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Waggy cumming, launching a clownified Ultye into the air smashing into a bell.

Waggy cumming, launching a clownified Ultye into the air smashing into a bell.

The Further Dangers of Clown Sex
for @jayblue.bsky.social - A clowngasm not just a finale to some sillyness. Like a bottle rocket, Ultye the clown's fired off of a bell end and straight into another one.
#Zeydaan #nsfw #human #clown #clowny #clownification #waggy #waggy_wolf #comedy #slapstick #cum

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Meet Vibe! new Merch mimic OC by @the-hydroxian.bsky.social!

She's a lizard ninja thats usually 6.4 inches tall or a yoyo, took this form after falling in love with the merch pool that are female protags in videogames, she leans towards Rouge the bat and Mai Shiranui. "Rare adult collector find"

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Sure thing!! Deathclaws are pretty sick

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Of course~🩵

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Bitey bite! I think that bite had some transformation effects!!!
#ToonNSFW #FurryNSFW #transformation

Comm for @blueraspberry.bsky.social with @sharbshark.bsky.social sona in it too.

4 days ago 56 20 1 1

Yeah absolutely love how you like make their rubber counter parts, I just love how swollen they turn out!! In this and in the bunny piece gosh to end up like that aaaaa big mood

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Warrior: "HAH! I should have guessed the so-called Spinster of Hell would be some kind of dandy. This will be easier than mowing a patch of pansies."
Tarante: "Oh, how charming. Another filthy mortal who would rather earn acclaim from taking the heads of daemons than try taking a bath for once. I know your type well, child of man."

In the dark, opulent mansion lit by the warm glow of a hanging chandelier, a dirtied human in sparse armor brandishing a sword approaches Tarante, a spider-like demon cloaked in a thick robe. While the human has a battle-hungry look in his eyes, the demon seems to look down on him with the kind of concern gaze reserved for a dying housefly buzzing on the floor of your bedroom.

Warrior: "HAH! I should have guessed the so-called Spinster of Hell would be some kind of dandy. This will be easier than mowing a patch of pansies." Tarante: "Oh, how charming. Another filthy mortal who would rather earn acclaim from taking the heads of daemons than try taking a bath for once. I know your type well, child of man." In the dark, opulent mansion lit by the warm glow of a hanging chandelier, a dirtied human in sparse armor brandishing a sword approaches Tarante, a spider-like demon cloaked in a thick robe. While the human has a battle-hungry look in his eyes, the demon seems to look down on him with the kind of concern gaze reserved for a dying housefly buzzing on the floor of your bedroom.

Tarante: "This current age of mortals breeds your ilk all too frequently-- Men who believe that they are abstaining from luxury out of a stoic sense of masculine superiority, when in truth they simply deprive themselves of common decency."
Warrior: "ACKH-!! What the hell-!?"
Tarante: "Your unkempt hair, contemptible manners, and malodorous presentation belies not the incarnate idol of prime human form you envision for yourself, but a shaking, quivering fear of being perceived as even the slightest bit feminized. Fear not, my dear guest-- Though your existence is most pitiful, it is one that I have extensive experience in rectifying..."
Warrior: "w-Wait! STOP!! C-Cease this at once!"
Tarante: "No thanks are necessary (though it would be polite), seeing as I will be helping myself to your ability to take arms against my fiendish kinfolk as payment."

Suddenly ensnared in Tarante's magic spiderwebs, the human is restrained, the demon's six arms tugging and pulling at him, threads pulling apart his old clothing, weaving into the fabrics to reconstruct them into expensive high-class garments. As his clothing changes, so too does his body, his face elongating into an equine snout, his feet turning to hooves, the corsetry around his waist squeezing his old gut into a slimmer silhouette as his pecs become extremely accentuated.

Tarante: "This current age of mortals breeds your ilk all too frequently-- Men who believe that they are abstaining from luxury out of a stoic sense of masculine superiority, when in truth they simply deprive themselves of common decency." Warrior: "ACKH-!! What the hell-!?" Tarante: "Your unkempt hair, contemptible manners, and malodorous presentation belies not the incarnate idol of prime human form you envision for yourself, but a shaking, quivering fear of being perceived as even the slightest bit feminized. Fear not, my dear guest-- Though your existence is most pitiful, it is one that I have extensive experience in rectifying..." Warrior: "w-Wait! STOP!! C-Cease this at once!" Tarante: "No thanks are necessary (though it would be polite), seeing as I will be helping myself to your ability to take arms against my fiendish kinfolk as payment." Suddenly ensnared in Tarante's magic spiderwebs, the human is restrained, the demon's six arms tugging and pulling at him, threads pulling apart his old clothing, weaving into the fabrics to reconstruct them into expensive high-class garments. As his clothing changes, so too does his body, his face elongating into an equine snout, his feet turning to hooves, the corsetry around his waist squeezing his old gut into a slimmer silhouette as his pecs become extremely accentuated.

Tarante: "There you are, my dear. Who could have ever guessed such a ruffian came to become an elegant stallion gentleman such as yourself?"
(ex) Warrior: "hhrgh... grh... ff... ffff...!"
Tarante: "Oh my, what forces you to hold your tongue so? Could it be that you intend to use some unsavory language towards my self, your dear benefactor? Ah yes, I do presume mankind has yet to produce more readily available garments that would fit your new physique. Not to worry, I will always be at your service to clothe your fanciful self-- Coats, cloaks, chaps, corsetry, all shall be generously provided by yours truly. You need not even ask!"
Warrior: "..."
Tarante: "You may thank me now."
Warrior: "th-Thank you, my fffffriend..."
Tarante: "Very good."

The demon's curse complete, the filthy mortal exorcist is now a proud, devilish bicorn-- a handsome dark stallion with two protruding horns arcing from his scalp, dressed in the finest regalia whether he wants to be or not. He struggles and grimaces where he stands, but seems to be unable to fight any longer, as the count forces words of gratitude from his clenched jaw. While he seems to be suffering a humiliating defeat, the long bulge in his trousers seems to imply he's enjoying this more than he lets on.

Tarante: "There you are, my dear. Who could have ever guessed such a ruffian came to become an elegant stallion gentleman such as yourself?" (ex) Warrior: "hhrgh... grh... ff... ffff...!" Tarante: "Oh my, what forces you to hold your tongue so? Could it be that you intend to use some unsavory language towards my self, your dear benefactor? Ah yes, I do presume mankind has yet to produce more readily available garments that would fit your new physique. Not to worry, I will always be at your service to clothe your fanciful self-- Coats, cloaks, chaps, corsetry, all shall be generously provided by yours truly. You need not even ask!" Warrior: "..." Tarante: "You may thank me now." Warrior: "th-Thank you, my fffffriend..." Tarante: "Very good." The demon's curse complete, the filthy mortal exorcist is now a proud, devilish bicorn-- a handsome dark stallion with two protruding horns arcing from his scalp, dressed in the finest regalia whether he wants to be or not. He struggles and grimaces where he stands, but seems to be unable to fight any longer, as the count forces words of gratitude from his clenched jaw. While he seems to be suffering a humiliating defeat, the long bulge in his trousers seems to imply he's enjoying this more than he lets on.

Count Tarante is not a stranger to would-be demon hunters strolling into his opulent mansion hoping to score an easy kill on a demonic aristocrat. Even so, the thrill of getting to weaponize his tailoring talent never does get old for him, reshaping ruffians into monstrous gentleman! #tftuesday

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my followers ain't right
request by @blueraspberry.bsky.social

(suggestions are open)
((repost for tank boob faps i suppose))
#MetalSlug #Transformation #TankFaps

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2 months ago 9 1 0 0

Honestly would be really fun yeah

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Maybe Nadia ngl…

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But my whole bit IS Fio….

That and she’s just my fave character that I also goon to from Metal Slug. None of the other characters really do it for me 😔

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Nice to see how the lassy Colt hits on frequently before she was just the mere secretary

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Thanks to Siber/mudbox0260 on Discord for the concept sketches that I was able to build on for this final design! Amazonia's costume is based on Greek Hoplite armor, with a symbol mixing the 'female sign' and a cross-hilt sword to reflect her status as a warrior woman.

Thanks to Siber/mudbox0260 on Discord for the concept sketches that I was able to build on for this final design! Amazonia's costume is based on Greek Hoplite armor, with a symbol mixing the 'female sign' and a cross-hilt sword to reflect her status as a warrior woman.

Melinda & her later fate as 'Millie', side-by-side. Is it hard to recognize these two as the same person?

Melinda & her later fate as 'Millie', side-by-side. Is it hard to recognize these two as the same person?

Back on my #vvverse nonsense today, because I'd been in a mood to draw up what Millie was like before becoming a cowgirl secretary: basically the furry version of Wonder Woman, but with a personality more like a classic Greek hero... including the hubris that eventually led to her downfall.

#tfsky

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I try my best to:3

1 week ago 1 0 1 0

But of course

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Can we turn Fío into a literal ball, her face plastered in a perma grin floating and bouncing around?

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Honestly really like this and would love for this to happen to me agghhh

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pear tf

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Sighhhh

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WHATTTY

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I’m thinking of maybe having her breasts’ nipples becoming hungry mouths would be real fun

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Perhaps

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OH EM GEEE MY GURLLÑ

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A taller, tuxedo-clad Scratch keeps an arm around FemCroc, turned into a bimbo casino bunny from one of my previous art trades. While at first, 'Coco' is hesitant to be pulled away from her waitressing duties at the Cosmic Casino, a subsequent reprogram makes her eager to be Scratch's toy.

A taller, tuxedo-clad Scratch keeps an arm around FemCroc, turned into a bimbo casino bunny from one of my previous art trades. While at first, 'Coco' is hesitant to be pulled away from her waitressing duties at the Cosmic Casino, a subsequent reprogram makes her eager to be Scratch's toy.

Had this drawing for @chaoscroc.bsky.social sitting on my hard drive since 2025, but somehow I never got around to sharing it publicly... Easter is as good a time as any to show off a cute bunny girl, though, innit?

2 weeks ago 105 24 3 0
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And some Pokemon Cat Maids for
@betterantlers.bsky.social
#tfsky

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Easter Daisy

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The Forbiden Myspace Ritual

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Happy Easter, everyone! Remember to avoid the B-Virus this year or else you'll end up like poor Jill Bunnytime. (Commission)

2 weeks ago 208 54 4 0
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Pix accidentally got theirself wrapped up in an odd competition and now it's getting wrapped up in something else entirely more fun~!

Comm for
@occpixtfs.bsky.social

Interested in comms? Hit it up via it's server on discord for fastest updates!
discord.gg/CKH87TaT7u

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