New Art — Futa Fixation

So, earlier this week I got sidetracked from writing – I was tempted to kick around some ideas for a 1-page comic to go with each chapter or sub-chapter of Diamond In The Buff. After getting these rough sketches out of my system, I realized this project would take much longer than standalone pinups, and would slow my rate of posting down, even more than the current pace (I'm aiming for about 4 updates per month, but the bigger projects take up more time slots).
The story accompanying this (Chapter 4 - Part 1) ended up playing out a bit differently than these sketches, but I figured I may as well share it, since I'm not taking this page further (Or should I?)

There's at least 1 more post coming later today, and several more next week, stay tuned! :D

There was no point staying in bed, waiting for her alarm. Lindsey was up. Very up.

It was still dark outside, but the dim light of her alarm clock painted her bedroom in monochrome blue. Lindsey rubbed the sleep from her eyes, letting them adjust to the shadowy shape looming above her.

As her eyes focused, Lindsey recognized the familiar pattern of her bed sheet, held aloft by her morning wood like a sail hanging from the mast of a ship. She smiled and folded her arms behind her head, arching her back in a cat-like stretch.

Years ago, when Lindsey's puberty was just beginning to blossom, she began waking up every morning with a full erection already towering above her. Gone were the days when she could hit the snooze button and laze around in bed. Lindsey’s alarm clock had been replaced by her alarmingly stiff cock - the new timekeeper of her day. Once her dick was awake, it wouldn't let Lindsey go back to sleep until she gave it some attention. If she ignored it, there was only one guaranteed outcome: she’d have to wash the sheets, again.

The insatiable futa had gotten into the habit of stroking herself awake every morning, as part of a daily battle with her raging extra-strength libido. She always hoped the first fap of the day would put enough of a dent in her sex drive to get her through breakfast and out the front door, before her dick needed a second stroking. Sometimes her gamble would pay off, and her cock would be satisfied with a one-shot pump n’ run. But most days, Lindsey found herself wrestling to subdue her semi-stiff cock as she dressed, usually finding it far too big and unwieldy to fit in her pants.

About six months ago Lindsey decided to try a new approach. She clearly wasn’t burning enough energy at the start of her day with a single rushed orgasm in the shower before heading to the gym, but she didn’t want to spend hours in the bedroom every morning, gratifying herself until she felt fully spent (something she wasn’t entirely sure was even possible these days), so Lindsey decided to bring her workouts into the bedroom.