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NOT MY ART!

3 year old (though still super great comm) by the one and only ! This was inspired by a story I did called "Lusty Argonian Trade" WAAAAY back around the time I started, to the point where it even predates Valsalia's Argonian TF TG comic! Which is also great and something you should check out btw.

As always, I recommend throwing some tips the artist's way! Dez's Patreon acts as his tip jar, so throw some cash his way! Also, consider commissioning him as well as I think he's open for a while, especially because he's improved a lot since this pic.

And always, if you like the little story written below, consider throw some dosh my way through me Patreons!

Story: After a late night binge of Skyrim (as well as getting drunk as a skunk off banana juice), Jam was transported magically into Skyrim somehow. There he met the Lusty Argonian Maid (AKA Lifts-Her-Tail) and stole her body.

Jam (now just a lizard maid) decided to go on adventures on in the maid's body, putting a pot over her old body's head so it doesn't see her. Unfortunately, Jam's attempts to be a warrior in the Argonian's body floundered once she faced her first threat: A lowly mudcrab. Said crab chased Jam back into town, where she was saved by the Argonian warrior Derkeethus!

After being saved from the vicious grab by the beefy lizard-man, the pair locked eyes. It was love at first sight! Jam knew she had found her calling, which was to be the maid to this strong adventurer! The pair bent in for a kiss as they both closed their eyes... Only for the game to start bugging out considerably! It appears Todd Howard hadn't accounted for characters kissing when leading development on the game, meaning that a single attempted smooch was enough to destabilize it.

Just as their lips were about to lock, the game crashed. Jam was booted back to his original body and expelled from the game. He landed back in his living room in a pile of empty banana juice cartons. He sighed as he rubbed his head, "Ah man! My Skyrim-induced Argonian maid fantasy is over already?! Knew I should've modded the game more..."

With that, Jam hopped onto the couch, curled into a ball, and fell asleep. His adventure may have ended, but he knew there would be more in the future! Or there would be, if Bethesda would get their act together and release the next game already.

Description

NOT MY ART!

3 year old (though still super great comm) by the one and only ! This was inspired by a story I did called "Lusty Argonian Trade" WAAAAY back around the time I started, to the point where it even predates Valsalia's Argonian TF TG comic! Which is also great and something you should check out btw.

As always, I recommend throwing some tips the artist's way! Dez's Patreon acts as his tip jar, so throw some cash his way! Also, consider commissioning him as well as I think he's open for a while, especially because he's improved a lot since this pic.

And always, if you like the little story written below, consider throw some dosh my way through me Patreons!

Story: After a late night binge of Skyrim (as well as getting drunk as a skunk off banana juice), Jam was transported magically into Skyrim somehow. There he met the Lusty Argonian Maid (AKA Lifts-Her-Tail) and stole her body.

Jam (now just a lizard maid) decided to go on adventures on in the maid's body, putting a pot over her old body's head so it doesn't see her. Unfortunately, Jam's attempts to be a warrior in the Argonian's body floundered once she faced her first threat: A lowly mudcrab. Said crab chased Jam back into town, where she was saved by the Argonian warrior Derkeethus!

After being saved from the vicious grab by the beefy lizard-man, the pair locked eyes. It was love at first sight! Jam knew she had found her calling, which was to be the maid to this strong adventurer! The pair bent in for a kiss as they both closed their eyes... Only for the game to start bugging out considerably! It appears Todd Howard hadn't accounted for characters kissing when leading development on the game, meaning that a single attempted smooch was enough to destabilize it.

Just as their lips were about to lock, the game crashed. Jam was booted back to his original body and expelled from the game. He landed back in his living room in a pile of empty banana juice cartons. He sighed as he rubbed his head, "Ah man! My Skyrim-induced Argonian maid fantasy is over already?! Knew I should've modded the game more..."

With that, Jam hopped onto the couch, curled into a ball, and fell asleep. His adventure may have ended, but he knew there would be more in the future! Or there would be, if Bethesda would get their act together and release the next game already.