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Remembering her cosplay hobby, Kreiser hopes that a token of his appreciation will be enough to get him into his teacher's good graces. Would that be too good to be true?
Original artwork by:
Kreiser_VII
Original story by:
CSBernard03
THE SUDDEN CLACK of a wedged heel slipper snapped like a gunshot in the empty gymnasium air and instantly got his attention. The wolf raised his head and watched as an enormous, nearly four-meter mouse, knelt in the gymnasium’s doorway. Once through the entrance she rose again. Her size and physique, framed by the dress, were enough to make his make heart flutter. He was not afraid. Quite the opposite, he was privy to this special ability of his martial arts instructor and was overjoyed by her alter ego.
The noise of the heels thundered like war clouds as she strolled up to him. Despite how he flinched at the loud clatter of the heels as they confidently strutted towards him, he smiled. Kreiser’s ears flipped backwards to shield him from the noise while his eyes drank in the sight before him. The extremely slender black dress swayed between her granite legs while the gold-plated belt held it firmly against her iron stomach. The wolf was mesmerized. The large, two-headed golden flail she brandished turned the shivers that coursed through his body into unrestrained tail wags. All at once, she knelt again and wrapped the chain around him and pinned his arms to his sides. The invincible links constricted but it did not pinch. He cackled goofily.
"So, a 'fan boy,' hm?” her deep voice vibrated through him. “Very well, if you're more interested in hand-to-hand lessons today,” Shàonǚ leaned closer and got her head almost level to his. He writhed in response to how close her muzzle was to his; ecstatic about how much bigger her muzzle was than his. “We will practice wrestling. I have a few grapples and holds that you're going to regret, little man."
Kreiser’s ears were fit to burst into flames they were so red. The giant mouse tilted her face forward. Her muzzle drifted closer and closer to his as he braced himself. Everything, from his ear tips to his toes, to the end of his tail, went rigid, overwhelmed by the mouse’s might and beauty. As their lips touched, he flinched. The mountainous mouse was gone.
Confused, Kreiser rolled about. Only the afternoon sun stared him in the eye. Kreiser rolled over in bed. After a few moments of contemplation, he realized he held a large plush cat doll in his arms, while his face rested against a stuffed husky. Memories came back to him through the fog and he suddenly squealed with delight. He grappled the stuffed cat tightly and kicked his feet giddily at his vivid imagination.
When he saw his computer, an electrified surge filled him to the brim. “Oh boy! Oh boy, oh boy!” he exclaimed as he leapt from his bed. He quickly rifled through the clutter on and around his desk as he feverishly searched for his stylus pen. He realized he been visited by a divine muse and he would hate himself if he let it go to waste before he could immortalize it.
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Kreiser_VIIOriginal story by:
CSBernard03Central Business DistrictCincinnati, OhioUnited States of AmericaSaturday, 11:32 UTC - 04:00, Daylight Saving TimeTHE SUDDEN CLACK of a wedged heel slipper snapped like a gunshot in the empty gymnasium air and instantly got his attention. The wolf raised his head and watched as an enormous, nearly four-meter mouse, knelt in the gymnasium’s doorway. Once through the entrance she rose again. Her size and physique, framed by the dress, were enough to make his make heart flutter. He was not afraid. Quite the opposite, he was privy to this special ability of his martial arts instructor and was overjoyed by her alter ego.
The noise of the heels thundered like war clouds as she strolled up to him. Despite how he flinched at the loud clatter of the heels as they confidently strutted towards him, he smiled. Kreiser’s ears flipped backwards to shield him from the noise while his eyes drank in the sight before him. The extremely slender black dress swayed between her granite legs while the gold-plated belt held it firmly against her iron stomach. The wolf was mesmerized. The large, two-headed golden flail she brandished turned the shivers that coursed through his body into unrestrained tail wags. All at once, she knelt again and wrapped the chain around him and pinned his arms to his sides. The invincible links constricted but it did not pinch. He cackled goofily.
"So, a 'fan boy,' hm?” her deep voice vibrated through him. “Very well, if you're more interested in hand-to-hand lessons today,” Shàonǚ leaned closer and got her head almost level to his. He writhed in response to how close her muzzle was to his; ecstatic about how much bigger her muzzle was than his. “We will practice wrestling. I have a few grapples and holds that you're going to regret, little man."
Kreiser’s ears were fit to burst into flames they were so red. The giant mouse tilted her face forward. Her muzzle drifted closer and closer to his as he braced himself. Everything, from his ear tips to his toes, to the end of his tail, went rigid, overwhelmed by the mouse’s might and beauty. As their lips touched, he flinched. The mountainous mouse was gone.
Confused, Kreiser rolled about. Only the afternoon sun stared him in the eye. Kreiser rolled over in bed. After a few moments of contemplation, he realized he held a large plush cat doll in his arms, while his face rested against a stuffed husky. Memories came back to him through the fog and he suddenly squealed with delight. He grappled the stuffed cat tightly and kicked his feet giddily at his vivid imagination.
When he saw his computer, an electrified surge filled him to the brim. “Oh boy! Oh boy, oh boy!” he exclaimed as he leapt from his bed. He quickly rifled through the clutter on and around his desk as he feverishly searched for his stylus pen. He realized he been visited by a divine muse and he would hate himself if he let it go to waste before he could immortalize it.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Mouse
Size 1429 x 2048px
File Size 255.9 kB
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Hahaha! I guess it would be too hard NOT to dream about a cool martial arts magic mouse lady that can turn into a beefy giant and dressed with style.
This was fun to watch and read. It's always so cool to see Shaonu cosplay as famous videogame characters. Everybody did a great job with the arts and story.
This was fun to watch and read. It's always so cool to see Shaonu cosplay as famous videogame characters. Everybody did a great job with the arts and story.
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