May 2021 Sketches: Byakko and Ophion

Due to a bit of a mix-up on my end, we have two winners for sketches this month: Tyler Furlong wanted to see a big Byakko, and Wilgeon wanted an obese Ophion, drawn up by Dandy Horse. Thanks for your support for another month, everyone!
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Byakko could only roar in impotent rage- he had been tricked again, gorging on too much energy that had now overflowed his body. Only this time, it seemed to have a strange, debilitating effect that meant Byakko’s defeat was delivered with a whimper instead of a bang; every part of him was softer, heavier, and slower. His well-honed muscle had melted into blubber that wobbled at the slightest touch; his belly sprawled out on the ground, the size of a boulder made of jelly. The tiger’s stripes were strained and warped as they stretched over the immense bulk of his bloated body, his gigantic middle squeezed up against love handles the size of kegs. His blubbery thunder thighs were buried and pushed to the sides of his belly, his humongous rear weighing him down like a pile of sandbags. His powerful chest were now a pair of doughy pillows that sagged limply atop the crest of his belly, sandwiched between that gigantic ball of fat and his newly acquired multiple chins framing his face. His balloon-like cheeks wobbled as Byakko let out another roar of defiance- but perhaps he only yelled as loud as he did to drown out the growling of his stomach.

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Ophion rested one hand on his enormous, love-handle-laden hip; the formerly fit dragon had grown into a voluptuous, immensely overfed wyrm, his golden scales heightening the luxury of his obese, overfed body. His belly churned, a massive, cauldron-sized mass that hung off his middle. His legs were thick as tree trunks, chunky thighs rolling off each other, his round, generously proportioned rear bouncing subtly with each waddling step. His formerly sculpted arms were as thick as ever, but wobbled with reams of fat hanging off of them, his angular, chiselled face softened and rounded out with cushioning from a few extra chins. He chuckled, already planning his next meal- if this didn’t get the attention of his beloved Summoner, then at least it had been an enjoyable shift; he had never eaten so well in his life.