AI Art by DirtyMocchaBB -2

DirtyMocchaBB - Let Me Finish Reading This Book

As a seasoned, much decorated veteran, Tim was irked when his new Commander ordered him to wear skimpy shorts at all times while on duty. Reading through the Unit's Manual on Disciplinary Procedures, he began to understand why.

 

DirtyMocchaBB - No, Please Don't Pull My Pants Down

 It was an elite unit, so discipline on the base was tight. 

Dawson knew what to expect when he got back late from leave. 

The Guards seized any opportunity to practice their rope work,

 as a preliminary to questioning prisoners.

 

DirtyMocchaBB -You Can Keep Me Tied Up Like This

 Once they had a man restrained, the security squad was noted for its thoroughness, stripping the veneer of defiance from offenders. They didn't use kid gloves. In fact, they didn't use gloves at all, which were not deemed to be in keeping with the masculine ethos of the unit. Consequently, when drugs were suspected, not every one was keen to follow investigatory procedures to the letter.

 

see also the sequel at 'X' 

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - That Is Cutting It Too Close

Trained to resist severe interrogation and pain if captured, these elite soldiers were often drafted in the Army's own, sometimes fanciful, research programmes, as guinea pigs. Knowing how the Army treated their own men, they were never quite sure whether they'd get out with everything intact.

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - Doc help Me, I'm Getting Bigger

Another quest by the Army to develop 'Super Soldiers' using modified hormones was cancelled after it resulted in uncontrollable levels of fraternisation between the men in the barracks.  

 

The researchers were loath to sacrifice their work and took the opportunity to sell the formula on to illicit, civilian clinics. Unfortunately, the operatives there often lacked the necessary expertise in dosage, with predictable results.

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - Being A Doctor, I Love Hunky Men

Embarrassing rectification episodes frequently followed in more mainstream, (and supposedly reputable), medical establishments. 

 

Bikers are much misunderstood creatures, most of them are shy, silent types, not hell-raisers. Fond of the company of men but wary of women. So, when Jim's 'enhancement' went wrong, his embarrassment in front of the female Doctor was off the scale. 

 

Already a great looker, that trait made him even more attractive, especially to maternal ladies. But it did not attract much sympathy from this ultra-professional and slightly disreputable practitioner, not known to pass up an opportunity to see a man naked and nervous. 

 

I'm glad to say that this artist's fem-dom imagery does not feature scanty clothing or luscious seducers. 

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - Disgusting Behaviour, Shall I Strip You Here?

It has to be admitted, that some biker recipients of the faulty hormone therapy developed behaviour of a most regrettable nature,  in the worst traditions of 'shock 'em', antisocial activities - like riding their bikes into convent churches, for example. 

 

They were not the first men to discover that the so-called weaker sex often has hidden steel. Far from being upset and intimidated, the Nuns called the Police. The bikers were arrested by a female cop leading a specially set up shaming squad, who arrived complete with lights and camera to record the bikers' humiliations. Which were to be slowly stripped of their leathers and much else in front of their victims.

  

 

DirtyMocchaBB - The Biker's Convention

When the Biker's convention rolled into town with the usual cacophony of noisy, stuttering exhausts, the Women's Guild decided to take action. Squads of women, staked out the Hotels and targeted those men with particularly offensive behaviour.

 

A group of three hairy beasts were cornered in their room by stern old ladies and quickly turned into pussies. The bikers were forced to strip off their smelly leathers and don matching, red underpants. Then they had to crawl across the room to kiss their own boots, newly requisitioned by their elderly, lavender-scented tormentors. 

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB -Men Loving Another

While this mayhem was going on, two half-naked bikers escaped from their room and cowered in the showers, where they discovered mutual support mechanisms that would have risked them being booted out of their Club if any of their comrades had seen them.  

 

I find this image highly erotic. If the boots are cropped off, the pair morph into an artistic diving pair, sexily consoling each other after an 'off' dive.

 

  

DirtyMocchaBB -Please Let Me Go, I'll Do Anything

The police did nothing to intervene with the bikers, they were too busy with apprehending young, speeding motorists who were much easier to deal with than rampaging women and rowdy, motorcycle gangs. The younger generation could usually could be relied upon to compliantly provide innocent entertainment into the small hours before being released, without charge. 

 

DirtyMocchaBB -I Will Enjoy Taking Off Your Clothes And...

Most of these young men kept silent, knowing that an unsympathetic 'Serves you right' or an even worse (painful) fate awaited them if they revealed their indiscretions to their parents. 

Some Fathers who did learn of their son's sordid experiences, however, took exception and then revenge. Relatively innocent young cops on night patrol found themselves mysteriously targeted as surrogate examples and removed to a place of captivity without benefits. 

DirtyMocchaBB - I Love All That Fur On You

Some captive cops found their treatment at the hands of irate Fathers (and sometimes their sons too) less unpleasant than might have been expected. It was only afterwards when they realised there might have been cameras recording all their responses that they started to feel uncomfortable about it and anxious for their careers. 

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - A Kiss Is Just A Kiss

Maybe a kiss is just a kiss, but some kisses are more intense than others. This seemingly chance encounter between a muscle hunk, minding his own business and an opportunist passer-by, oozes with erotic appeal. An unlikely pair on the face of it, each feeling out the other, perhaps taking the first step into a passionate affair, as time goes by. The stereotyping is daring and very powerful. 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - Guess What's Coming Off Next

Room Service never used to be like this, but maybe I've been going to the wrong hotels! I wonder what else is on the menu? It looks like touching is 'off' tonight, but imagine having a cutie, bell boy stripping off for you in your bed. This is a marvellously understated image leaving the viewer to imagine how things will progress. 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - The Coach Enjoyed His Inspection

 

How To Get Into Tight Pants if you've got a big backside.
Get the coach to give you a hand, of course.
But unless you want to curry favour with him, 

be alert to his famous, underhand tactics.

 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - I Must Find The Secret Codes

This artist's work is sprinkled with really attractive, non-erotic images, like this one of a (hunky) adventurer seeking out a clue to an ancient, lost treasure in a dusty, old library. The atmosphere and colouring is terrific. The symbolism of the shaft of sunlight is a trifle corny, but great visually. 

 

DirtyMocchaBB - No-One Can free You From My Spell

The previous picture and its colouring co-ordinates nicely with this image that references the legendary genie in the lamp of '1001 Arabian Nights'. 

 

The neat twist here is that the servant of the lamp does not live inside it as some airy-fairy magical vapour, but is, in effect, the lamp's companion, guardian, lover even. In other images of this set, the servant has the lamp's sinuous spout in his mouth as if he is sucking it. 

 

It looks like a very valuable lamp, too. Is this the secret treasure the adventurer seeks, and if he finds it will he, too, become enslaved?  

 

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DirtyMocchaBB posts at Deviant Art 

'Working Late' revived

Mitchell - Working Late

Delighted to see StoneCrooze has transformed one of my drawings with AI at Deviant Art. My storyline was about a skinhead scallywag getting into an office late at night and being caught by an employee, who was working late. After the usual plea not to call the Police, human nature takes its course.

I've always been quite proud of the characterisations of the two men and the sinister lighting effects that imply an element of malicious enjoyment on the part of the spanker. The AI adaptation didn't quite capture that subtlety, but substituted two splendid hunks. 

 

StoneCrooze - Spotlight #4

In the AI version, the intruder is transformed from a skinhead scallywag into a rugby type with ginger hair and hairy ass, which is some way from my concept, but these are characteristics which I love just as much. The resigned, dozy look on his face is priceless. 

 

The AI version of the sadistic employee on the other hand is probably more believable than mine, albeit with the rather dull demeanour of a responsible adult than a wicked devil taking advantage of the opportunity of a lifetime.   

 

The new picture seems more like a Coach and player scenario, but that's perfectly OK. Thanks StoneCrooze!

 

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See also my mitchmen article on StoneCrooze 

 

There are several more variations at StoneCrooze (Deviant)  

Art by Briefcase 2

 Read Part 1 of this series

  If you had trouble finding the Briefcase silhouette images from Part 1 at pixiv, look on the last page of his illustration folders.

 

Briefcase - Lifeguard

 

This image is Briefcase's more usual style, a blend of cartoon exaggeration and genuine sensuality, with a good deal of added effects - dialogue, sound effects and reaction signals. The underlying image here is quite sexy, gaining from the Lifeguard connection. There's a pleasing innocence in the humour of pulling down a man's shorts, especially one who might be regarded as an authority figure in this location.

 

The picture leaves me curious about the speech bubbles. I dare say there's a 'wtf' equivalent in there, but it might also give us clues about motivations.

 

The caption here is mine. Briefcase calls it - Human-powered Happening (Another new kind of metamorphosis). I fear something got lost in the translation. I certainly did!

 

Briefcase - Camera Surveillance

Stripped of the comic elaboration, this image is a slow burner. The darker tones reflect its less jolly, voyeuristic nature. The subject is quite a hunk, but he cuts a lonely figure. Or is that wishful thinking? The jockstrap, carelessly encircling his ankle, suggests he might just have suffered a disappointing defeat.  

 

 

Briefcase - Lack of Nerves

You might attribute the same background of sporting defeat to this image too. A rugby player seeking solace in his bedding, rather noisily, by the look of it. Chunky men like this are Briefcase's forte. 

 

Another baffling caption, you can sometimes work these out by inverting the meaning. The artist explains that the sportsman's rubbing is making weird noises, so I guess the title might mean that he doesn't mind who hears him. Playing with that Japanese thing about modesty and shame.

 

I took the liberty of editing this image to remove a detail, top left seeking to show the lurid undercover detail, not entirely successfully. You can find the full image at the link given at the foot of this post. 

 

 

Briefcase - Marine Day (National Holiday)

 

This example of cheery chunkiness seems to exemplify the opposite idea to shame - being out, happy and proud in your own body. A great ad for chubbies (and gingers). And, by the way, a great example of how sexy Speedo-style, swimming trunks can be, regardless of who is wearing them. 

 

The naughty dribble is an unusual modern example of hidden eroticism. Somewhat redundant, in view of the fully detailed projection! There's another example in the cleverly disguised, discharge arrangements in the previous image. See label at the foot of the post for more examples.

 

 

Briefcase - Just (Barely) OK

The erotic qualities of moderate chunkiness and tight-fitting clothes lie at the core of this image, too. It stands up as sexy without any explanation, but looks like a well-built footballer struggling to remove his tight, clinging pants. Possibly rubber ones, which might explain the sound effects as squeaking. The colour co-ordination adds a 'team' ingredient to an image that might otherwise seem humdrum. The gratuitous bulge between his thighs is a nice bonus.

Briefcase's captions here are exceptionally puzzling, though perhaps not if you can read the speech bubbles. His sub-caption reads, "I think he wanted to do some kind of sailor suit for a married woman". As Manuel would say, "Que?"

Briefcase - Last Train

A few years ago, I did a post called 'I'm On The Train!', about captives being transported en-masse. Since then, the wearing of shorts on hot trains has sparked an entirely different interest in rail travellers. A veritable industry of voyeuristic snapshots of fit, male commuters. This picture, though shortless, is in the same vein. It's part of a triptych, of which this is number 2, the final showdown being inadmissible in this blog!

  

Briefcase - The Mystery of the Forc

 

This is the inverse situation, where a traveller (in shorts, this time) has developed an inconvenient arousal, probably from staring at that young man opposite, sprawling open-legged in Lycra shorts which leave little to the imagination. This is number three of another triptych showing the embarrassing outcome. The gritted teeth, clenched fists and pressing together of knees has failed to prevent a surge of wetness and uncontrollable shudders - great observation!    

 

I understand the mystery bit in the title, but 'Forc'? No.

A misspelling of force, maybe.  

 

Briefcase - Firing All The Bullets

In this 6-image story, an older man (with a still-youthful physique) grapples with the same unquenchable urge before stripping off and letting nature do what it wants to do. As the title suggests, he's not lost his endurance with advancing age, an achievement that has its downside when you're in a hurry. All too soon, he is summoned back to his chores (above). It's another nicely observed and wry piece of humour with a refreshingly different protagonist. 

 

Briefcase - Living Shame Wedding Suit

The shamefulness of wearing revealing clothing in public seems to have more bite in Japan than the western world, where it doesn't really have the power to shock any more. Still, turning up for a wedding dressed like this might raise a few eyebrows amongst some of the congregation - and itchy hands amongst the rest. This smug celebrant clearly doesn't care.

  

The artist titled this as Living Shame Wedding Dress, which I adjusted to skirt round the fem ambiguities in English.

 

 

Briefcase - On Stage

 

There's an explicit fem crossover in this item, highlighted by the wearing of pink nipple covers (I don't know the technical term). Despite being showered with money for his performance, the Bunny Boy looks extremely embarrassed. We can only wonder how he was persuaded to do it. An example perhaps of one shameful act being used to force him into another. At least his outfit doesn't expose his bottom half to gropers in the audience, like the female equivalents do.

 

 

Briefcase - Experimental

This artist doesn't do bondage or medical scenarios, but this intriguing, fetus-like image is a decent substitute. I've done my own water tank images* in the past, but always feel obliged to make some provision for breathing. Perhaps that tube behind him does that, but it looks as if it's connected to an entirely different orifice! AI eh?

 

*see also Swimmers Preserved 

Briefcase - Undressing

 

This is part of an eight image series in which a man undresses with a sour expression on his face that suggests he isn't doing it willingly. It's left to the observer to imagine why he has to do it. An examination? A search? Or something more sinister? The conventional white underpants might be clue as to why he's so unhappy about it.   

 

Briefcase - Soaked in a Shower

 Raincoats ain't what they used to be! We've all experienced that feeling of returning home with clammy wet clothing after being caught out in a shower. It's the wet, clingy jeans that annoy me. A feeling which in other circumstances I might quite enjoy! 

Briefcase catches the moment of reaching home, when things can be undone and the laborious task of stripping begun. The bedraggled hair, translucent T-shirt and damp briefs (dripping with rainwater?) create a great sight for onlookers, but they are unlikely to get much time to enjoy them! 

Of course there's more to reveal and the viewpoint the artist has used plays to our voyeurism. I love the spotlight on the subject's briefs!

 

Briefcase - End of Tour

 This looks like a similar situation at first sight with its hasty shedding of clothes and wet skin. There are other explanations, though. Briefcase's subtitle - 'Ah, it's over and done with' - doesn't quite explain away the more salacious ones.

Duos are quite unusual in this artist's pictures, and so are narrative scenes like this. There are some nice shorts on show here. Why do laces suggest easy access when the reverse is usually the case? I like, too, the idea of the soldiers keeping on their helmets while they do whatever they are doing.

*The tattered shorts on the left are reminiscent of those cartoons in 60s UK tabloids, which were based round a group of standard stereotypes. The castaway (usually stranded on a 1-metre diameter island with a solitary palm tree) and the bearded prisoner, dangling by his wrists, feet off the ground, in his tiny cell were nearly always clad in tattered shorts like these!

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 Read Part 1 of this series 

This artist's website is Briefcase on pixiv

If you are unfamiliar with pixiv, the thumbnails on the 'all-works' page link to posts containing one or more images. With this artist, some of these posts contain a variety of images which don't all match the thumbnail. If you want to quickly track down a particular image posted in my article, download it to obtain the pixiv id, then at pixiv display a random image and replace its id with the one you are looking for.

Recent art by Hongd542

Captive

This muscular man is being held prisoner. He's been stripped to his underpants and ritualistically tied up in shibari-style rope work. A bare topped captor silences his protests. The sun streaming in through the window cruelly mocks his captivity. An array of instruments in the background suggest other torments lie ahead.

 

Cop

A cop in his office pauses from his paperwork for a coffee (product placement!) and a snack. He, too, is mightily muscular, filling out his uniform with every part of his body. Tight enough to show us that he isn't wearing any underwear. Some Offices have that as a rule. The doughnut he's nibbling provokes ribald comments about licking tasty rings from his colleagues. 

 

He might easily be the captive of image 1.

 

Convict

It's easy to visualise him as a prisoner. Restrained with handcuffs, forced to wear the humiliating stripes of a convicted felon and made to submit to intrusive searches at the whim of his jailers. His resentment is apparent, but futile. They will have their way. 

 

Victim

It's even harder, out there on the streets. Danger lurks in every alleyway, and even a street-wise man can fall foul of what lurks there, waiting for an opportunity to sate its lust. 

 

Sportsman

 The sports field should be a place of refuge from the world's evils, a place of relaxing, healthy exercise. But even there, a muscular man is at risk. Teams bend the rules, ostensibly to be the winners, but no sporting triumph can beat the thrill of scoring in the goal that lies hidden in every opponent's shorts.

 

Locker Room Lollipop

As the Cop with his doughnut discovered, things that melt in the mouth can stoke an appetite for savoury treats. There's no shortage of men eager to give them instruction in the locker rooms. It's not only narcotics that get you hooked.

 

Fetish Date

The discipline of team sport is good preparation for the rigours and training for formal servitude. Every journey begins with the first step, but this hunk can scarcely have imagined where that lollipop and curiosity would lead him. 

Juicy Fruits

Temptation abounds in every profession. Stoked by unscrupulous employers who impose quick-release uniforms on their workers. They are designed to assert their power over them - and, by a happy coincidence, satisfy their tastes for eye candy of the masculine kind.  

 

Underwear Inspection in the Army

It's no different in the army. The uniform is prescribed and regularly inspected. Even a soldier's underwear is inspected periodically to make sure it is clean and without creases. The Sergeant thinks it helps with unit bonding.

 

See also 'Peacekeeper' at 'X' 

 

 

Office Boss

Some Offices make their employees wear shorts. In this one, the roles are reversed on 'Dressing Down Friday', with the workers finding skimpy shorts for the Boss to wear and showing him what it's like to be the underling. It's all taken in good spirit usually but, as with any Office 'do', it's wiser to not drain his patience completely. 

 

 

Office Suspension

For those that go too far, there's Suspension Saturday. This happens quite often to employees who happen to be good-looking. They can't show their contrition by writing out lines, of course. Instead, the Boss comes in to see them when he thinks they've had enough and extracts whatever he wants from them on the spot.

 

Office Dicktation

Men with exceptional credentials and malleability may even get promoted to be the head honcho's PA. Their duties mainly involve looking hot when doing the filing and sitting on the bosses knee to take his dicktation. Little extras in their pay packets are their reward for allowing access to their play packets. There's also a bondage bonus if they have to stay late for 'over the knee' overtime. He doesn't take no for an answer. 

 

 

Office Primer

 Some new employees find this culture difficult to adjust to, but primer courses are helpfully provided for promising entrants. In the privacy of the medical centre, they are shown what will be expected of them and how to make the most profitable use of their natural abilities. They are also taught some unnatural ones that might come in useful, too. It's a hard and sweaty induction.

 

 

Milking Medic

The highly experienced medical staff are well-equipped to allay their patients' anxieties about the sometimes-invasive procedures. Their expertise always gets the best out of their charges, who leave exhausted and drained, but with happy memories. 

 

 

Office Restroom

 The pressures and tensions of such jobs are enough to drive any red-blooded male to seek respite in the restrooms. There they can find relief - if one of their equally-aroused colleagues doesn't find it for them first.

 

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This is Part 5 of my series about Hongd542's AI art,
Earlier articles: Part 1 contains onward links through to Part 4

Hongd542 posts enormous quantities of art and surprisingly rude versions of his images at his Hongd542 Deviant Art site 

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Sam was pretty nervous about his job interview. It was a really good opportunity and he didn't want to mess this one up. Having to wear short trousers for it didn't help. He always thought they were looking at his bare legs and judging him. It was silly, of course, all men under 30 had to wear short trousers these days* for virtually everything. And they had to be very short trousers too. It felt no different this time. The interviewer hardly looked at his face. Sam was so relieved when it ended. He was convinced that he had failed to get the job, but he got a surprise. 

 

  "Congratulations Sam, you've got the job!" the interviewer said, still looking at his legs.

"Your credentials are absolutely perfect". 

 

To Sam's surprise, they exchanged polite, celebratory kisses.

 He realised then, that work life was not going to be what he had expected. 

 

*I have a running, fantasy thing about grown men having to wear tight schoolboy shorts for work. 

And having to suffer the consequences! 

See my 'makemenwearshorts' images at 'X'  

 

 

 

On his first day at work, Sam felt excited. He squeezed into his best short trousers which he now thought of as being his lucky pants. His new boss had been really friendly at the interview and he looked forward to working for him. He hadn't been there very long, settling into his desk, when the boss called him in and asked him if he could take dictation. 

 

Sam explained sheepishly that didn't know what that was. 

"It's very simple" the boss explained, smiling at his naivety.

 "You just sit on my knee and write down what I say" 

 

"Can't I just sit on a chair?"  Sam said. "That would be more comfortable"

 "I suppose so, as it's your first day", his Boss agreed, looking disappointed.

 "I'll have to send you on a course, so you can learn to take shorthand". 

 

Sam wasn't sure he wanted to take shorthand, it sounded painful.

 

The boss just smiled at him, benignly, he came and knelt by Sam's seat.

"Tell you what" he said. "If you don't want to sit on my knee to take dictation,

Can I sit on yours, instead?" 

 

I suppose shorthand dicktation dates me, but it was a very useful skill at one time!

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