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Costume party, p1 (sketch) (Patreon)

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2016-01-17 01:11:01
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2026-06
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Short 3-page comic commission, sketch so far.

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I wonder if I'll get more helpful constructive criticism to my draft text here, or on a journal entry on Weasyl? Costume Party – rough draft 2 2016, Ketsueki's Player, non-exclusive republishing rights granted to any location legally hosting the artwork this is written to accompany. Adult Content, SemiNC, All non-original characters (of artist and author combined) are intended to be parody. (Panel per paragraph) Page 1 It had been a long tiring week. A hot shower and lovely fur-dryer were quite refreshing. Renamon was thinking about what to wear clubbing when the bedroom door door was quickly opened and the voice of a friend shouted, “Stop right there, you owe me.” They held up some sort of bondage ensemble. Renamon had been told to stand facing the corner, so that the surprise wouldn't be ruined. Not knowing what was planned was nerve wracking. S'Zira hadn't really seemed the type to be dominant and thus the bet hadn't seemed that serious. Now that the moment had arrived, she was uncharacteristically enthusiastic. As S'Zira drew near Renamon tried peeking, but was instead ordered to lift a leg. The boot had been molded with digigrade footpaws in mind and sized practically as if someone had taken a casting. There was no room at all to wiggle within the slightly padded confines. Tightness pressed firmly as the zipper slowly nibbled along the zipper of the heavy boot tightly squeezing up to the knee. The second would have been more of a challenge but Renamon was able to brace against the wall. Just as she was about to complain about the boots, S'Zira seized the moment. She surprised Renamon with the ring gag's wide metal form. It forcefully wedged Renamon's maw open wide, the maw strap already squeezing at Renamon's jaw as S'Zira pulled the straps around Renamon's head. The three main straps were tugged to a point just above the top of Renamon's spine. There, the upper strap's tail was looped back towards Renamon's head so that a stud on it's back could be pressed through the fitting holes in each of the three straps. S'Zira fed a small lock through the stud's eyelet, with a click that alarmed Renamon further securing the halter to her head. The halter came with built in blinders, though they were thankfully open for the moment.