(Updated 25/05) - yiff.party is changing: click here to learn more about the new exclusions policy.
May 2020 donation progress: $111.38/$250 (45%). 1 day left. Click to learn more...
close
Hello! Thank you for using yiff.party!

We hope you enjoy using it. yiff.party operates on a non-profit basis, and as such, all the server expenses are paid by our users. We don't want to run ads or infect you with crypto miners. We depend on users like you to keep the site running, and to preserve years and terabytes of amazing content—some of which is no longer available from its original creators!

Because of the nature of the site, many users are reluctant to donate. That's OK! yiff.party was created so everyone can enjoy the content we host without any restrictions or paywalls. But if you value the service we provide, and are able to, we—and our users—would be tremendously grateful if you considered making a donation.

Donation progress for May 2020

So far, approximately $111.38 has been raised out of our target of $250.00. We're about 45% of the way there! Please note: this tracker is updated manually—don't worry if your donation doesn't show up immediately!

yiff.party's server costs are due on the last day of each month. So, we need to meet this goal before 31 May!

How to donate?

At this time, yiff.party can only accept donations in numerous cryptocurrencies. Please select a currency below to display the relevant donation address.

Bitcoin (BTC)
Bitcoin Cash (BCH)
Ethereum (ETH)
Ethereum Classic (ETC)
Litecoin (LTC)
Why can't I donate through other means (eg. PayPal)?

Due to the nature of sites like yiff.party, it is very difficult to find payment processors who will accept clients like us. If we were to accept donations via PayPal, it wouldn't take more than a day for someone to submit an abuse report and get our account frozen. Until a viable way of accepting monetary donations becomes available, cryptocurrency will remain the only option.

There are many resources available on how to purchase crypto. For Bitcoin, check out bitcoin.org's page on buying Bitcoin for a list of methods. For beginner Bitcoin users, yiff.party recommends using an escrow service such as LocalBitcoins.

close
Enjoying accessworld's content?

Creators like accessworld work hard to produce the content you are viewing on yiff.party for free. If you like what you see, consider supporting accessworld on Patreon to encourage them to create more great content!

Patreon and Sales Tax
Patreon and Sales Taxmore_vert
2020-05-31T20:51:03+00:00
Post file flag
Patreon and Sales Tax 2020-05-31T20:51:03+00:00close

My dear mutants, from tomorrow Patreon is gonna start adding sales tax to some transactions. It depends a lot on where you live, and how Patreon chooses to interpret the content offering . This is a matter of law and there is not much that neither me nor Patreon as a company can do.

I leave you the following link where the most detailed information is. If there is an increase in the pledges, it will not be more than a few pennies according to what PATREON has communicated.

I am trying to have a Patreon page fed almost daily to try and give the best value for the price possible.

I am very grateful to all those who have made an effort to support me during all these months and to those who will continue supporting me in the future. I will do my best to give them back.


Embed data

Provider
Patreon Help Center

Provider URL
Patreon Help Center

Subject
New Sales Tax Requirements, effective July 1st, 2020

Description
On May 6th, 2020, Patreon announced that we are being required by law to start adding sales tax to more patron pledges starting on July 1st, 2020. This affects patrons in some parts of the US and 17 other countries ( ).

URL
https://support.patreon.com/hc/en-us/articles/360043054911-New-Sales-Tax-Requirements-effective-July-1st-2020

HTMLplay_arrow

https://theme.zdassets.com/theme_assets/421814/806d2fe576cc1717e54235c28357b7f660665136.png
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 9 – Learning to walk again
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 9 – Learning to walk againmore_vert
2020-05-30T23:56:32+00:00
Post file flag
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 9 – Learning to walk again 2020-05-30T23:56:32+00:00close

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica,

How do mutants get used to new limbs so fast when they just mutated? How are they immediately able to move their new limbs?

Simply put, they can’t. You’ve probably seen depictions of the process of mutation showing subjects falling over and barely able to move? This is because their brain does not have the innate connections needed to move their new limbs.

Now, that’s not to say the brain is completely unprepared. Many times mutations happen in two phases, internal and external. Internal mutations are sort of like a “preparation” mutation. During this stage of development, the old body is sort of a cocoon and new structures start forming inside. The beginnings of new organs, muscle, and bone, are usually what we think of when we describe this stage of mutation, but new brain pathways are also being developed. This is why phantom limb syndrome is sometimes used to predict an upcoming mutation.

By the time the external mutation happens, the brain at the very least has what’s needed to control new organs, usually by duplicating existing neural pathways. Limbs and other mutations, however, usually take a bit longer. On the upside, many of these mutations don’t have to take too long because the subject already has a working neutral pathway for controlling their existing limbs. The biggest issue is differentiating between limbs, which can still take some time.

It’s much different for mutants with more extreme mutations. Wings, snake tails, tentacles, and anything not explicitly human takes much longer to learn how to control. Basically, mutants have to learn how to use them from scratch. Luckily, most governments fund physical therapy facilities that help new mutants learn how to control their bodies. A good bit of physical therapy can greatly shorten the adjustment period and get a mutant back to their normal life.

Of course, this always changes on a case by case basis. Some mutants just take to their mutation faster than others while some require long periods of rehab to get back to life. But then again the same is true for humans. Some of us walk and talk faster than others when we are babies, and some of us can pick up new skills faster than others as adults. But every mutant eventually learns how to use their body, no matter how different it is.

Stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica,

How do mutants get used to new limbs so fast when they just mutated? How are they immediately able to move their new limbs?

Simply put, they can’t. You’ve probably seen depictions of the process of mutation showing subjects falling over and barely able to move? This is because their brain does not have the innate connections needed to move their new limbs.

Now, that’s not to say the brain is completely unprepared. Many times mutations happen in two phases, internal and external. Internal mutations are sort of like a “preparation” mutation. During this stage of development, the old body is sort of a cocoon and new structures start forming inside. The beginnings of new organs, muscle, and bone, are usually what we think of when we describe this stage of mutation, but new brain pathways are also being developed. This is why phantom limb syndrome is sometimes used to predict an upcoming mutation.

By the time the external mutation happens, the brain at the very least has what’s needed to control new organs, usually by duplicating existing neural pathways. Limbs and other mutations, however, usually take a bit longer. On the upside, many of these mutations don’t have to take too long because the subject already has a working neutral pathway for controlling their existing limbs. The biggest issue is differentiating between limbs, which can still take some time.

It’s much different for mutants with more extreme mutations. Wings, snake tails, tentacles, and anything not explicitly human takes much longer to learn how to control. Basically, mutants have to learn how to use them from scratch. Luckily, most governments fund physical therapy facilities that help new mutants learn how to control their bodies. A good bit of physical therapy can greatly shorten the adjustment period and get a mutant back to their normal life.

Of course, this always changes on a case by case basis. Some mutants just take to their mutation faster than others while some require long periods of rehab to get back to life. But then again the same is true for humans. Some of us walk and talk faster than others when we are babies, and some of us can pick up new skills faster than others as adults. But every mutant eventually learns how to use their body, no matter how different it is.

Stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com


Media (1)


09.png (429.8KiB)

Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 8 – A good night’s sleep
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 8 – A good night’s sleepmore_vert
2020-05-30T22:05:24+00:00
Post file flag
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 8 – A good night’s sleep 2020-05-30T22:05:24+00:00close

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica,

How does sleep work for mutants with two or more heads. Does the body need all heads to be sleeping for rest. How is it for a two headed-one mind person to fall asleep with just one head, and how does the awake one feel?

Sleep is an interesting subject indeed. It’s so strange that it’s such a major part of our lives and we still don’t understand much about it.

But here’s a short rundown of sleep science. When you sleep you rest not only your body, but your mind. The brain, as an organ, needs sleep to function. Too many hours without a full sleep cycle, and it starts to shut down. The same thing goes for your organs.

The same thing applies for mutants with more than one head too. If they have two brains, then both brains need to have full sleep cycles. Sure, one head can sleep at a time, but if the other keeps using the body, then the body doesn’t get any rest, and soon they would find themselves losing coordination, getting sick, or worse. It’s a neat trick to use at times, but in the end, everyone, all parts of us, need sleep.

The same thing goes for a person with two heads but one mind. One head can fall asleep and leave the body to the other, but that essentially means they are running at half their processing power. Their reactions will be sluggish. Their body will be hard to control. They will feel, in a sense, fatigued. Have you ever felt like your body was heavy and didn’t want to move after a long day at work? That’s because of mental fatigue. They would feel similar. They would get a boost when their other head woke up, but operating on half your mental power is not fun. Once again it’s a neat little trick to sneak in naps here or there, but it can’t replace a full night’s rest.

So no matter who you are out there, no matter how many heads you have, remember that you need 7-9 hours of good, uninterrupted sleep each night to remain functional. That applies to all your heads AND your body. Feel free to split up rest between them as you like, but it’s certainly easiest to keep track of how much you have slept by resting all of yourself at once.

Stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com


Media (1)


08.png (463.5KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #4050234 - 31 May 20 10:33
it mean than a 2 or 2 headed person can be "on" 24/7? Following that split sleep, I mean at works than no need much body effort, or even chatting online
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 7 – The internal workings of the humantaur
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 7 – The internal workings of the humantaurmore_vert
2020-05-30T04:50:53+00:00
Post file flag
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 7 – The internal workings of the humantaur 2020-05-30T04:50:53+00:00close

Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 7 – The internal workings of the humantaur

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica,

Yesterday I saw a humantaur. Everytime I see one, I am asking to myself a question I can't answer. Luckily I know someone who may know it... Here is the question: Do they have all organs (or most of them) twice?

Dear Ms. Jessica,

How are humantaurs on the inside? Do they have two sets of organs? Two pairs of lungs? Two digestive systems?

Well it looks like a lot of you want to learn about humantaurs today. For once I can give you a fairly straight answer.

Yes, most human taurs, or taur like mutants in general, have two sets of organs, and here’s why.

All of our organs are designed for the bodies they are in. An elephant heart is bigger than a human heart while a mouse’s heart is much smaller. Thus, a humantaurs heart, or really any mutant’s heart that has more body mass than a standard non-mutated human, will need to be bigger and more powerful to supply more blood to more areas of the body at once.

More blood circulation means you need more oxygen so you need more powerful lungs. It means you need more fuel to power those organs so you need a more powerful digestive system, so on so forth. If one organ gets bigger, all of them need to get bigger.

But there’s a problem. You can’t just make hearts bigger and expect them to work better. In the medical world, we call an enlarged heart cardiomegaly, and its usually a sign of an awful disease. Simply put your body doesn’t have room for a bigger heart. A larger heart would have trouble beating, and thus put you at greater risk of heart disease.

So there’s really no extra space in a standard human torso for “more heart” to go. That’s why extra organs tend to form in extra torsos. The standard humantaur mutation essentially has a double set of every vital organ.

This does create some interesting “side-effects” so to speak. A humantaur can take breath’s twice as deep and hold their breath twice as long as anyone else. This actually makes them very good swimmers, despite their appearance suggesting otherwise. A humantaur can also scream twice as loud as a normal human by emptying both their lungs at once. Metal music isn’t my thing, but that’s why humantaurs can be so intense when wailing on the stage.

It also means that a humantaur’s rate of breathing is much slower than a humans, since they get so much more oxygen per breath. Their rate of digestion is slower too, due to their elongated digestive tract, so humantaurs just go to the bathroom less than us. It also means that humantaurs have that awful bloated feeling after a heavy meal longer than us too.

Speaking of meals, humantaurs have to eat twice as much as a normal human just to get their daily dose of energy. Usually humantaurs don’t quite eat double the food that they used to, simply as force of habbit, and this usually results in most humantaurs losing some body fat shortly after their mutation. However, it’s important that they eventually start eating right or eating disorders can develop. Anorexia is no joke.

There’s one other interesting side effect to mention. Humantaurs have longer life spans than other humans and mutants. Quite simply put, their organs are redundant. A humantaur can have one heart fail and the other will keep beating. Their quality of life will reduce. They will be less mobile and have to really monitor their daily activity, but they will be alive. This also means that if an organ fails, they can rest in the hospital waiting for an organ transplant as their secondary organ does all the work. It’s estimated that humantaurs should be able to regularly live to be over 100.

Humantaur physiology is very interesting despite them being classified as level 2 and 3 mutants. I’m happy to see so many people taking an interest. Stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com

Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 7 – The internal workings of the humantaur

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica,

Yesterday I saw a humantaur. Everytime I see one, I am asking to myself a question I can't answer. Luckily I know someone who may know it... Here is the question: Do they have all organs (or most of them) twice?

Dear Ms. Jessica,

How are humantaurs on the inside? Do they have two sets of organs? Two pairs of lungs? Two digestive systems?

Well it looks like a lot of you want to learn about humantaurs today. For once I can give you a fairly straight answer.

Yes, most human taurs, or taur like mutants in general, have two sets of organs, and here’s why.

All of our organs are designed for the bodies they are in. An elephant heart is bigger than a human heart while a mouse’s heart is much smaller. Thus, a humantaurs heart, or really any mutant’s heart that has more body mass than a standard non-mutated human, will need to be bigger and more powerful to supply more blood to more areas of the body at once.

More blood circulation means you need more oxygen so you need more powerful lungs. It means you need more fuel to power those organs so you need a more powerful digestive system, so on so forth. If one organ gets bigger, all of them need to get bigger.

But there’s a problem. You can’t just make hearts bigger and expect them to work better. In the medical world, we call an enlarged heart cardiomegaly, and its usually a sign of an awful disease. Simply put your body doesn’t have room for a bigger heart. A larger heart would have trouble beating, and thus put you at greater risk of heart disease.

So there’s really no extra space in a standard human torso for “more heart” to go. That’s why extra organs tend to form in extra torsos. The standard humantaur mutation essentially has a double set of every vital organ.

This does create some interesting “side-effects” so to speak. A humantaur can take breath’s twice as deep and hold their breath twice as long as anyone else. This actually makes them very good swimmers, despite their appearance suggesting otherwise. A humantaur can also scream twice as loud as a normal human by emptying both their lungs at once. Metal music isn’t my thing, but that’s why humantaurs can be so intense when wailing on the stage.

It also means that a humantaur’s rate of breathing is much slower than a humans, since they get so much more oxygen per breath. Their rate of digestion is slower too, due to their elongated digestive tract, so humantaurs just go to the bathroom less than us. It also means that humantaurs have that awful bloated feeling after a heavy meal longer than us too.

Speaking of meals, humantaurs have to eat twice as much as a normal human just to get their daily dose of energy. Usually humantaurs don’t quite eat double the food that they used to, simply as force of habbit, and this usually results in most humantaurs losing some body fat shortly after their mutation. However, it’s important that they eventually start eating right or eating disorders can develop. Anorexia is no joke.

There’s one other interesting side effect to mention. Humantaurs have longer life spans than other humans and mutants. Quite simply put, their organs are redundant. A humantaur can have one heart fail and the other will keep beating. Their quality of life will reduce. They will be less mobile and have to really monitor their daily activity, but they will be alive. This also means that if an organ fails, they can rest in the hospital waiting for an organ transplant as their secondary organ does all the work. It’s estimated that humantaurs should be able to regularly live to be over 100.

Humantaur physiology is very interesting despite them being classified as level 2 and 3 mutants. I’m happy to see so many people taking an interest. Stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com


Media (1)


07.png (729.3KiB)

Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 6 – Many Modular Mutants Move Mysteriously
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 6 – Many Modular Mutants Move Mysteriouslymore_vert
2020-05-30T02:47:50+00:00
Post file flag
Ask Ms. Jessica Issue 6 – Many Modular Mutants Move Mysteriously 2020-05-30T02:47:50+00:00close

(The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com)

Dear Ms. Jessica

I've seen mutants that manage to separate the head from its body or other limb and wanted to know exactly how that works. Thank you

Hello Ms Jessica,

I admit, this is a couple questions in one, but I feel they’re connected because they all have to do with modular mutations:

1. I’ve seen instances where mutants are capable of not only separating parts of their body from themselves, but they can also control these parts with as much functionality as they did when attached. How can these mutants exhibit communication between these detached parts, in what appears like some form of telepathy?

2. Related to (1), what about cases when the detached parts take on minds of their own? Do they have separate brains or brain-like structures, or is it an adaptation that is made when parts separate? And what happens if someone can feel a detached part, but it otherwise functions on its own accord?

3. This isn’t something I can recall seeing in particular, but I have read it mentioned online: are there examples of modular mutants that can attach parts of themselves to foreign locations (such as swapping limbs, or attaching a body part to another person), and give function of this part to that new location? For instance, giving someone who has not mutated control over a third arm from a modular mutant, or a mutant who can remove their head and legs attaching those parts directly to each other, bypassing their chest? If there are examples, is there any explanation or hypothesis as to how this process works?

I apologise that this is a lot all at once, but thank you for looking at my questions.

Don’t worry about asking so many questions. It just means you are curious and curiosity is the backbone of science! I can take a shot at answering them all, no problem.

It seems you are both most interested in modular mutants, and very rightly so. Almost all modular mutants are level 4 mutants, meaning that we have very little understanding on how their bodies work. In fact, some seem to defy the laws of physics themselves! You might think it’s magic, after all that’s what the M in NBM stands for, but magic is just science we don’t yet sufficiently understand, and there are several theories about modular mutants that leading scientists have developed.

First, let’s talk about biology. We have currently recorded three separate types of modular mutants. The first is the one we understand the most, a mutant with redundant bodily systems.

What does this mean? Well some mutants can only detach at certain points. This is because the method of their detachment has to do with their internal organs. In short, each detached segment is, for all intents and purposes, its own being. That means it has its own heart, lungs, digestive system, and even brain. So if a mutant can remove their head, it is possible that the head has its own miniature system of organs, in addition to the body, which has grown an extra brain (possibly a slave brain as mentioned in issue 6.)

Their separation point acts as a sort of “connector” for important body pathways. Arteries, nerves, muscles, and other important body systems at the split have the ability to interlock with the ones on the other separated part of the body, usually through microscopic cellular lattices. This allows them to form one bigger system of redundant organs when attached, or two when detached. They essentially just lock their body systems into one another. Interesting fact, modular mutants with this type of mutation are actually not level 4 mutants. We have seen similar behavior in certain lizards, crustaceans, and cephalopods.

Of course, then there is the question of how they control their modular body parts, and that’s a more interesting one, once again with multiple theories. One theory simply assumes a certain amount of universal determinism. This topic gets a little heavy so let me explain.

Universal determinism is a school of scientific thought that postulates that free will does not exist. For all intents and purposes, on our macroscopic scale of living, free will exists, but if you were able to accurately track and model the state of every particle and wave in the universe, all we really are is just chemical and physical reactions bouncing off one another. Hence everything we do is predetermined since the big bang, and we have all been just systems interacting with each other since then. If you are interested in learning more about this theory, check out this amazing YouTube video by Up and Atom ( https://youtu.be/qRKXFDNjwJ0 )

Didn’t mean to get philosophical on you, but this school of thought is important for the first theory of modularity, which states that modular body parts with a separate brain simply know what to do, because they were aware of the body’s state before they split. Let me try to simplify this a bit.

Say you walked up to the door to your room and opened your door. Easy right? Now do the same thing but when you get to the door close your eyes. You can still open the door right? That’s because, even when you cut off your sense of sight, you still have a general feeling of the world around you based on where you were before.

Modular mutants are theorized to do this on just a much bigger and more complex level. Modular body parts with separate brains don’t actually communicate with their other body parts, but seem to simply because they know what the separated parts will do and vice versa, based on the state of their body before the split. Hard determinism in action.

If this theory were true it would explain a lot of things. For example, sometimes modular mutants that remain separated start developing individual personalities. The theory there is that their individual body parts can predict less and less what each other would do as they stay separate. Take the eyes closed example again. You can probably open the door with your eyes closed if you shut your eyes in front of it. But could you walk from your bed to the door with your eyes shut? Could you walk from your front lawn to the door with your eyes shut? How far removed from being in synch with your open eyes do you have to be before you do something different than you originally predicted, i.e., opening the door? For modular mutants it may be the same, just once again on a bigger scale.

Of course, the scientific community is split on whether or not the universe is actually deterministic, and thus there is another competing theory: quantum entanglement. I know you probably didn’t expect such a complicated answer, but modular mutants are complicated beings.

Many neuroscientists theorize that our brains are essentially quantum computers that operate via electrochemical signals. Well, quantum entities are capable of being entangled. It’s a bit hard to explain but, here’s the long and short of it. Two entities, usually particles, are quantum entangled when the state of one is affected by the state of the other. This can happen regardless of distance between the two particles. For more information, check out this amazing video by Veritasium (https://youtu.be/ZuvK-od647c )

Anyway, some scientists theorize that when a single brain splits into several brains or sub-brains, they become quantum entangled with each other. In theory, every chemical and physical process that occurs in one brain causes chemical and physical processes to occur in the other, regardless of the distance between the two. This would allow a mutant with separated body parts to control them regardless of distance.

(As a small personal side note, quantum entanglement also explains why it’s very likely that multiple parallel universes exist and I just think that is amazing. It’s further explained in this other amazing video by Veriasium. https://youtu.be/kTXTPe3wahc Heck, there’s probably a universe out there where mutants don’t exist at all. Could you believe that?)

Well I certainly fell down a fact hole there. Believe it or not, more complex Level 4 mutations are, strangely, much simpler to explain, though they are much harder to understand.

There is a type of Level 4 mutation, some people call them goo-girls or clay girls, but those aren’t very good scientific designators. What’s really happening in these girls is that their cells are losing differentiation.

You’ve heard of stem cells before, right? These are progenitor cells that can then go on to become whatever organ or tissue we need. Well, some mutants experience a radical mutation that makes their cells regress into variants of these stem cells. Instead of some cells being muscle, some being bone, some being neurons, and so forth, all of their cells perform all of their tasks. In a way, they are much less like humans and much more like slime molds, or the great fungal forests of the world. One has to wonder if they didn’t have their human memories, maybe they wouldn’t retain their human styled forms at all.

Anyway, mutants like these can pretty much detach their body parts at a whim, or really do whatever else they want to do with themselves. They can stretch, they can mold themselves into different shapes, they can even attach their limbs to others or attach other limbs to themselves. Their undifferentiated cells will simply adapt to whatever circumstance they need to be in, forming new systems of muscles and arteries as they need. As for how mutants like this communicate with their body parts, once again it’s not know but the two major theories are the same as the theories above, either the deterministic theory or the quantum entanglement theory.

There is one other type of modular mutant that science knows even less about. They are called “wormhole” mutants, and are currently the biggest mystery in mutant science. When a wormhole mutant detaches a limb, none of the processes we talked about earlier happen. In fact, we aren’t sure what happens… because their body doesn’t actually act like they are separate! For some reason, it’s as if their body is just ignoring the laws of space and time. They are… for all intents and purposes… still connected, but they exist in two places at once.

Let me try to explain better. Say we let one of these mutants swallow a tracer pill. If their head was disconnected from their body, the tracer pill would go down their throat to the point at which their neck ends, and then just show up where their neck would attach to their shoulder, in their body’s esophagus, as if it were teleported. Simply put, these mutants are not separated, they just LOOK as though they are separated.

Mind blowing, right? It’s entirely unclear what is going on here. Perhaps these mutants are some form of ultra-complex quantum entanglement. Perhaps they actually mutated through a higher dimension, like a fourth dimensional space, such that their body is connected in that dimension but is unconnected in these three dimensions. It’s highly unlikely that they are creating “wormholes” because that would require an immense amount of energy and mass to do, but it is fairly clear they are operating in areas of space and time we don’t yet understand.

Personally, I believe they HAVE to be fourth dimensional beings, and their body is simply moving through a dimension that we, and for that matter, they can’t see. (For more information on higher dimensional mathematics and physics, please see this classic video by the great Carl Sagan https://youtu.be/N0WjV6MmCyM)

Well that was quite a lecture wasn’t it? As I said before, modular mutants are an interesting and fascinating topic. There are whole classes devoted to them, and whole teams of scientists and research assistants devoted to studying how they work at universities around the globe. Studying “goo-girls” can likely teach us about how to use stem cells to heal wounds and sicknesses, and studying “wormhole” mutants can teach us about the very inner workings of the fabric of space and time itself.

All this knowledge gained by a few simple quirks of genetics.

As always, stay curious!

Dr. Jessica Park

AskMsJessica@gmail.com


Media (1)


06.png (1.5MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #4050234 - 31 May 20 10:41
maybe they efectively can see that extra dimension and just move using that dimension to separate
user avatar
User #59018 - 30 May 20 06:39
🧐
Color - My Dear Myself.
Color - My Dear Myself.more_vert
2020-05-30T01:47:17+00:00
Post file flag
Color - My Dear Myself. 2020-05-30T01:47:17+00:00close

“Yes! Finally!” Monica exclaimed holding a precious package that she had been waiting on for days. She could hardly wait to get home and try it out.

Monica was a beautiful girl, petite and curvy. Some mutants would call her a “normie,” a girl with no mutant gene, and no hope for a future mutation.

But Monica was far from being normal.

She was a high functioning narcissist. She didn’t just like herself, she LOVED herself. She would spend hours looking at herself in the mirror. She loved her legs, her curves, her breasts. She would bring a breast to her mouth and suck on it erotically, feeling over her wondrous body, but that just wasn’t enough.

Without any hope of mutating she thought she would never get the opportunity to experience herself more intimately. That’s when she learned of the Magic Knife, an artifact that had been circling around different fetish groups. It had the power to give her what she wanted, or so everyone claimed. She wasn’t sure she believed in magic, but she didn’t care. She had to try.

She eventually tracked it down and signed a pact. It would be sent to her, and she would only be allowed to possess it for a week. She had better make the most of it.

She got home and quickly undressed, sitting on a bench in her living room, only wearing panties and heels. She untied the package to see a large knife with a golden handle and a strange circular knob with a blue jewel in the center.

She read the instructions, turning the knob twice until the jewel glowed crimson. “This must mean the magic is real” she thought to herself, trying to convince herself that what she was about to d wasn’t crazy. She was going to stab herself just for a chance to experience her own body in ways she never had before.

“This is not time for doubt” she thought. “This is what I always wanted.” The sook a deep breath, rested the knife slightly under her left armpit, and pushed it in.

The knife entered her flesh delicately, painlessly, and bloodlessly. It was as if you were pushing a hot knife through room temperature butter. Her flesh felt numb underneath it moving apart like clay. Her fear and nervousness was turning to great excitement. She took old of the knife harder and with one swift stroke, cut across her breasts to her other armpit.

The incision done, her top half started falling backwards. She quickly put up her hands, grasping onto her torso to stop her fall.

“Oh God! Oh God!” she said excitedly, barely able to believe what was happening. She used her rms to walk in front of the rest of her body. For the first time she was beholding herself head on, not in front of a mirror. She saw her curvy body finishing just above her breasts. She could see how her chest moved every time her head took a breath. She didn’t know how it worked. She didn’t care. All she knew was that this was amazing.

“Hello precious,” she said to her own body. “I’m finally going to get to have a date with myself.”

She climbed over her body and felt how it shuddered. It was her own feelings, she knew this, but somehow it still felt like she was touching someone else. Someone else just as beautiful as her.

“Wow, aren’t you shy? You beautiful thing you.” She hugged her body and sucked hard on her right breast. She moved her right arm down, reaching between her legs and felt how wet she was getting.

“Should we take this to the bedroom” she whispered to her body. They slowly started walking off as Monica laughed to herself “I think I’ll have to take off work this week.”

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #844070 - 30 May 20 02:36
Only one week? I can't imagine many people who are into NBM, especially ones who love looking at themselves, accepting just one lone week with such a powerful and incredible artifact. I just hope Monica can get enough of this lone experience, really take advantage and exhaust her passions before she has to return it or risk breaking the pact in order to keep a hold of it for a while longer.
Lineart - Split
Lineart - Splitmore_vert
2020-05-29T20:53:30+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Split 2020-05-29T20:53:30+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_mitosis01.png (88.6KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #2885893 - 29 May 20 20:57
Parece algo doloroso.
Accessland High School 23
Accessland High School 23more_vert
2020-05-29T00:35:41+00:00
Post file flag
Accessland High School 23 2020-05-29T00:35:41+00:00close

The rest of the day goes by ... normally? ... at AHS. A tour of the school day and we can see some of the interesting teachers of the institution.


Media (1)


AccessLand_23_vol01.png (1.5MiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 29 May 20 23:27
Oh, I love the sports :D
Lineart - Mutant Swinsuit Magazine.
Lineart - Mutant Swinsuit Magazine.more_vert
2020-05-28T16:13:34+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Mutant Swinsuit Magazine. 2020-05-28T16:13:34+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_catgirl.png (125.3KiB)

Comments (3)
user avatar
User #5060427 - 30 May 20 00:04
oooo loving this
user avatar
User #3585155 - 29 May 20 23:27
What a doll!
user avatar
User #844070 - 28 May 20 16:21
I love how her breasts interact with each other, especially the top set resting on top of the bottom.
Color -  “For the last time, twelve!”
Color - “For the last time, twelve!”more_vert
2020-05-28T00:36:59+00:00
Post file flag
Color - “For the last time, twelve!” 2020-05-28T00:36:59+00:00close

Original idea by @ MyLifeIsAnRPG


“You need… how many?” the store clerk said, a pale look on her face.


“For the last time, twelve!” said Alexis, exasperated. “Twelve pairs of heels, all in the same color, all in the same size.”


The local Payless Shoe Source was having an overstock sale on high heels. “All styles must go!” the advertisement said “20% off all heels! Take another 50% off if we don’t have the style or size you are looking for.”


“Your ad said you’d have it in stock” said Alexis, growing increasingly annoyed. She pointed one of her many foot hands toward the cashier “So like, I said, twelve pairs all in this style, or I get 50% off. Or do I have to talk with your manager?”


The store wasn’t any stranger to mutant business. In fact, having the occasional girl come with an extra pair of legs or two really boosted sales. Normal humans don’t usually buy multiple pairs of shoes at once. But Alexis was a different story. She had so many legs tipped with so many hand feet. Her mutation was obviously more extreme than most.


But it wasn’t her mutation that was hard to handle, it was her personality. She was confident and aggressive. She knew her legs were beautiful and she loved showing them off, dressing in sexy attire even on routine days. She also wasn’t afraid to raise a stink if she wasn’t catered to. Maybe it had something to do with her rich upbringing, or maybe it was her way of dealing with having a more extreme mutation, but she didn’t take shit from anyone.


“I’m sorry miss” said the clerk. “I just don’t think we have twelve pairs of shoes in any style that are the same size.”


“Listen you!” Alexis said, leaning over the counter. “I have a very important party to go to and I need to look my best, and that means all my shoes need to match! Or would you have me show up, the guest of honor, wearing mis-matched heels like some sort of rag-tag patchwork doll!” Other customers averted their eyes from the scene, including some other mutants who were more than happy to wear multiple styles of shoes at once.


“Now your advertisement said that you would have these shoes in stock, any style, any size. Well this is the style I want, and my size is twelve pairs in a size seven!”


“B-but twelve pairs isn’t really a size” the clerk said meekly. “It’s, more like an amount?”


“Oh is that the case!” barked Alexis, flipping back her long hair with another foot-hand. “So normal human girls get to waltz in here and say ‘hey I need one pair of shoes to fit my normal two feet’ and you hop right to it, saying ‘oh thank you ma’am! Thank you miss normal! We will help you right away’” Alexis said in a mocking voice. “But a mutant girl comes in and suddenly it’s ‘sorry we can’t help you!’”


“Th-that’s not what I meant, I…”


“Look here. Your shoes fit when you get the size right… right!? Well I have twenty four feet, which means I need twelve pairs of shoes in a goddamn size seven, for them to fucking fit! Now do you have them or not!” She slammed one of her perfectly manicured foot hands on the counter, her anklets jingling as she did.


The clerk practically jumped “I…I’ll go check the back!” he said running into the store room.


“Thank you!” exclaimed Alexis, adjusting herself after her frazzled outburst. “It’s so hard to find good help these days.”



Media (1)


shoes.png (934.1KiB)

Comments (6)
user avatar
User #24680019 - 28 May 20 03:51
Great work. You should do a series of her. That looks like some of your vintage work
user avatar
User #3585155 - 29 May 20 23:26
Alexis is so beautiful. Good job on her, Access!
user avatar
User #13945643 - 28 May 20 19:20
I hope to see more of Alexis in the future. Extremely good work!!!
user avatar
accessworld - 28 May 20 19:40
We all hope to see her more .... except the clerk of the shoe store.
user avatar
User #14846007 - 28 May 20 00:38
Excuse me, OH MY GOD
user avatar
User #844070 - 28 May 20 07:49
I guess the manager coincidentally found a convenient reason to take a break far away from the store as soon as Alexis entered, because why else is a simple clerk having to deal with her?
Color - Milk, Honey, Eggs and Cream.
Color - Milk, Honey, Eggs and Cream.more_vert
2020-05-27T21:01:04+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Milk, Honey, Eggs and Cream. 2020-05-27T21:01:04+00:00close

“Shit, I’m late!” Miranda thought looking at her watch. She was desperately trying to push out the last egg, but it was dangerous to rush it. Tense up too much and it would break, which would make her spend more time cleaning egg goo off her legs, and painfully picking egg shards out of her private parts.

This was her job, a living embodiment of the “it’s a living” joke from The Flintstones. She sat in her favorite chair, watching television, as she pushed out her quota of products. Half a dozen freshly laid eggs, two gallons of cream milked from her penis, several quarts of honey from her lower breasts, and several gallons of milk from her upper breasts.

This was Miranda’s routine every morning after her second mutation four years ago. She always had the pointed ears, four breasts, and small penis in addition to her vagina, but one day she woke up with a strange pressure in her tummy and moisture in her vagina. She moaned, squatted, and before she knew it she laid an egg, dripping in fluid. Before she could call the doctor she laid another, and then another, a strange mixture of pain and pleasure after each one. As she sat there laying, two more arms grew, forcing themselves out of her sides, growing bigger with eah egg she forced out.

It was many hours before she could go to a doctor to get a checkup on her situation. The transformation was quite a shock, but she had always told herself she wouldn’t mind an extra set of arms. Maybe they would let her be a little more productive.

One night, she tested out her new arms, fondling her breasts. At the lightest touch, she saw small drops of milk drop from her nipples. She did the same with her lower breasts, but the liquid that came out was warm and stickier. Her penis had grown as a result of her last mutation, and of course she couldn’t help but play with herself, but was shocked to find that it was pure fatty cream coming out.

She went to the doctor again to check up on these strange mutations, and sure enough she was producing shelf ready food right from her orifices.

Over the years, Miranda took up an job as a regular supplier to pastry shops, some of which specialized in creating foods with ingredients of mutant origin. Eating mutant produced food still felt a little creepy to a lot of people, but the small market for it was very enthusiastic. She was sure that they were getting off on it. It’s a shame because the milk and honey she produced were some of the best tasting around.

“Mmmmm just a little more” Miranda said as she gently pushed out two more eggs. She finally felt the contractions stop as she got off her chair and disconnected the milking devices. “Seven in a single day, one over quota” she said picking up the extra egg. “Time to treat myself to a nice breakfast.”


Media (1)


Milk_Eggs_Honey_Cream.png (2.0MiB)

Lineart - Sorry 5 (final)
Lineart - Sorry 5 (final)more_vert
2020-05-27T15:02:44+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Sorry 5 (final) 2020-05-27T15:02:44+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Lineart_sorry5.png (248.6KiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #2382381 - 27 May 20 15:32
Nooo! I hate to see her leave, but I love to watch her go.
user avatar
User #3585155 - 27 May 20 21:21
Do she have something in her eye? :D
Lineart - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ...
Lineart - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ...more_vert
2020-05-27T04:41:19+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ... 2020-05-27T04:41:19+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Lineart_Humantaurssex.png (121.0KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 27 May 20 21:22
Oh, these two look so fun! I hope we get to see a lot of them :D
Sketch - Sorry 5 (final)
Sketch - Sorry 5 (final)more_vert
2020-05-26T05:31:27+00:00
Post file flag
Sketch - Sorry 5 (final) 2020-05-26T05:31:27+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


sketch_sorry5.png (120.1KiB)

Comments (3)
user avatar
User #130225 - 26 May 20 07:46
Final? Final? Noooooooooo!
user avatar
accessworld - 26 May 20 19:44
Calm. A sequel will come later.
user avatar
User #130225 - 26 May 20 20:14
:D
Color - Oh no!
Color - Oh no!more_vert
2020-05-26T00:04:03+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Oh no! 2020-05-26T00:04:03+00:00close

CRAAAASH!

The pieces of an extremely expensive antique Mediterranean ceramic vase lay scattered at Rose’s feet.

“Oh no! I can’t believe how clumsy I am!” Rose said between sobs. She sat on the floor, sore from her fall, her three long legs tangled with themselves. “This is the third object I broke this month…” she said with a heavy frowning sigh.

The awkward made stood on her shaky legs. She was starting to get used to walking in her high platform shoes, but she was undeniably a bit of a klutz. She caught her shoe on the edge of the carpet and fell forward, and when she tried to catch herself with two legs at once they just got in her way. She grabbed at anything around her to help her keep her balance. Unfortunately, she found the vase.

Despite the whole mess being one big accident, she couldn’t help but feel guilty. “Master is so good to me and I’ve been so reckless,” she wailed. “Maybe I don’t deserve to be here after all.”

Rose collected the bits and pieces as best she could, hoping she could somehow repair it, but despaired at the fine sprinkling of ceramic dust that lay on the floor, dust that used to be a vase that paid several years of her salary. She put them in a bag, adjusted her maid outfit, and finished cleaning the hall.

“I’m going to have to speak with master…” she said, the guilt weighing heavy on her shoulders. “I’ll explain what happened and…. And probably have to give my resignation.”

A few hours later the man she called Master arrived home at his mansion. It was a long day and all he wanted was to rest. He entered the hall, and saw Rose, in her maid outfit, averting her eyes, a look of almost painful sorrow across her face.

“W-welcome home Master. I… have something I need to tell you.”

“No no, don’t say it,” the Master said interjecting. “You broke something, right?”

“Yes! I… I didn’t mean it” she said with tears in her eyes. “I broke the vase… the expensive one. I tripped on the carpet and hit it when I fell down. I know that vase could have paid for three other maids much more talented than me. I’ll just… leave and never come back…”

“Rose… ugh… yes that vase was expensive,” said the boss, exhausted from his day’s work “but you are worth more than just your paycheck. If you left, then life around here would be less happy… and a whole lot less interesting. You say you are going to leave every time you make a mistake and I’ll say the same thing I always say. Please don’t.”

“Really Master?” Rose said with tears in her eyes.

“Yes really” her Master said with a smile on his face. “I’d happily trade in several priceless artifacts for your company.”

“Oh thank you Master!” Rose said with a sobbing joy. “I promise I will be more careful. Maybe I should stop wearing heels.”

“Now now, that would be a shame. First leaving and now giving up heels? Don’t make your master cry.”

Rose smiled and nodded. Her master laughed again, “Oh, and I know you already have your bags packed. You might as well bring them back to your room.”

“Y, yes master. Right away.” Rose reached into the other room and picked up several suitcases that she had packed, ready to move out. She happily started running upstairs with them to unpack them back in her room. Unfortunately she was running so fast she slipped.

“Oh no!” she said as a suitcase went tumbling down the stairs flinging her clothes everywhere.

“Never a dull moment” her Master said, smiling as he bent down to help her pick them up.


Media (1)


OhNo.png (2.0MiB)

Karin in Discord - Dinosaurs 00
Karin in Discord - Dinosaurs 00more_vert
2020-05-25T16:59:20+00:00
Post file flag
Karin in Discord - Dinosaurs 00 2020-05-25T16:59:20+00:00close

Access fortunately was rescued from the dungeon where Karin "protected him." Now he is recovering from his wounds, the girls begin Karin transformations.


Media (1)


dinosaurs00.png (443.6KiB)

Lineart - Forever Together
Lineart - Forever Togethermore_vert
2020-05-25T02:25:16+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Forever Together 2020-05-25T02:25:16+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart-Queen.png (109.9KiB)

Ask Ms. Jessica Park - May 2020
Ask Ms. Jessica Park - May 2020more_vert
2020-05-25T00:23:08+00:00
Ask Ms. Jessica Park - May 2020 2020-05-25T00:23:08+00:00close

The content for Ask Ms. Jessica comes from real questions from real people sent to AskMsJessica@gmail.com


Media (1)


Miss_Jessica.png (508.8KiB)


Attachments (1)


Ask Ms.pdf (1.1MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #844070 - 25 May 20 05:34
I understand it's typed up as such, but it would be nice to have some proper confirmation: is this email address legitimate, something we can send questions to for a future edition of this type of post?
user avatar
User #6339289 - 25 May 20 09:20
yes, the mail works and you get real answers.
Color - Stray Legs
Color - Stray Legsmore_vert
2020-05-24T16:08:54+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Stray Legs 2020-05-24T16:08:54+00:00close

I was on my way home when I saw.. her? I suppose I should say her. It was half a girl, a pair of legs. But it wasn’t just any pair of legs. It was an incredibly beautiful pair, captivating in the way they walked. They were smooth, completely clean shaven, clad in a pair of black panties and Louboutin heels. They walked confidently in those heels, as if they were very used to wearing them. Was, this a mutant? Or was some mutant careless enough to misplace such beautiful legs.

They were turning the corner with a timid pause. It appeared as if they didn’t know the neighborhood. I approached to try and help them, but they avoided me. It would be several more minutes until they came back to me, as if resigning themselves to my aid.

I tried to look for some identifying marks, a tattoo, an ankle bracelet with an address or name on it, I even checked her shoes. Nothing. The only thing I could think of was to bring them home so they can rest.

They settled on my sofa. Their skin was perfect, like a blend of silk and velvet. I couldn’t bear the curiosity so I peeked under their panties. Their pussy was hairless, pink lips delicate and perfect. I couldn’t tell if the legs couldn’t tell what I was doing, or if they didn’t care.

I took off their heels so they can rest their feet. They had a perfect pedicure, recently made even. They must have gotten lost recently. That was when I noticed a small toe-ring, something I didn’t check before. I took it off and inscribed along the inside was a phone number. FINALLY! Not that I didn’t enjoy touching this perfect pair of legs, but it was time to get them back to their owner.

I called the number and assumed that the legs’ owner picked up, but actually it was some sort of assistant. She said that she and her “lady” would come by in a few minutes. Lady? Was she rich? Royalty? Some kind of celebrity.

I took the spare time to massage the delicate feet in my lap. I am not particularly sure how but, they look pleased. They even got playful. At one point they pushed their left foot against my groin in a seductive way. While I couldn’t deny my arousal, I didn’t want to go too far with the owner soon arriving.

Soon, the bell rang. A young woman dressed in an all-black suit answered. “Thank you for taking care of my lady’s legs,” she said in a stern and serious voice. “They sometimes run away when she sleeps. It’s not a problem in the mansion, but my lady insisted on going out for a hair cut and pedicure. She fell asleep while she was waiting for her hair to dry and here we are.”

I looked over her shoulder to see what may have been the most expensive car I have ever seen parked in front of my lawn. Out of the window I saw an incredibly beautiful young woman, slightly blushing, dressed in a while dress and covering her eyes with sunglasses. The legs almost skipped excitedly as she neared, running over to her. The girl opened the door, rolled up her dress, lefted her with her arms and climbed atop the legs where her skin fused back into one. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen was now whole again. She nodded to me in a gesture of thanks and entered the car.

“She is grateful” said her assistant. “Thank you for calling the emergency number we keep on her toe ring. It would be bad if my lady’s legs fell into the wrong hands. I expect you will not share the number with anyone, yes?” She looked into my eyes with a cold stare. I nodded. “Good” she said.

“I just, did what any good person would do” I said nervously, trying to prove my good intentions.

The assistant laughed a bit. “My lady can still feel her legs when they are detached. You apparently give excellent foot massages. I hope you called us on your personal line. The lady wants to… save your number for later.”

With that her assistant gave a small bow and got back into the car, slowly driving away to who knows where. There’s no chance a girl like her would be interested in a guy like me…. Is there? I laughed, convincing myself that it was impossible… but I certainly did keep my phone charged and in my pocket at all times for the next few days.


Media (1)


strayLegs.png (2.8MiB)

Lineart - A cute tentacle
Lineart - A cute tentaclemore_vert
2020-05-24T00:53:22+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - A cute tentacle 2020-05-24T00:53:22+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Lineart_A_cute_tentacle.png (87.0KiB)

Emily - A tale about mutation 04
Emily - A tale about mutation 04more_vert
2020-05-23T01:23:41+00:00
Post file flag
Emily - A tale about mutation 04 2020-05-23T01:23:41+00:00close

Emily shakily put her hands on her now wider than normal hips, fiddling with the torn fabric of her skirt. A look of annoyance and grief flashed across her face.

“It happened this afternoon.” She said. “I had a really good day at work so I thought I’d head to the mall and treat myself. I was walking through the food court when I started to feel nauseous. Then I felt pressure. Then pain. It was a very strange sensation, like my insides were crawling around.” Emily slumped backward in her favorite chair, exhausted. She let out a small whimper as the armrests felt tight against her wide hips and a sigh as the very act of recounting the day’s events was draining.

“I can’t imagine. Was it over quickly?” -Paul said, incredulously.

“Thankfully yes.” Emily said leaning back against the headrest. As least something hadn’t changed. “It was a minute at most. I felt hot and out of breath, and there was a tingling deep inside me. Then everything started to crack and pop. It was painful. It felt like something was dying to get out of me. I felt this need to push and when I did I felt skin and bones and muscles move. It was like a horror movie. Eventually it felt like something popped, and the pressure released, that’s when my new leg grew. It was really fast too, it shredded my underwear.”

“Oh hooooo so does that mean you aren’t wearing anything under that skirt?” Paul said trying to break the dour mood.

“Paul, please, I'm literally a tripod now. A mutant! Can we focus, just for a second, on something other than my lack of panties?”

Paul winced when his joke landed so poorly. “Sorry, I’m just having a hard time absorbing it all. I have seen lots of people with mutations but they’ve always been minor.”

“Same” Emily replied. “There was a lot of stuff I could have dealt with, or even liked. Pointed ears, extra nipples, heck I would have even been OK with a tail. But this… this is so much. I couldn’t even hide it if I wanted to.”


Media (1)


04.png (815.0KiB)

Color -  Sophie & Lucy & Jess
Color - Sophie & Lucy & Jessmore_vert
2020-05-22T18:16:19+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Sophie & Lucy & Jess 2020-05-22T18:16:19+00:00close

Sophie and Lucy need no introduction. Here I made an illustration with her best friend Jess, a two headed girl. Sophie & Lucy will use it on their Deviantart cover, and here I leave a version of these three girls in glorious nudity


Media (2)


sL_clothed.png (1.8MiB)
sL_nude.png (1.8MiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 23 May 20 18:53
All three of them look great!!
Color - #AsukaRedraw
Color - #AsukaRedrawmore_vert
2020-05-22T00:24:54+00:00
Post file flag
Color - #AsukaRedraw 2020-05-22T00:24:54+00:00close

Yes, I made the other challenge too. Most know that I hate doing Fanarts, but I'm trying to let go a bit.


Media (1)


AsukaRedraw.png (983.8KiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #2975979 - 22 May 20 17:46
I think you do fanarts pretty well. Keep going^^
user avatar
User #130225 - 22 May 20 00:27
Tbh, I think seeing well known characters in your style makes your art more approachable.
Instagram - The Alien Girlfriend 05/05
Instagram - The Alien Girlfriend 05/05more_vert
2020-05-21T16:53:41+00:00
Post file flag
Instagram - The Alien Girlfriend 05/05 2020-05-21T16:53:41+00:00close

Hello my dear aliens! It’s been so long and it’s so nice to be with you again.

I apologize for not uploading more photos but I’ve been busy. I’ve practically been on a tour, going to several laboratories to run tests on my body. Because, yes, it’s true dear aliens… I have mutated again, and the new me is beyond imagination!

Do you know what a level 4 mutant is. It’s a mutant whose body has transformed (or in my case, “perfected”) so much that their biology doesn’t even make sense to current day science. Well you, my dear aliens, are now fans of the most shockingly beautiful level 4 mutant of this or any other solar system.

Let’s do the before and after thing. First, we have me from three weeks ago. Super-hot, I know, but oh so boring and human.

Now, you have me from today, no longer just your Alien Girlfriend, now your Alien Queen!

I can’t even begin to describe the wondrous things that have happened to me. I can now separate my body into three independent sections. They are all me, and to an extent I can control them all, but they also kind of have a mind of their own, a hive mind, if you will.

First, there’s my head. It was the first part of my body to mutate and it hasn’t changed much. All the mutations from last time are here, the tentacle tongues, three eyes, four ears, four legs, and of course wings, which I’m happy to say have gotten bigger and stronger since last we talked.

Then there is my torso. New eyes formed above my breasts, which is great because now I have a better sense of where it is when my head is detached. My breasts themselves formed two mouths with their own tentacle tongues. They are like little mini-mes. We sang in vocal harmony the other day and it was beautiful… if I wasn’t so busy being your Alien Queen, I could probably make a killing on Mutant Idol.

You’ve probably noticed some other changes to my torso as well. I now have four arms and four new crablike legs, which allows my torso to move around independently. I also have two new breasts under my original ones. These are more my “real” breasts now, since my original breasts are now for talking and eating.

Then there is my bottom half. My legs grew a new section and, to be honest, this might be my favorite change. All girls should be so lucky to have legs as long as this! I also grew a second set of legs. Good thing I had another set of heels lying around.

My vagina turned into a mouth. You might be wondering how I… hehe… you know but to be honest, I haven’t had to go to the bathroom since I changed! There’s some weird chemistry going on in me, and I’m not sure what. Oh well, I don’t need to! That’s what the lab visits are for.

Finally I have a long tail with a big glorious eye. It’s really strange to be able to experience trinocular, binocular, and monocular vision all at once, depending on what part of my body I’m looking out of, but I honestly have never had better vision on my life. (Here’s a secret, your human Alien Girlfriend needed glasses but just wore contacts, but your Alien Queen doesn’t need them at all!)

Being able to be in three places at once is genuinely incredible. I feel like a community in myself. I’ve been dying to try all these bodies out at once, but you know… quarantine. Luckily a few restrictions have been lifted recently, so I went out for a walk with my head, while my torso sat back and played video games and legs had some, hehe, sexual fun. The walls of my vagina mouth are still so very sensitive…. It’s almost too easy to get myself off. I have to be careful though. I was flying when I reached orgasm and I nearly fell out of the air!

My life has picked up so much since my mutation. I’m already working out some talk show dead and modeling sessions for some fetish magazines. I’m even trying out for a movie! I would be playing, of course, an alien girl. Now I have to hope that my acting is as wonderful as my mutation. I can barely contain myself!

Remember, your queen is thinking about all of you my little hivelings, and remember…

The truth is out there!


Media (5)


etGirlfriend05_a.png (473.6KiB)
etGirlfriend05_b.png (665.7KiB)
etGirlfriend05_d.png (365.4KiB)
etGirlfriend05_c.png (351.0KiB)
etGirlfriend05_e.png (529.3KiB)

Comments (5)
user avatar
User #5316984 - 21 May 20 18:45
Absolutely Wonderful! Amazing, Stunning, Brilliant, Adorable, Sexy, Hot, Beautiful... words are not enough to express how much I love this one Access.
user avatar
User #293191 - 21 May 20 18:34
I had extremely high expectations for this part, but this is even better than I had hoped. Seriously amazing conclusion to this series!
user avatar
User #33440473 - 21 May 20 20:33
Awesome conclusion, I really liked this series. It would be amazing if you could make more content like this.
user avatar
User #2975979 - 21 May 20 23:39
That's what you call a level 4 mutant. What a complexe body she has!
user avatar
User #10490659 - 22 May 20 04:52
The narrative is a great extra layer. If you ever bring her back I would love to see posts about say her getting a boyfriend.
Lineart - Spider Attack (aftermath)
Lineart - Spider Attack (aftermath)more_vert
2020-05-21T01:50:09+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Spider Attack (aftermath) 2020-05-21T01:50:09+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_SpiderAttack_2part.png (244.9KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 22 May 20 19:30
I love this girls form
Sketch - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ...
Sketch - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ...more_vert
2020-05-20T22:26:15+00:00
Post file flag
Sketch - Once upon a time there were two humantaurs ... 2020-05-20T22:26:15+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Sketch_Humantaurssex.png (82.8KiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 22 May 20 19:30
Oh wow... this one is going to be fun :D
user avatar
User #26115772 - 22 May 20 23:51
This... this is the stuff!
Color - "Adopt a Puppy"
Color - "Adopt a Puppy"more_vert
2020-05-20T01:45:59+00:00
Post file flag
Color - "Adopt a Puppy" 2020-05-20T01:45:59+00:00close

The morning was barely breaking on the farm, but everyone was already awake and at work. Annie Brownie, the cute puppy girl, went to the barn to see Thea coordinating the next delivery of milk that would leave for the city. She saw Alaska, the massive stud girl pulling a wheelbarrow full of food and supplies. She saw Lotus, the snake girl, resting on a hay bale basking in the sun.

…OK, not everyone was at work.

Dixie and Golden, the chicken girls, were rushing to their egg laying shift. Licorice and Smokey, the sheep girls, were shaving themselves, filling boxes with wool that would then be sent off to be spun into fabric and thread. There were goat girls making cheese, pig girls fixing the barn, even a bee girl pollinating flowers and producing honey from her breasts.

“They are all working so very hard,” Annie thought to herself. “I need to do my part too!”

The adorable little puppy brushed her hair and practices some flirty poses that she saw the older animal mutants do. She took a large cushion from the farmhouse and set it up outside the front door. She also found a leftover blank canvas and fashioned a makeshift sight that said:

“ADOPT A PUPPY”

“Done! Now I just have to wait for someone to adopt me and I can donate all the money I make to the farm! Hehe!”

Cars came and went, most of them filled with the farm’s standard customers, chefs, wholesalers, groceries, and the like, but by the middle of the day vehicles filled with sketchy guys and fraternity jerks were pulling up alongside the road. Wondering what was going on, Thea and Alaska went to investigate and found the puppy making flirty “come hither” motions at the passing cars.

“Annie Brownie, I was just looking for y- Wait… what the heck are you doing?” Thea exclaimed seeing her sign, cushion, and awkward behavior.

“Thea! I’m so happy you are here! I’m going to contribute to the farm like everyone else. I’m going to let someone adopt me, and then I’ll give you all the money I make!”

Thea laughed to herself “Annie, darling.” Thea said in an understanding tone. “Do you know what adoption means? If someone adopts you, then you’ll have to leave the farm forever.”

“FOREVER!” Annie said, standing up and flailing her arms. “What!? No! I thought it was like a date, but like one that someone pays you to go on. You get paid, you go out, you have fun, and then you come home with the money right?”

“That’s called prostitution!” Lotus called out from the top of her hay bale.

“Oh shut it!” shouted Alaska with an angry scowl.

Thea turned back to Annie giving her a pat on the head. “No honey. Adoption is when people bring you into their family. If you were adopted into a new family, you would have to leave this one.”

“I don’t want to leave this family” Annie said meekly, a few tears in her eyes.

“Good, and we don’t want you to leave either.” Thea said with a warm smile. “Besides, I don’t like the look of most of these guys. I don’t think they would treat you well.”

“Hey! Come on already. We want to adopt the dog!” one of the jerks shouted from their car.

“Yeah, we will be sure to treat her reeeeeal nice!” another jerk said, licking his lips in an eerie way.

Alaska walked over to the car and put a hand on the roof. Her strength caused the whole carriage to shake, startling the men inside. She lifted her massive stud penis with her other hand and bent over to look the men in the eye. “Come on sugar. Why would you want to adopt the little puppy when you can be with a big strong woman like me.” She licked her lips in the same way the creepy jerk did, which made them both pull back in fear.

“N-no, thank you. We’re good!” The frightened men rolled up the window and quickly pulled away, the other dubious vehicles soon following.

“Hah typical!” Alaska said with a laugh as she walked back over to Thea and Annie. “Weak men always run when they see someone bigger than them.”

“Thanks Alaska, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry to you too Thea” Annie said wiping away a few of her tears. “I love you all so much. I promise I’ll never offer myself up for adoption again.”

“Good girl” Thea said, petting her head once more. “Now come with me. We had a big yield last night and I could use some help counting it all.”

“Really!” Annie said excited “I can help?”

“Of course!” Alaska said with a chuckle “We’d be happy for your help. I mean who else is gonna pitch in, Lotus? HAH!”

“I HEARD THAT! I’M COLD BLOODED AND I NEED TO WARM UP BEFORE WORKING! YOU KNOW THAT!” Lotus shouted in an annoyed voice from afar.

The three girls laughed to themselves and went back into the farmhouse.


Media (2)


annieBrownie.png (691.0KiB)
annieBrownie_nude.png (672.3KiB)

Comments (3)
user avatar
User #10890568 - 20 May 20 05:07
I for one would love to see the stud girl's shaft
user avatar
User #5059840 - 20 May 20 07:05
Shes been drawn on this Patreon before https://www.patreon.com/posts/color-animal-6523626
user avatar
User #3501586 - 20 May 20 15:07
Need a shot of all the farm girls at work.
Color - #sailormoonredrawchallenge
Color - #sailormoonredrawchallengemore_vert
2020-05-19T22:57:56+00:00
Post file flag
Color - #sailormoonredrawchallenge 2020-05-19T22:57:56+00:00close

Yep, I was tempted to do the challenge. I put something of my style on it in case you don't notice.

Comments (6)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 20 May 20 14:35
I love her outfit. Especially the bodysuit on her taurso :)
user avatar
User #325418 - 20 May 20 00:06
Gorgeous girltaur Moon
user avatar
User #293191 - 19 May 20 23:00
Wait, what's the difference?
user avatar
accessworld - 19 May 20 23:04
I use a more saturated color palette.
user avatar
User #293191 - 19 May 20 23:07
Ah, now I see it
user avatar
User #844070 - 19 May 20 23:59
She is the one called Mutant Moon.
Color - It's a been a long day
Color - It's a been a long daymore_vert
2020-05-19T15:23:06+00:00
Post file flag
Color - It's a been a long day 2020-05-19T15:23:06+00:00close

“Phew! What a day!” both of Athena’s heads exclaimed with an exhausted sign. She had spent the better part of the day cleaning and doing chores, when she wasn’t looking after her babies.

It was still an hour before her husband Peter would return from work. She took this rare moment of relaxation fall back into her favorite chair, turn on the TV for some background noise, and let one of her heads drift to sleep. It was a small trick she learned a month ago. It didn’t quite refresh her the way a full night’s sleep or even a nap would, but it was a decent way to recharge without totally passing out.

AS her right head snorted and snored in her sleep, her left thought back to a time when her life was very different, a time when the name Athena, the name of a goddess, felt far too big for her.

She met Peter back when she was in college, before she mutated. Back then she was just a shy five foot tall girl with an interest in literature. It’s not often that you stay with your college love forever, but she and Peter really clicked. They were married not long after they graduated. Peter got a job as a professor at their alma mater while Athena worked freelance as a consultant and research assistant.

However, Athena’s real aspiration was always to have a family, another thing she shared in common with her husband. It was an aspiration which would be realized only a few years after their marriage. She and Peter rejoiced after the pregnancy test came back positive, but the doctor’s visit came with two new surprises.

First, she was expecting twins.

Second, she had the mutant gene.

Athena had already gone through puberty with no mutations and was well into adulthood. The doctor explained how it’s usually chemical changes in the body that trigger a mutation, and that pregnancy changes your body chemistry just as much as puberty does. So, she prepared herself. She decided that no matter how she mutated, she would be a good mother and wife.

And yet the mutation didn’t come. She carried the babies to term without any mutations at all. The delivery was ideal, with fewer complications than even the doctors expected. She has a baby boy and girl, both healthy and beautiful. Athena and Peter finally had the family they wanted, and it looked like even the pregnancy wasn’t enough to cause her to mutate.

But life is funny that way. Sometimes the biggest challenges of your life feel like nothing while the small stressors change your life forever.

Raising the twins was draining, but fulfilling. Athena and Peter took turns tending to the babies at night. They slept in shifts, neither of them getting a full nights rest. Someone was always up, changing diapers, heating a bottle, checking on them when they cried. It was a full time job, but luckily the university had given Peter some paternity leave and his help was more than appreciated.

With the knowledge that Peter would one day have to return to work, Athena tried to take most of the responsibility on herself. She pushed her body to the breaking point, handling chores around the house, getting very little sleep, and taking care of the babies as well. She wanted Peter to not have to worry about her when her paternity leave was up. He protested, insisting that she let herself rest, but she wouldn’t listen.

Then one night, she pushed herself too far.

Exhausted and barely able to move her body, she dragged herself to the side of the bed, gently rocking Peter to wake him up. “Honey…” Athena said softly. “I… I don’t think I can look after the babies tonight. My body feels like it weighs a ton. I’m sorry but, can you cover for me?”

“Of course honey!” Peter said giving her a loving hug. “You already do so much. You must be exhausted. Lie down and get some rest.”

“Thank you” Athena said with a soft smile. She fell back onto the bed as Peter left to deal with the children.

What happened next was bizarre to say the least. Athena tried to relax, but it felt like her skin was crawling, or rather, something below her skin was crawling. It was her muscles, shifting and moving beneath her body. At first she thought it was just fatigue, but then she got a glimpse of her actual muscles, bulging, and tightening. She got up, her clothes feeling tight. She tried to call for Peter, but sound wouldn’t come out. Maybe it was shock. Maybe it was exhaustion.

Her muscles continued to grow, as the bones in her body thickened and lengthened. She could feel herself growing, taller, thicker, stronger. Her breasts grew several sizes, and as she arched her back, two more sets grew beneath them, heavy and engorged with milk. She ripped out of her pajamas as they became too small to contain her growing body, moaning softly to herself.

She reached a hand forward, only to see her knuckles moving and cracking. Her fingers pushed together, replacing her five dainty fingers with three, longer, thicker, stronger ones. The same happened with her toes, merging down to three which felt far more sturdy and powerful. Every part of her body just felt solid and strong.

She leaned forward as if by instinct. Her shoulder blades cracked and split under her skin. She moaned and flexed them as they grew, pushing out against her skin, new muscles and bones growing. Even before she saw it, she felt it. She knew she was growing a second pair of arms.

And the most bizarre mutation of all, was when her head split apart. She felt her skull crack and cave in, bisecting itself. Her face pulled at itself, stretching sideways, and dividing into two halves. Her eyes were shut tight, as she felt new flesh growing, and when her eyes opened again, she would see out of four, four eyes on two heads, each with a long golden horn growing out of her forehead.

As her mutation slowed to a stop, she felt herself exhale heavily. She turned to look at herself in the mirror. She was nearly seven feet tall and she looked like some sort of two headed ogre. But she felt, honestly, amazing.

It was weird. She had heard tales of mutations being painful, but this wasn’t painful at all. She wondered if it was because of the hormones from pregnancy still circulating through her body. Or maybe her views of pain were just skewed. After all, there is practically nothing more painful than childbirth.

But this didn’t feel painful. It didn’t feel like her body was tearing itself apart. Rather, it felt like her body was waking up. She felt like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon. Like a new her was born, a new her that she instantly loved. She felt the power in her muscles, the thumping of her heart, the barreling breath her massive lungs were able to take in. Her body was Amazonian in nature. The flexed her arms and chest and suddenly a stream of milk came out of her new breasts. They weren’t even sore. It’s like she was built to be a mother. Built to raise her children. She had wished to be strong for Peter, and now she was.

“I think I have to empty these” one head said, the tatters of her pajamas having caught most of the milk.

“God I hope Peter doesn’t freak out” the other said, as she went to the bathroom and began milking herself into a few prepared baby bottles. It felt good, not just sexual but, loving and motherly to milk herself, knowing it will be used to feed her babies. She was doing a mother’s duty.

Athena remembered how Peter almost passed out later that night when he saw her in her new giant sexy form. They stayed up all night exploring her body, figuring out how it works, and that morning they made love. It was a unique experience for Peter to play a more submissive role in front of his wife’s strong and muscular body. Despite staying up all night, Athena wasn’t tired. Her stamina had grown so much, just through this mutation.

Over the next few months Athena made some changes to accommodate her new life. The largest expenditures were a whole new wardrobe purchased from the big and tall store, and some new furniture that better held her new body’s weight, Still, despite her changes being quite radical, and the doctors classifying her as a level 3 mutant when next she had a checkup, she didn’t have to make too many adjustments. New clothes and sturdier chairs were a small price to pay for this new body which she felt was a clear upgrade.

Honestly, the most frustrating thing to do was drive, since cars just weren’t built for tall people, but then again she figured that wasn’t a problem that only mutants had. There were definitely some tall humans out there that were feeling her pain. Besides, she spent most of her time at home, caring for the kids, so she spent far less time driving than she used to.

Now sitting on her comfy chair, wiped after a day’s worth of mothering, her left head laughed to herself. “My body was made for this job and the twins still manage to tire me out. Haha, no one ever said being a mother was easy.” She leaned over to kiss her right head awake as she saw Peter’s car pulling up the driveway.

“Mmmmmm…. This is the best way to wake up.” Her right head said as she slowly blinked her eyes open.

“True” her left head whispered. “Hey Peter’s almost home. What say we wait for him naked?”

“Without a doubt” said her right head as she began to remove her dress.

She was tired, but she still had some energy left for a little fun.


Media (1)


It_has_been_a_long_day.png (720.3KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #2975979 - 19 May 20 18:27
I wonder if at the end it's a little game she does between her heads or if she's slowly starting to have two personalities.^^
Lineart - Oh no!
Lineart - Oh no!more_vert
2020-05-19T03:05:13+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Oh no! 2020-05-19T03:05:13+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_OhNo.png (220.4KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #325418 - 19 May 20 23:53
I can replace a vase I can never replace her
Sketch - Forever Together
Sketch - Forever Togethermore_vert
2020-05-19T02:06:50+00:00
Post file flag
Sketch - Forever Together 2020-05-19T02:06:50+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


sketch_Queen.png (90.9KiB)

Color - Sorry 4
Color - Sorry 4more_vert
2020-05-18T17:12:06+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Sorry 4 2020-05-18T17:12:06+00:00close

“I can’t stand her anymore” said the boy with a spiteful disdain. “Quarantine is bad enough, but now I’m grounded on top of it.”

“Less talking more peeling” his mother said, motioning to the large heap of unpeeled potatoes serving as his current punishment. “And what’s this about hating your cousin? A few years ago you said you wanted to marry her.”

“I did not!” protested the boy. “Or if I did, I didn’t mean it.”

“Hah! I clearly remember the first time you saw her. You couldn’t stop talking about her for weeks.

The boy grumbled and went back to peeling potatoes. It bothered him that his mom remembered every dumb thing he said.

He thought back to that moment, when his uncle moved back to Port Solei. He had eloped with a mutant woman, a single mother with four arms and four breasts. It shocked the family at first, and there were still more conservative parts of the family that didn’t approve. However, the boy’s mother was one of the first to reach out, and soon became fast friends with hi new aunt.

The day that they first met was eye opening for him. He had never seen a mutant woman up close. He only had pictures and the angry rants of his grandparents to go by. Understanding that mutants were really, well, real was a formative experience.

But not nearly as formative as meeting his new cousin. He had never met a prettier girl and despite her mutation she could easily have been considered his first love. Of course, he was young at that time, too young to know what love meant. Frankly, he was probably still too young.

“That was then!” the boy replied, snapping himself out of his own reminiscence. “This is now. Every time I see her something bad happens.”

“Nothing bad would happen if you weren’t so ‘clumsy’” the mother said in a mocking tone.

“I seriously didn’t mean to do any of it!” the boy shouted, going back to his pile of potatoes. Things were difficult. He would be living with his cousin for a long time but he felt like he couldn’t even get close to her anymore. He was already grounded long enough to last several quarantines, and he blamed her… but he also still liked her. He hated that he liked her. It was all so confusing.

“Ok, that’s enough” his mother said, as the boy absentmindedly started letting his peels drop the floor. “You look exhausted. Take a break and, I don’t know, maybe play some video games with your cousin. Try to make amends. Just…” she paused with a heavy sigh “be careful this time, ok?”

The boy put down the peeler, went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and entered the living room where he saw his cousin playing Soul Calibur 2, a classic that they had played many times before as young children. She was sitting on the couch wearing a warm knit top and elastic shorts.

“Weren’t you serving out your sentence in the kitchen?” His cousin said with a stony look on her face.

“I got time off for good behavior,” he replied. “Mind if I play?”

“So you got bored of your Mom so now you want me to punish you?” she said with a malicious smile. “Pick up the controller.”

They played several rounds and the boy had to admit that she was good. He wasn’t able to take a match. Despite his horrible performance, the atmosphere was relaxed. They laughed, trash talked, brought up good memories about the game. It was probably the best interaction the two had since quarantine started.

“I’m just out of practice. But I’m getting there. I bet I can even win the next fight-“

“DONE!” the girl replied. “And the winner can demand one thing from the loser.” She was cooking up a little revenge plot in her mind.

“A-anything?” the boy responded.

“Anything.” The girl gave him a wink.

The boy was confused. Was she flirting with him? Was she just screwing with him? What was she scheming? In the end it didn’t matter. He planned to have her tell his mom that she forgave him so that he can get out of this endless series of punishments. That would be enough.

They were at the character select screen and his cousin was debating between Ivy or Taki when he noticed a stray thread sticking out of her top. “Hold on, let me just…” he said as he reached over to grab it. He yanked on it hard and immediately realized the mistake he made. It was like a chain reaction. The thread gave way and the top unraveled, his cousin’s three generous breasts being laid bare to the air.

She covered her breasts and her face flushed red with embarrassment and anger. “WHAT THE FUCK!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “CAN’T WE SPEAK TO EACH OTHER FOR THREE MINUTES WITHOUT YOU TRYING TO SEE MY FUCKING TITS!”

“No! It was an accident! I swear!” The boy’s face went pale. He couldn’t believe this was happening again.

“You think I’m going to believe you? You have the world’s biggest boner right now. You are such a pervert!”

“Well, yeah? What about your bo-“

“AUNTIE!” the girl shouted before the boy could finish his sentence. “HE TOOK OFF MY BRA THIS TIME AND HE’S STARING RIGHT AT MY DICK!”

She stomped out of the room with outrage on her face, though the boy noticed what could have been a flirtatious sway to her hips. Was she… getting off on getting him in trouble?

“What do I have to be so STUPID?” he said to himself. He started to question whether or not this was some sort of big plan. Did she mean to do this? Was the game just bait? Had she been purposefully been putting herself in harms way all this time just to embarrass him.

“Well, thank god I can’t be punished anymore. Mom already has me doing all the chores.” He said to himself.

“I’m withholding your allowance for the rest of quarantine!” his mom shouted from the other room.

The boy looked to the heavens and shook his fist “CURSE YOU GOD!”


Media (2)


sorry4.png (1.2MiB)
sorry4.png (1.2MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #568697 - 18 May 20 17:21
She's so beautiful, I love her long black hair
user avatar
User #3585155 - 18 May 20 19:03
I love her facial expression. Hehe
Lineart - Sorry 4!
Lineart - Sorry 4!more_vert
2020-05-18T05:10:33+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Sorry 4! 2020-05-18T05:10:33+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_sorry4.png (176.7KiB)

Karin in Discord - Quarantine
Karin in Discord - Quarantinemore_vert
2020-05-18T00:30:57+00:00
Post file flag
Karin in Discord - Quarantine 2020-05-18T00:30:57+00:00close

It’s been a few months since the lab shut down for quarantine. You might be wondering, what have all the lab girls been doing.


Maddie was fortunate enough to have a decent amount of scientific equipment at home and has been slowly transporting official lab equipment there to create a remote lab setup. In addition to her standard mutation research, she has been looking into how mutant physiology interacts with the virus, in order to better serve any members of the mutant community that might become sick.


Nurse Grace is on the frontlines, acting as an ER nurse for COVID-19 patients. She works long hours and is constantly on call. She has moved out of her apartment and now lives in a co-op with other doctors and nurses that are responding to the pandemic. While this is certainly one of the most stressful times in her medical career, she is doing important work and saving lives on a daily basis.


With the lab closed, Sophie and Lucy have had less secretary work to do. While they still handle paperwork here and there as it comes up, they mostly spend their time doing web-based cosplay photoshoots. They’ve amassed a decent following and host several charity streams, donating all the money raised to COVID relief.


Thea moved back to her farm, away from population centers that were dealing with massive outbreaks. She has begun donating her crops food banks in order to serve communities that are going through resource shortages during the pandemic. She has also started organizing a mutant co-op so that any mutant that produces milk, eggs, or another food-stuff can donate personally to local food banks as well. She has begun turning her own milk into cheese, butter, and other dairy items so that it can be more easily preserved and shipped to communities that need it.


After Leena caught COVID-19, she had to take a full month to recover. While she’s still having a few breathing problems here or there, she’s feeling much better and resumed her normal life as one of the few who now has active antibodies to the disease. She has since donated blood plasma to aid in the search for a vaccine. Unfortunately, the quarantine has put a temporary stop to her duties as a lab assistant. So instead, she’s become the labs writer and editor, going over every press release and official document that the lab puts out. In fact, she may be typing this right now. Ooooooh, how meta!


Carl has been using his 3D printer to print medical equipment such as face shields and respirators for hospitals in need. What? You didn’t know that Carl had a 3D printer? Well he does, and he’s a very active part of the maker community! He’s a complex guy you know.


Karin has been continuing her work for Access Labs at home, performing genetic experiments with samples that Maddie sends her through secure mail. Of course, this means that she actually has to live her normal life in some of these forms, whereas normally she would only have to spend a short time in them in a controlled lab setting. It’s created some… interesting scenarios.


And Access…. Actually… wait… has anyone seen Access recently?



Media (1)


quarantine.png (261.9KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3623083 - 18 May 20 15:40
Hope Grace stays safe.
Color - The apartment next door
Color - The apartment next doormore_vert
2020-05-17T23:08:21+00:00
Post file flag
Color - The apartment next door 2020-05-17T23:08:21+00:00close

It was late in the afternoon on yet another day of quarantine. I prepared a cup of coffee as I readied myself for work. I work as a freelance coder so I was lucky enough to work from home on my own schedule, and sundown was when I was most productive.


I had just sat at my desk when I heard noises come from the apartment next to mine. A few days ago, the previously vacant apartment had be filled with some new neighbors. I didn’t know who they were and I wasn’t going to knock on their door, what with social distancing in place. Besides, moving during a global pandemic must be stressful enough. I didn’t want to add to that stress by having them deal with a visitor only a few days after move-in.


Still, I couldn’t stop myself from speculating. The walls were thin so I could hear their voices decently well. They sounded like a pair of young women. Roomates? Or maybe a hot lesbian couple? Nah. Their voices were somewhat similar so it was probably just a pair of sisters shacking up together until quarantine ends.


Most of the time the voices talked about how to decorate the apartment and where they were going to get food, but this time my work routine was broken up by what sounded like morning. I tried to ignore them and focus on my project, but the moans just got louder and louder. It was like an audio track from an adult movie was playing right through my wall.


As the screams of ecstasy got louder I noticed that I could pick out more than two voices this time. “Are they having an orgy? During quarantine?” It seemed weird, but it was the only conclusion I could come to.


I started to hear thumping and pounding in time with the moans and screams. At this point my imagination was racing with what sort of freaky sex party could be going on in the apartment next to mine. My work focus had long since passed on to a better life, as my mind was now completely obsessed with trying to pick out what was happening next door. I placed my ear to the wall to get a better picture.


“Five voices… six? How could they even fit so many in a studio apartment.” I mumbled to myself. I listened to the actions as the voices rose to a shout, obviously not even trying to hide themselves anymore.


“OH GOD YES!”


“HARDER!!! HARDER!!!”


“OH YEAH, JUST LIKE THAT! OH GOD MORE!”


“AH AAAAAH AAAAAAAH!”


“OH GOD OH FUCKING GOD I’M SO HOT!”


“I’M GOING TO CUM! I’M GOING TO CUM!”


“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!” The group screamed out in unison. My suspicions were correct, it was definitely an orgy.


I had never been so excited and yet so conflicted in my life. My new neighbors certainly put on a show for me, but that really wasn’t an excuse to be having get-togethers like this in the middle of quarantine. Public guidelines said to call the police if you found anyone disobeying quarantine rules and hosting a party. I wasn’t going to go that far, but I also didn’t want them putting anyone in danger.


I decided to handle it myself. I put on my mask and headed over to their place, hearing a soft gasping “uaaaaaaa mmmmmph” come from the other side of the door. I gave it a knock.


“Hello? Can you please respect the quarantine rules? I don’t want to interrupt your orgy or whatever, but it’s really dangerous to have gatherings right now. It puts everyone in danger. If I hear it again I’m going to have to call the landlord.”


Dead silence. Apparently my words had taken effect. I was nervous, but I also felt like some kind of health vigilante. I hate prying into other people’s business, but this outbreak is serious stuff. The more I thought about people blatantly disregarding the rules put in place to keep us all safe, the angrier I got.


I had sat back down to continue coding. At this point, I was more distracted by anger than arousal. I hadn’t heard the slightest noise for an hour or so. I didn’t hear anyone leave the apartment so I assumed that everyone was still there, just keeping quiet. That’s when the doorbell rang.


“Damn, are they going to start a fight?” I said, assuming it was my neighbors coming to give me a piece of their mind. “Fuck it!” I said, getting up, ready to have an argument with some COVID deniers. I put on a mask, put a bottle of hand sanitizer in my pocket, took a deep breath and opened the door.


“Now listen you… oh? Oooooh….” I didn’t quite expect the sight I saw on the other side of the door. IT was a beautiful mutant girl with long gorgeous hair. She had three breasts and a peculiar face. It was hard to tell through the mask, but it seemed like maybe she had two chins, and two mouths. She was blushing a deep red and could barely make eye contact me.


“I’m sorry!” she said with a slight bow. “I really thought the walls were thicker. I didn’t think anyone could hear me.”


“Well, I have pretty good hearing” I said, trying to look good “But it’s not the noise that bothers me. It’s that you had so many people over during a national lockdown.”


“People?” She said confused. “Oh no no! You misunderstand. I live alone. You were just hearing me”


“Just you?” I said, raising an eyebrow. But I did notice that something was weird. Sometimes I saw her chin move as she talked, but sometimes they didn’t at all. Sometimes I saw her breasts move instead, and the sound would come from her body. I was starting to get the picture.


“Yes,” she said blushing, embarrassed that she had to explain her mutation to me. “I have six mouths. Don’t get me wrong, I have one personality! It’s just that I, sometimes get lonely so I talk to myself. And in… certain situations… I just can’t help using all of them at once y-you know? I try to keep them shut but I only have two hands. I can’t cover them all…”


I had no idea what to say. There was never an orgy next door. It was just a lonely mutant girl having some fun alone… and I had to be the prude that interrupted.


“Ah! Uhm, well, that explains everything. Carry on! I mean, don’t carry on! I mean not if you don’t want to, it’s not like I have any say in what you do. What I mean is, I won’t complain to the landlord because he doesn’t care if you masturbate. I mean he shouldn’t even know if you masturbate! I’m not going to tell him you masturbated. I just thought it was something else. Hehe… excuse me!”


I felt like I was going to die. I was ready to slam the door shut and jump out a window before she spoke up again.


“Thank you for understanding. I promise I won’t… uh… partake in recreational activities in the living room anymore. You shouldn’t be able to hear it from my bedroom. “


“No, no, don’t worry about it. Like I said, I have good hearing so I’ll always hear it a little. But as long as you are staying safe I don’t care.”


She bowed again politely “Thank you so much. When the quarantine ends, let me treat you to a cup of coffee to make it up to you.” She turned around and left.


“Hold on…” I thought to myself. “She has six mouths. Two were on her face and three were on her breasts… so was her sixth?” I opened the door to watch her enter her own apartment. She turned around and gave me a cute little wink before closing the door behind her.


I went back inside and sat on my desk chair with a thump, as if my legs couldn’t carry my body due to sheer embarrassment. This was going to be one long quarantine… but at least I had a coffee date to look forward to.



Media (1)


The_apartment_next_door.png (1.2MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #11660676 - 18 May 20 00:30
Alright Access, enough with the teasing, we need to see this girl in all her glory! :<
user avatar
User #10890568 - 18 May 20 00:56
seconded
Research Article: “Whole societies were shaped by mutations” 2020-05-16T20:54:50+00:00

Editorial Article written by Miss Jessica Park, Sc. D. and science teacher at AHS, about the nature of mutations.

flag

Attachments (1)


Miss_Jessicas_Mutant_Lectures.pdf (712.9KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #844070 - 17 May 20 08:29
This is such a great read, and a good insight into how mutations work in your world. It answers pretty much any question I might have had about the topic.
Color - Stefy Profile
Color - Stefy Profilemore_vert
2020-05-16T03:56:07+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Stefy Profile 2020-05-16T03:56:07+00:00close

Cheerful, tender, although a little clumsy. And with a second head difficult to keep quiet. Here is Stefy's profile.


Media (2)


Stefy_Profile.png (4.5MiB)
Stefy_Profile.png (4.5MiB)

Comments (4)
user avatar
User #33440473 - 16 May 20 12:41
She doesn’t have Polymastia, does she?
user avatar
accessworld - 16 May 20 13:02
Corrected!
user avatar
User #2975979 - 16 May 20 14:55
Is she two girls or one girl with two heads ? Also, if she's two girls do the normal head have the upper arms and the tail-head the lower ones ?
user avatar
accessworld - 16 May 20 15:05
She is a girl with two heads. The problem is that, due to the distance between the two heads, they often act a little uncoordinated. Stefy's tail head often says things that Stefy is thinking, and it's awful when she plays poker or other card games. Many times it embarrasses Stefy.
Color - Atelier for two
Color - Atelier for twomore_vert
2020-05-16T03:07:24+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Atelier for two 2020-05-16T03:07:24+00:00close

Jess was always a very lonely girl. She lived in a small town of her life, away from the chaos and noise of the big city. Since childhood her only passion was art. She started painting in grammar school and for many years she refined her craft, dreaming of one day having an exhibition in one of the city’s many museums.


Unfortunately, one doesn’t go from practice to stardom in the art world. She grew, graduated from school, moved to the city, and started looking for a job, but there weren’t many places hiring a painter. Most art positions were for digital design, and so she began to learn the craft of digital art.


It immediately captivated her. She learned so many techniques that she couldn’t apply to paint on canvas. She first began making money by taking commissions for digital drawings. She became well known in online art communities.


But something was missing. While you could create just about anything in a digital space, you didn’t feel the sensation of a brush on canvas. You couldn’t play with the way the paint smeared and dried. It just felt… somehow sterile.


And even then she felt unsatisfied. Any time she painted on canvas, she missed how much she could experiment in digital space. Any time she used her tablet, she missed getting messy with paint and brushes. She switched back and forth from one art style to the other, always feeling somewhat unsatisfied. That is until she turned 23 when her mutation changed her life forever.


It was an experience she would never forget. One day, when she got out of the shower, she started feeling an awful pain shoot through her body. Her vision blurred ad faded in and out. Her entire body shook and shivered. She felt nauseous as she staggered to her mirror, sweating. She felt her insides move and shift around. She moaned bringing her hands to her head.


Then suddenly, CRRRACK, she felt her shoulders lurch forward. Her bones were moving, breaking, splitting underneath her skin. CRUUUUNCH, her shoulders continued to grow, her skin ripping as if some bizarre mitosis was taking place, slurping and reforming into a completely different set. She flexed her arms and could feel them rip and peel apart, splitting down to the elbow, and hand, and then every finger until she had two arms.


But the ripping didn’t stop there. She felt, a strange sensation, like she was trapped inside her own skin. She pulled forward and pushed back at the same time, screaming. It felt like she was coming out of a cocoon, as her torso began to rip in half, pulling apart from itself. She felt another pair of breasts rip from her back. Her neck CRRRRACKED as it started to split from the bottom up, and one voice started to become two, are her head bulged in strange ways as it too started ripping apart, new eyes, ears, nose, and mouth forming and peeling apart into a new head.


As Jess’s vision faded back in, she finally saw it. She saw herself, through new eyes, her second torso, second head, a whole second her that was still her! She felt over her new bodies, feeling the strange third breast on each one, catching her breath as she slowly became aware of her new mutant existence.


It was tough at first. She had to special order her three cup bras, which was easily her largest clothing expense. She counted it as a small blessing that normal pants and shirts fit her two torsos and one set of hips. She didn’t really have to adjust to a new life like most mutants. She still had the one mind controlling both torsos. She could eat the same things, sit the same ways, go to the same places without relearning how to walk or talk. It’s just that she felt like everyone was staring at her.


But any doubts she had about her mutation faded the second she sat down to draw. She sat at her workstation, her paints on one side, her tablet on the other, and without a second thought picked both up.


“It’s… it’s so simple…” she said when before she started laughing to herself. “it’s so simple! Just do both at once!” It felt so good, to envision a drawing, and form it through both the clean strokes of a digital interface and the rough organic tracks of a paint smear. Every time she would get an idea for a new creation she would make two, one digital, one physical.


“I can’t believe how much this simplifies my life.” She said lying eyes on her first double work of art. “It looks like this mutation isn’t so bad after all… though I’m still now sure I have a use for these” she said looking at her extra breasts “…yet”



Media (1)


Atelier_for_two.png (2.1MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 18 May 20 19:02
I love her earrings!
user avatar
User #173229 - 16 May 20 03:27
Might be sensing a little author self-insert here? Cute story either way.
Sketch - The apartment next door.
Sketch - The apartment next door.more_vert
2020-05-16T01:04:07+00:00
Post file flag
Sketch - The apartment next door. 2020-05-16T01:04:07+00:00close

wip

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #657342 - 16 May 20 03:52
marry me beautiful!
user avatar
User #10890568 - 16 May 20 02:24
She's got two mouths, right? That's impressive, being able to convey that through a mask in black and white.
Color - Into the Fitting room
Color - Into the Fitting roommore_vert
2020-05-15T19:20:50+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Into the Fitting room 2020-05-15T19:20:50+00:00close

“Dani, I’m not sure about this.”


“No chickening out Dani, you agreed that if I won the bet we could do anything I wanted.”


The redhead mutant’s left head looked to the side resigned while her right head had a sly smile on her face. She was a four-armed, four breasted, four legged, hermaphrodite mutant and had been most of her life. But a year ago her life underwent a radical change when her head suddenly split into two.


But it wasn’t the sudden late-stage mutation that Dani struggled with, it’s the way it manifested. While both heads were identical, each slowly started to form its own personality. Her right head was wild, unrestrained, and a bit of a pervert. Her left head was more rational, timid, and reserved. She was a living manifestation of the Freud’s Id and Superego, the metaphorical devil and angel having an argument on your shoulders all in one girl.


Dani walked into their favorite department store confidently, her right head taking control as her left head looked away embarrassed. She plucked a wide skirt designed especially for four legged girls from the counter and went off to the fitting room.


“Dani, please… I don’t think I can do this” her left head begged.


“Nope, nope, nope, you lost the bet, you do what I say. You can’t go back on it now” her right head snapped back.


“I’m just, it’s too shameful”


“Look” the right head said “Let’s make a deal. You do this for me and I promise that tomorrow I’ll do whatever you want… maybe… probably.”


“O…ok” the left head said sheepishly. She entered the fitting room, threw the skirt to the floor and sat on the stool. She removed her panties and exposed her genitals a dick in between her back legs and a pussy between both.


“I’m so excited” her right head said nearly squealing. “I always wanted to do it in a fitting room.”


“I know I’m you remember?” her left head said “but what if someone comes in and sees us? What if there are security cameras that get video of us! What if the store clerks notice and call the cops on us and we get arrested for indecent exposure and-“


“Relax!” the right head piped up. “We are going to do this quickly and no one will notice.”


She moved one of her right hands to softly stroke her penis until it became erect. Her left head did her best to stifle her tiny moans of pleasure. She guided it softly into her front slit,


“Wait!” her left head protested. “You need to put on a condom first!”


“No time for that” her right head said, quickly bucking her hips forward, plunging her own dick deep into herself.


“Oh fuck” her left head whispered, bringing tow hands to cover her mouth. She let out soft whimpers as she felt her dick slam into her wet pussy over and over again.


“Calm down. Mmmmff. You have to aaah you have to calm down or else w-we we won’t last… oh god…. Nnngh yeah that feels so GOOD!” Her right head tossed back her hair in pleasure. She was loving every second of this. Her front legs rested on her back thighs while her rear legs supported her weight. She felt the heat building in her body, pressure building in her dick, It felt so good, she just bucked harder and harder.


“Don’t scream” her right head whispered sensually into the ear of her left. She gently blew in her own ear, nibbling at it softly. She knew how to get herself excited.


“Oh, oh god please” her left head whimpered as she bucked harder and harder and harder, the fitting room shaking softly. She felt wave after wave of pleasure wash through her, her pussy tightening, as she came closer and closer “oh god, oh GO-MPHHHHHH” Her left head began to scream in pleasure only for her right head to pilot a hand up to muffle it.


Both heads breathed a sigh of relief as they came down from their triple orgasm. Her legs were a little shaky and her arms had to brace against the sides of the changing room just to keep them upright.


“Incredible, right?” asked the right head.


“It… it was” the left said, beat red. “But we are never doing this again. Masturbating is one thing, but not in public and not without a condom!”


“Hah, masturbating” her right head said “Just call it what it is. We fucked our own brains out” She laughed to herself, despite her left head’s worrying. “chill out, our doctor isn’t even sure we can get ourselves pregnant. If you really want, I’ll go buy a morning after pill, okay?”


Dani slowly re-dressed and stepped out of the fitting room, returning the skirt to the shelf she took it off. She left the store before anyone could ask questions.


“That was so amazing!’ The right head said. “We’ve had that kink for AGES and we finally got to satisfy it. Oooooh what a rush!”


“Well, good, I hope you remember your promise…” The left head said, still blushing beat red.


“Yes, yes, we are going to do whatever you want tomorrow. So what is it? Shopping? Dancing? Going out to eat at an expensive restaurant. Oh, I know this great place downtown we can try out!”

“I want to go to the contemporary art museum. There’s a new exhibition, ‘Portraits of a consumer society.’ It opened up yesterday,” said her left head plainly.


Her right head looked puzzled and lost for words. “Do… do we have to?” she said with a grim look on her face.


“What did you say? ‘No chickening out!’ You promised. Tomorrow we are going to the art museum and NO we aren’t going to self fuck in the bathroom this time.”


“Then what’s the point!?” exclaimed her right head. “God I don’t know if you hate me or if you just want to suck all the fun out of life.”



Media (1)


fittingroom.png (1.1MiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 18 May 20 19:03
Oh my! Hehe... Thats a wild dressing room ;)
user avatar
User #2975979 - 16 May 20 00:44
Really good story. So lovely. Hope to see and read more about them.^^
Color - Fleur and the bikini problem.
Color - Fleur and the bikini problem.more_vert
2020-05-15T13:57:58+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Fleur and the bikini problem. 2020-05-15T13:57:58+00:00close

“Fleur! You came!” Ruby exclaimed. “I was worried you were going to sleep the day away and we were going to miss prime beach time.”


“Ruby… good to see you.” Fleur said, forcing whatever small bits of mock enthusiasm she could out of her voice. “Uh… yeah about that. I’m down to, you know, hang but… silly me… I forgot to pack my swimsuit.”


Fleur laughed nervously to herself as a poor cover-up for her lie. The last place Fleur wanted to be was in public in a swimsuit. Her mutation barely cooperated with her at home and the last thing she wanted to be was “dicknipple girl puts on a show for local beach-goers” on the evening news.


“Ha, ha, how very forgetful” said Ruby, seeing through Fleur’s poorly veiled ruse. “Not to worry, I thought ahead! I brought a bikini that is just your side with me!”


“A b-bikini?!?” Fleur asked nervously. “Th-that won’t work. I have four breasts so I’ll need-“


“Two tops!” Ruby said whipping the bikini with four cups out of her bag. “Like I said, I thought ahead!”


“Ruby. Doesn’t that look kind of.. small to you? I’m not sure it will cover everything…”


“Fleur” Ruby said with a serious look on her face. “You always do this. You never want to go out in public and then we always end up hanging at your place watching TV or something. You promised! I want to have a fun day at the beach with my friend for once!” She shoved the bikini into Fleur’s arms who, despite having twice the normal amount, struggled to not drop it due to sheer nervousness.


“R-right” Fleur said with a heavy sigh. “I’ll… go change.”


Fleur dragged her feet to the changing room and slowly disrobed, swapping her baggy clothing for the small white bikini. “White… it had to be white” she muttered to herself. “People will know something’s up even if I’m not hard.”


Moments later she came out, meeting Ruby on the sand. “You look great!” said Ruby “and see, I told you. It fits perfectly.” She took a step forward and put her hands reassuringly on Fleur’s shoulders “Besides, you shouldn’t be ashamed of your mutations. Look around you! There are mutants everywhere. People already accept it here. It’s the new normal. No one will care.”


“I’m not ashamed of being a mutant, Ruby!” Fleur said in a hushed but frustrated breath. “I’m ashamed that my dicks might end up slipping out! Anyone would be ashamed of exposing themselves, mutant or no!”


“Relax. You’re catastrophizing. I’m going to get some sunscreen and we will just chill out and have a good day OK? Nothing bad is going to happen. I’ll be right back.” She hurried up the boardwalk to the beach shop, leaving Fleur to herself.


“Ugh, I’m never going to feel comfortable in public.” Fleur said to herself. She really meant it when she said she wasn’t ashamed. She liked her four breasts and arms, her pink hair. Heck, she didn’t even mind the five dicks. It’s just that they were so big when fully erect, and there weren’t many clothes that could hide five massive erections. Being a mutant is one thing. Flashing your genitals to the general public is another.


She took a deep breath and decided to take a small walk along the beach as she waited for Ruby to return. It really was a nice day. The sun was high, the sky was clear, and everyone else was enjoying the sand and the water. Ruby was right, there were quite a few mutants here, even a few mutant guys which was rare. Mutant or not, there were just so many attractive people here. She admired a young man with a nice figure, a young girl with perfect curves. It was like everyone was jumping at a chance to show off their body except her.


Of course, Fleur’s walk would eventually be interrupted by a tension in her bikini. “Oh no, not now!” The familiar slurping sound of growing flesh rang through her ears as her dick nipples started to grow, creating perverse tents in her bikini tops. She struggled to hide them with her four arms, only for her main penis to start to grow longer, and harder, stretching her bikini bottom so tight it was in danger of falling off! She quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself, looking for somewhere to go to hide her shame. She eventually settled on the showers, rushing in and locking the doors shut.


Luckily, they were empty right now, so she had a moment’s respite. She dropped her towel and quickly removed her bikini to free her dicks, all of which had grown completely hard and erect. In fact, they were even bigger than they were this morning.


“Ooooh, calm down Fleur… calm down.” She reached up to touch one of her dicknippled and stifled a yelp. They were ultra-sensitive, on a hair trigger. “Oh god…. What’s wrong with me…”


She took another look around to make sure she was alone before starting to stroke her dick nipples, knowing what she had to do. She shivered at her own touch. “Oh fuck” she muttered under her breath, trying not to make noise so no one would notice. She could feel her breasts pulse in time with her dick nipples as she used all four of her arms to jerk herself off. She stroked down the length of a breast while squeezing it with another hand. She mashed her dick nipples up against she shower wall. She was so damn hot.


“Oh god I… I can’t take it” she said, biting her lower lip just to shut herself up. Her mind began to wander. She imagined all the pretty people on the beach. A young girl stroking her breasts. A young guy slamming into her pussy. That pretty two headed girl sucking two of her dick nipples at once. Her breasts pulsed harder, her body tensing. She desperately tried to fondle all her dicks and rub at her pussy at once, but she just didn’t have enough hands. She mashed her breasts against the shower wall, leaning on it for support. “Oh god I’m right there, I’m right there I… aaa….aaaaah….AAAAAAAH”


Fleur couldn’t help but scream as she was rocked by a full body orgasm. All of her dicks came at once, her milk and semen bouncing off the shower walls and flowing down the drain a milky white. Her legs were so tired after the orgasm she couldn’t stand up. She fell back on the shower bench for a minute to catch her breath, her dicks once again shrinking into her body.


“Shit… what a mess” she said, looking around the shower. She went about cleaning herself up, rinsing off as best she can, and using the showerhead to rinse down the shower walls. It wasn’t perfect but it was as good as she could do. “Well… my apologies to whoever uses this shower next” she said to herself as she put the white bikini on again and head back out to the beach to meet Ruby by the boardwalk steps.


“Fleur!” Ruby said excitedly “Where did you go! I couldn’t find you anywhere. I thought you chickened out.”


“Sorry, I uh… it’s just that… I… I had a problem with..”


“The five boner thing?” Ruby asked, cutting off her friend once more.”


“Well yes, but… how did you…”


“Because that’s always the problem…” Ruby said in an exasperated voice. “You never want to go out in public because you constantly get hard the first time you see a pretty face. I have never met a girl who more needed to get laid in my life. Get a boyfriend, girlfriend, anything. You just have to release all that pent up desire girl! Stop being such a horndog.”


“Well when you are a mutant the dating pool is a lot smaller, Ruby!” Fleur said with annoyance.


“I know I know, which is why I wanted you to come along today. Let me introduce you to my friend Rick. He has a thing for mutants” she said in a hushed whisper. “Rick!” she shouted out to the general public.


The same young man that Fleur had been masturbating too just minutes before turned around and started heading toward the girls. Ruby grinned mischievously “Rick, this is Fleur. Fleur, Rick.”


“It’s nice to meet you” Rick said, looking over Fleur’s body. “Wow, Ruby wasn’t kidding, you really are beautiful.”


Fleur was almost paralyzed by Rick’s words. “Th-thanks I…” she barely managed to squeak out a few syllables before she felt a familiar pressure. “E-excuse me for a moment! I uh, just need to hit the showers quickly! I’ll be back later!” She wrapped herself in a towel again and ran off, muttering to herself “ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod…”


“Is… she going to be OK?” Rick asked, looking at Ruby confused.


Ruby put a hand on Rick’s shoulder and laughed to herself. “She’s just like that. Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it. Believe me, you are gonna have a lot of fun with her.”



Media (1)


bikini_problem.png (1.2MiB)

Color - The Mutation Out of Space
Color - The Mutation Out of Spacemore_vert
2020-05-14T05:53:25+00:00
Post file flag
Color - The Mutation Out of Space 2020-05-14T05:53:25+00:00close

(Story original by: MyLifeIsAnRPG)


“What the heck was that!?” Julie said running outside after a large BOOM shook her house. There she saw it, a strange glowing, pulsating rock in the middle of a small crater in her back yard. “What… is this thing?”


She slowly reached down to touch it, but as her hand neared a small arc of what appeared to be electricity jumped from the strange rock to her hand. “YEOWCH! What the…. Oooh… oooooh I don’t feel so good.”


Julie stumbled, her mind feeling hazy, her breath quickening as strange feelings started to push through her. Her skin felt like it was crawling. Her muscles felt like they were on fire. She felt nauseous as it felt like her body was pulsing, as she sweat profusely. She stumbled to the side of her house and leaned on the wall trying to catch her breath.


“W-what’s going on, what’s happening to meeeEEE UGH!” Suddenly she felt a harsh cramp in her feet. She rushed to take off her shoes to alleviate the pain. She couldn’t help but scream as she saw the bones in her feet crack and move under her skin. Her muscles felt like they were rearranging, slurping inside her. She felt her heel pulse, and with a small moan she felt some sort of bone inside her heel push down. It stretched her skin, growing out of her, forcing her to stand on her tip toes, creating a sort of fleshy protrusion.


“I… I’m mutating. B-but I can’t be. The doctors said I didn’t have the mutant gene… nnnnngh” Another wave of pain pushed through her feet. She couldn’t help but curl her toes in a spasm and as soon as she did, she felt a large CRRRUNCH. Her flesh felt sticky. In fact, her toes were sticking together, pushing into each other, merging down into an almost triangular shape. Her nails all fused into one very sharp, almost clawlike nail. Her feet didn’t look like feet anymore. Instead, they looked like high heels, except they were made out of flesh. The heel grew out of her heel, the “shoe” shape was just her foot!


“Oh god I need to call someone” She said, running inside to grab her phone, but stumbling due to her new feet. However, she was stopped as another wave of pain shook her around her waist. She screamed again, clawing at her pants as she tried to remove them, the skin bubbling up and starting to puuuush out. She moaned deeply as several tentacle like protrusions started to force themselves out around her, growing longer and longer still. More peculiarly, they took their skin with them, creating a fleshlike webbing between each tentacle. Soon they were almost as long as her legs, flaring into some sort of bizarre living dress made out of her own flesh, flowing beautifully, yet unmistakably mutant.


“Oh god no, no, please stop” she said as the tentacles thrashed a bit in response to her nervousness.


The bizarre changes didn’t stop there. It felt like a million little pin-pricks started pushing out of her skin. She looked at the back of her hands to realize that deep, red scales were growing out of them. They started to grow all over her hands, and over most of her arms fading back into skin about halfway up her bicep. Her nails grew out, sharp, and softly curved, and a small fleshy webbing grew between her fingers. It looked, almost like she was wearing opera length gloves, but made out of scales. Soft bony spikes pushed out of her wrists, creating the appearance of a living bracelet. She felt the same sharpness around her ankles, as she soon found herself with living bony anklets as well.


The same scales started to push out of her foot, covering most of it except for the top, giving them the appearance of red high heels. They also covered her scaly living tentacle “dress” and started to make their way up to her breasts.


She felt her back start to pulse and crack. “P… please I can’t take it” she shouted as she felt two buldges stat to push out. They cracked and pulsed, new bones and muscles forming, growing out, into two, smaller, thinner arms. The ends exploded into clawed hands, three fingered, webbed clawed hands, which instinctively wrapped around her to cover her breasts, cupping them, almost like a living top. She felt a soft flap of skin attach from her second set of arms’ wrists and elbows, almost like bat wings, but when wrapped around her, they just look like more of her living dress.


She could feel the changes start to slow now. Her ears pulled back into almost elf-like points. Her pupils became more slitted than round. Her teeth grew into sharp fangs, her tongue growing slightly longer and to a point. Her hair slowly started to fall out as she felt smaller, finer scaly tentacles grow on her head, replacing with a new living flowing hairstyle.



She ran to a full length mirror to stare at herself in disbelief. Her clothes were all taken off or shredded and what was left was a new mutant, with new, living, scaly clothes that were all just parts of her body! She was a bizarre freak of nature, even by mutant standards.


After recovering from her shock she grabbed the phone and dialed the emergency mutant helpline. After a few rings, she heard a voice on the other end.


“Access Labs Biotech: Making life better for mutants everywhere. This is Sophie speaking, what’s your emergency.”


“Hi, uh, can you send someone over. There’s… there’s something you need to see.”


Comments (3)
user avatar
User #11660676 - 15 May 20 06:04
Natural high heels are the best :)
user avatar
User #5059840 - 17 May 20 10:34
Agreed. I hope Access toys around with the concept some more ^_^
user avatar
User #3585155 - 18 May 20 19:03
I have never been too much into "monster girls" but this is great
Color - Sorry 3
Color - Sorry 3more_vert
2020-05-14T00:15:36+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Sorry 3 2020-05-14T00:15:36+00:00close

“No son! I don’t want to hear anymore. You are grounded!”


“But mom! I swear I didn’t try to spray her with the hose!”


“No buts! I’ve seen how you stare at your cousin. I don’t know what’s going on here but you’ve had more ‘accidents’ than normal. This stops now!”


The boy couldn’t deny it. Though they really were accidents he didn’t particularly mind the view. Still, being punished during quarantine sucked. He already couldn’t go out, and now he was stuck in the house as well.


“The least you can do is lend her some dry underwear” the boy muttered under his breath.


“Even if you had any clean underwear to lend, which you don’t, you don’t have any three cup bras or panties with a hole for a tail. Her clothes are made special to order.” The boy’s mother sighed heavily “Look, even if this all is innocent, you need to be more careful. It’s very difficult to get new clothes for mutants during the pandemic, so if you ruin anything of hers, that’s it. It’s already so difficult, don’t make it more so.”


“Alright…” the boy said meekly, resigning himself to his first of his new punishment chores: mopping the laundry room floor.


“That’s a good boy” said his mom “now I’m going to go make dinner. Come and get me when you are done.”


The boy muttered to himself as his mom left the room “I could be playing video games right now, instead I’m mopping this stupid-“


“What are you doing here?” came the familiar voice of his cousin behind him. He turned around to see her wearing a nightgown with no bra and panties, as well as a scowl on her face.

“I’m being punished” he said. “What about you? And why are you wearing a nightgown and heels?” he said pointing to the out of character high heel shoes on her feet.


“I’m wearing this because all my clothes are in the wash idiot, or do you not remember soaking me to the bone” she said taping a shoe in frustration. “and I’m in heels because all my other shoes are dirty too. My sneakers are full of mud and my slippers are also being washed… and I’m not going to walk on this filthy floor in my bare feet while you are in the middle of mopping it. Now can you step aside? I need to take my stuff out of the dryer. Then I can take the gown and heels off and not have to listen to your comments.”


The boy stepped aside as the angry beauty walked over to the dryer to remove her clothes, bending over to start putting them in a bushel. He felt a pang of guilt “maybe I should just concentrate on my chores. These accidents must be making things tough on her after all.” He dipped the mop in a bucket of soapy water and slid it across the floor, navigating himself around his cousin. It was after he turned around to mop around the door that he paused, hearing a familiar angry cry.


“Y-YOU MORON! WHAT AREYOU DOING” Shouted his cousin. He turned around to see that the end of his mop had caught the edge of her gown, lifting it up and leaving her entirely exposed. He immediately stared at her genitals, flushed and wet, and muttered under his breath…


“…moist…”


“You asshole!” the young mutant said, pulling her nightgown down and blushing an angry red. “You absolute prick!”


“I mean, I didn’t see anything! I meant the floor… er uh… the floor is moist! Wet! You know!”


The boy wasn’t convincing anyone. “I can’t believe you” she said slamming the dryer shut. “You are planning this aren’t you! This is all some sick game to you!” She picked up her bushel full of clothes and stomped toward the door. The boy tried to come up with a defense, but he had nothing. “I’m going to tell your mom everything, and she’s going to be furious!” she said before slamming the door shut so hard the bucket of soapy water fell over.


It looked like his punishment had just begun.



Media (1)


sorry3.png (1020.4KiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 18 May 20 19:03
What a view! ;)
Lineart - The Mutation out of Space
Lineart - The Mutation out of Spacemore_vert
2020-05-13T04:19:47+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - The Mutation out of Space 2020-05-13T04:19:47+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Lineart_TheMutationOutOfSpace.png (190.9KiB)

Comments (6)
user avatar
User #293191 - 13 May 20 05:17
She should hook up with the flying-headed lass!
user avatar
User #5059840 - 14 May 20 01:38
I genuinely love this image so much!
user avatar
User #2975979 - 13 May 20 23:48
I love the "high-heels like" feet.^^
user avatar
User #5060427 - 14 May 20 00:27
i might be biased but i absolutely love this image
user avatar
User #246415 - 13 May 20 17:18
I just wanted to thank you for all the beautiful art you have been making for us during this troubling time
user avatar
User #3585155 - 13 May 20 19:59
I like how it looks like a dress :D
Color - Fleur and the Morning wood
Color - Fleur and the Morning woodmore_vert
2020-05-13T01:17:45+00:00
Post file flag
Color - Fleur and the Morning wood 2020-05-13T01:17:45+00:00close

“Crap, what time is it?” Fleur said to herself, yawning, rolling over in bed, and checking her phone with blurry eyes. “Ah, shit, now I’m going to be late.”


The somewhat elven looking mutant tossed aside her sheets and stretched, shaking off the fatigue that comes from a restless sleep. As usual, her penises were all erect and wet, staining her nightgown. Getting used to this mutation was… complicated.


“I hate this” she grumbled, annoyed at her own anatomy. “Why do I have to have so many big dicks! Couldn’t I have just grown one of average size if I really had to?”


Fleur stood up, rubbing her eyes with one right hand and holding her massive main erection with the other. She shivered as her dicknipples rubbed against the moist fabric of her now soiled clothes. “I’d rather let you all calm down on your own” she said addressing her five penises as if they had a mind of their own “but I have a commitment, so let’s get this over with.”


She took off her gown and stepped into her bathroom, the cold air from a window recklessly left open only hardening her dicknipples further. “Normal guys get soft when it’s cold. Just my luck that it makes me rock hard.”


Stepping into the shower, she turned on the water and began to move her four arms rhythmically over her breasts and all five dicks. Time had taught her where her “spots” were, so she wasted no time. She squeezed and fondled, her breasts bounding up and down as she vigorously jerked them off. She let loose a soft grunt as she felt pressure in her lower left breast release, a generous load of semen shooting toward the tile wall.


“Well” she said catching her breathe “One down. Only four to go.”


She continued stroking her remaining breasts with three of her hand, her fourth rubbing over her main dick. She bit her lower lip as some of her breasts started throbbing, visibly pulsing as she got closer and closer to climax. Her lower right breast released next, followed by her upper breasts. She stifled a scream feeling all three orgasms come on at once. She had started to get used to the multiple orgasms that came with having five dicks, but they could still take her by surprise. The sheer force of her upper right breast’s ejaculation made her knees go weak, causing her to lean against the wall.


“J-just a l-little more… nnnnnnf” she turned all her attention to her the penis at her crotch, but it stubbornly didn’t want to cooperate, keeping her teetering on the edge like some sort of sick game. She began stroking it with two hands, while a third slipped a finger into her vagina. She would have used her fourth if it was the only thing keeping her standing, braced against the wall.


“A-almooost there, oh god, oh god, oh GOD! OOOOOOH!” She felt her dick pulse and surge, and as her muscles tightened, her back arching, her hands desperately holding on to her engorged member, she felt a powerful climax rock through her, semen shooting so hard against the wall that it splashed back on her. She stood there, hot water pouring over her as she heaved deep breaths, her breasts and dick nipples rising and lowering with each lungful of air.


“F-finally” she said as she watched what was still a bizarre aspect of her mutation. Her dicknipples slowly started to shrink with a slurping sound, receding into her breasts until only the head was barely poking out. Her main dick did the same, shriveling up and settling where her clit would usually be. Now a manageable size, she went about washing her breasts and multiple genitalia, cleaning the evidence of her little morning session thoroughly.


She stepped out of the shower, her sexual mutations now small enough to at least get dressed and go out. As she was putting on clothes, her phone suddenly rang.


“Fleur!” It was Ruby, her best friend, and the reason why she was so pressed for time. “Hey! Are you on your way? The weather’s great today and the beach is gonna be even better.”


“I haven’t left yet Ruby, but I’ll be there,” Fleur said, packing a bag with some sunscreen.


“Come on! You are always late!”


“I couldn’t help it! I had, you know, the problem…”


“Morning wood?” said Ruby, giggling to herself about Fleur’s misfortune.


“Yes, morning wood,” grumbled Fleur with annoyance. “But I’m FINE” she snapped “I’ll get dressed and see you there.”


“Alright, I’ll wait for you. Hurry up!” Ruby said, hanging up with another giggle.


Fleur couldn’t want to go to the beach less. She was still so tired, and if the waves got too rough her dicks could get… excited… and start to show through her swimsuit. But she made a promise and she didn’t want to disappoint her friend.


“Maybe…” Fleur thought as she went to pack an extra set of clothes “I can just say I forgot my swimsuit. Then Ruby can’t force me to swim with her, and I can just take a nice relaxing nap on the sand.


Fleur deliberately threw her swimsuit to the ground and went to meet Ruby without it. “A nice long nap sounds good right about now.”



Media (1)


morningwoody.png (692.1KiB)

Comments (4)
user avatar
User #293191 - 13 May 20 01:55
Wife material!
user avatar
User #2975979 - 13 May 20 23:48
Lovely story^^
user avatar
User #4540010 - 15 May 20 00:27
So she went to the beach without her swimsuit you say
user avatar
User #325418 - 13 May 20 13:09
What a cutie
Draw this Again - May 02
Draw this Again - May 02more_vert
2020-05-13T00:40:34+00:00
Post file flag
Draw this Again - May 02 2020-05-13T00:40:34+00:00close

This drawing was used for a story on the legendary Multiple Breasted Art Page. To this page and to its author (Tina Ryder) I owe my first showcase as a cartoonist of this fetish.


In particular, the story is called Beauty Diversity, and although it is not my favorite story on the site, it was one of the first drawings I dared to do for a story. It is made with a fountain pen and painted with colored pencils.


Link to story: https://f3.to/mbap/gueststories/diverse.htm


Media (2)


Beauty_Diversified.png (622.1KiB)
diverse.jpg (45.1KiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #3501586 - 13 May 20 00:46
One of my favorite stories on the page, and one of my favorite illustrations from you, along with Winter from Winter’s Tail. I wish you had done more illustrations for those two stories!
user avatar
User #3585155 - 13 May 20 20:01
I really do love your work from the MBAP stories. I certainly agree that Winter's Tail is the best! So much good content there :D
Lineart - Atelier for Two
Lineart - Atelier for Twomore_vert
2020-05-11T23:55:45+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Atelier for Two 2020-05-11T23:55:45+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


lineart_Atelier_for_two.png (272.3KiB)

Comments (2)
user avatar
User #10890568 - 12 May 20 01:06
One does physical, the other does digital. Cool
user avatar
User #22546779 - 12 May 20 05:45
I’ve seen a picture with a very similar concept once, drawn manga-style and with the conjoined girls being fused back to back.
Accessland High School 22
Accessland High School 22more_vert
2020-05-11T21:21:55+00:00
Post file flag
Accessland High School 22 2020-05-11T21:21:55+00:00close

Gaby succumbs to pessimism, believing that having an inexperienced art teacher will not help her obtain the scholarship she so badly wants and needs. Luckily her friends are there to cheer her on.


Media (1)


AccessLand_22_vol01.png (1.2MiB)

Lineart - Stray Legs
Lineart - Stray Legsmore_vert
2020-05-11T04:41:08+00:00
Post file flag
Lineart - Stray Legs 2020-05-11T04:41:08+00:00close

wip


Media (1)


Lineart_strayLegs.png (169.0KiB)

Draw this Again - May 2020
Draw this Again - May 2020more_vert
2020-05-11T01:52:24+00:00
Post file flag
Draw this Again - May 2020 2020-05-11T01:52:24+00:00close

I made the original drawing in 2000, in a sketchbook, inked with a 0.3 fountain pen and colored with Paint Shop Pro 4.0.


Media (3)


access19.jpg (65.4KiB)
DTA_05_01.png (1.4MiB)
DTA_05_01_2020.png (1.0MiB)

Comments (1)
user avatar
User #3585155 - 12 May 20 01:09
It is just incredible to see how far you've came, Access. It really does show what hard work and consistency does!
Upload

This creator doesn't have any shared files yet. You can add some by clicking Upload.