Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #12, Happy New Year!

Weekly Random #12

Booty Bay was lively, cheers coming from the nearby tavern as the patrons prepared for the new years celebration. “Rocko!  How many more rockets you got to setup?” came the voice of the foreman, his gravely cries always hurting Rocko’s sensitive ears.  “Only a few more, boss!” he yelled back, two bottle rockets over his shoulders.  “Good, because you are on Big Burtha duty!”

Rocko let out a big sigh at the news, “Oh come on!  We are still cleaning the goop from the last bruiser that took that job!”  he complained, but the foreman was having none of it, “Do it, or you can kiss your overtime wages goodbye!”

Rocko left the main setup and walked over to the side of the store house, walking past a dozen signs that said “Keep Out!”, “Danger!”, and “Turn around before it’s too late, idiot!”  It was there he saw it, the infamous rocket, the one built time and again by the craziest of sappers to punctuate the new year.  “I better get a bonus for this!” Rocko cried out.

“Hey babe, what you doing?” came a sudden voice from the walkway above, Rocko looking up and first noticing the goggles, strapped casually to a forehead, before making out the face staring mischievously at him, “Oh… you got Burtha duty!?”

“Not now Jizzel! This is delicate business.” he said snidely as he pointed for her to leave.

“Hey!” she replied, twisting herself over the edge and dropping right next to Rocko, “That is no way to treat your girlfriend.”

“We already went over this!  You are not my girlfriend!” he yelled, the echo bouncing off the hills and causing the rocket to gently tip over, “Oh… oh… no…” Rocko said as he gently leaned over, pushing the nose of the rocket back upward.

“Aw, Rocko, babe, you going to make little ole Jizzy cry?” she said, walking up close to the shirtless goblin.  She grabbed him by the nose, pulling him toward her face, “Now tell me I am your girlfriend before I get out my wrench and make something accidentally happen to this rocket here.” she said sharply, a grin crossing her face.

Rocko’s eyes opened wide, “Okay, okay… Jizzy-bear… but I really do have to get back to work here.”

Jizzel pushed past him and walked up to the rocket anyways, marveling at it’s complexity, “So how much powder it got in there?” she asked, leaning up on it. Rocko felt his heart race, “Careful! She is full of concentrated boom juice!” he yelled, running up to her.

Jizzel gasped, “Oh my, that sounds like it would be one nether of a boom!  It’s making me all hot just thinking about it.” she said, waving at her face, “Oh, I know, you should totally fuck me on it!”

“What!?  No!” Rocko said in shock, before pushing her away from the rocket.

“Come on, babe!  Let me ride your rocket on the rocket!” she said as she pushed herself back into him, her breasts rubbing through her tunic on his open chest.  “I… huh…” he tried to protest, but Jizzel knew all his sensitive spots, nibbling on his ear and licking at his neck, “Pleeeeeeeeease?” she said, reaching into his shorts.  “Give me the Rocko Rocket!  I will even let you launch into my special ASSets.”

Rocko licked his lips, “Re… really?  Well in that case…” he said as he ripped  her tunic, pulling it quickly off and reaching for her pants  unbinding them, “Oh, yes!” Jizzel moaned as he pushed her now exposed body into the rocket, causing it to lean with her, “Ready for launch, babe!” she said, holding apart her cheeks so that Rocko could get a good view of her fuselage.

Rocko couldn’t take it anymore, ripping off his shorts and running towards her, “I am going to blast you good!” he said as he slammed into her, his dick pushing it’s way deep into her ass.  “Ouch!” Jizzel yelled, “Careful with the propulsion!” she said he pushed harder, causing her to bite her lip with pleasure and pain.

Rocko pumped hard into her, grabbing her cheeks and squeezing them as her tits slapped into the rockets hull.  Jizzel moaned, “Oh your rocket is so huge!” she said as she pushed back against him, the force causing the rocket to now shake violently.  A few thrusts later and the rocket fell over entirely, the two goblins now riding on top of it.

Rocko felt his body tingle as she squeezed around his cock, his eyes glazing over.  Jizzel smiled as she looked back, “Who needs fireworks!” she said playfully, her body hot and sweaty, “Explode inside me, babe!  Do it!”

Rocko’s mind was lost in the pleasure, but a sudden smell caught his nose. It smelled like brimstone mixed with pineapples, “Wait… what is that?”

Without missing a thrust Rocko looked down to notice a leak in Big Burtha’s main launcher, the boom juice dripping out.  He thought back to what his foreman told him, “Remember, boom juice is HIGHLY UNSTABLE!  Even just the heat of your body has the chance of setting it off!  Don’t do anything that heats you up!” the voice said, clearly in his mind.

“Oh shit…” he said as the smell suddenly changed, to that of blazing fire.  Jizzel was still pushing hard into him, “Don’t stop… don’t!” she said before the blaze ran it’s way up the juice and into the main rocket.  With a sudden concussive blast, the rocket launched the two airborne.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Jizzel yelled as they flew upward, her nails digging into the rockets body.  Rocko held tight onto her hair, “Why do you have to have such a sexy, dangerous ass!” he cried,  “Oh… oh shit!” he yelled as he forgot how close she was to climax, his cock twitching deep into her ass.  He let out a scream as he unloaded inside her, the rocket still screaming into the heavens.

Jizzel moaned before yelling out  into the night sky, “Best… sex… ever….”

Happy New Year!  A little early, but hey, whose counting?  This image was a fun one to make, that Jizzel is DYNAMITE. (CWIDT)

Now, I would say that is the only image I made this week, but I would be lying.  I made another image, involving some upcoming mogu chicks from 5.2, however I felt it would be a little more niche.  So instead of making a normal post, you can find it hiding somewhere in this thread.  Oh, and it’s animated. (1/1/13 applied some small stealth edits!  for those that want a hint, know that I am blocking the path.)

Either way, see you all next year!  Lok’tar Ogar!

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #11

Weekly Random #11

It was a festive night on the eve of Winters Veil, but Bron felt himself pacing nervously.  “No no no she can’t be here!” he muttered to himself as he looked down at the roaring fire in the fireplace.

A sudden noise caught his attention at the door, followed by a load bang.  Bron felt sweat drip down his forehead as he awaited what was coming.

Another slam followed, and his iron door buckled under the force.  Two large men quickly entered, a lumbering ogre and a human covered in scars.  They pushed aside his now mangled door to make way, bowing for the one behind them.

Bron swallowed his fear as she entered, her elegant finery a odd contrast to her sharpened claws and white razor teeth.  “Countess Vana… To what do… do I owe the pleasure…?” he barely spit out.

“I am disappointing in you, Bron.” she answered, brushing away some of her silken hair as she walked up to the fire, Bron noticing that her eyes avoided him.  “My associates in the city have informed me you stopped giving your contributions.”

Bron looked over to the two goons, the human sharpening his dagger as he smiled at the dwarf, “But… It’s Winters Veil!  I barely had enough money to get my children some gifts!” he yelled, hoping for an ounce of compassion.

“Winters Veil…” the Countess whispered, before letting out a great laugh.  “How silly…Where are the children anyways?”

Bron felt a knot fill his stomach, “With the wife at the festivities, they… they wanted to meet Greatfather Winter.  Please, leave them out of this!”

“Then I suggest you hand over your contribution, or I may have to take it another way.” she said

Bron reeled back, “I.. I already bought the presents…”  he said with fear filling his voice, he looked to the two goons now approaching him.  The Countess simply turned to him, a smile crossing her face, “You can stop, boys.”

Bron wondered if she had a change of heart, but the piercing gaze of her violet eyes removed that thought, “Then I guess we will take the presents as p… I am sure I can find a price for them during this ridiculous holiday.”

Bron’s face turned white as she and the goons turned  from the fireplace and walked to the tree, reaching down to pick up the gifts he worked hard to buy, “May Greatfather Winter have mercy on your soul…” he said, anger and sadness filling his heart.

“Did someone call?” came a sudden voice from the fireplace, Bron turning with surprise and glee, which lasted just long enough to notice the huge frame and green skin of the man standing before them,”Greatfather Winter?”

The orc smiled, “Not what you were expecting?” he said as he pulled a ridiculously large and festive rifle from his sack, “I get that a lot around here…  by the way… you might want to duck.”

Bron his the deck as the orc fired his rifle, launching what appeared to be a massive coal at the ogre, nailing him in the forehead.  The human was in shock over what had just happened, giving the orc enough time to launch a second barrage that clocked him too.  Both were quickly unconscious.

Bron looked up in astonishment as the orc pulled out another oddly decorated blunderbuss, pointing it quickly at the Countess, “What is the meaning of this!?” she yelled, flexing her claws and leaping into the air.  The orc was quick to compensate and fired, entangling the worgen noble in a huge wad of ribbon.

“Enough of this!” Bron yelled, getting up off the ground, “This is getting too crazy even for me!  I am going off to be with my family, you weirdos can do whatever you want!”

The orc watched as Bron stormed out the broken doorway, letting out a laugh.  He quickly moved up to the Countess, as she struggled trying hard to break from the extra strong ribbon.  “This is madness… why are you doing this?” she asked, staring deep into his red eyes.

The orc knelt down next to her, peering back as he unbuckled his pants, “You are on the naughty list…  and I get to deal with the naughty ones.”

Not much more to say, other then Merry Christmas!

Okay, one more thing to say, this worgen is an old character I designed but never used.  Might see more of her in the future.

Weekly Random-A-Thon Image #6

Weekly Random #6

It was a busy evening, the sound of excitement filled the air.  Silas skipped along, watching the spectacle alone for the first time in awhile.

“Silas Darkmoon!” came a growl from behind him, Silas turned to see a worgen male turning from the prize booths, holding what appeared to be a massive amount of Darkmoon Tickets. The worgen stormed up to him and dropped the tickets at his feet, Silas mused that it must have been thousands of them.  “I was told you have no more rewards for me to get, what am I going to do with all these blasted tickets!?”

Silas reached over and picked a grouping of the tickets from the pile, taking a second to stare at each one on the line.  “Impressive work.  You must be our most dedicated player.”  He said as he looked up, his eyes seeming to peer beyond the worgen. “I… huh…” the worgen tried to continue, but he felt a sudden deep unease.

“Come with me, for all these tickets, I can give you a sneak peek at something I have been working on.” he said, waving for the worgen to follow.  He walked him down the path towards the zoo, greeting every carnie he passed with an affectionate nod. The worgen remained silent, the unease of the gnomes glare still penetrating his mind.

They stopped at the pens, most still filled with animals but one seemed empty.  The worgen sniffed the air, a familiar perfume filling his nostrils.  Silas leaned on the fence, his hand still holding the stray strand of tickets, “Ah it seems you already smell her…” he said with a coy smile. The worgen was confused, “Azshara… from my time in the past, but that is impossible…”

“Nothing is impossible with my faire, worgen.” he said, knocking on the fence a little tune.  A nearby cage suddenly opened and out came a few carnies holding a soft skinned figure, her white gown glowing in the moonlight, “Unhand me this instant! You savages!”

The worgen’s jaw dropped, “How…” was all he could say before Silas once again looked up and beyond him, “Actually, it’s better if I don’t ask.”

Silas nodded his agreement, and whistled as the carnies tied the elven queen to a haybale in the pen, “I know about all the desires of my guests, but you had a rather unique one.” Silas said, once again looking down at his tickets, “I think these tickets for some time with the queen here is a fair trade, as long as you let the other guests get a glimpse.  What you say?  We got a deal?”

The worgen looked on with hunger, his eyes peering at the woman he so desired as he reached for the buckles on his armor.  “I love this place… you got a deal!”

I don’t know about you guys, but that Silas, he both makes me smile and creeps me out.

Just imagine this music in the background of the new image.  Though it might kill some boners, so maybe you shouldn’t…

Hope you all enjoy it!

Lok’tar Ogar

Blog Updates, plus that one bonus image…

Random Bonus

Decided it was about time to officially upload that Pandaren image.  I had it as a bonus for those that found it during that one week, but it didn’t feel right keeping it out of the gallery.

Been a little busy with the lil’ orc around, so not had a lot of time to work on new images.  I have, however, had time to improve the blog a bit.  Over the next day or so I plan to make the galleries better with slightly larger thumbnails and better formatting.  So far the Weekly Random and Hellfire image pages have gone through the updates, but the rest will take a bit longer.  Tell me what you think.

Let’s hope this weekend has more time, I really want to get Hellfire updated! Lok’tar Ogar!

Hellfire – Taming the Hunter – Update!

Like I promised, Hellfire has another update.  The story continues, and it looks like Ku’jin is starting to give in a bit to those primal urges like a good troll.  Don’t forget to check out the updated story in the story section!

Starting with this post I am going to also put up the new images here for people to click on.  You can also see them on the side using the recent images bar, but I feel like I want to get in the habit of showing the work on the front page too.  It’s been working really well for the weekly randoms.

Like?  Dislike?  Always open to feedback people!  I don’t bite… much…

Lok’tar Ogar.

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