A couple, hetero, homo, whatever, gets frisky and buys a pack of “gimmick” condoms that have pictures tiled on them. The first one they use is branded with images of a water drop, and their session goes perfectly smoothe. The next one has a ‘+’ symbol on it, and the receiving partner swears that the other feels larger than normal, though upon inspection, there’s clearly nothing out of the ordinary. Next, one that appears to be covered in images of tentacles. The two become overly stimulated by a mysterious writhing/crawling feeling, write it off as just being too pent up. The last condom in the pack is branded with the image of a bicycle pump. With each thrust a light ‘hiss’ fills the air, the receiving partner blowing up little by little. They grow tight, up to the edge of exploding, when the ‘giving’ partner cums hard, breaking the condom. Up to you as to what happens as a result.
I may not be able to draw in a way that I can share over the ‘net just yet, but that doesn’t mean that the ideas aren’t still flowing. Here and there I still come up with some yummy stuff and make a little sketch for myself, but I want to share it with everyone, see what ya’ll think. In that regard I’ve decided to start writing short stories around the ideas. No character building or plot lines, just a nice little tidbit of yummy like I usually add along with my sketches when they were posted.
If anyone wants to take any of these little ideas and run with them for their own stories or drawings, by all means, have at ‘em.
With that out of the way, here’s the first one.
Shivering alone on his bed, a thin trail of dried blood snakes down his forearm. Hunched over, gasping for air through a tired, lustful smirk, he grasps his chest with a cold, weak hand. Heartbeat fading beneath his grip, he stares at the meat monolith protruding from his crotch. A thin cord cuts hard into the base of his shaft, engorged veins ready to burst, it stands as hard and glossy as an effigy of glass, and just as frail. Vision tunneling, he gazes at his own clouded reflection shining off the head of his member, able to feel the radiant warmth that was once spread through the rest of his form. Where once it barely reached his navel, it now stood no less than his chest, wide as his arm, but considerably more solid, given his present state. He glances to the machine humming by his side, tasked with drawing the life fluid from his arm and redepositing it in his lower region. It seemed to be growing quieter, the noise becoming more distant. Turning it off crossed his fogged mind, but looking at the results he had so far received, he decided to let it run just a little longer. After all, it didn’t hurt anymore.
It’s… definitely a thing. Yep, that it is.
After a few months, ‘dis bunnu has finally returned!
Well, sort of.
I’ve returned in the sense that I’m back on the net every so often, to chat and check updates and whatnot. As far as producing more material, however, it’s going to be a while before I put out anything new, most likely.
Not going to get into any details, but I’m living in quite close quarters with a new roommate who probably wouldn’t be too comfy with the kind of stuff that I enjoy drawing. This doesn’t mean that there will be nothing at all, just that new submissions will be far and few between.
That’s all for now, fuzzies!
I dig the hell out of it, and look forward to drawing a lot more of it someday.
Nu
Well, I didn’t accomplish as much this summer as I’d meant to, but the summer has still come and gone nonetheless. Come tomorrow I’ll be hopping off the ‘net for a couple months, returning~ish sometime in October. See ya’ll then!
I used to do it, and my honest advice is to not. It’s way too easy to get pulled into the cycle of wanting to try more and more, which can very quickly become dangerous.
That being said, if you’re set on doing it, use an aquarium pump, the cheaper the better for these purposes. They generally have just enough power to fill you up at a comfortable rate, but not nearly enough to push you once you’re full, so you don’t have to worry too much about doing any damage.
Also, use silicon aquarium tubing, usually labelled as ‘Deluxe’ or ‘Premium’, and sand down the edge on the end that you’ll be inserting, as difficult as it is with that material. Lube is almost optional with this, and your rump will be a lot more comfortable during and after.
Here and there as of late I’ve been letting folks know that I was soon going to be “coming back” in terms of drawing, and I’m happy to announce that time has finally come. Skipping over some details that need not be shared quite so publicly, and thanks to a good bit of foresight on my part, I have been able to quit my job, and will be able to spend the next few months growing bored with sitting on my ass. At some point, probably about a week, if even that long, I’ll turn once again to fending off this boredom by scribbling out all the fap material that everyone seems to have come to enjoy.
It’ll be just like old times, but without any of the latent teenage angst :D
As anyone that has contacted me in the past is aware, I’m not very good at being social. I never realized that I was actually having a genuine problem of any kind until recently when a good friend pointed out the fact that I was vastly more withdrawn than usual, which was already pretty deep. He made me sit and have a proper conversation, during which I finally saw how bad it had gotten.
This is something that I want to change, and will do my best to work on as time goes by.
I appreciate the thought, but I do not. There are, however, numerous artists on Patreon who do, and would be far more appreciative of them than I.
I no longer take either commissions, nor direct requests.
Indeed there will be more, though not necessarily of that same variety. Character drawings, concept art of the locations, stuff like that to help flesh out the world a bit better are on the way– well, they will be anyway, once I actually sit down and put everything into text, so there’s actually a world to flesh out.
It’s always kind of funny, and sometimes a little depressing, while browsing newly posted artwork across the internet. Every once in a while, someone will send me a note, or an email, with an idea about a commission. Then sometime later, be it days, or maybe a week or two, I’ll see an image by someone else matching the idea that’d been sent to me. I just find it interesting to sit back and say “That could have been one of mine”. I take a few moments to really analyze the piece, and more often than not, I can happily say that it worked out for the better in the end.
Time, that’s all. A good pop requires at least a two-part image sequence, and a great pop requires far more buildup. I do intend to knock out more popping sequences eventually, but at the moment these little sketches are all that I’ve got time for.
Rarely, and never directly (i.e. listening to ‘Pump it Up’ has never made me want to draw inflation, whereas the Digitalism Remix of 'Technologic’ has). The type of music that I listen to while working on a drawing does, however, greatly influence the tone of the piece.