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Sticky Scribbles is creating Cute and Sexy Damsels in Distress. Exotic Art & Comics

Welcome to StickyScribbles

This art community is comprised of sexy damsels in distress adventures, with many fun themes of bondage, fetishes, and exotic fantasy theme art. I make naughty stories,  animations and comics for your viewing pleasure. With your support and being a fan we can get more art hosted, additional nsfw projects and guest artists. That would be pretty sweet. 

Why SubscribeStar?

SubscribeStar is like a  tipping jar that not only helps keep starving artist off the street, but empowers artists like me to create more quality art and naughty pictures for you. The more support, the more ongoing art content created. Everybody wins. We'll have both mature and family friendly themes. I have experience creating art for years from fantasy illustrations to casual games on facebook, and enjoy creating fan art for free as well.

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Fanart requests with Romance and Peril...OH MY!

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The Gorgon's Manor

We'll also explore the mysteries of the Gorgon's Manor. The Gorgon's Manor is a sanctuary for monster girls and sexy damsels, filled with many delights, traps and tantalizing dungeons. Join us to uncover hidden paradises, perils and fantasy adventures.  With each sponsor we can create more content, characters and storylines for everybody to enjoy. In the future we could make an interactive choose your own adventure game! Creating a fantasy RPG setting for all the characters to roam in provides a richer experience for all the fans. Stages of Development:

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This is a huge and ambitious project. It takes a lot of time, hard work, energy, and money to bring rich characters and sexy tales of damsels in distress to life. With your support we can continue to focus providing more content to the fans and exotic art community to enjoy. Every bit helps and even $3 tip will help encourage us to improve and follow our passion to bring the best art we can provide to fans like you.  Thank you.

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ILMOL Community Request Lamisa Amazon Part 1 - 2

Art requests made possible by fans like you.

D)ILMOL's request:


How about my amazon character(Lamisa) deciding to go do some gorgon hunting at the gorgon's manor but, unsurprisingly ends up as an sexy or erotic addition to her ever growing gallery(turned to stone?)

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The gorgon uses something that makes the amazon act irrationally, maybe some intoxicating afrodisiac gas that makes the amazon really want to touch herself or have sex, the resulting statue can be very erotic, the amazon is petrified while playing with herself, either with her own hands, or rubbing her privates or using the the shaft of her spear between her legs, one idea that i've always been fond of is the victim being petrified at the moment of climax, and she gets to enjoy her orgasm forever.

//Bonus Artwork and Uncensored versions for supporting fans, direct instant access on page.

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/26368

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Miss Walters Chapter 2 (Erotic Story)


Miss Walters Chapter 2
By StickyScribbles /Spiderweber



Ms. Walters was a strict worker. Day in and day out she stay for hours, ensuring that her every paper was signed and stamped before leaving. She was one of the higher ups in the company, and much like others who reigned at the top, her workers sometimes found her a bit abrasive. No one was quite sure if she even had a life outside of work. She was the first thing they saw when they entered the bureau and the last thing they saw when they left. Some even joked that she lived there.

Little did they know, that her life was far from what they expected, for when she went home... she became a very different person.

It was a day like any other, Ms. Walters said her goodbyes to the last of her co-workers as they left, leaving her to shut off the lights in the building. She tamped her paper, and looked at her watch. It was time to go. She put her things away, and head out, locking up before heading out to her car. She smiled slyly to herself as she sat behind the wheel, her mind racing to the night she had planned. Her face became hot at the thought, turning a bright red for a moment before she shook herself back to reality. It would do her no good if she crashed on the way home from daydreaming. She hit the ignition, and in a flash, she was off.

Minutes passed, and soon she found herself home. She lived on the edge of the city in a small condominium high over the hustle and bustle of the streets below. She made her way up and into her domicile, sighing in relief as she placed her bag on the floor near the front door. She made her way to her bedroom, turning on a few lights, and slowly starting to unbutton her blouse in anticipation of the night ahead.

No, she wasn't going on a date. In fact, despite her beautiful appearance, Ms. Walter's love life had been going through a small dry spell in the recent years. Instead, as she entered her room, she went to her closet, and opened up a locked case just beneath her clothing.

Here was what she was looking for... Inside the case lay a latex fur suit of a red fox. The outfit looked almost too small had she not know of it's almost otherworldly elasticity. 

How did she come across such a suit? It all started weeks before, on her investigation of Gorgon’s Manor. It was a strange building far from the city down a seemingly endless dirt road which ended in a magnificent, yet slightly decrepit looking Mansion.

It was here that she would find, and be found by the mansion's inhabitants, creatures of which the world rarely ever saw. She was captured, and placed into a machine that built the suit around her body, ensuring that it fit her every curve. The experience was one she still dread to this day, but... after being trapped for such a time within the suit... she grew fond of it. An almost animalistic lust took over her while she was trapped within, and a hidden fetish which she had once seen as disgusting and obscene arose within her. 

Now, in the privacy of her home, she kept the suit for her own lustful pleasure. Slowly she pulled it from its box, and laid it out on the bed. She looked it over, still not quite sure of the exact material it was made of. It shimmered like latex, and felt as such, but it hugged her body too well, almost as if it knew her form.

She began to undress, her face flushing red as she glanced back at the suit that lay out for her. Though the mask was empty, she almost felt as though it were watching her, taking some sick pleasure in some voyeuristic role play. She stood before it, naked now to the world. Her skin seemed to glisten in the light of the late afternoon. It was time to get started...

She slipped her feet down into the long legs, the material stretching over her curves. The same with her hands as she pulled it up, and over her body, covering her curvaceous form. The suit sealed itself behind her, pulling closed along her back, and tightening just enough that her every feature could easily be seen from the outside. The latex was like a second skin over her body, hugging her form like no other outfit could. She looked to her fox head, grabbing it from its resting spot before slipping it over her own head. The suit began to sprout a faux fur from its outside, its shimmering latex exterior quickly turning into the distinct red fox fur it had previously in her last encounter.

It was at this point that the Ms. Walters that the world knew ceased to be. Though still conscious of herself, her lust was beginning to take over, and the suit took on a new sentience. The tail the stuck off her rear began to wag and flick back and forth, and the jaw opened and closed as if yawning after a night of stiff sleep. She had now become the fox girl she was portraying.

Ms. Walters slowly laid upon her bed, her hands sliding up and down her fur suit, taking in her every curve. It made her feel sexy... in a strange primal way. She groaned through her muzzle, the soft moan coming out as a small yip from the fox girl's mouth. 
 
Her hand reached up to grab at her breast. She cupped over it, her fingers twirling over the small bumps of her nipples, causing them to rise beneath the suit. She pant, and wiggled her legs, softly moaning to herself. She shut her eyes, and let her free hand drift southward to her womenly chasm. There... the suit parted just enough for her to slide her fingers over the soft flesh of her womanhood. Her fingers swirled around her clit, massaging it softly and tenderly, and slowly building up her arousal. Her pussy glistened as a stream of juices ran down, dripping to the sheets below.
 
Her face was contorted into an almost cartoonish smile of embarrassment mixed with pleasure. How dirty she felt... but how right it was...
 
Her fingers slowly moved faster, sliding along her soft, pink lips. Her clit being rocked back and forth as she rubbed at her peachy mound. The maw of the fox girl bit at its lower lip as well, mimicking her motions beneath.

The minutes continued on, and slowly she worked her way closer and closer to her climax. Her fingers slipped into the warm, moist insides of her body, thrusting and pushing in and out, pleasuring herself over the feeling of the suit around her. Finally, her body could take no more.Her back arched from the bed, and her toes curls as from her love button sprang forth the most powerful of orgasms, causing her wet juices to shoot forth. She let out a loud, long moan before her body collapsed from pure pleasure.


She lay there, taking in the feeling. It had exhausted her, causing her heart to race, and her breathing to become labored. It was even better than she had remembered.

Slowly she made her way over to the window, propping it open to let in the cool night air from outside. She made her way back to the bed, laying down for a well needed rest. Slowly, as her head hit the pillow, her eyes drifted shut, and her consciousness waned into a deep sleep.
As it happened, a creature of the manor was making its way around the city. It walked with a purpose, seeking out any lovely humans it might find and wish to add to its collection. As it moved along, it caught a whiff in the air. Far too weak for anyone to pick up on, but for the creature, it could easily smell the aftermath of a round of pleasure, Ms. Walter's body in a way emitting her own sexual musk. It climbed the building, making its way higher and higher on eight spindly legs until it reached the open window.

Slowly it crept in, hearing the soft, rhythmic snoring of a sleeping woman. What luck!
It made its way over to the lovely vixen's bedside and slowly began to crawl up the sheets. It hesitated a moment as it heard a soft mumble from its prey. After a moment of realization that the vixen was merely talking in her sleep, the creature made its way higher, lifting itself onto her bed with its eight long legs.


A large, bulbous abdomen followed behind it, and two large, saucer eyes peered down at her, reflecting the moonlight as it came in through the room.
Slowly it began to crawl over Ms. Walter's form, its abdomen pulsing as a thick, gooey stream of silk sprayed forth, zigzagging across its prey.


Ms. Walters, still in deep sleep wiggled about, not feeling the cool, damp silk through the tight fursuit. The silk in her mind were merely her sheets which she must have somehow unconsciously grabbed to wrap herself in. Little did she know that the reality was far more perilous. The spider had nearly coated her in a blanket of webs, pinning her body helplessly to the bed. It moved up to her muzzle, looking over the vixen's peaceful sleeping face.
It reached for a strand of silk, but was caught off guard when Ms. Walter's arms moved to hug it, pulling the spider close like a large teddy bear.

The spider wiggled about, trying to get loose, though the warm, soft feeling of the vixen hugging it, and her bust pressed into the spider's body did feel quite enjoyable. It pulled at the silk line still in its legs, and without hesitation Lassoed the vixen's muzzle.
The sudden tightness, and yanking of the silk shook Ms. Walters awake, causing her eyes to open wide, and come face to face with the monstrosity.
“MMMMMMM!!!!” She let out a scream at the sight, and started to thrash around, finding her body pinned to her bed by a sticky, slimy mess. 
 
 Ms. Walters looked down at her form, tied with the slightly off-white silk. She was trapped, helpless to whatever the spider had planned. She shook her head about, tears welling in her eyes. How could this have happened? Where did this thing come from?
The spider had backed off momentarily, making absolute sure that she could not free herself from its bindings before it moved back in. It rolled up a ball of silk in its hands, moving back toward the vixen's face. It loosened the gag over her muzzle, causing Ms. Walters to scream.
“Get off me! Why are you doing thi... MMMMPH!!!” Her voice was silenced again as the ball of silk was lodged into her own mouth before the vixen's muzzle was again sealed, making any attempt to cry for help impossible.

The spider pinned her back to the bed, the webs holding her arms to the headboard as it loomed over her form. Slowly it straddled her body, its abdomen moving between her legs, and rubbing against her hump hole.

Ms. Walters let out a shriek through her gag, both shocked and embarrassed at what the spider was doing. She began to frantically thrash about, but the more she did, the more enjoyable the writhing, pumping motion of the spider's abdomen felt. Her face became hot and red as she felt herself starting to enjoy the feeling. Her rosebud between her legs becoming hot and moist.
The spider continued, its spinnerets slowly spraying forth a gooey silk over her groin, pumping deep into her cherry hole and causing a quick, intense orgasm.

There she lay, only able to look down at the giant glob of silk that the spider had pumped her full of to the point that it littered the sheets. 

The spider, content for now with it's intense teasing, started to roll her over and over, coating her with a tight, restrictive layer of cocooning silk. Slowly Ms. Walter's form vanished beneath the webbing, replaced by her sexy silhouette in white. 

The spider wrapped higher, and tighter, completely sealing her legs, and binding her arms to her sides. Now... she would not be able to escape.

She writhed about, still quite aroused from the spider's advances on her body. Perhaps being this creature's plaything wouldn't be... too bad... She thought to herself as the silk rose over her lithe form, covering over her breasts, and up to her shoulders.

The spider took one last, knowing look into its captive eyes. Seeing her flustered state before sealing her head, and completely encompassing her. The spider hoisted her from the sheets, and strung her from the ceiling, saving its catch for later.

Ms. Walters hung there, the cocoon hugging her body, She wiggled around, getting at least a little comfortable as she prepared for the long haul ahead.

One thing was for certain... she would be missing the next few days of work...


//Full Uncensored Furry Spider Bondage Bundle here:

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/26100


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Shalltear Bondage


Congrats on the winning suggestion on the community event voted on by fans like you. ShallTear from Overlord. 

Disclaimer. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted characters, referenced materials. Transformative art and fun parody themes. (c)  +18 ShallTear/ Overlord/ AUS Madman EntertainmentN
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Enri Emmot

Congrats on ILMOL on the winning the event with their suggestion. Voted on by the community, Enri Emmot from Overlord. 

Disclaimer. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted characters, referenced materials. Transformative art and fun parody themes. (c) Dragon +18 Enri Emmot/ Overlord/ AUS Madman EntertainmentN,
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Avatar, Korra and Asami art process Animation

Here is the winning request idea voted on for this month. This was intense to make with all the fun details. D)Avatar, Korra /Asami (Theme Bondage/Romance) 

Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character. Transformative art and fun parody themes.(c) Nickelodeon/Avatar
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Uncensored Avatar, Korra and Asami and Bonus Versions

Here is the winning request idea voted on for this month. This was intense to make with all the fun details. D)Avatar, Korra /Asami (Theme Bondage/Romance) 

Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character. Transformative art and fun parody themes.(c) Nickelodeon/Avatar


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Avatar, Korra and Asami


Here is the winning request idea voted on for this month. This was intense to make with all the fun details. D)Avatar, Korra /Asami (Theme Bondage/Romance) 

Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character. Transformative art and fun parody themes.(c) Nickelodeon/Avatar
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The Greed of Hilla

By StickyScribbles / Editor  mmlhoe

"Dammit!" the words echoed in the Gorgon's Labyrinth. A naked Hilla Payme was cold, lost, and anger. Of course with her pride she would never admit she was truly lost, she was just taking a "detour." If only she still had her map, and clothing, navigating would be easier. But some gross giant spiders forced her to strip as she got caught in their web. The more she struggled the more matted her clothing and gear got caught in a gooey mess. She was lucky to push them back with a stick. The eight-legged creepers celebrated as they ran off into the darkness with her stuff.

Hilla started to regret ditching her party so fast at the first sign of danger. She only decided to become party leader to make dungeon looting easier for herself, so she guess it didn't matter for her now. The thought of more riches for herself egged her on. She wasn't a quitter and walked deeper into the labyrinth.

Inside, the damp corridors were filled with statues in an assortment of poses. Some looked like they were frozen in battle, frightened or ready to run. "Amateurs, ha!" Smirked Hilla, she knew the gorgons were near by, but that also meant free easy pickings. Some of the statues still glittered with jewelry. Hilla grunted as she tried to pry off their belongings.

She was interrupted when she heard dirt being dragged along the ground.  Just before a lesser gorgon slithered into the room. Hilla narrowly darted towards the dark side of the room and emulated the poses of the statues to blend in. The upper top portion of the monster was that of a lady with a flow of serpent hair and waist below was that of a giant snake. It was grotesque and beautiful at the same time. Hilla became nervous with sweat as the monster circled around the room closer to her. The gorgon gazed right past her a few times like nothing. Hilla started to wonder if the gorgon was blind.

As the gorgon left the room. Hilla's confidence grew as she resumed looting. She giggled for each piece of jewelry she plucked, and piled them into a corner. She saw the words "Save us...please" scrawled on the side of the wall by one of the stone figures. She scoffed at the faintest idea of helping these poor souls. Where is the profit in that? Healing elixirs are expensive and so is hiring a shaman.

After she cleared the room of all goods, Hilla worked her way towards a hallway. It had a patterned stone masonry, shag carpets, soft scent candles, and nude statues on each side. Most were posed in lewd positions, that made even Hilla blush. It was a stark contrast to the statues outside and the amount of money poured in must have meant a jackpot was near by. A golden chest was at the end of the tunnel that made Hilla drool. Maybe dumping her party wasn't such a bad idea now. They were holding her back.

Just as she made strides towards the chest, she heard the gorgon making another round. She jumped to side of the hallway emulating the poses to blend in. Once more the gorgon just went past her. Hilla started to get cocky and mused to herself. These lesser gorgon are dumb as a brick, and no match for my stealth skills. She moved closer replaying the same perfect strategy in her mind, duping the Gorgon with an assortment of naughty stances. This started to turn really fun. Only a few more steps to extract the goods and the gorgon should make its routine exit soon.

Suddenly the gorgon spun around and gave Hilla the hardest stare she'd seen in her life. "Gah! NOOO!" cried Hilla. She tried to cover her eyes, but it was too late. Her body felt very heavy and her muscles started to lock into place. She was on her knees and stone was already slowly creeping up on her toes and legs.

"Finally!" growled the gorgon. "You prance like a drunken whore at a tavern. It took forever to get a half decent pose from you!" The unflattering comment slapped Hilla like a wet lump of modeling clay. She was always use to playing people, but now she was on the receiving end. Hilla begged the gorgon to release her. The gorgon smiled and told her she had many chances to leave, but she was too greedy for her own good. Gorgon lapped up all her salty tears with her forked tongue and lustfully watched Hilla squirm helpless in her predicament. Hilla gasped in despair as the stone curse uncomfortably road up the bottom of her womanly cracks, and valley. The stone curse viced her like a tight corset, emphasizing her curves.

Hilla desperately looked at the ceiling begging for any miracle. She promised the heavens to be a good person, never to steal again or speak ill of others. She'll do anything to change her ways, if only she could get out of this!

Just then out of the corner of the hallway an empty wine bottle crashed to the floor. Could it be her companion that she ditched came to her rescue? Of course, it had to be she thought. What would they do without their glorious leader! The gorgon sharply turned her attention to the direction of the noise and extended her claws for battle. Tension built in the air. Hilla could feel her warmth return to her limbs and stone skin curse slowly peel away. There was hope. She yelled out the names from her former party and demanded that Harrison the sharp shooter finish the monster where it stand. Arrows would make quick work of this gorgon.

But there would be no calvary to answer Hilla's distress. Only a rat scurried away from the wine bottle. "Your furry friend is quite the sharp shooter!" laughed the Gorgon. "But if you are talking about your human friends that wander in here recently, I dealt with them." The lesser gorgon beamed with a smile baring fresh blood on her stained teeth. Hilla felt a shiver down her spine. The thought of being torn apart or possibly eaten like her companions was worse a fate than being turned to stone.

"I let them go and they won't be coming back for you," said the Gorgon. "YOU What?!" Hilla shirked in disbelief. The Gorgon shrugged. "When you were with your party, I saw you plundering the loot behind your friends' back, keeping almost everything. You abandoned them at the first sign of trouble to save your own skin. I felt bad and let them go with a warning. Everything you hoarded has been returned to them by the spiders."

As her words sunk in, Hilla's blood boiled. She started to twitched in shear rage. "THOSE HORSE ASS USELESS FRIENDS!!! NOBODY PULLS A FAST ONE ON ME!!" Howled Hilla. She sobbed wildly and insisted she was a victim of circumstance. She blamed everybody she could think of. She continue to curse the gorgon, the heavens, spiders, and her friends until her voice was rasp.

The gorgon shook her head in disappointment and calmly cupped Hilla's chin in her hand. The Gorgon gazed into her eyes with pity. "They say I'm a monster? At least I have a heart. You have nobody to blame but yourself. I'll make sure nobody else is harmed by you and that even the highest power in the land will not change you back!"

Hilla tried to look away but once more found her body unable to move. The gorgon's power was too mesmerizing, and turning to stone this time felt more painful. Hilla felt jagged stones consume her skin and racked her body with discomfort. Hilla would claw out the eyes of the gorgon if she had the chance. Hatred, greed, and self-pity were the last thoughts she had before her mind was lost in stone.

The next day a mysterious nude statue was found in middle of a local town. The story of Hilla Payme's scandal and corruption quickly spread. Her former party and more victims came forward about being extorted by Hilla. A robbery at a children's book store and stolen art through a publishers were finally linked to Hilla's crime spree. Her appearance would distract the eyes, her tongue would manipulate minds, while her hands freely took whatever she wanted. One would have never guessed a beauty like Hilla would be so rotten to the core until it was too late. But now she is a hardened criminal.

The Mayor of the town being a superstitious person ordered for the evil statue's tongue to be bored out. Her mouth that use to spit venomous words, would now pour harmless water. The statue became one of town's favorite watering hole for pigeons, dogs, and locals to do their dirty laundry.

A metal plaque on the statue inscribed as a cautionary tale:

Let no adventurer be left behind
Let no greed be greater than friendship
Lest be stone of heart
Be Hilla Payme who stole and fell a part
Empty words of deceit and charm
She earned a gorgon's embrace and can do no more harm

//More fun content and bundle here for supporters, 

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/25797




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Commission TG princess 

A guy sits on a forbidden throne. They get caught in ribbon bondage and transformed into a princess. Anonymous TG princess sketch commission. I had a fan request to polish it some more, so I had fun practicing an older painterly style. Hope you enjoy.
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Wild Bunny Girl in Web 1


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Wild Bunny Girl Chocolate Transformation Animation


Sweet treat for you.  Fun isometric background practice. 


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Kingdom Hearts, Kairi Bondage Gagball Part 1 -2



This was a fan request by Dr.Faker.  Shadow monster catches Kairi and ties her up.  Kairi yells for her friends but then a Shadow monster quickly gags her.

Characters are +18. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character. Transformative art and fun parody themes.(c) Square Enix and Disney Interactive Studios 


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Kanzashi Lost Forest Comic 1 - 3


Colette-Pikeru's Manga Commission Complete. Kanzashi's sticky plant adventure.

(c) Media Factory/MF Bunko J/Infinite Stratos, Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character. Parody transformative art.


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Lukena's community event idea


Lukena's character Caz Rivera. Voted as the winner to be created in the free OC community event.

Caz Rivera is in a make shift lab. A simply office desk and some chemistry glass tubes in the background. She's running all kinds of experiments in her personal time.She's focusing on pouring a mixture, in the background you can see a rat knocking over chemicals which causes an explosion. A science experiment gone wrong. The dust clears and the lab and research is destroyed. Caz Rivera has been transformed into a golden statue. She has an expression of shock or annoyance perfectly capture in gold.

It's Caz Rivera most lucky/unlucky day. Good news is she accidentally discovered a valuable chemical to change organic matter to gold and is unharmed by the blast. All her research and hard work paid off. Bad news is she's stuck as pretty statue and some of her research is destroyed. 


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Molly, Sophie, and the PlasterMatic

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Maid For Each Other (Story)

By StickyScribbles/Scape Goat

Editor: Mana Ray

Steven stared up at the clouds, counting them like he counted all the misfortunes in his life. In his mind, they became frowning faces, glaring at down him. They were judging him – their faces as menacing as the man who had just beat him with a length of chain. Steven wished he was somewhere else, or someone else…

His nose was bleeding profusely, and there was violent brute blocking the only way out of the alleyway. Steven's misfortunes went deeper than that. Blood poured down his face, ruining his only clean set of work clothes with its arterial red splatter. Was he seriously about to die just hours after being fired?

The psychopath approached. Steven's crappy life flashed before his eyes.

The bar had burned down during his shift, and it was the fault of the very guy who was about to bash Steven's head in with a rusty chain. Steven had identified the guy in a police lineup for a “drunk and disorderly” charge, and the psychopath responded by hurling a molotov cocktail into Steven's bar. The wicked smile on the guy's face made Steven think he was an arsonist in addition to being a murderous asshole. His hands trembled and his blood ran cold. Who would mourn Steven's death? His abusive family?

I'm going to die here and he'll probably get away with it… He thought dryly.

The chain in the man’s hands rattled ominously as he neared. He was taking his time. There were no words; no threats, no gloating, just as there had been no warning before a chain wrapped fist had sent Steven careening into a stack of boxes. The same stack that he now stared up at the pouring sky from. The man came to a stop before him. That smile; that grim rictus of excitement etched across the man’s face was all Steven needed to see to know that his life was about to end.

He was going to die, and even his death was going to be senseless and stupid…Maybe he’d become too jaded, been mugged too many times. No; most of his life things had seemed boring and lackluster. Now, even as the swinging chain crashed into his ribs, even the cries of pain he made felt forced and fake. He could taste blood on his lips as his vision began to darken around the edges. The last thing he saw before everything went dark…was a pink haired girl in a maid’s uniform standing at the entrance to the alley.

“Excuse me.” A girl’s voice called out and the huge man turned. “I’m looking for the bus stop. Is it nearby?” She asked, turning to scan the street in either direction.

The man beckoned her over with a wave of his hand and she lifted the edges of her skirt, stepping carefully through the trash strewn alley. She crouched down suddenly, poking at a glass bottle on the ground, narrowly missing having her head taken off as the chain whipped over head by less than an inch. “Everywhere I go there’s a mess to clean up. I really should ask Mistress to hire more help.” As she spoke her eyes drifted to the boy unconscious on the stack of boxes.

“What are you?” The man rumbled.

“I’m the maid. I clean up messes.” She said with a cold smile that made him take a step back.

“Wrong answer. Your dead is what you are.” He said, dropping the chain and pulling a shiv from his back pocket. With a cry he lunged at her, swinging wildly.

She deftly sidestepped the attack, and the follow up, as well as the third. “My, you’re a big one.” She said, joyous anticipation in her voice as she dodged the knife by bare millimeters. “Careful, a big guy like you could hurt a little girl like me.” She teased as he gasped for breath.

“I’ll rip you in half!” He yelled, coming at her again. She sidestepped and he slipped, falling face first onto the concrete.

“That’s it. Show me how big and strong you are.” She cooed, a blush appearing on her face as the veins in his arms began to bulge. He lunged again and she sidestepped, moaning in anticipation as the knife pierced through a steel dumpster, leaving behind a small hole and a fist shaped dent from his overly zealous attack.

Over and over he swung at her, missing each time, until he was bent over, hands resting on his knees as he struggled to catch his breath. “Aww, tuckered out already?” She panted. Her body was quivering with excitement as she reached behind her, sliding a hand under the huge bow of her apron.

The man blinked, a sense of impending doom building in his gut. He’d used cleavers before, even used them to kill before. But none of the blades he’d ever handled compared to the one he was staring at now. It was as long as the girls forearm, longer than the small bow it had been hidden behind should have been able to conceal. The blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight, not the gleam of steel, but the bright mirror like glow of silver. Ornate carvings decorated the spine of the blade. The handle was strangely long and ended in an actual pommel.

The girl took a stance, both her hands fitting on the elongated handle. She was in front of him in an instant, a wide smile on her face as she swung the cleaver in a two-handed sword swing. The man barely jumped back in time to avoid the tip of the blade. Something warm seeped down his chest and he looked down. An angry, jagged ran across his chest, bleeding slowly. “The wind off the blade struck you.” She smiled, savoring the dawning looks of understanding and panic on his face. “This cleaver is a family heirloom.” His eyes flashed to the edge of the blade, suddenly noticing the faint nicks and scratches along the edge attesting to its use. “It weighs more than you do and can slice through stone like butter.” She announced proudly as she took her stance again.

The man turned and ran. Taking a moment to savor the sounds of his panicked pants echoing off the alley walls, the maid looked down and lifted the toe of one shoes bringing it down on the lip of a discarded beer bottle. The bottle flipped up into the air and she spun around. The blade of the cleaver didn’t shatter the bottle, it sliced cleanly through it at an angle, sending two perfectly cut halves flying towards the fleeing man, each with a razor-sharp edge. One half embedded into the back of his right calf, while the other half pierced into the back of his right thigh.

He tumbled face down onto the ground, the shiv sliding from his hand. Crying out in pain, he dragged himself forward, ever mindful of the footsteps approaching softly from behind. Risking a glance back he was confused to see the alley empty. He turned back, reaching for the knife.

A pair of black maid shoes were standing before him, the surface polished to such a mirror shine that he could see his reflection moving as he glanced up towards the wearer. The girl stood over him, the spine of the cleaver resting on her shoulder in one hand.

“So big, so strong, so helpless.” She smiled as she shrugged the cleaver into the air.

“W-wait! Please, I won’t do it again!” Tears ran down his eyes as he begged.

“That’s a given.” She replied with a wicked smile. “Don’t worry. I know some people who are going to love you.” She added, bringing the cleaver down.

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Steven blinked awake to find himself staring up at a wood ceiling. Everything hurt as he pushed himself up, staring around at the stone walls and flickering torches. He was resting on a bed in a small stone room. A long wooden table covered one side of the room, a pitcher and basin resting on it, next to his clothes.

The door opened and the pink haired maid stepped in. He was aware of his nakedness before he was aware of the bloodied leather apron she was wearing. She was carrying a steaming bowl of soup in one hand and a large box balanced in the other.

“Awake, I see.” She said setting the boxes on the table and walking over to hold out the bowl of soup for him. He glanced down at the soup for a moment, then leaned forward, staring at her. He made wincing noises of pain as he moved, but kept his eyes on her, staring over every detail of her. From her hair, to her eyes, to the blood covering her. “Uh, hi, I’m Steven.” He said, staring into her eyes. She blinked, staring back. “Hello, Steven. I’m Molly. Why are you staring at me?” She asked, still holding out the bowl for him.

He blushed hotly and turned away. He couldn’t just tell her she was beautiful, or that she was the most interesting thing he’d ever seen. A small smile crept along Molly’s face as she watched him redden more and more by the moment.

“Eat. You will need your strength.” She said, standing and turning towards the door. “And do not open that box.” She added, pointing to the table before slipping out of the room, closing the door behind her. A moment later the sound of a heavy bolt being drawn echoed through the room.

A wall of surveillance monitors glowed brightly in the dark security room. A pair of eyes were set on one monitor, watching the actions of the young man in one of the holding cells. The door behind her creaked open and Molly stepped into the room.

“Quite the interesting specimen you’ve found.” The woman at the monitors smiled, revealing long fangs that gleamed in the light.

“Thank you, ma’am. I’m not sure if he’ll pass though.” She said, staring past her mistress to the monitor. “Let’s just see…”

=---=

Steven set the bowl on the small table and gathered his clothes. They had been expertly cleaned and folded, even the blood stains were gone.

Everything ached and hurt as he put them on, his movements stiff. Once he was dressed he glanced over at the box. It was a plain wooden box with a small latch. He neared, desperately curious about what was inside. He started to reach for the latch, but stopped. Taking a deep breath, he stepped away from the box.

Molly opened the door to find Steven smoothing down the blankets on the bed. “Oh, hello again.” He blushed. She said nothing as she stepped across to the bed, leaning down to examine the tight, hospital corners.

“Habit.” He said nervously. “I worked at a retirement home for a couple weeks.” He added.

“I thought you were a bartender?” She said, eyeing his uniform up and down.

“I was…until yesterday. Just another one in a long series of failed jobs.” He sighed dejectedly.

“What else have you done?” She asked, arching an eyebrow. Steven sighed again and held out a hand.

“Retirement home, bartender, funeral home, butcher, zookeeper, housekeeper, short order cook…” On and on the list went. As he counted off dozens of eclectic career paths, he failed to notice the glint in Molly’s eye, like moonlight off a sharp knife.

When he’d finished, he hung his head. “I’m starting to think I don’t fit in anywhere.” He said with a mirthless laugh.

“On the contrary,” Molly said, turning to walk towards the box. “I think you would be a fine addition here. Only…” She paused, lifting the lid of the box. “You would have to wear these.” She said.

Steven peered inside to find a pair of black maid’s shoes sitting innocuously.

“The mansion’s dress code was created with only women in mind. As such if you wanted to stay, you’d have to wear these.” Molly explained, reaching in to pull out the shoes.

Steven looked from the shoes to her, back to the shoes. “So, if I put these on? I can work here? With you?”

She nodded.

Taking a deep breath, he reached into the box.

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TG Steven Sophie Maid Transformation

Molly tricks Steven to try on some cursed maid shoes. It comes a live and starts transforming him into a maid.

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Cat Dva Lucky Lingerie

DVA Black Cat Costume Overwatch voted as the winner of the free art community event, support us for more fun content and bonus artwork.

Disclaimer. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted characters, referenced materials. Transformative art and fun parody themes. (c) DVA Black Cat Costume Overwatch

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Tracer Overwatch Butt Dance

Art inspired by Blizzard Games and Medli20/Chuunibyou (c) Blizzard Games, Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented,any copyrighted characters. Parody transformative art. Fan Art

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Ragnarok Online Zherlthsh

Ragnarok Online Zherlthsh, also know as Zealotus. She's like a dominatrix type of character for you bondage fans.

(c) Ragnorak Online, Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted characters. Parody transformative art. Fan Art

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Tiny Toon Fanart Parody

//Free download bundle. Support us for more on going art content.

https://gumroad.com/l/EonuR

Babs Bunny, (c) Warner Bros. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character.

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Cocktrice meets Tiny Toons Babs Animation

//Babs Bunny, (c) Warner Bros. Fan does not claim to own, or to have invented, any copyrighted character.

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Agent Joscelin Meeks , Spider Bondage 1-3

This was a commission created for :icongotspider: gotspider

Agent Joscelin Meeks wandered into Spider Forest near the Gorgon's Manor. She becomes entangled in webbing on the ground, both her feet are stuck and she is trying to free them. She reaches down with one hand that also gets gummed up once she touches the silk. Unknowingly to Agent Meeks, two spiders begin to descend upon her. She's surprised and grossed by the sticky mess.

//Bonus Artwork and Uncensored version for supporting fans, direct instant access on page.

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Sally Slime

Sally blushed at her sticky predicament she was in. She felt one of the slime monster caress the inner side of her thighs. "Hey little guys...good massage, but I don't think this is what I ordered..." protested Sally.

Just then a slime monster eagerly mounted Sally toppling her to her knees with a joyous splat. It felt like a heavy sack of sticky rice fell on her. She tired to brush it off but found the slime monster simple just quickly slithered out of the way, further encasing her in slime. The slime monster probed Sally for her inner most desires.

When Sally was young she had a fascination with monsters. She saved up for months doing odd jobs to finally save up for this special trip. Sally always wanted a chance to meet monster girl in person, but to have chance to become a monster girl was a deeply hidden fantasy and revelation even to herself. The slime monster told it would be possible.

A generous stray of goo glossed her lips and the tantalizing musky flavor snapped her back into reality. "What about my late car payment and my job at the fish market!?" asked Sally.

The monsters gurgled with laughter at such silly foreign idea"Monsters don't really need cars or have bills to keep up with. Do you missed being bullied for smelling like fish or underappreciated?

Sally didn't have much to lose gave it one more last though as her body itched in anticipation."...What if I wanted a boyfriend or lover...how do I?..what about having..." Smiling monster didn't skip a beat. "You can all the sex you want as a monster girl and won't be shunned as human would" She felt a slimy tube slowly undulating into her depths. She moaned loudly with each throbbing mass of slime that entered her body.

Sally blushed at her sticky predicament she was in. She felt one of the slime monster caress the inner side of her thighs. "Hey little guys...good massage, but I don't think this is what I ordered..." protested Sally.

Just then a slime monster eagerly mounted Sally toppling her to her knees with a joyous splat. It felt like a heavy sack of sticky rice fell on her. She tired to brush it off but found the slime monster simple just quickly slithered out of the way, further encasing her in slime. The slime monster probed Sally for her inner most desires.

When Sally was young she had a fascination with monsters. She saved up for months doing odd jobs to finally save up for this special trip. Sally always wanted a chance to meet monster girl in person, but to have chance to become a monster girl was a deeply hidden fantasy and revelation even to herself. The slime monster told it would be possible.

A generous stray of goo glossed her lips and the tantalizing musky flavor snapped her back into reality. "What about my late car payment and my job at the fish market!?" asked Sally.

The monsters gurgled with laughter at such silly foreign idea"Monsters don't really need cars or have bills to keep up with. Do you missed being bullied for smelling like fish or underappreciated?

Sally didn't have much to lose gave it one more last though as her body itched in anticipation."...What if I wanted a boyfriend or lover...how do I?..what about having..." Smiling monster didn't skip a beat. "You can all the sex you want as a monster girl and won't be shunned as human would" She felt a slimy tube slowly undulating into her depths. She moaned loudly with each throbbing mass of slime that entered her body.

Sally accepted her new faith and knew where she belonged. Her body thirstly drank every drop of slime the monsters had to offer and her flesh gave way to glittering slime. Her knees quivered and buckled from the sensation. Every thought or emotion that belong to the slime monsters congealed into one collective. She felt warm and fuzzy and could hear tiny voices in her mind welcoming her as a new friend. Sally don a goofy grin, it would take time to level and learn the shape shift ways of the slime.

The mistress of the Gorgon Manor was taken back at first upon hearing guest for breaking the rules and transforming to a monster girl. Normally they charge an arm and a leg for the similar services but the bemused mistress accepted Sally Slime with open arms. Sally could come and go as she pleased but she felt at most home at the pool area of the Manor. She could eat all the yummy algae she wanted, felt appreciated and best of all entertain the next set of guest. Sally wanted to meet more monster girls and became the neighborhood friendly peeping tom. The mistress was most pleased with that arrangement and also having to cut her cleaning bill in half to maintain the pool. Water based slime monsters are treasure for their uncanny ability to filter clean water.

//Uncensored versions, High Res art, and additional fun preview available as a reward on the page.

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Sonic Rouge Parody Comic

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