February 2023 Sketches

We've got some Japanese video game hunks this month, with a chunky Shino and a large and in charge Arataki Itto. Enjoy!

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Shino grinned toothily, patting his thick middle. The vicious canine swordsman had served his summoner well, dispatching his enemies left and right, and his summoner knew how to reward a good dog like him- with lots of treats. Shino had been eating well, with more delicacies thrown his way with the more victories he racked up. His days were filled with fighting and incredible feats of violence, and then matched with incredible feats of gluttony. This was about as good as a shadow beast could expect- an existence of simple pleasures where the tragedies of the past could be forgotten.

Of course, such an intense mixture of activity and decadence did not leave Shino physically unchanged. The wolf had always been stocky, but now he had grown larger than most in his company. His limbs were thick and girthy with muscle; his arms bristled with each sword swing, with biceps large as his head and anvil-sized triceps. His shoulders were broadened and his chest was like a pair of shields. His broad back spread out far, and his legs were thick as barrels- he would have a body to shame the most disciplined of bodybuilders, but all that food had to go somewhere, and Shino's torso boasted a gut like a boulder that bounced with each step. Shino took it as a symbol of his growing strength- and his growing appetite. It was a point of pride, and the more challenges his summoner threw at him, the greater rewards and feasts he would enjoy.

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Arataki Itto had given his name to the Arataki Gang he led, and if he was going to prove his worth in Inazuma City, he had to prove his strength as an Oni. He directed his gang to start targeting any magical items that could enhance his power- and oh, had he hit the motherlode. He still wasn't quite sure what was in the elixir he had drunk, but he definitely wanted more.

The growth that hit the Oni was rampant; his already powerful build exploded in size until he was the biggest and strongest man in all Inazuma. By the time the growth wore off, the immense muscle packed on to his frame was awe-inspiring. His arms alone were larger than most of his gang members, with biceps the size of boulders and triceps even larger. His chest billowed out like sails under full wind, the sheer mass of beef jutting far beyond his thick jawline. His heaving flanks were like a map of a vast, hilly valley, with abs the size of bricks and just as hard. His earth-shaking legs were roped heavily with thick tendons of muscle, but the elixir wasn't for strength alone- virility was an impacted factor, it seemed, as Arataki's manhood had grown large enough that it could be forgiven for assuming the Oni had a third leg.

Arataki was feeling drunk on power, and was more than eager to find a challenge that could truly challenge this new, boundless strength- and finding more of that elixir was a good place to start.