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 No.15989[Reply]

Hi, this is my first story and my first post after Gurochan fell down. It isn't too guro but it tells about a event envolving sex and horror. Also I don't where published. I hope you like it. I'm not a native english speaker, so sorry for gramatical errors.

First Part

Some days before spring, the winds of winter were blowing their lastest breathes. The sky was clearing from dark clouds. A time ago, winds were getting more stronger. How was it? Twenty? Thirty miles per hour? Nobody cares. But I will tell you about a little and peacefull village on the flat fields, because there was happening something strange and horrible…

All started at an afternoon, a eight years old girl was walking alone from a distant school back to home. It was cloudy and dark. Everybody was a home for bad weither. Then, the wind started to blow with more and more strenght. Everybody heard a scream from outside. Nobody was on the street. No were signs. No were traces. They just founded a little yellow dress, ripped and stucked on a tree.

"What was it?" somebody asked.

"It seemed like a child screaming" said another one

The horror started…

Three days later.
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 No.15785[Reply]

Warning, Vice Dark Lord does not condemn violance towards women, or anyone for that matter. Just like, don't be an asshole
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 No.15950

Damn, nice choices we have here. I vote for Ahri to die.

 No.15951

Funny how Death Battle announces a fight using Captain Marvel the day after Captain Marvel Vs Starfire went up. It's almost like those rookies are trying to ride off of the success of this far more successful Vs debating series😑

 No.15960

Ahri to die for the following reasons:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t_w2NgXv9Os

 No.15967

Lauren-Abandoned in the icy wilderness by her family as a baby, the young vastaya Ahri had it rough from the very start

Alice-But instead of sitting around crying about it, she found a pack of fucking wolves, and was like “yo bitch I'm one of you”

Lauren-Naturally, being a rather small woman, Ahri lacked the physical means to keep up with her fully K9 companions, so she tapped into her latent magical abilities to compensate. Not only did this grant her superhuman agility, it allowed her to create dangerous orbs of magic energy, produce foxfire, manipulate feelings, and absorb both the life force, and memories of her prey.

Alice-So Ahri spent a good chunk of her life doing wolf shit, killing wild animals, pissing on trees, howling at the moon, all good stuff. This all changed when she first met humans. She found them pretty strange, but was particularly fascinated by a hunter dude, who like her wolf hoes used every part of his kill

Lauren-After the man was fatally wounded she absorbed his memories, falling in love with his life

Alice-Basically high of this man's memories, Ahri left the wilderness to find more of this new prey

Lauren-Age around 18, height 5'4, weight 145 lbs, cup size estimated C, Ahri spent years absorbing the lives1 of unfortunate humans, manipulating their emotions the whole time. Yet eventually she began finding stories of a fox demon with in the memories, and remorse soon followed.

Alice-At first she tried to like not murder people, eat their whole life story, only taking the occasional mind nibble, but that didn't go as planned
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 No.15985

Lauren-The forest is a seemingly magical place. Hidden away from civilization, if you decide to wander through these patches of nature, you may find something wonderful

Alice-Something like the Enchantress

Lauren-age unknown, height unknown, weight unknown, cup size C, Enchantress may seem like a fragile forest sprite, but she is a force to be reckoned with

Alice-Well I'd say! If a centaur charged at me with a mother fucking spear, I'd be pretty damn scared no matter how hot she is!

Lauren-*adjusts glasses medagamely* her spear my be indimadating, but Enchantresses true strength lies in her abilities

Alice-Like Untouchable, a passive ability that slows the attack speed of any who harm her

Lauren-Her most notable ability however may be Enchant. This spell allows her to not only slow powerful opponents, but temporarily bend weaker minded foes to her will

Alice-But if things get a little to harry, or I suppose furry…oh fuck…Anywho! When she's injured Enchantress can cast Nature's Attendants which summons a cloud of wisps to heal her!
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 No.15809[Reply]

I performed an autopsy on the body of VAN PALADE, CAROLINE L. at the Hospital for Tropical Diseases In London, England on the date of October 31, 2009 @1430 HOURS.

From the anatomic findings and pertinent medical history I ascribe death to:

A: IDIOPATHIC RIBOSOMOPATHY

AS A DIRECT CONSEQUENCE OF

B: ANOREXIA NERVOSA

Anatomical Summary:

I. Pulmonary edema

II. Anorexia Nervosa (clinical)
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 No.15863

Just a couple of points of fact for you -

In England, an Autopsy is usually referred to as a post mortem examination.

In England, the cause of death is typically listed in the form
1A CONDITION LEADING MOST DIRECTLY TO DEATH
(Due to or as a consequence of)
1B CONDITION LEADING TO 1A
(Due to or as a consequence of)
1C CONDITION LEADING TO 1B

(other significant conditions contributing to death but not directly leading to 1)
II COMORBID CONDITIONS

Refer to this guide https://www.gro.gov.uk/Images/medcert_July_2010.pdf
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 No.15882

To be honest. I think I'd rather have a mod delete this after the errors were found. This whole thing was made as a way to get something dark and ethereal out of some biology material I had to study

 No.15972

It's interesting but it leaves me wondering about several things…

- what part of the observed symptoms and characteristics points to Ribosomopathy as a cause of death? I never heard of it before but I looked it up and none of the descriptions really seem to match, other than that it can ultimately lead to heart failure. But it's usually a genetic problem than one brought about by environmental factors.

- the meaning of / reason for that particular title… her arms still appear to be solid? Otherwise the doctor would surely have made some note along the lines of them being missing/melted off or appearing floppy and boneless…?

- what all that stuff in her airway and GI tract is (though maybe that's supposed to be where the spoopy creepypasta comes in) … has she been eating cat litter / synthetic planting mulch / granular polystyrene packing / cheap pillow stuffing?

Or is the implication that something she's had injected caused her to have an altered physiology that runs off that stuff but it's simply not possible for a human to consume and digest enough of it to stay alive? So even though her guts are quite full (which would seem to contradict an anorexia diagnosis?) it's not delivering sufficient nutrition? Or maybe the needle is just from a hospital drip where they tried to pump her full of glucose after she was discovered passed out and nearly dead, but it wasn't enough? Is pica in order to stave off hunger without consuming any useful nutrients a common thing in anorexia thus it's actually confirming the diagnosis?

(and maybe the pink froth is normal in cases of heart failure, idk)


 No.15885[Reply]

It's been a while since I've written. I've learned a lot about what I like and what people like. In at work, and I could he working, but I would rather take a break and do something fun.

I shouldn't spend the whole work day writing this though, so maybe I'll turn it into a little game and ask you guys to help me continue.


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It's as simple as not wanting to die. I've been sheltering this bunny girl for several weeks now. Shes adoreable and petite and can manage to do anything I ask with some difficulty. Her bright red eyes peek through saturated blue bangs that are like a cloudy sky in warm light, and like a deep blue ocean in cold light. She doesnt have many clothes but what I bought her, it's sort of like having a doll. These big fluffy sweaters and gummy sneakers I buy her, it's enough for her to get around, and shes unfathomable cute when her with her spindly little legs holding up clothing twice her size. I just look at her. I'm sort of looking for an answer, but I know there isnt one.

She has a lot of human in her, so her face is mostly cleared of excess fluff and fur. Her oversized ears and untamed fluffy tail are the biggest problems. She could wear gloves to cover plush white paws with thick black claws I've spent hours rounding down with a sand paper nail file. She could wear boots to cover the fur that starts at her shins and travels to her paws, stockings work for that for now but at a gate check it would have to be boots. But it doesnt matter anyway.

We cant travel far. If she were to get checked they'd make her take off her hat off first, I could cut off her ears but they would still see the stubs. Even if I did, she cant walk straight with her tail taped down, and they'd notice a weird walk or a big overcoat, they're used to that.

I dont want to kill her… I mean, I do… I'm a lion after all. But I dont think it's right to. Still though, I was given a tip. Theres Lions coming. They're going to storm into my rusty, decrepit shack and make me to do it, then kill me too. They'll do things much worse than I would. It would be better for them to find her dead, I can pretend she was a sex slave or something and they'll just think I'm a weird pedophile that plays with his meals. Everyone needs sexual release, they understand that… but if they think I think of her in the way I do, if they know I think she has value, because shes alive…

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 No.15921

>>15918
I think its not working…
You either have an interactive story and have to commit to one suggestion (or marge few into one) or write your own story from start to finish as you see it fit…
It would be easier if you would give a few choices to choose from instead of saying "what's next" as most people here wanna see murder/snuff/necro etc. so they wanna kill the character/s as fast as possible…

 No.15923

Oof ok, I see what you're saying. I guess I'm kinda married to the interactive thing since it's in the title. I'll me try being clearer about what the choices are and what choice I'm picking from now on.

So here, the choices are:

Wait for lions
Brand her and make her a slave
Kill her
Ask her to make a choice
Or, something else entirely

The Lion will take your suggestions, and you can ask for more info.

 No.15924

>>15902
>>15901


These were the suggestions I took last time.

I also took note of how people wanted to see her die and get made use of. Without spoilers, I considered how I could have that happen later in our story.

But she can die suddenly and unfairly if that's chosen. I would probably start writing a different characters story or something like that.

Because someone suggested talking to her, branding her, and escaping, she survived. So you've all already effected the story.

 No.15927

>>15923

Make her a slave.

 No.15949

>>15923
kill


 No.15046[Reply]

Cordy was enjoying her day. She was enrolled as a college student, and she was spending a sunny spring afternoon studying at home. When the doorbell rang, she wondered who that could be. She opened the door, and it was her uncle Jake at the front door. He worked for Hills Meats, a quality girl meat dealer, and had his prominently painted "Hills Meats" truck parked in front. His job was "harvesting" women who had been selected to be butchered by the nation-wide female meat lottery.

"Oh, hi Uncle Jake," said Cordy. "This is a surprise."

Cordy was dressed in a crop tank top and short flower print miniskirt. As she glanced at the truck she knew was full of female corpses on their way to Hill's slaughterhouse, her nipples hardened visibly. She hadn't worn a bra today. Her hard nipples looked like two small, hard rubber erasers on the front of her massive, soft breasts.

"Hi, Cordy. Sorry this isn't a social call," he said looking down at her nipples protruding out through her thin top. "Your number came up on the computer, so I'm here to collect your body," he said almost apologetically, with a cheerful smile and soft voice.

"Oh shit," said Cordy. "I guess my luck's run out." She swallowed hard. "What do I have to do?" she asked, focusing on helping her uncle.

"Not much. Just strip and pick how you want to be 'whacked'," he answered.

"You mean I get a choice?" asked Cordy, with a puzzled and slightly happy look. She felt comforted that she had some choice in the matter after Jake had dropped the bombshell that soon she would be meat stacked for sale in Hill's store.

"How many choices do I have?" Cordy asked, with a finger to her mouth showing she was deep in thought.

Jake answered "Three. I can hang you, cut off your head, or shove a high voltage cattle prod up your ass."

Cordy couldn't decide between hanging or having her "bonnet popped." "Wow, tough decision. Any suggestions?"

Jake shot a glance at Cordy's luscious tits, and responded "Well, I brought all three, but I'd recommend the ax."

Cordy quickly took off her top, letting her pendulous breasts swing free and wobble on her thin chest. She kicked off her white sandals, and then unfastened her miniskirt. She was pulling her thong bikini down when Jake showed her the implements of her impending death. In his right hand he held a rope noose, a razor-sharp ax, and long, thick cattle prod witPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.15059

>>15056
Still should still credit the original story inspiration.
It's just good manners even if the original is semi well-known.

 No.15060

>>15056
Still should still credit the original story inspiration.
It's just good manners even if the original is semi well-known.

 No.15061

>>15060
Maybe Vivisectionist credit original story back in 200x when it was posted. Maybe credit part was lost when reposting.

In DGF thread after title it is written: "Based on Dolcett's picture story "Head or Tails"

 No.15062

>>15061
Fair point

 No.15946

love this!


 No.14106[Reply]

Hello, I know I've already posted this story as the 'Jennifer Series' but I've decided to expand on this universe and release more stories in future set in my 'Humanity Universe' as I'm calling it.

I've also rewritten a huge chunk of Jennifer to include the loli scenes I wanted in the original but wasn't allowed too when posting on Dolcettish.

The tags for the stories will be released per story though I don't enjoy scat so don't expect it here.

Without further ado I will post the rewrite of Jennifer's story. As I said on the last thread I hope someone gets in touch about proofreading, I try my best but mistakes will likely have slipped through.
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 No.15009

Here it is, the last chapter of May's adventure. I'm probably going to go on hiatus for a while and any stories I do submit will be completed to avoid long waits between chapters like this again.

Keep an eye on this space, I will be back!

Chapter Two: The Supermarket

“May?” said a familiar voice, “That's it kiddo, open your eyes.” May slowly opened her eyes and her body was soon racked with pain. When she tried to speak she could only cough. “Easy,” said that familiar voice, “You almost died.”

May looked around and remembered what happened. She had been hanged by some crazy store clerk who thought she was on the run. May rolled over onto her front, letting out hacking coughts as she struggled to breathe. A hand patted her back until she caught her breath and eventually May sat on her knees shivering.

Before she could say anything however she felt herself rise off the ground and realised that the Delivery Driver had picked her up into his strong arms. A quick glance around the room revealed that the crazy clerk was unconsciousness on the ground.

“You saved me?” May said, puzzled, “I was going to die and you let me live?”

“That dirt bag didn't pay for you,” he replied, “No way was I going to let you die in some filthy storeroom on my watch.”

May looked up at him and her heart seemed to skip a beat before hammering in her chest. Her cheeks flushed a rosy red and her eyes widened as she looked at the man with a new found admiration. He kept looking forward so May just settled for leaning closer into his broad chest as he carried her back out to the van.

Once inside he dumped a bag on her lap. “I paid for it,” he assured her, “Left the money on the counter.” May looked inside, it was the food she had wanted to get scanned. They ate as they drove and eventually night fell. “We'll stop soon,” May was told through a yawn, “You can share the bed with me.”

“Okay,” May replied simply, not complaining.

Eventually they found a safe space to park the van and the pair moved into the back. There were at least three chairs fastened to the walls of the vehicle with seatbelts on them. It occurred to May that she would have been in one of these if not for the Drivers kindness. Rummaging behind her caught May's attention and she turned to see that the Driver had laid out a thin foldable mattress on the floor.

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 No.15019

>>15009
Thank you! Good character development.

 No.15100

I want to see more, but I miss the friendly truck driver. Friendly but still absolutely going to snuff you is better than unkind

 No.15115

I am considering a one shot story with the truck driver but I also want to write the story about the teacher with an executioners liscence

 No.15925

bump


 No.15842[Reply]

In the World of Bones, family blood grudges are a common occurrence, and can be quite deadly to the girls on the wrong side of one. Many a family has met their untimely end, not at the hands of some gruesome monster, but at the hands of their fellow villagers.

Hannah was enrolled in the City Guard school. she was happy, pretty and veryy popular among her fellow students. She had mousy brown hair that spilled over her shoulders and the cutest smile of any girl her age.. Often she’d go out after school with her friends, and swim in the river that flowed through Genkysou, or climb the lighthouse tower, or eat dessert at the Girl Brain Sorbet parlour.

Hannah dipped her shiny spoon into the open skull of some unlucky redhead. Thankfully her family was wealthy enough that she could splurge on a live girl for her dessert. The semi-decapitated girl squirmed under the table she was locked into, and on Hannah’s lap.
“Uuuuuuuuuggghhhhh.” the poor waif moaned as Hannah ate another delicious mouthful of her rich pink fatty brain

She turned to her friend Angela, who was slurping up her own dessert; a frozen head of cute asian looking girl, her face locked in a look of permanent surprise. Angela’s spoon darted in and withdrew a cold morsel to her lips. Angela was a cute looking blonde, who always drew her hair back into pigtails. Her mother had always said they made her look younger. Maybe it was true? The only boy, Derek, in their CIty Guard class, always looked at her with the kind of face that said he wanted to rip off her loincloth and fuck her right there and then in front of the lecturer, so perhaps it was.

“Hey Angie, wanna come round to my place after this? We can practice some spear patterns, and do that homework on the laws and regulations pertaining to the processing of immigrants, vagrants, and troublemakers, that Mrs Kelly wanted us to do…. “ Hannah, asked her bestie.

“…Then afterwards we could do makeovers, and sneak into kitchen at midnight. One of the Sex-slaves there was telling me that Mr Clarkson from down the hall has been taking out snuff slaves for a midnight romp, and snack. If we’re lucky, we can watch him bang and snuff some poor amputee bitch.” she finished.

“Oh Gods, that sounds so hot, Hannah. I’d love to.” Angela chirped as her spoon scraped around the bottom of the emptied skull of her meal.

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 No.15855

It's a pity she didn't end up as a live dessert. It would have been a nice narrative loop.

If you're looking for constructive criticism, I found it difficult to picture what was going on at several points because the descriptions were too brief. For example, I can't tell what position the Steamers were meant to be in. On their knees? Lying down, looking straight ahead? What are the restraints like?

You should also put a link to your other work here, since it seems like you're assuming some degree of familiarity on the part of the reader and I had to find it by googling.

Aside from that, I quite liked it, and I look forward to seeing more from you.

 No.15858

>>15842
holy crap, an actual guro story with farting?! based anon, great writing too

 No.15862

Great story.


 No.9654[Reply]

The tortured feet of Tina (foot, torture, nc, rape, snuff, foot cannibalism)

She is wearing heels, nylons, and a business suit, and very innocent. She is tall, slender, sexy and charming, a real fox. Short blonde hair, pretty face, big green eyes. She leaves work and are going to her car. Three men grab her in the parking lot and carry her to their car. One of her deep red heels falls off from struggling. They throw her in the back seat, her feet are on one of the guy's laps. They take her to an old building. Hans stares at her feet and laughs, he can smell the bare foot and see her painted toes through the nylon. They're very soft and sweet. She is struggling to get away. They drag her into the warehouse and tie her down on her back. They stand around her and warn her that they are going to ask her some questions. If her dont answer, they will extract the information from her. Hans pulls out a tray with all kinds of tools on it.

-Where is your boss?

-My... my boss?? I don't know, I really don't know! We hadn't seen him for a week in the office!

-Where is he????? Tell me now!

-I promise I don't know! But why do you want to know it? Why do you want to find him?

-He has information we need. You have one more chance!

-Please, believe me, I swear! I don't know where is he!

-OK, if thats the way you want it!

-But please! I don't lie, that's the truth!

Hans walks to her feet.

-We will start easy Tina!

Hans takes a long needle and show it to her.

-No... no... dont use that... please... I swear...

-One last time, where is he?

-I... sob... I sweeear... sob... don't... sob... know...

Hans take her bare foot and tears the nylon off.

-Stop, stop... no... no... AAAAAAAAHHHHH!

Hans firmly holds her foot with his right hand, he takes a needle in left hand and slowly press the needles down into her big toenail. Her foot writhes, he pushes further, he sees blood begin to trickle. He pushs deeper into her tender toenail.
Hans begin to twist the needle side to side, puts his face down near her toe and watch as he twists and turns the needle.

-AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHH... AAAAOOOOOHHHHH... HUUUUUUURT... STOOOOOOOOPPPP!

-OK Tina, where is he?

Blood begins to trickle down the front of her foot. Hans takes a second needle.

-Where? WHERE IS HE!!!

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 No.9661

Great story ^^ its really cool to have more foot story here :)

Just... for the next story... I think that could be better for you to take your time for the foot torture or eating :)

 No.9662

Great story ^^ its really cool to have more foot story here :)

Just... for the next story... I think that could be better for you to take your time for the foot torture or eating :)

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 No.15856

this reminds me of something… Weren't there more stories about Tina and her feet?


 No.9554[Reply]

First time posting on Guro Lit. Got a little hot and bothered after reading a few of the more... prominent pieces here and decided to make one of my own. Noticed a lack of necro here. Well, that's not good. Time for an intervention.

Tags: rape, ryona, snuff, necro, teen, loli, breath-play more to come...


xxXX Tit for Tat XXxx


Part 1


The Rusty Nail was an old bar, with a rundown and dilapidated exterior that belied a warm and tastefully decorated interior. There were two floors in the bar; the ground floor for casual patrons and people looking to get drunk, and the first floor for patrons who had a little extra coin to afford the peace and ‘service’ that awaited them. Usually, no-one would ascend up to the second-floor without paying first at the counter lest they get kicked out.

You walk in, coat soaking wet from the rain outside. You take it off and hang it on one of the provide coat racks before walking to the counter.

People whisper at your back when they think you aren’t listening. They call you names. Titles earned from your line of work. You have many, but one in particular sticks out; Hellbound. Not because you had some kind of hellish power at your beck and call. No, it was because your soul was bound for Hell when you one day die.

You’ve come to accept it. It was an inevitability when working as an assassin. Killing people was a sin and sinners go to Hell. If that was the case, then you’d have some fun before your time was up.

The barkeep sees you and points a finger up to the second floor. A customer. Goody. You ascend the stairs and a barmaid leads you to him.

Or rather, her.

Your latest client; a redhead wearing a dress and corset showing off her eye-catching curves and bountiful bust. Her slate grey eyes see you, and you see them glint in arousal as she looks over your frame. You sit down across from her, arms crossed patiently on the table.

“…Are you the Hellbound?” she asks. You nod, not bothering to say anything. “You look less intimidating than I thought you would be. And far more dashing, as well.” She licks her lips. “I am… Well, you may call me Ann. And I have a job for you.” The woman places a piece of parchment in front of you. On it is a name and directions. “I assume you are familiar with the tiny ball of fat and bastardry known as Count Lobreck?”

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 No.10209

I love it, although loli isn't really my thing either :P Hoping for more.

 No.10214

Wow some great stuff, long anticipated and didn't disappoint. Loving the creativity with the victims like the young maid, and hey the entire loli part fit nicely as well. Since in the end it tied in by being part of the orders, if the ol assassin was more simple and straightforward about it things would've been fine as well. Would love to see more, this is quality.

 No.10215

in case anyone missed the detail, reason for maid in the beginning asking for towels was the kids in the bath and head maidish character was shoveling coal to keep the bath hot. Way to go with the plot coherence :OOO

 No.15758

bump

 No.15832

Just necro with pretee- and teen girls woudl be great. Just pure snuff->necro no guting or stuff.. just descriptions of cute dead bodies…


 No.15644[Reply]

Marinette on the Menu
Tags: Miraculous Ladybug, Reluctant consent, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Girlmeat menu, persuasion, cooking, cannibalism, snuff.
All characters in this story are 18 or older.
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Author's note: So, I wanted to write a story more about a girl deciding to become meat instead of the actual process of being cooked. If you Don't Know Miraculous Ladybug, it's a very fun series, but all you really need to know for this story is that there was an incident in a competition prior to this story where Marinette taunted a girl in her class and pissed her off enough to sabotage her great uncle's "Celestial Soup" and ruin him in a competition. The great uncle went sort of mad and tried to turn the classmate into "Brat Soup" (yes there's a semi-cannibalistic moment in the series, go watch it yourself if you wanna see it). Shortly thereafter Marinette fixed the madness, and got the judges to reconsider her great uncle's unsabotaged soup, and the great uncle renamed the soup from Celestial Soup to Marinette Soup in her honor. That's all you need to know. It's all in the episode "Kung Food"

Okay, so this story got stuck in my head. Some of you may have seen another version called "Marinette Soup" which ended basically at this point and only dealt with Marinette's uncle wanting to make a real batch of Marinette Soup and which ends basically as soon as Marinette agrees. This isn't that version. This story is going to run from the start set out here all the way to the end of the meal, and Marinette's getting turned into a whole dinner full of dishes. I hope you enjoy it.
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Story Start

“Marinette you remember how your great uncle Wang Chen renamed his Celestial Soup 'Marinette Soup' after that whole incident at the hotel?” Marinette's mother, Sabine Cheng, asked.

“Yeah?” Marinette agreed not sure where her mom was going with this.
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 No.15696

Juleka couldn't quite suppress the nervous feeling of anticipation in her stomach as she rang the doorbell to Marinette's house. Well, to the patisserie downstairs. The sign in the window declared it was closed, which made sense, considering what would be happening that night.

She hadn't heard from Marinette since they said goodbye at school yesterday. But… that made sense considering the kind of party she'd invited them to. It was… weird, knowing that Marinette was gone. That she'd let herself be used as the main ingredient for the meal they were about to eat. Juleka wasn't sure how to feel about it.

She missed her friend, certainly, but… a part of her, a large part if she was being honest with herself, was… happy.

And it wasn't just that Marinette was giving her the chance to eat a dinner prepared by the greatest chef in the world, although that was certainly part of it. No, Juleka knew in her heart that while she would have been happy to have been invited by Marinette to any dinner cooked by her great uncle, she wouldn't have been nearly as happy as she was now if it weren't for the [i]type[/i] of dinner that she and Rose were attending. The fact that it as a girlmeat dinner; that Marinette was the main ingredient? Those were [i]important[/i]! Juleka wasn't just excited for dinner, she was excited to be eating another girl! And the fact that that girl was her friend Marinette? Sweet, cute, lovely and occasionally dorky Marinette? Well, Juleka would be lying if she told anyone that that wasn't a big part of the excitement she was feeling as she rang the doorbell to her former friend's family home.

Juleka didn't really know how to feel about that realization, but the fact that Marinette was doing all of this willingly did a lot to sooth most of the guilt she felt. Not all of it; but more than enough for her to say she was looking forward to eating dinner tonight.

Juleka looked at her friend Rose and wondered if she was feeling the same way. She knew that Rose liked boys, but did she like girls too? Was she feeling the same tingling between her thighs that Juleka was at the almost sexual nature of what was about to happen? Or was this just another meal for her? Albeit one with an incredibly rare and fancy kind of menu?

Juleka couldn't tell for sure; and the emo girl didn't want to ruin their friendship by asking. Not that it would… probably at least? But… JulekPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

 No.15769

simply glorious work

its a shame that the formatting bugged out in the final chapter, but it did not make it unreadable.

again, TVB you write the best little cooking stories. so damn good with the willing snuff and canibalism in casual worlds. delectible

 No.15771

>>15769
Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it! It was really fun to write!

 No.15797

I enjoyed it, but a bit more of the cooking detail would have been wonderful. Keep up the good work!

 No.15808

>>15797
When I wrote this particular story, the goal was to minimize the actual cooking detail as much as possible and focus on what happened before and the aftermath. I have a lot of other stories with lots of cooking detail. I wanted to try something different, and I think it came out nicely.


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