The Artist's Wife

Alsesta's unique beauty devastated Franzie's defenses.  The stoic sow was openly masculine, yet all woman.  She was all at once manly and feminine, both and neither.  She was completely at home in her own skin, crooked snout and skinny ass and all.  Not surprisingly, Franzie would sketch her porcine muse whenever Alsesta would tolerate it.

I actually drew this a while ago. Rated M for nude animal people. And smoking. And smoking in bed.

When We Fly (c)Kae