Thanks.
I’ve seen it done decently a couple times.
To put it bluntly, it’s transformation, not inflation, and my interest in it is very minimal.
I got the next Blaze page sketched up, I just forgot that I did it hours ago and haven’t refined it yet. This is why it hasn’t been finished yet, I drew the damn thing six hours ago and completely forgot about it until just now.
*shrug* Ask WolfBlade, he’d probably know.
I usually just let them build for a while, then knock them out all at once. In todays case, however, there’s just a bunch of stuff that I sorta’ wanted originally to answer with an image, but at this point I just wanted to get them answered.
Oh, right, I still haven’t finished that. Calm down with the payment thing, seriously I’ll get to it. Shit, I’ll get the next part drawn and posted today. I genuinely just keep forgetting that I’ve still got a few parts to go before it’s done.
Not from me, but there are a few different folks that you can find on FA that take commissions for animations of the inflation+popping variety.
Generally, belly inflation of a muscled character. Actual muscle inflation is very scenario specific for me, but I am always up for seeing a once perfectly chiseled tummy become smooth and round while the big boy struggles to contain all that pressure.
Can do.
I think that’s been used plenty of times… maybe… no, it hasn’t, has it? How has that not been done before!? I’ll see what I can do.
Ehhh… drawing someone intentionally tied, plugged and pumped would just be easier on me than trying to figure out a precise way that someone would have fallen on an object, gotten tangled, and was immobilized in such a way that they could not in any way shape or form get out of the situation.
Nah, not really. I wanted to see if I still remembered how to make flash animations, try a few new things, and see if I could export things in a more modern format than .swf, so I slapped that together over a couple hours one day and there we are.
Persnickety.
I can, but I need more actual scenarios to use it in. I will get bored really quick just drawing various muscled characters sitting on dildos in various states of fullness and growth.
‘s alright.
I’m honestly not a fan of muscle on muscle relationships in unless there’s growth involved, and even then if the focus shifts away from the growth I just lose interest.
Of course.
Honestly one of the primary reasons at this point is simply that I don’t get too many requests for any reptilian characters. I suppose I could start using them more for the open-ended requests, but I worry a bit about making them look to generic.
It’s a thing that frequently comes after inflation. I don’t really have any particular feelings toward it than that.
They’re a pain in the ass to draw properly. Don’t much bother me beyond that.
Which kind? I’ve seen that term used for many things, from when a ballooney character cums, up to being a synonym for popping.
Closest I got was a short comic of Tigress. It’s posted as part of an art set on Tumblr here, August 8 2016.
For the most part, though, I don’t draw stuff like that because it’s too easily defused by the character pulling the hose out, or hitting the off switch, or whatever means necessary to stop it from happening.
Ooh, Morgana, sounds kinda’ hot, probably from some new anime or vidj’a game, let’s see what what she looks like…

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Not, not saying no, but… really? I’ll… I’ll figure something out.
I dunno, maybe, if I can think of something fun to play with.
Huhmm… with lots of air? It’s kind of a very open question.
Aye, when the mood strikes, and I just don’t really produce much of the type of content that I care to post to DA anymore. The request box over there stopped getting new stuff in a long while ago, and its current contents aren’t interesting enough to me to work on unless I’m really in the mood to just draw anything that comes up, which isn’t too often.
This question is always a lot more difficult to answer than folks probably intend. The short and easy version is that I don’t really favor one scenario more than another. If it’s done well, I enjoy it.
…typing. Many things that I can’t find the words to talk about, or even keep to individual thoughts.
I’m thinking I may move back over to FA or something. I like Tumblr, but it isn’t really optimal for connecting with communities. It’s like living in an apartment, posting stuff to a board outside your door, and taking notes shoved underneath the door, but there’s always just a big dumb useless door in the way, keeping you from really being a part of the rest of the world. Granted, when I made the move to this page, that was what I was looking for, but now that I’ve enjoyed the relative silence and solitude for far too long, I’d rather like to move back. I’d like to open that door again.
Community is really what it’s all about. Belonging. I had that for a while, and it felt good. I let folks take advantage a bit, for the sake of holding onto that feeling. Eventually I grew tired of it, as one does, and left it behind, locking the door. Good riddance. I think on it now, and that really wasn’t the case at all, was it… if you’re to be part of a community, you have to put forward something. I suppose I just felt that I was putting in more than I was receiving. But then, I was closing the door, shutting the community out after making my contributions. It was me the whole time, not everyone else.
Yes, I suppose that makes sense.
I do wonder if I can even come back at this point. I’ve burned many bridges over the years, locked many doors. The world is changing. The community is changing. Has changed. There’s plenty of opportunity I suppose. Maybe I’ve matured enough to do things right this time.
Or, perhaps, there’s something else in my coffee than what was on the label. Either way, I miss you all. I’m tired of seeing the world through the peep-hole on my door.
Edit -
Almost two years ago I wrote a similar post. I thought that may be the case, but I wasn’t certain. I wonder if I’ll do better this time.
My plush husky stood next to me as a full sized anthro, his gorgeous blue eyes staring into mine, when I felt someone grab me from behind and restrain me. Turning my head as as best I could, I manage to catch a glimpse of none other than Fox McCloud as the identity of my captor. I look back to my husky to see, to my surprise, Wolf O’Donnel holding him in a similar manner. I stare befuddled at him as he grins, then something large and red catches my eye, and my how large it was. I look to the husky again, who seems to be unsure of himself.
“Do something!”, I plee,
“What do you want me to do!? I’m the smallest one here!” he replies, looking down toward Wolf’s member in a mild fright.
It’s then that I feel something slick, warm, and three sizes too large slide between my legs. Wolf grabs the husky and shoves him into my arms, taking position behind him. Fox shifts me, bending me forward as he draws his hips back…
…and then a large gust of wind slams against my bedroom window, waking me up. I lay there for a moment, hugging my plush husky tight, fully awake. There was no way I would get to return to that dream.
Fucking wind.
Probably.
Yeah, I know; it seemed like a better idea in my head. I’ll figure something else out eventually that isn’t borderline nightmare fuel.
I genuinely don’t know anymore. As of late, I doodle facial expressions, heads of various species in different positions, and eyes while at work, just to sort of keep from getting rusty, but otherwise I don’t really have anything anymore.
Yes.
I do not.
Indeed, located here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5583953/
Just on a whim I started thinking about Drake’s back story while in the shower, and within half an hour I managed to come up with the backstory for not just him, not just Icarus City, but for the entire planet, the existence of the Chocobe, the growth gas, and everything else that I’d been trying to find a way to tie together.
It did not, however, give me the motivation just yet to actually start writing the stories. One giant step closer, at least.