Solari, I keep reading what you wrote over and over again while masturbating. I want to feel myself being turned into a hooker too. A hooker who specializes in blow jobs.
*hips crack* Uhh ... I'm starting to change, too, Barbara! *grabs chest as nipples darken, thicken and grow erect* This feels so goooood! *small mounds swell beneath nipples, slowly push out ... and out ... and out ... and out* OOOHHH! *clutches growing, big-nippled tits* They're so big! I ... *falls silent as blond hair darkens, thickens and spills past shoulders* I ... I'm turning so fast! I need to ... *faces softens and rounds as lips become full, pouty and slick with wet, red lipstick* ... smoke! I ... I'm a hooker ... yes ... a hooker ... and hookers smoke! *places Capri 120 Indigo between full, pouty lips and lights up* This is who I'm becoming. A big-titted, smoking hooker! *penis withdraws into opening vagina as labial lips form around it* Yes, Barbara, yes! Look what you started! *nails grow long and slutty* Thank you! Thank you for my new life!
That's the cover of the latest comic which is currently up for patreon supporters, so it's not in the img folder yet. I've fixed the search page to show the proper link.
Also, you weren't supposed to be able to comment on the high res version of this image (I moved your post here). Was there another bug in the site or are you a clever person?
makes me think of a story about a daughter coming home from college unexpectedly. She was surprised to find her parents throwing a sex party and she was afraid to tell them that she was bi. She found her mother with her back to her bent over the bed servicing a man and decided to show her mother what she learned at college so far.
Looking forward to the follow up explanation to this. "I didn't fuck him, I just slipped and fell on his dick... Thirty five times. I was trying to get off, but I kept slipping!
Imagine her emotions, already at heightened, standing anxiously, precariously on a rope-ladder from a perilous height, clinging on to the sailor for support; then, swept off her feet as she's cradled into his arms, the wind ruffling her hair (and what diaphanous little of her dress there is). Holding on to him , she's finally put down on her back, on the spar between his legs. Terrified with fear, more than a little aroused, she's there helpless as he holds her down -- what's she going to do, roll over and break her neck? All she can do is be there, waiting, helplessly as he easily tugs her scant skimpies off in one, trying desperately not to fall off, the height and the wind not helping, keeping her nipples so hard and tight they're sore, and the sailor, one arm gently rubbing her stomach, the other...
Damnit, I really wanted to be your first patron but paypal is making me wait about a week before it transfers the funds into my account. Hopefully nobody beats me to the punch! or... hopefully somebody does, win/win for you I suppose :p
This is amazing. The style and quality makes it almost like a dirty Disney animation. A cream-pie would put this over the top. Do you have a patreon? you should really be getting paid for this stuff.
