"That's right, put 'em up. Thought you could just sneak in here, eh? Well, think again."
Tenfingers wanted to twirl around upon hearing the voice, but she reconsidered. The best way to avoid earning a crossbow quarrel in the back was to not make any sudden movements. "It's me!" she pleaded, hoping that would suffice.
Jalah's eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light in the back room of her store. And then she realized that she was pointing a deadly weapon at her best friend. "Gods and demons, Tenfingers! Haven't I taught you how to knock? I was about ready to-" Jalah shuddered and put down the weapon like it was scalding her.
Tenfingers remained facing the door. "Well, I was in a hurry, and I didn't want to make a whole lot of noise, and I didn't feel like bothering you. Instead just, you know, hang out in the back here a while until some stuff blew over. And then leave. But since you found me out right away I suppose the lock must have been warded."
"Right. Yet you haven't explained why you've been avoiding me the last few days."
"Yeah," Tenfingers sighed guiltily, lowering her head towards the door, "there's a good reason for that. Well, reasons."
"I bet I can guess both of them!" said Jalah mischievously. She closed the distance between them and cupped Tenfingers' heavy breasts from behind her back. Her hands sank into their softness as she squeezed them together and hefted them upwards towards her fiend's chin. There was a muffled clinking of loot tucked away in her cleavage.
"Eep! Do you mind? Those are actually quite sore. My knees used them as punching bags on my way over to visit."
Jalah relented, but retained her smirking expression. "So tell me what inspired this visit. It doesn't have to do with the jingling I heard going on between your boobs and an angry horde of merchants breaking down my door to get whatever was making it back, does it?"
The red hadn't left her face yet, but Tenfingers was relieved to get a chance to tell her story sans groping. She pulled up a chair and sank into it.
personally I think this is a great idea though it may get abit tiring looking through all of those posts daily and all, hope it doesnt interfere with your drawing too much.
actually were i live,there's some f-h-cup girls,which sadly i stalk lol. there are girls these size naturally,if you look real hard in the world,you can befreind with the beauties ;3. also great story and pic WOOT ;p.
When will you sequel milk and cookies? we all want to see these things how big their breasts are, how their life is, how big their breasts are, how their friendship is, and how big their breasts are.
i do hope a seual or at least new pages of milk and cookies come up soon.....i hope,we all do ;3.also a great story so far wth ten finger series...it's amasing.....
I just read your entire archive from the beginning to end. Your writing has only gotten better over time and I've noticed that your 3d effects and depth are getting much better.
You should seriously consider dropping some of these short story ideas over on the overflowingbra. Your writing is quite a bit better then most, and I love the detail and forethought you put into your plots. (Especially on In Search of Support.)
Maybe you should try running a real on-going webcomic? I noticed with your Milk & Cookies, In search of Support, and Ten fingers the quality only went up over time as you got more used to drawing the characters.
Just a thought, the consistent high-quality of your work is actually better then most webcomics I've read... (I've read hundreds)
Note, I'm baised in that I love BE. The sexual side barely interests me, and wg is annoying distracting from the over all impact. You provided that in mass both literal and figuratively. Thus I'm a very happy camper at the moment.
Satudo: Sadly, there's no way to please everyone... As much as I love the BE, the weight gain and the sexual content were just as much fun for me. I would be sad to see them go, for my part. However, I fully agree that Woot's abilities have improved as time has progressed, and each of the stories so far have been better and better. I second your vote for a regular feature of some kind, with Woot's unique touch of fun and sexy. ^_^
Sorry, the holidays combined with some unrelated stuff have gotten me out of my groove.
Pauses like this are one of the reasons I'm hesitant to embark on creating a webcomic. Even if I had a webcomic, I think the content would be much tamer than what's in the story + illustration amalgamations I do now, and thus, bound to disappoint at least on the fetish level.
I think the pure story angle interests me more. Right now my illustrations and captions are interdependent. It'd be a fun challenge to write something not propped up by a pretty picture.
Well woot, you do a damn good job with the story/picture combo, why not just write a story, post it, and then make a picture later when/if you feel like it? Hell, i just like seeing the minds of other people. It makes the world wide web seem more... wide. Enough funny talk, just keep up whatever you wanna keep up. :D
Everyone has days/weeks like that. There is one solution I know of for that particular problem it's been used by many web comic creators over the years. Most I dare say, heck a lot of famous writers too.
Have a buffer, a couple weeks worth, or a months worth of work, or an arc, that's already completed. That way if you become ill, disinterested, writers block, family trouble ect. Then the story still continues on giving you time to do what has to be done.
The only difference between what you do now and a webcomic is consistency of updates and an ongoing plot. A buffer will fix the inconsistency, as for a plot? Your obviously skilled enough to handle that.
No sense giving up on your current powerful formula of a single detailed image and lots of text either. Who ever said that webcomics had to be in slideshow format anyway?
As for taming it down? Why would you ever want to do that? Isn't that the Fun part? If you can't find at least one b.e/large breasted/cute/sexy image worth drawing in an entire page of text I think I might have misjudged ya woot. Heh... Well I'd like to say that anyway.
Honestly though man, as long as the stories good I'd still read it. Ever read Kevin and Kell? One of the best webcomics I've ever read, has absolutely nothing to do with my personal fetish. It's like a more serious family guy in furry. On the other side of the coin there is el goonish shiv, mad science ftw. He obviously doesn't share my tastes however, that fellows more into transgender. The squirrel girl is cute however, I especially like the image where she pounces ted earlier on. Cutest thing I've ever seen. No choice but to send it to a friend of mine who thinks pouncing people is the proper way to say hello in chat.
Selainie: I was just posting a review of sorts. It's the least I could do after reading his entire archive in one night. I don't mind either wg or the sex(note if woot has shown any of that I don't remember it. The cat girls in leather have been the closest I think and those were just cute.), I just don't get the same turn on so to speak. It's just filler/fluff to me. I much prefer an outside power causing unsuspecting women to suddenly burst there bras and having there shirts strained to the absolute max just short of shredding... Why I'm not sure. I think I might just like women with large breasts in shirts tight enough to make twanging noises? *shrug* *points at the above image for Excellent Example*
God Ten fingers is so cute when she's embarrassed... Totally different and much more innocent personality but for some reason she reminds me of Revy from black lagoon... Only theres nothing similar except breast size...
*shakes it off*
In any case, Cute/Sexy/Innocent/Large Breasts. Even the wg he does has an innocent/cute/sexy quality to it.
All Hail the Woot! King of Blush, Master of Curse, of He Who Milks the Maidens!
Take care of yourself, Woot ... while I miss seeing more of your work, you have to feel inspired to make it happen. And to do that, you need to be well. :)
personally,keeping any comic up weekly is a difficult task todo,not to mention you need to be experienced at panel by panel like in real comics.i tried for awhile,and it's intense work to acomplish without further experience.keeping a scedual of your work is the only practical problem,but if you do eventually do this style....it pay's off big time ^0^.and hopefully more admirers...but you already got us without it already ;p...
Heck so would I, no point if your not having fun. But there is a certain point where fun can subsidize living expenses and I think woot might have the skills to pull it off.
Also, Darkly. Panel by panel isn't the only way to do comics. One shot/revolution webcomics are actually fairly common.
Tenfingers wanted to twirl around upon hearing the voice, but she reconsidered. The best way to avoid earning a crossbow quarrel in the back was to not make any sudden movements. "It's me!" she pleaded, hoping that would suffice.
Jalah's eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light in the back room of her store. And then she realized that she was pointing a deadly weapon at her best friend. "Gods and demons, Tenfingers! Haven't I taught you how to knock? I was about ready to-" Jalah shuddered and put down the weapon like it was scalding her.
Tenfingers remained facing the door. "Well, I was in a hurry, and I didn't want to make a whole lot of noise, and I didn't feel like bothering you. Instead just, you know, hang out in the back here a while until some stuff blew over. And then leave. But since you found me out right away I suppose the lock must have been warded."
"Right. Yet you haven't explained why you've been avoiding me the last few days."
"Yeah," Tenfingers sighed guiltily, lowering her head towards the door, "there's a good reason for that. Well, reasons."
"I bet I can guess both of them!" said Jalah mischievously. She closed the distance between them and cupped Tenfingers' heavy breasts from behind her back. Her hands sank into their softness as she squeezed them together and hefted them upwards towards her fiend's chin. There was a muffled clinking of loot tucked away in her cleavage.
"Eep! Do you mind? Those are actually quite sore. My knees used them as punching bags on my way over to visit."
Jalah relented, but retained her smirking expression. "So tell me what inspired this visit. It doesn't have to do with the jingling I heard going on between your boobs and an angry horde of merchants breaking down my door to get whatever was making it back, does it?"
The red hadn't left her face yet, but Tenfingers was relieved to get a chance to tell her story sans groping. She pulled up a chair and sank into it.