I drew this big guy about a month or so ago, Prince Vladimir Nohansen Hyrule, belonging to Shogo87.
I really like how Shog draws tubby characters, especially ones that are just so handsome, cute and all around loveable! His Legend of Zelda OC here is one of my favorites of his, a prince with a very visibly rotund body type. And what’s better is that in Shogo’s “Adventures in Hyrule AU”, pretty early on, Vladimir here was in huge (no pun intended) denial about his big bellied form, and over time he ballooned up more and more until he looks very round and tubby. Much more then he looked then when he was first shown. And also beginning to enjoy his marshmallowy soft form and indulge himself at times! One of his nicknames made by his creator is the Marshmallow Prince. Actually pretty fitting, eh?
Anyway! In this pic I did for Shogo and his Chubbydorf blog, even written up a little story I’ll put below, this was after a little fiasco where Vladimir here was taking questions and got a whole lot more then he bargained for. That being offered loads of good food that left him very full and bloated afterwards. It’s been a long time since I did human characters, but I surprised myself that this came out good! I’m especially proud of how I did Vladimir’s face here. Not to mention the shape of his belly. :3
Anywho, enjoy the story and lemme know what y’all think!
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The young man groaned weakly, laying on his silk bedsheets with his upper back and head kept lightly propped up by the pillows beneath him. Amongst the other noises he made were unobstructed and sometimes stifled belches that escaped him, all thanks to the immense amount of gas that had built up inside him. All of it due to a rather insistent group of visitors to the castle that also brought along numerous dishes for him to eat. From the succulent roasted chicken platter, to a lovely vegetable stew and so on, going onto the most sweetest of desserts. And all of it had went straight down into the big bloated round mass of fat he dreaded to call his own stomach. Itself gurgling loud enough for him and whoever was near him to hear, and he could even feel everything churn around inside. From the deepest of bubbling to the thickest of sloshes as his engorged middle worked hard to digest everything.
The Hylian prince cursed to himself for getting into this predicament. Stuffed to the gills that he could barely move and his entire belly felt like a balloon ready to pop at the lightest touch, especially now with it having gotten incredibly bloated after a couple hours of digestion. He knew he could’ve just said ‘no’ or at the very least ‘no more’ to the visitors after the first few dishes they had brought. But the only problem with that was, well, he didn’t. He couldn’t. He should’ve, but all of the food looked so delicious. So enticing. And it all looked like it had been made with such patience and culinary skill. It would’ve seemed rude of him to refuse such an offering. And so…he ate.
And ate. And ate. And ate! Every mouthful swallowed, every food item sampled, went down into his stomach and bloated him up more and more. Even when it began to groan in protest, somehow it always managed to demand more, like it had a mind of it’s own. Growling loudly as if telling him to keep going. Vladimir just couldn’t stop eating. He feared that he’d go too far and would either get sick or, worst case scenario, he’d actually pop if he ate anymore. Thankfully, it didn’t come to that as a few clear-minded individuals insisted he had enough and should slow down with the offerings. If only it had been sooner, though, as much Vladimir was thankful for the somebody stepping in.
But now, all that overeating, not to mention having to eat dinner next after the unintentional forced feeding (his sister Zelda already seemed to know what had happened earlier but didn’t say anything), he was completely stuffed. So now, the royal prince of Hyrule laid in his bed, swollen and bloated like a tick, and only the constant gurgling in his gut accompanied him. But as he rested, some more conflicting thoughts began to enter his mind. Ones that always confused him. Ones that always made a blush creep up on his round and chubby face. What were said thoughts, exactly?
Thoughts that pertained to the buried desire and pleasure of eating so much he would be left exactly how he was now. Bloated, engorged, stuffed to the very brim and unable to move due to his heavy girth. Vladimir didn’t know why he always felt like this. Mostly these thoughts would intrude whenever he just looked over his belly in general. He always hated how chunky and big he looked. Having gained so much weight in recent months that he now only wore his overcoat, his big pale gut on full display because none of his shirts even fit him anymore. Thank the goddess Hylia that he could still wear pants. Each time he’d look over it when he had the privacy, there was that twinge of…pleasure? Joy? He didn’t know what exact words were appropriate for the feeling, but it always bothered him, especially when that feeling showed when he’d grab and slap his enormous gullet, watching it jiggle and how soft it was.
But now that he was here, laying in bed trapped by his own bloated form, that feeling came back tenfold. His blush deepened as his belly let out another loud gurgle, the round orb giving a little quiver from the heavy digestion happening within. Even seeing that made Vladimir wince in slight apprehension, tempted to bring his hands up to rub at that mountain of fat. But he couldn’t. He was too full and tired to even lift his arms. He could only think one simple line in his head to describe how he felt about all of this.
Before a sudden rush of air came up his throat and interrupted him.
“~BrrrrrRRRaaaaAAAAaaaaaRRRRRrrrrPPppp~!!!”
Vladimir only laid still in utter shock, mortified at himself at the guttural and loud belch that escaped him. He had been blushing a bright pink before, but now he was red as a cherry from embarrassement. He just sighed and looked back up at the ceiling again as his stomach continued it’s noisy activity. Thinking to himself:
“Sweet Hylia, I’m becoming more like that fat pig himself.”
He shuddered, the image of the much larger and tubbier Gerudo king himself appearing in his head, wobbling and hefting up his own massive belly proudly. Vlad grimaced and growled something about how he hated to become as big as him. Even though the thought of having such a round and squishy belly that size made him blush just a little darker.
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I really like how Shog draws tubby characters, especially ones that are just so handsome, cute and all around loveable! His Legend of Zelda OC here is one of my favorites of his, a prince with a very visibly rotund body type. And what’s better is that in Shogo’s “Adventures in Hyrule AU”, pretty early on, Vladimir here was in huge (no pun intended) denial about his big bellied form, and over time he ballooned up more and more until he looks very round and tubby. Much more then he looked then when he was first shown. And also beginning to enjoy his marshmallowy soft form and indulge himself at times! One of his nicknames made by his creator is the Marshmallow Prince. Actually pretty fitting, eh?
Anyway! In this pic I did for Shogo and his Chubbydorf blog, even written up a little story I’ll put below, this was after a little fiasco where Vladimir here was taking questions and got a whole lot more then he bargained for. That being offered loads of good food that left him very full and bloated afterwards. It’s been a long time since I did human characters, but I surprised myself that this came out good! I’m especially proud of how I did Vladimir’s face here. Not to mention the shape of his belly. :3
Anywho, enjoy the story and lemme know what y’all think!
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The young man groaned weakly, laying on his silk bedsheets with his upper back and head kept lightly propped up by the pillows beneath him. Amongst the other noises he made were unobstructed and sometimes stifled belches that escaped him, all thanks to the immense amount of gas that had built up inside him. All of it due to a rather insistent group of visitors to the castle that also brought along numerous dishes for him to eat. From the succulent roasted chicken platter, to a lovely vegetable stew and so on, going onto the most sweetest of desserts. And all of it had went straight down into the big bloated round mass of fat he dreaded to call his own stomach. Itself gurgling loud enough for him and whoever was near him to hear, and he could even feel everything churn around inside. From the deepest of bubbling to the thickest of sloshes as his engorged middle worked hard to digest everything.
The Hylian prince cursed to himself for getting into this predicament. Stuffed to the gills that he could barely move and his entire belly felt like a balloon ready to pop at the lightest touch, especially now with it having gotten incredibly bloated after a couple hours of digestion. He knew he could’ve just said ‘no’ or at the very least ‘no more’ to the visitors after the first few dishes they had brought. But the only problem with that was, well, he didn’t. He couldn’t. He should’ve, but all of the food looked so delicious. So enticing. And it all looked like it had been made with such patience and culinary skill. It would’ve seemed rude of him to refuse such an offering. And so…he ate.
And ate. And ate. And ate! Every mouthful swallowed, every food item sampled, went down into his stomach and bloated him up more and more. Even when it began to groan in protest, somehow it always managed to demand more, like it had a mind of it’s own. Growling loudly as if telling him to keep going. Vladimir just couldn’t stop eating. He feared that he’d go too far and would either get sick or, worst case scenario, he’d actually pop if he ate anymore. Thankfully, it didn’t come to that as a few clear-minded individuals insisted he had enough and should slow down with the offerings. If only it had been sooner, though, as much Vladimir was thankful for the somebody stepping in.
But now, all that overeating, not to mention having to eat dinner next after the unintentional forced feeding (his sister Zelda already seemed to know what had happened earlier but didn’t say anything), he was completely stuffed. So now, the royal prince of Hyrule laid in his bed, swollen and bloated like a tick, and only the constant gurgling in his gut accompanied him. But as he rested, some more conflicting thoughts began to enter his mind. Ones that always confused him. Ones that always made a blush creep up on his round and chubby face. What were said thoughts, exactly?
Thoughts that pertained to the buried desire and pleasure of eating so much he would be left exactly how he was now. Bloated, engorged, stuffed to the very brim and unable to move due to his heavy girth. Vladimir didn’t know why he always felt like this. Mostly these thoughts would intrude whenever he just looked over his belly in general. He always hated how chunky and big he looked. Having gained so much weight in recent months that he now only wore his overcoat, his big pale gut on full display because none of his shirts even fit him anymore. Thank the goddess Hylia that he could still wear pants. Each time he’d look over it when he had the privacy, there was that twinge of…pleasure? Joy? He didn’t know what exact words were appropriate for the feeling, but it always bothered him, especially when that feeling showed when he’d grab and slap his enormous gullet, watching it jiggle and how soft it was.
But now that he was here, laying in bed trapped by his own bloated form, that feeling came back tenfold. His blush deepened as his belly let out another loud gurgle, the round orb giving a little quiver from the heavy digestion happening within. Even seeing that made Vladimir wince in slight apprehension, tempted to bring his hands up to rub at that mountain of fat. But he couldn’t. He was too full and tired to even lift his arms. He could only think one simple line in his head to describe how he felt about all of this.
Before a sudden rush of air came up his throat and interrupted him.
“~BrrrrrRRRaaaaAAAAaaaaaRRRRRrrrrPPppp~!!!”
Vladimir only laid still in utter shock, mortified at himself at the guttural and loud belch that escaped him. He had been blushing a bright pink before, but now he was red as a cherry from embarrassement. He just sighed and looked back up at the ceiling again as his stomach continued it’s noisy activity. Thinking to himself:
“Sweet Hylia, I’m becoming more like that fat pig himself.”
He shuddered, the image of the much larger and tubbier Gerudo king himself appearing in his head, wobbling and hefting up his own massive belly proudly. Vlad grimaced and growled something about how he hated to become as big as him. Even though the thought of having such a round and squishy belly that size made him blush just a little darker.
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Human
Gender Male
Size 1280 x 991px
Great work on the picture, and nice job on the little story! You definitely did Shogo's character justice, and the story was quite adorable!
Dayum, he looks cute! I really love how you drew him chubby but made the belly stand out the most, nice job! 👍
Thank you so much, I appreciate the comment! Yeah, holy moly, I felt rather proud of this piece, especially with how I drew his face and body! First time in awhile since I drew more human faces, and the belly shape came out the best, as well!
I rarely post much, but I should definitely try more just to get back into the swing of things in kink art! ^^
I rarely post much, but I should definitely try more just to get back into the swing of things in kink art! ^^
You should and you‘re welcome. :) I draw human or humanlike characters too sometimes but they‘re usually tame. X3
Hehe, glad you like this! When I first drew this, I was surprised I did a more human face so well, and I was especially proud of how his belly turned out
Thank you very much, I appreciate it~ I definitely need to try and draw more human characters, especially big bellied ones X3
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