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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #10

Sitting on the weight bench, Boruk still held the empty can in his massive hand, rotating it mechanically between his thick fingers. He breathed deeply, trying to calm his heart rate after the intense effort, but a strange sensation was beginning to capture his full attention.

First, a subtle warmth in his stomach. Not unpleasant, but curious, like a gentle flame that was gradually lighting up. Boruk frowned, letting his eyes drift for a moment to the can he was still holding. The tangy, fruity taste of the drink still resonated on his lips, and he found himself running his tongue over it to soak up the last traces.

But this warmth... it was growing more and more intense.

“Huh?” he mumbled to himself, raising an eyebrow.

The sensation wasn’t just confined to his stomach. It was spreading, slowly but surely, like a wave of heat flowing through his veins. His arms, still tense from the effort, seemed to pulse with this strange energy. The visible veins that ran through his biceps throbbed under his skin, almost too strongly to be normal.

Then this heat descended abruptly towards his lower abdomen, settling there with a burning intensity.

Boruk felt his breath quicken, and his grip on the can tightened instinctively. His muscles contracted in spite of himself, as if they were responding to a command he had not given. He looked down, his breathing jerking as a tearing noise echoed in the oppressive silence of the room.

His gaze fell on his boxers, and his eyes widened in amazement. His testicles, already considerably swollen after so many days of abstinence, swelled even more. He saw the fabric stretching, its seams deforming, each thread doing its best to contain a mass that was clearly out of control.

“Fuck…” he growled, a note of panic in his voice.

He gritted his teeth, his face twisted into an expression of confusion and frustration, as his arousal rose in spite of himself. The sight only added to the excitement inside him, causing a gradual erection that soon forced its way under the battered fabric.

“What the hell is happening to me?!” he roared, still sitting on the bench, the can firmly gripped in his left hand.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #09

Boruk drained the last drop of the can of Grow Juice with a satisfied sigh, his large tongue instinctively passing over his lips to capture the last traces. The taste had pleasantly surprised him: a tangy flavor with a hint of fruit, reminiscent of wild berries, enhanced by a strange effervescence that sparkled on his tongue. He couldn’t quite identify what that little something was, but it added an almost addictive touch to the drink.

He stared at the empty can for a moment, staring into space, turning it between his fingers. The metallic reflections of the artificial lighting danced on its surface. A fleeting thought crossed his mind: perhaps he should have read the label before drinking it so quickly. But after all, this drink came from Bugrol, a trusted comrade, an orc like himself. Why would he doubt?

Boruk stretched on the weight bench, his bulging and tired muscles protesting under the effort. For a brief moment, his mind lingered on what had been his greatest distraction all month: the feeling of weight between his legs. His family jewels, swollen to proportions he had never thought possible, weighed heavily in his stretched-to-the-point boxers. Every movement, no matter how small, reminded him of their cumbersome presence.

Orcs were not known for their patience when it came to libido. Creatures of raw energy with an unparalleled sexuality, they usually responded to their needs as soon as they arose. But Boruk, in his determination to win this absurd challenge of abstinence, had refused to give in. Yet the effects on his body had been drastic. He had never seen, nor felt, such a buildup in his balls.

He took a deep breath, forcing his mind away from those thoughts. Thinking about it only made his already hard-to-contain arousal worse. After all, there were only a few minutes left until the end of the day. A few minutes to hold on... He could do it!

A twisted grin appeared on his lips as he imagined what would happen after midnight. He didn't even dare think about what the first lucky partner he came across would endure. "Their poor ass," he growled to himself.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #08

With the can still cool in his hand, Boruk raised his head to drink in large gulps. The icy purple liquid flowed down his throat, contrasting sharply with the burning heat of his body, tired from the intense effort and covered in sticky sweat. He closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the cooling sensation that soothed both his thirst and the throbbing in his temples, hammered by his boiling blood.

In the shadows of the corridor, hidden from Boruk’s view, two figures had gathered. Jonathan, a triumphant smile on his lips, slapped Bugrol’s massive fist. “Well done, big guy,” he murmured under his breath, his tone laden with satisfaction.

Bugrol, more reserved, returned Jonathan’s fist-bump. He looked over his shoulder toward the main room, where Boruk continued to gulp down the drink. “He’s drinking it all. Faster than I thought, actually."

Jonathan burst into a contained laugh, stifling the sound in the palm of his hand so as not to betray their presence. "Perfect. Now, we wait, it won't take long to take effect."

He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and glanced at his watch. The hands were slowly but inexorably moving towards midnight.

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Orc Borz - Wip

The bestiary is getting bigger! This orc will be a bit fatter than the muscle monsters I usually make. He's one of the bosses of the Greenwood slums ;)

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #09 # 10 - WIP

A truly delicious drink.

Wet... What happen ?

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #08 - WIP

Bugrol is the accomplice...
Mmh... This story will end in a 3-way game ?

Horns & Milk bar - Happy Holidays 2024 #02 BONUS

That's a hell of a pair of glasses :D

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Horns & Milk bar - Happy Holidays 2024 #02

You approached slowly, your hands outstretched towards Rowan, feeling the warmth of his body radiate in the air between you. His dense fur seemed to invite your fingers to sink into it, and his blue eyes, deep as a winter sky, captivated your mind. Rowan looked at you with a warm smile full of mischief and sweetness, plunging you into an almost unreal trance. You did not know how much time had passed, as if the rest of the room had ceased to exist.

Suddenly, a roar shattered this suspended moment. Boruk, the imposing orc, burst into anger, his bright red eyes blazing with annoyance turned towards his human Jonathan. The latter seemed to have completely lost control. In an unbridled momentum, Jonathan threw himself between Rowan's legs, his hands frantically gripping the red ribbon carefully tied around the Lykaon's enormous tool.

When Jonathan pulled insistently, the ribbon gave way, suddenly and brutally releasing the Lykaon's immense manhood. Rowan's imposing erection, already impossible to ignore, then became the center of everyone's attention.

Jonathan, hilarious, had stopped his race with his face stuck to huge balls of Rowan and he seemed in total adoration. With his face between the thighs of the Lykaon he let out a satisfied smile as he inhaled the air heavy with pheromones. This direct proximity to Rowan's still throbbing organ, which was visibly pulsing under the effect of the stimulation, caused a series of spectacular physical reactions. Under the sudden pressure, several powerful jets escaped from the enormous member, splashing the ground and the surroundings.

Faced with this scene, the entire Bar exploded in hilarity, except Boruk, who, dejected, put his hand on his face as a sign of surrender.

As for you, standing there, a few steps away from this chaotic scene, a mixture of amusement and embarrassment overwhelmed you. Rowan, for his part, seemed strangely serene despite the circumstances, a smirk betraying perhaps a hint of satisfaction.

"Well," you say to yourself as you step back slightly, "That will be for another time."

You sketch a smile and return to your red armchair, leaving behind you a scene that you are not likely to forget.

Happy New year !

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Horns & Milk bar - Happy Holidays 2024 #02B Wip

Close-up of the scene... For those with a sweet tooth :P

Horns & Milk bar - Happy Holidays 2024 #02 Wip

We needed a second image for this scene, the one of Jonathan unwrapping the "gift" :D

Boruk is totally depressed.

Happy New Year !

2024 is coming to an end, and 2025 is on the horizon.

I wanted to take a moment to send you a huge THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for your incredible support throughout this year.

Every like, share, comment, message of encouragement, as well as your support, are invaluable proof that my work resonates with you. It is thanks to you that I can continue to create, explore new ideas and share my passions in this beautiful adventure that we are living together.

Your interest and kindness touch me deeply, and I am honored to be part of such an exceptional community.

Thank you for accompanying me on this journey. The future still promises great things, and I look forward to sharing them with you.

I wish you all a wonderful year 2025, filled with joy, success and inspiration.

With all my gratitude,
Etan

P.S. If you have any ideas, suggestions or special desires for my future creations, do not hesitate to let me know. I am always curious to hear your feedback!

Art Summary 2024

A colorful year full of new features!
2025 promises to be even more exciting! New characters, new environments, and a multitude of surprises await you. All this is thanks to you!
Stay connected, the adventure has only just begun! ;)

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~Etan

Horns & Milk bar - Happy Holidays 2024

The dim heat and twinkling lights of the Horns & Milk bar-restaurant bathed the room in a festive atmosphere. Sitting comfortably in your red chair, a drink in your hand, you savored the end of the festivities. That evening, Dorgar, the minotaur owner, was conspicuous by his absence, leaving his establishment in the hands of one of his employees, the minotaur Grimnor. The evening seemed to be going smoothly until an unexpected event caught everyone's attention.

"What is this thing?" a voice called out, full of expectation.

"Fuck, it's big! What's in there?" another exclaimed, accompanied by nervous laughter.

The entire room seemed captivated, and suddenly, the bag began to move. Murmurs of excitement and surprise filled the room.

"Damn, it's alive!"

The bag opened abruptly, and what emerged drew gasps of surprise from the assembly. There, in front of everyone, the Lykaon, Rowan, stood, revealing a silhouette as impressive as it was unexpected. His dense, silky fur caught the light, highlighting his wild features and bulging muscles. But what caught everyone's attention was his attire, or rather his lack of attire. You had never seen Rowan smile so much, it must be said that he is in charge of security of GreenWood...

A strategically tied red ribbon covered his private parts, but not enough to hide the imposing bump that hinted at much more than a simple Christmas present. A fitted leather harness highlighted his broad and powerful torso, while a collar encircled his neck pulled by a leash stretched in his hand. To complete this sensual vision, a red and white Santa hat rested slightly tilted on his head, adding a mischievous touch to his already electrifying appearance.

The Lykaon looked around the room, his blue eyes shining with a mischievous and seductive glow. His tail gently beat the air behind him, and a smirk played on his face, as if he was savoring the effect he was having on the assembly.

"Is... is this a gift?" someone whispered, their voice tinged with excitement.

The Lykaon, unwrapped, took a few steps forward, his posture confident and almost feline. The collar he wore, and although devoid of a label, the message seemed clear: this gift was ready to be "unwrapped".

His gaze then fixed on you, as if he had identified its recipient. He approached slowly, his movements filled with a disconcerting sensuality. A few steps from your table, he stopped, tilted his head slightly, and his smile widened, revealing his pointed teeth

The atmosphere had become heavy, charged with an indefinable tension. You felt the looks of the other customers, curious, envious perhaps, but everything seemed to disappear before this magnetic presence.

"So? Are you going to unwrap it or do we do it for you?" exclaims Jonathan, who, held back by his orc Boruk, seems ready to pounce on Rowan.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #07 Bonus

Alternative angle of Boruk. For your viewing pleasure :P

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #07

Boruk frowned, surprised that there was still anyone in the GymClub at this late hour. However, the outstretched hand with a can glistening under the artificial lighting testified to the contrary.

With a deep noise mixing a grunt of strength and a heavy exhalation, the orc placed the barbell back on the metal rack. The weights clashed with a loud clatter that echoed in the almost empty room. His arms trembled slightly from the accumulated fatigue, but he still grabbed the can held out in front of him, his large hand almost entirely covering the object.

Without leaving his lying position, Boruk briefly observed the can: "Grow Juice..." his thick fingers brushing the cold metal surface, before straightening up carefully. The effort to sit up drew a groan from his lips, his muscles protesting against this additional movement after hours of hard work.

As he turned his head to identify his mysterious benefactor, he caught sight of Bugrol’s massive figure already walking away. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed on the GymClub floor, heading quickly towards the exit.

“Hey! Thanks for that!” Boruk called out in a deep voice, hoarse with effort, but tinged with sincerity. He waited a moment and Bugrol turned slightly, a smile on his lips, giving him a thumbs-up. The door opened with a dull creak, letting the orc pass before slowly closing behind him with a metallic click.

Boruk stood still for a moment, perplexed, the can still in his hand.

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Soon :3

🎄 Merry Christmas ! 🎄

I wish you all a wonderful Christmas, filled with joy, laughter, and precious moments with those you love. 🌟

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support and kindness throughout this year. It means so much to me, and I’m deeply grateful to share this journey with you.

Take care of yourselves and your loved ones, and may this festive season be warm and bright.

With all my affection ;)

~Etan

Horns and Milk Bar : The end of year party - WIP

It's the end of year holidays, and at the "Horns and Milk" bar, it's always a holiday. The Lycaon shows off a strip tease, removing the ribbon that covers him, like a gift being unwrapped. In the background, Jonathan wants to "unpack" himself this exceptional gift at all costs, which annoys Boruk who holds the human firmly by his t-shirt... After all, they have a game of pool to finish!

==> Always in WIP

NNN The Final Day - Grow Juice #07 BONUS wip

It would be a shame to miss out on this angle of view...

NNN The Final Day - Grow Juice #07 wip

Boruk is suspicious... Since when does a fellow Orc care about the well-being of another Orc? They're far too proud for that.

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #06

Despite the aches that were starting to invade his muscles, Boruk refused to admit defeat against a common metal bar weighted with weights. He would pass the midnight gong no matter what it cost him and win his challenge! The orc was so focused on his effort that he didn't hear the footsteps that were slowly approaching behind him. A hand suddenly appeared in his field of vision, holding a can of an energy drink. Boruk stopped dead, surprised by this unexpected intervention in the middle of his effort. "Here, you really need it, don't you?" said a loud voice.

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NNN The Final Day - Grow Juice #06 wip

"A little refreshment?" Will the trap close on Boruk?

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #04 #05

Back to Boruk. After several hours of lifting iron, the orc who could have seemed inexhaustible was now showing signs of fatigue. His movements were becoming less fluid, and each lift of the weight was accompanied by a low grunt. The bar seemed to get heavier with each repetition, and he found it increasingly difficult to maintain his grip.

Sweat trickled down his forehead and massive arms, falling in drops to the ground at regular intervals. His hands, clammy and red, struggled to grip the bar. Pain crept into his palms, a burn caused by the prolonged effort and the constant friction of the metal. His mouth was drying out from the intense effort. A persistent thirst was starting to set in, but Boruk did not want to stop. Not now. He inhaled sharply, persisting in his movements, refusing to let fatigue, dehydration or worse, his libido take over.

“Grr... Just... one... last one…” he groaned between two labored breaths. His gaze hardened, but even he could not deny that his body was reaching its limits. Yet he persisted, chaining the movements together with an extraordinary will.

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The United Worlds - Lycaon race WIP

The universe of The United Worlds is enriched with the introduction of the Lycaons, a fascinating race with the ability to change from human to wolf appearance. Their particularity lies in the fact that their human form retains certain characteristic traits of their lupine nature: pointed ears, more pronounced hairiness, or even prominent fangs. However, be careful during nights of a full moon. At these times, their transformation into a wolf is prodigiously amplified, making the Lycaon much more bestial and fearsome than in its usual wolf form.

Edit : I didn't think it would take me this long, but the more I advance in the development of this model, the more I want to make it truly unique. Like my minotaur character, I removed the fur from his torso to give him a more human appearance. This breed of Lycaon that I create, is after all capable of transforming as it wishes from the appearance of a human to a wolf. However, beware of full moon nights, the Lycaon no longer control their transformations ;)

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #03

On the other side of the GymClub’s bay window, a shadow moved discreetly, almost feline in its way of observing. Jonathan, the human responsible for the orc’s condition, stood there, a smile on his lips as he watched Boruk’s every move. His gaze quickly drifted to the orc’s boxers, which offered an unusual sight: Two enormous green orbs, bouncing with each of the orc’s movements and distended beyond measure as if they were about to explode.

A mischievous grin lit up Jonathan’s face. He loved the spectacle, a perfect illustration of his psychological “victory” over his comrade. But he still had one last card to play before declaring victory. Slowly, he detached himself from the bay window, his footsteps echoing softly on the sidewalk as he circled the building to reach the main entrance.

His thoughts revolved around the final plan, a plot he had carefully concocted with an accomplice to make Boruk snap at the very last minute. Jonathan was determined to win this battle of wits and wills, even if it meant pushing the orc to the edge of the unbearable. As he walked through the door of the GymClub, a smirk still lingered on his lips, his eyes shining with a mischievous glint.

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NNN The Final Day - Grow Juice #04 #05 WIP

Up, down, up, down... Boruk doesn't repeat anything else in his head to avoid making... something else go up.

NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #02

Boruk panted heavily, his fangs clenched, and his broad chest heaved like bellows with the effort. The bar rose and fell, each repetition demanding absolute discipline to not let himself be distracted by his own body. Boruk sought in the crushing weight a form of peace—a way to distract his mind from the storm of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him.

“One more set… just one more…” he murmured, his deep voice fading into the emptiness of the room.

The sound of clashing iron echoed through the GymClub. The equipment specially designed to accommodate all body types, including those of orcs and other powerful species, seemed to be the only witnesses to his struggle. But Boruk paid no attention to his surroundings. Every fiber of his mind was focused on ending this suspended moment.

With each weight lift, he drew on the rage he carried within him, a rage transformed into discipline. He refused to be defeated by his own body, not so close to the goal. And if Jonathan was going to try to make him crack again, he was going to have to stay vigilant… there were only a few minutes left before midnight, and Boruk was ready to do anything to triumph.

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NNN Final Day - Grow Juice #01

In the city of GreenWood, the GymClub clock read 11:48 p.m. The bright lighting of the room bathed the place in an artificial white light that contrasted with the black night outside. Boruk, a massive orc, was one of the last people still present in this space. The few remaining members of the fitness club left one after the other, giving way to an almost intimate atmosphere. But Boruk did not seem to pay attention to this growing solitude.

The sound of metal and his heavy breathing punctuated the air, accompanying each repetition of his titanic exercise. In front of him, a barbell loaded with metal discs reaching a mass close to 700 kilos — a load that no human could have even dreamed of lifting. But Boruk was not human. His muscles bulged, sweat beaded on his green skin and mingled with the glare of the artificial lights. Every movement he made seemed to defy the laws of gravity.

Wearing only a pair of athletic boxers, a stretchy fabric already stretched to its limits, Boruk was battling more than gravity. His balls, the result of twenty-nine days of enforced abstinence, had become an annoying presence, stretching the fabric to the point of threatening to tear it. Every movement made the seams of the boxers crackle, but Boruk kept his eyes fixed on his bar, focused like a wild animal ready to pounce.

Exercise was an outlet for him. During those long weeks in November, Jonathan, his human, had applied himself to testing the limits of his will with constant teasing and cleverly set traps. But Boruk, strong in his honor and determination, had held firm. Yet in this moment, with only twelve minutes left in the month, every fiber of his being seemed to scream at him.

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NNN The Final Day - Grow Juice #02 #03 WIP

Despite the late hour, Boruk keeps lifting weights... Just as orc thought he could have some peace, Jonathan seems to have tracked down his orc... What is he scheming?