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Blue

Number 11 - nice ;)

ComicTF

Oh no, doll joints. My one of my secret weaknesses!

Tamwyn91

I would 100% pay to see a whole comic based on sketch 7. Humiliation, perversion, corruption and a slow breaking down of one's mental fortitude to the point that they give in and willingly damn themselves despite knowing the outcome is a perfect combination of some of my biggest kinks. I can see not only how it might start, but also the different paths that could be taken and how it might end. My perverted imagination sees Nilla making some kind of negative comment about Cora's (that IS your character Cora in sketch 7, yes?) seeming obsession with cocks; whether it be how she loves to take them from men, how much she gets off on the reactions she gets from the women she gives them (cocks) to or simply how she loves to play with them (cocks) in general. As a result, Cora puts a specially-curated curse on Nilla in order to show her just how awesome a cock can be. Said curse would start by slowly but steadily increasing Nilla's libido, ramping up her sex drive to a point where she could no longer resist the urge to vigorously pleasure herself. As a result, she shamelessly brought herself to an orgasm better than anything she'd felt before. An orgasm that left her shaking from head to toe and her body wanting more. Little did she know that that first orgasm had set the first phase of the curse into motion, her clitoris easily doubling in size and sensitivity, and she suddenly found herself thinking about sex constantly. Nilla did everything she could to avoid acting upon her newfound carnal desires, using every toy she possessed in an attempt to masturbate her temptations away. The curse, however, made sure that with every orgasm her clitoris swelled larger and was left more sensitive than ever, until one day she found herself sitting on her bed, looking at at a nub of flesh protruding from her folds that, at 7 inches long, easily rivaled any of the men she'd been with. Looking at the phallic protrusion jutting from her own crotch sent a horny shiver down her spine. Hell, "hung like a horse" was a damn close description. Suddenly she heard a soft voice behind her say, "Come on Nilla, I just want you to indulge. Just a couple pumps..." Please forgive me, I had to get that out of my system. If you enjoyed reading this little snippet of my imagination, I would love to work with you on future story ideas.