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KyleChimera of his characters Jordan, Drake, and Yamamaru. Yamamaru has just arrived to join Jordan in the sumo sauna, but is unaware that Drake has been wedged between them.
This pic is a sequel to this: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11142949/
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KyleChimera of his characters Jordan, Drake, and Yamamaru. Yamamaru has just arrived to join Jordan in the sumo sauna, but is unaware that Drake has been wedged between them. This pic is a sequel to this: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11142949/
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
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"... ..a. i. h.w we .i. .n t.e gr..th o. th..r privates."
The last word awoke Drake from his nap.
"Were you listening to me?"
"No," he said with a yawn.
The Dream Dragon frowned. "You are quite blunt."
"'s what I do," said the annoying firestarter.
"Anyway, on to business..."
"You're capable of sentient thought?"
"I was wondering-"
"No."
"If you could tell me-"
"Uh-uh."
"The secret of-"
"Nein."
"Your immortality."
Drake squinted silent scrutiny. "Are we finally getting to the real reason you're here?"
The gargantuan menace nodded sternly. "We are. I would like you to make a deal with you."
The immortal broke eye contact and closed his eyes and reclined. "... What're you offering?"
"Money," Jordan cooed.
"Don't want it from you."
"Fame!"
"I get by with what I have."
"Sex!"
"Ew."
"Power!"
At that point, the immortal looked at the Dream Dragon square in the eye.
"No."
At that, the Dream Dragon's expression turned blank. "Nothing will convince you, will it?"
"Nope!" the nymph said with a toothy grin spreading across his face.
"Hmm," the dragon hummed, and turned away. "There's one thing I haven't tried."
"Bring it on," the firestarter breathed out arrogantly.
In a few moments he'd wished he hadn't.
"Ah, Yamamaru my good friend! What brings you here?"
Drake didn't opened one eye a crack to see the newcomer, but Jordan's accursed bulk stopped him from seeing him.
"Just relaxin'," a low voice coolly bellowed.
"Would you like to sit down?"
"Sure."
At that, a large, orange mass made it's way around the dream dragon and sat on the beside Drake.
It was a large, fat fox (typical, really) wearing a read muwashi. He was actually a bit larger than Jordan himself, and while that was a little intimidating, he was at least giving him space.
And that's when Jordan showed an evil, AWFUL face he could only get away with when others weren't looking.
"Please, Yamamaru, there's no need to be shy."
And Jordan scooted closer to Yamamaru.
And took Drake with him.
Into Yamamaru's log-sized sweaty thigh.
Despite Drake being quite vocal in his protests, Yamamaru just sat and stared.
"Jordan."
"Mmmmyesss?" he hummed pleasantly.
"... There's a little guy sitting in between us."
"Indeed there is."
Drake's protests continued getting louder, madder and filled with inappropriate words, yet still they fell on def ears.
"... Shouldn't we give him some space?" the giant fox proposed during the time Drake was taking a breath for another wordy tirade.
"Ohoho, no!" said the Dream Dragon. "He doesn't show it, but he actually likes it quite a bit. He simply has an..." he looked at Drake with satisfaction. "... odd way of showing it."
"I DO NOT LIKE THIS!!!"
"Well, if you say so..." the fox said, and turned away.
And both stopped listening to the swearing child for an hour.
The last word awoke Drake from his nap.
"Were you listening to me?"
"No," he said with a yawn.
The Dream Dragon frowned. "You are quite blunt."
"'s what I do," said the annoying firestarter.
"Anyway, on to business..."
"You're capable of sentient thought?"
"I was wondering-"
"No."
"If you could tell me-"
"Uh-uh."
"The secret of-"
"Nein."
"Your immortality."
Drake squinted silent scrutiny. "Are we finally getting to the real reason you're here?"
The gargantuan menace nodded sternly. "We are. I would like you to make a deal with you."
The immortal broke eye contact and closed his eyes and reclined. "... What're you offering?"
"Money," Jordan cooed.
"Don't want it from you."
"Fame!"
"I get by with what I have."
"Sex!"
"Ew."
"Power!"
At that point, the immortal looked at the Dream Dragon square in the eye.
"No."
At that, the Dream Dragon's expression turned blank. "Nothing will convince you, will it?"
"Nope!" the nymph said with a toothy grin spreading across his face.
"Hmm," the dragon hummed, and turned away. "There's one thing I haven't tried."
"Bring it on," the firestarter breathed out arrogantly.
In a few moments he'd wished he hadn't.
"Ah, Yamamaru my good friend! What brings you here?"
Drake didn't opened one eye a crack to see the newcomer, but Jordan's accursed bulk stopped him from seeing him.
"Just relaxin'," a low voice coolly bellowed.
"Would you like to sit down?"
"Sure."
At that, a large, orange mass made it's way around the dream dragon and sat on the beside Drake.
It was a large, fat fox (typical, really) wearing a read muwashi. He was actually a bit larger than Jordan himself, and while that was a little intimidating, he was at least giving him space.
And that's when Jordan showed an evil, AWFUL face he could only get away with when others weren't looking.
"Please, Yamamaru, there's no need to be shy."
And Jordan scooted closer to Yamamaru.
And took Drake with him.
Into Yamamaru's log-sized sweaty thigh.
Despite Drake being quite vocal in his protests, Yamamaru just sat and stared.
"Jordan."
"Mmmmyesss?" he hummed pleasantly.
"... There's a little guy sitting in between us."
"Indeed there is."
Drake's protests continued getting louder, madder and filled with inappropriate words, yet still they fell on def ears.
"... Shouldn't we give him some space?" the giant fox proposed during the time Drake was taking a breath for another wordy tirade.
"Ohoho, no!" said the Dream Dragon. "He doesn't show it, but he actually likes it quite a bit. He simply has an..." he looked at Drake with satisfaction. "... odd way of showing it."
"I DO NOT LIKE THIS!!!"
"Well, if you say so..." the fox said, and turned away.
And both stopped listening to the swearing child for an hour.
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