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He's gone full blue :v I was looking through some old sketches and found a pose I liked, so I used it here since I thought it would fit in quite well, and go along with what I have planned in upcoming stuff if I keep going with it. :P
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Ratchet & Clank owned by Sony
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Ratchet & Clank owned by Sony
Category Artwork (Digital) / Inflation
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Ahh, his “Don’t say anything pose”. At least he’s enjoying it this time.
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With his pal getting farther and farther away, Ratchet struggled to get back onto his swollen feet. Easier said than done as his burbling mass refused to play ball with his attempts. “Clank wait up!” he called, still fighting with his sloshing contents.
The little robot paused, and for once displayed a non-co descending expression. “I think it best if you wait here. I will go retrieve Aphelion and use her tractor beam to get you out of here” he declared before running off.
“Was that a fat crack?!” the Lombax called as he sat pretty and blue.
Getting comfortable, Ratchet continued to squeeze and fondle his gut, the squishiness of it surprisingly alluring and engrossing. It was kinda like Qwark’s water bed, except inside his see-through body. And sufficed to say doing this wasn’t making his engorged boner go anywhere. Already it was getting harder and fuller from all the ooze running through it, and he could clearly see the tip of it poking out from under his gut while his inflating balls further squished between himself and the ground ”Man, this starting to feel really good” he thought to himself.
Twisting his head as much as his puffy blue cheeks allowed, Ratchet saw his sides neatly starting to merge into his gut, giving him a well-rounded look that was getting cut off by his top. Wiggling his fat piggies he tried to pull at it, but by now his fingers were to swollen and couldn’t even get an inch out of it. Not that he needed to apply the effort as two sizeable lumps were pushing against the fabric, and a tear quickly followed as his cerulean moobs blorped into view. “Man, if this keeps up I’m going to have a chest like Helga’s” he complained, before teasingly biting his blueing lower lip and realising that wouldn’t be too bad a thing.
Cheekily squeezing the side of his chest, his form shuddered violently before his upper armour exploded off of him, the force of the eruption knocking him off balance. Simply accepting it, Ratchet congealed forwards and landed on his titanic gut, his liquid mass spreading out across his sides as he bounced up and down until he could regain his with his arms and shoes. Huffing, the beached Lombax casually caressed his enormous moob again, the blueness running up his raised brows before peering over his shoulder to follow a tearing sound. His enormous rump was barely held in place by his Expandowear 2000 ™, and tears were spreading across it like spider webs. “I thought I designed those to withstand bigger sizes than this” he commented.
His invention agreed to disagree as it split in two, freeing his bulbous buns from their prison, a surge of slime squirming in to fill up the empty space. It was also some relief to have his junk flop out from between his legs, finally getting the airing they deserved. And with the loss of his underwear, the Lombax was now completely naked, with the last of his colour fading from the tips of his ears. “Well, I guess that’s another armour set gone” he announced to no one in particular. “Good thing Clank’s missing out here” he added with bulbous chin between his moobs, gleefully pressing himself down to watch the ooze fill out his widening sides, all the while his pudge bore down on his bare cock.
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With his pal getting farther and farther away, Ratchet struggled to get back onto his swollen feet. Easier said than done as his burbling mass refused to play ball with his attempts. “Clank wait up!” he called, still fighting with his sloshing contents.
The little robot paused, and for once displayed a non-co descending expression. “I think it best if you wait here. I will go retrieve Aphelion and use her tractor beam to get you out of here” he declared before running off.
“Was that a fat crack?!” the Lombax called as he sat pretty and blue.
Getting comfortable, Ratchet continued to squeeze and fondle his gut, the squishiness of it surprisingly alluring and engrossing. It was kinda like Qwark’s water bed, except inside his see-through body. And sufficed to say doing this wasn’t making his engorged boner go anywhere. Already it was getting harder and fuller from all the ooze running through it, and he could clearly see the tip of it poking out from under his gut while his inflating balls further squished between himself and the ground ”Man, this starting to feel really good” he thought to himself.
Twisting his head as much as his puffy blue cheeks allowed, Ratchet saw his sides neatly starting to merge into his gut, giving him a well-rounded look that was getting cut off by his top. Wiggling his fat piggies he tried to pull at it, but by now his fingers were to swollen and couldn’t even get an inch out of it. Not that he needed to apply the effort as two sizeable lumps were pushing against the fabric, and a tear quickly followed as his cerulean moobs blorped into view. “Man, if this keeps up I’m going to have a chest like Helga’s” he complained, before teasingly biting his blueing lower lip and realising that wouldn’t be too bad a thing.
Cheekily squeezing the side of his chest, his form shuddered violently before his upper armour exploded off of him, the force of the eruption knocking him off balance. Simply accepting it, Ratchet congealed forwards and landed on his titanic gut, his liquid mass spreading out across his sides as he bounced up and down until he could regain his with his arms and shoes. Huffing, the beached Lombax casually caressed his enormous moob again, the blueness running up his raised brows before peering over his shoulder to follow a tearing sound. His enormous rump was barely held in place by his Expandowear 2000 ™, and tears were spreading across it like spider webs. “I thought I designed those to withstand bigger sizes than this” he commented.
His invention agreed to disagree as it split in two, freeing his bulbous buns from their prison, a surge of slime squirming in to fill up the empty space. It was also some relief to have his junk flop out from between his legs, finally getting the airing they deserved. And with the loss of his underwear, the Lombax was now completely naked, with the last of his colour fading from the tips of his ears. “Well, I guess that’s another armour set gone” he announced to no one in particular. “Good thing Clank’s missing out here” he added with bulbous chin between his moobs, gleefully pressing himself down to watch the ooze fill out his widening sides, all the while his pudge bore down on his bare cock.
Thanks. Interpreting and finding the story in art is a talent of mine I’ve been fostering for a long time actually. It’s always fun figuring out what goes between and finding the right words for them. As they say apicture is worth a thousand words, and it really can if you’re dedicated enough.
I figured this was futureverse , but I didn’t think this sequence would really have other characters. I just had fun imagining Aphelion struggling to heft a giant Ratchet-ball around.
I figured this was futureverse , but I didn’t think this sequence would really have other characters. I just had fun imagining Aphelion struggling to heft a giant Ratchet-ball around.
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