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Mike closed his eyes and held his breath. "OK. Here goes..." he thought, looking up at the door to Rocky's office. It hadn't been easy making that phone call last week, going on his hands and knees begging his friend for a job. Rocky's gym was hardly where Mike had pictured himself working, nor was he too crazy about the idea of having the serial prankster as his boss, but his last few interviews elsewhere had been a disaster and he was fast running out of options. So here he was, facing what was likely to resemble less of a job interview than a complex session of bargaining and grovelling. Raising his hand tentatively towards the door, he gave it a timid knock and waited.
Before he was really ready for it, the door swung open. Mike was somewhat taken aback. Rocky was standing there shirtless, his buff, furry chest adorned with his trademark gold medallion, with his lower half sporting gym shorts and sneakers. The macho display left Mike already feeling out of place.
"Well well well," the husky chuckled. "If it isn't my old buddy, Mike. How you doin'?"
Mike jumped nervously as Rocky slapped his palm on the spaniel's shoulder. "Don't mind me," said Rocky. "I've just finished running a workout downstairs. Come on in, take a seat." Rocky kept hold of Mike, his warm hand drawing the timid dog in with an abrupt forcefulness before directing him past the large polished desk to a rather diminuitive plastic seat. Mike lowered himself into the chair cautiously, half expecting it to collapse or something as if rigged for a practical joke. To some small relief, it didn't seem to give as he sank his weight into it. Rocky slammed the door firmly and strolled over to the other side of the desk, flopping back casually into his tall black office chair.
"So who'd have thought it, huh?" he scoffed. "You coming to your pal Rocky looking for a job... Didn't see that coming back in school, did we? Heh!"
Mike glanced away, trying not to make eye contact. "I guess not..." he muttered. As if he really needed reminding of those days. Mike excelled at school but had always envied carefree Rocky's popularity. They would probably have never even bothered with each other had Mike not been so desperate to be accepted into the crowd. Whether Rocky really liked him or whether he merely humoured him for his own amusement was something Mike had never been sure of - and frankly preferred not to think about.
"Ah, relax. You're my buddy, right?" said Rocky, winking in a way which left Mike none the wiser. "Still... I mean, I'd love to be able to find something for you here... but, er..."
He paused, gazing nonchalantly out of the window behind his desk. "This is the best gym in town, Mike," he bragged, stretching his arms before resting them behind his head against the soft leather. "Everybody comes here. The strongest, the fittest, the most beautiful... it's the place to be. And we get a lot of people looking for jobs here, y'know."
Mike looked down and nodded. "Yeah," he sighed. "I know, I just... to be honest with you, Rocky, I'm just looking for something. Anything. You know me, I'll work hard, I've got plenty I can offer... I just need a chance to prove myself. Even if it's just a summer job."
"Hmmmm... summer job, huh?" said Rocky thoughtfully. "Well I think I might just have something for you..."
Mike looked up in surprise. "Really?"
"Possibly. I have been looking for someone to do a little job for me personally. But I need someone who isn't gonna let me down. Someone who will do exactly what I tell them... you'll need to do something special to convince me, Mike. Something really special."
"OK, I... I-I can do that," stuttered Mike, trying not to sound too desperate. "Just tell me what I need to do."
Rocky sat there quietly for a moment. Mike hung on the edge of his seat. He wasn't certain whether or not he was being toyed with, but despite all the pranks and the teasing, he clung onto the hope that Rocky might actually like him enough to help him out this time.
Suddenly the big husky shifted in his seat, leaning forward and reaching down to the floor. He seemed to be busying his hands under the desk. Mike's eyes widened. A sense of anxiety began to roll inside his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this. He strained, edging himself closer attempting to look over to see what was going on, but his view simply could reach beyond the huge desktop stretching between them. A few seconds later, Rocky rose back into his seat.
Mike froze. The husky had that look on his face. That mischievous grin, the narrowed eyes, the cheeky flick of the eyebrows that made Mike clench up inside, his trepidation growing in anticipation of some unpleasant surprise. Rocky smiled, and swivelling his chair, he swung his legs up over the edge of the desktop. Two heavy thuds resonated powerfully through the wood. Mike now realised what Rocky had been doing under the desk; taking his sneakers off.
There, presented proudly in front of him, were the husky's big feet.
Mike gulped. Rocky's thick, strong feet were an impressive but intimidating sight to behold. One stood inside a sports sock, the white material stained dull grey and brown with moisture where plenty of sweat had been released from the soles. The warm smell of the workout was still locked into the fabric, baked inside Rocky's hot sneakers. The other foot was bare, the white fur damp with sweat, the warm brown flesh of the pads rich with scent and coated in a smooth, greasy glaze. Rocky grinned, allowing his feet to breathe their scent into the air as they cooled on the desk, only a few inches from Mike's face. The spaniel looked at them. His heart sank. It was obvious what Rocky wanted him to do. The prospect left Mike torn. It was a degrading, humiliating deed to be reduced to, one which in any other circumstances he would dismiss as too demeaning an insult to succomb to. But this was Rocky - nothing came without a catch. Despite the proposal, there was ultimately the promise of a job on offer. And Mike was desperate. This would be the most shameful moment of his life, but if he could swallow his pride and bear it, Rocky might just reward him with what he came in for.
Mike took a deep breath, attempting to prepare himself for what he was about to submit to. The scent of the feet was already playing under his nostrils. He tried not to think about it, forcing himself to focus squarely on his aim.
"S-s-so... er..." he uttered, "if I... er... do this... I get the job, right?"
Rocky nodded. "Right," he stated.
"...and... that's it, right? No strings attached, I do it and... you let me work for you? This is all I need to do, this is the interview?"
Rocky sniggered, a smirk of devious satisfaction sweeping across his lips.
"Oh no, Mikey," he sneered. "This is the job."
Hello everybody - RipRoarRex here, finally finding the time to push out some new artwork!
I'll keep my blurb brief for reasons which are fairly apparent. I recently had a week's holiday from work, during the latter days of which I found myself in a rather strong mood for canine feet. I shall admit that I am primarily a scaly fan, hence why I draw more of Rexar than any of my other characters. However, on this occasion, I thought it was about time to give Rocky another outing. In particular, I wanted to indulge in my enjoyment of musky feet again, as well as trying to create another more realistic piece after my recent return to cartooning. This isn't quite my usual lineless style given that I have kept a hint of outline for definition, but I think it works well.
As a rare treat, you will probably have already noticed that this picture comes with a story to provide some context to the scene. Admittedly it is predictable and full of rampant cliches, but sometimes it's fun to stick to a tried and tested formula.
Anyway, feel free to let me know what you think, and as ever, enjoy!
RRRex
Mike closed his eyes and held his breath. "OK. Here goes..." he thought, looking up at the door to Rocky's office. It hadn't been easy making that phone call last week, going on his hands and knees begging his friend for a job. Rocky's gym was hardly where Mike had pictured himself working, nor was he too crazy about the idea of having the serial prankster as his boss, but his last few interviews elsewhere had been a disaster and he was fast running out of options. So here he was, facing what was likely to resemble less of a job interview than a complex session of bargaining and grovelling. Raising his hand tentatively towards the door, he gave it a timid knock and waited.
Before he was really ready for it, the door swung open. Mike was somewhat taken aback. Rocky was standing there shirtless, his buff, furry chest adorned with his trademark gold medallion, with his lower half sporting gym shorts and sneakers. The macho display left Mike already feeling out of place.
"Well well well," the husky chuckled. "If it isn't my old buddy, Mike. How you doin'?"
Mike jumped nervously as Rocky slapped his palm on the spaniel's shoulder. "Don't mind me," said Rocky. "I've just finished running a workout downstairs. Come on in, take a seat." Rocky kept hold of Mike, his warm hand drawing the timid dog in with an abrupt forcefulness before directing him past the large polished desk to a rather diminuitive plastic seat. Mike lowered himself into the chair cautiously, half expecting it to collapse or something as if rigged for a practical joke. To some small relief, it didn't seem to give as he sank his weight into it. Rocky slammed the door firmly and strolled over to the other side of the desk, flopping back casually into his tall black office chair.
"So who'd have thought it, huh?" he scoffed. "You coming to your pal Rocky looking for a job... Didn't see that coming back in school, did we? Heh!"
Mike glanced away, trying not to make eye contact. "I guess not..." he muttered. As if he really needed reminding of those days. Mike excelled at school but had always envied carefree Rocky's popularity. They would probably have never even bothered with each other had Mike not been so desperate to be accepted into the crowd. Whether Rocky really liked him or whether he merely humoured him for his own amusement was something Mike had never been sure of - and frankly preferred not to think about.
"Ah, relax. You're my buddy, right?" said Rocky, winking in a way which left Mike none the wiser. "Still... I mean, I'd love to be able to find something for you here... but, er..."
He paused, gazing nonchalantly out of the window behind his desk. "This is the best gym in town, Mike," he bragged, stretching his arms before resting them behind his head against the soft leather. "Everybody comes here. The strongest, the fittest, the most beautiful... it's the place to be. And we get a lot of people looking for jobs here, y'know."
Mike looked down and nodded. "Yeah," he sighed. "I know, I just... to be honest with you, Rocky, I'm just looking for something. Anything. You know me, I'll work hard, I've got plenty I can offer... I just need a chance to prove myself. Even if it's just a summer job."
"Hmmmm... summer job, huh?" said Rocky thoughtfully. "Well I think I might just have something for you..."
Mike looked up in surprise. "Really?"
"Possibly. I have been looking for someone to do a little job for me personally. But I need someone who isn't gonna let me down. Someone who will do exactly what I tell them... you'll need to do something special to convince me, Mike. Something really special."
"OK, I... I-I can do that," stuttered Mike, trying not to sound too desperate. "Just tell me what I need to do."
Rocky sat there quietly for a moment. Mike hung on the edge of his seat. He wasn't certain whether or not he was being toyed with, but despite all the pranks and the teasing, he clung onto the hope that Rocky might actually like him enough to help him out this time.
Suddenly the big husky shifted in his seat, leaning forward and reaching down to the floor. He seemed to be busying his hands under the desk. Mike's eyes widened. A sense of anxiety began to roll inside his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this. He strained, edging himself closer attempting to look over to see what was going on, but his view simply could reach beyond the huge desktop stretching between them. A few seconds later, Rocky rose back into his seat.
Mike froze. The husky had that look on his face. That mischievous grin, the narrowed eyes, the cheeky flick of the eyebrows that made Mike clench up inside, his trepidation growing in anticipation of some unpleasant surprise. Rocky smiled, and swivelling his chair, he swung his legs up over the edge of the desktop. Two heavy thuds resonated powerfully through the wood. Mike now realised what Rocky had been doing under the desk; taking his sneakers off.
There, presented proudly in front of him, were the husky's big feet.
Mike gulped. Rocky's thick, strong feet were an impressive but intimidating sight to behold. One stood inside a sports sock, the white material stained dull grey and brown with moisture where plenty of sweat had been released from the soles. The warm smell of the workout was still locked into the fabric, baked inside Rocky's hot sneakers. The other foot was bare, the white fur damp with sweat, the warm brown flesh of the pads rich with scent and coated in a smooth, greasy glaze. Rocky grinned, allowing his feet to breathe their scent into the air as they cooled on the desk, only a few inches from Mike's face. The spaniel looked at them. His heart sank. It was obvious what Rocky wanted him to do. The prospect left Mike torn. It was a degrading, humiliating deed to be reduced to, one which in any other circumstances he would dismiss as too demeaning an insult to succomb to. But this was Rocky - nothing came without a catch. Despite the proposal, there was ultimately the promise of a job on offer. And Mike was desperate. This would be the most shameful moment of his life, but if he could swallow his pride and bear it, Rocky might just reward him with what he came in for.
Mike took a deep breath, attempting to prepare himself for what he was about to submit to. The scent of the feet was already playing under his nostrils. He tried not to think about it, forcing himself to focus squarely on his aim.
"S-s-so... er..." he uttered, "if I... er... do this... I get the job, right?"
Rocky nodded. "Right," he stated.
"...and... that's it, right? No strings attached, I do it and... you let me work for you? This is all I need to do, this is the interview?"
Rocky sniggered, a smirk of devious satisfaction sweeping across his lips.
"Oh no, Mikey," he sneered. "This is the job."
Hello everybody - RipRoarRex here, finally finding the time to push out some new artwork!
I'll keep my blurb brief for reasons which are fairly apparent. I recently had a week's holiday from work, during the latter days of which I found myself in a rather strong mood for canine feet. I shall admit that I am primarily a scaly fan, hence why I draw more of Rexar than any of my other characters. However, on this occasion, I thought it was about time to give Rocky another outing. In particular, I wanted to indulge in my enjoyment of musky feet again, as well as trying to create another more realistic piece after my recent return to cartooning. This isn't quite my usual lineless style given that I have kept a hint of outline for definition, but I think it works well.
As a rare treat, you will probably have already noticed that this picture comes with a story to provide some context to the scene. Admittedly it is predictable and full of rampant cliches, but sometimes it's fun to stick to a tried and tested formula.
Anyway, feel free to let me know what you think, and as ever, enjoy!
RRRex
Category All / Paw
Species Canine (Other)
Size 1280 x 988px
File Size 582.9 kB
The story made the pic that much more appealing and you get to see what happens as the pic is made, I wish more artist would do this everyone once in a while, I know Lope does this quite a bit, the story itself gets you excited then with an awesome picture like that, it's a lethal combination xD
Ah, I've been wondering when we'd be blessed with another piece from ya. I must say, patience is a virtue in ur case because it surely pays off >;3 Very. Fucking. Nice. Job.
I'd say its funny this about a gym, but then again alot of ur pieces are and I prefer they stay that way. At least surrounding a "workout" or "exercise" background to support what us paw luvers seek out. But funny it is, being that I just got back from the gym myself to find this in my submissions
Keep them coming
And secondly, u need to get online more
I'd say its funny this about a gym, but then again alot of ur pieces are and I prefer they stay that way. At least surrounding a "workout" or "exercise" background to support what us paw luvers seek out. But funny it is, being that I just got back from the gym myself to find this in my submissions
Keep them coming
And secondly, u need to get online more
Virtually every time I ever attempt said detailing...
Lol!
In all seriousness though, this one wasn't that bad. I've had many other pictures that have driven me far more crazy than this. But it wasn't exactly straight-forward - I actually did the fur texture once in a rather rushed manner, didn't like it, scrapped it and did it again. I'm really glad I did; you wouldn't wanna see the crappy first version by comparison...
Lol!
In all seriousness though, this one wasn't that bad. I've had many other pictures that have driven me far more crazy than this. But it wasn't exactly straight-forward - I actually did the fur texture once in a rather rushed manner, didn't like it, scrapped it and did it again. I'm really glad I did; you wouldn't wanna see the crappy first version by comparison...
I find it hard to distinguish what individual piece I consider to be my best these days. I still think the likes of 'Rocky - Cornered', 'Good Clean Fun', 'Rexar - Post Match Musk' and 'Rexar - Annihilation' were pictures that stretched my boundaries far more than this one did. But good to know that it still impresses on the technical aspects.
Once again, enchanting work. I think the greatest success is, as the poster above me stated, the comparison between the two paws. The naked paw is clean, bare and elegant, yet the dirty sock next to it gives us the idea that it is musky, sweaty and all the wonderful things us paw fans love. A very clever way of getting those theme across while offering a realistic approach to the drawing itself.
Amazing work Rex, the attention to detail is staggering. You do such amazing art, even when I first watched you, I envied your talent. I know you hear that alot, but you are by far one of my favorite artists here on FA. Not just for your fetih art, but for the simple fact that you do amazing art. Your characters are drawn well with an intense amount f painstaking detail that amazes me with each new piece that you post. I commend you for that.
As for the story, for a man who doesn't do well with writing fiction, you do a crackerjack job. It's tried and true... but you write it well enough that it isn't stale. It also adds to the detail of your piece and the overall wormanship of your art in general.There are people who make great art, and there are people who make spectacular art. You are the latter for taking the time to write a back story to accompany an amazing piece like this.
Cheers.
Plus out of all the characters you have that ae non-scaly Rocky is my favorite. Good to see more of him. Keep up the amazing work Rex.
-Sincerely,
Lelou
As for the story, for a man who doesn't do well with writing fiction, you do a crackerjack job. It's tried and true... but you write it well enough that it isn't stale. It also adds to the detail of your piece and the overall wormanship of your art in general.There are people who make great art, and there are people who make spectacular art. You are the latter for taking the time to write a back story to accompany an amazing piece like this.
Cheers.
Plus out of all the characters you have that ae non-scaly Rocky is my favorite. Good to see more of him. Keep up the amazing work Rex.
-Sincerely,
Lelou
Thanks very much! I was a little unsure of the story given that I'm so unfamiliar with writing fiction these days. I do volunteer sports journalism away from the fandom and as such my writing style is far more geared towards that genre these days. But I'm glad it didn't seem too tired or boring, and I'm glad it added to the picture for you.
Not a problem good work should be commended, great work, rewarded, amazingly professional work, should be comended, rewarded, praised and given a seal of approval, not that you need any of it to prove your a spectacular artist, its just a nice by product of posting amazing work on a public art site.
Wow. Another superbly detailed piece of art, RipRoarRex! Hehe I see you're giving paw fans the best of both worlds once again with the bare paw and the socked paw. :P Well I love them both! X3
Nicely done story too! It's well detailed as well and is a bit humorous too. :3 I just love Rocky's smug expression and attitude too. :P Amazing job! ^^
Nicely done story too! It's well detailed as well and is a bit humorous too. :3 I just love Rocky's smug expression and attitude too. :P Amazing job! ^^
Wow... instantly my favourite of your work so far RRRex! You've done a fantastic job on the detail and perspective on this one, but better still, a nice story to set the scene. Pitty Mike's not a fan - for some of us, that'd be like the best summer job ever. :P
If I were to offer but one suggestion, it would be to try doing a version with a slight blur increasing from his legs down, which would create a bit more of a visual focus on the footpaw (not that most of us are looking at much else anyway... but ah... yeah). That and tell Mike to stop complaining. :P
If I were to offer but one suggestion, it would be to try doing a version with a slight blur increasing from his legs down, which would create a bit more of a visual focus on the footpaw (not that most of us are looking at much else anyway... but ah... yeah). That and tell Mike to stop complaining. :P
Actually, this is one of many occasions where I have actually attempted a blur and then decided against it. I did run a blurring effect on everything from the ankle back as well as sharpening some aspects of the paw, but my biggest problem with it was the loss of detail in the rest of the body. I'm a sucker for detail, y'see, and sometimes I find it such a shame to smudge it all out for the purpose of perspective.
Still, hope it hasn't impacted too negatively on the piece. And thanks!
Still, hope it hasn't impacted too negatively on the piece. And thanks!
HEY ROCKY! X3
Good to see him again, or for that matter some more art lol just kidding ^^
Well as always, very well detailed pic man, I see there is a fun filled story attached so I will get to that later on.
Keep up the good work and never give up (and that's not just on the art) :D
Good to see him again, or for that matter some more art lol just kidding ^^
Well as always, very well detailed pic man, I see there is a fun filled story attached so I will get to that later on.
Keep up the good work and never give up (and that's not just on the art) :D
oh Triple R i may not be the the first to say this ( im not gona bother trying to see if any one else all ready did ) but let me say u have a way of tesing the crap out of me while at the same time geting me horny over some good looking pws and nt tomention the great short story to go with it now if u will excuse me im going to go paw off now.
Summer job? To satisfy those super sexy soles? Not likely!
More like a lifetime commitment devoted to pampering Rockies purrfect paws 24/7.
Surely Rockie will reward his sole slurping paw pet with many more privileges to serve and satisfy...
Although some jobs... ARE their own reward!
Super sexy storyline and dazzlingly brilliant artwork!
More like a lifetime commitment devoted to pampering Rockies purrfect paws 24/7.
Surely Rockie will reward his sole slurping paw pet with many more privileges to serve and satisfy...
Although some jobs... ARE their own reward!
Super sexy storyline and dazzlingly brilliant artwork!
Wow, I didn't expect you to produce a picture-story combination Ripster, or even write a foot fetish story! It's really well written too, and combined with that jaw-dropping foot pic of Rocky this is an incredibly sexy combination! I'm really starting to love Rocky now...
Aww, i forgot to comment on this before =o
That's an awesome pic RRR ^^ good to see Rocky again =3 and is there an opening for that job ;3 i'm looking for one, i'm sure Rocky can hire another ;3. hehehe. I truly do love how you do the details on the paws and the character himself. ^^ Must have took forever and alot of patience to get this one.
I hope Cassie gets to come back in the future =3 i love females that are bad@ dommers ;3
That's an awesome pic RRR ^^ good to see Rocky again =3 and is there an opening for that job ;3 i'm looking for one, i'm sure Rocky can hire another ;3. hehehe. I truly do love how you do the details on the paws and the character himself. ^^ Must have took forever and alot of patience to get this one.
I hope Cassie gets to come back in the future =3 i love females that are bad@ dommers ;3
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