Amnyst's Universal Pawwear
Blurb written by
mannoth.
You stared blankly into space—not in the usual fashion of letting your eyes cross and allowing you mind to wander, but rather in the very literal sense, as the vastness of space was laid out before you.
But space was nowhere near as vast as that towering goddess whose mere presence weighed more heavily than gravity, whose gargantuan paws left craters in the expanse of the universe, and who now stood in its epicenter, posing as if for a photoshoot. As if for you. Wrapped so delicately by a kimono of the finest nebulae divinity could snatch from the universe and weave into a silk, she bent down, allowed the band around her waist to slip somewhat, and exposed just a hint more of her supple bosom.
Glowing bands surrounded the pockets of stars and planets that were tucked neatly away under her paws, between her cleavage and lost in her cosmic curves. What were those, you thought? You had many questions, no, so many that your mind lost the ability to ask them all and the number looped back around to just the one.
“Oh, it’s just reality. Nothing terribly important,” came the booming response. You hadn’t asked the question, nor were you planning to. “Useless, but quite flattering on me. Why, I ought to wear these all the time. They’re quite comfy, and floating gets so tremendously boring. Besides, isn’t this what you wanted to see? All those petty rules that bind you and the world you know, being disrespected and stepped all over?”
As if to emphasize, she kicked a paw up behind her, showing the gravitational hold it had over its bubble of space and time, which was now elevated to the much higher status of universal pawwear. The surface tension of those galactic orbs and pocket realms squeaked like an endless, thundering drone under the weight of her soles and between the pressure of her breasts as the Zoroark squeezed them with hands that couldn’t hope to reach past their prodigious hemispheres. Just the way you wanted it. Her eyes met you—a seeming impossibility with her galactic scale, how could she focus on something so small?—and she licked her lips friskily.
Looking at her, you felt that an asteroid belt was no more suited for a belt than it was a drop of string that couldn’t loop fully around her finger. Biggest, you thought to yourself, I wanted to see her at her biggest. She knew. And there was no such thing as “biggest.” That implied a limit. Amnyst, Goddess of Rapture, was either boundlessly powerful or infinitely creative to allow you to experience something like this, and to you, such a distinction did not exist.
“Oh, loosen up you darling little thing. There is no need for modesty around me.” Modesty. Her haughty laugh filled the cosmos at the concept. “Come closer. Inspect whatever you like... I rather enjoy your attention. You have full control over your just what it is you want to see. Simply imagine it, love, and your rapture will become your new reality.”
If there is one thing the Goddess of Rapture, Amnyst the Zoroark, is good at, it is putting on a good display for us to enjoy, such as here. >3> Taking on an illusionary size and height, she puts on a very fun scene with bubble universe pawwear to go with her kimono.
A delightful picture done for
VDO! ^.^
Done with Prismacolor pencil on black 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
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mannoth.You stared blankly into space—not in the usual fashion of letting your eyes cross and allowing you mind to wander, but rather in the very literal sense, as the vastness of space was laid out before you.
But space was nowhere near as vast as that towering goddess whose mere presence weighed more heavily than gravity, whose gargantuan paws left craters in the expanse of the universe, and who now stood in its epicenter, posing as if for a photoshoot. As if for you. Wrapped so delicately by a kimono of the finest nebulae divinity could snatch from the universe and weave into a silk, she bent down, allowed the band around her waist to slip somewhat, and exposed just a hint more of her supple bosom.
Glowing bands surrounded the pockets of stars and planets that were tucked neatly away under her paws, between her cleavage and lost in her cosmic curves. What were those, you thought? You had many questions, no, so many that your mind lost the ability to ask them all and the number looped back around to just the one.
“Oh, it’s just reality. Nothing terribly important,” came the booming response. You hadn’t asked the question, nor were you planning to. “Useless, but quite flattering on me. Why, I ought to wear these all the time. They’re quite comfy, and floating gets so tremendously boring. Besides, isn’t this what you wanted to see? All those petty rules that bind you and the world you know, being disrespected and stepped all over?”
As if to emphasize, she kicked a paw up behind her, showing the gravitational hold it had over its bubble of space and time, which was now elevated to the much higher status of universal pawwear. The surface tension of those galactic orbs and pocket realms squeaked like an endless, thundering drone under the weight of her soles and between the pressure of her breasts as the Zoroark squeezed them with hands that couldn’t hope to reach past their prodigious hemispheres. Just the way you wanted it. Her eyes met you—a seeming impossibility with her galactic scale, how could she focus on something so small?—and she licked her lips friskily.
Looking at her, you felt that an asteroid belt was no more suited for a belt than it was a drop of string that couldn’t loop fully around her finger. Biggest, you thought to yourself, I wanted to see her at her biggest. She knew. And there was no such thing as “biggest.” That implied a limit. Amnyst, Goddess of Rapture, was either boundlessly powerful or infinitely creative to allow you to experience something like this, and to you, such a distinction did not exist.
“Oh, loosen up you darling little thing. There is no need for modesty around me.” Modesty. Her haughty laugh filled the cosmos at the concept. “Come closer. Inspect whatever you like... I rather enjoy your attention. You have full control over your just what it is you want to see. Simply imagine it, love, and your rapture will become your new reality.”
If there is one thing the Goddess of Rapture, Amnyst the Zoroark, is good at, it is putting on a good display for us to enjoy, such as here. >3> Taking on an illusionary size and height, she puts on a very fun scene with bubble universe pawwear to go with her kimono.
A delightful picture done for
VDO! ^.^Done with Prismacolor pencil on black 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 708 x 900px
File Size 1.11 MB
I guess this is an example of her true power, illusion or not. I like everything about this. Drawing space backgrounds on black stock card paper always seems to be interesting to do because it will simplify things due to black being in the default colour.
It's always fun when your characters just walk on the fabric of space like it's carpet a water bed. If I had to guess it probably feels more like the latter. She's good at posing and she knows it. In addition, there's something for everyone.
The concept of inhabited clothing is also fun in general since that's also implied by the bands and her kimono itself. Heck, if she was paying attention to me then I would most likely be in the back of her kimono along with countless illusory worlds.
You would probably think of yourself as being in one of those universal pawwear universes, whereas i can see one between her legs, in her cleavage, by her tail and even by her thighs.
I like how you're using "rapture" in the sense that makes it synonymous with or because that's far more fitting to your universe. Amnyst's not just rapturous, she's extremely attractive and knows how to tease well. I think she might be my favourite character of yours so far simply because of what she can do and what she acts like.
It's always fun when your characters just walk on the fabric of space like it's carpet a water bed. If I had to guess it probably feels more like the latter. She's good at posing and she knows it. In addition, there's something for everyone.
The concept of inhabited clothing is also fun in general since that's also implied by the bands and her kimono itself. Heck, if she was paying attention to me then I would most likely be in the back of her kimono along with countless illusory worlds.
You would probably think of yourself as being in one of those universal pawwear universes, whereas i can see one between her legs, in her cleavage, by her tail and even by her thighs.
I like how you're using "rapture" in the sense that makes it synonymous with or because that's far more fitting to your universe. Amnyst's not just rapturous, she's extremely attractive and knows how to tease well. I think she might be my favourite character of yours so far simply because of what she can do and what she acts like.
Certainly shows she has some degree of powerful to comprehend making illusions like this, yes!~ And oh yes, space pictures on black paper went together so very well. The only disadvantage to doing that is that pencils are naturally slightly transparent so its hard to get them bright. The brightness here was definitely manipulated in Photoshop.
That is quite curious what walking on the fabric of space would actually feel like... the might not be too inaccurate!
Might be true we could be in those universes. That is definitely the actual concept to Zyxera at her natural height. Everyone we've seen in my cast exists in just one of her universal pawwear. >w>
Ooooh! I'm glad you like Amnyst. She is basically my most popular character on Patreon and has a lot of restrictions in polls for her to even show up in them, because of her history of dominating month after month.
That is quite curious what walking on the fabric of space would actually feel like... the might not be too inaccurate!
Might be true we could be in those universes. That is definitely the actual concept to Zyxera at her natural height. Everyone we've seen in my cast exists in just one of her universal pawwear. >w>
Ooooh! I'm glad you like Amnyst. She is basically my most popular character on Patreon and has a lot of restrictions in polls for her to even show up in them, because of her history of dominating month after month.
Every solution has its own pitfalls, but it sounds like this one is definitely a benefit for space backgrounds.
Although that might make it a bit harder to move around for someone who wasn't used to it, I can't help but imagine a macro with that size falling over, either accidentally or on purpose to mess with micros.
Indeed. We could be anywhere on either of them. It makes me wonder what what kind of universe Zyxera's other pawshoe is . There really is something for everyone here even if we both have our own priorities.
What kind of restrictions does Amnyst have on her in polls? Maybe all the high roller characters should get their own poll so they can compete with each other instead of with everyone else.
Although that might make it a bit harder to move around for someone who wasn't used to it, I can't help but imagine a macro with that size falling over, either accidentally or on purpose to mess with micros.
Indeed. We could be anywhere on either of them. It makes me wonder what what kind of universe Zyxera's other pawshoe is . There really is something for everyone here even if we both have our own priorities.
What kind of restrictions does Amnyst have on her in polls? Maybe all the high roller characters should get their own poll so they can compete with each other instead of with everyone else.
Oh! Amnyst's restrictions is that she can't be in the polls with others for finished pictures. Her options are stockpiled until there are 4 and then she has a poll to herself.
Solerra and Thoryza also have this restriction. Anniki used to be but was taken off the list. Several others on on a watch list to be be given the same classification if they win too much more in quick succession.
Solerra and Thoryza also have this restriction. Anniki used to be but was taken off the list. Several others on on a watch list to be be given the same classification if they win too much more in quick succession.
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