Write-n-Critique

I will have requests open for about a month. It will mostly be a first come, first serve policy. People who have commissioned my get first picks, people who have been nice get second picks and the extremely intresting suggestions get third picks. I will not do anything I am unintrested in or against. I might come to requests later or might not. I am open to giantess, bubblegum and bubble tea requests. Please comment here to request.

What am I doing?: I will make giantess pictures that can involve everything from vore to crushing, as long as I like the idea and it is nothing too mature and it will be live action and made with photoshop. I could also do pictures that involve bubble tea or bubblegum without giantesses if you want. Prices (in USD): You can do one way of paying me in my automatic commision on my profile, but I think we would rather do it differently. Just send me a note and when we agree in what I am making, send me points. Pay me in forms of 80 points, 1 dollar (80 points) being the least and 50 dollars (4,000 points) being the most. If you have more poin

I am open to art trades with people of a similar talent to me. I will be open to making almost anything involving giantesses, bubble tea or bubble gum as long as it's not too mature. I will make it on photoshop and you can tell me what you are open for it. If I do an art trade, I will not want or give any points as well. If you want to do an art trade with me send me a note and we can discuss details about what we are making, who's posting what and possibly prints. Also check out my Commission Journal: http://zacharyxnyc.deviantart.com/journal/My-Giantess-Gum-Bubble-Tea-Commission-Journal-581452791

Jura The Exile trudged solemnly through the thick and eerie forest canopy. A heavy murk blanketed the land, but the dragoness' eyes remained keen to the slightest hint of danger. For within these gloomy and expansive woods stirred creatures far worse and more horrifying then your typical wolf pack. This was the Alder, the edge of the world, and the very hunting grounds of the gods themselves. Despite the danger, fear did not manifest within Jura, nor courage, or honor; rather anger and bitter sorrow. She had crossed the known world and journeyed deep into this forgotten and forsaken wood in search of the sweet release of death. She would rea

 A lithe figure darted across the dark ground, the swift motion causing nearby brushes to sway in the resulting air current. A larger, heavier figure thundered after the first one, but the smaller figure was too quick to be caught. The large figure swung a great blade again and again, but the target was too quick, too nimble to be caught. Eventually, the large figure gave up, instead slamming the blade of its great sword into the earth, causing pillars of stone to rise from the ground. The lithe figure looked up, and the silhouette of the larger one stood imposing against the full moon, standing atop the tallest stone pillar. ---------------

    Krona's heart pounded as Elder Zall made the cut on her hand, and moved the small bowl of sand underneath her hand. The girl took a deep breath, and held her hand palm down, allowing blood to drop from the cut towards the sand. She didn't understand how it worked, but the way the blood splashed in the sand and the pattern it made told the elders something nothing else would have told them. A small bead of blood formed in the shallow, narrow cut, and it grew until it fell from its own weight, splashing into the bowl.    Elder Zall held the bowl of now bloodied sand to examine it, and slowly, a look of confusion slowly took the skinny, wr

“Excited about your first day?” Kristie asked with a gleeful smile, sloppily pulling her rusty old Ford Fiesta into a parking space. Or rather parking spaces, plural. She was halfway into the adjacent space. Hailey unclenched her hand from the door handle and shakily unclicked her seatbelt. Kristie had been her best friend since before high school, but Hailey had never gotten used to her erratic style of driving.   “Yeah, I guess,” Hailey replied. Although I’m not too excited about carpooling with you on a regular basis… “Well, let’s get going,” Kristie said, getting out of the car. R

Prey to be a pet! Warning for, blood, pain and suffering as well as suspension bridges. Not to be read by people who suffer a heart condition or peanut allergy. All the characters are all mine! No animals were hurt in the making of this. Except two ants and a fly, but they deserved it. My name is David Paliabro, a skilled marksman born into a noble family, I lived within the castle walls as did most nobles. From a young age I was taught to fight with a blade... But even with an average height I don't have the weight or the strength to pose any threat in a battle. Thankfully to much relief, I showed some expert skills with a crossbow. All s