dreamofdarkarts

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Animation poll update

Looks like most of you voted "Tentacles" I'm not that good yet at rigging and animating tentacles but I will try my best. I might start with an animation that's not too complex, but still satisfying.

Animation poll

For the patreon supporters, what should the animation be?

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Eight legged descent 66

Days turned to weeks, and the cavern became a prison of perverse pleasure. The spiders took turns playing with her body, their cold, alien touches a constant reminder of her captivity. Her nipples, once sensitive peaks, were now calloused from the relentless teasing and biting. Her belly button was a tender, swollen mess, forever sensitive to the slightest brush. They would crawl into the warmth of her navel, their tiny legs tickling her from the inside, driving her to heights of pleasure she...

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The world around her grew dark, the edges of her vision fading to black as she passed out, unable to process the overwhelming sensations anymore. The spiders, satisfied with their prize, the spider on her breast, retracted its fangs from her brightly red nipple. The other spider finished licking her sensitive belly button. The mother spider withdrew its thick tongue from her pussy with a wet pop, the eggs now firmly embedded within her.

They left her exposed body bound to the web, her b...

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Her eyes rolled back, and she threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as the orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her body convulsed, her muscles tightening and releasing in waves of pleasure that seemed to go on forever. The spiders holding her in place felt the change in her tension, the vibrations of her body as she climaxed around the mother spider's tongue and eggs. The tiny spider on her nipple didn't stop, it just sucked harder, the fangs digging deeper, the venom flowin...

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Lara arched her back to the max with pleasure, stretching her tender belly and causing her navel to stretch open. The mother spider noticed this and realized the perfect opportunity had presented itself. Without wasting a moment, one of the smaller spiders, driven by instinct and the scent of the venom, scurried up her torso with surprising speed. The creature's movements were fluid, almost hypnotic, as it approached her bellybutton. The tiny spider's legs danced over her skin, leaving a trai...

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Update

Sorry y'all I don't have new renders done yet. October has been busy lately but I'm still working to get more renders done.

I will finish the eight legged descent story here soon, I promise. And after that I'm actually planning on making an animation short film of maybe about tickling or navel peril.

What do you guys think?

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The closet 30 FINAL

Eleanor slowly woke with a gentle yawn, her body stretching like a cat in the warm embrace of the sun. Her eyes fluttered open, the world coming into focus with a soft blur. For a moment, she lay there, her mind a blank slate, the events of the night forgotten in the haze of sleep. But as her consciousness grew clearer, so did the memories of the monster's furry hands, the unbearable tickling, and the strange, almost pleasant feeling of his digit in her belly button.

With a start, she r...

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The night passed slowly, the tick-tock of the clock on the wall the only sound in the room. The darkness began to recede, chased away by the first light of dawn. A sliver of sunlight peeked through the bedroom window, casting a golden glow across the floor and up the side of the bed. It crept over the edge of the mattress, inching closer to Eleanor's bare stomach.

As the sun rose, the light grew stronger, the warmth of it caressing her exposed flesh like a gentle lover. Her skin, still ...

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"When the dark fills this room again," he murmured, his voice a dark promise in the quiet night. "Your body will be mine to explore, to tickle, to cherish." His words were a caress, a whisper that seemed to resonate through her very core. "I'll find every inch of your tender flesh and make it sing with joy."

With a final, lingering glance at her sleeping form, the monster retreated into the shadows of the closet, his six arms folding around his body like a furry cocoon. His eyes never l...

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"Ah, my sweet," he sighed, his voice a mix of disappointment and longing. "We'll save the sweet taste of your belly button for next time." His furry digit slipped out of her navel with a wet sound, leaving it exposed and vulnerable. He leaned in closer, his nose twitching as he took in her scent, a mix of fear and arousal that was intoxicating. "But for now, let's let you rest."

He carefully laid her on the bed, her sweatpants and shirt still askew, leaving her midriff bare to the cool ...

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As he wiggled his finger in her little belly hole and danced his fingers across her lower belly, suddenly Eleanor's body stopped squirming. The monster felt a sense of victory wash over him as he realized she'd reached a state of complete surrender. Her giggles had turned into weak gasps for air, her body limp in his arms. The tightness of her muscles had given way to a soft, pliant warmth, and he knew that she was his to do with as he wished.

But the monster wanted to wait to taste her...

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The monster leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning across her skin. He could feel her pulse racing, the blood rushing to the surface of her skin, turning her navel a deep shade of pink. It was like watching a delicate bud unfurl, revealing the soft pink petals of desire beneath. His finger began to move in a slow, deliberate circle, each pass sending a jolt of pleasure to her core. Her hips rocked in his grip, a silent plea for more, even as she giggled and squirmed.

And then, the tip...

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Thinking about posting some spicy Ai images when I don't have any renders to post.

Also I'm thinking about subscribing to an Ai image generator so I can get TOP TIER and really high quality images for you guys. Maybe even video generated content.

What do you guys think?

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"Let's see how you do with your lower belly and that little navel being tickled at the same time," the monster murmured, his voice a seductive purr that sent a shiver through her core. His hands hovered just above her skin, the tips of his furry fingers poised to strike.

With a sudden, deliberate move, he inserted a single finger into her belly button once again, sending her into a fit of giggles. The sensation was unbearable, the furry digit wiggling and prodding at the sensitive spot,...

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"Alright, my sweet," he finally said, his voice a low rumble in the darkness. "Let's not forget your lower belly, shall we?" His words were a tease, a promise of more to come. He pulled his finger out of her belly button with a wet pop, and she felt a strange sense of loss at the sudden absence of his touch. But before she could process the feeling, his hands were on the move again, descending to the lower part of her abdomen.

He began to slide the waistband of her sweatpants down with ...

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Her flanks were a minefield of ticklishness, and each touch was a bomb going off, sending shockwaves through her body. The monster's cold, furry palms on her warm flesh was a jolting contrast that made her squirm and writhe. Her skin was a canvas of goosebumps, standing tall with every stroke, every caress pushing her closer to the edge of sanity. Her stomach muscles clenched around his finger, trying to escape the maddening sensation, but it was like trying to hold back a river with her bare...

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"P-please," Eleanor managed to squeak out between giggles. "It's too much, I can't-"  The monster's chuckles grew louder, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I think you can handle more than you let on." He leaned in closer, his furry cheek brushing against her bare side. "But tell me, my sweet, are your flanks as sensitive as your delightful belly button?"

Her eyes watered from the uncontrollable giggles, and she nodded frantically, hoping he'd take the hint. "Y-yes," she gaspe...