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MirokuCows PetPlay Adventure

Her actual name was Vonda, but she decided she liked the name Miroku when her current BF had nicknamed her that. It had all started when Colin had discovered that she got really turned on when he started calling her breasts udders and otherwise referred to her as his horny-heifer. That and the fact that she really enjoyed having her breasts played with had lead him to start calling her the name, which he told her was the Japanese translation of Milk. Plus they both agreed that the name sounded a lot like “miracle” – and Colin claimed that this was exactly what she was, the miracle that gave his life meaning - when he talked like that she couldn’t help but feeling exactly the same way about him.

Miroku had been married up until a couple years ago; she didn’t like to think about how bad a mistake that had been. She’d married her high-school sweetheart straight out of high-school, it hadn’t taken him long before he’d started using her as a scapegoat for all of his frustrations at his own failures. At first she’d hoped he’d grow out of it, but things had gotten steadily worse until she couldn’t take it any more and left him.

She’d been living with her parents for a couple years afterwards while trying to figure out what to do with her life next. Eventually she decided to save up some of her earnings while she was living at home again and go to school part-time. It was at the local college that she’d met Colin and they’d started chatting about one of the classes they shared. When he asked her to come to his place for dinner for the first time, her first instinct was to say no, but then she’d changed her mind and agreed. Colin was a few years older than her, but she decided that maybe eight years didn’t really matter that much, especially considering how considerate he was towards her.

She really enjoyed talking to him, he was imaginative and patient and sometimes silly. She could sense hints of pain and shyness as well, but she didn’t mind considering her own past. After dinner was over they sat drinking wine and talking until the wee hours. When she realized how late it had gotten she got up to leave, but she was so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open long enough to find the door. Colin took her hand, telling her he couldn’t let her drive in that condition, and led her up to his bedroom. She was nervous about him trying to pull something funny on their first date, but all he’d done was help her fish things out of her pockets, gently removed her shoes, and tucked her into bed – fully clothed. She’d barely noticed when he crawled in with her and snuggled up to her – she’d fallen asleep almost immediately. She woken up several hours later in a bit of a panic, but then she realized she was still fully clothed and so was he, and being held felt so nice, and she could hear the soft buzz of his snoring behind her, so she quickly relaxed and fell asleep again. She barely knew him, but somehow she felt warm, cozy, and safe in his arms.

He’d made her breakfast in the morning and offered her some clean towels if she felt like a shower before heading out. She decided to accept even though she didn’t have anything to wear other than what she’d worn the night before, but at least the shower was refreshing. When he yelled at her that breakfast was ready, she laughed at herself and realized she’d been daydreaming about him while the hot water had sprayed her.

After that they’d been a regular item. It took him almost two weeks to ask her to PURPOSELY stay the night, she’d laughed at the silly grin he gave her and agreed. She’d gotten so used to guys trying to make moves on her right away after they found out she’d been married that is patience felt like a welcome change, but eventually she started worrying that maybe he really wasn’t interested in her that way. So she’d been very pleasantly surprised when he did ask her to stay with him. She’d dithered nervously about what to wear, and what else to pack to wear. In the end she packed three complete outfits just to be safe – it was Friday night after all, she might end up staying the whole weekend if everything went well. She definitely hoped it would.

She no sooner had gotten in the door to his place when he’d started the seduction. He leaned in to kiss her, and then undid the top button of her blouse, kissing her throat once before leading her to the dining room for dinner. Those two kisses together had started her pulse racing like an indy car. Over the course of dinner and it’s aftermath he’d done it again and again, getting close to kiss her, then undoing another button, following that with a kiss to the tender flesh he’d just bared. By the time he undid the last button and removed the blouse entirely, she’d become molten putty. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom and made love to her slowly. He pushed her to the edge of orgasm over and over, but each time she’d gotten nervous and quelled herself before she lost control. It was then that he’d said it, he’d been whispering endearments to her all through the process of seduction, and somehow he’d called her breasts “lovely udders” and she’d lost it, falling into an orgasm instantly that had caught her entirely by surprise. He held her and kissed her until she recovered a bit, then continued their love-making until they were both exhausted, but happy, wrapped tightly in each others arms as they slept.

Over the course of the weekend – she did indeed end up staying the whole thing – that they discovered her intense response to his using certain words for her while they made love. The talked about it a bit while they were conscious, but she had no explanation for why she responded to those words so strongly, they decided it didn’t matter, as long as the fact that she did respond to them made loving more intense. By the end of the weekend he was calling her Miroku, and she found she liked it.

Her first night back home after that wonderful weekend she barely slept at all. When they met at school in the morning he asked her to move in and she agreed. They made plans to collect her things from her parent’s that night. Neither seemed to be able to sit still till their last classes were finished. She took him in to meet her parents and explained what was going on. Both of her parents looked at him shrewdly, but in the end he won them both over, and everyone pitched in to help her pack. Her father managed to corner Colin and give him the fatherly “If you hurt my daughter” speech, and Colin told him that he’d never harm her, and if somehow he ever did, he’d come take his beating like a man. Her father had simply nodded after that and shook his hand before they got back to work moving boxes. When the last box had been packed and there was barely room enough for them in their vehicles they took off, heading for Colin’s house. They only barely got one load of stuff moved into the house that night, once they got the first load in, they’d jumped each other and ended up making love on the floor barely inside his door. They’d ended up playing hooky the next day in order to finish moving her in.

They continued their excursions into learning the little quirks that drove her sexual responses, and eventually that gave Colin an idea. He cleared out one of the side rooms and locked himself in while he worked. It had taken a couple days of listening to him banging around before he seemed satisfied, but he refused to tell her what he was up to - in fact he kept the door to that room locked so she couldn’t get in at all.

That evening he came home with a gift for her, when she opened it, it turned out to be a “Latex Pet Play Costume – Dairy Cow” – she was a bit startled about that, but laughed. Colin told her that since she really seemed to like the idea of being a cow, he wanted to have her pretend to be one for a few days, just to see how it went. She happily agreed.

He made her a hot bubble bath and then gently washed her himself, seemingly enjoying inspecting her every little curve. The care and devotion he showed her utterly melted her, she’d do anything for him. Eventually he pulled her out of the bath and opened a bottle of baby oil – he told her it was to make getting her into the latex easier, and she simply let him pamper her as he gently rubbed it into every inch of her skin. Then it was time for her to slip into the latex, and he helped her stretch the tight rubber over her body, finally lacing her in and sealing the back up. Once he had that finished, Colin played with her little cow-tail while she giggled at the feeling of it wiggling at the base of her spine. Next came the whiskered lip-piece, and the head-piece with the cow ears and tiny horns. He attached that to the straps from the neck of the suit. He spent several minuets after that combing out her hair and coiling it, using some chopsticks to hold it in place in the two buns at the back of her head. She said it was an odd hairstyle for a cow, but he told her it was perfect for his little Miroku. Once that was done, he took up the bell collar and closed it around her neck. The click as it locked was like an electric charge for both of them, and they kissed for some time after that, with Colin’s hands moving over her latex-covered skin to enjoy the feel of her in it. She discovered that the feel of his hands on her body through the latex was very intensely erotic. He stopped that after a bit, then took out a needle and pulled the latex out from around her nipples and pocked holes through it. She asked him what he was doing, but he only told her to wait and she’d figure it out.

She was very surprised though with what happened next. Colin picked up a leash and attached it to her collar, then led her through the house to the room he’d locked her out of. Once inside she looked around, seeing some things she didn’t entirely understand, though the rest of the room had been done up to look sort of like a barn. He told her that since she was now his lovely milk-cow, she needed a milk-shed, so this was it. He walked her around the room and stopped her in front of something that looked like a cross between a medieval torture device and a cow-stock. When he gently pressed her down to her knees on a pillow in front of it, she knelt, knowing she could trust him, even if she had no idea yet exactly what was going on. He lifted her wrists and then rested them in grooves in the front of a bar that was now just about neck level, pushing her body forwards until she was resting her upper chest against it. He told her that a milk cow needs to have a milk stall, and this was hers, then he closed the back of the stock down across the back of her neck, trapping her neck and wrists before flipping the hasps that prevented her from escaping.

With her trapped in her new milk stall, Colin stepped around the front and revealed something that had been covered by cloth. It looked like a small air-compressor with a hose running to the top of a small glass bottle, two more tubes came off of that too – her eyes bugged out – a pair of glass teat-cups? “You really aren’t going to?” she said. His sole response was “yes I am. What good is having a milk cow if you aren’t going to milk her?” She was aghast. She wasn’t sure if she should tell him to stop, or try to escape, but she decided to just see what happened. Colin turned the little compressor on, then picked up the glass teat-cups and tested their suction, when he felt satisfied he held one to one of her nipples, then the second to the other. The suction, even through the latex, was intense. It was pain and ecstasy all rolled into one and she orgasmed twice in rapid succession. “I take it you approve” he said as he leaned in and kissed her, and all she could do is look up into his eyes in total adoration and say “moo.”

Her Master laughed. He told her that he’d done some research, and discovered that human cows can be trained to produce milk with frequent applications of intense suction to their udders, but that it might take several weeks of this before she produced her first milk. She nodded at him, imagining that with a look of joy on her face. Colin slipped one hand up between her thighs, she couldn’t have done anything about that if she’d wanted to, and then she felt his gentle fingers rubbing their way to her clit, easing her into another intense orgasm. After several minuets of this intense sensation-play, she was utterly exhausted, so Colin shut down the milker and removed her from the stocks, picking her up and carrying her to his bed, where he slowly teased her to the edge of another orgasm before making love to her and getting his own pleasure from her quivering body.

A few nights later Colin bundled her up and drove her to a body-piercing shop, where he had her septum pierced and a small ring fitted in. He told her that this would allow him to place a leash on her and lead her around like a real cow. She was nervous about the piercing at first, but when Colin explained why he wanted the piercing she agreed to it with a grin of happiness. It took a few days to heal, but after that she enjoyed being lead around the house by her Bull-Master as he began to train her to be his beautiful love-cow.

In the weeks that followed, Miroku-Cow became increasingly joyful at her new life. Her Bull-Master Colin put her into her milking stall three times each day; once in the morning first thing, once in the evening after he got home from work, and once more before bedtime. She thought that the pleasure of being milked was intense, but it became even more so after a few weeks when she actually began to produce milk. At first they simply enjoyed fresh milk with each meal together, but as her production increased Colin began experimenting with creating other diary products from her milk. The milking sessions became the lead-in for intense love-making sessions as well. Miroku-Cow took great pleasure in giving herself so totally to her Bull-Master.

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DAZ studio: Aiko3 - and a variety of bits and pieces I crafted using the Create Primitive tool in DAZ. I really need to learn how to use another tool to create my own items though. I'd love to hear about the tools others have learned how to use, especially if they wouldn't mind playing tutor. :)
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jarvik2009 Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2014
love the picture and the story
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2014
Thanks. I had to build the milking machine from raw components, that was entertaining. :)
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tndvrs57 Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
nice story  I use DAZ3D myself

see the pic story in my gallery
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2013
Thank you, and your story was very amusing. :)
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daddysir Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2013  Student General Artist
Geez! It's like two chicks and a cup! It was the just video (which makes this piece looks tame) it's the reactions. The reactions to such a piece are just stunning. I've never encountered so many judges, juries, and self appointed executioners.

This was done 4 years ago. How did the battle with the Hays Code end?
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2013
You just discovered nearly all of the people I had to block. This was just the ending though, because the battle started at the journal of another artist I used to watch over a tongue-in-cheek comment I made in reference to her journal blasting huge-boobed furry chicks. That artist both egged them on to their attacks on me, and begged me to not stop watching her gallery - I always tried to give her favorable comments for things I liked - I did stop though, I just don't take perfidy well. Some of the fools said things in her journal that I know should have gotten them perma-banned "you should just kill yourself..." sort of comments that I know NORMALLY the DAdmins don't tolerate. In this case though when I brought it up to the admins they told me that if I didn't like it to block the perps. My respect for the admins went to ZERO at that point. One of their friends even wrote a story about how HIS furry character murders MY furry character. If you go back to their galleries, you will see that now they are all around 22, boys, and have little if anything in their own galleries to show - basically what we've both agreed are sure signs of people who know nothing of what they talk when it comes to women or art. By contrast if you check the positive comments, you'll see they were left by adult women and men.

Actually I'm not sure I understand some of your references. "just video" ?
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daddysir Featured By Owner Apr 17, 2013  Student General Artist
It's just a video*. Two chicks and a cup. Well you should Google it but good luck on actually finding it now. It's been removed from every sight that I know. After everyone watched the video people would record the reactions of friends and family to "Two Chicks and a Cup" and post that. Basically, it involves two girls eating something looks like shit rather than chocolate ice cream from a cup. Most likely fake but one wonders!

It's the same with Miroku Cow. The image is provocative but people reactions! They did everything but accuse you of being the anti-Christ. Apparently they have no fantasies or just don't like anyone else seeing something besides the obvious. I have them. My fantasies are very provocative but I already know that people will assume "OHO So this is how you think, this is what you want! Prepare to be judged by Miss Grundy!"

That is not to my purpose. I am by temperament a flirt and gentleman. I can be kissed by a girl and know it's a simple treasure and not a declaration of her intent mate with me. I want my gallery to be PG-13 to R but never X. That doesn't mean I don't have thoughts of doing it swinging from the chandeliers. But I do admit to a love of old fashion pinups and the sexy styles from the 40's and 50's. Erotic rather than total sex bomb.

Try looking up "Kami Tora" He is not only one of my favorites artists, an influence but is one of the nicest artists you will ever correspond with.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2013
Oh yeah, flirt and gentleman. I wish I could get that first one down. Unfortunately so far I've proven to suck at it badly, and not in the nice sort of way. :)
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2013
Like I said to somebody else recently, most often when people are feeling hatred towards others it's because they are seeing reflections of their own inner-demons in them. It's one of the reasons why I always try to be careful when I'm upset with somebody else. Is my hatred legitimately pointed at the person who deserves it? Or am I reflecting something I hate about myself onto them? Or am I just being pissy because nobody is as perfect as I'd like them to be? Even though I am sometimes aware of what I am or might be doing I am not always, and I don't always have control even when I am aware. But it's a problem I can and do work on.

I am not even sure though that the tirade was even directed at that picture/story, it really was just an excuse to keep the assault and battery that started on the other artist's journal when I refused to be spurred on there anymore and stopped responding to their taunts.

The piece that really tempts my retaliation instinct though is this one: [link] There is no attempt to disguise the fact that this guy thinks it's cool to murder ME, and several of the guys who were attacking me lauded him for it. Note: I just posted a notice to the dev's about it, but I'm expecting that they won't do anything, and maybe I'll be lucky that they don't decide to ban me for complaining. :P

I'm wondering if I found the right guy, Google pointed me towards some very pervy hardcore stuff. I'm not normally into stuff that's really hardcore despite what some think about some of my art. ;)
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daddysir Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2013  Student General Artist
*wasn't just the video
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ThaDM Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2011
Wow, defiantly my favorite out of your pet play stories. Can't say much more than keep them coming, great job.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2011
Thanks, a few more ideas in the works, though the writing is coming slower than the base ideas. :)
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ThaDM Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2011
That's understandable, a picture might be worth a thousand words but a good story is worth a thousand pictures. So good stories will take longer then good pictures. Still can't wait for your next release. =)
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2011
:D You don't know how much that comment is appreciated. :D
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ThaDM Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2011
=)
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JARM13 Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow , nice picture . Really enjoyable story .
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2010
Thanks. I had to craft most of the milking-machine out of random bits and basic shapes. But I did a little Google-investigation to find a model I could copy first - so it's essentially a mock-up of a commercially-available model. :)
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JohnnyPuppy Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2010   Photographer
looks awesome
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2010
:)
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Leoniari Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2009   Photographer
that's a great use for her :P
I see You are quite into these pet suit stories, keep it up :P
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2009
Thank you.

Well I put together new ideas every so often. I am kind of sporadic on what inspires me. A few new ideas in the works though.
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Leoniari Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2009   Photographer
new ideas! yay! :glomp:
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QuintonCharles Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
I really don't understand the reason why people comment bad things about your work, is it the sexual content? or the fact that they think it's sexual inprisiment labour?
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2009
I suspect that the young boys who were acting up on this one were just trying to show off how cool they are by trying to antagonize me. They admitted that they were about 18yo boys and I really can't take seriously their comments about my being a misogynist when the adult women I know IRL would never believe that of me. I've had several tell me that they find the concept of being used as someone's helpless sex-toy very erotic. IRL I belong to a thriving BDSM community where at least half of the women would agree to that premise. Many women find the idea of being dominated by their lover intensely erotic. Playing to those fantasies doesn't make either partner a lesser being in my view. I don't consider submissiveness to be a weakness. I could rant on but I should probably stop there. :)
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BigAreolas Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2008
i love your work
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2008
Thanks, it's the REAL people like you who really matter to me, not 18yo boys who think they know more about what women find distasteful. :)
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Sensit Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2008
You're a misogynistic wanker.
Fuck off.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2008
Thank you for reminding me to contact the Help Desk again. You've been very helpful. Have a nice day. :)
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Darth-Synge Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2008
Disgusting.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2008
I could say the same about the gore splattered all over your home page from your little comic. Thanks for adding to my comments, and to my list of names in my blocks. :)
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
Thanks. :D
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
:)
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MindOfGenius Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Hmmm...
Uhh.....
I, uh.....
Ummm....

...this...well, I can't pass TOO much judgement on this, since I'm not into anything "kinky" (yes, I use that term VERY loosely). Maybe it's just me but...her expression is almost one of...dumbstruck? Like, wiped her mind? Or...is that supposed to be the look of esctasy (hope i spelled that right ^^;) ?

...I personally don't think you have any sort of "evil fettishes" from this; I think it as a piece of art. Although...why does the stock that she's in look like black wood while the beams look like black MARBLE? Did I miss something in the story? Another random suggestion: Give the pump a bit of splash: like its name on it, or perhaps even a warning label (WARNING: Do not place in water, etc.) on the side?

So, from an artist's view...this could be improved upon. SLIGHTLY; not the entire thing, just little details. Thanks.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
Thanks for the comment. I actually do have evil fetishes, but would I harm anyone with them? NEVER! But this was just a silly piece of "art" and I can link to REAL pictures of a woman being milked here at DA, she's one of the commenters. And yeah you are fight about the "splash" - there were little things I could have done to improve it a bit. I crafted the milker myself mostly from primitives, which are basic texture-less shapes. I'm still trying to learn how to create real textures, which requires me to learn another tool like PSP8 that I'm not very good with yet. I'm not sure about the posts. They also were primitives that I added the same base-texture as is on the stocks too, but there might have have been something in the deeper surfaces I missed. Again, thanks for the interesting comment. :)
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MindOfGenius Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
interesting comment? so....being between "OMFG WOW I LOVS IT! XD" and "GO BURN IN HELL!!" is interesting? why, you used to only those kind of comments? ;-P

I kids with ya; no hate from me dude (its okay, i call everyone dude ^^;) Work (or figure out HOW to work ^^;) on getting textures better, and you'll do just fine. Also, was it just me, or was their something weird with the lighting? because from the sheen of the costume, the light would be placed facing almost DIRECTLY at one of the windows. Just asking. *shrugs*
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
No problem. Like I told the brats, constructive criticism is welcome. I used spots inside the room for lighting. "Indoor lights" - right? Otherwise I'd have had to face her towards the windows or there wouldn't be much to see in the dark. :)
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MindOfGenius Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
well, it LOOKS to be around 4pm or so, just starting to get dark, so it COULD be feasible to have lights on that early...

well (my personal opinion) why not have the light shine at her from (her) above left instead of mid right? Or....did I miss something again/ ^^; Light is VERY tricky to play with ^^;...
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
I think I've got several lights in that scene actually, but I don't remember for sure - I'd have to reload the scene to check where they are. The main trick is to put lights where they will show off the models best, which usually means somewhere frontal and one or two behind to provide some back-lighting. Sometimes if I'm trying not to drown out the other lights I'll put the one that's providing the main shadows to the rear of the subject - that way it won't affect the lights that are shining on them from the front. At least that's about what I know about lighting now - yeah, it's very tricky - and I haven't been working with it for very long. :)
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MindOfGenius Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
yeah; lighting is hard ^^;.... you just have to remember to make sure the scene works with your lights *aka no BRIGHT lights coming from an open window at night ^^;*
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 23, 2008
Yeah. I think I tend to go with my scenes too bright most of the time - despite dimming them all several times before my "final" render. :)
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Zagora-dAnguissette Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2008
I have to say... I've seen much more demeaning and degrading photos on here than a 3d rendered one. As many pictures as there are on here of naked female forms and other "fetish" type pictures.... And you pic one that obviously others admire to rant and rave at. Sad that you don't have something better to do with your time. I'm behind Wicked all the way on this- as a female and an artist. Its called artistic liscense and it means he can use his imagination to do/say/make whatever he wants. That you disagree is fine. That you act like a person with the maturity of an undeveloped amoeba bud is just stupid. I don't agree with everyone's art, but it is art and I can value it as such and can appreciate the story for just what it is- a story and art.
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WickedPrince Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2008
The pictures Betty Page took so many years ago were considered demeaning and degrading of women as well. Now-a-days a lot of her stuff would be considered merely spicy now that many women admit that they find them erotic. So who is to say what will change in a few years time? Though I have to admit that I've seen pics here that I considered so raunchy that I moved on. I've said before, that if I like a picture I comment and give my approval, if I don't like it, I move on, because non-constructive criticisms serve no good to anyone.
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ANNE-HIRO Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2008
Oh my god. There is *so little about this* that isn't horrifying.

I knew you were sick, Princeling, but this is really something else.


"Then it was time for her to slip into the latex, and he helped her stretch the tight rubber over her body, finally lacing her in and sealing the back up."

Jesus...

You really do treat women like meat, don't you?

Talking about breast size preference in a thread that *specifically describes the artist's dislike for that sort of carnal rotgut* is one thing.

But this is *dreadful*. I'm not saying you can't write. You're adept at producing this filth, that much is clear, though writing, 'Boyfriend' as, 'BF' is not, 'in-character narration', it's incompetent. Sorry.

Otherwise, this isn't *badly* written. This isn't a compliment, though. That you're *actually able to post this online with a straight face* is profoundly disturbing. And writing it? Did you write this with one hand on the keyboard at a time, or is that just a weird feeling I'm getting?

Do you actually feel *any shame at all* when you upload this *filth*? Really? None at all? Or do you get off on the fact that you're alienating and offending people, and proving just how little you're supposed to care what they think?


"He made her a hot bubble bath and then gently washed her himself, seemingly enjoying inspecting her every little curve. The care and devotion he showed her utterly melted her, she’d do anything for him. Eventually he pulled her out of the bath and opened a bottle of baby oil – he told her it was to make getting her into the latex easier, and she simply let him pamper her as he gently rubbed it into every inch of her skin."

You really ought to see a head doctor, man. This is disgusting.

This crap belongs on one of the *chan websites, not DA. DA is meant to be a site for artists.


This isn't art. It's *shock writing*, coupled with a shock image. It's patently offensive, and reflects *exactly* the sort of person you are. As for the girl's history? You gloss over it.

The one part where this hapless creature proves itself capable of independent thought and action, you act as though it's a footnote. She upped and left an abusive husband, only to shack up with this sicko who's *milking her*. What the hell is wrong with you?!


Playing with her little cow tail... Oh my god. Reading this is making me *nauseous*. I'm a hardened internet veteran, and this is actually beginning to upset me. Why did you make this? Why?


And don't give me the, 'Why are you reading it then?' line. It's wearing very thin, and people use it a *lot*.

I am reading this BECAUSE you're one of Amorrah's key watchers. As you fought with me in one of her threads, lost, and called her in to back you up like the spineless coward you are, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. I wanted to find out a bit more about *you*. I don't like what I see.

I was directed to this abomination by an associate of mine, incidentally. So I didn't seek it out of my own accord.

The fact that being sexually molested in a bathtub causes her to, 'melt' at the sight of such devotion' makes me gag. A profoundly misogynist undertone exists within this piece, and it is also evident in your other post. That you're sick, and stand for everything I stand against, is one thing.

I think the game you're using to make this is IMVU, but I'm not sure. I don't care what it is. It looks like a children's game. You're using a children's game to make *horrific* furry bondage bukkake porn.

There is. No. God.


You know, it's funny. It's hard for me to say this. Harder than you know. I like to think there's hope to humanity. I like to think there's good in all people.

But Prince. I honestly can't say you're a good person. There are good people in this world, there are mediochre ones who stand for nothing or occupy the middle ground, and then there are bad ones.

You're not a good person, Prince. I'm sorry. I don't say that very often. While I'm ideologically opposed to some people on this website, many of them *are* good people. They stand for what they believe is right. And we do battle like *honourable* intellectuals, with words alone.


And when we lose. We don't drag our other friends into it.

We certainly don't try to play mutual friends like puppets and game pieces, one way or the other.

But you do that. You're a manipulator. The Middleground don't manipulate to win. I guess that makes you a bad person, Wicked Prince. A person with a heart of darkness. A sneer on his face. A person who gets off on the suffering of others, and the feeling of power that comes with it. A smug, twisted individual with horrifying fetishes and a void where his moral compass should be. No conscience. No shame. And a strong, carefully-nurtured contempt for people who aren't like him. Not hatred. Not rage. Just contempt. Simmering, festering contempt. No strong emotion. Just arrogance, and contempt.



You're a monster, Princeling. A monster who treats women like sex objects, and people like pawns.



You try to play my loved ones against me. You get off to this filth. You write this despicable excuse for literature, and judging by that picture, you seem to get off on creating sexual abominations in your spare time. This is among the most confronting images I've seen on DA yet, and the story is every bit as revolting as the accompanying picture.


Anyone who would behave in such a fashion, and create such repellent, 'art', is evidently in need of psychiatric treatment. You're damaged goods, Prince. I'm sorry, but I actually believe you're *evil*. I base that statement not upon assumptions or personal feelings, but observation. Evil can sometimes be cured. Have you considered going down that path? Doctors are very good with this sort of thing.

No. Of course you haven't. After all;

"There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just an INDIVIDUAL. And they're all jealous, intolerant, ignorant or narrow-minded."


They aren't. We aren't narrow minded, or ignorant, or intolerant. And you aren't different. You're *wrong inside your mind*. It is *wrong* to get off to this sort of thing. Not different. *Wrong*.

Just as spelling, 'your' and 'you're' as, 'your' all the time is wrong. Just as 2+2=5 is wrong. There is no middle ground. This is elementary. Dead. Simple.

There is no, 'Tunnel Vision' in my corner. Your mind is damaged. You're a sick, twisted pervert. And you're too blind to see it. Everyone is sick but you.


You need *help*, Prince. And I can't give it to you. All I can offer you is pain. Pain for treating Amorrah like a pawn. Pain for being unable to accept your shame, your defeat, at my hands. Shame for your inability to acquiesce gracefully. You send a note to the lady artist, because you lose a fight in her thread.

You make her fight your battles for you. You make a kind woman fight a battle *against her friend* on your behalf.

What kind of man are you?

And one of your comments. The insufferable *smugness* of it. You made it when battling my associate.


"You'll never back me into a corner".

What a despicable little blackguard you are.


Like most sexual deviants, you're completely confident that your way is right. Deluded to the point that rebukes serve only to gratify you.

People can't back you into a corner, because you *refuse to see yourself being backed into a corner*. You simply *don't believe it*. You're always in power. Always in control.

Just like the protagonist from your story. He'd never be usurped. No one would ever burst into his bathroom, kick him off the animal-human hybrid, and reprimand him for being such a sick, sick man. Because he's in control. And you always have to be in control, or else the fantasy is broken. Isn't that right, Prince?

Which is why you wielded Amorrah like a blunt instrument. So you could feel you were in control. Does that control help you, Prince? Does it help you take stock of your miserable little life? I'll bet it does, sah.

I'll bet it does.

You knew you couldn't beat me. So like the scum you are, you called in a favour, and fielded someone you knew I'd never fight against. I'd never hurt Amorrah. I care for her too deeply. She's not your pawn. And I won't let you get away that easily. She's not your puppet. Not anymore.

You're deluded. If they tied you down on a bed and injected you with a muscle relaxant, you'd think, 'They're the crazy ones. This just proves me right.'

But you aren't right. You're the monster. You're the ignorant one. You're the crazy one. You're the skid marks on humanity's undergarments. You're the bottom of the barrel. You're the parasite. You're the ghost in the mirror. You're everything that you fear.

You're a depraved misogynist pig with a BDSM furry fetish and an internet connection. No more, no less.

You have no control. You have no dominance. You have no *real* writing or artistic talent. You have no honour. You're *nothing*.

And the really sad part is.

And you're not fooling anyone.

Not even yourself. Deep down, you know I'm right. And that must hurt like a boot *right in your stomach*.

And when you deny it. When you cry to Amorrah. When you block me, after replying to my post, so it looks as though you've won. You'll lie to yourself, and it'll all feel better. It makes no difference. It's over.

You're a disappointment, Prince. I hope we never meet again. For your sake as much as mine.






PS: In anticipation of your deletion of this comment, I am going to back it up on my hard disk, and turn it into a deviation. I can't let you run from this. I can't let you hide. I'm sorry. But I don't allow people to live in a fantasy world. It's not part of my program.

Adious, amigo. We won't be speaking again.
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Blade-M Featured By Owner Apr 26, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
People can't back you into a corner, because you *refuse to see yourself being backed into a corner*. You simply *don't believe it*. You're always in power. Always in control.
i knew a guy like this once, hated him all along and he went on to rape 3 friends of ours.
Not a surprise they are now only my friends not his.
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zeeke123 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2008
dood, your the one whose overreacting, its just a story with really good detail, and btw ~WickedPrince
your stories are still amazingly detailed, wish though I could write like that, but I can't seem to get past the 1st sentence. Also have you considered becoming a horror story writer, you know like R.L. Stien? I don't want to sound offensive so if you get mad over that just know i was suggesting it XD

Peace man, XD
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Sensit Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2008
IT's a fuckin' degrading sotry.
You want detail? *Evil-Stan
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Sensit Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2008
*Story
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