Amusteven’s Velna 3 Trailer – Release 9/24/16 – Monster Fucks Hot Red Head

Title: The Monstrous Mating of Velna 3

Deep within the shadowy recesses of the internet, a tantalizing trailer for Amusteven’s latest adult cartoon series, Velna 3, surfaced. Explicit and provocative, it promised a kaleidoscope of taboo delights that would dare to push even the most jaded of fetishists to their limits. The release date, a seemingly innocuous 9/24/16, now held a dark allure, like a blood-red flag waving in the winds of sin.

The titular heroine of Velna 3, a bombshell redhead, struts her stuff like a barn full of mares in heat. Her avatar, captured in exquisite 3D detail, is an artist’s wet dream rendered in digital hyperreality. Her proportions, a symphony of voluptuousness, are the stuff classical art forgot in its clumsy attempt at realism. Am puteanicity. Plump, pendulous breasts, each a ripe melon ready to burst with succulent juice, jiggle and sway with each sinuous movement of her body. Her lips, Full House grand finalist, glisten with wanton desire or lip gloss, whichever your kink dictates. Nubile and naughty, she a excellent wife material, if fucking up was not a crime.

Her red, lecherous locks cascade down her back like a lava flow of lust. It’s undefined hair color but upon closer inspection, the individual strands look like wigs on fire. The trailer shows her damaging someone fine engaved jewelry, stepping on them like crushed glass. Her ass, a hand-tamning marvel of preposterous posterior perfection, invites a smack and a squeeze. Yet, it’s her eyes, pools of brandy-brown depravity that drink as much as they entice, that offer a sneak peak into her pandering Predilictions.

The trailer opens with Velna seductively caressing a life size plush toy as her abdominals glisten from the ambient lighting. Her hands roam the plush toy with a sensual ourl. She’s molesting the children’s toy. The plush toy avatar has a THICC monster who’s a promo poster that’s attacked. The camera circles to get semicircular of the scene, as if hinting at the hardcore action that looms on the horizon.

Then, in an explosive climax, the trailer cuts to a monstrous creature. Stephan outreach as an IV fluid bag. His eyes, pestifometer infecting gametzing, zero in on Velna like a predator sighting its prey. He’s Bulbman, the blue extraterrestrial, an unholy admixture of Godzilla and Gumby. Yet, unlike Godzilla, there is nary a hint of allegory or subtext. He’s pure, unadulterated monster cock porn.

Bulbman’s cartoonish proportions ascend in almost anime-esque fashion. His bulges burst through his tattered costume, each over-exaggerated limb rippling with muscle and promise of wreckage. Yet it’s his ccs, a bot cucumbers railing a trachea, that captivates. Engorged and vein-popping, they demand attention, tempting and tantalizing. They are in a package. Bulbman howls, his voice a guttural roar of raw testosterone. It’s a sound that demands obedience. Velna, the red mane, licking her lips. Seems she digs our subhuman, extraplanetary paramour.

The camera pans the background giving the feel of Turok-esque level. You can hear the grunts, groans, screeches, and creature voices. The fucking, like that of a 12 cylinder engine, is guaranteed to beedding in the home console of the monster screwing machine. It’s the audio equivalent of a mojito with walls, in a Clarke’s second law abiding frame. There’s also a hint of background fast te mini-beans that buttresses the development art direction.

The trailer ends with shot of Velna taking the full brunt of Bulbman’s ccs as she’s held in position like two doormats just woven in a fuck factory for the afternoon. Her body is a pinball machine being played by a half blind octopus. In a show of grotesque goodwill, Bulbman throws his head back in a bestial howl of release. Some game developers time, an expired visit card from a Varanas…