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Trixie

— Whoa-ooh, now those are tits... — Dylan nearly stumbled when he noticed the girl sitting on the bench, staring off into the distance. Red hair, a flowy floral dress, and breasts… breasts that looked like they were about to rip the fabric at the seams.

He slowed down, his eyes locked onto the deep neckline that didn’t hide a thing — in fact, it only made her curves stand out even more. Suddenly, the girl flinched, as if snapping back to reality, then tilted her head slightly ...

Locker Room Glitch - Page 1

The Girl from Another World

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Oh. Seems like there’s nothing better before sleep than stretching a tired back and finally letting the body relax after a whole day of fussing with the field and cattle. Though, even better than that is drinking a mug of cold milk, straight from the jar in the fridge, and feeling it cool the throat and bring back strength.

I smirked, put the empty mug on the table, and slowly trudged toward the bed. The day had been tough — in the morning I drove the cows to pasture, then f...

The Girl from Another World - Part 1-2

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Oh. Seems like there’s nothing better before sleep than stretching a tired back and finally letting the body relax after a whole day of fussing with the field and cattle. Though, even better than that is drinking a mug of cold milk, straight from the jar in the fridge, and feeling it cool the throat and bring back strength.

I smirked, put the empty mug on the table, and slowly trudged toward the bed. The day had been tough — in the morning I drove the cows to pasture, then f...

POV with AI: My Workflow and Tips

Hi everyone. Since I keep getting asked the same question, I decided to make this post (oh god, I never thought I’d say “people often ask me” haha), but still:

How do I make POV?

You can make POV with just a prompt, but first of all, it’s rare to get a proper POV right away (at least in my case). And second, even when you do get a POV, in 9 out of 10 cases it hardly ever works as a more-or-less realistic first-person view. For a proper final image...

Michelle

I got a bit mixed up with the schedule on DeviantArt, so today’s post will be a bit earlier =)

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'Yeah… this all looks pretty damn ridiculous,' Michael thought to himself, standing in front of the mirror in his tiny bedroom. He adjusted the black-and-pink bra, stuffed unevenly with crumpled T-shirts to mimic breasts. On his head, a wig — straight blonde hair falling onto his shoulders, catching on the bra straps. Around his hips — panties with a...

Locker Room Glitch (Textless) - POV - After

Looks like you like POVs, so why not ))

Strange app - page 8

Locker Room Glitch (Textless)

Still practicing making comics. And while I’m working on speech bubbles and SFX, I decided to share what I’ve got so far =)

Million Dollar Challenge

The coolness of the summer forest wrapped around my body, and I caught myself shivering. Even when I just stood still, I felt how under the fabric of my white hoodie my breasts trembled on their own, impossible to control. Though of course, I was glad at least I had that on me. I still couldn’t believe this was my body. Mine! The tight black thong rubbed between my ass cheeks so much that every second was a test and at the same time a reminder that all this was real.

— You coming? �...

Company policy - Ep. 2

Episode 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/company-policy-115661954

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After some time

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The meeting room was empty. Jenna stood, leaning against the long table, her fingers absently stroking the edge of a folder left behind by one of the shareholders. She couldn’t make herself leave right away, because the humiliation she had just endured at ...

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Strange app - page 8 drafts and other

I’m continuing work on page 8. For those interested, here are some small drafts so far =D and also from the previous pages...
Honestly, the amount of work on each page keeps getting bigger and bigger, haha. If it goes on like this, I’ll probably need more than a week for each one, but maybe along the way I’ll also improve my skills… who knows, we’ll see.

Additionally in the end, here are a couple more images for the story I’m working on in parallel (planning to publish it...

Becoming Her: A Short AI Story

A simple AI-made story in snapshots =D + some extras at the end

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Alan was in shock when he decided to take a selfie on the phone he found in the motel room where he had stopped overnight while passing from one state to another.

When Dreams Come True - Ep.2

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When Dreams Come True

— Sally! This… this isn’t what you think! — David flinched, clutching the sides of the purple dress with both hands. His breathing was uneven, his eyes darting around as if he were searching for a way out of a trap.

— Oh, really? — Sally’s voice was cold, yet it carried a strange, almost sinister smile. — So you’re not standing in front of me right now in a woman’s dress, mumbling something in Spanish to the mirror like you’re some kind of Latina?

David swall...

Inherited Instincts

— Ugh… kh… ugh… — rustling sounds echoed through the attic as Agata struggled to lace up that damn corset, each pull tightening it more and more. Between her legs she still felt wetness, her nipples itched just from the fabric’s touch, and her breath—though ragged—still felt somehow… intimate.

— What are you dawdling for down there? — came François’s voice from below, on the stairs, lazy and content.

He’d already managed to tidy himself up, humming under...

A small selection of random stuff - 2

Let’s hit the paaarty! — A year later…

A year later…

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— Mimi, Mimi, Mimi... — the same lazy smirk as that fateful night colored Alicia’s voice as she stepped in through the glass veranda door, tapping her nail against her phone. — A square neckline loves smiles. Chin up, tighten the ribbon on your waist... yes, like that. I see you’ve adjusted perfectly.

— ...Alicia? — Mimi turned from the mirror, feeling her heart clench and sink down where the tight ribbon dug in, her breasts swaying in the n...

Why do you always play as chicks?...

Just added a small extra to the story, just for... ahem-ahem =D (see attached text file)

Why do you always play as chicks?

Dorm. When I was applying to college, it was the last thing I ever thought about. For me, the main thing was to get in, pass the exams, and finally get the hell out of the dump I grew up in. And now here I am, lying on the top bunk, face buried in the pillow, listening to the clattering keyboard below.

— Alex… — I mumble, rolling over to the other side. — You’re fucking annoying, seriously. It’s one-thirty in the morning.

He doesn’t even hear me. Thinks that since he...

The Kramers (updated)

Updated version of the pictures. Yeah, I wasn’t aware of all the little details of the DC universe when I just found the previous images online and decided to write a story based on them =D

Well, I couldn’t miss the chance to tweak a few things a little lol =D at least now the coat is blue in both pictures =D

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—...and once again, Mr. and Mrs. Kramer: you’re doing better than you think, — the family therapist smiled, snapped his folder shut, and stood up. — Rem...

Strange app - page 7 (Early Access)

A Small Update

Hey everyone!

Just a quick announcement with two bits of news.
First — starting tomorrow, I’ll be switching the posting time (both here and on DeviantArt) to 14:00 UTC. (17:00 Moscow / 15:00 London / 10:00 New York / 07:00 Los Angeles / 23:00 Tokyo).

Second — about Sunday updates. I had mentioned posting comics or similar stuff on Sundays, but I think it’ll work better on Thursdays instead. As for Strange App, nothing changes: I’ll keep aimin...

The Key and the Anchor

— This is all your fault! — Raiden’s voice, now high-pitched, ringing, even slightly cracked, cut into Leon’s ears more painfully than any laser blast. He felt the fingers of his former enemy — now, technically, a woman and a fellow victim — digging into the lapel of his crimson uniform. She (and just a short while ago — he) stood right in front of him, wrapped in the tight blue uniform of the rebels, her breasts clearly pushing out under the fabric, stirring a strange awkward f...

The Important (and Wet) Exam

Ugh. God, it’s such a relief that Jerome finally started taking all this more calmly. I leaned on my elbows and allowed myself to finally relax a bit. I’d finished the test about twenty minutes ago, but I wasn’t in a hurry to turn it in. The room was still noisy: some were scribbling their last answers, others were frantically flipping through their reference books, and I just sat there, staring somewhere at the board, though in reality I was only seeing vague images and thoughts.

Let’s hit the paaarty!

— Oh come on, Alicia, this isn’t funny anymore. Just change me back — Michael exhaled, letting his arms drop hopelessly as he stared into the mirror, once again unable to believe the reflection. His breasts gently jiggled with every breath, tightly cinched in the corset top of the dress, and the straps kept trying to slide off his smooth shoulders.

Behind him, sitting on the bed and lazily fiddling with the hem of his shirt, Jake smirked — their mutual friend, the one they’d i...

Strange app - page 6

Hi everyone!

Today, instead of the usual Sunday story for all levels, I’m sharing a comic page in early access.

For now, it’s just an experiment. But maybe, if I keep working on comics or something similar, Sundays will become the day for paid early access content, or maybe something exclusive.

If you have any thoughts about this, feel free to share them in the comments or send me a private message — I’m always open to feedback.

But the reason ...

SCP Chronicles

SCP-543 — Plush Transformer

Object: Sergeant… Sergeant Daniel Hayes. 29 years old. Single. Reputation: informal leader, womanizer, jerk.

I wrote this down in the protocol, taking the photograph and slowly raising my eyes to the figure sitting in front of me. In the picture there was a strong, smirking man in uniform, confident, self-satisfied. But opposite me now was his complete opposite: a slender girl in a light sweater, hunched over, clutching a plush toy in her hands as i...

Monkey’s Paw

— ...Thus, if we substitute this value into the equation, we’ll get… — Andrew Miller’s voice sounded confident, but inside he felt the same familiar anxiety, realizing that at least half the class wasn’t listening to him at all. Of course, he had prepared himself for this, expecting that the first year of teaching after college would be tough, but it was one thing to expect it, and another to actually live through it.

The silence in the chemistry classroom lasted exactly thr...