Jungle Fever - Patreon Pin-Up (Patreon)

Tombs may be her specialty, but Lara has been through more than her fair share of jungles. She'd spent nearly three days searching for any sign of a remnant civilization, but the sheer vastness of the Amazon meant that much of it's footprint had not been fully explored. Suddenly, Lara felt a pinprick of pain at the back of her neck. She slapped her hand against her neck, expecting a mosquito, but instead she pulled out a small, barbed blowdart. The dart had small yellow feathers fletched to the shaft, and it seemed to be coated in a pink, slick substance. Lara felt a tingling sensation spread through her body, emanating from the pinprick, and her vision fluttered in and out before she fell unconscious. She awoke a few minutes later, and as she pushed herself off the wet jungle floor, her entire body erupted in sensations. It was as if her nerves were on overdrive, each sensation magnified ten times over. She sat down heavy, her breath labored and sweat dripping from her forehead. Blinking the sweat out of her eyes, she went to unbuckle her backpack that was feeling tight against her chest. She tried to unclip the buckle, but it seemed to be stuck and digging into her chest. With both hands, she pulled the straps to relieve tension and unbuckled the harness with a satisfying click. She sighed in relief as the sensation faded, and then looked down to look in her backpack, but she suddenly stopped. Her chest seemed...larger? With a tentative hand, she cupped a breast, feeling the flesh overflow in her palm. With a sudden surge, she felt her breasts swell. She felt her teal top tighten against her chest, nipples pressing through the distressed fabric. Each swell was accompanied with a rush of pleasure and an onslaught of sensations. Eager to be free, her body began to grow, muscle fibers proliferating and her slender frame growing taller and taller. Her shorts held out longer than expected, but they too soon tore as her thighs and ass swelled. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she was bombarded with pleasure, each pulse sending waves upon waves through her body. With a final surge, her breasts broke free of her tank top, the damp Amazon air hanging on her enlarged nipples. With a gasp, Lara stood, her shoes split and clothes tattered. Her leather belt and holsters managed to survive the growth, but dug into her swollen flesh. Standing at well over 10 feet, the Tomb Raider found herself more lost than before, but with plenty more to explore. 

Here's the Patreon Pin-Up for April, suggested by Just Ice! I was able to reuse a bunch of assets from the Pharah animation, but I added a bit more atmosphere and did a bunch of color correction with the compositor. I feel like this came out better than the previous Lara sequence, but I still need to work out the rips and tears so seem more fabric-like. I'm thinking I can probably use an alpha mask of actual torn fabric to cut out parts of the clothing, but the UVs wouldn't match as well. When I have a bit more time I'll probably try this out again, but I've got a few other things to finish up first!