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Jungle party [HQ]

Leto had a fresh, ripe, shiny tomato in her hand when she saw a familiar face walking down the same aisle she was in. Was that...?

"I can't believe I found you here! Epona's cousin and best friend. How are you?"

"Hey, Karissa! Long time no see!" Leto wasn't that close to Karissa in high school. "I'm cool. You?"

They exchanged a couple of news from their personal lives. Karissa was married to a guy she met in college. She knew the whereabouts of John, Kathleen, and everyone else from their class except for Thomas. Did she know Thomasin had transitioned? Leto wasn't sure, but Karissa's initial words echoed inside Leto's mind. Epona was much more than a cousin and best friend back in the day. Karissa was, like everyone else, trying to keep the past safely, well, in the past. Her words faded into the background like white noise. Leto dropped the tomato on the supermarket floor.

"I, uh... How clumsy of me..." She said.

"So, I was telling you about the party we're planning at Kathleen's place. You're welcome to join us too! It's going to be a jungle party. Rawr!”

A jungle party, she said, and then winked. The days passed. Leto wasn’t aware that Karissa was hinting at what kind of party that one would be. It wasn’t a big party. It wouldn’t be wise to throw an orgy for more people than a reasonably small group of friends, but Kathleen expected everyone to attend, and she wanted them to have fun.

“I want them to have fun,” she said to no one.

Kathleen had a beautiful garden in her backyard, but she made sure the party took place by the trees and decorated everything so it would be comfortable for her beastly guests. There was always food, booze, and lube at hand. Kathleen was dressed as a typical, old-school explorer she knew from watching adventure movies. Thomasin wore cute elephant ears and seemed confident. John was so excited that his bird costume made him the largest animal in the house. Also, he did spend a lot of time lifting some weights. Good for you, John. Karissa went dressed in a zebra shirt, but everyone complained that zebras live in the savannas and yada yada, so she took it off in front of everyone, filling the room with joy. Leto had ears and a tail, which made her look cute. Finally, Shola…

“OMG… I didn’t know you’d be here, Shola,” said Thomasin. Shola was Thomasin’s Domme, and Thomasin was Shola’s Sub, but they weren’t used to meeting outside the fetish club.

“Yes, I am. You can call me mistress here as well.” Her voice was calm. “Is it OK with you if we’re together here as well?”

Thomasin’s chin rested on Shola’s index finger for a split second.

“Yes, mistress.”

“Good. They don’t need to know if you don’t want them to. Will you have fun?”

“Yes, mistress. I will.” Thomasin said with a grin.

* * *

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

October is here! I was super hyped with the poll that turned into this painting. A jungle orgy scene! OMG! I had a wonderful time painting this one, guys! I started it on Corel Painter and resumed it on Krita: Shola and Leto were halfway through, but then I experienced some instability with Painter (I’m not sure if it has to do with my old computer or the app itself, but it was constantly crashing), and then decided to switch gears, so you’ll likely find some hybrid brush marks if you look for them.

Back to our painting! Okay… I’ve been to threesomes in the past (as long as it’s between responsible and consenting adults, I highly recommend it), but have you guys hosted a real orgy before? I haven’t, but it must be so fun! There’s something very soothing but also exciting about watching it. Maybe the beauty is in the eye of the beholder: one of the first sex scenes that hugely impacted me was Caligula’s orgy scene. It’s an old movie, but I simply love that scene. =^___^=

Thank you all so much for the love and support!

Cheers!

Q.

Karlie's solid ground design

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

You thought we were done with our character design moment that started at the beginning of the month, didn't you? I knew it. The theme of transformation is one that I like very much, and I couldn't miss the opportunity of showing how Karlie would look after her two legs took form. Here's our second exclusive painting for July. Yay! 

If you like voting, you've already noticed that it's all about her, and you'll also get to make a major design choice. Before today's painting, I had an alternate idea that her cephalopod arms could be smaller and visible only if we looked between her legs. But what's the fun in that? Epona experiences daily tribulation keeping her equine bits concealed and under control, so why not Karlie? Her potential for adventure will be optimal if her arrival into human society also has its challenges, right? Right. =^_____^= 

Enjoy!

Q.

Karlie's solid ground design [HQ]

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

You thought we were done with our character design moment that started at the beginning of the month, didn't you? I knew it. The theme of transformation is one that I like very much, and I couldn't miss the opportunity of showing how Karlie would look after her two legs took form. Here's our second exclusive painting for July. Yay! 

If you like voting, you've already noticed that it's all about her, and you'll also get to make a major design choice. Before today's painting, I had an alternate idea that her cephalopod arms could be smaller and visible only if we looked between her legs. But what's the fun in that? Epona experiences daily tribulation keeping her equine bits concealed and under control, so why not Karlie? Her potential for adventure will be optimal if her arrival into human society also has its challenges, right? Right. =^_____^= 

Enjoy!

Q.

Roll the dice #08

When the doorbell rang a few minutes before the tattoo shop closed, Kathleen wasn't expecting a new client. She asked the gorgeous woman wearing a dropped-waist skirt by the door if she could help her.

"I'd like to have one of those drawings on my skin." 

That was odd. 

"So, you want to get a tattoo... Nice to meet you. I'm Kathleen, and I'll be your tattoo artist today. What's your name?

"I love the tattoo drawings on your skin. My name is Karlie."

It would still be odd if the new client had a foreign accent, but that wasn't the case. Karlie's eyes were all over the place. A tidied, clean tattoo shop in Leme, a couple of blocks away from Copacabana. Kathleen had a smile on her face every time she looked at the woman in front of her. She tried to avoid it, but it was no use.

"Nice to meet you, Karlie. What do you have in mind for your new tattoo?"

[Extra] Nina and Nimufu

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We're back to Breath of Fire II's universe! We've seen Nina before... One... Two... Three... Four... Five times, perhaps? However, this is the first time we see Nina and the witch Nimufu, a lovely character who didn't get all the fanart love she deserves, according to Kyropracter. They're both having fun in double at the Catfish Cafe, and maybe, just maybe, other people might feel confident enough to join them. =^____^=

When I worked on this painting, I attended a class on traditional still-life painting. The teacher stressed that there are moments in the learning curve when you realize how unaware of space you were up to that point. I think this painting was one of those moments. When I see elements such as the table, the cast shadows, and their hands, all I can wish is that my future paintings retain those insights on space. :)

Extra special thanks to Kyro, who gave me a concise yet fertile description of what he'd like to see these girls doing in front of everyone. =^___^=

Have fun!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

[Extra] Nina and Nimufu [HQ]

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We're back to Breath of Fire II's universe! We've seen Nina before... One... Two... Three... Four... Five times, perhaps? However, this is the first time we see Nina and the witch Nimufu, a lovely character who didn't get all the fanart love she deserves, according to Kyropracter. They're both having fun in double at the Catfish Cafe, and maybe, just maybe, other people might feel confident enough to join them. =^____^=

When I worked on this painting, I attended a class on traditional still-life painting. The teacher stressed that there are moments in the learning curve when you realize how unaware of space you were up to that point. I think this painting was one of those moments. When I see elements such as the table, the cast shadows, and their hands, all I can wish is that my future paintings retain those insights on space. :)

Extra special thanks to Kyro, who gave me a concise yet fertile description of what he'd like to see these girls doing in front of everyone. =^___^=

Have fun!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

Leto's injection

Hey there, fellow futa lovers!

I think this will be a different month for many reasons. On the one hand, I've been working on a group scene based on our poll (exciting!). On the other hand, today's painting seems to belong to our previous anthro Leto transformation. I don't know about you guys, but when I have a vivid dream, I usually experience follow-ups and variations on the same theme for a couple of nights. Leto could've undergone something similar, waking up each night from it, and Shola would hopefully be there to calm her. 

There's also a technical shift going on here: after listening to aabsurdity and a couple of other futa lovers that touched on the same topic, I'll try to find a better balance between bright, colorful compositions and darker, more atmospheric ones from now on. There are many darker sketches already in the oven, so we won't reach this balance so soon, but we'll get there. With time we'll see if we achieved our goal. This topic is very dear to me because being able to read an image well is a desired feature in many erotic compositions. 

Today's image isn't the case, but I've also been experimenting with paintings with visible linework. Sometimes, it can even pull us into an exciting kind of non-photorealistic realism, making the figure pop. I hope I can show you what I mean in the future.

Thank you all so much for the love and support! Have a fabulous month of July! =^____^=

Q.

Leto's injection [HQ]

Hey there, fellow futa lovers!

I think this will be a different month for many reasons. On the one hand, I've been working on a group scene based on our poll (exciting!). On the other hand, today's painting seems to belong to our previous anthro Leto transformation. I don't know about you guys, but when I have a vivid dream, I usually experience follow-ups and variations on the same theme for a couple of nights. Leto could've undergone something similar, waking up each night from it, and Shola would hopefully be there to calm her.

There's also a technical shift going on here: after listening to aabsurdity and a couple of other futa lovers that touched on the same topic, I'll try to find a better balance between bright, colorful compositions and darker, more atmospheric ones from now on. There are many darker sketches already in the oven, so we won't reach this balance so soon, but we'll get there. With time we'll see if we achieved our goal. This topic is very dear to me because being able to read an image well is a desired feature in many erotic compositions.

Today's image isn't the case, but I've also been experimenting with paintings with visible linework. Sometimes, it can even pull us into an exciting kind of non-photorealistic realism, making the figure pop. I hope I can show you what I mean in the future.

Thank you all so much for the love and support! Have a fabulous month of July! =^____^=

Q.

[Extra] Kyraci Luxury Yachts

Train or boat? Steak or lobster? I don't think there was a single painting I worked on with Kyropracter devoid of odd questions (I mean, they were strange to me, a young, naive padawan). Many boats and trains are very similar once you're inside. Similarly, we can't taste the monitor screen when we see painted food (lucky me, since I'm allergic to lobster), so why bother?

As you can see, I had much to learn because there should not be a single element on the canvas (the same goes for page, script, score, or clay) that's random. They're all packed with meaning, no matter how mindful or clumsy we are. I was walking in the park yesterday, listening to a podcast on screenwriting, and I giggled alone when they noted how vital these composition choices are. I also remembered that I hadn't posted this painting yet, so here we are (LOL).

Train or boat? Today, Sheree and Livia chose a yacht and invited the most experienced crew members to take them on a cruise. Experienced. Yeah. Let's stick with that quality (LOL). Extra special thanks to Kyropracter, who kindly guided me through the many layers of this dense forest called storytelling.

Enjoy! =^______^=

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

[Extra] Kyraci Luxury Yachts [HQ]

Train or boat? Steak or lobster? I don't think there was a single painting I worked on with Kyropracter devoid of odd questions (I mean, they were strange to me, a young, naive padawan). Many boats and trains are very similar once you're inside. Similarly, we can't taste the monitor screen when we see painted food (lucky me, since I'm allergic to lobster), so why bother? 

As you can see, I had much to learn because there should not be a single element on the canvas (the same goes for page, script, score, or clay) that's random. They're all packed with meaning, no matter how mindful or clumsy we are. I was walking in the park yesterday, listening to a podcast on screenwriting, and I giggled alone when they noted how vital these composition choices are. I also remembered that I hadn't posted this painting yet, so here we are (LOL).

Train or boat? Today, Sheree and Livia chose a yacht and invited the most experienced crew members to take them on a cruise. Experienced. Yeah. Let's stick with that quality (LOL). Extra special thanks to Kyropracter, who kindly guided me through the many layers of this dense forest called storytelling.

Enjoy! =^______^=

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

Karlie escapes!

Even a horny dolphin girl has her limits. Tallulah was exhausted after spending the entire night with Karlie at the oceanarium. She felt a bit sore from all the action. Her new octopus friend's desire, on the other hand, was unchanged.

"When am I going to meet your friends?"

Sometimes all it takes to know what someone's made of is a tricky question. Karlie's words reached Tallulah faster and harder than she expected. What would everyone else think? No one knew a cecaelia in the 'real' world, well, at least not anywhere outside fantasy works, old stories, and – yuck! – bestiaries. Tallulah said she needed more time, but Karlie swam to the other side of the tank, away from the light.

"I'm not one of your fish from the deep sea. I'm not going to dehydrate and die if you take me with you. Tee… I'm tired of being kept in a tank."

Tallulah was speechless. She asked a silent Karlie for one more night, but all she would find the following day would be an empty tank. Little did she know that, given time, Karlie was able to transform into a beautiful human form.  

You know what they say, though, you've got to crack a few eggs to make an omelet. Change hurts. A lot.

Just as the mammal body adapts to harsh environmental conditions, so does a cecaelia's. Karlie was in a crevice between pleasure and pain as she changed. It started one hour after she left the tank, lifting herself up and falling to the ground right after, hitting her shoulder and then her head, but that wouldn't stop her. Karlie had endured encounters with sharks and whales, so how treacherous could gravity be? Her newly formed legs felt their own weight against the solid ground for the first time. How embarrassing that was, having just two instead of eight, all coated with ink!

"Miss, can I help you with som... Gah!"

There was a man on the floor, the janitor. What was his name?

"Andrew... Ah! Ah!" Karlie said, moaning. 

The poor man was on the floor, eyes facing hers, only half-opened. Andrew was unconscious when Karlie soaked his boots with her jizz. She did it once, twice, thee times, maybe more. There was no one else to hear her screams or see her cephalopod arms retract to her hips as if they were melting on her legs, although not entirely. When Karlie stood for the first time on her two legs, both her hands on a safety handle, her other arms, shorter and smaller now, wouldn't even reach her knees. She had a human form, correct, albeit a unique one, not entirely from Andrew's, or anyone else's, world. 

* * *

Hello there, fellow futa lovers! 

Did you know octopuses are nature's escape artists, Houdinis from the deep seas? I bet you did. After a month, maybe longer, drawing octopus' arms and sketching Karlie's brand new legs, we finally see her leaving that claustrophobic tank. What will be her next adventure? Is society ready to deal with beautiful creatures from abyssal regions? Will Tallulah find her and try to make amends? Only time will tell. =^___^=

We reached June! Hooray us! Soon the new workstation will arrive (the current global shortage of electronic components delayed them), and I'm optimistic I'll be able to improve my workflow with more solid hardware to back me up. That will also allow me to record my painting sessions without losing too much horsepower. Whenever I try to make those apps run in parallel (like when I try to stream) on my current PC, chaos ensues. It could be interesting to add timelapse videos as a Patreon reward. What do you think? 

Thank you all so much for the love and support! =^___^=

Cheers!

Q.

Karlie escapes! [HQ]

Even a horny dolphin girl has her limits. Tallulah was exhausted after spending the entire night with Karlie at the oceanarium. She felt a bit sore from all the action. Her new octopus friend's desire, on the other hand, was unchanged.

"When am I going to meet your friends?"

Sometimes all it takes to know what someone's made of is a tricky question. Karlie's words reached Tallulah faster and harder than she expected. What would everyone else think? No one knew a cecaelia in the 'real' world, well, at least not anywhere outside fantasy works, old stories, and – yuck! – bestiaries. Tallulah said she needed more time, but Karlie swam to the other side of the tank, away from the light.

"I'm not one of your fish from the deep sea. I'm not going to dehydrate and die if you take me with you. Tee… I'm tired of being kept in a tank."

Tallulah was speechless. She asked a silent Karlie for one more night, but all she would find the following day would be an empty tank. Little did she know that, given time, Karlie was able to transform into a beautiful human form. 

You know what they say, though, you've got to crack a few eggs to make an omelet. Change hurts. A lot.

Just as the mammal body adapts to harsh environmental conditions, so does a cecaelia's. Karlie was in a crevice between pleasure and pain as she changed. It started one hour after she left the tank, lifting herself up and falling to the ground right after, hitting her shoulder and then her head, but that wouldn't stop her. Karlie had endured encounters with sharks and whales, so how treacherous could gravity be? Her newly formed legs felt their own weight against the solid ground for the first time. How embarrassing that was, having just two instead of eight, all coated with ink!

"Miss, can I help you with som... Gah!"

There was a man on the floor, the janitor. What was his name?

"Andrew... Ah! Ah!" Karlie said, moaning.

The poor man was on the floor, eyes facing hers, only half-opened. Andrew was unconscious when Karlie soaked his boots with her jizz. She did it once, twice, thee times, maybe more. There was no one else to hear her screams or see her cephalopod arms retract to her hips as if they were melting on her legs, although not entirely. When Karlie stood for the first time on her two legs, both her hands on a safety handle, her other arms, shorter and smaller now, wouldn't even reach her knees. She had a human form, correct, albeit a unique one, not entirely from Andrew's, or anyone else's, world.

* * *

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

Did you know octopuses are nature's escape artists, Houdinis from the deep seas? I bet you did. After a month, maybe longer, drawing octopus' arms and sketching Karlie's brand new legs, we finally see her leaving that claustrophobic tank. What will be her next adventure? Is society ready to deal with beautiful creatures from abyssal regions? Will Tallulah find her and try to make amends? Only time will tell. =^___^=

We reached June! Hooray us! Soon the new workstation will arrive (the current global shortage of electronic components delayed them), and I'm optimistic I'll be able to improve my workflow with more solid hardware to back me up. That will also allow me to record my painting sessions without losing too much horsepower. Whenever I try to make those apps run in parallel (like when I try to stream) on my current PC, chaos ensues. It could be interesting to add timelapse videos as a Patreon reward. What do you think?

Thank you all so much for the love and support! =^___^=

Cheers!

Q.

[Extra] Camping Floof

When we worked on this project, I was confident that Kyropracter's (not so) evil plan was to turn me into a full-time furry artist. In a sense, his vision of anthro characters that aren't so feral allowed me to explore the theme further and fall in love with it. I was researching a lot, so much that today I feel at home at FA. More than that, I understand how powerful furry characters can be when conveying stories and feelings. It just clicks when you start to paint them. Maybe something tactile about their textures, fur, scales, etc. Maybe something fragile and rare that shines through their personalities (reading Sweet Tooth helped me with that on the SFW side of life). These are new characters, women that are half fawn, squirrel, jaguar, and skunk, and they look so lovely together! I love it when friends feel comfortable enough to share their most private moments. There's something magical about it.

I remember well how intense this month was when it came to painting. After experimenting with color sketches the month before, I was confident that adding color from the start would be a better strategy than working layer by layer, painting shapes, values, colors, and edges, the old masters' approach. It's possible to achieve some beautiful, painterly results this way, but a painting's complexity escalates and quickly gets out of control, making simple adjustments very time-consuming. In traditional painting, it's routine to make color studies to grasp the interplay of colors before committing to the final project. Still, color studies are so simple in design that they don't convey much of the drawing. They defeat the purpose of sketches as being fresh renderings of an idea that are both descriptive and evocative. After all, choosing a favorite one is our goal at this stage. What did I learn from all this? A lot, I must say. =^___^=

Fun fact: we don't have s'mores here in Brazil (or: if we do, everyone else concealed it from me. Damn you, compatriots!), so I had to make some. Chocolate is easy to find, but we don't have graham crackers or marshmallows over here (I had to buy marshmallows on Amazon, and my pursuit for graham crackers was hopeless, so I had to improvise with a different sort of cracker). I even burned my lower lip trying to get the marshmallow adequately melted, making me feel pretty stupid. It was a mess, and I'm sure I have no idea how s'mores are supposed to taste to this day. T____T LOL

Well, without further ado, I present to you Camping Floof. Special thanks to Kyro, who kindly shared his vision of healthy friendships, good times, and nutritious snacks. =^___^=

Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

[Extra] Camping Floof [HQ]

When we worked on this project, I was confident that Kyropracter's (not so) evil plan was to turn me into a full-time furry artist. In a sense, his vision of anthro characters that aren't so feral allowed me to explore the theme further and fall in love with it. I was researching a lot, so much that today I feel at home at FA. More than that, I understand how powerful furry characters can be when conveying stories and feelings. It just clicks when you start to paint them. Maybe something tactile about their textures, fur, scales, etc. Maybe something fragile and rare that shines through their personalities (reading Sweet Tooth helped me with that on the SFW side of life). These are new characters, women that are half fawn, squirrel, jaguar, and skunk, and they look so lovely together! I love it when friends feel comfortable enough to share their most private moments. There's something magical about it.

I remember well how intense this month was when it came to painting. After experimenting with color sketches the month before, I was confident that adding color from the start would be a better strategy than working layer by layer, painting shapes, values, colors, and edges, the old masters' approach. It's possible to achieve some beautiful, painterly results this way, but a painting's complexity escalates and quickly gets out of control, making simple adjustments very time-consuming. In traditional painting, it's routine to make color studies to grasp the interplay of colors before committing to the final project. Still, color studies are so simple in design that they don't convey much of the drawing. They defeat the purpose of sketches as being fresh renderings of an idea that are both descriptive and evocative. After all, choosing a favorite one is our goal at this stage. What did I learn from all this? A lot, I must say. =^___^=

Fun fact: we don't have s'mores here in Brazil (or: if we do, everyone else concealed it from me. Damn you, compatriots!), so I had to make some. Chocolate is easy to find, but we don't have graham crackers or marshmallows over here (I had to buy marshmallows on Amazon, and my pursuit for graham crackers was hopeless, so I had to improvise with a different sort of cracker). I even burned my lower lip trying to get the marshmallow adequately melted, making me feel pretty stupid. It was a mess, and I'm sure I have no idea how s'mores are supposed to taste to this day. T____T LOL

Well, without further ado, I present to you Camping Floof. Special thanks to Kyro, who kindly shared his vision of healthy friendships, good times, and nutritious snacks. =^___^=

Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I'll post it on my social media in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't publish its RIF file.

Roll the dice #07

Leto had a fresh, ripe, shiny tomato in her hand when she saw a familiar face walking down the same aisle she was in. Was that...? 

"I can't believe I found you here! Epona's cousin and best friend. How are you?"

"Hey, Karissa! Long time no see!" Leto wasn't that close to Karissa in high school. "I'm cool. You?"

They exchanged a couple of news from their personal lives. Karissa was married to a guy she met in college. She knew the whereabouts of John, Kathleen, and pretty much everyone else from their class except for Thomas. Did she know Thomasin had transitioned? Leto wasn't sure, but Karissa's initial words echoed inside Leto's mind. Epona was much more than a cousin and best friend back in the day. Karissa was, like everyone else, trying to keep the past safely, well, in the past. Her words faded into the background like white noise. Leto dropped the tomato on the supermarket floor.

"I, uh... How clumsy of me..." She said.

"So, I was telling you about the party we're planning at Kathleen's place. You're welcome to join us too! It's going to be a...

[Extra] Sketch

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We all love change, don't we? (sounds of crickets in the background) I'm not talking about "that" kind of change, but the one you guys voted on, Karlie's transformation into a beautiful human form! Yaaay!

So, after revising some of our gallery's texts, goals, greetings, and whatnot, I stumbled upon a sketchbook page inside one of my drawers, so I decided to give it a shot, a pencil drawing of Karlie, with both human and cephalopod bottom halves. Following that, I attempted new sketches, this time digital ones, using the most straightforward tools I could find in Corel Painter: a textured paper, a willow, and a blending stump.

Today, I'd like to share the fourth of those sketches. =^____^=

The fifth and last sketch will become next month's main illustration (which is not fully inked yet, I mean, painted), so brace yourselves! :D

Enjoy!

Q.

[Extra] Sketch

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We all love change, don't we? (sounds of crickets in the background) I'm not talking about "that" kind of change, but the one you guys voted on, Karlie's transformation into a beautiful human form! Yaaay!

So, after revising some of our gallery's texts, goals, greetings, and whatnot, I stumbled upon a sketchbook page inside one of my drawers, so I decided to give it a shot, a pencil drawing of Karlie, with both human and cephalopod bottom halves. Following that, I attempted new sketches, this time digital ones, using the most straightforward tools I could find in Corel Painter: a textured paper, a willow, and a blending stump.

Today, I'd like to share the third of those sketches. =^____^=

Enjoy!

Q.

[Extra] Sketch

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We all love change, don't we? (sounds of crickets in the background) I'm not talking about "that" kind of change, but the one you guys voted on, Karlie's transformation into a beautiful human form! Yaaay!

So, after revising some of our gallery's texts, goals, greetings, and whatnot, I stumbled upon a sketchbook page inside one of my drawers, so I decided to give it a shot, a pencil drawing of Karlie, with both human and cephalopod bottom halves. Following that, I attempted new sketches, this time digital ones, using the most straightforward tools I could find in Corel Painter: a textured paper, a willow, and a blending stump.

Today, I'd like to share the second of those sketches. =^____^=

Enjoy!

Q.

[Extra] Sketch

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

We all love change, don't we? (sounds of crickets in the background) I'm not talking about "that" kind of change, but the one you guys voted on, Karlie's transformation into a beautiful human form! Yaaay!

So, after revising some of our gallery's texts, goals, greetings, and whatnot, I stumbled upon a sketchbook page inside one of my drawers, so I decided to give it a shot, a pencil drawing of Karlie, with both human and cephalopod bottom halves. Following that, I attempted new sketches, this time digital ones, using the most straightforward tools I could find in Corel Painter: a textured paper, a willow, and a blending stump.

Today, I'd like to share the first of those sketches. =^____^=

Enjoy!

Q.

Magic fingers

Leto's eyes were hopping from person to person at the bar. The uneven Portuguese pavement under her feet, the plastic chair, the classic samba from the sixties being recreated right before her eyes by much younger musicians, and the rusty street lights from Copacabana made her sigh.

"Let me see if I got this right. You dreamt you were a dire wolf..."

"I was more like a werewolf... I reckon."

"And I was milking you and then feeding you with it... Continuously. But why?"

"More or less, yes, but I was human before I turned. The only remarkable things that I felt at first were a couple of teeth sharper than my usual self, but soon they were longer too, and I started to change. It took us a while until you found out how to delay the transformation. You even had a tome about that."

"A book on lycanthropy? Or on handling a horny bitch gone rogue?"

"Very funny." The waiter approached them and poured some beer into Shola's glass. Leto covered her glass with her hand.

"No, no... That was an evocative dream, Leto. It was... Picturesque. Thanks for sharing it. I'm flattered, to be frank."

"Flattered? Why? You were the one doing all the heavy lifting in the dream... And I was more like a burden, although I was also exhilarated."

"Well, it seems I am the only one apt to conduct your instincts, lady, for lack of a better word. About the burden thing... See these? Magic fingers." She said, making a series of finger gestures like an illusionist.

"Yeah. I know what you can do with those." She said, grinning. "Let's go with that interpretation, then. I just wish I had learned how to handle it earlier in my life. You never seem to lose it, Shola. I hate you sometimes. Most foolish things I've done were directly or indirectly related to losing control."

"True, but some of them must've brought the house down too. For good or bad, it's a portion of who you are. The instinct isn't intrinsically evil, Leto. It's not a vice. I have it too. We all do... But it can be fine-tuned, directed, but never eradicated." Shola touched Leto's leg with the tip of her middle finger. When they smooched, all eyes were on their faces, if any. Shola's mouth was next to Leto's ear a minute after that. "Can you feel it? It's this close to my fingertip, but I will not touch this delicious bulge inside your jeans. Not now, not here."

"Why? Please..." Leto groaned.

"It's up to us to leave these customers and pedestrians all out of this. We're in control, not them. They may even indulge themselves in the belief that we'll all enjoy it if you and I put on a little show, but they're not prepared. I know that for a fact. Besides, we're doing ourselves a favor..." Shola continued, getting her finger so close that the fabric of Leto's trousers was pulsating. "...By leaving it..." And also wet. "...For later." 

Shola distanced herself from Leto, who gradually tried to get herself together. Shola licked her middle finger. "What did I tell you? Magic fingers."

* * *

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

This painting came from an old sketch that I had, an idea of a scene between a wolf-like Leto and Iris, which I revisited and turned into a scene between Leto and Shola (given their recent story arc together, which makes much more sense). An anthro variation of Leto should have paws larger than average human hands or feet and a less feral face, but since this is a lycanthrope version of Leto, she can experience the full range of forms from human to wolf. There's room for plenty of shades of gray in between. I hope you like it! ;)

Now to a completely different subject. Some of you might've noticed a minor change in this post. I have received a couple of feedback forms from former patrons lately, and I saw that some of them found it hard to find (or access) their rewards (especially the dolphin tier). I admit I felt surprised because we've been using one of the simplest, most straightforward tools available: the post (which allows one to filter the posts containing their rewards). I know other ways to deliver benefits, like art packs (i.e., links to them, sent through direct messages, not posts). It wouldn't be hard to adopt those. Before considering such a change, however, I'd like to try this: I'll keep posting the paintings as usual (human person tier, dolphin tier, and dog tier), but I'll also add the same images as attachments to their respective posts (as well as any others from the tiers below it), making it easier to make personal copies. I've seen some good artists do this, so perhaps this will suffice. If not, I'll probably create a poll in the future to determine which format is preferred by everyone. What are your thoughts on this? Is there room for improvement? I'm usually happier when I know that you are happy as well. =^____^=

Enjoy!

Q.

Magic fingers [HQ]

Leto's eyes were hopping from person to person at the bar. The uneven Portuguese pavement under her feet, the plastic chair, the classic samba from the sixties being recreated right before her eyes by much younger musicians, and the rusty street lights from Copacabana made her sigh.

"Let me see if I got this right. You dreamt you were a dire wolf..."

"I was more like a werewolf... I reckon."

"And I was milking you and then feeding you with it... Continuously. But why?"

"More or less, yes, but I was human before I turned. The only remarkable things that I felt at first were a couple of teeth sharper than my usual self, but soon they were longer too, and I started to change. It took us a while until you found out how to delay the transformation. You even had a tome about that."

"A book on lycanthropy? Or on handling a horny bitch gone rogue?"

"Very funny." The waiter approached them and poured some beer into Shola's glass. Leto covered her glass with her hand.

"No, no... That was an evocative dream, Leto. It was... Picturesque. Thanks for sharing it. I'm flattered, to be frank."

"Flattered? Why? You were the one doing all the heavy lifting in the dream... And I was more like a burden, although I was also exhilarated."

"Well, it seems I am the only one apt to conduct your instincts, lady, for lack of a better word. About the burden thing... See these? Magic fingers." She said, making a series of finger gestures like an illusionist.

"Yeah. I know what you can do with those." She said, grinning. "Let's go with that interpretation, then. I just wish I had learned how to handle it earlier in my life. You never seem to lose it, Shola. I hate you sometimes. Most foolish things I've done were directly or indirectly related to losing control."

"True, but some of them must've brought the house down too. For good or bad, it's a portion of who you are. The instinct isn't intrinsically evil, Leto. It's not a vice. I have it too. We all do... But it can be fine-tuned, directed, but never eradicated." Shola touched Leto's leg with the tip of her middle finger. When they smooched, all eyes were on their faces, if any. Shola's mouth was next to Leto's ear a minute after that. "Can you feel it? It's this close to my fingertip, but I will not touch this delicious bulge inside your jeans. Not now, not here."

"Why? Please..." Leto groaned.

"It's up to us to leave these customers and pedestrians all out of this. We're in control, not them. They may even indulge themselves in the belief that we'll all enjoy it if you and I put on a little show, but they're not prepared. I know that for a fact. Besides, we're doing ourselves a favor..." Shola continued, getting her finger so close that the fabric of Leto's trousers was pulsating. "...By leaving it..." And also wet. "...For later."

Shola distanced herself from Leto, who gradually tried to get herself together. Shola licked her middle finger. "What did I tell you? Magic fingers."

* * *

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

This painting came from an old sketch that I had, an idea of a scene between a wolf-like Leto and Iris, which I revisited and turned into a scene between Leto and Shola (given their recent story arc together, which makes much more sense). An anthro variation of Leto should have paws larger than average human hands or feet and a less feral face, but since this is a lycanthrope version of Leto, she can experience the full range of forms from human to wolf. There's room for plenty of shades of gray in between. I hope you like it! ;)

Now to a completely different subject. Some of you might've noticed a minor change in this post. I have received a couple of feedback forms from former patrons lately, and I saw that some of them found it hard to find (or access) their rewards (especially the dolphin tier). I admit I felt surprised because we've been using one of the simplest, most straightforward tools available: the post (which allows one to filter the posts containing their rewards). I know other ways to deliver benefits, like art packs (i.e., links to them, sent through direct messages, not posts). It wouldn't be hard to adopt those. Before considering such a change, however, I'd like to try this: I'll keep posting the paintings as usual (human person tier, dolphin tier, and dog tier), but I'll also add the same images as attachments to their respective posts (as well as any others from the tiers below it), making it easier to make personal copies. I've seen some good artists do this, so perhaps this will suffice. If not, I'll probably create a poll in the future to determine which format is preferred by everyone. What are your thoughts on this? Is there room for improvement? I'm usually happier when I know that you are happy as well. =^____^=

Enjoy!

Q.

[Extra] Yua and Shamans

We're back once more to Breath of Fire II's universe. Do you guys recall seeing Nina with a different set of colors? That meant she met the shamans and changed her stats and colors (and her equipment, right? Or does it count as "stats"?). Anyway, tonight we have Yua, an energetic and strong-willed brood (a winged race in BoF2), meeting three lovely shamans (from left to right, the Fire, Wind, and Water shamans). 

Extra special thanks to Kyropracter, who kindly shared this (overlooked?) aspect of the shaman system. LOL. These characters... The more I paint them, the more I wish I had played the game back in the day. Kyro, friend, I'll find the time and play it any day soon. =^____^=

Thank you all so much for the love and support! Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. It will be posted at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc., in the future. Since this was a commission painting, its RIF file will not be uploaded.

[Extra] Yua and Shamans [HQ]

We're back once more to Breath of Fire II's universe. Do you guys recall seeing Nina with a different set of colors? That meant she met the shamans and changed her stats and colors (and her equipment, right? Or does it count as "stats"?). Anyway, tonight we have Yua, an energetic and strong-willed brood (a winged race in BoF2), meeting three lovely shamans (from left to right, the Fire, Wind, and Water shamans).

Extra special thanks to Kyropracter, who kindly shared this (overlooked?) aspect of the shaman system. LOL. These characters... The more I paint them, the more I wish I had played the game back in the day. Kyro, friend, I'll find the time and play it any day soon. =^____^=

Thank you all so much for the love and support! Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. It will be posted at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc., in the future. Since this was a commission painting, its RIF file will not be uploaded.

Croissants

"For the third time, I am not upset. Being a professional Dom is super cool. My girlfriend is a professional Dom. She knows how to push all my buttons. All. Of. Them. See? It sounds hot." Leto tilted her hips so that Shola could sit comfortably between her legs. She had her fingers on Shola's face, which melted like butter between Leto's nails and fingertips. "If anything, I'm upset with myself."

"What happened?"

Leto was silent for a moment. "We almost got arrested this morning, Epona and I, at the bakery. It's, uh... The fact it happened so many times doesn't make it any easier. You know how we can get carried away, sometimes. No. We lose control."

"You guys did something stupid because of the instinct, didn't you?"

Leto sighed. She opened her mouth a couple of times and then closed it again. "Yeah."

"Crying is OK, Leto." Shola switched places with her. Now Leto's head was on her left shoulder. She couldn't help but scratch Shola's arm. She stopped it as soon as she could. "We all get... Carried away sometimes. We're hardwired like this."

"The officer had to hit us with a newspaper, or we'd just keep doing it like two tied dogs. With a newspaper! We're probably banned for life from the bakery. I lost my favorite mocha and banana smoothie in one day, and we've probably gone viral by now, two herm girls who've lost it." She said they had to run, and they did it just as instinctively as before, like animals. Shola couldn't understand her anymore from all the sobbing. She just held her friend with both arms.

"There, there." Shola could relate to that feeling but decided to spare Leto from her years of horrid memories. "Do you want to be my girlfriend, Leto?"

"What?"

"You've just called me your girlfriend. Your professional Dom girlfriend, to be specific. Your words, not mine." Leto tried to sit on the couch, but Shola kept her in her arms. "Do you want to be my girlfriend, Leto? You can be my Sub girlfriend if you like. I have a leash here somewhere."

"I... Uh..." Shola couldn't see Leto's face as she blushed.

"Shush! I'm just teasing you, Lilou! Today's the worst day for dealing with big questions. Come here, let me spoon you properly."

* * *

Hello, hello, fellow futa lovers!

I come bearing news! I know we haven't reached the milestone in which I'd buy a new desktop computer, but I'm afraid this can't wait any longer. The old PC can't handle the job as it used to, unfortunately. After a couple of conversations with you on Discord, it became clear that this would be the right move as well. I'm happy to declare that my old computer, an elderly, 11 years-old, 2nd generation i7 (2600), will finally retire when the new workstation arrives. Yep, that's the same PC I've used to create my first Penelope and Epona paintings back in 2011.

Until then, we may experience some turbulence. The old computer has shown signs of malfunctioning lately. If it breaks before the new one arrives, I promise to keep updating our gallery. I mean, even if I have to paint my very first futanari watercolor piece (LOL). Seriously, though, I think the chances of that happening are minimal, and I'm already working on next month's painting as well. Fingers crossed! :D~~~

That said, I think it's time to update our milestones too. If I were to write them today, I think I could aim at more realistic and exciting ones, so I'll do it! Also, we could benefit from revising the entire Patreon page, couldn't we?

I've also been thinking about what would be the best format/strategy for delivering the tier rewards. I've got some solid feedback now from former patrons telling me that it was hard to find/access their rewards, so if this is a problem, I'll address it the best way that I can. Maybe I'll create a poll about that soon... But one thing at a time. We'll get there. Ah! The winds of change! =^___^=

Cheers, everyone! Thank you all so much for the love, excitement, and support.

Q.

Croissants [HQ]

"For the third time, I am not upset. Being a professional Dom is super cool. My girlfriend is a professional Dom. She knows how to push all my buttons. All. Of. Them. See? It sounds hot." Leto tilted her hips so that Shola could sit comfortably between her legs. She had her fingers on Shola's face, which melted like butter between Leto's nails and fingertips. "If anything, I'm upset with myself."

"What happened?"

Leto was silent for a moment. "We almost got arrested this morning, Epona and I, at the bakery. It's, uh... The fact it happened so many times doesn't make it any easier. You know how we can get carried away, sometimes. No. We lose control."

"You guys did something stupid because of the instinct, didn't you?"

Leto sighed. She opened her mouth a couple of times and then closed it again. "Yeah."

"Crying is OK, Leto." Shola switched places with her. Now Leto's head was on her left shoulder. She couldn't help but scratch Shola's arm. She stopped it as soon as she could. "We all get... Carried away sometimes. We're hardwired like this."

"The officer had to hit us with a newspaper, or we'd just keep doing it like two tied dogs. With a newspaper! We're probably banned for life from the bakery. I lost my favorite mocha and banana smoothie in one day, and we've probably gone viral by now, two herm girls who've lost it." She said they had to run, and they did it just as instinctively as before, like animals. Shola couldn't understand her anymore from all the sobbing. She just held her friend with both arms.

"There, there." Shola could relate to that feeling but decided to spare Leto from her years of horrid memories. "Do you want to be my girlfriend, Leto?"

"What?"

"You've just called me your girlfriend. Your professional Dom girlfriend, to be specific. Your words, not mine." Leto tried to sit on the couch, but Shola kept her in her arms. "Do you want to be my girlfriend, Leto? You can be my Sub girlfriend if you like. I have a leash here somewhere."

"I... Uh..." Shola couldn't see Leto's face as she blushed.

"Shush! I'm just teasing you, Lilou! Today's the worst day for dealing with big questions. Come here, let me spoon you properly."

* * *

Hello, hello, fellow futa lovers!

I come bearing news! I know we haven't reached the milestone in which I'd buy a new desktop computer, but I'm afraid this can't wait any longer. The old PC can't handle the job as it used to, unfortunately. After a couple of conversations with you on Discord, it became clear that this would be the right move as well. I'm happy to declare that my old computer, an elderly, 11 years-old, 2nd generation i7 (2600), will finally retire when the new workstation arrives. Yep, that's the same PC I've used to create my first Penelope and Epona paintings back in 2011.

Until then, we may experience some turbulence. The old computer has shown signs of malfunctioning lately. If it breaks before the new one arrives, I promise to keep updating our gallery. I mean, even if I have to paint my very first futanari watercolor piece (LOL). Seriously, though, I think the chances of that happening are minimal, and I'm already working on next month's painting as well. Fingers crossed! :D~~~

That said, I think it's time to update our milestones too. If I were to write them today, I think I could aim at more realistic and exciting ones, so I'll do it! Also, we could benefit from revising the entire Patreon page, couldn't we?

I've also been thinking about what would be the best format/strategy for delivering the tier rewards. I've got some solid feedback now from former patrons telling me that it was hard to find/access their rewards, so if this is a problem, I'll address it the best way that I can. Maybe I'll create a poll about that soon... But one thing at a time. We'll get there. Ah! The winds of change! =^___^=

Cheers, everyone! Thank you all so much for the love, excitement, and support.

Q.

Roll the dice #06

Even a horny dolphin girl has its limits. Tallulah was exhausted after spending the entire night with Karlie at the oceanarium. She felt a bit sore from all the action. Her new octopus friend’s desire, on the other hand, was unchanged.

“When am I going to meet your friends?”

Sometimes all it takes to know what someone’s made of is a tough question. Karlie’s words reached Tallulah faster, and harder than she expected. What would everyone else think? No one knew a cecaelia in the ‘real’ world, well, at least not anywhere outside fantasy works, old stories, and – yuck! – bestiaries. Tallulah said she needed more time, but Karlie swam to the other side of the tank, away from the light.

“I’m not one of your fish from the deep sea. I’m not going to dehydrate and die if you take me with you. Tee… I’m tired of being kept in a tank.”

Tallulah was speechless. She asked a silent Karlie for one more night, but all she was going to find the next morning would be an empty tank. Little did she know that, …

[Extra] Luna and Requina

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

When Wrenly Bewick (@wrenlyB_NSFW on Twitter) and Arbiter6172 contacted me to talk about this commission, I felt it would be both an exciting and a challenging project. As you all know, as much as I love anthro/furry illustrations and paintings, it’s never been my main theme, much less when feral gals such as Requina (our shark girl) and Luna (our wolf girl) decide to invite us to their private party at the beach. I remember thinking about how I wanted their bodily textures to look like. Pictures of sharks were key to make Requina’s skin more believable, whereas special brushes for creating hair and fur, as well as regular, worn bristle brushes, managed to make Luna’s fur look the way it looks. I was very pleased by the end of this painting. :D

Thank you so much, Wrenly and Arbiter, for sharing these feral ladies with us all. =^___^=

I hope you like it!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I’ll post it at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc. in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't post its RIF file.

[Extra] Luna and Requina [HQ]

Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

When Wrenly Bewick (@wrenlyB_NSFW on Twitter) and Arbiter6172 contacted me to talk about this commission, I felt it would be both an exciting and a challenging project. As you all know, as much as I love anthro/furry illustrations and paintings, it’s never been my main theme, much less when feral gals such as Requina (our shark girl) and Luna (our wolf girl) decide to invite us to their private party at the beach. I remember thinking about how I wanted their bodily textures to look like. Pictures of sharks were key to make Requina’s skin more believable, whereas special brushes for creating hair and fur, as well as regular, worn bristle brushes, managed to make Luna’s fur look the way it looks. I was very pleased by the end of this painting. :D

Thank you so much, Wrenly and Arbiter, for sharing these feral ladies with us all. =^___^=

I hope you like it!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I’ll post it at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc. in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't post its RIF file.

[Extra] Kitsune and Centaur

Hello, hello, fellow futa lovers!

I have good memories of when I was painting this one. NATOSpyder had this vision of a Kitsune futa and a Centaur having some intense, sweaty fun, surrounded by copious amounts of a surreally dense jizz that should look as solid as melting cheese, and slightly yellow as well.  This was a unique situation in which we scheduled a date to stream the initial sketching phase, so that all the proportions would look as intended from the get-go (that's the linework that you can all see here). It’s challenging to sketch this way, since it means working purely from construction (as opposed to observation). It ended up being a very pleasant experience, with super quick feedbacks and a winning sketch by the end of the process.

Thank you so much, Mr. Spyder, for bringing those musky dreams of yours into existence.

Thank you so much for the love and support! Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I’ll post it at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc. in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't post its KRA file.

[Extra] Kitsune and Centaur [HQ]

Hello, hello, fellow futa lovers!

I have good memories of when I was painting this one. NATOSpyder had this vision of a Kitsune futa and a Centaur having some intense, sweaty fun, surrounded by copious amounts of a surreally dense jizz that should look as solid as melting cheese, and slightly yellow as well.  This was a unique situation in which we scheduled a date to stream the initial sketching phase, so that all the proportions would look as intended from the get-go (that's the linework that you can all see here). It’s challenging to sketch this way, since it means working purely from construction (as opposed to observation). It ended up being a very pleasant experience, with super quick feedbacks and a winning sketch by the end of the process.

Thank you so much, Mr. Spyder, for bringing those musky dreams of yours into existence.

Thank you so much for the love and support! Enjoy!

Q.

p.s.: this is an extra painting, an early access submission. I’ll post it at Hentai-Foundry, Twitter, etc. in the future. Since this was a commission painting, I won't post its KRA file.