Pursuing for the best serum to stimulate muscular growth, Dr. Victor Vulpis used any kind of substance he could find. How could he ended with an arachnid venom is everybody's guest. He seemed intrigued with the image of taurfolk and the masculinity they are often associated with. The old doctor wasn't out of shape by any means, in fact he looked pretty fit in his 40s.

After he injected himself with his own serum, his life changed since that night.

Now, he called himself Dr. Vulpinid. He would spread a fake advert to lure unsuspecting fur to come his lab, catch them, wrap them with his slimy webbing, and turning them into a stud that would put athlete into shame.

Marvel-like villain, I know So cliche yet intriguing. Plus, I'm in the middle of an artblock, so I think I need to do something to exercise my brain.