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Guy puts on leggings!
Here I bring the small mini comic I was working on. I hope it's of your guys's liking. Originally, I thought of making this piece in a simplified black and white but given how i don't really have that much practice in the technique, I ended up coloring the thing in its entirety and just applying the filter.
As I draw this I realize that I still have a lot of practice ahead and a lot to learn. It takes me quite a lot to make the backgrounds consistent and good (none of these are) and much more...
A Commissioned piece from Angrumoys. Supposed to be another straightforward sequence of him transforming into an overtly masculine stallion.
He wanted to be either a Frisian or quarter horse, but since I am by no means an avid equestrian, i simply turned him into whatever non-existent breed fits my definition of 'horse".
Little did Jodie and Samantha know it was a Dog's only dog park. fortunately the park is equipped to correct this.
Commissioned by Agentcypher
well, guess we need to find out why this happened to him. :B
sketch commission for rolandrai gender bent character :3
So, while streaming the other day, Cameroo popped in to watch, unwitting that his transformation art had been some of my favorite since I discovered transformation art. Top of the list was the drawing upon which this picture was based.
Presented with a good idea -and having permission for such an homage granted by the artist- I decided to exploit my inspiration and try out a couple new fur brushes I'd gotten after watching something-wild stream his manip process. This picture, then, represen...
Quetzalcoatl transformation :D
A commission for Thrandrall over at transrepo.blogspot.com . Someone buys a hairbrush from a magic shop. When she uses it that night, she doesn't seem to notice the changes happening as she brushes.
It's not all that often I do colored stuff like this, but i'm trying to do so more often.
The late November day dawned clear and unseasonably warm, but that didn't last long. Clouds began to drift in by the time she'd finished breakfast, woolly, dark heaps of them hurried along by a biting wind. They jumbled together and sealed off the sky, pressing low to the ground and turning midday dark as evening. By the time the sun set the first flakes of snow began to drift down.
It would have been a perfect night for curling up with a mug of cocoa and a book, but lycanthropy is never cal...