Sketches- May 2023

For Neoshepard, a hypor muscle Tauren chief, and a musclegut goat dad for Silverback088. Enjoy, and thanks for your support!

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It was hard to put into words how big Baine had grown; the orcs from Mag'har gasped at his sheer, dominating size, comparing him to the giant ogrons back on Draenor. The tauren outsized anything in Thunder Bluff, forced to wander the plains of Mulgore lest he level the tauren city, and caused tremorous quakes with his steps. Every part of him could dominate or destroy the awesome landscape around him- his enormous chest was the size of an actual canyon, and he could crush boulders between his engorged pecs. His arms, always propped up by lats the size of Stormwind Cathedral's buttreses, could break any mountain with a mighty blow, his biceps larger than some hills in Mulgore.

The tauren's legs billowed out with inflated quadriceps, but at first glance, he may as well have three legs- the tauren's enormous member was swathed in a horde banner for decency's sake, but how long it would last would be anyone's guess. Baine could feel the virility and strength pulsing in his gigantic body, and was just looking for something to test it out on.

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Asgore had been bulking for something big; the King of Monsters was ready to fill out his armor in a way he never had before. Along with his rigorous workouts, he had been eating enough for an army, and it showed; his whole torso put one in mind of a round boulder, but the dense layer of fat coating his middle hid a solid core of iron. And it hardly overshadowed the rest of his form; every part of him belied power and strength. His earth-shaking legs were thick as the columns holding up New Home, rolling off each other whenever he lumbered about. Atop that keg of a middle was a deep, canyon-like chest that retained a mighty shape worthy of a King. His arms and shoulders were immense, wide enough to fill the gate of the Monster Realm, and strong enough to level its walls. His biceps alone were roughly the shape and size of some of his royal guards, supported by triceps strong as mountains. Already accustomed to the weight of his crown, his musclebound back and sprawling shoulders could probably lift all of his monster subjects.