KinqyMomo

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He doesn't like being interrupted

one of several comm wips currently cookin' though this is one of the wetter ones :>

Looks like Cassidy got into shibari
Won't someone give him a hand?

Halloween’s neon glow pulsed as a wolf in a squeaky orange rubber suit prowled the streets. His glowing yellow eyes and cartoonish swagger drew stares—some amused, others mesmerized. With a flick of his wrist, coins vanished; sparks danced in his green-gloved hands. Kids gasped. Adults smirked. Then came the jeers. "Nice outfit, wolf-man. Escape from a party store?" His grin sharpened. "Try my treat," he purred, offering a swirling orange lollipop. The ringleader scoffed—bit down. The candy melted too fast. Warm goo dripped down his chin, then crawled—sealing his lips, his neck, his screaming face. His skin gleamed like polished rubber. Fingers fused into mittens. Ears twisted into tiny tiger points. He shrank, body compressing, until he was nothing but a glossy rubber cub, frozen mid-gasp, lollipop still clutched in his tiny jaws. "You’re supposed to suck it," the wolf chided. With a pop, he yanked the lollipop free—a burst of blue light—then bit down, shattering it to dust. The cub, now silent and squeezable, vanished into his pocket. The wolf sauntered off, his suit squeaking into the shadows. The crowd stood paralyzed, the night’s laughter replaced by the weight of what they’d seen.

A wolf in a squeaky orange rubber suit, glowing eyes, dazzled crowds with magic tricks. When taunted, he offered a lollipop. One bite, and the troublemaker melted into a rubber tiger cub—tiny, motionless, trapped.

Catboy costume:3 with thigh highs, a jock strap, paws, a bell collar, and ears as well as a tail plug hehe

We'll periodically be checking on Wes in his new life, here's what he's been up to (alongside former spoiled rich boy Flynn)

Finished Comic Commission for @fko000.bsky.social
Looks like Silver Flash has been apprehend by the Sexcurity drone👀

warmup sketches time!
@bluelifedebt.bsky.social looked too good in the latest shoot~

commission for @idranoid.bsky.social ✨

uh oh... i think Garrick has fallen victim to a clothes dissolving slime :0

would you be so kind to help him out or would you just seize the opportunity to have fun with a handsome mage? ;)

"i... i can explain!😅"

commission for @harrybcd.bsky.social of his OC Mike~

who doesn't love a hot ginger lad handed them on a platter like that🤤✨

just a pup and his emotional support Blahaj✌️😔

commission for @karpdeluxe.bsky.social >:3

his OC Altair can't come to the phone right now i'm afraid, he's a wee bit tied up🥴✨

isn't he cuuuuuuute :D

commission for @willnotbill2.bsky.social ⛓️✨

Deadpool decided that Spidey can use a forced vacation at this very cozy prison cell, he's been working too damn hard✌️🥺

definitely one of the more challenging works i've done lately~

Round Gags

Will be auctioned at the BLFC art show

Feel like I’m extremely late on my part lol.
But my side of the art trade with the amazing @fluffygoatboi.bsky.social !!
Love doming your boys!
#Gay #Gayart #NSFW

Hell yeah!! Gotta make the sweet crow happy ;3

Make you extra shiny!! >:3

Hat down so it’s anon, at the mirror so you can get off watching how good you fuck

Would love to polish this cute orb! :3c

Hehe~ >:3

Bubble Gum, a nimble fox with golden-brown fur, was a master of misdirection, slipping through city alleys and the Grizzly District junkyard unnoticed. Known as an untouchable myth among gangs, he pickpocketed with precision and vanished before anyone realized. But at a bustling fair, seeking his next score, he felt a tug on his foot—sticky, alive rubber. A mocking voice sang, “Oh my little boy~ Let's give a hug~.”His ears flattened as he faced HR, the rubber-bodied hyena hero from the Grizzly District, rumored to trap criminals inescapably. Panic surged, and Bubble Gum sprinted, dodging stalls and carts. HR’s rubber arms shot out like vines, snaring his waist and blocking his path. In moments, he was encased in living rubber, muffled and immobilized.“Gotcha,” HR cooed, reeling him in. The rubber morphed into a vacbed, trapping Bubble Gum’s agile body in a vulnerable pose. The tightness teased, stirring shameful arousal. His heart pounded as HR’s slick hands toyed with the taut rubber, tickling sensitive spots. Bubble Gum’s muffled cries grew desperate, his body betraying him under the relentless pressure.Struggling only tightened the grip. HR attached a vibrating GPS tracker to Bubble Gum’s bulging cock, its pulses driving him mad without release. “Relax, my boy. They’re coming to collect you soon~,” HR purred, signaling the police. Trapped in the squeaky rubber, Bubble Gum’s every twitch intensified his torment, the device teasing endlessly. The police would come, but relief wouldn’t. Criminals like him didn’t deserve it.

Bubble Gum, a nimble fox known for evading capture, met his match at the fair. HR, a rubber-bodied hyena hero, trapped him in a living rubber grip. Despite his struggles, Bubble Gum was encased tightly, unable to escape. HR's teasing touch and a vibrating GPS tracker intensified his torment...

There’s no escape. The Nonut-bit has transformed him completely, and no one will ever find him in this silent, inflated cocoon. The suit will continue to toy with him, keeping him on the edge of release, only to make him swallow his own humiliation again and again.

Alex, weakened and panting on the ground, struggled to rise. But before he could even attempt to flee, Solgaleo revealed a larger-than-life Pokéball. There was something off about it, its surface slick and reflecting his horrified expression back at him. Without hesitation, Solgaleo hurled it at the Trainer, and immediately, streams of liquid rubber shot out, wrapping around him like serpents. Alex yelped in panic, feeling the rubber burn away his clothes in an instant, leaving him bare. His muscles tensed as he tried to pull the sticky material from his body, but it was relentless, slithering over him faster than he could react. His arms turned pitch black, streaks of white cutting through them, as his skin began to change beneath the liquid rubber. It wasn’t just an ordinary covering—it was transforming him. "No! Get off!" He tried to shout, but his voice wavered as the liquid constricted tighter around his torso, paralyzing his limbs. Solgaleo’s eyes glowed, a hypnotic aura emanating from them, locking the Alex’s will in place, leaving him powerless to resist. The rubber closed around his chest, tightening with every breath, as if preparing him for something far more insidious. He could feel it now, the invasion beneath his skin, spreading like a virus, transforming his very DNA. His legs stiffened, locked into the stance of Urshifu’s powerful limbs, and his back arched involuntarily, controlled by the suit's will.

Solgaleo’s smile widened as the rubber found its way to the Trainer’s most sensitive areas. It slithered between his legs, wrapping around his genitals like a vice. Alex gasped, but no relief came. Instead, the rubber formed a chastity, encasing his member in layers of latex that locked him down tight. The torment was clear; the bulge was there, but he was trapped, denied, and at the mercy of Solgaleo’s whims. A small, cruel lock symbol materialized on the groin, marking the Alex’s permanent state of helplessness. No matter how much he desired freedom, it would never come. As the Urshifu mask began to form around his head, Alex struggled to keep his mouth closed, teeth clenched tightly, but a sudden jolt of pleasure from the plug in his anus made him gasp. The rubber phallic gag plunged into his mouth, filling his throat, locking in place. He could no longer scream, no longer plead. His breathing was reduced to shallow, desperate gasps through the rubber tubes that now ran down his throat and nose, connecting him to the mask’s air vents. He was almost fully encased now. The transformation complete, his human features melted away beneath the smooth, glossy surface. His every movement squeaked with the friction of latex, a constant reminder of the prison he was trapped within. Solgaleo admired his work, reaching down to tap the Urshifu on the chest. "Perfect. You’re mine now, body and soul." With a flick of his hand, the larger Pokéball opened once more, drawing Alex—now fully Urshifu—into its cold, rubber-lined interior.

Inside the ball, Alex felt suspended in liquid rubber, tentacles wrapping around his limbs, binding him tighter, as if merging him deeper into the material. His muscles stiffened, his mind fogged. Every touch, every sensation inside this prison, was one of control. There was no pleasure, only the endless tease of it just out of reach. The tentacles pulsed, pumping more liquid rubber into his mouth, anus, every orifice, filling him to the point where he couldn’t tell where he ended and the rubber began. He could feel it penetrating deeper, changing him further. His memories were slipping away, the thoughts of who he was, what he had been, erased and replaced by a singular purpose: to obey his new master. The last of his humanity drained away with the final drop of rubber that consumed his brain, leaving nothing behind but a loyal drone, a puppet to Solgaleo’s every whim. With a satisfied grin, Solgaleo clipped the Pokéball to his belt, where it joined the others. Another victory, another conquest, another drone to add to his growing collection. Soon, all who ventured into his domain would meet the same fate, their bodies transformed, their wills erased, leaving nothing but obedient, rubberized Pokémon behind.

Alex lost to shiny rubber Solgaleo, who hurled a Ditto-rubber Pokéball at him. Liquid latex stripped & transformed him into a chastity-locked Urshifu drone—gagged, plugged, mind-erased. Now Solgaleo's obedient slave, trapped in endless tease. #PokemonTF #RubberDrone #Urshifu

"We manage all biological functions here," the handler droned on, "including your arousal. You'll find it difficult to focus on anything but your work now." Lucas's face heated as he struggled, but the rubber held firm, molded to his skin. He could feel his cock trying to harden, but the chastity sheath prevented it, sending waves of frustrated desire coursing through him. Panic clawed at him as a pink rubber ring began to rise from the floor, creeping up his legs, fusing seamlessly with the yellow layer. It climbed higher, squeezing his limbs, his torso, and finally, his head, leaving him blind, mute, and entombed. His senses were numb, his body tense and suffocating in the rubber that molded around him. He tried to scream, but only a muffled, desperate "Mmmmhp!" escaped. Then came the third layer, this one marked in a leopard pattern. It morphed his head into a feline shape, pressing around his mouth, forcing his jaw into a snout. His hands melded into paw-like mittens, his feet into rounded, padded paws. His vision returned through narrowed, feline lenses, and he stared back at his reflection—no longer a man, but a rubberized, anthropomorphic leopard, adorned with a collar that pulsed gently against his neck, a "SN-003" marked on his chest. [Drone SN-003 is ready...] beep [New object updated] [HUB enabling...] "What? Why my voice... Uggh!" The collar hummed to life, sending waves of commands into his mind, syncing his new body to the lab's rhythm. His thoughts fogged as protocols and tasks replaced his past, his fears, his dreams. He tried to fight it, but the suit pulsed and tightened, forcing compliance. His cock throbbed, trapped and denied, the frustration driving him to focus on anything but his own desperate arousal.

"We manage all biological functions here," the handler droned on, "including your arousal. You'll find it difficult to focus on anything but your work now." Lucas's face heated as he struggled, but the rubber held firm, molded to his skin. He could feel his cock trying to harden, but the chastity sheath prevented it, sending waves of frustrated desire coursing through him. Panic clawed at him as a pink rubber ring began to rise from the floor, creeping up his legs, fusing seamlessly with the yellow layer. It climbed higher, squeezing his limbs, his torso, and finally, his head, leaving him blind, mute, and entombed. His senses were numb, his body tense and suffocating in the rubber that molded around him. He tried to scream, but only a muffled, desperate "Mmmmhp!" escaped. Then came the third layer, this one marked in a leopard pattern. It morphed his head into a feline shape, pressing around his mouth, forcing his jaw into a snout. His hands melded into paw-like mittens, his feet into rounded, padded paws. His vision returned through narrowed, feline lenses, and he stared back at his reflection—no longer a man, but a rubberized, anthropomorphic leopard, adorned with a collar that pulsed gently against his neck, a "SN-003" marked on his chest. [Drone SN-003 is ready...] beep [New object updated] [HUB enabling...] "What? Why my voice... Uggh!" The collar hummed to life, sending waves of commands into his mind, syncing his new body to the lab's rhythm. His thoughts fogged as protocols and tasks replaced his past, his fears, his dreams. He tried to fight it, but the suit pulsed and tightened, forcing compliance. His cock throbbed, trapped and denied, the frustration driving him to focus on anything but his own desperate arousal.

The Xedryk's rubber laboratory owned him now, body and soul, forever entombed in his new, erotic prison. His cock pulsed again, a futile reminder of his past desires, now forever controlled and denied, all for the sake of his new existence as a lab drone.

Curly (Mouthwashing) being a canon gym rat opens the door to a lot of funny situations. 👀

Toby on his knees with a ring gag, consensually giving someone a blowjob. The unknown person is holding a consent form signed by Toby and also comments on his willingness to have his dick sucked.

decided to fix up my favourite toby piece to make sure we all know he's consenting. and we can also now assume all my ocs have signed the same form.

this year's wolf day i celebrated by drawing sirius ( =//=d)
#bara #ocs #sirius

Fuck yes, bro~~

Caleb and Fjord being influenced by a very hungry Incubus. Clothed version😘