Emilie Easie

This is the first ever captions project I ever did! I think I could do better now. What do you think? I adapted it originally from a larger image set featured in this post: Ashley learns her new place (side view and POV!) . How could Ada do something like this, and so ... easily? Guiltlessly? Leon just wanted to do his job and get Ashley home safe. Ashley, whom he came to respect and care for greatly, is a full person who deserves self-direction and would certainly never endure this kind of action without a gun to her head, and he wouldn't, either. Well, he'd be lying if he claimed he never thought about her like that, but he felt guilty enough already for ever stopping to consider Ashley's shapely legs in her soft pantyhose while they're stranded in hostile territory. He was doing just fine keeping glances brief and realigning his thoughts to the mission. Did Ada notice anyway? What is with her obsession with making him face parts of him...

Pairs well with the Leon sticker , obviously 🤭 Sticker Shop

I made this series when I was working on a (purposeful) major shift in my art style, and so I struggled with it a lot, and I have some pretty mixed feelings about it now. Let me know, as always, if you think I should revisit this one. See also: Rebecca | Claire .

I really love corrupted Ashley Graham porn. I love to think that maybe some stuff went down that she'd regret if she could remember it before Leon ultimately rescued her. Speaking of Leon, tentacles are equally opportunity violators, so I made a version with him, too! You can see it here: Leon can't help Ashley; he's busy Ashley cried out as the mysterious chanting by the plaga high priest caused her ears to ring and her head to pound, but she was lucky among his audience. The villages around her, years more advanced in their infection, lost their heads, literally, as the strengthening tentacle parasites in their bodies wriggled, grew, and burst outward from their necks. Then the chanting stopped, ending her splitting headache, but to her horror, the burst-head plaga began to draw closer! "No! Stay away!" She begged, pressing herself against the dreary castle wall as closely as she could, trying to make herself small. Did the cult...