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Never drawing Moe artstyle again man the freak!!!
I mean, *I* wouldn't but I wouldn't bone anyone π€£π€π©Άπ€π
I would, however, give you, like, three fake numbers saying they're my friends numbers, just to piss the better off
Iβm going to save up for a new motorcycle by running a scam where I bet straight dudes at bars twenty bucks that I can get a girlβs number in under five minutes and then politely walk up her and say, βI just bet that asshole twenty bucks that I could get your number. Iβll split it with you if you pretend to laugh like I just said a good pick up line and then write a fake number on my hand.β
Like, I never understood those kind of bets in those shitty teen movies. Everybody loves being part of a scheme, man. Use your head.
More 14DWY doodles!! <3 :) I really need to draw other characters, but doodling Ren/RedEun fluff just makes my heart so full-
I got some dirty motocross boots on my doorstep today with a note from Coach: "Great job on the track, here's a pair of my lucky boots." I I don't know how to feel about a used pair of boots, but Coach is always looking out for me. He knows I go through my gear quickly and these boots are a huge upgrade from my current pair. As the star motocross rider for his racing team, I'm not surprised he wants to show me some love. Some on the team joke he gives me more attention because they think he's crushing on me. That's all jealous bullshit I pay no mind to. Coach knows I don't swing that way.
I walk out to my garage to try on the boots. They're definitely a few sizes too big. Coach is a bigger guy, and I don't see how I could wear these for my next race. I slide into the boots and there's quite a bit of space in them.
"How do you like the new boots?" I look up to see Coach standing in my garage with a smile on his face.
He's never showed up at my place before. I'm more concerned how he found his way here, but feel a little inferior standing in his much bigger boots.
"I just tried them on. Thanks so much man, but they feel a little big on me."
"I expected that, but I have some more stuff for you that might help. Figured I'd drop it off personally." He pulls out a pair of bike pants covered in a layer of dirt. "These may be a bit bigger on you, but try them on. They're my special pair and I've had some great rides in them."
Maybe he's on to something I'm not seeing and this is a learning moment. I slide out of the boots and my jeans to slip on his pants. Just like boots they're hanging off me. I try to slip the boots on the boots again. Maybe the pants will fill in the boots some.
"Uhm, I don't know man. They may get caught up in the bike."
Just after I said it, I start to feel a growing surge of energy coming up through the soles of my feet. It's like static electricity tingling all around them. My feet are beginning to pulse and stretch out to fill in the boots. It feels like someone's massaging them and they're really starting to mold to the boots. My feet must now be a size 13!
The static is moving up my legs and I'm overwhelmed with pleasure. I stifle a moan as they begin to inflate my calves and quads. The pants are closing in and the cloth is now hugging me.
"Of fuckkkk" I'm feeling my ass bubble and fill out the back of the pants. My crotch has lightning running through my dick and I feel it begin to bulge and swell. I'm so fucking horny and look up to see Coach. He's got a smirk on his face and there's something really intriguing about him. I steady myself by leaning on my bike as I'm taking in all of his features. I'm seeing him through a new light and he's actually pretty fucking hot.
What would it feel like if he brushed up against me? Why am I thinking this? Oh fuck there's a jolt of lightning going through my ass. My hole is throbbing with energy and I'm breathing heavy like I'm an animal in heat. I slide the pants down to my ankles and push out my ass. Maybe he'll help a guy out.
He walks up and slides his hands down my boxers to find my hole. I find myself leaning back into his chest and let out a guttural moan as he slides his finger into me. I have pre flowing out of my dick as he begins to rub my prostate from the inside. He's got me hooked, and I'm completely under his control. He leans in and whispers into my ear "Prepare for the best ride of your life."
BARI BARI DENSETSU (γγͺγγͺδΌθͺ¬) 1987 | dir. Osamu Uemura
Props design work
Sword design, maybe for my OC Hunter ? Tried to make a BIG SWORD that could fit for a monster hunter specialized in werewolves...
And now a bike... It was the first time I ever drew one !
Just a quick sketch of Lilith's bike today. Dycorp Model S-Custom. Both drawings are done with sharpie and pencils. I colored one with photoshop to show how the color scheme looks. This is the bike Lilith rides in "Days On Edge".
Sketches of the Type R with permanent marker. This was right before I changed it to its current design, so you can see the front wheel extends further and is a little smaller.
