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Ballerina
🕑 Added 2020-04-04 02:30:51 +0000 UTCAli arrived at the studio a quarter to eight. The night classes were tailored to senior students. At least that’s what the old lady at the desk patiently tried to explain to her.
“The night classes aren’t for me, I know. I’ve never been to a ballet class before, but I really wanted to attend one. I know I won’t be a professional dancer, but stretching – and dancing! – is healthy at any age, isn’t it?” The woman at the desk had something of an aura. She was both lively and soft, both strong and precise. Her skirt was long and heavy, but she wasn’t afraid to portray her lean, naked belly, and her erect spine above it.
“Ballerina. If you want to stretch, you should be doing yoga instead,” she said, laughing. Some students greeted her as they arrived.
“I’m sorry?” said Ali, distracted by the students. One of the girls had the most beautiful hazel eyes, and her legs were, well, let’s just say that Ali got really distracted, then she tried to hide it, but the old lady had already seen what had to be seen. Unbelievable, Ali!, she thought. Now she’ll say that her classes are for girls only, and you know how stressful it is to walk down that path… You should be savvier, Ali.
“We’re called ballerinas, not dancers, for a reason, and there are all sorts of ballerinas out there, of all ages, genders, or nations, but we’re not entertainers. This is not a circus. It’s a school, a place of rigor and discipline. We’re artists, young lady.”
“I’m terribly sorry, ma’am. Ballerinas. Aren’t there any beginner classes at night?”
The old woman said no, because night classes are for more advanced, grown up women, whereas afternoon classes were best suited to young girls. On the other hand, they had private classes, with private tutors, and she was available from nine to ten.
“Is it late for you, Ali?”
“Oh, no! It’s perfect. Thank you. Thank you very much.”
“Don’t thank me now. You haven’t seen what awaits you upstairs, young lady. It’ll be painful, but you’ll get used to it. I won’t do anything you aren’t willing to do, but you’ll meet your limits every single day in the classroom. Maybe you should have done yoga.”
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Hello, hello! Quaraci here!
We’ve reached April, and I’m really excited to show you some of the paintings I’ve been working on both using Krita and Painter 2020 (I guess I get more productive with these two, but there’s a place for Artrage in my heart as well <3 ). Also, Painter 2020 is helping me a lot with Krita, since the switch of perspective from one software to the other makes you see your own technique from a different point of view. That’s a win win situation, imho. =^______^=
So, about this month’s painting, this is the second (major) attempt at this pose and overall story. We’ve seen our horse girls selfsucking without even bending their necks, but did you know that most futas need to dedicate themselves to a routine of exercises, balanced diets and vigorous stretching sessions before attempting to drink some of their hard-earned futa milk from the source? That’s right. When I thought about this scene I wanted to portray a futa girl (in our case, one we didn’t know before, because she’s a 100% human futa) being helped by a tutor. The tricky part was to show all sides of the scene at once: dick, mouth, cum, pussy, anus, ahegao face, legs, tutor having fun, and the bell Ali won’t be able to reach in order to stop the exercise. I could see some harmony somewhere in the middle of these elements, and I wanted you to see it as well.
Thank you all so much for the love and support. I hope I’ll post something new in a couple of days so stay tuned! =^____^=
Cheers! Stay safe!
Q.
