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More Armello fanart after Part 1. This time Fang tries out a foot-juggling humiliation move that the game somehow forgot to include. For what it's worth, I think I'm nearly at peak Fang obsessiveness.
- Naked version: Fang_Juggle_Naked.jpg
- Naked Twiss only version: Fang_Juggle_Seminaked.jpg
- Version with no motion blur (for maximum wolf sole clarity): Fang_Juggle_Static.jpg
- Part 1
- Part 2 <-- This one
- Part 3
"This just isn't your game, is it?" Fang said as Twiss' final attack deflected harmlessly off his axe blade. She hissed in frustration and went to evade but the Wolf Clan hero was too quick.
"Oh no you don't," he growled, pushing her over and placing a foot on her before she could escape. "You don't get to run away from a rout like that."
"Get off me!" Twiss cried, squirming furiously but without effect. Just one of those great canine feet outweighed her entire body and he was only resting it on her. "You don't even need my Prestige this time!"
The corrupted wolf pressed down a little, bearing his fangs. "Maybe I like turning squirrels into pelts. Or maybe..." He tilted his head, ears raising as he gave her another couple of squeezes. "Is that gold I hear?"
Twiss pushed her head up against two of his toes, straining to make eye contact. "Good luck getting it! If you squash me again it'll just respawn in my-" She broke off, squirming in alarm as he moved above her. There was a whump, the jangle of armour, then suddenly he was sitting down on the ground behind her, all without removing that vast oppressive foot from her outmatched body. It still draped over her, cool and extremely heavy, and now its owner slid the other one out alongside her too, proudly showing off the broad leathery sole that had so contemptuously ended her previous run.
"Play properly!" she shrieked as the wolf carefully picked her up between both feet, easing back to relax in the grass as he hoisted his tiny opponent up above him.
"Just a little humiliation," Fang grinned, tucking an arm under his head as he rolled her from one upturned sole to the other. "You'll be back at the Clan Ground soon."
Twiss gasped as her head bounced off his heel, arms scrabbling to find purchase on the smooth leathery contours of the wolf's feet but failing again and again. He began to bounce her, pressing yelps and squeaks from her soft little body as she smacked into the ball of his foot over and over, nothing now but a living paddle ball.
"Look at that," Fang growled as a couple of coins slipped free from the squirrel's pouch and tumbled onto his chest. "Guess I'll be taking that gold after all." He settled back to watch, ignoring her cries of fury as he batted her neatly from one foot to the other. Soon coins were raining freely to scatter amongst the autumn leaves, the cries of the squirrel hero reduced to disoriented huffs and gurgles amidst the rhythmic smacking of her limp body against the wolf's supple, talented soles. By the time her body score hit zero, Fang was pleased to discover she was pliable as putty.
- Naked version: Fang_Juggle_Naked.jpg
- Naked Twiss only version: Fang_Juggle_Seminaked.jpg
- Version with no motion blur (for maximum wolf sole clarity): Fang_Juggle_Static.jpg
- Part 1
- Part 2 <-- This one
- Part 3
"This just isn't your game, is it?" Fang said as Twiss' final attack deflected harmlessly off his axe blade. She hissed in frustration and went to evade but the Wolf Clan hero was too quick.
"Oh no you don't," he growled, pushing her over and placing a foot on her before she could escape. "You don't get to run away from a rout like that."
"Get off me!" Twiss cried, squirming furiously but without effect. Just one of those great canine feet outweighed her entire body and he was only resting it on her. "You don't even need my Prestige this time!"
The corrupted wolf pressed down a little, bearing his fangs. "Maybe I like turning squirrels into pelts. Or maybe..." He tilted his head, ears raising as he gave her another couple of squeezes. "Is that gold I hear?"
Twiss pushed her head up against two of his toes, straining to make eye contact. "Good luck getting it! If you squash me again it'll just respawn in my-" She broke off, squirming in alarm as he moved above her. There was a whump, the jangle of armour, then suddenly he was sitting down on the ground behind her, all without removing that vast oppressive foot from her outmatched body. It still draped over her, cool and extremely heavy, and now its owner slid the other one out alongside her too, proudly showing off the broad leathery sole that had so contemptuously ended her previous run.
"Play properly!" she shrieked as the wolf carefully picked her up between both feet, easing back to relax in the grass as he hoisted his tiny opponent up above him.
"Just a little humiliation," Fang grinned, tucking an arm under his head as he rolled her from one upturned sole to the other. "You'll be back at the Clan Ground soon."
Twiss gasped as her head bounced off his heel, arms scrabbling to find purchase on the smooth leathery contours of the wolf's feet but failing again and again. He began to bounce her, pressing yelps and squeaks from her soft little body as she smacked into the ball of his foot over and over, nothing now but a living paddle ball.
"Look at that," Fang growled as a couple of coins slipped free from the squirrel's pouch and tumbled onto his chest. "Guess I'll be taking that gold after all." He settled back to watch, ignoring her cries of fury as he batted her neatly from one foot to the other. Soon coins were raining freely to scatter amongst the autumn leaves, the cries of the squirrel hero reduced to disoriented huffs and gurgles amidst the rhythmic smacking of her limp body against the wolf's supple, talented soles. By the time her body score hit zero, Fang was pleased to discover she was pliable as putty.
Category All / Paw
Species Wolf
Size 2094 x 1759px
File Size 3.26 MB
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