This pinup was more part of a larger exercise in shading and doing skin in a way that it looks more like its stretched over muscles and bones. However I still wanted to have something coherent to show in the end so I made it a cheerleader pinup. I wont be striving for this much detail much, but its good to know how to do certain things, so I need to push myself beyond the familiar every now and then to get some new insight.
Due to all the experimenting in this one, its the most time I have ever spent drawing a single character piece, but I really think it was worth it given the amount of new things I have learned, Im probably going to go back to doing more simpler stuff again in the coming weeks, since Id really like to take a break from this type of detail.
Shad why dont you make a comic about the simpsons were marge kicks homer out of the house and cucks him with a superior nigger and then she makes invites multiple niggers to blacken their kids and barts become a mega faggot for black dick, then homer shots himself in the head and marge is like dat sum gud shit boi. You know “quality” shit.
-El Cuckerino
chile no-
Shad why dont you make a comic about the simpsons were marge kicks homer out of the house and cucks him with a superior nigger and then she makes invites multiple niggers to blacken their kids and barts become a mega faggot for black dick, then homer shots himself in the head and marge is like dat sum gud shit boi. You know “quality” shit.
-El Cuckerino
No Dick version D:
glad you’re ok, was nervous
eager for the dick ones tho
Tanta gente criticando a demora do Shad em postar, e eu aqui preocupado com ele, assusta não Shad! te amo seu lindo
puter. Veronica agreed that they had to know what her husband fantasized, if they were to be successful.
Veronica had gone back to teaching classes and Lucy attending classes. Gene had been left to his own devices; as far as either woman knew he was either job hunting or jerking off to porn. Today Veronica had packed an overnight bag and told Gene she was flying to Los Angeles for an academic symposium. As far as Gene knew he had the house to himself for the entire weekend.
He’d dropped Veronica at the airport an hour ago. Discreetly Lucy had followed him from the terminal to the Hustler Las Vegas adult store on the other side of the freeway. Thirty minutes later he walked out with two bags. Lucy kept her distance as he drove back home. She gave him twenty minutes and went in through the back, tiptoeing into the master bedroom.
He was sitting on the bed unpacking two Hustler shopping bags when she walked in, carrying the medium sized duffel bag that had been in the back seat of her car. She wore a knee-high black dress with a zipper down the front. Her shapely legs looked perfect in black stockings, and she wore leather pumps to match. Underneath her dress Lucy was dressed far more provocatively.
“L-Lucy,” he began lamely. “What are you doing here?” One of the bags had a big assortment of sexpot lingerie
“I’m catching you red-handed, Jeannie,” she grinned. “That’s what.”
In a subsequent call to Juanita, the MILF professor had gotten details of what her husband did with the shemale. Veronica had told her it was so she could try things Gene liked in the bedroom. The MILF passed everything she learned on to Lucy, including the “Jeannie” name that Juanita called him when he was crossdressed.
“You’ve got the wrong idea! This is for Veronica,” he protested.
“Don’t bother. I know about all of the crossdresser porn on your computer and everything you’ve been doing. And now you are going to do everything single I say. Everything, Jeannie.”
Gene looked shocked. “Where did you hear that name?”
“From Juanita,” Lucy smirked. “I told you. I know everything. Strip completely.”
“I… I can’t. My wife. I…”
“How ironic you mention Veronica. She’s the reason you’re going to do exactly what I tell you. Your sex addiction, getting fired, that was bad enough. But cheating on her again and again? It’s grounds for a ruinous divorce. She’ll get everything.”
“Wh-what make you think she doesn’t already know about me?”
Lucy produced a cell phone. “Let’s try calling her then.”
“No! Please!”
“Just so you know, I spent days going through your computer while you were both in Hawaii. Trust me when I say I know how deep your deviance goes. It will all come out in divorce court. Every dirty little secret of yours.”
“You can’t! Please! I—”
“Shut up you little slutty bitch,” she snapped. “I’m only going to say this once. I’m in a position to ruin your marriage and your social standing. Your complete and total compliance are your only hope to save both.”
A tear snaked out of his eye as he looked helplessly at her. “What do you want?”
“I’m going to indulge all of your fantasies whether you’re ready for them or not. My master’s thesis is on deviant sexuality, so I’m quite fascinated. I want to do more than interview and study. I want real hands-on experience. So for the next week, you’re my slave. I’m going to have my way with you. So you don’t get the idea this is totally selfish, I’m doing this for Veronica, too.”
“But Lucy—Ow!” he cried as she slapped his face.
“You will speak only when spoken to, Jeannie. Do you understand me? Say, ‘Yes, Mistress Lucy’ if you understand.”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy,” he whimpered, simultaneously horrified that his cock had never been harder.
“If you have anything to ask, you will ask permission to speak. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Now that you understand your true place is there anything else you’d like to ask me, sissy slave?”
“What about my wife finding out, Mistress? And how is making me your slave… how is it for Veronica… Mistress Lucy?”
“Excellent. Regarding your wife, I think you’d best let me worry about that. After all, this is my idea. And if all goes well, it will work out to her benefit. Do you know what an intervention is, Jeannie?”
“Sort of, Mistress.”
“It’s where an addict is confronted with his behavior and forced to do something about it. In the case of alcohol and other drugs that something is usually a rehab, but there’s no rehab for sex addicts like you. I think your best chance of a recovery is aversion therapy.” Her eyes gleamed scarily.
“Ma’am?” he quavered in fear, understanding.
“You’re going to get so much kinky sex it’s either going to cure your obsession with deviance forever… or you’re going to cross so far over the line you’re going to have no choice but turn into a creature like that Juanita.”
He felt all the blood rush out of his head in a wave of flushed, tingling skin, taking his heart into a gallop that made his breathing shake. “Oh my god!” Everything he’d ever fantasized about was on his PC. To get to live that out—to be forced to…
“We’re going to get a good start this weekend, but it’s not going to let up. All next week Veronica will be putting in normal hours, whereas I’ll be much more free. We’ll cover our schedule for the next week later. Does that answer that question, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“So don’t worry about your wife. Do you have any other questions?”
“No, Mistress Lucy. Thank you, Mistress Lucy.”
“Excellent, slut. Follow me.”
Back in the bedroom she made him kneel on the carpet while she unzipped and stepped out of her dress. Underneath her fashionable outfit she wore a garter belt, bra and thong panties—all black satin. The bra was a shelf-style, so her lovely 36C breasts and meaty nipples were on full display. It was an outfit calculated to excite both the woman wearing it and anyone looking on.
Her nipples were erect at how thrilled she was to be doing this. She knew this was more than “curing” Gene. She reveled in the sexual thrill at her power over him. She had to admit that part of her not only hoped this not only didn’t cure him but that it led to an ongoing female-dominant household.
She gave him a cruel yet delighted smile. “Strip. And don’t waste my time.”
Gene’s clothes came off in a hurry but he slowed down when he got to his panties, and she could see why—his erection strained at the nylon fabric. She was pleased to see how much this was turning him on seemed pleased.
“Don’t be ashamed of your boner, Jeannie. I’m glad you have one, so take off your clothes and kneel on the carpet.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?” he whined, getting to his knees with his cock jutting out toward the ceiling.
“Anyone who has that many photos of men and sissies giving head has a serious need to suck some cock just like a sissy bitch. A sissy doesn’t deserve a man’s name like Gene, not a cocksucking sissy like you Jeannie.” She was happy to see his shock. “What’s the matter, slut? Think a grad student doesn’t know how to talk dirty? Believe me, I’ve heard talk you wouldn’t believe. And I have seen things… oooh, well, let’s just say I’m completely comfortable with all this.”
He turned pale and swooned with dizziness. “Oh my god!”
“Oh, stop, slut. You’re going to love it. Now get in there and run the bath water.”
She followed him in and squirted in some bath salts as it filled, telling him to stop it when it was a third full. “Meanwhile get out some baby oil and the razors Veronica uses on her legs.”
While Gene rushed to find the items Lucy got a bottle of perfume. She let four drops fall into the bathwater. “I want my slave girl to smell good,” she explained. “Now get in there and start shaving.”
Twenty minutes later he toweled dry his perfumed and smooth body. His dick hadn’t gone down the entire time. She had him kneel at the foot of the bed in front of a hand mirror and talked him through putting on makeup. She reached into the duffel bag for false eyelashes, red press-on nails and a sexy blonde wig.
By the time he was done Lucy could barely believe the handiwork of his total transformation. Gene knelt there totally nude and looking pretty sweet for a thirty-five year old man in drag. His cock was still fully hard too. “Damn, Jeannie! You make a real hot slut. All you need are some breast implants and you could turn tricks like any tranny prostitute. Come over to the mirror.”
His breath quickened and his dick got harder at that thought.
She stood by the sliding closet door, which was one huge mirror. For a moment Lucy thought he was going to faint, but when she looked at his expression she didn’t see shock. Her mentor’s husband was in pure rapture. She could almost hear what was going on in his head.
* * *
Jeannie stood at the closet mirror and shuddered with dizzy pleasure. He’d never imagined he could look this much like a woman—a sexy woman that any guy would want to get into bed. He wondered if she was going to make him do anything like that. Sucking Juanita’s cock was one thing, but…
“You’re very beautiful, Jeannie,” Lucy said kindly.
“Th-thank you, Mistress,” he whimpered, tears welling up. Whatever uncertainty he felt about what Lucy might do, he couldn’t get over how happy he was with this near stranger dressing him up.
“Let’s see what you bought,” Lucy said, going through the bags.
She chose a matched set of black see-thru nylon, a bra, garter belt, stockings and crotchless panties. She helped him into the foreign garments, telling him he would be a pro at dressing and doing his makeup by the end of the weekend. It was embarrassing that his hard dick stuck out of his crotchless panties, but it seemed to please Lucy.
She looked at the pile on the bed and into the bags, shaking her head. “No shoes, Jeannie?” With a self-pleased smile she went into her duffel bag and pulled out open toe sandals with four-inch heels and threw them in front of him. “Put them on.”
Once he got them on he was a bit wobbly but when she stood him back in front of the mirror he nearly gasped. He looked like any shemale porn star with a feminine face, sexy lingerie and a rigid, throbbing cock. He looked at her for approval. She shook her head.
“Not quite, but almost.” She pulled breast forms, D-cup soft silicone that must have cost at least $120. “Take off your bra, slave,” she ordered. She then pulled out a spray can and gave the back of the first breast a thick coat before the placed it carefully over the right nipple of his shaved chest, and she ordered him to hold it in place.
It smelled like some sort of adhesive and it felt sticky as he felt it cling to him. Then she did the other one, and soon he was clutching both lifelike silicone tits to him. She a smile tinged with mischief she pulled a riding crop from her bag and began swatting the head of his cock from underneath. Each whack hurt for several long seconds and then it began to feel good. He moaned with each whack she gave him.
“Feel good sissy slut?”
“Oh, yes! Yes, Mistress Lucy!”
She started teasing his balls and cockshaft with the crop, making him whimper. As she concentrated the erotic friction under his cockhead my moaning took on a high, desperate quality and his thighs jerked and shuddered as he felt an orgasm starting to build to the point of no return. All of a sudden she stopped.
“Almost ready to spurt your sissy cream everywhere?”
“Oh, y-yes, Mistress!”
She pulled the crop away. “You’ll have to earn that. For now, let’s check those boobs. Take your right hand away and let’s see.”
Slowly he took his right hand away from the silicone breast. It hung from his chest, dangling like a real tit but stuck firmly to his skin. Mistress Lucy took the breast form in her hand and gave it a gentle tug, stretching his skin out to show it was quite secure. She nodded at the second one, which also held. She stroked the soft, pliant silicone and was thrilled to feel that friction transfer to his nipples.
“Sissy slut has titties now. Do you like that, Jeannie?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Put your bra back on,” she ordered. “Do it like I showed you.”
Making sure it wasn’t twisted or inside out, he pulled the bra around from the back, fastened the hooks and turned it around so the cups were under his new breasts. He snugged it up and fed one tit at a time into the sexy, low-cut slings and then pulled the straps over his shoulders.
“You certainly do look like a slutty girl, Jeannie. Now it’s time to make you into my bitch. Get on the end of the bed on all fours. Face the headboard. Good. Your knees right up on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Now spread those knees far apart.”
He heard her rummage through her duffel again, followed by the “splootch” of something viscous being squeezed. And then there it was, her wet slippery finger coating his excited asshole with some kind of lubricant. She ordered him to relax and breathe deeply as she began to push her finger inside of him. He moaned softly at the hot, dirty feeling of her invading his rectum.
“You love having your sissy hole violated, don’t you slut?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Then this is your lucky day.”
He again heard her rustling in her duffel and this time he turned to see her pull out a dildo harness with a medium sized, very realistic looking cock attached. He’d stuck a finger up his ass a few times when he’d beat off but never had he….
He shuddered with anticipation as she stepped into the harness and tightened the straps around her waist and thighs, and began lubing up the dildo. The cock looked so lifelike it was easy to imagine his wife’s grad student as a shemale. He looked at the eight-inch long dildo, noting it was close in size to Juanita’s brown cock. He’d fantasized about being fucked by her, and now another young woman was going to take his anal virginity. He licked his lips.
“You want this, don’t you, you little slut, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Then beg for it, slave girl slut. Explicitly. Don’t leave me any doubt what you’re begging for. Beg for it like you’re begging for your life.”
“Oh, please, Mistress Lucy! Oh please fuck my hot little sissy hole! I want you to fuck me so much with you big dick! Please turn me into your bitch.”
“You want it don’t you?”
“Oh god, yes, Mistress Lucy!”
“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you Jeannie?”
“I’m your horny little slut, Mistress Lucy! Please, oh please, oh please fuck me!”
“My pleasure, slut girl.”
He waited kneel on all fours on the foot of the bed, his knees spread wide and his shins hanging over the edge. He imagined what he must look like in this pose, wearing the slutty lingerie he bought, the wig and all that makeup. His boner still protruded rock hard out of the crotchless panties. Then he felt the warmth of her nude hips behind him, her soft hands parting his shaved asscheeks.
He shivered when the fat tip of the dildo touched his hot, slippery asshole. Whimpering and not caring how it sounded, he again begged her to fuck him. He groaned loudly and deeply as she slowly pushed the latex cock deep inside of his hungry ass. Slowly she worked it in and out as his voice climbed in pitch and timbre.
He practically scared himself at how much like a desperately horny girl he sounded. He cried out for her to fuck him harder and faster, wanting her to own him completely. He was her hot sissy slut, and he suddenly didn’t give a goddamn about being a husband or even a man.
The exquisite friction of that cock-like dildo forcing its way deep up his horny anal canal pushed him over some line of sexual abandon. He was seized by insatiable feral desires that previously only filled his head during masturbation when his hot fantasies crossed over into forbidden territory. Right now he was willing to do anything sexual. He wished he could turn completely into a girl so she could fuck his vagina, so he go could go down on her pussy, fully as a lesbian.
“You’re a sissy slut, aren’t you?” the young woman demanded.
“Yes, Mistress!”
“A horny sex slave who’d do anything, aren’t you?”
“Oh god yes, Mistress!”
“You have no shame, do you slave?”
“No Mistress!”
“So if I pulled this dildo out of your ass and ordered you to suck it, you’d love to—isn’t that right sissy slave?”
“Uhh… Mistress?” he whimpered.
“What’s the problem Jeannie? Veronica told me all about you sticking your tongue up her ass a good ten-fifteen minutes. Is your wife’s butt somehow cleaner than your own? Certainly her asshole is far more worthy of worship than yours, however that’s beside the point. I want to know if you just lied to me when you agreed that you’re horny sex slave who’d do anything.”
All of a sudden he realized his passion had carried him way beyond his limits. He was still horny and whimpering from her deep fucking his ass, but his look was one of shock and even dread. He felt his expression twist into one of abject pleading, hoping she was only kidding him. He saw the triumph in her eyes.
“Now Jeannie, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for spoiling my master’s thesis research would you? You, the horny little slut? What would Veronica think?”
She reached under and stroked his throbbing cock as she continued to fuck his hot sissy hole. He moaned as much as in erotic pleasure as in despair at his situation. He’d seen ass-to-mouth plenty in porn and knew it wasn’t especially unhealthy but still the idea of giving head to a dildo that had been in his ass…
“No, I can’t. I won’t. Look, I don’t care. Go ahead. Tell my wife.”
Lucy giggled loudly. “Tell her yourself.”
“Wha… What?” Jeannie whined.
Then he heard a very familiar throat clear itself at the bedroom door. He looked up in terror. It was Veronica with a strange look in her eyes. She looked at him like he was a lab experiment or something.
“Veronica!”
“Shut up, Gene!” she snapped.
His wife was wearing the knee-length cotton skirt and blouse she’d had on when she left earlier. What was she doing back here? She was supposed to be on an airplane.
Jeannie was so mortified to be looking up at his wife as he knelt on their marital bed, to have her to see him like this: whore’s makeup and nearly naked in slutty lingerie with a huge erection, her friend and grad student st
I see two distinct camps beginning to form down here:
1. People who go about expressing their opinions over style and content in a way that doesn’t come off as an opinionated criticism, instead presenting as an outright attack or what sounds like a demand for change in the content.
and 2. The simps who so vehemently and blindly defend the change in style and counter any legit opinionated criticism with autistic screeching of ‘entitled’ or being ‘owed free art’ like anyone is really demanding that.
There has been an obvious shift in style when you compare Shad’s older stuff to what he puts out now, it’s literally an observable change that can’t be denied. IMHO I think the pinnicle, at least with what’s been provided, was in the Incredibles and/or Goth era(s), but just because style and theme changed doesn’t mean I won’t keep an eye on what’s new.
Keep criticisms civil and well mannered. Make suggestions without making demands. Understand context and don’t attack people, only ideas. And, last but certainly not least, DON’T BE A SIMP. It’s porn for fucks sake!
Thank you Uncle Adolf. Good assessment.
Faggot
sitting for them, but in reality the young lesbian had gone into Gene’s computer. Veronica agreed that they had to know what her husband fantasized, if they were to be successful.
Veronica had gone back to teaching classes and Lucy attending classes. Gene had been left to his own devices; as far as either woman knew he was either job hunting or jerking off to porn. Today Veronica had packed an overnight bag and told Gene she was flying to Los Angeles for an academic symposium. As far as Gene knew he had the house to himself for the entire weekend.
He’d dropped Veronica at the airport an hour ago. Discreetly Lucy had followed him from the terminal to the Hustler Las Vegas adult store on the other side of the freeway. Thirty minutes later he walked out with two bags. Lucy kept her distance as he drove back home. She gave him twenty minutes and went in through the back, tiptoeing into the master bedroom.
He was sitting on the bed unpacking two Hustler shopping bags when she walked in, carrying the medium sized duffel bag that had been in the back seat of her car. She wore a knee-high black dress with a zipper down the front. Her shapely legs looked perfect in black stockings, and she wore leather pumps to match. Underneath her dress Lucy was dressed far more provocatively.
“L-Lucy,” he began lamely. “What are you doing here?” One of the bags had a big assortment of sexpot lingerie
“I’m catching you red-handed, Jeannie,” she grinned. “That’s what.”
In a subsequent call to Juanita, the MILF professor had gotten details of what her husband did with the shemale. Veronica had told her it was so she could try things Gene liked in the bedroom. The MILF passed everything she learned on to Lucy, including the “Jeannie” name that Juanita called him when he was crossdressed.
“You’ve got the wrong idea! This is for Veronica,” he protested.
“Don’t bother. I know about all of the crossdresser porn on your computer and everything you’ve been doing. And now you are going to do everything single I say. Everything, Jeannie.”
Gene looked shocked. “Where did you hear that name?”
“From Juanita,” Lucy smirked. “I told you. I know everything. Strip completely.”
“I… I can’t. My wife. I…”
“How ironic you mention Veronica. She’s the reason you’re going to do exactly what I tell you. Your sex addiction, getting fired, that was bad enough. But cheating on her again and again? It’s grounds for a ruinous divorce. She’ll get everything.”
“Wh-what make you think she doesn’t already know about me?”
Lucy produced a cell phone. “Let’s try calling her then.”
“No! Please!”
“Just so you know, I spent days going through your computer while you were both in Hawaii. Trust me when I say I know how deep your deviance goes. It will all come out in divorce court. Every dirty little secret of yours.”
“You can’t! Please! I—”
“Shut up you little slutty bitch,” she snapped. “I’m only going to say this once. I’m in a position to ruin your marriage and your social standing. Your complete and total compliance are your only hope to save both.”
A tear snaked out of his eye as he looked helplessly at her. “What do you want?”
“I’m going to indulge all of your fantasies whether you’re ready for them or not. My master’s thesis is on deviant sexuality, so I’m quite fascinated. I want to do more than interview and study. I want real hands-on experience. So for the next week, you’re my slave. I’m going to have my way with you. So you don’t get the idea this is totally selfish, I’m doing this for Veronica, too.”
“But Lucy—Ow!” he cried as she slapped his face.
“You will speak only when spoken to, Jeannie. Do you understand me? Say, ‘Yes, Mistress Lucy’ if you understand.”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy,” he whimpered, simultaneously horrified that his cock had never been harder.
“If you have anything to ask, you will ask permission to speak. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Now that you understand your true place is there anything else you’d like to ask me, sissy slave?”
“What about my wife finding out, Mistress? And how is making me your slave… how is it for Veronica… Mistress Lucy?”
“Excellent. Regarding your wife, I think you’d best let me worry about that. After all, this is my idea. And if all goes well, it will work out to her benefit. Do you know what an intervention is, Jeannie?”
“Sort of, Mistress.”
“It’s where an addict is confronted with his behavior and forced to do something about it. In the case of alcohol and other drugs that something is usually a rehab, but there’s no rehab for sex addicts like you. I think your best chance of a recovery is aversion therapy.” Her eyes gleamed scarily.
“Ma’am?” he quavered in fear, understanding.
“You’re going to get so much kinky sex it’s either going to cure your obsession with deviance forever… or you’re going to cross so far over the line you’re going to have no choice but turn into a creature like that Juanita.”
He felt all the blood rush out of his head in a wave of flushed, tingling skin, taking his heart into a gallop that made his breathing shake. “Oh my god!” Everything he’d ever fantasized about was on his PC. To get to live that out—to be forced to…
“We’re going to get a good start this weekend, but it’s not going to let up. All next week Veronica will be putting in normal hours, whereas I’ll be much more free. We’ll cover our schedule for the next week later. Does that answer that question, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“So don’t worry about your wife. Do you have any other questions?”
“No, Mistress Lucy. Thank you, Mistress Lucy.”
“Excellent, slut. Follow me.”
Back in the bedroom she made him kneel on the carpet while she unzipped and stepped out of her dress. Underneath her fashionable outfit she wore a garter belt, bra and thong panties—all black satin. The bra was a shelf-style, so her lovely 36C breasts and meaty nipples were on full display. It was an outfit calculated to excite both the woman wearing it and anyone looking on.
Her nipples were erect at how thrilled she was to be doing this. She knew this was more than “curing” Gene. She reveled in the sexual thrill at her power over him. She had to admit that part of her not only hoped this not only didn’t cure him but that it led to an ongoing female-dominant household.
She gave him a cruel yet delighted smile. “Strip. And don’t waste my time.”
Gene’s clothes came off in a hurry but he slowed down when he got to his panties, and she could see why—his erection strained at the nylon fabric. She was pleased to see how much this was turning him on seemed pleased.
“Don’t be ashamed of your boner, Jeannie. I’m glad you have one, so take off your clothes and kneel on the carpet.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?” he whined, getting to his knees with his cock jutting out toward the ceiling.
“Anyone who has that many photos of men and sissies giving head has a serious need to suck some cock just like a sissy bitch. A sissy doesn’t deserve a man’s name like Gene, not a cocksucking sissy like you Jeannie.” She was happy to see his shock. “What’s the matter, slut? Think a grad student doesn’t know how to talk dirty? Believe me, I’ve heard talk you wouldn’t believe. And I have seen things… oooh, well, let’s just say I’m completely comfortable with all this.”
He turned pale and swooned with dizziness. “Oh my god!”
“Oh, stop, slut. You’re going to love it. Now get in there and run the bath water.”
She followed him in and squirted in some bath salts as it filled, telling him to stop it when it was a third full. “Meanwhile get out some baby oil and the razors Veronica uses on her legs.”
While Gene rushed to find the items Lucy got a bottle of perfume. She let four drops fall into the bathwater. “I want my slave girl to smell good,” she explained. “Now get in there and start shaving.”
Twenty minutes later he toweled dry his perfumed and smooth body. His dick hadn’t gone down the entire time. She had him kneel at the foot of the bed in front of a hand mirror and talked him through putting on makeup. She reached into the duffel bag for false eyelashes, red press-on nails and a sexy blonde wig.
By the time he was done Lucy could barely believe the handiwork of his total transformation. Gene knelt there totally nude and looking pretty sweet for a thirty-five year old man in drag. His cock was still fully hard too. “Damn, Jeannie! You make a real hot slut. All you need are some breast implants and you could turn tricks like any tranny prostitute. Come over to the mirror.”
His breath quickened and his dick got harder at that thought.
She stood by the sliding closet door, which was one huge mirror. For a moment Lucy thought he was going to faint, but when she looked at his expression she didn’t see shock. Her mentor’s husband was in pure rapture. She could almost hear what was going on in his head.
* * *
Jeannie stood at the closet mirror and shuddered with dizzy pleasure. He’d never imagined he could look this much like a woman—a sexy woman that any guy would want to get into bed. He wondered if she was going to make him do anything like that. Sucking Juanita’s cock was one thing, but…
“You’re very beautiful, Jeannie,” Lucy said kindly.
“Th-thank you, Mistress,” he whimpered, tears welling up. Whatever uncertainty he felt about what Lucy might do, he couldn’t get over how happy he was with this near stranger dressing him up.
“Let’s see what you bought,” Lucy said, going through the bags.
She chose a matched set of black see-thru nylon, a bra, garter belt, stockings and crotchless panties. She helped him into the foreign garments, telling him he would be a pro at dressing and doing his makeup by the end of the weekend. It was embarrassing that his hard dick stuck out of his crotchless panties, but it seemed to please Lucy.
She looked at the pile on the bed and into the bags, shaking her head. “No shoes, Jeannie?” With a self-pleased smile she went into her duffel bag and pulled out open toe sandals with four-inch heels and threw them in front of him. “Put them on.”
Once he got them on he was a bit wobbly but when she stood him back in front of the mirror he nearly gasped. He looked like any shemale porn star with a feminine face, sexy lingerie and a rigid, throbbing cock. He looked at her for approval. She shook her head.
“Not quite, but almost.” She pulled breast forms, D-cup soft silicone that must have cost at least $120. “Take off your bra, slave,” she ordered. She then pulled out a spray can and gave the back of the first breast a thick coat before the placed it carefully over the right nipple of his shaved chest, and she ordered him to hold it in place.
It smelled like some sort of adhesive and it felt sticky as he felt it cling to him. Then she did the other one, and soon he was clutching both lifelike silicone tits to him. She a smile tinged with mischief she pulled a riding crop from her bag and began swatting the head of his cock from underneath. Each whack hurt for several long seconds and then it began to feel good. He moaned with each whack she gave him.
“Feel good sissy slut?”
“Oh, yes! Yes, Mistress Lucy!”
She started teasing his balls and cockshaft with the crop, making him whimper. As she concentrated the erotic friction under his cockhead my moaning took on a high, desperate quality and his thighs jerked and shuddered as he felt an orgasm starting to build to the point of no return. All of a sudden she stopped.
“Almost ready to spurt your sissy cream everywhere?”
“Oh, y-yes, Mistress!”
She pulled the crop away. “You’ll have to earn that. For now, let’s check those boobs. Take your right hand away and let’s see.”
Slowly he took his right hand away from the silicone breast. It hung from his chest, dangling like a real tit but stuck firmly to his skin. Mistress Lucy took the breast form in her hand and gave it a gentle tug, stretching his skin out to show it was quite secure. She nodded at the second one, which also held. She stroked the soft, pliant silicone and was thrilled to feel that friction transfer to his nipples.
“Sissy slut has titties now. Do you like that, Jeannie?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Put your bra back on,” she ordered. “Do it like I showed you.”
Making sure it wasn’t twisted or inside out, he pulled the bra around from the back, fastened the hooks and turned it around so the cups were under his new breasts. He snugged it up and fed one tit at a time into the sexy, low-cut slings and then pulled the straps over his shoulders.
“You certainly do look like a slutty girl, Jeannie. Now it’s time to make you into my bitch. Get on the end of the bed on all fours. Face the headboard. Good. Your knees right up on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Now spread those knees far apart.”
He heard her rummage through her duffel again, followed by the “splootch” of something viscous being squeezed. And then there it was, her wet slippery finger coating his excited asshole with some kind of lubricant. She ordered him to relax and breathe deeply as she began to push her finger inside of him. He moaned softly at the hot, dirty feeling of her invading his rectum.
“You love having your sissy hole violated, don’t you slut?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Then this is your lucky day.”
He again heard her rustling in her duffel and this time he turned to see her pull out a dildo harness with a medium sized, very realistic looking cock attached. He’d stuck a finger up his ass a few times when he’d beat off but never had he….
He shuddered with anticipation as she stepped into the harness and tightened the straps around her waist and thighs, and began lubing up the dildo. The cock looked so lifelike it was easy to imagine his wife’s grad student as a shemale. He looked at the eight-inch long dildo, noting it was close in size to Juanita’s brown cock. He’d fantasized about being fucked by her, and now another young woman was going to take his anal virginity. He licked his lips.
“You want this, don’t you, you little slut, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Then beg for it, slave girl slut. Explicitly. Don’t leave me any doubt what you’re begging for. Beg for it like you’re begging for your life.”
“Oh, please, Mistress Lucy! Oh please fuck my hot little sissy hole! I want you to fuck me so much with you big dick! Please turn me into your bitch.”
“You want it don’t you?”
“Oh god, yes, Mistress Lucy!”
“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you Jeannie?”
“I’m your horny little slut, Mistress Lucy! Please, oh please, oh please fuck me!”
“My pleasure, slut girl.”
He waited kneel on all fours on the foot of the bed, his knees spread wide and his shins hanging over the edge. He imagined what he must look like in this pose, wearing the slutty lingerie he bought, the wig and all that makeup. His boner still protruded rock hard out of the crotchless panties. Then he felt the warmth of her nude hips behind him, her soft hands parting his shaved asscheeks.
He shivered when the fat tip of the dildo touched his hot, slippery asshole. Whimpering and not caring how it sounded, he again begged her to fuck him. He groaned loudly and deeply as she slowly pushed the latex cock deep inside of his hungry ass. Slowly she worked it in and out as his voice climbed in pitch and timbre.
He practically scared himself at how much like a desperately horny girl he sounded. He cried out for her to fuck him harder and faster, wanting her to own him completely. He was her hot sissy slut, and he suddenly didn’t give a goddamn about being a husband or even a man.
The exquisite friction of that cock-like dildo forcing its way deep up his horny anal canal pushed him over some line of sexual abandon. He was seized by insatiable feral desires that previously only filled his head during masturbation when his hot fantasies crossed over into forbidden territory. Right now he was willing to do anything sexual. He wished he could turn completely into a girl so she could fuck his vagina, so he go could go down on her pussy, fully as a lesbian.
“You’re a sissy slut, aren’t you?” the young woman demanded.
“Yes, Mistress!”
“A horny sex slave who’d do anything, aren’t you?”
“Oh god yes, Mistress!”
“You have no shame, do you slave?”
“No Mistress!”
“So if I pulled this dildo out of your ass and ordered you to suck it, you’d love to—isn’t that right sissy slave?”
“Uhh… Mistress?” he whimpered.
“What’s the problem Jeannie? Veronica told me all about you sticking your tongue up her ass a good ten-fifteen minutes. Is your wife’s butt somehow cleaner than your own? Certainly her asshole is far more worthy of worship than yours, however that’s beside the point. I want to know if you just lied to me when you agreed that you’re horny sex slave who’d do anything.”
All of a sudden he realized his passion had carried him way beyond his limits. He was still horny and whimpering from her deep fucking his ass, but his look was one of shock and even dread. He felt his expression twist into one of abject pleading, hoping she was only kidding him. He saw the triumph in her eyes.
“Now Jeannie, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for spoiling my master’s thesis research would you? You, the horny little slut? What would Veronica think?”
She reached under and stroked his throbbing cock as she continued to fuck his hot sissy hole. He moaned as much as in erotic pleasure as in despair at his situation. He’d seen ass-to-mouth plenty in porn and knew it wasn’t especially unhealthy but still the idea of giving head to a dildo that had been in his ass…
“No, I can’t. I won’t. Look, I don’t care. Go ahead. Tell my wife.”
Lucy giggled loudly. “Tell her yourself.”
“Wha… What?” Jeannie whined.
Then he heard a very familiar throat clear itself at the bedroom door. He looked up in terror. It was Veronica with a strange look in her eyes. She looked at him like he was a lab experiment or something.
“Veronica!”
“Shut up, Gene!” she snapped.
His wife was wearing the knee-length cotton skirt and blouse she’d had on when she left earlier. What was she doing back here? She was supposed to be on an airplane.
Jeannie was so mortified to be looking up at his wife as he knelt on their marital bed, to have her to see him like this: whore’s makeup and nearly naked in slutty lingerie with a huge erection, her friend and grad student st
From the novella SISSY SEX ADDICT…
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Just after 3 p.m. Lucy quietly let herself in via the back door using the key Veronica gave her. It had been six days since Lucy had picked her and Gene up from McCarran Airport. Veronica had told him Lucy had been housesitting for them, but in reality the young lesbian had gone into Gene’s computer. Veronica agreed that they had to know what her husband fantasized, if they were to be successful.
Veronica had gone back to teaching classes and Lucy attending classes. Gene had been left to his own devices; as far as either woman knew he was either job hunting or jerking off to porn. Today Veronica had packed an overnight bag and told Gene she was flying to Los Angeles for an academic symposium. As far as Gene knew he had the house to himself for the entire weekend.
He’d dropped Veronica at the airport an hour ago. Discreetly Lucy had followed him from the terminal to the Hustler Las Vegas adult store on the other side of the freeway. Thirty minutes later he walked out with two bags. Lucy kept her distance as he drove back home. She gave him twenty minutes and went in through the back, tiptoeing into the master bedroom.
He was sitting on the bed unpacking two Hustler shopping bags when she walked in, carrying the medium sized duffel bag that had been in the back seat of her car. She wore a knee-high black dress with a zipper down the front. Her shapely legs looked perfect in black stockings, and she wore leather pumps to match. Underneath her dress Lucy was dressed far more provocatively.
“L-Lucy,” he began lamely. “What are you doing here?” One of the bags had a big assortment of sexpot lingerie
“I’m catching you red-handed, Jeannie,” she grinned. “That’s what.”
In a subsequent call to Juanita, the MILF professor had gotten details of what her husband did with the shemale. Veronica had told her it was so she could try things Gene liked in the bedroom. The MILF passed everything she learned on to Lucy, including the “Jeannie” name that Juanita called him when he was crossdressed.
“You’ve got the wrong idea! This is for Veronica,” he protested.
“Don’t bother. I know about all of the crossdresser porn on your computer and everything you’ve been doing. And now you are going to do everything single I say. Everything, Jeannie.”
Gene looked shocked. “Where did you hear that name?”
“From Juanita,” Lucy smirked. “I told you. I know everything. Strip completely.”
“I… I can’t. My wife. I…”
“How ironic you mention Veronica. She’s the reason you’re going to do exactly what I tell you. Your sex addiction, getting fired, that was bad enough. But cheating on her again and again? It’s grounds for a ruinous divorce. She’ll get everything.”
“Wh-what make you think she doesn’t already know about me?”
Lucy produced a cell phone. “Let’s try calling her then.”
“No! Please!”
“Just so you know, I spent days going through your computer while you were both in Hawaii. Trust me when I say I know how deep your deviance goes. It will all come out in divorce court. Every dirty little secret of yours.”
“You can’t! Please! I—”
“Shut up you little slutty bitch,” she snapped. “I’m only going to say this once. I’m in a position to ruin your marriage and your social standing. Your complete and total compliance are your only hope to save both.”
A tear snaked out of his eye as he looked helplessly at her. “What do you want?”
“I’m going to indulge all of your fantasies whether you’re ready for them or not. My master’s thesis is on deviant sexuality, so I’m quite fascinated. I want to do more than interview and study. I want real hands-on experience. So for the next week, you’re my slave. I’m going to have my way with you. So you don’t get the idea this is totally selfish, I’m doing this for Veronica, too.”
“But Lucy—Ow!” he cried as she slapped his face.
“You will speak only when spoken to, Jeannie. Do you understand me? Say, ‘Yes, Mistress Lucy’ if you understand.”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy,” he whimpered, simultaneously horrified that his cock had never been harder.
“If you have anything to ask, you will ask permission to speak. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Now that you understand your true place is there anything else you’d like to ask me, sissy slave?”
“What about my wife finding out, Mistress? And how is making me your slave… how is it for Veronica… Mistress Lucy?”
“Excellent. Regarding your wife, I think you’d best let me worry about that. After all, this is my idea. And if all goes well, it will work out to her benefit. Do you know what an intervention is, Jeannie?”
“Sort of, Mistress.”
“It’s where an addict is confronted with his behavior and forced to do something about it. In the case of alcohol and other drugs that something is usually a rehab, but there’s no rehab for sex addicts like you. I think your best chance of a recovery is aversion therapy.” Her eyes gleamed scarily.
“Ma’am?” he quavered in fear, understanding.
“You’re going to get so much kinky sex it’s either going to cure your obsession with deviance forever… or you’re going to cross so far over the line you’re going to have no choice but turn into a creature like that Juanita.”
He felt all the blood rush out of his head in a wave of flushed, tingling skin, taking his heart into a gallop that made his breathing shake. “Oh my god!” Everything he’d ever fantasized about was on his PC. To get to live that out—to be forced to…
“We’re going to get a good start this weekend, but it’s not going to let up. All next week Veronica will be putting in normal hours, whereas I’ll be much more free. We’ll cover our schedule for the next week later. Does that answer that question, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“So don’t worry about your wife. Do you have any other questions?”
“No, Mistress Lucy. Thank you, Mistress Lucy.”
“Excellent, slut. Follow me.”
Back in the bedroom she made him kneel on the carpet while she unzipped and stepped out of her dress. Underneath her fashionable outfit she wore a garter belt, bra and thong panties—all black satin. The bra was a shelf-style, so her lovely 36C breasts and meaty nipples were on full display. It was an outfit calculated to excite both the woman wearing it and anyone looking on.
Her nipples were erect at how thrilled she was to be doing this. She knew this was more than “curing” Gene. She reveled in the sexual thrill at her power over him. She had to admit that part of her not only hoped this not only didn’t cure him but that it led to an ongoing female-dominant household.
She gave him a cruel yet delighted smile. “Strip. And don’t waste my time.”
Gene’s clothes came off in a hurry but he slowed down when he got to his panties, and she could see why—his erection strained at the nylon fabric. She was pleased to see how much this was turning him on seemed pleased.
“Don’t be ashamed of your boner, Jeannie. I’m glad you have one, so take off your clothes and kneel on the carpet.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?” he whined, getting to his knees with his cock jutting out toward the ceiling.
“Anyone who has that many photos of men and sissies giving head has a serious need to suck some cock just like a sissy bitch. A sissy doesn’t deserve a man’s name like Gene, not a cocksucking sissy like you Jeannie.” She was happy to see his shock. “What’s the matter, slut? Think a grad student doesn’t know how to talk dirty? Believe me, I’ve heard talk you wouldn’t believe. And I have seen things… oooh, well, let’s just say I’m completely comfortable with all this.”
He turned pale and swooned with dizziness. “Oh my god!”
“Oh, stop, slut. You’re going to love it. Now get in there and run the bath water.”
She followed him in and squirted in some bath salts as it filled, telling him to stop it when it was a third full. “Meanwhile get out some baby oil and the razors Veronica uses on her legs.”
While Gene rushed to find the items Lucy got a bottle of perfume. She let four drops fall into the bathwater. “I want my slave girl to smell good,” she explained. “Now get in there and start shaving.”
Twenty minutes later he toweled dry his perfumed and smooth body. His dick hadn’t gone down the entire time. She had him kneel at the foot of the bed in front of a hand mirror and talked him through putting on makeup. She reached into the duffel bag for false eyelashes, red press-on nails and a sexy blonde wig.
By the time he was done Lucy could barely believe the handiwork of his total transformation. Gene knelt there totally nude and looking pretty sweet for a thirty-five year old man in drag. His cock was still fully hard too. “Damn, Jeannie! You make a real hot slut. All you need are some breast implants and you could turn tricks like any tranny prostitute. Come over to the mirror.”
His breath quickened and his dick got harder at that thought.
She stood by the sliding closet door, which was one huge mirror. For a moment Lucy thought he was going to faint, but when she looked at his expression she didn’t see shock. Her mentor’s husband was in pure rapture. She could almost hear what was going on in his head.
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Jeannie stood at the closet mirror and shuddered with dizzy pleasure. He’d never imagined he could look this much like a woman—a sexy woman that any guy would want to get into bed. He wondered if she was going to make him do anything like that. Sucking Juanita’s cock was one thing, but…
“You’re very beautiful, Jeannie,” Lucy said kindly.
“Th-thank you, Mistress,” he whimpered, tears welling up. Whatever uncertainty he felt about what Lucy might do, he couldn’t get over how happy he was with this near stranger dressing him up.
“Let’s see what you bought,” Lucy said, going through the bags.
She chose a matched set of black see-thru nylon, a bra, garter belt, stockings and crotchless panties. She helped him into the foreign garments, telling him he would be a pro at dressing and doing his makeup by the end of the weekend. It was embarrassing that his hard dick stuck out of his crotchless panties, but it seemed to please Lucy.
She looked at the pile on the bed and into the bags, shaking her head. “No shoes, Jeannie?” With a self-pleased smile she went into her duffel bag and pulled out open toe sandals with four-inch heels and threw them in front of him. “Put them on.”
Once he got them on he was a bit wobbly but when she stood him back in front of the mirror he nearly gasped. He looked like any shemale porn star with a feminine face, sexy lingerie and a rigid, throbbing cock. He looked at her for approval. She shook her head.
“Not quite, but almost.” She pulled breast forms, D-cup soft silicone that must have cost at least $120. “Take off your bra, slave,” she ordered. She then pulled out a spray can and gave the back of the first breast a thick coat before the placed it carefully over the right nipple of his shaved chest, and she ordered him to hold it in place.
It smelled like some sort of adhesive and it felt sticky as he felt it cling to him. Then she did the other one, and soon he was clutching both lifelike silicone tits to him. She a smile tinged with mischief she pulled a riding crop from her bag and began swatting the head of his cock from underneath. Each whack hurt for several long seconds and then it began to feel good. He moaned with each whack she gave him.
“Feel good sissy slut?”
“Oh, yes! Yes, Mistress Lucy!”
She started teasing his balls and cockshaft with the crop, making him whimper. As she concentrated the erotic friction under his cockhead my moaning took on a high, desperate quality and his thighs jerked and shuddered as he felt an orgasm starting to build to the point of no return. All of a sudden she stopped.
“Almost ready to spurt your sissy cream everywhere?”
“Oh, y-yes, Mistress!”
She pulled the crop away. “You’ll have to earn that. For now, let’s check those boobs. Take your right hand away and let’s see.”
Slowly he took his right hand away from the silicone breast. It hung from his chest, dangling like a real tit but stuck firmly to his skin. Mistress Lucy took the breast form in her hand and gave it a gentle tug, stretching his skin out to show it was quite secure. She nodded at the second one, which also held. She stroked the soft, pliant silicone and was thrilled to feel that friction transfer to his nipples.
“Sissy slut has titties now. Do you like that, Jeannie?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Put your bra back on,” she ordered. “Do it like I showed you.”
Making sure it wasn’t twisted or inside out, he pulled the bra around from the back, fastened the hooks and turned it around so the cups were under his new breasts. He snugged it up and fed one tit at a time into the sexy, low-cut slings and then pulled the straps over his shoulders.
“You certainly do look like a slutty girl, Jeannie. Now it’s time to make you into my bitch. Get on the end of the bed on all fours. Face the headboard. Good. Your knees right up on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Now spread those knees far apart.”
He heard her rummage through her duffel again, followed by the “splootch” of something viscous being squeezed. And then there it was, her wet slippery finger coating his excited asshole with some kind of lubricant. She ordered him to relax and breathe deeply as she began to push her finger inside of him. He moaned softly at the hot, dirty feeling of her invading his rectum.
“You love having your sissy hole violated, don’t you slut?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Then this is your lucky day.”
He again heard her rustling in her duffel and this time he turned to see her pull out a dildo harness with a medium sized, very realistic looking cock attached. He’d stuck a finger up his ass a few times when he’d beat off but never had he….
He shuddered with anticipation as she stepped into the harness and tightened the straps around her waist and thighs, and began lubing up the dildo. The cock looked so lifelike it was easy to imagine his wife’s grad student as a shemale. He looked at the eight-inch long dildo, noting it was close in size to Juanita’s brown cock. He’d fantasized about being fucked by her, and now another young woman was going to take his anal virginity. He licked his lips.
“You want this, don’t you, you little slut, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Then beg for it, slave girl slut. Explicitly. Don’t leave me any doubt what you’re begging for. Beg for it like you’re begging for your life.”
“Oh, please, Mistress Lucy! Oh please fuck my hot little sissy hole! I want you to fuck me so much with you big dick! Please turn me into your bitch.”
“You want it don’t you?”
“Oh god, yes, Mistress Lucy!”
“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you Jeannie?”
“I’m your horny little slut, Mistress Lucy! Please, oh please, oh please fuck me!”
“My pleasure, slut girl.”
He waited kneel on all fours on the foot of the bed, his knees spread wide and his shins hanging over the edge. He imagined what he must look like in this pose, wearing the slutty lingerie he bought, the wig and all that makeup. His boner still protruded rock hard out of the crotchless panties. Then he felt the warmth of her nude hips behind him, her soft hands parting his shaved asscheeks.
He shivered when the fat tip of the dildo touched his hot, slippery asshole. Whimpering and not caring how it sounded, he again begged her to fuck him. He groaned loudly and deeply as she slowly pushed the latex cock deep inside of his hungry ass. Slowly she worked it in and out as his voice climbed in pitch and timbre.
He practically scared himself at how much like a desperately horny girl he sounded. He cried out for her to fuck him harder and faster, wanting her to own him completely. He was her hot sissy slut, and he suddenly didn’t give a goddamn about being a husband or even a man.
The exquisite friction of that cock-like dildo forcing its way deep up his horny anal canal pushed him over some line of sexual abandon. He was seized by insatiable feral desires that previously only filled his head during masturbation when his hot fantasies crossed over into forbidden territory. Right now he was willing to do anything sexual. He wished he could turn completely into a girl so she could fuck his vagina, so he go could go down on her pussy, fully as a lesbian.
“You’re a sissy slut, aren’t you?” the young woman demanded.
“Yes, Mistress!”
“A horny sex slave who’d do anything, aren’t you?”
“Oh god yes, Mistress!”
“You have no shame, do you slave?”
“No Mistress!”
“So if I pulled this dildo out of your ass and ordered you to suck it, you’d love to—isn’t that right sissy slave?”
“Uhh… Mistress?” he whimpered.
“What’s the problem Jeannie? Veronica told me all about you sticking your tongue up her ass a good ten-fifteen minutes. Is your wife’s butt somehow cleaner than your own? Certainly her asshole is far more worthy of worship than yours, however that’s beside the point. I want to know if you just lied to me when you agreed that you’re horny sex slave who’d do anything.”
All of a sudden he realized his passion had carried him way beyond his limits. He was still horny and whimpering from her deep fucking his ass, but his look was one of shock and even dread. He felt his expression twist into one of abject pleading, hoping she was only kidding him. He saw the triumph in her eyes.
“Now Jeannie, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for spoiling my master’s thesis research would you? You, the horny little slut? What would Veronica think?”
She reached under and stroked his throbbing cock as she continued to fuck his hot sissy hole. He moaned as much as in erotic pleasure as in despair at his situation. He’d seen ass-to-mouth plenty in porn and knew it wasn’t especially unhealthy but still the idea of giving head to a dildo that had been in his ass…
“No, I can’t. I won’t. Look, I don’t care. Go ahead. Tell my wife.”
Lucy giggled loudly. “Tell her yourself.”
“Wha… What?” Jeannie whined.
Then he heard a very familiar throat clear itself at the bedroom door. He looked up in terror. It was Veronica with a strange look in her eyes. She looked at him like he was a lab experiment or something.
“Veronica!”
“Shut up, Gene!” she snapped.
His wife was wearing the knee-length cotton skirt and blouse she’d had on when she left earlier. What was she doing back here? She was supposed to be on an airplane.
Jeannie was so mortified to be looking up at his wife as he knelt on their marital bed, to have her to see him like this: whore’s makeup and nearly naked in slutty lingerie with a huge erection, her friend and grad student standing behind him, also mostly naked and wearing a strap on dildo that was buried deep up inside him, and him begging to be fucked like a little slut.
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picked her and Gene up from McCarran Airport. Veronica had told him Lucy had been housesitting for them, but in reality the young lesbian had gone into Gene’s computer. Veronica agreed that they had to know what her husband fantasized, if they were to be successful.
Veronica had gone back to teaching classes and Lucy attending classes. Gene had been left to his own devices; as far as either woman knew he was either job hunting or jerking off to porn. Today Veronica had packed an overnight bag and told Gene she was flying to Los Angeles for an academic symposium. As far as Gene knew he had the house to himself for the entire weekend.
He’d dropped Veronica at the airport an hour ago. Discreetly Lucy had followed him from the terminal to the Hustler Las Vegas adult store on the other side of the freeway. Thirty minutes later he walked out with two bags. Lucy kept her distance as he drove back home. She gave him twenty minutes and went in through the back, tiptoeing into the master bedroom.
He was sitting on the bed unpacking two Hustler shopping bags when she walked in, carrying the medium sized duffel bag that had been in the back seat of her car. She wore a knee-high black dress with a zipper down the front. Her shapely legs looked perfect in black stockings, and she wore leather pumps to match. Underneath her dress Lucy was dressed far more provocatively.
“L-Lucy,” he began lamely. “What are you doing here?” One of the bags had a big assortment of sexpot lingerie
“I’m catching you red-handed, Jeannie,” she grinned. “That’s what.”
In a subsequent call to Juanita, the MILF professor had gotten details of what her husband did with the shemale. Veronica had told her it was so she could try things Gene liked in the bedroom. The MILF passed everything she learned on to Lucy, including the “Jeannie” name that Juanita called him when he was crossdressed.
“You’ve got the wrong idea! This is for Veronica,” he protested.
“Don’t bother. I know about all of the crossdresser porn on your computer and everything you’ve been doing. And now you are going to do everything single I say. Everything, Jeannie.”
Gene looked shocked. “Where did you hear that name?”
“From Juanita,” Lucy smirked. “I told you. I know everything. Strip completely.”
“I… I can’t. My wife. I…”
“How ironic you mention Veronica. She’s the reason you’re going to do exactly what I tell you. Your sex addiction, getting fired, that was bad enough. But cheating on her again and again? It’s grounds for a ruinous divorce. She’ll get everything.”
“Wh-what make you think she doesn’t already know about me?”
Lucy produced a cell phone. “Let’s try calling her then.”
“No! Please!”
“Just so you know, I spent days going through your computer while you were both in Hawaii. Trust me when I say I know how deep your deviance goes. It will all come out in divorce court. Every dirty little secret of yours.”
“You can’t! Please! I—”
“Shut up you little slutty bitch,” she snapped. “I’m only going to say this once. I’m in a position to ruin your marriage and your social standing. Your complete and total compliance are your only hope to save both.”
A tear snaked out of his eye as he looked helplessly at her. “What do you want?”
“I’m going to indulge all of your fantasies whether you’re ready for them or not. My master’s thesis is on deviant sexuality, so I’m quite fascinated. I want to do more than interview and study. I want real hands-on experience. So for the next week, you’re my slave. I’m going to have my way with you. So you don’t get the idea this is totally selfish, I’m doing this for Veronica, too.”
“But Lucy—Ow!” he cried as she slapped his face.
“You will speak only when spoken to, Jeannie. Do you understand me? Say, ‘Yes, Mistress Lucy’ if you understand.”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy,” he whimpered, simultaneously horrified that his cock had never been harder.
“If you have anything to ask, you will ask permission to speak. Understand?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Now that you understand your true place is there anything else you’d like to ask me, sissy slave?”
“What about my wife finding out, Mistress? And how is making me your slave… how is it for Veronica… Mistress Lucy?”
“Excellent. Regarding your wife, I think you’d best let me worry about that. After all, this is my idea. And if all goes well, it will work out to her benefit. Do you know what an intervention is, Jeannie?”
“Sort of, Mistress.”
“It’s where an addict is confronted with his behavior and forced to do something about it. In the case of alcohol and other drugs that something is usually a rehab, but there’s no rehab for sex addicts like you. I think your best chance of a recovery is aversion therapy.” Her eyes gleamed scarily.
“Ma’am?” he quavered in fear, understanding.
“You’re going to get so much kinky sex it’s either going to cure your obsession with deviance forever… or you’re going to cross so far over the line you’re going to have no choice but turn into a creature like that Juanita.”
He felt all the blood rush out of his head in a wave of flushed, tingling skin, taking his heart into a gallop that made his breathing shake. “Oh my god!” Everything he’d ever fantasized about was on his PC. To get to live that out—to be forced to…
“We’re going to get a good start this weekend, but it’s not going to let up. All next week Veronica will be putting in normal hours, whereas I’ll be much more free. We’ll cover our schedule for the next week later. Does that answer that question, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“So don’t worry about your wife. Do you have any other questions?”
“No, Mistress Lucy. Thank you, Mistress Lucy.”
“Excellent, slut. Follow me.”
Back in the bedroom she made him kneel on the carpet while she unzipped and stepped out of her dress. Underneath her fashionable outfit she wore a garter belt, bra and thong panties—all black satin. The bra was a shelf-style, so her lovely 36C breasts and meaty nipples were on full display. It was an outfit calculated to excite both the woman wearing it and anyone looking on.
Her nipples were erect at how thrilled she was to be doing this. She knew this was more than “curing” Gene. She reveled in the sexual thrill at her power over him. She had to admit that part of her not only hoped this not only didn’t cure him but that it led to an ongoing female-dominant household.
She gave him a cruel yet delighted smile. “Strip. And don’t waste my time.”
Gene’s clothes came off in a hurry but he slowed down when he got to his panties, and she could see why—his erection strained at the nylon fabric. She was pleased to see how much this was turning him on seemed pleased.
“Don’t be ashamed of your boner, Jeannie. I’m glad you have one, so take off your clothes and kneel on the carpet.”
“Why do you keep calling me that?” he whined, getting to his knees with his cock jutting out toward the ceiling.
“Anyone who has that many photos of men and sissies giving head has a serious need to suck some cock just like a sissy bitch. A sissy doesn’t deserve a man’s name like Gene, not a cocksucking sissy like you Jeannie.” She was happy to see his shock. “What’s the matter, slut? Think a grad student doesn’t know how to talk dirty? Believe me, I’ve heard talk you wouldn’t believe. And I have seen things… oooh, well, let’s just say I’m completely comfortable with all this.”
He turned pale and swooned with dizziness. “Oh my god!”
“Oh, stop, slut. You’re going to love it. Now get in there and run the bath water.”
She followed him in and squirted in some bath salts as it filled, telling him to stop it when it was a third full. “Meanwhile get out some baby oil and the razors Veronica uses on her legs.”
While Gene rushed to find the items Lucy got a bottle of perfume. She let four drops fall into the bathwater. “I want my slave girl to smell good,” she explained. “Now get in there and start shaving.”
Twenty minutes later he toweled dry his perfumed and smooth body. His dick hadn’t gone down the entire time. She had him kneel at the foot of the bed in front of a hand mirror and talked him through putting on makeup. She reached into the duffel bag for false eyelashes, red press-on nails and a sexy blonde wig.
By the time he was done Lucy could barely believe the handiwork of his total transformation. Gene knelt there totally nude and looking pretty sweet for a thirty-five year old man in drag. His cock was still fully hard too. “Damn, Jeannie! You make a real hot slut. All you need are some breast implants and you could turn tricks like any tranny prostitute. Come over to the mirror.”
His breath quickened and his dick got harder at that thought.
She stood by the sliding closet door, which was one huge mirror. For a moment Lucy thought he was going to faint, but when she looked at his expression she didn’t see shock. Her mentor’s husband was in pure rapture. She could almost hear what was going on in his head.
* * *
Jeannie stood at the closet mirror and shuddered with dizzy pleasure. He’d never imagined he could look this much like a woman—a sexy woman that any guy would want to get into bed. He wondered if she was going to make him do anything like that. Sucking Juanita’s cock was one thing, but…
“You’re very beautiful, Jeannie,” Lucy said kindly.
“Th-thank you, Mistress,” he whimpered, tears welling up. Whatever uncertainty he felt about what Lucy might do, he couldn’t get over how happy he was with this near stranger dressing him up.
“Let’s see what you bought,” Lucy said, going through the bags.
She chose a matched set of black see-thru nylon, a bra, garter belt, stockings and crotchless panties. She helped him into the foreign garments, telling him he would be a pro at dressing and doing his makeup by the end of the weekend. It was embarrassing that his hard dick stuck out of his crotchless panties, but it seemed to please Lucy.
She looked at the pile on the bed and into the bags, shaking her head. “No shoes, Jeannie?” With a self-pleased smile she went into her duffel bag and pulled out open toe sandals with four-inch heels and threw them in front of him. “Put them on.”
Once he got them on he was a bit wobbly but when she stood him back in front of the mirror he nearly gasped. He looked like any shemale porn star with a feminine face, sexy lingerie and a rigid, throbbing cock. He looked at her for approval. She shook her head.
“Not quite, but almost.” She pulled breast forms, D-cup soft silicone that must have cost at least $120. “Take off your bra, slave,” she ordered. She then pulled out a spray can and gave the back of the first breast a thick coat before the placed it carefully over the right nipple of his shaved chest, and she ordered him to hold it in place.
It smelled like some sort of adhesive and it felt sticky as he felt it cling to him. Then she did the other one, and soon he was clutching both lifelike silicone tits to him. She a smile tinged with mischief she pulled a riding crop from her bag and began swatting the head of his cock from underneath. Each whack hurt for several long seconds and then it began to feel good. He moaned with each whack she gave him.
“Feel good sissy slut?”
“Oh, yes! Yes, Mistress Lucy!”
She started teasing his balls and cockshaft with the crop, making him whimper. As she concentrated the erotic friction under his cockhead my moaning took on a high, desperate quality and his thighs jerked and shuddered as he felt an orgasm starting to build to the point of no return. All of a sudden she stopped.
“Almost ready to spurt your sissy cream everywhere?”
“Oh, y-yes, Mistress!”
She pulled the crop away. “You’ll have to earn that. For now, let’s check those boobs. Take your right hand away and let’s see.”
Slowly he took his right hand away from the silicone breast. It hung from his chest, dangling like a real tit but stuck firmly to his skin. Mistress Lucy took the breast form in her hand and gave it a gentle tug, stretching his skin out to show it was quite secure. She nodded at the second one, which also held. She stroked the soft, pliant silicone and was thrilled to feel that friction transfer to his nipples.
“Sissy slut has titties now. Do you like that, Jeannie?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Put your bra back on,” she ordered. “Do it like I showed you.”
Making sure it wasn’t twisted or inside out, he pulled the bra around from the back, fastened the hooks and turned it around so the cups were under his new breasts. He snugged it up and fed one tit at a time into the sexy, low-cut slings and then pulled the straps over his shoulders.
“You certainly do look like a slutty girl, Jeannie. Now it’s time to make you into my bitch. Get on the end of the bed on all fours. Face the headboard. Good. Your knees right up on the edge of the bed. Good girl. Now spread those knees far apart.”
He heard her rummage through her duffel again, followed by the “splootch” of something viscous being squeezed. And then there it was, her wet slippery finger coating his excited asshole with some kind of lubricant. She ordered him to relax and breathe deeply as she began to push her finger inside of him. He moaned softly at the hot, dirty feeling of her invading his rectum.
“You love having your sissy hole violated, don’t you slut?”
“Oh yes, Mistress!”
“Then this is your lucky day.”
He again heard her rustling in her duffel and this time he turned to see her pull out a dildo harness with a medium sized, very realistic looking cock attached. He’d stuck a finger up his ass a few times when he’d beat off but never had he….
He shuddered with anticipation as she stepped into the harness and tightened the straps around her waist and thighs, and began lubing up the dildo. The cock looked so lifelike it was easy to imagine his wife’s grad student as a shemale. He looked at the eight-inch long dildo, noting it was close in size to Juanita’s brown cock. He’d fantasized about being fucked by her, and now another young woman was going to take his anal virginity. He licked his lips.
“You want this, don’t you, you little slut, Jeannie?”
“Yes, Mistress Lucy.”
“Then beg for it, slave girl slut. Explicitly. Don’t leave me any doubt what you’re begging for. Beg for it like you’re begging for your life.”
“Oh, please, Mistress Lucy! Oh please fuck my hot little sissy hole! I want you to fuck me so much with you big dick! Please turn me into your bitch.”
“You want it don’t you?”
“Oh god, yes, Mistress Lucy!”
“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you Jeannie?”
“I’m your horny little slut, Mistress Lucy! Please, oh please, oh please fuck me!”
“My pleasure, slut girl.”
He waited kneel on all fours on the foot of the bed, his knees spread wide and his shins hanging over the edge. He imagined what he must look like in this pose, wearing the slutty lingerie he bought, the wig and all that makeup. His boner still protruded rock hard out of the crotchless panties. Then he felt the warmth of her nude hips behind him, her soft hands parting his shaved asscheeks.
He shivered when the fat tip of the dildo touched his hot, slippery asshole. Whimpering and not caring how it sounded, he again begged her to fuck him. He groaned loudly and deeply as she slowly pushed the latex cock deep inside of his hungry ass. Slowly she worked it in and out as his voice climbed in pitch and timbre.
He practically scared himself at how much like a desperately horny girl he sounded. He cried out for her to fuck him harder and faster, wanting her to own him completely. He was her hot sissy slut, and he suddenly didn’t give a goddamn about being a husband or even a man.
The exquisite friction of that cock-like dildo forcing its way deep up his horny anal canal pushed him over some line of sexual abandon. He was seized by insatiable feral desires that previously only filled his head during masturbation when his hot fantasies crossed over into forbidden territory. Right now he was willing to do anything sexual. He wished he could turn completely into a girl so she could fuck his vagina, so he go could go down on her pussy, fully as a lesbian.
“You’re a sissy slut, aren’t you?” the young woman demanded.
“Yes, Mistress!”
“A horny sex slave who’d do anything, aren’t you?”
“Oh god yes, Mistress!”
“You have no shame, do you slave?”
“No Mistress!”
“So if I pulled this dildo out of your ass and ordered you to suck it, you’d love to—isn’t that right sissy slave?”
“Uhh… Mistress?” he whimpered.
“What’s the problem Jeannie? Veronica told me all about you sticking your tongue up her ass a good ten-fifteen minutes. Is your wife’s butt somehow cleaner than your own? Certainly her asshole is far more worthy of worship than yours, however that’s beside the point. I want to know if you just lied to me when you agreed that you’re horny sex slave who’d do anything.”
All of a sudden he realized his passion had carried him way beyond his limits. He was still horny and whimpering from her deep fucking his ass, but his look was one of shock and even dread. He felt his expression twist into one of abject pleading, hoping she was only kidding him. He saw the triumph in her eyes.
“Now Jeannie, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for spoiling my master’s thesis research would you? You, the horny little slut? What would Veronica think?”
She reached under and stroked his throbbing cock as she continued to fuck his hot sissy hole. He moaned as much as in erotic pleasure as in despair at his situation. He’d seen ass-to-mouth plenty in porn and knew it wasn’t especially unhealthy but still the idea of giving head to a dildo that had been in his ass…
“No, I can’t. I won’t. Look, I don’t care. Go ahead. Tell my wife.”
Lucy giggled loudly. “Tell her yourself.”
“Wha… What?” Jeannie whined.
Then he heard a very familiar throat clear itself at the bedroom door. He looked up in terror. It was Veronica with a strange look in her eyes. She looked at him like he was a lab experiment or something.
“Veronica!”
“Shut up, Gene!” she snapped.
His wife was wearing the knee-length cotton skirt and blouse she’d had on when she left earlier. What was she doing back here? She was supposed to be on an airplane.
Jeannie was so mortified to be looking up at his wife as he knelt on their marital bed, to have her to see him like this: whore’s makeup and nearly naked in slutty lingerie with a huge erection, her friend and grad student st
Fucking a this is hot. Thx for the link too
Thank you, I write these books for people just like you. Enjoy!!!
Your new art style is very nice. As much as I may have liked the satire sexual comics, this is just as good, just in a different way.
love to wait for 3 weeks for yet another Belle Delphine pinup with softcore sexual content! sure do miss the days of 2016 Shadbase
you do you, i for one like just waiting to see what comes on next. its all hot
Hi shad, please do a lil nas x picture I would love to see his massive cock in another dude. Or a cock in his mouth!
bruh
I agree I would love to see a lil nas x picture his lips are so sexy
And his nose bulging from the wide cock in his mouth 🥵
Dear lord ive just realized he has become the next Rustle. Its 4 pm guys time to look at the epic back ground ive been working on for a month. Damn rustle you can make some wood floors look nice. Goddamnit. He has became him.
Ever since shad stopped using meth his work has gotten, lets say “vanilla”
Give her a dick please
Will u make one with a dick i love those
lets chat motherfuckers King55433#2330
waste of a click learn to draw
This some big ass talk
says the waste of oxygen
Not at all worth the wait, get your shit together
Stfu it’s free be lucky he dosent charge you ignorant ungrateful cry baby
This is what happens when your brain gets deepfried on synth wave. You lose your edge over time and all the shading is based on lines. Seriously maybe study Chiaroscuro or so.e Rembrandt shit you hack.
did u look those names up on art-for-retards.com?
nicw lighting
Emipes
add me ! ;)
Lets see her feet
IT’S ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!
FINALLY, WHERE THE FUCK YOU WERE?
thank god no dick
Spoken like a true shadbase user
I feel like you messed up with the shoulders and the head
Yeh that top arm area. He needs to get better at anatomy not shading if hes going for realism.
The anatomy is fine, I doubt you lot could even draw a straight line with a ruler
Yo we need some LOBA
Less art, more fart, please
You’re alive!!!
It’s just not porn that’s the only reason people are complaining
this is fap matirial
Ayyyy UCLA
It clearly took you one hell of a while, but DAMN these are good
Mil años para esa basura?
idk if this is true but pinups sell, comics dont.
and shit the new art style is good, new direction i guess.
Where the fucks her DICK. You’ve changed!
Id fuck her
Thank God he’s back
Draw the cop from scoob!
Dear shadman
Please return to original programming
signed
over 90% of your fanbase
Yeh make that 91% I dont see how he cant make comics in between a near months time of doing these pinups as well. You know he did. Hes just not releasing things. Dude can draw fast.
if you had any artistic ability at all you’d see but you don’t, mate. you’re just a sad little wanker.
Dude im trying. Shads shit is good. But look, he is micromanaging details instead of bigger shading technique which ultimately made this image an eh. At first i was likd omg. By now im like damn. But hey he says he learning new shit and putting in full effort. Awesome. But you know nothing about art if you dont think the dude couldnt throw out some simple simple comics through out this whole time. Something else is going on behind the scenes. Depression, fatigue, other work, irl social stuff. Idk. But i come here for art yeh, but shad is just becoming a legendary shit poster at this point.
I’m pretty sure that drawing porn is his full time job and he’s just slacking because he’s already made millions from shadbase ad views and shadbase merch.
Could you do Shaundi . Saint row recently got a remaster and i think a fucking nice pin up of here would be perfect
Dick version
Jokes and toxicity aside, as someone who’s been trying to pick up art recently this paint is fucking BEAUTIFUL. the LIGHTING! the DYNAMICS OF COLOURS!
You said you’ve been trying to improve iirc and it’s PAYING OFF bro
shouldn’t the sign be reversed so that it faces the street?
I actually like the Belle Delphine stuff, your work isn’t “shitty” or lazy, it’s great!
People are surprised that everyone’s always so toxic in this comment section. As if Shäd didn’t spend 9 years building himself up as a tough, no bullshit badass with no feelings.
Yeah, I hate the fanbase as much as the next guy does, but I’m not surprised by it.
Comment sections are always like this since ive jeard of shad in 2015. Around elections. I still hiloliclitton those where the good old days
welcome to UCLA tell me how you see LA
2011 – 2012 Shäd: Awesome comics, hardcore fetish art
2012 – 2014 Shäd: Starts collabing with people, more great artwork. Mostly pinups with loads of varients
2015 Shäd: Still going somewhat strong, good but unfinished comics.
2016 Shäd: GOTH YEAR GOTH YEAR GOTH YE-
2017 Shäd: Jlullaby has entered chat. Shäd keeps drawing trending topics. Art still looks good, but the subject matter doesn’t age well. Oh yeah, Lolis…
2018 Shäd: Usually draw a simple comic based on one gag, rather than making an appealing, inspired drawing. Shäd’s art starts to get sloppy.
2019 Shäd: Art gets rEALLY bland from Jan. to Oct., but gets really good for the rest of the year
2020 Shäd: Haha, bel delfeen go brrrrrrrrrrrr
+1, but daily reminder that there is nothing wrong with loli art. No, I will not rape a child because I like to look at gwen tennyson get fucked by a monster
you have two choices, mate. you can relive his “glory” days in the archives or you can fuck off elsewhere.
I stg, thats the only counter argument you Shäd stans spit out, these days.
Y’all would be happy with glorified newspaper comic book strips if it had Shäd’s signature on it. And if someone has some criticism towards him, constructive or not, you tell ’em to fuck right off.
A big part of the fanbase is actually downright toxic. But some of us want Shäd to actually improve. If you can look at his art from 2017-2018 and tell me it’s good, you’re a fucking kiss-ass, because Shäd said himself that he would improve his drawings after the backlash. And guess what? He did. And that’s what seperates Shäd from his less-than-dirt fanbase: the capacity to take criticism and improve. You cunts have just gotten worse and worse since 2011, for fuck’s sake.
Mmm, I hope there’s a dickgirl version of this one.
I literally thought “Shadman has been recently unavailable due to issues with COVID-19”, but he just took an absence of shitty leave and gave us shitty art.
Does Shäd have a brand deal with Belle Delphine or something? That’s a lot of posts with her face on it.
not worth the wait
Top notch background
Super cute little slut
Do what makes you happy
I guess alot of you forgot he’s human. Its perfectly fine to criticize but saying kys shows how miserable you are. It’s funny cause you can shit talk his art but when it’s your turn you make shitty stick figures with questionable tits.
I guess alot of you forgot he’s human. Its perfectly fine to criticize but saying kys shows how miserable you are. It’s funny cause you can shit talk his art but when it’s your turn you make shitty stick figures with questionable tits.
worth the wait holy shit
Other of the nun, impale for the butthole
Stacey Got A Little Drunk, And So Did Stacey’s Mom?!?
Nice Blind Board, Game Boy, Sum 41 Poster, Porno Mag, Blink-182 Sticker, And Converse.
You created a pin-up with the aura and embodiment of the 90’s.
Very well done if my opinion counts for shit.
You have progressed a lot keep up the excellent work.
Bring back goth girl again
Do Loba!
lovely idea
that guy who bet on belle delphine pinup won lol.
Disappointed. This shit does not worth a wait. Lame. Bye Shad. Hope you get fcked in ass but wait you’d like that you sorry sob
damn bro shad is crying rn you got him there
holy shit someone’s trying to better themselves and isn’t content with selling a constant stream of cheap easily-crafted garbage to horny moronic tweens forever
what a cunt
go away. nobody will miss u.
Nerd
Ii h!te fuxk. ×hy am i teh bad guy?
Dude ranch you shite kudos! Thatvbitch is hot with her teeth and 2hat not!
Please add a trap version for the pleasure of all us old pigs! ;)
y’all some weird ass niggas. Why are you hating over a piece of porn art lmao
Shit mouth shit face good details in the room that’s it. Guess well have to wait another month for another pin up.
dont act like you know how to draw or do anything besides complain about free stuff
devil’s advocate here: You don’t need to be a professional in a certain field to provide criticism.
But yes, I realize anon is giving their opinions, not real criticism.
“People” like you are the reason it’s been taking a month per strip.
I’m watching you shad. You think you better than me you son of a bitch I love you.
Go and fuck youre self bitch and do it better you are not welcome here you should hang your self and end it !
More terrible pinup garbage. at least their wernt any dicks .you should kill yourself shad if ur art is this bad. Learn to fucking draw
Go and fuck youre self bitch and do it better you are not welcome here you should hang your self and end it !
Everyone is saying that the lighting is good and the little details. Lighting is good however the pink shade in the first is kinda bad. I want to see shad expand and grow, not just some more make a girl with a dick. Its just annoying seeing this website fall a part and shad not giving a fuck. He even said he doesn’t need financial support which probably indicates he really doesn’t care what people think of his artwork hes still going to post aweful shit with no care. The only thing shad has never really touched on fully is gore. Yes hes done gorey things but i mean some you wouldn’t want to wake up too but still has the cool artstyle shad is known for. I know shad probably doesn’t care at all but i really think whats lost is creativity, the best trait an artist could have.
Imagine feeling this entitled to someone elses work
NOBODY CARES WHAT you WANT TO SEE
this is terrible. your lighting and form sucks lol
it looks amazing dont know what you smokin
Take all the time you need for your work, it’s great to see ya back Shad! Really loving all the details you included too ^^
Also message to that one guy spamming the comments for gay black stuff, like we get it, you want to see Shad draw that, we get it, now can you please stop posting it 100 more times? It won’t help if you keep harassing Shad like that. He may not even draw what you want because of your harassing and spamming. Just thought I’d let ya know. By the way stop calling people homophobes for telling you to stop spamming the same message over and over again.
Yah where the cock at, would’ve been perfect
you’re fucking lost
that yellow sign at the upper left) futa = love
Would love to see her getting fucked
Im really enjoying your art skills development. This is looking great. And the more you explore anatomy the more you will be entranced by it. Keep going man, now, even more great things will opening up to you.
shad… your art is awesome as always
some futa action will be nice next ..
take your time .. inspiration comes with patience ..
>not adding a 12 inch futa cock
I’m disappointed
Do a thick black gurl
i‘d like to see some futa cock:)
Has shadman ever drawn a black woman? How much would I have to pay him to get a thicc black goddes
I think shad took more time in drawing details than the picture itself.
yo u gotta do terraria
3 weeks?
Damn Mr Shad, the amount of detail is incredible
Its been 3 weeks and this is what you give us this shit
You’re gonna take it, and you’re gonna like it.
Agreed.
Fucking ungrateful
Robot mom from umbrella academy please
THIS
Draw the zoologist of terraria
Try the zoologist in terraria
Do Terraria
not gonna address why you were gone? if you don’t wanna talk about it that’s fine but a lot of us were worried man, glad to have you back!
He did, he was responding to comments on the last post and cleared things up
Do someone from the arcana, preferably nadiah
Do someone from the arcana, preferably nadia
Worth the wait!
More Belle!!!
Contains no roofies
Nice
hey add me on IG lion.png 21 male straight
Her pantys say “Simps”. Lol good one Shad
Lmao UCLA
You are not dead
Draw gengar gf
You should draw ariana grande
Shad would you consider drawing the Jersey egirl. Gengar Gf
where’s the dick?
TRUUUUU
fuck off
So what’re the fucking odds “lewd” is just gonna be shad jerking it to a flaccid little dick and some milky tits? 100% calling it this hack is so over the hill it hurts
You should make the female cops in the movie scoobs
Maybe you should do an underwater scene or something like that for new drawing perspectives… just a thought.
It’s some high quality. But 2 weeks for this when we’re all trapped inside? I would rather have some hardcore drawings more often. But thats just my shit ass opinion
I agree on so many levels with this comment.
But wait my child the 2 lewder panels are coming
Post sum avatar porn dawg
Yes avatar is necessary
I’m Hoping Lord Shadman will do Officer Jaffe from Scoob
Yeah i agree
yes please and actual porn not just a shitty pin-up
I’ll say Both, I just want a Pinup of Her on my Wall
pic 2 reminds me of aubrey plaza
someone got in love with belle
Well, looks like I have a new Phone wallpaper
Make a ruby gloom comic
Such details on this one. Nice work Shäd.
That is some nice shad-ow quality
add dick or riot
agreed
NO
NO, PLEASE DONT
shut the fuck up
Yes, we need it
Top version is sexier.. shes got a coy smile
I like it!
FUCK!
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Shad drew actual fucking 87 days ago, shad i know you want perfection, but i think you need to find a balance man, a lot of us would like more, i mean sure the detail is nice but this is meant to be porn i think, where i won’t be going “ah yeah, that cup from the comic from 3 months ago is total hot” if you wan’t to move away from porn and shit sure, but I don’t think this is working out. Like you are a great artist but we are mostly here for the girls/whatever your into, so spending this much time on a very basic pin up is just simply not gonna work, you either have to set up a patreon or start posting more often to keep the ad traffic up.
Stop being a poes
it works fine for those who come here for the artwork. incels like you should hit a Rule 34 site.
If you come to a PORN site for the “artwork,” you need to kill yourself
yes yes i come to shadbase to appreciate art mmm yes
i dont understand where people got this crazy idea that this site was about porn or something. this site is only for art connoisseur’s like myself and this anon fellow. if you came here for porn, you are very silly. looking for porn on shadbase means ur dumb cause why would u think that?
it isn’t like the other 2000 posts are porn. all art. if you disagree basically just go watch porn or go rule34 or kys idk. shad doesn’t need you, and by sucking his cock my ego grows larger. im above you all because i suck shads cock hehe :)
This looks really good, I like the college theme
People wonder why shad keeps taking breaks then rip him because he didn’t post some fucking anime girl getting raped by dogs and satiates their long standing lack of affection from their family.
Fucking shut up.
Mans drawing art of whoever and whatever the fuck he wants and he’s doing it infinitely better than any of you cucks in the comments could ever fucking hope to.
Fucking simp
lmao stfu hentai loving incel
Sucks
Shadman once again proving he doesn’t know how anatomy works.
you, again proving you’re inbred and a dickhead
Shut up
what on earth. if anything this proves he does know how anatomy works and just chooses to break it to create more appealing characters or forms
Shads a lost cause, takes 19 days to make another drawing and its just belle. Look change it up once in awhile. Theres a concept and theres the take out, the concept here is garbage but the take out was amazing. Would rather keep seeing the nun cause that was good on both parts.
so then don’t come back. ever. nobody will miss you.
Facts
Will gladly second the idea of more Nun
Glad to see you’re back shad! And holy damn does this look good, can’t wait to see the next images you post! Genuinely in love with your art style.
You have to be real, you have to be somewhere out there, I know you do, please please be real, I need you so bad…
Pic looks great.
Where Jlullaby, kinda miss his art, it added spice to this now turning dull website
He quit making art man :/, atleast for a good while idk if he’s back but shad usually runs with a co artist for a year and some.
We waited a month for this. Wow.
So true
We wait for over two weeks and more for some boring pinup of belle, like move on shad for real, its getting tiring seeing this chick.
everybody is even more tired of assholes like you.
Time to play the waiting game again!
Hey while I’m drunk, I just want to say you got the best art I’ve ever seen. Fucking van gogh of hentau man. Now as a marine I see a lot of weird shit so I announce you honorary marine.
Lol semper fi bro
gotta do the futa version mate!
i Agree
Pretty sweet of you to be alive. Started to worry here. Anyway, what happened to the dick version? You had a good system going where everybody was getting what they wanted, and all it took was a third version where you added a dick. Seem like you have had perfectly good chances to throw a fucking massive schlong on Belle Delphine here, but didnt.
But what the hell do I know, Im not paying for them so Im just an entitled piece of shit who likes cocks on girls.
Faggots GTFO. If want some gay ass shit just end your fucking life Satan will be there to rape your in the ass for all eternity.
aight thanks trashman :/
Thank you so much for drawing Belle Delphine
One rock hard cock, please!
‘Mom, he drew her again!’
‘Tell him to knock it off!’
‘I did, but then he drew another one with a cock and balls!’
‘Is she at least getting fucked and cummed?’
‘No, he doesn’t draw that anymore, just pinnups.’
Hit me up if you wanna trade nudes, I’ll be waiting ;), heres my discord Grizzly
#1337
Wow shadman you take alot time this it so cool I love it good job shad you rock 🤘💀
Loba plz
Without any notice, neither on Facebook nor Twitter, I almost missed your art!
I swear on my life if he makes a dick version I’m killing myself
I mean u kinda backed urself into a corner there, u die either way, then again it is a paradox, u killed urself for breaking the promise, but that means u kept the promise
You been missed ^_^
Stop drawing Belle Delphine, negro.
Lookin good shad quite sexy actually, and the drawing is ok too
Very damn hot art Shad, Belle Delphine in your draw style looks amazing:P
Seems Like Belle Enjoy Drinking on That pepeJAMMER
I’d love a version of the second one with the first ones facial expression
The lighting is just perfect
Shad does a wide variarty of fetishes. I dont place fault for traps gays or futas that are so common here, its still amazing art. but pinups are what i come here for
do you ever see a shad drawing and can tell immediately its gonna be futa? because this is one of them
My literal reaction:
OMG OMG OMG
Fucking epic dude
The lighting is really nice
Why is only one of her nipples pierced?
Why not?
cool, more belle delphineeeeee
I wonder how you broach the subject of what you do with your girl.
That’s why what’s been gone, he went and got himself a girlfriend. Can’t draw when you smashing lol
No dick version? What a shame…
ight see you guys next month
Her face, in the first image, is shockingly good and the lighting on her skin is freakin’ amazing. Great job.
Make it more this is the best one
Make it more
This is the best detailed one yet! Love seeing you improve my dude!
Damn, did he just go Super Saiyan and made this for 2 weeks straight or did he take a break then pop out another banger in a week? Also, makes sense, I always thought you seemed like a UCLA guy…
Make her a dickgirl i beg of you!
thanks god he is alright
All this time and that’s it?….
Have you seen the lighting and what he said about the last belle delphine one some people are ungrateful
stfu ungrateful virgin swine
Y’all niggas simpin damn, shad literally had a rule for himself to post every week, and all we get is this plain shit
Just noticed she’s on a pool table. Nice.
I agree futa one would be amazing
someone probably already asked this but a futa version would be amazing
Glad to see you back and wow you are amazing at drawing . Also if you are doing a futs one can you add lots of cum (I love cum)
And we got people out there saying shad aint an artist
im guessing that the at least 1 of the 2 lewder versions will be a futa variant.
Regardless this is really good and well done
request/challenge for you shadman, make a sexy kolossae. they are a stone giant race from Kingdoms of amalur: reckoning
Ay shad, glad you’re alright. Nice pin up too.
nice work shad, it is so detailed that it makes it 10 more times better.Do what u want fck those who demand sht.
Aye good to see u back shad
This is beautiful shad. Each strand of light is so meticulously rendered across the girl and her room. And all the details in just the environment alone are just outstanding. I am honoured to have been able to watch you grow as an artist throughout these years. Keep up the good work
Oh, this is beautiful.
Genial! Eine Frage: Ist das Fenster und die Lichteffekte auch gezeichnet?
👌
shad isn’t white? goddamnit, let’s hope he isn’t a nigger at the very least
Emipes
add me ;)
King55433#2330 is my discord motherfuckers also awesomew wokr shad
MAS DE ELLAAAAAA PORFA
almost 2 weeks and no futa edit? nah jk, good to have you back shad (do think about the futa edit tho)
Ah, I see why shad was missing now, slick boi got himself a girl~
Holy shit. The amount of detail, my god. I don’t care if it’s lewd or not, stuff like this needs all the time it can get. Really impressive dude, you’re making a TON of progress in your art.
We need more shotta cocks in big mom asses
Eh as long as we get some nice belle Delphine ass I’m happy
Don’t lisen other Shad you’re the best
this is really good, the lighting and color is very well done, but this is also this is totally not worth the wait
This is trashhhhhhhhhh. Youre a fucking shit artist shad.
then why are you here dumbass?
I’d advise you to suck your own dick ;)
You would know Art if it was fucking you up the ass—which it couldn’t because your dad’s dick is up there.
Honestly I prefer this to most of the shit you do now (unfinished comics, blacked, traps, futa.) Still not as good as the old Loli/Mom and lebso asseating stuff.
Ok pedo
Not only a pedo, a racist pedo.
How is not liking blacked porn racist you dumb fuck?
Cause saying i dont like black porn, is the same as saying i dont like black people, which is racist
Hey this is looking wicked my dude! I’m really liking the lighting you did and all the little details in the background (*has it going on*)
I lowkey started to get worried for ya man
That’s pretty weird man
There are no polls anymore?
I waited for months, and … only pin ups are coming out … … please Shad, bring comics of lesbians sucking each other (sucking ass).
Every one likes to say is that all after 2 weeks but no one likes to ask if hes ok and what happened
This isn’t his main income anymore. What happened is that he’s got better shit to do.
I’m just glad he hasn’t fully retired the site yet.
What does he do?
Suck dick
What like your Mum then
That’s because they’re mostly self-centered twits who will be asking “want fries with that?” for the rest of their lives.
Kinda dissapointed with this one…
Seriously? This is what we’ve waited two weeks for? Another fucking Belle bath water pinup? You’re such a fucking simp, Shad.
“bitch you act like you pay the guy, go suck a dick or something asshole”. I copied this from another comment, but you deserve it
Oh yeah, very creative. Guess your time was to valuable to just call me a faggot or something, huh faggot?
Yup
F for that billiard table
Hope you’re doing well man keep up the amazing artwork
Perfection defines!
Hope you’re ok mate, been away for a long time.
Ah, Biggus, good to see you again. How’s your wife, Incontinentia Buttocks?
scuse me but i dont see any dick ?
Welcome back!
You need to balance your process. No one wants to wait 3 weeks for shitty pinups. Not saying you should go back to the low quality comic strips, either, but you used to be able to churn out quality porn at a decent pace.
The Starfire/Raven comic series seemed to be your last real burst of inspiration. I wish you could find more of it.
bitch you act like you pay the guy, go suck a dick or something asshole
Stfu, enjoy the ride and let him do whatever
Stfu bitch ass hoe
You’re absolutely right. And you know you’re right when the simps come out in full force
what could be more pathetic than a simp for a crybaby like you?
A simp faggot.
Welcome back master shad we have awaited your gorlious retue. 🤣🤣🤣👌
God i can never get enough of the facial expressions you draw, i don’t even care if the body looks good, (not saying it isn’t) it’s just drawn so well
Does anyone tell me what type of mask shad wears? it is to be used as a mask by the covid-19
Unless you are paying shad owes you nothing. Shad owes no explanation no extra drawings and not special content. Get over yourselves people got better things to do than make your simp dicks get hard
Says the faggot simping for shad
Who wouldn’t simp for shad lmao
Woooohooo ,missed you
>shad still simping for belle
Lmao this is getting sad
Well come back
There should definitely be a futa version of her
Cunt 2 Weeks for 2 pictures
OUR LORD AND SAVIOR HAS RETURNED
PEPE PLS | PEPE PLS | PEPE PLS
Love ya