So I don’t believe Mrs. Brant had a first name at any point before. For the sake of this Bio entry, I decided to give her one. I really like Mrs. Brant, of the girls Mace and Jackie have teamed up on she’s probably my favorite. I’ve had several ideas for more content to do with her, some of which is hinted at in the text portion of this pic. I don’t know which of my ideas for her will get materialized first, but I’m confident she’ll show up in the Applebridge Snapshots series sooner or later.
Also, last month I did my third Q&A video for Patreon sponsors, which I’m releasing publicly now:
Here’s the third and probably final entry in the Loren Cox at the Pool commissions. After the build-up, Zak finally gets to point that sweet ass. I’ll probably bring Zak back for other Applebridge stuff down the line, but I need to bring in more named characters to fill his sort of role. Hope you all enjoyed the bonus Loren content. ^_^
So I let these bio pages slip a bit more than I meant to, but here’s a new one. Jean’s an interesting character for me, since he hasn’t had the chance to appear in any sort of comic or anything (yet), just one solo pic and a couple Character Asks. I do have plans to do more with him eventually, but I just haven’t had the chance to. At the very least, this bio should help to flesh out who he is a bit more for those of you interested in him. ^_^
So this Ask ended up being something of a storytime, eh? I’ve always had a vague idea of how Terry and Mickie’s relationship developed, but this is the most detailed I’ve gotten with it. I don’t really have much to add here, since Terry covers everything pretty succinctly, so I’ll let his recollection of events speak for itself.
So here’s the follow-up to an Epic Tier commission from last month. Seems like between part one and part two, Zak’s managed to get some privacy with Loren in one of those communal shower stalls they have at the pools. They’re not completely alone, as other patrons of the pool are still going about their day on just the other side of the door, but they’re alone enough that they can start to have some fun.
So last year, I attempted to do a series of pics conveying Mace and Jackie experiencing a twist on the “Christmas Carol” narrative. However, I was unable to finish more than the very first pic, so I turned that series into an annual thing. The initial sketch for this pic was done last year, but that’s about all I had done of it then. Next year I’ll probably pick this back up to do part three, yeah?
As for this pic, I imagine fucking the Ghost of Christmas Past to be something like sticking your dick in a jar of nostalgia. She just emanates a sort of warmth and happiness that reminds you of the simpler times (though how nostalgic Mace and Jackie can get at their age is probably up for debate). I went with the “candle person” design aesthetic so many versions of this tale use, and hopefully that comes across. I had a hard time balancing keeping her head looking like a flame while also having it look like, well… a head. Also, she’s got pubes because once the “fire crotch” pun got stuck in my head, I couldn’t shake it.
P.S. – I promise this is the last Mace ‘n Jackie content for a bit.
And here’s our final page, a little epilogue after the night’s events. This page was all CCat’s idea. She wanted to show Mrs. Claus returning home, with the implication that she’ll resume her naughty activities with all the innocent little elves. I hope you all enjoyed this comic, and have a Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays from CCat and myself!
This is the final page of the poem/story, but the penultimate page of the comic itself. This was Ccat’s idea, and I thought it’d be a fun change of pace, so in this page we discover that Santa’s hasty and forgetful departure that lead to his wife filling in was not actually due to him being inebriated. Rather, he was in a hurry to discover a present for himself under the Cox family tree.
This page was left a bit more open for CCat. Basically, she had free range to do any sort of montage she felt like, which is why some of what you see here isn’t described in the poem.