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Back from a Thanksgiving hiatus!

Commission for ma boi @just-another-lunch , the sunglass-wearing willing morsel seen in the detail shots! I tried something new with the shading in this piece and had a blast in the process.

I’ve said before I need to throw money at you, right?

Have I not?

Well I need to throw money at you eventually.

Thanksgiving Special- Magnus’ Ending (Ending 2 of 3)

If you were wondering if I completed a “Magnus Wins” scenario for Thanksgiving, then yes and although I love Diva, couldn’t feel bad this went unused…

Magnus settled backwards uncomfortably and his bloated belly wobbled due to the bloated woman inside him. The sensation of her sliding and bobbing around in there like a bar of soap in a sink sent waves of guilty pleasure throughout his body. Though dazed and ready to settle into a food coma, he couldn’t help but bite his lip…

Ruyadan sat herself before the slumbering Magnus’ great gut, embracing it, putting her ear up to it to hear Diva’s pleased moaning. Magnus’ occasional shifting and peristalsis was like the world’s slowest massage, but both Diva and Ruyadan basked in the feeling, in their own similar yet different ways. His insides were slick, meaty, and hot– fitting a meaty, muscular warrior as much as himself– but Diva’s being stuck between a belly and a soft place left her little room to adjust herself, her body testing the limits of his belly with a womanly-shaped bulge. Eventually, the sound of Magnus’ heartbeat, of both his and Diva’s working, churning bellies, the gurgling and groaning as their bellies struggled with merely containing their meals lulled remaining two to sleep.

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He’ll have to work hard if he wants to work Diva off his belly and butt.