S.G. Croup's Blog, page 109
February 13, 2016
February 12, 2016
red-vhs:
chipsncookies:
fingurken:
DO YOU EVER SEE SOMETHING...
DO YOU EVER SEE SOMETHING AND YOU IMMEDIATELY WAKE UP OMGG
Translation by Neni
“In honor of the release date of the “Poke-Heartbeat-Collection”, you can now download Pokemon Messege Cards! Look, even these two from Team Aqua and Team Magma seem to be getting along surprisingly well!“
ITS LIT
I also enjoy that Colossus’s new costume includes a hole cut...
I also enjoy that Colossus’s new costume includes a hole cut right above his butt crack for no good reason.
Reading through Necrosha and this big guy from the Helions is...
Reading through Necrosha and this big guy from the Helions is literally named Beef and I love it.
February 11, 2016
“Stay–nngh!–strong, comrades! I have...
“Stay–nngh!–strong, comrades! I have almost–gyahh!–gotten us loose!”
Colossus shouted, straining with all his might to rip the steel pylons
his bonds were affixed to out of the floor. Unfortunately, the control collar around his neck was sapping him of his mutant powers. He certainly
missed them at the moment; not only would he be able to free himself in
an instant if he could transform into his stronger steel-bodied form,
but it would no doubt protect his behind as well, currently suffering
under the torment of rapidly spinning flappers as if he were in a very painful car wash.
Across the room,
Cable grimaced, feeling the smacks of his own flappers grow worse
the longer he struggled. Already his ass felt like it was red-hot and
bruised all over. They sure didn’t have anything like this in any of the
futures he’d seen. “Rrgh! Damn! Hurry, Colossus! The sooner you
get loose the sooner we can–Augh!!–get the hell out of here!” He
clenched his jaw. His own powers were cut off as well or he would have
immediately dismantled the whole contraption with his TK.
As it
was, this was most definitely the most asinine “funhouse” the wily
Arcade had constructed yet. Or perhaps it was the Hellfire Club that had
captured them–knocked the four mutant heroes out, stripped them of their
costumes, then left them to the mercies of a sadistic spanking device. It
seemed like their style.
“WHEN I FIND OUT WHO PUT US IN THIS
THING I AM GOING TO FLAMIN’–AAUGH!!–GUT THEM A NEW–YEEOOOWWW–!!” Of
course it was Wolverine most pissed over their predicament. The
hairy Canuck thrashed and swore in his humiliating restraints. But his bondage had been arranged in such a way that his adamantium claws could only cut the empty air in
front of him. “RrrraaaooOOOOWW!” And the flappers just kept on swatting.
Unless his healing factor was regained soon he’d be unable to sit
down for quite some time.
“Oof! Perhaps your energies would be
better suited, Logan, to–aah!–assisting Piotr in his efforts to–OH!!”
Installed on the other side of the spinners disciplining Wolverine was Beast. They shared the same array between them, a fact the scientist
had found particularly demeaning at first. Now he no longer cared; his
ass just hurt too much. His blue-furred rump was upturned and naturally
suffering its own ordeal of high-speed swats. He’d attempted to turn his
formidable intellect to the puzzle of getting them all loose, but the
distraction provided by a constantly burning, building pain in his
rear made the problem an unusually difficult one to solve. Out of the corner of
his eye he saw the same conundrum prove true for Colossus as well. The
young Russian let out a yelp of pain at a particularly hard slap to his
muscular cheeks. It momentarily stymied his efforts as he twisted on his
feet to avoid the next. But he only let out another cry as the next
flapper in line struck the exact same spot.
“Ohh, it hurts!” he
called out. Then, as if sensing how close he was to freedom, the flapper
assaulting him began to speed up, bombarding his cheeks with dozens of
intense blows. He soon began flailing helplessly from the pain. “Ohhhh, I
cannot take it!!”
“Yes you can, Colossus!” Cable bit his lip.
“You’ve just got to stay focused and–Aoowww!” The grizzled veteran
hopped on one foot as the thwacking of his own spanking increased.
Beside him, Wolverine started to inarticulately howl as his ass was
pulverized. With a gulp, Beast noted that all the
flappers had now increased speed, not just Colossus’s. He was soon
yowling himself from the duress, tears streaming down his face. It would
be a very long night for the four captured X-Men.
But hey, at
least being kept in some villain’s S&M dungeon was still more
stimulating than trying to cure the legacy virus…
I can say with no irony whatsoever that X-Men has had an immense impact on my life. Starting out with the 90′s cartoon, and then more recently in the last few years reading the entire run of the comics, the philosophy, art, stories, and fantastic characters of the team have drawn me in again and again. So I felt an urge to commission something to show my love for the series.
And, well, because it’s me, it’s a commission of four of the hunkiest mutants on the team getting spanked together. (Colossus is all yours @redspkscott!)
Art by Rubensum, who is always worth it. He never disappoints! Attached story is mine.
