Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles! Tentacles!
The moment the donation came in, I declared I'd do a commission for it, and the first thing I asked VulgarJiggleTits was what pose they liked best.
"What's your favorite pose? Tentacle stuff has so many positions, so…"
"I can design the tentacle forms however I want, right? Honestly, if I only use the Primitive base type, I'm worried I'll get banned."
"Got it. I'll push it as far as I can without getting the stream banned."
One way or another, I was going to avenge last time's humiliation.
Damn platform.
The heart and soul I poured into that drawing, and they banned me over one little egg I sketched for half a second.
Unforgivable.
This time, I was going to walk the tightrope so hard it would make the mods suffer.
I grabbed the mic and delivered my declaration of war to the administrators in a voice of absolute gravity.
"Catch me if you can."
Watching the chat explode, I covered my mouth with a front paw and laughed.
"Aaah, don't worry. If I make it hot enough that even the mods get turned on, they probably won't be able to ban me."
Speaking with full confidence, I started picking out which tentacles to use in my head.
First up: the Primitive base type.
A form familiar even to people who know nothing about tentacle content — usually responsible for restraining the body. Some manga have them handle penetration too, but the true flower of tentacle art is restraint itself, so using Primitive-form tentacles was non-negotiable.
Next, I needed tentacles for penetration — or suction…
"Suction is a guaranteed one-hundred-percent ban, so skip that. Now I just need to pick the insertion tentacles."
What to go with?
Anything even slightly resembling the thing that pumps protein into a baby factory would get me banned for sure, so unfortunately I'd have to draw something a little more grotesque.
And finally, the composition…
"L-Let me gooo… M-My body feels so tight…"
"Wait — what are you trying to do? Why are you bringing that hideous thing so close…?"
"N-Nooooo!!! Don't shove that disgusting thing at me!!! It won't fiiiit!!!"
"God!!! Oh Gooood!!! Please help m— mph…?! …???!!!"
Ahhh… just imagining it was enough to make me wet. What a magnificent scene.
A composition so good even someone who hated tentacles would get turned on.
And that composition was this:
A fox priestess bound in a turtle-shell shibari by Primitive tentacles, her mind completely snapping at the sight of a massive, thick tentacle looming before her.
Soft enough for tentacle enthusiasts, not hardcore at all for people who'd never touched the genre — the perfect composition.
With the idea locked in, I immediately started sketching the rough.
The viewers pointing out my frequent mistakes — caused by hands that were basically front paws — sent a chill down my spine, but I brushed it off lightly and kept going.
"I'm fine. I promised the mods a fight to the death, so taking a break would actually make me lose my mind. And I just got 170,000 won — how am I supposed to rest? I'd stream with my skull cracked open."
On a construction site, working yourself to the bone for a full day got you maybe 100,000 to 110,000 won. If you knew your way around the equipment a little, maybe 140,000 to 170,000 — but the difficulty of that grind was on a completely different level.
One hundred seventy thousand won earned by wrecking your body and eating stress all day, versus 170,000 won earned by sitting still, doodling, and chatting with people.
The difficulty of making money wasn't even comparable.
So at the very least, I had to keep streaming until the drawing was done.
I started fleshing out the rough while picturing the Fox God's form in my mind, and before long the sketch held a fox priestess thoroughly infused with pure horny energy, restrained by tentacles.
"So? How's the rough looking? I put some real effort into it — it is a 170,000-won commission, after all."
I asked for confirmation in a voice brimming with confidence, and VulgarJiggleTits couldn't hold back their admiration as they happily approved.
"Glad you like it. Alright, moving on to the color rough."
Cheered by the client's enthusiastic approval, I started laying down color at high speed.
Top always white, bottom always a long red skirt.
I'd planned to go with blonde hair and red eyes for the head and eye colors, but something about it felt like I was the one getting done dirty, so I settled on brown hair and brown eyes instead.
And for the all-important tentacle color…
"Shut up and make them pink. Pink tentacles have fundamentals."
I went with the safest pink. I'd originally considered a deep brown, but the long brown hair made the tentacle shapes fail to stand out properly, which killed a huge chunk of the horny factor — so I just unified everything in pink.
"Honestly, pink flesh under dark brown isn't half bad either. Kind of a shame."
After finishing the color rough, I started inking the tentacle lines and voiced my deep regret, which sent the chat into another frenzy.
So goddamn vulgar, holy shit.
At this point even a lust demon would go, "Ah… this is a bit much…" and bolt.
I marveled at the chat's unwavering filth while simultaneously warning them in a slightly serious voice.
"You keep talking like that and if you so much as cross one wrong line, you know what happens, right? Not just a ban — you could get a lawsuit served on you?"
The moment I said something that wasn't complete garbage out of my trash mouth, the chat froze solid. Sensing the suddenly icy atmosphere, I immediately smiled like a fox and pivoted.
"…In other rooms, of course! I've already fucking given up, you bastards. Just be as vulgar as you want in my room!"
Fortunately the mood stabilized quickly and the stream returned to normal.
…I want to do a wholesome stream too, goddammit.
What the hell was past me thinking when I locked in this concept?
If I could go back, I'd just draw cute moe art and get headpats. I really would.
I sighed so hard the ground nearly caved in and kept drawing, and thanks to my fast work speed I roughly finished the piece in under four hours.
"VulgarJiggleTits? It's done for now, but for tentacle art it's still missing a lot, right?"
"'Fine' instead of 'satisfied' means you're not actually satisfied. Honestly, even I think this drawing is still missing about ten percent. And that missing ten percent is…"
As I spoke, I added slime to the fox priestess's clothes, erased the grotesque tentacles, and dropped a massive shadow over her face —
VulgarJiggleTits donated 100,000 won!
"Completely satisfied. I could ascend to nirvana right now."
The client was so pleased they threw in another 100,000 won as a tip.
And the instant the voice donation ended —
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I got my second suspension from the mods.
Goddammit.
A messy room plastered with talismans.
A woman who looked like an exorcist gazed at the tentacle pic she'd received, a blissful smile on her face.
"…This is a genuine masterpiece. This'll keep me going for days."
After spending a long, damp stretch of time with a happy expression, she tossed her phone onto the bed to rein in her urges and began the greatest dilemma of her life.
"She's a youkai, so I have to catch her. But if I catch her and beat her up, the insanely hot nsfw art stops coming."
After a long stretch of deliberation, she snapped her fingers as if a brilliant idea had just struck her.
"Perfect. Kidnapping and confinement it is."