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Dreamscape
Art by BadgerSFM
Story by Sinbad
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The sense of dread that filled Rey was unlike any of the harrowing encounters she had encountered on Jakku. Tugging against Maz’s strong grip and gripping her staff, she cursed herself for agreeing to follow the impish alien underneath the palace. The pair reached an old wooden door with seemingly pure threads of dread poking from behind the slats. Maz saw her hesitation and made the move for the scavenger. Pulling on the large ring, the door opened. The storage room on the other side did little to calm Rey as her focus was drawn towards a plain box. Kneeling and grasping the clasp with fumbling fingers, she flipped the led and balked at a ridged cylinder. Holding her staff softly, she knew that without a doubt it was the source of all her tension. Looking back at the short alien barkeep, Rey reached down and took hold of the shining shaft.

In an instant, Rey was blasted throughout time itself. The flashing images were too much to take in but a burning temple, a man dressed in black and an old R2 unit stuck in her head. When time stopped flowing, she found herself laying on a floor of smooth durasteel. Standing up, she saw that the saber was still in her hand. The overall shape of the hanger looked similar, like an ISD’s hanger but cleaner. The clacking of duraplast boots drew her attention as a squad of Stormtroopers were charging in. Oblivious to what she was holding, she fumbled and hit the large gold switch. A beam of blue plasma burst from the top with enough force to stop the advancing troopers. Another set of footsteps joined the chorus before her however, followed by heavy breathing.

A massive man clad in black enveloped a doorway with a similar shaft in his fist. As he drew nearer, Rey’s frightened mind put a few pieces together and recoiled as it was none other than Darth Vader! A beam of Red drew from his cylinder as he approached swiftly. Rey, feeling pure adrenaline flowing through her body let out a cry and charged! Her staff hit the floor as she sprinted and swung her new weapon at him.

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Vader’s blade met hers as he effortlessly parried her weak strike and extended his hand in response. Rey flew backwards towards the troopers, her crudely made shirt in tatters. Standing and ripping the ruined fabric away, she charged forwards once more and jumped. Vader’s abilities held her in place just as Rey was in midair. Closing his first, he squeezed her throat with the force and twisted his mutilated face into a sneer as she clutched at her throat. Seeing 2 troopers get close, he shucked his domed head at the dropped staff. The two troopers, already known by Vader for their sheer ingenuity with torture understood his silent command. Taking hold of the weapon, the duo saw that this wannabe half-naked Jedi wasn’t going anywhere.

Yanking her tight pants down around her ankles, the 2 had a clear shot at her vulnerable sex. Prodding the tight cunt with the thinner tip, they both knew the task was beyond them. Luckily for them, a security droid had just entered the area for assistance. Calling the droid over, the stepped back and watched as the Jedi’s eyes went wide with pure shock as the droid grabbed her treasured weapon and effortlessly rammed the bulbous end up her virgin ass instead!

Rey’s containment allowed her to do one thing; scream. A loud, piercing shriek filled the air as her untouched anus was ripped to shreds and her colon was stretched to the point of bursting. The ropes of her entrails gave way to the point as the point hammered against her pulsing diaphragm. The tough muscle gave way as well, allowing her staff to ram itself directly through her heart, nearly killing her immediately. Her neck bulged out and her jaw opened as if still screaming, allowing the blunt tip to finally slide clear of her lips. In a matter of seconds, Rey was fully impaled on her own staff and was hoisted over the shoulder of the hulking security droid like a macabre kebab. Vader released her remains and left swiftly, having no doubt about the dead Jedi’s fate. As the lightsaber Rey still had clenched in her hand rolled free, she was pulled back through time, all the way to the present and right back to Takodana.

The nearly nude corpse thudded to the floor right in front of Maz’s stunned little face. Still in shock as Han and Chewie came down the check on her, the 3 all stopped and looked what had happened to the overly capable fighter to leave her in such a state. Maz, seeing this as her problem handed Han a marker for the Resistance base and told him no uncertain terms to leave and never return. As the two quickly backed away to make sure that Finn would be escorted out of the cantina, Maz worked quickly and dragged the sloppy body down the incinerator.

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Creative Solutions
Artwork by BadgerSFM
Story by mmmmph
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“The paralyzing agent won’t be wearing off anytime soon. Lucky for you, I didn’t have enough to stop you from breathing or talking. Funny how that works out.”

The dark knight growls out, the sound bouncing around the abandoned warehouse, lit only by the light of a few cracked flood lights. He jumps down from his vantage point with cat-like agility as Christie rouses, her eyes darting around in an attempt to make sense of her surroundings. She tries to maintain a brave face, but her racing breath gives her away. Her voluptuous chest heaves as she does her best to look down at her naked body without being able to move her neck. Her bare feet are utterly unresponsive as they dangle limply from the chains holding her. Her plump flesh in her thighs and calves are completely slack, pulled taut with her body weight.

The caped crusader closes in with a confident stride, unused wooden pallets and old newspapers crunching underneath him. One of his gloved hands captures a handful of Christie’s snow-white hair and raises her head parallel to the ground. Her pupils shrink, realizing the extent of her bondage. Her eyebrows almost touch each other in concern.

“In case you needed a better assessment of your situation.”

In the midst of her despair, Batman snatches one of her breasts and kneads it around in his hand, familiarizing himself with the shape and sensation. Her mouth comes agape with her shock and lack of muscle control.

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“You’re pretty resilient to conventional interrogation. I’ll give you that. So I got a little creative.”

Christie’s piercing blue eyes continue to jump around, coming to a stop when she hears a click. Batman’s toolbelt clatters to the ground along with his waist armor. She blinks as his penis unfurls against her cheek with a heavy thud like a dead body falling out of a closet. He swings his hips gently, nudginging her soft pale skin with his girth.

“Feel free to tell me who sent you after me. Hopefully I’ll have an opportunity to listen.”

He pinches her chin between his forefinger and thumb and pops her mouth open with ease, letting forth a slew of drool and saliva that Christie had had no control over. Her eyes jitter in anticipation, staring right down the barrel of Batman’s tool, huffing her hot breath on its head. One last gyration of his hips sends the head of his hardness into the warm, wet embrace of her mouth, but not before being deflected off of the youthful flesh of her glimmering lips. Her lips drag against the length of his rod until it comes to a stop as the entrance of her mouth collides with his hips.

As she begins to choke, the dark knight retreats out of her throat with a moist pop. The wet noises continue as he presses his penis against her tongue and thusly into the rest of her mouth. Her cheek protrudes lewdly and deflates as he does a K-turn with his organ and dives back into her neck, producing a lump in her throat. His thrusts accelerate, in speed and frequency, her mouth slick with juices from his precum and her tongue attempting to push his hardness out.

He holds her neck still as he makes a final few pumps into her oral cavity. Christie continues to sputter and gag, as Batman finishes inside. She coughs out some of his seed around the little space available between her lips and his penis, with some droplets escaping with frightening velocity out of her nostrils. Her choking becomes . as Batman unplugs her throat; each throaty cough shakes her entire body. Her flesh bouncing around causes her chains to swing around and dangle like a pendulum. A mess of her fluids and his flow out, splatting on the ground with violent force.

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“Ruh-… Ra’s-...”

She only manages to gasp out the syllables before Batman plunges his gift back into her mouth, only to wipe off any excess fluids on her lips and tongue before pulling back out to get some on her cheek with a few playful taps, her tender cheeks jiggling in kind. Something comes over him and he turns, putting a finger to his ear.

“Hrm. I’m on my way,” He turns to Christie again. “We’ll continue this at a later date. Don’t go anywhere”

He pulls out a grappling gun and fires it out a window, ziplining away into the night, leaving Christie to ponder her dilemma when a shuffling noise interrupts her thoughts.

"Hello…? Anybody?"

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I'm working on a collaboration with another artist to animate a scene.

Voting is up in my discord: https://.#

If you like my work / art, now is your time to cast a vote. Make sure your discord has a registered e-mail.

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I'll post the second picture in my channel. Enjoy!

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Here is the cover photo for the Lara and Cult Leader project I just completed.

Sorry for the reverse order... I wasn't going to originally make a cover but I decided to anyway. I hope you like the art.

More graphic snuff(rp) that I won't post here can be found in my channel: https://.#

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Lara Croft a Trinity Sex Slave and Toy

In this scene, Lara Croft is captured by Trinity and offered to Konstantin as a sex slave. The once great Richard Croft's daughter -- a daring and aspiring archaeologist -- is now property of Trinity and Konstantin. Konstantin took his new sex toy by the leash into the backroom for Lara's first long evening.

I make violent and graphic snuff(rp) of your favorite video game girls here: https://.#

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so hot!

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Part 2

After a long, rough night with the Trinity soldiers, Konstantin enters Lara's cell. Being a sex toy for Konstantin's men wasn't enough, for Lara had taken out too many of Konstantin's men. The Rise of the Tomb Raider was over and the fall was near; However death was too easy. Lara had to suffer, and Konstantin was going to make sure of that.

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 12 at 20%

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Thank you!

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Inspired by one of the earlier pieces I did with Lara Croft and Freddy, this is my updated version. There will be a part 2 but I will not post it here due to ToS.

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 20 at 10%

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New pictures that I won't post here are in my channel. Enjoy

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Enjoy!

This was a remake of Drew Gardner's work

I added a several various twists to the scene since two additional Tomb Raider games have come out since he released his masterpiece in 2013. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my artwork!

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 1 at 20%

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These would be my three favorite SFM models to work with. I'll be taking a slight break from Lara and working a lot more with Rey and Elizabeth. Enjoy

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 1 at 20%

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The is the second part of the Lara Croft remake I did earlier.

Lara’s brief attempt to bring down Trinity had ended just how her fathers had. In total failure. The shame on her face was the only thing more apparent than the thick layers of grime that covered it. The ring that she was hanging from kept her from turning her head but the thud of Konstantin’s boots told her that he was coming back for another round of his form of ‘entertainment’. The pounding of boots caught her attention as well. Her captor was not alone it seemed. Behind her and out of sight, her old friend Sam had mounted yet another failed attempt to attack Trinity. As a pair of the organization’s engineered soldiers held the Asian beauty in place, Lara could only see her nemesis reach his hand out. As he wrapped his scarred hand around her throat, a shudder passed through the young Tomb Raider. Could this really be where her adventure ended?

There will be one more post of Lara which will be posted in my channel and on gurochan. Enjoy

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter a at 20%

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The Fall of Skywalker

A remake of Shabby Blue's work

However, In this edition, Rey was ambushed and knocked unconscious by a few Gamorrean Guards. She was immediately stripped, collared, and taken before a dangerous Hutt on Tatooine. As Rey began to slowly regaining consciousness, the Hutt quickly impaled her with his tail. The Hutt trusted and continued to wiggle his tail through in the warm, tight, inner vaginal walls of the last Skywalker until the tip of his tail burst out her mouth. The last Jedi was in shock – her stomach was bulging, a strange mixture of blood, slime, and cum began seeping down the Hutt's tail. Rey took her last breath as the Hutt licked his neck meal.

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)
Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 1 at 25%

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Lara Croft's Execution Day

This is was inspired by one of Ganassa's pieces found here: https://www.reddit.com/r/rule34/comment ... y_ganassa/

After a 72 hour brutal interrogation, Lara Croft caved and gave up the location coordinates to the sacred artifact. Trinity had no more use for the young Tomb Raider and, as promised, ordered her execution to be swift.

3D software: Source Film Maker (SFM)

Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 6 at 25%

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You Clearly Don't Know Jack

A request from a friend, thanks for being the coolest mother fucker alive TheTwoTime

Reference used Lyra Law (see attachment)

Rendered in Source Film Maker (SFM)

Touchup: Photoshop Express HDR Filter 1 at 33%

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Artwork by BadgerSFM
Intro by Sinbad


In July of 2018, I attempted to create my first Tomb Raider interrogation scene. It was suppose to be a torture scene but I had extremely limited knowledge of SFM. The original is attached below. This is the remake.


Lara's latest adventure pointed her towards the tropical Rook Islands. The totems carried by the imperial Japanese armies would be a great source of interest in her father's collection on their culture. She did not get very far however, the pirates of the island had plans of their own. Lara was carried away into the night, stripped and bound with chains as the leader of the group, one Vaas Montenegro entered with a blade drawn. The unique torture of the island was a fresh take on pain for the Tomb Raider, her toes being the first things to go. She cried out and shivered, suddenly horrified at what else would be cut off next

Rendered in Source Film Maker (SFM)

3D Editing in GIMP

Touchup Photoshop Express HDR Filter 1 at 40%


I hope you guys like the art!


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Tomb Raider: A Texan Massacre
Artwork by Badger#3038 | https://.#
Inspired by Chun Li Eater
Story by Deathstalker | Discord: https://.#
or
http://www.depravityrepository.org/foru ... .php?tid=7

Lara Croft was beginning to wish she’d heeded the advice to avoid Texas. In retrospect, she’d
been a real fool to shrug aside the horror stories she’d heard about what happened out in the
more desolate regions of the state. Even after she’d run her jeep through the razor wire laid
haphazardly across the narrow side road she’d been heading down, she’d attributed it to nothing
more than careless rednecks. She’d figured it wouldn’t take her long to hike back to the little gas
station she’d passed just before turning onto the side road. Maybe they’ll have a spare tire, she’d
hoped. Or at least a phone for me to call a tow truck. The place wasn’t that far. She didn’t need
any supplies for the journey. She’d considered holstering up her twin pistols for safety before
dismissing the thought. Texas had no trouble with firearms, but they weren’t particularly fond of
strangers. The last thing she wanted to do was cause any misunderstandings. So she left them
behind.

It took a little while before Lara regretted that choice, but by then, it was far too late.

Making it back to the gas station, Lara breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the lights were still
on. It was late into the night. She went in and introduced herself to the strange older man
running the place. He said his name was Cook. It took Lara roughly five seconds to peg him as
an absolute loon, but he seemed friendly enough. He seemed genuinely sad to convey that he
didn’t have any tires that would fit Lara’s disabled jeep, but offered to make a call to a nearby
mechanic to sort her out. “Might be a few hours,” he told her, unable to keep his lecherous stare
from working its way up Lara’s legs, left largely bare thanks to the shorts she wore. The young
adventurer felt only a small spark of irritation at his stare. She was starting to get used to men
doing such things. As long as he kept his hands to himself, she could tolerate it. “While you
wait, why don’t I make you up a plate of my famous barbecue?” He chuckled oddly, licking his
lips with a wet slurp. “Compliments of the house, of course.”

Lara forced a polite smile to her lips. “That sounds lovely,” she replied. “Thank you.” Seeing
the state of the mostly decrepit gas station up close, the last thing she wanted was to eat any food
prepared in the place, no matter how delicious it smelled. She maintained that stance until Cook
brought over a plate full of freshly cooked ribs for her. The sight paired with the smell of it,
working together to tickle at Lara’s simmering hunger. I’m an explorer, she told herself. Might
as well sample some of the local cuisine.

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One bit of the tender meat was enough to convince Lara that Cook’s name was in dire need of an
upgrade to Chef. It tasted exquisite, similar yet completely different than any meat she’d
consumed before. She was tempted to ask the man what his secret was but decided it would
simply be rude. Better to enjoy the glorious meal she’d lucked into. Once her jeep was
operational again and her business in Texas was dealt with, she decided to make a point of
coming back this way to see how Cook felt about catering. Expanding some of her vast personal
wealth to fly the man over the England to work his culinary magic for her seemed like an
incredibly wise investment with a mouthful of succulent rib-meat soaking into her tongue.

Lara was having such a splendid time stuffing her face that she didn’t notice Cook slipping
through the gas station’s back door, didn’t see the broom handle clutched in his hands as he crept
up on her. The wooden handle came down hard across the back of Lara’s head. She let out a
pained yelp in the half-moment of consciousness she had left before her face splattered onto the
plate of half-eaten food. Cook let out a half-cackle, half-cheer, dancing a spastic dance of
celebration over the unconscious tomb raider. “I got that bitch!” he cried out, leaning in to grab
hold of Lara’s ponytail and lift it up carefully to suck in the scent of her hair. “Oh, Leatherface
is gonna like you, girl.” His eyes darted around the gas station, confirming there was no one else
to see him. A devious smile crept onto his face as he slipped his hand around the woman,
squirming his dirty fingers down the top of her tank top to take a quick squeeze of one of Lara’s
soft breasts.

Cook let out a low grown as his fingers played across Lara’s nipple, feeling it stiffen under his
touch. Something else stiffened, too. He didn’t make a habit of playing with the meat. It just
wasn’t civil, or sanitary. But he’d not had a woman in years. “And why shouldn’t I get to
relieve a little stress?” he growled to Lara’s unconscious form as he dropped the broom stick and
started working his pants open. “It’s not easy being a small businessman, y’know? Fucking
government’s always finding some new way to ram the little guy up the ass!” His psychotic fury
calmed into a perverted chuckle as he pulled his stiff cock free and looked it over, giving the
fleshy rod a shake. His gaze went back to Lara, licking his lips. “Gonna give you a good
stickin’, girlie,” he groaned, hefting the woman’s weight up and dropping her across the small
table she’d been sitting at. Her full breasts mashed against the plate of juicy ribs, the fabric of
her top soaking in the sauce. His hands slid around Lara’s waist, opening her tight-fighting
shorts and working them halfway down her thighs. He eagerly tugged down her panties, eyes
lighting up as he took in the smooth flesh of her perky ass and the cunt lips hiding between her
legs.

Cook was on Lara a moment later, like a rabid -. He was panting heavily and already
working up a sweat even before he managed to jab the head of his cock into her helpless snatch.
He gasped, eyes widening, as he sank into the soft, warm folds of Lara’s pussy. The tightness of
the orifice tightened more as she responded naturally to him in her uneasy sleep, the walls of her
cunt dampening to ease his rough penetration. Cook rutted against her, grunting and groaning as
his hips slapped against the fleshy cheeks of Lara’s rump. His excitement got the better of him,
his neglected cock soaking up the ecstasy of the woman’s clenching snatch and reaching its limit
with disappointing speed. “Not yet,” Cook growled, straining to hold back his climax even as he
continued to hammer into Lara. “Not yet, goddammit!” His pleas were futile flowing into a
long moan of release as he came into the unconscious woman, pumping his pent up load of jizz
deep into her yielding sex.

Although the end came disappointingly quickly, it didn’t diminish the relief Cook felt as he
finished draining his balls. It was enough to shake whatever lustful thoughts he had left out of
his head. He pulled out of Lara’s cunt with just as much speed as he’d entered her, hastily
stuffing his wilting prick back into his pants. “Sorry about that, little lady,” he told her, voice
full of shame. He gave Lara’s bare ass a gentle pat. “But a man’s got needs.” Cook’s façade of
kindness vanished when the tomb raider let out a pained groan, stirring her way back to
consciousness. He snatched the broom stick back up and swatted Lara over the head several
more times until she stopped writhing. “Down, bitch!” he shrieked. “Down!” He gave her a
couple more strikes after it was clear she was knocked out again, chuckling like a malicious
.. “I think it’s about time you got to meet the boy,” he growled, scooping Lara’s slack form
into his arms and carrying her out back to his waiting truck. “Oh, Leatherface is gonna like you,
girlie.”

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Lara’s head pounded by the time she returned to consciousness. The stickiness and ache
between her legs gave her a very good idea of what had been done to her while she’d been out.
Whatever appreciation she’d had for Cook’s helpfulness and culinary skill evaporated to make
way for a myriad of plans to make the old bastard suffer badly before she killed him. She forced
her eyes open, unsurprised by the fact that she was no longer in the gas station but no less
horrified by what waited for her. The place was a butchery. That wouldn’t have been so bad,
but it was the cuts of meat she saw dangling from meat hooks that filled her with nausea. She
counted at least six heavily carved up carcasses of other people dangling around her. It took all
of Lara’s self-control to hold back the vomit when the realization that she was looking at the
meat source of her half-eaten meal hit her. “Bloody cannibal bastard,” she whined, trying and
failing to pull herself up from the badly stained table she’d been laid across.

Heavy chains kept her limbs held down. She tried to pull her hands free from the manacles, but
they were far too tight for her to make any progress. The icy dread she’d awoken with worsened
as she looked over herself, seeing she’d been stripped completely nude. Given what hung all
around her, Lara couldn’t sooth her terror with the thought of perhaps she was going to spend a
little time in some redneck bastard’s sex dungeon. If she didn’t find a way to get free and
escape, she had no doubt she’d soon be hanging from another of those hooks. She was still
urgently tugging at the chains binding her when the door to the butchery slammed open. Lara
wasn’t proud of the girlish shriek the sudden bang drew from her lips, but she was even less
proud of the high-pitched scream of horror that escaped her as she laid eyes on the hulking figure
entering the room.

The man was huge, both in stature and girth. He wore a pale yellow butcher’s apron,
permanently stained with dark spatters of blood. The only glimpse of his true face she could see
were his wild, bulging eyes and his sloppy tongue sloshing across his pudgy lips as he looked
over the fresh meat that had been delivered to him. The rest of his face was hidden from her
behind another face. There was no way of knowing who the face’s original owner had been,
aside from some previous victim. The loose skin clung to the man’s face, lined up with his own.
She’d been completely unconscious before Cook had mentioned Leatherface to her, but Lara’s
terrified mind had no trouble correctly naming the monster of a man shuffling towards her. He’d
been the chief boogeyman in the horror stories she’d heard about Texas. She’d seen plenty of
impossible things in her adventures, but she’d never thought something as horrible as
Leatherface could be real. As she let out another scream, Lara had no choice but to accept the
reality of his existence.

Leatherface moved over to Lara, transfixed by her beauty. He felt a measure of the same lust
Cook had felt for her, but despite his monstrous visage and long list of disturbing deeds, his
approach to his lust was a good deal more . and innocent. He moved beside Lara,
whimpering and gibbering as he laid his large hands on her, doing his best to sooth her terror.
His touch only made her scream more, thrashing violently within her chains. Her shrieking hurt
his ears and her wild jerking would do nothing but lead her to hurting herself. He doubled down
on trying to calm the hysterical woman down. He pressed a fat finger to her lips, urging her to
be quiet. Lara’s eyes bulged, flaring with animalistic rage. She snagged Leatherface’s finger
between her teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood. The large man jerked his hand away
from her face, letting out a . cry of pain before popping his wounded finger into his
mouth to suck away the blood. “Stay the fuck away from me, you bloody freak!” Lara shrieked
up at him

Lara couldn’t see the scowl that filled Leatherface’s true face any more than she could feel the
hurt her words had caused him. His infatuation with the woman died in an instant, realizing that
she was no different than any of the other women he’d failed to woo over the years. It didn’t
matter. He had other ways of being with her. He turned away from Lara, stomping over to
where his trusty chainsaw waited. Pulling the weapon into his hands, he gave the pull-chain a
hard yank, filling the macabre butchery with the roar of its engine. He turned back to her, taking
a sadistic pleasure in the way she screamed each time he revved the saw. Her anger vanished as
he moved closer, guiding the spinning blade of the chainsaw over her squirming figure. “No!”
Lara begged, tears pouring from her bulging eyes. “No, please! I didn’t mean it! You…” She
swallowed the burning bile in her throat as she forced herself to do whatever was needed to
survive. “You can have me! I won’t fight you, I swear! Just, please, don’t do this!”

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Leatherface heard Lara’s words. Although he wasn’t particularly clever, he wasn’t stupid
enough to believe them. He’d been tricked by similar pleas before. The woman whose face he
currently wore had spoken similar words. They’d lasted only until he’d released her from her
bindings. He shook his head at Lara, breath quickening as the excitement of the oncoming
slaughter filled him. Lowering the saw into the smooth flesh of Lara’s left thigh, he relished in
her screams of agony, squealing happily as he carved through her limb. Fresh blood splattered
across his apron as he revved the saw, chewing through the toned muscle and thick bone of the
tomb raider’s leg. Lara stared down at herself with bulging eyes, howling as she watched first
one leg and then the next taken from her. Her complexion paled as heavy spurts of blood gushed
from the ragged stumps of her thighs.

“Oh, god, no!” Lara groaned as Leatherface positioned the saw over her slender belly. She
transitioned back into wild shrieks as the spinning blade came down on her again, ripping her
open and cleaving through her slippery innards. She gagged on the hot wads of blood rushing up
her throat, coughing and sputtering it over her lips so she could go on screaming as Leatherface
finished bisecting her just below her belly button. Her screams slackened as weakness crept
through her, leaving her clinging to consciousness as the monstrous man made short work of her
arms, . at them with the chainsaw until the limbs jerked away from her bloody torso. The
pain was fading fast as shock and blood loss took their tolls on Lara. Her face slackened as
Leatherface lined his chainsaw up against her throat, dead before the whirring, blood-spattered
blade finished carving its way through her neck.

Flicking the chainsaw off, Leatherface set the trusty tool aside. He looked over the disassembled
chunks of Lara’s corpse, feeling his perverse desire for the woman leaking back into him. Being
with her had never been a possibility. He saw that clearly now. But simply being her was well
within his power. Leatherface went to work accomplishing his goal. His large hands worked
with surprising dexterity, sinking hooks into her torso’s sides and shoulders. Clipping chains to
the hooks, he hefted the dead weight of Lara’s body and slid it over his broad chest. Leatherface
licked his lips and whimpered excitedly as he moved his rough hands over the cooling flesh of
Lara’s curvaceous form, squeezing at her soft breasts and rubbing her slender belly – now all his.
With his new chest in place, he turned his attention to her other pieces. Rolling the hacked-up
chunk of Lara’s crotch over, he ran his hands over her perky buttocks, instinctively grading her
meat and finding it astounding. His attention wandered as he collected her limbs, plunging a
hook through Lara’s right wrist to leave her arm dangling and tossing her left leg back onto the
butcher table to rest just beneath her crotch.

Leatherface was about to get started on carving up the bits of Lara left behind when he spotted
her head, staring dead-eyed up at the ceiling, lips slightly parted. Letting out an excited chitter,
he scooped the head up and snatched up an old, thoroughly used straight razor. The blade wasn’t
as sharp as it used to be, but it still worked fine for his purposes. Clutching the tomb raider’s
head tightly in one hand, he brought the blade of the razor down over her, eager to see how well
this new face would fit.

W A R N I N G: BLOOD AND GORE. SCENE 3 IS VERY GRAPHIC.

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Rey: The Failed Trail
Artwork by BadgerSFM
Story by SinBad


The planet of Korriban looked horrible below. An ancient Sith planet, it had been abandoned for generations by that point. Scanning for life forms, Rey saw that not only was it uninhibited, it was flooded with life forms unknown to the scanners or even BB-8. Hoping that Poe would forgive her borrowing of his droid, she began her descent, eager to claim whatever artifact that Luke’s ghost had told her was needed to restart the Jedi Order. The thought did cross her mind of why the future of the Jedi would be on the home world of their ancient enemies but her worries ceased when Luke explained that in order to protect the recovered Holocron of force-sensitives, he had hidden it on the last place anyone would look or even want to go.

Touching down, she felt a pull in the force and thumbed the lightsaber of Anakin and then Luke Skywalker. After her own weapon had malfunctioned-due to the lack of instructions on how to build the weapon- she had been forced to reclaim the weapon from the sands. Beginning her trek, she felt another sense, one of unease wash over her. Ignoring her bad feeling, Rey entered the wastes, hoping for a short mission. In ways she could not imagine, she was correct.

The massive wasteland took two whole days to cross, something that she had failed to take into consideration when making the choice to temporarily disable her star-fighter. Entirely a result of her bullheadedness, she had refused the nagging thought to simply circle back and fly closer. By the time she was fed-up with her hike however, she truly had no idea where her ship even was. Shaking her head, she simply believed she could find it when her mission was over. Huffing as she slid down a tall dune, she was rewarded by the sight of cliffs and rocky outcroppings.

Her fingers were bleeding, rubbed raw by the sharp stone by the time she reached the top of the stone monolith. Retrieving the small tube of Bacta from her emergency supplies, Rey rubbed the soothing fluid over her torn hands, crying out as the burning feeling washed over her until her skin was fully repaired. Grinning with self-confidence, she finally stopped to look around, frowning as the top of the cliff appeared to be an arena of some sort.

Something felt strange, her own abilities in the force seeming to be dulled to the point of nothingness. Shaking her head again, she did get a warning of danger as a large boulder fell from the top of one of the surrounding spires. Rushing away, Rey looked up and gasped. Atop the pillar was what must have been what her scanners had picked up. The thing was like a demon from her nightmares. Its head was clean of skin, showing a mixture of bone and muscled accentuated by a set of glowing yellow eyes. Summoning her Lightsaber to her hand in a practiced motion, the Jedi stepped to side and swung the weapon up in a clumsy arc, bisecting the creature in a single motion as it pounced.

The air suddenly felt heavier, each breath seeming to require the same effort as swinging her weapon. Looking over the body, she heard more rumbling around her and stood, steadying herself for more of these… Sith spawn. True to form for her life, a half-dozen of the beasts appeared atop the spires, all bellowing savage war cries. Wincing at the high-pitched screeches, Rey covered her left ear to block them out as the group began its attack! Scooting her feet into the crude fighting position she had taught herself; the new Jedi grasped the hilt with both hands and struck out once again.

A clawed hand was severed shortly before its mutilated head was cut down the middle, not having a chance as Rey sprang her right foot forwards, planting it into the gut of another Sith spawn with enough force to knock it down. Finishing it off with a slash across the chest, Rey gasped as a clawed hand grasped her side and nearly punctured her smooth skin before she counted by stabbing backwards, impaling the - through its chest. Spinning forwards, Rey switched to a reverse-grip, swinging upwards and slicing her next opponent from crotch to skull.

As it fell into halves, she was already moving forwards, ramming her shoulder into the chest of another -. She underestimated the mass of her attackers however, her move costing her as it wrapped its arms around her athletic frame. In that moment, Rey felt the force flow through her and snapped her head back, ramming her cranium into the Hellspawn’s chin. Throwing her hand backwards, she hit the - with a very powerful pulse, sending it flying away as she stood in place, causing the stone pillar behind her to explode as her blade swung again, cutting another of the things in half! Pleased with her success, her smirk faded as a hulking figure stopped towards her and fell completely as more of the beasts appeared…

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Rey’s face twisted into a savage scowl as she let out a war cry of her own, spinning her weapon around in a furious flash of blue, each twirl adding a new scorch to her new opponent’s hide. Ducking down as a large hand swiped above her head, Rey rolled forwards on the ground and spun on her knees, swinging the Lightsaber at chest level which swiftly severed the hulking Sith spawn’s legs at the knees! Standing up, she took a moment to catch a breath. Before the first gasp hit her lungs, another of the weaker beasts had lashed out, catching her robe in its claws before ripping it away!

Rey gasped, both from the embarrassment of having her left breast suddenly exposed as well as the shallow cuts from the claws. Jumping back, she slashed again, severing the left arm of the thin before driving her lightsaber to the hilt into its chest. Ripping it free, she saw another one approaching and spun around the dead - before bending the body over and rolling across its back, flashing the blade around in a diagonal strike which cut off the approaching Hellspawn’s right arm. Beheading it swiftly after, Rey sucked in a fresh breath and felt her shoulders begin to burn from exertion. Ignoring the throbbing ache, she raised her weapon and let another wild fist to hit the pure plasma and fall to the ground. Disemboweling the - right after, she failed to see that her body was slowing down, far worse than any duel she had fought before.

Rey deflected the glancing swipe of a clawed hand, severing two of the fingers when her shoulder suddenly seized up and froze in place. Beginning to panic, she quickly swapped the hilt to her left hand, finishing off the Sith spawn with a stab through the gut. Tying to free the locked joint, she couldn't help it as another of the damned beasts closed in and landed the first blow of the fight, slashing through the light fabric of her robes.

Gasping as the front of her clothing was torn away with ruthless efficiency, the Jedi tried to repeat her earlier push, only making her enemy stumble back as her connection was once again limited. Ducking clumsily underneath another swipe, she swung the blade of plasma across the -'s gut, cauterizing the disembowelment before any entrails could slip out. Huffing and gasping, Rey dropped to her knee and fell onto her pert butt to avoid a kick to the face finding the strength to cut off the foot that had nearly caved her skull in. Laying down and struggling to get up, her efforts were halted by yet another of the hulking Sith spawn, this one succeeding in stomping on her exposed midsection with enough force to nearly make her black out!

A single tear rolled down her face as the saber rolled from her hand, the sudden feeling of shame making her cheeks flush. Her bound hair rolled atop the stone ground, its rough texture harsh against her smooth skin. Rey grunted, rolling onto her side with no small amount of effort as the hulk over her let out a deep grunt that may have been a chuckle. Crying out, the wannabe Jedi felt a rib snap as the massive hand squeezed her torso as the other clawed hand wrapped the remnant of her clothing around a thick finger. As the fabric stretched and warped, the Last of the Jedi cried as she was stripped naked save for her arm wrappings, surrounded by the horde that had bested her! Grunting weakly, Rey was lifted up over the head of the - who bellowed in victory.

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Even a millennia later, the war beasts of the Sith still felt immense hatred towards the agents of the light side of the force. Coupled with the literal piles of war beasts that his lone Jedi had brought down, their animalistic instincts kicked in. Rey’s mostly bare body was dragged inside of the small opening of the Sith spawn’s den, dropping to the floor with a soft groan as her bruised and beaten body crumpled. Her broken rib did her no favors either, the portion of her flesh depressing slightly as she struggled to roll onto her side. Finally succeeding in getting onto her back, she froze solid as the large - that had been responsible for most of her injuries was standing over her with a colossal cock standing erect.

Any feeble attempt she made to flee would have left her still surrounded by the hostile aliens but the brute didn’t allow her to get even that far! Grabbing her by the ankle, the brute yanked on her leg hard, nearly popping the ball from her hip socket. Rey’s eyes nearly popped from their own sockets in response! Croaking and screaming with her second wind, the Jedi tried once more to resist but only failed spectacularly. Swinging a hand towards the brute, her weak swing was blocked just before the bones in her forearm were reduced to powder by a very erect Sith war -.

Rey took her limp, rubbery limb in her working hand and croaked, trying desperately to rush the force through her ruined bones as she had once done for so many others. The thick fog that clouded the force was still there, still rendering her basically powerless to act in her own defense. Nothing reminded her more of that fact then the hulking creature dropping down behind her and spreading her pert ass apart before prodding her virgin anus with his flat tip!

Any strength Rey had left to possibly escape from her better vanished when its monstrous member crammed itself up her rear passage, instantly ripping it apart and providing the croaking Jedi the macabre lubrication of her own blood! Hooking its clawed hands under her arms, the brute snatched her from the floor of the den and held her vertically, bouncing the sobbing warrior up and down its shaft! The rough handling, brutal beatings and shattered bones were already beginning to take their toll on her, her entire body beginning to feel oddly cold on the hot, barren world.

Rey began to swim in and out of consciousness as the insides of her thighs were becoming slicked with her own blood, the damage done to her guts being beyond repair. The brute growled with every press, burying its long and thick cock up her ass and seething with bliss on the withdraw. For another 10 minutes it went on like this, Rey snapping her head from side to side to stay awake. As the - sunk in her rear completely, she finally accepted that she was merely delaying the inevitable. Finally closing her eyes, they were forced back open by the feeling of hot thick cum bursting into her destroyed asshole!

The floor rose to meet here once again and she greeted it a sloppy ‘smack’. Grunting with effort, she could feel her violated rear twitching and cramping as a gory mix of blood and semen ran free. Tilting her head took all she had but the effort was far from worth it. Coming into the den were none other than more of the same infantry beasts that had fought her to begin with! Their rough hands grabbed her all over, forcing her onto her bare feet. Seething as yet another one of the beasts sank up her butt and one more into her tight pussy, relief for the Jedi was finally closing in. Twisting her face into a grimace, Rey felt the sharp talons of a beat’s hand dig into her scalp, tugging hard and fast. Feeling completely powerless for the first time since her interrogation by Kylo, the beaten force-user felt her neck pop and her flesh stretch. The very last gasp of strength she had finally came into effect, allowing her a final primal scream as her fate was relised. With a last hard tug, the Sith spawn rolled its shoulder and with a shriek of its own, tore Rey’s head free from her body!

WARNING : GORE

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The Jedi’s corpse remained lodged on the beasty’s cocks as it kept reaming out her asshole, eagerly slapping away into her destroyed rear despite the sudden sense of accomplishment. Dropping the freshly liberated head to the ground, the slayer of the last Jedi shrieked with annoyance as it was pushed out of the way! Rey’s twitching head was snatched from the ground and prodded by her killers, now more of an oddity than a threat. With her eyes rolled backwards and her brutally torn neck-stump still leaking blood and spinal fluids, the beasts quickly grunted with glee, eager to use their newest toy.

The look of pain was still present on her face as her mouth was wedged apart by a thick finger, probing her twitching throat. Her rolled eyes looked up at the grinning Sith spawn as it slid its stiff member up her chin and past her lips. Playfully darting into the vacant hole, another - got behind the toy and tilted Rey forwards, sliding into her brutally torn neck stump. As both beasts howled with glee, a playful tug of war began with either of the victors sliding her severed head onto their throbbing erections. As her head was being double-penetrated, the brute tugged at its restored cock and growled at the other things waiting for their turns!

Rey’s body hit the floor once again, a large pool of alien semen flowing from both her destroyed ass and her tighter cunt. Bending over, the large war - snatched her sloppy body from where it had been dropped and spun it around, prodding her wrecked backdoor once again. Sinking in fully, it dragged her dismembered remains along its member at a rapid pace, the rage it still had towards the Jedi being more than enough to fuel its lust. Letting a softer grunt fall from its gaping maw, the victorious - took hold of her shattered arm and pulled, nearly tearing that off too. Seeing the - fucking her mouth squeal and stuff her lips, the brute picked up the pace and started to mash into this Jedi fool even harder, the force of the thrusts breaking her pelvis itself!

Seeing its larger brethren pound the corpse into jelly, the lone war-beast wrapped both hands around Rey’s scalp and tugged it on even further, the lack of another cock in her mouth allowing for deeper penetration. Both r*ped the body in unison, matching tempos and even letting out squeals as her loose ass and neck swallowed more of the bulbous members. With a final press, the smaller pair wrenched on her head hard, cackling with glee as the tip of its member finally breached her lips, adding the feeling of soft flesh to the dry texture of her throat. Using her skull fully, the - bounced into its toy with bliss, taking note that the brute was also picking up speed.

WARNING : GORE

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Only seconds later, both froze in place as their balls twisted and pulsed, shuddered and finally spat out their thick, sticky loads deep into her ripped guts and out her mouth! Gasping with raspy voices, the pair looked at one another and ripped free of the dead Jedi. Dropping her sloppy corpse onto the poll of revolting sperms, the brute raised a foot and stepped on the small of her back, forcing its own massive load to squirt from her gaping asshole. The Sith spawn was more considerate however, dragging her head off slowly and making sure her full lips scraped it clean. Backing away with its toy, the spawn left the den with head in hand and raised Rey’s messy face up to the harsh sky and screamed in complete triumph! Seeing the hilt of her weapon still laying on the arena floor, the grinning alien grabbed it and wedged the bottom into a crevice. Rotating her face so it would always be facing the sun, the thing crammed her cum-lubed throat onto the top. Stepping back and nodding, it retreated to its own den, leaving the severed head of the last jedi to bake in the Korriban heat, leaving her body to the whims of the brute.

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