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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #15 - Wip

There's obviously something going on... Has Boruk not grown up?

The feline stretch

ENGLISH :
As the morning sunlight streamed through the bay windows of the GreenWood GymClub, the air vibrated with electric energy. It was Open House Day, the long-awaited event where guests could "come as they are," an invitation to total freedom, with no clothing restrictions. And at the center of all attention, Tony the Tiger, the feline with vibrant orange and white fur streaked with black, rested on a weight bench in a pose that left no one indifferent.

Lying, slightly inclined on his right side, his clawed left hand grasped his left thigh, which he brought with feline suppleness toward his left pectoral, in a perfectly calculated stretch. This athletic and provocative movement revealed every curve of his sculpted body. His silky, impeccably groomed white fur contrasted with the black stripes that danced across his coat, attracting attention like a magnet. But what truly captivated the audience was his unabashed nudity, exposed without the slightest embarrassment. His semi-erect penis lay with an almost arrogant elegance, while his large testicles, the size of tennis balls and covered in thick white fur, almost seemed to invite curious hands. Their impressive volume, enveloped by this soft fur, was a true visual temptation for the spectators' imagination.

Tony, with his carnivorous smile revealing his gleaming fangs, savored every glance at him. Who would have thought that the stocky tiger would transform into such a machine of power and seduction? His abs, carved like blocks of marble beneath his silky fur, rippled with every breath. His shoulders, now broad and muscular, seemed ready to move mountains. His rounded, firm pecs, and his thighs, worthy of an Olympic sprinter, completed this picture of feline perfection. How had he undergone such a metamorphosis in such a short time? Was it to parade under the blazing summer sun, or simply a need to push his limits and put on a show?

As the minutes passed, the GymClub attracted a diverse crowd, seduced by this day when all barriers seemed to fall, and all eyes could rest on this spectacle of masculinity.

The murmurs intensified as curious onlookers approached, mesmerized by Tony's figure. Some admired his curves, others succumbed to the provocative aura he exuded. Lying on his bench, he stretched his muscles with deliberate slowness, each movement seeming choreographed to attract attention. Stretching, after all, was essential before lifting weights without risking injury…

Tony, fully aware of the effect he was producing, let his smile widen, his green eyes sparkling with mischievous mischief. He slowly released his thigh, letting his body extend with feline grace, as if to prolong the moment. Then, with a fluid movement, he straightened slightly on the weight bench, his muscles flexing beneath his skin, and cast a provocative look at the crowd : "So? Who wants to check out the goods?"


FRENCH :
Sous la lumière du soleil matinal traversait les baie vitré du GymClub de GreenWood, l'air vibrait d'une énergie électrique. C'était la journée portes ouvertes, l'événement tant attendu où l'on pouvait "venir comme on est", une invitation à la liberté totale, sans contrainte vestimentaire. Et au centre de toutes les attentions, Tony le Tigre, le félin à la fourrure éclatante orange et blanche striée de noir, reposait sur un banc de musculation, dans une pose qui ne laissait personne indifférent.

Allongé, légèrement incliné sur son flanc droit, sa main gauche griffue, saisissait sa cuisse gauche, qu'il ramenait avec une souplesse féline vers son pectoral gauche, dans un étirement parfaitement calculé. Ce mouvement athlétique et provocateur, dévoilait chaque courbe de son corps sculpté. Sa fourrure blanche, soyeuse et impeccablement entretenue, contrastait avec les rayures noires qui dansaient sur son pelage, attirant les regards comme un aimant. Mais ce qui captivait véritablement l’assemblée, c’était sa nudité assumée, exposée sans la moindre gêne. Son pénis, semi-érigé, reposait avec une élégance presque arrogante, tandis que ses gros testicules de la taille de balles de tennis et recouverts d’une épaisse fourrure blanche, semblaient presque appeler les mains curieuses. Leur volume impressionnant, enveloppé de ce pelage doux, était une vrai tentation visuelle à l’imagination des spectateurs.

Tony, avec son sourire carnassier dévoilant ses crocs étincelants, savourait chaque regard posé sur lui. Qui aurait cru que le tigre trapu, se transformerait en une telle machine de puissance et de séduction ? Ses abdominaux, taillés comme des blocs de marbre sous sa fourrure soyeuse, ondulaient à chaque respiration. Ses épaules, désormais larges et musclées, semblaient prêtes à soulever des montagnes. Ses pectoraux, bombés et fermes, et ses cuisses, dignes d’un sprinter olympique, complétaient ce tableau d’une perfection féline. Comment avait-il opéré une telle métamorphose en si peu de temps ? Était-ce pour parader sous le soleil brûlant de l’été, ou simplement un besoin de repousser ses limites et de s’offrir en spectacle ?

Plus les minutes passaient et plus la salle de sport GymClub attirait une foule hétéroclite, séduit par cette journée où toutes les barrières semblaient tomber, et ou tous les yeux pouvait se poser sur ce spectacle de masculinité.

Les murmures s’intensifiaient à mesure que les curieux s’approchaient, hypnotisés par la silhouette de Tony. Certains admiraient ses courbes, d’autres succombaient à l’aura provocante qu’il dégageait. Allongé sur son banc, il étirait ses muscles avec une lenteur délibérée, chaque mouvement semblant chorégraphié pour attiré les yeux. L’étirement, après tout, était essentiel avant de soulever des haltères sans risque de se blesser…

Tony, parfaitement conscient de l’effet qu’il produisait, laissait son sourire s’élargir, ses yeux vert pétillants d’une malice espiègle. Il relâcha lentement sa cuisse, laissant son corps s’étendre avec une grâce féline, comme pour prolonger l’instant. Puis, d’un mouvement fluide, il se redressa légèrement sur le banc de musculation , ses muscles roulant sous sa peau, et lança un regard provocateur à la foule : « Alors, qui veux tâter de la marchandise ? »

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Climbing Higher - Wip

GreenWood has a particularly steep terrain, especially in the sparsely exploited forest areas with dense vegetation. However, a trail leads to the summit of a mountain, offering a spectacular view of this isolated territory. This is precisely the goal of the day for Boruk and Jonathan, after the latter "climbed" the back of his "mount," which doesn't hesitate to ogle everything it likes as it passes by. 😄

Random - Boruk and Jonathan - wip

A random work with boruk and jonathan

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Take care of yourselves and your loved ones ;-)

~Etan

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #14 - Wip

Worried about his orc, Jonathan comes to his aid... followed by Bugrol, who doesn't really care much. However, the orc is more concerned about Boruk's reaction towards Jonathan. The redness in Boruk's eyes suggests he has reached his limit; the testosterone flowing through the orc's blood has peaked, and Boruk is likely to become unpredictable!

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #13

ENGLISH :
As the sound of the crash echoed throughout the sports complex as Boruk collapsed, Jonathan, completely petrified by what he had just witnessed alongside Bugrol, remained frozen. What was supposed to be a simple joke to make Boruk break their No Nut November bet had taken a completely different turn. Seeing his orc struggle for weeks to stay abstinent until the last second of November, the human had wanted to push him to the limit. But seeing Boruk stand up hastily and crash against the concrete pillar just seconds later, Jonathan felt a wave of panic wash over him. He had gone too far! His heart raced!

Without thinking, he pushed open the glass doors, yelling, "Boruk!" His voice, tinged with worry, echoed through the deserted room. Bugrol, who had remained slightly behind, winced as he saw Jonathan running towards the green orc. "You shouldn't go near him..." he growled, his raspy voice a warning. "You have no idea what a truly horny orc is like." But Jonathan, deaf to the warning, was already sprinting toward Boruk, his sneakers crunching on the rubber floor of the room.


FRENCH :
Alors que le bruit du fracas résonne dans tout le complexe sportif quand Boruk s’effondre, Jonathan, totalement pétrifié par ce qu’il vient de voir aux côtés de Bugrol, reste figé. Ce qui ne devait être qu’une simple plaisanterie pour faire craquer Boruk dans leur pari de No Nut November a pris une tout autre tournure. Voyant son orc lutter depuis des semaines pour rester abstinent jusqu’à la dernière seconde de novembre, l’humain avait voulu le pousser à bout. Mais en voyant Boruk se lever précipitamment et s’écraser contre le pilier de béton à peine quelques secondes plus tard, Jonathan sentit une vague de panique l’envahir. Il était aller trop loin ! Son cœur s’emballa !

Sans réfléchir, il poussa les portes en verre, hurlant : « Boruk ! » Sa voix, teintée d’inquiétude, résonna dans la salle déserte. Bugrol, resté légèrement en retrait, grimaça en voyant Jonathan courir vers l’orc vert. « Tu devrais pas t’en approcher… » grogna-t-il, sa voix rauque lançant un avertissement. « T’as pas idée de ce que c’est qu’un orc vraiment en rut. » Mais Jonathan, sourd à l’avertissement, sprintait déjà vers Boruk, ses baskets crissant sur le sol en caoutchouc de la salle.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #13 - Wip

Jonathan to the rescue!

There's nothing extravagant about this image, but it's important for what comes next.

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #12

ENGLISH :
In his fall, the already tattered boxer had reached their limits. The elastic, stretched beyond its capacity, snapped with a sharp snap, releasing Boruk's enormous testicles. They, now unrestrained, lurched forward heavily, their weight further unbalancing the orc. Boruk tried to catch himself, his hands clawing at the air, but the sudden movement only worsened his instability. He staggered, his massive body teetering like a tree about to collapse.

Finally, he crashed heavily against the mirror attached to the pillar behind him, a resounding crack echoing through the deserted gym. Miraculously, the shards of the mirror remained in place, wobbling slightly but without breaking or falling on the orc. The reflective surface, cracked like a spiderweb, reflected a distorted image of his massive body, glistening with sweat under the gym's lighting.

Dazed, Boruk blinked, trying to regain his senses, but a sharp, nagging sensation abruptly brought him back to reality.


FRENCH :
Dans sa chute, le boxer déjà en lambeaux avait atteint ses limites. L’élastique, poussé au-delà de sa capacité, céda dans un claquement sec, libérant les testicules démesurés de Boruk. Ces derniers, désormais sans entrave, basculèrent lourdement en avant, leur poids déséquilibrant davantage l’orc. Boruk tenta de se rattraper, ses mains griffant l’air, mais le mouvement brusque ne fit qu’aggraver son instabilité. Il tituba, son corps massif vacillant comme un arbre prêt à s’effondrer.

Finalement, il s’écrasa lourdement contre le miroir fixé au pilier derrière lui, un craquement retentissant résonnant dans la salle de gym déserte. Par miracle, les éclats du miroir restèrent en place, oscillant légèrement mais sans se briser ni tomber sur l’orc. La surface réfléchissante, fissurée en toile d’araignée, renvoyait l’image déformée de son corps massif, luisant de sueur sous l'éclairage de la salle de sport.

Etourdi, Boruk cligna des yeux, tentant de reprendre ses esprits, mais une sensation aiguë et lancinante le ramena brutalement à la réalité.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice - WIP

Here we go!

200 kg of orc muscle hitting a concrete pillar... Luckily, only the mirror suffered... But not sure if that will bring Boruk luck.

Tiger stretch - wip

The Greenwood gym "GymClub" hosts a special "Come as you are" day every week. So if you'd like to come and admire all these beautifully sculpted male bodies, you're welcome!

Today's star is Tony, with his stretching session right in the middle of the gym.

By the way... hasn't the cat gained a bit of muscle?

Jonathan Character - Rework

Before/After

A major retexturing work for Jonathan, who is one of the first models I've worked with in recent years. This facelift adds a touch of realism to the details.

Information Notes : MAY

Hi everyone, I hope you're well !!

Last month was a bit complicated for me, as some may have sensed from the slowdown in my posts. That said, things are improving this May, and I'm slowly getting my creative juices flowing again!

I recently published the final illustrations for the story "Be My Valentine" featuring the orc Borz and the minotaur Boros, and I'm already preparing those for "No Nut November" featuring Boruk the orc and his companion Jonathan. This is the perfect time to give me your feedback: a like, a comment, a reaction, even a simple one, means a lot. It's thanks to you that I can adjust, refine, and develop my work in a direction you really like.

Don't hesitate to stop by Discord either! There's a free channel in the ADGames - Art => adg-discussions-suggestions section dedicated to this kind of discussion, and many other channels you might like ;)

As for the sequel to "Spring Party," with a very close result of 51% to 49%, you voted on April 15th for Rigur to bring Barry home... and from my point of view, I can tell you that this sequel is going to be very exciting. I took the time to think about the storyline, and I can tell you that it's going to be the hottest series I've ever done (you're not ready... Barry isn't either, and neither am I, for that matter xD).
I start producing the scenes just after NNN.

On the agenda: belly growth, oviposition, egg-laying, lactation, voyeurism... and many other surprises! Believe me, Barry doesn't know what's in store for him. He's not going to have a peaceful pregnancy, and his apartment is going to see all the colors 😅

As you know, I'm juggling several projects at the same time: some are on hold, others are progressing slowly, and some... remain secret until their surprise reveal (I'm keeping a few cards up my sleeve 😏). For those who want to follow this closely, my Trello is updated regularly.

A quick aside. Sometimes I get a little carried away and talk about projects that are barely in the making, because I'm so eager to share my ideas with you. If some announcements seem rushed, it's just my enthusiasm overflowing. Thank you for your indulgence and patience ❤️

Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the commission survey 😄! In February, more than 80% of you were in favor of implementing them, which is very motivating.

When everything is ready, I'll get back to you to share the details. I can't wait to offer this in the best possible conditions!

Before concluding, I'd like to address a slightly less joyful topic. I've been informed that my works published on Patreon are quickly republished, without my permission, on pirate sites. On the one hand, I could see this as a form of recognition, but deep down, it's still problematic. It directly impacts my income, making my financial stability more fragile.

From the beginning, I've always made sure not to increase the rates for my tiers, despite the increase in my personal expenses. I make this choice out of respect and gratitude for you. But I also have to be transparent: if this kind of practice continues, it could have an impact on what I'm able to offer here.

That said, there's also some excellent news: more and more of you are supporting me! Even though I've noticed occasional drops (particularly in the last three months, which given the global geopolitical context seems normal to me.), the trend over the past six months has been very encouraging. Your messages, your presence, all of this gives me the energy to continue.

So from the bottom of my heart, a huge THANK YOU. Thank you for your encouraging messages, both privately and in the comments, thank you for your feedback, your likes, your constructive criticism, and your generosity.

Take care of yourself and your loved ones,

With all my love,

~Etan

Be My Valentine - Wallpaper

A close-up of Boros and Borz for your wallpaper :P

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Be My Valentine #09A/B/C - FIN

"I don't like the way you stare at me... What are you up to?!"

At these words, a smirk stretched Boros's thick lips, still glistening with the orc's thick seed. Without a word, and immobilizing his partner's body with all his weight, the minotaur slid his large, calloused right hand behind Borz's head, his fingers firmly digging into the orc's hair. Before he could protest, Boros leaned forward and snatched a kiss, his warm, wet lips crushing against his lips. Borz's eyes suddenly widened, his Lykaon hybrid pupils dilating in shock, his entire body freezing at this unexpected audacity.

Unaccustomed to this kind of intimacy, the orc remained petrified, his tense muscles unable to react. Boros, for his part, let out a low grunt of satisfaction, a deep sound that vibrated throughout Borz's body. With an almost predatory slowness, the minotaur began to suckle the orc's thick lower lip, his tongue exploring the sensitive flesh in a deliberately erotic movement. Borz felt a treacherous heat build again in his loins, a burning shiver rising up his hairy spine. The sensation of Boros's full lips, licking and nibbling at him with possessive greed, was something new to the orc, who had never received such attention.

Questions began to swirl in Borz's mind: Why was Boros acting like this? Was he in heat, driven by uncontrollable urges? Or was there something else behind this unusual tenderness? The disoriented orc struggled to understand, his breath quickening as Boros continued to savor his mouth like a treat, each lick sending electric shocks through his exhausted body.

Then, slowly, Boros released his grip, Borz's lower lip still trapped between his teeth. He pulled away just enough to whisper a few words while staring into the orc's red eyes: "Happy Valentine's Day, furball." The words, seemingly sincere but spoken with a hint of humor, struck Borz, who hadn't been expecting them. Those eyes, still wide open, slowly began to fill with tears... blurring his vision... "What is this feeling?" Borz wondered, still staring into the minotaur's red eyes, who returned the exchange with a smile.

For the first time in his life, Borz found himself at a loss for words.

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This concludes this series of images. I hadn't planned to make so many picture, but I really wanted to show Borz and Boros' special relationship. I hope you enjoyed it ;)

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Be My Valentine #09a/b/c - Wip

Drooling Kiss :3

Be My Valentine #08C

The bull puts all his weight into keeping Borz in place. Boros really has something on his mind.

"I don"t like the way you stare at me... What are you up to ?!"

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Be My Valentine #08C - wip

200kg of muscle just for Borz. You'll be able to admire the minotaur's powerful back!

Be My Valentine #08B

Boros stares at Borz as the latter demands that the bovine move his ass from his body, which makes him smirk knowing he is currently in a position of superiority.

"What the fuck are you doing?! Move your horny cow ass!"

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Be My Valentine #08

Minutes passed, Borz's excitement subsided, leaving him lying on the bed... exhausted... His massive belly and fur glistened under thick layers of his own semen. The orc panted, his lungs gasping for air in the room saturated with the smell of sweat and sex. Above him, Boros watched him with an almost disturbing stillness, his glowing gaze fixed on the muscular orc like a predator watching its prey's reactions. The bovine wasn't finished with him; he still had something to offer.

Wordlessly, Boros moved, his powerful thighs settling on either side of the orc's legs, a slow but deliberate movement that put Borz on alert. The heat of the minotaur's massive body, his rough fur brushing against the orc's skin, revived Borz's muscles. Surprised by this initiative, the orc spat out words in his raspy voice:

"What the fuck are you doing?! Move your horny cow ass!"

A smirk tugged at Boros's thick lips. Undeterred, he continued his advance, his colossal muscles effortlessly dominating the exhausted orc. Borz, despite a surge of resistance, felt his strength fail him, his heavy arms unable to push back the minotaur's iron grip. The contact of their sticky crotches, a mixture of semen and sweat, amplified every sensation, each friction sending electric shivers through the orc's body.

Boros stared at Borz with his burning gaze, his nostrils flaring slightly as if savoring the scent of the orc submissive to him. Slowly, he pressed his heavy, warm belly, rounded by the orc's thick semen, against his partner's, a deliberate slide that drew an involuntary shudder from Borz. Goosebumps rose on his rough skin, his heart racing with the intensity of the contact.

The minotaur gently brought his face closer to Borz's, his warm breath caressing the orc's jaw.

Embarrassed by this situation and this gaze that seemed to dissect him, Borz swallowed, his bravado wavering. Looking away, he said hesitantly,

"I don't like the way you stare at me... What are you up to?!"

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Be My Valentine #08B - wip

alternative angle

Be My Valentine #08 - wip

Borz is out of breath, he's given it his all... letting the bovine's belly appear much rounder than usual. It's time for Boros to take advantage of the orc's exhaustion to offer him one last gift, which will conclude this Valentine's Day!

Belly Day ! #03 - #04

A hotter version for those beautiful spring days ;)

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Belly day ! #03 - wip

Don't be ashamed, I know a lot of people have been waiting for this version! :D

Laughter and Desires among Friends #02

Alternative angle with Hugo's beautiful exposed belly, accompanied by faces you know ;)

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Laughter and Desires among Friends #02 - wip

It would be a shame to miss this angle ;)

APRIL 2025 PACKAGE AVAILABLE

Hi everyone !

The Level2 (FHD) , Level3 (4K)  and Level4 (8K) APRIL packages are available :

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- Level 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/23658487

- Level 4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/16669752

And also on Discord.

I hope you've enjoyed this month's work ;)

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To find out how my work is progressing, please consult my Trello account, which I update regularly.

Thank you all for your support and trust.

Take care of yourselves and your loved ones ;-)

~Etan

Laughter and Desires among Friends

When the worries of everyday life become overwhelming, nothing makes life easier like a group of friends. Hugo the Minotaur understands this well. Every weekend, he walks through the door of Horns and Milk, a bar that smells of testosterone and where he meets his regulars.

The evening quickly heats up. Around the pool table, laughter erupts, cues slide through fingers with suggestive precision, and glances linger on the stretched jeans. The plates overflow with delicious food, but it's the muscular asses, molded into tight pants, that really whet Hugo's appetite. Every stroke of the cue against the balls makes him vibrate, and his excitement, increasingly visible beneath his pants, doesn't go unnoticed, which doesn't leave his friends indifferent.

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Relaxing evening - wip

There's nothing like an evening around a pool table with your friends to help you forget all your worries!

Belly day - Wallpaper

Let's stay true to the original with this close-up of Borz's most glorious part :P

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