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fuzzydoingart · 1 year
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🔥 MOTH 🔥
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genshinmp3 · 7 months
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Fontaine from Fountain of Belleau Dimeng Yuan, HOYO-MiX
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starrailmp3 · 11 months
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Wildfire from Of Snow and Ember Jonathan Steingard, Qi Gong, HOYO-MiX
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kply-industries · 8 months
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ultram0th · 11 months
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Brad Rowe blushed when he saw Gabe waiting for him on the pier, the latter looking cross for some reason. The bodybuilder gulped loudly as he approached the smaller man.
“H-hello, Gabe,” he barely whispered, already fearing the worst.
The smaller man looked the bodybuilder up and down, noting his red shorts and tank top. “You didn’t get permission to wear that, Brad,” Gabe tsked, even going so far as to wag his finger at the paling muscle man.
“W-well, I thought th-that…” the bodybuilder stumbled over his words, knowing that he’d fucked up and had made Gabe angry. He’d known that Gabe had wanted him to wear just the tiny thong that’d been left at his place, but he couldn’t bring himself to wear such a demeaning piece of clothing. He’d figured that he’d compromise with a modestly revealing outfit.
Gabe narrowed his eyes at him and Brad felt that fearfully familiar tingle wash over him.
“W-wait!” he tried to cry out when he felt his center of gravity shift. Slowly, Brad’s body began to shrink.  However, the more he stared at his shortening stature, the hunk was horrified to realize that it wasn’t a proportional shrinking.  Instead of maintaining his usual muscle physique, he appeared to be compressing down, all of his years’ worth of muscle piling up on each other.  His long arms pulled inwards, his biceps puffing up until they forced his limbs out at an awkward angle.  His legs followed suit, his quads and calves inflating as they shorted, making the man to adopt a wider stance.  His clothes stretched to the limit as they struggled to contain his widening frame, giving the mortified hunk an outlined view of his cock which also pulled into his body, transforming into a little nub.  With a whine of panic, Brad instantly reached for his puny member, only to bristle in shocked annoyance when his bulky, short arms were virtually inflexible due to their new mass, prohibiting him from reaching his new nub which probably wasn’t even two inches big.  Even Brad’s torso compressed too.  His flat six-pack pushed out slightly as his stomach scrunched down.  His pecs inflated outwards as well, nearly blocking his view of the rest of his midgetized body.  Had the funhouse mirror not been close by, Brad wouldn’t have noticed his bubble butt push outwards from his altered body, forming a near perfect shelf from his broadened back.
When the dizziness passed and his head began to clear, Brad’s jaw dropped… and his chin automatically brushed up against his protruding pecs.  The hunk stared wide-eyed at his altered frame in the mirror.  He had to only be about three and half feet tall now, having lost nearly half of his height, but none of his weight.  His arms stuck out akimbo from his bulky torso.  He even tried to take a step forward, blushing profusely at the way his new thighs rolled over each other as his walk was reduced to a waddle.
Gabe nodded to himself. “I think you’ll stay like this for the day,” he teased.
“Yes, Sir,” Brad mumbled, wincing at his higher octave voice. Ever since he’d ran afoul Gabe at the gym, the warlock had it out for him, taking pleasure in humiliating the bodybuilder every chance he could get.
Last week, Brad had walked around looking like a twink with barely any muscle mass on his tiny frame, the week before that his head was the size of a plum, and before that his ass looked like two yoga balls had been attached to his back. The bodybuilder was surprised that he could even feel any semblance of humiliation still after all that’s happened to him.
“Why don’t you go flex on the beach with the other muscle men?” Gabe suggested.
Brad felt the wind blow over him and he looked over in one of the fun mirrors to see his warped body wearing a bright red poser. The back of the poser was hidden between his puffed out ass cheeks and the front pouch was a little loose as it blocked his shortened cock from view.
“Yes, Sir,” Brad squeaked again, waddling off the pier towards the beach, trying to get the hang of maneuvering with his compressed musculature. He just hoped that one day Gabe would forgive him and set him free and let him stay in his normal body.
[I don't remember where I found this picture. If it's yours, please let me know so I can give proper credit!]
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swampfawn · 1 year
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clnclm · 4 months
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cezorian · 11 months
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Been revamping my trav design for the past couple of days and hes such a squishable little boye i loev him so much (maybe ill post my sketchbook drawings later)
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vanillayoteart · 11 months
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Guillotine (It goes Yah)
A sketch for Winter from my weekly sketch streams!
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jokuvainart · 7 months
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Sensation of every dimension
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genshinmp3 · 1 year
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Across Dimming Asterisms from The Unfathomable Sand Dunes Yijun Jiang, HOYO-MiX
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starrailmp3 · 11 months
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Wildfire (Instrumental) from Of Snow and Ember Qi Gong, HOYO-MiX
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beetle-drip · 1 year
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Roch why is your waist so small and slutty? So I can grab it? Put you on my lap?
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kazjester · 1 year
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I saw this tweet and immediately this idea came to mind.
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Compressed air tools in coal mining, French Hainaut region of northern France
French vintage postcard, mailed in 1911
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clnclm · 4 months
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