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      "description": "Whew ! Another Kinktober pic down~ I know I'm going through these quicker than my usual commissions, but that was intentional on my end. I want to have all of these pics down before the 31st, and I'm going to be out of town extensively towards the end of the month ^^;\n\nIts a lot easier to shade a fully mummified form than just about anything else haha, despite the weird perspective. Having a character as fabulous as Inque to draw also helped speed up the process (see my other drawings of inque in the forced makeover set).\n\n7+ Alts on patreon, including Aphrodisiac, branded, full mummification, latex mummification, tit torture, piercings, and excessive wrappings along with several dialogue alts\nhttps://patreon.com/bigtiddyfoxgf\n\nStory by \"homedog\":https://www.furaffinity.net/user/homedog\n\n[section=(Kinktober) The Pharaoh's Tomb]\nBrushing aside her shoulder-length brown hair, the gazelle's red eyes gazed across the sun-swept dunes with a lidded, bored expression, her ears twitching to the roar of the engine and the churning of sand beneath the jeep's wheels. \"A-and as you can see here, this large dune formation is the last landmark before we reach the fated tomb, discovered only just a few days ago-\" Inque held up a gloved hand to the eager tour-guide driving the jeep, her bored gaze flicking towards the big eared rabbit, shortstacked and all. \"I know all about Wewpawet's lost tomb, darling. Just don't crash us into any dunes.\" She had to raise her usually calm, deep voice over the loud engine, to which the tour guide sheepishly nodded and drove them for a few more long, wind-whistling minutes. Before long, they arrived at a sandy plateau at the outskirts of the sand-hidden tomb, Inque already stepping out of the passenger seat upon their arrival. The rabbit perked up, clumsily lurching out of the jeep and onto the warm sand, scurrying around to the taller gazelle. \"We've arrived! Now, I made sure to pack extra provisions just in case...\" The eager rabbit spoke, only to glance up to Inque simply snatching a backpack from over her head, and crouching down to glare into the preppy tour guide's eyes. \"Your services are no longer necessary, and you can expect payment when I'm all done with my expedition.\" Inque spoke with a commanding tone, straightening up and making her way towards one of the openings in the tomb. The rabbit began to hop in chase with a confused whine. \"B-but Miss, you're not qualified to go in there on your own! Please, I won't even charge extra, you should really consi-Ummf!\" The rabbit was met with a face-full of Inque's boot, a firm shove back against that short snout sending the tour-guide tumbling back. The gazelle let out a haughty, mocking scoff, before turning back towards the tomb and descending the sands into one of the visible, cracked openings in the structure, leaving the discouraged tour-guide to pick up her belongings and hesitantly drive back to camp. \"I can't have any runts or extras trying to steal my glory, after all. How hard can a little tomb raiding be...a chance like this only comes once in a lifetime after all.\"\n\nHer boots stamped into the dusty, dark sandstone hallway, narrowing her eyes as she tried to peer deeper into the lightless expanse. Raising her phone, the gazelle flicked on its light, making her way down the hallway and through an intersection, and then another, twisting and turning without a moment's hesitation. Her red eyes flickered, stopping in the opening of a golden framed doorway. Inque stroked a hand along the reflective surface, before stepping inside, met with the sight of countless sarcohphagi, open and closed, and what appeared to be droves and columns filled with bandages. The horned woman noticed one of the sarcophagi was open and empty, but paid it no heed, stepping along past it as she set her phone down on the main dressing table, placing her hand on her hip as she lifted one of the bandage rolls. \"Hmmm....the texture's nice...and what's a trip without a little inspiration to take home...\" Inque smirked, turning the roll in her hand. \"Could definitely finance a five-star kink boutique with the valuables in this tomb, mummy-styled perhaps? Much better than this drivel.\" The gazelle set the roll back down, turning towards the exit before her snout nudged into something firm and furred. \"Nghh...! What the hell-\" She began, only to blink and take a step back as her gaze tilted upwards, met with the looming, glowing eyed stare of a towering jackal, partially wrapped in bandages, loincloth tattered at the crotch. Inque processed the sudden appearance for a moment, before shaking her head and composing herself, pressing a hand to the jackal's firm, chiseled chest. \"Hmmm...you know if you were looking for a job that didn't include wasting away in some archaic tomb, I could find plenty of work for you back at my bo-GG-GLlnKK?!\" The gazelle's haughty musing was interrupted by a large, black-furred hand seizing her neck in a squeezing grip, the towering jackal, having been silent and judging since Inque noticed him, finally spoke with a rumbling, echoing voice. \"You insult my King's sacred resting place with words of sacrilege and ignorance.\" The jackal spoke, his girp tight around the gasping, squirming gazelle's neck, her hands clawing and smacking at his forearm. \"G-G..LLHH...NNKK! W-WaiNngk...L-leh GOU, A-ah...w-warninhhngg y-yuh!\" Inque wheezed out as her cheeks began to turn a shade of red and purple, gasping again as the jackal began to rip and yank off her desert jacket, trousers, boots and all, rendering her bare and quivering within mere moments. \"Judgement upon you will be swift, intruder...and you will learn true respect during your sentence.\" He declared, raising the gazelle up and pressing her down onto the dressing table in the center of the room. The jackal then produced a pair of hefty bandage rolls in his free hand, as well as a dozen more behind him floating into the air thanks to an invisible force. Inque's wide, straining red eyes gawked, flicking from those piercing yellow eyes, to the endless supply of bandages around them, shaking her head frantically. \"G-GHN...W-waiHG, l-let's talk abou-HnnGH..!\" The jackal clenched his grip, snarling down over Inque. \"You'll learn to hold your tongue, wench....though, I imagine my King will not object to a servant with such fetching qualities...\" Those glowing yellow eyes lidded, as he descended those threatening bandages upon the gasping, squirming gazelle.\n\nThe straining, creaking sound of taut linen filled the torchlit air of the embalming chamber, a pair of hooves smacking down against the edge of the table making a constant ruckus. A pair of scarlet eyes darted all about, the owner currently rocking on her bandage-wrapped backside as another roll wound beneath her thighs and between her breasts, her tits squeezed out through their holes in the mummifying layers of linen. \"H-HHRRMmm, N-NNMMMM! H-HMMYY!\" Inque's snout and lips were harshly muzzled over, bandages wound several times over her snout and head as her protesting wails were effectively muffled. Her horns and ears were not spared by the linen wrappings, arms folded and tightly encased beneath her back, her tail whipping along her ankles before more bandages ensnared it tightly to her conjoined, thrashing legs. More and more, the winding bandages encased her further in too-taut linen, sweat building on her brow as each second she felt the bandages tighten and tug more and more, restricting her jerking arms and legs until she could no longer budge more than an inch! The jackal servant remained aside the table, preparing something as he placed a hand on her squirming, mummified hip. \"Your pleas carry no weight any longer, worm....but my King will be quite pleased to spend an eternity with such a beautiful companion.\" His voice rumbled with a sadistic glimmer to it, as Inque spotted the massive, pure gold buttplug awaiting in his bandage-adorned hand. Immediately, the gazelle's mummified face flushed a deep, panicked crimson, shaking frantically out of not just fear, but anxious arousal at the prospect of such a massive toy being forced into her arse. \"W-WMMMN, N-NMmm, N-NNMMGG! HLLNND HMN!!\" Inque squealed and buckled a mere inch to the side, the bandages continuing to slip and wrap beneath and around and all about her, as the jackal rolled the mummified gazelle onto her side. Inque would feel the plug, slick with some sort of viscous fluid, squish up against her pucker. Her red eyes crossed and rolled upwards, convulsing heavily as it nudged and parted her tight ring further apart, knocking at her backdoor as the jackal applied more pressure. \"N-NNMM-GGNMM-NNNM-MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~!!!\" Inque screamed into the linen muzzle, melting in a pathetic, over-stimulated stupor as her guilty weakness was filled to the brim with sheer, obscene gold. As the jackal pressed a thumb against the cap of the buttplug, Inque's cheeks spread and curved out around its obscene size, the canine's hand squeezing at her right asscheek as a bandage roll looped around to tightly cover it with yet another line of linen, more working to completely mummify the stuffed gazelle. \"Hmmm....it seems not all intruders are so fearful for eternity in the King's service. You'll make a worthy attendant yet, worm.\" The jackal laid Inque back onto her now completely mummified, plugged ass, as he pulled out a gilded, wooden box. Inque's snorting, groveling moans and pants filled the air, trying to collect her senses as every struggling shift nudged and tilted the golden buttplug against her insides, constantly sending unbearable, undeniable pangs of pleasure throughout her body. Though her flushed face paled as she recognized the kit in the jackal's hands, as he began to thread and work a needle, carrying a line of strong thread, through the tightly wrapped bandages, beginning to stitch and seal her mummification entirely! \"W-WMMN, NN-NNNMM-MMMMMGGGMMMMMMMMMM~!!\" Inque began to squeal in protest, only to feel the buttplug begin to vibrate and violently spasm inside of her tailhole, causing her scarlet eyes to scatter in a stimulated haze, squirming with tight linen-creaking. Another roll carried and wrapped a heap of linen over her eyes and brow, completely mummifying her head, horns and ears now as not a centimeter of the gazelle was left unwrapped. 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      "description": "Whew ! Another Kinktober pic down~ I know I'm going through these quicker than my usual commissions, but that was intentional on my end. I want to have all of these pics down before the 31st, and I'm going to be out of town extensively towards the end of the month ^^;\n\nIts a lot easier to shade a fully mummified form than just about anything else haha, despite the weird perspective. Having a character as fabulous as Inque to draw also helped speed up the process (see my other drawings of inque in the forced makeover set).\n\n7+ Alts on patreon, including Aphrodisiac, branded, full mummification, latex mummification, tit torture, piercings, and excessive wrappings along with several dialogue alts\nhttps://patreon.com/bigtiddyfoxgf\n\nStory by \"homedog\":https://www.furaffinity.net/user/homedog\n\n[section=(Kinktober) The Pharaoh's Tomb]\nBrushing aside her shoulder-length brown hair, the gazelle's red eyes gazed across the sun-swept dunes with a lidded, bored expression, her ears twitching to the roar of the engine and the churning of sand beneath the jeep's wheels. \"A-and as you can see here, this large dune formation is the last landmark before we reach the fated tomb, discovered only just a few days ago-\" Inque held up a gloved hand to the eager tour-guide driving the jeep, her bored gaze flicking towards the big eared rabbit, shortstacked and all. \"I know all about Wewpawet's lost tomb, darling. Just don't crash us into any dunes.\" She had to raise her usually calm, deep voice over the loud engine, to which the tour guide sheepishly nodded and drove them for a few more long, wind-whistling minutes. Before long, they arrived at a sandy plateau at the outskirts of the sand-hidden tomb, Inque already stepping out of the passenger seat upon their arrival. The rabbit perked up, clumsily lurching out of the jeep and onto the warm sand, scurrying around to the taller gazelle. \"We've arrived! Now, I made sure to pack extra provisions just in case...\" The eager rabbit spoke, only to glance up to Inque simply snatching a backpack from over her head, and crouching down to glare into the preppy tour guide's eyes. \"Your services are no longer necessary, and you can expect payment when I'm all done with my expedition.\" Inque spoke with a commanding tone, straightening up and making her way towards one of the openings in the tomb. The rabbit began to hop in chase with a confused whine. \"B-but Miss, you're not qualified to go in there on your own! Please, I won't even charge extra, you should really consi-Ummf!\" The rabbit was met with a face-full of Inque's boot, a firm shove back against that short snout sending the tour-guide tumbling back. The gazelle let out a haughty, mocking scoff, before turning back towards the tomb and descending the sands into one of the visible, cracked openings in the structure, leaving the discouraged tour-guide to pick up her belongings and hesitantly drive back to camp. \"I can't have any runts or extras trying to steal my glory, after all. How hard can a little tomb raiding be...a chance like this only comes once in a lifetime after all.\"\n\nHer boots stamped into the dusty, dark sandstone hallway, narrowing her eyes as she tried to peer deeper into the lightless expanse. Raising her phone, the gazelle flicked on its light, making her way down the hallway and through an intersection, and then another, twisting and turning without a moment's hesitation. Her red eyes flickered, stopping in the opening of a golden framed doorway. Inque stroked a hand along the reflective surface, before stepping inside, met with the sight of countless sarcohphagi, open and closed, and what appeared to be droves and columns filled with bandages. The horned woman noticed one of the sarcophagi was open and empty, but paid it no heed, stepping along past it as she set her phone down on the main dressing table, placing her hand on her hip as she lifted one of the bandage rolls. \"Hmmm....the texture's nice...and what's a trip without a little inspiration to take home...\" Inque smirked, turning the roll in her hand. \"Could definitely finance a five-star kink boutique with the valuables in this tomb, mummy-styled perhaps? Much better than this drivel.\" The gazelle set the roll back down, turning towards the exit before her snout nudged into something firm and furred. \"Nghh...! What the hell-\" She began, only to blink and take a step back as her gaze tilted upwards, met with the looming, glowing eyed stare of a towering jackal, partially wrapped in bandages, loincloth tattered at the crotch. Inque processed the sudden appearance for a moment, before shaking her head and composing herself, pressing a hand to the jackal's firm, chiseled chest. \"Hmmm...you know if you were looking for a job that didn't include wasting away in some archaic tomb, I could find plenty of work for you back at my bo-GG-GLlnKK?!\" The gazelle's haughty musing was interrupted by a large, black-furred hand seizing her neck in a squeezing grip, the towering jackal, having been silent and judging since Inque noticed him, finally spoke with a rumbling, echoing voice. \"You insult my King's sacred resting place with words of sacrilege and ignorance.\" The jackal spoke, his girp tight around the gasping, squirming gazelle's neck, her hands clawing and smacking at his forearm. \"G-G..LLHH...NNKK! W-WaiNngk...L-leh GOU, A-ah...w-warninhhngg y-yuh!\" Inque wheezed out as her cheeks began to turn a shade of red and purple, gasping again as the jackal began to rip and yank off her desert jacket, trousers, boots and all, rendering her bare and quivering within mere moments. \"Judgement upon you will be swift, intruder...and you will learn true respect during your sentence.\" He declared, raising the gazelle up and pressing her down onto the dressing table in the center of the room. The jackal then produced a pair of hefty bandage rolls in his free hand, as well as a dozen more behind him floating into the air thanks to an invisible force. Inque's wide, straining red eyes gawked, flicking from those piercing yellow eyes, to the endless supply of bandages around them, shaking her head frantically. \"G-GHN...W-waiHG, l-let's talk abou-HnnGH..!\" The jackal clenched his grip, snarling down over Inque. \"You'll learn to hold your tongue, wench....though, I imagine my King will not object to a servant with such fetching qualities...\" Those glowing yellow eyes lidded, as he descended those threatening bandages upon the gasping, squirming gazelle.\n\nThe straining, creaking sound of taut linen filled the torchlit air of the embalming chamber, a pair of hooves smacking down against the edge of the table making a constant ruckus. A pair of scarlet eyes darted all about, the owner currently rocking on her bandage-wrapped backside as another roll wound beneath her thighs and between her breasts, her tits squeezed out through their holes in the mummifying layers of linen. \"H-HHRRMmm, N-NNMMMM! H-HMMYY!\" Inque's snout and lips were harshly muzzled over, bandages wound several times over her snout and head as her protesting wails were effectively muffled. Her horns and ears were not spared by the linen wrappings, arms folded and tightly encased beneath her back, her tail whipping along her ankles before more bandages ensnared it tightly to her conjoined, thrashing legs. More and more, the winding bandages encased her further in too-taut linen, sweat building on her brow as each second she felt the bandages tighten and tug more and more, restricting her jerking arms and legs until she could no longer budge more than an inch! The jackal servant remained aside the table, preparing something as he placed a hand on her squirming, mummified hip. \"Your pleas carry no weight any longer, worm....but my King will be quite pleased to spend an eternity with such a beautiful companion.\" His voice rumbled with a sadistic glimmer to it, as Inque spotted the massive, pure gold buttplug awaiting in his bandage-adorned hand. Immediately, the gazelle's mummified face flushed a deep, panicked crimson, shaking frantically out of not just fear, but anxious arousal at the prospect of such a massive toy being forced into her arse. \"W-WMMMN, N-NMmm, N-NNMMGG! HLLNND HMN!!\" Inque squealed and buckled a mere inch to the side, the bandages continuing to slip and wrap beneath and around and all about her, as the jackal rolled the mummified gazelle onto her side. Inque would feel the plug, slick with some sort of viscous fluid, squish up against her pucker. Her red eyes crossed and rolled upwards, convulsing heavily as it nudged and parted her tight ring further apart, knocking at her backdoor as the jackal applied more pressure. \"N-NNMM-GGNMM-NNNM-MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~!!!\" Inque screamed into the linen muzzle, melting in a pathetic, over-stimulated stupor as her guilty weakness was filled to the brim with sheer, obscene gold. As the jackal pressed a thumb against the cap of the buttplug, Inque's cheeks spread and curved out around its obscene size, the canine's hand squeezing at her right asscheek as a bandage roll looped around to tightly cover it with yet another line of linen, more working to completely mummify the stuffed gazelle. \"Hmmm....it seems not all intruders are so fearful for eternity in the King's service. You'll make a worthy attendant yet, worm.\" The jackal laid Inque back onto her now completely mummified, plugged ass, as he pulled out a gilded, wooden box. Inque's snorting, groveling moans and pants filled the air, trying to collect her senses as every struggling shift nudged and tilted the golden buttplug against her insides, constantly sending unbearable, undeniable pangs of pleasure throughout her body. Though her flushed face paled as she recognized the kit in the jackal's hands, as he began to thread and work a needle, carrying a line of strong thread, through the tightly wrapped bandages, beginning to stitch and seal her mummification entirely! \"W-WMMN, NN-NNNMM-MMMMMGGGMMMMMMMMMM~!!\" Inque began to squeal in protest, only to feel the buttplug begin to vibrate and violently spasm inside of her tailhole, causing her scarlet eyes to scatter in a stimulated haze, squirming with tight linen-creaking. Another roll carried and wrapped a heap of linen over her eyes and brow, completely mummifying her head, horns and ears now as not a centimeter of the gazelle was left unwrapped. Her weary, perilous and overstimulated moans filled the dressing chamber as the jackal servant stitched and worked, and once he was done, would surely doom Inque to an eternity of mummified, pleasure-drowned stupor...at least, that's what the vixen lingering just outside the embalming room though to herself. Simone peered with curious eyes around the edge of the doorway, sizing up the muscular, towering jackal in tattered bandages, and the once-haughty, snobby gazelle now reduced to a mummified, buzzed and bandage enslaved attendant. \"I would feel sorry for her...\" Simone leaned away from the doorway, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow before deftly slipping away into the sprawling dark hallways. \"...But those tattoos were a bitch to get rid of. Serves that bitch right~...now then. Where was I...\" [/section]"
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