Coming soon...

Here's the preliminary sketch to a bonus cartoon I'll be posting for my Patreon backers shortly.

Trying something new...

Last week, I posted a couple of NSFW commissions that I was really excited to share — for several reasons. For a few years now, I’ve been posting some of my commissions with a “microfic” version. That’s a version of the commission with an extended narration that weaves a story into the image. Here’s the first part of the microfic version of one of the illustrations I shared last week...

In the microfic, a woman suspects that her husband is cheating on her with an intern. However, when Captain Scarr, the lusty, busty space pirate, intercepts the text message, she decides to intervene.

This week, I decided to challenge myself to write a somewhat longer story to accompany the commission. This flash fiction is a bite-sized story you can read in under five minutes — perfect for a quick slice of spicy storytelling. Here’s the intro to the flash fiction that posted with the commission above:

The Earth's heroes were off-world, tangled in a diplomatic mission to Amazing Amazon’s homeworld — which made it the perfect time for Captain Scarr to do a little personal reconnaissance. Orbiting lazily over a quiet Earth suburb in her cloaked ship, The Velvet Saber, the infamous space pirate lounged in the command cradle, her black leather corset cinched tight around her waist, cleavage displayed like a dare across the viewscreen reflection. She adjusted her gauntlet and panned across a somnolent neighborhood.

The houses were tidy. Predictable. Boring. Until…

There. That one.

One window glowed with a honey-warm light. Through gauzy curtains, Scarr’s eyes narrowed at the vision inside. A curvy Earth woman — hips made for sin, a chest that strained her heather gray t-shirt, and thick thighs barely contained in dark yoga pants. She stood alone in the kitchen. She wasn’t moving, just holding her phone with the same firm grip one might use to grasp a common barn fowl.

Scarr barked an order to her communications tech: “Intercept transmission.”

The underling adjusted in his seat. It had become a pattern ever since he joined the crew a few months ago: the moment his statuesque captain issued her terse commands, something stirred “below deck.”

He lived to hear her snap her directive like a riding crop. Perhaps one day, she’d —

I’m not exactly going to give folks like Nobilis Reed or Cecilia Tan a run for their money. But it’s a skill I’d like to try to improve. And the best way to do that is do it over and over again (and then share it with you). Next week, it’s a goblin girl visiting a holstaur bar and Cassie discovering why Iron Dragon was so worried about this…

The world sucks. You deserve a small indulgence to make it a little better.

Transcript

Weeks after trying to kill her colleague, Cassie Cruz, with “demonic coffee,” Desi reappears with an apology. Offering to exorcize the lingering spirit from Cassie’s office, Desi reveals her unusual talent: the ability to possess objects with spirits, giving them sentience. Intrigued, Cassie hints at her own plans—possibly involving a personal item at her desk.

[Panel 1: Cassie’s office - Desi enters]
Narration box: One week later…
Desi: Cassie... I want to apologize for trying to kill you with demonic coffee.

[Panel 2: Cassie sitting at her desk, Desi standing nearby]
Desi: If you still have it, I’ll exorcize the spirit, and remove it from your office.
Cassie: So… you can possess anything with a spirit — making it a sentient object?!

[Panel 3: Desi posing playfully]
Desi: Yeah. It’s kinda my thing. Why? — You want something possessed?
Cassie: I’ve been considering it…

[Panel 4: Desi excitedly leans forward]
Desi: Ooh! What did you have in mind?

[Panel 5: Cassie opens her desk drawer while Desi looks intrigued]
Cassie: You’re not the only one with personal effects at the office…

[Panel 6: Elsewhere in the office - Jeremy sitting at a desk suddenly reacts with Spider-Man style effects floating around his head]
Narration box: Elsewhere…
Jeremy: Subby-sense… tingling!