Here are the last of the commissions I’ll be doing as I gear up for the next big DCV release, which I’ll be announcing very soon. The person who commissioned these images wanted to see Kendra getting some threeway action with Mead and Chad. Obviously, this scenario would never play out in the comic, but that’s the beauty of doing commission projects: seeing characters in scenarios they would never appear in otherwise. So here we have Kendra getting the business from two dudes at once,
These two images comprise the remaining images of a commissioned set I was paid for earlier this year but never completed. The first part was the Leilanawen 1st person perspective render and some other Kendra renders that will not see the light of day only because they aren’t anything special… just simple, clothed portraits.
Here you see Kendra reimagined as a Greek hottie, getting violently manhandled by an exceptionally large gladiator, and Kendra straddling a motorcycle wearing sexy leather thigh boots. Hope you enjoy!
Here is a small commissioned set I did this past week, featuring Clara Ravens, all rendered in Octane. Moving on next to a few images I owed someone for a few months now, this time featuring… *GASP*… Kendra! Check back in a few days for those.
And if you haven’t already, go pick up a copy of Dark Rift in the store, fap ’til your dick hurts, then thank me later.
The struggle seems endless. You would never have figured a half-elf to have so much physical strength and dexterity. With each thrust and parry, she saps you of your energy. You struggle to maintain a grip on your sword while trying to cast another lightning bolt spell. But the spell fails. It would seem you’ve used nearly all of your magicka. And while you’d love to dive into your pack and drink a potion to restore yourself, her relentless frontal assault prevents you from doing so.
Eventually, your stamina wanes to nothing. You can feel your arms turn to jelly. With a high pitched shout and an incredibly powerful spinning slash, she strikes your sword from your hand. Your knees buckle and you fall. Before you can attempt to get back up, she has already deftly kicked your sword away from your reach and is upon you. She holds her sword to your neck, and you feel the razor edge gently bite into your flesh. You