Fanart: Are You My Mistress?
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| It was a mistake. I really should’ve let that wretched thing be- but I didn’t. When I saw the boar carcass, I was elated. I thought that it was a gift from the gods helping me get closer to my friend. We were starting to drift apart then. Our interests weren’t connecting like they used to and I thought that this would be a way to rekindle the fire and show her that I supported her in her endeavors as well. You see, the idea of females being hunters wasn’t really popular in my village. She was ostracized by everyone. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to see the damage my jokes until I started losing her. So when I saw the GIANT pig just lying on the ground, fresh for the picking, I just had to have it. My first big mistake. I rushed to my workshop and got to work. I knew she was going to love the designed I had. After all, nothing screamed sexy trouble quite like leather mixed with metal. Of course, strategically placed fur didn’t hurt either. She was going to be the talk of the town- but in a fabulous and not that detrimental sort of way that’s been happening. Oh! I stayed up three nights in a row just working away, trying to get that thing done. Leather skirt? Check. Stylish side armor that makes your body looks like a million bucks? Of course. Leather boots to die for? Oh. Most definitely. The swine had beautiful fur and I just couldn’t let it go to waste. I didn’t have the heart to alter it too much. That would’ve been a crime against nature and beauty, darling. So I did what I could to preserve the integrity of the fur and made two capes out of it. It was by far my greatest creation. I was so pleased with myself. Since our frames were similar enough in size, I tried it on to make sure everything was in order. This was my second mistake. The bust was a little lose on me but it’ll fit her perfectly. She had genetics on her side. Mine, on the other hand were of humble proportions. At least they wouldn’t be mistaken for mountains. I looked at myself in the mirror and had the biggest smirk you’ll ever see in your life. It was a mixture of self-accomplishment combined with the boastful pride you get from knowing you look H-O-T HOT in something. She would have been CRAZY not to love it. I feel asleep shortly after that. After all, you can’t expect a lady like myself to look her best without any beauty sleep- and after 3 days, mine was certainly overdue. I had the worst nightmare I ever had in my young adult life. I dreamt that I was in a cage, chains restraining my limbs from moving. In front of me was a tall dark creature. Aside from those terrifying eyes, it was completely black. Darker than black if that was even possible. Its calves were out stretched with its knees sticking out. The thighs was stubbier in comparison. The proportions on that THING was mindbogglingly hideous. Its glowing red eyes stared straight into my soul as its claws forcefully yanked at my cage. “Are you my mistress?” I shot up out of my bed screaming, sweat trickling down my brow. I did everything I could to stop my body from trembling- but to no avail. When I was able to think again, my nose bombarded me with the thick ominous presence of blood. I choked out a cough as the nausea-inducing smell of iron forced its way into my system. Where am I? That question right there was my biggest regret. The last one I will ever be able to make. Will this nightmare ever cease? ----------------------------------------------------------------- The boar stole her soul shortly after she wore it as a fashion statement. The boar is compensating for its body-less form by taking hers. As it slowly consumes her soul, the boar starts to regenerate itself in the spirit. Little by little it starts to regain the shape it once had. While that is going on in the spirit side of things, her physical body starts to warp itself to catch up with the spiritual metamorphosis. When her soul is completely devoured, she will no longer be human or even something in between. She won’t even be her anymore. In the meantime, since the boar had such a high affiliation with its mistress, it forces her to go out hunt-… in search for one. Every new moon marks the start of a new kill. It keeps hair and leather pieces of past conquers as souvenirs, keeping them with him FOREVER. “Are you my mistress?” --------------------------------------------------------------- Explanation: The creature behind her is the spirit of the vengeful mistress The circle with a hoof inside is the moon -------------------------------------------------------------- |
Themen: Fantasie, Mythologie Stile: Bleistift, Skizze |
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