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Caine Nines

@cainenines

Living Rubber in Xolodog form | Alpha Pup | πŸ”žNo minorsπŸ”ž

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art of brown dog being consumed with goo

art of brown dog being consumed with goo

art of brown dog being consumed with goo

art of brown dog being consumed with goo

Looks like @cainenines.bsky.social got stuck in some goo ;)

fun practice sketch I made as a gift ^^ #furryart #latexfur

05.03.2026 21:03 πŸ‘ 29 πŸ” 2 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Oh my. He looks like me!

28.02.2026 02:41 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 1 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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CW: needles, pseudo-medical environment

TF sequence for ranzarlo on FA!!

20.02.2026 17:27 πŸ‘ 233 πŸ” 54 πŸ’¬ 6 πŸ“Œ 0

Woof

12.02.2026 22:38 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 1 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Big honor that you think so

12.02.2026 22:37 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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for the very handsome @cainenines.bsky.social who perhaps got his beautiful golden chain mixed up with something belonging to a beautiful shiny jester~

oh well, black and white rubber is always in style :3

11.02.2026 17:36 πŸ‘ 280 πŸ” 63 πŸ’¬ 7 πŸ“Œ 0
The image depicts a goo pitbull breaking through a glass tube, reaching his hand towards the camera, while the tube barely contains the amount of goo slowly filling it.

The image depicts a goo pitbull breaking through a glass tube, reaching his hand towards the camera, while the tube barely contains the amount of goo slowly filling it.

Oh, no!
Looks like you might need a thicker glass layer to cover all this goo!

Not that you will have time to contain it, though.

[Commission for @cainenines.bsky.social]
#nsfw #nsfwart #furry #nsfwfurry

07.02.2026 20:40 πŸ‘ 106 πŸ” 25 πŸ’¬ 2 πŸ“Œ 0

Love the colors

26.12.2025 01:24 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Would love to see more mini sequence options. Ones where it shows the complete takeover after the mid bonding scene

07.12.2025 13:52 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

I need to find one of these

30.11.2025 17:19 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Love your style bro

27.11.2025 08:14 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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Gel eyeliner, the kind in the pot. It lets you hit the waterline and paint the lid and surrounding area

02.11.2025 17:59 πŸ‘ 8 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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Join us bro~ [SFW Version]

Ych comm for @cainenines.bsky.social

31.10.2025 17:34 πŸ‘ 1891 πŸ” 371 πŸ’¬ 9 πŸ“Œ 2

Hell yeh bro we'll look perfect mixed

17.10.2025 21:50 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

When we doin it?

17.10.2025 21:45 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

Would love to get a takeover sequence with this

22.09.2025 19:50 πŸ‘ 2 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Hey there! Big fan of your style for fursuits. Any plans to do another dog full suit any time soon?

19.09.2025 00:48 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Any way to keep the suit on longer then without it coming off? 😈

09.09.2025 12:40 πŸ‘ 3 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

What happens if you just keep the candle burning?

09.09.2025 03:34 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0

I volunteer to be Xolotl

09.09.2025 03:32 πŸ‘ 0 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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Occult Cat Toy Suit sequence
the toy suit will release the host when the flame of the candle tail burns out

30.08.2025 11:15 πŸ‘ 355 πŸ” 82 πŸ’¬ 7 πŸ“Œ 1

I'm pulling for the snake. I know I'd love to put that one on

21.08.2025 22:45 πŸ‘ 4 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

What happens when they all start to meet together when spreading?

21.08.2025 22:21 πŸ‘ 3 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 1 πŸ“Œ 0
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Completed Orca Drone YCH for @cainenines.bsky.social
Orca drone suit pattern by @darkwitt.bsky.social

Still taking orders for Orca Drone YCHs, if you are interested, just send me a DM ^^

12.08.2025 01:45 πŸ‘ 53 πŸ” 12 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0
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@cainenines.bsky.social has been in the pandad's sights for a while, and post workout, it was nice and warmed up for them to slip in and make themself at home... [comm]

12.08.2025 21:38 πŸ‘ 609 πŸ” 107 πŸ’¬ 18 πŸ“Œ 0
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COM - Civix returns
Picture for @darkwitt.bsky.social and @cainenines.bsky.social

Check out the full story at https://www.furaffinity.net/user/Darkwitt

06.08.2025 01:54 πŸ‘ 436 πŸ” 102 πŸ’¬ 3 πŸ“Œ 1
An idealogue is a fictional entity. One that lives withing the conceptual of our stories. Perhaps a crush. perhaps a stereotype. We all have one we desperately wish were real.

Civix was merely that for a long time. But as Jadir experimented more and more with his stable of characters for his hypnotic storytelling, Civix grew a mind of his own within his own ficiton. each time he wove a thin thread within Jadir's own mind. Gradually compelling him to push further and further.

Because Civix craved a host. One that would fit his body type, his demeanor. Fit his mind like a glove eager to slip into every corner.

Unbeknownst to Jadir, Civix's little programming kept an eye out. inspiring. encouraging until finally he found him.

Caine was a natural performer, the big guy in the room, unafraid to get aggressive. jadir normally enjoyed the dichotomy of turning someone meek and scrawny into a big threatening guy. But for some reason, he needed it. Needed something that would last longer. So why go against the grain? Why not go with it?

The crowd went wild as he excused himself to drain the little xolo. a perfect opportunity for some privacy, and a makeover.

As Jadir hissed, Caine spun round just in time to feel the coil slam into him. shoving him back into the bathroom.

"Hey what the FUCK?! he cried out. feeling the coil squeeze. he knew this was bad. trapped in a snake's coils, it was important to recall what Mr. Safety Mongoose taught everyone when they were young: when trapped in the coils of a massive snake, keep your eyes closed, or a slave they will make!

As he wrenched them shut, the Naga laughed. Oh they always think he'd go for the eyes.

An idealogue is a fictional entity. One that lives withing the conceptual of our stories. Perhaps a crush. perhaps a stereotype. We all have one we desperately wish were real. Civix was merely that for a long time. But as Jadir experimented more and more with his stable of characters for his hypnotic storytelling, Civix grew a mind of his own within his own ficiton. each time he wove a thin thread within Jadir's own mind. Gradually compelling him to push further and further. Because Civix craved a host. One that would fit his body type, his demeanor. Fit his mind like a glove eager to slip into every corner. Unbeknownst to Jadir, Civix's little programming kept an eye out. inspiring. encouraging until finally he found him. Caine was a natural performer, the big guy in the room, unafraid to get aggressive. jadir normally enjoyed the dichotomy of turning someone meek and scrawny into a big threatening guy. But for some reason, he needed it. Needed something that would last longer. So why go against the grain? Why not go with it? The crowd went wild as he excused himself to drain the little xolo. a perfect opportunity for some privacy, and a makeover. As Jadir hissed, Caine spun round just in time to feel the coil slam into him. shoving him back into the bathroom. "Hey what the FUCK?! he cried out. feeling the coil squeeze. he knew this was bad. trapped in a snake's coils, it was important to recall what Mr. Safety Mongoose taught everyone when they were young: when trapped in the coils of a massive snake, keep your eyes closed, or a slave they will make! As he wrenched them shut, the Naga laughed. Oh they always think he'd go for the eyes.

He opened his eyes, there was no threat of losing his mind with a naga that hid his behind some visor. Jadir didn't need to 'see'. he felt him thanks to the visor. felt the room. felt the possibilities that could be with just an adjustment. The dog had been used to grabby fans. but to attract a Naga was dangerous. They had a habit of insisting celebrities were just charms waiting to be claimed in a menagerie. Caine growled.

"Look man there's about three hundred people out there chanting my name that knows I came in here, I'm bullet proof."

But Jadir didn't hear him. There is an impulse deep within a Naga Lord that compels them at their most worked up. a need for order. a need for control. A hunger that urges them on like quivering fingers around a stress ball knowing it was designed to be squeezed. and squeeze he shall. His tongue flicked out. The small thread that was in the bigger snake's mind was weaving a quilt and coating his brain in it. He had enough of small fries playing out his fantasy. This time it would take root. This time it would settle in.

"What a shame to see ssssuch a talented doggy squander all that charisma. Why drink in adoration when you can be making them into something USEFUL?"

"You can forget it man. I'm not gonna be a thrall for you!"

"Well we can do something about that. Mmmmh Yes. I know jussst the role. Don't look so shocked. you're a performer. So... ACT LIKE ONE."

The sound waves pulsed, and it assaulted Caine like he stood too close to a subwoofer. he couldn't hear himself think. couldn't realize anything as the back wall vibrated with such intensity, he couldn't see where he was. He couldn't remember what his internal monologue sounded like. Everything shook. and all he could do was sit in the coils transfixed. Frozen until reality settled down long enough for him to focus.
FULL STORY ON FA.

He opened his eyes, there was no threat of losing his mind with a naga that hid his behind some visor. Jadir didn't need to 'see'. he felt him thanks to the visor. felt the room. felt the possibilities that could be with just an adjustment. The dog had been used to grabby fans. but to attract a Naga was dangerous. They had a habit of insisting celebrities were just charms waiting to be claimed in a menagerie. Caine growled. "Look man there's about three hundred people out there chanting my name that knows I came in here, I'm bullet proof." But Jadir didn't hear him. There is an impulse deep within a Naga Lord that compels them at their most worked up. a need for order. a need for control. A hunger that urges them on like quivering fingers around a stress ball knowing it was designed to be squeezed. and squeeze he shall. His tongue flicked out. The small thread that was in the bigger snake's mind was weaving a quilt and coating his brain in it. He had enough of small fries playing out his fantasy. This time it would take root. This time it would settle in. "What a shame to see ssssuch a talented doggy squander all that charisma. Why drink in adoration when you can be making them into something USEFUL?" "You can forget it man. I'm not gonna be a thrall for you!" "Well we can do something about that. Mmmmh Yes. I know jussst the role. Don't look so shocked. you're a performer. So... ACT LIKE ONE." The sound waves pulsed, and it assaulted Caine like he stood too close to a subwoofer. he couldn't hear himself think. couldn't realize anything as the back wall vibrated with such intensity, he couldn't see where he was. He couldn't remember what his internal monologue sounded like. Everything shook. and all he could do was sit in the coils transfixed. Frozen until reality settled down long enough for him to focus. FULL STORY ON FA.

Civix drooled, the process never got old to reassert his identity back into place. The host questioned the alien sensation but it was dashed aside because of course he had done this before. The Naga quivered and moaned pleasantly between narrations, he was so worked up he wanted to drill deeper into the dog's Lizard's brain.

"He was Master's dedicated trainer. A force of nature in his urge for conquest personified. Master sculpted him well. It didn't matter what the Master wanted. A cocky dragon, a bookish skunk librarian, a militant jackal, a literal clone of his trainer, Civix would provide. His sexuality was defined by the Master's whims. anything the master was allured to, Civix would make real. " Jadir was almost falling over his own words, quaking as the purple swelled into existence over his growing pecs. massive piercings that Civix always had and only ached because he was feeling that urge to obey. The Master's Black mark forming on his shoulder to leave room for the massive harness squeezing his chest tight. he puffed up tighter. pressing his nipples against the naga, as the voice came...

"m...More..." it was unsure. lacking confidence. Like it felt alien in his throat. But Jadir understood it.

"He....He felt the pride coursing through him. Urging him to be the commanding presence in the Room. there were few that had authority over him, but those that were were treated as an absolute sovereign."

The dreads swelled into existence, one of them thicker than one of his fan's wrists, cascading down his shoulders, cool to the touch, his body felt slick, as if there was a glossy polish he naturally produced that made it had to grip onto anything if he wanted.

"MORE." his deepening voice growled. The Naga quivered. He had never felt quite like this, dominated by one of his own characters urging a story be made real. He only felt it with his Master before but... what was happening? 

FULL STORY ON FA

Civix drooled, the process never got old to reassert his identity back into place. The host questioned the alien sensation but it was dashed aside because of course he had done this before. The Naga quivered and moaned pleasantly between narrations, he was so worked up he wanted to drill deeper into the dog's Lizard's brain. "He was Master's dedicated trainer. A force of nature in his urge for conquest personified. Master sculpted him well. It didn't matter what the Master wanted. A cocky dragon, a bookish skunk librarian, a militant jackal, a literal clone of his trainer, Civix would provide. His sexuality was defined by the Master's whims. anything the master was allured to, Civix would make real. " Jadir was almost falling over his own words, quaking as the purple swelled into existence over his growing pecs. massive piercings that Civix always had and only ached because he was feeling that urge to obey. The Master's Black mark forming on his shoulder to leave room for the massive harness squeezing his chest tight. he puffed up tighter. pressing his nipples against the naga, as the voice came... "m...More..." it was unsure. lacking confidence. Like it felt alien in his throat. But Jadir understood it. "He....He felt the pride coursing through him. Urging him to be the commanding presence in the Room. there were few that had authority over him, but those that were were treated as an absolute sovereign." The dreads swelled into existence, one of them thicker than one of his fan's wrists, cascading down his shoulders, cool to the touch, his body felt slick, as if there was a glossy polish he naturally produced that made it had to grip onto anything if he wanted. "MORE." his deepening voice growled. The Naga quivered. He had never felt quite like this, dominated by one of his own characters urging a story be made real. He only felt it with his Master before but... what was happening? FULL STORY ON FA

"ROOOOOAAR!" Civix Roared out. Flexing his arms over his head in triumph and delight. It worked. Civix was real. Civix was conditioned to train. Civix felt the urge to obey and train course through his veins like it was more important than food or sex. He pulsed. staring back at the Naga with a savage grin laced with intent.

"There. How do we feel~?" Jadir Rumbled as his coils unraveled around the massive beast. The hulking lizard snapped to a crisp salute. Slapping his heels together in a way that made a dull thud. His voice was deep, rumbled with almost as much bass as Jadir's subwoofers.

"MY NAME IS CIVIX AND I AM A TRAINER. SLAVES MUST BE HELD WITH A TIGHT LEASH AND A TIGHTER GRIP ON THEIR THOUGHTS. FREE WILL MUST BE MYTHOLOGIZED. OBEDIENCE EVANGELIZED. RESISTANCE BOWDLERIZED."


"hhh-h ohh goodness. Wow. I've truly outdone myself." Jadir said. The very words almost compelled him to salute as well. It was like a commanding officer's presence urging him to exemplify all he was saying. The Lizard pressed up tighter. the pearly whites of his bear trap like jaw reflected the naga's face as he beamed.

"IDLE HANDS WITHOUT A REGIMEN MUST BE FED ONE. ALL YIELD TO THE MARCH, THE MANTRA, THE MANDATE." He was demanding to be let out to the rest of the dungeon. The stage was erased thoroughly from his mind. his voice was not sore from a set. He had finished cultivating a dedicated detachment of utterly brainwashed slaves. and the next line was due. Jadir quivered. This might be too visible a venue. He started to speak.

"Civix, I'm quite satisfied with your training here. but let's return to the Master's facilities for further orders~." he knew dropping the Master's name would be plenty to incentivize civix. but the lizard's grin quivered with impish delight.

"THERE ARE NO FREE THOUGHTS IN THIS HALLOWED DUNGEON. ONLY MASTER'S WILL COURSES THROUGH US. WE ARE CONDITIONED TO ENSURE EVERY INCH OF THEIR MINDS ARE THOROUGHLY TRAINED."

FULL STORY ON FA.

"ROOOOOAAR!" Civix Roared out. Flexing his arms over his head in triumph and delight. It worked. Civix was real. Civix was conditioned to train. Civix felt the urge to obey and train course through his veins like it was more important than food or sex. He pulsed. staring back at the Naga with a savage grin laced with intent. "There. How do we feel~?" Jadir Rumbled as his coils unraveled around the massive beast. The hulking lizard snapped to a crisp salute. Slapping his heels together in a way that made a dull thud. His voice was deep, rumbled with almost as much bass as Jadir's subwoofers. "MY NAME IS CIVIX AND I AM A TRAINER. SLAVES MUST BE HELD WITH A TIGHT LEASH AND A TIGHTER GRIP ON THEIR THOUGHTS. FREE WILL MUST BE MYTHOLOGIZED. OBEDIENCE EVANGELIZED. RESISTANCE BOWDLERIZED." "hhh-h ohh goodness. Wow. I've truly outdone myself." Jadir said. The very words almost compelled him to salute as well. It was like a commanding officer's presence urging him to exemplify all he was saying. The Lizard pressed up tighter. the pearly whites of his bear trap like jaw reflected the naga's face as he beamed. "IDLE HANDS WITHOUT A REGIMEN MUST BE FED ONE. ALL YIELD TO THE MARCH, THE MANTRA, THE MANDATE." He was demanding to be let out to the rest of the dungeon. The stage was erased thoroughly from his mind. his voice was not sore from a set. He had finished cultivating a dedicated detachment of utterly brainwashed slaves. and the next line was due. Jadir quivered. This might be too visible a venue. He started to speak. "Civix, I'm quite satisfied with your training here. but let's return to the Master's facilities for further orders~." he knew dropping the Master's name would be plenty to incentivize civix. but the lizard's grin quivered with impish delight. "THERE ARE NO FREE THOUGHTS IN THIS HALLOWED DUNGEON. ONLY MASTER'S WILL COURSES THROUGH US. WE ARE CONDITIONED TO ENSURE EVERY INCH OF THEIR MINDS ARE THOROUGHLY TRAINED." FULL STORY ON FA.

@tiranmaster.bsky.social 's been compelled to make Civix into something far more tactile than the character he had always been. And Now @cainenines.bsky.social is slated to settle in as the host for the identity. Full Story at furaffinity.net/user/darkwitt
Art by @silverdragon94.bsky.social

03.08.2025 22:04 πŸ‘ 305 πŸ” 76 πŸ’¬ 2 πŸ“Œ 0

Omg that's too cute

04.08.2025 03:00 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Hell yeh a fellow Xolo bro

09.07.2025 22:43 πŸ‘ 3 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0

Would love to orca out!

30.06.2025 01:31 πŸ‘ 1 πŸ” 0 πŸ’¬ 0 πŸ“Œ 0