The end? This is more like the title of the prologue! (Of a never ending book :D )
Even when running a train on someone, it's better with appropriate clothing
Obviously, this is not the end
Looks like mooses totally convinced this bear for them to run a train on him
I wonder what it feels like getting your pee pee vacuumed
Looks like mooses totally convinced this bear for them to run a train on him
Sketch #9
(From the 2nd YCH)
It would seem that Perry wanted to come over for a fight! Turns out that poodle boy didnβt realize it would be a 2v1! Gear and Gage take to the battle field and attack Perry! But in the end it seems Perry is completely fine with losing for now >;3!
The more the merrier.
Fourth part of a story from KaloFoxFire, illustrated by yours truly!
Happy birthday to Director Vinyl who is incredibly hot and powerful
She's proving her dominance amongst the stars by getting the Star Fox crew under her paws, and Star Wolf is next...
They all love her so much, as she well deserves
And so do I~
Cel-Shading Commission for: SerbianSockFight
commission
"Run diagnostics." The Queen of a fox muttered.
She gave a sigh as the digits ran across the emerald visor of the enslaved hero, turning over every digital stone in their search for the endless blips that had been showing up in his performance. Not a single piece of programming was spared from the intrusive search, nor a stray log file exempt from examination of his actions. Whatever little action had been out of line was catalogued, given a tag, and ultimately sent away to the processing plant for some other shining submissive to analyze.
βDiagnostics in progress.β The leopard boy spoke, his voice not managing to cross a bare monotone. Inside, however, his sluggish mind was beginning to react to the abnormal situation it had found itself in:
First thoughts were why everything was green. The world about him was tinted in the hues of forest and emerald, draped in the colors he had rarely had reason to appreciate very much. Light bars of numbers and designations flickered across the expanse of his vision, indicating everything that could possibly be important:
Operational capacity: 98%
Obedience levels: 76%β¦ 75%β¦
Location: Base
Designation: HS-05
The numbers washed over his mind like water, barely able to keep even the slightest weight on them. A tiny flicker of his normally rather bright intellect began to try to decipher the code flooding his vision, picking apart the numbers and keystrokes that led to whatever this machine was trying to accomplish.
The flood of numbers seemed slightly familiar, as if he had once written some of them. This memory eluded the heroic maleβs mind, vanishing into the ether moments after it had been summoned.
One of his hands twitched, just a little bit. Something about this action felt so alien, as if his body was unprepared for the activity of moving without commands. Even though it was so simple, moving one of the latex coated fingers to so briefly brush his thigh, it sent off alarm bells in his mind. That soft, subtle creak of rubber was enough to make half of him fight the other, like a leopard civil war all his own.
Remain still, one part of him demanded. You havenβt been ordered to move. It sounded so different, completely different from the normal thought-speak that he was accustomed to. It felt as if someone had put their words right into his mind, echoing in the expanse of the futile grinding of gummed up gears.
I have to move, the quieter part tried to say, itβs voice struggling softly under the buckling weight of the distinct, yet separate, voice. This one was familiar; his own voice, as best he could approximate. The noise he had heard forever, starting to push againstβ¦ Something. Telling Ash that there wasβ¦ A thing. A thing he must do.
Move.
Obedience: 64%β¦. 62%β¦.
βWhatβ¦β His voice fought against the weights of hesitation, struggling to find purchase in a situation where there was no command to act. This simple act of speaking pushed away more of the wires that had tied down every thought, allowing a few of those formerly so restrained processes to speed up.
He was thinking. That was good.
βHm?β The fox lifted one eyebrow as she looked directly into the visor.
A ring surrounded one of her green-tinted eyes, scanning for a microsecond before dropping her name:
Queen Zyla.
Pinpricks of excitement and fear ran down the tech-userβs back, leaving a soft tingle where theyβd reached. From within the dusty recesses of his mind came a few thoughts about obedience, following, fighting, resisting. Everything at once tried to come to the forefront, struggling and bumping against themselves endlessly. A cacophony of sensation exploded as he saw the subtle narrowing of one eye, exploring every crevice as he wanted to do moreβ¦
To fight.
To obey.
To serve.
To save.
Obedience: 45%. Movement enabled.
His hand moved again, as he tried to get free of these cobwebs. Code continued to pour over his eyes as the diagnostic test was further completed, sending ever more pieces of information to her drone-servers. Reading the code gave him insight of what they wanted, what they stored, how it would be used. Every impulse and resistance bubbling in his subconscious now was being used as a tool, a weapon, to further impress the enslaved mindset on those who were serving in the massive empire of Queen Zyla. From the lowly office worker to the Hero Slaves that he was a part of, this attempt at freedom would be used against them.
Questioning how he knew this, Ash came to a realization; this was his code. He had helped write it, designed it, strengthened it. As a loyal worker, a tool in the disposal of the evil yet glorious fox.
Glorious? Why did he think that?
Still, more conflicts came in his mind: pride, anger, rebellion, submission, admiration. This flood brought too much and left his mind in a state of disarray. Even with his returning independence, there was just too much happening for him to process at this time. No good for fighting, or running.
βWhat is it, 05?β The Queenβs words were familiar and alien at the same time. He had heard them a million times in his life, echoed as a half-forgotten dream when he had been working. Ash, or HS-05, had spent days, months, working under the boot of this Queen. The hands of a drone hero had done so much to enhance the power of the empire.
Yet they had never spoken. She commanded, he obeyed and reported. That was what the ever-quieting voice said, whispering thoughts of submission that tantalized him so greatly.
βI thinkβ¦β He muttered.
But what did he think? Was there a problem with the code? That his name was not 05, and was in fact Ash.. Something? First name was enough. That she was beautiful? What opinion did he want to voice, his rusty individuality tried to reason out?
It never got the chance.
βThatβs it!β
One hand of the fox whipped up, fast as lightning, and pressed against the moment of contact between his visor and temple. Small sparks jumped from the contact of flesh and technology, erupting his vision in a snow-crash of green sparkles and stars from his own eyes. This soft charge ran through both his brain and visor at the same time, arresting the processes for a brief moment.
βHS-05 online, how may it be of service?β The once errant hand snapped itself up as his face returned to a complete expression of serenity. Only one voice spoke in his once again emptied mind. One that spoke with the softer voice of a female, tinged with the life of command yet raised on a farming community. These words were not his own, nor were they anything he had ever considered thinking in his former life.
They were the words of HS-05βs Queen and Owner. This was good.
System restored
Obedience: 100% and stable.
βGood, just turn it off and on again. Works every time.β The fox chuckled to herself, shaking her green and black hair side to side.
After a moment, a sigh came from her lips. Data extracted, servant restored, but her time had been wasted. What was there to do when you had a former hero, ready to obey and serve every word you could give?
βClean my boots, HS-05, then return to upgrading the enslavement software. We have more heroes to enslave.β
There was no hesitation as 05 fell to his knees; only the empty thrill of truest obedience to his Queen. Mindless pleasures came forward as the empty drone head leaned down, preparing to serve this random whim of his Queen.
βYes, Queen Zyla!β His voice echoed enthusiasm that was not his own.
It was there because the voice of the Queen, echoing in the temple that was his mind, told him to. And this was good.
Well! ashkelling decided the Queen required a gift and I just couldn't go without letting it have a little attachment. Hope he likes it!
Art by kittydee
Queen zyla is mine
HS-05/Ash is ashkelling who is super nice ^^
This is the design for a YuGiOh playmat
Art by ShadesFlame on Twitter!
Another comic commission I worked on a few weeks ago nwn
People really seem to like my 1 page comic commissions! thank you everyone for the support :D i'm starting to get the hang of how to make them without losing my mind hahaha, I gotta have a very specific pacing, especially because of my arm recovery xwx
Characters belong to https://www.furaffinity.net/user/thfoxer/ and Amasis on telegram
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Okifur | Starly | Midnight FoxΒ
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I was struck by the idea of a cyclops that has a pendulum for an eye. Obviously this is perfect for hypnosis. Boy do I wish they were real....
Mesmer is fantastic at getting exactly what they want.
Drawn for FurryHuskyJJ
This ended up looking way hotter than I originally envisioned holy shit =W=Β
Big thanks to everyone who participated!
Character in the center belongs to Khailchips [ https://www.furaffinity.net/user/khailchips ]
The rest of the characters belong to their respective owners:
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/adarkpassenger
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/PatheticBubbles
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/saras
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bigbear9
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/cwain
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Big thanks to my top Patreon supporters!! nwn thanks to you and the rest of the cuties supporting me on Patreon I can continue my arm therapy and my artist journey!
Okifur | PatheticBubbles | Mark Murnane | Rerue | Starly | Tzogi | B Archer Fang | FrostVirgo | Lucian | Mitch Strenke | natefox | Saturated Ice | sonic tails | Tyrion Erikson
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This ended up looking way hotter than I originally envisioned holy shit =W=Β
Big thanks to everyone who participated!
Character in the center belongs to Khailchips [ https://www.furaffinity.net/user/khailchips ]
The rest of the characters belong to their respective owners:
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/adarkpassenger
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/PatheticBubbles
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/saras
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bigbear9
https://www.furaffinity.net/user/cwain
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Okifur | PatheticBubbles | Mark Murnane | Rerue | Starly | Tzogi | B Archer Fang | FrostVirgo | Lucian | Mitch Strenke | natefox | Saturated Ice | sonic tails | Tyrion Erikson
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You are the pet now ;)
You are the pet now ;)
[THE CAT'S FAVORITE]
ENG:Cats are almost always a bit grumpy, moody and complicated in character but when they like something...they won't give it up for anything in the world.
ESP:Los gatos son casi siempre un poco gruΓ±ones, malhumorados y de carΓ‘cter complicado, pero cuando algo les gusta... no lo dejan por nada del mundo.
Commissioned by Dented.
trying to seduce the professor for better grades, but you're passing the class flawlesslyπ
The little guy was hungry. Who else wants to bulk up on a little bit of daddy juice?
Merengue! ππ
....Merenguy?
Hey there's space on the couch
The dark gears had kept Leomon's mind locked down. The champion had proven to be a valuable ally for the evil, and with devimon's new tool Leomon would be utterly enthralled for a long time.
[b]Canine Nanoconversion (1/2)
by Hyenaface
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A hapless canine organic, captured restrained as nanites flood his body, rebuilding flesh and bone in carbon fiber and polymer. Of course the brain is not left out, reprogrammed into a loyal and obedient servitor for their new master.
a commission for cyberwuff
A friend streamed Born of Bread, a paper mario style game, and this guy was on screen TWICE and I knew I had to do sinful things to him. This bear's name is Axel and he's a member of the saver's guild, a group of heroes. A brawn over brains kind of guy, perfect for a some hypno~
This bear's name is Axel and he's a member of the saver's guild, a group of heroes...or at least he used to be. Now he's just a mindless tranced out hunk of meat, flexing, posing and leaking for the enjoyment others like he was always meant to.
hey what are you doing here?
Finally some art for you horny fellas, this time is a dilf Koby from "Kao the Kangaroo" :3
You can see other versions on my channel on Telegram:
https://t.me/omisthings
These boys have very interesting games, I would like to join
The budding adventures find themselves covered in feathers, entranced and severely aroused. Failing every saving throw, they are unable to fight the thoughts of serving their captain as an obedient, hawgle pirate minion~
Critical Failure! Part 1/3
The party finds themselves on the spaceship of the dastardly pirate, Alyx Thundertalon, whom they find enjoying a nice bath surrounded by all of the stolen gold from the marine corps treasuries. Hubris takes over the adventurers, hungry for a challenge, as they attempt to battle. However, luck would not be on their side...
Quick PSA: Don't try on lost jackets!!
You may end up turning into a big, stinky bird π¦
When your son is in charge, this is what happens. Milo locked me to the sling, and is having his way with his dadβs hole.
When your son is in charge, this is what happens. Milo locked me to the sling, and is having his way with his dadβs hole.
Kobold minds are so soft and malleable - luring this one proved oh so easy. This little lizard probably isn't coming home.
This is a comm I got from kirb, I wanted him to re-make a horrible image I was exposed to while I was much too young that I still laugh about. I used to google "funny zelda pics" and watch the slideshows on YouTube as a kid and once I grew up I looked them up again out of curiosity, and naturally discovered they were full of fetish stuff.
commission for bay!
part 2 ->
Whoops helping big bro out at the gym againποΈπͺππ¦
Done for @BoltnySpreads