Jakal

I did an art trade with friend of the site, Jakal, alongside the end of Transported. Jakal wanted to see what would happen if some lowly human artists got caught up in the Grays’ terraforming, so I went with some cheesy sci-fi movie serial outfits. Seems like a real plus as far as invasions go!

Jakal’s side of the trade is at:

https://www.deviantart.com/jakal63/art/Peppy-the-Waitress-TG-780411912

And you can visit his other gallery at:

https://jakalovid.tumblr.com/

Transported is available at the Sins Patreon at: 

NMS: Bubble Gum Princess

5. Pink Bubble, Bubble Gum Jakal chewed the bubble gum he had bought from the little shop. He wasn’t really looking for anything pricey or specific, mostly just needed to freshen his breath after lunch. The girl was happy to oblige, then mentioned something about blowing bubbles. It sounded like a warning, don’t blow three bubbles or else… something would happen. He shrugged, little curio and new age shops like that were always trying to make everything sound mystical or cursed. He blew a bubble. -POP- Seriously, did she think it was going to make the sale more exciting? They brushed a few stray strands of hair from their eyes, they’d be needing a haircut soon. Their hoodie also felt different, a bit lighter maybe? Well, it was an old one, and the weather was nice enough, probably nothing to be too worried about. They blew another bubble. -POP- “Ugh, these heels are killing me,” Jacklyn grumbled as her four inch heels clacked against the sidewalk. She never understood why she let her friends convince her to go out dancing in heels. She was just going to take them off once they got there, which was better than falling off them after one drink like last time… She turned the corner, blushing as she caught a few guys staring at her chest. She really needed to buy a new hoodie. This one couldn’t zip up passed her boobs anymore which left them out on display for everyone to see. She blew a third bubble. -POP- Jackie giggled as she minced up to the club’s back door. It was her first night dancing in a GoGo Bar and she was like, SO TOTALLY excited! She adjusted her titties, made she they were all nice and puffed up, “Great Tits, Great Tips,” she giggled, giving the girls a playful jiggle. Her ‘Hard Candee’ platform pumps clacked noisily as she skipped up the stairs and into the changing room. She was already dressed in her favorite pink romper and her ADORABLE fluffy legwarmers! Oh, she was going to looke so cute dancing tonight! “Mmm, maybe a nice, yummy hunk will want to taste my 'sweetness’ after work!” She giggled. She was so naughty, she thought as she blew another bubble.

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Miss Snow’s 12 Baes of Christmas

On the seventh Day of Christmas Miss Snow gave to me: Antlers that are very deer to me. Tyler only bought the costume antlers as a gag for the family Holiday party. He would come in wearing them and maybe an ugly, festive sweater, get a laugh and be done with it. However, as he was driving through the back roads and woods, a quick little shortcut, he decided to don the antlers ahead of time. However, as the headband affixed to his head, there was a sudden buzz going through his head. A shudder and a few flashes of light in his eyes. The strange sensations were too much for him and he had to pull the car over to avoid an accident. He got out of the car, more accurately he fell out, and was pulling at the antlers. They wouldn’t budge. He yanked and grunted, but the foam pieces wouldn’t relinquish their hold. Oddly enough, as he held the costume bits, they felt harder, as if they were made of bone or something. He shook his head, ears flopping with the force as they lengthened and became covered in fur. He let out another grunt of frustration as his body began to feel hot, despite kneeling in a patch of snow. He tore off his jacket and sweater, his body shrinking and warping as it was exposed. His waist pulled in as his chest pushed out. His pants were pinching him, feeling too tight against his rear. So he quickly tore them off as well, a fluffy doe tail flicking in its new freedom. She moaned as the heat kept building in her, she felt there were more changes, but her mind was buzzing so loudly she couldn’t take stock of them. She grunted as she slowly stood up, holding herself steady against her car. Then, here ear flicked, a distant sound. It was faint, and normally she couldn’t have heard it, but again it sounded. A jingling bell. A silvery tone beckoning deep in the woods. She felt… calmer. She listened to the bell and took a few cautionary steps forward. It chimed again, the cold couldn’t touch her, or if it did she didn’t notice. Another chime and another step, she was at the treeline. She looked back a moment, her car still on the side of the road, the driver side door ajar. She hesitated, perhaps she should go for help… Perhaps she could- but another chime and she was gone, disappearing in the forest in search of where the noise was coming from.

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