Art post time! This time, a moment from a character's past in one of my PMD D&D games. They were previously human as it turns out! With a team they loved and want to see again. And many thanks to @soggybuizel.bsky.social for being the lovely DM~ #VIvaceart

Sup dudes, this artist kicks it radical style. They have done some crazy good work for me. Super easy to talk to as well. (And they draw all of my silly and very highly kinky ideas.)

Wanted to try rigging/animating a vore scene, it's a little on the basic side but I think it turned out pretty well all things considered. The kobolds always seemed a little *too* eager to volunteer themselves when their beloved dragon needed a snack. Not that she minded much. (CW: #Vore )

Boy, they made a big mess, huh? Well... one made the mess. The other one IS the mess~ Commission for @spyke.sheath.church and @soggybuizel.bsky.social

Poor Bui just can't catch a break, can he?~ Commission for @spyke.sheath.church and @soggybuizel.bsky.social

A gift and a meal~ 🤤

[NSFW][M] Touring Yoshi is looking for his next pit stop.

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Happy Pride Month 2025 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ Be gay do crow stuff #pridemonth #pridecrows

This is Batch 18 for @eternazrael.bsky.social @kasaifoxy.bsky.social @vi-in-the-sky.bsky.social @soggybuizel.bsky.social @expysudema.bsky.social @ashtomato.bsky.social With that I've reached 100+ doodles! Anyone still waiting won't have to wait for long!

Good morning Jommy nation. It is Jommy and Bingle time Artist is @appie4.bsky.social ft @soggybuizel.bsky.social (🔞)

Fun fact too. Greninja wasn't the only 'mon I had in mind for my first sona/character, and among the other choices was an Eelektross~ ...So to get to the point, I decided to celebrate 10 years with a new Pokemon sona, a fun eel~ Also, his insides and markings on his body are bioluminescent :3c

Sniff sniff Commission for @kaydenquinn.bsky.social

Non-canon bad ending. Buried.

Canon Ending. A moment by the fire.

Like the stories are just too long on Bluesky, Soggy Godfucking adventures Part 2

On the twenty-eighth of December, I solo God.

On the twenty-seventh day of December, I'm starting to think that maybe Junk and my trainer are starting to be a bit too rough with me.

On the twenty-sixth of December, our trainer finally decided he could use some on screen time (that or he got paid really well to act out this exact scenario with us.) It isn't very often that he joins us behinds the camera.

On Christmas Day (December twenty-fifth), we have a nice mixture of everything that happened throughout the rest of the month. ...This is the end.. Right?

On the Eve of Dogsmas (December 24th), Junk decided that my hesitation in kissing him the day before should result in some proper kiss training.

On the twenty-third day of December, you're probably wondering how I got myself in this situation. A giant, musky, dog spunk filled firetype condom force precariously over my, thankfully, fire resistant body. Junk holding a claw down and pressing it into the condom.

𝕆𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕖! 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕪, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕒 𝕕𝕒𝕞𝕟 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕛𝕠𝕓 𝕠𝕗 𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕗𝕗! 𝕆𝕗 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖, 𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕞𝕖- 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤. ℍ𝕒𝕙!

𝕆𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣. ℍ𝕖'𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖.

Ranmar noooo, what would we do without them? Who's going to narrate the combat dialogue!?

𝕆𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣, 𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕊𝕠𝕘𝕘𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕤. 𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕪𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕒 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞. ℍ𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜, 𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨. 𝕄𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕘, 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕀 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤!

On the nineteenth of December, Junk properly broke me. See that slight smile? The way everything other than my swaying tails has gone completely limp? My chubby bottom lifted up by my legs which refuse to move? Yeah. This is the pose you get when you've fully broken the mind of a Buizel.

On the eighteenth day of December, our trainer got a special request from one of his clients.... Notice how Junk is drooling all over me? Don't worry, it's not because he's hungry this time. He is actively teasing me with water because I'm so fucking dehydrated in this thing.

On the seventeenth of December, Junk decided it was another oral fixation day. Now I've displayed my ability to suck cock before, the real issue here is that Junk is literally using every muscle in his body to fuck the ever living mess out of my throat.

Hey fellas on Bluesky! For those of you here that have been actively following the Soggy/Junk December art, there is currently a raffle going on over on the dreaded X to get some art of your character with Soggy or Junk for Free! x.com/SoggyBuizel/... Head over here if you wanna grab a slot!

On the sixteenth of December, my break was finally over. Junk made sure not to take a bath with me on my day off, and let me tell you, it 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄𝘀. I was not ready for the hell that was this hound deciding to make today ass worship day.

O-on the... fifteenth of... December.. I..-................ .... I woke up with his body carefully wrapped around mine. Our trainer took one photo of us, gave me a scratch on the head, and went to go make snacks and coco.

Junk had me chained up pretty good on the chair we used to cuddle on when we were first meeting and exploring kinks that we both liked. Eventually he unchained me and started using it more like a leash, using his hindpaws to direct me perfectly in between those heavy, stinking balls of his...

On the thirteenth day of December, my little body just couldn't handle any more knot fucking from behind. After that last good nut where he locked hips with me, Junk went and basically completely forgot about me for hours! What was he doing all that time while I was attached to his knot?

An unexpected outcome 🔥💦

On the twelfth day of December, Junk had been knot fucking me into exhaustion for hours. So long as he doesn't do that thing where he slowly pulls it out and pushes it back in over and over, I think I'll probably manage to make it thro-HhHHHHHhhHHgGWHK!

On the twelfth day of December, Junk continues his outdoor adventure. He missed our little house we share outside that our trainer likes to take pictures of us in. As you can see, he missed it a LOT.

On the tenth day of December, Junk decided to take a stroll around the Junkyard and play on his favorite toys our trainer set up. Now you'll remember that it is December and colder than a Delibird's nutsac outside. Queue Junk deciding I could use a quick injection of sizzling hot firedog spunk.

On the ninth day of December, after a few hours of aftercare, Junk got tired of all the regular closeness. Grinding turned to dry humping and licks to soft bites. Finally the brute was welcoming me back the way he wanted- by stuffing his fat stinking balls on my sniffer.

𝕆𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕔𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣, 𝕀 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕥. ℍ𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕦𝕥, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕨𝕠𝕜𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕗𝕥. 𝕆𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕠, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕒 (𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕤).

My favorite artist who specializes in vore stuffs liked the Junk and Soggy vore art. So I'm pretty peaked right now. Obv I didn't draw it, but it means they liked my characters, so I'm kinda bonkers brained on that at the moment. Won't say the artist's name because I'd actually die if they saw.

On the seventh day of December- Junk has decided to be a little bit silly and do one of his favorite tricks for our trainer- gulping me down to my head and showing me off. Yes, his dog breath is 𝙖𝙬𝙛𝙪𝙡, but he won't actually do it. Huh.. What did trainer say..? Swal-

On the sixth day of December, I finally got a chance to relax after my hardcore houndour workout. Now it is snack time apparently, my meal of (Junk's) choice is musky dog butt, and as you can see from my clenched teeth grimace- it is an.. acquired taste. Junk has found one too!

On the fifth day of December, Junk decided to put that anal training from yesterday to good use! Now- I could think of several different places to fuck me that would be more.. I dunno, enriching? But sure, let's have intense sex against this trashcan. Dogs... Oh hey, a lil rat!

On the fourth day of December, Junk decided it was time for some anal training! Our trainer tied me up and let Junk get to work for more perfectly timed photos of us! That face of mine might even make the Christmas card! Meanwhile Junk is perfectly composed- good boy!

On the third day of December I finally have good news! I could feel Junk getting tired and only halfheartedly trying to knot my muzzle, so I guess I can finally rela- 𝙋𝙡𝙤𝙊𝙍𝙋𝙥𝙋!!! HHHRRMMmmPH!! hHhMMpH!!! MM-mMmPHh! HhHHCk- c-cchhck... Hh...Mmmlph...hhlpm....Oowhmlp......

On the second day of December, Junk showcases how good trying to fit your knot around a Buizel's jaw feels. Don't worry, no way he gets it in. Why am 𝐼 cumming? No, he didn't 69 me. I'm an expert of sucking greedy guy cock. Dog stink and imagination are enough. ✅Horny comments

On the first day of December, Junk decided to warm me up by mating pressing me against the ground like a big oaf! He put his big dog paw on my snout and told me to get to worshiping. Hard task when he's rutting my backside, drooling and panting his stupid dog breath all over me.

Alright everybody, lock in. It's going to be a cold one this year. Lucky for you guys, I've got some sweaty, 𝐡𝐨𝐭, Houndour on Buizel pics to keep you guys warm all December long. Starting with something relatively tame as an introduction. All art this month by SilverKor!