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Gurochan isn't exactly Word when it comes to formatting options, but you've got a lot of basic tools at your disposal to make your story not a pain to read.


Each new paragraph should be on a new line with a blank space in between.

Like so.

It might look like you have a lot of blank space at first, but it's much easier to read in the long run. This helps mitigate walls of text.


You're writing a story, presumably with characters, who presumably speak at some point. Every time a different character speaks, their dialogue gets its own paragraph. Again, it looks like it leaves a lot of space, but it's easy to read (and professional).

Use quotation marks for dialogue, not hyphens, and certainly not nothing at all. You need something in there to differentiate dialogue from narration.

I think I need a hug, said Maya. No worries, said Steve. I've heard the oven has a nice, warm embrace.

Incorrect, but better than the previous example:
"I think I need a hug," said Maya. "No worries," said Steve. "I've heard the oven has a nice, warm embrace."

Incorrect, but better than the previous example:
- I think I need a hug.
- No worries. I've heard the oven has a nice, warm embrace.

"I think I need a hug," said Maya.
"No worries," said Steve. "I've heard the oven has a nice, warm embrace."

"I think I need a hug."
"No worries. I've heard the oven has a nice, warm embrace."

Tags and Titles

Let potential readers know what to expect from your story before they dive into it. If accurate tags would potentially spoil the story, at least tag the big ones (/g/, /f/, /s/, /fur/, maybe loli/shota). If you'd rather not deal with tags, at least make your title descriptive (e.g. Ruki at the Snuff Club). Tags are especially helpful in stories with less indicative titles.

Note that titles not indicating the included fetishes are not bad titles. Titles are merely supposed to summarize the story, or symbolize the theme, etc. It's not like "Hunger Games" would have been better titled "Teenagers Murdering Each Other for Rich People's Entertainment," is it?


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It had been about 6 months since the apocalypse had suddenly hit, and so far everything had been okay at sunny side preschool program. The founder had been a bit of a disaster prepper, and always kept many months supplies of provisions on hand. They had lost contact with the outside world, and so far all the adults who they sent out to find help had never made it back. A few of the parents had however made it to the school, but it was down to 5 adults and 30 scared tots aged from toddler to around 6 years old.

Everything was going as well as could be considering the circumstances. They rationed their supplies, and read the kids stories, building small fires, and hunting small game nearby. That is until one day they heard the first sounds from the outside world in months. The rumble of motorcycle engines.

First a distant sound and then progressively getting louder, until suddenly it became a deafening sound coming down the semi hidden driveway leading down the wooden path to the school. The parents and teachers all rounded up the children and got them inside just as they caught sight of the first of 20 motorcycles all pulling into the lot. Followed by a box truck, and a off-roader suv.

The cacophony of all the bikes suddenly ended as they cut their engines. All the men on the bikes looked hard and gristled many of them tall and black, with other were muscular caucasians all covered in tattoos, and even a few rough looking women.

The headmistress of the school, and the unofficial leader of the group came out and tried to put on a brave face to all the bikers. She was only 29 years old herself but was the oldest, and was determined to protect the kids. She asked the whole group "can I help you folks with something"?

A large man of about 45 years old tall and handsome, walked over to her with his hand outstretched, smiling with a very welcoming toothy grin he introduced himself. "Hi my name is Vince. We are the destoyers motorcycle club, and we were passing through when we saw the smoke from your fire. We haven’t seen too many people left alive out here, and we figured we should come check on you, and maybe see if we get something to eat, and a safe place to rest for the night"

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This is part 1 part 2 coming soon


Yo, this is just the first season of Waifu Wars, but with edited grammar shit. I don't the quality of my original work is that good, but if you wanna read it this is the place. I suppose you can think of this as the season 1 HD box set.
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Rika (who is at this moment 18) blushed slightly as her furry companion licked her bare breast. She smiled at her Renamon. She had sleek yellow fur on her back, sides face, muscular legs, and butt with white fur covering her hands, paws, the tips of her ears and tail, soft belly, and her C cup breast. Two pink nipples stuck out from the white fur covering her chest. Riku smiled softly.

“I never thought this would be so much fun”

She said. Her Renamon smiled back warmly

“Neither did I”

The Digimon replied

Meanwhile in the forest a wild Lopunny hopped around. But she wasn't just any Lopunny, she was a prime example of one. The kind hunters dreamed of shooting, and fucking, the kind that won pokemon computations effortlessly while giving the judges awkward boners, the kind that couldn't forget attract even if you brought it to the move forgetter. She had a glossy coat of chocolate brown fur with tufts of white on her ears, legs, hands, and nipples. The pokémons small A cup jigglypuffs bounced as she hopped from place to place though the Pokémon had no shame as tits weren't really a big deal to other pokémon. As she hopped she noticed a butterfree fluttering by and gasped in excitement. The curious bunny followed the bug. However a few moments into her chase, the pokémon disappeared. Lopunny looked around confused before noticing the sounds of moaning and gasping. The pokémon followed it finding its source, a tent. This must be where the butterfree is hiding the simple minded pokémon thought before jumping into the air and slamming her paw into the tent.

The pokémons kick completely obliterated the tent and the ground below it causing the Renamon and Rika to be blown away in an explosion of dirt and stone.
“W-what was that…”

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“So, Hinata. I'm guessing you're wondering why I called you”

The 5th Hokage asked folding her arms.

“Yes ma’am”

Hinata replied with a loyal nod.

“Good good”

Tsunade said her expression suddenly becoming deathly serious.

“We have found Inos killer”

The Hokage said solemnly. Hinata tensed up with an expression of shock. Tsunade nodded.
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waifu wars is a great idea , thanks for writing these ^_^


Of course, thank you for reading them, season three is starting soon so I hope you're excited😁


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Chun-Li lifted her foot out of the hot water as she lowered the rest of her body into the spring with a relaxed moan.

“Your the Chun-Li right?”

one of the younger hot spring/bath house customers asked excitedly. She was a younger girl looking to be in her early 20s with curly red hair, and green eyes that sparkled at the sight of the martial art champion.

“Now now Kelly, don't bother her. She came here to relax not commune with her poporoitse. And a Interpol member such as herself truly deserves that relaxation”

the 3rd women in the bath said. She was a blonde lady not much older than the red head, and was too relaxed too even open her eyes to look at the celebrity. The red head looked down at her breast obviously embarrassed.

“S-sorry ma’am you must be exhausted, you don't need me bothering you”

she said. Li gave her a friendly smile, her chocolate brown eyes filled with warmth.

It's no problem, I always love meeting a fan”
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After reading "Harpy Chase" in forbiddenfeast, I just typed until I was tired. Dolcett bonanza.


The monster town was a dangerous place to visit. The adventurers still had to go through, and rest there. Series of strange red buildings with spikes added to the menace of the mountainous villages dotted with farms, mines and mills, as well as the spectacles the adventurers saw. Monsters were strange humanoids, with a very harsh way of life.

Culture shock happened fast as they entered the monster town.

The entrance had a welcome sign with directions, which was fashioned from a whole skin of a captured woman nailed to a board. The skinned body could be seen hanging from a hook as an orc butcher cut it apart, not paying attention to the humans arriving at the town.

Right at the entrance, a shrine to Demon God had a family of dark elves praying to it, in front of them, a naked, young human girl, her arms and legs tied together at the wrists and ankles like a lamb, was clearly being offered as a sacrifice. The priestess was busy oiling the girl’s breasts with prayers, the girl clearly drugged out of mercy.

“I can’t look.” Emiko shivered, looking away.

The priestess knelt by the naked girl and kissed her forehead in respect, using her knife to slit the girl’s throat slowly. Gurgling, the human girl shivered and thrashed, spilling blood on the small altar. The family prayed and blessed the girl as she grunted and growled, the priestess sawing her throat and belly open, burning the offerings with Emiko staring in shock.
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Goddamn, good shit, that's why i've been coming back to this site constantly. You got the dark elements of the fetish down perfect, with the horror, callous disregard for those striving to stay alive, and general hedonism.


fucking awesome <3


Holy shit this is amazing


I honestly expected, and would have preferred if the limits the monsters' claimed would have been a lie, and if every member of the party had been snuffed, butchered and eaten by the end.


Nah there's just something amazing about consensual snuff that gets you wet.


I loosedned the leather straps around her ankles slightly so that I could pull off her white school socks. Her feet were smooth and pale, with a pinkish blush on her soles, which were a little damp to the touch and smelt of earthy mushrooms. I picked off a couple of bits of fluff from between her toes and ran my fingers hungrily over her beautiful, young feet, enjoying how they flexed and scrunched at my touch.

Lively little piggies, I salivated.

The schoolgirl was about 10 or 11: a good age when the feet are still so soft and unblemished, and such a petite, cute size. I think her name was Jemma. Her mouth was somewhat distorted by the oversize ball-gag I had put on her, but it’s better the neighbours didn’t hear.

She had pretty, brown eyes that looked at me so innocently and pleadingly it made me super-hard. From the freckles on her cute nose, to her sweet dark brown pigtails with their unicorn hairclips, she belonged completely to me now.

I wished I could keep her alive longer, to just enjoy looking at her but I am so hard and lustful and haven’t had a girl in weeks, it just drives me too crazy. I can’t slow down now.

I am naked before her. I suck on her toes greedily, while my free hand rubs the shaft of my cock. Her little toes taste so delicious: precious, dainty little meat sweets; her feet are so small I can get all her toes in my mouth at once. I enjoy the feeling of Jemma’s feet wiggling helplessley as she moans and sobs through her ball-gag.

I run my tongue all over her soles, bathing them completely in my saliva, then I rub the head of my cock against them too, smearing her tootsies in pre-cum.

Then I lift the meat cleaver from the table as my heart beats hard and lustfully….


I posted one other story on here ages ago, but thought time to post some more (part 2 to follow)



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.

And send to us lesser male mortals that "Hey, I'm pretty. I'm perfect. And I'm out of your league."


She couldn't be older than early twenties, but with these South Korean tarts, it's hard to tell for sure. You know those types, those Korean pop music or drama idols. Porcelain skinned, endowed with delicious curves.


On display.


I was in the country wrapping up a project. It is late in the evening, I'm heading back to my apartment after a session of hard drinking at a seedy bar with the local crew.

Squeezed a few of the bar girls' tits, stuck my finger up their cunts too. Earned me a few mock admonishments, with enticement for me to pay if I wanted so sample the goods.

But I had to call it a night with a flight back home to catch in the early morning.

Hated to have to leave. Frustrated. Needed to fuck.

Then this attention-seeking whore comes along.

An announcement for my stop. I shuffle to the door of the subway car.

She, too, turns to exit the platform as the doors open. Eyes glued to her cell phone, she marches out on her long slender legs, oblivious to others who may be in her way. Typical queen bee. Uppity bitch.

I fall in step behind her, my gaze fixed on the sway of her hips and the fullness of her buttocks. I imagine tearing off those disgustingly skimpy shorts and penetrating this tease right in the middle of the subway station.

An impulse takes me. I follow her.

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There gonna be a part 2 or series?


Copy & pasted straight from dolcett. :P


Is it from dolcett? I know I've read it before, but I thought it was one that had been written on here a while ago


Great story!


Any sequel?


Disclaimer: just a horror fetish, entirely fictional, don't do anything that will harm somebody in real life.

School Selection

[non cons]

A loud whistle caught Nina's attention. She stopped her crawl and started to tread in the water. After a few moments Nina saw what was going to happen. As the other students stopped swimming their teacher signaled to get out of the water. “All girls are required to go to a changing booth and wait there for the meat inspector” said the coach, “the boys will continue with 4 laps of the butterfly stroke”

Nervously talking the girls quickly went to the changing booths. Nina sat about halfway down the line. “Shit I hope they don't pick me” thought Nina. A soft crying from her right assured her of a better chance, only 25% was selected from each class. She heard the meat inspector getting closer every few minutes. He was only a few lockers away from her now and she heard him say, “swimsuit straps off your shoulders and stand with your face to the wall”. Nina put the straps off her shoulders, better make it easy for the inspector, she thought. Suddenly she heard another girl crying in the booth next to hers. “Nice” she thought, that was Emily, she never liked her.

“Name” said the inspector as he opened Nina's door. “Nina, ID number 230867” said Nina. “Thank you” said the inspector, I see you already put your straps down, very nice, can you turn your face to the wall” “sure sir” said Nina and she turned her back to the inspector. The inspector checked her butt, “nice and firm” she heard him say. The inspector made her turn around and started peeling her swimsuit down. Softly he took her breasts in his hands and checked them. After a confirming mumble he pulled Nina's swimsuit to her feet. After a quick look on her pussy he said: “I'm not sure can you wait for 10 minutes, keep your swimsuit off” “of course sir” said Nina. The inspector went to the next changing booth.

“Shit” thought Nina, “I might be meat within an hour or I can be free for the rest of my life”. A strange thought occurred to Nina: this was her last chance to have an orgasm. She sat down naked on the little bench and started to rub her pussy. Within a few minutes she reached the point of no return. She took a deep breath and tried to keep quiet as her orgasm took control of her body.

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Did you write these 4 stories( "Stepsisters" , "Reluctant patient & so on) yourself? Or can you provide their link? What site are they from?


There she was, waiting for it. Quietly Melani waited in the waiting room for the door to open. She knew what was coming but she wasn't as afraid as she thought she would be. Maybe it was because it was her own decision to come here. She fell a bit uncomfortable as she was only wearing a small thong and bra. Suddenly she could hear some sounds from behind the door and seconds later it opened. To her surprise there was a young man, about 24 or 25 years old, he was quite attractive. He asked her name. “melanie” she replied. He nodded and asked her to come inside. The room she entered was a mix between office and slaughterhouse, quite an odd look. He waved to the couch in the office like part. She blushed and quickly walked to the couch in order to cover her butt. The man sat down next to her and started talking. “so why did you come here?” he asked. Melani started to explain about her sister who wanted to go to university so bad but they couldn't afford it at home. He nodded, “you look a bit ashamed and uncomfortable, is anybody forcing you?” “no not at all”said Melani, “it's just.. I somehow expected a woman and, this thong.. it's so tiny” the man started talking again, “ok, I have to ask that question because it is illegal to force someone into this unless you have debts exceeding €100.000” “and about that woman, if you prefer that I can transfer you to a female coworker”. Melani declined, “no it's ok”. After some small talk Melani felt a little less uncomfortable and the man asked her if she had any questions herself. “yes a few” said Melani. After asking for his name which was dave she asked how many women he had processed and if he didn't feel bad about it. He told her about his work and that he didn't mind doing women who came out of free will, he did dislike the ones who were forced by banks, the government etc to be processed. In total it was around 400-500 women. “but I try to pay as much attention and time to any women, it shouldn't become factory work” he said. Melani nodded. She asked “and how much money will my family receive? You mentioned it would range from 50.000 to 100.000” Dave started to explain about grades and processing procedures, the higher the grade the more money and certain methods would increase the amount of money. When Melani asked about her grade dave said it would be between B and A, as she was just 19 years old, her breast were a small C, her fat percentage was perfect it would all depend on how much meat there was in her vaPost too long. Click here to view the full text.


gurochan is back, long (6 months ;) ) live this version of gurochan! also bumping the cutest thread





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I have been writing more recently, and I wanted to make one thread for all of my stuff. I like affectionate and well endowed executioners, I like pullups, I like gentle flirting and snuggles, and mostly semi-con situations. So my stuff will have these things a good bit of the time.. Not always. I made a new thread because the Nobles stuff wasn't getting the creative juices flowing but I did have ideas. This will be assorted stuff, there will be some Nobles and Clones, but there will also be other setups, and one-shots. if you don't like one, you might like the next. If you like it, definitely let me know! :) the first couple posts will be my stuff from other threads.
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Nurse Alex walked through the medical ward. A clone of Ariel Winter, without the breast reduction, she was one of the very few Clones to have survived secondary education and the other hurdles to end up with a real job. Clones were technically allowed to become second class citizens if they met certain requirements, but very few did. Alex had survived 12 years of standard school, the aptitude test to qualify for higher education, and 2 more years of intensive medical school. Even of the Clones who GOT into medical school, maybe 5% survived. To still be alive after a full year as a nurse as Alex currently had was a minor miracle. Aside from the academic requirements being FAR more intensive than what a Noble was subjected to, nurses of any status were subjected to beauty and fitness requirements.

Alex worked out several hours a day, kept a carefully engineered diet, and was gifted with the kind of figure that would make an nun in the World That Was break her vows. And she STILL accepted the fact that any given day on the job could very easily be her last. Complaints about performance were counted as strikes, three strikes meant retirement. Any malpractice meant retirement. Any property damage she could pay out of her modest salary meant retirement. Any slip below the standards of fitness, or failure to obey any order from ANY free Noble meant retirement. That didn’t sound terrible, but ‘retirement’ for a Clone in this hospital meant a live gutting at a staff picnic.

The facility Alex worked in was for ‘Beta Noble Dependants’. The medical technology existed for no Noble to actually have to die. This obviously wasn’t sustainable even with the near godlike advances in technology and resource production, so a solution had been found. The children of Nobles were already considered reasonably expendable. The government offered various levels of insurance for Noble students of the various schools. For parents who would live hundreds or thousands of years and could have as many children as they pleased, it often wasn’t worth it to them to buy good insurance, especially since many Nobles didn’t bother with in-utero medical care and disabilities and chronic issues were not unheard of. Good insurance and such in-utero care were available and very affordable for all Nobles, but usually only preferred by those who had lived a few centuries already and wanted to actually be parents and have a family, instead of just having a child, which mostPost too long. Click here to view the full text.


I like your writing style. Very emotional characters and interaction. Makes it feel real.

I've been mostly posting in the 100 word ultra short stories thread. There's barely the space to include these, just super condensed kinky ideas.

This is the opposite. And I like it :-) Keep it going please :-)


thank you BlackRaven, I'm so happy you are liking them! I actually do want to do some shorter stuff, maybe a paragraph, I might try 100 words just to see if I can, but I am REALLY bad at it so far


I’m trying to write something shorter, but I’m just not good at it. I want every detail to make some kind of sense. I’m gonna do some short stuff at some point, but for now, just enjoy my vindictive little Airbender story :)

Earthbenders still need air

“Toph Beifong, you have been charged with twenty-three counts of gambling fraud, three counts of highway robbery, eleven counts of destruction of property, four counts of assault, and one count of conspiracy to overthrow the government, and been found guilty on all counts. In accordance with the laws of the Colonies, you have been sentenced to hang by the neck until you are dead. The appointed witnesses will now hear your final words, and your sentence will be carried out as written. You may now give your final statement.”

Toph squeezed her eyes shut, trying to control her breathing, trying not to cry. When the Gaang had come through the colonies, she hadn’t thought much of her crimes, they were at war. When the war ended, she hadn’t thought much of it either, assuming the colonies would become part of the Fire Nation legally, or go back to the Earth Kingdom, or be ruled jointly, any one of which would have been fine because the leaders of the nations had issued blanket pardons for those who had fought the Fire Lord, and those Fire Nation loyalists who threw down their weapons and submitted to the new leadership and laws. Choosing to start the new age with forgiveness and reconciliation and a fresh start had made more sense than years of trials to determine which crimes were unacceptable in wartime. Unfortunately for Toph, the Colonies had declared independence, and they did NOT take kindly to those who had caused so much destruction during the war. She had traveled back there, she had been recognized from her crime spree, and now the luck of the Blind Bandit had run out.

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I love this


"Seventy, maybe eighty…" I estimated, counting about ten by eight, with a few hollow spaces occupied by longer distance between the broken down cars the girls were bound inside of.

There was a pause.

"Are you sure?" My friend Gorien apparently wanted an accurate measurement for how many girls in the muddy valley were praying to their god because of us. Because of bored monsters.

"What does it matter?" I had grown jaded, even enough to outweigh my own fear. That being "disrespectful" to my army would have me beheaded, and that was the best execution one could hope for. Except for the guy we nukes but that's a story for another day.

"I'm just wondering what the score is. They really cost us!" He laughed. Trying to lighten the mood, he must've been more boisterous than usual, but he was always boisterous, so maybe he was just super happy given the current victory, Pyrrhic though it was.

"You say that like we can fault them. This is what was destined to happen to them, it's not like-"


"HOLD ON HOLD ONE!!" Someone shouts from afar. *Who now?* I wonder. *Oh, Kal. Fuck.* I hear him from atop the hill, to my left behind me, and as he passes the peak, we see he's followed by soldiers pulling a car. Feet kick the windows inside.
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((Alright so I've been playing For Honor and I think a bit of guro is deserved. So each part I'll focus on one or two female characters to kill and fuck, I would love feedback aswell as recommendations for the next part.))

Part 1: Raider (Female obviously)

((On a side note I've decided I'm going to make the Raider topless.))

The battle or more importantly The Neverending War raged on all over the land, Vigdis was a warrior of little repute and while she was fierce in battle she was not always careful of her surroundings.

It was a simple ambush on the Knights, Vigdis followed two of her allies (Who's names are of little import) down the the dark underpass, she held a torch which well illuminated the area and her fairly large and firm breasts "Where are we going?" Spoke the man on the left in front of Vigdis "Shh..." Whispered the other man before continuing "Right now we are under a fort that was supposedly hidden..." The left man nodded slowly before the right continued "This should take us into a storeroom where we can sneak past the guards and open the gate..." Vigdis looked about the area silently as they walked through the tunnel, after awhile of them conversing in hushed tones the came across an old metal ladder covered in rust, dim light shone through the grating above "Seems this hasn't been in use awhile..." Said the man on the right before placing a hand on the ladder, the left man stopped him "Uh...what if guards are up there..." A somewhat nervous look crossed the rights face "Good point let's send her." He gestured to Vigdis who groaned and pushed him away from the ladder and handed him the torch "Coward." She said as she headed up the ladder her firm tits jiggling very lightly with each step up, her allies were gifted with the sight of her cunt and tight asshole up her leather trappings. She reached the rusty grates and peeked through seeing a ceiling and nothing else, she heard footsteps and quickly moved down the ladder freezing halfway to halt her sounds "Douse the torch..." She whispered to her allies, soon she was shrouded in shadow staring up at the grating, the culprit was a man it seemed as he stood over the grating "Fucking cold in that damn tower..." He muttered to himself slowly taking his cock out, Vigdis was about to wonder what he was doing before she got her answer, piss rained down through the grating onto her as she immediately looked away allowing it to run down her body, she wasn'tPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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Looking forward to it!


You will? Plz do :D


Any update?


hahaha. i was thinking of doing the same thing. the more the merrier i say.


bump. need more

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