Lucy Fidelis modeled this “cover” to the Brenda-Pamela series after an old pulp novel cover. Works for me! I have made this image available in full resolution. Click to load or right-click to download.
Imagine if you will looking straight downward at the tentacle creature, from directly above that ominous siphon. More concept work by Rafael Suzarte, who has made any number of contributions here at Erotic Mad Science, the largest of which is the “silent” comic Beware the Asylum. If you like Rafael’s work, you can follow him on twitter at @suzarte_1 or support him on Patreon, as I do.
A group of scientists in hazmat suits confront a very strange something they have encountered in an abandoned factory.
This illustration is concept art for a screenplay I’ve been writing while in lockdown, called Auto-Icon. It’s work by Rafael Suzarte, who has made any number of contributions here at Erotic Mad Science, the largest of which is the “silent” comic Beware the Asylum. If you like Rafael’s work, you can follow him on twitter at @suzarte_1 or support him on Patreon, as I do.
Remember the Little Green Bastards? Well, thanks to Erosarts’s imMATURE Comics #5, they are back in a new adventure…an audit, in which they are required explain many things, but not all things.
Erosarts has graciously agreed to make this page available in high resolution: click to load or right-click to download.
The comic, which includes this story and two others, is available at DriveThruComics.com. It appears to be the site’s policy to tuck adult material behind a membership wall (membership by itself doesn’t cost anything). If you want to get to the landing page for this comic, you need to register at DriveThruComics.com, log in, click on the “Account” tab on the top of the page, click on “My Account Settings” down the page, and then check the “Adult” box, and then (and apparently only then) you can use use this link to get to the landing and order page for the comic.
It is a privilege and a pleasure to be able to announce the Erosarts, who has tirelessly illustrated the Tales of Gnosis College for almost a decade now, has recently put out some of his own work under the title imMATURE Comics, issue #5. There two remarkable new stories here, super-heavy on babes, bondage, and outright science fiction. To tease the first, “The Secretary,” a voluptuous young woman answers a want-ad for a secretarial position. Her rather unusual-looking employers subject her to a rather unusual job interview.
If you’re a reader of this site, I’ll be you want to see what happens next! Erosarts has graciously agreed to make this page available in high resolution: click to load or right-click to download.
The comic, which includes this story and two others, is available at DriveThruComics.com. It appears to be the site’s policy to tuck adult material behind a membership wall (membership by itself doesn’t cost anything). If you want to get to the landing page for this comic, you need to register at DriveThruComics.com, log in, click on the “Account” tab on the top of the page, click on “My Account Settings” down the page, and then check the “Adult” box, and then (and apparently only then) you can use use this link to get to the landing and order page for the comic.
A brief bit of inksGirls storytelling using an image sequence, the shrinking trope, and a touch of mad science. For post compactness I’ve arranged them in a slider. The original images can be found at inksGirls’s pixiv site.
In hopes of spreading a bit of additional happiness in these difficult times I’ll be running a few images by a new artist discovery from over the weekend, inksGirls, who has a definite feel for shrinking, mad science (or magic) and transformations. The image above is Bottled, an example of the tube girl meme, which you can find on the artist’s DeviantArt site. You can also follow inksGirls on twitter at @inksGirls and also pixiv as inksGirls. And if you like the art enough, please support inksGirls on Patreon as I do.
“Mary Lou Smith is my name and, being temporarilty out of work, I turned to the want ads. The ad in the paper looked innocent enough: ‘Wanted, a young girl to assist in scientific experimennts.'”
Thus opens a story called “Captives of the Scientists,” apparently originally published in 1954 by American fetish-meister Irving Klaw (1910-1966) and illustrated by an obscure artist known only as “Mario.” It has a very classic fetish look, and also, another early example of tube girls.
Mary Lou is in for one hell of a time. Our two lady mad scientists deal with one of her companions first.
The scientists weren’t satisfied with the results of the oxygen tests they tried out on Jane, so they created a large vacuum tube for another, more exhaustive test. The secured electrodes to Jane’s wrists, which extended through specially made slots in the sides, wired to recording instruments. Jane was placed in the center of the tube and made to stand on the very tips of her thigh-length, laced boots, while an effective oxygen mast was clamped over her nostrils and mouth, to provide air to keep her from suffocating.
I could only star in wonder, at the rapt attention the two scientists paid to their scientific readings, and I grudgingly paid them a silent compliment a their ingenuity in contriving all those complicated gadgets used in their experiments. I could not speak, for I too was bound and gagged with a contrivance of similar nature waiting for me to be placed in.
Then it’s Mary Lou’s turn (so to speak):
They had left off the boots on my costume, and i was glad of that, for the constricting lace boots were mighty uncomfortable after a period of time.
They finished with Jane and moved over to me to start their experiments anew. This time, they strapped me face down to a worm gear driven turn screw in the vacuum tube, with my arms, elbows, thighs, and legs strapped together. As the turn screw started, it gave me a not unpleasant sensation of floating on a cloud, as if I was in an airplane, but the speed quickened. I got a dizzy sensation and if the gag had not been secured tightly, I’d have felt my stomach turn inside out and make the throw up from nausea.
As I whirled around and around, I thought my end had come and, like a drowning person, my life seemed to flash past and in my mind I cursed myself for getting myself into such a dilemma.
The dizziness grew stronger as they turned up the speed, taking notes of my reactions and facial contortions. Just before i blacked ot an unconsciousness crept over me. I saw they will [sic] calmly were taking notes, watching me intently.