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799 No. 799 ID: 5123b8 Stickied hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [First 100 posts] [Last 50 posts]
This is a thread for requests of stories. If requests are not posted here, they will be deleted and repeat offenders may be manned. Before ANY stories are requested you are to check to see if they are in the 7chan mirror at.

http://3litchan.org/7/

There you will find a "mirror" of /elit/ before it went down.

If you do not find the story that you are looking for there than you may request it here. Be sure to be as descriptive as possible when requesting, AND MAKE SURE TO READ OTHER REQUESTS AND RESPONSES TO SEE IF YOUR ANSWER IS THERE FIRST.

Other than that. Just keep readin' a writin'.

Cowboy
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>> No. 5215 ID: 829dae
Alright, trying hard to find two stories, but can't remember where I originally read them or their titles.

First story is kinda sci-fi, if I remember correctly. At one point in the story, a human girl gets banished to a wilderness where she falls in with a pack of wolf-like creatures and is sexually initiated into their pack. This is only one chapter of the story, the rest of which takes place in a futuristic urban area.

Second story is contemporary and incest-themed. A girl visits the beach, meets a cute boy with a large penis. Boy has sexually open relationship with mother. Been looking for this one for ages.



Why can I just save shit to my HD?


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797 No. 797 ID: 5123b8 Stickied hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
This is a thread to all authors and readers. Though you are not required to, I would recommend that you post a back up of your story at, http://3litchan.org/ this is to ensure that your story stays preserved and that if 7chan is to go down AGAIN. Than your story will still be readable and update able.

I also recommend to all authors and readers that you visit us at the IRC at irc.7chan.org in /elit/. If you just google IRC and a clients instructions than you will be ok. Feel free the post ask how questions in this thread, and we'll try to answer as soon as possible. Remember that the IRC is where we communicate to make desicions and figure out our options. So feel free to stop by and say ask for help, voice your opinion, or just say howdy.

Adios,
Cowboy
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>> No. 4287 ID: fe5718
HEY! We're making an archive. Yes, we've actually started it this time. It's here at http://3litchan.org So check it out! If there are any more stories that you would like to see archive that are FINISHED! Than please send a copy cleaned up (that means no comments and barbaric misspelling yadda yadda) to 1subject@live.com And we'll see if it don't just get up in the archive. So go read one you may not have before or maybe an old favorite.

Adios,
Cowboy


No. 5229 ID: 25810d hide watch quickreply [Reply]
This was my first incest story. I usually write for eroticstories.com, however they don't allow "deviant" writings.

This story contains incest. You have been warned.


My Sisters Top - By zoobleezoo1490
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Spring cleaning is always such a drag in my house. Every fucking spring my mom makes us go through all our bullshit and get rid of stuff. Most of the time I end up loosing a ton of shit I would rather just hold on to, but that’s beside the point.

Last week I was going through a bag of laundry my mother was going to give to goodwill to make sure it didn’t have any t-shirts I liked when something happened.. Sorting through all the stuff I came across a blue striped bikini top. I recognized it as my little sister Stephanie’s. She stopped wearing it last year when she turned fourteen. She was just starting to get a little too big for it if you know what I mean. I held it in my hand and paused from going through the rest of the laundry. She used to wear this when her friends would come over in the summer time. She had two girl friends that would come over and they would jump through the sprinkler in the front lawn together in their bathing suits. I would always watch through my bedroom window at them with a huge hard on. The water was always freezing cold and when I saw their nipples poke out through their tops, I couldn’t resist. Several times, when the girls got a little touchy feely as girls do, I ended up jacking off while watching them.

As I stared at thing tan fabric lining the inside of the top, I had a perfect image in my head of my sister in that old blue striped bikini again. She was pulling down the cup of her top and rubbing her nipples.

Then I thought of Stephanie’s giggly friends again… it never did bother me that I was jacking off to a group that contained my sister.. I wonder if that turned me on a little. Now, all I could think about was sucking on her young breasts..

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Ok, so this is the first time i have written a story such as this. I hope it goes well, suggestions accepted. I'm posting the first part to see if its worth continuing.

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“Here goes nothing.” Thought a mischievous-looking William, leaning against the wall just outside the women’s locker-room. He took a deep breath, walked up to the locker room door and pulled it open, casually striding inside. “Hello ladies.” he nonchalantly announced as he put his stuff down on one of the benches, opened a locker, and began to change. However, once he had his shirt off, he paused, the room dead silent. Not the reaction he had been hoping for. “Something wrong?” he asked as he turned to face several lividly furious, yet half-naked, college women. After a quick glance around the room, he quickly realized this wasn’t the locker-room he had meant to enter. “This wouldn’t happen to be the Cheerleader’s Locker room by chance, would it?” he asked with a hint of nervousness. “No! Guess again.” One of the girl’s snarled as another pointed out a poster just above the entrance to him. “Ah…” he said with a gulp. “Rugby… my apologies ladies. Looks like I have the wrong changing room.” He said, quickly gathering his stuff and bolting out of the room, shouting, “Was nice staring…I mean talking with you ladies, gotta go!” Unfortunately for him, half the team was already dressed and came charging after him. “Jeez, they sure do know how to hold a grudge.” He said to himself as he sprinted as fast as he could down the hallway. Rounding a corner, he ducked into what looked to be an empty classroom before the rubgby could catch up. After slamming the door behind him, he slid to the floor in relief. “Man, that was way too close.” As he looked around the room, he found he was not alone. An equally surprised Irish-looking young man was staring at him.
‘Well he doesn’t seem too intimidating’” William thought to himself after calming himself down. Getting up, he strode over to the guy, extending his hand to him and introduced himself. “Hey, you don’t seem to bad, bookworm, I’m William Za…” he started, but was interrupted by the he
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>> No. 5195 ID: e1bc45
slow but interesting character dynamics
>> No. 5198 ID: 3377d9
inb4 gay sex to make up.
>> No. 5228 ID: c3f382
Any moar?


No. 5172 ID: 3377d9 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
Post the weirdest, most engrish filled, or worst written erotica stories you can find/write.

Here's one:
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(F/F, Infantilism?)
Once upon a time, when the general rules of human physiology and logic were too drunk to do their jobs, a girl named Mandy woke up in her bed. Mandy was a beautiful girl who had beautiful hair and beautiful eyes and a beautiful smile that was very beautiful. She was also very small for her age, which people thought was cute even though her small size was probably caused by some horrific, incurable disease. She was also a girl, which meant she had BIG HONKING BOOBS and a VAGINA!!!!1 Every day when she woke up she would put on a top hat and dance and dance and dance, because she was named Mandy and that's what Mandies do. Today was different, though because she realized that sometime during the night before, SHE'D WET THE BED!

"OH NO! I HAVE WET THE BED!" Screamed Mandy. Suddenly, the door exploded and Mandy's mommy walked in with a rocket launcher.

"AH HA! My parental radar was correct! You've been a bad, naughty, SEXY little girl, Mandy! Now, bend over so I can SPANK YOU!" She said. She then took Mandy by the wrist and spanked her hard on the ass.

"If you decide to act like a baby, you'll BE A BABY! You're going to wear DIAPERS little Ms. PeePee McPeePee!"

"OH NO!" Mandy exclaimed. She cried because diapers were embarrassing and bad for the environment. Mandy's Mommy then put her into her diapers and rubbed babypowder into her VAGINA, a process described in plodding, unreasonably precise detail.

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>> No. 5209 ID: 641715
>>5172
Holy fucking shit, i havent laughed this hard in like forever :D thank you!
>> No. 5213 ID: af5355
>>5205
I-I posted that on /men/!
It's from a good friend of mine, check out her stuff sometime, she has a great Shadow of the Collosues fanfic, it involves colloseus/wanderer and results in Mpreg.
>> No. 5227 ID: 3377d9
>>5213
maybe I should copypasta them here?


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3657 No. 3657 ID: 89be42 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [Last 50 posts]
A cascade of blonde hair blocks her view of the sun, delicious weight on her lap, and strawberry lips press against hers, just for a moment, just enough to send waves of surprise and panic crashing through her. Then the park is in view again and Chelsea is climbing off of Dani's lap, pulling away her delicious weight, and around her everything is slower than it should be -- wind like warm honey, leaves frozen in place -- all except for Chelsea.

"What . . . " Dani asks, not really to Chelsea but anyone.

"You should see the look on your face, Dans," Chelsea laughs, blonde sparkling magnificently. Dani's eyes are wider than ever, heart racing, cheeks flushed. Slowly the world rights itself, and afternoon city life replaces the buzzing: a jackhammer, compressed air, clanging steel.

"Did you just kiss me?" Dani asks. Sure, of course she has, but something's wrong with the connections in her head because her left brain seems a little ahead of her right brain. Like she's disagreeing with herself. She shakes her head. "Why did you just kiss me?" she corrects herself.

"Like I said," Chelsea said, "you should see the look on your face."

No, no, no. Shit. Dani groans and rubs her forehead. "You know how many people probably saw that?"

"Why should you care?" Chelsea asked, dancing in front of her. "You'll be at a new school next year. Tomorrow's the last day."

"So? They're gonna think I'm -- that we're -- Chelsea!"
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>> No. 4768 ID: 89be42
>>4674
Also you might be interested in
http://www.7chan.org/elit/res/4415.html

but it's MM so ... well, don't be shy.
>> No. 5163 ID: f910e2
Arr. Back to the front page. Any chance of a short or three?
>> No. 5226 ID: f910e2
>>5163
Seconded.


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1181 No. 1181 ID: 9ff132 hide watch expand quickreply [Reply] [Last 50 posts]
Hullo guys. Yar, I have another story. This one I work on when I'm having trouble working on Chaos Star, I work on this.

Before someone troll decides to try and chew on me, I shall say this. Yes, I am a fan of the truly fantastic story Gingers. It was the first elit story I've ever read and it inspired me to write this story. There are some things that are similar, but this is my own story and in no way am I ripping Gingers off.

So anyway, please enjoy. This story is also floating around 3elitchan, but I think I'll use it for more archival purposes, though I'll keep both updated.

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Tags: MF, Mult, FF, MM, reluc, mag, slave, het, bi, fant, humor, furry, D/S, span, rough, BD, humil, gang, swing, orgy, harem, interr, 1st, oral, anal, mastrb, pett, toys, exhib, voy, violent

"She went this way! Hounds' got her scent." Re'al pushed herself further, limbs bloodied from running over rocks and through thick shrubbery, trying to evade her pursuers who were close behind, their baying dogs growing louder and louder as she crashed through throny brush, unfortunately leaving a wide and clear trail for them to follow. A hidden root snagged her bare foot, causing Re'al to stumble forward, spraining her ankle badly. Head over heels she rolled, landing in a muddy creaky, mud splashing over her creamy flesh and golden scales. Teeth gritted in pain, she tried to get back up, but hot bolts of pain laced up her leg, her ankle was badly injured. As a last resort, she tried to crawl, but the men and their dogs caught up with her. "Here's the slippery bitch." She hissed angrily, water splashing as her tail thrashed behind her. The dogs whined and retreated, but the men came forward, electrified cattle prods in hand. Re'al shrieked and thrashed wildly as high voltage bolts wrecked havoc on her, rendering her limbs useless and sending her mind into confused spin. In her haze, all she could hear were blurred voices and see blurred colors pass her by as she was carried off, thrown into the back of a van, and shipped off.

When she regained consciousness, Re'al found herself stuck in a kneeling
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>> No. 5216 ID: b76ae5
>>5149
An instinct to kill your own offspring? Such a trait would never survive. Unless you meant an instinct for the child to kill the mother, which still poses problems but at least it's better.
>> No. 5219 ID: 09eee6
>>5216

Ya, it's the reason their society collapsed, which will crop up in the story soon. The Queens, through the years, kept killing each other until their entire social structure collapsed.

The Queen is less likely to kill off her own offspring than another Gold wyrm outside of her genetics, though there is still a chance. Gold wyrms outside of the current Queen's immediate family are killed or kill her and take her place, if that makes any sense.
>> No. 5225 ID: 7071ce
>>5219
not on a social level but on a genetical level.

if you tend to kill your offfspring and birth them alive (not in eggs or something) your genetic traits are likely to die out


No. 5099 ID: b8faec hide watch expand quickreply [Reply]
Violation of the Sacred

tags: M/F, rape, preg

Author's Note: This story starts in medias res, so if things are a little confusing at first, bear with it.

Chapter One: Stand My Ground

His boots clicked crisply on the cold stone floor, his pace purposeful and quick, but not frantic. His cloak swished as he turned a corner, only meters away from his final destination. If his estimations were correct, the next room would be his goal.

Opening out onto an expansive hall, he found himself in a poshly decorated area. Torches ensconced on the walls were the only lighting, flickering madly in the air heavy with magical presences... both his own and others.

"Welcome, Maou." The haughty voice of the warrior girl at the far end of the room had a maturity far beyond her years. Though barely five foot in stature, she stood proudly. Twin tails of blonde spilled over a heavy purple cloak down her back, and she was clad in gleaming silver armor, her heavy sword at the ready. Twenty other similarly attired female knights lined the hall, their expressions determined. "I'm afraid that you've walked into our trap."

The demon lord, bound in his weakened human form as he was, levels a calm smile back. "Hello to you too, Julia-chan," he purred, their respective tones tell of a hate-filled history. "You look pretty happy with yourself."
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>> No. 5137 ID: 0c7d3f
There is a hentai much like this ... or so I heard.
>> No. 5138 ID: d9f3be
>>5137

Well covered my friend, well covered.

To OP: Looks pretty awesome so far, if a litte heartbreaking!
>> No. 5224 ID: b8faec
Chapter three coming soon


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WE NEED CLOCKWORK CORPSE BACK
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>> No. 5190 ID: 7b3adb
>>5182

You know, for the life of me I can't remember what we were doing at the time. All I remember was him saying something random, turned and ran in a direction; which was into the street. He failed to see the incoming sedan, got hit, rolled over the hood, and face down on the road.

I was so freaked out, but he just stood up, shook his head, and "What the fuck happened."

He only had a few scrapes and a bruise or two, but he was okay. The drive didn't press charges either; she was just glad he was okay.

I don't think he was stoned when he got hit, but he sure as hell did after all that.
>> No. 5217 ID: 7b3adb
The following Saturday had to be one of the more interesting days. It started off when I woke up after having a repeat of that dream where I turned into a girl, only this time there wasn’t any bright light or Lexus didn’t wake me. I just woke up the moment I felt my bare bottom touch the fabrics of the giant pillow, and I woke up with a raging erection.

After calming myself down, and dispelling the thought of masturbation, I came out of my room to find that my parents were gone. There was a letter on the fridge saying that they were going into town to run some errands, and won’t be back until later today. They apologized and said they’ll bring me back something for dinner, and added that I need to do some chores around the house.

Shrugging, I turned on the stereo to some alternative rock, ate some breakfast, and got started on those chores. The dishes were done rather quick, and sweeping the kitchen was no problem. But while I was vacuuming the living room, I started to notice some things. It wasn’t like it earlier that morning, but the coffee table was suddenly all neat. All the magazines that were scattered over it was now it a nice pile. And the remote control for the TV/stereo/DVD player was now neatly organized in a little line in the middle, rather the remotes all over the place. And for an added effect, one of my mother’s scented candles sat there on a coaster, freshly lit.

Now I remember very clearly that I didn’t do that, not yet at least, and here I was looking down at it in confusion. I shook it off and went on vacuuming. The next was when I went back into the kitchen to put a glass I found in the sink, to find that the dishes that sat in the drainer, was put away. I didn’t put the dishes away; I just left them in the drainer for a bit to put away later. That was another thing done.

I was starting to get a little freaked out, but I went alone with my business, trying to forget it. Maybe I had done it all but was still so tired that I forgot?

I turned to take the trash out, tied up and bag and took it out into the trash can. When I came back, there was a fresh bag in the can, and I knew for sure that I didn’t do that
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>> No. 5223 ID: c8abde
shit's gonna hit the fan


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This is a story I started writing. Trying to work out whether I should turn it into an elit or leave it as is. Feedback on people's opinions would be nice. It's about two people growing up in the slums of Detroit around drugs, gangs and Violence. Here goes...


Dark night. A single flickering bulb illuminates the destroyed shell that had once been a home. Now abandoned by the dwindling middle class as they had fled this doom of destitution.
Once a place of light and family. Now a place of death.

'Do it.' The gravelly voice echoed through the empty halls.

'No... no I can't.' a second voice, almost paralysed with fear.

'Fucking do it!'

'I don't want to die. I want to live.' Sobbed the man hunched up against the wall.

'Mother Fucker you're already dead. Your heart stopped beating the moment you stole from me. All you have left now is whether your light goes out fast.' He paused, sliding a six inch serrated hunting knife from his baggy jeans. 'or slow. Now put it in your mouth.'
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>> No. 5175 ID: 24155a
BUMP
>> No. 5187 ID: 24af4a
>>5132
Haha what would be the point if it all happened in the first hundred pages?


>>5133
I live in Australia most of the time but I'm overseas fucking around probably 4-5 months of every year but if you're buying why the hell not eh?

>>5136
Going to write it anyway but thanks for the offer

>>5158
Sorry to wreck your day... this story isn't so light hearted but I hope you're enjoying it anyway.

The meagre wages Lara brought home from the hotel were just enough to keep them afloat. He looked everywhere for work still, but he knew it was the delivery for the Sons of Man that was the only thing that could save them.

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>> No. 5222 ID: 143d33
MOAR!!!!!!!!
DONT STOP EVAR! THEN PUBLISH THE SHIT OUT OF THIS!
OBLIGATORY CAPS FOR CONTENT


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