🦊 Furry Furry Art Freak Show - From ungodly eyesores to nauseating masterpieces

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Furx said:
e254e? Not a fan of his art style at all. Everything he draws tends to end up looking like a pudgy toddler which is kinda big turn off.
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E, from what I under of the guy. He doesn't really do much besides draw furry corpses and torturing random anime and cartoon characters.
 
You didn't step up and now I have too.
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From an artist who specializes in pokemon abuse
 
Not furry, but I found it on FurAffinity. And I'm not sure weather to laugh or cry. But if I had to see it, so do you.
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The only good thing from these is the reaction image I got from one of them, which pretty much sums up how I felt the further I went down the list.
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Monkey Pink said:
Found this while digging up info on another lolcow:
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I've seen an odd uptick in Sam and Max 'shipping' and the like. None of this is new considering the games have in some fashion always made some tongue in cheek comments about them loving each other in some fashion, familial or just affection. Maybe in the last year or so I've seen a lot of artist 'animations' and images shipping them, naturally they put Max in twink-ass clothing.. even though a large portion of the games riff on his constantly naked status.

Just kinda slamming their usual shipping roles onto yet more characters, it's so damn tiring.
 
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It had been an accident. Kind of.

It had been just the two of them, Scrooge and his darling niece, out on an adventure. Donald had decided to stay home, which had given Scrooge an opportunity that he'd be remiss to pass up.

You see, he'd been eyeing his niece for a little bit of time, now. The way that the young teen had been growing into her body was... eye catching, to say the least. Her bust had been getting nice and plump, and her hips, oh her hips, they'd become so flush with feathers and fat. It was nearly impossible for Scrooge to keep his hands off of her. Sure, he'd been grooming her for a while now, getting her used to long touches, and quiet moments between the two of them.

Maybe he should've waited. Maybe he shouldn't have taken such a chance, not when she wasn't the one coming to him. But he couldn't help himself when the adventure was presented. He couldn't resist her fat hips and plump pussy any longer (He'd installed cameras in her bathroom, and got a nice good view of her cunt every time she washed it. It was beautiful.)

So one night, when he couldn't hold it in any longer, Scrooge went to her tent to finally take her as his. He'd gotten so far as to pull off her pants and remove her large jacket before she'd woken up, confused.

And then... she'd refused him. Him! The richest duck in the world! He could have anything he wanted, and he would! But she hadn't understood that, instead she'd called him a freak, a pervert, and she'd tried to run away.

And Scrooge... might've reacted poorly to that. He'd grabbed her by the throat as she tried to leave her tent, pulling her to the ground as she'd struggled. She kicked, pushed, and kept him from pulling out his cock and stroking it up to full mast enough that he'd decided... fuck it!

He pulled out his knife and drove it into her stomach. Della let out a gasp, coughing blood up as she looked at her uncle with fear and heartbreak. But Scrooge didn't care, he pulled the knife up, tearing her shirt and making her bleed out heavily. She cried out, begging him to stop, that it hurt, that he was killing her, but he wasn't interested in that anymore. He pulled the knife out with a hard yank, another gout of blood spilling out of her chest, and drove it into her neck. He watched the light in her eyes fade, her body going limp in his grasp as he slowly realized what he'd done.

A small part of him was horrified by what he'd done. That was his niece! He'd just murdered her in a fit of passion! The other, larger, less-caring part wasn't interested in that, however. It was only interested in the fact that her body wouldn't stay warm forever.

He threw away the knife and went straight to work, ripping up her shirt in his hands because he was too impatient to try and get it off of her. He could see her breasts just fine like that. He stroked up his cock to full mast and immediately drove it in to her dead cunt. She was still warm, still twitching, even, as he began to thrust into her unresisting form, her breasts bouncing as he pushed his too-long length into her womb.

It didn't take long for him to cum inside of her, groaning like a wild animal and dumping his seed in her dead womb. He gathered her in his arms and pressed a kiss to her beak, tongue pressing against her limp tongue as he gazed lovingly into her unseeing eyes.

He'd have to try her mouth, next.
 
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It had been an accident. Kind of.

It had been just the two of them, Scrooge and his darling niece, out on an adventure. Donald had decided to stay home, which had given Scrooge an opportunity that he'd be remiss to pass up.

You see, he'd been eyeing his niece for a little bit of time, now. The way that the young teen had been growing into her body was... eye catching, to say the least. Her bust had been getting nice and plump, and her hips, oh her hips, they'd become so flush with feathers and fat. It was nearly impossible for Scrooge to keep his hands off of her. Sure, he'd been grooming her for a while now, getting her used to long touches, and quiet moments between the two of them.

Maybe he should've waited. Maybe he shouldn't have taken such a chance, not when she wasn't the one coming to him. But he couldn't help himself when the adventure was presented. He couldn't resist her fat hips and plump pussy any longer (He'd installed cameras in her bathroom, and got a nice good view of her cunt every time she washed it. It was beautiful.)

So one night, when he couldn't hold it in any longer, Scrooge went to her tent to finally take her as his. He'd gotten so far as to pull off her pants and remove her large jacket before she'd woken up, confused.

And then... she'd refused him. Him! The richest duck in the world! He could have anything he wanted, and he would! But she hadn't understood that, instead she'd called him a freak, a pervert, and she'd tried to run away.

And Scrooge... might've reacted poorly to that. He'd grabbed her by the throat as she tried to leave her tent, pulling her to the ground as she'd struggled. She kicked, pushed, and kept him from pulling out his cock and stroking it up to full mast enough that he'd decided... fuck it!

He pulled out his knife and drove it into her stomach. Della let out a gasp, coughing blood up as she looked at her uncle with fear and heartbreak. But Scrooge didn't care, he pulled the knife up, tearing her shirt and making her bleed out heavily. She cried out, begging him to stop, that it hurt, that he was killing her, but he wasn't interested in that anymore. He pulled the knife out with a hard yank, another gout of blood spilling out of her chest, and drove it into her neck. He watched the light in her eyes fade, her body going limp in his grasp as he slowly realized what he'd done.

A small part of him was horrified by what he'd done. That was his niece! He'd just murdered her in a fit of passion! The other, larger, less-caring part wasn't interested in that, however. It was only interested in the fact that her body wouldn't stay warm forever.

He threw away the knife and went straight to work, ripping up her shirt in his hands because he was too impatient to try and get it off of her. He could see her breasts just fine like that. He stroked up his cock to full mast and immediately drove it in to her dead cunt. She was still warm, still twitching, even, as he began to thrust into her unresisting form, her breasts bouncing as he pushed his too-long length into her womb.

It didn't take long for him to cum inside of her, groaning like a wild animal and dumping his seed in her dead womb. He gathered her in his arms and pressed a kiss to her beak, tongue pressing against her limp tongue as he gazed lovingly into her unseeing eyes.

He'd have to try her mouth, next.
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THE FUCKING DUCKTALES ONE LMAO
 
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