(A disturbing peace and quiet breaks out as our local heroes and villains find themselves unable to attend their regular city-wrecking duties...
Klumpfnacht: Nein Nein Nein! Ve cannot schwipe ze volatile chemicals from top secret government labs if you cannot schqueeze through ze front door!)
“Must I motivate you with more schnacks?! Schnell!”
“Damn! That bus load of orphans is just gonna have to call the police for help like everybody else! We're getting too big for the little problems... wanna hop off and I'll get you something from the drive-thru?”
“sigh*...yes, boss.”
(Will the gryphons go on a diet? Will Dr. Klumpfnacht finally it he isn't German? And what happened to those fat guys on the gym posters in Issue #1?! Find out NEXT TIME...)
When the boys went their separate ways, they were unaware of just how tricky their duties would be with such an incredible excess of mass.
Back in their respective routines, the two gryphons were experiencing independent size-related troubles - Maks winced as he felt Dr K. shove hard against his lower belly, trying desperately to fit the gryphon through a much to small lair entrance, his belly now far too broad to enter the base through anything aside from the garage.
Speaking of garages, Royce was in one himself, cringing as he felt the truck heave and sputter under his tremendous weight from his spot in the truck-bed - a truck-bed which he was basically oozing out from at that size… Not wanting to see whether the transmission or the tires would give out first, Royce folded his ears back in shame and began to flop out of the back seat…
Both henchgryphons grimaced, their stomaches rumbling, as they gave into their employers offers for sympathy snacks and takeout…
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I’m most pleased to present the follow-up sequence to a delightful commission from last year for my ever-wonderful friend Nickel-Cat_Engine, starring his returning Hench-Gryph and accompanying villainous master, Dr. Klumpfnacht, as well as a new Hench-Gryph on the block, the equally muscular (and equally fattenable) Royce, sidekick to the heroic Fantastic Mighty Fox! The duo’s bosses are feuding something fierce, a feud which can only be resolved with a good ol’ fashioned hench-off… But can our dutiful henchgryphs survive the belt-busting brawl to come? And who will come out on top - and who’ll be blobbed at the bottom? Stay tuned to find out…!
As with the previous sequence, I absolutely adored this idea and had a splendid time working on it! The cel-shading was fun as always, as were all the silly background gags and comicy things that I included throughout. Royce and Maks pair wonderfully together both personality wise and design-wise, especially as their appetites begin to outpace their muscles… I truly hope you all enjoy this sequence, and a tremendous thank you to Nickel-Cat_Engine for commissioning me on this!
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Nickel-Cat_Engine - Massive Maks and Rolling Royce
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Klumpfnacht: Nein Nein Nein! Ve cannot schwipe ze volatile chemicals from top secret government labs if you cannot schqueeze through ze front door!)
“Must I motivate you with more schnacks?! Schnell!”
“Damn! That bus load of orphans is just gonna have to call the police for help like everybody else! We're getting too big for the little problems... wanna hop off and I'll get you something from the drive-thru?”
“sigh*...yes, boss.”
(Will the gryphons go on a diet? Will Dr. Klumpfnacht finally it he isn't German? And what happened to those fat guys on the gym posters in Issue #1?! Find out NEXT TIME...)
When the boys went their separate ways, they were unaware of just how tricky their duties would be with such an incredible excess of mass.
Back in their respective routines, the two gryphons were experiencing independent size-related troubles - Maks winced as he felt Dr K. shove hard against his lower belly, trying desperately to fit the gryphon through a much to small lair entrance, his belly now far too broad to enter the base through anything aside from the garage.
Speaking of garages, Royce was in one himself, cringing as he felt the truck heave and sputter under his tremendous weight from his spot in the truck-bed - a truck-bed which he was basically oozing out from at that size… Not wanting to see whether the transmission or the tires would give out first, Royce folded his ears back in shame and began to flop out of the back seat…
Both henchgryphons grimaced, their stomaches rumbling, as they gave into their employers offers for sympathy snacks and takeout…
---
I’m most pleased to present the follow-up sequence to a delightful commission from last year for my ever-wonderful friend Nickel-Cat_Engine, starring his returning Hench-Gryph and accompanying villainous master, Dr. Klumpfnacht, as well as a new Hench-Gryph on the block, the equally muscular (and equally fattenable) Royce, sidekick to the heroic Fantastic Mighty Fox! The duo’s bosses are feuding something fierce, a feud which can only be resolved with a good ol’ fashioned hench-off… But can our dutiful henchgryphs survive the belt-busting brawl to come? And who will come out on top - and who’ll be blobbed at the bottom? Stay tuned to find out…!
As with the previous sequence, I absolutely adored this idea and had a splendid time working on it! The cel-shading was fun as always, as were all the silly background gags and comicy things that I included throughout. Royce and Maks pair wonderfully together both personality wise and design-wise, especially as their appetites begin to outpace their muscles… I truly hope you all enjoy this sequence, and a tremendous thank you to Nickel-Cat_Engine for commissioning me on this!
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