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Pampering the Warrior - Artemessa
Story blurb written by 
nmr.
When it came to life in the valley, one indisputable fact could unanimously be conceded: it was quiet.
There was the odd bit of natural sound, mostly birds or the sounds of insects that were omnipresent outside of civilization, but even those were muted. The Goddess of the Hunt had chosen her residence specifically for this quality, the rushing of the waterfall providing the perfect source of white noise to let her truly relax. It also helped cover the sounds of scrubbing.
There was a blush just barely coloring her face as she glanced over her shoulder. She'd always been... gifted when it came to her figure; she was certain such was the case for all who bore the blessings of her most high solar majesty. Hers just happened to be on her lower half. That wasn't making her blush, though, she'd had literal centuries to become comfortable in her new shape. No, she was blushing because of the tiny mortal on one of the 'islands' her rumpcheeks formed.
Nathan, the Absol that he become her servitor, was dutifully washing her body as she lay in a shallower portion of the lake at the waterfall's base. Her pure white skin had never seemed to hold too much in the way of dirt or filth, but being pampered like this was talked up by her fellow goddess. She was starting to see the appeal herself.
For his part, Nathan was silent as he scrubbed. Even with his back to her, though, Artemessa could clearly picture the perverted grin on her servant's face. She certainly needed no help to see his tail wagging to the point it was nearly a blur even to her divine eyesight. And, strangely, she found herself smirking as well.
“Bah, Pervy Sol,” she said.
Nathan jumped, yipping like a dog that had been caught sniffing at some unattended food by his owner, and Artemessa chuckled. “I didn't say 'stop'.” He didn't need any further encouragement, returning to his task with gusto. “You still have to do the other cheek, after all.”
The next picture in this warrior pampering “series” features Artemessa the Flaaffy with her own servant, nmr. ;3c And of course he is tending to his favorite, prominent areas~
For how involved this picture is with the environment, it came together pretty quickly. I got to see how much mixing Prismacolor marker greys with graphite really speeds up the production process with these, even for non-black features. >w>!
Done with graphite pencil on white card stock paper.
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nmr.When it came to life in the valley, one indisputable fact could unanimously be conceded: it was quiet.
There was the odd bit of natural sound, mostly birds or the sounds of insects that were omnipresent outside of civilization, but even those were muted. The Goddess of the Hunt had chosen her residence specifically for this quality, the rushing of the waterfall providing the perfect source of white noise to let her truly relax. It also helped cover the sounds of scrubbing.
There was a blush just barely coloring her face as she glanced over her shoulder. She'd always been... gifted when it came to her figure; she was certain such was the case for all who bore the blessings of her most high solar majesty. Hers just happened to be on her lower half. That wasn't making her blush, though, she'd had literal centuries to become comfortable in her new shape. No, she was blushing because of the tiny mortal on one of the 'islands' her rumpcheeks formed.
Nathan, the Absol that he become her servitor, was dutifully washing her body as she lay in a shallower portion of the lake at the waterfall's base. Her pure white skin had never seemed to hold too much in the way of dirt or filth, but being pampered like this was talked up by her fellow goddess. She was starting to see the appeal herself.
For his part, Nathan was silent as he scrubbed. Even with his back to her, though, Artemessa could clearly picture the perverted grin on her servant's face. She certainly needed no help to see his tail wagging to the point it was nearly a blur even to her divine eyesight. And, strangely, she found herself smirking as well.
“Bah, Pervy Sol,” she said.
Nathan jumped, yipping like a dog that had been caught sniffing at some unattended food by his owner, and Artemessa chuckled. “I didn't say 'stop'.” He didn't need any further encouragement, returning to his task with gusto. “You still have to do the other cheek, after all.”
The next picture in this warrior pampering “series” features Artemessa the Flaaffy with her own servant,
nmr. ;3c And of course he is tending to his favorite, prominent areas~For how involved this picture is with the environment, it came together pretty quickly. I got to see how much mixing Prismacolor marker greys with graphite really speeds up the production process with these, even for non-black features. >w>!
Done with graphite pencil on white card stock paper.
Patreon I have a Patreon that features early access, full resolution pictures, and voting for picture ideas and/or completion. You can find that account at: https://www.patreon.com/EclipsisStudios
Twitter Want to keep up to date with all my posts and teasers of my Patreon? Follow me on my Twitter at: https://twitter.com/EclipsisStudios
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Macro / Micro
Species Pokemon
Size 900 x 698px
File Size 484.7 kB
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