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After a failed assault on the enemy, our hero Commander Battenberg has no choice but to scold his cake wielding squadron. But what he doesn’t know is what they have in store for him. They’ve been scolded one too many times by the Commander, and a revolution only needs to start with one dissenter. A large cherry is thrown into the Battenberg’s large mouth as he shouts, quickly plugging him and putting an end to his rant. Before he can even lift his hand to his mouth to try and pull the cherry out, his arms are quickly wrapped to his sides by red vines. The crowd cheers as one shouts for the Commander to be pantsed. Instantly he regretted his choice of underwear for the day as the army mocked him relentlessly for his bright pink speedo, which cupped his genitals tightly. The Commander’s cheeks (both face and ass) flushed red in embarrassment. But the men weren’t finished yet. Using a frosting gun one of the men fired a thick gloopy, pink icing mix over Battenberg’s head. It coated him tightly, and slowly Glooped and dripped over his shoulders, acting like a glue or paste that will soon harden and leave him trapped for a very long time. The Commander’s voice was almost silent in resignation. He could just about breathe through the icing, but he just wanted to surrender and slip away, never to be seen again. Would the men have a change of heart? It’s possible. But they may leave him as a gloopy statue, flashing matching pink, tight underwear, forever.

These little comic strips are really fun. It’s fun designing original characters for them too. I already have some ideas for some more. As always, commissions are open! Enjoy.

Description
After a failed assault on the enemy, our hero Commander Battenberg has no choice but to scold his cake wielding squadron. But what he doesn’t know is what they have in store for him. They’ve been scolded one too many times by the Commander, and a revolution only needs to start with one dissenter. A large cherry is thrown into the Battenberg’s large mouth as he shouts, quickly plugging him and putting an end to his rant. Before he can even lift his hand to his mouth to try and pull the cherry out, his arms are quickly wrapped to his sides by red vines. The crowd cheers as one shouts for the Commander to be pantsed. Instantly he regretted his choice of underwear for the day as the army mocked him relentlessly for his bright pink speedo, which cupped his genitals tightly. The Commander’s cheeks (both face and ass) flushed red in embarrassment. But the men weren’t finished yet. Using a frosting gun one of the men fired a thick gloopy, pink icing mix over Battenberg’s head. It coated him tightly, and slowly Glooped and dripped over his shoulders, acting like a glue or paste that will soon harden and leave him trapped for a very long time. The Commander’s voice was almost silent in resignation. He could just about breathe through the icing, but he just wanted to surrender and slip away, never to be seen again. Would the men have a change of heart? It’s possible. But they may leave him as a gloopy statue, flashing matching pink, tight underwear, forever.

These little comic strips are really fun. It’s fun designing original characters for them too. I already have some ideas for some more. As always, commissions are open! Enjoy.