 
                Theo Model Sheet - BEEF!
                    BEEF!
“Yeah! 100% All American BEEF!”
Theo was an all-American gryph’ with an all-American GUT! And he wasn’t afraid to flaunt it - so, when he signed himself up for some promotional deal for one of America’s finest artery-clogging- I mean, fast-food establishments, he was ALL-IN. They wanted him to be a model, or something! And they’d give him money, or something! But, best of all, they’d give him BEEF. And not just give him beef - he was contractually obligated to eat as MUCH BEEF AS THEY TOLD HIM TO!
Some lightweights may’ve found such a contract strange, or would’ve at least called their doctors first - not Theo, though. He wasn’t grade-A PATRIOT, who would eat whatever was put in front of him, no matter how greasy, juicy, or buttery it was! Oh, this burger’s illegal in Europe, is it? All the better! Growth hormone, growth schmormone - Theo was gonna EAT!
And eat… and eat… and eat…
/Even more BEEF! Later…/
BEEF!+++++++
“Oof - urp - y’see, REAL, HUGE ‘Merican beefcakes lift even the biggest weights, like my - B-B-WUURRP-ger…”
*Worble… Gworp… Groooowwwlllll…!*
Theo couldn’t just walk - he could LIFT. Kind of. Ish. Okay, he could moreso push. Maybe roll, if you want to get technical? It was hard to tell all that apart - after all, he was busy stuffing his beak with the brand new grade of BEEF! Even more high-calorie, high-protein, and high-beefiness than the last ones!
He got to eat all he wanted, all the time - so who cared if his gut was bigger than it used to be? It showed pride in his work - and, as his America-themed undies went up a size or twelve, all that meant was he was showing off even more of the beautiful red, white, and blue - well… If you can walk around that big butterball of his.
Every burger - every pound - every morsel - all of it was awesome. As he swelled, so did his appetite, and his patriotism! Okay, mostly his appetite - but hey, wanting to eat beef is what it means to be an American! Or… Something… Say, can someone grab another cartload of burgers? That rumbling growl tells me that he hungers for more freedom… Or… Something… Oh, just hurry up shove those burgers in his beak! We’ve got a quota to meet people!
—-
Always a pleasure to draw Jiskcar ‘s rad gryphon dude Theo! It’s really been too long since I’ve drawn this All-American, beefy butterball - had lots of fun with this one!
If you’re interested in getting a traditionally colored piece like this yourself, I have them available here…
Prismacolor Model Sheet Commissions
…as an experimental commission type - there are limited slots, so if you’re interested, please feel free to let me know!
—-
Jiskcar - Patriotic Pudgeball
            “Yeah! 100% All American BEEF!”
Theo was an all-American gryph’ with an all-American GUT! And he wasn’t afraid to flaunt it - so, when he signed himself up for some promotional deal for one of America’s finest artery-clogging- I mean, fast-food establishments, he was ALL-IN. They wanted him to be a model, or something! And they’d give him money, or something! But, best of all, they’d give him BEEF. And not just give him beef - he was contractually obligated to eat as MUCH BEEF AS THEY TOLD HIM TO!
Some lightweights may’ve found such a contract strange, or would’ve at least called their doctors first - not Theo, though. He wasn’t grade-A PATRIOT, who would eat whatever was put in front of him, no matter how greasy, juicy, or buttery it was! Oh, this burger’s illegal in Europe, is it? All the better! Growth hormone, growth schmormone - Theo was gonna EAT!
And eat… and eat… and eat…
/Even more BEEF! Later…/
BEEF!+++++++
“Oof - urp - y’see, REAL, HUGE ‘Merican beefcakes lift even the biggest weights, like my - B-B-WUURRP-ger…”
*Worble… Gworp… Groooowwwlllll…!*
Theo couldn’t just walk - he could LIFT. Kind of. Ish. Okay, he could moreso push. Maybe roll, if you want to get technical? It was hard to tell all that apart - after all, he was busy stuffing his beak with the brand new grade of BEEF! Even more high-calorie, high-protein, and high-beefiness than the last ones!
He got to eat all he wanted, all the time - so who cared if his gut was bigger than it used to be? It showed pride in his work - and, as his America-themed undies went up a size or twelve, all that meant was he was showing off even more of the beautiful red, white, and blue - well… If you can walk around that big butterball of his.
Every burger - every pound - every morsel - all of it was awesome. As he swelled, so did his appetite, and his patriotism! Okay, mostly his appetite - but hey, wanting to eat beef is what it means to be an American! Or… Something… Say, can someone grab another cartload of burgers? That rumbling growl tells me that he hungers for more freedom… Or… Something… Oh, just hurry up shove those burgers in his beak! We’ve got a quota to meet people!
—-
Always a pleasure to draw Jiskcar ‘s rad gryphon dude Theo! It’s really been too long since I’ve drawn this All-American, beefy butterball - had lots of fun with this one!
If you’re interested in getting a traditionally colored piece like this yourself, I have them available here…
Prismacolor Model Sheet Commissions
…as an experimental commission type - there are limited slots, so if you’re interested, please feel free to let me know!
—-
Jiskcar - Patriotic Pudgeball
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fat Furs
                    Species Gryphon
                    Size 3338 x 2484px
                    File Size 1.72 MB
                 
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