Prison Slob edition
Noxious Blast or experimental vapors?
nice to see Klok is back
What the actual fuck is going on in Prison School anyway?
Because of the encouragement I got in the last thread, I decided to try my hand at writing something. I would really appreciate brutal honesty from you guys especially guys who write fatty stuff often. I have literally never written a story before, and my grammar / syntax are pretty fucked up in even pretty fundamental ways and I'm really bad any describing physical characteristics in an entertaining way. Any input you guys have would be really really appreciated.
I just wish there were more slob Touhous.
Wouldn't mind seeing another Kaguya.
>Belching in her mouth while they kiss
My fucking fetish!
I think she's imbuing her with gassiness or something.
Also seriously great.
Iv just started getting into the whole slob thing and am slowly getting more and more into it everyday.
At first it was just a size thing for me, then i got more and more into the whole eating aspect, now i'm loving the body hair.
I'm not so into the sweating though the glossiness and oiliness is kinda hot but i'll never really understand the whole fart thing.
Some day im probably gunna go whole hog and finally get into farting, its gunna click at some point... I just don't know when.
I've never been huge on the farting, but I've always been biased towards burping since way before slob was even a thing. Depends on how it's done really. I do think in art it's really annoying to see drawn
Sometimes I like burping if its more about how good it felt for the slob to get it out, if theyre just burping every other word its kinda gross to me.
Well yeah I agree but to me slob is pretty much hand in hand with stuffing so if they start belching mid sentence it's a sign of how disgustingly full they really are. that's just me though, in my preference slob is more about circumstance than full 'lifestyle'
Personally I'm more into the "not taking care of herself" part of slob, including the body hair and sweatyness. I kinda wish there were more people into it, got very few artists doing that!
This kinda doesn't even read like a fetish story at all. I don't know if that's good or bad?
Also reposting this madman's brilliance
>that one character you want to see get the slob treatment but you know never will
What's her name /aco/?
Dee from "Producing Parker" has been drawn as a fat slob, but content is still extremely rare. It's baffling. In the episode where she deliberately got fat ("The Skinny On Parker"), she farted blatantly and moaned. Yet she's not more popular.
Has this man gone too far? Has a monster been created?
dude's doing god's work, what's more he appreciates criticism too and wants to improve himself unlike some who are content to stay at their current level forever
>TFW you're struggling to write the writing.com interactive
>TFW the BBWChan elite SW thread is the one worst hit by Mewmew666's autism
I just want fat gassy orange buttcheeks man.
Y'know it doesn't help that 90% of Star Wars fat stuff is Hutt transformation
Like I don't mind if it's about a girl ACTING like a Hutt but the actual physical transformation into a worm is like, come the fuck on is there no middle ground here?
This is a real slob.
What you guys have been fapping are nothing but tumblr feminist in 2d.
>mfw the anons of this thread are fapping to morbid whales.
>mfw they don't know how a slob looks like.
>mfw when soon they will realize they have been fapping to a equivalent of tumblr feminist.
>mfw they will do the impossible to deny this fact.
To think you guys don't know what a slob girl is...I'm ashamed.
You guys should really learn the difference between a slob and a morbid obese monster.
What's the point of being a slob if you can't be fat too? It seems so....restrained, and where's the fun in that? I don't want my slobs thin, I want them obese. No limits.
I get it where you want to tell me.
you guys forgot didn't forgot the fact but the limits on fatness.
You can act and be like a slob all you want, you guys forgot the original slobs and have been posting nothing but landwhales with the exception of few anons here.
So let's start this class.
This is a slob, the original slob girl, it's too many the femenine/genderbend version of themselves, they have similar tastes to many of us and have their charm.
And this is a landwhale/feminist and is fucking bullshit, they're not slobs, they're fucking morbid obese landwhales.
I don't like thin slobs. I want a slob who binges till she has to fart and belch just to make room for more, who outgrows her old clothes but still wears the ruined attire, and has zero table manners making a total mess of herself.
There are many variants of slobs.
>>372784 (the BBW slob)
>>371290 (the alternative slob...)
>>371291 (...and she have her charms)
>>371298 (the fetishists slob...)
>>371306 (...and realistic ones)
>>369213 (and the alternative realistic ones).
And now let's see the bullshit ones, the wanna be slobs but they surpassed themselves and are in a level of their own, the neckbeard/tumblr feminists level, the only level that 96% don't get out alive.
And now... what did we learn here?
The difference between slobs and landwhales.
And here comes the "my definition is the only correct definition" faggot
it's been settled that the only standard criteria for slob is the attitude of the girl. Slob is and will always be a state of mind pertaining to self-gratification as a singular priority.
Weight, attributes, the way a girl lets her obligations slip, how much manners she displays, how she carries herself, how she talks to others, how lazy she behaves, NONE of that matters in the definition of slob.
It's all just toppings on a pizza and we all have our favorites.
stop bitching that no one else wants to try your pineapple and olives pizza and certainly stop crying that other's pizzas are more popular than yours.
I don't deny what you shared here anon, that is included in the pack of the slobs, the lack of manners, the idgaf attitude, etc.
The problem here is simple.
Many anons here are posting landwhales, not slobs.
I'm impressed many here STILL don't see the obvious difference.
>Enjoy my fetish the way I like it or else I'll bitch and complain
How about you contribute instead?
Those girls are too fat for this thread.
Take it to an immobility thread.
Someone get this hot-head out of here.
This isn't even slob, it's just bbw. I like Lazorchef too, but it's off-topic. Or do, it just keeps bumping the thread and keeping it alive anyway
>This is feminist bullshit! Look at them, they're fat and lazy and hairy and gross.
Sounds to me you can't handle slobs m8. And in an attempt to rationalizing being upset at things you don't like, you gotta resort to projecting political extremism on drawings. I guess it's no wonder anon's upset when he goes looking for lazy slobs in hopes it would reflect himself as a girl. Claiming you as a chick is "the original definitive lazy slob" is not an argument you want to win.
It's been done a little
Also, wtf happened to the thread?
Sic is doing a story for somebody here about her so that's a thing
Should clarence mom be considered a pseudo-slob?
More Marvel girls than I can list.
Would def like to see Bayonetta now that you mention it though. In fact on average I don't even seem much regular fat art about her at all.
>into slob but not into fat girls
>decide to make my own OC and commission a pic
Hope you guys like her, I'm thinking about getting more stuff done
I meant this one, but yeah that story+pics thread was pretty great
It's a shame because the place as active for a bit, I know Sic and a few others were even writing short stories there and I think that quig guy was drawing shit. I think honestly it's better we go there than /aco/.
There's a gay fat fucking faggot there posting his dick. Place is a lost cause.
If the mod were present it might be worth while but I don't see any indication of it and making a new one just to have active mods doesn't sound like a great way to go either. As many angry little autists we see pass through these threads bitching about their slob preference being under represented you'd run the risk of one of those with mod powers trying to kill the board if their ideal wasn't lavished with attention.
Can I get some opinions here? (I'm >>374411)
I'm getting a new picture for that girl and it's probably going to be this pose, lots of smell coming out of her pits and ass, now I just need to decide the scenario
First one: her ass is already creampied, she's smiling at the viewer saying "You said my ass was disgusting but still hit it raw, huh?"
Second one: her ass isn't creampied, but there are a bunch of used condoms around her, she's saying "Wanna go again? We are out of condoms, are you sure? I didn't clean it today, I'm sure it's pretty dirty inside..."
I also accept suggestions if you have an idea better than those
I miss DWN's stuff. Gnibbles seems to have fallen off the face of the earth, what non-furry non-gay slob artist still makes content these days?
>This, and cut it out with the futa shit while you're at it.
>shoving their shit into everything.
>literally a hundred pics posted in the thread
>two are futa
I don't even like futa but this is some grade A autism
Jinx from Teen Titans
Terra, Raven, and Starfire got the slob treatment
Why not my pink-haired waifu?
This is still one of my favorites. I don't even know how it'd look in color, but I always wonder.
I guess TAD is the residing slob king right now
I like this king more than gnibs, I think.
TAD just needs to go beyond belches and stains, which will probably happen soon enough given his previous "no slob anything ever" stance which is obviously dust in the wind.
The mystery artist who was probably Manta Wolfe
It does basically match his style, just with better technique. All his trademark kinks and some characteristics still show through.
The guy probably left because people were starting to realize it I'm guessing.
What a waste. We gave him good encouragement back on plus4chan, even if people realized it at some point it's not like anyone would hold it against him given how astronomically he improved and was still getting better.
Eh, some people just don't want their identities known. It's a fact of how this all is, especially with how obsessive the fandom can be. One bad apple and all that.
On that note, don't think you scared me off. I just haven't written anything or felt I had anything really post worthy. Though I do thank for the feedback. I even screencapped that comment about why the Mofette story was so beloved by that one guy!
I honestly never liked Gnibbles. All his pictures just kind of blurred together, his body shapes never deviated, always the same characters in the mostly exact same situations. His super-massive stuff often just looked incomprehensible half the time. I think this is my favorite picture by him just because the shape or at least the perspective is actually different from most of his stuff.
My only real problem with Gnibbles is when he tries to do non-slob because it just doesn't work for him and can't go beyond what it was intended to be.
Couldn't find my tablet so enjoy these pencil doodles.
cool dude, looking forward to it (though I could live without the Cereza stuff)
link it here when you do please
>Juri Han weighs 500 pounds more after drinking too many milkshakes and they can crush a watermelon between their thighs.
I really like some of his older pictures from when he was still gnightrocks, mostly because they're the exact opposite of what you listed- different characters, different body shapes (even with the occasional anatomical mistake), and the endless planetary blobs with so much scribble-and-shade you can hardly make out what's happening hadn't arrived yet.
>Princess Daisy weighs 550 pounds more after being kidnapped by a feeder and breaks every piece of furniture they sit in.
Well buddy you shouldn't have been so good at it if you didn't want the acclaim.
Posting ain't free. The couch of slob and farts gotta be littered with the wrappers of burgers. Gnight "SCHLOCK" rocks aka "G. NIPS" is not my kign. he is skype secret artist and probbaly tumblr as well :DD. FATS and sweat not touhou and DRECK ok. praise tad.
I welcome king Clint
Especially if he brings other artists into it
Maybe he should tell most of the other half-decent slob artists to post more stuff publicly and not be private, skype-grouping assholes. He's being called "The King" because he's the only one putting out this stuff at a consistent rate.
Wasn't me that time!
>He's being called "The King" because he's the only one putting out this stuff at a consistent rate.
TAD always put stuff out at a consistent rate, it's only recently he's really started doing slob stuff.
The thing is pretty much no one puts out lots of art reliably unless they're a circle-tool-and-paint-bucket deviantArt shitter- you get flashes in the pan that either delete their accounts or stop drawing stuff, or you get artists that make stuff but only post it occasionally, or you take your pants off and jump down the rabbit hole until you're browsing Furaffinity in a desolate attempt to find more material.
For the longest time these threads were pretty much just "Gnibs repost thread Mk.XXVII" and it's nice that's at least changing.
Slob just by and large does not have a very vast artistic presence in general. It was either Gnibs or you were shit outta luck if you wanted art. At least now there's Fatline / TAD but mostly slob thrives in writing, which obviously can be very good like SIC but 90% of the times bad like, basically everyone else.
Yo speaking of which did the guy getting the Ryuko story from SIC hear anything yet?
>Jessie weighs 850 pounds more after visiting a chocolate factory and they enjoy their new weight.
Well that's kinda boring
>not posting full size when it fits
>Bring all the babes to the hog factory for sloppy stuffing!
...I'll be in my bunk.
He needs to draw more drunk slobs though. AKA, objectively the best ones.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. It's going through one more revision before it's completely finished, but I figure I'd give you guys Beta Access free of charge! There're a few small errors here and there and it lacks transitional lines, but it's essentially complete.
Contains weight gain, slob, toilet stuff, bullying, one-sided RyukoxNonon, and Mako as supporting cast.
Always respected Sic's diligence in actually trying to get things right. A few other guys I worked with barely give a passing glance to a second draft or even checking out what the source material was.He actually sat through episodes of GitS for me just to get everything right.
NICE dude! How much did it cost you?
I like his stuff when it tends to be shorter. I can't keep my boner motivated for upwards of 15 pages and honestly it gets a bit boring like the Elizabeth one he did. Still though he puts out good stuff more than anyone else.
I really wish more people would commish Squid for fats, she might not draw girls much at all but when she does it's miraculous
thanks to this thread mentioning so many girls i've been itching go commission SOMEBODY lately (even though I have no money, go figure) but don't know who. TAD I don't think is taking any now, and anyway guy has enough pressure on him without me turning up the heat. Keiji I'm fucking done with, guys head is too far up his own ass while his art meanders. I did get that Chell, Power Girl and Domino from Squid but she's kind volatile being a tumblrite and all so I don't wanna prod too much. Anybody else you guys recommend?
I'm thinking about commissioning professordoctorc (pic related) at some point - when they open commissions again and I have money.I like the style, and slob really isn't an issue.
I've commissioned binge-chan before, but she's been quiet for a while, is bit pricey and hasn't done slob that well before (did drinking/slovenliness okay though)
>Baked slobs are great too
Drunk and/or baked slobs are fantastic
My commission from bingechan, w/ slight mess and drunkenness
Ssakurai is on patreon, but I don't know if commissions are a thing - though being in the top bracket would get you a sketch, so doing that for a month would work out the same - may or may not be inked and coloured later though, so there's no guarantees of anything.
On the other hand her drunk stuff is pretty good, and she can do slob well, pic related
CAN I GET AN AMEN
Super long elaborate fics get me going but I do admit to skimming some of his buildup to achieve maximum fap speed. I'm usually pressed for time though.
Water sports are A-OK with me. There's something kind of cute about a drunk slob losing control of her bladder... Not to mention her hygiene, appetite and self respect.
I'm gonna have to patronize the shit out of that. Literally one of the only artists to have ever drawn a slob Indian woman, the golden unicorn of my sub fetishes.
Pic related, anyone have the rest of this? I suspect it went to gassy places.
Eboshi’s gut gurgled as she lifted the sake jug to her mouth, gulping down as much as she could and uncaring about the rivulets trickling down her fat face. Opening her mouth to encourage her workers to continue searching, Eboshi ended up belching instead. Shame filled her, though it was nothing compared to her hunger, and so she pushed on from the incident, looking at the women and lepers searching tirelessly under her orders. “Keep going, there has to be something to end this damned hunger! Some relic, some spirit weapon that did this to me, to weaken our growing town!”
A whole day of missed work scouring the countryside, two and half platters filled with the best beef, pork, and copious amounts of sake, wine, and water consumed by Eboshi, and still nothing was found. Getting to her feet required the help of four women, all pushing strenuously. Using the one arm remaining to her, and ignoring the drooping apron of flesh hanging from it as she raised the limb high, she called out again. “That’s enough!”
The whole retinue returned to Irontown, Eboshi retiring to her private quarters, plopping down gracelessly, her massive ass quivering with the motion, her whole body not far behind. Snatching up some leftover meat, Eboshi ate to forget about the failure of the day and thought about when all this started all those moons ago. It had been after the phantom pain of her missing limb had fully vanished, the new peace between her town and the spirits only one moon previous. She had been going about her day when the hunger had struck. She consumed more at her meals than before, at first thinking it was merely stress or the burden of ruling, but she just kept on eating more and growing until she appeared to be a spirit herself; a spirit of gluttony.
Swallowing her latest mouthful, Eboshi stared up at the ceiling and the fine silks that decorated it. Sighing, she tried to get to sleep when a knocking came at her door. The screen was slid open, revealing Toki, her fat face determined. “What is it? Have you found something?!”
“It’s you, my Lady.”
“What do you mean? Explain yourself?!”
“Your appetite for power has mixed with your hunger. This is no spirit curse, no plot by a rival, you’re just indulging too much.”
“Nonsense! Explain your own growth then?!”
“I normally eat with you, Lady Eboshi, and have grown accustomed to larger meals.”
Eboshi struggled to get to her feet, the previously dried sweat gushing from her pores as she fruitlessly flailed her limbs about, useless muscles aching, the stench of herself coming thick and heavy, clouding the whole room. “Leave me at once,” Eboshi finally got out after failing to even sit up. Toki bowed her head and left, Eboshi alone with her sickly scent, taking in great, heaping breaths of the stuff as her exertion got to her. “Not me, never me, it’s the spirits, it always has been.”
She spoke aloud to herself, ranting and raving about her enemies even as she started to go to sleep, thinking about the breakfast that was waiting for her when she woke up, drool escaping her lips as she fell asleep in her obese body, a body that would grow to match her ambition from here on out.
Yumiko Ogino should have wondered where her husband and daughter had vanished to. She should have been alarmed about the empty stalls filled with various foods in this odd theme park. She should have at least attempted to move from her seat in front of those delectable dishes crammed full of fried rice, beef, pork, and her favorite Western desserts. Food became the operative word in her mind, overtaking daughter and husband as the scent came to her nose. She picked up a slice of beef with her bare right hand, shoving into her mouth before grabbing some pork tenderloin and repeating the process with her left. She chewed without thought to manners, swallowing audibly.
The taste of the stuff caused her to give of a grunt of approval followed by a moan of arousal as she gripped a plate of fried rice with both hands and shoved her face in. Chomping, bits of rice and meat escaping her lips even as she struggled to cram more into her mouth, Yumiko let a hearty fart ring out, clenching her muscles to really give it her all. Smiling even as she ate at the crass behavior, she belched, flecks of her meal flying outwards, her grin becoming more and more unrefined as the food she swallowed made its presence felt on her body. Her pink dress shirt split in front and back, her skin now bulging with fat, back rolls of flab springing into life. Her jeans ripping came to her ears as her ass bulged with cellulite and adipose, but she didn’t care. Eventually, after finishing off the whole of the rice and beef, she was naked; clothed in tatters and sauce from various meals. Chugging down a bowl of stew, she opened her mouth.
She reached with fatter hands for more, whining when she realized she couldn’t quite reach. Clambering as fast as she could towards the remaining plates, her advanced obesity caused some of the stall to lilt. But the food was closer now and that’s all Yumiko cared for. Shoving her face into cinnamon rolls and donuts, she gulped and gorged, snorting more and more as her body assumed elephantine proportions.
Fingers became useless as fat consumed them. So she shoved her great bulk towards whatever her mouth could reach and soon enough she was consuming entire stalls as her body grew and her expulsions increased with it.
An orbit of her own funk clothed her now, occasional flashes of fat she called her body visible but only for the briefest of moments before her own foul vapors obscured everything around her. But she could still eat, even as the lake by the theme park became something to quaff her thirst from the three stalls of Mexican and Indian food she’d shoved down her throat.
Soon enough the food was gone, leaving Yumiko a moment for the other words she had thought about to become something recognizable in the haze of gluttony her mind had become.
Her burp became a scream as she looked down, to her left, and right, seeing nothing but bulging flesh she now realized belonged to her.
Useless digits, foul stenches, and her own odors came to her nose then and she started to gag. However, soon enough, the scent of food returned and she started to move, one tiny quiver at a time, towards the scent. Her shame, even her sense of self, was left behind much like her clothes; tattered and frayed. There was only the food.
So much left to eat.
Ivy looked at her lover. Harley looked back, blinking a bit before turning her attention back to Selina and her request.
“That’s nuts Selina,” Harley said plainly.
Selina was irked at that descriptor in regards to her latest plan, especially coming from Harley Quinn of all people, but shoved that emotion down. She needed their help if she was going to achieve her goal. “I know it’s odd, but people are starting to catch on that I’m Catwoman. I just need your help to dissuade that idea from their heads.”
“By getting obese,” Ivy commented.
“Yes, because then no one would think Catwoman and I were the same person.”
“Why don’t ya just use glasses and slouch?”
“That will never work,” Selina replied, Ivy just giving Harley a loving grin. “No, my way raises the most doubt. I’ll just need to let myself go, a lot.”
“I take it you want the reverse of what I gave Harley?”
“Yes, that should work.”
“Come back in a couple days and I’ll have something for you,” Ivy replied, calculations already going in her head about the exact formula she’d need to lower Selina’s metabolism and increase her fat development. “In the meantime, just indulge yourself.”
“We’ve got plenty of milk, Kitty. The good stuff too, the kind with heavy cream.”
Selina smiled at her friends, the closest she had in her life if she was honest with herself. “I think I’ll do that.”
Days later, Selina chugged down the last of the milk Harley had said she could take; the rich, creamy concoction heaven to her tastebuds as she heartily chugged it down. Sighing, she brought a hand to her stomach and the abs she could still feel even as the milk sloshed around inside her. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner filled with nothing but the finest, and fattening, dishes had hardly made a dent on her impressive physique. Hoping Ivy had her request ready, she made her way towards Harley and Ivy’s lair/home.
Ivy was indeed ready, handing Selina a dark purple fruit with bits of yellow and orange markings on one side. “Take a bite and the process can begin.”
Selina did so, wincing at the horrible taste of the fruit, before a sharp pain stabbed into her stomach. Ivy swiftly retracted the now empty syringe she had produced from seemingly thin air and stepped back. “That should do it. Congratulations Selina, you’re about to be the fattest criminal boss in Gotham. Should we send Oswald a basket of fish as a sorry to dethrone you gift?”
“No, though I might need his tailor if this works as well as you say it will.”
Ivy smirked and gave a little whistle. Harley came in then, pushing a cart filled with every unhealthy food Selina could name in a giant mound. As soon as the scent came to her nostrils, drool dripped from her lips, her stomach giving an almighty roar. Selina darted towards the cart, shoving her face into the pile, her fancy black business suit stained with innumerable sauces as she made pig of herself, gulping, burping, farting, and eating with abandon.
“Aww, Kitty’s now Piggy,” Harley cooed, theatrically waving her hand in front of her face after a particularly raunchy fart blasted from the gorging criminal’s ass.
“Well it’s what she wanted, let’s just hope she doesn’t regret it,” Ivy remarked, wincing a bit as Selina’s stench only increased, hurriedly dragging Harley away. She wanted to makeout with Harley later and the clown smelling like the backend of Catwoman was not at all attractive.
One hundred pounds poured into Selina after only a week.
Two months after being injected, Selina was approaching immobility and wearing a custom made business suit that wouldn’t have been out of place on a cartoon hippo. Shoving a family-sized bag of M&M’s to her lips, she drained the whole thing in two massive chugs, throwing the empty package away and taking a wobbling, heavy step forward.
“Ugh…damn URRRAPPPPP Ivy! I just wanted to get huge not…oh mmmmm donuts…not-“ But Selina cut herself off by shoving said donuts into her mouth, grateful at least for her massive sides of arm fat and the sheer space they took up. They served as fantastic platters for her assortment of foods she kept on her person these days. She inhaled her body odor, burp, and the fart from three steps ago, the combined stench only fueling her hunger. But she was out of food, and so she crashed her way past the door leading towards the source of her hunger, weight, and addictive stench.
Ivy and Harley were there, four massive piles of food in front of them. Selina gave a gurgling belch before talking, body twitching as she saw all that food. “I want…want this to…erp…stop Ivy! I’m the laughingstock of Gotham!”
“I’m impressed you can hold yourself back from shoving your body into the food here,” Ivy responded. “But we both know you want nothing more than this right now. My concoction really has done a number on you Selina, but when Harley wants a pet, she gets one.”
Selina’s willpower faded and shoved her titanic form to all fours, body quivering and jostling as she crammed her face into the first pile. “What…OLLP…MMMMGHPH…are you…URRRAP..talking about?!”
“You’re our pet now, Kitty. Our own fat cat to play with. I can’t wait to dress you up in all the cute outfits I’ve got!”
Selina balked at that but couldn’t stop eating, driven on by her gas and growing hunger until she had managed to eat all four piles, burping out some crumbs. Pinned by her own body, helpless as Ivy and Harley made their way towards her, jugs of that heavenly milk in both villain’s arms, she knew she couldn’t fight.
“I’m your pet. Please, feed your kitty,” Selina said, opening her mouth and took what joy she could in the fact that these two would at least ensure she’d be well-fed.
And no one would ever expect the blob that had been Selina Kyle was Catwoman in the slightest.
An excellent guy to work with, will get the job done no fuss. I've had good experiences commissioning him before for slob stuff.
Other good artists for commissions depend on what you're after, exactly. I've had some good experiences with Leshawk, though that ventures more into the scat/gas territory. Debuko/Lustysheep (tumblr accounts, did the slobby/sweaty Wii-Fit pic) is alright but I've been waiting for over 6 months for her to finish a commission.
Deadly-Nightshade13 is pretty decent for gas stuff, too, though seems to be a bit overwhelmed at present with commissions.
I'd also recommend Weirdkenn, though again mainly for gas stuff.
h-panda/ecchi-panda is a good artist that'll draw near enough anything, though is pretty expensive, and has a bit of a backlog to get through.
>waiting for over 6 months
Fucking say something dude (respectfully of course), if you let artists do this it breeds people like Axel who think they can walk all over you, take your money and deliver subpar work
I kinda have a few times now, and to be fair to her she's given some further WIPs, though it's a bit demoralising.
Given the lack of slob artists around generally, I'm a bit loathe to get on the bad side of one of them, but it's beginning to get a bit ridiculous.
I've got some of the other commissions around somewhere, but given that they venture into scat territory I'm not sure they can be posted here.
Where did you get it? I admit she's gone down in quality (seems like the fetish stuff is kind of being abandoned in favor of quick colored scribbles) but ssakurai was my first huge gateway drug into weight gain and slob, and I'd like to at least read it.
Plus, it's got a brown girl in it eating burgers. It can't be all bad.
The paid content threads back on Bee Bee Dubya Chan.
Sakurai was my start too but he/she/it is just bland today. Skills might've improved but everything that comes out of him is utterly dull as dishwater these days compared to the old days.
I was just thinking this, and it's SUPER slob too. But I sure wish the character wasn't so blatantly tumblr looking because I really am gonna start fapping to tumblr landwhales.
Then again though knowing anti they're gonna fall into a massive depression and never draw again for months.
>Then again though knowing anti they're gonna fall into a massive depression and never draw again for months.
I'll believe it when I see it, TAD gets a lot of other artists who pay him lip service but don't actually do anything. Lewdsona for example apparently PAID him to draw those pictures of some girl (?) then was rambling some shit how he convinced her to draw slob too. Well why didn't he fuckin draw it himself? Kapass also did a picture of just some fat girl eating a sandwich and tagged it slob. Like what are these guys trying to prove?
It's almost a requirement for slob artists to have some sort of crippling depression.
Anti is okay. Thon still has a problem with noses.
That's weird. There better not be some bullshit hipster fight for seniority, "I got into it before you did, I'm why X got into slob." There's no pride in being into this, this fetish is a curse. And turning it into some frat boy pig party is plain old pitiful.
Well truth be told Clint is definitely waking some folks up to it, but it's better to put up or shut up and walk the walk. If they like it, make more of it, don't just kiss ass ya know?
Is there a point in making a new thread or should I let it wait a few days?
love this! Everyone always forgets the leg hair!
Leg hair is my one favorite characteristic that nobody really draws. I hope in this race to degeneracy, people will start eventually adding in leg hair or even belly hair. People seem to be pretty chill about pit hair in comparison.