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Just me doing an experiment in different styles all based on the same face. From left to right, top to bottom: HobbitDragon, Anoki, as life-like as I could manage, some sort of attempt at anime, and finally how I’ve been...

Bwaha, no sex for you. :p

Just me doing an experiment in different styles all based on the same face. From left to right, top to bottom: HobbitDragon, Anoki, as life-like as I could manage, some sort of attempt at anime, and finally how I’ve been drawing lately. I splattered some color on there too as an excuse to test styles with that too. :p

Definitely stepping outside my comfort zone. Anoki’s style defied all of my rules of proportions and HobbitDragon demanded bushier eyebrows :p I’d have done more artists but I couldn’t think of any others at the moment and I was slowly losing interest.

Oh well.

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So I decided it was high time I revisited August now that I’ve got the style thing under my belt. No real story this time - I just wanted an excuse to draw a cute ass, tentacles and toy with hair styles some more.
I’m really happy on all counts with...

So I decided it was high time I revisited August now that I’ve got the style thing under my belt. No real story this time - I just wanted an excuse to draw a cute ass, tentacles and toy with hair styles some more. 

I’m really happy on all counts with this piece. I may have gone a little overboard on the shading but I was enjoying myself so its excusable, I think. :p

I still have no idea what it is that is living inside of August, how it got there, what it wants and why it seems to like to undress him in public places. Some day I’ll figure that out…

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Home had turned out to be a elegantly furnished apartment on the upper floor of the tall building. Paintings on the walls, leather furniture and fine wood trim completed the image of a formally run manor on a much smaller scale.
Timidly placing one...

Home had turned out to be a elegantly furnished apartment on the upper floor of the tall building. Paintings on the walls, leather furniture and fine wood trim completed the image of a formally run manor on a much smaller scale.

Timidly placing one paw in front of the other Ryan entered , his owner closing the door quickly behind him and walking briskly across the front room to one of the side doorways.

Exhausted and still burning brightly with embarrassment the pup padded to the center of the room, eying the large couch as the perfect place to lay down and rest. It had been quite a disconcerting day and he needed time to sort things out in his mind.

Ryan was already in the process of dragging his body up when he heard the man’s rebuking voice from the other room. “Stay off the furniture, pooch. A dog stays on the floor unless he’s told to do otherwise.”

Blushing furiously at being referred to as a dog, the boy lowered himself back onto the floor and slumped down onto his side. Did this man really think of him as nothing more than a dog? What did he intend to do to him? Did he even want to know?

Shortly thereafter his owner returned holding something in his hands. It looked like an animal tail attached to … a butt plug. The plug itself was abhorrently large. It did not take Ryan but a moment to realize where that was supposed to go.

Hoping to his legs the boy backed away, his head low to the ground, fear wide in his eyes.

“A dog needs a proper tail. Since you don’t have one of your own I’ve got just the thing to help you out, pup.” The man said as he advanced.

Ryan shook his head from side to side and continued to back away until he found his back was to the wall.

“Turn around, ass in the air, and lets get this over with. Do it or we’ll being returning to the store to see about having you gelded.”

Flinching at the threat the boy realized there was little he could do but comply. Defeatedly he did as he was told, planting his face against the wall and lifted his hindquarters.

Instantly he could feel the wet sensation of lube against his exposed anus. His hair stood on end as goose pimples rose on his skin. Then something cold and hard pressed against him gently at first but with mounting pressure.

Gritting his teeth only went so far against the surging pain of his sphincter being forced open to an incredible diameter and Ryan finally forswore his bravery and screamed like a small child, thrashing his legs about and trying to pull away. The man caught him by the hair and pulled back, forcibly impaling him more and more on the large plug.

Ryan wept openly as the last of the tail plug was pushed into him. With a tossel of his hair his owner released him, letting him fall to the floor in a heap. Panting for breath he was overwhelmed by the sensation of the alien device swallowed up in his bowels. Somewhere deep inside he felt an odd reaction.

His own body shocked him and, as Ryan stared behind him through tear filled eyes he saw his own cock stiff as a board and dripping precum at an incredible rate onto the floor between his legs. A weak whimper escaped his lips as his colon tried to adjust to the monstrous intruder lurking in his rear.

“Good boy.” Came his owner’s welcome praise and another tossel of his hair followed. “You’re leaking, pup.” He pointed at the puddle of precum forming. “Get your tongue out and clean that up. I want no stains on my carpet. As long as you’re leaking you’ll be licking it up.”

Moving at all made Ryan decidedly aware of his tail plug and caused it to rub repeatedly against his prostate. Even as he attempted to clean up the mess the boy sighed and he realized that as long as the plug remained in he would be licking carpet…

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I dunno. The thought of a boy with different naughty bits has been in the back of my mind for a while as kind of a secret fetish. I finally put it to paper. I also drew a penis version but it felt cheap since it defeated the whole purpose of the...

I dunno. The thought of a boy with different naughty bits has been in the back of my mind for a while as kind of a secret fetish. I finally put it to paper. I also drew a penis version but it felt cheap since it defeated the whole purpose of the picture.

The plague doctor tentacle monster strangely came into being out of nowhere. Just a bunch of ideas that coalesced at the right time.

I really like the style for this pic. This is what I’ve been trying to do for a while now. Looks less shota-esque to me at least. :p

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The restraints had been removed after the surgery. The crawl that they had enforced was now a permanent fixture in his life, the tendons in his ankles irreparably damaged to ensure his place at his owner’s feet.
Ryan had whimpered pitiably when he...

The restraints had been removed after the surgery. The crawl that they had enforced was now a permanent fixture in his life, the tendons in his ankles irreparably damaged to ensure his place at his owner’s feet.

Ryan had whimpered pitiably when he discovered what his new owner had done. But there was little time to mourn his lost mobility. The man was determined to take his new purchase home from the shop with him. After a brief accessory change the man in the black suit and his pup set off on the streets of the town.

Face flushed red with shame at being paraded around like some animal, Ryan kept his head low and his eyes fixed on the ground in front of him. He was not sure which was worse, the ache of his balls in the vice or the burning in his cheeks every time he heard a passer-by chuckle or a child run up and ruffle his hair, fawning over him as though he were a dog.

The ordeal was made all the worse when he owner paused in the park outside a very tall apartment complex. He had lead Ryan up to the side of a tree and stopped expectantly.

Not daring to look up, Ryan stayed crouched on all fours, waiting to see what would follow.

The man frowned and tapped his foot. “I can wait all day if I have to, pup. I won’t have you going on the carpet in the house later. Piss now or you’re holding it until morning.”

Now? Here? He thought frantically. In front of all these people? Ryan lowered himself to the ground, his body trembling with embarrassment. This was a joke, right? He didn’t honestly expect -

A sharp tweak on his ear shocked Ryan back to his situation. The man’s face was inches from his own, his expression irritated and unforgiving. “Lift your fucking leg, boy, and start with the waterworks or I’m going to take you back to the shop and see about removing fingers next.”

The thought of losing what little of his humanity he had left was more than enough to make Ryan piss himself. He gave a startled jump and hefted his leg as ordered as the urine started flowing.

The laughter of the people nearby only made the scene worse. Was he just an animal? Everyone seemed to see him as that. Then why was it all so humiliating?

“That’s a good boy.” Came a rare bit of praise. The man ruffled his hand through Ryan’s hair and patted him on the back. “Lets go inside and show you around your new home.”

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A long tendril of saliva ran down the side of his face, his mouth gaping open in a mixture of a pleasured ‘o’ and an agonized cry. He could feel his balls, drained as they were, clench up against his body in an effort to squeeze out the last of their...

A long tendril of saliva ran down the side of his face, his mouth gaping open in a mixture of a pleasured ‘o’ and an agonized cry. He could feel his balls, drained as they were, clench up against his body in an effort to squeeze out the last of their contents only to fail and send his body shuddering into yet another dry climax. He panted frantically as a fresh coat of sweat formed over his arched body.

That made four in a row thus far, on top of the dozen or so true ejaculations that now clung to the leather sleep sack like a sticky paste. Inside his bonds he was wet and exhausted. His private parts were painfully sensitive so that each mechanical thrust of the milking device had him biting his lower lip to choke back the sobs bubbling in his throat.

So many climaxes and yet his body, though tired and over-indulged, gave no sign of losing its arousal. Maybe it had been something in his food dish that morning, some kind of aphrodisiac or pill. He might have actually cared were he able to form a single cohesive thought beyond his body’s on animalistic impulses.

His owner had made no mention of a time limit. In fact, he was so lost within himself that he was not even sure the man was still in the same room with him anymore. And, even as he began to arch is back again to the roaring approach of another orgasm, the machine stopped, leaving the boy whimpering and horny as ever.

“Please, more, sir! More!”

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The puppy, Ryan, lay quietly on the floor in the window of the pet shop, asleep.
Crawling about on all fours was exhausting and every time he tried to settle back on his rear to relax he’d find himself putting pressure on the tail plug up his ass....

The puppy, Ryan, lay quietly on the floor in the window of the pet shop, asleep.

Crawling about on all fours was exhausting and every time he tried to settle back on his rear to relax he’d find himself putting pressure on the tail plug up his ass. He’d yelp in surprise and somewhere within the metal confines of the locked chastity cage his member would twitch and try to swell up, only succeeding in frustrating him further.

He had whimpered and tried to rest uncomfortably on the floor. A position which forced him to splay his bound limbs off to either side, rest his face and chest on the ground and hike his tail into the air. The pup’s face flushed bright red when realized the stance this put him in and he saw people passing by the window stopping to stare with a smile on their lips.

Precum dripped through the metal grate at the end of the chastity tube. Quivering with embarrassment he only managed to make it seem as though the tail plug were wagging. Finally Ryan closed his eyes tightly and tried to imagine himself somewhere else.

He was wrested from his sleep by the sound of someone opening the door to his cage. Struggling to get himself back up onto all fours the puppy heard the manager’s voice and someone else.

“Oh yes indeed sir, we do all kinds of modifications: finger amputations, voice removal, even tendon clipping and neutering. Which was it you were interested in.”

Eyes now wide with fear, the puppy crawled to the farthest corner of his cell and tried his best not to imagine what his fate was about to become.

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Too cute. Enough said. :p

I had no idea what I would end up with when I started this. Now I think I need to see a dentist - all the sweetness in this pic is rotting my teeth. <snickers>

Yet another chance to design more bdsm toys. The arm binders, gag and chastity cage will all be in next year’s MisterX Unlimited catalog.

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For HobbitDragon who was in dire need of cheering up. Plus I really love his style and characters so it was the perfect chance for some guest art.
Here we have the Manner House’s Chef being taken advantage of by a visiting guest with a collection of...

For HobbitDragon who was in dire need of cheering up. Plus I really love his style and characters so it was the perfect chance for some guest art.

Here we have the Manner House’s Chef being taken advantage of by a visiting guest with a collection of absurdly large anal beads. The Chef hates being used by anyone but the Master but gets off on it at the same time. So I tried to give him a look that said “I hate this, I don’t want to be here, OMFG GOD HE’S ONLY STUCK TWO IN ME!”

He came out looking a lot younger than I intended (he’s 21) but then again, all my characters do. But I’m pleased overall. Note, the visiting guest is roughly an aged and more bearded version of myself :p

The Chef is owned by Hobbitdragon
Old Mister X is owned by himself.

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Ben sobbed silently, the sound drowned out by the weighty humilator-gag hanging from his mouth. Behind the gag he was bright red with shame, heat radiating from his face and nude body.
Still unsure why he had been brought here, Ben crouched on the...

Ben sobbed silently, the sound drowned out by the weighty humilator-gag hanging from his mouth. Behind the gag he was bright red with shame, heat radiating from his face and nude body.

Still unsure why he had been brought here, Ben crouched on the floor on all fours and gazed up expectantly at the man looming over him. The same man who had dragged him here and thrown the boy to the floor in this disgusting, ill-kept bathroom.

The floor was stained and wet with a mixture of fluids that the boy did not want to contemplate. Paint peeled from the walls in great strips, etched with the writings of the toilets many visitors. The toilet itself was no longer a white porcelain altar but a corroded and marred visage dredged up from the sewers itself.

Or so it seemed to Ben.

He glanced side ways at the toilet and then back at the man, gulping sharply. It was obvious what was coming and Ben was shaking all over at the thought of it. There was no way he could do it and the teen found himself shaking his head from side to side unconsciously. This was so degrading.

“You left the toilet seat up again, boy.” The man’s voice finally echoed off of the walls of the empty room. “Its obvious you don’t care about keeping my home clean so now its time you learned the consequences of that kind of thinking.”

His Master took Ben by the collar and dragged him forward towards the awaiting toilet bowl.

“You see this? This is what happens when people don’t give a shit about cleanliness. I will not let this happen to my house. You’re going to clean this bowl clean. I expect you to be more responsible in the future or else you will be back here cleaning toilets.”

Ben recoiled from the toilet, shaking his head wildly from side to side, his eyes wide with fear and his cheeks burning brighter than ever. He tried to muffle out an apology, a promise that he’d do better, anything, just don’t make him do this.

Grimacing his Master took hold of his head and shoved downward into the abyss.

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