Planet of Forbidden Lust - Jupiter Edition 2093

All Drakker Von Zorgbot wanted after a stressful day spent hauling quantum foam across the vast interstellar wormhole superhighway was a relaxing drink of scotch at his favorite galactic quandrant watering hole. What he got instead was an insatiable Earth vixen hellbent on tease and titillation. Before he knew it, she had pounced her lithe body onto him, wrapped her legs around his neck and draped her naked torso seductively across his non-removable glass helmet. "Kiss me," she moaned. "KK&6>>o!! jot BLOR=3.h!!! 3b33bwo 7OOOOOT!!" [translation: My helmet prevents me from kissing you. Why must you torture me, Earthling? Go away!!] cried a very rattled Von Zorgbot. She ignored his pleas and began slowly rocking her firm thighs against his exposed throat causing Von Zorgbot to spill his scotch. You'll have to read the comic book for the rest of the story - it's a doozy. Medium: ink, acrylic on paper, photoshop text.

Comments

[Knox Bronson]

what i love the most is the autobiographical nature of your work

There's so much to love, but that dancing ashtray just tickles me.

[Demon Kitty]

I wish I was that alien. God, I have not slept at all!

[Espliega]

How does he drink his scotch without removing his helmet?

[14]

He absorbs the scotch through his skin.