How Did Egg End Up In The Beautiful Town Of Rapecestershire? Is He Locally Grown Or Just Really Unfortunate

first sneak peek at the dragon PC and Kylar comic

in the very low res, very sketchy stage rn but i'd got like 1/3 of the intro panels done it will be very long, probably and it will also be a proper webcomic, so when I finish it I'll be posting it on a comic site and just showing u guys the link lmao

OC Vibes Game

Rules: post your OC and then 4 (or more) random pictures with no explanation to convey your character's vibe

Tagged by: @pinipig (tysm this was a lotta fun)

Egg the Yolkster;

I don't got nobody to tag for this so. everybody who sees this and wants to do it is now tagged by me

bonus pic of the bust i made specifically for this (without the color grading)

ty again i love making collages (ignoring that i'm not too great at them (I can't study them bc they overstimulate my poor eyes)) so it was a good excuse to make one for Egg lmfao

egg the yolkster as a dragon LI but drawn a bit cleaner + slightly more thought out coloring

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yes ofc!

since you changed it from gender to genitals, I went ahead and rolled for their genders hehe. I also threw some light comedy in there lmao

Thanks for participating in my ask event! I'm slowly gettin thru them all, I promise <3 I'll try to host this event whenever my follower count hits a 69 so 169 is the next goal! :) I'm glad so many Great Hawk lovers are in my ask box. GH is my favorite LI ever <3

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; lesbian bird fucker 🫵 (complimentary)

Prompt: PC x GH (Smut) + Pregnancy & Eggs / CW: bird marriage, pregnancy, eggs, PC = simp, mentioned womb fucking - Both characters are female (dice rolls), PC = AFAB, GH = AMAB, and GH is a beastperson

Wife's Wishes

You were used to this awful, strange town. The people were weird by nature, and the nature was even weirder. Though odd, it was comfortable enough if you knew how to fend off the touchy ones. At some point, you even began to embrace the outright fictional events around you. A real, living furry with the animal parts baked in? They're all over town, and a lot of them are pets, so it's nothing you flinch at anymore. Some kind of plant fused into a person running around naked? You've already passed by plenty just today, and had a conversation or two with them. Multi-limbed creatures trying to swarm you from the underbrush? Honestly, you found them almost cute.

So when a very pretty harpy lady began flying over head, you weighed your options. Cons: a bird woman in the middle of the moor probably isn't a good sign, and you've already made it this far in life without ever having to lewdly touch anybody or anything. How you did that in this town is a mystery, but miracles happen sometimes. Pros: that bird woman is very hot. Usually, you aren't sexually inclined, but something about the harpy just calls to you. Quite literally, if her, frankly beautiful, screeching from above was any sign. You contemplated for a bit longer, watching closely as she circled again and again above you. You reached your conclusion when she dove down, and opened your arms welcomingly right before she picked you up with her big bird feet.

"I am Great Hawk. Wife should get comfortable." Were the harpy's first words to you upon landing at some tall tower you'd previously caught glimpses in the distance of while exploring earlier. She had set you down as carefully as a woman almost twice your size could, and took a couple steps back to give you space. She probably expected you to be panicked or surprised, but you were more disappointed that she didn't stay so close. You were eager to get a good look at her. "I will be back with gift." She took off out of the tower before you could say anything, and you decided to do as she said and make yourself at home.

When Great Hawk came back, she seemed to momentarily forget where she was. While she had been off doing whatever, you had taken the liberty to start cleaning the tower. It was a finite space, and you were very adept with cleaning by now, given all the millions of odd jobs you did around town, so it didn't take very long to at least get the dust and loose debris out of your immediate living area. Your attention turned to the harpy when she almost stumbled her landing, more focused on taking in the dramatic change of her nesting quarters. "Oh, welcome back! I thought I'd clean the place a bit while you were out." You chirped happily, drawing her attention to you. You'd torn a good portion of your clothes into pieces to make a few rags to clean with, but you assumed you wouldn't be wearing any clothes soon enough given the tendencies of things around here, so you weren't upset at all. If anything, you were just streamlining the process. She didn't wear clothing, so neither would you, right? When in Rome and all that.

"I- yes, thank you, wife..." She spoke softly, a visible mix between confused and flustered, as her eyes tried to roam but routinely ended up at your chest. Your top was the first thing to go, and you didn't wear a bra today anyways, given that it was a little warm out for spring and you weren't expecting to be around anyone who cared. You didn't think your tits were all that great, especially for this town, but she seemed rather enamored. So much so that she jolted when the thing in her hands twitched, and she blushed as she held it out to you. "I-I got you food. Good nutrition, easy to find." She offered one of those multi-limbed creatures to you, and you took it gratefully. She stared as you bit into it, and her face darkened as you savored its taste. It was an odd texture, almost like that of crab meat, but it and the taste weren't unpleasant. You'd even dare say you enjoy them.

"Glad wife likes it. Thought landbound would dislike, never seen one eat egg-eater before. Will get wife more next time." Great Hawk chuckled as you licked your fingers clean, looking up at her through your lashes. You smiled and cast a glance out of the tower ledge, taking in the setting sun on the horizon, and grinned at her. "It's gonna be dark soon. Did you want to lay down with me?" You offered, motioning to the nest nearby. It didn't look comfortable, but she was a bird and you were no better than a dog. You'd live.

She seemed surprised by the suggestion and nodded with a soft smile, easily picking you up in her arms and carrying you to the nest. "If we could, I'd like to go through with a landbound custom." You spoke on the way, wrapping her arms around her neck and nuzzling into the downy feathers that so beautifully curved around her chest. You adored how the plumage avoided her breasts specifically—it made ogling easier. You continued only when you heard her curious hum. "On the first night of becoming wives, landbound couples mate. I want to make my new wife feel good." You purred lowly, unable to help yourself as your hand cupped one of her tits. It was nice and hefty in your palm, and you massaged it with as much care as you could muster. She made a little noise, feathers ruffling, as she gently set you down on the nest and crawled on top of you.

"Would gladly mate with wife." She cooed back at you as her hands began to wander, sharp talons ripping through the remaining clothes you had kept on. You moaned softly when she dipped her claws into your folds, clearly careful to not cut you open on the inside as she slipped them in to the knuckle. She was a large lady, so her fingers were rather large too. Just one finger made you feel a bit full, and two made you stretch around her teasing motions. Though, you couldn't help but encourage it. You were initially going to whine, but you happened a glance between her legs, and are now eagerly trying to get her to open you up some more.

It was impossible to initially see, given the sea of feathers she had from the waist-down, but apparently she had a cock. It was... big. Just like the rest of her. Though, at least it looked tapered and the head wasn't so blunt, unlike a human dick. It would probably have an easier time slipping in than a regular person's of the same size, but that almost made you worry more. Maybe there was a chance she'd just go straight into your womb? There's no way that was particularly pleasurable, though you can't find yourself unwilling to at least try it with such a weapon. She didn't seem in much of a rush, regardless. Great Hawk was busy twirling her tongue around your chest as her fingers curled, twisted, and spread in your depths.

A few moments later and you'd already given up on your previous reasonable thoughts. Who cares if you get split in two, you just need her already. Getting torn in half by such a cock would be an honor rather than a tragedy. You were never a patient person, and it showed with how you grinded your hips against her hand and whined loudly to her. "Please, fuck me already. I can't take any more teasing." You moaned out as you pressed against her, only whining more when she chuckled at you. Or rather, your impatience. "If wife wants me to, I will." She responded with a sweet whisper, climbing further over you and letting her impressive cock press against your desperately awaiting cunt. You moaned loudly when she slid it in, and you could tell you were right about how its shape would let it go a little too deep. Oh well. If she wanted to womb fuck you, you'd gladly let her.

She groaned herself as she smoothly glided her hips back and forth, grinding into you every time she bottom inside you. It was heaven, frankly speaking, and you had no regrets in giving your virginity to her. You had even less qualms with it when she sped up the pace, picking you up in her arms and holding you like a fleshlight as she fucked up into you. Maybe her being a harpy was a greater boon than you thought, with her furious thrusting into your dripping pussy and heavy pants fanning directly across your neck. The animalistic behavior made you feel wanted, claimed, and it fed a more lecherous part of you. Your cunt fluttered around her still-ravaging cock, just shy of straight-up squirting your natural lube all over her beautiful dick. She didn't even pause her motions, but she came soon after as well.

You could feel the heat of her cum deep inside you, though you don't think it was actually in your womb, before she pulled out and let it drip all over the messily entwined sticks beneath you. "We should do harpy mating ritual when you get your wings in. Wife will look so pretty in the sky with me." She set you down and curled around you, easily chasing the night's chill away with her embrace as she murmured soft words. Initially, you wanted to go at minimum another few rounds, but you figured she could use the rest. You could pick up where you left off in the morning. It's not like you were going anywhere anytime soon.

Weeks later, when your feathers and wings came in, like she had promised, you weren't immediately able to fulfill her wish of the harpy's customs. After all, flying while carrying a giant batch of eggs in your stomach was rather difficult, to say the least. Though, after you laid these, you could probably follow through with her customs and earn yourself a second helping. A new, bird-y, part of you didn't like the thought of staying empty for long.

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@gremmed

tagged u so you'd know when i posted ur request lmao. I love it when Kylar's on the bottom. wish they didn't fight it so much in-game like just let me pamper u bbygirl. anyways it seems my dice yearn for trans men rn

Thanks for participating in my ask event! When a fic contains the PC as a main character, the PC will exclusively be referred to as "you," except from other characters, who will refer to the PC by their gender or some other defining characteristic. :) Brings me back to my "x reader" fic days. ahhh what nostalgia

The event's ended by now, but I'll finish the current requests I've gotten!

Synopsis; Kylar gets railed into oblivion

Prompt: Kylar x PC (Smut) / CW: kidnapping, dubcon (not really), breeding kink, PC = evil-type crazy, babytrapping but they both want to babytrap the other so uh? - Kylar = AFAB & male, PC = AMAB & GN ((mostly) dice rolls) + bonus F! Sydney, M! Whitney, and M! Robin (only mentioned)

Welcomed Payback

The chair you've been strapped to is rather uncomfortable. The least Kylar could've done was make sure it was a chair with padding or something instead of some wooden old rickety one that felt one wrong move away from just snapping under you. Oh well. At least he put you in a different room to whatever's causing all that ruckus upstairs. Though, you almost wish he did, considering that it keeps scaring him away from you. You're a bit fed up with him just coming and going. Him feeding you fruit by hand is just about the most contact you've gotten with him so far. All he's done other than that is draw you some and sing a couple out-of-tune love songs he made himself.

Did you purposefully get him to go crazy and kidnap you? Yes. You weren't ashamed to admit it at this point. You've been a bit enamored with him yourself ever since he introduced himself, probably more than he was with you. You didn't think anything of helping a bully victim out of a beatdown, but when you saw how he looked up at you, like he witnessed the descent of a god, something in your brain was clicked on. Considering he wouldn't talk to you for the first few weeks of your attempts at getting to know him, you ended up going a different route and doing quite a bit of digging to find out more about him—you first befriended Sydney and lulled out any and all stories she could remember about Kylar when he was little, then moved on to breaking into more than just a couple government archives to flip through Kylar's, and his family's, past documents.

You knew where he lived before he ever followed you back to the orphanage, and, honestly? It hurt a little, to see how he wanted to be part of your life so bad but didn't seem to want you to be in his. So, you thought you'd nudge him the right way. You noticed he was prone to getting jealous, seeing how his expression would change whenever you'd chat with someone else during lunch, and you thought it'd be easy to use that against him. You'd flirt with anyone and everyone the moment you felt a familiar tingle on the back of your neck, and then relish in the dark, envious looks he'd give the hickeys on your neck when you saw him next. You weren't a big fan of sharing your body so casually with other people, but it would be well worth it if it meant you'd have Kylar in your hands at the end of your endeavors.

Robin was probably the only one you actually felt bad for. When Kylar had given you a little owl plush that so obviously had one of its glass eyes replaced with a camera lens, you had gotten an idea. Though, you struggled to find the right person to use for it. Sydney came to mind first, initially, since you were already close with her and you could smell her crush on you, but figured it'd be too much effort considering how deep her connections are to the temple. She'd totally try to get you to join. There was also Whitney, but Kylar's already watched you suck him off at least a dozen times, so there wouldn't be a big surprise factor with him. A random stranger wouldn't do either—if it did, the videos and photos of you online would've been plenty. But then, you remembered Robin.

You had successfully wooed him, flirting with and lewdly touching him every chance you had, until he finally visited you in your room at night. All it took was a week of tender words, and it made you pity the poor man, but you found you didn't care too much as you grinned up at the owl plush on your wardrobe, right when Robin was busy staining your innards with his cum. The feeling of him inside you was revolting to some extent, but you had washed out his cum the moment Robin had fallen asleep. To your delight, Kylar was waiting for you outside the very next morning. He looked far from pleased, a distant look in his eyes, as he lifted up a long tube with something metallic shining within. You looked directly at him and bared your neck, eagerly accepting the tranq dart as it sunk into your flesh.

But, now that you were here, you couldn't help but find it a bit boring. The most entertainment you've gotten was Kylar's occasional visits and the nigh-constant rumbling above your head. For the past few hours, you've exclusively been humming the nonsensical tune Kylar had sung to you and fiddling with the rope tying you down. At this point, you would've settled for an awful soap opera on whatever old TV this decrepit manor still had lying around.

When Kylar came into the room next, you were already fully untied and just leisurely sitting in the chair, eyes closed and leg bouncing. "M-My love, d-did you not like the ropes? I-I'm sorry, b-but I put t-them on for a r-r-reason. Y-You'll run away if I d-don't keep you here." Kylar grit out, expression dark, as he stepped closer. He was probably on his way to tie you up again. Good. "Hm, but I didn't, did I?" You purred as he came up beside you, brushing a couple fingers up the length of his forearm, though you weren't too pleased to have his sweater between you and his skin. He paused, looking conflicted, and you took the opportunity to grab him and pull him onto your lap.

His face flushed a pretty red and he began to squirm, his hands grabbing onto yours as you kept his hips glued to yours. The clothes in your way would be off soon enough. You could be patient, just as you've been these past months. "A-Ah, d-did you want to do it that bad? I-I'm sorry, I haven't been a g-good boyfriend..." Kylar groaned as you grinded up against him, and the sound alone made you want to cum already. "What nonsense. You're the best I could ask for. Far too good for me." You murmured sweet platitudes as your hands slipped beneath his clothes. He shivered, and you began to rethink taking them all off. Maybe you'd just rip them where you needed to and let him keep the rest on—the room seems a bit cold for him.

He wriggled in your grasp against and you decided this was going to be a bad position to fuck him in, given he was already moving about like he was uncomfortable. So, naturally, you slid onto the floor below and carefully laid him down beneath you. Honestly, it might've been cleaner to fuck in a random alleyway, given the state of this room, but you weren't going to be picky all of a sudden. Your beloved was beneath you and waiting, legs and lips parted just for you, just like you wanted him to be. He leaned back up to take your lips in his, his tongue eager to explore your mouth as his hands ran across your back. You didn't even flinch when he tried to stick it down your throat, and gave him the same intense treatment.

You pulled your pants down and ripped a new hole in his at the same time, swallowing the bashful squeak he let out. You palmed him through his remaining underwear, your cock throbbing when you felt a pair of drenched folds through the thin fabric. You already knew he was trans, so it wasn't a surprise, but you truly had to thank whatever divine being made this man just so perfect. You wouldn't be able to count how many times you came just to the thought of getting to fuck a baby into your Kylar—because he would be yours if you put your kid inside him, right?

Kylar, to his wondrous credit, seemed to have a similar thought process. When he felt your fingers against his slick, he spread his legs even wider and shuddered erotically, only to pull away from your heavenly kiss. "Y-You should put it in. A-And not pull out, e-ever." He all but whispered the command, and you were more than happy to comply. You ripped another hole in the last remaining barrier and dug in with no further warning, relishing in the erotic yelp he gifted you, alongside all the other sounds he made as you began to thrust into him.

His insides were soft and gummy, massaging your cock as you slammed your hips against his. Any time he gripped onto you, you'd move in a particularly rough way, and if he whined, you left a new mark on his hardly exposed neck. He clung to you and didn't bother with keeping quiet, babbling all sorts of lewd things as he grinded up into your crotch at the peak of each thrust. At some point, you had to forcibly hold his hips still to keep him from accidentally shifting too far from you. It had the added bonus of giving you more leverage to ravage his cunt, though, so you were happy with the arrangement, even if Kylar cried about it.

Kylar came suddenly around you, soaking both your crotches with a thick cream, and you slowed for just a moment to give him some time to recuperate. When he began to whine again, you picked up the pace—drilling into him as fast as you could. As your own climax drew near, an unkind idea popped inside your head and made you pause. With a smirk, you slowly began to pull out of his swollen pussy, stopping only when Kylar's legs wrapped around the back of your hips and forced you to stay inside.

His face was still a delicious red, but his expression was dangerous. What a pretty boy. "C-Cum inside. N-Now." You chuckled at his cute attempt at being mean and happily resumed your gyrating, cumming with a drawn-out moan as you pushed your hips as deep into his as you could. "G-Good." Kylar hummed, clearly pleased with himself. You were far more pleased with yourself than he could've been, honestly. Hopefully after this he'd give you a tour around his house, and you could start planning on where the nursery would go.

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I supposedly posted all the ask event fics to AO3 but I don't know how to use that platform as a poster (esp since I posted it anonymously) so! idk we'll see i guess

edit: nvm i'm just impatient, the site did as it should've! you can find it here -> various short fics <3 it should make life a bit easier if anyone wants to scroll thru the stuff i put out during that event and future events

i've graduated from egg to chicken

the rest of the dragon-ified LIs

plus the initial design i made of the PC before i started making all the DoL doodles on here (PC is based off my current D&D character, plus the Cat TF and Angel TF)

DoL but the LI are dragons

still working on the comic n whatnot but I had the idea for this a while ago and wanted to draw it

also yes I will do the other half of the LIs at some point lmfao

currently redownloading the Sims 4 so i can put all the DoL characters in a single world and just watch as shit happens

on an unrelated note;

worm Dragon PC (massive WIP)

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