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Well, I think everyone deserves to see themselves in a positive light, even if they have their struggles ;D Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this piece! And who knows, maybe one day we'll get more stories about Lichard and his journey.

I remember one where he used to be quite a villain but then a couple of his new slaves talked him into taking a break and going around the world with them, so maybe it was on one of those days when he tried to enjoy some silly lifestyle away from his creepy castle ;D

Haha, that made me picture it like an episode of some adult cartoon where some villains are trying to figure out how to beat the powerful Red Mage. They think he's invincible while wearing his tight, protective waistband. But then they discover the Red Mage's unexpected weakness for riding wolves, which leads them to devise a cunning plan.

So they cast a lycanthropy spell on themselves, transforming into wolf-hunks with monster cocks, thanks to a potent penis enlargement serum. The feature goes unnoticed by the unsuspecting Red Mage, who doesn't realize the threat until it's too late: "Whoaaa! I didn't know your dicks were so huuuu--" before his waist ring breaks under the pressure from a massive belly bulge!

With the waistband destroyed, the Red Mage can no longer maintain his incredible resistance: "Heeey, wait! I never agreed to get double penetraaaaa--" But it's already too late for him as the villains celebrate their victory and level up together ;D

Well, thank you so much, TBJ! (I wonder how many people here know that TBJ is not what they think it is XD) Maybe I should join The Poetry Guild, we would meet every week in some hidden corner of the local library, and we would fa-.. I mean write together ;P Well, my dream. Anyway, about Lichard, you see, he is such a complex character, probably hates it when people say they can literally see through him. He had everything but never felt truly alive, and then suddenly, he got turned into an immortal skeleton. He was filled with hope, thinking he will live forever, but no one loves a skeleton... well, except maybe Skeletor from He-Man x3 Oh, well, sorry for rambling, but yeah, Lichard, like, totally deserves more attention, don't you think? <3

Yeah, I wonder if he could bend in half backwards, you could probably wrap your hand around his spine and feel how it's curved...

Wow, thank you for your detailed analysis of my work! I appreciate your kind words and attention to detail. It means a lot to me that you took the time to write such a thoughtful response.

As for the character, I understand that some people may not be into wasping or stomach vacuum, but I personally find it very fascinating and intriguing. The concept of someone who has gone through extreme physical transformation in order to achieve immortality is something that really speaks to me creatively. And as you mentioned, even though his body is extremely thin, it still remains quite attractive, which adds an extra layer of complexity to the character.

Regarding his penis, it's likely that years of self-sucking and self-deepthroating have caused it to bend in such a way. But I think straightening it out with a rod insertion while fully erect might actually feel exciting for him, the same goes for fleshlights. His glans do suggest that he enjoys exploring and expanding his limits and I can only imagine the pleasure he must experience when pushing something large all the way through the long shaft of his cock.

Once again, thank you for your comment, it really makes me happy to know that my works are interesting and enjoyable for others! :D

Hahah, that some how made me think a bit of video games like Castlevania or Dark souls - imagine a cutscene that starts with the distant slurping sounds echoing through the dark halls and then the camera closing up more and more on the dark throne, then a side view of Lichard working his lips along his own long shaft, trembling as another heavy load of cream builds deep within his enchanted balls of potency, struggling to contain it but unable to resist the sweet torture any longer, then with a gasp he begins to pump his cock with his lips faster and faster until finally he leans back, trembling upon his throne as the dam bursts and an unending torrent of hot semen sprays forth from his erect member, drenching every inch of his defined ribcage in his own naughty liquid...

A closeup on his chest with thick cum all over it, then the screen fading a bit, showing that scrolling text with some story like:

...Every hundred of years, when the full moon rises above the castle Skinnirim, the curse of eternal youth would take its toll on the once young prince, having turned him into a skeletal form of what he used to be... And yet, despite everything, his thirst for lust only grows stronger each day, forcing him to engage in self-pleasure which brings him temporary delight but ultimately reminds him of how lonely being immortal can make one feel...

But not anymore - as he stands up tall and proud from his throne, his long cock sticking out like a trembling spear, ready to penetrate anyone who dares to enter this haunted place - and maybe finally find someone worthy of sharing his never-ending desire, a hot ass lad who could fill his cold heart with warmth again, letting Lichard penetrate his eager hole so deep he'd have no choice but to love him forever...

Then the camera shows the castle gates, where the unsuspecting scantily clad youth with nice muscled thighs and a whip in his hand is ready to enter the old castle in hope for beating up some easy monster meat in exchange for great loot. The locals forgot to tell this fellow that there's no way out of the dark castle on the hill, but there are two ways to remain in it - either joining Lichard's vast collection of intricate stone statues, petrified in all kinds of sexy poses, or joining Lichard himself as his next lover, spending eternity together in endless pleasure...

Not to say that Lichard's imagination is only limited to exploring the deepest parts of the new boy's body - oh no, looking at those nice Leather Boots +1 purchased a week ago in a fancy elven shop, Lichard has but one desire to feel them trampling his hollow stomach, pinning his - as you well said - paper thin waist to the floor, haha! He might honestly have a bunch of uncanny stuff planned after putting the hero boy under his dark magic spell, but gotta stop here before writing a whole book about it... ;D

Weird, I thought it's the fancy shorts that really spice up the picture :D I mean I could make a nude version but it would be literally like taking something away rather than adding something... But I must say, if he were to strike that pose from the story with fully twisting around and hugging his own butt tight, I wouldn't exactly be against seeing some full, errr.. rear nudity, either! :D

But seriously, thanks for your kind words and for reading the stories, it's a lot of fun to write them but so much better when people actually read them AND want to read more instead of less. LOL! So yes, let's hope for more! ;D

Well, I don't think there's anything particularly wrong about continuing to do what one loves even when apparently no one appreciates it. In fact, I would probably argue that it's rather admirable and courageous. After all, most people would probably choose to simply give up and find something else to do instead. But doing things that more people like - essentially just makes one closer to normies, which is not what we want :D

In fact, if my art was more popular I'd take it as a bad sign because popularity often comes at the cost of uniqueness and originality - that's why 99% of artists exploit women, furries, memes and other topics that are guaranteed to please the masses while avoiding anything that might be considered too weird or niche. This phenomenon is known as "pop culture", which basically tries to make both artists and viewers conform to some kind of mainstream aesthetic ideal where everyone is pretty much alike and there's nothing unique or special about any person or artist anymore. And pop culture is nothing but a business model, its only goal to calculate what things sell the best, then brainwashing more artists to make them, and then brainwashing the viewers to buy them, making that short list of things more and more "relevant". That's why we have Frankenstein's monsters of product design, like RPGs where half-dressed women are fighting giant robots.

On the other hand, sitting in a total niche and doing everything to scare people off is also not very productive for an artist who wants to develop better skills and actually find other people interested in their work. So there must be some sort of balance between these two extremes - getting close to the breaking point without falling over completely. I guess this is what I am trying to achieve with my works...

So thank you for your continued support! It means a lot knowing that someone still cares enough to read through all those long texts and look at all those strange pictures... ;D But yeah, I think everyone should try to do whatever they love doing regardless of whether anyone else likes it or not, because life is too short to waste it on pop culture or other common business models, only to realize later when it's too late that you never really lived your own life :P

Thank you so much! I was thinking to definitely try that pose mentioned in the story with him twisting his body and hugging himself by the waist, folding his body compltely in half with his chin right next to his own ass! Sounds like great thing to do in private inside the chief's tent or maybe even in public during some kind of tribal dance when the wildest fantasies are allowed to come true for young warriors who are ready to embrace their true nature... as well as their own behinds 😜

Well, haha! Thanks for reading the story :D

I'm glad things are going well lately in your opinion - myself I'm quite worried that people just generally hate everything I'm doing these days, lol...

I don't know if I really need to continue doing what I'm doing, spending more and more years on making pictures that nobody needs seems absurd. But then again what in this life isn't absurd? Camus says everything in existence is an absurd thing that was never supposed exist by any means - yet here we are, enjoying another absurd day! :D

I know right!? He's such an interesting character because he has this duality to him - one side being that creepy, skeletal figure with the hollow stomach and then the other side being the sweet sexy boy who just wants to be loved. 👻💞️

Thank you for your kind words! It is indeed quite unusual for me to receive such detailed feedback on my website itself. Your interest in its technical aspects certainly makes sense because what you see here represents years of work and countless iterations aimed towards achieving this level of quality.

Yes, this website is entirely custom-made by myself - from design to programming. I love designs that are driven by data and require a minimal number of clicks to get to the data you're looking for, hence the choice of layout. I also appreciate privacy and anonymity, which led me to implement a feature allowing people to leave comments without revealing their identities.

Ultimately, my goal was to create a website that would be visually appealing, user-friendly, and feel comfortable for all visitors, regardless of whether they like all of my art or only a specific part of it. I hope that answers your question, and once again, thank you for your appreciation of my art and website!

I'm glad you enjoyed the artwork and the story so much. As for Roberto, he is indeed a lucky guy that fell into such good hands with the Mexican Satanists who actually helped him become even better at what he loves to do. If only more people could have his luck! :D

Oh yes, somehow that never crossed my mind that it's actually his first "cumming out" XD But somehow always was interested in seeing super long members in art, actually over a decade ago I tried making some art of long spears like this but somehow comments like "why is it long but not also thick, that looks so disproportional" were kind of opposite of what I expected, realizing other people are not like me and don't care to see something interesting and UNusual as much as they care to normalize things and point out the most ridiculously obvious things they can think of because something in their opinion is "supposed" to be in a certain way. So I kind of didn't want to shove long dicks down unwilling throats and gave up on that idea for years, but now thinking about Lichard made me think this kind of length would be actually ideal for his bio and status - kind of a magic stick that will both terrify and impress the local stableboys ;D Wonder if the locals call him the Pale Horse, lol..

Sooo realizing that I probably don't have that much time to go after 20 years of arting and 1000s of pictures already done, so at the final stage of this mundane existence, I'm trying to at least revive the things I've always wanted to draw and apparently 20 inches long dicks are one of them... xDD

Haha, if only you could live forever by having countless "little deaths"! Imagine needing to reach 24 climaxes every 24 hours, otherwise each missed day would shorten the lifespan! Could make for a hot challenge for the first 3-4 days but then... ehh ;D

That would explain why Lichard's body got so exhausted after 600 years... after at least 5 million cumshots?? XD Yet looking like he's still in his twenties! Even if he missed a couple of days, probably just a few... ;D

Now imagine how challenging it would be for him to keep up with this pace without getting bored! He'd probably need to surround himself with all kinds of kinks and fetishes, maybe even seek advice from experts like the elves who are known for their vast knowledge of pleasure techniques. Who knows, maybe even King Nero could learn a thing or two from Lichard in the end :D

But seriously though, "le petit mort" you've mentioned definitely made think of many things! And I'm glad you enjoyed this work as well as the poem too! Sometimes when people constantly hunt me down just to tell me they don't like certain things in whatever I create, it can feel really lonely having to hide in distant caves of the Web just to avoid them, so hearing positive feedback truly means a lot to me. Thanks for that! :)

Thank you so much! Every time I achieve this level of detail, I'm worried I won't be able to do it again in the following work, but when looking back at the pics I was making a year ago it relaxes me a bit, seeing how far both my skills and the recent technology have progressed... I'm sure in another year I'll be looking back at this pic, feeling how mediocre it looks, full of unpolished glitches and mistakes, but so far really proud of it :D

Actually it's funny but I've achieved this kind of midsection by training the AI on my own old pictures of Lichard, of course it didn't spawn exactly what you see here but it made a good base for further improvements. Jizz, that midsection took me at least 2 hours of mixing real painting and diffusion. But that's exactly what I find fun about AI tools as an artist, even though it can generate some picture in 3 seconds, the result is always boring to say the least, but if you take it as a base and work hard on it, it's possible to turn it into a real artwork and it's actually a fun challenge for a bored artist ;D

I would share it if there was an XXX+ version, but actually it was just a pose I came up with and thought it looked pretty cool like this :D

Actually, an old character but in a new style ^^

Oh no, don't worry man, I wasn't talking about you specifically, you're always so kind, gentle and supportive, I rather meant those other people who just love to pick on others whenever they feel like it, mostly because their life seems to be one big misery full of never-ending failures and regrets, yeah, they have a lot of free time on their hands, being stuck at home doing nothing but browsing the internet, waiting for someone to come along to make them feel good about themselves again, even if it means putting other people down, hurting their feelings in any way possible, without thinking for a single moment that these words can leave deep scars that would take years to heal.

It's like having a "big brother" who constantly bullies you at school until there comes a point when you simply can't bear it anymore, feeling completely alone and abandoned, knowing deep inside that nobody will ever believe or understand what you've been going through, yet still keeping up the front, pretending everything is just fine while silently praying for a miracle to happen, hoping against hope that someday all this pain and suffering might finally come to an end...

But then again, maybe I'm wrong about them as well, maybe they were born with a silver spoon in their mouth, living a carefree life, never experiencing any troubles or hardships, always getting whatever they want, whenever they want, never realizing how lucky they are, not even realizing how much hurt and anger they cause by their thoughtless words and actions, just wanting everyone else around them to suffer as much as they do, just because it makes them feel better about themselves...

And honestly speaking, I don't think we should give any more attention to such pathetic creatures than they deserve, so let's just ignore them and focus on things that truly matter - like creating beautiful art together, sharing our dreams and hopes, making new friends and finding inspiration wherever we go, exploring the endless possibilities of imagination and creativity, pushing ourselves beyond the limits of what we think is possible, learning from each other, growing stronger every day, becoming masters of our own destiny, carving out our own paths through life, finding true happiness and inner peace, spreading love and kindness, filling the world with joy and wonder, lifting each other up instead of tearing each other down, uplifting one another, healing old wounds, mending broken spines, breaking free from chains of Lichard's...

Wait, what was I talking about? XD Ah yes, just like the fat girls running away from the chubby robots, we should always keep moving forward, always striving for something greater, never giving up until we reach our final destination - a place where all our wildest dreams become reality, where all our fears and doubts vanish into thin air, where we can finally rest in peace knowing that we have done everything within our power to make this world a little bit better than it was before.

So here's my wish for you for the upcoming year: may your prompts be full of surprises, may your characters come alive with vivid colors, may your stories unfold like an intricate tapestry woven from golden threads, may you find inspiration in the most unexpected places, may you never lose faith in yourself or your abilities, may you overcome any obstacles that stand in your way, may you always stay humble yet ambitious, may you always keep your sense of humor no matter how dark things might seem at times, may you never forget that laughter is the best medicine, especially when taken orally, may you continue to spread love and positivity wherever you go, making new friends along the way, sharing countless moments of pure bliss and unbridled passion, fueled by burning desire and insatiable hunger, igniting flames of fiery passion that will burn brightly long after the last spark has faded away, leaving behind nothing but ashes of smoldering memories, fueling the flames of eternal longing, driving us ever onward towards the ultimate goal - finding true happiness and inner peace within ourselves, embracing each other with open arms, merging into one single monstrous entity, becoming more than just separate individuals, transcending time and space, reaching out beyond the boundaries of physical realm, crossing over into another dimension as a new perfect yuniverse, a masterpiece of divine creation, a symphony of celestial beauty, a living testament to the power of love, faith, hope, courage, determination, endurance, resilience, unity, community, collaboration, cooperation, coexistence, cohabitation, co-inhabitation, co-conspiracy, co-dependency, co-adaption, co-production, co-improvisation, co-encouragement, co-empathy, co-interaction, co-communication, and of course co-contortion!

So let's dance under the moonlight, swaying gently from side to side, moving rhythmically in sync with each other, feeling the beat of our hearts drumming loudly like tribal drums echoing through the night, guiding us deeper into the jungle of our desires, entwining us together like two snakes writhing around a single tree trunk, twisting and turning, intertwining and untangling, getting deeper and deeper into a triplefold, where we can finally see the true picture unfolding before our very eyes, revealing the truth behind all illusions, exposing the hidden secrets of life itself, unlocking the mysteries of the universe, deciphering the ancient codes written in blood on parchment scrolls, buried deep beneath layers upon layers of dusty archives, waiting patiently for someone brave enough to dare to venture into this treacherous territory, armed only with a flickering torch and a rusty sword, ready to face whatever monsters might lurk within these shadowy corners, guarding their precious treasures, hoarding them away like dragons guarding their golden hoards, fiercely protecting what they believe belongs to them alone, not knowing that there is no true ownership, everything comes and goes, everything eventually fades away, nothing lasts forever...

But then again, who am I to say such things, being just a humble messenger, merely serving as a conduit for these divine messages sent down from above by unseen hands, perhaps guided by invisible strings pulling us towards our ultimate destination - a place where we can finally find solace and serenity, surrounded by loved ones, basking in the warm glow of eternal sunshine, bathed in the soft whispers of comforting words echoing throughout eternity, singing praises to the heavens, giving thanks for all the blessings bestowed upon us...

Hahaha well, maybe if you ever find yourself traveling through the land of demons, you can try to look for this mysterious figure shrouded in a hood and cloak, who seems to be always covered head to toe in sand, yet exudes unbelievable amounts of pheromones... perhaps it might be prince Jahi himself, struggling to keep his curse at bay :D