I finally gathered my strength and made my latest pack of girls for you. (I'm not saying goodbye). This time I made some centaurs.
Now I'm going to start preparing a model for humantaurs. This does not mean that I will not do anything except the model, I will make a few pictures, but for a while there will be fewer of them.
The okapi girl is in a hurry to deliver a letter to you. She is rarely late and manages to bring letters and small parcels to several villages in a day.
The only two things that stand out in this club are a lot of beautiful girls and expensive booze. Rich and successful people come here to flaunt their achievements.
Men usually brag about expensive clothes, keys to expensive cars, status and stock portfolios, and they also do not forget to pointedly buy the most expensive cocktails, and even more pointedly set aside large tips for bartenders. Every man, even when drunk, does not forget to predationally evaluate every girl, diving like a peregrine falcon if the opportunity arises.
Women gather here for slightly different reasons. Some women gather in a company and discuss everything and everyone. Colleagues at work, personal life, men and women around, dirty secrets and of course compliments to each other. And some women are already predators themselves. Any peregrine falcon that swoops down on them will immediately be caught and eaten.
But as soon as people barely notice the black and white stripes and huge swinging balls, everything changes at once.
And here she comes, the Queen of this bar. It's her first time here, but she's already a Queen. All the girls immediately felt unnecessary, because no one was looking at them anymore. All the guys instantly dropped their loot and found something more valuable.
With each heavy step, the eyes in the crowd moved up and down, left and right, in time with the swaying chest. Not a single predator or envious person dared to look away.
*While I was making this picture, I had the idea to make a story about the transformation into a centaur. I'm not promising anything yet, maybe one day I'll come back to this idea.*
When she was very young, she first got acquainted with horses. When she was 4 years old, she was given a ride on a horse and the girl forever remembered this moment and became practically obsessed with horses.
When she first discovered the Internet, the first thing she decided to look at were pictures of horses. Big and beautiful, proud animals could not stop the girl from smiling and admiring. But when she saw centaurs in the recommended pictures, her world changed for the second time.
All thoughts about horses changed a lot when she realized that there are people who do not have human legs, but have a horse's body. This thought haunted her and always worried her. Even when her parents laughingly said that centaurs were just fairy tales and all the photos were either drawings or photomontage, this did not convince the girl.
"How do they live at all? What do they eat? How do they walk on four legs? Maybe they're sitting in a horse costume?"
As time went on, her friends, instead of dolls, began to think about guys, about future work, relationships, family, studies. But not her. In her heart, she remained a child dreaming in the clouds.
But everything changed when, on her eighteenth birthday, her parents gave her a beautiful golden amulet in the form of a horseshoe. They knew how much she loved horses and decided that they couldn't think of a better gift.
The girl, of course, was offended, but at night she decided to put on this amulet before going to bed. The amulet, of course, is not a horse, but it's also cool.
She had a dream in which she gets on a horse and starts to grow up to it.
She can't tear herself away from the horse.
Suddenly she woke up and realized that it was not a dream. She really grew up with the horse. Well, it's going to be a very impressionable night ahead!