Rating: General, Mature, or Adult
themes/keywords: Slake learns the true meaning of Christmas.
Kinks: as much or as little as you want (if you do, you know the ones I like--spanking, bondage, humiliation, etc ;P)

Sorry if this comes off as too vague. I'm honestly just interested in seeing what you come up with when combining my character with the Christmas holiday.

But the whole purpose of this is to get restrictions ;w;
Restriction breeds creativity. My worst enemy is a blank slate.

Argh! All right you old RASCAL.

Rating: Adult
themes/keywords: Slake learns the true meaning of Christmas.
Kinks: stocking bondage (as in, he's tied up by being in a tight christmas stocking), a nice thick candy cane dildo

The blue skinned oni roared through the gag made by his own jockstrap, struggling from where he hung from the ceiling in the main hall. "Stop squirming, slake, you earned this." The jolly white skinned oni said, his chuckle making his thick gut, mostly muscle, jiggle. He stood enjoying his handiwork, appreciative of how the strangely strong Christmas decoration ribbons could hold the oni, how they were so tight all around him they bit into each crevice, tightly held him helpless, up in the air. And to top it all off, the strands that disappeared between the blue (but imprinted with a lot of red) butt cheeks were holding in a massive cock shaped candy cane. The oni's squirming only made it dig at his prostate more and more, his thick tool drooling precum on the floor.

The jolly bearded oni grinned as he pressed his thumb over the weeping cock head, knowing the ribbons tied around the straining shaft wouldn't let him cum. "Now slake, you know the true meaning of Christmas is -giving-... So the spell I've cast is simple, it'll let every one here give you whatever they want. You're going to feel every thing that happens to any one in the building for the next twenty four hours. For good or for worse, they'll be -giving- you everything. And don't worry, I left your frat president a note explaining what's going on."

"BOYS!!! WAKE UP. TIME FOR A CHRISTMAS SPANKATHON!!!!"

Hm...I don't usually do these, mostly because I feel like I'm not all that creative in terms of writing ideas. However, I guess I could give this one a shot...

Rating: General
Themes/Keywords: Santa-fication, spirit of Christmas, just in time for the holidays
Kinks: weight gain, light inflation, magic users, story driven

"You'll learn the real meaning of Christmas..."

The eagle snorted. Yeah right. He just had that weird dream because he'd watched a Christmas carol one too many times... Although, he was feeling a bit heavier. A look in the mirror confirmed it, that gut wasn't there before! He tapped it, and the wiggling jiggle made him ticklish enough to laugh. "He he has ha Ho Ho Ho!! What the fuuuunnnn?" The eagle tried to swear again, a bit worried as a thick beard began sprouting from his face. "F--frickle crack! Fuuuuun!!! Ssshhhiiiiiip! Why can't i... No time to waste on these shenanigans!"

The overweight eagle was filled with a sense of urgency. So much to do, so much to build! He squeezed his gut out of the tight doorway and out the door. "Gotta get to my sleigh!"

All I can think reading this is "Ho ho ho! MORE Christmas power for Santa!"

...Not sure if that means I'm just kind of unimaginative or if I just took too much out of 'Invader Zim'...Regardless, this is a pretty funny piece. I'm sorry if this isn't your usual cup of tea; I don't generally request adult-themed pieces from people, not even commissioned art.

Rating: Mature or Adult
Themes/keywords and/or short description: A male reindeer trying to wrap another male reindeer (in a kinky way) as a Christmas present.
Kinks: Bondage (shibari) , hypnosis, resistance, leather, muscle, underwear bulges, teasing

The foot struggled a bit as the leather straps tightened around his thighs, pulling on hem, spreading them. "A... Are you sure about this?" He mumbled, half dazed. The other deer just placed his palm directly on the thick bulge trying to burst through the underwear. The struggling got even worse when fingers curled and gripped through the cloth, squeezing and stroking but letting go before he could make a mess. And then more straps were added to the mix, and the process repeated. Each time, it was easier for the deer to keep his friend pinned, each time, the struggles lessened.

"Shhh... Your girlfriend will love it, believe me... And you like being tied up, don't you? You enjoy being helpless, at her mercy, at anyone's mercy... You just can't get enough, the feeling of your cock being so hard and you can't touch it at all... Don't you just love being helpless? Don't worry, I'll do anything to help my buddy... "

The words continued to drone on, but the more the other deer spoke, the more the captive was dozing off, unable to focus on anything other than the tight leather straps, the soft fingers pressing down on his bulge. The good smell of leather against his nose... Yeah... Yeah he could open up for the gag, no problem... Just... Sleep...

First, a question: do you have a character that you would like to see ballbusted (or who you'd like to see ballbust someone else)? Curious minds want to know. In case I need someone for a story cameo sometime :) Feel free to answer as yourself, or as any of your characters.

And as for a story...
Rating: Adult
Theme: "April Fools!" *thump* *pop* "Oh fuck, they're real?!"
Kinks: Ballbusting, college/co-ed dorm, triorchidism (i.e. a guy with three balls...at the start of the snippet, at least)

Krory the chameleon and Aekwiel the tiger are the ones I'd love to see getting swatted, the first for a comeuppance and the second because I adore abusing him in all ways. Meggido (as a bird or a snake) would be more the type to cruelly squeeze some plums, or even just to whip smack them with his tail.

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"Are you sure about this?" The orca asked, biting her lip. Her friend, a great white shark, shrugged. "Listen, I don't care how real this photo is. It's April fools and it makes no sense for a guy to have three balls. Here he comes!"

As they'd rehearsed, the moment the gorilla walked past them the two girls jumped him, pinning him to the floor and shucking his shorts.

With a whistle of admiration at the heavy, grapefruit sized orbs, the shark reached down to grip one, fingers squeezing hard and making the spongy orb tighten in pain. "I see you to pretty far for the sake of a joke."

"What are you talkyyyweeeooowwwch!!!"

The squirming was real enough, so she tried the ball on the opposite side, squeezing it too. "Pretty full, I'd say, what, were you celibate all semester? Dunno how you managed... I saw you peeking over the wall whenever our wrestling team showered. Hmm... Looks like this ones the real deal too."

With that, she clenched her fist and brought it down hard, surprised at the spongy resistance she felt just before it crumpled, useless besides the other two in the swollen sack.

"Huh... With a scream like that, I guess all three -were- real.... Weird."

Mmmmm – love the species choices. And how casual Ms. Shark is at the end. "Oh, I just popped your bizarre extra testicle? Eh. You've still got the normal number left, what are you complaining about? Besides, didn't seem like you were using them anyway."

And I'll keep in mind those notes about your character. You never know when you might need a tiger to abuse, or a chameleon to put in his place...

Rating: Mature
Theme: Dragon, gryphon, and unicorn reflect on changes after Thanksgiving feast.
Kinks: Intelligent Partners, Masturbation, Food Play, Very Fat Partners, Weight Gain

The three mythical beasts sighed, each stroking their cocks slowly underneath massive bellies. With a huff of smoke, the dragon yawned. "A shame the meal ended so soon... I could have gone for another turkey."

The unicorn, still licking stuffing off of the gryphon's cock, sighed, his own belly still growing. "Maybe next time you could save some for the rest of us, too?"

The gryphon shrugged, looking over his own swollen stomach at his two friends. "I don't think either of you for through the doorway any more..."

Rating: Mature
Theme: For Christmas, a fetishist receives the feral dog of his dreams...
Kinks: Farting, dominance, shy victim, rimming, ass kissing, facesitting, first time (being gassed XD)

[You can make the doggy anthro if you want :3]

Make it Adult actually...and add 'masturbation' ;3

"Oh god that's disgusti-mmmfffngh!!!"

The boy's words were buried under the thickly padded rump of his gift, the anthro canine wiggling his butt back and forth until he felt lips and nose press against his taint and asshole, respectively. "Come on, mutt! You wanted this, now kiss it!" He urged, reached down the boy's pants to slowly stroke at the growing erection. He felt the kiss against him followed by gagging protests, and grinned.

"You might think it's too much, but I see your cock getting harder; you little pervert. If you want out, you'll have to lick -deep-"

At first the boy struggled, shook his head, whined... But eventually, the dog felt the pink tongue, terrified and disgusted, pushing against his tight ring of muscle... And that's when the floodgates were let loose.

*pprrmmmmmpppt*

*ffffrrrrAAAAAAAAaapppppppp*

*ppssshhhhhrrrrrmmmmmffffffffrrrrrmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap*

"Keep licking , you little bitch. I'm faaaar from done with you..."

M-mmmmph!! That was absolutely gorgeous!! Best Christmas gift a fart-lover could ever ask for ^~^

The sight of their captain, strung up like a turkey on the table and struggling brought a smile to the swan's face. "Careful, captain. If you move around so much I might accidentally hurt you." The knife that was slammed into the wood just in front of the bound man's nose (it even nicked him) was enough to stop the struggling, for now. Feathered fingers smoothed over the red hand prints on the man's well toned rear, digging into the supple flesh with a cruel delight. "Still not tenderized enough, my dear captain... I'll have to use the paddle.. Although I think it's time to load you up with flavor first..." The twitching ring of muscle still glistened with pearly white evidence of just a few minutes ago, and the chef grinned as he started working the thick turkey baster in, slowly moving it in, pulling it out some, and then driving it back in. Delicate hands gripped the hanging cock, hard as a rock and dripping with precum, stroked downwards... And then let to the moment the kangaroo began to moan around his ball gag again. He whimpered, shuddered, twitched... But it wasn't time yet...

"Now, I'll pump you full of flavor and leave you to marinate a bit, old friend. I have a real goose to cook, after all..." The swan said, squeezing the baster hard and filling the bound man's ass with the concoction.

"Ginger and chili powder make a fine gelatine mix... Not quite good to eat, but there's no doubt that the reaction is... Delicious."

Once he returns three hours later and decides to give jack his milking, he'll be all sensitive, I'm sure. Maybe he's going to get a mint one to soothe during said milking.

Very... Cooling, really.