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  likes my style enough to ask if I take commissions.  I generally don't, mainly because I feel I won't be able to keep up with another person's idea or I'd take too long or lose track of time.  

This was an interesting experience.  I don't think I'll be taking public commissions any time soon, but it's nice to see people are interested in my abiltiy.", "writing": "The city never slept, and even though its guardian did, Lightning Liger kept his best watch as he prowled the rooftops for any dangers in the night. Though his light blue spandex uniform felt tighter than normal, the electrical feline didn't let it bother him as he jumped between rooftops in the search for crimes. Though, as ashamed as he was to admit it, he hoped that crime would show up before he started chafing. \n\nWhile the liger normally patrolled during the day, recent events had led him to prowl the nights. The news had reported several break-ins at art galleries and museums, each leaving evidence of vandalism through amateur graffiti but without any actual theft of the cultural touchstones of the city. Due to public funding, public museums couldn't afford to ask for better security, and talks to the city council were stuck in limbo given the mayor's own fiasco. Lightning Liger figured he could shift to a nightly patrol for the museums that couldn't afford better protection, least until he or another hero caught the villain.\n\nHe secretly hoped he'd catch them. While Liger didn't care too much about his public perception, a positive bump would be nice. At least to dull rumors that he regularly met with members of his rogue's gallery just to let them humiliate him. Sure, some of his villains had an understanding and liked to take their play outside with him, but that didn't mean he just gave up against every villain. \n\n\tA figure appeared out of the corner of his eye. Turning quickly, Lightning Liger took note of an imposing figure cutting their way through the glass skylight of the museum of fine art. With as great speed as his legs could carry, he made his way across from roof to roof to catch the culprit, who had made their way inside before he could reach. If this was the vicious vandalizer that had plagued the city's cultural marvels, then they would be no match for Lightning Liger and his electrical fists of justice.\n\nBits of shattered glass broke cracked under his boots as he entered the floor. Liger charged his gauntlets with power to give him a light source as he walked through the museum, with electrical flickers revealing hastily sprayed red, blue, and black, paint over sculptures and paintings, diminishing their value to the public. Or increasing it to bidders, but Lightning Liger tried not to understand how that worked.\n\nNot that he'd tell anyone, but Liger was impressed by how quickly the vandal had defaced the art. The hero wasn't slow by any means, possessing above-average speed and even faster reflexes, but in the time it took for him to arrive, several haphazard smiley faces had been sprayed about paintings, and sculptures had bits colored in to give the illusion of clothing or hair. He'd need to act fast before the rest of the halls were ruined. \n\nLaughter echoed through the halls, giving the hero a direction to pursue as he dashed down the darkened corridors. No guards appeared before him, beaten or confused, giving him confusion as to where they might be during such a break-in. So far the culprit had not taken anything, leaving only a path of vandalism in their wake throughout the place. Perhaps that was their only goal. To ruin the cultural value of what these works stood for.\n\nSuch a villain had to be stopped.\n\nHe halted at the entrance of a room filled with depictions of ancient greek heroes, taking note of the thuggish figure standing in the middle of it, spray can in her left hand, and a twirling chain to her right. Brown fur and black spots coated the hyena, with a violently violet mohawk atop her head, a shredded leather vest with a capital A on the back, nearly covered by a black duffle bag and skin-tight black athletic shorts with fishnet leggings running down to her bare feet. He noted the white facepaint across her snout as she turned, with a blue X painted across one eye, and orange painted on the other, with vibrant purple lips across her snout. \n\n``Put down the paint can!'' he ordered, aiming his right gauntlet towards her. He had no intention to shoot, not with her in the way of the sculpture, but he figured she didn't know that. The hyena smiled, then frowned, tossing her can against the floor and raising her hands.\n\n``Oh no, looks like the hero found me,'' she said, a mixture of mock sincerity and joy edging on her lips, ``Whatever shall I do?''\n\n``What are you doing here, you-''\n\n``Cackle,'' she said, stepping closer, ``Nice to meet ya. You're that electric hero right? That, uh...'' she scratched her head with one hand while the other stayed raised, ``is it, Lightning Lamo?''\n\n``Lightning Liger, and hands where I can see them,'' he demanded, inching closer as she kept a steady pace.\n\n``Right,'' snapping her thumb above her head, ``Lightning Liger. You gonna zap me, pretty boy?''\n\n``Y-yeah, only if you don't surrender,'' he said, somewhat flustered at her comment. He better realized how tall she was the closer she came, standing a near foot over him with a wicked smile that had his legs shaking ever so slightly.\n\n``Hey, I'm cooperating. I haven't done anything rash, have I? After all, I'm just doing adding a little extra touch to all this `art' so to speak. Nothing wrong about that.''\n\n``Vandalism is a crime.''\n\nShe sighed, ``Yeah, yeah,'' she said, swinging her hands at the remark, ``Look, before you get to the big superhero speech about what I'm doing and why it's morally unsound, you mind answering a question?''\n\n``What?'' he asked, hand trained onto her smiling face.\n\n``You wearing a cup?''\n\n``Wh-'' she closed the gap before he could finish, swinging her bare foot right into his crotch. Liger squealed as he reached for his balls on reflex, only for the Hyena to reach behind him with blinding speed and lock her chain around his gauntlets, binding them together in front of him. With a laugh, she swept his leg and sent him tumbling to the floor. The sudden impact knocking the wind out of him for just a moment before her foot pressed against his face.\n\n``I guess not,'' she remarked, giggling as she pressed her foot down, ``Seems like something you should fix, Lightning Loser,'' she said, slowly letting her laughter build at her own joke. Liger's strength seeped out of him the stronger her laughter became. He struggled against the chains, against the weight of her foot, only for his efforts to be rewarded with the fresh paw against his snout. \n\n``I figured you heroes were smart.'' she laughed, bending over to pinch his bum, ``But maybe you're just too gullible for your own good. If you ever need a lesson in that, I'd be happy to teach ya.'' she kicked him over onto his back, giving her ample view of the tight spandex across his body. With a coo, she pressed her foot against his crotch, ``Oh? What's this?'' she asked, taking note of the hardness straining against his spandex.\n\nHe tried to hide his face as she prodded with his erection, ``Is the nice little hero getting hard?'' she teased, putting more pressure on his suit encased cock, ``I heard some rumors that you got a kick out of being beaten. It's fun to think about, considering your track record against villains and all, but I never figured that was actually the case,'' she rolled her heel against his balls, slowly pressuring them against the floor, ``Is this what gets you off, Lightning Loser? Being bound and beaten by anyone with unscrupulous morals?''\n\nHe felt his blush pushing out through his mask. It was true that Liger had an understanding with some members of his gallery, but he knew the safety of the city came before his personal enjoyment. Shortness of breath followed as she pinned his balls, only adding to the arousal building up against the pads of her feed. His heart fluttered, the day had been stressful and her mockery only helped add to his lust for release. \n\nLiger took a deep breath, focusing on all the smiles, frowns, and tacky expressions painted over artwork that cemented an artist's name in history. Quietly amping his gauntlets, his eyes opened with a plan. This wasn't the time to submit, not with cultural heritage on the line.\n\n``Well actually,'' he grunted, ``I do have a question for you.''\n\n``Oh?'' she leaned in, pulling the chain taut, ``What's that, hero?''\n\n``You wearing rubber gloves?'' \n\nLightning surged from his gauntlets before she could answer, traveling up the chain and shocking her for hundreds of volts. Her laughter turned to screams, forcing her to let go of the chain long enough for his strength to return and escape. He kicked himself up to his feet, aiming both gauntlets for another blast.\n\nFurry claws grasped his suit collar before he could fire. With a growl, she threw him across the room into an empty wall. With great speed, she slammed into him, cracking the structure behind them. Wild laughter filled the air, robbing his strength while her knee pounded against his cock, again and again, leaving it throbbing with a mix of pain and arousal. \n\n``You're not as dumb as you look, Liger,'' she said, hands on his gauntlets, ``To tell ya the truth, I was hoping someone might come by, since it was getting boring just dealing with security guards. Never did I imagine they'd be this much fun,'' she leaned in, letting his hand drop as she grabbed his crotch. Despite the newfound freedom, he couldn't bring himself to lift his hand. Her laughter had some kind of psychic hold on him.\n\n``Your undies on the inside, like a normal person?'' she whispered, her claws cutting away at his spandex to let his cock freely bounce out, ``Oh ho,'' she said, gripping the meaty rod with her monstrous hand, ``Freeballing? You're quite the pervert, aren't ya?''\n\nCackle nippled into his ear, ``So am I, if you haven't noticed,'' she giggled while pumping his cock. Struggled moans escaped his mouth as the strong grip milked his erection, the rest of his body unable to fight back against the thuggish hyena clown.\n\n``Say, do you wear this suit cause it's insulated?'' she asked, her other hand slowly crushing the electroshock gauntlet in his hand, ``Or are you naturally shockproof? How bout we find out, pretty boy?''\n\nThe protectors in his gauntlet broke, letting a wave of lightning burst through. It surged through her body as she kissed him, her electrically charged tongue sending shocks down his throat while her handjob became energized, jerking his cock and balls with nature's sting of the sky. \n\nShe broke away, laughing mad as the gauntlet poured the rest of its juice into the both of them. Pure ecstasy in her amber eyes as they burned down into him, while his eyes were forced open through the pain coursing through his system. He came from overstimulation, coating her hand and shorts in his seed while he slumped to the floor. She held him by his cock, laughing nonstop and she continued to pump his cock, letting it spurt over and over before roughly squeezy the oversensitive head. Not even the intensity of sensation could reignite his strength to fight back, letting him only scream in pleasurable agony. \n\n``Oh, look at the mess you made,'' she giggled, wiping the sperm covered hand across his face, forcing a digit or two in his mouth to make him taste his salty seed. He needed to eat more pineapple. \n\nCackle's ears drooped as footsteps echoed off in the distance, ``Phooey, I was hoping for a little more fun,'' she said, stepping on his balls on last time as she looked down at him, ``I had fun, Lightning Loser. Maybe next time we can try a charge on the inside.'' she laughed as she jumped away, leaving the hero sprawled against the wall, his cock laid out for any passerby to see, as well as the smile across his face.\n\nAnother rogue to add to the gallery.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The city never slept, and even though its guardian did, Lightning Liger kept his best watch as he prowled the rooftops for any dangers in the night.  Though his light blue spandex uniform felt tighter than normal, the electrical feline didn't let it bother him as he jumped between rooftops in the search for crimes.  Though, as ashamed as he was to admit it, he hoped that crime would show up before he started chafing.  

While the liger normally patrolled during the day, recent events had led him to prowl the nights.  The news had reported several break-ins at art galleries and museums, each leaving evidence of vandalism through amateur graffiti but without any actual theft of the cultural touchstones of the city.  Due to public funding, public museums couldn't afford to ask for better security, and talks to the city council were stuck in limbo given the mayor's own fiasco.  Lightning Liger figured he could shift to a nightly patrol for the museums that couldn't afford better protection, least until he or another hero caught the villain.

He secretly hoped he'd catch them.  While Liger didn't care too much about his public perception, a positive bump would be nice.  At least to dull rumors that he regularly met with members of his rogue's gallery just to let them humiliate him.  Sure, some of his villains had an understanding and liked to take their play outside with him, but that didn't mean he just gave up against every villain.

\tA figure appeared out of the corner of his eye.  Turning quickly, Lightning Liger took note of an imposing figure cutting their way through the glass skylight of the museum of fine art.  With as great speed as his legs could carry, he made his way across from roof to roof to catch the culprit, who had made their way inside before he could reach.  If this was the vicious vandalizer that had plagued the city's cultural marvels, then they would be no match for Lightning Liger and his electrical fists of justice.

Bits of shattered glass broke cracked under his boots as he entered the floor.  Liger charged his gauntlets with power to give him a light source as he walked through the museum, with electrical flickers revealing hastily sprayed red, blue, and black, paint over sculptures and paintings, diminishing their value to the public.  Or increasing it to bidders, but Lightning Liger tried not to understand how that worked.

Not that he'd tell anyone, but Liger was impressed by how quickly the vandal had defaced the art.  The hero wasn't slow by any means, possessing above-average speed and even faster reflexes, but in the time it took for him to arrive, several haphazard smiley faces had been sprayed about paintings, and sculptures had bits colored in to give the illusion of clothing or hair.  He'd need to act fast before the rest of the halls were ruined.

Laughter echoed through the halls, giving the hero a direction to pursue as he dashed down the darkened corridors.  No guards appeared before him, beaten or confused, giving him confusion as to where they might be during such a break-in.  So far the culprit had not taken anything, leaving only a path of vandalism in their wake throughout the place.  Perhaps that was their only goal.  To ruin the cultural value of what these works stood for.

Such a villain had to be stopped.

He halted at the entrance of a room filled with depictions of ancient greek heroes, taking note of the thuggish figure standing in the middle of it, spray can in her left hand, and a twirling chain to her right.  Brown fur and black spots coated the hyena, with a violently violet mohawk atop her head, a shredded leather vest with a capital A on the back, nearly covered by a black duffle bag and skin-tight black athletic shorts with fishnet leggings running down to her bare feet.  He noted the white facepaint across her snout as she turned, with a blue X painted across one eye, and orange painted on the other, with vibrant purple lips across her snout.  

``Put down the paint can!'' he ordered, aiming his right gauntlet towards her.  He had no intention to shoot, not with her in the way of the sculpture, but he figured she didn't know that.  The hyena smiled, then frowned, tossing her can against the floor and raising her hands.

``Oh no, looks like the hero found me,'' she said, a mixture of mock sincerity and joy edging on her lips, ``Whatever shall I do?''

``What are you doing here, you-''

``Cackle,'' she said, stepping closer, ``Nice to meet ya.  You're that electric hero right?  That, uh...'' she scratched her head with one hand while the other stayed raised, ``is it, Lightning Lamo?''

``Lightning Liger, and hands where I can see them,'' he demanded, inching closer as she kept a steady pace.

``Right,'' snapping her thumb above her head, ``Lightning Liger.  You gonna zap me, pretty boy?''

``Y-yeah, only if you don't surrender,'' he said, somewhat flustered at her comment.  He better realized how tall she was the closer she came, standing a near foot over him with a wicked smile that had his legs shaking ever so slightly.

``Hey, I'm cooperating.  I haven't done anything rash, have I?  After all, I'm just doing adding a little extra touch to all this `art' so to speak.  Nothing wrong about that.''

``Vandalism is a crime.''

She sighed, ``Yeah, yeah,'' she said, swinging her hands at the remark, ``Look, before you get to the big superhero speech about what I'm doing and why it's morally unsound, you mind answering a question?''

``What?'' he asked, hand trained onto her smiling face.

``You wearing a cup?''

``Wh-'' she closed the gap before he could finish, swinging her bare foot right into his crotch.  Liger squealed as he reached for his balls on reflex, only for the Hyena to reach behind him with blinding speed and lock her chain around his gauntlets, binding them together in front of him.  With a laugh, she swept his leg and sent him tumbling to the floor.  The sudden impact knocking the wind out of him for just a moment before her foot pressed against his face.

``I guess not,'' she remarked, giggling as she pressed her foot down, ``Seems like something you should fix, Lightning Loser,'' she said, slowly letting her laughter build at her own joke.  Liger's strength seeped out of him the stronger her laughter became.  He struggled against the chains, against the weight of her foot, only for his efforts to be rewarded with the fresh paw against his snout.  

``I figured you heroes were smart.'' she laughed, bending over to pinch his bum, ``But maybe you're just too gullible for your own good.  If you ever need a lesson in that, I'd be happy to teach ya.'' she kicked him over onto his back, giving her ample view of the tight spandex across his body.  With a coo, she pressed her foot against his crotch, ``Oh?  What's this?'' she asked, taking note of the hardness straining against his spandex.

He tried to hide his face as she prodded with his erection, ``Is the nice little hero getting hard?'' she teased, putting more pressure on his suit encased cock, ``I heard some rumors that you got a kick out of being beaten.  It's fun to think about, considering your track record against villains and all, but I never figured that was actually the case,'' she rolled her heel against his balls, slowly pressuring them against the floor, ``Is this what gets you off, Lightning Loser?  Being bound and beaten by anyone with unscrupulous morals?''

He felt his blush pushing out through his mask.  It was true that Liger had an understanding with some members of his gallery, but he knew the safety of the city came before his personal enjoyment.  Shortness of breath followed as she pinned his balls, only adding to the arousal building up against the pads of her feed.  His heart fluttered, the day had been stressful and her mockery only helped add to his lust for release.  

Liger took a deep breath, focusing on all the smiles, frowns, and tacky expressions painted over artwork that cemented an artist's name in history.  Quietly amping his gauntlets, his eyes opened with a plan.  This wasn't the time to submit, not with cultural heritage on the line.

``Well actually,'' he grunted, ``I do have a question for you.''

``Oh?'' she leaned in, pulling the chain taut, ``What's that, hero?''

``You wearing rubber gloves?''

Lightning surged from his gauntlets before she could answer, traveling up the chain and shocking her for hundreds of volts.  Her laughter turned to screams, forcing her to let go of the chain long enough for his strength to return and escape.  He kicked himself up to his feet, aiming both gauntlets for another blast.

Furry claws grasped his suit collar before he could fire.  With a growl, she threw him across the room into an empty wall.  With great speed, she slammed into him, cracking the structure behind them.  Wild laughter filled the air, robbing his strength while her knee pounded against his cock, again and again, leaving it throbbing with a mix of pain and arousal.

``You're not as dumb as you look, Liger,'' she said, hands on his gauntlets, ``To tell ya the truth, I was hoping someone might come by, since it was getting boring just dealing with security guards.  Never did I imagine they'd be this much fun,'' she leaned in, letting his hand drop as she grabbed his crotch.  Despite the newfound freedom, he couldn't bring himself to lift his hand.  Her laughter had some kind of psychic hold on him.

``Your undies on the inside, like a normal person?'' she whispered, her claws cutting away at his spandex to let his cock freely bounce out, ``Oh ho,'' she said, gripping the meaty rod with her monstrous hand, ``Freeballing?  You're quite the pervert, aren't ya?''

Cackle nippled into his ear, ``So am I, if you haven't noticed,'' she giggled while pumping his cock.  Struggled moans escaped his mouth as the strong grip milked his erection, the rest of his body unable to fight back against the thuggish hyena clown.

``Say, do you wear this suit cause it's insulated?'' she asked, her other hand slowly crushing the electroshock gauntlet in his hand, ``Or are you naturally shockproof?  How bout we find out, pretty boy?''

The protectors in his gauntlet broke, letting a wave of lightning burst through.  It surged through her body as she kissed him, her electrically charged tongue sending shocks down his throat while her handjob became energized, jerking his cock and balls with nature's sting of the sky.  

She broke away, laughing mad as the gauntlet poured the rest of its juice into the both of them.  Pure ecstasy in her amber eyes as they burned down into him, while his eyes were forced open through the pain coursing through his system.  He came from overstimulation, coating her hand and shorts in his seed while he slumped to the floor.  She held him by his cock, laughing nonstop and she continued to pump his cock, letting it spurt over and over before roughly squeezy the oversensitive head.  Not even the intensity of sensation could reignite his strength to fight back, letting him only scream in pleasurable agony.

``Oh, look at the mess you made,'' she giggled, wiping the sperm covered hand across his face, forcing a digit or two in his mouth to make him taste his salty seed.  He needed to eat more pineapple.  

Cackle's ears drooped as footsteps echoed off in the distance, ``Phooey, I was hoping for a little more fun,'' she said, stepping on his balls on last time as she looked down at him, ``I had fun, Lightning Loser.  Maybe next time we can try a charge on the inside.'' she laughed as she jumped away, leaving the hero sprawled against the wall, his cock laid out for any passerby to see, as well as the smile across his face.

Another rogue to add to the gallery.

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