Commission: Marisa's NightmareMarisa stretched out her arms and yawned as she got ready for bed. Anyone could tell from looking at Marisa that she got a lot of beauty sleep. The 20 year old was as glamorous and striking as a model: long, shimmering brown hair; silky, tanned skin; deep brown bedroom eyes; succulent, soft come-hither lips.
And that was just Marisa’s visage. Her breasts were large and inviting, her butt was plump and ready for squeezing, and her 5’1’’ stature made her already large features even more alluring. One could also say that Marisa’s hips were wide and curvy, but currently, this fact was complicated by Marisa’s budding pregnancy.
To most people, Marisa was a quiet, polite girl but in truth, she was far from innocent. Marisa loved sex, and while she lost her virginity toward the end of her time in high school, she only got crazier once out of it. She decided not to go to college and was able to scrape by thanks to various part-time jobs and her
Babysitting - part 1
Written by geckoguy123456789 (dA)(FA) for Kai
“Come on…. just a little more……” the young jackal muttered, her fingers frantically and skillfully working an Xbox controller while her eyes stayed glued to the TV screen. The flicker of the screen giving her black fur a blueish white hue, her eyes bright and golden taking in every movement like a predator on the hunt. Her character danced around Ultimecia, throwing hit after hit into her, the young jackal unconsciously bobbing and ducking her head in sync with her attacks. While she’d normally be moving her whole body, her swollen abdomen kept her fairly pinned to the couch.
“NUUUUUUUUU!” she yelled as she threw her arms up in defeat, “apocalypse again……” she muttered sullenly as her character was obliterated by the ultimate move and Ultimecia cackled in victory. “Ug……. Why do I even
Commission: Huge is the New OrangeJackie tried not to make too much commotion as she slowly walked forward. The “slowly” part wasn’t really up to her though. The three full-term fetuses inside her womb were responsible for that. Jackie hadn’t noticed too many other women she was transported with who were pregnant, which surprised her a bit. She let out a little groan as she paced to the side to angle her head out of the line.
“You!” one of the guards shouted, walking over to her. Jackie looked at her with shock when she saw the guard was pregnant. She had on the usual blue and grey uniform with the "Bryceson MediTech Corp" logo on the right shoulder, though it was unbuttoned at the bottom and a tank-top was pulled over the rest of her large, round belly. “DeBallo, no stepping out of line.”
“Sorry,” Jackie said, lowering her head and pacing back into line. The guard chuckled and adjusted her tinted sunglasses as she began patrolling the line again