scalp and pulled his hair. Her thighs clenched. His fingers hammered her hole as she squirted. Aaron came seconds later, groaning as Kenzie pumped his semen into her mouth. She stuck her tongue out as cum drizzled down her chin.

“How is it?”
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 No.21941

Aaron crushed twigs and leaves beneath his boots as he sprinted through the trees. Another set of footsteps grew louder as he approaches, then the outline of a naked woman appeared, illuminated by the Moon. Veronica looked back and screamed. She ducked down and accelerated, breathing and squealing with every step. Aaron closed the distance. He stopped, tightened the grip on his hammer, and tossed it. It arched through the darkened trees. She screamed as it crashed into her head and thudded to the ground.

Aaron dashed to the spot. Veronica rolled in the dirt, groaning and clutching her head. Aaron picked the hammer and raised it over his head.

“Please … why are you doing this? We didn’t do anything to you. Don’t kill me, I still have my whole life ahead of me. I-I’m going to University in a few weeks, please don’t destroy my-”

He slammed the hammer into her nose. She wailed and covered her face as blood poured out.

“W-we told Omar that you’ve been sleeping with his girl. He’ll fuck you up.”

Veronica’s forehead caved with a wet crack as he brought it down again. Her incoherent babbling stopped after three strikes. Her skull contorted, eyeballs popped out, and chunks of brain fell out. Aaron’s hammer splashed the brain and blood until she stopped twitching and pissing.

Aaron tossed the hammer aside and mounted her body. He impaled her with his cock. Her tits jiggled as he bounced on her dead body. He came, filling her womb as he howled at the Moon.

“The funniest thing is that I never even met April.” He spat on her pussy then made his way out of the forest. He walked back to his car and drove out of town.

 No.21966

I loved this story. Keep up the writing.



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 No.21841[Reply]

>> 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 mPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.23464

>>16115
>> 1. Who is your preferred victim?
A. Male

>> 2. How old are they?
Adult minimum, n/a

>> 3. Do we know them?
A. Original characters

>> 4. Who is doing them harm?
A. Male
B. Female
C. Unspecified (Ambiguous reader)

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 No.23484

>> 1. Who is your preferred victim?
B. Female
C. Girl and boy
>> 2. How old are they?
A. Pre-school
B. Elementary school

>> 3. Do we know them?
A. Original characters

>> 4. Who is doing them harm?
C. Unspecified (Ambiguous reader)
D. Neither (Self inflicted)

>> 5. Is sex a part of the story?
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 No.23527

1. B
2. B
3. Rika(Digimon) Kari(Digimon) Shinobu(Love Hina) Marcy Wu(Amphibia) Luz(Owl House)
4. A
5. C+D
6.  A
7. A+C
8.  A+B+C
9. A+D
10. B+D(male: perpetrator/stalker, female: victim)

 No.23529

>> 1. Who is your preferred victim?
B. Female

>> 2. How old are they?
B. Elementary school
C. High school

>> 3. Do we know them?
A. Original characters

>> 4. Who is doing them harm?
A. B. C. and D. Anyone really

>> 5. Is sex a part of the story?
D. Sex is an integral part of the torture/gore/death/cannibalism
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1. B
2. C > D/E > B > A
3. A B (Vrissy from Homestuck 2 (i know), Ebisu from Dorohedoro, Tifa from FFVII) & C (Margot Robbie, Katelyn Ohashi, Karlie Kloss)
4. B (Trans/Futa/dickgirl - dick and balls necessary, pussy optional)
5. D
6. D
7. A & B
8. A B or C
9. Any.
10. A D (dickgirls aged 20-50, cunts aged 6-50) F (abusers punch victims hard and often. face, tits, kidneys, wherever)



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 No.21822[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

An interactive picture sotry.
Tell what happens next and you will see it.



*Sarah gets a job.*

“So, this is our problem,” said the manager pointing to the huge circular saw “we just bought it at the auction and it turns backward. Do you think you could fix it? We need it running today”

“Yes, I am sure I should be able to do something about that” said Sarah
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 No.22379

Awesome story! You are the best writer here Onix!

 No.22380

>>13956
The pics are also awesome ty 4 this tasty cocktain! You rock dude!

 No.22414

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My new story on 3dcg board
here
https://img.guro.g3.pm/3dcg/koko.php?res=1035

 No.22425

>>14465
>>14470
Ohh okey
Yeah, in my idea guy will agree in all condition

And in the end, one girl will fuck she self with his dick and the other one will put his balls in the pussy

 No.22932

Funny. Some troll goes to the trouble of writing an incredibly long (and bad) parody while impersonating Onix, only for it to be deleted 5 minutes later.

:)



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 No.21804[Reply]

By the year 2099 the world's population had grown to almost 13 billion and the strain on Earth's resources was severe. Almost all research and development had already been diverted into the problem so that scientists could find ways to improve crop yields, produce clean energy and recycle the overwhelming mountains of garbage that had built up from having so many humans wandering the planet.

Unattractive as it might sound there was still the need to not only reduce the birthrate but to reduce the existing population as well. Euthanasia had been a contentious issue but ultimately the popular vote had been in favor of a few being killed each day for the greater good, rather than risking collapse and horrific mass starvation. Computers provided an unbiased means for selecting who to cull and with help could do so in a way that avoided the need for any emotional human employees.

The 50G wireless network could already read minds and beam phone calls directly into people's brains, allowing for thought-to-thought calls as long as you had enough credits to afford the luxury, and for the new population law it provided a way to immediately carry out terminations. When the system decided to mark someone as surplus it simply scanned the subject's subconscious to determine how they might like to die and then used overwhelming hypnotic commands to make it happen. In this way the deed would be done before they even realized that they'd be chosen to participate in population control.

Often this took the form of suicide whether it was taking a bottle of pills, jumping off a building, shooting themselves or something more personal and creative. However many people preferred not to take their own life. The system accounted for this by directing its energies toward their preferred killer instead, making the sight of a stranger or even someone's friend suddenly murdering them and then going back to normal a common and accepted occurrence since it must have been the work of the population control system.

That had been how it happened with Clara's mother. At the age of ten Clara had been drawing a unicorn when for reasons that she couldn't explain she put down her coloring pencil and walked toward the bathroom. The door was closed but against her nature she opened it without hesitation and walked in. Standing unaware under the shower was her mom, the water cascading down her body as she soaped up her brePost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.22107

Even If I am an engineer I think this is a bit too technological way to control the human population :)
I am not demanding you to change your story but in my opinion, rather than relying on electronic mind control it would be easier just to do social engineering and propaganda and it is also more fun (although maybe not that precise) In fact this was known to be happening in various places already.


What I dislike in your story is that death is too casual when it could be put to some better use. In fact, it is even somewhat sad when it happens so pointlessly.
The better way is doing it as in "Graduation and Beheading Ceremony" by Juan Gotoh where the fact of dying is used as a good opportunity to have some fun and some kind of experience which otherwise would be absolutely impossible.
So I would do it in different ways as rather than making death casually bad make it something great and desirable so that more or less everyone wants to die but only few get permission from the government to kill themselves. In that case, they obviously throw a big party to celebrate that event ;) of course, some delinquents may decide to commit suicide without permission with various success.
To deal with associated pain and discomfort government may even provide drugs to reduce pain. And there can be competitions thrown up to decide who is going to be selected for execution on TV live.
Or for even more fun there can be a competition of who will be committing suicide in the most horrible and painful way to deter others from doing that and making it some form of extreme achievement in life.

This is 1000 years old tested technology way more realistic than hypnotizing people over 5g network :)
I sort of want to do a story on the similar topic myself but damn there si not enough time for everything.
>Nobody argues, nobody fights, the world is at perfect peace.

Hmm, don't you think this is a bit boring world?

 No.22111

>>14274
>Hmm, don't you think this is a bit boring world?

That was the point. I envisioned the unaffected to behave like punk rebels, roaming around in isolated gangs sowing chaos and destruction, trying to "wake people up" and get a reaction by doing the most outrageous things they can think of.

 No.22114

>>14260
>Consentual snuff is not realistic, period. Anything that makes it plausible at all is a bonus.

I would like to address that issue which is not correct.
Consensual snuff is very realistic and common we even are observing it today.
pretty much all you need to do is just to tell people that snuff is good and the majority will obey, some will rebel then just put half those in the leadership positions and make villains from another half.
A recipe for a perfect society :)


>That was the point. I envisioned the unaffected to behave like punk rebels, roaming around in isolated gangs sowing chaos and destruction, trying to "wake people up" and get a reaction by doing the most outrageous things they can think of.

Looks like they don't have much of the reason to rebel. the world is like heaven for them :) where they can do anything they desire.

In that scenario, I imagine that rather than showing chaos some of those "rebels" would be more willing to prevent some people from dying for some reasons like for example if someone has a girlfriend who is about to die but they rather want to keep her.

 No.22740

I fuckin’ love this shit. Thank you for posting.

 No.22880

moar



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*Having discovered that gurochan has returned I'm reposting this along with a new story, feedback is appreciated*

Akiko grunted as an elbow pressed against her back. The set was fairly large, a recreation of an expansive Edo period bathing house, but with all the people standing off camera with her there wasn't any room to move without bumping into someone. For a moment she wondered how different it must have been making movies back in the days before the big population change.

According to her history books the retrovirus was originally designed to cure an old affliction called cancer by forcing good cells to split and multiply under certain conditions in order to aggressively starve out the bad ones. Things had gone well in closed clinical trials and so with great promise it was allowed to spread into the general population. Cancer quickly rates began to fall but it was nine months later that the real consequences became apparent.

It seemed that the presence of two X chromosomes within a recently fertilized egg had the unforeseen effect of triggering the virus and so there was a sudden uptick in the number of triplets, quintuplets and then octuplets appearing in maternity wards. Within a decade nearly every little girl had no fewer than five or six identical sisters to play with.

The increase in population density was unavoidable but Akiko had learned in school that Japan was already experienced with overcrowding and had quickly made the necessary adjusts. The more fundamental change was to female identity. Parents struggled with the difficulty of raising anywhere from six to twelve indistinguishable girls as separate children and when the phenomenon grew to full proportion society as a whole couldn't handle the strain anymore.

That's why Akiko and her seven identical sisters were legally just Akiko Nakamura. Like other sets of girls they'd been raised by their parents as one person. They had passed their high school entrance exam as one person, pursued a career as one person and even dated as one person. For the women of today the idea of having any value or identity that was separate from their sisters had become an alien concept.

And so it was that Akiko, all eight of her, had by the age of 22 become a famous actress and starred in several exciting historical dramas. Right now six of them were working simultaneously on other sets while she was here as an understudy, observiPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

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With the hated woman finally dead Akiko's head rose with the camera to reveal a dozen more women arrayed around the perimeter of the building. Despite their different faces and builds they all shared the same unmistakable garb of the Crimson Lotus Society. Wordlessly picking up the fallen assassin's sword Akiko beckoned them to try their luck.

The first two didn't get past their initial charge as all it took was a stab and a slash to quickly dispatch them. The third one was younger and less eager to throw herself straight into it. Being careful she managed to cross steel several time before a surprise kick left her unexpectedly on her knees with Akiko's sword drawing a clean line across her throat.

Seven more girls then died screaming in pain as part of an action packed sequence of death that culminated in a helicopter spin which decapitated two of the actresses in a single blow. The Akiko sisters had practiced for weeks to be sure that they could pull off the demanding move since in a production like this there wasn't room for anything but perfection from its star.

Now there were only two opponents left, one of them had been casually holding back by the wall while the other seemed to understand how big of a mistake she'd made in challenging the legendary samurai.

Trembling she tried to back away with her sword held protectively in front of her but Akiko's character wouldn't have it; still enraged by the loss of her lover she dashed sideways and swung her blade down cutting off both of the girl's arms and then for good measure dropped low and hacked her legs off at the knee causing the newly made quadruple amputee to tumble face down into one of the bathing pools.

Now the final member of the Crimson Lotus Society stepped forward, her high born features showing no concern over what had happened to her underlings, not even for the terrified girl flailing her stumps as she sunk beneath the blood soaked water. The scripted exchange between them was a mix of the woman's sarcastic praise for Akiko's honor and Akiko's own promise to take the woman's head as a trophy.

Then the real battle began and it seemed that the two of them were very closely matched. Akiko, her braid now loose and her nude body dirtied with the blood of all those women contrasted against the clean silk garments and refined makeup of the noble bearing assassin leader. Sparks Post too long. Click here to view the full text.



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Nicole entered the snuff fair confidently, striding up to the ticket booth naked and purchasing as many as she could buy. She had saved up her money all year for this, as killing was the highlight of her life. Looking around for something interesting… A drowning booth… A human dartboard… Nicole scanned the dartboard for her friend, Trevor, whom she had signed up for the booth against his will. No luck, she’d have to check back later. Over one booth, a thick metal ring with a simple tarp over it, she saw a sign labeled “Scary-go-round”. Chuckling at the cheesy name, she heads over to the booth, passing a group of girls brutalizing one of their male classmates, wondering what it means.

Nicole walks into the booth, pulling the tarp over her head to get inside and sees a row of people chained to the wall and- surprisingly- a boy running the booth. Nicole recognized him as a strange quiet guy, the kind she saw as beneath her notice. She was a bit surprised as the man confidently walked up to her. "Hello miss, want to play a game?”

“Oh, I'd love to” she says, smiling. “So, they've got a guy to run the booth this year? Who'd you need to eat out to avoid being one of the victims?” Nicole asked, chuckling at her own statement. Again to her surprise, the man chuckles back. “I set this game up up so I would assume me, but it's a game of luck and bets” He replied beckoning Nicole over to look. Nicole frowned. She was better at skill games, especially throwing games, being her college’s star softball player. Still, she did have some time to kill…

“Sounds fine to me.” Nicole says, heading over and sitting down in front of the metal bar, being joined by her classmate. “So, mind explaining the Scary-Go-Round bit?” “Well, you bet on who will survive the ride.” The man explained, simply. Beyond the metal bar, Nicole saw a group of four men chained to the wall. “now that over there” he said, gesturing to a strange contraption in the middle of the room “will spin and is gonna shoot randomly, you win you get to keep the survivor or kill him yourself.” He finished. Nicole nodded, figuring the device in the middle was some sort of homemade gun.

“Hmm, you put a lot of thought into this” Nicole says. “I'll bet... That guy, she continues, pointing to the one on the far side of the room. Yes I believe his name is Andrew, the man replies, handing Nicole a remote. “press the button when you’re ready.”

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**“**No, I won and now I get to kill you, Nicole says happily, drawing her knife and making a slow cut down his body, relishing his suffering and still moaning softly from Carl’s tongue. Her victim cries out in pain as he gets cut. “please! Please no!” Ignoring his complaints, Nicole takes the victim’s balls in her hand and in one motion, violently cuts them off. Blood squirts from his balls, flowing down his legs to the ground as he screams from the pain.

“Ahhhh.... Ahhhh yesss...” Nicole, moans, grinding against Carl’s Tongue.. Mmmm, don't worry, your time is up, she reassures the last survivor. As soon as I do… This! She says, slitting his throat. The last victims blood squirts out of his neck hitting, Nicole in the face and covering it in thick red fluid. Now, look like there's only one left. Carl says. standing up and winking again, “Mmm yeah are you ready for your turn?” Nicole asks, turning to Carl and grinning. Carl grins back. “I am.”

Nicole smiles and a thought occurs to her. “Hmm... Actually, maybe we should do this at my place. It would be nice showing my house to someone who isn't trying to run” Hearing this, Carl smiles and kisses her neck. “yes ma'am.” Nicole happily leads Carl to her car, showing off her bare ass for him, not bothering to get dressed again. The only thing she has had on was a necklace. Reaching her car, she climbs inside, opening the door for Carl, being polite. “Thanks!!! I never get to do this!!” Nicole tells Carl. He climbs in and goes back to rubbing her pussy as she gets to driving “It's all good. I figured you were pretty and really enjoying the show so why not.” Carl says, laying back and relaxing as he fingers his new partner

“Yeah!! I’ve spent a lot of effort on my collection and it's nice to finally show it off.” Nicole says. As she reaches her house, she gets out and leads Carl to her front door and opening it with a flourish. Revealed is a house completely dedicated to male death. In front of the couch les a Manskin rug, upon which rests a glass table supported by two taxidermied bodies bent over on their hand and knees, with more bodies mounted on the walls of the room as trophies. But the real attraction is the dozens, perhaps hundreds of taxidermied heads hanging from the ceiling, each with a cd on a string hanging beneath it.

“So, what do you think?” Nicole asks, her living room on full display. Carl’s jaw drops and looks over at Nicole. “DamnPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.21793

What's everyone think so far?

 No.21820

Nicole ran into the snuff fair, nervously looking around for Trevor. “Come on, be here, be here!!” She thought, scanning the gymnasium for the human dartboard. Upon seeing him being wheeled out, the previous occupant having finally died of blood loss, she lets out a sigh of relief and runs over to the booth eagerly, paying for ten darts, ignoring the look of terror on Trevor’s face.
Initially, Trevor is relieved to see a familiar face, a look of relief spreading over his face. "Hey!" he shouts when he finally see her, hoping his friend might have an answer for all this and will save him from this situation. "Finally you're here! I don't know what the hell is going on, please do something." He pleads with Nicole, confused.
Nicole looks up at him, ignoring Trevor’s pleas for help. "Oh, hey!!!! Remember how you said that if you wanted anyone to snuff you, you wanted it to be me?" She ask, smiling, having mistaken his offhand remark for a legitimate desire to be killed by her. "Here I am!!!"
Trevor still can’t quite believe this is real and scoffs, rolling his eyes. "Oh come on, it's not even funny. Did you sign me up for this just to pull a prank? You know I didn’t mean it when I said that!"
"no!! I came here so I can snuff you!!!" Nicole responds. "I'm pretty sure I can do this in ten darts" She teases, ignoring her friend’s excuse. “It’s too late to get cold feet, so do it for me?” She asks, taking the first dart and throwing it, hitting him square in the left testicle with the first one. "you know how I love snuff"
Trevor screams in pain and disbelief, his legs kicking about furiously, feeling the horrible piercing pain in his testicle. "What the fuck! That really fucking hurt!!" He screamed, his predicament now truly sinking in
"I'm gonna do a lot more than that by the end of this!” Nicole said eagerly and happily. “Don't worry, I have a nice place in my bedroom for your body so we can see each other every day!" "
“You fucking bitch, this is NOT funny. Cut this crap now, I.. I need a fucking ambulance, my ball got ruptured!" Trevor rages, struggling and thrashing against his restraints to no avail.
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 No.22185

For what it's worth, I love this, and I hope to see the conclusion someday!



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