I'M A SCAT MAN
HUDDLE DUDDLE DEE DOON DAA DAA DOH!
DOON DAA DAA DOH!
Yes this was quite a good cartoon badger although I enjoyed your afghanistan game alot more.
You know at this point, it doesnt matter how quickly you slap these terrible things together, people will adore it, 5 it, and frontpage it anyway.
You've become like alot of authors here unfortunately become.
It is possible, to make a succesful series, make some money, and NOT sacrifice the quality of it for the sake of faster production.
But seeing as the last 3 episodes of the series have been that, well, have fun being a product lable, Mr.Jonathan Ian Mathers Jr.
"Bahhh!!" Coughing painfully, Bulbasaur reeled back, gargling slightly.
Helpless, Pikachu struggled, his legs kicking, toes spread and arms bound
tightly. Breath blowing deeply, Bulbasaur began to moan deeply in the back
of his throat. Growling, he lifted the struggling Pikachu over his head,
holding it firmly harshly, his body braced, legs spread and tense. Suddenly
howling, he smashed Pikachu down before him, crushing his furred chest into
the earth. Hard, he felt his body vibrate, hate, randiness and power
screaming in his head. Tense vines suddenly snapped back. Holding Pikachu,
he maneuvered, unmoving; Pulling Pikachu towards him, he maneuvered Pikachu
before him; the tip of Pikachu's tail just tickling his nose. Suddenly,
harshly, powerfully, he tightened, pulled and mounted, shoving Pikachu's
tail high over his head,. Hard, he thrust himself forward; Pikachu's eyes
flashed open in panic, and he screamed as he felt Bulbasaur push harshly
against him. Rubbing his hardened erection against Pikachu's silky fur, he
searched, then suddenly felt his hard, firm head find and caress the
straining muscles as he pushed the very tip of his head into the tiny,
clenched opening, feeling the spread of shivering muscles as he wiggled,
positioned, and eyes hard with lust, slowly and agonizingly penetrate, feeling the straining lips slip over every wrinkle of his hardened body as
he thrust, entering. Pikachu screamed as he felt himself spread; muscles
straining, he felt himself pushed open, as the hard, burning head worm it's
way inside him. Tightening his body in panic, he arched, thrusting back, his
hips bumping sharply against Bulbasaur's thighs and his legs scrabbling
desperately in the dirt. He screamed, eyes crushed closed, as he felt
Bulbasaur fill him; horror filled as the hard, raping head dove into his
body, shaft widening the further it slipped inside; sickening muscle
contractions seemed to draw the hard head further in. His stretched,
shuddering opening was at it's limit when the broad arch of Bulbasaur's hips
pressed themselves into Pikachu's yellow pelt.
He trotted forward obediently, stopping directly in front of her, those gray-purple eyes staring unseeingly. She assessed him for a moment, then, without warning, tore apart the front of his robes, revealing his stretched pants and swollen stomach. "What," She demanded, "Is this?"
He knew damn well what that was, no matter how hard he had pretended it wasn't there. He had refused to acknowledge it for the past month and a half, through first the soft swell of his abdomen, then the gentle rock-a-bye tides from within and later the fluttering, pushing and kicks. If he didn't accept it, it didn't exist.
That chose the particular moment his grandmother laid a tentative hand across the stretched flesh to give a rather vindictive kick, as if it was angry its existence had been denied. Kamikaze started, but didn't pull back her hand, simply gazed at her grandson's stomach in wonder.
Tayou stood in the doorway, watching as her mother confirmed what the servants had told her and she had wished wasn't true. Those who had been in charge of dressing and bathing Fumei had been concerned and had told her time and again, but she had tried hard to explain it away in other ways. Now, watching the scene unfold as Kamikaze stroked softly along the bare curve of Fumei's stomach, she could no longer come up with any other reasonable explanation. It was rare, but not unheard of.
Her only child, already the laughingstock of the court, was an illegitimately pregnant man.
Graphics: 4 for having a few decent detailed drawings and using almost ALL tweens. And not good tweens. Legendary-Frog-style tweens. :/
Style: 0 why? Because its anime. I'm not saying anime is bad. But its from Japan. I am getting really sick of people not trying to develop their own original art style and just leeching off of Japan's "copy and paste" character design format.
Sound: 10, Ayumi makes fucking awesome music. That is all.
Violence: 3 for teh fightz0rs and teh explodies
Interactivity: 0 who honestly gives a crap about interactivity for a non-game flash anymore?
Humor: 10, because this has such a high score and is laughably overrated because its anime style. There are hundreds of cartoons on newgrounds that look ALOT better than this did with better storylines, but dont have scores nearly this high? Why? Because they arent anime styled
kekeke zerg rush!
First off, I believe I am one of the few people entitled to use Anime-Style.
Being from Japan and intending to take my stuff to Japan eventually, along with having my own style.
Why are you even watching this then?
If you don't like this style, don't watch it!
The preview icon obviously has an Anime look to it.
if moses ever made a cartoon
it would be as awesome as this one.
long live you.
Adam Phillips WISHES he could make a cartoon this good.
Its like staring into the face of Thor.
More like staring into the face of Loki, but you're correct about Adam Phillips, and I love you. :)
Oh dear god!
I cant beleive it passed!
This is the most hilarious grotesque cartoon ever!
I love her very much!
roffl roffl roffl
i laffed so hard i did poopie in my pants
lawl thx...i still want in your group btw...
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