Falling asleep night thought, ouuugh I love a stuck on big ol fucking smile or grin. The kind thats either painted on or expression frozen like that. Bonus points for sharp teeth grinning.

Quickly loose track... no point in keeping track, too busy being Trick...

Ouu.. maybe a few minutes of being Trick would be fun... 🌀

Trick holds up a fursuit head of himself up to his face. While looking into it's eyes he says to the viewer; "You know, I've had this feeling lately... We could always have a few more Tricks in the world, couldn't we?" In the following panel he turns towards the viewer properly, the background darkening, and both his and his fursuit's eyes lighting up in hypnotic spirals. "Do you mind giving this a try for me?" he says, grin shining bright. As he mutters "Just for a minute," it plays over in your head, again and again...

Just a Minute ( #Hypno #Furryart )

Hmm... Something doesn't feel quite right with the question. There's something nefarious within his charismatic grin... but you can't deny he's quite a handsome man, plus, you've always wanted to try out a fursuit properly... haven't you?

Strange coloured lycanroc mask just eagerly waiting to be worn, a strange aura temping anyone close to slip it on, you feel a strange sensation of it calling to you, to complete you, to complete it.
Would you submit to the masks temptations…

Fantastic work by @nearusenpai.bsky.social ✨

Hmmmmm, something sweet in nature...

The kinda vial to make someone the anthro confection/ sweet they were always meant to be :3

Fun wiiiiide pooltoy sketch I got from my friend @sophymn.bsky.social
with a cameo from my donk friend @birb-dad.bsky.social

Iskar usually isnt used to being so BIG or poolside ready so suddenly!

YESSSS 🥰

COM - Toonifying results!
Picture for @cjmpinger.bsky.social

Image of a custom made food item called "500 Cigarettes" in "Tomodachi Life: Living the Dream". Its just 500 cigarettes.

Fuk YEEEEEE

Gimme that toon transmog, hands down -w-

some squeaky happy sacking featuring @caluskrelkner.bsky.social and @a2126118.bsky.social getting stuffed into @gjweathersbee.bsky.social 's naga Trajan~

had some fun experimenting with the latex shading here, let me know what you think ^///^

Slot machining your face

Rubber Rocket Grunt @iskarbat.bsky.social

sketch comm for @skyslide.bsky.social !

Looks ready for a polish off there.

Goshhh, it looks great, especially with the clothes accenting it too!

bwomp

Bro is enjoying the euphoria of no filter 😌

@iskarbat.bsky.social Alchemist Commission

Striped of individuality to serve Team Rocket fully!

COM - Trajan's toys
Picture for @gjweathersbee.bsky.social

Omgggggg, the transition and proportions. It all hits so well :3

NYYYEEEHHH NYEEEHHH

Grabbing them PAWBS

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: "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

Its gonna be a LONG April for Des

Not that Fisher or Iskar mind~

Ah Fisher, the Virus Gomamaon that's developed quite a following, copying his Data everywhere, @destinygoat.bsky.social happens to be a host to his data!
Heck even @iskarbat.bsky.social Can appreciate such a big Gomamon! gonna be a FUN april~

(Fisher's popularity honestly surprises me at times!😳 )

for @prismgoat.bsky.social their goat spending some bonding time with my jackal, Wasa 💛
so strong... so powerful... @w@