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I drew a bunch of silly stuff with my werewolf woman and decided to gather it one post. Sometimes you just have to decompress through being goofy
You can read about her here.
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These comics are just some silliness I drew for fun. It's not really canon, she lives in a separate setting (not our world) and isn't able to talk as a werewolf. Her original story is also pretty rough and tragic.
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Pumpkin carving comic was a reward I drew for my patron Taxis
Beach comic was a reward I drew for my patron Shroom
The Gordon Ramsay art is a result of a silly Patreon discussion x)
Possible Triggers: Use of aphrodisiacs, Reader is a sex worker
You walked through the doors of the Wisteria Bathhouse, bouncing up excitedly to where the receptionist, whose name you learned was Estelle, sat in her usual spot. She had switched out which trashy romance novel she was reading. The cover now displayed a dragon and his little elven companion, you couldn’t catch a glimpse of the title before she quickly set it down as you got closer.
“Hey! Just in time, I got a request for ya!” Her chipper greeting was accompanied with her signature sharp toothed smile. Estelle rummaged around her messy desk for a moment before pulling out a black accordion folder. She thumbed through the tabs, humming softly to herself as she found what she was looking for. Estelle pulled out a singular sheet of paper, placing it onto the desk and sliding it towards you.
“Had a client request a human companion for his session! Thought it’d be just perfect for you.” She gave you two thumbs up, doing an excited little wiggle in her seat. “Yay your first client, I’m excited for you.”
You gave Estelle a sheepish grin, shrugging your shoulders as you glanced over the paper briefly. “I didn’t expect to be picked out so soon.”
She clicked her tongue as a pout appeared on her face. “Are you kidding? You’re gorgeous, of course you’d be getting clients this quickly. Who knows, maybe you’ll start being as booked as Madame Hiromi!”
“She works here too? I thought she just overlooked everything?”
“Nope, everyone pitches in here fair and square! Besides, Hiromi chose everyone’s applications depending on what they checked in their box. We all enjoy sex here!”
You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment at the teasing tone she took. Your hands folded the paper in half, waving at the receptionist as you passed by her desk in a hasty exit. “Thanks for the heads up, I’ll see you soon, Estelle!”
As you went through the doors leading deeper into the bathhouse, you walked past occupied rooms. Muffled moans and idle chatter could be heard in some of them and it was then you realized how most of the walls were paper thin. You occupied yourself as you headed to the room that was your sacred little space, unfolding the sheet once more to get a better look at it.
It was a simple description for who your client was, a minotaur by the name of Carrus. Usually, clients would leave little requests for what type of scene they would like to play out other times it was left to the creativity of the worker. Your sheet had an empty spot next to the requests box. You couldn’t help but smile at that. Your first client and it was one where you had to be a little innovative about the scene you wanted to play out. A brief glance over his listed turn ons had your mind going over various ideas before you thought of a few that would be decent enough.
Now you just had to execute your little plan.
You currently waited in your room, sat on the bed surrounded by a mass of satin sheets. You had switched out of your casual wear, opting for one of the many comfortable draped robes the bathhouse had on hand. Your upper arms and wrists were adorned in gold bracelets. A golden embroidered choker with rubies attached to it sat on your neck. You looked divine, like a myth straight out of a Greek legend. This wasn’t a part of the list of kinks you had tucked away, it was just something to set the mood.
You had requested for a bowl of fruits to be brought to the room, which now sat on the bedside counter. Another bowl sat next to it, carrying small pink candies that had the main component of your night with the minotaur. His list mentioned being into sex while high, something you had yet to experiment with. It wasn’t hard to get what you needed, all you had to do was ask the swamp monster that ran the pharmaceutical part of the bathhouse for a few drugs that would benefit what you were looking for.
He had given you a small back filled with candies shaped like konpeitō candy, except laced with a drug simply known as ‘Myth’. It didn’t act as an aphrodisiac, the main purpose of the drug was meant to give both humans and monsters a more euphoric feel making them more sensitive to their environment. You reached over and ripped open the packet, dropping the candies into their small bowl. As you sat back against the many pillows the door to your room had a soft knock coming from it.
“Come in.” You called out, smoothing out your robes and sitting up in a way that made you seem a little more alluring.
The door opened and in walked the largest minotaur you had ever seen. He wore a simple flannel and a pair of worn blue jeans. A large golden nose ring was attached between his nostrils. He had a dangling gold earring on one ear, dark brown fur covered the entirety of his body and his long horns stuck out on either side of his head. Carrus gave you a hesitant wave as he set his bags off to the side near the door. He seemed sweet, his demeanor being that of someone that wasn’t used to this sort of thing. As he stood back up, he stayed frozen in his spot, looking around the room and taking in how you set up the place. The lighting was minimal, creating a dim atmosphere but still light enough that you could see everything.
“Well, aren’t you going to come sit with me?” You requested, patting the empty spot next to you. You watched as Carrus let out a small sound of surprise, walking over to you while fumbling with unbuttoning his shirt. You couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking your head. You stood up to meet him halfway, holding his hands and gently removing them from the button he was currently working on. He managed to expose just a bit of his fur covered chest before you had come over to stop him.
“We don’t have to start right away.” You gave him a reassuring smile at the confused look he gave you. You pulled on his arm, leading him back towards the bed. “Come on, sit. Unwind a little. There shouldn’t be any pressure with this.”
Carrus sat next to you, the bed’s mattress sinking a little with his weight. His hands sat in his lap clasped together as he let out a heavy huff through his nose. You took your seat next to him, picking up the bowl of mixed fruits and sitting it on your lap. You took one of the pomegranate halves, holding it up to him so he could suck out some of the seeds from the sweet fruit. Carrus hesitated a moment, before leaning forward slightly and taking a bite. You let out a pleased hum, placing the fruits back onto the bedside table and licking some of the juices off of your hand. He watched your mouth as your tongue darted out to lap up the residue left behind by the pomegranate.
“So, Carrus.” His eyes snapped back to your face as you addressed him, smiling sweetly at his reaction. “Tell me a little about yourself? What brings you into the city.”
He let out another brief huff. “My family owns a farm not too far from here. They handle dairy mostly. Milk, cheeses, creams…” Carrus trailed off as he watched you grab a few of the konpeitō shaped candy. You moved to seat yourself in his lap, straddling the bull. He stuttered for a moment, only pausing when he saw you tilt your head in mock confusion.
“Mhm, you work on a farm? I’m sure the air over there is much nicer than here. Why the sudden change of scenery?”
“We don’t have much in terms of uh…monster essence extraction sites…” He averted his gaze as you giggled. The way he said it sounded very scientifical almost like it was a dirty word.
“So you came here for ‘sightseeing’, that’s nice.” You hummed in response, popping two of the candies into your mouth. Your free hands gently turned his gaze back onto you. You held up the candies so he could see the bright pink colored drugs. “On your list you mentioned fucking while high, yea?”
He nodded, his gaze going half lidded as he stared down at you.
“Well…I got my hands on some Myth, thought you’d like to try it out…give you a true Wisteria welcome with it.” You placed both of the remaining candies into your mouth, leaning forward to pull the hulking minotaur into a heated kiss.
Your lips parted slightly, allowing your tongue to slip into his mouth as you slid the candies against his tongue. The slightly bitter taste of the candy against your tongues was intoxicating. You begin to slowly roll your hips against his growing erection and Carrus groans deeply into your mouth. He pulled his head back, a string of saliva connected on his large tongue and yours. His large hands gripped your hips, an animalistic grunt leaving his flared nostrils as he pressed his clothed cock against your heat. The tent in his jeans were noticeable and just by grinding against the strain in his pants you could feel just how much bigger he was. You placed your smaller hands on his wrist, using it as leverage as you kept up the momentum. The both of you kept the friction between you going, the effects of the fast acting drugs starting to take over your consciousness.
You felt hazy, heavy almost. Your heart rate was starting to pick up and your breathing became ragged. Carrus was beginning to feel the effects of the drug too, his breathing was heavy, roughly grinding you against his cock which was eager to escape the restriction of his pants. Your hands wandered down his torso, unbuttoning the rest of his flannel and running your hands through his fur covered chest. Carrus let out another low groan, holding your smaller wrists as he flipped you both. To your surprise, Carrus’s meek personality had vanished, now being replaced with a side of him that you were not expecting from the shy minotaur.
His beady eyes remained on yours as he finally unbuckled his pants, revealing his thick cock. The flared head dripped an excessive amount of precum, the girth of his cock intimidating you a bit. Carrus noticed your hesitation, a flash of worry coming over his face.
“If…if it’s too much we can stop?” He slowly began to back away from you before you held onto his forearm, shaking your head.
“No, no it’s okay!” You brought his large hand to your face, the drug making you desperate for his touch. Any kind of touch. “I can handle it.”
He shook his head, beginning to slowly undress you, taking every chance he could to feel your bare skin. “I have another idea. If you’d let me?”
You nodded, not caring about how he took you as long as his hands were touching you where you needed him most you could care less. Carrus lifted you suddenly, positioned himself on his back with you on top of him. He had flipped you around, your lower body being closer to his muzzle. You drew in a breath as his dick brushed against your lips. At the very subtle touch, Carrus’s chest rumbled with a low groan.
He wasted no time pressing his rough tongue against your head. With the drugs still in your system just the little kitten licks Carrus pressed against your most sensitive areas made your head spiral. You let out a sound of pure ecstasy as you pushed your hips closer to his eager mouth, begging for more. Your hands wrapped themselves around his dick, pumping your hands at a slow pace. You gently sucked on his large head, hollowing out your cheeks as you soon attempted to take more of him in your mouth. Carrus’s moans were muffled as you licked and sucked at your heat. Your legs were propped up against his horns, spreading yourself more and giving him access to every part of you.
The knot in your stomach tightened as the sensation got more intense. You moaned against his dick as you came, still eager to bring Carrus over the edge too as you jerked him with your hands while bobbing your head up and down his large cock. The minotaur rested his head back against the futons, a loud moan came from him as he erupted into your mouth. You did your best to swallow most of his cum, some of his seeds leaking out from the corner of your mouth. You finally pulled away, taking in heavy breaths as Carrus lifted you up again and gently placed you onto the empty space next to him.
He laid at his side, brushing a few strands of your sweaty hair out of your face as you both now felt spent. The drugs were still in your system, though the euphoric orgasm you just had made you exhausted. The little candies caused you to have the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experienced.
Carrus caressed your face, a welcoming gesture that had you humming in delight. “How was it?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” You chuckled, before moving to stretch your arms above your head. You reached over to press a kiss onto his cheek, before leaning over the edge of the bed. On the side of every bed was an attached vial to indicate how much of a monster’s essence the workers had accumulated. Moans of pleasure were usually a very powerful element when sourced from monsters due to their capability of possessing a mana trait. Something many humans lacked without rigorous studying.
You tapped the dial gently, keeping track of the number in your mind. Satisfied with the outcome, you laid back on the bed and against the hulking minotaur’s chest. “Our session is over whenever you’d like it to be. You’re free to stay and keep me company for a while?”
Carrus wrapped his arms around you, instantly bringing you a feeling of warmth. “Hmmm…I’ll take you up on that offer.” His voice sounded just as tired as yours. You assumed the drugs also had a purpose of relaxing the user, keeping them in a state of bliss. You didn’t mind taking a break now especially now that you were coming down a little from the high. You snuggled more into Carrus’s embrace, closing your eyes and letting sleep succumb you.
Wisteria Bathhouse was an old idea I had for Kinktober in my previous blog. I thought bringing it back would be good for the folks that did enjoy that content back in the day! I can try to follow the one fic per day rule I had but I got overwhelmed very easily. I might just throw everything into a queue and post it randomly. I have a list of monsters as well as a list of kinks to look forward to which will be posted and updated as links on this post!
A sweet smelling aroma wafts into the air as you walk through the door. The inside of the bathhouse was much fancier on the inside. Multiple wisteria plants hanging from the walls, a dim lighting that set a calming vibe of the room. Various traditional nihonga were hung up in various spots of the large reception hall. The receptionist, a demon female with long red horns that perturbed from where her eyes should have been, was busy reading a trashy romance novel. By the cover alone it looked like some cheap vampire erotica. How she was able to see through the horns in her eyes was a mystery to you. She paid you no mind as you approached, clutching the duffle bag’s strap that rested on your shoulder.
Behind the desk were two little fountains, the koi fish statues spewing out a steady stream of water that made a soft whoosh sound that filled in for the empty silence. You cleared your throat, the action only causing her to turn the page. How she was even capable of reading confused you.
You reached out and tapped the small golden bell. She flinched, glancing up from her book and quickly placing it face down onto the desk.
“Sorry! Gosh I didn’t expect any patrons to be coming in today!” She smoothed down the blouse she was wearing, a sharp set of teeth grinning widely at you. “We’re closed, sadly, still taking in the trainees! But you’re free to grab a flier and come back when we’re in operation. Fifteen percent off on your first session!”
Her voice was shrill and her mannerisms seemed frantic, like it was her first day on the job. You gave her a kind smile, shaking your head.
“Actually…I am one of the trainees.” You unzipped your bag, handing her a manila folder filled with documents you had signed a few days before. The demoness plucked the folder out of your hand, glancing through the sheets and nodding to herself.
She let out a soft “Ohhh,” before leaning to her right to press a button on her desk. There was a mic with a light that lit up red as soon as she activated it. She tapped it a few times with a clawed finger, clearing her throat. “Madame Hiromi? We got another live one here! Can I send her over?”
There was a pause and some frequency static from the mic before a clear, firm sounding voice came through the mic. “Bring her down, she should be the last.”
At that, the demon receptionist grinned at you again, gesturing to the double doors that lead past the desk. You thanked her and continued your walk. Moving past various private bedrooms and bathrooms, taking in the intricate decorations of various vases, paintings and plants that lined the hallways. You came to a final room, one that had the sign ‘Staff Only’ on it. You slid open the door, being met with a room filled with other trainees. From what you could guess there were at least thirty or so individuals of various species waiting to start their training.
You made your way to an open seat, almost tripping over one of the other trainee’s tentacles which you quickly apologized for. You sat next to a chipper looking drow. Her long white hair was tied up into a high ponytail, she wore a simple white crop top and blue overalls. She glanced at you as you sat down, her blood red eyes giving you a look over before she smiled politely. She had a gold bracelet that dangled as she held her hand out to you.
“Hey, I’m Mizdra!” She greeted. You shook her hand and introduced yourself to her. Mizdra looked around the crowded room briefly. “Quite a sight, huh? Sure are a lot more folks here than I thought! Are you excited?”
You nodded, smiling back at her. Her bubbly attitude was infectious. “I didn’t think there would be a lot of monsters here too.”
“See her?” Mizdra gestured her head to the front of the room where a female drider sat, adorned in silk robes. She wore her dark hair in a messy bun, her many eyes focused on the phone in her hand as she smoked out of a long pipe. “That’s Hiromi, the mastermind basically. She had the bright idea to make the first bathhouse that has human and monster workers.”
You listened as Mizdra explained, your eyes focused on Hiromi. It wasn’t uncommon in the city to have various bathhouses that catered to extracting monster essence. A lot of the essence that monsters gave off when aroused was a powerful source that combated the pollution that large cities contributed to. The Wisteria Bathhouse was the first of its kind to have workers who were both human and monster. By opening up bathhouses that had willing patrons to work there as well as willing customers to donate their essence, it kept the environment clean.
A good exchange in your opinion.
Hiromi stood at the front of the room now, the idle chatter now quieting down. Her many dark eyes glanced over the crowd, a smile on her red tinted lips. “Nice to see we have a great turnout. I am Hiromi Kiryuu, proprietress of the Wisteria Bathhouse. We are happy to have you all here and to get you working in the bathhouse as soon as possible. Now without further delay, let’s start our training!”
If it wasn’t obvious by my recent posts, I’m in a bit of an orc frenzy right now. Orcs are taking up like 80% of my brain right now. ESPECIALLY the orcs in Warcraft.
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His cock is a…coveted shape in their species. Like a mix between that one particular type of plant…inside thing (sorry forgot the term and too tired to look it up at the moment), and anal beads.
His “piercings” are the string things I’ve seen being used with plants.
And was thinking of your shared headcanon when I thought of this: If turned into that from his human form: humans transform into a more complex flower demon than say, the other two anthro.
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