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Showing posts with label snuff. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Human Subjects







Like other research institutions, the Cracker County Institute of Agriculture and Technology has a protocol for those situations where human subjects are involved.  However, one of the things that attracted Dr Betsy Mountwell to the Institute was that its Human Subjects Program had a protocol that largely was concerned with the safe disposal of human remains.  Betsy's research required many of her laboratory assistants to make the ultimate sacrifice for science, and at her previous university the questions she faced about the number of her assistants' disappearances were beginning to become uncomfortable.  Therefore, her recruitment by the CCIAT was as timely as it was welcome.

As has been noted, Betsy strongly believes in involving herself personally in her research.  While the project illustrated here was progressing rapidly to term, the progress was a bit more rapid than Betsy had planned, and she was anxious to discover if she could truly bear the final result of this experiment.  She did not want to introduce any variables, such as an X-ray, into this protocol, so an autopsy on an unadulterated version of the experiment was somewhat urgently needed.

While not quite willing, Betsy's assistant was quite ready and able to provide the means to answer the professor's critical question.  And though it was not the most efficient way to prepare the human subject for her autopsy, she knew her benefactors from the Cracker County Clan would find it quite entertaining!

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Rough No More--and a Story!

At last!  I finished this pic of Jessica, the dynamite slut, and I wrote a story.  I put it in my pages section.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Progress on Works In Progress

At last I've made some artistic progress and submitted some deviations over at dA (http://raoulster.deviantart.com). However, the below little before-and-after pic shows kinda what I'm up against.


That is, since I started using Photoshop to color my sketches, my original sketches are getting...well, sketchier. Nonetheless, I find it impossible to start a picture on the computer, so I'm still sketching them to start. It's just that I keep in mind all the corrections I can make in PS while I'm sketching, so I'm detailing less and less.

Right now, I'm trying to work on multiple pics to see if that can boost my work rate. I think when I focus on one pic I can get frustrated, and I have to get away, but each pic has different things to overcome, so switching problems could also be refreshing...in a way. With that in mind, I am now working on the dynamite slut picture below along with a couple of others.

First, a scene from the library. Patty Van Dyke is being disciplined by her supervisor, the head librarian, Ms Barbara Connell. Patty has committed multiple dress-code violations (no bra, no panties), and I suspect they're just a ploy to get Ms Connell's attention. Despite the fact that Patty has already had her sweater and skirt ruined by her bitchy boss' scissors, and that they will soon go to work on her long blond tresses, there is a lot for Patty to enjoy in these encounters. First, Ms Connell, for some reason, believes that appropriate attire for administering discipline involves stockings, garter belt, and high heels--and nothing else! Then, her punishment horse has an appendage that, as it is raised into the naughty librarian, promises Patty more than just penetration with an electrical connection that suggests something pulsating, vibrating, and shocking! When Patty coyly asks Ms Connell if the insertion of the probe suggests that the two of them are engaged, she is infuriated to the point of deciding that Patty needs twice the number of forced orgasms she had originally intended.

Next is a scene from the animal husbandry laboratory of Dr Betsy Mountwell. While Patty Van Dyke does work in the lab part time as a research assistant, she is fortunate in that Betsy feels an overwhelming, if unexpressed, desire for the busty librarian. Betsy's other research assistants aren't quite as lucky.



Betsy has some unique ideas about animal husbandry, to say the least, and that, combined with her preference to become personally involved in every research project she administers, mean that some very bizarre things happen in her lab. Both Betsy and her assistant are nearly full-term with her current project, but Betsy needs some vital information and only an autopsy on her unfortunate assistant can provide the conniving bitch the answers about what is growing inside her. While who or what fathered these two pregnancies Betsy will keep a closely guarded secret (but it was definitely not artificial insemination), the dramatic hanging that she is about to execute will be recorded, and connoisseurs of such entertainment will help Betsy continue to fund her lab.

In fact, Betsy's recent experience in the noose gave her the insight that her assistant would linger quite some time before expiring, giving the maniacal professor that much more valuable material.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

While You're Waiting...

While you're waiting for me to come up with some new material (I'm working on it--honest!), here's a few older things I didn't even consider for dA.