Selph

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Removal of Priority Queue

I've taken the decision to remove the priority commission queue from my Patreon benefits?

Why?

Going forward I'm no longer going to accept commissions on a first come, first serve basis. This has led to me taking on work which I feel I cannot fully deliver on out of obligation, and as a writer, I don't feel comfortable producing work that isn't my best.

So from now on I'll be selecting commissions only if I believe I can fulfil the brief to t...

Short Scene: Glaz & Selph have a weighted conversation.

“Why go to all that effort finding a tailor, when you can just conjure the fabric yourself?”

“There’s no fun in that. Unlike you, I’m not as detached from the physical world.” Glaz smirked. He split his long serpentine tail in two and used the smaller appendage to wrap around a wine glass at the edge of the bath. “There’s a certain pleasure one can feel when watching a mortal tailor’s eyes bulge in horror as you reveal your true form. Your fat burgeoning with enough fo...

A Blue Night

(CW: Intercourse, messy blueberry, male lactation)

Commission for Softservebelly

(Disclaimer: Any acts of transformation, expansion, or mental altercation have been consented to by the owners of the characters affected. Any acts depicted are meant as explorations of the fetishistic psyche, hold artistic merit, and are compliant with the TOS of Patreon).

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Aiko squatted down to try and fi...

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A Glutton's Wish

(CW: Implied vore, mega-macro sizes, feeding tubes.)

Commission for BorusaRylam

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Alasdair Shaw had managed the entirety of Glutton’s Row for the last twenty years. The exact moment he turned twenty-one, his father passed ownership of a small bakery to him over his elder brothers. A fact which deepened the rift in the sibling’s relationship, and worsened their respective competitive sensibil...

At All Costs

(CW: Inflation, fantasy violence, ambiguous perma-popping)

Commission for CynicalGage

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Straining belts, tearing cloth, and the whine of hot air building to a climax within a vessel that lacked the elasticity to contain it. These were the sounds of an overwhelming victory. A kitsune ballooned out of his shinobi gear, rendered naked and defeated, and Tenkai smiled confidently that he had surpasse...

Hollow as His Words

(CW: Inflation, supervillainy, monologues, unusual shape transformation)

Commission for Anonymous
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Mayor Thompson’s speech had waffled on for what felt like an eternity. He started his rally with the usual garbage about putting the city first, and ensuring a bright future for everyone. Provided he be re-elected as mayor in the election next month, of course. The man was eloquent, newly middl...

House Party Blues

(CW: Alcohol, Blueberry Inflation, Popping)

Commission for TurboBorb69

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Gage’s idea of a house party involved worn sofas, middling to bad EDM, and those red cups everyone apparently just ‘had’ in case a crowd gathered to drink cheap beer in your house. They were surprised to find out that the party they had been dragged to this time was at a rich dude’s house, with plenty of clean, unda...

The Creamfiend of Kharstoke

(CW: Inflation, Intercourse, Popping, Cream/Slime Inflation)

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Borjak thrust one last time into his partner, savouring the way his plump cheeks felt against his crotch. He held his depth and bit his lower lip, his penis swelling and pulsing for a sweet, delicious moment before releasing its payload. The warm, wet, and plentiful seed gushed like a hose inside the Dwarf’s anus. He moaned. He had long ...

The Cerulean Suit

(CW: Inflation)

Commission for Anonymous

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“Good work today,” Edwin’s co-worker placed a mug of coffee on his desk. They gave him a firm pat on the back and peeked over his shoulder. They studied his screen and laughed gently. “Burning the midnight oil again huh?” They said and took a long drink from their own mug.

“It’s just how I am,” Edwin replied.

“Trying to cat...

Mission Poppable

(CW: Inflation, popping)

Commission for CynicalGage.

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Jonathan stirred to consciousness with hammers pounding on the inside of his skull. His vision was obscured by a course brown fabric, which he recognized as a burlap sack. Favourite headwear of kidnapping victims everywhere. His sensitive feline nose wrinkled; the fibres were irritating his face. The motions of his muzzle twitchin...

Belia'zaar's Plaything

(CW: Inflation, Popping, Penis Inflation, Self-Humiliation, Blowjob)

Commission for CynicalGage.

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Thomas landed with a harsh thud.

“Oh, another one,” the green skinned devil behind the desk looked up at the ceiling. He clicked his black tongue against his golden, shark-like teeth and hummed to himself. “We really need to hire a contractor to fix that broken portal, one day we’re g...

Balloon for Hire: Prop Actor

(CW: Inflation, Popping)

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Will rose to greet the day with a stretch. He rose both arms over his head and then wiped the sleep from his eyes, scanning the room for a pair of boxer shorts and socks. They were clean enough, only worn for a few hours yesterday, so they would do for now while he went about his morning ritual. There was no point putting on clean underwear before showering, cleaning himself...

Jason's Stretch Test

(CW: Inflation, popping, ass inflation, nudity)

A lightly connected sequel to Club Expanse commissioned by Brucealo.

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New Grandir was larger than Jason had expected. He was told it would be an easy city to get lost in, however, he didn’t realize just how serious that warning had been. He checked his phone map frantically as he paced the research district, occasionally letting his eyes wander from the screen to marvel the ...

Tom in Space Part 2: Spacious Feasting

(CW: Massive Weight Gain, Space)

Commission for CynicalGage

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“... are you with us?”

A voice tugged at Tom’s consciousness. It was strong, and masculine, and tangible enough to rouse him from sleep. His memories were a jumble of moving parts, rushing past each other but never quite connecting. He had a distinct image of a clunky grey spacecraft lodged in his mind’s eye. There was ...

Tom in Space Part 1: Space Colonies Blow

(CW: Inflation, Space, Threat of Popping)

Commission for CynicalGage

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Tom delicately entered the coordinates for the warp-jump into his ship’s computer. The console lit up with a Seasons Greetings message, wishing him a happy holiday. Which would have been nice, had it been anywhere near December in the Earth-Centric calendar. They were in July. He gave the machine a gentle tap, and when that...

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Club Expanse

(CW: Inflation, Popping, Mild Peril, Alcohol, Moob-Fucking, Muscle Inflation)

Commission for Brucealo!

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Jason checked his phone for the seventh time in the last ten minutes. He went through the usual cycle of apps, and then made sure his friend hadn’t tried contacting him. It was unlike Seth to fall out of contact. Any other time they went out to a nightclub, Seth was the compulsive texter. A...

Boom Boom's Boom

(CW: Farting, Belching, Popping, Hypnosis, Wrestling, Roughhousing).
Commission for Caz!

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“They want me to do WHAT with my hair?” Zac cried out. His face red with indignation. “It’s bad enough they had me change my stage name to BOOM BOOM, but they want me to braid my hair like a literal fuse? What’s next, are they going to light it on fire while I’m in the ring and watch me explode!?�...

Little Larry's Big Revenge

(CW: Inflation, Arousal, Gun Usage, Popping)

Commission for AbbyInflatableTabby

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“Sorry ‘bout this Larry, nothing personal.”

Larry could feel the rain bouncing off his skin. Each droplet felt like a bullet, his body was over-sensitized, and over-inflated. Without a payload of hydrogen stretching his guts, he was average height for a mouse. Just barely over three foot three, the ...

Blimp Truckin' in the Snow

(CW: Inflation, Intimacy)

Commission for Glitch50

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Glitch alternated between standing at the edge of the pavement and sitting on the metal bus stop seat. When he stood up for too long his legs itched and his ankles hurt, but the cold weather had chilled the bus seat and when he rested on it for too long his cheeks and thighs became numb and sore. February was a good time to be bundled up at home...

Teaser in Process: Barry's Blue Balls

Content Warnings: Hyper Inflation, Penis Inflation, Baked Goods/Foodplay, Balloon Play, M/M Sex, Sexual Tension.

 Here's something I wrote up to get my juices flowing for commission work, it's just the first 1,200 words of a story I'm prepping for later. I hope everyone who's into this sort of thing will find it enjoyable for now!

 Barry leaned into the meat of his palm. His cheek squished up against it, forcing his already dark, sleep ringed eyes t...

Thank You + Question on Content.

 An enormous thank you to my patrons this month. I almost cried seeing how many of you pledged your support, and how many new faces there are joining you. It's been a tough month with mental illness, physical discomfort, and the death of an old friend weighing heavily on my mind. Everyone so far has been understanding and allowed me to take some time to reflect, and re-centre myself in preparation for returning to posting new content.

 With that out of the way, I ha...

Morning Rituals (Speedwrite)

 I woke up today feeling slightly more feminine, and wanted to pop a guy by filling him with steam. So I ended up writing this. Hopefully those of you who are subscribed solely for male content won't be too put off by this!

Sephis woke up and felt compelled to call herself Sephira, her feminine energy felt more dominant today. She whisked the covers away and folded them in the air with a flick of the wrist, dropping them neatly into the wash basket at the far end of the ...

Defying the World's Weight

The weightlessness of a balloon is something I have envied for as long as I can remember.

My relationship with weight has been contrarian, to put it lightly, no pun intended. Since early adolescence I have been fat and well tethered by gravity’s oppression. Natural factors and a large appetite combined to give me a prodigious, bulging silhouette. My friends in high school would compare me to a blimp, and whenever a movie or a TV show went for an inflation gag, they would tease me by s...

Rough Draft/Teaser - Esme's Mansion (Blueberry Inflation)

Byron stopped to catch his breath. His waistcoat hung from his shoulders, ripped to shreds by his encounter with the ghoul. The mansion’s chill bit harder now that he was almost naked. Except for the damned belt. He stopped to look at it in the reflection of a floor length mirror, wondering if the manse’s owner had conjured it in this exact spot as a taunt. The belt was secured around his stomach, its buckle aligned over his belly button. It dug into his flesh, the newly accrued deposits ...

Brawling Boss Bust-Up

The final blow connected with the great wolf’s head. It knocked a tooth loose, the enormous fang skewering a car as it fell to the streets below. He recoiled, and started flashing red. That was it, dude was toast.

Rolldozer flexed to show off his massive arms, the weapons of the wolf’s demise. He watched the wolf boss try to fight against the rules of being a boss monster. His health bar had been depleted for hours now, at this point he was just being a sore loser. He wasn’t level...

Dr.Defatso and the Balloon Party

I reclined against the sofa to collect my thoughts. The rubber tank top I wore beneath my baggy shirt squeaked with the motion, joining the rest of the fetish apparel’s pitched melody whenever I repositioned myself. It was strange how awkward I felt wearing so much gear considering everything else I had done in the past four months. I thought I would be more acclimated to the lifestyle of an out-and-out kinkster by now, but as I felt the urge to keep the glossy red surface of my belly hidde...

Six Kegs

“Alright, so here’s the deal,” a large bellied cat, with long shaggy hair and square glasses, signalled the rest of the house to bring in the kegs. They stacked them in rows of three, one on top of the other. There were six in total. And these weren’t small kegs either, these were fat oaken barrel, premium Bearsburry lager kegs. Just one of them was as wide as the fattest member of the fraternity, and came up to the necks of most people. Like the motto of the lager suggested, ‘one i...