Anonymous said:
I was if you could draw a body builder competition where the guys on stage are getting inflated till they pop, and can you preferable make a wolf getting inflated and about to pop, While some have been popped or getting close to?
thatbluewolf said:
How about some buff guys getting far too big?
Anonymous said:
Can you please make more guys getting turned into bodybuilders, or inflating male bodybuilder till they pop.
It was terrifying.
It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen a single competitor return backstage after his performance.
It wasn’t the guards that dwarfed even the largest of us.
It wasn’t even the grotesque sight of the wolves’ stage-filling muscles, or his groaning hide, or the haunting look in his eyes as he stared desperately into mine for his last moments.
No.
What terrified me was how eager I was to be the grand finale.
That feel when you try to pose for a cheeky Easter pic, and your nice warm rump accidentally incubates a cadbury cream creature, and attempting to escape that sticky situation just ensures that you’re in for one hell of a tummy ache.
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Anonymous asked:
What's your opinion on airgasms?
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Which kind? I’ve seen that term used for many things, from when a ballooney character cums, up to being a synonym for popping.
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Anonymous asked:
Ever tried mishap inflation? *accidental inflations like roger rabbit etc etc*
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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.
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Anonymous asked:
Could we possibly see an inflated or buffed up Morgana from Persona 5?
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Ooh, Morgana, sounds kinda’ hot, probably from some new anime or vidj’a game, let’s see what what she looks like…

…

Not, not saying no, but… really? I’ll… I’ll figure something out.
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Anonymous asked:
Is there any chance that you will draw an actual bursting or just before bursting scene again with some gay cum inflation? :O
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I dunno, maybe, if I can think of something fun to play with.
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Anonymous asked:
What in your opinion is the best way to burst/pop a character?
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Huhmm… with lots of air? It’s kind of a very open question.
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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.
Anonymous said:
What does the other room look like in that Sly Cooper pic?
All things considered, probably something like this.
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Anonymous asked:
Seeing your Sly Cooper pic made me wonder: What's your fave inflation scenario? I've seen pumps, hoses, goo, muscle growth, self-inflation and hypnotism-based. Has there been voodoo?
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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.
Anonymous said:
Is there a possibility that we could see some Sly Cooper inflation?
That’s right, Cooper, just relax and keep grinding between your thickening thighs. Looks like my breasts have caught more than just your eye this time. Breathe deep, ringtail, breathe deep and heavy. I’ll be disappointed if you’re not filling both rooms when I come to arrest you in the morning. Don’t worry, you won’t be bored. You’ll get to stare at my chest all night long.
…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.
“Keep your hands off it.”
“But-”
“No. You don’t get to touch or see yourself until I see a stretch mark, and your belly is still smooth as silk.”
“But it feels really weird.”
“That’s just what a belly full of air feels like. Now keep pumping, it shouldn’t be long now.”
Fucking wind
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.