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I made a WG sequence! And it's a Nidoking! It is just a random anthro nidoking, not an OC. Still getting some practice, and trying to improve my shading and linework skills. So enjoy and let's see what else I'll do in the future (don't raise your expectations too high).
...cake! I almost forgot Carol's birday was last Monday and she brought everyone at the office a piece. Recent cuts had sharply reduced the members of my division. Fortunately, thanks in part to the courses I took not five months ago, and my commitment at the office, I was spared from The Big Lay-Off. So now our group was very much reduced, but not discouraged in the slightest. We still took advantage of every chance we had to celebrate and have fun. If anything, we were closer than ever.
I made my way to the fridge and opened the stainless steel door, happy to see my bounty. I couldn't help but feel a slight guilt after the fact Carol had insisted that I took the entire leftovers of her brithday cake for myself, but honestly, I did wanted to keep them. The dessert was just so good! It was from a relatively new pastry shop just in front of our building. It opened back in March, and since I stopped by for the first time, I had become a regular.
What? You can't blame me for that! Their confections are absolutely sublime. Listen here: they have a triple fudge, maccaroon-stuffed, blackberry jam, devil's food cake that is as rich as it is hypnotizing. They have perfected their éclairs to a point where I can no longer choose one single flavor as my morning snack, and the flaky, freshly baked buttermilk croissants are the full embodyment of perfection.
So naturally their vanilla cream, half-straberry-half-mango & macadamia genoise felt like a taste of heaven. Even just from peering into the fridge, the wafting delicate haze of faint vanilla combined with the presence of nutty macadamia made me salivate, even after I had just eaten my afternoon snack on my way home.
I'm sure more than one didn't appreciate the fact that I had to occupy both seats in the bus, but it was preferable than flattening someone against the window. All this heft is less confy and way heavier than anyone might think. I know it firsthand.
Yes, I lost the war... in a way. But as far as I know, I have a well-paying job after my most recent raise, a nice —properly furnished— apartment, a group of friends with which I could hand out from time to time, a good relationship with my neighbors and landlord and a brand new hobby: real-time food consultant!
After my attempts to complete my cardio by jumping off the bus several blocks away from my workplace had only lead me to some extremely tantalizing storefronts, my strolls became opportunities to try new places and indulge in something that provided just as much if not even more respite than exercise: eating. I started leaving reviews online for every shop I visited.
At first they were your average comments on FurSquare and TripAdbison, but they soon became developed critiques that helped both the owners and the potential customers. I grew popular as I spread my reach downtown, as well as towards the suburbs of the city. At the office I became the official reference for the best places to eat out, and the best matchmaker for restaurants and occasions. I began helping my coworkers find the best places to take their romantic interests, or their families, giving tips on where to park, what to order, what to avoid and how to make the most out of their experience. Then I expanded my business offering chat based recommendations.
Now even fancy diners will ask me to taste their most recent culinary creations, for free! It's a fantastic hobby to have. I have never felt more fullfilled in my life. Pun intended.
I couldn't contain one last grunt as I reached for the third of cake still left in the pastic container, along with a jug of milk to wash it down. It had been a while since I felt the fullness of a good meal. The last rays of the setting sun made their way through the blinds of the only window in my small living room.
Sure, I might not be your typical hunk of a Nidoking. I can't remember the last time I picked up my dumbbells from the bottom of my closet. Today, the only flexing I do is to take food and stuff it in my mouth, in an attempt to sate my ravenous appetite and my ever-expanding belly.
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Nidoking and Pokemon © Gamefreak
...cake! I almost forgot Carol's birday was last Monday and she brought everyone at the office a piece. Recent cuts had sharply reduced the members of my division. Fortunately, thanks in part to the courses I took not five months ago, and my commitment at the office, I was spared from The Big Lay-Off. So now our group was very much reduced, but not discouraged in the slightest. We still took advantage of every chance we had to celebrate and have fun. If anything, we were closer than ever.
I made my way to the fridge and opened the stainless steel door, happy to see my bounty. I couldn't help but feel a slight guilt after the fact Carol had insisted that I took the entire leftovers of her brithday cake for myself, but honestly, I did wanted to keep them. The dessert was just so good! It was from a relatively new pastry shop just in front of our building. It opened back in March, and since I stopped by for the first time, I had become a regular.
What? You can't blame me for that! Their confections are absolutely sublime. Listen here: they have a triple fudge, maccaroon-stuffed, blackberry jam, devil's food cake that is as rich as it is hypnotizing. They have perfected their éclairs to a point where I can no longer choose one single flavor as my morning snack, and the flaky, freshly baked buttermilk croissants are the full embodyment of perfection.
So naturally their vanilla cream, half-straberry-half-mango & macadamia genoise felt like a taste of heaven. Even just from peering into the fridge, the wafting delicate haze of faint vanilla combined with the presence of nutty macadamia made me salivate, even after I had just eaten my afternoon snack on my way home.
I'm sure more than one didn't appreciate the fact that I had to occupy both seats in the bus, but it was preferable than flattening someone against the window. All this heft is less confy and way heavier than anyone might think. I know it firsthand.
Yes, I lost the war... in a way. But as far as I know, I have a well-paying job after my most recent raise, a nice —properly furnished— apartment, a group of friends with which I could hand out from time to time, a good relationship with my neighbors and landlord and a brand new hobby: real-time food consultant!
After my attempts to complete my cardio by jumping off the bus several blocks away from my workplace had only lead me to some extremely tantalizing storefronts, my strolls became opportunities to try new places and indulge in something that provided just as much if not even more respite than exercise: eating. I started leaving reviews online for every shop I visited.
At first they were your average comments on FurSquare and TripAdbison, but they soon became developed critiques that helped both the owners and the potential customers. I grew popular as I spread my reach downtown, as well as towards the suburbs of the city. At the office I became the official reference for the best places to eat out, and the best matchmaker for restaurants and occasions. I began helping my coworkers find the best places to take their romantic interests, or their families, giving tips on where to park, what to order, what to avoid and how to make the most out of their experience. Then I expanded my business offering chat based recommendations.
Now even fancy diners will ask me to taste their most recent culinary creations, for free! It's a fantastic hobby to have. I have never felt more fullfilled in my life. Pun intended.
I couldn't contain one last grunt as I reached for the third of cake still left in the pastic container, along with a jug of milk to wash it down. It had been a while since I felt the fullness of a good meal. The last rays of the setting sun made their way through the blinds of the only window in my small living room.
Sure, I might not be your typical hunk of a Nidoking. I can't remember the last time I picked up my dumbbells from the bottom of my closet. Today, the only flexing I do is to take food and stuff it in my mouth, in an attempt to sate my ravenous appetite and my ever-expanding belly.
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Art and story ©
dragontzinNidoking and Pokemon © Gamefreak
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Pokemon
Size 1280 x 1218px
File Size 166 kB
Aaaaaaaaaaahhhh goooshhhhh what an absolutely exceptional sequenceeee~!! I’d definitely say that his lifestyle significantly improved~ Goddddddd, ya freakin’ highlighted the change of lifestyle n’ perspective that comes with weight gain spectacularly~! <3 There definitely isn’t any route available other than immobility n’ having a caretaker to endlessly pamper n’ stuff the nidoking, for sureee~ Aaaaaaaaaghh goooshhhh, I swear you never cease to utterly astound with those flabby bods ya draw up, this sequence is definitely no exceptionnnn~ <3 Goooshhhhh, keep up the absolutely astonishing blubber hereee~!!
Whoa!! Thanks so much for your enthusiasm! I'm so glad you liked it. I tried to make something a bit more challenging that the single-frame pics I had done before. I can't help but agree with you. His change of mindset is quite dramatic, but in the end it worked out for him (even if he's not working out anymore!). It is just a good metaphor to learn from changes and embrace whatever life throws at you.
And I bet quite soon he'll be on dire need of someone helping him around, whether for reaching the lower drawers in the kitchen, getting dressed up or even just checking his increasing weight on the scale... that is if he can find one that doesn't break when he climbs on it!
Thanks for such a nice comment. I'm glad you liked this pic, and I can only hope to continue to please you with what I do. Keep it up and thanks for sharing your zest!
And I bet quite soon he'll be on dire need of someone helping him around, whether for reaching the lower drawers in the kitchen, getting dressed up or even just checking his increasing weight on the scale... that is if he can find one that doesn't break when he climbs on it!
Thanks for such a nice comment. I'm glad you liked this pic, and I can only hope to continue to please you with what I do. Keep it up and thanks for sharing your zest!
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