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A Paravin classic 2012

"an emission is starting, i repeat:an emission is starting. take cover immmedietly!"

Paravin, that was amazing. Just amazing. Totally worth the we-wait.

[QUOTE=Paravin;34174513]He nervously circled around his office, the steps making only a shuffling sound to the layer of dust on the concrete floor. Five mysterious attacks in five nights in the middle of the Bar,” the safest area in the entire Zone ”, as Duty liked to promote it. However five dead bodies made the situation seem a lot different. And it wasn’t the fact that they were killed, it was the conditions in how they arrived to the morgue. Disemboweled, missing their eyes and their mouths no more than huge, bloody holes torn open wide. It took something horrible to do this, but would a mutant go through so much work just to kill someone, and no one had ever seen a beast kill someone like this. It had to be a human, and people die easily when they are shot. He would get this sick motherfucker and he would restore the delicate peace of the Bar, just like a security officer should. The trip to the armory wasn’t long. A few hallways and intersections later he arrived at the heavily fortified vault where the faction kept all its peace keeping methods. The post guard looked at him for a split second, spat out a quick ‘’Hey, boss’’, and went back to reading a small book. He took his standard gear and, for safety, got a Kevlar vest in case the opponent managed to shoot back. Throwing in some full magazines in his pouch he turned on his heel and marched outside and soon the night engulfed him. The scope on his heavily modified assault rifle was factory-made for fighting in low/no light conditions, so he decided that the best course of action would be to quickly climb the tower and keep watch of the entire area. If the sicko had attacked the previous five nights it was only natural he would attack today. However what should he hope for? That no one gets hurt or that he catches him in the act? Should he kill him or bring him in for questioning and court? What if he misses? These questions were on his mind as he quickly ascended the old factory clock-tower, taking a defensive position on the ramp up-top. And so he started watching for any movement and disturbances. Hours went by and still nothing. It was as quiet as the area always was – nothing except for the quiet voice in the loudspeaker, some drunks trying to get to the warehouse so they can go to sleep and a strange hissing sound, which he presumed was the wind. Nothing at all, this entire night was a waste. Turning on safety on his weapon he turned around and started heading down to ground level. He wasn’t even half-way when something grabbed his ankle and made him trip. He started falling down all those stairs, his weapons lost somewhere in the dark. Finally he stopped and, ignoring the dull pain in his skull, he rose up arms raised in a defensive position as he used to learn in boxing school. Something approached. He opened his mouth to taunt the man, however.. it wasn’t a man. If you tried to describe it you could say it was a mix between a pseudogiant and a bloodsucker, with other parts independent. The body even though very large seemed to be very nimble and it managed to move around quite quick using its sharp-clawed slender arms. It didn’t seem like a product of mating. It looked like an entirely new breed of mutant. And he was unarmed in front of it, with no idea how to fight it. The Duty manual didn’t cover such situations. Before he could devise an escape route the creature was already on him. It was heavy and it knocked out all the air that was in his lungs, he couldn’t scream nor gasp in a breath. With a butchers precision it sliced through his chest skin and pierced the lungs. The horrible pain and health lessons back in his schooling days made him realize, that he had mere seconds or minutes left to live. Once the oxygen ended he would be dead. So he didn’t fight it, he just laid on the ground and allowed the beast to have a feast on his insides. Before he passed out and died, the creature had decided on another thing he wanted to. It rose up over him on all fours. It was now that the dying man could see a phallus like object extending from a sheathe located on the underside of the monster. It was huge. Much larger than he had ever seen one on a man. Larger than a horses. And now he understood what it wanted from him – a quick romp before his body went cold. He expected the creature to take him from behind and was surprised when it positioned its wet penis at his head, near his mouth. It was too wide, it wouldn’t fit in, he thought, it just wouldn’t god damn fit in there! It wasn’t a problem for the enraged mutant who jammed the tip in the mouth and started pushing. The first inches went in normally, however, the hole started to be too small. Putting on more and more pressure the creature held the human while he did his deed and soon the corners of the mouth had already been torn, the skin ripping apart and allowing more of the beast inside. The officer could only silently scream as the organ entered his body and destroyed his face. Why was he still alive? This agony was too much, he wished he had a way to end it, then he remembered. The hand grenades in his pack. Thanking god in his mind he carefully took out one and pulled the pin. It wouldn’t be long. At the same time the creature started pulling out and creating a rhythm. In a few seconds it was jackhammering his mouth, destroying any known facial traits he used to have. And at the moment when it finally released his disgusting, hot seed into the nearly-dead man the grenade went off, ripping apart the man and tearing off the penis and the hind legs of the creature. It roared out in pain and tried to escape, however the blood loss was too much for it and the mutant collapsed soon. The Bar would be peaceful once more.[/QUOTE] -My obligatory shocked comment inserted here-

[QUOTE=Rasputinator;34173297]Join the Defiance faction near the Bridge in Cordon. Talk to Father Valarian. Defiance is basically Loners I think, same patches and armour. Uh oh, page 34 is very close. My eyes will bleed, I'm sure of it![/QUOTE] FFS. You join the loner faction by waiting until all of the "Join a faction or become a loner" prompts go away. It's just on a timer.

Page 34 soon, fellow Stalker! Oh really, when? [IMG]http://i.imgur.com/ffoEm.jpg[/IMG]

[QUOTE=Rasputinator;34174736]Page 34 soon, fellow Stalker![/QUOTE] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [URL="http://i.imgur.com/dt0kX.jpg"]Hey guys, remember this ?[/URL] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [URL="http://i.imgur.com/39fJF.jpg"]Or this ?[/URL] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/F00z1.jpg[/img] [QUOTE=croguy;34174997][url=http://rule34-images.paheal.net/_images/3f4561b3f0f66c98d36b734519adc7bb/454404%20-%20Oniontrain%20S.T.A.L.K.E.R.%20izlom.jpg]worse things.[/url][/QUOTE] That is fucking horrible [img]http://i.imgur.com/ZMsbj.png[/img]

im browsing this page with my eyes as much closed as possible.

[QUOTE=Muukkis;34174904][img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [URL="http://i.imgur.com/dt0kX.jpg"]Hey guys, remember this ?[/URL] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img] [URL="http://i.imgur.com/39fJF.jpg"]Or this ?[/URL] [img]http://sae.tweek.us/static/images/emoticons/emot-nws.gif[/img][/QUOTE] [url=http://rule34-images.paheal.net/_images/4d0c581aa75b2116d0cb36cdf61e1e58/729751%20-%20Oniontrain%20S.T.A.L.K.E.R.%20burer.JPG]I've seen[/url] [url=http://rule34-images.paheal.net/_images/3f4561b3f0f66c98d36b734519adc7bb/454404%20-%20Oniontrain%20S.T.A.L.K.E.R.%20izlom.jpg]worse things.[/url]

20 more posts on this page [editline]asdas[/editline] I'm dead.

I said cum in, don't just stand there!

-sbip-

[QUOTE=Etcetera;34174646]FFS. You join the loner faction by waiting until all of the "Join a faction or become a loner" prompts go away. It's just on a timer.[/QUOTE] Actually it's not on a timer you just have to get your reputation with the loners up about half-way and not join a faction yet.

oh god why.

[QUOTE=IAmAnooB;34169592]Loving Call of Pripyat. Playing it instead of sleeping right now. (playing on master, second time I try to play it) I just have a question, is it possible in some way to camp/sleep/wait at campsites with a fire on? Because I don't want to stroll all over the map during the night. So I would want to wait that out.[/QUOTE] sometimes you can ask NPCs "what are you up to" and it gives you the option to pay them to lead you to certain parts of the map. you can use that to get to skadovsk

So gsc confirmed keepin on working? fuck yea.

Hai guys. [quote]Gluhar opened the cupboard and looked inside. Deciding on some Marley soup for breakfast, he took out the “bread” and set up the Flame artifact. It was Sunday, and he was in the base alone. Then again, he was always alone these days. His bro had left him two months ago when he left to defend the Barrier and he had never really realized how dear his brother was. He sighed, life was cruel sometimes. Still, he had one advantage other people did not when it came to company. He turned to look at Para as it padded into the kitchen. it was a fully-grown X-lab pseudogiant, about two meters in height with a thick and weathered hide. Gluhar was extremely lucky to have it as a pet; Freedom never had to worry about mutants when it was around. He sighed once more, remembering Bob Marley as he took a bite from the pulsating bread. Unfortunately, it wasn't weed that killed the genius, but a conspiracy. He was dead sure of it. Fucking americans. The toast ignited near the artefact and Gluhar put it on a plate, spreading some boar fat on it's surface. Para looked at him expectantly, big eyes gleaming in the morning light. „I'll get yours as well, don't worry,” he told the hungry pseudogiant, turning back to the fridge. He was extremely lucky that his pseudogiant was drugged by the scientists, he trusted it completely. He knew that it wouldn't hurt him, that was special enough. Ozersky had done a really good job with Para. Throwing some large hunks of fleshy barbs to Para it padded over and gulped them down quickly. One of the downsides of having a pet pseudogiant was that they tended to cost a lot in the food department. He watched him for a minute, before returning to his daily tasks around the base. Para went and lay down in the sun near the watch towers, closing it's eyes. „It's always asleep,” Gluhar sighed as he saw it, shaking his head. He knew that pseudogiants slept a lot, but Para just seemed a tad lazy, even in it's prime. It wasn't old, but it definitely wasn't young either. Still, when it woke up later he decided that he would race with it outside. At least he wouldn't be so bored, because guard duty got pretty fucking dull at times. After cleaning the Cook's room, he put his gear away and flopped down on his bed, slowly taking his clothes off. He hated to admit it, but he was sex deprived. A quick bit of relief and a quick nap would be the ticket. He spread his legs and slowly began to stroke his magnificient free cock, his fingers sliding across his shaft sensually. He continued this for a few minutes, thinking of some hot bloodsuckers. He distrusted people a little now, considering the state his last girlfriend had left him in. Unfortunately, it was a bit of a turn off, so he stopped his masturbation and laid there sadly. „I'm never going to find a new partner,” he sighed unhappily. With a start, he realised the Para was in the doorway. He patted the bed and it slowly lumbered over, hopping up with a quick motion. The bed cracked a under it's massive bulk and fell apart. Bad idea, Gluhar thought to himself. He shrugged his shoulders, and reaching out he scratched it behind the ears, which he knew it liked very much. Unusually, however, it seemed disinterested. „What's wrong?” he whispered as it started to lick his fingers. He smiled, it was a little ticklish. it continued for a few moments before he realised it was the same hand he used to fap. He wondered whether it was a coincidence. he found out very quickly. In a swift motion it brought it's head down to his precum-soaked erection, taking a few sniffs. Gluhar looked at him, now a little unsure as to what was going on. Suddenly, it licked him, straight across his needy meat. Gluhar gasped, shocked, he hadn't expected that. It went back for more, slowly working it's long tongue onto his cock. „Freakish mutie, what are you do… oh god that's good,” Gluhar moaned as it reached a sensitive spot. He tried to push it's head away softly but his heart wasn't in the action, it felt too good to stop it. He thought about it for a moment, surely it couldn't be that bad to let it have a few licks. It couldn't have any radiation in it's mouth after all this time in the base, right? Para looked at him and he made his choice. Plus, he needed some sexual attention anyway. He spread his legs and Para took the hint, pressing it's huge, rough tongue around his dick. It was pretty good at it, he noted. „Mmmmm,” he grunted as it ran it's tongue around his cock, making him shiver in delight. „Oh Para, it feels so fucking good,” he moaned, stroking it's head jerkily. It's tongue was covered in a rough texture, which was making the experience all the more pleasurable for him. he rocked his hips a little, feeling a climax building. What was he doing, he thought? Letting a pseudogiant have oral sex with him. „I am desperate,” he said, but somehow he didn't agree with that statement. Maybe he just liked Para. All of his thoughts were put on hold as he hit orgasm. He shuddered and moaned, making Para pull it's head back to watch him. When he spurted the last time he laid back on the bed and looked at his pet. „Thanks for that,” he said with a smile, „I really needed that.” Gluhar was about to close his eyes when suddenly, Para put a paw either side of his body and looked down into his eyes. It had an odd expression and Gluhar tried to sit up, but he couldn't move past it's heavy bulk. „What's up?” he asked, looking down. Then he saw it. Para's cock was fully erect, a bead of pre hanging from the tip. Gluhar gasped, the full implications of his actions now coming to him in full perspective. „It wants to fuck me!” he thought, panicking a little. He tried to move out from under it, but it placed a paw on his chest, holding him in place. He took another look at it's package, it had very big balls and it's cock was very pointy, not to mention massive in every way. It was very long, a lot longer than a humans but much thicker. Barbs covered the tip, which made his a little anxious should it try to put it inside of him. However, that did seem to be it's intention. It dropped it's weight onto his, careful not to crush him. He knew that it probably wouldn't hurt intentionally him, but now it was a little apprehensive. How could he stop this? Then again, did he want to? It's oral had been superb. „Para, this is seriously fucked up, I'm telling you!” he told it forcefully. It looked at him as if to say, so? He shook his head, knowing he would never be able to overpower or escape it. He just hoped that it wouldn't hurt him too much. Now that he knew there was no other choice, he found himself wondering how good it would be. It had his legs spread with it's body, and it moved a little closer. It thrust experimentally but only succeeded in poking his cheeks. The next trust was a bit high of its intended target. The third hit dead center. Gluhar cried out in pain as he was penetrated by his huge pseudogiant, hilting itself within him. „Ahhh!” he exclaimed as it's length was pushed deep into his body. Para looked at him, worried it might have hurt it's mate. Once Gluhar had grasped back reality, he looked at him from between it's front legs. „Don't worry, I have hemorrhoids anyway,” he told him, „go a bit easier, okay?” He couldn't tell whether it understood, but it pulled back out of him. He cursed himself for telling it to go slow, it's barbs were dragging along his sensitive walls. „That's so… oh god yes,” he moaned as it thrust back in, pinning him to the bed. He could feel the rumbling in it's chest, the power of it's limbs, the bulk of it's position. He reminded himself that Para was a pseudogiant and may just kill him afterwards. Still, he wanted to finish it now that it had it's thick rod inside of him. „Do it. We're already this far, let's fuck in the name of Freedom,” he proposed. Para slid out once more and slowly rocked into him, it's pulsating mutanthood slipping in and out of his hairy opening. It felt a thousand times better than he had expected; it was really good at it. Every thrust made his mind slowly lose its focus, surrendering to his pleasure. He could feel Para's chest rumbling as it took him penetrating him powerfully with it's stiff meat. It's length was pretty wonky, mutated with some bumps here and there, he noted, which made him feel even better as it probed his anal cavity. Even if he wanted to stop now, which he definitely didn't, he couldn't anyway. His big male pseudogiant was mating with him now, trying to release it's seed into him. „Harder,” Gluhar gasped, to which Para gladly agreed. it's cock slammed into him, sliding right down as far as it could go. Gluhar cried out in pain as it pulled out and repeated the action, fucking him with all of it's immense strength. He wrapped it's arms around it's mane, moaning every time it's massive jackhammer entered his body. He could feel it's big balls slapping his own as it did. They went on like this for countless minutes, fucking, raping, molesting or whatever it could be called. It was wild, that's what it could be called. Para was growling in pleasure as it relentlessly rammed it's thick cock into his human asshole. It's whole length was slippery with his feces and dripping precum, but it didn't make it's barbs any less enjoyable for him. Gluhar wasn't going to be able to last much longer, not with it's amazing pace and skill. He could feel his climax building, and knew he would have to surrender to it. „Para, I'm about to fucking cum,” he moaned to his dominating mutant. With a gasp of utmost pleasure he came, clamping down on it's dick hard as his body shook with the pleasure of his orgasm. It was the most incredible feeling he had ever experienced, being brought to climax by a pseudogiant. Para thrust into him a few more times, but his orgasm had been too much for it as well. With a wild roar it came, hilting itself within him. They both roared out in unison as it's thick, creamy cum spurted into his intestines, filling his anal depths and even leaking onto the bed. it's cock twitched as ropes of it's pseudogiant seed coated his insides, making Gluhar dizzy with excessive pleasure. Gluhar was astounded by the sheer amount of pseudogiant cum that Para was dumping in him. It leaked out from his well-pounded ass and dripped on the bedsheets. „That was fucking amazing,” he gasped, Para growling in satisfaction above him. It pulled out of him, barbs scraping his sensitive walls one more time. It's fluids dripped onto his legs as it dismounted. Lying down beside him, Para looked at it's new bitch with large eyes. The Freedomer smiled and patted it's thick skull, kissing it on the nose softly. „Thank you,” he whispered, closing his eyes. „You're welcome.” [/quote]

I thought that was for free.

To "join" loners in TFW, you need to level up once (1,500 xp). An don't join anyone 'till you do, of course.

OKAY WHAT

[QUOTE=Paravin;34174513]-nice story-[/QUOTE] Bravo! Bravo! I love it! oh and by the way paravin i hope you like being a pseudogiant :v: i think page 34 is now a success, doncha think?

You too I guess.

[QUOTE='[Green];34175329']Hai guys.[/QUOTE] great story, really hot... Now I want a pet pseudogiant.

[quote]Pseudogiant sex[/quote] I come back to check on the thread because I miss playing STALKER and I see THIS?

Yay I haven't missed page 34! I drew [URL="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/006/3/2/stalker_bloodsucker_by_sfariel-d4ljldw.jpg"]this[/URL] with some tiny help from Crisis. Happy page 34 everyone.

The lack of bloodfuckers is disturbing. [QUOTE=SFArial;34175493]Yay I haven't missed page 34! I drew [URL="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/006/3/2/stalker_bloodsucker_by_sfariel-d4ljldw.jpg"]this[/URL] with some tiny help from Crisis. Happy page 34 everyone.[/QUOTE] [sp]Blowout soon fellow stalker.[/sp]

[QUOTE=SFArial;34175493]Yay I haven't missed page 34! I drew [URL="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/006/3/2/stalker_bloodsucker_by_sfariel-d4ljldw.jpg"]this[/URL] with some tiny help from Crisis. Happy page 34 everyone.[/QUOTE] Hey dat's pretty coo' Should try making bloodfucker stories someday, but barbed cocks are still hip. I should try poltergeists next, I got a couple of ideas.

[QUOTE='[Green];34175516']Hey dat's pretty coo' Should try making bloodfucker stories someday, but barbed cocks are still hip. I should try poltergeists next, I got a couple of ideas.[/QUOTE] please do, as soon as possible.

[QUOTE=ThatCrazyGmanV2;34175521]please do, as soon as possible.[/QUOTE] Nah, totally not making it in time for this page anymore, let's see around page 69.