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Belly day ! #01 - #02

I couldn't do nothing when I came across all these sexy works created around a meme on bluesky. So Borz agreed to pose, under the gentle warmth of the spring sun, causing a slight oozing of sweat on his skin.

Don't hesitate, the orc is big enough to accommodate dozens of hands at once! But be careful, as his t-shirt says, he bit gently, BUT... he loves violently :P

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Sorry for the delay

Hi everyone 💛

Just a quick note to keep you all in the loop.

I’ve been running a bit behind on my posts this month, my IRL job has been way more intense than usual. To give you an idea, I’ve lost 5kg over the past two months… which definitely has me reflecting on my health and priorities.

That said, the last three images from "Be My Valentine" will be going live this month, starting right after this :

Two images with No Nut November - Growth Juice will follow.

On a more personal note: Don't be like me, don't exhaust yourself with the task. In the professional world, we're all "replaceable," which is one of the reasons why we must maintain our health.

Thanks again for your amazing support and trust.

Take care of yourself and your loved ones,

Etan

Be My Valentine #07C

"I"m COMING !!" Borz yells

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Random meme

I couldn't resist the meme circulating on BlueSky.
Borz is doing very well at this little game :P

Be My Valentine #07B

Borz's howls rattle the walls of the chamber, leaving the minotaur to admire the results of his work as a geyser of seed ejects from the orc's throbbing member.

"GraAAH!!!"

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Be My Valentine #07

After several long minutes, Borz, overcome by orgasm, finally released the grip of his muscular thighs that had imprisoned the minotaur's snout against his throbbing scrotum. With a loud, wet "pop," the orc's enormous appendage freed itself from Boros mouth, leaving behind a trail of drool and sperm. At the same time, a geyser of sperm erupted with prodigious force, spurting into the air in thick, disorderly arcs. The minotaur raised his head, mouth wide open, desperately trying to catch his breath as his senses gradually recovered amidst the deluge of sperm.

"Graaah, I'm coming!" " Borz shouted, his raspy voice ripping through the room like a bestial roar, his massive body spasming as the flood of his semen continued to explode, splashing Boros's already stained face and further staining the Minotaur's brown fur.

"Damn... how can he produce so much?" Boros was surprised to see the orc release more and more of the burning semen into the air.

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Be My Valentine #07C - wip

The roar of Borz!

Be My Valentine #07B - wip

What mess :D

Be My Valentine #07 - wip

The tap is on!

edit : Woups, I forgot to put the picture xD

Project "NeonClub Spring party" The sequel

Hi everyone.

For the sequel to "NeonClub - Spring Party," I have two projects to offer you:

• Project 1: After the events at the NeonClub, the rabbit Rigur takes Barry home. During the journey, Barry's stomach will have had time to shrink, with only a slight curve visible. At his home, Barry will wake up thinking he was dreaming, but little by little, he will feel discomfort in his abdominal area. Rigur's eggs are developing in Barry's body.
  

• Project 2:
  (This will be more complex; the environments will be more varied and more characters, which means more time to develop this picture serie).
  
  After the events at the NeonClub, Barry is carried out of the nightclub by the rabbit Rigur. Despite his lack of clothing, the rabbit's fur keeps Barry's body warm, and he quickly falls asleep. While he thought he was waking up at home, Barry wakes up in a white room, lying on a bed. The place, sober, resembles a medical room. Barry wears a strange latex outfit covering his body except for his forearms, his calves and his entire abdominal region. He notices a kind of bar code printed on the outfit at the torso level. Barry sports a very slight curve of his stomach, probably because of the events past at the neon club with this rabbit... uh... Rigur? Is that what he's called?
  
  (From there it's an idea, but it can be subject to modification)
  
  Barry inspects the place then decides to leave the medical room: closed... Barry refuses to stay locked here without even knowing why, is this stupid rabbit who put him here? The human finds an air vent through which he manages to pass despite his size. As he crosses the air vent he hears moaning noises, and little by little he finds other ventilation vents giving him a visual of what is happening in other rooms: human individuals for the most part who sport enormous bellies. In this adventure, Barry will discover the "factory" pole of the Greenwood medical company "E.G.G. corp", and will try to find a way to escape.
  
  For this second project I would like to involve you in the development, that is to say the adventure will progress according to your choices. Example: Two possible paths for Barry, left (you hear bestial moans), right (you hear a liquid noise).

To your votes.

MARCH 2025 PACKAGE AVAILABLE

Hi everyone !

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

- Level 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/23169489

- 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

How to become a real orc #01D

Meanwhile, further down in the weight room, while the orcs argue over "who has the biggest one", the minotaur Boros focuses on working his muscles. After all, since arriving in the city of GreenWood on Earth, his new life hasn't given him the opportunity to complete "go kill monsters" quests like on his homeworld, Gorethar, which allowed him to maintain his imposing mercenary muscles. Granted, this method of lifting weight bars rather than a large sword or axe is less stimulating for him, but at least, maybe one day, he'll become as strong as orc Borz or Boruk.

As he lifts the enormous, weighted metal bar onto his shoulders, harnessing the power of his massive back, a growing erection begins to strain the minotaur's boxers, exposing his colossal member, which is growing increasingly red under the strain of the effort. All the masculine energy pulsing within him seems to be expressed in his crotch, rivaling the virility of the two orcs who continue to squabble.

Suddenly, the bar, heavier than he had anticipated, makes Boros wobble a little to the right but too obsessed with his own challenge, the bovine doesn't notice that the discs stabilizing the weight on his shoulders are beginning to separate more and more at the right... This instability threatens to lead Boros to disaster...

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How to become a real orc #01C

Mmh... Maybe you should beg him for some cuddles, with some luck it'll straighten your spur... But I bet he'd rather suck my thumb, HAHA!!

Boruk's eyes turn fiery red, a storm of rage rumbling in his chest. His hands grip the dumbbells until the metal cracks. At his side, Jonathan slides a calm hand onto his shoulder, a silent but meaningful gesture. Boruk grunts, his muscles tensing, his mind on the verge of exploding...

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How to become a real orc #01B

Borz continues to provoke Boruk :

It must be because of that frail human next to you.Being so careful not to break him, you’ve forgotten what it’s like to have a real orcish boner, hard as an axe handle!

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How to become a real orc #01

Borz and Boruk lift their weights with a chorus of grunts. Borz, with a twisted smile on his lips, glances at Boruk and, in a deep voice, speaks to him:

Hey, egghead! I've been watching you for a while now, and I gotta ask you: Yeah, you've got arms as thick as my thighs, but your dick... Why is it hanging down like an old sock?

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How to become a real orc #01B/C/D - wip

Alternative angles for your viewing pleasure ;)

How to become a real orc #01 - wip

Borz, who is older than Boruk, will teach him that the true strength of an orc does not lie only in his arms... Hmm...

Be My Valentine #06C

"Mmh... This heat... Fuck! The feeling of your burning muzzle pumping my balls, it's too damn good"

Borz feels so good he's about to faint!

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Be My Valentine #06B

"Aaaah... Swallow it all, fucking cow... Take Every drop in your mouth!"

At the same time, given the situation, does Boros have any other choice than to swallow everything? :D

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Be My Valentine #06

Boros's muzzle pressed further onto the orc's enormous cock, the massive shaft of flesh hitting the back of his throat with a force that drew wet gurgles from the minotaur. Hoarse "glk-glk"s echoed through the chamber as the bovine's tongue struggled to keep pace with the intrusion, his thick lips quivering with the effort. Borz, in ecstasy, slowly felt a hot surge rise in his groin... his peak quickly approaching.

With a deep, primal grunt, he lifted his muscular thighs and clamped them around the minotaur's head, his heels digging into the back of Boros's neck to pin him down and force that hot, drooling muzzle even deeper into his groin. The sensation was overwhelming, savage, and the orc couldn't hold back a guttural cry: "Aaaah... Swallow it all, you fucking cow! Swallow every drop I offer you!" Followed by a gasping moan: "Mmh... This heat... Fuck! The feeling of your burning snout pumping my balls, it's so good!"

And then, what had to happen, happened. Torrents of virile semen from the orc's appendage, a thick, viscous surge that flooded Boros's mouth with almost inhuman violence. The minotaur, caught off guard by the volume, made desperate choking noises as he struggled to keep up. But it was too much. All that hot seed released in abundance, unable to find its way to his belly, surged back up, spurting out of his flared nostrils in an obscene mess. Boros's face was quickly smeared with a mixture of drool and semen, his red eyes wide open in surprise at the assault, while slimy strings of seed dripped down his nose ring and muzzle.

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Be My Valentine #06 - #06B - #06C Wip

It's not like the orc didn't warn Boros... Now the bovine has to swallow everything, and he has no choice, his head is blocked by the two enormous mounds of muscle that are Borz's thighs!

Be My Valentine #05B

"Umph… You should’ve warned me earlier that you were starving for a big slab of meat to stuff your horny bovine muzzle!"

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Be My Valentine #05

In a determined motion, Boros plunged his snout onto Borz’s massive member, his tongue, both rough and smooth, sliding over the orc’s reddened glans. Borz’s coarse hair bristled instantly, an electric shiver racing up his furry spine as raw pleasure overwhelmed him. “Fuck!” he spat, his massive chest jerking upright, elbows digging into the mattress to steady himself. His hybrid eyes, gleaming with predatory savagery, locked onto Boros, who, unfazed, devoured his cock with an almost animalistic greed.

Boros, nostrils flaring, withdrew his left hand from the throbbing shaft, leaving his maw alone to keep the pulsing tool in place. His thick lips and hot breath enveloped the appendage, and he began to pump with growing frenzy, each movement deeper, more ravenous. The orc’s eyes widened, stunned by the minotaur’s vigor, his lycaon tail thrashing the bed in a chaotic rhythm. “Fuck, are you serious?! You’re not gonna fit it all in your snout, are you?!” he blurted, half-excited, half-incredulous. Boros, too absorbed in his mission, paid no heed, his horns swaying slightly with each thrust as he relentlessly worked to break the orc under pleasure.

Hoarse moans escaped Borz as the minotaur’s expert tongue danced along the bulging veins of his member. A thick bead of precum began to glisten, shimmering under the room’s light, and Boros, far from slowing, welcomed it with silent greed, his lips quivering around the taut flesh. Panting, the orc rasped between breaths, “Umph… You should’ve warned me sooner that you were starving for a big slab of meat to stuff your rutting bovine muzzle!”

At those words, Boros’s red eyes, until then lowered to his task, snapped up sharply, meeting the orc’s gaze. A fierce glint burned in them, almost angry, as if the insult had stung his pride. Never had the minotaur shown such submission to Borz, he who usually imposed his brute strength without yielding. But in Boros’s mind, this moment held a special flavor. It was February 14th, Valentine’s Day, a human custom he’d stumbled upon during his wanderings in Greenwood. Where men offered flowers or sweet words, Boros had chosen a more primal, more bestial path: satisfying his orc companion’s carnal desires, sealing their bond in visceral intimacy.

Without a word, he sped up even more, his low growls vibrating against Borz’s skin, his massive hands gripping the orc’s hairy thighs to hold him steady.

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Be My Valentine #05 and #05B Wip

The Minotaur becomes more enterprising, which challenges Borz, who does not intend to let himself be controlled.

Update : Adding the alternative plan

Be My Valentine #04B

"Don't act smart, I don't give you three seconds with my dick in your mouth before you start mooing in distress!"

Is Borz truly angry when he says these words, or is it just a carefully maintained mask? It doesn’t really matter, because Boros couldn’t care less about appearances. His eyes, eager and feverish, are irresistibly captivated by the bulging, life-filled veins that run through the orc’s imposing virility, a massive rod that seems to pulse with carnal promise.

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Be My Valentine #04

Freed from the restraints of his trousers, Boros approached the orc with a slow and assured gait, his feet brushing the ground with velvet steps, which contrasted with his imposing mass. Borz, still lying on the bed, was still grumbling against the light that had torn him from his leaden sleep, his eyes narrowed and his forearm half raised to block the glare. But the orc did not have time to grumble further. An unexpected sensation nailed him to the spot: a hot breath, almost burning, caressed his crotch, making his massive body shudder.

His eyes opened wide, his orc-lykaon hybrid pupils suddenly dilating while his irises, a deep orange, began to sparkle slightly under the effect of a brutal emotion. (a typical reflex of lykaons facing a surge of adrenaline or desire). “What the f—!” Borz said, his voice husky and brimming with a mixture of annoyance and surprise. But his words were abruptly cut off.

With a firm gesture, Boros’s left hand, calloused and powerful, closed around the orc’s throbbing member, already bulging with overflowing virility. The minotaur’s fingers, accustomed to handling much heavier loads, applied a calculated pressure, drawing an involuntary groan from Borz. The latter felt heat rise up his spine, his lykaon tail twitching nervously against the worn mattress. Boros, still for a moment, raised his head, his bovine eyes glowing with a predatory light. He slowly ran his tongue over his thick lips, like a hungry hunter contemplating a long-coveted feast.

The orc, in spite of himself, felt his breath quicken, torn between the desire to throw a well-felt insult and the desire that nailed him to the spot. The minotaur, himself, said nothing, but his smirk spoke for him. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he savored every second of the tension he imposed on his companion. Then, without warning, he tightened his grip slightly, tilting his head as if to better admire his work, while a dull growl rose in his throat...

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FEBRUARY 2025 PACKAGE AVAILABLE

Hi everyone !

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

- Level 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/23169489

- 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

Levels improvements

Hi everyone!

In the last two months, I received two suggestions from you. So, let's talk about it:

📝 Add the stories present under my illustrations to the monthly packages in ".doc".

Easy and quick to set up! From now on, Level 3 and 4 will have a "Text" folder in their monthly package, grouping the finalized stories of the month. And don't worry, they will always remain directly accessible on Patreon for Levels 2, 3 and 4!

🎨 Offer commissions only with my characters.

There, it requires a little more organization, but it's doable!

I'm still hesitating between two formats:

- A new Patreon level with a fixed price (commission in 4K, max 2 characters, with or without background).

- A commission external to Patreon, with a price adjusted according to the complexity of the scene.

📢 Important little point: If you take a commission, you can publish it wherever you want, as long as you credit me (don't forget, otherwise I'll send you my scariest character as a reminder 👀).

Don't hesitate to tell me what you think! Your opinions and suggestions are always welcome. Looking forward to reading you! 😉

Be My Valentine #03

The metal door closed behind the man, sealing the space with a brief snap. A moment later, a sharp click sounded, and a harsh light flooded the makeshift apartment. The sudden burst of light ripped the orc Borz from his deep sleep. He flinched, a grimace contorting his face as the merciless brightness pierced his closed eyelids.

Accustomed to his companion’s less-than-subtle ways, he had no trouble guessing the identity of the intruder. Who else but Boros, his faithful right-hand man?

Still lying down, Borz limply raised an arm, sheltering his sensitive eyes behind the back of his hand. His gravelly voice rose, raspy and vibrating like an idling engine:

“Shit! Fucking milk cow, I know it’s you! Turn off that damn light or I’ll make you eat the bulb!”

The insult, though gruff, carried the casual familiarity that betrayed their complicity. But Boros, impassive, remained silent. Not a word, not a biting retort in return. Instead, a rustle of rumpled fabric filled the space.

The surveillance camera, perched in the corner, silently captured the scene, its lens trained on the minotaur’s broad, muscular back. The mass of dark brown hair that covered his body rippled slightly, and his bull’s tail, a natural extension of his spine, whipped the air with an almost nonchalant slowness. Boros’s bulging muscles rolled beneath his skin where the fur lightened, revealing his powerful muscles.

Then, in a deliberate gesture, he lowered his pants. The fabric slid down his thick legs, and a dull sound, a characteristic "flop," accompanied the release of his heavy balls, now freed from their fabric prison. The orc, still blinded and groaning on his bed, did not yet seem aware of what was happening, but the camera continued to roll, recording every detail.

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Be My Valentine #02

A few minutes had passed since Boros had sent his message to Borz, a message that had gone unanswered. The orc, still lost in the depths of his sleep.

It was 5:57 PM. A quiet hum echoed through the makeshift shelter as the electric metal door slowly slid open, letting in a pale glow. The bright flash cast the elongated shadow of a massive figure on the floor.

Borz’s snores, heavy and regular, filled the room, like the rumble of a stationary locomotive. A deep, gravelly laugh split the silence in an amused murmur. The individual advanced cautiously, his steps cushioned by the uneven ground, while the orc remained a prisoner of his deep sleep.

Neither knew that every moment of this scene was being observed. In the shadows, tiny lenses nestled in the invisible corners of the room silently analyzed every moment.

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