Geez, Zandra. You been taping your chest down or something? I'd swear those didn't used to be that big.
This was commissioned work for Ghoul King
, who asked me to depict Zandra (which I guess is her name from this point forward) privately finding the amorous vision of Crystal she recently encountered in an illusory world
forcing itself back into her imagination. I don't often post erotic art, but I have to admit I'm fairly pleased with how this turned out. Ghoul King certainly offered good advice during production, and the picture's better for it.
As with the last picture I did addressing this theme
, I'm not going to confirm or deny whether this could be canonical within the comic's reality and Zandra's ultimate mindset. But wouldn't it be just her luck that as soon as she came to terms with her new species she'd have to deal with a sexual identity crisis? I guess we'll find out.
Incidentally, you may notice that San-- sorry, Zandra's skin patterns have changed somewhat since her belly shirt days. Her second transformation gave me an excuse to change their configuration in ways which are hopefully more practical to the contours of a (somewhat) human body.
Y'know, it occurs to me that fictional characters suffer the most profound invasions of privacy.
Disclaimer: Objects in picture may be sexier than they appear in the comic.