Disclaimer

WARNING: This blog contains BDSM images and stories of an extreme nature, featuring surgeries and amputations. I do not condone rape, mutilation and any other violence against women. The pictures and scenarios that are shown here are pure fantasy and do in no way reflect reality. Any similarities with real persons or events are purely coincidental. All women depicted here are at least 18 years old.

Monday, June 19, 2017

I hate my piece of shit laptop (rant)

So, I just wanted to finish my new piece of artwork, which is spent three days working on and just when I was about to save it, my fucking laptop crashed, corrupting the PSD file. Now everything is lost in time, like tears in the rain. So I guess, sorry guys and girls, my comeback has to wait for a while longer. Hopefully I can muster the energy to do exactly the same work a second time.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

It's a new year, it's a new life


Yeah, I know, two shemales in a row. There actually was a female version, but my Photoshop crashed and ate it. I will add it as soon as I'm able. And I promise a non-sissy artwork next time.

Let me know if you like it in the comments. If anyone can think of more story for this pic, don't hesitate to post it, as well.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Last minute shopping

story by The Modifier

Ted Harris had always been average: 21 years old, slim, with short blonde hair, he was just your everyday young man. He was also the quiet type and had never liked to interfere or get into the slightest dispute with anyone. 

That was until one day: Ted was working as a clerk in the local food store that he had dedicated most of his life to when he met Marla. Marla was an mature woman in her 40’s, with long dark hair, big breasts and a great figure that the tight black spandex she wore showed off even more so. Her voice was a mixture of cute and menacing, the kind of voice you could listen to for hours but be somewhat terrified the whole time. 

As Ted bagged the groceries for the woman he fumbled and dropped a bottle of ketchup, which split and spilled its sticky contents all over Marla’s top.

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Piece of tail



No real story this time, feel free to add your own in the comments. 

(Shemale version after the break)

Sunday, December 11, 2016

The right track XXI


The doctor clapped her hands together once and startled Mona. „Now, as I was trying to say before being so rudely interrupted,“ she said and looked at her niece sternly, „you are obviously lacking in physical stamina. That why I have devised a training program for you. Get up, slut!“


Sunday, December 4, 2016

Impressions from Sanctuary - Surplus


This is actually an illustration for a story written by Grem which we both developed. You can read it here.