Dash Baxter, already football captain and the school's best-performing jock, was a shoo-in to become the newest star on Casper High's ascendant wrestling team. Until Danny Fenton (and some convenient ghost powers) got to him, that is. Sucking every ounce of hard-earned muscle (and then some) out of your (soon to be former) bully was a sickeningly sweet comeuppance; almost more satisfying than feeling every part of your body grow, muscles you've never known before swelling and hardening to unbelievable proportions. The package below the belt multiplying in size to super-stud proportions was an unexpected bonus, not that he'll ever complain.
But it was too late for Dash to cancel, so everyone got the sight that afternoon of a wimpy, defeated runt -- and the school's newest musclebound hunk. Even the football team won't want him back now.
The first completed piece of art to come out of the new art program I got a few months back; I'm still getting used to some of the ropes but I think there's a lot of potential in it. Also my first piece of art in a long time, which is a shame because I've gotten so many ideas and inspirations lately. But my brain seems to work faster than my hands...
The story is a bit of a last-minute addition to the piece, really; what other ways do you think these two could've ended up like this?
Skimped on the variants this time because I just wasn't feeling like putting in my usual amount of diligence in that regard, so there are only a few extra bits to see here.
