Monday, December 18, 2017

Return of the Belly Butcher

Our big boys in blue have suffered quite a few casualties on my blog lately... I figured it was time for a little vengeance! The Belly Butcher flies in to dispatch some low-life criminal scum.

Killing Spree: Part 2



Friday, November 3, 2017

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Human scarecrows....

Happy Halloween! Here's a picture I drew for the occasion. A killer with a taste for big-bellied men nabs a couple guys and gets creative...



Here's a version without dialogue:

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Enjoying their own execution a little too much...

Good news, my tablet's in working order again! Here's an older picture that had been sitting around a while, that I finally got around to coloring:

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Nagging Husband...

To everyone who still occasionally checks my blog, I apologize for the lack of updates or new drawings! My tablet is busted yet again, and I decided to take a little break from drawing until I get a new one. In the mean time, I might do a few pencil drawings (like the one below), but they're a major pain to scan and edit compared to digital drawings!

Anyway, here's a little scenario I always found personally hot... having a big-bellied (and slightly dim-witted) husband that goes off and gets himself killed in battle!


Sunday, September 10, 2017

Cowboys shot dead in bed...



In the middle of love-making, two cowboys are dispatched by a dastardly killer who has broke into their cabin...


Thursday, September 7, 2017

When a POW is of no further use...

This poor guy should have been tipped off by all the blood on the wall... this device isn't just for torturing!


Saturday, September 2, 2017

Teaching the youngster a fatal lesson...

A young swordsman foolishly duels a man with a good twenty years of experience on him... and the results are predictable!

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Leather bear policemen butchered on-duty

Three cop buddies take on the wrong street gang and end up being slaughtered, each in their own unique way:



non-dialogue version:



Thursday, August 10, 2017

The Belly Butcher takes down a villian...

After ridding the city of low-level thugs and big-bellied henchmen, our hero decides to hunt down a local supervillian that had been stirring up trouble...


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Butchered while Bathing

Here's another piece, it was really fun to draw... I couldn't think of any appropriate dialogue,  because this poor guy is on the very brink of death and his killer is long gone.



Taking out the trash

Hey all, haven't posted in ages, but here's a kill I sketched out today:




Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Expedition's Abrupt End

Hey all, know I haven't posted in forever, but sometimes it takes a while to get the creative juices flowing. Here's a little comic I've been working on for a while:





Sunday, March 19, 2017

Thinning the Herd...

Hey all, I've been a bit busy since my last post, but I wanted to show a few panels I had the time to bust out. Aliens come to earth, and mysteriously, they begin dispatching every human man with one particular trait...





Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Fat Boy's Sexecution...

Here's a quick little animation of a guy enjoying his belly a little too much in his final moments... sorry about the weird color glitches with the blood, I still haven't mastered the art of GIF exporting!

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Weapon idea... The Belly Buster Arrow

Hey all, I'm back! I wanted to share a bit of concept art for a special type of arrow I've designed... I also had fun drawing a few examples of how they'd work on a guy. I may come up with  some more weapon designs in the future. 




Anyway, in this sequence, this guy (a self-proclaimed 'bear hunter) loads up with a quiver of my special arrows and goes 'hunting' at his local leather bar. First, he scopes out the area, and comes across an armed bouncer...



... the hunter takes aim, and puts the man down with one solid shot, marking his first kill.



The hunter decides to wait outside to see if any reinforcements show up... and sure enough, the bouncer's buddy meanders through the front door. The hunter makes short work of the tubby, scantily-clad gentleman...



Next, the hunter takes the hunt inside... the bar is dark, but he soon comes across two men that he wishes to claim... a ginger with a huge ball gut, and a handsome older man with a firm little potbelly. He figures this would be the perfect opportunity to test the weapon on two different belly 'types...' The hunter nabs both of the men's attention with a sharp whistle. Too late, they spot the crossbow...



The two dead men fall atop of each other next to the bar, soaked in each others cum. The other men in the bar turn to look... but they figure the duo had simply had too much to drink. 

The hunter turns his gaze to his next victim... A man with a big, handsomely-round belly that protrudes like a beach ball from his skintight wrestling singlet. The hunter decides to try something different on this man... He pulls out a throwing knife that had been engineered with the same technology as the Belly Buster Arrow. 



As the wrestler dies with a loud groan and splays himself out on the floor, the rest of the men in the bar finally take notice of the hunter... There is shouting and fighting as nearly two-dozen men shove their way out of the building, tripping over the dead bodies of the hunter's victims. The hunter scowls... his prey had fled. 

However, there was still one other man left in the bar... the potbellied man was suspended in the air by a series of chains and leather harnesses, left behind to die by the men that had been toying with him. The man squirms around and yells for help while the hunter reloads his crossbow... 

The suspended man grimaces and groans as the hunter puts arrow after arrow into his exposed belly, but frustratingly, he misses the man's bellybutton each time. Finally, on his fourth try, the hunter hits his mark...



As his last kill died, the hunter took note... it seemed that the Belly Buster Arrows only lead to orgasm and instant death when the victim is shot DIRECTLY in the navel. With this newfound knowledge, the hunter left the bar and sulked away into the night, a wicked smile plastered across his face...