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September Illustration Poll
🕑 Added 2023-09-12 17:20:32 +0000 UTC
IT’S TIME!!! You know the deal: pick the two scenarios you like the most!! Should be a little easier this month, as all the options presented this time around are all ones that you’ve seen before in the past couple months that didn’t quite make the cut. Not going to lie, I think I might be a tad burnt out or have a minor case of art-block. I tried sitting down to write and come up with three new scenarios like normal, but I’ve been stuck for the past week and couldn’t even think of one theme or scenario that I liked.
Hopefully next month I’ll be back to having halfway decent ideas, but for now, recycled ideas to the rescue!
Tyson’s Game. (Tyson, Berry, Spencer). TL;DR The boys get drunk, and Tyson want’s to fuck Berry while Spencer watches.
Tyson is bored. There’s no practice for a couple days, his girlfriend is out of town for the week, and there’s only so much a person can work out before even that becomes either too boring, or too exhausting, whichever comes first. Lucky for him, he just so happens to be friends with Spencer and Berry; the teams clown and prankster, respectively. Spencer has the idea to go to the bar and get a couple drinks, so they do. Berry wants to play some darts and wagers $10 that he’s the better drunk-dart-thrower than the others. Berry wins.
When all three boys are sufficiently sloshed and tripping over themselves and the bar closes for the night, they stumble their way back to Tyson’s dorm to play some Madden 23 and talk about their current plights. Spencer laments about Nitrous avoiding him more and more recently. Berry seems jealous of some bat-guy named Brandyn that has been spending time with Devon, though he doesn’t go on for nearly as long as Spencer does. And Tyson complains that his girlfriend hasn’t been putting out, and when she does, it’s usually just a measly handjob.
“I think she’s cheating on me...” Tyson grumbles, as his character on screen gets tackled by the opposing A.I.
”Cheating??” Spencer spins his head to look at Tyson, but the motion must have been too quick because his head wobbles a bit and it takes a second for his eyes to find the deer.
”Isn’t she religious or somethin’?” Berry asks blankly, focused on the game. “Cathlic, right?”
”Yeah? So?” Tyson grumbles back.
”So you don’t think she’s-, like, I dunno… ‘saving’ herself for marriage or whatever?”
Tyson’s brows furrowed and shot a quick glance to the fox before looking back at the ongoing video game. “Isn’t that just a myth? Like something people say they do while they’re in church, but don’t actually do?”
Berry shrugged. “Some people take it seriously.”
Tyson was quiet for a moment, staring at the game but no longer focusing on it. It took a bit more effort to get the gears turning in head through the alcohol his mind was swimming in. “So… what? I’m blue-balled until I toss a ring at her?”
”Awwwhhh…” Berry crooned, finally looking away from the game to glance over at Tyson with a sly smirk. “Poor baby can’t get his rocks off?”
Spencer snickered while Tyson clicked his tongue in annoyance. “Yeah yeah, whatever…”
But Berry didn’t let up, instead sliding in closer to the deer until he had pressed himself right up against Tyson. Berry set the controller to side so he could place one hand on the deer’s inner thigh, tantalizingly close to his package. “Want me to take care of that for ya?” Berry said softly, sweetly, so close to Tyson’s ear that he could subdue the involuntary flick.
Spencer was laughing now at Berry’s joke, but Tyson was considering the offer. Sure, Berry was a dude, but dudes don’t count, right? It’s not like he had to tell his girlfriend… And besides, this was Berry! Rivaled in his libido only by Terry.
Making his decision, Tyson suddenly paused the game and dropped the controller to the floor before leaning back and quickly tugging his shorts and underwear down to his knees in one motion. The sudden movement startled Berry a bit, causing him to jerk his hand back and stare at the already hardening meat and two large orbs beneath it, now out for all to see.
Spencer had stopped laughing and was also staring openly at Tyson’s brazenness. “Well?” Tyson coaxed Berry, smirking his wiggling his hips a bit to make his cock lightly swing from side to side. “You gonna ‘take care of it’ or not?”
”You can’t be serious…” Spencer mumbled, but continued staring, particularly at the Prince Albert that adorned the head of Tyson’s cock.
”If you think you can handle it, that is.” Tyson continued, teasingly. “Cause once we start, I wont be stopping for nothing ’till I’m good and satisfied.”
Berry snapped out of his surprise and scoffed at the poorly veiled challenge before standing up and began to undo his own pants.
The fox was now completely bottomless too, and instead of kneeling between the deers legs, like he was expected, instead, Berry walked over to Spencer and began undoing the hyena’s pants.
They were both surprised, and Spencer, even more so, when Berry freed the yeen’s sheath and gave it a couple licks. Spencer melted immediately with a pleased sigh, humping his hips up and forcing his growing cock onto the fox’s tongue.
Tyson gave an annoyed grunt, turning his body slightly to watch the pair while he slowly stroked himself.
Berry sucked and slurped, groping Spencer’s balls, squeezing his growing knot, and just generally making a spectacle for the deer, occasionally glancing over to make sure he was watching.
After a couple minute of this, and when Spencer couldn’t stop himself from humping into his maw, Berry stood up and wiped his muzzle, giving Tyson a little smile and wiggling his ass.
Finally, Tyson thought, expecting the same treatment, but again, Berry subverted his expectations by turning around and sitting on the hyena’s lap.
Berry was just teasing him now, and made a particular show of it when Spencer shoved his cock into the fox, and Berry exaggerated a moan.
Tyson was getting harder, though equally irritated. His cock was so hard it hurt, and was getting sick of seeing Berry’s smug grin and Spencer stupid elation as he thrusted up into the fox’s ass.
”What’s the matter, deer?” Berry pretended to gasp out around his over-the-top moaning. “Getting impatient?” He teased.
Tyson didn’t respond, instead just watching as Spencer started to lose himself. He pumped his hips up harder, popping his knot in and out of the fox’s ass at irregular intervals.
Soon, he popped his knot in for the last time and moaned out as he came hard and deep inside of Berry.
That was it, Tyson couldn’t take it anymore. Faster than even he thought himself capable in this drunken state, he had stood up, grabbed Berry by the shirt, and yanked the fox off from Spencer’s lap, a torrent of fresh cum spilling out of the fox’s hole when Spencer’s knot was forcibly removed.
Before any of them knew it, Tyson was pinning the fox under him at the other end of the sofa, his cock, bigger and slightly thicker than Spencer’s, pressed up against Berry’s hole, ready for it’s reward.
“Gonna regret making a duck outta me, bitch.” Tyson growled into the fox’s ear, though he didn’t seem bothered.
Berry opened his mouth to respond, likely with some quip or quick witted remark, but Tyson beat him to it, shoving two fingers into the fox’s open mouth, and in the same instant, buried his member balls deep into him.
The moan Berry made this time wasn’t forced.
Terry’s Bet. (Nitrous, Devon, Terrance) TL;DR Terry and Nitrous make a bet of who can last longer in bed. Devon is forced to be there at gunpoint.
”Why am I here again…?” Devon asked, arm crossed over his chest as he watched Terry and Nitrous strip down to their bare fur.
“I already told ya,” Terry grumbled, pulling off his jockstrap and tossing it in the corner of the bedroom. “Yer the ref.”
Nitrous grunted in agreement.
Devon sighed and shook his head. “You don’t need a ref! You two are just gonna fuck while you‘re high, pass out, and then forget about the whole thing by the time you wake up.”
”Which is why you’re here!” Terry snapped, his infamous temper already flaring up. “So that none of us forget and back outta our bet!”
Another approving grunt.
”For fucks sake…” The Doberman grumbled to himself, plopping down defeated into the armchair facing the bed. “Fine, but I’ll expect something outta this too, yaknow.”
”You get front row seats to a hell of a show.” Terry chortled before turning to Nitrous, who was already completely naked and sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking his stiffening cock.
“Whoop-dee-doo…” Devon slouched down into the chair, crossed his legs, and got ready to… watch the show…
* an hour ago*
Devon doesn’t mind hanging out with his teammates, but he doesn‘t make a habit of it, with the exception of Berry, who is usually the instigator in their interactions. But hanging out with Nitrous and Terry? Nitrous is one thing, the guys usually so quiet that, if it weren’t for his massive size, you’d completely forget he was even there. But Terry is another story. He’s loud, pushy, bossy, just generally unpleasant to be around. The biggest head scratcher was that, upon arrive at Terry’s dorm, Nitrous was already there.
The two could not be on further ends of the spectrum, and yet, there they were… just… hanging out.
“Here ya are.” Deven said, handing over the bag of weed to the Dane in the doorway.
Terry replaced the bag in his open hand with a couple crumpled up twenties and nodded his thanks.
Devon turned to leave when Terry spoke up. “You wanna come in and have some?”
Devon froze and turned his head to look quizzically at the Great Dane. “You’re… offering to share…” He asked in disbelief. “You??”
Terry’s ear flicked. “Ya want to or not?” He asked impatiently, a hint of an irritated growl under his voice.
Devon thought about it for a moment. He likened it to that sort of scene in a horror movie, where the character gets offered something that should be harmless, and everything seems fine, but things are just slightly off enough to make it uneasy, right before desisted strikes and someone gets killed by the monster or bad guys.
Terry was definitely the bad guy in this scenario… well, in every scenario… But this wasn’t a horror movie, and Devon considered himself smarter than the characters in those movies.
”No thanks.” Devon said and began walking away, when he suddenly felt something grip his arm and was jerked backwards.
Ah, right, his subconscious told him. In the horror movies, even the smart characters get caught.
“What the fuck, Terry?!” Devon said angrily, wresting his arm from Terry’s grip and finding himself in the dane’s dorm room.
“Too bad. We needja for somethin’ anyways.” Terry said, kicking the door closed and pushing past the Doberman.
”For what?”
Terry didn’t answer right away, instead sitting his fat ass down on the couch next to Nitrous, who was simply watching the reruns of some decade old show and seemed oblivious to either of their presence.
”A bet.” Terry finally said while he leaned down and picked up a large bong.
Devon waited a second, watching the Dane fiddling with the glass bong and waited for an elaboration, and got impatient when none came. “What bet?” Devon asked, barely holding himself back from going for the door and leaving anyways.
“Nitrous has a 2007 Torterra level X holo card, PSA 9, and I want it. I have a 2007 Infernape Level X holo, PSA 9, and he wants it,” Terry began to explain while packing weed into the bowl. “And whoever looses has to give the other their‘s. And we need a ref.”
”You’re… betting Pokémon cards…?” Devon asked, almost in disbelief. He had always figured that he was the only closet nerd of the team, other than Spencer who was not shy about talking about all things anime into the wee-hours the day.
Terry whirled around, mistaking Devon’s confusion for judgment and shooting a dangerous look at him. “This is serious!” He growled. “That’s like $200 we’re talking about!”
Devon raised his hands. “I know I know, you just caught me off guard.”
”You know?”
Devon cleared his throat and crossed his arms, quickly changing the subject. “So what’s this bet that you need a ref, anyways?”
Terry turned back to his bong, lighting the bowl and taking a hit.
“Endurance.” Nitrous said simply. His voice was so low and baritone that Devon almost missed it.
”What, like planks? A race? A staring contest?” Devon chuckled at his own joke while Terry exhaled the vapor and passed the bong to Nitrous, who took it and began taking his own hit.
”We’re gonna fuck each other and see who lasts longest.” Terry said, turning back to look at Devon again.
”Of course you are.” Devon said, all previous humor leaving his voice and expression and stared back at the Dane blankly. “Have fun with that.”
Devon was already on his way to the door when Terry spoke again. “It’s not like you gotta do nothin’! Just sit there n watch in case we cum at the same time.”
“Not interested.” Devon reached for the door.
”I’ll give you $50.”
”You don’t have $50.” He twisted the doorknob.
”Nitrous does.”
A surprised, confused grunt.
“Seriously, I’m litterally offering to pay you to watch free porn. What more do you want?” Terry said, his temper staring to flair again.
To get back to my room and play more FF XIV… he thought to himself.
”if you leave,” Terry continued, his temper leaving his voice and dawning a new, cockier tone. “We can just go to your dorm room and change up the rules a bit. I’m thinking something along the lines of; who can make Devon cum faster? My ass, or Nitrous cock?”
Devon shuddered, and not in a pleasant way. He suddenly had visions of himself in a hospital bed, his cock and pelvis pulverized from Terry’s fat-ass, and his hips and ass obliterated from Nitrous’s arm-length third-leg.
Self-preservation dictated his actions and he sighed and let go of the door.
”Good boy,” Terry grinned smugly. ”Now, you wanna hit of this or not?”
Steamy Stream, featuring River, K.T and Berry.
TLDR: River and Berry get spicy on stream, giving chat a good show.
”Alright, I’m heading out, River!” Benjiman called from the the front door, holding it open with one foot already out.
River came sprinting down the stairs and right at Ben. “No, don’t- OOF!”
She threw herself into his stomach, not hard enough to knock him over (to be honest, it likely hurt her more than him, as he was built like a brick wall) and hugged her uncle and adopted father. “Miss you already~!” She said in a sing-song tone.
”Yeah yeah,” Ben grunted, straightening himself upright again and patting River on the back. “I’ll see you in a couple days.”
He peeled himself away and was just out the door when River stopped him. “Oh! Is it okey if I have a boy over while you’re gone?” She asked sweetly.
Ben’s ears splayed and narrowed his eyes at her. “Would saying ‘no’ stop you?”
River feigned hurt, holder her hands to her chest and pretended to be pained by the comment. “Uncle Benji! You know I love and respect your opinion and authority and you know I would never-”
”Alright alright, knock it off.” Ben waved off the line of bs River was no doubt planning on spewing until she got her way. “Just be careful.”
”Thank’s dad!” She said happily, pecking him on the cheek quickly.
“Brat-…” Ben grumbled in good nature, but was cut off by River’s ‘okayloveyoubye’ before the door was slammed shut.
~*~
But before any of that, River had some work to do. A couple of brand-deal photos, checking the rating on her latest video, an hour of responding to comments and checking social media, and getting her schedule drawn up for the next two months. She didn’t have any major events until next month, though, she was thinking about attending a Smash tournament held in London tomorrow, but decided against it as it would just make things busier.
While scrolling through one of her social media apps, she pauses over a photo of a muscular, good-looking fox posing in his underwear in front of a mirror. Berry. She’s had her eye on him for about a month now. He’s a model and a bit of a bad-boy, but one of his more notable traits is that he’s the brother of a popular Korean singer and actress. Though his following is mostly his own, he would be a good launching pad into an overseas audience. Not that that was River’s only concern. She and Berry have spoken back and forth off and on for a while now, wanting to do a collab of some kind together and trying to land on a mutually agreeable decision.
River had originally suggested playing games together on stream, as it’s the easiest form of collaboration and didn’t require them to both be in the same room as River lives on the west side, and he lived closer to the east side. But as it turns out, Berry was actually going to be in town soon, and he had other ideas.
River is known for her variety streams and YouToob channel, but she’s also prevalent in the adult entertainment scene, and Berry had an interest in dipping his toes in that audience himself. He’s posted nsfw content on his ad accounts before (which River greatly appreciates) and has a OF account, but wants to do something more.
Unable to resist the opportunity to have the handsome fox to herself for an afternoon, River agreed and worked with him to come up with a plan on how they were going to do this and display it.
They decided on doing an adult-only stream with dono-goals that will determine what they’ll do with each other (all donations made go to charity). Berry came up with the goals and “punishments”. Every goal mark they reach, they’ll spin a wheel with a various assortment of things to do within a 60-90 second time limit. It could be something nice, like a kiss or a bj, or could be something less pleasant, like getting hot wax dripped on him, or a nice spanking. Not only that, but every goal they reach, Berry and River will flip a coin to see who gets ‘punished’. Head’s for Berry, tails for River.
River was starting to get excited just thinking about, her dick starting to harden to her pants at the thought. She contemplated taking care of herself before Berry got here, when the doorbell rang. “Oh, right!” She said to herself as she sprang up from her computer chair and headed downstairs to the door.
Opening the door, she smiled at her pink and red scaled friend. “Hey leatherbutt!” She greeted, ushering K.T. through the door.
“Hey River. I’m not late, am I?” K.T. asked, blushing when River hugged him quickly after she closed the door.
“Nope! Berry’s not here yet.” She said, leading the alligator/snake hybrid up to her room. “You remember what your doing, right?”
K.T. nodded. “Hardly the first time you’ve asked me to be your cameraman.”
”Good. Oh! And I’ll PayPal you later after the steam. That okay?”
K.T. took a seat on River’s rather large (and VERY pink) bed. “I keep telling you, I don’t mind doing this. You don’t have to give me money.”
”Nonsense!” River waved him off, plopping down in her computer chair and spinning around to face him. “You’re here to do a job for me, and I’m gonna pay you for it. No ifs ands or buts!”
”Well…” K.T. started sheepishly. “There might be some butts…”
”Har har, funny guy.”
River liked hanging around K.T. He was nice, sweet, and his dad is hot, so bonus. But he was also easy to be around and was a really good listener. He had a tendency to nerd out about Magic the Gathering every now and then, but nothing River couldn’t put up with. Especially since he’s often the victim of River’s many and inconsistent whims. She didn’t think anyone other than her uncle could tolerate her antics for an extended period of time, but was happy when she found a friend in the hybrid boy.
They ran over the plans once more while waiting for the fox of the hour to arrive. They didn’t have long to wait before the doorbell rang for the second time.
Upon opening the door, River was pleased to see that Berry was an actually even more attractive in person than his photos could accurately capture. Taller too. Almost as tall as Uncle Benji. There was no doubt that he was wearing some fur product, and maybe a little makeup (not nearly as much as River was wearing), but it was subtle and just helped accentuate his features.
“Oh my god hi~!” River sang, inviting the fox in. “Nice to finally meet you!”
Berry’s smile was dazzling, if not a little sly. “Likewise.” He said in his vibrating tenor voice. “You look amazing.”
River smiled shook her head. “You took the words right out of my mouth. Oh!” She exclaimed as K.T. descended the stairs. “Meet K.T. He’s gonna be our cameraman for the evening.”
”He’s a cutie too.” Berry practically purred, River nodding sagely in agreement.
K.T. already red and pink scaled turned bright crimson. ”N-nice to meet you…” He stammered and held out his hand in greeting, only for Berry to take K.T.’s hand in his, lean down, and kiss the back of it.
River squealed giddily, and out the corner of her eye, she thought she say K.T.’s soul leave his body in embarrassment. “Okay new plan! I’m the cameraman, and you two can fuck on stream!”
Berry laughed.
K.T. looked mortified.
~*~
After exchanging pleasantries, going over the plan with Berry once more, showing him how things are run, the group started streaming. River pretty much taking the lead and introducing Berry to her viewers coming in, and K.T. briefly before he disappeared behind the camera tripod.
They started things off slowly, River and Berry sharing conversation between themselves and chat, occasionally asking K.T. for his input While they waited for more people to tune into the stream. Chat seemed pretty excited for a new guest to come on stream, some of them already familiar with the fox’s online presence, and some of Berry’s nsfw fans tuned in as well. Before they knew it, they had a nice audience of 2,000 viewers 24 minutes into the stream.
After enough stalling, River explained what they were going to be doing today (chat was practically ravenous upon hearing the premise), the dono-goals, the charity that all proceeds would be going to, and so on, before showing the goals and the punishment wheel.
K.T. sat back and watched through the camera as things started to get underway. He had another camera on his lap that River and Berry wanted him to use to get a couple good pictures of them whenever anything particularly spicy happened. He didn't have to wait too long, as their first goal of $1,000 raised was hit within the first two minutes of the stream officially starting.
They flipped the coin and it landed on tails, meaning River was the first to spin the wheel and see what punishment she got. Fortunately for her, it was just to take off her top. Berry, however, decided to take matters into his own hands, and sensually strip River’s shirt off and over her head, making sure the camera caught the little ‘accidental‘ brush against her bra as he did so.
Chat liked that. And before long the next goal of $2,500 was hit. Another flipped coin and-… Tails again. “This shit’s rigged!” River exclaimed, though K.T. didn’t miss the slight wag of her tail as she spun the punishment wheel. Straddling.
Without much argument, River got up from her chair, and straddled Berry’s lap. Chat really liked that… so did K.T., having to adjust his pants.
For the next thirty minutes, the two went back and forth every goal reached. Next up was Berry’s punishment, which was a lap dance for River, which she very much enjoyed. After that, River had to make out with Berry for a full minute. Then after the next goal was reached, Berry had to strip down completely naked (Chat lost it.) and River took the opportunity to revel in being the most clothed participant… until the next goal was reached she had managed to spin on the exact same.
After that, River had the idea to remove the punishments they’ve already done. Things started picking up pretty quickly after that. Berry landed on ‘Talk Dirty’, which had as much of an effect on K.T. as it did River, evident by the red rocket she sported once he was finished. Then River landed on masturbation, and gave Berry and chat a show, playing with her length, occasionally letting small moan out to tease them. It seemed to be working on Berry, as he started sporting a semi poking out of his furry pouch.
Berry then landed on ‘Toy‘, which River provided a fairly sized dildo. But instead of letting Berry sit on it, suggested that he let her use it on him. K.T.’s cock jumped at the suggestion, and judging by chat’s reaction, they were all for it too. Berry, maintaining that sly smirk, laid over on the bed on his back and opened his legs. Now K.T. moved the stream camera from the tripod and followed the duo over to the bed to make sure chat could see what they paid for.
And Berry certainly was something to behold. He took the toy without so much as a wince, and even played it up for the camera. He flexed his perfect muscles and ass, played with himself while River pumped the toy into him, and chat was eating it up. K.T.’s own erection was becoming painful.
next was Berry’s turn again, this time to be River’s seat. She lowered herself onto his muzzle, and almost immediately gasped as Berry started to eat her out with vigor. She complained that this wasn’t part of the punishment, but didn’t stop him, and couldn’t stop herself from reaching down to pump Berry’s fully exposed cock.
Finally, at $50,000 raised, River got the punishment K.T. suspected she had been waiting for. Her punishment was to ride Berry’s cock until she cums hands-free. Watching her strain to slide down on Berry’s girth had chat going rabid, and K.T. had to admit that he was beginning to feel a little jealous himself.
“Want some help?” Berry asked in her ear softly.
”I-I think I’m supposed to do this alo-” River began, but Berry didn’t wait for her to finish before grabber her hips and pulling her down onto his cock, knot in all.
River practically screamed in pleasure as Berry pumped his hips up into her, unable to hold himself back any longer. Twice River instinctively reached down to her own member, only to have her hand swatted away by Berry, growling and calling her ‘Naughty’.
K.T. didn’t know how much more he himself could take, finally freeing his own rock hard cock from the constraints of his pants and pumping it, still making sure to capture everything for the stream to see.
He could already tell that this was going to be a long stream.
Poll ends on 9.16 at 10p EST.
Good luck! And thanks for understanding!
