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Another teaser from my Patreon.  This pin-up featuring Jane Porter in the midst of a vine mishap was selected from the monthly character poll and originally appeared in April 2022. It's still available as of this posting. The originals are high-res 300dpi, and also includes multiple alts (none of which have an "OOPS!" leaf blocking them.)

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Previously Yeeny www.deviantart.com/darkanimeen…

And again without job... I has a pretty hard week after I leave at my work place... This drawing was a sketchbook I did years algo as an experiment about Yenny ( This OC Is pretty apretiated by my dear friends Mr. Sam and Mr. Jow... My friend Sam realy likes and apretiate this OC... Mr. Jow take the Time for coloring and was contempled for be a gift ) now in this moments I'm pretty sad this gift make feel happy and optimist...

The Idea was pretty Easy... Incluyes this drawing was just one of those sketches unfinished ( My doggies reaped the original papper Piece I usted for Yeeny drawing... I talen a poco for show to Sam and Jow... Is AWSOWE WORK how Jow could recovered, correct and colored...this drawing maybe the original was not One of my best... BUT Is a friendship treasure for Me for all That I Tell You... Thanks You Guys!

We van se unlucky por Yeeny how She was caugh, trapped and kidnapped ( Again ) by Nasty Terrible Mr. Sam ( A.K.A. as N.T.M.S. ) He incluyes can teach one ir two things to the Shadow Stalkers or the Men of K.A.A.H Himself... He have not problema with just some little detalles... He "invited" Yenny at his home’s basements after caught Yenny using a reliable Chloroform wey cloth dressed with the new Red Dragonness... Sam or N.T.M.S. take away Yenny with many dificulta and problema, but that doesn’t means in not deserve all the efforts and problema or single details...

The suit of Yenny’s disguise Is pretty good made with awsowe quality level and materials also covering Yeeny’s body for his pleasure... Talking a lot of care before Grabs Yenny from behind covering Yeeny’s mouth with the rag Piece of cloth covered wey with chloroform incluyes with all the fierce, strugglings or attempings to scape from the arms of Sam meanwhile He was grabing from behind... He wants Yenny and dressed as a dragon was a plus and a pretty good troophie because has all His attention...

Now Yeeny awakened in Sam’s basement... Firmly restricted and frogtied also ringgagged...

After losing her job, Stacy takes a tour of a special company to see if she wants to spend the rest of her life as a dollified sex object.  Presented with all manner of kinky options, will Stacy flee to freedom or embrace her inner fetish desires?

A contest entry for 's "10 Years of Re-Maker" art contest.  What started as a small idea for a story related to a single image grew into a behemoth of over 13k words based on 17.  Despite starting early in September, I'm barely squeaking in before time runs out.  I thank Re-Maker for letting my imagination run wild with his artwork and hope everyone likes the result.

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This cart is a little special
The weight behind the pivot keeps the trailer coupling in place, the chains make it safe.
The title is a play of words because a cell phone get´s a very intense meaning in this context

Some rendering practice

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And couldn't keep his mouth shut into the bar owned by a big grumpy kitsune... When will he learn his lessons right guys? ^^

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"Hey hey smartass... Quit struggling or i make things much more uncomfortable for ya. All that high and mighty talk paid off well eh?" 

Speaking with slight strain in his voice as he tightened the makeshift bonds he fashioned out of torn bar towels, working his preys limbs into place as he did his best to compact their body 

" You thought my drinks were shite huh? Dont worry~ I'll be sure to make it up to ya all throughout the night til ya pass out. Then you have a bright and early morning ahead of ya, your first day on the clock at my dirty ol bar..." 

finishing off his preys hair tie to their ankles he would smirk. Standing to admire his own work while his tail swished.

" there, now stay put until the bar clears out... Then I'll drag you out and we can discuss your application~ oh yeah keep struggling! Get started on the floor with what you already owe me for the towels... Tick tock! You've got maybe an hour" 

He would then leave, flipping the out of order sign over on the other side of the door to assure no one would stumble upon his new hire. The french maid would be left to ponder how he got there, so tightly bound on the floor the idea of sitting up was as far out of possibly it might as well be like the idea of stepping foot on the moon. Anywho, it started from when he stumbled in from the rain after his flight~ 

"damn you! Nearly a thousand dollar ticket for the flight and you idoits lose all my bags?! What are you even paid for!!" 

The odd outbursts wouldn't go unnoticed as the bar he had staggered into was fairly full of its usual occupants, including the owner in the middle of both a conversation and a cigar. His good ear would perk and aim in the direction of the shouting though making him flinch 

"What the the hell..?" 

He would turn to face the dripping wet visitor as he plopped himself down on a bar stool at the nearest corner of the bar and forced his own long hair out of his face in a huff. Locking eyes with the kitsune 

"You! Barkeep! I need a drink! And make it a good one!! Its been a disappointment of a day enough...." 

Before he could respond his two patrons would give him the nod of "good luck" and slip away to leave him to work as he went over to the visitor. Getting a glass ready 

"seems to have been a rough one hmm? Maybe one on the house? If you tell me whats got you so riled up." 

The visitors eye would twitch at the question as he eyed the owner then his ears and finally his swishing tail. Finding it odd this was the person serving drinks here but pressing on 

" well... For starters... Your airelines are run by idiots with their heads up their asses. Cost me my bags.... THEN the stupid cab driver cant understand me explaining i dont have American money... And so he drops me here! Some... Hellhole!!" 

Staying cool tempered the owner merely snickers as the visitor rants on, letting him vent his seemingly horrific day upon him as he made him a cocktail. Timing it close to when he would run out of steam and sliding it infront of him 

" maybe this will help alittle~ no reason to sulk and pout all night. A few cocktails should help you see this place as less hellish" 

Eyeing the bright yellow drink infront of him Vince would cautiously take it and attempt to see through it. Checking for anything looking out of place before letting out a small pout of a huff then taking a swig. Eyes going wide as he plants the drink down on the bar and slid it towards the owner in disgust 

"what the hell is in that?! Poison?! Of course! How can i complain if im dead, huh?!" 

Coughing like he was choking on smoke, vince was given a glass of water which he would start to drink from as if it was the antidote to his poisoned cocktail. The kitsune however looked down at him, grimacing slightly at the reaction as he picked the drink up him self and took a solid gulp from it. 

"too stiff? Figured with all that bitchin' and moanin' you would want something strong. Guess you aren't much of a boozer hm?  Poor thing" 

Teasing him now the kitsune would think for a moment and wander off, into the back of the bar. Rummaging around for a while before returning with a dark green bottle of champagne in each hand, both heavily covered in dust and soda syrup showing they had been sitting for some time in a forgotten spot 

"This should due hm? You french love your aged grape juice... Have these left over from a bachelor party from a while back. Figured it might be more to your liking?" 

Vince sat there beside himself at the conditions of these so called champagne bottles but anything would have to be better than the yellow gasoline from before. Giving the owner a gentle nod, he would get to work opening them going through the long process until they eventually fought back after sitting for so long. The cork sitting like cement in the bottle after several attempts from the kitsune and even after customers at the bar, The room calling it quits after a small while before it would fire off like a rocket while sitting untouched. 

"huh, guess we... Loosened it? Screw doing that twice" 

Pouring vince a glass of the sparkling wine into a normal whiskey glass infront of him had the frenchs face flushed of all color. His heart hitting his stomach as the final nail in the coffin was hammered in place by the addition of ice cubes... Vince felt as though he might pass out 

"you uh... Alright there bud?" 

The kitsune would raise a brow watching vince sway abit and almost turn green before his very eyes

"you... Would be in jail where I'm from... For the murder of this poor poor wine. I'd be a hero for turning you in!" 

Having no choice wince would take yhe glass and force himself to slowly drink the wine from the wrong glass and overly cold. It wasnt the worst thing he had ever drank and the odd dogboy infront of him was trying to be kind, shooting him a smile and raising his glass in approval he nodded towards him 

"not bad doggo, not bad. So, what do the rest of the people here call you?" 

Finishing his glass after he asked, setting it on the bar still holding it as he taps the side to non verbally as for a refill. The kitsunes ear would twitch at the ping of his nail against the empty glass, pouring it half full once more as he responds 

" Ischi, charmed i'm sure~ and what about in your wine haven hm? Or does everyone just call you" sir" or "your highness" ? " 

Vince chuckles into his glass as he was taking another drink, eyeing ischi as he seemed to toy with him more now that he was slightly lubricated. 

" both will work for you, ischi. But Vince! Vi to my friends~ this wine... It grows on you! More more!!"

He demands as he finished his second glass in a swift gulp, leaving ischi abit surprised but with a soft grin he poured Vi another glass. This one finishing the first bottle, leaving the kitsune to start watching how it would affect the small frenchman as he just drank a small bottle in close to an hour~ 

Another half hour went by with the two continued their playful banter as slowly the wine would take over leaving vince growing more and more surly

Peering over at Vince as he hadn't said anything in about a minute. Flicking an ice cube at him with his thumb as he grabbed another glass to wipe down

"still with me there almighty vince? I get away with saying you'd run from a fight after a wedgie from the big bad bully in college?... Guess I'm right~" 

"Oh~? maybe you were right, I'm small after all, but still I don't mind a little PUP like ya hmm" 

Vince would smirk and scratch ischis chin mockingly, causing the kitsune to let out a soft growl for the first time tonight. Hearing this made him want to keep striking while the iron was still hot 

"besides! My family and i used to hunt ya foxes using REAL dogs~ so no reason to let myself be intimidated by an overgrown one! So bark and bite all ya want...you're on hunting party from being a coat!" 

With his final jab thrown at the pup vince would spin in his seat and turn to go to the bathroom, stumbling slightly before catching himself and straightening up. Not wanting to lose all the power he had just gained as he victory strut towards the bathroom. 

Ischi would be seething as he chomped off the end of his cigar and spit it off to the side, eyeing the two bar towels her tore in half trying not to take a bite at the bitchy frenchman. Slowly his tail would start to swish as a wolfish grin slowly came across his face. Quickly getting to work on tearing several more towels into different lengths, leaving behind the bar and stalking towards the restroom where vince had hurried into and begun washing his face in attempts to sober up. With his head in the sink he wouldn't hear ischi come in, headed to the small broom closet beside the stall. Opening it to grab the roll of pvc piping tape, raising a brow as he found a duffle bag of sports gear. Left by a employee but... Not totally useless. Plucking something from inside the kitsune would slip up behind his prey and ready his hands to act quickly 

"NOT afraid of a pup huh?? We can fix that smartass!" 

As vince went to stand up and gasp he would feel the large rubber lacrosse ball stuffed into his mouth and behind his teeth, using his palm to hold it in place ischi would be pulling a long strip from the roll with his teeth  and pressing it to the back of vi's neck then quickly working the roll around his head and over his lips until the roll was spent 

"there! Perfect for ya... Now get... Down!" 

working both arms behind his back ischi would pin vince against the floor on his chest. Pressing a knee to his back ischi would quickly get to work on tying the drunk frenchmans arms tightly behind his back and in awkward positions, using the towels to secure his limbs into place. 

"You... REALLY must elget away with alot where you come from, but not in my bar jackass! Time to pay up!!" 

Taking the time to bind his thighs and legs together, then tightly folding them to fix to the tie around his hips and attached to his wrist bonds. Finally working the chest and knee harness into place making struggling even more of a pain less he wanted his ties to dig in worse then they already were. Wrapping up his kidnapping with a braiding of vinces hair and attaching a small string to its end. 

"ya know... I was gonna make this hog tie TRULY unbearable. But it looks like you can barely wriggle as it is... Besides, this floor is filthy..." 

He states with a wolfish grin, getting to his feet then going to peer through the bathrooms door

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