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Published: 2018-06-26 20:48:00 +0000 UTC; Views: 3497; Favourites: 26; Downloads: 103
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This Bounty Hunter squad think they have what it takes, and in most circumstances they'd be right. Unfortunately for them their overconfidence is about to cost them their lives...The lovely OlivMalkavian , his giant boyfriend Alpha, and their girlfriend Cathy are one of the galaxy's most feared hit squads. Too bad it won't save their lives...
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Just having fun with a new resource I broke down and bought. Was working on commissions and nothing was going my way. Think I've got it figured out now (finally, thanks to my HERO DragonAT who is brand new to DAZ and still teaching me a thing or two!) but when I finally gave up on the commissions I was struggling with I made this just for fun.
Er... I suppose it bears mentioning that I've been thinking of starting a Patreon to serve as a warehouse for all the shite I'm doing that DA will be angry at me for posting. About 20% of the renders I do never see the light of day because they're "obscene". They're mostly sex, of course, but there are a few images that are offensive in other ways (grotesquely violent in ways that I can't portray here). Right now they're languishing in my Stash and I've no place to post them. It would also be nice to get some more income from all the rendering I'm doing, as it will allow me to further upgrade my computer and do bigger, more exciting renders more quickly, allowing me to do more renders as well! I'd love to know what you all think about the idea of my creating a Patreon for me to showcase my "obscene" work. I'm most eager to know if you'd be my Patrons, and if so what you might be comfortable paying! I won't hold you to it, but your feedback would be invaluable.
Kisses!
Eva
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Comments: 22
The giant blue skinned aliens remind me of the kree from the marvel universe, the kree are a blood thirsty warrior race that used their technology to genetically manipulate humans on a cellular level turning them into in-humans with powers to fight in a war against an ancient enemy
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Thank you, darling!
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Love their different builds and heights. Gives the image even more appeal
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I thought so! I’m thinking of a bigger girl like me to round out the team. Now that I’ve got a G8 model for you would you like to be on the team? Let us know! Kisses!
Eva
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Sure, if you'd have me!
I'll do my best to follow the team captains orders of course!
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If you'd like, sure! Cathy is just a stock model. I'd love to put you in peril instead!
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And I'd love to see me in peril then! Please go ahead and replace her with me
(that does sound cruel, haha)
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Hi Eva, maybe do a little cross-checking before you go with Patreon. Remember that Eyeteeth and JGN have both had trouble with them for similar reasons- i.e. adult content, etc. See what you can dig up.
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I have heard that... hmmm... any alternative you’d recommend?
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I'm no expert at this, and I think Patreon works for some people because it's kind of a ready-to-go "storefront". But it just seems lately that they've locked out some folks doing content that's either violent or sexual. Seems eyeteeth was looking at just operating his own website, but perhaps it's worth asking him?
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I'd love to support you! Great work that I would love to see! You make some truly impressive art that deserves something for it! Hopefully lots of masked guards
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Honestly darling I think there will tend to be less clothing rather than more.... but your support will be appreciated and I’ll make sure to create a “Collaborator” level of patronage which entitles the patron to commissions on a monthly basis...
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I would absolutely love to support you through Patreon, Eva! Count me in with both financial and moral support, but don't expect me to dress up like a cheer leader when I'm cheering for your Patreon to succeed! LOL
You can always post your more racy and violent pictures at FetNoir or Visions of Darkness without fear of censorship; although posting them only at Patreon (except for a few teasers) would make more financial sense.
I must say that blue chap in the middle is quite handsome, isn't he.
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I know you're not into this sort of thing, love, but I couldn't resist doing a few pics of him and the lovely OlivMalkavian
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That's the sort of thing I'd like to post on Patreon (higher def, of course) along with stuff like this;
There are more, of course, including some of me nude, but you get the idea. I'm doing lots of pics that I can't post here, and FN isn't really the right place for them either as they're more sexual than violent. I WOULD do more violent pics too, if I didn't have to worry about censorship. Being riddled by bullets / lasers is all well and good, of course, but I want to dissolve bitches and decapitate them while they're being tentacle raped to death. Purr purr purr
Anyway... wanted to share those with you. Thank you so much for offering to support my Patreon. It means a great deal, especially as I've long thought of you as not only my dear friend, but also a patron!
Kisses!
Eva
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Very good. Love the new character. The physical contrast of hulking male v. gorgeous toned female is striking and enhances a story.
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Now that I have the SWOLE mod I'm DEFINITELY going to do more huge guys. I have this mental image of a woman who would ordinarily be considered rather large and muscular being treated almost like a kitten by this huge, hulking beast of a man. The scale is so different.
SCENE: Launch bay of the Contracted Bounty Vessel OPPORTUNITY. Sacron, an 8'6" blue skinned humanoid with predatory, features and muscles like boulders stands beside his familiar, Tygress, a 5'8" woman with a pantherish physique and beautiful dark eyes. Tygress is almost fully sealed in a skintight combat vacc suit, but her faceplate is open so she can get a last bit of fresh air on her beautiful face. She purrs and rubs herself on Sacron's leg, which is bare from mid thigh down as the massive alien is wearing only a short robe. He holds a coffee mug the size of a battle helmet in one massive fist, and takes a deep drought of the bitter brew before setting it down carefully on the stern of Tygress' coffin-sized scout ship. He bends down and scoops up the purring woman in one massive, clawed hand, his four fingered-hand almost encircling her taut midsection. She trembles with delight and squirms excitedly in his grip.
"MmmmMMMMMm!" She purrs as he holds her to his chest, angling her pelvis so that his massive cock pushes up into her genitals through her tight suit as she tilts her head back to receive an open mouthed kiss. His huge black tongue crushes into her mouth, almost filling it, and her tiny pink tongue caresses the underside of his. He pats her head affectionately and she closes her eyes and snuggles into his chest, purring softly as she rubs her pelvis against his huge member. After just a few minutes she moans and climaxes inside her suit, clinging to Sacron as he continues to pet her.
"Ready?" The huge alien rumbles, looking down at the woman in his arms.
"Mm!" She nods, smiling up at him, still shivering with pleasure as her orgasm spreads through her jacked body.
"Good girl!" He smiles, and, taking her in both hands, carefully inserts her into her claustrophobically small pilot's cockpit. She wriggles obediently into place, laying on her belly with her legs wide and her high-heeled feet planted firmly into a pair of magloc stirrups. She gasps as he presses a button on her suit in the small of her back and her vaginal and anal control catheters pull out of her with a wet sucking noise.
"OH!" She gasps as Sacron inserts the scout ship's catheters into her wet pussy and lubed anus, pushing down on the lever of the catheter array and locking it into place just above her tailbone. He watches the suit readout carefully, making sure that the catheters make good seal and that her combat vacc suit will keep her alive in deep space should she have to abandon her tiny craft. "MMmmmmm." She purrs as he straps her into her gravity bed with an almost sadomasochistic array of straps and clips. Finally, he holds her head gently as he pushes the ship's life-support mask up to her face and seals it against her suit, so that she can rely on the ship's life support instead of her suit's relatively limited supply. She shudders and climaxes again as the green light flashes on her HUD indicating that her suit is fully sealed up, her pussy gnawing at the huge catheter thrust up into her which hums in time with the ship's tiny fusion reactor.
"MMMmmm. You're all sealed up, Tygress, how do you feel?" Sacron asks, admiring the lovely lines of her backside all strapped and clipped into the tiny cockpit. Her back and pelvis are arched to accommodate the penetrating life support systems, and the position looks uncomfortable, though he knows that if all goes well she'll be stuck in it, immobile for hours. If not... well, then comfort will hardly matter.
She purrs in response, quivering with delight from her latest orgasm, and signals "ready" on their neurolinked tactical net. He smiles, grabs his cup of coffee off the ship's stern, and activates the clear armorplas hatch. The hatch slides into position and then ratchets down over tygress, almost pressing against her shapely ass as it closes with a hiss of finality. He looks through the armorplas and enjoys the sight of her wriggling in her restraints for a few moments. As soon as she settles he hits the control to insert her craft into the torpedo tube and seals her inside. As he walks back to the bridge he hears the tube fire, and knows that his first Tygress is away.
Four more Tygress clones are on the bridge when he arrives, all nicely packaged in a variety of skintight space suits in case of sudden depressurization, their slam-lock life-support hoods are in the off position, nestled at the base of their necks. Of course they are all wearing 8" heels, as she always insists upon doing. One of the clones is at ops, monitoring the Tygress in the scout ship as she hurtles towards the target's hidden asteroid fortress. Another as at the weapons console, vainly looking for targets to shoot at. The other two clones hop up into his lap as soon as he sits down in his throne-like Captain's chair. One tries to get his attention but he just pats her head absently, focused on the tactical readout holo that hovers in front of his chair showing him the scout's progress as she hurtles into the dense asteroid field. The bridge's audio is set to pic up her helmet mic, and the scout Tygress' constant purring fills the bridge with a rich, sonorous hum that excites the other Tygress clones. The two in his lap decide he's not going to pay any attention to them and start kissing and fondling each other.
Suddenly an angry red blob appears on the tactical readout, far too close to the scout ship for Tygress to do anything. The clone at ops doesn't bother giving the scout Tygress useless advice, and opts instead to slip her fingers between her legs as she watches the enemy missile streak towards the clone in her vulnerable scout ship. The scout clone sees the missile too, and her purring is replaced by a scream of terror, then the briefest howl of agony as the seeker missile detonates, perforating her ship and body with lethal shrapnel. Her vitals flatline in less than a second, and the scout ship activates it's self destruct system, disintegrating itself and its young pilot.
Sacron checks the tacticals and sees that the first scout Tygress made it just 44% of the way to the bounty's base. The Tygress' in his lap are kissing and caressing each other in a frenzy, one of them pumping his massive cock with her free hand.
"Hmmm... She had better defenses than we thought. Tygress," He says sternly, picking the left-hand clone on his lap at random. She stops fondling the other Tygress and looks up at him attentively, shivering with delight at being the focus of his attention. "Get down to the launch bay, suit up, and encase yourself in a scout pod. Just remember to eject a few km before you reach the second marker or you'll likely meet the same fate." She nods seriously, and climbs down off his lap. "Tygress," He addresses the other clone in his lap. "Go with her and help her get suited up and inserted in her pod. If she doesn't make it you'll be up next." The Tygress clone nods seriously, gives him a long, deep kiss, and hops down off his lap. The two clones mince off the bridge, holding hands. Sacron is certain that they'll waste some time playing with each other as they get suited up. They're smart enough to assume that the second clone won't survive either, and it'll save time on launching the third if she's already suited up and ready to go once her predecessor is killed.
He glances over at the other two Tygress clones on the bridge. The girl from ops is sitting in the lap of the girl at tactical as they rub their nipples together and kiss passionately. "Come on girls," Sacron rumbles. "I'll give you a little attention as we wait for her to launch." The Tygress clones immediately disentangle themselves from each other and unseal the crotches of their skintight space suits, each hoping that she'll be the lucky girl the Master favors first...
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SIGN ME UP FOR YOUR PATRONAGE... just call me your "Benny-factor"!!!!! And damn proud of it!!!
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purr purr purr. Thank you, darling!
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