

Corpulex 7He held it up to the light, admiring the formula's amber hue. Floating inside that small glass bottle, glistening in those few ounces of fluid, were fifteen years of his life. Fifteen long years, that's how long it had taken him to perfect Corpulex 7. He carefully put the bottle in a special container in his briefcase and took one last look around his laboratory. The university board had stripped him of his title as research specialist, taken his lab away from him, and tried to relegate him to instructing the banausic masses of adolescent neophytes who had no inkling of the true artistry required to create pharmaceuticals. Refusing to cast hiCorpulex 7
I just wanted to post a comment here telling you how much I appreciate all the truly stellar work you've produced over the years. I've been a fan from way back and I must say that whether you're working with the illustrated or prose formats, your stuff has always been great! In fact your work, as well as Bigggie's, has been a major inspiration for me to write my own WG related stories.
Don't let the recent naysayers get you down, you're work is truly awe-inspiring for the people who "get it".
I thank you for the many years of great work you have provided to people such as I! Take care!
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Who the hell do you think you are?
This abuse of the female form to fit your perversion is far past grotesque.
And by the way, no abuse of actual women takes place here. Or do you somehow believe all drawn images come to life when you close your browser?
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Fractallographer since 1986
Did I say women? I said the female form, did I not?
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I consider myself a "normal" FA.
I also suggest you take your efforts at changing people into mindless clones of your ideals elsewhere.
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Fractallographer since 1986
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